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Steve truly made the whole 'being a gentleman' thing rather hard to accomplish. Even when he was flattered, the constant mention of their more intimate plans was enough to keep Declan distracted. When was the last time he had enjoyed the company of anyone in bed? He was eager, pent up. It showed in the way his pupils dilated when looking at the boy as he munched on their delicious food.

"Oh, I promise you. I want to be old fashioned and romantic," he stated, pulling his hand away from Steve's lips, but only so he could place it on the boys thigh, very close to his core. "But you keep mentioning my bed and putting these images in my head and I'm not sure I have enough self control not to cave in."

He caressed the area, taking another bite of his meal with his free hand. Although, he figured, the real treat would come much after their steak was gone.

"Enjoy your dinner, sexy. You're more than welcome to my bed after I've filled your belly."

“Oh good, cos if I was failing at turning you on I’d feel really bad” Steve joked with a playful smile, leaning against the table sweetly as he just enjoyed the meat. He was stunned and more than a little touched that the man was being adamant about being a gentleman instead of just taking advantage of Steve’s extreme willingness. It actually made Steve fall even more for Declan. “”For the record, I like the old fashioned romance a lot… not used to it, but I could definitely start getting used to it if it comes with nice moments like this” he was blushing just a little as he took another little bite of his meal, looking to Declan as he ate with all the seduction he had in his body.

He happily ran his fingers over the back of Declan’s hand as tenderly as he could, taking another mouthful “So, the whole apartment’s just for us tonight, no one’s gonna come by?” he said with a little grin, taking another little bite and thinking for a minute as he squeezed that strong masculine hand “Well that’s good to know cos I hoped to explore this apartment with you… but not for the first time” he smiled as sweetly as he could to the other man and brought that large hand up to kiss the back of it. 

“You’re not the only one who is old fashioned, as much as I want you to take me I want you to promise that the time will be in that big comfy bed of yours… after that, then we can run around htis apartment like horny teenagers but something about a man like you just demands that big bed, would you agree?” he asked, taking another pointed bite leaving his plate nearly empty.

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Flattery from the hottest professor on campus? Was Oliver misreading the situation here or was this night heading into a very different direction? He toyed with the thought for a moment, clearly noticing how Stan seemed to be stealing looks every now and again. Lord, his father would be so disappointed to find out just how willing Oliver was to explore something like this.

"Alright, mr. McSexy Pants, sir, I know just the place!" he stated, maybe teasing a little as he took a sharp left turn on the road that led them out of campus. "There's this nice pizzeria a few blocks out. They have the best napolitan sauce I've had in this city," he added, starting to steal looks as well.

"And if you insist on being flattering, it's certainly a safe place away from prying eyes. I don't think I need to tell you that these walls here have ears and eyes most days."

“I absolutely insist on being flattering and that sounds like a great plan. It’s gonna be a fun time and plus, as a teacher I just wouldn’t be doing my job if I knew you had skipped dinner and not done something about it so this sounds like a great plan” Stan exclaimed eagerly, walking with a much brisker step. He had technically been planning on just having a lame microwave meal when he got home so to have an excuse to eat out was a great deal for him. 

He happily walked with the younger man, down the halls and away from anything resembling work “So what were you thinking of getting? Pretty confident the cafeteria area is closed so we might have to go to the row just outside campus to get something but it’ll be worth it… all on me by the way so don’t stress” he said with a big grin, patting the man’s back 

“So what’re ya craving?” He said, the cool air around making his voice a little more gravelly than he intended it. He couldn’t help but just keep stealing little looks to Oliver, pointedly trying to suppress any thoughts he knew he shouldn’t have about a student which wasn’t easy because Oliver was truly one of the most beautiful men he’d ever seen.

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Declan was lost for a moment. Of course he registered the footsteps coming closer, of course the fear of getting caught was somehow in his mind, but the thought of getting his hands off their cocks was impossible. Even as the passerby walked past them, Declan didn't stop jerking them off together, cocks pressed tightly and throbbing in tandem. How could he stop when Sonny had asked for more in that delicious tone that he loved so much?

"I-is that so? You don't want the world to hear how I moan for you?" he asked, eyes locked on Sonny's as the window was rolled up. And just like that, he sped up the movement of his hand on their cocks.

His concerns were forgotten momentarily, replaced by the overwhelming pleasure of his friend's body on top; of the heated kiss he then stole from the other. Everything else became unimportant as he delivered himself to this, as he dug himself even deeper into sin.

"A-are you gonna fuck me tonight.... Or d-do you wanna ride me stupid right here?" he asked, voice needy and fighting back more moaning. "I need you so bad, Sonny- Please, I'm so horny..."

Sonny maneuvered around to help Declan rid him of these fucking boxers. He usually wore boxer shorts that were usually kinda tight on the balls because he liked the support but getting them off was nearly impossible. Delcan must've been some kind of wizard or maybe getting him all horny was the key to getting him to do whatever he wanted. he had a whole bathroom that needed deep cleaning...

"Fuck, Declan," sharp gasps left his lips as their cocks pulsated together. Wet with Sonny's impatient globs of precum, being slid up and down both their lengths. He dipped his head, pressing his forehead against Declan's shoulder. He'd lost himself for a moment, unraveling, now melting beneath the other's touch. "Fuck,m.. more.. move your hand f..faster," he hissed through his teeth, lips parting just as easily, "I told you baby.. nothing feels as good as this, as you and me." He meant it, God, he did. Sonny couldn't give a shit about his wife, or his kid, he wanted this man.. all of him, his lips, his hands, the way he looked at him, the sound of his voice. Even as the steps down the street pattered closer, he didn't want him to stop. They had their shirts on, their dicks covered by the shadows of their bodies, in a way, this was normal, right? It didn't matter, they walked right by the truck, not even sparing them a second glance. "We should roll up the windows," he laughed, pressing nipping at Declan's ear, "I don't want anyone else hearing your moans." he didn't wait for his response, he wanted him focused on working the two of them. His arm trembled as it cranked the knob, how old was this goddamn truck anyway? Could they even fuck here without it falling apart? He was feeling toasty, squeezed between the wheel and the man's chest.

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This was, hands down, one of the boldest things Oliver had ever done. Sneaking around to kiss a boy was hardly new, but doing it with the intention of avoiding security in the middle of the library was new. And the speed in which both of them got aroused was also hilarious.

Their lips finally met and Oliver basically melt in the kiss. Callum didn't even have to pull him that much closer because he was eagerly pressing all of his body against the redhead. And while he was doing everything he could to keep their kiss as quiet as he could, the shameless grinding of their bulge only picked up the pace.

"Please tell me one of us is walking out of this closet full of cum," he begged against Callum's lips, deepening their kiss even more when he heard the footsteps of the guard roaming outside.

If there was more light in the closet, Oliver would have seen Callum's brows raise in amusement at the sudden confession. But the jock was certainly understanding of the other's feelings, as he was just as drawn with being pressed up against the other's warm, lithe body. The athlete could barely hide his chuckle when he heard the low and seedy moan against his ear. And now he was also sporting a rather hefty and prominent arousal brushing up against Oliver's legs.

The frat boy grunted at the growing sensation, only tiilting his head to whisper back softly against the other man's ear. "Oh, you're dangerous. Now I see why you were so eager to follow me into the makeout closet after dark," he purred. But before he even let those words sink in, Callum moved his head to press his lips hungrily against Oliver's. The jock pulled the other man close against his chest until their bulges were glancing against each other. It was hot and wet and sloppy and had little regard to staying as quiet as they could be.

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"That's just nonsense. The fact that I'm saying my brother is hot as fuck doesn't change the truth. We all have eyes," he groaned, leaning back on his arms and studying Caleb for a moment. Was he truly that surprised that Will was the perverted black sheep of the family?

"What do you mean it's my turn? I just picked truth and pointed at the hottest guy in the party," he teased, actually amused at how much he could traumatize the other. But maybe he had to cut them some slack and keep having fun. It was his first free night in a while, after all.

"I dunno, man. Now I go with dare, I guess."

He raised a single brow, eyes settling on William as a sigh slipped from his lips. “The answer isn’t surprising. But consider I came here with your brother, and I wasn’t prepared to hear that.” And truly, the response wasn’t a surprise. Caleb had long known that William leaned heavily into hedonism. “Yes, I’ve seen your brother. Most people would agree with your answer if it wasn’t you saying it.” Truly, both brothers were a sight to behold, and no one could deny that.

“It’s your turn, if you still feel like playing this game.”

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He waited patiently for Julian to cave in, to admit what he truly wanted. Declan was in no rush, and just feeling the boy's hands all over his torso and arms was enough to keep him pleased; but also, more than enough to turn him on. By the time the confession finally left Julian's lips, Declan was already hard. His boner tenting his pants sinfully and poking at the other's thigh.

"Mhm, that's a good boy," he finally called, pushing Julian a bit more against the wall just so he could claim his lips now, so he could kiss his boy with the eagerness of a man who had been pent up for months, if not years. The utter desire oozing from Declan at that moment was almost sinful.

"Take this off, for fuck's sake," he commanded, pulling at Julian's shirt in a desperate attempt to feel both their naked chests pressed against each other. "I'll make you feel so good. J-just strip. Now."

It was a miracle that Julian's glasses were even still on at this point, given how far his face was buried in Declean's chest, his lips finding each inch of the man to kiss, suck and worship. The shirt being unbuttoned only gave him more of an excuse, as his hands began to reach out and squeeze and massage the man's arms, running along those seemingly perfect abs. It wasn't just kissing or touching, this was full on worshiping. The typically poised and sarcastic young man being turned into this eager, desperate mess that treated Declan's body like a thing of pure worship.

Muffled noises at the praise, feeling that grip on his hair and that strong hand groping his ass, just teasing and toying with Julian's body like it was Declan's to do with as he wished. Then he heard the demand from him, to say he wanted to be his. The command alone made his dick twitch as he pulled his face back up enough to look up at the man and Declan could now see how dilated those eyes were, how overwhelmed he looked with want and need.

"You want your son's friend to admit he wants to belong to you?" He asked with a murmur, eyes gazing up at Declan as he kissed that chest again and ran his hands up his stomatch, his chest and massaged those biceps. "You want me to beg for you to turn me into a domestic kept boy?" He murmured, breath warm and shaken against his skin. Clearly Declan had done something to him to bring out a side of Julian he tried to keep underwraps given his reputation being indepdenent and driven.

"Turn me into a good little housewife, who obeys his man and does what he wants...belongs to him, services him. Gives into him and makes his every want and desire come true?" He asked, his voice breathy and heated; looking almost hypnotized by him. "Mm, then yes - please Declan. I want to be yours, please...."

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Sex in the car wasn't exactly the best idea, but Declan was so turned on that taking Sonny somewhere more comfortable was out of the possibilities. As their lips clashed against each other again and he tasted himself on his lover's skin, Declan knew he was past the point of no return.

"Y-yeah. I need you naked right now," Declan groaned, struggling to maneuver in the tight space of the car, even with the stea pulled back as far as it would go. Still, he somehow managed to get Sonny's jeans and underwear off. He was ready to rip them off if needed be.

"I'm so weak for you, Sonny," he moaned, pulling at the other man to make him sit on his lap. Both their shirts were still on, but with both pants discarded, Declan could easily press both their cocks together and start jerking them off with one hand. Blue eyes looked for Sonny's with desperate need.

"You're right- Y-you're the only thing that feels right in my life. Fuck, you feel so good."

Sonny liked feeling him twitch and squirm beneath him. He even started moaning against his dick. The two were in a synced harmony, it was kind of beautiful. His hands traveled all across his body, wherever they could reach, memorizing the landscape of his flesh, wanting to learn every inch of him even with his eyes closed. His own dick got hard in his pants, already working the zipper to his jeans to try and rub himself out, the lack of friction suffocating. It would be kind of uncomfortable, but he'd been in tighter spaces, it was all about the position of your elbow. Ears perked up at Declan's request, groaning momentarily, but since he said please..

He looked up at him all Starry eyed, nudging their noses together. "When'd you get so sweet?" he whispered, thumbing at his bottom lip before he crashed their lips together. He had Declan’s taste on his mouth, his tongue. For a moment as they kissed, Sonny kept his eyes open. Just wanted to watch him, see what he looked like when he was so peaceful. He was quickly becoming enamored with him, he realized, drowning the thoughts with a needy kiss. His tongue played with Declan's, "Help me take these off, will ya?" he gestured towards his jeans.

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"I know, I know. I am really old fashioned... Not to say outdated," he scoffed, teasing himself with his words. Of course he had noticed the tension building between them, but Declan was the kind of man to feel guilty over sleeping with someone without treating them like a human being.

And Steve was too lovely of a human being not to treat him to a nice meal, at least.

Their hands met and Declan welcomed Steve's. He offered a gentle smile that somehow faltered a little in response to the lewd images that the boy was planting in his head. Being romantic was hard to accomplish when he was touch starved and pent up and his 'date' kept giving him ideas like that.

"... Good? That sounds so much more than good. If you're trying to turn me on here, you're actually succeeding, Steve." He took a small moment to enjoy a bite of his own stake while he tried not to let his desire show too obviously. "I'm so glad my son's out on a sleepover tonight, then. We have the apartment all to ourselves."

Steve couldn’t help but find the awkward way that Declan responded to be adorable, the older man had clearly been out of the game so long that it was just sweet seeing him trying to flirt and make a move. The touch to his thigh had Steve melting a little more, his hand reached over to run over that strong upper arm “Well mission accomplished… I think you’re the first person to actually try to woo me before trying to… well, you know” he chuckled a little “Makes me actually like you even more, which I didn’t think was possible” 

He licked his lips a little after swallowing the piece of meat, they were already glistening but he just wanted to get as much of the taste from the meal as he could. He also just couldn’t help but tease the other man “For the record, this is amazing. Like, oh my god, I’ve never had a steak this good before, you went all out” he said with the biggest grin. He was genuinely in awe of Declan, the older man was so sweet and kind to him that he couldn’t help but fall for him. 

He let his hand slide down Declan’s arm and to his hand, gently linking their fingers which almost emphasised the massive size different “So, whatever I want… well, let me tell you what I want tonight and you tell me if it sounds good” he squeezed the man’s hand gently and took a deep breath “After this absolutely amazing meal, I want to go back to your bedroom with you… I wnat you to help me out of these clothes, let me help you out of yours, then take me to bed and let me ride you until the sun comes up… sound good, Sir?” he spoke with a pointed tone, finishing his sentence and taking a sip from his drink just to let the image he’d put in the older man’s mind linger between them.

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"There's not enough faith in the world to convince my father that my teacher set 'go to a party' as an assignment for me, though. You want to get me in trouble!" he teased, not truly meaning any word as he waited for his professor to be done. He wasn't a sheltered kid, but it was indeed amusing to imagine his dad's face in such a scene.

He nodded, finding his way out of the office and allowing Stan's touch on his back. Maybe the older man had a point and he had been focusing too much on his schoolwork. Surely Oliver could afford to have a not-so-productive night.

"Well, if you're gonna insist on being flattering, then maybe you'll want to come with me to grab a bite to eat today. That's gotta be a bit of fun for the week. I kinda skipped dinner by falling asleep at the library."

Stan was happily just putting a few things in his bag so he could get them ready for the weekend when he’d mark the tests while leaving the things in the office he’d need tomorrow, all this while paying full attention to Oliver. He looked to the man in shock “Well…. I might’ve been known for a few parties when I was your age. I might’ve been the exact kind of person to go partying on a Tuesday with… OK he wasn’t a boyfriend, but he was a boy and we were very friendly. Still I made it to class the next day so it’s doable,” he mused almost wistfully, before closing his backpack “But good on you for being a well-behaved young man and not doing that, though now I’m just hoping you have weekend plans because otherwise I might have to set ‘go to a party’ as an assignment”

He checked he had everything and looked back to the young man “OK I think I’ve got everything so let’s get you back so you can do this essay… just promise me you’ll actually have a good time sometime this week” he said as he put his hand on Oliver’s back and led him out “I mean I know as a teacher I shouldn’t really be getting involved in your personal life but… well, a young man who looks like you without a boyfriend tells me you’re not getting out much, cos any guy would be snapping you up in a second if they got to know you… again, not my place but still”

He walked with Oliver down the hall, happy to get his office behind him so he could start relaxing himself “So, with this essay you’re gonna be working on… when’s it due? Cos heck, I’m happy to be a sounding board for things if you need it, now I’ve got my office sorted I pretty much have nothing to do and while it might not be my specific subject, I’m pretty good at planning essays so if you want the assistance I’m happy to help”

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Declan wasn't sure who started the kiss either, but he sure as hell got lost in it. He devoured Julian's lips with the devotion of a divorced man in need of relief... But not only the physical kind.

Ah their bodies danced against each other's, Declan reached back to turn the stove off for a moment. The steak could wait, especially since Julian seemed to be hungry for something else. And since the boy's lips were already on his pecs, Declan unbuttoned his shirt to expose the firm muscle to him, to allow him to worship every inch of his skin.

"Ah, your lips feel so good on my skin, Julian," he praised the boy, one hand still caressing his hair while the other kept groping his ass, toying with it. He was even bold enough to sneak his hand inside the boy's pants just so he could feel the warmth of his fingers coping a feel of his cheeks.

"Say it," he demanded sweetly. "Say you want to be mine..."

Fuck.

Pinned to the wall, being treated like some pretty little thing in the hands of a real man. This brilliant, independent young man turned into this submissive, good little house wife with just a few words and kisses to his neck. Amber eyes fluttering, face flushed and heart racing and then he felt it - the grab to his hair, causing a broken noise to pass his lips that sounded so breathy and shaken. That act alone was all it took to have the boy give into his friend's father. Putty in his hands.

"F-Fuck..." He stammered, feeling those lips on his neck and that big hand gripping his ass like that. Possessive, like the man was touching what had always been his - his pretty house boy. Declan had gotten what he wanted, he was all his. "Please" He begged so sweetly, for the first time probably ever. He wasn't sure who kissed who first, just that he had the taste of Declan on his mouth - felt the man capturing his lips until he was breathless. Before long Julian's sense of self and pride was completely gone, his mouth finding those gorgeous and powerful pecs. Worshiping the older man like it was all he wanted and was made for, like a good little domesticated boy. Made to serve his man.

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open to: m/nb (t*boo welcomed and invited) concept: your muse and William are both attending a wedding of a common friend. The bride, their friend, had decided to make the party a throwback to college years and play silly games. That's how a few people ended up playing truth or dare, already tipsy and laughing at the shenanigans. Until someone asks William the wrong question (or the right one, your call)

"I don't know why you're making that face," William added as an elaboration to the question he was just asked. That kind of game was always dangerous for everybody involved, and while most of the people playing actually knew that he was a little unhinged, the other half of the group was genuinely terrified.

"I mean, have you seen my brother? Of course I'd fuck him in a heartbeat if he just said so-- But that's hardly breaking news, everybody here knows I'm a pervert."

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I'll be online for a bit. Gonna work on the little amount of drafts I have.

Maybe I'll post memes or opens in a bit. But come chat if you'd like to plot

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The look on Jesse's face was the most beautiful thing that Will had ever seen. That mixture of confusion and arousal was delicious to the marine, who only shoved his dick even further into Felix's tight hole, groaning in tandem. It was a whole show, both their naked bodies starting to sweat, their breathing erratic and their voices shaky as they spoke. So much pleasure going on in that room and none of it was because of Jesse.

But not really. It was precisely because Jesse was now witnessing the sinful movements of Felix on top of him that Will was finally feeling whole.

"Oh, it's so fucking good, babe," he moaned in response to Jesse, making sure to keep the eye contact and offer him a lustful smile. "It's even tighter than yours. It's perfect- oh, you'd love this ass."

William had always been a shameless man. He gleefully moaned while keeping his eyes locked on Jesse, while grinding his cock up Felix's ass, and jerking his cock off as well.

"What do you say, babe? You want me to m-make Felix here cum for you? Hmm?" he teased, kissing Felix's neck from the sides for a moment, just to get the most reactions out of him. "Oh, I bet you'd love that, you slut... Watching me milk other men for your amusement."

It had not been difficult to convince Felix to take part in this little surprise. He would have agreed to ride Will's brains out either way; the guy was hot, and the fact that he seemed to have a boyfriend was normally none of Felix's concerns. However, the idea of getting fucked right in front of the guy and cucking him added some additional excitement. And indeed, as amazing as it felt to be filled deep with the soldier's thick meat, seeing the expression on Jesse's face as he walked in turned Felix on even more.

Jesse was stunned at the scene he'd stumbled into. Seeing Will naked and hard was always arousing, but he had absolutely not expected the young man impaled on his lover's dick, moaning like a little whore as his cock was jerked. He knew damn well any other man would've been heartbroken and beyond pissed in this moment... but Will was right. Jesse felt the shock go right to his crotch, his own length instantly hardening as he watched that boy ride Will's thick cock. "How does his cock feel?", he asked Felix, who rolled his hips in response and let out a needy moan, dripping with shameless lust. Little fucking whore. "And... how's his ass? His hole tight around your dick?", Jesse inquired, his eyes looking into Will's, his heart racing and his body feeling on fire with jealousy and arousal alike at the thought of his boyfriend getting pleasure from fucking another guy's ass.

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As their dinner was served, Declan finally sat down and made himself comfortable. Of course, he made sure to sit beside Steve, if only so he could have him close while they ate.

It's not that he didn't exactly want their night to end up as steamy as Steve was probably imagining, but he thought it was fair to treat the boy like the gentleman he was. After all, Decan was not a predator.... or didn't want to come off as one, because the obvious age gap between them was as problematic as could be.

"Well, maybe I wanted to make you feel appreciated before I-- Huh, before I make you feel good." It was an awkward confession, for he had long lost his touch when flirting. Alas, for emphasis, he reached out under the table to caress the boy's thigh as they had their meal.

"I think, tonight, you get to have whatever you want, pretty boy."

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Declan wasn’t immune to the sinfully tight outfit that Steve was wearing. It was almost rude to show up to somebody’s place looking like that. The older man’s eyes certainly studied Steve’s body longer than was probably welcome, but he simply couldn’t help it. Yes, he was impossibly attracted to the boy, but he was old fashioned and thought proper flirting was a must first… But with the way Steve came close and caressed his arms, Declan started to realize that things might evolve much faster than he anticipated.

“God, no- you look perfect. Not underdressed at all,” he mused, reacing out to touch the boy’s chest and let his hand fall slowly towards his abs. “You can pour the lemonade for us, I’ll just plate our steaks… And maybe you can tell me what exactly you were expecting while we eat…”

Steve took a deep breath feeling the hand running down his body, the heat rose in his cheeks almost instantly and he felt a lot better that he’d actually read the situation properly. He almost wanted to climb the man right then but he was also excited to see just what the man had planned. “I think I can handle the lemonade, that’s right within my capabilities as a chef” he joked, going over to the cupboard and reaching up to get the glasses which did make his shirt lift up just a little to show off his tiny little waist. 

WIth a spring in his step, Steve went about to get their drinks and also grabbed the cutlery so he could help set the table. He made sure everything he could help with was set up before taking a seat, looking to Declan as the man plated the steaks “God, your meat looks amazing” he exclaimed in genuine awe, looking at the plated meal in front of him just stunned. No one had actually gone to this kind of effort for him before and he was genuinely thankful “My god, I must’ve done something really great to deserve this”

Awkwardly Steve reached up to take a sip from his drink and took a deep breath “So… guess I should come a little clean… I may have misunderstood what you meant when you told me you had a big piece of meat for me” he chuckled a little as he awkwardly cut his meat “I mean, in my defense the hottest man I’ve ever known offered me his meat, I’m not exactly expecting a steak… so I may have dressed more for that kind of meat” he looked to the other man, holding the piece of steak to his mouth “So I guess the real question is… am I getting more than one piece of meat tonight?” and for emphasise, slipped the piece of meat in his mouth while looking right into Declan’s eyes.

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Oliver was a little embarrassed, that was true. Being caught snoozing by his handsome professor was not the idea scenario he was considering, but he figured keeping it together was the best way to regain his dignity. So he straightened his back and followed Stan outside, composing himself in the process.

"No, sir- This is for history," he explained, showing the big three books he was carrying. "Mrs. Heath wanted us to write an essay on world war two but she banned using the internet for it. So here I am," he shrugged. He knew he wasn't the best student most days, but he was actually making an effort to improve his grades; if only for his father's sake.

He walked into the professor's office as well, making himself comfortable and leaning against a wall as he waited patiently.

"... Frankly, I didn't have plans for tonight other than finishing the essay. Boring, I know. I don't even have a boyfriend... But even when I love having a good time, even I wouldn't go to a frat party on a tuesday when I have class tomorrow morning. But you sound like you were quite the party animal back in your school days, huh?"

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“Mr. Beckford?” Oliver’s voice was still sleepy when their eyes met, and he barely registered his surroundings on time to truly know what was going on… But if there was something that his math teacher had gone right is that he appreciated waking up to the face of someone he knew.

“Huh– yeah, yeah. Sorry- I didn’t mean to pass out here,” he finally added, rubbing his eyes for a moment before he started packing up his things. How embarrasing it was to end up in this situation by the hottest teacher at school. “Yeah, of course, sir- I was gonna take a few of these books but. I can carry them myself,” Oliver mused, standing up and picking up a handful of books. “Your office it is… Lead the way.”

“Oh it’s OK, you’re not the first person to pass out in the library… those are some comfy couches, I understand why it’s a popular napping spot” Stan mused with a little grin as he watched the young man packing up. He kept his hands in his pockets, just trying to seem as cool and casual as possible since he could tell that Oliver was already a little frazzled by the situation and he didn’t want to make it worse. “Don’t worry, we won’t spend long at my office” he promised, leading the way out of the library and locking it up behind them on the way out. 

Once outside, Stan walked at a brisk pace towards his office “So how many assignments are those books for? Hopefully none of mine cos if one of my assignments have kept ya at the library this late then I’m gonna have to worry I’m overworking you” he said with a kind little smile, getting to his office and heading in to pick up the files he needed  “If nothing else at your age, you shouldn’t be in the library at 8 o’clock… you should be doing something stupid like going to a party with people you regret associating with in a year, that’s how it’s supposed to be” he joked, putting a few things away and going over his pile to make sure everything was alright “In fact, am I walking you back to your dorm or do I have to drop you off at some place where a teacher shouldn’t know exists? Or just at like a boyfriends place, somewhere fun that isn’t educational”

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And this was exactly the problem. Get Declan hot and bothered and he forgot about the entirely world in an instant. As pleasure started invading his body in response to Sonny's sinful tongue, all of Declan's concerned became quieter and quieter, until nothing but his friend remained.

The sight of such a beautiful man between his legs, touching him and sucking his hard cock so diligently was heaven in itself. Declan could do little else other than caress his lover's hair and encourage him to take more and more ever time.

"Fuck, Sonny. You're g-gonna kill me," he moaned shamelessly, growing a little bit louder as he could no longer contain the pleasure and the thrill of it. He even started bucking his hips a little, trying to go deeper into that hot mouth that had ruined him life and some more.

And the fact that he could see people in the distance, who could maybe catch them doing this out in the open, only made his cock harder than before. It was so wrong but it felt so right.

"D-don't make me cum yet- Come up here and kiss me, please."

Sonny grunted as he bobbed his head, needily taking in more inches of his friend's cock. His noises were so cute, and the way he was lookin' at him like that made him almost blush. Rough hands wrapped around Declan's plush thighs, kneading them softly. His hands traveled up to his belly, resting his hands there as he eagerly swirled his tongue over the tip of his dick, fuck he tasted so good, probably had a good diet, he'd seen him eat a fruit or two. "You're fucking delicious," he smiled, but it was a little lopsided with the other man's cock stuffed into his cheek. His praise only encouraged him more, his free hand cupped the man's balls and massaged them gently, the small suckling sounds now getting louder as he took more and more. He wanted to treat him well, make Declan feel better even just for a moment. What were bros for at the end of the day?

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It was hard to put into words how young he felt whenever he got to share with Harry. Maybe it was a phase, maybe it would last, he couldn't tell. All that mattered was that they enjoyed the other's company and that they would indulge in the perversion of it... poor Oliver be damned.

"Aren't you the sweetest boy?" he teased, his walls completely lowered after that kiss. The taste of the younger man was addictive to him, and letting go was hard to accomplish... But the food would get cold and they couldn't have that.

"Do me a favor and pour our drinks, yeah? I'll get these plates on the table," he mused warmly, stealing just one last short kiss before he moved to properly serve their meal: a big, juicy steak with some stir fried vegetables and mashed potatoes on the side.

"Pick whatever you want from the fridge. I have lemonade, wine, beer..."

Harry's words stuttered to a stop as he felt Declan tease him with just a glance of their lips. Neither man seemed to want to give the other a kiss just yet, and yet, the young man was practically thrumming for one. It had been a while since he really had the chance to enjoy Declan's company, and now that the two of them had the night together with a delicious dinner prepared, Harry felt foolish for even thinking about wanting something else.

The young man still kept his arms where they were, althoug he freed one to reach up and stroke the side of Declan's face. He loved the feel of the older man, knowing that company was simply enough for the two of them. "...It's clear enough. All I need is you. All I've ever wanted is you," he whispered back softly. "I... just wanted to be perfect for you tonight, but I'm also hoping we get many more nights like tonight," the jock admitted. He felt his cheeks flush a bit at the confession, even knowing that all this flirting and dating with his friend's dad was something others wouldn't understand.

But for him, it was enough. And he wasn't going to let anything get in the way of it. Harry leaned up to press his lips gently against the older man's, savoring the taste of him with a long and passionate kiss. It was only after they broke for air did he tilt his head to kiss Declan on the cheek as well. "Let's have dinner first. I want to taste the big and juicy meat you worked so hard on for me. And then I'll keep you company for the rest of the night."