#muse: amos parker guzmán

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💋

Everyone sending ‘💋’ in my inbox gets a kiss from my muse.

Amos found himself craving Roger more and more, now to the point where he found himself going to Roger’s performances. As soon as Roger was off the stage, Amos pulled him into a deep kiss, pressing his body against Roger as they kissed. After a while, he pulled away just enough to whisper in his ear, “You got me so wet watching you up there.” He grinned, wanting to know what Roger had in mind to do with that information.

He hoped he would take him to the venue bathroom and fucking him hard and fast for a quickie. This started as just a normal hookup thing but now he considered them more of partners than anything. They hadn’t gone on any dates, but they spent a lot of time together and supported each other in their endeavors like this.

[rogerdavis90]

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Roger goes to get up for work about 9am. He was running a bit behind than he normally would on a show day, but he had about an hour to get to the venue so they could do rehearsal and sound check for that evenings show. He didn’t exactly feel like himself, but he was just going to push through and get ready for the day. He had been dealing with what he thought was a chest cold for about a week. So he figured he’d just keep taking medication and it would go away. Mark was in the kitchen getting ready for work since he had a photo shoot that day. Amos was still asleep since he didn’t have clinic that day and nothing urgent that day. Roger goes to the bedroom to get dressed in sweats and a hoodie and goes to make some tea with honey. Since it seemed he had a deep cough that wouldn’t ease up. He felt like crap but knew he had a huge day and evening ahead of him.

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Closed w/ @rogerdavis90

It had been a long day of work and Amos was itching for some relief. He’d be a fool not to notice how the plus one of his most recent patient had looked at him, how eager he’d been to touch his chest under the guise of seeing just how well his surgeon had done when giving him top surgery, how the punk man’s pants were tenting as he heard the doctor gasp softly, but frankly he found himself thinking about both of the roommates in turn. He’d given them both his personal number in case they had any questions and part of him wished they would call, that one or both of them would come by and fuck him. He of course treated this as a fantasy as he sat down on his couch and pulled his pants down, rubbing his clit at the thought of Roger touching him again, eating him out, and fucking him hard. He had just slipped two fingers into his needy cunt when the phone rang, instead of stopping, he continued fingering himself as he answered, not recognizing the number. “Hello, Amos Guzmán speaking, who is this,” he asked, his voice a little breathier than usual but all in all holding it together pretty well as he pleasured himself.

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♾️

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Amos rarely spent the night at Mark’s place, but with his own building being fumigated for the time being, he decided it would be fun to spend at least part of the week with his boyfriend and his boyfriend’s roommate. He’d just arrived for the night and brought his things to Mark’s bedroom where he sat down on the bed, looking around the room and grinning at the memories around the room, a framed art print hanging on the walls, a strapon on the bedside table, and something he didn’t recognize on the dresser. He grinned, registering what the item was and looked back at Mark. “Those are new,” he said, grinning as he leaned back against his hands. “Do you want to try those out?”

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(Kell and Amos) Kell was holding Andy with one hand and walking to his apartment with amos in tow, this part of town was a bad bad part with how succesful Kell is at a young age as disscused on the outing that just occared he could live in a nicer place than this surely. "I had a ton of fun today and it seemed he did too" andy was out cold holding both beary and his book on fishes, as they walked some people wave to kell and andy and Kell gave a small smile and wave. "The apartment is a mess i didnt have the time this morning to clean like i normally do"

Amos had no intention of judging Kell based on how he kept his apartment, it was his own place to deal with as he saw fit and he figured he didn’t have much time to keep track of it anyways with his job, his studies, and his guardianship over his little brother. He walked by and noticed the mailboxes for the apartment didn’t have locks for them either, assuming a lot of mail theft happened in the building but saying nothing about it, aware it would come off as rude since he lived alone and still had a three bedroom apartment with a doorman and a large, locked mailbox. He’d been on his own much longer than Kell had, it would be unfair to compare their situations. “No worries at all, I just wanted to make sure you and Andy got home safe. I had fun tonight,” he said, smiling at him in the lobby of their apartment building. He wasn’t sure if to Kell this had been a date and thusly didn’t want to go in for a kiss, but did want him to know how much he enjoyed his time. “Andy’s a real good kid, we should do this again sometime, maybe I can get us three tickets to the aquarium, maybe a behind the scenes tour so Andy can learn more about how they feed the sharks,” he suggested.

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Closed w/ @rogerdavis90

◌- My muses reaction to yours pinning them to a wall

Amos has been more than open about the fact he was turned on by Mark taking control leading up to and during sex, enjoying being open enough with him to let the younger man dominate him and now, months into their relationship, with Mark’s libido picking up thanks to his testosterone dosage that point had come again. The clinic was closing and Amos had just finished packing his things in his office when Mark had come through his door. The older man had grinned at Marks entrance and before he knew it, found himself pinned against the wall of his office by one of his patients. He let out a small and pathetic moan for him. “You came to my office just to pay me this sort of visit? You’re so naughty, daddy,” he teased, though he’d made it clear in the past that he’d always had a fantasy of being fucked in his office, after hours so he couldn’t get in any actual trouble which Mark seemed to take note of based on the time of night. The taboo of being with one of his patients who he’d developed a close relationship with in his own office was incredibly tantalizing to him, his body yearning for Mark to dominate him further while here, feeling himself getting wet already, all from just being pinned against a wall by his partner, a wall he’d never been pinned against before.

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🏳️‍🌈

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Amos loved this time of year, yes it was slightly dangerous to be an out and proud queer person of any creed was still dangerous, but the fact so many people came out in droves and wore their colors with pride. To beat the heat he went around shirtless, painting the scars under each of his pecs with the colors of his flag, drawing the eye to it as he waiting for Mark to join him on the float. The parade finally had several floats for magazines, including the one Amos had taken side jobs modeling for and that Mark had been shooting for. He was prepared to show himself off, as proud as strong and hot as he was. When he saw Mark through the crowd, he waved his hand excitedly, “Mark! Over here,” he called out as loud and low as he could to be heard well by him.

[w-o-r-d-s--f-a-i-l]

Edge

( edge )     for the sender to prolong the receiver’s orgasm.

Amos’ back arched, his breath hitching as he got closer and closer to his orgasm only to be cut off right near his peak. His body quivered, his pussy shuddering in desperation, as he looked up at Roger, enjoying when he was dominated in this way. “Please daddy,” he breathed, his hands restrained above him, unable to get himself to his peak. “Please, What do I need to do for you to let me cum,” he asked, Writhing a bit under his boyfriend, his lips remaining parted in desire, excited and eager for more like this, knowing that when he was allowed to cum it would be an amazing and massive one.

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•Kell×Amos (and Andy)•

Kell was nervous as he waits to go to lunch with Amos, he was waiting in the resturant with Andy on his lap, yes he knows Andy is getting to heavy for him to cling to his brother like he did as a baby but the kid was very overwhelmed so when Amos does show up he'd see a head of curly hair burried into kells neck. "Hey Amos" Kell smiles and rubs circles onto the little ones back, he had beary too the bear andy had since he was born Kell made it for the boy

Amos smiled at the two of them, approaching the table, “Hi Kell, good to see you again. You’re looking well,” he said before softening his tone so as not to frighten the child in his lap, “You must be Andy. You don’t have to talk if you don’t want to, but I need you to know that your brother thinks the world of you and I’m excited to be able to finally introduce myself. My name is Amos, I’m a doctor at the same clinic your brother works at,” he said before sitting down across the table from the pair of them. It wasn’t an ideal first date, but he got to meet Kell’s brother for the first time and hoped to make a good first impression on him.

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○Amos×Kell○

For the first time in his life Kell was at hospital as a nurse, not as a paitent and seems so exicted to start his first day and as he was nervous he was walking to where he was stationed and bumped into someone, he looks up and sees a handsome older dr. "Oh im so sorry"

Amos had been walking to his office, taking his time to talk to the nurses as he adjusted his reading glasses as he looked over his schedule on a tablet he carried. Arguably he wasn't looking where he was going either, letting out a soft noise of surprise as he turned the corner and was met with a younger man. "Oh, don't worry about it, I'm also partially at fault here," he assured the younger man, smiling reassuringly. "I don't think I've seen you around before, am I a bad doctor or are you new," he asked in a joking manner, taking a step back to give them both a little more space.

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[Cut or Deny]

[  CUT  ] ;  the sender cuts the underwear off the receiver.

Amos felt himself shudder in delight as Roger pulled out a switchblade, not sure what he was going to do but eager to find out. His pussy was already dripping wet In anticipation as he watched him. He got a little tense as the knife got close to his core, though gasped as with a swift motion, he felt air against his wet pussy. It seemed to him that Roger had wanted him so badly he couldn’t waste time with his underwear himself and just cut it open to get a clear shot to his needy cunt. Amos looked up at him eagerly, “Fuck that was hot,” he breathed, propping himself up on his elbows to look at him better.

[w-o-r-d-s--f-a-i-l]

Hello there can I fill your hole

Amos sputtered out a laugh, covering his mouth a little as he did. Roger had caught him off guard with that question but fuck if he wasn’t into it. He wanted that man’s cock inside of him, he wanted to be fucked by him and filled with his cum over and over again. “You can, I’m horny as hell. I want you to just come into my apartment and fuck me. No hello, no foreplay, just come in and fill my pussy,” he replied, having honestly been scrolling through Grindr to find someone to hook up with when Roger called. He’d much rather have someone he was more familiar with than a complete stranger come over and fuck him. “I’ll tell the doorman you’re coming by and I’ll leave my front door unlocked, just come in and fuck me hard and raw,” he instructed, his fingers playing with his hard clit as he spoke, letting out a soft moan. “I want you to make me scream in pleasure, treat me like your own personal fleshlight,” he breathed, moaning softly, making it obvious to Roger that he was playing with himself while they talked on the phone.

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Amos Parker Guzmán (Muse)

Sexual orientation: Pansexual demiromnatic

Gender: Trans Man

Faceclaim: Laith Ashley

Amos Parker Guzmán (Dr. Parker professionally) is a single, working man who works as an Endocrinologist to help people like him out as best as he can, being the change he wanted to be see in the world when he first started transitioning. When he can, he volunteers at queer centers for struggling youth. He's been living in the big city all of his life and works hard to give back to the community that raised him. Before he started his transition, he had dabbled in a bit of Vodou which he's still in touch with, finding some joy and meaning in connecting to his culture beyond just the religions brought to America by colonists having had some iffy background with organized religion.

In his youth, Amos didn't have a positive mentor to help him through his sexuality or gender and now aspires to be that for people earlier on in their transitions. He's a genuinely open and kind man to anyone who needs help, but still has firm boundaries and lets people know just how much he's willing to offer of himself to other people, now learning to put himself before others in most situations. He is still actively working on himself and is slow to feel truly comfortable in romantic relationships because of this, but he still does want to love and be loved in return.