Karakuraizer Erotic Chapter 1 (Patreon)

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Karakuraizer Erotic
Ichigo has been able to see ghosts, but monsters are attacking and causing trouble for his town. He doesn't have the power to deal with it, until Kisuke approaches him. With his watch he's able to become Karakurizer Erotic, a perverted/erotic super hero he's able to battle back hollows with this power. He doesn't do it alone, he's got Jinta as his Karakurizer Little Devil. Ichigo/Jinta/Harem

Chapter 1

Jinta’s Pov

Mr. Kisuke was at it again, he had some big project to fight hollows. The Karakura Raizer team! It sounded cool, I figured it’d be me, Ururu, and Mr. Tessai, but turns out I was wrong.

This orange haired punk started showing up at the shop. He apparently has powers and can see ghosts. Big deal! I don’t get what’s so special about him.

When he comes around Mr. Kisuke spends his time training the guy. It sucks, it’s stupid, he’s stupid, I hate him! He thinks he’s so cool.

Sure he helps around the shop, so Mr. Tessai likes him, and he’s nice to Ururu which is lame, and when he looks at me and says my name I feel...whatever it’s not important. I tried to follow him and prove he’s a loser, and all I see him do is be nice to ghosts, pick fights with punks, and go to school...it’s so boring. He thinks he’s so tough, but he wouldn’t last in a real fight against hollows!

Then Mr. Kisuke revealed that his Karakura Raizer project was almost complete and Ichigo was gonna be the leader. “What?!” I was pissed, I thought I’d be leading the team!

Mr. Kisuke has been training Ururu and myself for so long, we can kill hollows and with the Karakura Raizer suits we’d have more powers and abilities to handle the job. “We don’t need this punk!”

“Now Jinta, Ichigo-kun has been working hard and accepted to join the team. He’s got the skills to lead.” No fucking way! We barely know this guy, or so I thought. Apparently he’s been known by Urahara for a long time.

He claimed I was too young to lead, and my pride was shattered. Ururu told me the boss has a special interest in him. I wasn’t jealous or anything. We’d still be on the Karakura Raizer team, just with Ichigo as the leader. Was it weird to think I was being replaced.

Not gonna happen, I’m gonna give that orange haired punk a piece of my mind. I was so mad, I may have forgotten everything Ururu told me. Ichigo had finished training and had grabbed a shower. “Hey invader I want to have words with you!”

The door flung open and steam washed out of the room. ‘Oh wow!’ Ichigo was fresh from the shower, using a towel to dry himself off, he was doing his hair which gave me a view of...everything…

My cheeks burned. This guy was built different, he was tall and toned. I always saw him as a punk but as I saw the hair on his pits, the thick mane covering his crotch, the deep treasure trail…I gulped and licked my lips.

Nothing could stop my gaze as I looked him up and down, catching sights that made my heart flutter and my mouth go dry. One sight was the beast between his legs. That monster had to be 13 inches long and at least four fingers thick, and he wasn’t even hard.

Behind the massive shower dick was his family jewels that had to be the size of baseballs. Either this guy never jerked off, or if he did it wasn’t enough. He was so hot, manly and hot. I could feel my respect for him rise.

That wasn’t the only thing rising as I began to pitch a tent in my pants. I didn’t wear underwear because of my condition, while soft I was a sizable 6 incher, but when I got hard my penis doubled in size. From one of Mr. Kisuke’s magazines I was something called a grower.

My cheeks burned hot as my cock pushed at the confines of my pants, making a lewd bulge. Damn it! I slammed the door shut and ran off. “Hmm? Jinta?” I think he called for me, but I didn’t look back, I ran off to wait for my “bat” to calm down.

Not that I was running away from him or nothing, it was a strategic withdrawal. I couldn’t face my enemy with a hard on could I? That’s right Ichigo was my enemy, he was muscling in on my turf I had to chase him off.

This proved difficult, as now I couldn’t even look at the guy without remembering seeing him in the shower. This had to be a trick, he tricked me somehow...I’ll show him…

He truly was an invader, he invaded the shop, he invaded the team, now he was invading my thoughts and dreams. If I did nothing he was gonna take root too deep. I believe if I can defeat him that’ll make everything better, when he comes in for training I’m gonna face him!

Ichigo didn’t come to the shop today, damn it, he has exams or something and has been studying. It wasn’t like I was missing him or anything, I was just disappointed I couldn’t finally beat that guy!

If I could just beat him, then maybe Mr. Kisuke will let me lead the Karakura Raizers! If I could beat him, maybe I can smash these dreams and feelings that are trying to form inside me.

-x-

I was doing the patrol, smashing some hollows, and I ended up near the Kurosaki clinic. That’s where Ichigo lives...a wicked smile crosses my features. Watch out I got an idea!

A good leader should always be on his toes right, that means he should be ready for a surprise attack.

-x-End Pov-x-

Jinta made his way to the Kurosaki Clinic, and slipped through the window. What Jinta didn’t realize was that Ichigo was indeed special, Kisuke was in the know of him since his parents got together.

Ichigo was a quincy with shinigami and hollow powers. This caused him to be able to see ghosts from a young age. The quincy powers tried to restrain the shinigami and hollow parts, but that stuff leaked out. As he went through puberty the effects of the powers took their toll on him shaping his body in different ways.

He was an early bloomer, something that could be attributed to his shinigami side. Ichigo had a powerful libido, with the sex drive of a shinigami, the stamina of a quincy, and the endurance and recovery of a hollow.

Kisuke ran tests, and while Ichigo’s quincy powers were trying to restrain his other powers, for whatever reason. It wasn’t enough, when Ichigo got aroused the shinigami and hollow powers overflowed, making any time the boy wished to jerk off be like ringing a dinner bell for hollows.

His big meat was probably the hybridization of his three natures all rolled into one, though his massive balls was from his hollow side. Something else he got from his hollow power was his pheromones.

The orangette’s manly musk was quite powerful, which made him cat nip for hollows. Once they got a whiff of him, they’d forget all other prey and target him. Why was this a problem?

That’s because Ichigo had an otherworldly aroma, for normal humans it didn’t mean anything it could smell nice but otherwise who cares. For those with spiritual awareness, spiritual powers, for quincy, for shinigami, for hollows it was something different. So for Jinta who was a special being himself, he was walking into a honey trap.

-x-

It was a warm night so Ichigo was sleeping on top of his sheets, his state of dress was simple, a tank top with thin straps, showing off his shoulders, arms, and pits. Then there was his boxers, which couldn’t contain his dick as Jinta could see it peeking out through his leg hole.

The summer warmth had Ichigo’s body hot, the night sweating causing his manly musk to wash out.

Jinta’s cheeks burned red, from ear to ear. He dropped his bat, and clutched his crotch. The red head got so hard so fast it hurt. He squirmed feeling a different kind of heat. ‘What is wrong with me? Why do I feel this way?’ Jinta gulped and licked his lips

His eyes roamed Ichigo’s sexy body, he had one arm behind his head, exposing his hairy pit. In his brain it was like hitting the jack pot. He removed his shoes and crawled into bed with Ichigo.

It was hot...Ichigo’s body was giving off such spiritual heat...Jinta couldn’t take it and began to strip. By the time he reached Ichigo’s pits, he was butt naked, his hard 12.5 inch rod twitching.

Jinta made himself comfortable, clinging to Ichigo like a baby koala. He buried his face in the man’s pit and breathed deeply. ‘Ohhh yeah!’ One hand fisted Ichigo’s shirt the other his bed sheets.

His penis twitched and began to leak pre-cum. He was drawing from the source, the manly hair tickled his nose and it was deeply rooted in Ichigo’s rich scent.

Instinct washed through the red head, and he began to lap, his tongue running across the manly hair and rich pit tasting Ichigo’s sweat as he did. A shiver of delight washed through him, and the boy’s hips began to rock, humping against Ichigo.

He was so turned on his nipples were hard and perky, the buds looking swollen in his delight. His heart was pounding away, a samba that his hips were jiving to. The friction to his cock and balls was just the icing on the cake as he enjoyed Ichigo’s musk and flavor.

Jinta was feeling so alive, as if his walls were torn down and he was just able to embrace and feel. All the stupid thoughts he had about Ichigo being an invader and his enemy were blasted out of a cannon. He wanted this man that was the truth of it.

All his fears, jealousy, and insecurity tried to twist his perspective of the truth. ‘I want him!’ That was the truth.

Jinta came, blowing his load and making a mess of Ichigo’s shirt. He panted and drooled, just nuzzling the manly hair as he rode out his orgasm. “Wow…”

“Yeah...wow…” Jinta tensed up, he looked and saw the orangette starring at him.

‘Oh crap...crap crap crap…’ He began to sweat bullets, feeling he had done something wrong. A hand cupped the back of his head, and it was so gentle and loving.

“I’m surprised but glad, I thought you hated me. I can work with this.” He pulled the red head into a warm and slightly sticky embrace. His warm eyes met Jinta and he melted. “May I?” He traced Jinta’s lips and he nodded.

Without another word Ichigo kissed Jinta, and there were fireworks.

To be continued