Halloween

Got my Halloween costume all ready.

I know silly. Haven’t you ever heard that rhyme before?

I can’t say I have.

Whatever you say bounces off of me and sticks to you. Which makes you...? Can you figure it out?

I’m rubber, you’re glue.

It was a complement man

I know silly. Haven't you ever heard that rhyme before?

I'm rubber, you’re glue.

Luke shuddered after he came, rolling his shoulders back and squeezing the plug in his ass and sighing happily. “Am I gonna be punished for that too?” Luke asked hopefully. He kissed Ty back,making happy noises. Luke slid bonelessly to the floor, looking up at Ty with worshipful...

Luke felt Tyson slide into place behind him, and groaned happily when the other boy slipped all the way in. The red head was so muh bigger than Lukes plug but the bit of plastic had done it's job. He was just stretched enough that Tyson's dick caused the absolute ideal mix of pleasure and pain. Luke slammed his hips back to show his eagerness. "Daddy fuck me. Hard. Need You. Pleeeeaseee!" Luke said, voice raising at every bump. His cock was already hard again and he was filled with want and joy.

Hungry! Out of crackers! Help!

Out Dancing || Chris & Luke

"I work at a club on certain nights and I don’t want to go in there and get bombarded by people that know me, then forced up on stage to do my routine or something." He sighed, rolling his eyes during the last statement. "It’s nothing, really."

"You a celebrity or something?" Luke asked, debating internally about if he should be impressed or not. "Do I need to be your bodyguard?" Luke tried to remember if he'd seen boys dancing or stripping. "I didn't get a good look at the place. Went before with Quinn and he fucked me on the dance floor. I wasn't paying attention to anything but him." 

Inspiration Space || Pledge Week || Tyson & Luke

 Tyson was a mess of shivers at the teasing, but he loved it none the less. He watched the boy through hooded eyes before Luke spoke and wanted to just pull him into his lap and fuck him, but decided to wait. “Trust me baby. Daddy’s gonna make it hurt.” He watched how Luke was graceful when he stood up and bit his lip when the boy was moving his hips. “Someone can’t wait for the spanking. Maybe I should add five more to the total.” He pushed the plug a little move before a slap was given hard to his boyfriends ass.

At the first spank, Luke bit back a scream. It hurt so good and was exactly what he needed. Why this felt like Tyson was taking care of him he did not know. But the pain felt so good to him. Just a few strokes in had him right into that floaty and happy place he only had when he was singing or drawing or doing this. It was like being high with out drugs or alcohol, and the boner made it that much better. When Tyson spanked the plug, Luke screamed. And came.

"I’m not mean, I just tell the truth. There’s a difference," He laughed and smacked Luke’s hand away, "Ow!" He said, rubbing the nipple that Luke had grabbed, pretending it was way more sore than it actually was. He was glad that the tone of the room had lightened, but Quinn settled into a silence as Luke spoke, listening intently.  "I’d have no problem just being your’s, no one else." He said that now, Quinn hoped he’d actually be able to live up to that statement — regardless of if he did or not, there didn’t seem to be any reciprocations to if he didn’t? Quinn still had no idea how this whole thing worked. He figured he’d have to sit down later and figure it all out again. "I’m not even going to try and understand the Daddy thing," Quinn hadn’t intended for it to come out harshly. He knew the situation with  Luke and his father, and he didn’t want to press into that. It seemed weird to him, but even if Quinn hadn’t had the closest relationship with his father, it was nothing like what Luke’s gone through. "I don’t think I could say no to a threesome." Quinn said with a laugh. 

"You're mean," Luke said, pretending to pout. But he put his head to Quinn's chest and kissed the nipple that he'd treated harshly. "Really?" Luke said, looking at Quinn with wide eyes. Quinn was a player, a major one. He didn't think there was a single pledge or brother the boy hadn't fucked. He kind of admired that about him - his interest in fun, his passion for sex. "Erm, maybe we can fuck other people together, if you want?" Luke said, shyly. He didn't know how far to take this with Quinn. His feelings for Ty had already grown bigger than he'd planned. If the same thing happened with Quinn, he didn't know how he would contain his heart. At Quinn's comments about Tyson and him playing Daddy, Luke looked down, feeling embarrassed. "Does it bother you or like, gross you out?" Luke asked quietly. He couldn't give that up, not even for Quinn. He tried to explain. "I just... he really cares about taking care of me. And it makes me feel safe, and turned on as fuck. I had, like a totally normal relationship with my dad. It's just a kink," Luke said, finishing softly. He wanted to crawl into Quinn's arms and have the sophomore tell him it would be ok, and they could make it work with all three of them and the games he and Tyson liked to play. But he just didn't know what Quinn would say next.

Guys....I'm sleepy.

  Alright. I’ll change when I get there.

Don't you mean strip?

Guys....I'm sleepy.

alright well then I’m on my way.

I’m naked. And waiting. 

ooooh. Clothing optional?

Nudity is mandatory. Once you get in my room.