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caleb maxwell curtis twenty-seven equestrian

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sebfuckingkyle:

Seb tried to laugh, but couldn’t muster a full one through what Caleb was doing to him so instead his just gave a breathless smile at his sass. “Nice,” he teased, shifting a little on his bed.

He shifted again, with an accompanying moan, as Caleb pressed right up against his prostate, electricity zinging through his cells.

“Fuck,” he said, breathless again, eyes shutting for a moment.

He gave a coy grin at Caleb’s question, about to give a teasing answer before Caleb’s mouth was on his, hot and wet. Seb hummed into his mouth, hand sliding into the dark thicket of the man’s hair and pulling it a little bit. A higher-pitched noise came as Caleb pressed his prostate again, gasping against Caleb’s mouth as he pulled his fingers out.

He blinked loosely at the man above him, watching him roll on the condom.

“How do you want me…” Seb asked, a little bit dazed.

Caleb panted softly when they pulled apart - the heat of Sebastian’s mouth and the slick press of his tongue knocked the breath out of Caleb, making his pulse race up in his throat, flooding into his ears. He swallowed, eyes skirting over the pale expanse of Sebastian’s chest - he was pretty lean honestly, but there was a wiry sort of strength to him. Vastly different from Caleb himself, but still obvious to the eye. 

He turned his focus away from Sebastian for a few moments when he ripped the condom open, needing both hands to roll it on. He does so fairly quickly, hands practised enough not to fumble. He slicked himself up with more lube afterwards, biting his lower lip. His hands curled over Sebastian’s thighs after he finished, using that grip to drag the young man flush up against him, knees hooked at Caleb’s sides. 

“Just like this is perfect,” Caleb told him, tongue darting over his lips. One hand wrapped around the base of his cock, the other grasping at the underside of Seb’s thigh. “Tell me if it’s too much or if you want to stop.” His eyes found Seb ‘s as he spoke, and then he pressed his hips forward, sinking slowly into him. A low noise puffed from Caleb’s lips, brow bending a little, stomach muscles fluttering. 

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sebfuckingkyle:

Seb tried to laugh, but couldn’t muster a full one through what Caleb was doing to him so instead his just gave a breathless smile at his sass. “Nice,” he teased, shifting a little on his bed.

He shifted again, with an accompanying moan, as Caleb pressed right up against his prostate, electricity zinging through his cells.

“Fuck,” he said, breathless again, eyes shutting for a moment.

He gave a coy grin at Caleb’s question, about to give a teasing answer before Caleb’s mouth was on his, hot and wet. Seb hummed into his mouth, hand sliding into the dark thicket of the man’s hair and pulling it a little bit. A higher-pitched noise came as Caleb pressed his prostate again, gasping against Caleb’s mouth as he pulled his fingers out.

He blinked loosely at the man above him, watching him roll on the condom.

“How do you want me…” Seb asked, a little bit dazed.

Caleb panted softly when they pulled apart - the heat of Sebastian’s mouth and the slick press of his tongue knocked the breath out of Caleb, making his pulse race up in his throat, flooding into his ears. He swallowed, eyes skirting over the pale expanse of Sebastian’s chest - he was pretty lean honestly, but there was a wiry sort of strength to him. Vastly different from Caleb himself, but still obvious to the eye. 

He turned his focus away from Sebastian for a few moments when he ripped the condom open, needing both hands to roll it on. He does so fairly quickly, hands practised enough not to fumble. He slicked himself up with more lube afterwards, biting his lower lip. His hands curled over Sebastian’s thighs after he finished, using that grip to drag the young man flush up against him, knees hooked at Caleb’s sides. 

“Just like this is perfect,” Caleb told him, tongue darting over his lips. One hand wrapped around the base of his cock, the other grasping at the underside of Seb’s thigh. “Tell me if it’s too much or if you want to stop.” His eyes found Seb ‘s as he spoke, and then he pressed his hips forward, sinking slowly into him. A low noise puffed from Caleb’s lips, brow bending a little, stomach muscles fluttering. 

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sebfuckingkyle:

Seb just smiled as Caleb asked him if it was good–no shit it was good, to the point where Seb had forgotten just how good getting laid could be. He huffed, moaning a little bit as Caleb continued, amused by his words.

“Yeah? Do I not look good usually?” he quipped back, giggling for a moment before he was cut off by a moan, lashes fluttering over his eyes. He moaned softly again, allowing his eyes to stay closed as he settled into what Caleb was doing to him.

He moaned a sharper noise as Caleb was quick to slide three fingers into him–he eased up quickly, but it was a little sudden. Seb didn’t mind though. Whatever got them to the main event quicker was fine by him.

Seb squeezed Caleb’s cock slightly, enjoying the shift of it against his palm. God damn the guy had a nice package.

“Yeah, most definitely,” he answered without even thinking about it, “I’d rather wait though…” He smiled, opening his eyes as his chest collected with air.

“Want you to give it to me.” He grinned a little cheshire grin, flicking his wrist to jerk Caleb off a little faster too.

Caleb’s mouth curled up at one corner, cheek pitting with a slight dimple at Seb’s little quip back. “Well, I didn’t want to say anything...” He teased back, obviously not serious. Sebastian was a very good-looking man - he was very much Caleb’s type, honestly. Not that Caleb had much of a type, but if he did Sebastian definitely fit it pretty well. 

Sebastian’s moan made Caleb’s skin prickle in the best possible way, arousal sparking under his skin, making his tummy clench. His hips bowed a little into Sebastian’s touch, fingers curling up and flexing against his prostate again, wanting to make him squirm. 

Caleb hummed softly at Sebastian’s words, stroking his fingers in place. “What, you don’t wanna come twice?” He teased softly, eyes darting over Sebastian’s face. He leant down after a moment, pressing their lips together again. His tongue slid wetly against Sebastian’s lips, fingers giving one last curl before he slipped them out. He insinuated himself before Sebastian’s thighs, reaching for the condom they’d tossed on the sheets earlier. 

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“Mm, that’s it,” Seb groaned as he felt Caleb’s hips shift, the animalistic instinct turning Seb on. God damn he couldn’t wait for this guy. Seb’s face twisted before relaxing again as Caleb slicked another finger in him, his legs spreading even further (if it were possible) as he breathed heavily.

His lashes fluttered as his eyes opened again, meeting Caleb’s gaze once more. Damn, Caleb sure looked at him a lot.

“Fu-uck,” he whined as Caleb’s finger’s curled perfectly, hitting just the right spot. On the first fucking try? Really?

“Shit,” he gasped before meeting the tiny kisses, fleeting and sweet, distracted by what was going on elsewhere. Seb continued to jerk Caleb off as smoothly as he could with two fingers inside him and another hand on his own dick, having to shut his eyes again to bask in it all.

“Another,” he said after several more moments of Caleb prepping.

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Caleb puffed a short breath as Sebastian’s hand worked on his cock, his own hips rolling forward a little, sliding himself through the circle of Sebastian’s fist. He bit down on his lower lip, stomach twisting almost painfully with arousal when Sebastian gasped out a curse in reaction to the flex of Caleb’s fingers. 

Caleb stared down at Sebastian as he flexed his fingers again, curling and rubbing in a way he knew would make Seb’s toes curl. Caleb was fairly proficient when it came to this kind of stuff - though he had more experience with women, he’d had a lot of... Informational gay experiences. 

“S’at good?” Caleb asked quietly, throat sticky, blurring his words a little with the heat of his arousal. He swallowed tightly to clear his throat a bit, speaking again. “You look so good like this,” he said, tone muted, not bothering to raise his voice considering their proximity. His arousal darkened his tone, deepening and roughening his voice a little. 

Caleb nodded a bit at Sebastian’s request, tugging his fingers out. He slicked them up better, lubing a third before he dropped them back down between Sebastian’s thighs. Caleb sunk two first, pulling back before slipping in a third on a forward thrust. Caleb worked them slowly - his fingers were a bit thicker than Sebastian’s so the last thing he wanted to do was give the man too much too soon. 

“You take it so well,” Caleb soothed, hand curling around Sebastian’s dick again, jerking him a little quicker. “Think I could make you come just like this?”

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“Co–ah,” Seb gasped, “Could’ve fooled me…” He smiled a private little smile, letting his breath escape him more smoothly this time as Caleb crooked his finger just so. He wasn’t being complimentary either–Caleb really seemed to know how to press his buttons (almost literally).

Seb focused on kissing, taking the lead in this situation as his own hand went for Caleb’s dick, feeling the skin slide easily in his hand. He hummed a little, appreciating the weight of the man in his palm, excited to know how he felt inside him.

“Another please,” he murmured, getting a little impatient. Tenderness was all fine and good, but in the end Seb liked getting to the main event, because that meant getting off. He moaned a little and ground his hips, as if further cementing his invitation.

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Caleb’s mouth curled a touch when Sebastian gaped out a soft murmur, pleased with how things were going. Really pleased. A soft huff puffed from Caleb as Sebastian’s hand wrapped around his cock. Caleb’s hips squirmed forward a little, pushing into his grasp. 

Caleb panted softly against the kiss, humming when the man spoke, requesting another. Caleb complied, pressing in a second finger, breaking away from the kiss to watch Sebastian’s face, the expressions flickering over his features. 

Caleb’s fingers flexed as he felt Sebastian stretch around his digits, curling them up to press up, searching for Sebastian’s prostate. Caleb dipped his head down and nipped at Sebastian’s lower lip, nudging their noses together as his other hand worked Sebastian’s cock. 

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Caleb shook his head minutely at Sebastian’s query, brow furrowed in concentration. “Not really,” He murmured, thumb sweeping up against Sebastian’s tip as his finger curled crooking within the man, beginning to work in a smooth sort of rhythm. 

Caleb glanced between them a moment before his gaze lifted, meeting Sebastian’s. Green locked on blue and stayed there, hands working on a sort of muscle memory instead of sight as he kept their gazes locked. He liked eye contact in situations like this - it was direct, sexy in an intense kind of way. Sebastian was definitely intense - his eyes were beautifully clear, cool blue and focused directly on Caleb’s. 

A soft huff pulled from his lips when Sebastian tugged him down, mouth softening to meet the kiss, lips pliable on Seb’s. He sucked gently at the man’s lower lip, mouthing at the plush swell, nose nudging Sebastian’s cheek. He was a little distracted in his kissing, though, letting Sebastian take the lead there as he focused more on exactly what he was doing with his hands. 

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sweetjessamine:

“That’s me, the girl who builds up men’s egos.” Fighting back a giggle, Jessie waited patiently for Caleb to make up his mind. She hadn’t expected to see him but it wasn’t unwelcome by any means and she didn’t mind buying breakfast for an old friend of sorts. “Pancakes are always a good option.”

“Obviously,” Caleb intones dryly, shaking his head a little bit. His hand slips up over his bearded jaw, brushing up to rub his eye from under the lens of his glasses. “Ain’t that the truth.”

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Caleb hummed softly at Sebastian’s coy little reply, the retort bringing a smile to Caleb’s mouth. He should’ve expected a reply like that, a little snip without being pointed or smug - in a different position with a little more clothes it might’ve devolved into banter but Caleb didn’t tease back, just grinned instead. 

Caleb bit down on his kiss-reddened lower lip as Sebastian spread his thighs so prettily, exposing himself fully, shamelessly. Caleb liked that - how open Sebastian was to his touch, how receptive. It was nice to have someone want his touch so freely, not hide it behind mixed signals and coyness. 

When Sebastian consented Caleb’s mouth curled, twisting up in a lopsided grin as he crooked his wrist forward, finger pressing into Sebastian in one slick push. Caleb’s breath huffed from him at the warmth of Sebastian around his digit, silky and enveloping. Caleb’s mind snapped immediately to just how it’d feel around a certain other part of his anatomy, the thought mouth watering. But he held back nfor now - Caleb knew the man needed prep, and plenty of it. Caleb’s fingers were thicker than Sebastian’s, so one for now was probably enough of a stretch. 

Caleb let his free hand shift to wrap around Sebastian’s dick again, beginning to stroke him as his finger thrust in tandem, starting up a decent rhythm. 

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cherryluxmoreno:

Cherry giggled quietly to herself, her friend amusing her with how grouchy he was being. “So what was your mother drinking? Whiskey? Beer? It has to be one of them to keep in with that stereotype.”

“That’s the one part of the whole drunk Irish thing that she doesn’t do. Lady drinks gin and juice like she’s fuckin’ Snoop Dogg or something.”

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Caleb found Sebastian’s giggles to be oddly endearing - he didn’t expect such a man to make that kind of noise. Sebastian did give off a very hard, rough around the edges sort of vibe so to hear him giggle so sweetly was seemingly a little out of character. Caleb liked it, though - he liked that this whole thing could be light-hearted. People took sex too seriously. 

Sebastian’s little mumbles made him huff a small, amused noise, nudging his nose against Seb’s absently. His tongue polished over Seb’s lower lip, tasting the plush warmth of it. His hand still worked Sebastian’s cock, growing acquainted with the weight of it against his palm, appreciating the generous expanse of skin. 

“Mm. Okay,” Caleb murmured when Sebastian gave him directions - he kissed the man again instead of moving, indulging himself in several languid moments of kissing before he finally broke away, pushing himself to his feet. His eyes darted over Sebastian before he turned away, making a rather comfortable walk across to the bathroom door, obviously not bothered by walking around stark naked in someone else’s apartment. 

Caleb found the supplies pretty easily, grabbing them both before he headed back to the bed, dropping down on his knees between Sebastian’s legs. “Has anyone ever told you that you’re really fuckin’ pretty?” He queried, unable to stop himself from saying it. The liquor and the heat of his arousal had certainly loosened his tongue - he opened the lube, slicking up his fingers before a hand went back to Seb’s cock, the other settling between Seb’s thighs, lube wet fingers tracing up the cleft of his firm little ass to circle at his hole. 

“Can I?”

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Caleb cocked a brow at Sebastian’s teasing words - admittedly Sebastian’s chattiness is a bit charming, if not oddly timed. “Sophie’s... Isn’t that the movie where Meryl Streep kills herself?” Caleb queried, brow furrowing a little. He wondered briefly if that might be some thinly veiled insult, but he didn’t pursue it. 

Instead Caleb stepped out of his jeans, kicking off his boxer briefs a moment later, leaving himself completely bare. While Caleb wasn’t often naked in front of others he was fairly comfortable when he was - he didn’t have any qualms about his body, really. His anxiety manifested itself in other parts of his life, for which he was thankful. 

Caleb shrugged a little, smiling wryly. “I like to keep my options open,” he answered, humming at Sebastian’s request. “I wanna do that,” he replied in a murmur, tilting his chin down to press their lips together once more. His hands wandered South, one wrapping around Sebastian’s cock. He began to stroke Sebastian smoothly, working his wrist - it takes him a few moments to establish a good rhythm out of practice with touching anyone other than himself. 

He broke away from the kiss with a pop, sucking Sebastian’s lower lip with him, releasing it after he stretched it out. “Mm, where d’you keep your lube?”

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lily-riley:

“Primo people?” She looked at him confused, not exactly knowing what that meant. “I get what you’re saying, and I could see how for you it’d be a cool conversation piece. But mine– I got script on my wrist that’s not that interesting, and the one on my leg, if someone is looking at it too long, I just feel like they’re staring where they shouldn’t be– and it just gets awkward. And that’s only in the off chance that it’s not covered up. I like to think mine are just for me, you know? Not for everyone else to question.” 

“Uh like... Cool people, I guess. Yeah,” he says, scratching absently at the scruffy hair on his jaw. “I wouldn’t say cool conversation piece. Just... People ask questions about ‘em, y’know? Or they tell me that they’re pretty gay tattoos for a dude to have. Y’know, the usual shit,” he says with a wry laugh. “Yeah, fairt enough. I mean, mine are just for me too - but you’re probably smart gettin’ yours in places you can cover when you wanna.”

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levi-adams:

“I kind of want to come the next time the two of you go drinking together, I feel like it’s a challenge to keep up with your mom without dying.  But how’s your birthday, besides the hangover?”

“Well if you wanna leave in a body bag be my guest. She also might try to hook you up with one of her friends children, so be prepared,” he says, wrinkling his nose a bit. “It’s... Another day, really. I’m just glad I get the day off.”

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finebyrhi:

Rhi stifled her laughter, turning her attention back to her menu for a moment before closing it, having decided what she was going to order already. “I can handle my liquor unlike someone at this table.” Turning on her heel and walking away with a laugh. Rhiannon covered her mouth with her hand to hold back her giggles, finally finding her voice after a moment. “So, uh, what are you gonna get?”

Caleb rolls his eyes a bit at his sister’s retort, shaking his head as she walks away. “Kid really doesn’t know what she’s talking about. She had like two mimosas at her aunt’s brunch the other day and she was staggering,” Caleb says, huffing a soft noise of amusement that turns to a groan - laughing was a bad idea. 

“Uh... Probably pancakes. Pancakes and extra bacon and like a gallon of coffee.”

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finebyrhi:

Rhiannon was a good friend. Like, the best friend. She baked Caleb birthday brownies for his birthday and she also dragged him out for brunch, knowing he would be extremely hungover and in need of food. When the person at the booth behind him sneezed, Rhi chuckled, glancing up at Caleb from her menu. “It was a sneeze.” She murmured, mindful of keeping her voice down as the waitress set their coffees down. She turned to look at Caleb, obviously holding back her laughter as she set the little bowl of creamers down. Rhiannon knew it was his sister trying to give him hell, and it made her smile. “I’m not sure if your brother’s ready yet. Can we have few minutes?”

Caleb wrinkles his nose. “They should sneeze elsewhere. It’s loud and it’s also gross,” He claims, rubbing a hand down his face. He doesn’t even glance up when his sister approaches - he can feel her eyes on him and he already knows she’s trying not to laugh. “You’re not gonna think this is funny when mom does it to you,” he claims, shaking his head as he shoots his sister a look, flapping a hand at her in a shooing sort of gesture. “Go, go. Before I decide not to tip you.”

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“You know, you really shouldn’t party with people out of your league,” Levi commented, setting down one of the coffees he brought with him.  He figured his friend would have a hangover.  “It looks like you and whoever you got drunk with just told the bartender to fuck you up, and they succeeded.”

Caleb cocks a brow, pulling a bit of a face at the blonde. “I didn’t party by choice. My mother is very persuasive,” he retorts, shaking his head a bit. “She drinks like a fish and expects everyone she’s with to do the same.”