Hunter "Harper" Clarington

Welcome to the Harper Experience. Harper is the straight boy of your dreams, willing to do whatever you want. For a price. So, drop a few dollars or a request into the ask box and see if he bites.

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Blaine melted against Hunter’s body as they kissed, not caring it was in the doorway of their apartment.  They pulled the other in though finally, squeaking  as Hunter grabbed their ass. Blaine reached around to guide Hunter’s hand towards his hole, to let him feel how stretched they were already.  Then the shorter kicked the door closed and pushed Hunter back up against the wall.  “There needs to be less clothes.  Less clothes and more kissing,” they murmured, lips seeking Hunter’s again as hands began ridding him of his clothes.  

Hunter stumbled forward and into the others apartment, hardly fighting it when his hand was moved down towards Blaine’s stretched hole. He even pressed the tip of his finger inside the other with a little aroused growl. ‘It seems like you’re missing a certain thick, huge cock..” he purred before the shorter other kicked the door closed and pressed him against the wall.  Hunters hands dropped away from Blaine’s ass to instead start undoing the buttons of his shirt as he kept up that kiss. His shirt dropping to the floor a moment later before he moved to his pants. “Less clothes. More kissing. More fucking.” he teased, nipping at Blaine’s lower lip as his pants dropped to the ground and left him in tight black trunks. 

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Blaine had undressed the moment Hunter said he was on his way over.  They began fingering themselves open so the minute Hunter arrived they could strip the taller man of his clothes and slide down his length.  When Hunter messaged Blaine to open the door, they grabbed the long black lace robe Sebastian had gotten them in the fall and slipped it on just enough to keep themselves somewhat covered and opened the door.  

“I’ve missed you,” Blaine purred, stretching up to pull Hunter into a desperate kiss.  

Hunter had always adored Blaine in black lace and when he saw them in that robe, with nothing under it. Well..it was a sight to behold. Not that he really got time to express it as Blaine pulled him into that kiss straight away. His hands slipping under that robe to trace along Blaine’s skin as he fell against the others lips. His kiss deep and passionate as his nails scraped against they skin. 

“I missed you too.. “ He muttered against the others lips when it finally came to a end. “All of you..” He pointed out as he reached down to grab the others ass playfully. 

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I always know what to say when it comes to you.  

You do. Open the door so I can fuck you till you can’t think anymore. 

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Always.  For you and your dick.  

Hm, Well, you know what to say to make me hurry. 

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Ten minutes ago would have been better.

My, someone’s horny. 

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That sounds good to me.  C’mon on over.  

Right now? 

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I’m free whenever you both are.  Or even just you.  We can always get started and be joined later.  

Well, I have no where to be other than your bed. so...

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I would not complain about that at all.  I could take turns waking both of you up and then making you tired again. 

Hm...I think that sounds like a perfect plan. When can we start? 

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I’m more than happy to oblige that request on a daily basis.  Especially now that I have absolutely nothing to keep my days occupied with but thoughts of the two of you.u

Hm, then you should. And you know, hopefully you’ll have your days occupied by us as well. 

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Glad you approve of that.

Please, how can I not? My dream life is you blowing me awake. You know that. 

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That dick is definitely mine.  No arguments.

Totally, utterly yours. 

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I know.  I know in all the ways that really matter you’re mine…ours.  

Exactly. Heart body and soul. You know that. 

I mean, like rrrrrrreally my dick but...

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Yes Amante.  It is.  As my boyfriend, my lover, my bedmate, my datemate…whatever label you want to have, it’s your job to know what I like.  And I… I know what you like as well.

You’ll be happy to know that...I’m yours. You know. No wedding. No...issues. Just yours. 

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You know what I like.

Kinda my job. 

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You look good all striped up.

I thought you might  say that. 

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Blaine’s hands went to Hunter’s hips instinctively, humming against his lips as the other kissed them.  They couldn’t shake the unsettled thought of there being a ring, a woman telling some story of something Hunter didn’t do, and painting a picture of a future Hunter didn’t want.  “I like you on top like this,” they smiled.  “I think I need a little more reminding.”

“All right...” His hands went to Blaine’s to gently moving them from his hips and down, over his cock. “All right. Now repeat after me. This dick belongs to me.” He said as he rocked his hips up against his hand. “And now say...you belong to me. Loudly.” he pointed out lightly as he leaned back, his eyes locking to the other. “Who do I belong to B?” 

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Blaine looked up from the bed where they were laying, reading on their ipad. “I know,” they said softly, pulling back the blanket to make room for Hunter.  Their eyes ran over the other’s physique, as they licked their lips once their eyes reached their underwear.  “I don’t want to doubt that; or you.  But you’re getting married.  I mean… does she have a ring?  Did you actually propose?” Blaine shook their head.  “Okay no, don’t answer that I don’t want to know.  Just… tell me you love me again, and shut me up.”

Hunter watched the other move the blanket as he walked towards the bed, a smirk appearing at the sight of the others eyes dropping to his crotch and the way Blaine licked their lips, Hunter crawled onto the bed and moved over the other person with a little duck of his head. “ Yeah, there is a ring, and no, I did’nt propose. Dispute what she might tell the newspapers.” Hunter pointed out as he straddled Blaine’s hips, and leaned down to press a kiss to their lips. ‘I love you. And you know who me, and my dick, and my hart belong to.”