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Our Son (2023) dir. Bill Oliver

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Ben Aldridge and Taofique Folarin Thrive (Short 2019)

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The sounds people make while cumming are so holy btw

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Patricio Gallardo and David Montalvo Control Z 3.05 "Helena"

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@hecame sent: ﹟ wet dream﹕  receiver  has  a  wet  dream  about  sender .

Beck's breath against the line of Tim's jaw is the first thing he feels, and then the long, long line of his body is against Tim's back. "Are you awake?" That fucking voice, Tim's already hard just from the touch and the sound of him so he nods, reaching behind himself to grab onto Beck's hand and bring it around until the older man can feel how hard Tim is.

"Yeah, yeah, I'm up." He feels more than hears Beck's laugh behind him but he still wraps that thick hand around him and tugs Tim back harder against him so that he can feel how hard Beck is himself.

The length of his cock nudges at Tim's ass, and Tim so kindly releases Beck's hand to reach back and pull himself open. He's still sore from the night before but that just makes the stretch of Beck pushing in even better, even hotter because he knows that he'll be feeling every inch of it all day. "Feel so fucking good," Beck's voice is a murmur into his ear and Tim smiles, letting his head fall into the pillow he was sleeping on. "Almost all the way inside."

That seems to do it, to break some fucking spell apparently, and then Tim is awake. Sitting up in his empty bed, painfully hard and already reaching for his phone.

[ text ; beck 🪵] are you awake?

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He'd wanted to get Kobe bent over , but he'll take him on his knees any day too . Beck's head tips back as his boyfriend's mouth slides onto him. His hands go into his hair , guiding him gently but letting him do his own thing .

❝ oh fuck - ❞ his voice is soft , lilting . He's watching the sight down below , Kobe sucking him as though it was the last thing that he might do on this earth - his hand working himself . To know that the brunette is that desperate for him that he can't HELP stroking his own dick as he tastes what's in his mouth .

❝ oh baby. ❞ air hisses in between his teeth , rocking his hips just a little but holding himself back from THRUSTING into his throat the way that he wants to . ❝ you feel so good , you always feel so fucking good . ❞ A palm smooths down Kobe's neck to his shoulder , fingertips dancing over his shoulder blade . It feels so natural to be together like this that for a moment he's able to pretend that a moment ago they hadn't been two minutes away from breaking up .

❝ keep it slow , c'mon there's no rush ❞ no rush . Neither of them was going anywhere , not if Beck could help it , not if Kobe's tone was anything to go by . ❝ && when I'm good && ready I'm gonna show you why I'm the man that you want .❞

Its as if the argument is forgotten entirely, and he can't find himself to be upset over it at all. All he can focus on was their lips crashing together in repeated tidal waves, feeling Beck's hands on him in such a manner it has his body undulating. He wants more. No ... he needs more. Needs all of Beck in this moment or he feels he might just perish.

Feeling himself harden, Kobe watches as Beck begins to touch himself, flashes of bare skin making his mouth water as Beck kisses him with open mouthed kisses that leaves saliva behind in its wake. Not that Kobe seems to care none.

"I won't... never... I'll never leave you.." he breaths, lowering himself down. With his fingers snaking into the hem of Beck's pants, he tugs with impatience, only getting the pants off just enough to free Beck from the confines... and in the next action Kobe is taking Beck down deep in his throat. He doesn't ease Beck into it, simply pushing Beck's cock down deep, moaning lewdly around him as his hand reaches down to begin to rub himself.

It doesn't take but a moment before Kobe's head is bobbing, desperate to taste him, to show Beck every bit of reverence he held for the man, to prove to him that they were it. They were the end all be all.

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His brow is low as his gaze fixes on the road, thinking about that day , how they'd both been so vocal . The cries in the air , the desperation to finish together . The more he thinks about it, the more his dick twitches in her mouth , pleasure POOLING in his gut .

Then her mouth is pulling off of him && he makes a sound in the back of his throat that's QUIET but is most obviously a noise of distaste . He might have had to get a little bit mean with his tone if he thought that she was playing games , leaving him half sucked behind the wheel of the car . But then she speaks && the urge fades away .

❝ yes ma'am ❞ voice bright , glancing in the mirror before swiping on the indicator && pulling across the right hand lane toward the edge of the road . When he comes to a stop , his hand stays on the wheel as he tugs the hand break up.

❝ pulled. ❞ the humour in his tone comes as he tips his head to the side , glancing across at his wife && shifting in his seat as though he might just throw himself out of the truck entirely if he couldn't get what he wanted .

❝ anything else I can do for you ? ❞

"i'm always wet and hot for you, moya lyubov'."

a soft chuckle sends wisps of air along the length of him as she listens to him. guided by his hand on the back of her neck, natalia dips her head lower, lips engulfing him as he speaks, unafraid that he'll lose driving focus with her tongue flat against his cock. the taste of him makes her moan, as it always does. as he always does. there's something about beck that sends her already enhanced senses into overdrive. the scent of him alone is enough to drive her wild.

squeezing her thighs together, natalia shifts her head lower, letting the tip of him graze against the back of her throat before pulling away to start a steady rhythm, her hand gripping his knee to keep her balanced as the car bounces along the road. the other hand clutches at his arm, caressing him, the need for constant contact high.

she remembers how hard she rode him, the feeling of him coming inside of her, filling her with a warmth she'd never had. the walls of her cunt throbs at the memory of it, her body yearning for him. before she met beck, natalia hadn't realized how touch-starved she'd been, how cold she'd felt for most other men. and now that she's been close to the fire, she never wants to leave it.

her tongue swirls around the tip of him before she pulls away briefly, pushing her hair back so she can look up at him through the fringe of her lashes.

"just thinking about you fucking me makes me want you. pull over."

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As he's pulled closer && into the kiss, a small smile comes across his mouth , his hands raising to cup at Kobe's face . He's always been weak for the younger male's groans && when he feels them against his lips he feels as though he might go outright FERAL .

Kobe would never have to ask to be fucked by him, but BOY does being asked get Beck hard . His breath sticks in his chest at the words && is let out on a sigh as the PLEASE fills the air between them . Goddamn it , this man knew him too well , too fucking well .

Hand lifts to knot into Kobe's hair as he sucks at his neck . The other hand dips to his hip , pulling him tight up against him for a moment before letting go && taking a step back .

❝ on the sofa - ❞ he says firmly , arm coming up to gesture half- heartedly to the piece of furniture . His eyes drop to Kobe's cock , admiring it as he chews on the inside of his cheek . ❝ rest of your clothes off , then lay down for me like a good boy . ❞

He swallows hard , tugging at his own clothes && grunting a little as the fabric of his boxers rubs against him as he pushes them down .

His body jerks at the feeling of Beck's lips around his hypersensitive skin now, making a small noise as he shivers from aftershocks... but he's not alone with his own thoughts for long. Feeling Beck kiss him, Kobe moans almost immediately against his lips, hands falling to Beck's hips to draw him closer against where his cock was softening, needing his body close against his own. And in the process, he can feel how hard Beck still is... a fact he'd remedy here soon enough.

"If its on you, its always delicious," he groans against Beck's lips, claiming the kisses once again, Kobe's tongue strokes against Beck's for a moment, letting the contact linger before Kobe is pulling away to catch his breath.

"...fuck me..?" he mewls the words out, as if he's asking for permission. "Please.." he tacks on... knowing damn well that his submissive behavior would drive Beck crazy. Or at least that was the hope as his mouth moves to Beck's neck, biting the flesh their before salving it over withhis tongue and a quick suck.

"I need you... all of you.."

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The hand on him through his pants is enough to have Beck's chest raising && falling as though he's halfway through a marathon . His eyes graze over Tim's face , seeing something there that increases his heart-rate . One eye narrows , lips quirking halfway into a smile - he rolls his hips into the grasp on his length.

❝ so maybe I DO like the sound of my own voice ❞ he murmurs , ❝ that gonna be a problem for you, deputy ? ❞ He realises that he has been easy . That all Tim has had to do is look at him the right way && Beck has rough handled him against the nearest solid surface . He wonders for a moment whether it matters , whether Tim looks at him && sees a sex crazed dickhead that he can use when he sees fit.

But that thought doesn't stay long as the other man drops down to his knees . Beck huffs , elbows digging back against the door as he watches Tim undo his trousers .

❝ i like it when you work for it - ❞ one hand finds the side of the younger man's face , thumb brushing over his cheek in slow soft sweeps . ❝ but I also like it when you give me those big damn eyes && I have to stop myself from fucking you right where you stand. ❞ .

the kiss is good, really fucking good, and Tim knows that if they keep doing this he'll want to ensure the kissing also continues. when Beck turns the force of his focus, his attention, onto Tim is more than enough to make the hair on the back of his neck stand up. only this time it's not because there's a gun in his hand, there's not death around the corner. it's addicting, makes Tim want to do something stupid like tell Beck he wants to make this a regular thing.

he doesn't, just rubs the hand on Beck slow and steady, wanting to get a reaction out of him. him reaction really. "still want to keep talking back? that's usually my job." he smiles against Beck's lips, increasing the pressure of his hand just slightly. "besides, i always just figured you liked the sound of your own voice." or maybe Tim liked the sound of Beck's voice.

"been pretty easy for me, Beck." his voice is a whisper as he teases the older man, but laced with desire and affection. "but that's good, i like that." a lazy shrug and Tim lowers himself onto his knees his long, clever fingers opening his jeans. "and, honestly, i like workin' for it sometimes."

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He likes pulling those noises from Richie , likes the way that the muscles in his stomach flex as he moves . Beck releases his own gentle noises , whining moans that he'll deny if the taller man ever brings them up . He continues his work , up && down . tongue lapping at him - indulging in the taste of his excitement . Richie is thrusting into his throat now && he KNOWS that he'll relish the ache he'll have there later on .

Good boy . Beck's mind goes blank , his moans slipping into a whimper . Everything is white hot , the grip on the back of his head , the cock in his mouth ... It burns && so fucking good . He hasn't let anyone use that tone with him in years , but he's too far gone to stop it happening now.

He pulls off once more , looking up to gauge Richie's expression as he drags his tongue over the head of his dick . ❝ I'm not your sweet'eart - ❞ he tries , voice weak - the words not REALLY hitting home like he thought they would . Instead of earning back ground , he sounds like ..... a good boy .

❝ Ri - ❞ he doesn't even finish his name , diving back in && taking the soldier all the way to the hilt - one of his hands coming down to cup at his balls gently && humming around the length . His chest heaves with anticipation , excited to taste his cum in a way that he hasn't been excited by sex in a long time ....

That's what this dynamic did to him .

Further praise further softens that initial edge to Beck's ministrations. Beck, Richie muses, sucks him now with the desperate eagerness he finds most often in the soft, pretty things Richie periodically picks up who like to give him titles. He's not so sure it'll be quite like that--Beck giving titles, or looking for one in turn--but it does shift Richie's baseline expectation of what further escalation might look like.

The thought is chased away by Beck's insistent attentions. A squeeze around his length on one stroke draws an earnest grunt of pleasure from him -- preference shown without intention.

Muscles flex under Beck's hand as Richie urges himself deeper. His grip around the back of Beck's head gentles some as his hips insist beyond a simple twitch of a thrust.

He chances it without serious thought- "Good boy. Just like that, fuck." Richie works his hips in tandem with Beck's own pace, fucking Beck's mouth the way it seems he craves.

Heat's coiling low in his gut, the both of them pushing to chase Richie's orgasm. "You're taking me so well, sweetheart," he croons lowly. Another grunt to feel Beck's throat around him on a particularly good thrust. "Gonna make me come like this."

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Beck holds stress in his body like letting it go would only cause more issues . His muscles are taut , his jaw JUST as stiff as the rest of him . He needs a good workout , a run .... or something at least . He doesn't even speak to Ravenna because he's nervous that if he does - he'll say something mean , something he shouldn't say . He's never been too good at filtering his words .

But then she's in his lap && she's unbuttoning his shirt , kissing up && down his neck && chest . He makes a rough noise of frustration at her words . Letting her know in his way that she should be careful , because there's two sides to Beck && one of them isn't as gentle as he'd like it to be .

He can't put a number on how many times she's worn a dress with no underwear for this reason , to play with him . To use it to get what she wanted . ( not that he'd ever be adverse to a little bit of that too . ) But yet again , just knowing that she's bare underneath the gown riles him up .

He rests his head back against the head-rest of the seat , watching her from under lidded eyes - imagining the heat of her grinding against him , although he can't FEEL it through his suit pants . The pressure of her movements is enough to have him hard .

❝ you should have just asked . ❞ His tone is rough , but something in his form has eased just enough for him to seem more like himself . ❝ You know I'd fuck you over any table you asked me to . ❞ His hands move aside , opening himself up so that she has more room to work on his belt.

❝ hmmmm . ❞ Good God he needs to get his dick wet . ❝ Is there any doubt , princess ? ❞

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she's grateful it was made regulation to close the divider between her & the driver . . . privacy given to the princess as she & Beck sit in the back of the SUV for the hour long trip back home. they're quiet, the event a little rough on them with Ravenna having to work the room in place of Silas & she knows they're both drained. eyes sneak a peek at her bodyguard, sitting there on the other side of the backseat before sliding the short distance between them.

" hey there, handsome. " she takes her rightful place, straddling his lap to make sure his attention was solely on her as fingers delicately brush through the short hairs at the nape of his neck. " you seem stressed, long day ? " teasing lightly, Ravenna then leans forward to press a sweet kiss to his lips & rub the tip of her nose against his. " maybe i can help you . . . relax. "

another kiss, teeth nipping his lower lip before leaving a trail of soft kisses across his cheek to his ear. she sucks his lobe, dragging her teeth over it lightly as a palm curves around the side of his neck to feel his pulse. " don't have enough room to give you a massage but i think we both know there's a better way to alleviate all that tension. " words are spoken quietly, lips brushing the shell of his ear & Ravenna moves her hips just enough to feel the way she's already affecting him.

fingers deftly unbutton the first three of his dress shirt, ghosting over the now exposed flesh & nudges her nose against his jaw so she can begin to kiss a path down the column of his neck. as much as she wishes, Ravenna is careful not to leave any marks as tongue licks up to his jaw.

" did i tell you ? " eyes glitter darkly & she shifts, pressing herself even closer to grind against his growing erection. " i'm not wearing any underwear under this dress. " biting her bottom lip innocently, the princess rolls her hips & lets her head fall back with a sigh from the feel of him against her. " all day i've been picturing you bending me over one of those tables & taking me. " she moans low, mindful they're not exactly alone in this car but still can't hold it in anymore, already so sensitive. " god, i was only thinking about you & i swear a light breeze could've sent me over the edge. "

raising from where she's buried in the crook of his neck, Ravenna finds his gaze even while her hands travel towards his belt to slowly undo it. " think you can fuck me before we get home ? "

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❛  look how well you fit around me, you're perfect.  ❜ - from xander :)

Every muscle in Beck's body had been tight . Xander had been doing his best for the past while to get him to relax , those SOFT gentle hands stroking over his body - roaming over his stomach , up over his chest && shoulders . The touch was telling him that he was alright , that he was safe . Beck believed him , unfurling underneath him slowly where he lay . He just needed to keep his thoughts here - in this place where Xander's eyes were on him && there's nothing but adoration in them . God , When Xander looks at you with those eyes its like the whole world ceases to exist .

Only when he was relaxed did Xander nudge his legs apart , using his weight to hold Beck down against the bed as his fingers stroked up the inside of his thigh - probed GENTLY at his hole . He tenses again . They play this back && forth just as they had before , Beck focusing on his breathing , focusing on the way Xander kisses his shoulder .

Eventually , distracted by his boyfriend's mouth over his - he feels lubed fingers replaced by the tip of Xander's cock . Slowly but surely , he pushes himself into him just a little , Beck's hands gripping tight onto the investigator's biceps .

Beck's head tips back , lips parted , chest shaking with his breath . Xander's lifted himself up , hooking a finger under Beck's chin to aim his gaze back down .

❛  look how well you fit around me, you're perfect.  ❜

There's a whimper in the air && Beck realises that it's come from his own mouth . He bites down on his lower lip , watching as he's entered inch by inch until their hips are flush together . && then - then that's when he relaxes completely.

❝ Xand - ❞ He rasps , His hands on the brunette's arms aren't claws anymore , they're soft palms - smoothing over muscle. ❝ Xander , I - ❞

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❛  just the way you look at me is driving me wild.  ❜ - from matt !

He doesn't think he's let go of Matt's hand since before they left home earlier . He's had a strong grip on him both journeys, even MORE so when they'd been at the registrar - breaking for a second to swap hands when he had to sign the certificate . Now they were sat so very close , talking under their breath as the few guests they'd invited to the reception milled around , having their own conversations .

Beck can't help the look on his face , lazy eyed with happiness , a soft smile TUGGING at his lips every few seconds . What he probably could have helped was the way that his gaze ping-pongs from Matthew's eyes to his lips && back again , even making a dangerous trail along his body. When he's called out on it , his tongue presses against his teeth , suppressing a grin that threatens to split his face completely.

❝ hmmmm ❞ he murmurs , hand on the other's thigh rubbing gently inward . A brave movement when they're such a focus of attention in the room . ❝ my bad , I think there's just something about having a husband that's making it hard not to fuck him .❞ He's looking at his lips again . GOD .

The rubbing continues , slow && deliberate . Just far enough away from his crotch that it's not straight up eroticism . ❝ you look so fucking good in that suit , baby . ❞ he leans in , presses a chaste kiss to his mouth . ❝ you should eat something , when everyone leaves we won't be getting out of bed for a long time. ❞

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❛  that's it, just let go. make yourself feel good.  ❜

Tim had become UNNERVINGLY good at knowing when Beck was having a bad day . Or maybe he'd always been good at it , just hadn't been making a fuss ? Either way , today when Beck had struggled to even SMILE at the jokes that he normally would have loved , Tim seemed to make a decision somewhere in the back of his head , because first they'd just sat there quietly - then Tim had been in his lap , kissing Beck as though it were his vocation .

They're a mess of tongues && teeth in no time - Beck tackling them both out of the chair && onto the rug , pulling at their clothing roughly until they were both half naked && JUST naked enough to get what he wanted . He's still grappling with Tim's pants as he's pushing inside of him , not caring about anything aside from having enough space to thrust into him .

He kisses him again , capturing his tongue for a moment && sucking as he starts to fuck him . Hand pushes up his chest between them , finding his shoulder - then his neck , thumb brushing over his windpipe .

-------❛  that's it, just let go. make yourself feel good.  ❜

The voice was so soft that Beck will think about it later when he's by himself . A far cry from the normal demands of the marshall . Beck's throat releases a rumbling groan , palm grasping Tim's throat a little more firmly , planting one knee into the ground to get himself more leverage as he rocks himself into him .

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There's something about the two of them together , how they're always a gasping ACHING mess - how neither of them can ever get their words out . Had sex always been this good ? Or was being totally head over heels in love with Kobe what made ever moment of intimacy so much more painfully perfect ?

He squeezes at Kobe as he whimpers , lifting his hips to try && ease the effort on his part as his movements STUTTERED with his approaching orgasm . Then it's upon him && Beck makes a strangled noise as Kobe stiffens && his ass clenches tight around his length . His chin tips up , eyes never leaving his boyfriend's face , dedicated to watching every second of pleasure passing over his features .

The cum is warm on his chest , the feeling of it pushing the older male towards his own apex. He wriggles where he lays , waiting for Kobe's form to relax just a little before he grabs his hips && PUMPS himself into him a few more times until he too is coming - burying himself as deep as he can && filling him with his load .

❝ Fuck , oh shit - f- Kobe - ❞ His grip on the other male relaxes, eyes finally drifting shut as he bathes in the feeling , legs shaking atop of the sheets . ❝ God - you - ❞ he's fighting for breath , chest heaving . ❝ you cheeky little sod - who said handcuffs were allowed ? ❞

Kobe is immediately grateful that he released the hold on Beck's wrists, knowing right away in the moment that it was exactly the right call. Feeling Beck's hands on his hips, Kobe is nothing short of in rapture in the moment, gasping at the feeling of the more intense actions as he rises further and is pulled down harder than ever before. Its as if Beck had been worked into a frenzy ...

Maybe this was something that they'd do again.

"Oh my god...! Yes..!" Kobe gasps, head thrown back in pure ecstasy, he leans forward, feverishly kissing Beck's lips in sloppy, wet actions. Each thrust parts their lips from each other, before Kobe finally gives up and focuses on moving his hips, fucking Beck for all he was worth ...

And he can feel the impending orgasm quickly coming to him, hardening his cock to nearly impossible levels as he sits up straight again. Taking hold of Beck's hands, he hangs on for dear life as he whimpers, "Oh god, I'm close ... so close... fuck me...!" as if Beck wasn't already doing so. Each thrust has a new song rising from Kobe's throat...

Until his body suddenly seizes with the force of his orgasm, a wail of pleasure rising from his throat as his cock jerks and lets out streams of ejaculation onto Beck's chest.