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Saw video of two delicious men desperately kissing each other, rubbing their crotches against each other before pulling their lips away just enough to BREATHE into each others mouths

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Thinking about Hucklerabbot during this heat, miraculously all off at the same time. Normally would try to do something outside but it's too hot to go out today

As it is, their all down to their briefs or boxers in the living room. They have fans going and normally their ac as well, only it had to break in the last few days, so fans and a lack of clothes it was. Dennis couldn't even enjoy the sight of his boyfriends almost naked, feeling like he was melting into their carpet.

"I don't understand how you both are touching right now" he rolled over onto his back to complain, closing his eyes.

"We're both pure of heart" Jack mumbled, getting a offended squawk out of the younger. Ignoring the pointed 'who taught you that?' He reached down to grab a bicep and tug Dennis bodily up and onto the couch.

"Oh my god we're fucking slippery, Jack-"

"Three grown men do not fit on this couch like this-"

A broad wingspan settled over both of them, silencing their protests briefly before they started once more loudly.

They eventually pittered out once it became clear jack wasn't moving.

keep rubbing your brain away for me, dog

such brainless little thing, aren’t you

see how your brain is leaking all over my hand, mmh ? good boy

this is what you were meant for, pup. just a little toy for daddy.

squirt all over your degree for me. it’s useless now anyway, huh puppy ?

such a better fuckhole than a doctor, aren’t you honey ?

shh, i know it hurts but daddy needs it. your only job is to please me anyway, so take it, dog

you never need to make decisions again puppy. daddy does all the thinking now

let uncle robby use you too. i know taking both our cocks is a lot but you can do it sweetheart, c’mon, biiiiig stretch

making out like a couple of teenagers, hot and heavy on the couch, robby nipping at den's bottom lip to hear him whine. hips rolling, movements unconcious, just two bodies writhing in search of friction and pleasure. robby slots a thigh between dennis's leg and he hiccups a moan, desperately rutting. fuck, that eager, denny? that sensitive already? little slut f'me, aren't you?

dennis whimpering little mm, mm, mmh—'s into robby's mouth as his hips work, kissing sloppy, wet, eager, licking into the older man's mouth. robby keeps a hand cupping the back of den's head, guiding him back into a slower pace, mouths moving soft and sweet, syrupy warmth that makes dennis all dizzy. robby grins against his mouth, murmurs theeere you go, that's a pup. got soo excited, huh? patience, puppy, patience... that's okay, keeping rutting on owner's thigh, you're alright...

robby diving back into the kiss, his own desperation bubbling, kissing den's pretty, pink, spit-slick lips again and again and again. sucking and nipping and lapping at his mouth, til dennis is cumming in his jeans, a thick thigh still nestled up between his legs, heartbeat pounding in his crotch. the kiss breaks again as he gasps his pleasure, a-aah! oh, mmnhhh... m'sorry, daddy, m'sorry, didn'... didn' mean to, mmnhh....

its the middle of the night, probably closer to 2 in the morning.

dennis grunts in question, half asleep, and the answer that follows is something hard and thick grinding between his clothed ass cheeks.

this is something that happens... a lot. after dating for a little over 2 and a half years, being woken up by a hot and turned on michael robinavitch is no surprise.

sometimes the hot and turned on michael wakes him up with the early morning sunrise. sometimes - when they're both blessed with a day off together - it's a little closer to brunch and robby's already got food and coffee ready for after they're finished.

but it doesn't matter what time it is, dennis still gives a small mewl in response and opens up to him easily. robby's breath hitches and not caring whether or not his boyfriend is fully awake, he starts to roll down each other's pants.

robby doesn't need a lot, he just needs to feel dennis.

he slips in between his legs, just under the sack, and they both groan together.

dennis let's him have it, his own hand has already reached down to start playing with himself and he's blissed out, drooling in his pillow. he's somewhere in between having the best dream of his life and just awake enough to know he has the best boyfriend a guy could ask for.

robby's groaning and moaning and getting rough the way he always does, he's whispering praises in dennis' ear. saying things like 'take it so good baby-' and '-thank you,'

dennis usually comes first because something about the way robby needs him always sets him off quick.

and robby usually always follows directly after, this time is no different.

it ends with a forceful thrust, a harsh curse and sweet worshipful kisses up and down the back of his neck.

memorizing everything—how you fall apart underneath him, shuddering as he eases into you, praise whispered against your neck, cooing at you when you cum around his cock. it doesn’t hurt that he has easy access to kissing you, either.

vs

robby who likes doggy.

He hates her because he can hear Santos crying late at night and already knows who is to blame. Santos has rose colored glasses around her, but he doesn’t. He can see how cruel she is to his best friend.

He hates how Garcia never cares about how Santos feels, how she walks all over her just because she can. He watches and realizes that Garcia genuinely sees Trinity as less than her, like she’s nothing more than, as she so aptly put it, a stress ball.