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You’re laying on the bed when Pedro walks into the room. The moment his eyes land on you, they darken with raw, unmistakable hunger. He climbs onto the bed and crawls over you slowly, like a predator savoring the moment before he pounces. He’s fully clothed, but you can already feel how hard he is as he presses his body against yours, his thick bulge grinding firmly against your crotch.

He kisses you deeply, hungrily, his tongue sliding into your mouth as one hand grips the back of your neck possessively. His other hand roams down your body, squeezing your thigh, then your ass, pulling you closer so he can grind harder against you.

“I’ve been thinking about this all fucking day,” he growls against your lips, voice low and rough with need. His hips roll slowly, letting you feel every inch of his growing erection through his clothes. The thick, heavy outline of his cock presses insistently against you. 

“I need you so bad it hurts.”

After several long, intense minutes of making out and grinding, Pedro pulls back, breathing heavily, eyes dark with lust. He stands at the end of the bed and starts stripping slowly, teasing you.

He unbuttons his shirt one button at a time, revealing his broad chest, then shrugs it off completely. His pants and underwear come next, he pushes them down in one smooth motion and steps out of them. His thick 7 inch cock springs free, already rock hard and curving sharply upward. The fat mushroom head pokes out of his foreskin swollen and glistening with pre-cum. His balls hang heavy and full below. He stands there for a moment, letting you take in his fully naked body, muscular arms, broad shoulders, powerful thighs, and that gorgeous, heavy cock throbbing for you. He playfully flexes his biceps, showing off confidently fully naked and erect, his manhood jutting out twitching with arousal as he flexes his muscles. The sight of this makes you take your clothes off, eager for him.

Pedro crawls onto the bed like a predator, moving up your body slowly. His hard cock drags along your leg. When he reaches you, he looks down with those big, pleading puppy eyes.

“Please… I need you,” he begs, voice deep and desperate. “I want you so bad.”

Then he pounces.

He kisses you hard again, grinding his cock against yours. You both reach down and start jerking each other off, stroking each other’s hard cocks with needy hands.

“Fuck, you feel so good,” Pedro groans, thumb rubbing over your cockhead, spreading your pre-cum. “I love how hard you are for me.”

He moves down your body and takes you into his mouth, sucking you eagerly. His tongue swirls around the head, sucking hard while his hand strokes the base. The wet sounds of his mouth working your cock fill the room as he bobs his head, taking you deeper.

You pull him up and return the favor, taking his thick curved cock into your mouth. You suck him sloppily, pulling the foreskin back to tongue the sensitive head, tasting his salty pre-cum as you take him deeper, bobbing your head while stroking the base.

“God… your mouth feels incredible,” Pedro groans, hips twitching and eyes rolling back. “Suck my cock just like that, baby.” He gyrates his hips, forcing himself deeper.

You both move to ass play. Pedro spreads your legs wide and buries his face between your cheeks, licking and sucking at your hole. His tongue pushes inside you, fucking you deeply while he strokes your cock.

“Fuck… your ass tastes so good,” he moans, tongue-fucking you harder. “So tight and perfect for me.” You do the same to him, spreading his round, juicy ass and rimming him passionately. Pedro is much louder when his ass is being eaten, whimpering, moaning, and pushing back desperately.

“Ahhh… fuck, your tongue feels so good inside me,” he whimpers, gripping the sheets. “Deeper… mmm… please…”

Pedro flips you and rims you again before slicking his thick curved cock with plenty of lube, and pushes inside your hole slowly at first, letting you feel every thick inch stretching you open.

“Mmm you’re so tight, my good fucking boy” he groans, sinking deeper. He starts fucking you hard and aggressive, but still romantic, kissing you, looking into your eyes, whispering how much he wants you.

You scream in pleasure as he pounds you, his thick curved cock hitting your prostate with every thrust. He fucks you relentlessly, grunting and moaning deeply. 

You’re on your back with your legs locked high around his waist as Pedro rails you relentlessly. His massive cock slams into you with raw power, stretching you wide open with every brutal stroke. His hips snap forward harder and faster, sweat dripping off his body onto yours.

He’s getting close. His breathing turns ragged and desperate, deep grunts mixing with high-pitched whimpers that grow louder with every thrust. 

“Fuck… fuck… you’re gonna make me cum,” he growls, voice hoarse. His thrusts become savage, almost punishing. “So deep… oh shit… I can’t hold it…”

Pedro starts whimpering uncontrollably, broken and needy, his face twisted in pleasure. The sounds coming out of him are filthy, deep grunts mixed with desperate moans that get louder and more frantic. 

Suddenly, he lets out a raw, animalistic groan and yanks you up hard, pulling your body up against his in a crushing embrace. Your chests slam together, skin slick with sweat.

He wraps his muscular arms around you, holding you impossibly tight as he keeps fucking you with short, aggressive thrusts. Then he lays you back down without pulling out, still buried to the hilt, and immediately buries his face deep in your neck.

“I’m cumming… FUCK HERE IT COMES!” he screams, voice cracking loudly right against your ear. His entire body seizes up violently. He lets out a long, broken, gut filled moan that turns into a desperate whimper as his thick cock starts pulsing violently inside you. He cums hard, loud, aggressive, and messy. Rope after thick, heavy rope of hot cum floods deep into your ass as he grunts and whimpers through every powerful spurt.

“Take it… that’s it take all of it…fuck yeah!” he moans loudly, voice shaking, hips jerking erratically as he keeps pumping you full. His arms squeeze you tighter, trembling hard against your body while he rides out the intense orgasm, whimpering and groaning into your neck the entire time. It feels endless. Your own cock throbs and spurts cum all over both your stomachs. Both of you ejaculate in full orgasmic pleasure, His body keeps shaking against yours, breath hot and ragged against your skin as the final waves crash through him.

After a long, shuddering moment, Pedro finally starts to come down. He stays buried deep inside you, breathing hard, placing sloppy, exhausted kisses along your neck and jaw.

Then he slowly pulls out. His thick cock is still hard, glistening and absolutely covered in lube and his own cum. A thick white strand stretches from his cockhead to your wrecked, leaking hole before breaking. Pedro looks down at you with dark eyes, then leans in and kisses you, deep, slow, and passionately. His tongue slides against yours with lazy affection as one hand gently cups the back of your head. “Jesus Christ…” he whispers breathlessly as he eyes your cum on both your skin, he runs his fingers in it, bringing the sweet milky liquid to his mouth, licking it up. 

“So fucking good, baby. My love really enjoyed that, didn't you?” He lays on top of you, sweaty and spent, kissing you softly between heavy breaths, completely lost in the afterglow.

In the aftermath of their breakups with Lucy, Harry and John found themselves together in New York city. What started as polite, awkward run-ins slowly turned into something much more. They met up for drinks, vented about dating apps, and eventually started texting daily. Harry, with his easy confidence and sharp humor, became the one person John could actually be honest with. One night, they were in Harry’s luxurious apartment, the city lights flickering through the half-open blinds, empty beer bottles on the coffee table. 

The conversation had drifted from exes to sex lives. Harry leaned back on the couch, leg folded over the other. “I hooked up with this twink last weekend, total slutty bottom, super eager. It was hot. I’ve always been bi, you know? Cock, pussy, doesn’t matter to me if the chemistry’s there. Love is love. Gender’s just… packaging.”

John was quiet for a long moment, his heart hammered. He’d been replaying this conversation in his head for weeks.

“Harry… can I tell you something?” John’s voice was low and vulnerable. Harry sat up, expression immediately softening. “Of course. You can tell me anything.” John swallowed hard. “Lately I’ve been… thinking about you. A lot. Not just as a friend. Sexually. I keep imagining you on top of me. Holding me down. Taking control.” He let out a shaky breath. “I’ve never been with a man before. Never even kissed one. But I get hard just thinking about being fucked… by you.” 

The silence stretched for a few seconds. Harry’s eyes searched John’s face carefully.

“John… are you sure? This isn’t just some trauma from Lucy is it?”

“I’ve always thought I was straight” John admitted, voice cracking slightly. “But these feelings for you are so strong. I want you, Harry. I want to feel what gay sex is like. I’ve been jerking off thinking about you for weeks and it’s driving me insane.”

Harry moved closer on the couch, their knees touching. “Hey, look at me.” He gently tilted John’s chin up. “I’m really into you too. I’ve noticed the way you look at me lately. It turns me on, man. But I need you to know…if we do this, it doesn’t have to mean anything you’re not ready for. No labels. No pressure. If you freak out tomorrow, we can pretend it never happened and stay friends. Your comfort comes first.”

John’s eyes were filled with nerves and need. “I don’t want to pretend. I want to jump in the deep end with you. I trust you.” Harry smiled softly, then leaned in. Their first kiss was slow and passionate. Then hunger took over. John whimpered into Harry’s mouth as strong hands pulled him closer. They made out heavily on the couch, shirts coming off in messy tugs, hands exploring bare skin. “Bedroom,” Harry murmured against John’s lips. “Now.”

Clothes left a trail down the hallway. When they stood naked in front of each other, cocks hard and heavy, John stared openly at Harry’s thick, veined erection. It was rock-hard and heavy, standing thick and proud. It was noticeably girthy, easily thicker than John’s own. He pulls his foreskin back, the massive, exposed head swollen and blunt, pointing straight toward John’s face like it had a mind of its own. 

“Fuck, Harry…” John breathed, voice hoarse with awe and nerves. “Look at that. Your cock is so thick. The head is huge. And your balls… they look so full.”

Harry gave a low, sexualised chuckle, slowly stroking himself once. “You like what you see?”

“I can’t stop staring,” John admitted. “It’s intimidating as hell… but I want it.” Harry stepped closer until the fat head of his cock was mere inches from John’s lips. “Then take it, baby. It’s yours tonight.” John sank to his knees, heart pounding. He wrapped one hand around the thick base, his fingers barely met, and leaned in. He started by licking the underside of the shaft, then swirled his tongue around the massive cockhead, tasting the salty pre-cum that was already leaking from the slit. “Shit, that feels good,” Harry groaned, one hand gently resting on John’s head. “Take your time.”

John opened his mouth wider and took the thick head inside. He sucked eagerly, hollowing his cheeks, but the sheer girth quickly made him choke.

John gagged as the fat head hit the back of his throat. His eyes watered, but he didn’t pull off. Instead, he reached around and grabbed Harry’s firm, muscular ass cheeks with both hands, pulling him forward, forcing more of that thick cock deeper into his mouth.

“Fuck, John,” Harry moaned, voice rough with pleasure. “You’re really going for it. You okay?” John pulled back just enough to gasp for air, strings of spit connecting his lips to the glistening cockhead. “It’s so fucking thick… I can barely fit half. But I want more.” He dove back down immediately, sucking sloppily, bobbing his head while gripping and kneading Harry’s ass, fingers digging into the flesh as he tried to take even more. Harry’s hips twitched, fighting the urge to thrust. “That’s it, baby. Grab my ass while you suck me. You look so good like this, on your knees, choking on my fat cock. You’re doing so fucking well for your first time.” He pushed forward a little more, feeding another inch into John’s eager, struggling mouth until he gagged hard again, tears slipping down his cheeks.

“Easy, easy,” Harry soothed, pulling back slightly and stroking John’s hair. “Don’t force it too much. We’ve got all night.”

They switched, Harry guided John down and took control naturally. “Let me taste you now” He sucked John’s cock with slow, wet licks, taking his cock better as he is more experienced, then he moved lower, spreading John’s cheeks and licking over his virgin hole. “Fuck…Harry…” John gasped, hips twitching. “That feels… incredible.”

“You like my tongue in your ass?” Harry teased between long, filthy licks. “Gonna get you nice and wet for my dick.”

After several minutes of rimming and fingering, John was shaking with need. “Please, Harry. I want you inside me. Fuck me.”Harry lubed his thick cock generously and knelt between John’s spread thighs. “Breathe for me, baby. Relax.”

First attempt. Harry pressed the fat head against John’s tight hole and pushed. 

John immediately tensed, face twisting.“Ah fuck, it burns! It’s too big, Harry. I can’t…”

Harry pulled back instantly and leaned down to kiss him tenderly. “Shh, it’s okay. You’re doing great. First times are always tough. We go at your pace.”

They tried again after more lube and patient fingering. 

Second attempt. The head popped in. John groaned loudly, gripping the sheets. “Shit… shit, I feel so full already and you’re barely inside. It hurts but… I don’t want you to stop.”

“You’re gripping me so tight,” Harry groaned, voice strained with pleasure. “So fucking tight. You’re doing amazing. Want me to keep going?” John nodded, but after another inch the burn became too intense. He tapped Harry’s hip. “Fuck stop for a second.”

Harry withdrew carefully and rolled onto his back, stroking his slick cock. He spread his own cheeks, showing his smooth, tight hole. “We can switch if you want. I’ll let you top tonight. You don’t have to push through the pain, John.”

John stared at Harry’s offered ass, breathing hard, cock hardening again. For a moment he considered it. Then stubborn determination crossed his face.

“No. I need this. I’ve fantasized about you fucking me for too long. I want to feel you stretch me open and own me. Please, Harry… try one more time.”

Harry’s expression darkened with lust and affection. He flipped John onto his stomach, covering him with his bigger body. “Alright, stubborn boy. Deep breath. I’ve got you.”

Third attempt. Harry lined up and drove forward with steady pressure. This time John’s body opened.“Fuuck yesss…oh my god!” John cried out as the thick cock sank deeper and deeper. “I can feel every inch… so deep inside me.” Harry bottomed out with a moan, hips pressed against John’s ass. “Holy shit, baby. You took the whole thing. Such a good boy for me. How does it feel?” 

“Full… so fucking full,” John panted, tears of overwhelm and pleasure leaking from his eyes. “Move, Harry. Please fuck me. Dominate me like I’ve been dreaming.” Harry started with long, slow strokes, letting John adjust. The wet sounds of lube and skin filled the room. “That’s it. Taking my thick cock so deep in your tight little hole. You feel incredible.”“Harder,” John begged, pushing back. “I can take it now. Own this ass, Harry.” 

The pace quickened. Harry fucked him passionately, deep, powerful thrusts that made the bed creak. He gripped John’s hips, angling to nail his prostate on every stroke.

“Fuck! right there!” John moaned loudly. “Your cock is hitting something inside me… feels so good.”

“Yeah? That’s your prostate, baby. Gonna make you cum hands-free if I keep pounding it.” Harry growled, leaning down to bite John’s shoulder. “Never thought I’d be balls-deep in you, but goddamn, this ass is perfect. So hot and tight around me.” John was whimpering and moaning with every thrust. “I love it… I love being your bottom. Fuck me harder, Harry. Use me.” Harry obliged, slamming into him with raw need while stroking John’s leaking cock. Their dirty talk grew filthier and more intimate, praise, encouragement, and raw desire mixing together.“ 

You’re mine tonight,” Harry panted. “Gonna fill this virgin hole with my cum.”

“Please… cum inside me,” John gasped. “I’m so close…” John came first, crying out as his orgasm crashed over him, hole clenching rhythmically around Harry’s thick shaft. Harry followed seconds later, burying himself to the hilt and pumping rope after rope of hot cum deep inside John with a long, satisfied groan.They stayed connected, Harry gently kissing the back of John’s neck and shoulders as they caught their breath.

“You okay?” Harry whispered tenderly. “Was that everything you wanted?”

John turned his head, smiling shakily. “Better. I feel… wrecked in the best way. Thank you for being patient with me.”

Harry pulled out slowly and gathered John into his arms. “Anytime. We’re in this together, whatever this turns out to be. No rush.”

John nestled against his chest, content and sore. “Yeah we will do this again… and next time i’m also gonna fuck you back”

Harry nods in mutual agreement “it’s only fair we take turns baby, vers is the best.” 

The hotel suite overlooking London was quiet except for the low hum of the city below. It was late, the end of a filming day for Fantastic four, and Joseph Quinn had been wrestling with something heavier than Reed Richards’ stretching powers for weeks. 

He’d invited Pedro Pascal up under the pretense of “advice” but they both knew it was more than that. Joseph’s hands shook slightly as he poured them each a whiskey from the minibar. Pedro, wearing his casual black hoodie and sweats, leaned against the window, watching the younger actor with that calm, knowing half-smile.

“I’ve been… experimenting,” Joseph started, voice low. “With guys. A little. Kissing, touching. Nothing full on yet. It’s messing with my head. I know you’re bi so I figured if anyone would get it, it’s you.”

Pedro took a slow sip, eyes steady. “Yeah, I get it. Bisexuality isn’t a switch you flip, It’s a spectrum”

Joseph sat on the edge of the bed, staring into his glass. “Tell me about it. The hookups. What it felt like. No filter.”

Pedro laughed. He set his glass down and crossed to the bed, sitting close enough that their knees brushed. 

“Alright. You asked. I’ve done it all. I’ve eaten pussy, sucked cock, bent men over and pounded their asses. Men, women, top, bottom, I'm open to it all.”

“I've had threesomes where I'm fucking a pussy with a guy rimming my ass. Every hole is a good hole in my eyes.”

Joseph’s breathing had gone shallow. His cock was already half-hard in his jeans just from listening. “Jesus, Pedro…”

Pedro’s voice dropped, intimate. “Your turn. What’s really going on in that head of yours?”

Joseph swallowed hard. 

“I’m attracted to you. Like… properly. Have been since we started shooting. And I keep thinking about bottoming. Not just fingers or toys. The real thing. I want to know what it feels like to have someone inside me”

The air between them thickened. Pedro reached out, cupped Joseph’s jaw. 

“You sure? Going straight into bottoming for the first time is a brave task”

“Yeah, i want it”

Their mouths met, soft at first, as they kiss passionately, hands roamed, shirts yanked off, belts clinking to the floor. They stripped each other right there beside the bed, skin hot against skin. Pedro’s body was solid and tanned, Joseph’s was leaner and paler, a twink compared to pedro.

When Pedro’s sweats dropped, his cock sprang free, thick, heavy, already rock hard, the foreskin partly covering the thick massive head, veins standing out along the shaft. It was massive, meaty, seven and a half inches and above average thick that Joseph’s eyes widened.

“Fuck… that's big” Joseph anxiously admitted, a flicker of doubt crossing his face. “I don’t know if I can…” 

“You can,” Pedro reassured, kissing him again. “We’ll prep you right. Lots of lube. I’ll go slow. You say stop, we stop.”

They moved to the bed. Pedro laid Joseph down on his back, spreading his legs wide. Foreplay was slow, filthy, and perfect. Pedro took Joseph’s cock into his mouth first, sucking while his fingers teased Joseph’s balls and then lower, circling his hole. Joseph moaned, hips bucking, hands fisting the sheets. He returned the favor, wrapping his lips around Pedro’s massive erection, tasting the chilean meat, struggling to take more than half before gagging but loving the weight of it on his tongue. They sixty-nined for a while, mouths and fingers everywhere, Pedro sucking Joseph’s cock while sliding a lubed finger into his ass, then two, making them hit that spot that made Joseph cry out. Joseph’s own fingers explored Pedro’s thick ass too, feeling the tight heat clench around him, the older man groaning encouraging more.

When Pedro finally slicked his cock with more lube than usual, coating it from tip to balls until it glistened, he pressed the huge head against Joseph’s entrance. “Breathe, baby. Here it comes”

The stretch burned immediately, intense and overwhelming. His hole clenched hard around the first inch, a sharp gasp escaping him. “Shit! fuck, it’s too much!”

Pedro froze, stroking Joseph’s chest, kissing his neck. “I’ve got you. We’ll go slow.” He pulled out, gave Joseph a minute, then tried again. Still too tight. Joseph’s face contorted, moaning loud and hard, sweat beading on his forehead, cock softening slightly from the discomfort.

Pedro noticed instantly. “Okay let's have a break.” He pulled out completely, cock throbbing upwards in the air, foreskin pulled back, shaft shiny and dripping with lube down to his heavy balls. 

“You’re doing amazing. First time bottoming is always like this. Your body needs to learn that it feels good. We’ll do other stuff till you’re ready again.”

They shifted to mutual masturbation and rimming, Pedro burying his face between Joseph’s cheeks, tongue fucking into that tight ring until Joseph was whimpering and hard again. Then Pedro sat on Joseph’s face, grinding his thick ass against his nose as Joseph rims his hole. “That's it, imagine my hole is a pussy, get right in there” spreading his cheeks wider.

Then Joseph sucked Pedro off sloppily, drooling down his chin, while Pedro fingered him open with three fingers now, plenty of lube. They rubbed their cocks together, frotting slow and slick, kissing messily the whole time.

Second attempt. Joseph was on all fours this time, ass up. Pedro knelt behind him, one hand on Joseph’s hip, the other guiding his cock. “Still okay?”

“Yeah…I'm ready”

The head popped past the ring this time, Joseph’s hole stretched obscenely around the thick shaft, a long deep moan tearing from his throat. “Oh god! fuck, I feel so…fuck…”

Pedro stayed perfectly still once he was halfway in, letting Joseph adjust, murmuring praise. “That’s it. Taking me so well. Look at you, such a good boy” He rocked forward another inch, then another, until he was buried to the hilt, balls pressed against Joseph’s ass. Joseph’s arms trembled, sweat dripping down his back, but the burn was shifting into something pleasureable, as he took dick in his ass for the first time.

Pedro started thrusting, slow at first, then deeper, building a rhythm. The wet slap of lube and skin filled the room. Joseph’s cock leaked steadily onto the sheets beneath him. “Harder,” he gasped after a minute. “I think… I think I like it.”

Pedro growled, gripping Joseph’s hips tighter, fucking him properly now, long, steady strokes that had Joseph’s eyes rolling back. 

They flipped to missionary, Joseph’s legs wrapped around Pedro’s waist so they could kiss through every thrust. Pedro’s cock throbbed inside him, foreskin sliding with every stroke, lube squelching obscenely. “Such a good fucking boy” pedro panted, edging closer to climax.

Then suddenly Joseph screamed “FUCKKK!” He cums hands free, overwhelmed by Pedro's massive size, painting his own stomach and chest in thick ropes while his hole clenched around Pedro. 

Pedro is amazed “damn joe you're such a good boy, cumming for me like that, i’m impressed” his breath get shallower leading to his climax following seconds later, burying himself deep laying on top of Joseph grunting hard into his neck as he floods Joseph’s insides with hot cum, groaning his name. 

They stayed locked together afterward, panting and a sweaty mess. Pedro pulled out his still hard cock out slowly, a trickle of lube and cum leaking from Joseph’s reddened, thoroughly used hole. 

“How was that babe?" Pedro asked while softly kissing Joseph’s neck.

“That… that was amazing” he responded out of breath.

i've rewritten my de noche fic to add more plot and detail so here it is

characters: Richard rent (pedro pascal) Joe thomas (danny ramirez)

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The steam rose thick and heavy from the dented tin tub in the dim back room of the dodgy motel. Water splashed loudly as Joe Thomas’s lean, sweat-streaked body gleaming under the low glow stood in his underwear, pouring the last bucketful in. He glanced over at Richard Rent, who stood fully clothed against the wall.

“Water’s scarce out here Rent,” Joe said, voice low and rough “Strip and get in. Save what we got. Or are you gonna stand there like a damn prude all night?”

Richard’s jaw clenched. His eyes flicked involuntarily to Joe’s now naked form, his thick thighs, the dark trail leading down from his navel, the heavy swing of his cock as he stepped into the tub and sank down with a groan. “fuck…” richard thought to himself, swallowing hard. “I’m fine.”

Joe leaned back, arms draped over the tub’s edge. “Suit yourself, unless you want to smell like shit”

Richard hesitated, fists tight at his sides. Then, cursing under his breath, he yanked off his shirt, pants, everything. His body was solid, scarred from years of this life, but the second the cool air hit his skin, his cock twitched and began to thicken, betraying him. He grabbed it with one big hand, trying to hide the growing length as he stepped over and lowered himself into the cramped tub opposite Joe, their knees knocked, water surged up around them.

They scrubbed in silence at first. Soap slick hands moved over chests, arms, backs. Richard focused on the wall, pretending not to take notice of Joe's nudity. His cock was getting harder now, pressed against his palm under the water. He ignored it.

Joe’s eyes narrowed. He’d noticed. Of course he had. “The fuck is that, Rent?” 

Richard’s hand shot down instinctively, gripping his erection tighter, trying to shove it between his legs. “Shut up. It’s nothing. Body’s just… reacting. Drop it.”

Joe didn’t drop it. He leaned forward. “Bullshit. You’ve been staring at me since I got naked. Is that why you were so damn hesitant?”

Richard stood up, one hand still attempting to shield his crotch while he scrubbed his legs and ass with the other. The thick cockhead still jutted out above his fist, veined shaft and heavy balls partially visible no matter how hard he tried to shield them. He turned slightly, soaping his buttocks and hole, cheeks clenching around his soapy fingers. 

“It’s the soap, alright? The heat. I’m not… fuck, just leave it alone, Thomas.”

Joe’s gaze burned into him. “You’re full of shit. Look at you, still trying to hide it and failing. Why the hell are you hard for me, Rent? You got a thing for guys? For me?”

Richard sat back down, their bodies were closer now, knees locked together in the tiny tub. “I said drop it,” he growled, voice tight with warning. But Joe’s own cock was starting to thicken visibly under the water. Richard’s eyes flicked down, then back up. 

“Oh, look at that. You’re getting hard too, you hypocritical prick. What’s your excuse?”

Joe’s face darkened. “Don’t turn this on me. Answer the damn question.”

Richard grabbed the soap again. His hand wrapped around his own throbbing cock under the water, thorough, slow, almost jerking it now as he “washed” it. Long strokes from base to leaking head, foreskin being pulled back and forth, balls cupped and tugged. 

Joe’s eyes widened. “The hell are you doing? That’s not washing, that’s stroking your dick right in front of me. You think I’m stupid? Tell me why you’re hard for me, Rent, or I swear to god…”

He snapped. Richard exploded up out of the tub, water slapping out, standing fully exposed and towering over Joe. His massive cock jutted out angry and rigid, shaft pulsing, head glistening. 

“You want the fucking truth, Thomas? Fine! I’m gay, alright? I’ve been gay my whole goddamn life and I hate it. Every time I look at a man like you, strong, built, cocky as hell. 

I get hard and it makes me sick. I’ve fought it for years. Fucked women who i didn’t want. I’m disgusted of myself, but you? You walk around naked, all that muscle and that smug fucking face, and my dick doesn’t give a shit what my head says.”

He grabbed his thick meaty cock in one fist and waved it aggressively in Joe’s face, taunting.

“I want to pin you down and fuck you till you can’t walk. I want your mouth on this dick right now, sucking it like you mean it. Touch it. Suck it. Prove I’m right, that I’m just a pathetic queer who can’t keep it together around you”

The words hung raw and violent, Richard’s hand kept pumping his cock in furious, aggressive strokes, chest heaving, eyes blazing with rage and shame and raw need.

Then the realization hit him like a slap. His face sunk. He’d said too much. Way too fucking much. His hand froze mid-stroke on his still-throbbing erection. The tub went dead silent except for the drip of water and their ragged breathing.

Joe stared up at him, his own cock now fully hard and untouched between his legs. Neither moved.

His eyes locked on Richard’s throbbing cock just inches from his face. Richard’s chest heaved, his hand still gripping the base of his thick erection, regret and raw hunger warring across his face.

Joe finally responded. “You serious.”

Richard didn’t answer. He just stood there, exposed, breathing hard.

Seconds stretched. Then Joe exhaled sharply, like something inside him snapped. His hand shot up and wrapped around Richard’s cock, firm, calloused fingers squeezing the shaft. Richard’s hips jerked forward involuntarily.

“Fuck…” Joe muttered, voice low and rough. He leaned in, hesitated, then dragged his tongue slowly up the underside, tasting the salty precum beading at the slit. He swirled his tongue around the swollen head, lips parting to take it into his mouth with a wet, hungry suck.

Richard groaned, deep and broken, one hand flying to Joe’s wet hair.

They stumbled out of the tub together, Joe grabbed a rough towel and started dragging it over Richard’s chest, shoulders, and back, pressing hard, almost angry, like he was trying to memorize every muscle. Richard did the same, drying Joe’s torso with rough strokes, their hands moving faster, rougher. Towels dropped. Mouths crashed together in a violent kiss, tongues fighting for dominance.

Joe shoved Richard back against the wall. “You want this so bad? Then take it.”

They worshipped each other with hands and mouths, Joe dropping to his knees again, swallowing Richard’s cock deep into his throat while Richard’s fingers tangled in his hair, fucking his face with short, aggressive thrusts. Then Richard pulled him up, spun him around, and returned the favor, sucking Joe’s thick cock with desperate, sloppy hunger, gagging himself on it like he’d been starving for years.

They moved to the small bed in the corner, still damp, still hard. Richard pushed Joe down onto his back and climbed over him, their cocks sliding together in a hot, wet grind. 

Deep, bruising, biting kisses while their hands roamed, squeezing asses, pinching nipples, stroking each other’s leaking shafts.

Joe grabbed the back of Richard’s neck. “You gonna keep talking about how much you want me, or are you gonna fuck me?”

Richard spat on his hand, slicked his cock, and pushed Joe’s legs back. With one rough thrust he buried himself halfway inside Joe’s tight heat. Joe moaned hard, gripping Richard’s shoulders hard enough to leave marks. Richard thrust deeper, bottoming out with a guttural groan, then started fucking him. Hard, relentless strokes that made the bed slam against the wall.

Their bodies slapped together, Joe’s hand wrapped around his own cock, stroking in time with Richard’s thrusts, while Richard leaned down to bite and suck at his neck, his chest, growling filthy confessions between thrusts.

“I’ve wanted this… wanted your ass… wanted to feel you squeeze my cock like this for weeks, you bastard…”

Joe flipped them suddenly, straddling Richard and riding him with aggressive rolls of his hips, taking control. He pinned Richard’s wrists above his head and fucked himself on that thick cock like it was a toy.

They came hard, first Joe, shooting thick ropes across Richard’s chest and stomach with a broken shout, then Richard, burying himself deep and filling Joe with pulse after pulse, hips stuttering as he growled and whimpered Joe’s name like a curse and a prayer.

They collapsed together, chests heaving, bodies tangled and trembling. Joe’s hand lazily stroked Richard’s softening cock, smearing the mess between them. Richard stared at the ceiling, breathing still shaky, one arm draped possessively over Joe’s back.

Neither spoke for a long moment.

Then Joe muttered against his shoulder, smirking with his voice hoarse, “You got what you wanted?”

The lights of their LA apartment cast a warm glow over the leather couch where Pedro Pascal and his boyfriend Alex were chilling after a long busy day. Pedro is wearing a tight black button-down that hugged his broad shoulders and a pair of dark jeans that strained against his thickening bulge, Alex in a simple white tee and gray sweatpants that did nothing to hide the growing outline of his own cock. They were both vers and tonight was one of their favorite rituals, slow, teasing foreplay that built until they couldn’t wait to flip fuck each other.

Pedro leaned in first, his large hand sliding up Alex’s thigh while their mouths met in a hungry, open mouthed kiss. Tongues tangled as Pedro’s fingers traced Alex’s sweatpants, Alex moaned into the kiss, palming Pedro’s chest through the shirt, thumbs circling his nipples until they peaked hard against the cotton. They ground against each other, hips rolling in slow circles. Pedro’s thick bulge pressing against Alex’s. 

Alex’s hand dipped lower, cupping Pedro’s growing erection through the jeans, squeezing the heavy weight while Pedro growled, “Fuck, you feel how hard you’re making me already?”

Clothes started coming off in a heated rush. Pedro unbuttoned his shirt slowly, letting it fall open to reveal his broad muscled chest and soft belly, then shrugged it off his shoulders. Alex yanked his own shirt over his head, exposing his lean, toned torso. Jeans and sweatpants were shoved down together, Pedro’s cock sprang free first, and Alex’s eyes widened at the sight. Pedro’s erection was extremely thick, a veiny rock hard monster that curved slightly upward, his foreskin clung halfway over the fat head, the skin stretched tight around the girth that made Alex’s mouth water. Alex’s own cock bobbed free next, same length but slimmer and cut, both men now completely naked, hard cocks touching as they stood to face each other.

Naked body worship came next, Pedro dropped to his knees first, hands roaming up Alex’s thighs. He nuzzled Alex’s balls, licking before sucking one into his mouth, then the other, humming around them while Alex’s fingers tangled in Pedro’s hair. Pedro’s tongue traced every inch of Alex’s shaft, swirling around the head, tasting the salty pre-cum before swallowing him down in one smooth motion, throat relaxing to take him to the root. Alex groaned, hips twitching, but Pedro pulled off with a wet pop and stood, turning the tables.

Alex worshipped Pedro’s body like it was a masterpiece, hands sliding over the thick muscle of his chest, pinching his nipples, then dropping lower to grip that massive cock. He stroked it slowly, foreskin sliding back and forth over the swollen head, exposing the glistening slit. “God, this thing is so fucking thick,” Alex murmured, leaning in to lick the fat vein running along the underside. He put it in his mouth, lips stretching wide around the girth, jaw aching in the best way as he bobbed, spit dripping down the shaft while Pedro’s hands guided him gently.

They moved to the bed, still trading oral, 69ing working each other’s cocks and balls until both were slick with spit and throbbing. Pedro rolled on top first, flipping Alex onto his stomach. “My turn to fuck you,” he growled, reaching for the bottle of lube on the nightstand. He used way too much, squirting a thick load onto his palm. He slathered it all over his cock in explicit, messy strokes, the cool, slick gel coating every inch of that abnormally thick shaft, making it shine. Pedro pulled his foreskin all the way back, exposing the fat, sensitive head completely, then he poured even more lube directly onto it, letting it run down the veiny length. He stroked himself slowly, the wet sounds loud and filthy “schlick,schlick,schlick” as excess lube dripped from his balls and soaked the sheets. “Gotta make sure this fat cock slides in easy,” he muttered, voice thick with lust, before pressing the slippery, lube drenched head against Alex’s hole.

He lined up, pressed the slippery, bloated crown against Alex’s loose slick hole, and sank in with one long, smooth glide. The extra lube made it obscene, a wet, sucking sound as the thick girth stretched Alex wide, the rim clinging and stretching around Pedro’s shaft. Pedro bottomed out with a groan, heavy balls pressed tight against Alex’s ass. He held there a second, letting Alex feel every pulsing inch, then started fucking. 

Long, deep strokes that pulled almost all the way out before slamming back in. Pedro’s thick cock pistoned relentlessly, the wet slap of skin on skin mixing with the squelching glide of all the lube. Alex’s hands gripped Pedro’s biceps, nails digging in as Pedro angled up, nailing his prostate on every other stroke until Alex was leaking precum steadily onto his own stomach.

After several minutes of deep, punishing fucking, Pedro slowed, breathing ragged. “Your turn,” he murmured, pulling out, his cock springing free, still rock hard and coated in a shiny sheen of lube and precum. A thick string of it connected the tip to Alex’s gaping hole before it snapped.

They flipped without words. Alex pushed Pedro onto his back, straddling his hips. Pedro’s legs fell open willingly, thick thighs spread, that massive erection lying heavy against his stomach. Alex grabbed the bottle, squirting a load onto his own cock, stroking it through the slick until it gleamed, then poured even more directly over Pedro’s hole, watching it run down the cleft and pool under him.

Alex lined up, nudged the head against Pedro’s rim, and pushed. Pedro took him easier due to Alex’s thinner size, moaning loud and low as Alex slid in in one smooth motion. He started slow, savoring the way Pedro’s walls gripped him, then built sharp, deliberate thrusts that made Pedro’s thick cock bounce against his belly with every snap of hips. Pedro’s hands roamed Alex’s chest, pinching nipples, then slid down to stroke his own leaking shaft in time with the fucking. The room filled again with wet sounds, the sloppy glide of Alex’s cock plunging in and out, the slap of Alex’s balls against Pedro’s ass, Pedro stroking up and down his own cock for extra stimulation.

They then switched again. After Alex had Pedro trembling on the edge, they rolled, Pedro back on top, reapplying that ridiculous amount of lube one more time. He slathered his cock fresh, foreskin tugged all the way back so the fat head was fully exposed and shining, excess dripping everywhere. He folded Alex’s legs over his shoulders this time, folding him in half, and drove in deep, harder now, chasing his own release. The lube made every thrust glide smooth yet stretched Alex to his limit. Pedro fucked with rolling hips, grinding deep, thick shaft dragging over Alex’s prostate until Alex was shaking, cock untouched and leaking steadily.

They came almost together, Alex first, grunting into Pedro’s mouth as thick ropes shot across his own chest and stomach, splattering up to his collarbone. The sight pushed Pedro over the edge, he pulled his wet cock out with quick ease, thick ropes shot out hands free over Alex’s cum stricken body before Pedro even had the chance to stroke himself, making Pedro moan loud and deep.

You are in Pedro's LA home, Pedro is sitting on the edge of the living room sofa, elbows on his knees, staring at his own hands. He wanted you to come over as he wanted to speak to you personally. You’re leaning against the wall, arms crossed loosely, wondering what is on his mind. He finally speaks, voice quieter than usual.

“I’ve been trying to figure out how to say this for months.” A small, self-deprecating laugh. “And I still don’t know how to say it.” He drags a hand through his hair, leaving it messier than before. When he looks up, his eyes look emotional.

“I’m in love with you. Not in a ‘you’re my best friend and also hot’ kind of way, I mean I wake up thinking about your laugh and I fall asleep wondering if you’re thinking about me too. I want to touch you all the time. I want to tell people you’re mine. And it’s fucking terrifying.”

He exhales hard through his mouth.

“Because the second this gets out, paparazzi, social media dissecting and judging, everything changes. My career’s already walking a tightrope half the time. I’ve seen what they do to people. To relationships. And I…” He stops. “I couldn’t handle it if you decided I wasn’t worth it. If you looked at me one day and realized the baggage was too heavy.”

You walk closer and sit onto the sofa beside him. Close enough that your knee brushes his.

“Pedro.”

He flinches at his own name like it’s too much.

You reach out, rest your palm on the back of his neck, thumb brushing the short hair there. “Look at me, I’ve been in love with you since the day we met,” you say quietly. “I just didn’t say anything because I thought you weren’t into relationships or not interested in me like that.”

A shaky breath leaves him.

You slide your hand around to cup his jaw, turn his face fully toward you.

“I feel the same…” You both look at each other in the eyes, You lean in first, slow, giving him a chance to pull back.

He doesn’t.

The kiss starts careful. Lips brushing, then he makes a low, broken sound in his throat and his hand fists in your shirt, dragging you closer. The kiss turns desperate fast, open mouths, tonguing, teeth gently biting lips. 

You climb into his lap without breaking apart. His big hands roam up your back, under your shirt “Fuck,” he breathes against your mouth. “I’ve wanted this for so long.”

You kiss him deeper, fingers threading through his hair, his hips jerk up instinctively, already starting to get hard beneath you.

“Me too,” you murmur, nipping his bottom lip. “Every time you hugged me goodbye too long. Then Pedro groaned low in his throat and tilted his head, deepening it. One of his hands dropped to your ass, squeezing hard through your jeans, his other hand cupped the back of your neck, keeping you right where he wanted you while he devoured your mouth like he’d been starving for it.

Clothes came off in a tangle of impatient hands. Pedro tugged your shirt over your head, tossed it somewhere behind the sofa. You yanked at his buttoned shirt, exposing his chest, you ran both palms down the warm, smooth skin of his chest, thumbs brushing over the nipples that hardened instantly. The rest of the clothes followed, jeans and boxers were shoved down together, yours first, then his, cocks bouncing out rock hard. He kicked everything away and stood up, fully naked.

“Fuck” you mutter out, shocked at the massive size of pedro’s above average manhood.

Pedro took one step back so you could see all of him. “You like looking, huh?” he rasped, voice rough with arousal. He flexed both biceps, feeling the need to show off. He tightened his abs; the soft layer over hard muscle shifted, the dark trail of hair leading down to his cock twitching upward with the motion. Broad chest rose and fell, pecs jumping when he bounced them once for you, playful and filthy at the same time. His thighs flexed next, thick and powerful, bare feet planted on the ground, and he gave a slow half-turn so you could see the curve of his thick plump ass, 

He was shamelessly hard, foreskin retracting by itself, head glistening. “All yours tonight, mi amor,” he said, voice low. “Every fucking inch.”

You dropped to your knees without a word. Pedro hummed when your fingers wrapped around the base, thick enough that your thumb didn’t quite meet your fingers. You licked a slow stripe from balls to tip, his hand immediately cradled the back of your head, not pushing, just holding. You took him into your mouth, lips stretching wide. He groaned long and broken, hips jerking forward an inch. You hollowed your cheeks, tongue swirling under the head, then sank deeper until your nose brushed the coarse hair at his groin. Pedro’s thighs trembled; filthy Spanish praise spilled from his lips “sí bebé” You bobbed, slick and messy, letting spit drip down his shaft while your free hand rolled his heavy balls.

You pulled off with a wet pop, panting. “Turn around.” Pedro obeyed instantly, bracing both hands on the back of the sofa, legs spread. You spread him open with both hands, his tight hole winking at you. You dragged your tongue flat over his rim, he jolted, swearing loudly. You licked again, firmer, circling, then pointed your tongue and pushed inside. Pedro’s back arched, ass pushing back into your face like he couldn’t help it. You ate him out greedily, long wet strokes, tongue-fucking him open while one hand stroked his dripping cock in slow pulls. He was shaking, moaning, hole fluttering around your tongue, hips gyrating, cock throbbing harder than rock of gibraltar.

Pedro spun, eyes wild, and shoved you gently onto the sofa so you were sprawled on your back. He crawled between your legs, big hands pushing your thighs wide. No teasing, he swallowed your cock in one smooth glide, throat tight and hot. You cried out, hips bucking. While he sucked you sloppy and deep, two thick fingers circled your hole, pressing in dry at first, then slick with spit. He crooked them, found your prostate on the first try, and rubbed mercilessly while his tongue worked the underside of your cock. 

He moves onto your ass, eats you like he’s starving. No polite licks, Pedro dives in. He licks hard over your hole, wet and insistent, the flat of his tongue lapping broad stripes before he points it and pushes, trying to breach you with nothing but spit and pressure. You moan into the pillow, he groans in response, the sound vibrating right through you.

One hand keeps you spread while the other slides up your back, pressing between your shoulder blades so you stay down, ass up, completely open for him. “Goddamn, you taste good,” he mutters, barely pulling back far enough to speak. His mustache scrapes the tender skin; the contrast of soft tongue and rough hair makes your eyes roll back.

He keeps going until you’re dripping, until your hole is soft and fluttering, until every pass of his tongue makes an obscene wet sound that fills the room. Only then does he pull back slightly, replace his tongue with the pad of his thumb, rubbing slow, firm circles over the slick, swollen ring.

“You ready for more?” His voice is wrecked. You can only nod, breathless.

He spits once, directly onto your hole then works one thick finger in, slow but unrelenting. You feel the stretch, the slight burn that quickly melts into heat as he crooks it, searching. When he finds the spot that makes your back arch he stays there, rubbing steadily while he adds a second finger.

“Fuck, so tight,” he breathes, watching his fingers disappear inside you. “Gonna open you up nice and slow… then I’m gonna fuck you so hard you forget your own name.”

He scissors gently, then faster, curling both fingers against your prostate on every pass until your thighs are trembling and you’re humping back against his hand. A third finger joins, three thick digits stretching you wide, slick with spit, He’s thorough, filthy, patient in the most torturous way, until you’re loose and aching and begging.

When he finally pulls his fingers free you moan at the emptiness.

“Shhh.” He kisses the small of your back, then the curve of one ass cheek. “I’ve got you.”

You hear the opening of the condom wrapper, the wet sound of him slicking himself up, foreskin bunched behind the fat head. Then the head of his cock is nudging your hole.

He doesn’t slam in.

He pushes steadily, letting you feel every inch as he sinks inside, stretching you open around him until his hips are flush against your ass and you’re both shaking.

“Fuck,” he hisses through his teeth. “So fucking good.”

He gives you a moment then pulls back almost all the way and snaps his hips forward hard.

The first real thrust punches the air out of your lungs.

After that he wasn't gonna be gentle.

He fucks you like he means it, deep, punishing strokes, one hand grips your hip hard enough to bruise; the other slides up your spine and fists in your hair, tugging your head back just enough that you can gasp his name.

“Say it again,” he growls, slamming in so deep you see stars. “Say my name while I’m buried in your ass.”

“Pedro…”

He groans, low and wrecked, and changes the angle so he’s nailing your prostate on every stroke. The wet slap of skin on skin. He leans down, chest to your back, mouth against your ear.

“Gonna come inside you,” he rasps. “Gonna fill you up so deep mi amor.”

You clench hard around him at the words, he swears and grunts, then drives in one last brutal time, cock pulsing, hips jerking as he empties inside you with a long, guttural moan of your name.

He doesn’t pull out right away.

He stays buried, breathing hard against your neck, kissing the sweat-slick skin there while his hand slides beneath you to wrap loosely around your cock, slow, lazy strokes,

Only then does he ease out and rolls you onto your back.

He looks down at you, wrecked and gives that same slow, filthy smile from earlier.

“Still with me?” he asks, thumb brushing your bottom lip.

You manage a shaky laugh. “Barely.”

“Good.” He leans down and kisses you deep, tasting of sex. “Because I’m not done with you yet.”

He pulls the condom off, his cock is still hard, thick, smeared and glistening with lube and his own cum. He reaches between you, wraps one big hand around your cock, still aching, still leaking pre-cum and gives a slow, firm stroke from base to tip. You hiss through your teeth, he just hums, pleased, and does it again, slicking his palm with whatever’s already there.

Then he shifts forward, frotting his own cock right alongside yours.

The first press of him, hot, wet, still dripping with cum, against the underside of your length makes your hips jerk up.

“Fuck… Pedro…”

“Shh. Just feel it.”

He wraps his hand around both of you together, fingers barely meeting around the combined girth, and starts to move, slow at first, dragging the slick length of his cock along yours in long, deliberate slides. Every pass smears his cum over your skin, mixes with your precum, makes everything obscenely wet and slippery.

The friction is perfect, his cock not even having the chance to soften after the first load. His foreskin drags over his head on every upstroke. You can feel the pulse of him, still sensitive from coming inside you, and the way his breath hitches every time your cocks slide together tells you he’s just as wrecked.

His mouth finds yours, messy, open, all tongue and shared breath

“Look at us,” he mutters against your lips. “Covered in me. Still so fucking hard for you.”

His hand tightens, thumb swiping over both heads on every upstroke, spreading the mess further. The wet, filthy sound of skin sliding on skin fills the room again, louder now, more obscene.

You’re close already, too soon, maybe, but the sight of him above you, the feel of his cum-slick cock grinding against yours, the low growls he’s making every time you whimper, it’s too much.

“I’m gonna cum,” you gasp, fingers digging into his shoulders. “Pedro… fuck…”

“Do it,” he orders, voice rough. “Cum on my cock. Let me feel it.”

He speeds up, sharp thrusts that drag both lengths together hard. 

You break with a choked cry, hips bucking up into his fist as you spill over both of you, thick ropes painting your stomach, his hand, the underside of his cock. “Jesus, look at that,” he breathes. “So fucking pretty when you cum for me.”

He doesn’t stop moving, just rides you through it. He then cums for the second time, moaning and even laughing deep as he shoots over you, slower now, milking every last shudder out of you until you’re trembling.

Only then does he finally stop, forehead pressed to yours, both of you breathing like you’ve run miles.

He kisses you again, slow this time, almost tender, then pulls back just enough to look down at the sticky mess between your bodies.

His smile is pure sin. “Gonna need another shower,” he says

You laugh, out of breath and manage to drag him down for one more kiss.

“Only if I join you,” you tell him.

He grins against your mouth.

this smut is based off the plot we currently know for De Noche and i'm using pedro and danny's real names since we don't know the characters names yet. anyways here's the story.

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After hours of travelling, the men finally find a motel to rest up for the night, just for a few days to think about what to do next. They checked in under fake names, referring to themselves as father and son. It gave them anxiety checking in, incase they got recognized, thankfully the person at the counter didn't take any notice, 

The motel is crappy, but cheap. The room smelled of mildew and cigarettes. There were two single beds, a single bulb dangling from the ceiling, and a tin bathtub in the corner bathroom that looked like it had seen better days. Pedro dropped his bag on the sagging bed and bolted the door twice. Danny stood in the middle of the room, still in his rumpled shirt and trousers, looking exhausted but grateful they have somewhere to stay for a while.

“I need to wash off the road,” Danny said quietly, filling a jug of water from the sink to fill the tin tub. Pedro nodded, leaning against the wall, looking out of the old window. The faucet sputtered, but eventually hot water trickled out. Danny filled the jug, poured them into the tub, repeating the process until the water reached halfway.

Danny then stripped, shirt first, revealing smooth, lean muscle. Trousers next, shoving them down along with his underwear in one motion. Completely naked now, he climbed in, sinking down with a low sigh of relief. The water sloshed around his hips, lapping at his stomach. He leaned back against the edge, eyes half-closed.

Pedro stayed where he was, watching, enjoying the sight, though trying to not make it obvious he's staring.

Danny opened one eye, caught the stare, “There’s room. And we’re low on cash. Come on, Pedro. Save the water.”

Pedro’s jaw tightened, hand trying to cover his growing bulge, embarrassed that he's getting aroused. “I’m fine. I’ll wait.”

Danny insisted. “You’re filthy. And I’m not asking twice.”

Pedro sighed, then began to undress slowly. Shirt off: broad muscular chest, dad bod but with more muscle. Boots, socks, trousers came off next, he stands in his underwear, his massive bulge visible to the both of them. When he finally pushed down his underwear, his cock sprang free, semi erect getting harder and stiffer, thick and heavy, veins prominent along the shaft, foreskin partially retracted from arousal, exposing his fat mushroom head.

Danny’s eyes widened, shocked by Pedro's above average size as he stepped into the tub, water sloshing over the sides as he lowered himself. Their knees bumped; the space small. Pedro’s erection bobbed just above the waterline, impossible to ignore, throbbing visibly with his heartbeat.

Danny looked down at it, then up at Pedro’s face. “You’re hard.”

Pedro shifted, trying to look away. “It’s nothing. Just… adrenaline. The escape. Long day.”

Danny raised an eyebrow. “Try again.”

Pedro rubbed a hand over his face. “It’s the heat. The room. Fuck, I don’t know.”

Danny leaned forward slightly, water sloshing between them. “Pedro. Look at me.” When Pedro met his eyes, Danny asked again, softer but insistent “Why are you hard?” Danny’s own arousal starting to form behind his hand.

“Because you’re fucking beautiful,” Pedro admitted in a frustrated tone.

“You’re… gay?” Danny asked. 

“Yes” Pedro admitted in a hushed quiet voice, ashamed by his vulnerability, “been trying not to look at you like this for ages. Every time you smile, every time you stand too close… it’s torture. And now you’re naked in front of me, wet, looking at me like that. I can’t help it. I want you. Bad.”

Danny exhaled slowly. Then, he moved his hands away from his lap. His own erection rose free, straight and proud. He was hard too, had been since Pedro stripped.

Pedro’s breath caught, then he laughed slightly “Now Danny, why are you hard?”

“Because I feel the same,” Danny admitted in a more reassured tone.

Danny reached out first, slow, giving Pedro time to pull away. His fingers wrapped around Pedro’s shaft, stroking once from base to tip, thumb circling the head to spread the pre-cum. Pedro groaned, hips jerking up into the touch.

They took turns after that, hands exploring. Danny stroked Pedro slow and firm while Pedro stroked Danny, twisting at the head, making Danny tremble. Then mouths: Danny leaned in first, kissing Pedro deep and filthy, tongues sliding, teeth grazing. He broke away to trail kisses down Pedro’s neck, chest, sucking a nipple until Pedro hissed. Then lower… Danny ducked his head, took Pedro’s cock into his mouth underwater for a moment before surfacing, sucking the head hard, tongue swirling. Pedro’s hand fisted in Danny’s wet hair, guiding but not forcing.

Pedro then returned the favor, lifting Danny slightly so he could take him deep, sucking on Danny’s tip, he moaned, hips rocking, fingers digging into Pedro’s shoulders.

They couldn’t stay like that long, the tub was too small, for anything more than teasing. Pedro stood first, water cascading off his body, his cock jutting proudly, curved upwards fully erect, foreskin pulled back. He directed Danny back to suck him again, Danny squeezed the older man’s thick ass cheeks as he choked on his thick long size.

He then helped Danny up, both of them dripping and erect, they dried each other off with a thin towel and moved to the creaky bed.

Danny laid on his back, legs spread. Pedro knelt between them, spitting into his palm, slicking his fingers. He worked one in, then two, fingering, curling to find that sweet g-spot as he stimulated Danny further, slapping his ass hard, sucking and planting kisses on his cock.

Danny’s breaths get harder, “Need you inside. Now.”

Pedro without hesitation lined it up, using just his saliva as lube, the thick head pressing against Danny’s hole. He pushed in slow, inch by inch, watching Danny’s face the whole time: lips parted, eyes rolling back, gasping, trying to not moan too loudly. When his balls pressed tight against Danny’s ass, they both stilled for a moment, breathing hard.

“Get ready boy” Pedro said in a dominating tone, then Pedro moved.

He fucked Danny deep and steady at first, long, rolling thrusts that dragged his thick shaft inside. Danny wrapped his legs around Pedro’s waist, Pedro grabbed his legs, positioning them on his broad shoulders, planting kisses on Danny’s feet. 

Pace building, hips grinding, skin slapping wetly against skin. The bed creaked loudly, the headboard thudded against the wall.

Pedro leaned down, capturing Danny’s mouth in a passionate kiss while he pounded harder, angling to hit that spot relentlessly until Danny was whimpering into his mouth, cock trapped between their bodies, leaking profusely.

“Gonna cum,” Danny gasped against Pedro’s lips. “Fuck…don’t stop…”

Pedro wrapped a hand around Danny’s cock, stroking in time with his thrusts. Danny moaned and shook violently as he came hard, thick ropes splattering between their stomachs, painting Pedro’s abs.

This brought Pedro over the edge. He buried himself deep one last time, groaning low against Danny’s neck as he unloaded, flooding his ass, so much it leaked out around his hole when he finally stilled, dripping down onto the sheets.

They collapsed together, sweaty, spent, tangled. Pedro stayed inside for a long moment, before easing out with a wet sound. He rolled to the side, pulling Danny against his chest.

Danny traced lazy circles on Pedro’s pecs, voice soft. “We should probably get back in that bath.”

Pedro kissed his forehead. “Yeah, just give us a sec to lay here.”

The single bulb flickered overhead. The outside hummed with distant traffic, Inside the cheap motel room, two men held each other in the afterglow. 

Steven and javier are at the bar, it was nearing the end to a usual day until steven noticed javier just wasn’t his usual self, he was more distant than usual, like he was deep in his own thoughts, but he didn’t think much of it, maybe he was just tired. Eventually they left the bar and was about to walk home when javier asked “Steven…” Steven knew this was serious since he called him steven and not nicknamed it like steve or stevie. “I need to come back to my place with me, i need to talk to you about something” Steven anxiously responds “yeah sure.”

The moment they arrive at javier’s house, he shuts the door making sure no one else is around, and he admits his feelings, sounding like he’s on the verge of tears “Stevie” javier lays his hand on stevens shoulder “i’ve noticed we’ve been getting more and more closer lately, y’know planning these missions and stuff” “Yeah… what about it?” steven interrupts noticing javier’s concerning tone “I… i… don't worry about it” javier quickly ends the conversation sitting on the couch lighting a cigarette “Javi what is it, what’s going on” “Forget it” Javier insists in a more irritable tone, Steven sits next to Javier who’s willowing in his own shame and guilt. “Javi, you can talk to me about anything y’know, i’m your best mate” “You’re more than a best mate steven…”

The room falls silent, Steven sits in shock as Javier's eyes welled up with tears “what do you mean javi?” Javier finally gains the courage and says it how it is “i’m attracted to you steve… sexually attracted…” Steven sits in shock like he has seen a ghost before finally responding “oh really?” “yes i am, whatever you do don’t tell anyone i like guys because if you do, you won't hear the end of it” “I won't ever do that javi, you wanna know why” steven takes a deep breath before admitting his feelings “i feel the same, i’ve felt the same for a long long time” Javier's eyes light up and he actually smiles for once “steve really? You actually feel the same” he hugs steven passionately “man i love you so much” Steven responds “i just didn’t tell you because i thought you were the straightest man alive, getting all the girls and stuff”

“I still love women, hell they make me so hard, but with you, only you i’ve felt different… i dont know how to explain it” “You don’t need to tell me, you can show me javi” before javier can say anything, they kissed, holding the kiss for a few seconds, leaving javier stunned but he enjoyed it. “Oh that felt good, really good…” javi pushes steven against the wall kissing even more passionately, grinding against him “You know when we had that threesome with that girl” steven asks “ah yes that bitch was amazing” “well i want you to dominate me exactly how you dominated her” “Perfect” javi whispers in his ear, steven whispers in return “take off your clothes”

Javier starts stripping slowly, letting steven admire his physique and striptease one piece of clothing at a time, taking off his shirt, followed by the unbuckling of his belt, the bulge in the his jeans noticeably getting bigger and harder, he directs steven’s hand to his crotch letting steven feel his growing erection through the denim “i told you i’m attracted to you” “It feels so big” steven glees in surprise. “Oh yeah it’s big alright” javier proves this claim by pulling his jeans down, his erection springing out, 7-8 inches, uncut, rock hard. Steven grabs it stroking his shaft in complete awe “it’s beautiful” he says. “Taste it” javier demands, pushing steven to his knees pushing his erection into his mouth, Steven initially chokes on javier's size but takes it with ease, licking his shaft pulling the foreskin with his tongue exposing the thick sensitive glans making javi moan deeply

After a while, he stands steven up stripping him, licking and kissing his chest as he takes off his shirt, then getting to his jeans, bulge forming, “Let’s see what we’re working with here my love” he pulls the jeans down revealing Stevens erection, it is roughly the same length, 7 inches, cut, though javi is thicker. “Mmm I'm gonna pleasure you baby” javi whispers before taking Stevens cock in his mouth “fuckkk oh god fuck yeah” steven moans feeling javi taste him. Javi then stands up facing each other admiring their fully naked aroused bodies head to toe, their clothes a frantic pile on the floor, javi flexes his muscles making steven rub his biceps, the worship making him even harder. “Now remember you said you want me to dominate you my love” “Yeah…” steven answered cautiously “Well i'm gonna do exactly that”

with immediate effect he pushes steven against the wall, slapping and spreading his ass cheeks licking and fingering his exposed tight hole preparing it for the main event. “How's it gonna fit javi” steven worries “It will I'll start slow, he then pushes his member inside steven, steven screaming in pleasure but also pain “shhhh it's alright baby… you're okay” javier reassures as he pushes deeper inside, once half of his cock is inside he grinds his hips pushing back and forth, fucking steven “oh god you're so fucking big this feels so fucking good”

Javi kisses his neck as he pounds steve, javier’s ass cheeks clench and flex as he sinks deeper inside Stevens tight hole “mmm…” moaning in his deep voice “good boy you're taking daddy's cock so well” Stevens cock grinds against the wall making him get closer to climax “just don't cum in me javi as you haven't got a condom on” “of course…” by chance he's edging closer “I'll cum on you instead” he then pulls out of steven and pushes steven onto the couch, steven frantically strokes himself as javi climbs on top sitting on his face, “That's it baby, eat this thick ass, pleasure your daddy” hovering right over stevens face he slaps his ass and spreading his cheeks, steven licks his tight hole. Javi mastrubates as he practically sits on Steven's face. “Yes baby lick daddy's tight fucking hole, I'm so fucking close…” by saying that javi jerks off harder, his fist a blur stroking his member hard and fast, the precum around the cockhead and foreskin making squelching sounds, finally he cums “ahhh fuck yeah fuckkk yeahhh” cum shoots out of the slit he shoots his load on himself and Stevens torso. He stands up hovering over steven as steve edges closer to cumming himself, he admires javier’s physique and still hard cum covered leaking cock, planting one bare foot on stevens torso asserting his dominance “That's it baby cum over your man” he grabs Stevens cock, the motion pushing steven over the edge making him cum on himself “fuckkk yeahhhhh ahh yeahh” javi licks the mixture of their cum off Stevens stomach and pubes before scooping up a bit and putting his cum covered fingers in Stevens mouth making him taste the result of their lovemaking “mmm so good we taste so good”

javier lays on top of steven, kissing him passionately “you were amazing stevie” “you were even better javi, that was the best sex I've ever had” “Good” javi approves “because they'll be more where that came from” “Maybe next time I can fuck you” steven suggests, javi agrees, up for the experimentation “sure why not I'm up for trying new things, but most importantly remember this stevie, I love you”

Here's the backstory Pedro pascal has been spending a lot of time in London as he's filming a movie, he met the legend George michael in a secretive gay club, they talked about how much respect they have for each other, and after a few meetings at this club george arranged for pedro to come to his house for a “personal meetup” This is how it went

“You know” George admits sitting next to Pedro on his lavish sofa “I have to admit Pedro, you are a really cute bloke and I've had really strong feelings that have overwhelmed me” he caresses Pedro's hand “what do you think?

”There is silence for a few seconds as pedro processes george’s admission “Oh wow… really? The George Michael is attracted to me?” “Yes darling i am” “That’s kinda funny, because you were actually one of my first male crushes” pedro admits in a cheerful tone “No way” george’s eyes widen “well i'm glad i was part of your bi awakening” george’s hand moves up to pedro’s thigh Pedro wants to take things further so he says it how it is “can we umm… kiss”

Without saying a word George locks lips with pedro, their mustaches brushing against each other, their soft deep moans audible, after a long passionate smooch pedro asks the ultimate question “Can we take this further?”

“Of course darling” they kiss once again this time more passionately, grinding against each other, both men being fueled by each other’s arousal, as shown by their huge bulges.George requests in a deep sensual tone

“Bedroom. Now”

within seconds of being in George's bedroom, the boys were stripping each other, starting with their shirts, pedro unbuttons george’s shirt revealing his hairy chest, george pulls pedro’s shirt off, his hands caressing his muscular pecs “Mmm such a big boy” George proudly exclaims. They both take off their trousers, then socks, leaving them both in their boxers, sporting large bulges. “Looks like we are attracted to each other mi amor” pedro caressing georges bulge “so big and stiff” They both pull down their underwear, their manhood springing out harder than the rocks of gibraltar.

They stand there admiring each other’s fully naked physique, pedro’s muscles, George's body hair and both their penises.Uncut, hard and thick. “Wow… george you are so fucking beautiful” pedro admires as george gives him a full 360 view of his body “mmm glad you like it darling, now show me that ass” Pedro turns around presenting his thick ass cheeks, george licks his lips “beautiful my love” pedro flexes his biceps, giving george a view of his muscular body, his cock twitching with arousal and anticipation, pedro pulls george’s foreskin back exposing his thick red cockhead “hmmm yes my love, touch it”

Despite being 50 and 61, their cocks can still get erect without any assistance" That's another thing we have in common darling" george glees with delight "being blessed with rock hard erections while our counterparts need viagra to stay up" "Absolutely" pedro agrees, slapping his big cock, "he's still eager for playtime" George gets on his knees, licking Pedro's thick shaft making pedro gasp with pleasure, his foreskin retracting exposing his large cockhead "Mmm you taste good darling"

After a while of sucking Pedro's cock, they switch, Pedro gets on his knees pushing George's cock into his mouth "you're so big man" pedro muffles "Just as big as you my friend" the two guys admire each other's above average equipment. Pedro squeezes George's ass as he sucks his cock and hairy balls "What position are you" pedro asks"Versatile, you gotta have some variety in your life, so I dont mind what you do" "Mmm perfect" pedro licks his lips ready for what's to come "Have you ever tried flip fucking" george asked in a flirtatious tone, his hand rubbing his and Pedro's cocks together "I love doing both with my boys"

"No I've only topped" pedro admits "Ah well this is could be your first time if you want" george suggests, his hand touching Pedro's thick ass Pedro accepts the offer "Okay I'll do it, as long as I get to fuck you first" George agrees "you have a deal my friend" immediately laying on his back pushing his hairy legs into the air exposing his entrance to pedro "come at me daddy"

Immediately pedro lines his cock up at George's hole, pushing it in deep "Mmm" george moans "god that feels good, George's cock twitches as pedro enters him "That's it baby, take it" minutes past of pedro fucking george, his moves becoming more and more frantic, his hands roaming George's chest, stomach and cock. “Yes mi amor take it im so fucking close” pedro murmurs spanish obsentities as he gets closer to climax “Voy a correrme, joder, papi, correrme en tu maldito culo peludo y maricón, mmm, tu polla está muy jodidamente dura, papi.”

“Yes daddy cum in me cum in your daddy’s hairy hole” george begs “Fuckkkk here it comes AHHHH YEAHHH” pedro humps violently as he shoots his load inside george’s walls, slumbing against his hairy chest “Goddamn you’re a beast pedro” “thanks you’re not too bad yourself mi amor”

"Mmm now its my turn" pedro pulls out his cum covered cock and george stands up hovering over pedro, his cock jutting out harder than ever, he pushes pedro down on the bed, caressing his bare foot on Pedro's body, asserting his dominance "It's your turn baby" george explicitly licks Pedro's face making him moan, before grabbing Pedro's ass and slowly pushing himself inside, making sure pedro gets used to his enormous size "Fuck... oh god fuck" pedro moans breathlessly "One moment darling" George reassures as he sinks deeper inside Pedro's tight hole "there..." george passionately humps Pedro, Pedro's face is grinding against George's hairy chest as george wrestles his naked body, Pedro's cock once again gets rock hard immediately, overwhelmed by the foreign object inside him "Mmm this feels good..." pedro admits "maybe I should bottom more often" "Absolutely darling, vers is the way" george exclaims with delight, proud knowing he's converted another top to becoming vers "Now take daddy's big dick"

george humps Pedro rubbing his hairy sweaty pits in Pedro's face "mmm fuck yeah" pedro wraps his legs around George's body as george edges closer to his own climax “yeah darling take it… god I'm so close” he then feels his release coming, he humps Pedro violently with each word as he shouts

“TAKE. MY. HAIRY. GREEK. COCK.”