dennis whitaker all dressed up in lingerie for a certain attending's birthday....
it's a plan he makes with trinity- or rather, trinity turns to him with a cunning little grin one day and says, "hey huckleberry, you know what i think the old man might *really* want for his birthday?". they go from there.
that's how he ends up laid out on his and robby's bed, covered in blue lace, trying to shift so that the erection that he already had wasn't *too* obscene in the little panties he was currently donning- though that seemed like a lost cause by now. he'd told robby to come up to the bedroom when he got in, saying that he had a "birthday surprise" for the older man waiting for him. considering dennis had never before shown even vague interest in lingerie, surprise was certainly one word for what robby was going to get.
when dennis's boyfriend, the birthday boy as it were, opened the door and called out for him, the younger shifted just slightly, splaying his legs more and pushing his chest out, eager to show off exactly what robby surely wanted to see. there was a thud as robby dropped the bag he was holding onto the floor. dennis looked up from below batting eyelids to see robby's jaw hanging open and his eyes wide as saucers.
his voice was breathy and hoarse. his boyfriend looked like a vision. a really fucking sexy vision. the panties and matching bralette and choker framed his boy perfectly. his panties were small and slung pretty low on his hips, and robby could see dennis's sweet little cock straining and leaking through the fabric, leaving a distinct wet patch that he wanted to lick and suck at. his chest was shown off by the bralette which cupped dennis's chest just enough to give the slight suggestion of cleavage, and had the boy's rock hard nipples clearly peeking through the lace. the choker sat on his neck and a little silver tag swayed with his boyfriend's breaths, glinting in the light. oh god, he needed him.
"....happy birthday, robby?"
robby didn't break eye contact with dennis for a second as he shrugged off his jacket and his hands fell to his belt to fumble with it and get open, letting his trousers fall down his legs when he finally released it. dennis didn't let the cheeky smile drop off his face for a second, squirming more on the sheets to show off his body to the man whose gaze was fixed on him like he was a magnetic.
when robby was finally naked, dennis practically licked his lips at the sight of robby's cock bobbing between his legs, hard and thick and weeping precum from the tip. he tried not to press his palm into his crotch, wanting to give that gift all to robby today.
watching the older man crawl up the bed to where dennis was lounging was perhaps the most attractive thing he'd ever seen- though his brain leaked right out of his head when robby took his lace-clad hips in his hands and dragged him towards him and planted his mouth right on his cock, mouthing at him through the material. the squeal that dennis let out was a noise he didn't even know he could make.
robby kept pulling him closer and closer, licking and sucking and swallowing around him, still with the barrier of the panties between his tongue and dennis's weeping little cock. it didn't take long at all until robby yanked the waistband of them down, taking the younger's entire cock in his mouth, covering it with pressure and heat and warmth, and making dennis scream and thrash and cum down robby's throat with no control.
there was no break before robby moved further up dennis's prone body to hover over him, nose to nose with dennis, panting heavily and with robby licking the remainders of dennis's cum off of his lips and face. dennis squealed again when his boyfriend reached up and tweaked a nipple through the bralette, and then kissed him firmly, snaking his tongue into dennis's mouth, humming and moaning as the two of them fell into the kiss, pushing and pulling against the other, no space between their bodies.
when they broke apart for air, dennis smiled at the look on robby's face- happy and hungry and horny all at once.
"do you... hfff, ugh... do you like the gift?"
robby let out a breathy laugh, thrilled and yet with a deepness to it that told dennis the night was far from over.
"happy fucking birthday to me indeed... get on your knees, denny, 'm gonna fuck you until you're sobbing."
his words alone could've had dennis orgasm a second time if he hadn't cum so recently. he let robby flip him over, and dutifully got on his hands and knees, swaying his ass just enough that a firm slap landed on it, making him moan.
the lingerie was definitely not surviving the night. he'd have to thank trinity for the idea.
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