Imagine Jack Mercer Story (on Wattpad) https://my.w.tt/UiNb/S1ZD5vatzH This is a story about you and Jack use to know each other back when you guys was kids what happen you return back home for Evelyn funeral and run until Jack. Read and find out.

Blair had simply never been the type to enjoy wearing pyjamas or any other type of sleepwear, having preferred to sleep naked ever since he could remember. Even in cold winter nights, he'd just cover his nude frame under a thick warm blanket, and in the summer months, it'd just be his pillow and his entirely exposed physique. Nobody had ever seemed to mind that habit much, the least of all his father. Their relationship was yet another thing that felt entirely normal to Blair, though he knew the outside world would most certainly disagree.

It was far from the first time that he'd be awoken in the morning by his ass being fondled, and his Dad certainly knew by now that Blair was always pleased to wake up feeling a tongue or some fingers teasing his entrance. So it was no surprise that a wide smile began to show on the young man's lips as he opened his eyes slowly, arching his back a little agains the mattress. "You know I do, Daddy", he purred, biting his lip as he felt his length stir against the mattress; there certainly was no better way to wake him up. "Good morning..."

More often than not, Troy was the type of guy who didn't think all that much, neither about the intent behind other people's actions nor how his own may come across to those people. For example, he never thought twice about walking around the house in his underwear, even in front of his father's friends - not even ones that some might have called sketchy, like Aaron. He didn't think much of the way the man looked at him when he did so. And sleeping naked was another thing Troy never bothered to reconsider. He never even imagined someone might interpret it as an invitation - not until he was awoken by the surprising strength of another man's body holding down his own, and the sudden sensation of something large penetrating his unprepared entrance.

It sounded so easy coming from a young man like Colt, but Matthias knew it was an act of vulnerability to expose himself like this. Submitting to any man was in some way an act of exposure, and when said man was a gorgeous, hunky firefighter, in his prime and about fifteen years younger than Matthias himself, the urge to cover up how flustered he was at the other's actions became even stronger. It wasn't like Matthias had an issue with self-confidence or anything of the sort; there just was something about Colt and receiving the younger man's full attention that had him flushed with arousal.

Hesitantly, he lowered his arm, no longer covering up his own face and instead trying to meet Colt's gaze right on, letting the other see just how needy and aroused his gaze was, just how heavy his heart was pounding and he was breathing as his longing for the firefighter grew stronger. "Don't you think I'm a little old to be a pretty young thing?", he chuckled, though in reality, he didn't mind one bit being called pretty by a man like Colt. "But thank you. And I mean... Keep doing what you're doing and you'll easily have me blushing even harder", he promised.

Four brothers, one unforgettable celebration. Together through thick and thin, we make memories that will last a lifetime. Cheers to love, laughter, and an unbreakable bond. "