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ʙʀᴇᴛᴛ ᴡʏᴍᴀɴ.

ᅟᅟᅟᅟhomosexual. selective.
ᅟᅟᅟᅟswitch. photography.
extremely horny.
ᅟᅟᅟᅟmature and explicit content.

Peter doesn't wear underwear... He prefers to freeball

Holden Evans

Your neighborhood tailor
Four-armed and double dicked
Switch-top

(Gay and lewd)

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“Then learn how to use those strong legs and fuck my throat,” Tom smirked, slurping a few inches of Brett’s girther into his mouth, hoping that his rude boy attitude would finally be put to good use. He started to bob his head a bit.

The two went into T0m’s abode, upstairs, cheeks jiggling & lengths flopping from thigh to thigh. They went into the king-sized bed in the guest room.

Brett went backwards to plop down on the bed while taking a handful of T0m’s hair. T0m winced as he was helped back to his knees for more servicing.

“You were awake when I was teasing your nipples, and vice versa. You wanna fuck. I wanna fuck. Let’s cut this teenybopper bully bullshit and go inside and fuck around. We’re adults.” Tom was already removing his trunks, fully naked like his former friend.

Brett forgot that Tom and him used to Spar. The smaller guy managed to get the advantage, pulling a nude Brett down to the pool’s concrete, rolling over on top of him and pushing his chiseled arm against his windpipe,

“Listen—“ Brett and him held eye contact, “Cut the macho shit and be real me—“

—managed to spurt a little spittle, cheeks flushed. He spoke between breaths, “Tell them I’m a cum-guzzling c0ckl0ver. I don’t care. I’ve been slurping and gulping down dick ever since I flunked out of college, genius!” He opened his mouth and wagged his tongue, proudly. “I just want a good time.”

He was forced back by the bigger guy, who stood up, palming his scalp, and shoving his girther in. Tom winced as his mouth was stuffed with the other’s length. T0m didnt like the forcefulness, but he was more than ready for it, adjusting himself to accommodate the length. When Brett pulled back, he—

Tom choked and then gargled out spittle before pushing back off of the other’s length. He was horrified and red as a beet in his cheeks.

“My God—I thought you were awake!”

T0m was now visibly peeved, “Yeah? Well, bland is what bland does, and you’re throwing the term around from your own experience.” He gritted his teeth, “nobody likes your snotty arrogance, that’s why you cost us so many wrest!ing competitions. I’m glad you left our school back then.”

a man with curly hair is wearing a white sweater ALT: a man with curly hair is wearing a white sweater

// want to reintroduce the other OCs from the MultiMuses in my Megamuse but I’m unsure on who else just yet.

T0m loved the strong fingers grazing his curls. He went down to a few good whiffs of his jock friend’s hanging ballsac. He lightly worked his tongue around them, and then splayed it up the shaft before slurping the head into his mouth.

He’d arch Brett’s leg & curve his fingers between his cheeks.

T0m’s eyebrows lifted, “I mean, I was just joking. Don’t get mad, man—I mean….wait, what?”

The camster wasn’t too keen on love, especially with someone he had a harsh relationship and a falling out with, “Love? Like, more than like? How did we get past hate so quickly?”

Of course you are! But who says I’m looking for a boyfriend? [he smirked and grinned]

Hearing the Jock moan in approval had Tom blushing lightly, but hearing him speak in his sleep made him red-hot, a mixture of fear and excitement. He had no clue if Brett was awake or knew.

T0m went back to tickling and teasing the bud, but now traversing his other hand down to the jock’s bulge.

Happy New Year from Mr. Wyman

Tom kept twirling, and the licking turned to sucking. He hated being a perv, and never did anything like this but at least Brett was enjoying the sensations from his dream.

The smaller stud’s hands were light as a feather as he reached over and softly rubbed Brett’s other pec, teasing the nipple.

Tom sat upward in the lawn chair, observing the Jock brxt
teasing and twisting his tender nipple, & he bit his bottom lip. After the nuisance dozed off in the sun, Tom sauntered over next to him as he snoozed.

He leaned in, softly twirling his tongue around the nipple, fearful of every moment.

Tom simply shook his head and stepped out of the pool to graze against the lawn chair by the pool and wrap himself in his towel to rest. He didn’t want to argue or be near the insufferable Jock.

“𝙒𝙝𝙖𝙩?" Tom scrunched his face in confusion at the bigger Jock, because the threat sounded like the guy had his wires crossed, “You make no sense. Idiot.” Tom shook his head and rolled his eyes and turned away to go to the other side of the pool, backing off.

“I’m not acting like I don’t like them—that’s 𝙮𝙤𝙪!“ Tom pulled away, “—you’re just screaming for attention by being pompous. You probably just want me to touch you there and don’t want anyone else to see, yeah?”

He shoved his sort-of rival in the pool.

Tom scowled at the name-calling. “If you’re showing yourself to me to get a reaction, because you want me to respond, I’m not gonna feel bad about it.” The rude remark made Tom flick Brett’s nipple, like he was prodding him.

ʙʀᴇᴛᴛ ᴡʏᴍᴀɴ.

ᅟᅟᅟᅟhomosexual. selective.
ᅟᅟᅟᅟswitch. rude.
extremely horny.
ᅟᅟᅟᅟmature and explicit content.

“I guess.” Tom smooched the other back. He didn’t know him all that well, and was surprised he was so forward but proceeded to go along with the Kiss to see what he tasted like.

“What’s your name?” The athlete was always meeting new guys somehow.