MAKE MY NIGHT.

𝐀𝐔𝐆𝐔𝐒𝐓 𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐃, 1999. ♢ hey stud, you can come & you can come & meet me out front.

[augustfords]

romandubois​:

      there’s a layer of sweat forming on his body, giving his muscular frame just a slight glow. perhaps that was one of the downsides of going at it in the south carolina heat. roman loved it anyway. the smaller male was being so vulnerable with him, taking such a risk. the way the two of them were so willing to journey down that path together — figuratively and literally. they both were so exposed… and while they hadn’t intended on any onlookers, neither of them could stop it. that just added to the thrill for roman. all he cared about was august. his name kept repeating in his head, his eyes couldn’t tear away from his delicate frame. if there was a perfect person in the world, roman would have known handedly that is was him. that was why he was so eager to pleasure him, to make him cum until he felt completely spent.

      just seeing how visibly affected auggie is makes his heart race — all the blood in his body going straight to his cock. he lets their tongue mesh together, moaning right back against his lips. fingers keep working against the sensitive flesh, rubbing intently now. “i love it, auggie,” he whispers. “i’m gonna make you cum again and again. don’t want you to ever forget this, baby boy,” roman promises. just feeling him practically drip his essence onto his fingers makes him feel so good about himself, just knowing he’s still able to keep his lover aroused and stimulated… and this was only the beginning.

     when his member is surrounded by august’s tight heat, roman nearly loses it. a moan leaves his lips as hips slowly start to rock into the smaller male. he doesn’t want to hurt him, so the raven-haired male thinks it best to take it slow and steady at first. having those arms wrapped around him pushes him more. he takes a deep breath as his hips gain momentum, egged on by his lover’s words. “we’re both lucky, baby boy,” roman pants out. his thrusts are faster, harder, more intent. he’s going to make sure august walks away from this satisfied. if he’s not moaning his name by the time they’re done, roman thinks he’ll have failed at his task. all his energies are focused on him, making him feel good — he knows he’ll get own fill in the process. “look who’s talkin’, auggie. you look so good takin’ my cock right here, for anyone to see,” roman whispers, pressing a heated kiss to his lips. “mhm, that’s right, auggie. you’re mine, and i don’t want ya to forget it.” cue his fingers massaging quick and rough against the smaller male’s enlarged clit while hips pound away at him like there’s no tomorrow.

August’s eyes fall shut for a moment to focus solely on how all of this feels—not only physically, but mentally, too. His body feels like it’s been lit ablaze with desire, yearning, and stimulation, all of which caused by one of the most beautiful men he’s ever beheld. His heart and soul are also longing for more of him. The two of them haven’t taken a lot of time to get to know one another, but if their sex is any testament to how well they’ll get along after this, then he knows he’s found a guy that’ll be an important figure in his life. That’s one-hundred percent certain. Slowly, Auggie reopens his eyes to gaze at his beloved; fawning over the glow of his lover’s physique, the great power trapped within that gorgeous musculature, and the handsome expressions on his face. It starts to feel a little like love, which is terrifying to him, but he can’t help but crave even more of it at the same time. He knows he’s quick to fall, but this happening too quickly... or is it?

It’s easy to feel infatuated when a modern-day God is on-top of you, especially when his cock is deep inside of you and his massive fingers are toying at the most sensitive area of your body. In August’s opinion, there’s nothing better than this right now. He finally feels like he knows what good sex is supposed to be like, and now, he thinks that nothing will ever compare; that no one will ever take Roman’s place as his best sex ever. For example, Auggie can’t stop moaning—it’s like he’s lost all control over his groans of sheer euphoric pleasure. He hopes and prays that the taller of them doesn’t mind his volume. “I’ll... never forget this or... f—forget you... ever... ever...” He speaks it like a promise in between his panting, his voice slightly hoarse from his moans.

Laying his head back for a moment, he smiles in the most dopey fashion possible; feeling high from the rush of adrenaline; rush of hormones. His back arches, his toes clench, and his thighs remain wide open—his frame positioning itself in a manner that’s the easiest for Roman to go wild on him. “You feel... so good...” August purrs, the pace slowly beginning to increase—the lewd symphony of their lovemaking echoing throughout their surroundings. “Fuck!” He hollers, adoring how fast and how hard Roman’s taking it right now. Fingers still remained clutching onto his top’s backside; squeezing at it, slapping it, and adoring it all while he’s being pounded. He wants nothing more than to be the perfect bottom for him, so he devotes himself to pleasing Roman and only Roman.

It’s then when they kiss, and in the same moment, he moves his hands upward so his arms can return to the other’s shoulders. “Yours... only yours...” He reiterates softly into his lover’s mouth, pouring his heart out through his soft lips and acrobatic tongue; the sensation of Roman’s cock wrapped tight within his pussy enough for this to feel as though he’s been blessed by the gods somehow. He has no idea what he’s done to deserve this, but damn. He’s so fucking thankful.

[augustfords]

brad-holbrook​:

      As he came to terms with how awesome August was, Bradley also began to settle down into reality a little more and acknowledge how over the top he was being in his admiration. His own cheeks were beginning to ache from the strain of constant smiling and before he had enveloped the shorter with his gangly limbs, he could tell August was beginning to become a little bashful too — and that was something Brad was all too experienced with. So it came as a small relief when not only was the hug reciprocated, but lingered on beyond what Brad had intended, his arms withdrawing before August, being held in place just a little longer, but not at all complaining about it. Especially not with August’s justification.

           “Well, you can hug me whenever you want, dude,” Bradley grinned as he withdrew from the hug but keeping his hands rested on his friend’s arms, an appreciation growing for his physicality as well as personality. “If you’re not gonna accept the coolest then at least accept you’re way up there on the cool list. One hundred percent the sweetest anyway.” One of the hands that had been sizing up August’s bulging biceps reached up to pinch at his cheek playfully, Bradley’s nose screwing up and eyes narrowing as if in total adoration of his friend, adding in a baby voice, “Lil cutie Auggie.”

In truth, August is experiencing many things here that he never got a chance to back home. His parents were all about keeping up appearances to stay in their town’s good graces, but they did so to an extreme fault; often using their child as more of an accessory than anything else. That’s why he relocated after coming out as transgender to live with his aunt and uncle. They were a lot more tolerant than his parents were, but still held their more conservative viewpoints, so he's never had a place where he feels wholly accepted and loved. Here, though, he’s learning that that’s a total possibility for him—he just needs to surround himself with the right people, and so far, he thinks Brad’s someone he’s going to keep in contact with even after camp’s over. He can really see the younger male becoming a close friend to him, which he loves so much.

“I’ll be takin’ you up on hug offers, for sure. For a long time I thought I just didn’t like ‘em either, but I guess I’ve been lyin’ to everyone all this time.” He joked, hating that he’s still having to deal with being more bottled up than necessary. Brad’s fingertips felt amazing pressing into his arms though, and when the playfulness between them increased even more, he laughed; leaning in to stamp a kiss onto his friend’s cheek. “You’re the li’l cutie here! Don’t make me tickle you!” He teased, lunging forward to tackle his taller pal onto the bed beneath them; pinning him down a little bit so he could hover over him. “Still think I’m ‘cute’ now? Huh? You may be taller, but I’m definitely stronger!”

[augustfords]

corysaltzstein​:

“Not that we are complaining about the lack of people here, the last thing I want is for the hot tubs to become popular and I lose out on my chill spot…I guess our chill spot now” Cory shrugged casually and then raised his brow at the other’s next words about short guys needing to stick together. “That’s bold words there” he chuckled at the playful nudge “Sticking with me will likely not end up being beneficial for you and I can’t guarantee I’ll stick to you if you’re in trouble” he spoke casually and plainly with another shrug. Then Cory’s eyes widened at August’s next comments and he grinned devilishly. “You’ve never tried pot before? Oh well this will be a lot of fun then.” he smirked, pulling the man a little closer and offering him the joint. “Just weed, I promise” he nodded as he put the lit joint between the others pink lips, “Inhale, hold it and then let it out”

“Maybe if we stick together enough Atticus might decide to have us work on him together, a giant man like that has plenty going around for two tiny things like us” he pointed out with a chuckle, the weed making him more light hearted and open. “Damn right I’m cuddleable” he scoffed as he felt more contact with their legs under the water and looked back at August with a slightly surprised look as an arm stretched around his shoulder and pulled him closer so that Cory was almost sitting right on the man’s lap. “Yeah, it’s cool” he nodded, underwater his long swim shorts contrasting greatly with Auggie’s tight trunks. “How’d you get washboard abs like that? You work out or just naturally fit?” 

When Cory mentioned that this was their chill spot for the time being, August grinned; liking that the he was being included. It made him feel special; like he was in on some top secret plan or something. It’s been easy for him to feel that way while at camp, but Cory had a way about him that he couldn’t necessarily describe on paper. In short, he just enjoyed spending time with him in this way. “I’m down with that. While the other guys are off in their cabins fuckin’ ‘n stuff, we can soak our bones...” He agreed, his grin growing wider. “Given our sizes, we’re... most likely to get destroyed by all these giants, so we gotta take care of ourselves, right? Keep limber ‘n warm ‘n all that.” Nudging his cohort playfully, he shook his head back and forth. “I feel like a little bit of trouble will be good for me, so... I’m cool still stickin’ around. I mean, I’m about to accept the weed you’re offerin’ me, right? Take that as my acceptance of responsibility!” It’s then when he accepts the join offered, and following his new pal’s guidance, he inhales slow and holds, then breathes out; coughing on the exhale for a little while before he stops. “Whoo... that’s, uh... strong? I don’t know much about weed, but it tastes good...” He hands it back, interested to see how the first hit settles in his head and his body.

This closer contact felt perfect, so he indulged a little more in it—holding the other tighter in his grasp, bucking up slightly as his lap becomes occupied by the younger’s backside; humming at the friction. “Yeah, Atticus definitely has enough real estate for the two of us to work on him. He uh, is definitely one of the many Camp Riverbend titans... as well as one of the many gorgeous studs here. Like, I feel like I’m in gay heaven sometimes.” Auggie chuckles, sighing as the hot water and bubbles work into his defined musculature, and when Cory mentions his body, he laughs; blushing a little at the compliment. “Ah, well, I put myself to work... I can tell you that. HRT’s been a godsend to me, too, so... that definitely helped.” The amount of time he spends in the gym is a little excessive, but he does it not only to stay in shape, but also to stay mentally sane. “You have a beautiful body, too, though! You feel nice ‘n smooth... nice to grab onto. It makes me wanna take you home and snuggle!” Hopefully his words weren’t rubbing the other the wrong way, he just can’t help it. When he’s with a cute guy, he feels obligated to flirt.

It’s also then when his high starts to reveal itself. “Ooh... my head feels, uh... like, light. It’s kinda nice? I’m into it, heh... Do you think I should take another hit or should I hold off for a bit?”

[augustfords]

justjuanmorereyes​:

This wasn’t the first time he’s cooked for someone in the camp, but he didn’t mind doing a bit of a spread for Auggie. When they had met, Juan had enjoyed the conversation, and he found Auggie to be very cute…and sexy, of course. He got the impression the younger man enjoyed their first meeting too, so Juan offered up a date, perhaps cooking for the other in his place. A lot of people ate the food from the dining hall or the café and bars around, but it wasn’t always Juan got a chance to cook for someone else. He was happy to hear August had accepted the invitation and asked Juan to come over at a certain time. He had all the ingredients with him when he came over. Juan served a classic Colombian appetizer, aborrajados, and polvorosa de pollo, which was a Venezuelan chicken pot pie. And there was a simple salad on the side. Juan even brought some of his chocoflan for the two of them to share. Overall, it was a dinner in which Juan could share the two cultures he came from. He was glad Auggie enjoyed it all. Juan would cook for him anytime. “If you ever want more, I’m more than happy to cook for you,” Juan said, snuggling close to the young man, clinking their wine glasses together. After the older man cleaned up and washed the dishes, and put the leftovers in Auggie’s fridge, they settled down on the couch. It was a nice night and Juan liked being close to another after sharing a dinner date. “I’m glad you liked it. Um…I actually picked it up from both my parents. When I was young, I wasn’t the best kid. But somehow I always seemed to pay attention anytime they showed me how to cook something. And naw, law enforcement is my field. I just cook to impress a guy I like.” Juan wrapped a strong arm around Auggie when he was pressing right up against him. “I’d love to try out anything you’re able to cook,” he said, looking into the young man’s eyes, “Sorry…if I’m staring so much. You’re just…really beautiful.”

Back in Austin, a man would likely never be forward enough to ask August out on a date, much less prepare him a meal within his own home. So, when Juan initially suggested a cozy night-in with delectable food for the two of them, the younger of them knew that he couldn’t say no. For one thing, the older of them was breathtakingly gorgeous and incredibly sweet, and for another thing, he was taught never to pass on free meals. It’s considered pretty rude to do so where he comes from, and he’d never want to come across that way—especially to someone who seems adamant about making him feel special and indulgently wooed. Not only that, but it was nice to get a glimpse into Juan’s cultures; the dishes he made clearly coming from his heart and soul. It always made him feel warm inside when individuals were proud of who they were, and he was glad to be given the opportunity to get to know his guest on a much more intimate, deep level.

“I might have to take you up on that—in my opinion, you put the dining hall to shame.” Offering a smile for reassurance, he inhaled and exhaled a content breath afterwards; becoming easily comfortable now that they’ve eaten and are onto talking about themselves; their lives. “Well, I’m glad that the two of them passed down such great cooking skills to you. If it makes you feel any better, my parents didn’t think I was a great kid either—but that’s mostly because of things that I can’t really control, hah.” Shrugging, he didn’t want the conversation to be dominated by the ignorant nature of his mom and dad, so he did his best to steer the conversation away from that territory; hoping that that was okay. “You can definitely consider me impressed, though. Really, that was amazing, and if you’re really wantin’ to try some stuff I can make, I’ll return the favor whenever you’re free! I make a lot of Italian food, but have dabbled in some Asian cuisine, too, thanks to my best friend back home.”

Feeling the even closer contact, he grins, then grins wider as he’s complimented; shaking his head back and forth. “Psh, you’re sweet... thank you. If I’ve been starin’, too, it’s definitely for the same reasons.” Auggie winks, biting down on his bottom lip, feeling the heat between the two of them rise a little more. “You, uh... are pretty beautiful yourself. Seriously, like... you’re a kind person, you’re absolutely stunning to look at, and you can cook like a professional chef? You’re gonna make whoever it is you marry very, very lucky someday!”

[watson-emma]

[augustfords]

romandubois​:

     all he knows is he hopes he can make auggie feel good. that’s all that’s on his mind, every little thought. he’s never felt so connected to someone so quickly, and truthfully, he’s never felt so apt to put his partner’s pleasure first. this was surely something roman would remember for years to come and yearn for. auggie was just perfect in every sense of the word. from his gorgeous looks to his charisma to just being in-tune with roman, roman had yet to find a single flaw about him. he doesn’t expect to find one soon either. he really can’t get enough of him. roman hopes this will become a regular thing for the two of them. or, at the very least, they’ll be close afterward. riverbend could be crazy, and there are no rules… so he doesn’t want to put too much pressure on a good thing yet — but god, roman already knows it’s going to be so difficult to wipe august from his mind.

     when their lips crash together, roman lets his hands grab a handful of august’s curves. he moans right into his lover’s mouth, so overwhelmed and so pleased with him. he can’t wait much longer. he needs to feel august — all of him. just seeing him sprawled out on the boulder is nearly enough to make him combust right then and there, but roman keeps it cool. he admires him silently, hands resting on one of the smaller male’s knees. slowly, his fingertips creep up his thighs, moving closer and closer to his clit. “fuck, baby… you’re drippin’ wet,” roman speaks breathlessly. he takes a mental picture of this — august all on display for him and only him. although there was a chance there could’ve been an onlooker or two, roman choses to ignore that. if just because he’s feeling possessive. 

      roman drizzles some spit on his hand before working it over cock. perhaps auggie’s own essence would be enough, but he doesn’t want to hurt him. he takes a deep breath as he lines himself up with his entrance. “of course, baby boy,” roman whispers. he knows how much that pet-name gets him going. “gonna make you cum again,” he promises as his thick member presses into august. he lets their lips crash together, letting the other male adjust to his size before he starts to rut into him. “you’re so tight… so pretty too. fuck, i’m lucky,” roman speaks breathlessly — so amazed by august.

Sprawled out on a large boulder out in the open expanse of Camp Riverbend, August had never felt more exposed in his life, and truthfully, he finds this display of public intercourse extremely gratifying and stimulating. The scent of nature, the crisp cool breeze that tickles his uncovered legs and thighs, the sight of Roman’s body drenched in the sunlight from up above... all of this is picture perfect—a moment that he’ll never forget for as long as he lives. His pupils dilate as he focuses intently on his lover’s classically masculine form; their height and size difference a massive turn-on alone for the smaller of them. He absolutely loves feeling overpowered in this way, and he’s just glad that the man hovering over him is someone that seems to put his whole heart into his actions. This entire time, Auggie’s felt as if he and Roman had been involved with one another for years... and it’s only made this first encounter of theirs all the more special.

Feeling those gigantic hands grip onto his muscular curvature, August moans into his beloved’s open mouth; spreading his legs wider as more of an invitation inside of him. “Mmm...” He hums, arching his back as much as he could as their mouths are entangled, but things only intensify as those strong ( and long ) fingers hold onto his knee, massage over his inner thighs, and end up rubbing along his enlarged clit—his words making the shorter’s heart pound harder. “Only for you, babe... you’re who’s making me so w—wet...” He purs, biting down on his bottom lip as he allows his eyes to fall shut; focusing solely on the actions before performed on him.

When he’s called his most coveted pet-name again, he looks back over to him, and almost as if on cue, Roman enters him in that same instance. August’s mouth falls agape, his eyes widen, and he coos roughly—toes clenching at the sensation of his lover’s impressive dick entering him for the first time. “F—F—Fuck...” It’s then when he’s kissed, and desperately, he wraps his arms around Roman’s broad shoulders—clutching onto him possessively as he adjusts to the length and width within his tight, sodden walls. When their kiss breaks, he can’t get complete control over his groans, but he manages to get a “N—No... I’m the lucky one...” out in response; his biceps loosening their grip to allow his palms to travel down the length of the other’s back, later landing on his sizable backside—squeezing at each meaty globe to encourage the taller to keep going. To go faster... to go harder... God, he wanted it all. “You’re so fuckin’ hot, Roman...” He near about hollers, but does his best to keep his volume low. “I—I’m yours...”

[augustfords]

brad-holbrook​:

      Of course, there was a bawdy sense of curiosity that arose in Bradley upon hearing that his friend had an OnlyFans, but that was barely a whisper in the curly-headed teen’s head compared to the utter bellows of admiration he was being deafened by. August was cute, nice, and secretly awesome?! The awe was plain in Bradley’s face. He was practically bouncing from his cross-legged position, edging closer and closer to August despite having already been knee-to-knee, his hands now on both of August’s knees to save himself from climbing on them.

          “Seriously, dude, you might be, like…the coolest person I’ve met. The way you just don’t care, but then, like, you care enough to try and help people? Legend.” Bradley prattled, beaming. Perhaps it was a little overkill, but he wasn’t lying. His life before camp had been very bland: that was why him and his friends had decided to take their road trip after graduation, and why he now was at camp. To meet people like August. Bradley wasn’t too sure on their age gap (he knew the other male was slightly older), but he felt an inadequacy compared to his friend. Not in a negative way, but in a way that wanted him to help in some way. Be like Auggie. He laughed at August’s apprehension and leaned forwards to wrap his friend in a tight hug, feeling comfortable enough to not wait for permission. “Then hug me, you dork. Where’s that self-confidence you were talking about, huh?”

Truthfully, August doesn’t think of himself as someone remarkable in anyway whatsoever. To him, he’s like every other human that’s walked this earth. Sure, maybe he’s good at making the right decisions, and he’s kind, and he’s thoughtful, but that doesn’t mean that he isn’t deeply flawed in his own ways. Hell, no one’s perfect—that goes without saying. Though, when Brad continues to shower him in praise, he can’t help but blush. It’s a little strange having another person think so highly of you, but what made this moment work is just how genuine and honest his friend seemed to be. That alone is what makes him smile; what makes him feel warm.

“C’mon, I’m sure I’m not the coolest person you’ve ever met, don’t give me that much credit.” He teases, playfully nudging the younger male at the same time. “I guess, like, over the years I’ve learned a lot of things, y’know? I was kinda forced to grow up pretty quick, so I’ve just—... spent lots of time contemplating life and, like, my own life and what’d make me the happiest because, like, I’m the only person in charge of myself. I make the calls. Why not just, choose to do whatever the fuck I want? Especially if it’s not hurting anyone...” He pauses, feeling a little bad that he’s gone on a bit of a monologue now.

Things are immediately better for him, though, when he feels the other’s arms wrap around him; he follows suit—squeezing Bradley’s lithe frame between his biceps. Clutching onto him tightly, he holds their embrace for a few moments; inhaling and exhaling a deep breath. “This is nice. I didn’t just come at you with a hug because I didn’t grow up around a lot of huggers, so..” He responds, loosening his grasp so he could look the taller in the eyes; offering a smile. “Thanks for listening... and for being the fuckin’ best.”

[augustfords]

Auggie felt incredibly satiated after the dinner that Juan made for him—spoiled, too. It’s been awhile since a man had offered to prepare some delicious food for him, and truth be told, that’s a sure-fire way to completely woo him. If a guy knows his way around the kitchen and can whip up some delectable good, then he’s likely going to feel drawn to them. Hell, any man that’s self-sufficient in their own way is undeniably attractive to Auggie, and by the looks of it, it seems like Juan has his shit together, so it’s only natural that he’d agree to be wined and dined by him. He thought he would’ve been stupid to decline the offer, and boy, he’s glad that he didn’t. Now, the two of them have found comfort on the couch provided in the smaller’s cabin and are enjoying each other’s company over glasses of dessert wine; cozy, warm, and cuddled up.

“So, that was probably some of the best food I’ve ever had.” He states confidently, nodding his head for added emphasis. “Where’d you learn to cook like that, huh?” Slowly, he scoots a little closer to his guest; loving the feeling of his body heat. “I’ve picked up a thing or two from my aunt, but I don’t really know if I’d call myself a ‘cook’ or even a ‘home chef.’ You, though? I’d say that you could open up your own restaurant if you really wanted to!”

CLOSED STARTER written for JUAN REYES.

[augustfords]

judeorso​:

There were so many things which Jude wanted to do for August, do to August, to give him unique waves of pleasure over and over again until he was nothing but a quivering wreck above him. However he had to be patient and trust in himself, he very much hoped that this would not be a one time event and that he did not need to rush to try and do everything that was in his mind right away. However with the way the boy so eagerly allowed him to fuck up into his throat while he was also exploring both his holes at the same time, it was a scene of pure perfection to the lanky older man. One which he would have stayed in eternally if he could have. Moaning a little as August came up for air and a small hand was now jacking him off, Jude took the opportunity to also pull his mouth away from the other’s ass and let his fingers ease up on their exploration of his front hole. “You’re going to feel so good Gus” he pointed out with a smirk, giving his perky ass cheeks a playful spank. “How about we find out just how good?” He suggested.

The suggestion did not go without action as Jude from where he lay underneath the other, encouraged August’s body to rotate so that their faces were back to being together. Unable to resist craning his neck upwards to latch a kiss onto August’s wet lips and push his tongue forward to clash with the other’s - swapping each other’s tastes so lewdly together. At the other end his hands were massaging Auggie’s waist as he brought him down to grind against his well slicked up erection, he would let the young man chose when he was ready to take the next bold step and let him decide which hole Jude’s cock would have the pleasure of entering first. “I don’t think I’ve ever wanted a guy this badly before either, you are beauty personified and pure sexiness Gus”

This moment between August and Jude is absolutely unforgettable. There’s no other word to describe it. It’s everything that a person could want out of a first time with a new individual. At the beginning of this, Auggie had no clue if the two of them would even get to this point, but here they are. Only moments into meeting each other, their clothes are already off and they’re already diving into the rosy waters of lust and what could be love. If there’s anything that the lanky older male is teaching him, it’s to have fun and let go every now and then. Back home, he wouldn’t have ever moved this fast with anyone, but for some reason, going this pace with Jude seemed... natural. It felt almost as if they’ve known one another for far longer than they have, and in August’s opinion, that’s truly something special. At the other’s words, he moans, and he feels an even stronger rush of hormones race through him when he’s spanked. He’s always really loved that... and he only loves it even more now that Jude’s the one doing it to him. “I’d love nothing more than finding that out, to be honest...” He cooed longingly; desperately.

Allowing his body to be guided into their new position, Auggie straddles his lover sensually—kissing him back when he’s kissed and loving every second of it. The flavor of their love was addictive. He knew that he was going to keep coming back for more so long as Jude was up for it, too. By the looks of it, though, he’d definitely be up for many more rounds to come. The strength of the taller males hands pushing his smaller frame down upon the width of that gorgeous cock makes him moan, and when their embrace breaks apart for one moment, he looks deep into the other’s eyes and smiles. “The feeling’s mutual... seriously. Like, I just... I find you so hot...” He coos, then reaches a hand down to grab onto Jude’s cock; aligning it perfectly with his front hole before slowly pressing down onto it—going in little-by-little as he exhales a loud groan.

“H—How’s that feel?” He purrs, rubbing at his clit as he applies more weight to his movement; taking about half of Jude’s cock inside him now. “G—God... that’s so good, fuck...” Biting his bottom lip, he continues downward until each inch is deep within him; sittings still for a moment to catch his breath and experience being filled by his lover for the first time. 

“You’re s—so... big.”

[augustfords]

corysaltzstein​:

“Yeah, it’s much better in here and nobody would be able to convince me otherwise” Cory agrees as he felt their legs gliding together under the bubbly water and noticing how it tugged a grin at the corners of the other boy’s mouth. “Yeah, I guess you mostly just see the back of my head, but given everyone here is like six foot tall it’s easy to remember when you see someone else who is short” he shrugged. As Auggie moved a little closer Cory reached behind him to grab a joint and a lighter out of his pile of clothes. “You may change your opinion on that, I’m usually called a bad influence and a brat” he chuckled as he lit up the joint and took a hit before offering it to August.

“This will really help ease your mind even more” Cory smirked as he glanced at Auggie with a curious look and a gaze down his impressively tight lean body that seemed to only be muscle. “Atticus called me super cute?” he asked casually as he raised a brow and pulled August a little closer to him as he spoke. “He loves cuddling with me because I’m small enough to be his teddy bear, pretty sure that’s all. I’m sure he’d happily cuddle you as well if you asked, just don’t go stealing his arms away from me every night or I’ll have to punch you.”

“Yeah, like, I don’t think I’d even bother to convince you otherwise, honestly...” He responds, in total agreement. “The lake’s nice ‘n all, but I feel like it can get a little murky. The pool’s cool, but it’s always occupied. I don’t know why people don’t flock to these more often?” It’s a valid point—that’s for certain. Though, when their conversation topic changes into those who are short at Camp Riverbend, August can’t help but relate to him again. For the most part, men around here are giants. It sometimes makes him insecure about his smaller stature, but so far, people seem to fuck with him despite him not being super tall. Hopefully Cory’s having similar experiences.

“I mean, even if you were a bad influence and a brat, us shortcakes have gotta stick together, right? How else are we gonna conquer all the titans around us?” He teases, gently nudging his new comrade to emphasize the playfulness. “As far as I’m concerned, you’re good people, so I’m gonna stick with that for now.” Just then, he notices that his cohort is holding onto a rolled joint, and while he’s not against it at all, he can’t help but be curious. “Y—Yeah, I’m sure! I’ve never fucked with pot before, but if you’re wantin’ to share, I’m down to try. It’s just weed, right? Like, there’s nothing else in there, right?” He asks, wanting to know what he was getting himself into for the night.

“Oh, and I feel like Atticus has said things similar to you being cute. That, or it’s obvious that he totally feels that way about you! You don’t have to worry, though. I won’t steal him from you! As I said, we’ve gotta stick together, so I won’t fuck you over.” Auggie grins, allowing his knee and thigh to graze over the other’s once more; adoring that contact much more than he’d care to admit. “Not gonna lie, you do seem pretty ‘cuddlable.’ I don’t think that’s a word, but I’m gonna roll with it.” A laugh follows, one of his arms boldly reaching over and behind Cory’s shoulders to delicately pull him in closer. “This cool?”

[augustfords]

romandubois​:

     it was crazy how perfect the moment was. the two of them seemed to be practically insatiable — and roman didn’t mind a single second of it. his heart is pounding against his chest. his whole body feels electrified; roman’s never felt this alive before. it’s all thanks to the beautiful male who rests between his thighs. it’s hard to keep his gaze focused on him due to the overwhelming pleasure, though it’s all he wants to do… so he forces his eyelids to stay open, just to watch his cock disappear between those soft, beautiful lips. roman swears that even in his wildest dreams he couldn’t have even imagined something so tantalizing… and then comes those hands on his pecs, a soft groan emitted from his lips. he could have lost it right then and there, and he would have if august hadn’t slowed his pace.

     “jesus…” roman whispers, his fingers playing with august’s beautiful chestnut locks. everything auggie does seems to be just perfect in his eyes, and god, did roman want to just stay there with him. round after round, orgasm after orgasm… even cuddle a bit afterwards. maybe he’s getting a little ahead of himself… so he refocuses himself on the moment. “you’re the hottest guy i’ve ever seen,” roman decides. a string of moans that are probably too loud, given their choice of setting, fall from his lips the second auggie’s wrapped his lips around his balls. that was the quickest way to have him moaning like a cheap whore really. the breath in his lungs seems to have dissipated as the question hits his ears. it takes him a minute to formulate an answer from the intense pleasure the smaller male brings him. “y-yes, baby boy,” roman chokes out. “wanna make you cum again… you look so pretty when you do,” he admits, fingers brushing against august’s cheekbones… just awaiting august’s next move.

While August hasn’t had many opportunities to explore his own sexuality too much, he’s happy to know that he can be totally himself with Roman. The taller male doesn’t judge him, nor does he push him into doing anything he doesn’t want to, and in all honesty, they both seem to be on the same wavelength overall. They’re in “sync,” so to speak, and he appreciates that more than anything. He can feel the electricity pulse underneath the heat of his lover’s skin, and that same current travels into him, too—making their union all the more powerful. Sex is always great, sure—but it’s even better when it’s being performed with someone that you just connect with. That’s how Auggie’s feeling right now, and he hopes and prays that the feeling is mutual.

That being said, given their developing bond, there’s nothing the shorter loves more than discovering what actions of his drive Roman absolutely wild. Each moan that he pulls out of the other’s diaphragm is like music to his ears, and he does all that he can to ensure that those groans and hums don’t ever stop. However, when it’s decided that it’s time to go even further, August stands up and leans into his beloved; wrapping the two of them up in a passionate kiss. Giving into it for a moment, he gently guides the raven-haired male back to their previous position, then lies back on the rock like before. Thighs spread, knees raised upwards towards his chest, he puts himself on display for him—desperate to feel that delectable cock deep inside... God, just the thought of that causes more of his arousal to pool at his entrance.

“Mmm... a—are you gonna go deep, baby?” He asks playfully, one of his hands reaching down to rub over his sodden front-hole; humming at the increased stimulation.

[augustfords]

rooney-velasquez​:

“Not at all,” Rooney assured, reaching up to wipe the melted popsicle from his chin. “Ironic?” He questioned curiously but didn’t press anymore when August said that it was hard to explain. The cherry popsicle was slowly melting in the humid heat, making his mouth busy to finish it off. “Well, I don’t want to be the only one sucking on something here. “I can give you a taste of it, or– I can think of something else for you to suck on?” Rooney quirked a brow as he smirked up at him.

Taking a second to pause and gather all his thoughts, August looks back over to Rooney and grins; shrugging his shoulders at the same time. “Long story short: I’m trans.” He felt safe and comfortable enough to let the other know. So far, he hasn’t had any issues here in regards to his identity, so he doesn’t feel as though he needs to keep that part of himself so hidden. “So, I’m afraid I don’t have a full-on ‘popsicle’ between my legs for you to suck, but trust me, if I did, I’d happily whip it out for you.” His tone is perfectly teasing and light. He hopes that his comments weren’t too lewd. Though, Auggie has a feeling that his words are fine, especially once the other comments about giving him “something else” to suck on. Brows perking upwards, he licks over his lips at the thought—the energy between them shifting automatically. “I mean, I’m not gonna say ‘no’ to whatever it is you’re suggesting. Having somethin’ in my mouth seems kinda, uh—... nice, to be honest.” Smoothly, he scoots closer to his new comrade and grins. “Tell me, though... what exactly do you have in mind, huh?”

[augustfords]

jasonlittle​:

Jason subtly watched as August followed him like something resembling a lost puppy, so sweet and innocent. He had to have been nearly twice his junior; another reminder that Jason wasn’t as young as he used to be. (Not that his fellow campers seemed to mind…)

“Well, believe it or not, I’m kinda the same way,” Jason admits, chuckling to himself. “So don’t feel bad about it, mate. You get more confident with age, even if you don’t realize it. The stuff I’d do now, shit… my younger self wouldn’t even dream of those things. So I reckon you’re on the right path…”

“Over this way,” he says, guiding them to a brook with some trees and the sound of running water. “This place reminds me of a place we used to camp back in Melbourne, before we moved to the States,” he explains, recalling his early youth. “And the blokes here are real friendly, which helps. Makes me wanna come back every year, at least for part of the summers… how are you liking it?”

In all honesty, August isn’t sure if many guys his age would be able approach an older man so confidently, and as that realization hits him, he revels in the sensation of confidence that now surges through his veins. Maybe he wasn’t a dork with no game, after all? One can only hope!

“You know...” He begins, pausing briefly to gather his thoughts. “I kinda know what you mean by that. In no way am I saying that I’m the ‘wisest’ or ‘most-put-together’ twenty-somethin’ year old that’s ever existed, but the older I get, the more I learn that so many little, stupid things just—... aren’t important as we think they are when we’re kids or teens.” He muses, cringing a little at the thought of himself in high school. God, who he was then is so drastically different than who he is now, and for that, he’s forever grateful.

As Jason continues to guide him, he listens closely; offering up his undivided attention before it’s his turn to respond. “It’s beautiful over here... and I’m sure it’s even more beautiful back in Melbourne. I can’t say I’ve ever been, but I don’t know. Hangin’ out with you is makin’ me want to book a flight whenever I’m done with camp.” The smaller of them smiled, eyes gazing at the taller before aiming back at the ground they walked on.

“I like it a lot, to be honest, like... I don’t know. For the first time, like, I feel like I’m surrounded by people who actually accept me and give a shit about what I have to say, you know? That’s really nice. Can’t say I’ve ever had anything close to this back home. Like, trust me—my life in Texas isn’t the worst it could be, but it’s still nothing compared to this. This is honestly like a heaven-on-earth kinda thing for me.” Hopefully he wasn’t making the mood too serious in tone. To help lighten things up, he shrugged his shoulders and chuckled. “

[augustfords]

OOC UPDATE. — Wow, it feels like I haven’t been on the dashboard in what seems like 90 centuries? Sheesh! I’m sorry for the absence, but I do thank you all for being so patient with me about replies, plotting IM’s, etc.! Now that things are slowing down for me, I’ll be getting back to all I owe as soon as possible! The group looks like it’s grown so much and I can’t wait to get to know all of the new writers and muses present! Either way— I’ll be back to regularly scheduled nonsense sometime after work this evening! If you’d like to plot or thread with Auggie at all, let me know by liking this post! I’ll contact you asap via tumblr IM unless you prefer discord! 🥰

[oscarisaache]

[augustfords]

romandubois​:

     auggie was something special, and roman was convinced of that. no one could tell him otherwise. just looking at that gorgeous face, hearing that sweet voice on his ears, feeling his touch further reinforced roman’s thoughts. roman was just sure that he’d been crafted by the gods. it was almost unbelievable to him. how one person could get him so worked up, make him so eager. it felt like he’d known august all his life; then again, they were cut from the same cloth almost. all he could think about was just… making him happy, pleasing him. roman knew how difficult it was with his own family; he couldn’t even imagine what it was like for auggie. he wanted to be able to make him forget about it all, if but for a moment.he wouldn’t have been surprised if someone said auggie hung the moon and stars himself. maybe it was all happening so fast, but he couldn’t help himself…. and it showed. those dilated pupils gave him away so easily.

     “you’re one to talk, auggie…” roman breathes out, his voice soft and delicate. digits come down to the hem of tank-top, quickly slipping it over his head. the garment is discarded onto the rock. muscles bared and all, roman nearly loses it just watching the beautiful man between his knees. “there you go, baby boy,” he says softly. now that he knows just how much it affects august, he’s never going to stop using it. it was a dangerous tool in his hands now. moans erupt from his plump pink lips as his head thuds softly against the stone behind him. he’s overwhelmed with pleasure, getting lost in bliss with each passing second. roman’s never felt so sensitive before, and the vibrations around his thick length only make it harder for him to catch his breath.

     gently, fingers come to tangle in august’s chestnut locks. he lazily guides the beautiful boy along his cock — it’s not really like he needs any help. “fuck, august,” roman whines. his eyelids flutter to a close, his heart pounding against his chest. “god, you’re perfect,” he breathes out, his grip around his hair tightening a little bit. “fu-fuck, you’re good at that.” roman knows he probably won’t last long if august keeps it up — which was almost embarrassing… but he’s more than happy to go another round or two. in fact, he wants just that. 

Despite the fact that he and Roman are quite literally having sex in public right now, August can’t help but feel like this is the most intimate he’s ever been with someone—a sensation that causes his heart to flutter sweetly, his blood to rush through his body at lightning speed, and his emotions to take a nosedive into the rosy waters of infatuation all at once. He’s so dedicated to pleasuring his lover; returning the favor a thousand times over for the orgasm that he was given. Never in his life had he cum that hard before... and he only had a feeling that even that record would be broken, yet again, by the end of their time spent together. So, he put his mouth and tongue to work; pouring his heart out in physicality alone as he sucked lovingly upon Roman’s dick. His hands squeezed at those deliciously meaty thighs a little more before moving upwards towards the taller’s pectorals, and once he arrived at them, he pawed at them gently; palms massaging away at his sensitive nipples for a new source of stimulation and pleasure.

Gulping and slurping all the way, he begins to pick up his pace a little bit as he glances upwards at his beloved; overjoyed at the expressions all over his face. That only makes him want to work harder—but he’s not sure if Roman wants to cum just yet. So, he teasingly slows down a little to give him a break from the immense speed; dropping that gorgeous cock from his mouth for a brief moment so he could suckle on his lover’s balls for a little while. God, it seems as though every inch of him is scrumptious. "Mmm... you’re honestly like, one of the hottest guys I’ve ever seen, baby...” He breathes, nuzzling against Roman’s low-hanging gloves before licking back up his shift teasingly; pausing at the tip. “D—Do... you wanna fuck me?” He asks, then continues to glide his tongue all along the other’s perfect erection before suckling it back in as he waits for the answer... not wanting to miss a single opportunity to have it in his mouth again.

[augustfords]

judeorso​:

Jude had found a perfect position in which he would quite happily spend hours and hours, having August laid on top of him like this, both using their mouths to give each other waves of pleasure, it was literal heaven on earth. Having the other boy’s thighs around him, the scent and taste of him filling his sense, it was truly a perfect place to be situated. On top of that everything he could feel Auggie doing at his other end was making his heart pound in his chest and long low hums of pleasure escape from his mouth. The toying with his sac followed by the licking of the underside of his cock and then suckling on the tip, August certainly knew how to give him attention and it showed with how his length twitched and throbbed. The only thing better than that right now was feeling how Gus’ body reacted to what Jude was doing, hard purrs, arching back, curling toes, it was exactly what he hoped to get and encouraged him to double his efforts.

He lets a loud groan fill Auggie’s front hole as the boy begins to bob expertly on his cock, taking his length and girth with ease, cheeks and lips squeezing around his hardness bringing waves of pleasure to Jude. Meanwhile he was pushing further and further inside the delicious front entrance as it was pushed eagerly back into him, words of encouragement from his beloved serving to give him confidence that he was stimulating him in all the right ways. Jude would occasionally move away from the hole, kissing the skin around it or working his way to Gus’ back entrance and beginning to feast eagerly on that as well, the contrasting tastes divine upon his tongue. At these moments he brought his hand up to cup August’s crotch and experimented with inserting fingers into his front, first the fore finger, then the middle, then both together, seeing how deep he could go and how much he could stretch him. It seemed his lover had the same idea as he felt his puckered hole suddenly stimulated by a couple of fingers and the pleasure was so intense that he could stop his hips from bucking, fucking his cock upwards and into the hot wet mouth that was wrapped around it. “Fuck, Gus, you’re fucking perfect in every way”

Being able to bring someone high amounts of pleasure always brought August to euphoria; the sensation of merely making someone moan and bringing them to an orgasm enough to please him tenfold. So, when sixty-nine was suggested, he was more than pleased to oblige. It seems like Jude’s a similar type of person—their pair of them both ardently working on one another so they were equally residing in heaven-on-earth. Truth be told, he could do this all day if he were given the opportunity to, especially with the man underneath him. All Auggie wanted to do was ensure that his lover had the best time possible, so he continued his rubbing and sucking and slurping—dedicated to providing the taller with a moment he’ll never, ever forget.

That being said, it’s definitely going to be a point in time that he’ll recall fondly, too. It was a little hard to keep his bobbing to a reasonable pace whenever Jude was reaching new depths in his front-hole with his tongue; that sensation alone causing him to lose composure a few times, but he remained strong and persistent with his speed and ability. Now, though, he just generously moaned all over the older’s cock as he took it deep into his throat—wanting to push harder like Jude was. Things only got more pleasurable from there, though. Before he knew it, he felt that precious roseate muscle lap away at his ass, and slowly, each one of Jude’s fingers entering him... and he was becoming so desperate for him that it was almost embarrassing. Ceasing his motions, he centered his position and allowed his lover to fuck into his mouth as hard and fast as he wanted; his own fingers teasing and massaging at the other’s hole for extra stimulation.

Parting his thighs wider, he began to push back onto the motion of Jude’s digits; feeling as if he was near his edge, but August’s doing his best to stay the course—holding out for an even larger grand finale later on. Though, after awhile longer, he moves up to take a break from the throat-fucking—catching his breath for a moment. “Fuck, Jude... I don’t think I’ve ever wanted a guy this badly before...” He cooed between breaths and moans, moving the hand that was once on the taller’s hole to his cock to jack it off in the interim. “You’re gonna feel so good inside me...”