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harley.

Harley moaned as he felt the other eating him out so eagerly. He pressed his ass back against the other’s face, moaning happily and lewdly. “When the other gave his ass a spank, he felt his cheeks giggling and gave a lewd whimper. “Fuck. Eat me so good. I wanna have your tongue so deep inside of me.”

Brady kept his hands on Harley's ass as he ate him out. His tongue slid into the other's hole, shoving his face deeper between his cheeks as he pumped his tongue in and out stretching him. Releasing a moan as he exhaled through his nostrils, Brady spread Harley's ass cheeks wider to get his tongue deeper inside of him.

harley.

Harley smirked and tugged off the last of his clothes so that he was completely naked. He moved to the couch, bending over and pushing out his ass. “Hm… How about we start back here and you can work your way forward.” He shook his ass gently and pulled his cheeks apart.

Brady licked his lips hungrily as he stared down the other male's ass. He couldn't wait to have his tongue in between those cheeks. Walking up to Harley, he knelt down as took the other's ass cheeks in his hands squeezing and spreading them apart. With a release and light slap on either side, he spread Harley's ass cheeks once more before lapping his tongue across his sensitive hole roughly.

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."

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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."

14 A (from DJ in his main verse/chris wood FC)

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Ryder kept a hand on DJ’s mouth to muffle his moans as he pounded into his tight ass. “You need to be more quiet if you expect us not to get caught.” He spoke softly with a stern tone, keeping his thrusts strong against the other.

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.