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Johnny waited for precisely the right moment to spring his plan into action, the second Andre's weights hit the bar he sprung into action and in a flash he'd withdrawn his handcuffs and safely secured the older man's hands to the bar tightly existentially trapping the man on his back with his hands cuffed above him. "You know old man, people pay a lot of money to touch me and here you've been poking and prodding me like a damn piece of meat, I feel totally sexualized Andre" he mocked as he made his way around the bench to Andre's shorts and tugging them off easily.

"Now here's what's gonna happen, we have all night and all morning to do some really messed up stuff right?" he smiled down at Andre as he gripped onto the hem of his shirt and viciously ripped it straight off him. "I think first on the agenda is really getting a good feel of that hot daddy body probably by followed by titty fucking you because your pecs look absolutely fuckable I will admit" Johnny said as he started to run his hands up Andre's arms and wrapping around his swole biceps "After that well I haven't yet decided if I let your spit be used as lube or I just go in dry, what would you prefer daddy?"

having rented a small house with a pool, bart had gone out on a mission, albeit the excuse for having disappeared was having to go after his father. some emergency. not as big of a lie since it was his grand father who asked him to join him. nevertheless, as he arrived back, he found his partner, probably bored of waiting, having fallen asleep over the hammock, near the pool. the sun blocked by an umbrella set to protect them from it, otherwise, he’d find him all red and sensitive. 

still, he could still see the sun hitting on him and instead of waking him up, he put himself in his swimming shorts as he was before, and laid at the side of the mattress. hands wet by the sunscreen cream, he began to spread them with a soft brush of fingers through the back, following the spine from the low of the back to the shoulders, where they remained, rubbing the stress off of him.

“Hey, Malcolm I got your text. What’d you want?” Isaac said entering the other’s room only to overpowered with the spicy scent of an omega in heat. Shakng himself out of it he took notice of the room around him and more importantly the boy on the ed clad only in a sweater and a jockstrap pushing a large dildo in and out of his wet ass and whining. “Oh you’re in heat.” Isaac said barely resisting the urge to either join him on the ed or palm himself at the sight. “Did you call me over to help?” He said wanting an answer before he did anything.

Oak crossed over the portal, turning into his human former self before standing on the other side. His tall self stood on the sand of the beach, rocks around, sound of voices but no one near, he assumed he must have fallen onto a private place, which was good considering he never wore clothes. There under Earth’s sun, he sat and began to make clothes out of leaves that were being birthed on his arm.

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“Are you, uh, sure that this is a good idea?” Max asked as he looked at himself in the bathroom mirror with his long hair in his eyes, “I have never had short hair before, man. You sure we should cut it?” he asked.