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#GAM3BO1RPS. independent, multimuse blog. oc characters. mainly slice of life, mainly gay (smut).
mun is 28, gmt-8 (pst/california), he/they/any. please be over 21+ if interacting.
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ryan had at least tried not to set the pace too high, but it was kind of hard to read how henry was doing. he knew the other put in plenty of work in the gym, but a long hike was a different beast entirely. pausing whenever the other needed it, and otherwise just... keeping things fun as they went. "really? damn, and here I thought you could handle me." it's an easy comment to toss back at the other's chuckle, but then the other's shirt was coming off, and he found his gaze lingering. dragging over the other's chest for a moment, and nodding a little. "hey, you're good, c'mon. this way a little." a hand shifted to the other's bare back, a gentle yet guiding pressure to direct him toward a patch of trees off to the side of the path. if nothing else, they were casting some shade. "sit down, the heat's the most dangerous thing out here."
henry had made plenty of jokes about how ryan was trying to kill him on the hike, with how long it was, but the other man was so considerate all throughout. henry didn't even feel embarrassed about how his long limbs were in vein, considering how kind ryan was being about it. he follows the other to the trees, which does soothe him with the extra shade, but also just makes him want to stay alone with ryan a little longer. "i can't handle you, eh? what's that mean" he teases, calling back to those earlier words just as a joke. clearly, he couldn't handle the hike. "gonna sit with me?" he wonders, though he sees there isn't much space to. at the very least, there's a henry sized lap to make space on.
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Jiwon's pleased at how perfectly Minkyu reacts to him like he's hanging off of his every word. There's just something about getting the younger right to the edge and taking what he wants that drives Jiwon's teasing. How could he not when he gets such beautiful reactions out of Minkyu? Jiwon feels warmed beneath the youngers warm, hungry gaze like he might die without him. Without his touch. "Sir? It's daddy." Jiwon's brow furrows. "Have I been gone so long that you've forgotten?" He asks with a curious raise of his brow while dropping a hand to the others belly with splayed fingers to touch as much of him as possible. "You always satisfy me. You're big and pretty in all the places that I like." He reaches a hand down between them to squeeze Minkyu through his briefs. "What did you do without me while I was gone? I know I had you on the phone for hours." Jiwon smiles as he searches the youngers face. "Did you find it hard to focus thinking about me all day?"
Minkyu had never been this desperate for someone else. He wasn't even putting it on for effect, if Jiwon wanted him to beg, he'd just be speaking his true thoughts. He shakes his head in disapproval of his own mishap, remedying it immediately. "I'm sorry, daddy, forgive me..." he whines. He loved when Jiwon was in full control like this, he had missed it just as he mentioned a million times. He whines softly when he's touched, desperate for more of it. "Thought about you every second, every hour," he admits. "I'd touch myself thinking about you, but nothing feels like the real thing, daddy..." He almost has it in him to whine again. "Please, daddy, touch me..."
Kaden watched as Neel moved toward him. He could feel his heart racing faster and faster by the second. He was so excited and so nervous all at the same time. And before he knew it, Neel was pulling him close and kissing him in a way that totally kicked Kaden right off his feet, metaphorically speaking, of course.
Kaden couldn't help the soft little moan that escaped as he felt that kiss, leaning into it, his hand reaching up to palm against the side of the other's face. For a moment, he completely forgot where they were and what they were doing. All that he could think about was Neel and how fucking amazing those lips felt against his own.
Neel was clearly satisfied with the kiss. Never mind the show they had to put on for the people watching, he had forgotten that this was for a game and not of his own doing. It was something he'd definitely do on his own, spurred in the name of the game, but now that game didn't matter to him anymore.
He's the one to break the kiss, a necessary evil he clearly didn't want to do. He's still rather close to Kaden when he does, regarding the rest of the room first. "Alright, who's next?" he asks. Then, the mere moment people shift their attention back to the game, he's looking back at Kaden. "Why don't we go somewhere private?"
if nothing else, ryan had always been pretty good at avoiding crowds when he headed out on a hike. you learned the best times like it was second nature, avoiding too many people to actually be able to enjoy the quiet of nature rather than constantly being disturbed by other people. it was why he'd been so keen to drag henry out with him as early as he had. now with the sun starting to rise, it meant he could show off the view to a degree, sun cresting the horizon. "I think I'm doing pretty good so far." an easy grin offered, but gratefullly taking the water bottle and swigging. "how about you, hm? coping alright?" a smile offered, along with a slight bump of a shoulder.
ryan was good company. throughout the hike, they were able to share a nice conversation, save for the steep moments where henry had to stay silent to catch his breath. for someone who worked out as frequent as him, he definitely needed to work on his stamina, as he was the one who mandated his break. "yeah, you're killing me," he said with a chuckle, though he's catching his breath now and is seemingly fine. "i'm okay, it's just... hot." as if to remedy that, he goes ahead and lifts his shirt over his head, slinging it over his shoulder as a result. "gimme like... five more minutes for break," he confesses.
Austin began grunting and gagging around him more, his spit dribbling down the rest of the other's cock still, as Cris began to relentlessly fuck his throat. He was more than eager to swallow the man's load and earn his prize and really taste him, that much was evident in the sounds that he was making around the man's cock, but only if Cris would be able to last for another round.
He wanted to taste Cris's load, but he wanted Cris to fuck him like this as well even more.
Grunting in response, his left hand moved to grip onto Cris's thigh as his right fell away from the man and dropped down between his own legs. Swiping some of the pre pearled on the tip off with his thumb, he smeared it into the palm of his hand to use as lube before he did as he was told and started jerking himself off as well.
cris particularly enjoyed how messy it got. austin, handsome and composed just moments ago, getting wrecked by cris' behavior. it was a personal favorite juxtaposition of his, as someone who generally presented himself as calm and collected, to be able to be like this to men. he almost wanted to commit to his release right then and there.
"so hard for me, huh?" he asks, proudly. he relents on the other, lifting his head from his cock to admire the messy mouth he's caused. "gonna fuck you just like that. tell me how you want it," he remarks, as if he's granted austin the greatest privilege in the world. "on your back or on your knees?"
He was already drunk on the way he smelled, now that he had Cris in his mouth he was even more consumed by how the man tasted. Eagerly moving his head back and forth, bobbing up and down as he sucked him off, he was happy to be reduced to nothing more than heavy breaths and muffled moans as he serviced the other man's cock.
He couldn't really respond but as the other's hands continued to move through his hair and grip onto his head, and as Cris kept the dirty talk going, Austin managed to grunt and moan around him in a way that made the sounds almost seem like they were saying Yes Sir around him; and, in a way, he was.
Moaning louder around him as he felt Cris grip onto his hair and start to thrust up into him, Austin tried to relax his throat even more to make it easier for the other man to change the pace up on him and start leading the charge; his lips glistening from his own spit as it dribbled down what little of Cris's cock he hadn't managed to swallow yet.
it was what austin had asked for earlier, and cris made sure to deliver it. clearly, he was enjoying it just as much, a plethora of noises escaping his lips that all indicated some sort of pleasure. he couldn’t get enough, and he was in a daze just reveling back and enjoying using the other’s mouth.
austin was so, so obedient. cris knew that was a slippery slope, knowing how much he wanted to make use of it. for now, he used to fuck his throat rather relentlessly. he liked to fuck just as rough, so maybe it was a warning to austin what else was in store for more than just his mouth.
“fuck, austin, could cum just like this,” he admits. if he continued to fuck his mouth in the way he was, he knew it was inevitable. but he ought to give austin more warning. “touch yourself for me, naughty. need to be inside you.”
“I am saying that, Sir.” Austin teased under his breath before taking Cris back into his mouth.
Groaning as he feels the other's hand in his hair again, his breathing a bit choppier now that it's solely going through his nose, Austin works himself into a steady rhythm as he bobs his head up and down; taking Cris deeper and deeper into his mouth with each swallow. He might have been out of practice but there were still some habits of his he had that didn't need dusting off. Keeping his cheeks hollowed out around the other's length, and his lips tight around him, Austin kept his tongue pushed up against the veins on the underside of his shaft to make his mouth and throat feel even tighter as he worked his way further down.
He finally gagged as Cris reached the back of his throat. Coughing around him a bit, he pulled back just enough to catch his breath before stubbornly pushing forward again as the sound of him gagging around the other's cock again, and again, and again began to blend with the quieter, needier sounds of his muffled moaning.
if austin hadn't earned a nice throat-fucking already, the soft tease gets him exactly that. each moment passes, cris gets more and more excited as they unravel to each other.
he was a man who loved a good blowjob. sometimes, it was all he needed to get off. if that was his intention tonight, he was certain austin would get him there. though part of him knew he had to bide his time a little bit, save himself for the proper fucking he had promised earlier. still, that didn't stop him from enjoying it, cursing and moaning as the other did his thing.
"naughty boy, must love sucking this dick so much," he teases, enjoying the dirty talk and not relenting even if the other can't respond. austin was too damn good that it almost felt like he was rewarding him, using his grip on his hair to start thrusting his cock into his mouth, his throat. "yeah, just like that...."
“The way this is going you're going to have me hard and leaking while you fuck me,” he groaned as he kept breathing in the way Cris smelled. Turning his head a bit just so he could look up at the man over him, he mumbled another “Please,” as the other man's cock rested against the side of his face.
Once he was given permission, Austin moved again. “I think so,” he answered confidently before pressing his lips against the base of the man's cock. “I am a bit out of practice though, so if I struggle you might have to make me.” He mumbled, hinting at another desire of his as he gave Cris permission to be a bit rough with him. Kissing and licking his way up the length of the other's cock, Austin groaned again as the head finally rested against his lips.
“So fucking gorgeous,” he repeated his compliment from earlier before opening his mouth and taking the other's bulbous head between his lips. Swirling his tongue over the sensitive tip, to tease him a bit, he then began to slowly start bobbing his head back and forth; swallowing Cris deeper each time he bobbed forward, eager to get the man and his entirety into his mouth.
cris grins as the other speaks. he had make the executive decision in his mind that austin was likely the elder of the two, which excited him even further. to have the elder man on his knees, sniffing and begging for his cock, he can't imagine this night going any better.
"naughty boy," he repeats. each time, it's said with fervor and lust, like he wanted austin to be the naughtiest boy in the world. "if you wanted me to fuck your throat, you could've just said that." he figures it may come out eventually, but clearly he was willing to give austin a fair shot to do as he pleases. the way he licks and kisses, he's sure he won't disappoint even if he can't take it all.
he nods in affirmation. he loves how the other takes his time, but just as quickly loves that it's finally in his mouth. resisting the urge to do as he said just moments ago, he runs a hand through the other's hair again in admiration, signaling his freedom to suck as he wanted. "feels so fucking good," he whines, in appreciation.
Being called a good boy sent shivers down his spine and right to the tip of his cock, making it almost bounce a bit as another wave of need surged through him. The more things unfolded between them the more Austin knew this was never going to happen again. He hoped he'd be able to repeat this anytime with Cris, but he knew he would never be lucky enough to connect with a man like him in a spur of the moment on grindr again.
He was lucky.
“I can't remember the last time I was this hard,” he answered softly and honestly.
Groaning under his breath as the felt the other man's hand in his hair again pushing him back down, he buried his face against Cris at the base of his cock and began taking deep, needy breaths. “I do.” He breathed out as he closed his eyes and lost himself in the way Cris smelled and the way he felt against the side of his face; and against his lips. “Yes Sir, I really do. You smell so good,” he mumbled, “but I bet you taste even better…”
cris was proudly versatile in bed. it made for fun encounters, not knowing what position he'd find himself in. one thing, however, was fairly consistent: any chance he had to be a little kinky, a little dirtier than usual, he'd take. it was one way he lucked out with meeting austin tonight, among others.
"so fucking pretty. gonna stay hard when i fuck you?" he asks. the dirty talk was uncontrollable. he was going to speak all of his naughty thoughts to austin, if he was this receptive.
he could've kept austin there all night, but he knew there was more in store. "you're naughty. not such a good boy after all," he teases, but he clearly loved it. "go ahead and taste it, then. think you can fit it all in your mouth?"
“Yes Sir,” Austin whispered the tease with a soft grunt under his breath. “I'll keep you satisfied. I'm all yours tonight.” Pressing his head back into the hand in his hair a bit he let out another heavy, content sigh as he pulled Cris's underwear down the rest of the way with his hands. Breathing in deep with a quiet groan as he inhaled the other man's subtle musk, he leaned his cheek into the rigid thickness of his shaft as his hands gently rubbed over Cris's thighs.
He was about to lean forward and press another kiss against the stretch of skin beneath Cris's bellybutton, before working his way down to the base of his cock so he could kiss and lick his way slowly to the tip, but he stopped when the other kept a hand in his hair and mentioned wanting to see him naked too. It was only fair, and Austin was eager to get his pants off now that they were a bit tighter, but he still huffed like he was being punished as he leaned away and did as he was told.
Staying on his knees, he shuffled back to give himself a bit of space as he unfastened his pants and shimmied his way out of them; his underwear following shortly after. Turns out he still had a talent for getting his clothes off quickly when he needed too. Looking up at Cris, his chest heaving with each breath, he made no effort to hide how hard his own cock was as he shuffled forward again.
This time, as he leaned in, rather than pressing a kiss against the man's stomach as he had originally planned, he turned his head to the side and let his lips ghost against the other's rigid shaft; his breath warm against his cock as he quietly whispered. “Please…”
the nickname sends a jolt. for every slightly kinky thing austin introduces, cris' cock is practically twitching. he had to make sure he hadn't dreamed this guy up, that he was a real guy fulfilling his fantasy out of pure luck and a grindr message. "good boy," he remarks.
and a good boy the other continues to be. when cris suggests he removes his own clothes, he enjoys the show. what he had already seen of austin's body was practically flawless, that he was desperate to see the full picture. he was quite the delight, fixated on the other's hard cock just as much as he was with the ass he had plans for tonight. "so fucking hard for me, baby."
"mm?" he asked. the other's words weren't too audible from where he stood, he ought to make him repeat it. for now, however, as he waited for a response, he pushes austin's face back down onto his cock, not with an attempt to have it in his mouth, but calling back to a subtle gesture he had noticed earlier.
"sniff. you already love my cock, don't you?"
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It was easier to shake off the nerves when he had a man like Cris with him, and beneath him. Each sound the other man made to let him know he was enjoying this had Austin harder and harder to the point it was almost uncomfortable. His cock throbbed in his pants at the fantasy of having Cris's arm around his neck, trapped in his bicep, to the point that he was going to beg for it by the end of the night if he had too.
“Chest,” he answered with a breathless nod of his head, “and arms.” That much should have been obvious. “You're so fucking gorgeous,” Austin whispered as he looked up at Cris from his new place on his knees. “I'll stay as long as you have use for me.” He teased.
Biting down on his bottom lip and nodding as the man told him to take out his cock, Austin let his hands shift to grab at the buckle of his pants. Unfastening the buckle, pulling the leather through the clasp, he pulled the belt from the loops around the other man's waist and dropped it onto the floor at his side as his hands began to unfasten the button of his pants next. After, he pulled the zipper down before pulling at the man's pants in general so he could pull them off and get them out of their way. Once that was done, rather than grabbing for the waistband of his underwear with his hands, Austin leaned in again and pressed a chaste kiss against Cris's stomach before bringing his mouth down to press against the hardened outline of his erection. Capturing the waist of his underwear in his teeth, he slowly pulled the fabric down until he felt the weight of Cris's cock lightly thud against his cheek as it finally fell free.
not too many people got to see this side of cris. his usual partners were a bit vanilla, more straightforward. now that austin was testing him with exciting things like worshipping his muscles, he more than wanted to explore it further. he felt the need to mention how the night would go, his own plans.
“i have plenty use for a guy like you,” he remarks, raising his brow. “you’re gonna keep me satisfied, won’t you?” he asked, running a hand through the other’s hair. if this was any indication, he surely would.
he sat back and relaxed, let the other man undress him. he almost wishes he hadn’t sent that picture of his cock, if only to be able to see austin’s reaction to finally see it in person. but this was just as good, seeing the other take his time before ultimately freeing it. with his hand still on the other’s hair, he spoke. “wait,” he suggested. “wanna see you naked too.”
open starter: Dean open to: men who bottom (and the extra special man that feels like trying to top a top lol) plot: Dean's trying to relax on the beach on one of his rare days off and y/m interrupts
Dean exhaled a sigh of relief. His body had been badgering him to take a damn day off for months and he'd finally relented. There was only so many days he could stay sitting rigidly straight, while plastering on the brightest camera-ready smile. Even he had his limits. He dug himself into a more intentional rut in his lounger, having just finished oiling himself up and knocking his shades down. He'd finally resigned himself to a few hours of doing absolutely nothing. Or, that was what he'd intended before he felt the direct warmth of the sun leave him. Shifting his glasses down, Dean eyed the man getting in the way of his rays. "I don't mean to bother you, man, but would you mind taking, like...one or two steps to the right?"
liam was, admittedly, a regular at the gay beach. he'd been to a plethora of hangouts and even parties here, but today he was particularly focused on relaxing and having alone time. or at least that's what they told himself, up until the point he sees an attractive, hunk of a man across the way. he hasn't even made his move yet, simply lingering in the space, when the man calls for him first. "sorry, handsome," he assures with a raise of a brow, not thrown off his game at all. "this okay for you?" he asks. he takes the literal two steps, giving the other the sun, but he's not far from view by any means.
“I could tell you,” he teased with a soft growl against the other's lips, kissing him again and again before finally pulling away and leaning back so he could really look down at Cris. “I like the idea of showing you more though.”
Leaning forward again, he let his knees slip a bit closer to the edge as he pushed his hips back so he could bend forward a bit more. Austin's lips connected with the side of Cris's neck again, kissing against his skin. Starting his trail there he began to slowly work his way down. Kissing and biting along the curve of his neck, down onto the plane of his shoulder, before dipping lower to kiss against his clavicle bone as he shifted his hips back again; constantly adjusting his position as he kissed his way lower and lower.
Instead of jumping right into kissing and biting at the other's chest, Austin shifted his attention to the side as his hand's gripped at Cris's hips to keep himself steady as he began kissing and gently dragging his teeth over, nipping at, his right bicep as he worshipped the other's muscle for a minute, or two, before shifting over to his left bicep.
“Fuck,” the word was heavy on his breath, as he centered himself and buried his face against Cris's own chest as the other man commented about wanting to make his chest bounce and watch while he was inside him. “I can't wait to grip onto these while you do,” he whispered, his teeth dragging down the valley between Cris's pecs as he slowly slide out of the man's lap.
Letting his knees carry him down to the floor, so that he was now kneeling in front of the other man, Austin pushed forward and wedged himself between the other's legs as he let his tongue trace along the hardened ridges of the man's abdominal muscles until his lips felt the subtle chill of the metal of his belt buckle. He would have been content to spend the rest of the night worshiping the man's body but right now he had other plans.
they're both fairly unrecognizable from how they were just moments ago. now that things were getting heated, there was an unashamed confidence coming from the both of them. and cris definitely could have a lot of fun with an unfiltered austin.
he simply nods, curious to see him show off all the things he wanted to do with them. he was lucky enough to get to sit back slightly and let the other guy explore him, and it turned him on more than austin could imagine. he enjoyed every touch of his lips, whining softly at different sensations, letting austin know he loved every second of it.
with careful attention to his biceps, he was truly flattered. he flexed the muscle for the other's worship, and had a mind to think of how hot austin would look trapped in his bicep. it wasn't the time for it just now, but he knew there would be eventually. he'd make sure there was.
"you a chest man, too?" for as long as he could manage as the other kisses down his body, he starts to play with his nipple, teasing at the skin to make it sensitive.
when austin falls into his knees, cris is sure he's in heaven. the big, toned body being so willing to please was a dream come true. "think i ought to keep you around all night," he states. "give you a chance to worship this body all night." but for now, both seemed to want to cut to the chase. "got me so hard, baby. take it out for me."
He was only confident because of how badly he wanted Cris. It had been a long time since he'd had sex, that much was obvious, but his desperation wasn't purely driven by the decade long dry spell he'd been under. It was also Cris. The conversation they had on the app, seeing him in person, the pictures they shared. Everything about their exchange so far, everything about Cris, had Austin feeling the neediest he'd felt in a long time.
Groaning as the other man pulled his shirt off, revealing that toned upper body Austin had already spent plenty of time staring at on his phone, he fell forward and immediately latched his lips onto the side of Cris's neck with the intention of working his way lower until he realized Cris had expected the same of him. It was only fair.
Unbuttoning his shirt and throwing it to the side, not caring to see where it landed, Austin looked down at the man beneath him for a second.
Then he let out a heavy breath before pulling off the tight tank-top undershirt he had been wearing as well to reveal his upper body; his pecs littered with short, brown fuzz that spread across the muscle as well as a smattering of tattoos scattered about, decorating his skin.
Eager to kiss him again, their kiss already proving to be electric, he smirked against the other man's lips as he felt his hands against his chest. The way Cris was grabbing and playing with them making him groan a bit under his breath. “You sound like me when I was looking at your pictures earlier. Your chest. Your arms. Your abs. I was making plans for them, you know.” He teased as he pressed into another kiss.
it was completely reasonable the two would gravitate towards each other above the plethora of other men on the app. they were similar aged, seemingly normal, and both had incredible bodies to show off. never mind the fact cris worked hard on his, he was much more focused on austin's.
the tattoos truly did him in. not having any of his own, he couldn't believe that this tatted, toned body was going to be his for the taking. he didn't have much long to enjoy it visually before they're kissing again, but he's perfectly fine enjoying it through touch.
"yeah? tell me your plans," he remarks. "show me your plans," he amends. he had his own in mind, and the way he fixates on austin's chest is one indication he did. "can't wait to have this pretty chest bouncing when i'm inside you." that's one way to declare such a thought, surely.
