Hiro's Harem
Copyright© 2025 by Mehefin013
Chapter 6
Fan Fiction Sex Story: Chapter 6 - Hiro may be the youngest person to ever attend SFIT, but that doesn’t mean he’s too young to handle the various challenges that come with college life, including love. But what will he do when that particular challenge comes from several different sources at the same time? (Updated monthly)
Caution: This Fan Fiction Sex Story contains strong sexual content, including Ma/Fa mt/ft Ma/ft mt/Fa Fa/Fa ft/ft Fa/ft Mult Teenagers Consensual Lesbian BiSexual Heterosexual Fan Fiction Sharing Incest Father Daughter Aunt Nephew Group Sex Harem Polygamy/Polyamory Interracial White Male White Female Hispanic Male Hispanic Female First Masturbation Oral Sex
The following morning Hiro couldn’t seem to stop smiling, something Megan quickly picked up on while the two of them ate breakfast together. “You seem rather happy today,” she said. “Even more so than yesterday. Did something happen that I should know about?” she teased.
Hiro gave Megan a playfully smug grin. “Well, according to our agreement, we need to tell each other whenever we get an accidental view of someone, right?”
Megan nodded but eyed him suspiciously, already seeing the loophole.
“Then, no, I don’t have anything that I have to tell you.”
In response, Megan whipped out her phone and began vigorously typing away. At one point her eyes went wide and she looked up at Hiro, her eyes blatantly studying his upper body. “When summer gets here, you are definitely taking us to the beach.”
Hiro blushed slightly but smiled in understanding. “Karmi showed you the picture she took?”
“I thought what I saw yesterday was nice, but dude, you’re like ... supermodel hot without your shirt.”
“I think you’re exaggerating, but thanks.”
Megan resumed her texting conversation with Karmi, only to suddenly swear nearly a minute later. “Damn!” She looked up at Hiro and then back down at her phone. “Man, you work fast!”
“What do you mean? I’ve done nothing.”
“Are you saying ‘this’ is nothing?” Megan said, showing him what was on her phone. As expected, it was the selfie Karmi had sent to Hiro last night.
Hiro couldn’t help but smile and blush at the image of his partially exposed girlfriend. “She told me not to show that to anyone, but not even half a day later she’s showing you,” he said, shaking his head but kept grinning. “But I can’t take credit for that, it was all her. I didn’t so much as hint at anything like that. Well ... that’s not entirely true,” he corrected. “I did make a joke about her returning the favour for having a picture of me without my shirt on.”
“Well, she definitely did that, and then some!”
“And then some,” Hiro agreed.
“If Karmi’s going to join our little competition with an opening move like that, I think I’m going to have to up my game.”
“This isn’t a competition,” Hiro pointed out. “It’s accountability. It’s keeping everything out in the open so no one’s feelings get hurt. You and I are stuck living together, so this is a way for Karmi to be sure that nothing inappropriate goes on between us.”
“And nothing inappropriate will happen,” Megan agreed. “But think about it for a second. Do you think that Karmi really would have taken that picture, on her first day of being your official girlfriend no less, if she hadn’t known that you saw me naked earlier?”
Hiro recalled Karmi’s words explaining her decision. “No, I don’t think she would have,” he answered honestly. “She was kind of evening the score between you two.”
“Exactly. And just think of what else she might do to even things out if I happen to get ahead again.”
Hiro could feel himself getting hard at the prospect, both at what Karmi would do and what Megan might do to provoke such a reaction. He cleared his throat in an effort to distract him from certain inappropriate thoughts. “Just to clarify, I didn’t tell you about the pictures because they were shown intentionally and thus don’t fall under our agreement. But to be clear, if you were to do something intentional I would definitely be telling Karmi, agreement or no.”
“As you should. And just to be doubly sure, I think that whenever I do something I’ll let her know beforehand, that way she’ll be waiting for your ‘confession’.” Hiro blushed, noting how Megan said ‘whenever’, not ‘if ever’. “Plus if I get her okay first, I’ll have the added benefit of knowing I haven’t crossed a line. The last thing I want to do is get her upset at either of us for doing something she’s not comfortable with.”
Hiro was in full agreement that he didn’t want to do anything that would make Karmi upset or angry with him, but if he was being perfectly honest with himself he did hope that her line was somewhere very far away. While he wouldn’t seek out more glimpses of Megan’s body, he would not be opposed to them happening every now and again, especially if his girlfriend was okay with it.
Despite Megan’s teasing words, nothing more came from that discussion and for the next two weeks life continued on as one might expect. Aunt Cass was making slow but steady progress with recovering anything that could be salvaged from their home before it was fully demolished and rebuilt, while Hiro chipped away at Trina’s cube as much as he could. His new relationship with Karmi was proving to be quite the welcome distraction though. The new couple ate lunch together as often as their schedules allowed it and they spent many hours after class in their shared lab, sometimes actually doing schoolwork, but just as often spent their time flirting and teasing each other. They also managed to have a very romantic dinner date, where they dressed up in their nicest clothes and finally shared their first kiss. Being the geniuses that they were, they got good at it pretty quick.
The main hiccup to their time together came from Hiro’s duty as a member of Big Hero 6. While the number of supervillain attacks greatly decreased after the robot uprising, it hadn’t reached zero and Hiro figured it was only a matter of time before Karmi started getting suspicious of how he had to suddenly leave whenever a supervillain showed up in some part of the town. It had only happened twice since they started dating, and both times Megan had been there to help cover for him but he couldn’t rely on that forever, plus he hated having to abandon his time with Karmi for any reason.
The other hiccup was that their progress, which had been very rapid that first week, seemed to have plateaued in the second. Kissing was great and all, and maybe it was just all the hormones surging through his system, but Hiro wanted more. He wanted to touch her in places and ways no one else ever had, he wanted to grab that ass he had only ever seen in that one picture, he wanted to take her to bed and make love to her. But having exactly zero experience with any of that kind of stuff, he was also worried. What if Karmi didn’t want what he wanted? What if she wasn’t ready and asking for more would push her away? What if she found his lack of experience disappointing?
With so many questions and no way to answer them himself, he decided to get some advice from someone a little older and perhaps a little wiser, and who would have insights on how girls think. Knocking on the door of GoGo’s apartment, he hoped she and Honey Lemon wouldn’t mind him dropping by unannounced. He waited for a minute, but when no one came to the door he knocked a second time, wondering if they were even home. Waiting again, he was about to give up and go home when he finally heard the locks being undone. The door opened a crack and Honey Lemon peered out.
“Hiro!” she said, surprised. “What, uh, what brings you by this time of night?” In truth it wasn’t that late, only around eight o’clock, but Hiro had never dropped by during the evening before.
She opened the door a little more and Hiro noticed she was wearing a rather clingy silk robe and her hair was a bit messy. The way the robe hugged her skin, it was easy to imagine that she wasn’t wearing anything underneath. Even her nipples were well defined as they pressed against the thin fabric. Hiro couldn’t help but blush slightly at her state of undress. “Sorry, is this a bad time? I didn’t mean to interrupt your ... shower?” he guessed, trying not to stare.
“No, it’s okay, but, um, to what do we owe this visit?”
Hiro let out a breath. “I could use some advice,” he admitted. “Karmi and I ... we’re kind of ... I think I’m ready for more but I don’t know if she is, or how much she might want, and I don’t want to mess things up by going too fast, and I have no idea what I’m doing.”
At the mention of Karmi Honey Lemon immediately perked up. She loved talking about relationships and romance and if Hiro was here looking for help there was no way she could turn him away. “Only two weeks in and there’s already trouble in paradise, huh?” she teased, then opened the door the rest of the way. “ Please come in. I’ll gladly help out in any way I can.”
Once Hiro was inside Honey Lemon shut the door and directed him to the nearby couch. “Make yourself comfortable. Give me a sec to let GoGo know you’re here.”
As she was talking, however, the woman in question emerged from the upstairs bedroom and started to make her way down the stairs. To Hiro’s utter shock, she was completely naked. From his seat he could only see her from behind so he couldn’t actually see any sensitive bits other than her ass, which to his shame he had fantasized about many times, but seeing it in the flesh made his eyes go wide and his mouth stop working.
“It took you long enough to get rid of whoever that was,” she said, reaching the bottom of the stairs. As she rounded the railing the front of her body came into view and Hiro was suddenly staring at her in all her glory. Wide hips coupled with a narrow waist gave her a wonderful hourglass figure. Medium sized breasts stuck out proudly from her chest without a hint of sag, and were tipped with dark, pointed nipples. Her eyes were closed as she stretched her arms above her head. Because of that, she still hadn’t realised that she and Honey Lemon were not alone. She also failed to notice her roommate standing behind their guest, wildly flailing her arms and making a slashing motion across her neck. “You know, Honey Lemon, next time I’m that close to an orgasm you really ought to just finish the job before answering the door.”
“GoGo!” Honey Lemon yelled, her face now redder than a tomato.
“What?” GoGo said, somewhat perturbed at being yelled at. As she opened her eyes she at first noticed Honey Lemon’s mortified expression, then spotted Hiro sitting on the couch, his eyes wide in utter shock. For the briefest of moments her own eyes went wide in surprise, then they returned to their regular shape, though her cheeks began to darken in colour. “ ... Oh.”
“Um, hello GoGo,” Hiro managed to say, finally finding his voice. He tried not to stare at her bare breasts but just couldn’t look away, his face just as red as Honey Lemon’s. He had his hands in his lap, desperately trying to hold down the tent in his pants that had suddenly sprang into existence.
“I, ah, I’ll be right back,” GoGo said. Unlike what Hiro might have expected, she didn’t cover herself or run away, but instead calmly turned around and headed back up the stairs, if perhaps a bit stiffly, almost as if nothing out of the ordinary was happening.
“So...” Honey Lemon began, taking a seat across from Hiro but unable to look him in the eye. “I suppose you have questions.”
Hiro gulped. “So many.”
GoGo returned a few seconds later, having quickly slipped on a robe that matched the one Honey Lemon was wearing. She calmly walked over to where the other two were sitting and, in a surprisingly uncharacteristic display of affection, kissed Honey Lemon on the cheek before sitting down herself.
“GoGo!” Honey Lemon exclaimed, blushing once more. While clearly embarrassed to be kissed while in front of Hiro, the slight smile on her face was evidence she wasn’t totally opposed to it.
GoGo just shrugged. “What? Our secret is out now, isn’t it? There’s no need to pretend we aren’t sleeping together.”
With his two friends completely naked underneath those very clingy robes, it made it very hard for Hiro to know where to look. His eyes kept drifting to their chests or legs or any bit of extra skin that was shown whenever they shifted in their seats. “So, um, you two really are...?” he managed to say.
“Lovers,” GoGo finished for him. “Though maybe friends with benefits might be a better description.”
Try as he might, Hiro couldn’t stop his mind from picturing the two women naked and in bed together and his blush deepened. “May I, um, may I ask how this all started?” he asked.
GoGo rolled her eyes. “We’re never going to get to why you’re here until we sate your curiosity, are we?”
Hiro shook his head no, trying his hardest not to look too excited at the idea.
She let out a sigh of resignation. “Fine. It was shortly after I had asked Honey Lemon to stay here...”
Honey Lemon and GoGo were slowly shuffling their way down the street, one arm over the other’s shoulder as they helped each other maintain their balance. They were making their way home after a rather long girls night out of drinking and dancing, celebrating how Honey Lemon had changed from temporary roommate to permanent one. Neither had intended to drink this much but the mood was festive and they had plenty of men offer to buy a drink or two for such beautiful women in the hopes of getting a dance and maybe a bit more. They had humoured a few of the men, even letting a few of them get a kiss or two in, but as soon as hands started roaming the guy was sent packing pretty fast. This was a time for the two of them and they weren’t going to let anyone spoil their time together.
“You know, I never would have guessed you were such an enthusiastic dancer,” Honey Lemon said. “Normally you’re so reserved. I guess if I want to see that uninhibited side of you I’ll have to get you drunk more often.”
GoGo tried to shrug, but with Honey Lemon practically draped over her shoulder, she couldn’t really move that much. “What can I say? The music was good. But I’m not drunk. You’re the one who’s drunk.” In all honesty she was feeling pretty buzzed, but she could still at least walk unaided, unlike someone else.
“But we drank the same amount.”
“And you weigh like half as much as I do.” They walked for another half block before she stopped and sat down on a bench where she bent over, took off her high heeled shoes, and massaged the bottoms of her feet. “Why didn’t we just get a taxi to go home? My feet are killing me. I am so not used to dancing that much, let alone in heels.”
Honey Lemon flopped down beside her. “Yeah, I’m kind of regretting that decision. We could call one now, or ... hey! Why not just spend the night here?” she said and pointed to the building they were standing in front of.
GoGo let out a little chuckle when she realized where they were. “A Love Hotel, huh? Wouldn’t that be ironic? All those guys buying us drinks in the hopes of bringing us to a place like this and we still end up here, but without them.”
“Shall we go in? Now that we’ve stopped I really don’t think I’ve got the energy to walk all the way back home. It’ll be my treat.”
GoGo thought for a moment, then shrugged. “Sure, why the hell not? I’ve never been to a place like this before so it’ll be interesting to see how different it is from a regular hotel.”
The two of them entered the building and Honey Lemon made her way over to the counter to choose one of the available rooms. The attendant gave her a very appreciative glance, his smile taking on a more licentious look when he saw that she was with another woman. Once she made her pick and paid for the night, he handed her a keycard. “Check out is at ten in the morning,” he told her. “If you use any of the provided toys, please leave them on the bed so the staff know to clean them.”
“Toys? Oh!” Honey Lemon blushed as she understood what he was suggesting. “We’re not ... I mean ... we’re just going to...” she stuttered, but GoGo came over and interrupted them.
“Thank you for the information,” she said before pulling Honey Lemon away from the counter. “Don’t make it weird,” she told the other woman as they walked towards the elevator.
“But he thinks...” Honey Lemon began, then lowered her voice to a conspiratorial whisper. “He thinks we’re here to have sex with each other.”
“Need I remind you that this is a Love Hotel? Of course he thinks that. Let him imagine whatever he wants, I just want to get off my feet as soon as possible.”
They took the elevator up to the third floor and walked down the hall to room 308. Every door they passed had some kind of theme associated with it, one was video game themed, another was medieval, and another had stuffed animals all over it. The door they stopped at had a large red heart taking up as much space as possible.
‘Could be worse,’ GoGo thought as Honey Lemon unlocked the door. ‘At least she didn’t rent out the Furry door.’
“Hey! What was wrong with the furry door? It looked adorable!” Honey Lemon said, interrupting the story.
GoGo looked over at the other woman. “Don’t tell me you honestly thought that room was simply full of stuffed animals or something.”
“You mean it wasn’t?” Honey Lemon asked, rather surprised.
GoGo shook her head, saying, “Tell me, when you hear the word ‘Furry’, what comes to mind?”
“Cute little baby animals, of course! Why? Is that not what that room was for?”
“Um, no. And the less you know about that particular subject, the better. Now, no more interruptions. Things are just starting to get interesting.”
Inside the room everything was heart shaped. The large bed was in the shape of a heart, the pillows were hearts, the floor-to-ceiling mirror on the wall across from the bed was a heart, even the knobs for the lights were hearts. Peering into the bathroom they saw that there was a heart-shaped jacuzzi, the shower curtain was patterned with hearts, and that the floor mats were all heart shaped as well.
“Aw, how cute!” Honey Lemon said. “GoGo, look! Even the soap is hearts!” She went to the sink and held up a small heart-shaped bar of soap.
“Cute,” GoGo repeated, though her words lacked any of the enthusiasm that Honey Lemon had. “Honestly, all these hearts are a little much, but one thing I know I’ll appreciate is that jacuzzi. I’m going to have a quick shower, then I’m going to soak in that thing for like an hour, maybe two.”
“That sounds wonderful,” Honey Lemon said. “Hey, do you think I could join you? That tub is obviously built for two and I wouldn’t mind having a nice soak myself.”
Living together in an apartment that only had one bathroom, the two women had used it simultaneously many times already and had been naked around each other so often that they hardly thought anything of it, but they had never actually bathed together before.
GoGo thought about it for a second. “Eh, sure. Um, did you want us to wash each other’s backs or something?”
“Oh! I didn’t mean joining you in the shower, I was just talking about the jacuzzi. You can go ahead and wash while I get the tub ready, then I’ll use the shower when you’re done with it.”
“Ah, gotcha,” GoGo said. She quickly divested herself of her clothes, leaving them in a pile on the floor, and climbed into the shower while Honey Lemon started filling the jacuzzi with steaming hot water. The hot shower felt wonderful and GoGo could feel the sweat and grime and stench of the dance club washing away, along with some of her fatigue.
When she emerged from the shower, the jacuzzi was just about ready so she hopped straight in, closing her eyes and sighing in contentment as the heat permeated her skin. Neither Honey Lemon nor her clothes were anywhere to be seen but she just assumed both were in the main room, and her guess was proven true a moment later when Honey Lemon returned, herself now undressed as well.
“Hey, I went ahead and hung our dresses up in the closet,” Honey Lemon said. “No need for them to get all wrinkly, especially since we’ll have to wear them again on the way back home.”
“Thanks, Honey Lemon. And thanks for filling the tub. The water is perfect.”
After a quick shower, Honey Lemon joined GoGo in the jacuzzi, letting out a sigh of her own as she got comfortable. “Ahhh! You’re right, this is perfect,” she said as she relaxed in the water. Each of them laid back in the upper portions of the heart while their legs had no choice but to mingle in the lower part of the heart, not that either of them minded. Then GoGo turned on the water jets and they really began to relax.
They sat in companionable silence for a few minutes, simply enjoying the water as it gently soothed their aches and pains from the dance floor. “You know what? Our headquarters needs a spa,” Honey Lemon eventually said. “This feels too good to not be able to do as often as possible, and after risking life and limb protecting the city, I could certainly use something like this to help unwind.”
“Agreed,” GoGo said, stretching out her legs. “And we could even program one of the training bots to be our personal masseuse.”
“Great idea! But since we don’t have one right here...” Honey Lemon said, then reached out and grabbed one of GoGo’s feet.
“Hey! What are you doing?” she asked, surprised.
“You said your feet were sore. I was going to give you a foot massage.”
“You really don’t have to...” GoGo started to say, but faltered as Honey Lemon began to dig her thumbs into the soles of her feet. It was a bit ticklish, but it also felt really good. “Never mind, go ahead,” she said, then leaned back in the tub and just let Honey Lemon continue doing whatever it was she was doing.
For the next ten minutes, Honey Lemon carefully and methodically worked out all the soreness from GoGo’s feet and even worked on her ankles and lower legs. At times her touch was tender, while at others it was quite rough, but at no point was it anything other than absolutely wonderful. She let out an involuntary moan of disappointment when Honey Lemon eventually had to stop.
“Sorry, but my hands are too tired to do any more,” Honey Lemon explained.
“That’s okay, it was wonderful. Thank you. I’d like to return the favour but I know next to nothing about giving a foot massage.”
“It’s not that complicated. You just have to rub gently where things are soft and rub harder where things are hard.”
“For some reason I don’t think it’s quite that simple, but I’ll give it a shot if you’re okay with my lack of skill.”
For the next few minutes, GoGo tried doing as Honey Lemon suggested, but the angles they were sitting at in the tub made things difficult for her to get a good grip when she really didn’t know what she was doing. “This isn’t working,” she said after Honey Lemon let out another small wince of pain as she dug in too hard in the wrong place yet again.
“Why don’t we move to the bed?” Honey Lemon suggested. “That way you’ll be able to get a better grip on things.”
GoGo agreed and they both got out of the jacuzzi. They dried off as best they could but when they went to put on the provided bathrobes, which were also covered in hearts, GoGo said, “Yeah, I’m not wearing that thing,” and headed back to the main room completely nude. Honey Lemon didn’t have GoGo’s distaste for the heart-themed robes but decided that if her roommate was going to stay naked, then she might as well too. Besides, without any nightclothes to wear, they were going to have to sleep in the nude anyway.
With the space the large bed provided, GoGo found it much easier to give Honey Lemon’s feet a proper massage, but similar to Honey Lemon, she quickly found her hands were getting tired. “You’re right. This is kind of tiring,” she said, flexing her sore fingers.