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niieve:

though a lingering, panicky feeling still remained in the pit max’s stomach, he was definitely grateful to have caleb beside him. even with the teasing, things seemed way less terrifying with a friend around - plus, the distraction from his train of thought was helpful and much needed. “good vibes only.” he repeated like it was his new mantra, inching closer to the man beside him. “uh… yeah, okay. i mean, if you want to. but you can’t get mad if i get you all sweaty. i’m a hot sleeper. my mom used to say it was like sleeping next to an old-timey bed warmer.”

Caleb was already unzipping his sleeping bag the rest of the way, popping out of it like a human out of The Blob's green, gooey guts. "Hey, if it keeps you safe, it's totally worth it," Caleb said, shamelessly flirting, but just a little. He could tell that Max was very on edge about whatever he heard out in the woods. Hands moved to Max's sleeping bag, unzipping it too. "Just don't go and pop a boner on me," he teased, trying to get Max's mind off of his nerves. Finally, he attached their zippers, jerking them up, until they were embraced in one large sleeping bag. Max was right, it was a lot warmer.

mccallofthewild:

"Well, now that I have privilege then…” He teased, groaning at the squeeze to his balls. His dick instantly jumped to life at River’s admission, pulsating and growing firmer with every beat of his heart. He pulled away from River, a hand mirroring his boyfriend’s and giving the native boy’s balls a squeeze as well. “I’ll put my dick on your face if I get to suck yours too.” He replied, moving to kneel over River’s face, rubbing his balls against it before he leaned down to press his face into River’s cock and inhale deeply.

"Mhn," River replied as his own balls were squeezed and lightly tugged. His hips rose slightly, cock jumping to attention. Scott just had that effect on him. "That's a deal," he laughed softly, hands falling to his sides as Scott awkwardly crawled around, straddling his face and shoving his own against his crotch like a curious animal. Sixty-nine-ing was strange to River, especially as the thankfully well washed balls landed on his face. "Ha, hi there," he breathed, kissing at them, smelling them. They still smelled like Scott. Lips followed the seam, tonguing at the man's heavy, thick shaft.

ncmentia:

His mind was stuck between good and right. Unable to think straight when he could feel the other rocking against him. Cock twitching inside his pants as every part of his stupid mind begged him to just let it go. Fuck that pretty boy until all he could do was moan daddy over and over and over again— But Frank had to know he got it. Grabbing Caleb’s chin, he forced their gaze to meet, light blue eyes suddenly darkened, “I’m serious, Caleb. You said you didn’t wanna ruin my life, right? If you wanna do this, I’m gonna need you to act like it, alright?” The hands on his hips wandered, moving to his ass, Frank pulled him flush against him, rocking his own hips against the others, guiding him backwards until he was pushing Caleb against the edge of his desk. A small little groan rolling off his lips. “Daddy will fuck you like you have never been fucked before, but when we are in public I’m gonna need you to stay the fuck away, you get it?”

Caleb paused as his vert green eyes were met by the man's darkening gaze, forced to look at him by the hand on his chin. "I don't want to ruin your life," Caleb repeated, but that didn't mean Frank was allowed to avoid him like the plague. Hands squeezed at the man's button up shirt, feeling the heat of his body beneath the shirt. He was slightly dwarfed by the tall and thick, sturdy man, but he was fond of their size difference, feeling like Frank could throw him around if he wanted to. He let out a groan as his ass was ground and he was baked up and pressed onto the desk behind him. He shoved papers to the floor, laying back onto it and quickly tugging off his sweater, revealing his lean and lithe, well maintained body. "Just don't forget me," he pleaded, "I have to see you more." Hands made quick work of Frank's pants, shoving in and greedily taking his cock in his hand, pumping at it slowly, appreciating the size and girth in his fist.

txbooboys:

The way Caleb moaned had Jason’s half hard cock fully erect in seconds flat. Then his own brother was moving to his knees and practically begging for cock. Sliding off the counter, Jason grinned and shoved off his shorts and underwear. He let his cock flop out, slapping the other’s face. “Good… Then take my cock. And I’m not gonna be gentle just cause you’re my bro.” He once again gripped the other’s hair, guiding Caleb’s plump lips to his hard cock.

Caleb couldn't believe this was happening, but he'd blame it on the White Claw if anyone asked. Jason wasted no time in hopping off the counter and shoving down the barriers that separated his cock from his mouth. It was just a brojob, Caleb thought as the large member fell out and smacked his face. He moaned again as his hair was grabbed, willing, but virginal mouth being pulled suddenly, sharply down the hard, thick member. Gagging wetly, Caleb blinked up at Jason, sucking experimentally on the thing, cheeks concaving inward as he tongued and tasted his brother's slightly musky cock.

txbooboys:

Jason finished his beer, and laughed easily. The feeling of the other’s hands on his thighs and the way Caleb sounded almost intrigued caused his cock to throb, an outline of his impressive length forming in his shorts. Reaching out, Jason ran his fingers through Caleb’s hair, grabbing a fistful of it. “I’m surprised… This cut you’ve got is a perfect handle for some face fucking.” He gave a small tug on the other’s hair, teasing the younger man. “You interested in giving head? I’m sure I could make that happen to you.” He didn’t mean with him, but the way he said it, it would be easy to assume he did.

Caleb let out a small moan as the fingers pet through his hair, giving it a sudden and surprising tug. He eyed Jason, the older brother he barely knew, and felt how he easily commanded him with his hand in hair. Hands squeezed at his thighs, eyes dancing down to the obvious tenting of Jason's shorts. "I guess I'm curious," Caleb admitted, hands pushing up further, toying along the waistband of his brother's shorts, squeezing at it and letting fingertips dance beneath the waistband into his unruly, manly bush. Caleb didn't waste a beat, getting down onto his knees in front of the other male, tugging at the waistband, wanting Jason to rise and press them down.

txbooboys:

Jason smirked at the other and gave a soft laugh. “Well with some work I can help you get as huge as you want.” He reached out and squeezed the other’s shoulder. “Fuck yeah I do. You’re totally a smoke show. It’s a good thing I know you’re my brother, otherwise I’d be trying to get you on your knees for me.” He couldn’t help himself from flirting with his own brother, more than a little turned on as Caleb put on a show for him.

"I wanna be totally natty, though," Caleb said firmly, wondering, hoping that Jason was. The guy was so big he must have been at the gym every day of the week. His head cocked to the side at his big bro's other words. Hands found their way to his thighs, holding himself up by them. "I think you've been drinking more than me, half bro," he teased, squeezing at the muscular legs. "I've never done that before," he admitted, eyebrows perking up, maybe a little piqued, a little curious.

mccallofthewild:

Scott grinned and nipped at River’s collarbone. "If you fall asleep, I promise I won’t draw a dick on your face. But I won’t promise I won’t put one there.” He teased, humming softly at the pleasant feeling of River groping at him. “You make a really good pillow. I didn’t think I’d like it this much. Maybe you have more muscle than I thought. You’re not all bones.” He teased, nibbling on River’s bottom lip.

River flexed his shoulders, pressing at Scott with them, showing off his lithe, lean body. He was well muscled, though, due to his love of nature. He had grown up running around the woods wildly. "Maybe we should wrestle, later," he teased, "and I don't have to be asleep for you to put your dick on my face. I'm pretty sure that's just... boyfriend privilege." His hand crept down Scott's ass, going under him to give his balls a squeeze. "I wanna suck your dick," he admitted, kissing along Scott's jawline, and pressing his lips against the shell of his ear.

rcsengxrten:

A BURST of loud laughter bubbled from his lips even though he tried his best to hold back. It was impossible. Cole had some kind of humor to him that hit Bryce just right. “I totally doubt you. Do you know how many guys claimed to be hung and then they were like…” Bryce lifted his hand with index finger and thumb a little bit apart to emphasize how small those guys were. It didn’t matter which size guys had when Bryce topped them, but it has always been amusing to see the embarrassment in their eyes. As soon as they got into the car, Bryce started the engine and fastened his seat belt. “Yeah, I know you are popular among the women no matter the age. Hey, as long as that makes you happy that’s great. But now you know that I’m equal opportunity for everyone. Bisexuality is great, let me tell you. And being a versatile switch bisexual is even better. If I find someone attractive, I can just get them with no strings attached.” The young man grinned as he started driving to their destination. “But I guess….being straight is…cool too? Why aren’t you dating though?”

Cole's tongue pressed against the corner of his mouth as he settled in the car, listening to his dumb friend rattle on and on. He had half a mind to just whip it on out and show off that he wasn't lying, but part of him thought that was what Bryce wanted, and he would never give the slightly older boy what he wanted. He was far too much of a douchebag. Hands still reflexively went to his crotch, fingers toying at the shiny metal button that helped to hide away his treasures. "You're just tryna get me to whip it out," he chuckled, hands folding over his crotch, hiding away his bulge from prying openly bisexual eyes. Cole never had said he was straight, but where he came from sexual attraction to the same sex just wasn't talked about, really. "Never did say I was straight, just that I was wanting to look for chicks tonight, instead I'm stuck with your goober ass. And I'm not dating because why be tied down at twenty-one? The world is our oyster. We are young!"

mccallofthewild:

Scott kissed River’s collarbone softly. "Hey, I didn’t mean anything by it. Just curious. I didn’t mean to offend you, Riv.” He cooed, leaning up to peck the other boy’s lips. He rested his head on River’s shoulder after the kiss. “I don’t really think people just switch teams, you know. That amazing ass of yours was definitely made to be played with. Just needed some sexy guy to come along so you wanted to give it up.” He teased, letting out a soft hum. “No one’s stopping you from worshiping anything. This this is nice, isn’t it? I’m super comfortable.”

River shook his head. "You didn't offend me, I promise," he assured him, patting at one of his shoulder blades and one of his ass cheeks. He couldn't help but appreciate his boyfriend's physique. "This is nice," he assured Scott, kissing at his cheek and smiling softly. "I'm just afraid I'm going to fall asleep," he admitted, "because you smell so good. And I love like... the feeling of you laying on top of me." He squeezed Scott's ass hard, gripping him by it as he leaned in to kiss him, teeth chattering together for a moment because he was overly eager.

niieve:

a deer. right. nothing but a cute little deer. he could handle that. it was certainly a lot less scary than a serial killer, at any rate. for a few, brief seconds, max started to settle and let himself relax… until caleb confirmed what he’d been afraid of. “they were?” max wasn’t incredibly superstitious, generally, but he was a bit too gullible for his own good. he was starting to think that maybe this trip wasn’t as good of an idea as he thought, but unfortunately, it was too late to turn back now. leaving the tent and driving in the dark didn’t exactly seem any safer than staying cuddled up in his sleeping bag did.

“n-no, no… i’m good.” the tiny, tight-lipped smile of reassurance max gave caleb was hardly convincing, but the last thing he wanted was to spread his worries onto his friend’s shoulders. he’d be fine. it was nothing more than his vivid imagination getting the best of him, that was all. “yeah? thanks, man. that’s really nice of you.” he wasn’t so sure if caleb would actually be able to protect the two of them from an intruder - especially if it was one with supernatural capabilities - but it was a nice sentiment regardless. “i’ll… keep you safe too.” well, at the very least, he’d certainly try his hardest.

Max was gullible, maybe even more so than him, and it was honestly cute. Caleb almost felt bad saying that the stories were true, but what was the point of scary stories if they didn't keep boys in tents up at night? Caleb eyed his handsome friend, seeing the actual fear in his eyes and the way that he seemed to be calculating if they should leave or not. That didn't fly with Caleb. He wasn't about to take a tent apart in the dark. No way, no how. Plus, it was cold out there, and nice and warm in here. Caleb unzipped his sleeping bag some, so he could sit up too.

Caleb smiled as Max assured he'd keep him safe too. "No Blair Witch stands a chance against us," he chuckled. "Good vibes only, man, okay? There's nothing out there but beasts of all types," he teased, scooting over a little closer to Max. "Did you want to like... zip our sleeping bags together?", he suggested, "just for... safety?" It wasn't exactly about safety, but some snuggles might get his friend out of this spooked headspace. Not that his big mouth was helping much with the situation.

ncmentia:

That word— It was enough to send electricity running down his spine. This was a bad idea. A terrible, horrible, no good, bad idea. It was downright stupid in so many ways, Frank could barely believe it was happening. “Jesus christ.” And still he did nothing at all. Nothing but grabbing ahold of the other’s shoulder as a small groan pushed past his lips. All but lost in that ridiculous little fantasy, “Fuck.” If he could think straight, he would take a step back and tell the other to go home, but he couldn’t, he wouldn’t. “Get in here.” was groaned out as an order. Frank pulled Caleb further into his office and rushed to close the door behind him, checking about twice to make sure he had actually locked it. If he was gonna do something stupid, he might as well try and minimize the damage. — His attention turned back to the other, sharply, “Listen, you don’t come in here, alright? Not any day after today, not ever. You stay as far the fuck away from me in public as you can, with the exception of, maybe, if your mom physically drags you closer. And that is if you can’t fight her.’” But even if the words might have shown a hint of protest, he was stepping close to Caleb, hands on his hips to pull the other closer to him. “You get it?”

It was a little nerve wracking, but in the best way possible. It was pure adrenaline, just being around Frank. Calling him Daddy and being pouty for him seemed to have just the effect he wanted on the older man. Caleb sucked in a breath as the big guy pulled him in and shut the door safely behind them. Caleb usually wasn't this brave, but Frank made him want to be brave and that was enough for him to want Frank. Maybe growing up without a dad had given him some daddy issues, but he liked the man beyond his gruff, manly bravado. He knew how sensitive he could be. The hands on his hips made him gasp softly, lean, lithe body pulled in towards Frank's hips. "Don't say that," he protested, arms reaching up to hug around Frank's neck, ducking in to rub his smooth face over the man's scruffy one, enjoying the ticklish feel of it. His fingernails toyed against the back of Frank's neatly coifed hair. His hips rose, pressing their fronts together, obviously already excited, just from the way that Frank grabbed his hips. "Please, Daddy, I need you," Caleb admitted, rutting against the older man like a dog in heat.

niieve:

open to: @vulnerablexdesire

as a kid who’d grown up on a farm, nature and camping were nothing new to max. usually, he enjoyed the peace and quiet of the woods, even more so after the time he’d spent living in the city, but tonight, there was a certain unease that he wasn’t used to - most likely having something to do with all those ghost stories his friends had shared around the campfire earlier that evening.

“what was that?” jolting up to a seated position, max took a quick glance around the tent, as if expecting a monster to have joined him and caleb while his eyes had been shut. fortunately, it appeared like they were still alone, at least for now, but the sounds coming from the surrounding forest were doing nothing to alleviate his nerves. “…those stories earlier… they were just that, right? stories?”

Caleb was comfy and warm in his own sleeping bag, situated right next to Max. His eyes opened as Max sat up, cocking his head up at the other male and studying him in the dark of the tent. "It's probably just a deer or something," he whispered, listening for the noise, but not hearing anything. Maybe Max was just trying to freak him out.

Arms pressed up, peeling his sleeping bag slowly off of his shirtless torso. He slept better naked, but was still in his boxer briefs because of his bro. "Those stories were? One hundred percent true," he teased, reaching out to grab Max by the shoulder, and look him over. "You're not really scared, are you, big guy?", he asked, eyebrows raising. "I'll keep you safe," he whispered softly, maybe a little drunk from the beers around the camp fire.

ragtagrunaways:

It was nice, getting outside and having no plans whatsoever. The fact the other’s with them had been so quick to call it wasn’t great, but at least Cole was still up and willing. Whle the other kicked his feet out, Jeremy was getting comfortable. Legs stretched in front, keeping himself balanced with his hands and taking the chance to stretch while the other spoke up. “Absolutely, man. Half the reason I have ‘em is because they work damn better.” Nothing better for taking the edge off, really. Well there was other options but this definitely hit the spot.

There was nothing better than having a whole bunch of nothing to do by a fire with a bounty of beer and weed. Sticking the freshly rolled joint into his mouth, he sparked the thing up, sucking it to blazing life. It was a nice woodsy camping joint, a real fattie and it tasted like nature as the smoke swirled around Cole's mouth. Releasing it in a cloud, he let his head hang back, before taking another deep hit, coughing as he leaned over to offer it to Jeremy. "This might be even better for taking the edge off," he said with a chuckle. Weed and beer and a fire. The only thing missing was chicks, but it was the monthly bro down, so they were bro-ing down.

pxnkrps

Open || Lane || Open to teachers, family, the bully, whatever

"I mean yeah...it's forward but I didn't say anything about not liking it..."

vulnerablexdesire

pxnkrps:

Open || Lane || Open to teachers, family, the bully, whatever

“I mean yeah…it’s forward but I didn’t say anything about not liking it…”

Cole scoffed at the boy he had pinned up to the locker. “I just wanna know why you’re always makin’ eyes at me,” he demanded, teeth slightly snarled.

txbooboys:

Jason grinned and reached out, clapping his brother on the shoulder. “Totally counts. Maybe I’ll just have to help you lose your v-card, little bro.” He was leaning forward, instinctively flexing as he noticed Caleb looking him over. He always loved having people look at him and the fact that the other was his brother wasn’t too much of a deterrence. “Should be easy. I can’t imagine any dude or chick turning you down. You’ve got a hot bod.”

Caleb smirked at the man's admission. It meant a lot coming from his buff bigger brother. "Really, man, you think so?", he asked, shoulders flexing instinctively, "I'm not like... huge like you." He leaned a little closer to his older brother, setting down his drink and pulling back to tug off his shirt, dropping it on the floor and showing his body off to Jason. "You like it?", he asked, a hand pressing over his smooth chest, down to his flexed abdomen.

txbooboys:

Jason grinned as he listened to the other talk. He sipped at his drink as the other moved between his legs. “Now come on. That’s not true at all. I mean I’m sure there’s all sorts of things about you. Like you’re a sexy dude. How many girls have you bagged? Or are you more into dudes? Personally I just love to fuck anything with a nice tight hole.” He shrugged, already slipping back into his overly vulgar self, getting way too comfortable way too fast as he kept looking his younger brother up and down.

"Does getting head count?", Caleb chuckled, hand going behind his neck to scratch awkwardly at it. "I, uh, I'm a virgin, honestly," he admitted, "me and my ex, we were gonna do it, but then she dumped me for a stupid ass reason." He licked his lips, feeling the eyes almost burning as they swept over him. His eyes gave his older brother a once over too, trying not to be distracted by his muscles or the way his hairy thighs popped out of his shorts, seeming to flex when he looked over them.

rcsengxrten:

THE GLARE he received from his friend only amused him a little more. He loved pushing Cole over the edge and get him out of his comfort zone. A burst of loud laughter bubbled from Bryce’s lips at how his friend repeated his words. “Sometimes even girls enjoy a well shaved ass,” he continued teasing. Why was it so much fun teasing Cole like that? Bryce had no clue, but he enjoyed watching the younger man’s reactions a little too much. Poor Cole, Bryce thought. Denying himself the pleasure of the mouth of a guy was a shame even for a heterosexual man. “Colezilla, really now? You are not that big, buddy.” Bryce continued teasing with a way too smug grin on his lips. “But to answer your question, no I don’t. I only offer my mouth to the attractive ones, usually I’m the one who gets head from attractive guys. Usually older guys. It’s fun, I can only recommend.” He gave the hood of the car a pat before he finally sat down on the driver’s seat.

Cole rose an eyebrow at Bryce's words. Girls that ate ass weren't exactly the type of girls that you married, but who was Cole kidding, he wasn't looking for marriage. Or even a relationship, really. A blowjob? Absolutely. His brows did a little dance on his face, one shooting up and the other down. "Don't doubt me, Brycey or you'll pay a price...y," he shot back. How would Bryce know if his cock was deserving of the 'zilla treatment? He'd never seen it as far as he remembered. "Well, good for you, I guess? Get it sucked where you can. I'll be sticking to my sorority girls and milfs, though, myself." He slapped the hood of the car, too, before climbing into the passenger seat. Cole did have his own curiosities, but like hell he'd admit it to Bryce, Bryce would probably just make fun of him for it, like he tended to do.

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