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Rudy stood far away enough from the other, the lights of the bar, the loud music, the many people around. He was with friends but friends could be left out to their own, his attention was focused on the man on the bar with a flirting girl next to them, hodling a drink, brushing the string, all signs of seduction from her, and nothing but discomfort on him. He could see the desperate in his eyes, as he saw hi check for the exist, call silently for help to the barman, or even looking around as ifh e was expecting someone he knew to come in his rescue.

But at the lack of it, Rudy stood up, moving smoothly through people, until he reached close to him, he approached the man, "sorry I am late, babe," he added, the drink invisible i his hand as he didn't want to get rid of it, but reaching out to cup his neck, "sound test was really long, sorry, sorry, sorry," he rushed smiling leaning in to steal a kiss from his lips. Both acting the apology and apologizzing from taking an advantage, melting int oa deep warm possessive kiss, climbing to straddle one thigh while guiding the other leg on top of his out of pure habit. Even if the kiss continued, he managed to look at the woman, "sorry am I interrupting?" He asked, mouthful of him as he continued to push away the other. @murdockbilaws

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@murdockbilaws asked [6A] for Lois from Clark - from here

It was hard to get Clark alone, even harder to try and quiet his brain so he wasn't listening to gunshots across the country to zip off. There were other heroes out there, and tonight Lois was in a severe drought of Clark-less-ness that was needing a fix. He'd been a little playful, had set the mood, and basically laid out the entire red carpet to signal to Clark what the night would be - especially considering they had their Metropolis condo alone.

Luckily Clark had his smooth moments and Lois hadn't need to wait long, crawling up on to his superhero husband's lap and straddling his strong thigh, leaning in close, spreading himself as needed to feel Clark's fingers tease, sink into him - "Mm, fuck, Clark it's been too long.." His own cock weighed heavily, dripping messily onto that big Kryptonian dick. "More."

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Peter knew at this point he was getting a reputation, specifically of having a weakness for older men who were his peers that showed him attention, gave him praise and their focus. Tony, Steve - now Reed who was as brilliant as can be and handsome and knew just what to say to make him blush and feel all bashful. But this was very different than most attention he recieved from these older heroes, considering Reed had most definitely made his move.

Which is how Peter had found himself like this, in the man's bed - his toned and compact body on full display and complete putty in Reed's hands as he whispered those dirty words against his ear, bringing sounds of shameful pleasure and overwhelming need from Peter's lips. Those noises only amplified by skilled hands working over his body from his chest to his cock and oh how responsive Peter was to every word, every tug and every squeeze.

"M-Mister Reed I, this is..." Peter once again fumbled to think of a reason why this shouldn't happen or why they should slow down, but those words were once more lost between loud moans and shaken gasps. "Y-Yes Mister Reed, I...I promise. I'll be a good boy for you" He promised, face so flustered. God what would the others say if they saw him now? Peter didn't even know what this was, just that he needed more of it.

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　　hughie missed having his own shower. it was such an insignificant problem in the grand scheme of things - being perpetual runaways who now carried a living, breathing, quite bigoted super weapon alongside them and whatnot - and yet he couldn't help but wish he did not have to constantly drag the smell of sweat and blood wherever they went to. relying on pure chance of their hiding places having decent piping - if any. that had not been the case that day, so the desperate vigilante opted for the next best thing - communal showers. it as a quick walk away from their filthy motel, and the only catch was that he would have to take soldier boy along for the ride while butcher left to do...whatever he was hiding from them. reluctantly, hughie agreed.

　　luckily, the place had barely any clientele. a few other men here and there, and most chose to sneak into private booths once they caught someone else's eye. their intentions were pretty obvious, and hughie could do nothing but blush and turn a blind eye. hughie chose to relax though, closing his eyes and allowing the warm water to run through his body. hands scrubbing soap all across his lithe figure, lips parting to let out a content sigh.

　　throughout his time with the boys he had built up some muscle, but nothing remarkable. he remained as tall and lanky as he started, his particular gift being one he did not pay much attention to. not until soldier boy chose to point it out of nowhere, prompting the human to open his eyes and cover himself. as if the supe had not seen everything already.

　　"what the..." all he could do was stare and listen. hands pulling away as the older man did his best to emasculate the already quite insecure hughie. perhaps at the worst time to try doing so. with a furious flush on his cheeks, the young man straightened his back, not taking his eyes away from soldier boy. "i- hey, t-this is no fucking prosthetic, alright?" his hand moved down, taking his soft cock by the base and slapping it on his thigh. "see? jesus..."

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Mon-El watched with a huge stupid grin at Clark, as Clark created the filthiest wet sounds as he slurped all around his massive thick fat cock, not even Kara was capable of sucking his cock like this.... Or maybe she was, but it's not like she was a big fan of giving him head. But now, he knew that his faggot cousin was an expert at sucking cock and would definitely make this happen again more than once.

Mon-El no longer even remembered why he'd gone to the Daily planet, all his attention fell on Clark's incredible ass as Clark walked around while showing him around, on her incredibly huge tits that pressed almost exaggeratedly against his shirt and those plump pink lips that now wrapped around his length with a hunger as if his life depended on it. There came a point when Mon could take no more and dragged Clark into an empty office in the building, closing the door and the curtains. The rest was history.

“Fuck. Even look at your eyes, you're so fucking drunk off my cock, you love it, don't you? You love being used as an easy cheap fucking whore?” As he said that to him, one of his firm, strong hands grabbed his curly hair, pulling it roughly and pushing until he felt Clark's nose against the bush of his musky, sweaty bushy pubic hairs. Mon-El grunted and moaned not caring if anyone happened to hear them, in fact, it only made his arousal increase.

“That's right, fuck! Worship my cock like the good fucking faggot you are, Superman.” His cock throbbed and twitched at the sensation of that expert tongue, expelling an exaggerated amount of precum. If Clark kept this up, it wouldn't take long for Mon-El to cum. “What would they think if they knew that the world's most powerful hero is a nasty cock hungry faggot.”

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"Why are you wearing laced lingerie?" @murdockbilaws

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"It's too hot, I don't care. I am not putting on an excess of clothes. If they wanted to stay in for the summer, they have to face the consequence of me walking in briefs." @murdockbilaws

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It was rare to find time to be by the beach, Royal worked too many hours in the nice time, and slept the rest of the day to enjoy that. But free days were free days and he had no issue embracing them.

With the towel down on the sand, and the picking of an enough isolated area in the beach side, he stepped on the sand in front of it and began to strip naked, being still fully enveloped in a suit. Piece by piece, untill he was completely naked, he discarded them clothes and put them inside his bag replacing the space that the towel was filling. After that, he tretched up to the sun, eyes clothes.

"While politeness is not required when spying on someone getting naked, it is mostly thanked for to be respected," Royal rose his voice in the direction of the other's figure, turnin his face enough. "It's free land you can definitely stop hiding." @murdockbilaws

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"Any reason why this app is beeping and pointing at your profile?" Jonathan asked, tapping the screen on the phone as he checked the profile. "Because according to this, we are 90% compatible and it'd be an amusing coincidence."

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Coming back from the kitchen, Clint settled down a glass of water on the side table by Bobbi's end, "there, so you can't say I am not the gifting type." He teased, checking on his side to bring up a tray with more than just water as he had made a bed time little late breakfast with caffeinless coffee (for his discontent) and some sandwhiches well cut. "Oh this? This is for me. Ignore the heart shape done with the sandwhiches. And the second glass."

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Holden arrived back into the building, cigar in hand and his bag with partitures in the other with an exhausted pair of eyes that were already recovering through the rest that smoking gave him. Key in, he stepped in and left the bag by the side, soothing the bowtie and fixing the brief underneath the trousers he was wearing that always became uncomfortable after a trip in train on uncomfortable seats, "honey!" he yelled at loud, sighing loud, "I need a change. You're not in the bedroom are you?" @murdockbilaws

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Johnny stared. And stared. The hand on Peter's shoulder. He stupid chuckle. The laughable laugh. The toss of hair . Why did he had to go to the bathroom alone? Who asked him not to wait or call Peter in. And he couldn't help himself. Walking through the crowd to stop by the side of Peter, "fuck off," he added, flexing his chest, unaware of the flames that formed on his clavicles to highlight the raise. "He is not interested." @murdockbilaws

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@murdockbilaws liked for Jack

Jack stood a few steps behind Jason, the other laid underneath his sink with tools in hand and the still worn uniform pants that he wondered why weren't changed for regular clothes when paying him a visit. His arms were closed, and his attention set on him as he longed in the other's sightwhen legs spread and hips went up in oncsequence of trying to fix it. His eyes glimmering briefly as he stared at the other's fully naked body whenever those legs opened. "I'd offer help but I am truly delighted with the view," he admitted at loud at his old friend.

He was standing near the door, with his shirt off and his pants soaked in a first attempt at opening the running water. And while he had suggested to fix it himself, Jason stepped in with adamant convinction that he wasn't going to reject.

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Sitting down on the booth, Winter's arm was settled around the other's waist, his hand deeply buried within both fabrics, fingers surrounding warmth giving random tugs up and down while his thumb brush through length absentmindedly. Freer hand brought fry by fry to each of their mouths. "So you didn't like the movie?" Winter asked curious.

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Leandre had left that bed earlier in the morning, take a quick wash, change into running clothesn and gone out for a run. When finished, and coming back home, he still found cisco laying in bed, now occupying the space left by the lack of the broader body. Shoes off, sweat spread all over his body, Leandre climbed the bed and rose the other's legs up until that ass could rest against his leggins trapped lowerhalf, Fingertips beginning to tickle on the other's belly to erupt him awake.

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"One of these days we'll end in a different country," Tim managed to groan among moans, his fingers clencing to the fabric underneath as if to ground him while his cock ventured in and out of Jon's tight end. Moaning, the little bird couldn't help but see his cock bouncing from side to side at a relatively high speed. Vibrating within his boyfriend's swollen entrance. @murdockbilaws