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Clothes are littered everywhere around Droid’s room. Sounds of subtle love-making fills the room. Pezzy is splayed out on the bedsheets, puffer bent forward, knees leaning on the bed frame. Both of their faces are smothered in the other.
Pezzy moans into the kiss, feeling the rather hasty and desperate movements of Puffer’s hands, it’s almost as if he’s been waiting for this opportunity for far too long.
The kiss only stopped when one of them had run out of air, they moved apart, both heaving and panting heavily. Pezzy smiles, his eyes half-lidded, but locking eye contact with puffer as he bit his bottom lip.
Puffer’s heart skipped a beat.
“Holy fuck..”
And he thought his erection couldn’t get harder.
“What?” Pezzy asked whilst raising a brow, his voice breathy.
“You’re too good at that…”
“At what?”
“Acting like a whore” Puffer smirks, planting his usual rage bait and tease.
“Well that’s not very nice”
Puffer was prepared for Pezzy to pout or begin whining about it but he never expected Pezzy to match his freak. Or more so, he forgot how much of a freak Pezzy is.
“Who says I was acting like one?”
Pezzy is the only person that Puffer knew that could call himself a whore, for fun. By right if this was joke told during a hangout, it would get laughs and such before everyone just move on but Puffer was strangely affected more than he wanted to be.
Puffer goes for Pezzy’s neck, cutting off his giggles. His fingers closed around Pezzy’s slender neck, gripping it tightly. Choking gasps and sounds erupted from Pezzy. Puffer watched carefully as Pezzy’s face, initially twisted with shock, quickly transforming to bliss, tilting his head up and smiling widely. His mouth was widely open and his eyes rolled to the back of his head. His chest rising and falling quickly, he could almost see veins appear at his throat. Pezzy’s Adam’s apple bobbed underneath his hand. This reaction stuns puffer abit causing his grip to falter for a second.
Next step, puffer begins to slowly stroke Pezzy’s cock with his right hand, his fingers closed around his shaft into a fist before tantalisingly moving up and down.
“O-oh fuck-! Puffer!”
Pezzy release a long and loud whine. His basically two most stimulating things put together, it was like a reward for Pezzy. He bucks his hips and bites his lips again, but hard enough this time. But Puffer was going way too slow for Pezzy’s liking.
“I knew you were a freak but I didn’t know you were THIS much of a freak, damn Pezzy.”
‘Was that a compliment?’ Pezzy thought for a second but his mind quickly went back to Puffer when he decided to increase his pace slightly.
By now, the grip on his neck had majorly loosened. When Puffer moves his hand away, he could see the alarmingly red mark he left behind , that would certainly bruise after this but that’s a problem for future Pezzy.
Pezzy would beg Puffer to make him cum by now but he realises that Puffer was probably getting blue-balled right now. He lifted his head up to check, he could see that it was as hard as rock, maybe even starting to hurt but Puffer will never confess that.
He lifts himself up to a sit-up position before crawling towards Puffer. (Who was still standing up). From Puffer’s perspective, he was taken aback, he knew where this was going but he’d never expected any of this to happen.
Pezzy stops at the edge of the bed, positioning himself to be face first with Puffer’s aching cock. Eyes wide, heart beating like crazy ,Puffer swore he subconsciously held his breath when Pezzy planted both of his hands on Puffer’s hips suddenly; adjusting his bent legs, making sure he was comfortable before digging in.
His left hand crept inwards, palming the surrounding area, brushing over puffer’s happy trail, almost as if Puffer couldn’t be blue-balled any further.
Pezzy delivers the last kick to Puffer’s gut, looking up right at him and giving the most devastatingly sweet smile. Paired with half lidded eyes filled with devious lust as pezzy takes puffer into his mouth. The puffer couldn’t help but finally snap.
Puffer set his hands on Pezzy’s head, pushing his head down to take him whole, whatever that fit into his mouth. He didn’t care if he wasn’t ready. He’d be teased for far too long.
A muffled yelp came from him but Puffer couldn’t see, he tilted his head up and his hips thrusted forward. Pezzy didn’t exactly mind this, he basically asked for it.
“God.. you’re too much of a tease you.. you fucking slut..!” Puffer exclaimed, pushing his head down once more to get himself deeper in.
Puffer’s cock hit the back of this throat, Pezzy choked around his dick for a moment but quickly got use to it, he was lucky not to have a gag reflex. Pezzy had drool seeping from the corners of his mouth, down his chin. His eyes began to water, tears gathering at his waterline.
Puffer was sweating hard, brows furrowed, he can’t believe he currently has Pezzy, a long time friend of his, was spluttering and moaning around his cock.
Muffled groans stimulating Puffer as he continued to move his hips harshly, thrusting inside of Pezzy’s mouth, fucking his mouth like a flesh-light. With his fingers tangled in his hair, holding his head stationary.
The rest of Pezzy was limp, he just let Puffer do as he pleased till he felt him getting close. He could tell, since puffer began to thrust faster, making more noises.
“Ah.. ah.. mmh.. yeah..”
Puffer looks down, clenching his jaw.
“You like that? Huh? Being treated like a toy? You like me fucking your head like a cheap whore that much? You’re twisted. Disgusting even.”
Pezzy placed his hands on Puffer’s thighs as Puffer thrusted frantically. When he finally reached his peak, he came to a still.
“Fucking take it slut!”
Puffer held down Pezzy’s head as far as he could, suffocating him as he came down his throat. Pezzy’s Adam Apple bobbed as Puffer emptied himself out in him.
“Augh… ah.. hah.. mmh..”
Puffer groans as his body began to relax, letting go of Pezzy’s head. He slides off Puffer’s cock with strings and lines of spit connecting the two.
Pezzy was heavily dazed by now with a lazy playful smirk on his face.
“Fuck..” Pezzy spoke, his voice was hoarse and damaged, he cleared his throat before coughing. His hair was a complete mess, no thanks to puffer.
“I mean.. I did say I’d wreak you..”
“No doubt in that..”
Pezzy’s entire face was coated with mixtures of sweat, cum, spit and tears. He looked the worse he’d ever looked. Puffer loved it.
It was something about seeing his close friend, all fucked out, his chest heaving lightly. His eyes travelled around, the red marks left scattered throughout pezzy’s body, made by him. The faint red marks left around his neck that will eventually darken into bruises. Puffer just noticed that pezzy was still hard, it bobbed with every subtle movement pezzy made, it looked almost painful. Puffer felt his cheeks heat up and a weird feeling in his stomach dwelled at the realisation, he did that.
Puffer suddenly remembers he’ll probably need lube and condom for the next part of their love making— he looks around the room (Droid’s room) for a moment.
“Would you happen know where droid stashes his condoms?”
Pezzy chuckles breathlessly. “Bold of you to assume he even has a stash. There’s some in my room though”
“See.. I don’t think I really wanna be out there butt ass naked travelling between rooms right now..”
Puffer contemplates for abit before deciding to rummage through Droid’s room. He searches the drawers, cabinets and bent down to even check under the bed, any usual areas where one would hide their sex materials.
“Aha! Found some”
“Nicee..”
Puffer finds the lube in the side table and a few stray condoms inbetween the mattress. He’s sure to question droid about it later.
Puffer opens a condom and slowly rolls the rubber around his currently soft cock. After, with the lube in hand and the other on his waist, he pauses. He blanks out looking down at Pezzy— he sorely still just couldn’t believe it.
It was a rather mutal silence before Puffer did start to get abit concerned,
“Are you.. okay?” he checks up on Pezzy, he leans forward, putting his hand on his friend’s shoulder.
Puffer clear his throats “Hm? Oh, yea yea.. sorry, just spacing out”
Puffer looks down once more at Pezzy’s erect cock, the glance obvious enough for pezzy to mention it.
“Do you want to.. help me out with this down this? Because it seems like it, the way you’re staring at it..”
Pezzy spreads his legs apart more for puffer to see, irking him on. He wonders if puffer would be too exhausted to move on but the way puffer pounced forward to mount pezzy made it clear he was fine. Faces inches away from the other, pezzy whines when his cock comes into contact with puffer’s, he was still very much stimulated. Puffer’s hands ding Pezzy’s cock to give it a few mere strokes, pezzy hated how slow he was going but he wasn’t able to protest with Puffer’s mouth against his.
Puffer closes the distance and kisses pezzy longingly, puffer’s elbows planted aside Pezzy’s frame, caging him. Pezzy snaked into the kiss, closing his eyes as his hands travelled around puffer’s hips. They part away only when puffer’s hand had pressed down against Pezzy’s pelvis and pezzy breaks the kiss with a whine.
Puffer flips pezzy around onto his stomach, his lower torso hanging off the bed.
Puffer spared pezzy with the further teasing, the sound of the plastic cap was Pezzy’s only signal before the cold liquid is spread around his hole with 2 fingers. Puffer traces the rim with the slippery lubricant, randomly dipping his fingers tips in experimentally. When he feels he’s applied enough, the taller Texan man pushes in his index finger fully to his knuckle; the slick liquid made it easily to ease in. Pezzy lets out a low groan as his insides moulded around Puffer’s finger each joint. Puffer quickly went through the preparation, knowing that pezzy could take it. He pushes in another finger alongside the first, carefully spreading the two in a scissor motion to stretch the tight hole. Two became three,Pezzy smushed his face into the mattress, hiding his moans as he tries to keep quiet. Puffer stops his motion to tell pezzy to relax, he wanted to hear all the sweet sounds that fell from Pezzy’s mouth. Pezzy knows that if he continues hiding, puffer wouldn’t continue so he relaxes into the mattress below him. Pezzy was fighting a war trying not to cum just by his fingers, but the way his cock painfully stood, he knew as soon as puffer entered it would happen regardless.
When Puffer believes Pezzy has had enough, looking down to see a line of sweat beads collecting at his hairline and his eyes glossing over. He sits upright to angle his hips and slowly push his tip against Pezzy’s rim. Pezzy tosses his head up and as he suspects, he cums as soon as Puffer bottoms out. Puffer moves his hips slowly as he fucks pezzy through his orgasm, Pezzy’s pelvis jolts and shudders as he paints the edge of the bed and the floor with streaks of white.
“Fuck.. more..”
Pezzy grips at the bedsheets instead as Puffer continues his slow pace, it wouldn’t help pezzy to ram him without letting him catch his breath, but then again the begging tells him otherwise.
Puffer flips Pezzy around back onto his back, so he can watch his face easier. Puffer picks up the pace, thrusting when his cock is half out and half in, giving pezzy the pleasure he deserves. Puffer is grunting to himself trying to set a good pace for the both of them. Puffer is holding onto Pezzy’s ankles, using them to pull pezzy in deeper. When he figures it wasn’t enough, he leans forward and directly grips at his hips to get closer. This reaches a spot in pezzy that he didn’t know existed, each thrust on that spot sent stars in his eyes, his mouth couldn’t close and tears gathered as the corners of his eyes once more, puffer was truly fucking his brains out and the pace wasnt puffer’s limits yet. Puffer looks down and see numerous strings of residue connecting their bodies every time he thrusts his hips back; probably due to the lube.
“Fuck that’s hot..”
Puffer bit his lower lip harshly till he tasted the faint metallic tang but he was abit too busy to care about that right now.
“F-fuuucck! Puffer.. puffer!”
Puffer slams his hips, making sure to hit the spot that shook Pezzy’s body, he was intrigued to watch the smaller brunette’s cock quickly hardening once more, the half awakening chub bounced against Pezzy’s navel.
Puffer was determined to push this out longer, he wanted the both of them to cum together.
“Pezzy-! Shit.. so good.. you’re so fucking good! So tight! Such.. such a good fucking boy aren’t you?”
Pezzy’s insides pulses around Puffer’s cock which did not help him hold on for much longer. He reached a hand to grab Pezzy’s cock to assist him, he strokes at the same pace as his thrusts, pulling his hips back farther to snap aggressively against Pezzy’s rim. His balls slapping against the bottom of his ass. Puffer felt the blood rush to fill Pezzy’s cock as he it stiffed in his palm. With beads of pre-cum already leaking out.
Pezzy was now freely letting out his cries as he pleads for Puffer for who knows what, Incoherent mumbles following after.
“Please! Puffer!- mnhh! Shittt-ttuhhh, So- close!”
Pezzy’s legs hooks together behind puffer’s hips, trying to get puffer to reach in deeper. They could feel Droid’s bed rock beneath them but that’s not their problem right now. Puffer lets go of Pezzy’s cock so Pezzy can stroke it himself when Puffer’s plants it against Pezzy’s waist instead. Both bodies coated in sweat, Puffer finds himself on the edge, warning pezzy by yelling out,
“I’m-.. I’m gna cum! Fuck.. Pezzy.. cum with me!”
Pezzy didn’t respond with words but a loud whine told puffer he understood. Pezzy’s ministrations continued, frantically stroking himself to the brink as Puffer’s thrust became sloppy and desperate. Puffer’s grip on Pezzy’s hips were so tight, red marks or bruises were sure to form later. Puffer finally sinks in as he reaches his peak.
The smaller male’s legs tighten around Puffer’s waist and Pezzy cums at the same time as puffer, both hips shaking and snapping at streaks of white shot out and painted his abdomen, some on his chest and unfortunately some on the bedsheets as well. Puffer bottoms out and stayed there for a moment as he wishes he could fill Pezzy but the condom was in the way. Puffer slowly fucks through the orgasm, brushing his hand through his sweat laced hair. Puffer lowers to give Pezzy one more kiss, it was now much sweeter as they come down from their high.
Pezzy gasps and groans as Puffer pulls out. Puffer removes the condom and ties it up, he wanted to throw it in the trash can but he remembers that this was droid’s room.
“I shouldn’t.. throw it here right?” Puffer points to the trash-bin in the corner.
“Droid would beat your ass and never let this go if he sees that”
“But I’m sure he’d be more upset with the lingering smell of sex and the cum stains we left on his bedsheets?..”
“Right..”
“I’ll just throw it out in one of our rooms later.”
Puffer looks around for his clothes, slowly putting them on and trying to clean the area as best he can. Pezzy gets up from the bed and stretches, groaning as his back joints crack and pop as he twists and moves.
Pezzy dresses himself as well, looking down at the carnage and mess of the bedsheets, filled with wrinkles and clear marks of sweats and.. other stains.
“At least we didn’t break the bed?” Pezzy looks at puffer, trying to ease the tension with jokes.
The two exits the room causally, it was 3 in the morning at this point.
“But I’m pretty sure they heard it all..”
“Maybe they’re asleep?”
Grizzy was stood right out the door, with furrowed brows and a very grumpy expression on his face.
“2 HOURS. That went on for 2 HOURS. The walls are too thin in this GODAMN HOUSE. Droid is lucky he’s a heavy sleeper, I don’t know HOW he didn’t wake up by the sounds of moaning and LOVE MAKING right across him.”
Grizzy was shouting, and flailing his hands wherever, his eyes wide and upset. If droid wasn’t awake then, he sure is now.
Pezzy’s room door opens with a sleepy droid rubbing at his eyes.
“What’s.. what’s going on man? What’s this loud ass commotion about?” Droid mumbles to the other 3.
“Tell the poor man what you did to his room.”
Grizzy was acting like a disappointment father at this point, hands on his waist.
“My room?.. what about it? You two.. did you guys go through a war? Whah.. what’s that in your hand?..”
Droid slowly connects the dots, his finger lazily pointing at the clues, blinking slowly as the cogs in his brain start working. The Mexican rushes into the room, the musk of sex still in the air.
“OH HELL NAHHH”
That was Pezzy’s and puffer’s sign to get out of there as they make a rush for it to the living room. There was no need to really run when droid was stuck in there was agony and shock. Grizzy didn’t chase em either, joining droid with a pat on his shoulder.
“There there.. it’s okay buddy..”