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Hey everyone. It's me, after a while on Tumblr. I'm checking my notifications, but they confuse my autistic mind. Sorry because I won't do anything with your interactions. It's too much for me. I feel so tired even looking at your interactions. Just so you know that I've seen them all. But I don't unfortunately have anything else to add.

I'm just reblogging some Charlie Chaplin content like always. Then I'll disappear again, I guess. Take care...

Robert "Bob" Floyd/Jake "Hangman" Seresin

Warnings: 18+, Barebacking, Jake and Bradley as exes, Bob is used like a plaster.

A/N: I posted it to AO3 too. You can support me there.

The Unexpected Invitation

Summary:

Jake has recently broken up with Bradley and Bob busts Jake in the bathroom.

The Sun had just dipped below the horizon, casting a gentle glow through the windows of the small house. Inside, the sounds of running water echoed through the quiet hallway, signaling the end of a long day. Bob, a young aviator with blond hair, moved through the house with a sense of purpose. He had come to Jake's place to on behalf of his ex-boyfriend Bradley, but Jake was nowhere to be found.

"Jake?" Bob called out, his voice broke the silence. He wandered through the rooms, his curiosity piqued. The sound of water grew louder as he approached the bathroom door, which was ajar. Steam was carrying the faint scent of Jake's favorite soap.

Bob hesitated, feeling guilt for intruding on his best friend's ex-boyfriend's privacy. But his curiosity got the better of him, and he gently pushed the door open a little further. Inside, he saw Jake sitting in the tub, water was cascading over his tanned body. The sight was mesmerizing, and Bob found himself unable to look away.

"Hey, Bob! What are you doing?" Jake's voice was filled with surprise but not anger. He had noticed his friend's presence and turned slightly, water droplets were glistening on his muscled skin.

Bob blushed furiously, feeling caught. "I... I was looking for you. Didn't mean to intrude. I'll just—"

Jake's lips curved into a playful grin. "No need to be shy, Bob. I just want to learn. This door was ajar, but how did you manage to enter the house itself?

"I-I got the keys from Bradley."

"Want to join me?"

Bob didn't believe he heard it correctly. "E-Excuse me?" he sweated.

"There's plenty of room. When Bradley used to visit; he used to immediately join me, you know." Jake's tone was casual, almost as though he was inviting Bob to play a video game or watch a movie.

Bob's heart raced. The invitation was unexpected, and he felt a mix of excitement and nervousness. "A-Are you serious?" he asked, trying to judge if Jake was joking. "I-I mean he was your boyfriend. Of course he'd join you."

"You're not my boyfriend, so what? It's just a shower. Besides, it'll be fun." Jake's grin widened, and he reached out, splashing Bob playfully with some water.

"Jake, s-stop!"

But let alone stopping, Jake pulled Bob, held him in his strong arms, and placed him into the bathtub without seemingly any effort. Bob had all his clothes on, the water was everywhere, and Jake was laughing uncontrollably.

Bob couldn't help feeling some of the tension was melting away. "Aight, you get what you want always."

"What do you mean?"

"You're so rude... Don't give a damn to what others think..."

Jake was watching Bob carefully as he was removing his glasses; but his fingers were trembling slightly.

"You have nice eyes," he said, as a kind of apology. "Can I unbutton your shirt?"

"Why?"

"Thought you couldn't see without your specs, and needed my help."

"My fingers are still working," Bob said, angrily. Jake watched him, his expression was encouraging and free of judgment.

As Bob stripped down to his boxers, he hesitated again. Because Jake's eyes had met his, Bob understood what the Heck he was doing. "Come on, Bob. The water's hot, you shouldn't stay with your boxers on."

Bob nodded shyly, finally shedding the last of his clothes. The sensation he felt on his dick was both soothing and electrifying. But that sensation was not due to the water... It was due to Jake's stare.

"Feels good, doesn't it?" Jake asked, as if his eyes weren't examining Bob's dick.

"Yeah, it does," Bob replied, letting the water wash over him... He glanced at Jake, their eyes were locked for a moment that seemed to be forever.

"So, what brings you here?" Jake asked, reaching for a bottle of shampoo and squeezing some into his hand. "What does that dick who dumped me want from ne, now?"

"Well, he'd left some things here; wants me to pick 'em up," Bob explained. "I didn't expect to find you here, though."

Jake chuckled, his voice was light and carefree. "Well, you found me anyway. And now we're here, together." He applied the shampoo to his own hair, some foam was dripping down his neck. "Want me to wash your hair too?"

Bob was caught off guard by the offer. "Jake, I'm not Bradley."

"I'm not flirting with you. I'll be single for a looong while after Bradley, anyways..."

With these words, Bob turned his back to Jake, feeling both strangeness and vulnerability. Jake's fingers were gentle but firm as they worked the shampoo into Bob's hair. The sensation was oddly intimate, and Bob closed his eyes, allowing himself to relax. "You know," Jake started, his voice was thoughtful, "I've always felt comfortable around you, Bob. Like I can be myself."

Bob smiled, though Jake couldn't see it. "I'm glad," Bob finally said. Then, a long silence stretched between them as they each lost themselves in their own thoughts. The only sound came from the gentle water against the tub's sides.

"You wouldn't leave me, Bob, would you?" Jake asked suddenly.

"I don't know," Bob said, honestly. "I never had a relationship before. Don't understand this relationship drama at all. Straight or gay. Doesn't make sense to me."

"You're telling me you're a virgin? That's unbelievable!"

"Go ahead and make fun of me. That's what, all the time. Thought I could show all my skills as a pilot and never encounter this question again: Are you a virgin? Or, 'You never kissed anyone?' Heck, yes! I never kissed anyone. Girl or boy. Got what you wanted?"

"Hold your horses," Jake replied with a grin. "I know it's a bit frustrating to feel like an incel. But lemme tell you it's okay. Not everyone has to lose their virginity. People give it too much of a meaning."

"Easy for you to say."

"Then I'll take the virginity of your lips. Deal?"

Bob's eyes widened in surprise; but there was a slow smile, spreading across his face.

"I don't mind. But can I start?"

"Sure," Jake turned him with his strong arms again, and watched as Bob quickly placed a kiss on his lips. It was so fast it didn't even make a sound.

"Oh my God, I did it," he was smiling.

"Are you an idiot? That lasted for a millisecond. That does not count!" he gently pressed his lips against Bob's. The kiss was soft and hesitant, Jake stopped to have some breath.

"Why didn't you close your eyes, Bob?"

"I thought that only happens in movies."

"You're a total idiot, I knew that."

"Then why did you keep your own eyes open?!"

"Why do you think, I'm your teacher. It's like asking a teacher why they hold the answer key. Now let's try again. Close your eyes. I'll do the same, to be fair."

This time, the kiss was more passionate. Jake was indeed a good kisser. Bob's body trembled with desire as Jake's tongue danced across his lips. He had never felt anything like this before. It was electrifying, exhilarating, and utterly forbidden.

"Bradley's one lucky guy," Bob whispered, his voice was inevitably husky with longing.

"Used to be," Jake said. Their bodies still pressed together, creating a symphony of heat and pleasure. Jake's hands reached around Bob's neck, pulling him closer for a third kiss.

"Jake, we need to stop," Bob breathed.

"Why? Don't you enjoy it?"

"I do, that's the problem."

The water had suddenly grown cold for Jake, but he didn't want to let go of Bob's embrace.

"You're afraid you'll fall in love with me."

"I don't wanna be hurt."

"I won't ever hurt you," Jake's fingers traced Bob's smooth skin, sending shivers of delight coursing through his body. His lips danced along Bob's chest, igniting a fire within him. Bob could feel Jake's cock hardening under him, and he surrendered... Jake's cock easily filled his hole, with the help of the water. It was so passionate, Bob's cries of ecstasy were echoing through the empty bathroom. He'd never guess how the evening would unfold, upon doing Bradley a favor. He felt like he was stealing his best friend's ex-boyfriend. But as Jake's big hands grabbed his bubble hips under the water, helping him descending and ascending on Jake's cock, the world outside melted away... There were only the two of them. The intense feelings made Bradley and everyone else disappear.

As Bob felt the first cums in his hole, Jake brought his index finger to his lips as an, "It's okay..." Jake did not carry any viruses in his body. Bradley and he had never touched anyone else. They were both clean, there was nothing Jake could infect a virgin Bob with.

Without removing his cock from him, Jake started rubbing Bob's dick. Bob came loudly, and Jake was exhausted but utterly content.

"That was... incredible," he whispered. "I'd never felt anything like this with Bradley."

Bob smiled but said: "I'm sorry."

"You shouldn't be. It's just, I never thought you could feel this much hot," Jake said.

"Me neither," Bob replied. "I feel so guilty when I think of Bradley. But I don't feel any regret. I'm so glad that you..."

"That I... fucked you?"

Bob nodded, blushing even more furiously.

"You don't have to be shy anymore," said Jake. "We fucked. And I had the most pleasure. You can't either deny how your asshole enjoyed my cock."

Jake's dirty language forced Bob to kiss him to shut him up, it was a tender kiss filled with love.

"I promised I'd never hurt you," said Jake. "And I want to keep doing that. Can I be your boyfriend, Bob?"

"You can't have fallen in love with me immediately."

"I don't know," Jake said honestly. "But I am sure I want to be with you."

Bob smiled. "I'm not ready to tell Bradley any of this."

Jake, instead of replying, got out of the bathtub, and helped Bob get out too... He wrapped him in warm towels. As they made their way out of the bathroom, Jake reached for Bob's hand.

"Come on," he said. "Let's do it once more in the bed."

Bob didn't answer. But the idea of feeling Jake's cock inside him, this time as boyfriends, turned him on again. They walked together into Jake's bedroom, their hearts were filled with a sense of renewed desire. Jake got rid of Bob's cloak quickly, and pushed him onto the bed.

"I love you," was the last thing he told him, looking Bob deep in the eye, before pushing his cock harshly into the sweet ass of Bob.

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