after a particularly stressful shift, when dennis still feels jitty and his brain won’t slow down, jack is allowed to shotgun him.
robby doesn’t exactly approve of jack’s use of marijuana but he has his own vices, so he doesn’t say anything. and one of those vices is witnessing dennis whitaker’s head being emptied of any and all thoughts.
intelligent, witty, smart dennis, suddenly becoming dumb and pliant. whining at his boyfriends to just touch him, take care of him. freeing himself from having to make any decisions.
robby and jack get intoxicated with power, having all this control handed over to them so easily, all this trust.
their boy would do anything in that state, they fuck him slow, unhurried, stuff him full, the two of them at the same time. robby’s whispering soft praises, while jack mocks him directly in his ear.
shh baby, just like that… such a good obedient boy for us, taking daddy and jack at the same time. you’re doing so good- c’mon don’t whine. just let us take care of you, you know you can trust us.
aw, look at you, kid. you’re just so dumb for our cocks, aren’t you ? but it’s okay- you know why ? because you’re so much better dumb, dennis. you can feel us both inside, can’t you ? this is what you were meant to do honey, constantly drooling for cock. that’s what you were made for, made for cock, made for us. you don’t ever need to think again, we know best anyway. our beautiful brainless slut.
