Manscend - Manscend.

It was a night shift, but a job was a job. Working security at a gym was about as thrilling as you might expect it to be: kick shitheads out of the parking lot, be a buzzkill when guys tried to use the sauna like a bathhouse, and apparently narc on people who were using the facilities without a valid membership. If the hard-bodied twink wasn't so good-looking, Jake probably wouldn't have looked twice, but it wasn't hard to look up the photo in the system of the card that had been scanned upon entrance.

Why the fuck was he doing this? He couldn't say, maybe because he was bored, or maybe because he wanted to have some fun on the minimum wage gig. Stripped down to nothing, he'd locked the doors before he'd stepped into the showers.

Jake cleared his throat as he looked the guy up and down; the showers did nothing to hide the other's body. "You missed some spots." Jake's hand leisurely worked his semisoft cock up as he stroked himself up and down in smooth, methodical strokes.

open to: tops location: a local 24 hour gym, 3:00 am

he hadn't been able to make rent for the last few months so, regrettably, he had to let his apartment go. it wasn't that bad though. aiden had definitely survived worse. honestly? the hardest part was finding a decent place to shower-- luckily there was a local gym, with a relatively cheap membership fee and even easier membership cards to copy and steal that was twenty four hours with complimentary showers and lockers. he was golden.

no one else had been around, there wasn't even an employee on staff at least not one he could see, so he was caught a bit off guard when he suddenly heard a locker door slam shut and the sound of shuffling feet headed his way. who the hell would be here at this hour he thought to himself as he leaned back to get a peak at the man as he stepped into the showers.

"holy fuck..." the boy unfortunately mumbled audibly as he caught a glimpse of the stranger and everything he had to offer.

El Juego de las Llaves (2019– )

okay but im really in the mood for “we’re both shitty people” plots like consider

you’re my sibling’s new spouse but damn when you kiss me it feels like i’m on fire

hi when i saw you at that bachelor/bachelorettes party i didn’t realize it was thrown for you or maybe i did and we slept together and oh shit you’re getting married in literally two days

my twin is dating you and i might have tricked you into thinking she was me just to get some but now i find out that you knew the whole time

why is this couple vigorously making out in front of us — oh shit did you just throw popcorn at them? and now i’m laughing so i look like the asshole that did it

you were the person my ex cheated on me with so i dumped a drink on you but turns out you didn’t know about me either and i came to apologize

walked in on my roommate and you screwing except i know you from class and i freaked out a little

i was hustling you in pool for money but you were hustling me for free drinks so who’s the real winner here?

i was swerving on the road but i’m not drunk it’s because i thought i saw a squirrel and you’re the cop that pulled me over except damn you’re hot, and you’re making eyes at me too

someone give me one or all of these, we good? we good.

"Looks good on you, Pete." Jason messily ruffled the other's hair but only managed to smear some of his load around before he leaned in and kissed his brother hard on the lips. The other's body was bare and exposed; Jason kicked out of his jeans as his strong hands roughly cupped his brother's ass as he hoisted him into his arms. Tongue tangled in Peter's mouth, he dropped the other on his bed as he eyed the other up and down. Jason's tongue passed over their lips, still tasting the salt from his seed there before his fingers moved over them, and he let out a low whistle. "I'll never get tired of looking at you like this. Turn over, Peter. Let me see that ass I love so much."

Peter felt Jason's thrusts become more desperate and forceful and he knew it was just a matter of time before his brother reached an orgasm. He whined loudly as Jason's cock shot out a warm ribbon of his seed all over Peter's face and into his curls. "Holy shit" he panted as he felt his locks grow a bit heavier with the addition of his brother's load. "My hair...Jase" Peter whined, acting like a total brat in the moment as his curls were used to wipe off his brother's dick. "Your dick is heavenly" Peter admitted as he leaned in to kiss Jason's cock before it tapped him on the cheek. He looked up at his brother once more, knowing his curls were saturated with Jason's load. "Anything for you, Jase" Peter obliged as he pulled down his pants and his briefs, stopping to peck a kiss to Jason's dick.

Jason felt whatever blood he had left rushing into his cock as the air was filled with the sound of Peter slobbering as Jason grunted. His cock was hard enough to cut glass, and as the older of the two looked down, he watched as his cock slid past those full, read lips before his brother's face was buried in Jason's thick den of pubes. "That's right, Pete, open that throat nice and wide for your big brother. Relax it for me." He pushed his cock in as far as it could go as he held Peter's face into his groin, shallow thrusts fucked against the back of the other's skull. Jason wasn't going to last long, not like this, but Peter was in a good mood. Then, after he painted those curls, Jason would breed that tight, little ass.

Peter did his best to nearly swallow the other's massive length. His eyes continued to water as he looked up at Jason. As his older brother began to quicken the pace, fucking his mouth, Peter let out a loud moan. His eyes flickered down to his prized curls on the floor then back up to Jason as he continued to bob his head back and forth, giving some friction to the other's movement. He took in a deep whiff of his brother's scent as his face was buried in Jason's pubes.