#candydandy

      maverick smirked — well, the best that he could with his mouth occupied with the boy’s hole. emeric had told him that jackson wasn’t ready to explore ass stuff quite yet, which made it all the sweeter knowing that he was ravaging a virgin hole with his tongue. he knew he didn’t have much longer before the sleep wore off and jackson realized that he wasn’t his brother, and the excitement had him rock hard and ready to go. by the time it happened, maverick’s tongue had left his tight hole and was lathering his sensitive taint with spit. “brother sent me to wake you up and see if you wanted breakfast,” maverick said between licks. “for someone who’s not ready for a cock, you sure did back this sweet ass onto my face while you were sleeping.”

      wally wasn’t one to get drunk or attend frat parties very often, but when he did he’d always find himself in some precarious situation. this time around, he’d snuck up on elias while he was sleeping-- and invited himself to an all-you-can-eat buffet. tongue lapped at the other’s pink hole like a starved animal, the alcohol still coursing through his veins making his actions sloppy and uncalculated, running purely on instinct and desire. at first, when the other arose from his slumber he didn’t pay much attention to him, it was only when elias actually addressed him that wally took a break from what he was doing to look up at the other.      “mm. m-morning.”     he had both hands on elias’ ass cheeks, gripping them tightly and spreading them apart further as he spit on the other’s hole before getting another taste.     “sorry... c-couldn’t help myself. you s-should put on pants if y-you’re sleeping next time.”