#m.umpulse

[impscottfreak132]

Bit of a lazier drawing but I wanted to share none the less!

Go my Mumpulse!

Impulse chill OUT it isn’t going anywhere!!

[inthefreakwood]

Impredwood

18+ impulse, martyn and mumbo smut

Martyn and Impulse walked Mumbo into the house. They kissed him on his neck and face, watching a blush cover his face. He was dragged up the ladder and into his room and onto the raised bed.

Mumbo was pinned against the bed frame, watching as Martyn began to undress himself whilst paying no attention to Mumbo. Impulse sighed, looking down before turning his head to Martyn, giving a sharp stare.

Martyn threw off his briefs, before finally noticing Impulse staring. He then scrambled towards Mumbo, pausing to admire how flustered and awkward he looked before ripping his pants off of him with little to no courtesy or patience.

"Not one for foreplay are we Martyn?" Impulse muttered.

Martyn couldn't even pay attention to Impulse's snarky comments, he needed Mumbo to be naked and he needed it to be now.

The blonde then ripped Mumbo's buttoned up shirt off, popping a few buttons onto the floor below as he did. He brushed his hand against Mumbo's hard on, watching his cock twitch, listening to Mumbo gasp.

The poor bottom just couldn't think, so helpless. He needed to be used, to feel his vision blur as he gets fucked into an abyss of pure ecstasy. To be ruined beyond repair.

Martyn took his time for the first time they'd been together, pulling his underwear down to reveal Mumbo's hypersensitive erection. Mumbo could barely keep his composure, trembling and lurching his hips towards the two men hovering above.

Martyn deliberately let the waistband snap against the base of Mumbo's cock, making him throw his head back. He didn't necessarily LOVE pain but god it was an electrifying feeling, it reverberated down Mumbo's thighs.

Impulse grinned at the blonde, before moving his hands from Mumbo's wrists and down to his thighs, he spread them with a bit of force. The imp then lifted Mumbo's legs and put them up against the bed frame, exposing his tight ass. It was so picturesque.

Impulse, despite his criticisms of Martyn earlier, couldn't resist and immediately went to lapping at Mumbo's entrance. Feeling how he twitched and bucked against his tongue was so maddening, it made him hunger for more. Mumbo could barely keep his composure, whining like a dog with every slight push given to his entrance with Impulse's tongue. He watched precum drip from his cock and onto his underwear, letting out needy whimpers with every drop that came out.

He let out a gasp for air, almost a yell as Impulse pushed his tongue all the way into Mumbo, licking around wildly with his hands gripping Mumbo's ass possessively.

Martyn smiled as Impulse closed his eyes, salivating at the sight of the two people he loved most being eaten out by the other.

Mumbo tasted good, really good. Soon that pretty hole of his would be ruined.

Martyn then straddled Mumbo's face, hovering above his mouth and letting the precum drip onto his face and lips. He looked so pretty with cum on his face.

The blonde slapped his tip against Mumbo's lips, enjoying how he felt his breath against his tip. He thought about just fucking his throat with no care or hesitation but he knew Impulse would be mad, something he didn't mind as the punishment was usually something along the lines of being pushed against the wall and fucked until cum painted the wall and floor below.

Martyn looked back at Impulse desperately, trying to communicate how badly he needed to cum into Mumbo's throat. Impulse opened his eyes to see the blonde's puppy eyes, all desperate for release. He pulled his tongue out from Mumbo, much to his disappointment as was evident by the twitching and clenching his hole did. He felt empty, not for long though.

Impulse got up, lining his veiny cock up with Mumbo's hole, the pair of them were wet enough to the point where they didn't need any lube. Martyn slid his cock onto Mumbo's waiting tongue, he was cute when he was scared but it was so much hotter when he was desperately waiting to satisfy his partners' needs.

Impulse pushed in, playing with Mumbo's cock to coax him into loosening up. Mumbo's muffled pleas came out in droves, just begging for Martyn to finish the job and fill him fully.

He obliged. He shoved his cock into his throat as Impulse thrusted deep into Mumbo. Mumbo made incoherent noises of surprise and hunger. Impulse slammed into Mumbo again after slightly pulling out, quickening his pace with every thrust. Martyn watched as Mumbo took their cocks with such obedience, waiting to be filled with their cum.

They both quickened their pace, not caring or paying attention to anything but the feeling of sliding into Mumbo again and again and again. The noises and gasps Mumbo made drove them insane, Martyn was getting close on those alone.

He made a noise that made his chest tighten, yelling out as he got closer to releasing. Impulse began to grunt, he was going to fill Mumbo up and there was no protest that would stop him now. He dug his nails into Mumbo, nearly drawing blood as he got sloppier and slower, ready to fill him up.

Martyn breathed shakily as he felt cum begin to shoot out of him and down Mumbo's throat, as Impulse slammed into Mumbo's ass, breeding him and hitting his prostate. He filled him all the way up, with some spilling onto the bed.

Mumbo shot cum across his chest, some going onto Martyn's back, he couldn't even let his moans out loud enough for them to hear, he was so busy swallowing the blonde's seed to get a single breath out.

They both pulled out, watching Mumbo gasp and twitch, a wreck, a mess. They snuggled up next to him and wrapped his arms around them, exhausted and ready to rest.

Clean up was a problem for tomorrow.