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Dennis was sitting on Robby's couch, having already showered and changed into his comfy pajamas, take out containers tucked away in the fridge, sitting smushed against Robby's side.
It had become a more and more regular thing, Dennis staying the night. They'd watch a movie or some TV show, cuddle on the couch, kiss a little, and when Dennis was done, he'd say he needed to go to sleep and slink off to the guest room, listening to the TV play for a while before Robby went to his own bedroom. Dennis had an extra few sets of clothes tucked in the dresser at Robby's, the guest room morphing slowly into Dennis's room. It was just… nice.
But it had been almost two weeks since Jack showed Dennis that he wasn't broken, that he could have everything with Robby. And Dennis was ready.
So when the sun set and they were both shower warm and cozy in comfy clothes, sitting snuggled up close on Robby's worn leather couch, Dennis made his move.
He leaned over, craning his neck up to press a kiss to Robby's lips, hand going to settle on the older's thigh, just pushing himself up to keep their lips connected. Slow soft, lovely little kisses, Robby's hand coming to cradle Dennis's jaw, just gentle at first….
Then Dennis was pushing himself up to kneel sideways on the couch, pressing more insistently against Robby's lips, hands going to his chest. Robby indulged him, hand sliding to the back of his head, fingers weaving into damp curls, mouth opening enough to slip his tongue into Dennis's hungry mouth. Dennis moaned, grabbing the soft fabric of Robby's loose sleep shirt, sucking the older's tongue, brain settling on 'how good would his beard feel down there…' before Dennis was pulling back with a gasp.
Robby looked at him, red faced, eyes wide and wild, lips puffy, breathing heavy, hair curling wildly around him, casting him in a blonde halo. Dennis was staring at his mouth, right where a particular stripe of grey was forming on his upper lip. Dennis leaned back in, rougher, letting his teeth catch on Robby's lips as he licked into his mouth, hands landing in his beard, on either side, holding him still.
Robby groaned, letting Dennis take what he wanted, their tongues caressing, the air around them growing warmer and warmer. Robby's hands went to Dennis's hips, pulling him till Dennis pulled back for a breath, swinging one knee over Robby's lap to straddle him.
"So feisty today, baby" Robby commented before Dennis dove back in, all teeth and tongue. Dennis let his hips drop, letting his own soft fuzzy pajama pants meet Robby's thicker sweatpants. He was already wet, heat pressing against Robby. Robby took it as an invitation, letting his hands land on Dennis's soft hips, pointer fingers and thumbs sliding under the younger's pajama top.
Dennis only pulled back enough so their noses were touching, sucking in air as he hips pressed down against Robby's, just pushing down to get a little relief…
"Jack told me quite the story last week, Den." Robby said, the edges of his mouth quirking up into a tiny smile, hands sliding all the way under Dennis's shirt, grasping his waist. Dennis's breath caught, he wasn't… nervous.
Jack had told Dennis everything he told Robby the night they had shared, Dennis was happily eating leftovers at Jack's kitchen table, still fuzzy from cumming, shower scrubbed and in clean clothes, nodding along as Jack explained. Dennis knew it was okay, whatever was between Jack and Robby was special, something Dennis didn't quite understand, but he knew what he'd asked for was okay.
But having it brought up… knowing Robby was thinking about the exact same thing Dennis was… It made the younger get a spark inside him.
"Told me about this pretty little thing that came to him wanting to make sure he was able to be good for his new boyfriend. Isn't that sweet?" Robby asked, voice going teasing as Dennis blushed, tucking his head into Robby's neck, nosing at his collar. Robby's hands groped at Dennis's soft sides, hips, slowly moving lower.
"Told me how nervous this kid had been, cried because he thought something was wrong with him. Jack made sure he was perfectly fine though, didn't he?" Robby asked, rough palms sliding into the back of Dennis's pants, sliding over the ribbed fabric of his briefs. Dennis nodded, whining softly as he ground down, trying to get a little friction against his aching clit.
"Didn't wanna mess it up with you… didn't wanna disappoint you…" Dennis mumbled, wrapping his arms around Robby's shoulders, refusing to let the older man see how red his face was, how wrecked he was already. Robby huffed a laugh, one hand rubbing Dennis's back while the other gave his ass a firm squeeze.
"You couldn't disappoint me, not like that, not ever. You're such a good boy Dennis." Robby praised, reassuring and gentle. Dennis just nodded, whining a little more insistently as he wiggled his hips, wanting Robby to touch him already. The way Jack had, he wanted Robby's long rough fingers the way Jack's had been on him…
"Come one, bedtime now." Robby said, voice going darker as he pulled his hands away, giving Dennis's thigh a pat. Dennis let out an indignant noise, pulling back to look at Robby, shocked and confused. Robby, pink cheeked and smirking, nodded towards his own bedroom.
Oh.
Oh.
Dennis clambered off Robby's lap in a mess of limbs, socked feet slipping a bit on the hardwood floor as he scrambled towards the older man's bedroom. This was it. Dennis couldn't help but smile, yanking his shirt off as he slipped past the threshold. He took a moment to take in the room, dark blue walls, a king size bed on a four poster frame, made in dark green sheets, a heavy comforter, and a quilt… lots of pillows…. pictures on the walls, awards, a small TV sat on the top of his dresser…
"You're so pretty, Den" Robby said as he came up behind the younger, looking at his muscular freckled back, shoulders broad, arms thicker than what Robby would have imagined. Dennis was pushing the older's shirt up as soon as their lips connected again, wanting to be able to get that good feeling again of being smushed against someone, skin to skin…. Jack's chest against his back, all warmth and security… Robby would feel even better, Dennis was sure.
Dennis watched with hungry eyes as Robby finally pulled the shirt up and off, revealing his haired chest and soft belly. Dennis was more than delighted, it was better than what he'd imagined, Robby's chest was soft, grey and white hairs spattered throughout the dark hair that covered the entirety of his chest, that connected down over his belly to the patch that was peaking over the waistband of his sweats.
"I want this so bad." Dennis hadn't meant to say it but the words just spilled out of him as he wrapped his arms around Robby's pressing their chests together, rubbing his cheek over the older's shoulder. Dennis moaned, airy and pleased, when his own smooth skin was met with wiry hair and warmth. Dennis never thought of himself as particularly warm blooded, but Robby? Robby was like a warm towel fresh from the dryer, inviting and soft and-
"Show me what Jack taught you." Robby said, the words hitting Dennis right in the gut, making him gasp. Dennis back off, looking up at Robby from under his eyelashes, stepping backwards till he was at the bed. Dennis watched Robby as he pushed his fuzzy pajamas down, letting them fall when they got over the bulk of his thighs.
Robby just watched, eyes following, rolling over Dennis's body, his plump thighs, pale and lightly haired, before he noticed the way the red of his briefs was darker where he was soaking into the cottony fabric.
Dennis swallowed thickly, nerves making his hands shake as he thumbed the waistband of his underwear, he looked at the floor, at his white socks, and shoved the underwear down. He thought it looked okay… he trimmed the hair and made sure to wash thoroughly in the shower… but Robby was- Robby was everything. Dennis listened as Robby moved closer to him, unable to lift his eyes, not until Robby's fingers were tilting his chin up.
"Show me. We all know you're a fast learner. Lay down and show me." Robby said, voice a little sterner, a little more commanding. Which only made Dennis twitch. Dennis looked into his eyes, just looking up at the face of the man he loved… that he trusted… he nodded, a tiny little nod.
Dennis crawled into the bed, trying to look at least a bit sexy as he rolled onto his back, shoulders propped up on the many pillows. He kept his legs closed for a moment, watching as Robby watched, coming around to the end of the bed, leaning against one of the posts, arms crossing as he watched.
"He just… just touched me some and then… then touched me down there." Dennis said, hands going to rub at the outsides of his thighs, looking down at himself, the ghosts of Jack's hands coming into his mind.
"Where'd he touch you?" Robby asked, already knowing the answer. Dennis looked at him, just… curious about what Robby was fishing for. Dennis looked at himself a moment before deciding that it was… this was the game Jack started the night he called Robby to tell him.
"He had me lay down on his bed, had my legs like this…" Dennis said as he moved, feet laying flat on the bed as he spread them, knees rising up in the air. He felt his face go red, burning up, but he pushed through the embarrassment, too turned on to stop. Especially with how Robby licked his lips, eyes locked on Dennis's soft wet cunt.
"He touched my stomach… like this… just kinda petting me, I guess…" Dennis said, looking at his own hands as he moved like Jack had, rubbing over his lower stomach, moving to his hips, thumbs rolling over his hip bones like Jack's had. He looked back up at Robby, noticing how his fingers were digging into his own elbow. Dennis swallowed before speaking again.
"He um, he touched my sides, my like… here, across my chest…" Dennis said, breathier as his own hands roamed over his own body, following the lines like Jack's had, across his belly and hips before coming up to his collarbones. It felt good, even just using his own hands, petting over his own sensitive places under Robby's inferno gaze. Dennis sighed with pleasure as his own hands rubbed across his neck and jaw like Jack's had. He was twitching, throbbing with need, knowing Robby could see… it made him feel even hotter.
"How many times have you touched yourself like that since?" Robby asked, a knee coming up to the bed. Dennis was shaking his head, pulling his hands away, one reached down to cup himself, just… covering himself, the other landed on the bed by his hip.
"I haven't. I haven't been- I was waiting for you." Dennis explained, looking at Robby with pleading eyes, hips wiggling against the bed, hand shielding his soaked hole from view. Robby shook his head, crawling onto the bed, kneeling between spread legs, leaning down to catch Dennis's mouth in a searing kiss. Robby was in control of the kiss, Dennis left struggling to catch up, trying and failing to match the way Robby's tongue was moving in his mouth.
"Please Robby, touch me, fuck me, I wanna- please" Dennis begged when Robby pulled back, he was spread out, soaking wet and ready, and Robby still had his pants on. Dennis could feel the tears welling up in his eyes, getting to the wrong side of overwhelmed with need, mind going all warm mush.
"Okay, baby, it's okay, I'm gonna fuck you. God I don't know how Jack didn't." Robby said, pressing a quick but burning hiss to Dennis's lips before he was pulling away to shove his own sweatpants and boxers down. Dennis rubbed his hands over the damp insides of his thighs, shaking his head.
"Doctor Abbot didn't wanna fuck me, he was just helping…" Dennis mumbled, the words barely making it out before his mouth was hanging open, eyes caught on Robby's hard cock. Dennis had thought about, how big Robby would be, what it would be like… but the real thing was even better than what he imagined. Robby was… Dennis didn't think a cock could look inciting, but Robby was long and proportionate and the head was dark and he was so hard and his pubes were all salt and pepper and Dennis wanted it in.
"Hungry?" Robby said, voice joking as he finished kicking away his boxers. Dennis swallowed the drool that was building up behind his teeth, hips rocking against the bed, throbbing and needy. He'd never been so turned on, it was like Jack had flipped a switch in his brain and there was no turning it off. Dennis already felt so close.
"Please, Robby, I want it so bad… I want you to touch me too!" Dennis begged, hands reaching out to pull Robby close. Robby smiled and knelt between his thighs, hands first going to hold Dennis at the waist but the younger's hands were more insistent, and far stronger, than what Robby had anticipated.
Dennis pulled at the older's arms till they were chest to chest, belly to belly, Dennis was rubbing the side of his face against Robby's. Dennis thrust his hips up, feet pushing against the mattress, moving till he had Robby's cock on his own clit, rubbing slick up and down the stiff shaft sitting between his lips.
Dennis was moaning, finally getting to feel Robby. His body hair felt amazing against Dennis's sensitive skin, the wiry strands thick and bristly, making him writhe against the sensation that was covering him so completely.
Robby groaned, getting his hands back under himself, settling back on his knees but keeping himself close to the younger, letting the younger get lost in the new sensory experience. Robby rocked himself forward, letting his cock grow soaked with Dennis's slick, feeling his velvety lips and the small nub of his clit. He sighed, eyes closing as he gently rocked against the younger.
"Better, Denny?" Robby asked, shifting so he could rub up and down Dennis's side, feeling his ribs as he took in stuttery breaths. Dennis nodded, arms loosening a bit, letting Robby move around a bit more.
"Good. Jack was right, you are a good boy. You want my fingers?" Robby asked, hands starting to move to slide between their bodies but Dennis was shaking his head, thrusting his hips up, wiggling around, causing Robby to moan as his cock caught on Dennis's slit.
"Robby… please" Dennis begged, voice gone whiney. He wanted something to stretch him out, he wanted to feel it, to be opened up on Robby's cock, to be- be- He needed it already.
"Can I put it in, baby? I'll go slow, I promise." Robby asked, turning his head to nose at Dennis's temple. Dennis nodded, hands grabbing onto Robby's shoulders as he prepared himself… it had been so long since he actually had… something so big inside. But he was so wet and he could really get there this time, he could really do it…
Robby pulled away, taking a moment to press a warm kiss to Dennis's lips. He looked down at his face, bright eyes impossibly blue as tears glossed them over, welling up, cheeks pinked, lips puffy and open with his panting breaths. Robby pulled his hips back enough to reach down and guide his cock to where it really belonged, the tip slipping easily into Dennis's messy hole.
Dennis moaned, an airy high sound, desperate. He held still, wanting more, wanting Robby to just-just- Robby was slow as he sank in completely. Inch by inch, slowly letting his hips lower and lower, he let his own eyes shut, groaning as he was engulfed by Dennis's soaked soft body.
Dennis went quiet, mouth open, eyes staring blankly at Robby, utterly lost in the sensation of being stuffed. He was being split open, a deep ache forming that only made the pleasure stronger, thighs trembling at the effort of just taking it.
"Good boy, Dennis, big stretch, I know." Robby praised, settling with their hips flush, letting his weight land back on Dennis, touching him chest to hip, nosing at his forehead. Dennis let out a shaking sigh, body slowly relaxing, hands unclenching from where they were fists against Robby's shoulders, letting his calves and feet relax, melting back into the support of the bed, the pillows.
"'S… 'S deep" Dennis barely spoke, the words coming out dreamy, far away. Robby hummed, sucking in a breath when Dennis gave a small, twitchy little squeeze.
"You did so well Dennis, you feel so good. I'm not gonna last long, you feel so good." Robby praised, sweat beading at his skin, knowing it was true. Dennis was so wet and soft and was letting out such perfect little sounds, and Robby got to have all of it. There was no way he'd last.
Dennis nodded, eyes rolling back as Robby slowly pulled back, the drag sending a shiver through him, making every hair stand on end. Dennis was gonna actually get there, he was actually going to get there with Robby inside, he could actually do it-
"You're gonna cum for me, Dennis, you are such a good boy, you can do it for me" Robby said, hearing the barely there 'I can do it, I can do it, I can do it's that were leaking from Dennis's throat.
Robby bit the inside of his cheek, trying to think of anything to try and last a little longer, to make sure Dennis really got there, but the way Dennis was moaning, all airy and light, his body shivering, hole fluttering when Robby thrusted in just the right way…. He was just trying to keep a rhythm, make sure to get those good spots while he still could-
"Come on Den, you can do it, fuck~" Robby couldn't hold on, not when Dennis started to rock back on his thrusts, trying to get more. Robby was only a man he couldn't possibly hold on for very much longer-
"Almost, almost, almost, almost! Please! Rub- touch-" Dennis tried to explain, tried to make the words come to him, knowing what he needed, but it wasn't happening. He was too lost to the pleasure of being stuffed to try and come up with words.
Robby was shaking, his own orgasm already creeping up on him, he couldn't hold on-
So he forced himself to move. He reached blinded to grab Robby's wrist and shove the older's hand down between them, trying to get Robby's fingers to find his good spot-
"Yes! Right there, right there, right there, just like Jack did, oh please please please" Dennis moaned, the sound coming out low and shaking, stomach getting all tight and overwhelming and he wanted to stop, stop, stop, but he wanted to keep going-
Robby groaned as he came, hips shoving forward enough to make Dennis's back scoot up the bed. He kept moving his hand, fingers finding the small bud of Dennis's clit, pulling on it, thumb rolling over the tip. Even with shaking hands, dry callused hands shoving Dennis towards orgasm faster faster faster.
"Come on, Denny, show me. Let me see sweat heart, let me see you cum, you can do it. Do it for me Denny, show me, show me how good you feel, come on, honey, come on" Robby whispered, hips rocking against Dennis, cock quickly going soft, but still filling him, head pulled down next to the younger's, one of Dennis's hands still keeping it close. Dennis cried out one last time, a sound breaking from him that was pure animalistic pleasure, body going all tight before he let out a breath, shaky and whimpery.
"That's it. That was so good. You did so good, baby. That was so big." Robby praised, pulling his hand away from Dennis's twitching clit. Dennis was shivering, body shaking as he took choppy breaths, slowly melting back into the mattress. Robby rose up enough to plant a few fluttery kisses to the younger's face before getting himself up on his hands.
"Don'… Don' move, st-stay here" Dennis slurred out, keeping his ankles locked behind Robby's hips, hands going to Robby's wrists. He looked exhausted, eyes barely open, still shivering as all those good chemicals and hormones dumped through him. Robby smiled and leaned down to kiss him.
"I'm not going anywhere, sweetheart. Just getting more comfortable." Robby said and Dennis nodded, eyes slipping shut as his legs fell to the bed. Robby laid down to the side, pulling Dennis to his chest, the younger curling up in his arms, nose tucked against the older's chest.
"I'll make sure to thank Jack next time I see him. You should too, Den." Robby said as he rubbed over Dennis's back. Thanking existence for the gift of the most perfect little boyfriend.
"Mhm. Gotta let 'm say he told me so."
"About what, doll?"
"You're dick is really big."
Robby blinked into space because…. When did Jack tell his boyfriend about his cock.