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gmm 1583

chase played with Link’s ears on camera and his bosses decide to have a word with him about being appropriate on camera. (rhink/chase, bjs, employer/employee relationships, kinda violent but he’s into it, awkward aftercare)

for @bourbonpowered

Over the years Chase had learnt there were some lines with his bosses, Rhett and Link. Don’t interrupt them after a guest episode. They’ll be locked up in the loft for at least an hour afterwards while Link proves that his flirting was all for the camera and his ass belongs to Rhett. Then all will be right again, Rhett’s jealousy will be assuaged and they’ll be giggly happy idiots everyone loves. He didn’t know what he was thinking when he started playing with Link’s ears during the More. only that he felt a surge of affection for Link, who, to be honest, he'd had a thing for since day one at mythical. Of course he had a thing for Rhett too. How could he not? His bosses were attractive, talented, and so in love with each other, He’d give anything to get close to either one, or better yet, both of them. But when Rhett and Link came to his desk and through gritted teeth Rhett requested he follow them to their office, he wondered if he’d made a critical mistake.

Chase dutifully followed his bosses to their office. The hairs on the back of his neck stood up. He hoped he could play this right. He knew Link was practically putty after all the ear touching in the episode. His boss was a freak and he could tell by the awkward way Link walked he was rockin’ at least a semi still. And Rhett… Rhett was harder to read, his lips pursed tight together, his eyes wild. Chase knew when Rhett was jealous, and boy was he, but Chase hoped he had them both where he wanted them.

“Sit,” Rhett said, pointing to the middle of the brown leather couch in their office. Rhett and Link sat beside him, so close he could smell their cologne and sweat. His eyelids fluttered for a moment as he was overcome with their scent. “Just what did you think you were doin’ touchin’ him like that on camera?” Chase smirked. He thought it was funny how Rhett’s accent came out when he was jealous. 

“I mean his ears are just so cute! I couldn’t help myself!” Chase said with the wide eyed innocent charm he was so loved for.

Rhett grabbed his chin roughly and turned his face towards him, “you got a pretty mouth chase. Doesn’t mean i’m gonna stick my finger in it on camera.” He grazed chase’s bottom lip with his large thumb. Chase sucked Rhett’s thumb into his mouth, his tongue swirled around it as he sucked, pulling it out with a loud, wet, pop. Rhett looked at his spit soaked thumb and back at chase, speechless. 

“What about you, Link?” he said, turning to his other boss. “Do you think I have a pretty mouth?”

“I… what?” Link stammered. Chase held Link’s hand and slowly licked his index and middle finger, sliding them into his wet hot mouth. Link began to scissor his fingers, pulling Chase’s mouth open, which he did so willingly. “...shit,” link whispered as Chase licked his fingers.

Rhett and Link stared at each other for a moment. Chase assumed at this point they could communicate telepathically.

“Chase, you know you’re not in any trouble right? You don’t owe us anything. I don’t want you to think-”

“Relax, I want this ” he said as he stroked Link’s hard cock through his jeans. “Want it so bad,” he sunk down to his knees on the floor in front of both of them. It only took a few seconds until both of their cocks were out, Link rock hard and glistening with precum, Rhett half hard but getting their quick. He jerked off as he watched Chase take Link down his throat, wide eyed and grinning as he thrust his boss’ cock into his throat. Link’s head fell back on the plush leather sofa as his hand gently combed through chase’s wavy hair. “Fuck,” was all he could say as his eager employee went at it with gusto.

Link guided Chase over to Rhett’s cock which was now at full attention. “You like having your ears touched?” Rhett asked as he cupped his large hands over chase’s ears and pulled his mouth onto his cock. Chase couldn’t hear, it was like he was underwater and Rhett obviously still wasn’t over his jealous moment because he fucked Chase’s throat hard and rough, bottoming out, Chase’s eyelashes were wet with tears as Rhett took control. It was exactly what he wanted.

They passed him back and forth. Link’s leg was over Rhett’s thigh and whoever was getting serviced by chase jerked the other off as they traded hot kisses. In a way it was sweet, how in love his bosses were. It was like he wasn’t even there. Just a fuck toy to pass between the two of them. Really, he couldn’t ask for anything more. 

“Oh god, i’m gonna cum soon,” Rhett growled as Link jerked him off. 

“Same,” Link managed to choke out as Chase sucked on his balls and jerked him off.

Before Chase knew what was happening he was on his knees, Rhett and Link standing over him, their cocks both an inch away from his mouth. He shut his eyes tight and opened his mouth wide, his tongue out and flat against his chin, ready to receive their loads. Link came first in hot ropes that splashed across his face and dribbled down his cheeks and chin. He only had a second to swallow what hit his tongue before Rhett followed, shooting a massive load directly into his mouth. Chase swallowed, and then licked his boss’ cocks clean.

Rhett and Link collapsed on the sofa and pulled chase off his knees up beside them in a weird 3-way cuddle hug. 

“Shit, chase that was…” Rhett was too breathless to finish his sentence.

“So good,” Link said, completing the thought.

“Yeah that was fun. What’s with this though?” Chase asked regarding the weird cuddling/group hug situation.

“Just wanted to make sure you were ok. Make you feel like we care about you or whatever. I don’t know man.” Rhett was full on blushing.

Chase gave Rhett a little kiss on the cheek, “it’s all good boss. I had fun. But I have to go to a production meeting with davin in five minutes. You got any wet wipes or something i can get cleaned up?”

“It’s me chase, of course I have wet wipes,” Link said as he got up and grabbed a package from his desk. 

“Thank’s Link,” Chase cleaned up and gave him a little kiss on the cheek too. 

“Alright, see ya,” he said as he closed the door and went off to his meeting. 

His meeting lasted a few hours and it was damn hard to concentrate given what had just happened and that he was still hard as fuck. He couldn’t wait to get home and replay what had happened. When he got back to his desk he saw a google notification. A monthly meeting after hours, with Rhett and Link. “Chase Hilt Talent Development Mentorship” was the name of the meeting. “Thought we could make this an ongoing thing. Only if you want to of course. R&L.”

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1264 Shotgun

Between Post Malone and Rhett jerking off churros all i can think of is stoned Rhett and Link frottage so here ya go.

tw: drug use

“Thanks man, that was great!” Link said clapping hands with Post Malone.

“No worries man, that was fun,” Post said, pulling Link in for a bro hug. He let him go and left through the metal door at MythEnt.

Link looked down at his hand. Post had slipped something into his hand during the shake. Link shook his head at the expertly rolled fat joint in his hand. He wrapped his fist around it and made his way to the office.

“Hey,” he said nodding to Rhett.

“Hey, man.”

“Post left us a thank you present,” Link said, as he unfolded his hand to show Rhett the joint.

Rhett grinned, “you wanna?” he asked wiggling his eyebrows.

“I dunno Rhett, I know you smoke pot for your back pain, but…”

“Come on, it’ll be fun, get outta your head for awhile.”

Link grinned and pressed the joint into Rhett’s hand and rummaged through his desk drawer for a lighter. The pair made their way out behind MythEnt. They ducked behind a dumpster and Rhett lit the joint, taking a few puffs, holding it in and exhaling in a slow stream of smoke. He passed the joint to Link to took a puff and began coughing uncontrollably, his eyes watering as he grasped his chest.

Rhett rolled his eyes and took the joint back. “Here, we’ll do it like this,” Rhett said, taking a long drag. He held the smoke in his lungs for a few seconds and then planted his lips on Link’s, sealing them tight as he blew the smoke into Link’s lungs. Link’s eyes went wide as he felt the burning sensation in his lungs. He tried to exhale but Rhett said, “nuh-uh” through his sealed lips. A few seconds later he released Link’s lips and Link exhaled slowly.

“Woah,” Link said with wide red eyes.

“Again?” Rhett asked.

“Yeah,” Link said, already feeling tingly.

Rhett took a long pull from the joint and shotgun Link again.

“How you feelin’ Bo,” Rhett asked, taking another drag for himself.

“Kinda funny?” Link replied, as he burst into a fit of giggles.

“You’re good,” Rhett said laughing and butting out the joint, “We can save this for later.”

They made their way back to the office, Link’s eyes hyper focused on the floor tile, then the mural on the wall. “Hey, you good?” Rhett asked, wrapping his arm around Link’s shoulders.

“Yeah,” Link whispered, but Rhett could tell he was freaking out slightly.

“Com’on,” he said, ushering Link into the office, sitting him down on the sofa. Rhett sat down beside him and pulled him close, running his fingers through Link’s salt and pepper hair, gently scratching Link’s scalp with his nails, which pulled moans from Link.

Rhett kissed him slowly, their tongues heavy and slow from the drugs.

“I feel funny. Good… but funny,” Link said.

“That’s the idea,” Rhett said. “Wanna lie down?”

“Yeah,” Link replied, “my clothes are annoying me.”

“So take ‘em off,” Rhett replied, as he started to shed his own clothes.

Soon the pair were naked lying down on the sofa intertwined with each other. Lazy cuddles soon turned into Rhett’s hands wandering. First they grazed Link’s chin, then he traced Link’s pointy collar bones slowly with his index finger, his breath hitched as he marveled at their sharpness.

Link moaned at the sensation of Rhett’s fingers as they fluffed up the hair on his belly. Rhett gently grabbed his hip and nudged Link to roll towards him. The two lay face to face, pressed against each other on the slip sofa. Rhett kissed him again slowly and deeply. Rhett’s hands wrapped around Link’s cock, slowly jerking him off. As he did Link’s cock rubbed against his own. As his hand wrapped around his own cock, as well as Link’s he had never been more thankful for his giant hands.

He worked both of them slow and lazily at first but soon picked up speed and tightness. He kisses Link roughly as he fucked both their cocks with his fist. Link’s eyes rolled back in his head as his body began to shake with pleasure. “Fuck Rhett,” he whispered, biting Rhett’s earlobe as he came. Rhett continued to thrust his come covered fist over the both of them. Link’s spent oversensitive cock twitching with the overwhelming sensation of his own hot come being worked over him.

Rhett groaned at the sensation of the added slipperiness and warmth of Link’s come and soon he followed suit, spilling over the both of them. Link rolled onto his back, breathing heavily. “Shit Rhett, that was...fuck…”

Rhett grinned and began laughing his deep ho-ho-ho belly laugh, tears rolling down his appley cheeks. “Oh man, I love you,” he said, kissing Link sweetly.

The pair lay their for a while, cuddling and they dozed off for a while, long limbs all wrapped around each other.

“Hey Rhett,” Link whispered.

“Yeah?” Rhett responded, groggily.

“Think Josh is still here?”

“Maybe,” Rhett said rubbing his eyes, “Why?”

“Think we could get him to whip us up some pizza churros?”

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1354.2  Urine-trouble

I’ve been kinda neglecting this blog but there’s no way after today’s episode i couldn’t write some pee kink smut. 

enjoy perverts

cw water sports, pee, etc 

Rhett sat on the sofa in their office, flipping mindlessly through his phone. He looked up and Link and sighed, and looked down as his phone again.

“What is it?” Link said, as he typed on his laptop.

“Nuthin’,” Rhett replied.

“Nuthin’ my ass, you’ve been weirdly quiet since we filmed the talking toilet segment a few hours ago.”

“It’s just… there’s something I wanna do.”

Link closed his laptop and walked over to sit beside Rhett on the sofa. “What,” he said softly with his hand on Rhett’s thigh.

“No, it’s too weird.”

Link rolled his eyes, “Bo, have I said no to any of the weird crap you’ve suggested yet?”

“No, but…”

“Just tell me.”

“Iwantyoutopeeonme” Rhett whispered quickly.

“What was that?” Link said, cupping a hand around his ear.

“I want you…”

“Yes?”

“Topeeonme.”

“To what?”

“Pee… on me.”

“oh...OH,” Link replied with wide eyes when he finally realized what Rhett was asking him. “I… I dunno Rhett.”

“See, told ya you’d say no.”

“Just, let me think about it.” Link got up and left the office before Rhett had time to respond.

Rhett tried to work but Link had been gone for an hour. Well... it was good while it lasted McLaughin Rhett thought to himself. Way to screw up the best thing in your life. He paced around the office, he wondered how long it would be until he wore a path in the carpet.

A while later his phone buzzed with a text. Office shower. Fifteen minutes.

Rhett couldn’t wait. He practically ran to the shower, speed waking down the hall, getting weird looks from his employees. “Where’s the fire?” Stevie asked him as he breezed past her, “hahaha.” he said. He beat Link to the bathroom and stripped naked. He was already hard just thinking about Link fulfilling this fantasy for him. A few minutes later the handle to the bathroom jostled, and Rhett unlocked the door to let Link in.

“Get in the shower, Rhett,” Link said seriously as he stripped down.

Rhett kneeled on the tile floor while Link climbed in. “you’re sure about this?” Link asked. All Rhett could do was nod in affirmation. “W-where?” Link asked, nudging his glasses up and shifting from side to side.

“Maybe… here?” Rhett said, rubbing his chest with an open palm.

“C-can I kiss you first?”

“Of course, Bo,” Rhett said, with a sweet smile.

Link bent down and kissed Rhett deeply.

“Crap, I don’t think I can hold it anymore. I drank 2 gallons of sweet tea,” Link said, dancing from foot to foot.

Rhett chuckled, “so that’s what you were up to.”

“Are you sure?” Link asked again.

“Yes. if you are.”

Link’s bladder was incredibly full but with this tall blonde man looking up at him with his huge green eyes it was shy.

Rhett was buzzing with anticipation. His hand trailed down his chest and belly, wrapping around his hardon. He slowly started stroking himself. Seeing this allowed Link to relax and soon a stream of warm urine was hitting Rhett’s chest. Rhett flinched at first, because it wasn’t expecting to to be so incredibly hot. He moaned and sat back on his heels, allowing the stream to hit his face.

Link whimpered at the sight of Rhett’s piss soaked beard. It ran down his face in rivulets, dripping on his chest and belly, rolling down his arm, and into his fist that he was jacking off into.

Link cock was increasingly hardening, making his stream slow. Rhett put his hands on his hips and pulled Link closer. Rhett opened his mouth and took the last few spurts of urine in his mouth slowly letting it dribble out. “Fuck, Rhett,” Link said in awe at the beautiful wet man in front of him.

Rhett took Link’s hard cock in his mouth making quick work of him while he jerked himself off. Link’s eyes rolled back in his head as Rhett’s hot wet tongue swirled around him. Rhett came on his belly, and shortly after Link came on Rhett’s chest.

Link took a few steps back, leaning against the shower wall. Rhett was soaked with urine and come. He was panting and shaking. Link turned on the shower, testing the temperature with his palm and when he had it just right extend a hand to Rhett, helping him up.

He shampooed Rhett’s hair, reaching up to lightly scratch his scalp with his nails. Rhett hummed appreciatively and Link repeated with conditioner. Then he grabbed a loofa and some green tea-mint body wash. He lathered up the loofa and then scrubbed Rhett’s back and chest. Rhett got under the showerhead to wash to soap off and opened his mouth, gargling with water, and spitting it out.

Link wrapped his arms around Rhett’s waist and went up on his tiptoes to kiss him. “Was that ok? How do you feel?” he whispered in his ear.

“M-maybe we could do that again sometime?”

“Sure, Bo,” Link replied, kissing him again. “Anytime you want.”

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1245.3 Daddy

i keep saying im uninspired to write this smut because the show just writes it’s own smut lately. to prove the point 95% of the dialogue in this trash masterpiece is lifted directly from the episode.

enjoyyyy

cw: rough sex, daddy kink, cum eating

“You were cute in the toy segment Link. Reeeeal cute,” Rhett said, as he closed and locked their office door.

“Thanks Rhett! Wait, what?”

“Nothing. It’s just cute you think you can be the daddy when obviously I’m the only daddy here,” Rhett smirked.

“Why can’t I be a daddy?!” Link said, walking up into Rhett’s space, getting his face as close to Rhett’s as he could, despite the height difference. “I’m just as much a daddy as you,” He said with his voice deeper than usual.

“Ohhhh look at you, I can use my big daddy voice too,” he said, mockingly, his voice dropping an octave. The baritone notes reverberating through Link’s chest.

Link sidled up to Rhett, causing Rhett to take steps backwards until he was practically sitting on the desk. Link tried his best to take up space, to be imposing.“Oh yeah?” Link said, shoving Rhett in the shoulder. “From one daddy to another, prove it.” Rhett’s eyes searched Link, seeing the dare on his face. Rhett chuckled and in a flash grabbed Link, spinning him around until his face was pressed against the desk, Rhett holding both his hands behind his back. “Daddy’s gotta learn his lesson,” Rhett whispered in Link’s ear, his beard brushing against his neck as he undid Link’s pants and pulled them and his boxers down, still holding Link’s wrists behind his back in one of his giant hands.

Link squirmed his bare ass against Rhett’s crotch in mock protest, but really, just looking for contact. Rhett reached around Link, pulling a bottle of lube out of the desk drawer, his hands never leaving Link’s wrists. “Daddy’s gotta have some fun,” he growled as he poured lube on his fingers and started to slowly work into Link.

Link pushed his ass back onto Rhett’s thick, slick, fingers, riding them. Rhett whimpered at the view of Link’s eager ass taking him, one, then two fingers sliding into him. Rhett reached around and stroked link’s cock which was already dripping precum over his desk. “Hmmmm looks like daddy won’t stop leaking. Daddy made a mess.” Rhett clucked his tongue disapprovingly.  “We’ll deal with that later,” Rhett said, lubing up his cock and pounding into Link, using his hands on Link’s crossed wrists for leverage. “Mmmmm this is fun for daddy,” Rhett moaned.

Link whimpered and Rhett pounded into him, hard. “Mmmmm yeah,” Rhett moaned. “Daddy’s gettin’ satisfied over here!” Link began to drool on the desk as Rhett stroked his cock in time with his thrusts. “Who’s your daddy Link?” he growled as he continued to jerk Link off. “Who, Link.”

“You, Rhett,” Link choked out.

“I’m what, Link?”

“You’re my daddy.”

“That’s right Link,” Rhett said, his thrusts becoming hard and erratic. He pulled out, coming on the desk beside Link’s face. “Uh-oh, looks like daddy made a spill.”  He continued to jerk off Link until he came on the desk beside where Rhett had. “Daddy made an oopsie... he’d better clean it up.” Link turned his head to look back at Rhett who still had him pinned to the desk. Rhett nodded, motioning at the desk. Link’s tongue came out and slowly swiped across the glass desk, smearing their mixed come across it. “Daddy, that’s gonna take a long time. Lap it up.” Link shuddered but complied, lapping up come, licking the desk until it was completely clean. “Good boy.” Rhett said, letting go of his wrists and helping him up. “You still think you’re the daddy?”

“No, Rhett. You’re the daddy.”

“Mhmm. Daddy had lots of fun. Did baby?”

“Yes, daddy,” Link said as Rhett pulled him into a tight hug, fluffing up his grey hair and wrapping his arm around him. “You wanna go up to the loft and cuddle?”

“Yes, daddy,” Link said, as Rhett took him by the hand and led him up the stairs to the loft.

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1235 Taylor

cw: cross dressing, bjs, anal sex, heels 

“I got you something,” Rhett said, handing Link a large, black box wrapped in a gold bow. “Put it on while i go get out of this ewok get up.” Link cracked open the box and grinned a wide toothy grin.

a while later, after Rhett thoroughly scrubbed all the make up of his face and restyled his hair he walked back into the office and the sight of Link knocked the wind out of him. Link walked slowly toward him tittering on black strappy seven inch platform stilettos. His outfit consisted of a long sleeved black lace dress that was scandalously short in the front and had a long sweeping train in the back.  It was completely sheer and Rhett’s eyes traced from Link’s black bralette to his high waited panties. Link slowly made his way over to Rhett. When he got to him he lent down and in an effeminate voice whispered in Rhett’s ear, “you like what you see?” Rhett bit his lower lip and nodded. He knew Link would look good but he was overwhelmed. In heels Link was taller than him and he looked like a femme fatal. Rhett could barely contain himself.

“Are you attracted to me, Rhett?”

“Uh huh.”

“how much?”

“So much.”

“What would you do to have me?”

“Anything.”

“Maybe you should get on your knees then.”

Rhett didn’t have to be asked twice. He dropped to his knees in a split second, his hands pawing at Link’s panties, trying to pull them down. Link slapped his hand away, “nun-uh. I made an alteration.” Rhett’s eyes went wide as Link pulled his already hard cock out of a slit he had made in the panties, in the perfect spot so he could still wear them while giving Rhett access. The front of his dress was so short he only had to pull it up slightly.

Link leaned back on Rhett’s desk, as Rhett took him in. His shaved legs were impossibly long, his body perfect. Rhett grabbed his hips and positioned Link just where he wanted him, taking his cock in his mouth. He looked up at Link for approval who ran his fingers through Rhett’s wavy hair, encouraging him to go further.

Rhett took him deeper, sputtering as Link’s cock hit the back of his through but pushing on. He loved hearing the quiet moans escaping from Link and feeling the tightness building in his thighs. Rhett pulled off and sat back on his heels. “Why did you stop?” 

“Fuck me Link?” he begged.

Link's purple lips smiled sweetly and he extended a hand down to Rhett to help him up. Rhett kisses Link gently on the lips, he didn’t want to smear his make up. He just looked too damn good, so he kisses his neck instead, tickling it with his beard. Link undid Rhett’s pants and bent him over the desk. He fished a bottle of lube from the desk drawer and after Rhett was thoroughly slicked open, pushed his cock into him.

Rhett whimpered. The height of Link in the heels was perfect. Usually Rhett had to stoop a bit so Link could get a good angle but with the strappy platform stilettos Link was able to hold Rhett’s hips and fuck him exactly how he wanted to.

Rhett turned his head and caught sight of the two of them in a floor length mirror. His mouth fell open at the sight of him being fucked by this tall blonde goddess. Link grabbed the hair at the nape of Rhett’s neck, pulling his head up causing his back to arch. Rhett moaned loudly and pushed back harder into Link.

Link fucked him roughly and Rhett pushed back just as hard as he chased release. Link was close. He reached down and took firm grasp of Rhett’s cock which was already dripping precome all over the desk. Link stroked Rhett in time with his thrusting and came hard into him, Rhett coming seconds later. Link pulled out and stumbled, his knees weak from the orgasm and the unsteady nature of the sky high heels.

Rhett spun around just in time to catch Link as he fell into his arm. Rhett chuckled quietly and pulled Link close, kissing him sweetly. “You’re so beautiful,” 

“More beautiful than the real Taylor?”

“More beautiful than everyone.”

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I have a UTI and my antibiotics make me feel like death and I'm bundled up in bed. So no fic today but I'll leave you with this thought.

Rhett's on all fours and Link's about to fuck him and he pulls this shit, slapping him on the back of the thigh and says, "spread 'em"

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1222 Nails

for @like-a-wild-potato

CW: infidelity, injury, blood, sex

When Rhett and Link and started sleeping together it wasn’t hard to hide their infidelity. They spent practically every minute together anyway, late nights at the office were not abnormal. They felt guilty, sure, but there was no way around it. They weren’t going to stop. When they started getting into rougher sex things got more difficult. They would have to devise more and more elaborate lies to explain the bruises and welts. Luckily their on camera shenanigans were almost as rough as their off camera ones so they were able to take explain most things away. When Link pitched the bed of nails idea in the writers room Rhett’s eyebrow arched. He knew it would make a great segment, he also knew he was going to come home to his wife with a back full of scratch marks. He knew Link would be headed home with similar scars.

They chose to film in the evening, when most of the staff had gone home. The segment was good, they knew it was hilarious. After filming they sent Chase and the rest of the crew home. Rhett pushed all the nail clippings and cheese off the massage bed and raised the back to a forty-five degree angle. He sat on the bench, beckoning Link to join him.

Link straddled Rhett, his erection already growing in his grey shorts. Rhett pulled him in for a deep kiss, his nails already trailing down Link’s back, sending shivers up his spine. Link returned, wrapping his arms around Rhett’s waist, clawing at his back.

Rhett moaned and pulled down Link’s shorts, working his cock with his giant hand, Link did the same to Rhett. The pair were jerking each other off, their moans echoing in the open atrium of the office. It was thrilling to fuck out in the open. Beside the kitchen where their employees ate lunch and the desks where they worked. Sure, they were alone, but it was still exciting. Link pulled a bottle of lube out of his shorts before tossing them aside, and handed it to Rhett. Link was still sitting in is lap, kissing him hard and clawing at his chest. Rhett lubed and began working Link open. One finger, then two. Link clawed at Rhett’s arms and shoulders. 

Rhett slicked up his cock with lube and pulled Link onto him. Link rode Rhett. Slow at first but then fast. Rhett’s hands dragged long red welts on Link’s already raw back. Link dug his nails into Rhett’s shoulders as he grasped for leverage. Rhett’s hands wrapped around Rhett’s ass, his nails digging in, leaving half moon shapes all over his supple flesh. 

They were hot and sweaty, Link bouncing on Rhett and a furious pace, Rhett barely able to hold it together. They clawed at each other, desperate for contact. Both of their backs were red and swollen, criss crossed with scratches and welts, both bleeding slightly in a few places. Rhett was close and he wanted Link to come with him so he grabbed his cock and jerked him off in time with Link’s pace. Rhett bucked into him hard. Link bit Rhett’s shoulder as he came all over both of their bellies, Rhett following shortly after. 

The two men lay breathless on the massage table. Eventually Link got up and turned around. “Oh gosh,” Rhett said, surveying the damage he’d done to Link’s back. “pass the polysporen, brother.” He tossed Rhett the green and white box and Rhett gently applied it to the wounds on Link’s back. Link did the same to Rhett. They were both in pretty rough shape. Hopefully it wouldn’t result in too many questions when they got home to their wives.

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1219 temp

Cw: temp play, facials

Rhett was working hard at his desk, scowling at an email and trying to think of a response when Link awkwardly pushed open the door with his foot. "Little help!" he ask. Rhett craned his neck to see Link juggling several thermoses and a coffee mug full of spoons. Rhett unloaded some of the burden onto the coffee table. "Golly, someone's thirsty," he chuckled.

"I'm not thirsty. Between the cryo chamber and the sauna pants I got an idea," Link said with a smirk as he lay down a towel on the floor.

"Oh yeah?" Rhett said, snaking an arm around Rhett's waist and kissing him on the neck. "What's that?"

"Get those britches off and I'll show ya. Lie down." Rhett stripped down to his yellow meundies and lay down on the floor. Link kissed Rhett and put the green GMM blindfold on him. "What's this all about?" Rhett asked.

"Quiet, or I'll get the gag too," Link replied.

Rhett squirmed a little in anticipation of what was to come. Link opened the first thermos which was full of ice. The second was full of boiling water. He dumped some of the boiling water into the coffee mug with the spoons and capped the thermos to keep it hot.

He popped an ice cube in his mouth for a few seconds and then spit it out. He leaned in and kissed Rhett who let out a muffled scream of surprise at Link's cold tongue.

Link grabbed a few ice cubes, placing them in a line starting at Rhett's throat, down his chest and belly, the final one at the top of his groin. Rhett whimpered and shivered. Link grabbed one of the spoons from the hot water. He tested the temperature on the inside of his wrist, and satisfied it wouldn't scald, traced a zig zag around the ice cubes.

The cubes began to melt, cold water dripping down Rhett's sides leaving a red trail on his skin. Link took an ice cube and put one on each of Rhett's nipples. Rhett squirmed and squeeled. Link circled Rhett's left nipples with the ice, following it with his warm tongue as he sucked the nipple into his mouth, biting it hard. Rhett moaned loudly. "Nngghh Link, that feels so good!" Link paled Rhett's hard cock through his undies while smearing an ice cube all over his torso. Link pulled down Rhett's underwear and began stroking his cock with an ice cube in his hand.

"Jesus Link," Rhett said breathlessly, his body shivering. Link slicked another ice cube around Rhett's balls and down to his ass, still jerking him off with an icy fist. Link pushed the ice cube against Rhett's ass and gently pushed it inside, causing Rhett's hips to buck at the intrusion.

Link took a large swig of hot water, letting it swish over the inside of his mouth before swallowing and took Rhett's cock in his mouth. Rhett moaned as the change in sensation from cold to hot. Link's mouth was slightly warmer than normal but to Rhett it felt damn near scalding.

Link pushed another ice cube into Rhett's ass, continuing to work him with his hot mouth. Rhett came hard down Link's throat.

Link straddled Rhett's chest, pulling out his cock and started jerking off furiously. He pulled the blindfold off Rhett who watched him, his beautiful man falling apart in front of him. Rhett firmly grasped Link's thighs and moaned at how hot Link looked and the feeling of the cold water dripping out of him.

"Close your eyes Rhett," Link said, nearly panting. "I'm so close."

Link came, splattering load after load onto Rhett's face until Rhett was dripping in Link's come. "You look like a glazed doughnut."

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So many kinks

What do I even write about today? Temperature play? Facials? Rhett's lotioned up dick? Link's make out skills? I can't with these two!

Also, I had so much fun writing with @archionblu yesterday, if there's an episode that hits a particular kink for you and you want to collaborate I'm totally into it. Send me a message and we'll work it out. Like I said earlier, I don't like writing about kinks I don't have experience/interest in because it comes off as inauthentic and I don't want to represent a kink in an inaccurate way. But if it's something your into I'd love to work together, or have guest authors!

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1218 suck

Thanks so much to @archionblu with all her help on Big/little dynamic. I don't like writing about kinks I don't have experience with so she was a blessing on this and I hope we can collaborate again in the future.

READ THE CONTENT WARNINGS!

Cw:big/little, age play, sexual ageplay, daddy kink, blow jobs, anal fingering

“Thanks Chase, I got this,” Link said, scooping up the baby doll and pacifiers. Rhett raised an eyebrow as he noticed Link absent-mindedly pop one of the soothers in his mouth as he casually made his way to the prop closet to put things away. Rhett talked to Stevie for a few moments, and went to the green room to say goodbye to Craig. “Sorry, I don't know where Link is but, thanks for being on the show, it was great man!”

“Anytime, brother, it was a blast. Tell Link thanks, would ya?” he said, shaking Rhett's hand farewell.

Rhett nodded and Craig departed. He was starting to worry. He knew Link had been stressed. The tour, all the negative feed back from the new GMM format, it had all been weighing on Link. He knew Link had been headed to the prop closet so he started to look for him there.

Sure enough Link was sitting on the floor cross legged, his glasses safely stored in the pocket of his jacket, all the prop toys strewn around the floor. Legos, baby dolls, action figures, toy trains, barbies. It was a disaster. Link was concentrating, his tongue bleeping, as he made Barbie and G. I. Joe dance. “Daddy!” he said enthusiastically, his big, blue eyes widening when he noticed Rhett leaning in the doorway. “The dollies are dancing!”

Rhett took a breath to steady himself. It wasn't the first time they had engaged in this type of play before, but it always took Rhett a minute to centre himself, to tell himself it was ok and harmless, and that Link wanted… No… needed this.

Rhett got down on the floor and picked up an batman action figure. “Can batman dance too, baby?” He asked with the softest voice. “Yayyyyyyy dance party!” Link exclaimed as he made the dolls dance in some sort of frenetic motion, more like a mosh pit than a spring formal. Rhett chuckled.

“What are you doing at daddy's work Linkypoo? The office is for grown up's.” Link bit his lower lip and looked up at Rhett. “Being an adult is too h-h-hard, daddy. There are too many things and I just want to play and watch cartoons and cuddle. I missed you daddy, you never play with me anymore.”

“I know baby. Daddy's got a plan. How about we go up to the loft and I'll put Moana on the iPad and get you a snack and your big boy binkie?”

“Yayyyyyyy!” Link exclaimed, throwing his arms around Rhett's waist. “Can I have apple juice?”

“Yes.”

“And Graham Crackers?”

“Yes.”

“And a cupcake with sprinkles?”

“No baby. That's too much sugar. And first you need to clean up this mess,” Rhett said, motioning to all the toys.

Link pouted, his arms crossed at his chest.

“Come on, Daddy will help you. You put away the toys on the shelves you can reach. I'll put away the ones up high, that you're too little to reach. Like this one,” he took a doll and put it on a shelf well within the reach of 6 foot tall Link.

“Now I need you to be a big boy, just for a few minutes till we get up to the loft ok? Can you do that for daddy?”

Link wrung his hands but nodded. Thankfully they made it to the loft without running into any employees.

Rhett helped Link out of his clothes and into a pair of soft fleece pyjamas. He tucked him into bed and put Moana on for him. “I'm gonna go get your snack, ok Linkypoo?”

“Yes daddy,” Link said appreciatively, his head bopping along to the music of the movie.

Rhett went down to the kitchen and grabbed an apple juice box from the fridge and a package of Graham Crackers from the cupboard. He went back to the office, locked the door behind him, and unlocked their special cupboard. He pulled out a pale blue drawstring bag and retrieved a sippy cup, a plastic plate, printed with images of mother goose, and a green, adult sized, binky. He transferred the juice to the sippy cup, thinning it down with water, just as he has for his own children when they were little. He arranged the Graham Crackers on the plate and carried Link's snack and binky up to him.

Link clapped his hands appreciatively as Rhett made his way to the top of the stairs. He watched as Link ate and sucked on his sippy cup and then cleared the dishes away when Link decided to suck on his soother instead.

Rhett got under the covers, leaned back and raised an arm, inviting Link to cuddle I to his chest. Link sighed contentedly as he burrowed down in the bed, arranging himself for maximum cuddling contact. “This was you need, Linkypoo?”

Link removed the soother and replied, “Yes daddy, but this binky is bad.”

“What do you mean, bad?”

“It's too squishy.”

“you want something… firmer?”

“yes!”

“maybe your thumb?”

“too small.”

“May-maybe my thumb?” Rhett said, his voice hitching in his throat.

Link grinned and took Rhett's thumb in his mouth, sucking enthusiastically, his drool dripping down Rhett's hand. Rhett whimpered but tried to hold it together.

Link pulled his mouth off Rhett's thumb with a POP. “Still to squishy!” Link whined.

Rhett stroked his hair, “Use your words Linky, tell daddy what you want.”

“I want…”Link's hands moved to Rhett's waist, “ this,” he said, his hand lightly grazing Rhett's crotch.

“Oh…” Rhett stammered. “Oh gosh…” he said, stroking his beard. They had played with this dynamic before but it usually ended with cuddling and a nap, not this. Rhett swallowed thickly. “You sure?” he asked, searching Link's eyes for any hint of hesitation. “Yes daddy, I'm sure.”

As wrong as it felt, Rhett was already rock hard at the thought of it. He pulled down his jeans and pushed the blankets down around his hips. Link licked his lips as Rhett pushed down his boxers.

Link positioned himself sideways, his head in Rhett's lap. He took Rhett's cock in his hands and licked it from base to tip. “Mmmm it's like a lolly,” he said, continuing to lick enthusiastically. Rhett's eyes nearly rolled out of his head. Link took his head into his mouth and sucked, hollowing his cheeks around Rhett's thick, veiny, purple dick. He took it deeper and deeper, drooling all over Rhett, his big blue eyes wet from exertion, looking up for approval. “Mmmm you're doing so good baby boy.” Rhett said, a hand gently resting on the back of Link's head.

Rhett was struck with an urge. It slightly horrified him but they were so far gone already. A hand traveled delicately down Link's back. He slowly pushed down the fleece pyjama bottoms. Link's ass was high in the air as his face was buried in Rhett's lap. Rhett licked his index finger and slowly circled Link's asshole.

Link whimpered and his lips tightened around Rhett as he pushed the tip in. He was only up to the first knuckle but fuck, if it wasn't the hottest thing he'd ever felt. He pushed his finger all the way in and slowly began to work it in and out of Link. Soon another finger made its way in and Link was a moaning slobbering mess. “That feel good baby?” Rhett asked between breathy moans. Link nodded, his lips still sucking Rhett.

Rhett was so close. He felt like he was going to burst. He fingered Link's ass, pounding into him, his fingertips curling ever so slightly to his Link's prostate. He could feel link was close too, between the twitching of his cock as it rutted against Rhett's thigh and the spasming of his tight hole on Rhett's fingers it wouldn't be long.

Link's body shook as he came, the release ricocheting through his body. “Daddy,” he said, Rhett's cock still in his mouth. “I made a mess in the front of my pyjamas.” Rhett threw his head back, moaning loudly as he came hard in Link's mouth.

Link licked his lips and grinned. A few moments passed while the two lay breathlessly on the bed. Eventually Link got up and fetched his glasses. He came back to bed and lay down. “Hey Rhett,” he said, kissing Rhett sweetly on the mouth.

“Hey Link,” Rhett said, circling his arm around Link's waist and kissing him back.

“Thank you for that,” Link said, twining his long fingers in Rhett's messy hair.

“Feel better? Ready to adult?”

“Yeah Bring it on!”

“Can we have that nap first?” Rhett asked, with a weary look.

“Sure Rhett. Whatever you need.”

They traded sleepy kisses and nodded off.

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Today's smut

Hold on children, it's gonna be a late post. I've had to call in reinforcements on this one. You've been warned.

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1217 Bear

Cw: rough sex

Once they were 100% cockroaches free the pair made their way up to the nap loft. The eposide had been exhilarating but now they were both about to crash. Rhett flopped down on the bed on his side, legs spread open inviting. "Come 'ere baby bear," he drawled, patting thr bed between his legs.

"Nuh-uh, you might be the mama bear, but I'm the daddy bear," Link replied, forcefully closing Rhett's legs causing his bottom half to roll over, exactly like he had done while filming.

He straddled Rhett, one knee against Rhett's ass the other one pinning down his legs. He reached up and grabbed Rhett's arms, pinning him down as he kissed him hard on the mouth. "This ok," he whispered in Rhett's ear. "Yeah," Rhett whispered back with a growl as Link lay firm kisses down his neck.

Despite the cameras and the cockroaches the whole episode had left them both incredibly worked up so it didn't take long for Link to reach for the bottle of Lube on the bedside table. Still pinning Rhett down he unzipped the trap door on the butt of Rhett's onsie and began working into him with lubed up fingers.

Rhett reached around and unzipped the long front zipper on Link's onesie and Link pushed it down, the soft blue fabric pooling around his thighs.

Link let out a choked moan as he pushed his cock into Rhett. With Rhett's legs sideways it made everything extra tight. He reached up and pinned Rhett's arms again, his grip on them providing leverage for his groin to slam into Rhett hard with every thrust.

"It's so good, Rhett. You feel so good," he moaned as he bottomed out into Rhett.

It was rare that Rhett would come from just being fucked but in this position Link was hitting him right in the sweet spot and he came with a whimper. The orgasm radiated through his body, tipping Link over the edge.

Link let go of Rhett's wrists and zipped up the trap door on his onesie, and pulled up the top half of his and zipped it up.

Hr curled up behind Rhett, wrapped his arms around him and nuzzled into his neck. Rhett's legs reached back to intertwine with his. The two men lazily caressed each other and traded sleepy kisses. "I wonder if Jean has a name for this position?" Link asked with a yawn.

"I'd call it the 'I-just-got-fucked-so-hard-I-dont-know-what-two-plus-two-equals' pose."

"Hmmm, that has a certain ring to it..."

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Fuck...

Cuddle buddies.

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You'd better believe something is coming after the cuddle episode today, unfortunately I'm socializing tonight with IRL friends. But I'll write it tomorrow or later tonight if I can't sleep!

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Sad

Hi guys. No smut today. The whole More bummed me out and then I started writing some fluff instead but it just got sad. So... Yeah. I love our boys so much and it hurts my heart to see them hurting. So hopefully tomorrow's episode will provide some rhinktastic fodder to fuel my fantasies, but not today. 😔.

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1214 Upside down

Cw: Blow jobs, kinda breath play stuff but not?

Rhett and Link had put in crazy hours for the launch of their new format. It was 8pm and all the crew had gone home. Link was slowly making his way through their building. "Rhett..." he peaked into the kitchen, empty. "Rhett?" No Rhett in the office or nap loft. Finally he made his way on set. "Rhett?"

"Over here," Rhett said with a groan as he pulled himself up from upside down on the inversion table that was still set up on set from their interview with the Stranger Things guys.

"Your back buggin' ya Bo?" Link said with concern as he rubbed Rhett's shoulders.

"Yeah, thought I'd stretch out a little. I mean, it's the actual point of this contraption. Always makes me feel a little weird, all the blood rushing to my head," Rhett said, massaging his temples.

"I wonder..." Link said, his slim fingers dancing down the placket of Rhett's shirt, kissing his chest as he flicked open buttons.

"What you got in mind, Boss?"

"Well," Link said, thoughtfully pushing up his glasses. "I'm curious of you can still get a boner when all the blood is rushing to your head."

"I think we'd better find out, you know, for science," Rhett smirked, as he stripped down to his boxers and got back on the inversion table. Link helped him get upside down and started kissing down his legs, his tongue sweeping the tops of his thighs. Rhett moaned as his tongue made his way to his cock.

Rhett braced his arms around the back of Link's legs, grabbing his ass, pulling him closer as Link took him into his hot, wet mouth. Rhett moaned echoed throughout the empty studio. "Well, boner achieved," Link chuckeled as he worked Rhett's hard cock with his fist.

"Yeah, but the real question," Rhett said, gasping for breath, "is can I come upside down?"

"Hmmm we'd better find out," Link said taking Rhett in his mouth once more.

Rhett felt like all the blood in his body was fighting, both trying to rush from his head to his groin at the same time. He felt dizzy and like the world was spinning. Link's mouth always made Rhett weak but this was something else. Upside down, tops turvy, the set and their bodies and everything became jumbled, until all he could feel was his heart beating in his ears and Link's goddammit perfect mouth.

Link was working him hard, fucking him with his mouth, hollowing his cheeks around his dick and working his balls. He didn't want Rhett to have to be upside down for too long so he pulled out all the stops. His black lashes were wet with tears as he deep throated Rhett, gagging with every thrust.

Rhett came hard down Link's throat, the blood that had been fighting to stay in his grain rushed to his head and his vision began to narrow.

Link slowly raised the inversion table and helped Rhett off and down onto the floor. Rhett lay on his side, gasping for air, holding his head. Link curled up behind him, spooning him on the black and white tile. "You ok, Rhett?"

"I have the world's worst headache!" he groaned. Link kissed his temple. "Sorry baby."

"Oh don't apologize. It was worth it!"

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1213 Clean

Cw: shower sex, butt stuff, bjs

"Anddddd cut!" Stevie yelled and Chase turned off the giant fan as Rhett giggled, pushing his batter drenched wig out if his face, Link still holding onto his arm for dear life. Rhett reached down and pulled the wig off Link's face. "Shower? Please?" Link asked. Rhett nodded with a smirk.

The pair discarded their windbreakers and wigs for the crew to deal with and made their way to the office shower. They disrobed and got in, Link reached for the nob but a big hand cupped his, keeping him from turning the nob. "Not yet," Rhett said, pinning Link up against the shower wall, kissing him.

"Mmmm you taste like cake!" Link said gleefully.

"What do you expect, I'm covered in batter."

"Hmmm I think you look handsome with a grey beard," Link said, fluffing flour out of Rhett's beard.

"You're the only silver fox around here," Rhett said, licking a splatter of batter off Link's neck.

"Plllllllease can we turn the water on? I'm all sticky," Link whined.

"Ho ho ok, but I'm only gonna get you stickier," Rhett said with a wiggle of his eyebrows as he turned Link around, kissing his shoulders and back.

Link hummed appreciatively and turned on the tap. "Hand me the black bottle, brother." Link reached up into the shower caddy and pulled out a small nondescript black bottle they had hidden behind a bottle of shampoo. The bottle contained a secret stash of silicone lube. The kind that wouldn't wash away in the shower.

Rhett lubed up a finger and pushed it into Link as he continued to kiss his back and shoulders. He wrapped a big arm around Link's upper chest and Link gripped it tightly, pushing back into Rhett's prying finger.

Rhett pushed in with another finger and Link lost all interest in washing the oil and sugar and flour off his body. He just wanted more. More Rhett. "More..." he moaned and Rhett picked him up, pinned him up against the slick tile wall. He lubed up his hard cock an pushed into Link who wrapped his legs tightly around Rhett's waist, his arms around his neck.

Rhett fucked him hard, Link head hitting the tile, the hot stream of water beating down on them from the shower head. Rhett held Link's ass firmly as he pounded into him again and again. He came with a low grunt. He lowered Link so he was standing, leaning against the wall because his legs were jello at this point.

Rhett dropped to his knees, taking Link's cock into his mouth. The shower was hot and steamy and Link loved seeing his tree of a man on his knees, his big green eyes pleading. Link grabbed Rhett's hair, appreciatively as Rhett's small hot mouth worked him over. Link came and collapsed onto the shower floor, his legs betraying him.

"Fuck, Rhett," he groaned.

Rhett stood and extended a hand to Link, helping him up. He grabbed the shampoo and lathered up Link's salt and pepper tresses, then his own. He worked the suds through with light nails, just the way Link liked it.