When we were in college, we were in line at J in the Box when someone called the cops on students who were half naked & had a blow up doll. Eventually the cops came. They went running, one with the doll. The dude was tackled and handcuffed. They weren't even holding up the line.
I don't even have to tell you they were all white. They all survived the night, as dumb as calling the cops just for that was. Countless times over the years ppl fell asleep drunk in the J in the Box line, the only fast food open past midnight in our tiny college town.
pt 1 of Lance's kinktober journey; we'll see how far he gets this year 😂 fiest part is #shance 😘
Lance trembled w excitement. He never believed you could do that before, but he felt like all the energy of a great volcano was barely contained beneath his skin, waiting to burst.
The other acolytes were adorning him w his finery, which was to say jewelry w dazzling gems and nothing else. He must be presented naked, unfettered by the human convention of clothing.
He was the chosen one, and would act as the manifestation of his patron goddess in the flesh.
Not only that, but he had been handpicked by the rising Emperor himself. Lance could barely keep that day from his mind in the month since, feeling a warm flush at the thought. He had been tending the water pools and chanced to look up into dark eyes.
It wasn't the first time Lance caught him staring. He glanced over just to be sure, and there were Kolivan's golden eyes, his mouth downturned. Lance turned his back to Shiro's briefing, trying to keep the pounding of his heart down
The blueprints of the target building weren't sinking in, Lance's mind elsewhere. He hunched over, pretending to be studying the blueprints, grateful that his usual shirt and jacket were sufficiently baggy. The situation surrounding his flight suit was becoming precarious.
He fought the urge to touch his growing belly. He was truly showing in his paladin getup now and had to take great pains to hide it and avoid the others. He could sense Kolivan shifting, even though he was seated at the far side of the table and off to his left.
Shiro sighs and Hunk grumbles something unintelligible. They're several hours ahead, both on separate business trips. No doubt it's been a long day of travel for the both of them; cold, lonely hotel beds don't compare to the one at home.
"It's late, Keith," Shiro says.
"I know, but you REALLY need to talk to him."
All of them are used to Lance's neediness, his occasional poutiness and tantrums when they're separated. Shiro sighs and Hunk yawns, both having taken the vid call expecting something like this.
What they weren't expecting was when Keith flipped the camera. Suddenly it wasn't their partner's face filling their screens. Instead, it was a full view of Lance's ass with Keith's cock buried in it.
Thinking about Shiro driving along when he spots a car wash, then does a double take when he sees a hottie in short shorts scrubbing a car down. He's so distracted he almost rear ends the car in front of him. The car washers look over and the hottie stares and then grins.
Shiro blushes, feeling embarrassed, but now he can't help himself. He pulls up and waits his turn. The hottie shoots him a couple looks, which makes Shiro squirm a bit, feeling like a dumb kid again. When it's his turn, he rolls down the window and the hottie leans in.
Clearly he's never heard of personal space. His smile is wide and easy as he takes Shiro's money. Shiro, trying to distract himself from being improper w the shirtless young gentleman at his window, asks what the car wash is raising funds for. The other man grins.
The hubs has online D&D toniggt, so I keep thinking of shance where Shiro is gaming w Keith, Hunk, and some others. Lance doesn't know there's video chat and crawls in his fiancé's lap all sexy. Shiro is sputtering, but Lance shushes him and tells him to just mute his mic.
Lance puts Shiro's hands on his bare ass, making him squeeze, and asks, "You like that, daddy?" Shiro is mortified and yet so, so horny. Meanwhile, his group has a great full view of Lance's ass and a peek of lubed hole.
Lance's fingers go to Shiro's pant's fastenings.
Shiro tells him in a strained voice they shouldn't be doing this, but Lance hushes him, tells him his group never has to know. Once his cock is free, Lance sinks down on it like a pro. Shiro grips his fiancé's hips for dear life as Lance drags his head to his nipples.
Time for some v consensual D/s shance rough throatfucking 👍
Shiro straddled Lance's face, thick thighs to either side of his sub's temples. He rested his balls on Lance's forehead and admired the sight of his thick 9 inch cock resting across the other man's face.
He smiled as his sub kissed the underside. Shiro rubbed his cock slowly back and forth as he said, "Soon all of this is going to be buried in you. Won't that be a pretty sight?"
Lance made a noise, aware of his orders to stay silent. They had their safety sign if need be.
It wasn't like he was going to be able to talk in a moment. Shiro grabbed hold of the leather harness criss-crossing Lance's chest and dragged him down the bed w ease. His sub's head now hung off the edge, and Shiro felt his Adam's apple bob. He took a step back.