Open to: Versatiles/Bottoms/Tops - top are welcome too, but this is geared mostly to those that would appreciate a man in their bed with a hard-on
Plot: Our muses know one another somehow - friends, neighbors, relatives, lovers, coworkers, anything that makes sense - and my muse is horny, so he decides to come over and wait in your museâs bed until your muse comes home from work.
Be sure to specify muse - this can fit any of them, save for Tony, Clay and Clark
God, he was so hard⊠Why was it he was always alone when he was horny? While he knew that he could play with himself, and he had no objections to doing that, one look at the clock told him that his housemate was arriving soon. With a smirk, he began to make his way to the otherâs bed, shedding his clothing - and leaving a trail that led to the bedroom - before he slipped in underneath the covers. Sitting up so that his back was pressed against the headboard, he shifted the covers over his erection - making it look impressively large and thick - just as he heard the door closed.
"Hello?" Jase called out to the suspiciously quiet house once he spotted what could only be Damon's underwear in the hallway that led between their rooms. There was no sound of water running from the shower so he was hopelessly confused as to why the underwear were just abandoned there until he got closer and spotted the trail of discarded fabric that lead straight into his own bedroom. "I thought we talked about you jumping out at me naked, dude. It's terrifying, not sexy!" He called out before peering into his room, flinching in anticipation of the other suddenly jumping out at him, but the scare never came. Slowly he opened his eyes to find the larger male tucked in his bed. The sheets draped over him in a way that served only to highlight the massive hard-on beneath it. "Oh, well hello there..."
