#bornbiagain

"I'd say you should, but I am not a sex ed teacher and that's not precisely what's taught there," Patrick pointed, shameless, sassy. His hand running through the other's hair, caressing.

Thomas sat under the pouring water of the shower, eyes closed, letting it brush his head and relax. He should be standing, washing himself, getting cleaned, but showers and baths were for calming down, and specially showers for thinking. When the water lightly broke, he opened his eyes to find the other standing in front of him. "You're interrupting the path," he groaned, and lightly moved his legs under the other both to close the shower and lay against the wall, making space, "down." He added, pointing at his groin.

Returning from his own little quest, Nathan dropped down from the window in a rather uncomfortable outfit: clad in full black leather that left nothing to the imagination, including that easy to see uncut shape on his groin. He tried for over five minutes before giving up and showing a groan of discontent. How did he manage to get in it was a bigger mystery than the relic he had left on the table, because he couldn't even get out of it now. @bornbiagain

Cillian came back from work, suited, fixed, yet the jacket was open, the tie was gone, and the appearance of the classy man he had to be there completely gone. He walked into the bedroom only to find Jason sleeping over the fine sheets still, with his ass up, dried cum having accumulated on the backside of his balls, and body hugging the pillow to keep him up. After a few moments of staring at the view, he crossed the door's frame and caressed the rear before licking his own middle finger and shoving it slowly into the cavity exposed to him, waking him up with a low voice, "lazy princess, time to be good to me. I want a bath. Now." Finger pace was slow and gentle, but clear and with intent tapping the prostate three times everytime it was deep enough. "Come on, the fairytale is over." @bornbiagain

While dates were likely to not be interrupted, Arthur was waiting for a call, something quick, nothing too disruptive, and when it came, as they sat on a bench and Gustave laid over it with his head on Arthur's lap, the older much bigger man didn't hesitate answering. But it was taking longer than expected, and the lack of weight on his lap was announcing a switch. Gustave's legs were felt straddling him, and despite the public space occupied, his large hand still landed on the other's behind, under stretched fabric so he could feel the heat of his flesh. "What?" He asked, "no, not you," he said to the one on the phone sounding almost like a growl, as he locked his silvery eyes on his man. "One more minute, ok?" He begged, putting his attention once more on the phone, while his hand massaged the muscles underneath it. @bornbiagain

Daniel rested against the door leading to the garden of their place, his eyes chasing over the other's figure as he stood up and crouched over and over again navigating through the different plants in the garden. Eyes drifting to places so familiar yet never ceasing to surprise him until he stopped. When Lito stood up and walked to the hose to water the plants, then began to not so subtly spray himself over with it, forcing Daniel to roll his eyes and turn around, "it was sexier when you were showing your ass." He teased, provoking his boyfriend back by denying the water exit as he walked into the apartment with a slight limp. @bornbiagain

Andrew walked towards pug, waking him from the nap. He was completely naked, waist close to his face, "wakey wakey, Pup. Time for the bath." He teased, "best temperature, great bubbles up, amazing scent, but sadly lonely and missing us, so get going." @bornbiagain

Walking with no more than a pair of open trousers and what seemed to be a white boxer brief, James approached the other, "babe," he called, "did you shrink my pants again?" Unable to fully lift the trousers, or button them up for that matter, James struggled. Neither the entirety of his massive hard ass fit nor the bulge that came to the front, suffering the pressure enough so to pop out. "I managed to put the thighs in, but everything else is not fitting." @bornbiagain