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Toby leans back slackened on the rugged brown sofa. It wasn’t much but it was comfortable enough for the time being.
“Alright, Imma need you to hold the blunt” Jeff exhaled in excitement like a dog. Toby rolls his eyes, not really amused, still he extends his arm. He snickers as his fingers form a sort of peace sign gesture near the side of Jeff’s face. Jeff eyes the other male’s hand almost like he’s studying his fingers. He smiles at the fact that Toby had reluctantly obeyed the request and puts the blunt in between the two fingers.
Toby eyed every move Jeff made and he was getting incredibly bored.
“Y-you gonna take a hit?” Toby questioned, eyes darkening at the slight squirm Jeff made to get in position.
Jeff snickered, he leans forward towards Toby’s fingers, mouth slightly pressing against them. He takes in a hit from the blunt.
“You’re impatient as fuck. Can’t I get comfortable?” Jeff smirks as he moves into a new position. His knees still on the floor, just at a distance, like he's straddling the floor.
Toby, as if on cue, also opens his legs wider for better access. He looks down at Jeff and rolls his eyes. He’s sitting like a whore and that makes Toby feel the first throb.
“If you w-want to get comfortable s-stop squirming”
Jeff rolls his eyes, sitting back to the position he was at first right back with his knees closer to him. He gets closer to Toby, almost preening like a cat. There goes the 2nd twitch.
“You’re too relaxed” Jeff responds, attempting to sound annoyed. He takes more hits out the blunt, he feels it sinking into him slowly. He clenches his hole, he feels it now.
Toby scoffed, taking the remaining of the joint into his mouth. He then set it out onto the ash tray next to him.
Jeff watches him as he rests his hand at the end of Toby’s boot, he takes a breath.
“It’s hot” he manages to say, running his tongue over his lips.
Toby leans his legs out more, he’s liking the view. He isn’t realistically into it, just what it’s providing. He doesn’t respond, just glances down, almost in disgust.
Jeff swallows and shifts forward hands gliding up Toby’s legs onto his thighs. He looks directly in front of him, not above. He didn’t care for Toby’s face right now.
“I-I thought you w-were hot, you’re a b-b-bit close, aren't you?” Toby asks, rhetorically.
“God, your dick is getting hard” Jeff finally manages out of his mouth, he can’t really think.
Toby rolls his eyes and unbuttons his jeans, he’s getting irritating. He only unbuttons it purposefully, if Jeff really wants his dick that bad, he can do the rest himself.
“You always make me do all the fuckin work!” Jeff huffs out, kind of annoyed. He leans over more, unzips the fly, taking his hands on Toby’s sides. He takes his jeans down, leaving him in boxers.
“Who wanted it?” Toby replies clearly not caring and waits for Jeff’s next move.
Jeff pulls down the boxers revealing Toby’s semi-hard cock, “Actin like your dick isn’t gettin hard at the sight of me behaving like a bitch”
“You are a bitch. Hurry up.” Toby mumbled out impatiently. He needs to shut up already, this is getting boring.
Jeff looks up at him and takes a lick at the side of it, he puts his arms behind his back.
He spits on it, licking the spit along the side of it onto the top and suckles on the head. Toby twitches at the motion, letting out a breath.
Jeff opens his mouth wide to take part of Toby’s cock in his mouth, letting his tongue run over it. He comes back up with a small gasp.
He takes his time on it, licking, sucking until Toby gets fully hard. He laughs, that was a little too easy.
“You’re not getting f-fucked t-tonight.”” Toby exhales, he’s cumming on his face, he’s not deserving of anything else.
Jeff laughs and he notices Toby twitches at it. He takes his arms from behind himself and pumps Toby’s cock slowly.
“Figured, you wanna cum down my throat tonight, you fuckin love when I give you head huh”
He went back down again pumping at the bottom of it slowly with his hand, his mouth half way down. He can feel the cuts along his mouth more and at that, he moans.
Toby pushes deeper, causing Jeff to gag and he goes lower. Jeff reaches all the way down and holds it. He moans along Toby’s cock rolling his eyes back.
“F-Fuck, cmon..” Toby breathes out and pushes Jeff impossibly lower, holding his head there.
Jeff doesn’t feel a lot in most moments but right now? He is high and cock drunk out of his mind like he’s cross-faded. God, he feels everything. The way Toby’s cock is too thick and full it runs along the sides of his mouth. He feels the cuts more at the intrusion. It takes 10 seconds, Toby holds him there for 10 seconds before letting go.
Jeff comes back with a loud cough, saliva dribbling down his chin, he smiles. “Longer than last time”
Toby rolls his eyes, he’s too pent up for his bullshit right now. “G-Get y-your hands o-o-on it”
“You’re close already? I barely sucked you off. You missed me? Jeff asked humorously, pumping him kissing along the side of his tip.
“Next time we’re trying for 20.” Toby deadpans, he likes it more when Jeff’s quiet with a cock in his mouth.
“Aw, you gonna try to get higher than that?” Jeff asks rhetorically, still kissing along Toby’s cock. He licks around the tip,
“You gonna keep trying until you can shut me up completely with your dick? Gonna engrave it inside my throat? You wanna shut me up so bad, Toby.”
The last sentence is what got it, Toby takes Jeff’s head back on his cock. He moves Jeff’s head up and down on it forcefully, Jeff can feel his boxers getting stickier.
He lets go of Jeff’s head with a low groan, this was Jeff’s cue, he started pumping him faster. He feels Toby’s legs shake and gets back down on it again.
He holds himself, arms behind his back as he did earlier. His eyes roll back as he feels Toby’s cum fill in his throat.
Jeff waits until he’s pumped out all the cum and gets off. He swallows it down and lets out the loudest exhale he’s let out yet.
He can feel Toby’s eyes on him and that’s how he knew he was getting fucked tonight after all.
Toby slightly pushed Jeff off as he stood up and muttered out,
“G-Get on the couch.”