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grant.

“We got everclear,” Grant said with a small smirk, his thumb jabbing back towards where the liquor was. “It’s shit but it’ll do that if you want it to,”

"I'll take it." Ryder agreed with a smirk of his own, handing the male a $100 bill. "Long as it fucks me up, I don't care how it tastes."

mason.

Grant arched an eyebrow. “You’re giving me a ninety dollar tip on a ten dollar drink?” he asked, shrugging and slipping the money into his pocket. “Not gonna complain about that,” he grinned.

"I've got the money to spend. I'm not greedy." Ryder gave the younger boy a wink. "Long as you give me a couple more, the money's all yours." He shrugged keeping his gaze on the other male. "I'm Ryder. You look a bit young to be serving alcohol."

mike.

✗ @mcnwhore  got a plotted starter

           They had been left alone at the Hasting’s residence. The girls had decided to have a movie night with their boyfriends. Mike had only been invited because Aria hadn’t want him to be alone. They had only gotten 10 minutes into the movie before the girls out of nowhere got up and left. Toby, Caleb and Ryder were left there wondering what was going on before. Toby and Caleb were outside trying to contact the girl. He sat there quietly drinking out of his cup for a moment.  ❛  I think i’m going to head out now. ❜

          After being invited by Emily to a movie night with her friends and their boyfriends, Ryder agreed to come along and better acquaint himself with her entourage. Only ten minutes into the film and the girls were up and gone without really an explanation. Being a new comer, he had no clue what exactly the whole thing was about but he was left alone with Aria's little brother Mike. Not a bad looking kid, and after a few drinks Ryder felt some sort of attraction towards him. Upon hearing he wanted to leave, Ryder had to stop him. "Hold on. Before you go, can I ask you something?"

grant.

Grant shrugged. It was shit alcohol, but it did the job. “Right,” he said, taking the hundred and frowning slightly. No one who came to this bar paid with hundreds. But it seemed real. So he poured the shot and gave Ryder his change. “There you are,”

“Keep it.” Ryder insisted about the change he was about to be given back. “You seem to be working hard.” He grabbed the shot glass and tilted his head back as the alcohol slid down his throat with a burning pleasure.

dj.

@mcnwhore continued from here

DJ was trying– god he was trying to keep quiet– he tried biting his tongue, he tried keeping his mouth clamped shut, he even tried to think about Hillary Clinton but nothing was working. Ryder’s hard thrusts were driving louder and louder moans out of him with each snap of his hips; even the other’s hand over his mouth wasn’t enough to silence him. “Fuck Ryder…” he cried out, his words a breath filled moan as his toes curled. Rex finding them would have been okay but, well, here anyone could walk in on them– but rather than that scaring him it only seemed to turn DJ on more. “Don’t stop,” he mumbled, his tone muffled under the hand, as he closed his eyes with another moan.

Ryder slowly slid his hand away from DJ's mouth once he found him to be quiet enough, placing it on his chest. The fact that they were sneaking around was always fun for Ryder, but the challenge of keeping quiet was what made it so arousing for him considering he had his own trouble keeping quiet at times. He kept his thrusts going harder and harder each time, the tightness of DJ's ass hole squeezing Ryder's fat cock. "That's it, baby boy. Nice and quiet." He mumbled through heavy breaths as precum spilled from his cock.