Dennis who just wants to cockwarm but can’t bc ppl his age get hard too fast vs Robby who can’t get hard it’s a match made in heaven
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look, dennis likes giving blow jobs as much as the next guy, alright? there was something so attractive about having your mouth around a fat cock and savouring it, and he would never deny that. however, a traditional blow job was by far not his favourite way of enjoying the object of his appetite.
he much preferred something calmer, softer, easier to fall into, that let him sink into a fuzzy headspace that required almost no thought. dennis's favourite thing to do was to be a cockwarmer. specifically in his mouth, since he went mad over the musky smell and taste of a good cock.
but it caused him problems! the vast majority of people his age, in their mid twenties, had pretty large sex drives and were still at the stage where honestly? they could get it up at a moments notice. this was inconvenient for dennis, who, right when he was promised he could be a nice cockwarmer for another guy, settled right in and within seconds would have his experience ruined by them immediately chubbing up in his mouth.
he would try not to show his disappointment, after all, it was still fun to give a good hard blow job from time to time, you know? but it was just never what he really wanted. he'd head back out into the night after he was done, and would wander home feeling unsatisfied and untethered. why was it so hard to find someone who would just let him hold their dick in his mouth?
it was a few months before he fell into a relationship with robby. it was a beautiful way to fall in love, not motivated just by one night stands as his other encounters, but rather the fact that the two of them genuinely seemed not to be able to resist the other. they fell in love before they fell in lust.
but naturally, they're very, very attracted to each other and they do want to get the other in bed as soon as possible. dennis isn't even thinking specifically about cockwarming at that moment, he just wants whatever robby is willing to give him. he just wants robby.
so when, before they clamber into bed together, robby looks embarrassed and says that he needs to tell dennis something, the younger has already decided that whatever it is, he's going to take it in his stride. when robby blushes and looks upset and tells him that you know, he's an older middle aged man, he can't always... get it up when he needs to, and sometimes he can't get it up at all without the help of some little blue pills, robby looks scared, like he expects dennis to break it off and leave then and there.
instead, dennis's eyes light up in joy and he flings himself at the older man, arms round his neck and kissing excitedly at robby's face and beard. robby looks surprised that his boy looks so utterly delighted.
"dennis? didn't you hear me? i said i'm so sorry, i won't always be able to satisfy you the way you probably imagined, but i'm always happy to jerk you off, or i've got a lot of dildos i can treat you to, and-"
"yes! yes robby, i heard you! but please, please, god, please let me take you in my mouth robby... please..."
dennis is red faced and begging and robby looks confused still.
"but i won't even be hard, sweet boy, surely it will be a waste of time for you?"
dennis shook his head vehemently. he was so so desperate for it.
"no! no no no, robby! that's what i like! like, maybe it sounds weird, i'm sorry, but i just want you in my mouth. i like- well, yeah, i like to just... i like cockwarming. i want to sit between your legs and have you in my mouth and not move for as long as you want. most of the guys i've been with ruin it so fast by getting hard but- but if you don't always do that, then, then can i please have you in my, my mouth?"
dennis was panting like he'd run a marathon, words all having tumbled out like water, and robby's mouth had fallen open slightly.
"wait, dennis, you're not upset that i can't always get hard?"
"no! please robby, let me take you in my mouth, let me kiss you, please please please robby, i need it so bad!"
robby paused and then gave dennis a deep kiss on the mouth, before unbuckling his trousers.
"if you're sure, baby boy... go for it."
and so it began.
it was an almost nightly ritual now, sometimes without words even. a long shift, turned into a return home that saw robby sinking onto the sofa with a sigh and pulling open his fly to take out his soft, pale cock. dennis would watch him do all this, drooling visibly, before falling to his knees and shuffling between robby's legs, looking up at him lovingly before stuffing his mouth with robby's predictably soft cock.
robby sighed in pleasure and gripped dennis's curls in his hands, letting the younger take his entire cock in, who also sighed in delight at finally, finally getting a meal that didn't ruin the feast by getting hard. robby was so soft, so smooth and squishy in his mouth, so warm and musky, so... perfect.
he would settle his head down onto robby's thigh, and just. float. robby above him was similarly in heaven. dennis had shown him he had no reason to be embarrassed of his body and that every bit of him was worthy of love and adoration, even the bits he'd previously thought to have been broken.
his beautiful boyfriends' mouth felt so overwhelmingly good around him that he'd moan and sigh and relax his muscles in a way he didn't know he could. despite the extreme pleasure, he still very, very rarely got hard in these times, letting himself luxuriate in the warm, wet mouth while dennis enjoyed warming him and suckling on him.
robby especially loved how floaty his boy would get, and when he had to finally pull him off and take him upstairs to bed, dennis would whimper and reach up for gentle little kisses, muttering to robby that he loved him, before he snuggled in to robby's neck to go to sleep.
robby could cry with how lucky he was to have found such a perfect creature. dennis, drifting into sleep on his chest, was thinking the exact same thing. it was like they were tailor made for each other.
