#tdrr tennis husbands

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more old men yaoi!

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Tdrr swap trio 2, part 1: The Ice Dancers!

Gerald and Peter may be the oldest ice dancers alive, as they never wanted to leave the spotlight in the rink.

They know a thing or two about competitions, and they're here to WIN.

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HMMMMM 18... TENNIS HUSBAND? (maybe even 35)

HMM YES!!!!

I SHALL GIVE!!!!!! #35!!!!!!

Tennis Husbands #35…to gain something.

The Year was 1986, and Pete Martin was preparing for an epic Match against his Rival, Gerald Campbell. The Two have been facing off against one another for the past 10 years, meeting way back at their first professional match in their Early 20’s. 

Pete smiled at the memory as he tightened his laces. Back then he hated that overconfident jerk, but Over time they became Best Friends.

And recently, they’ve become more than that.

“Alright, Petey!” Gerry called as he stretched his arms, “It’s Time for You To Lose!” 

Pete stood up, shooting a playful smile at him, “If You think I’m Goin’ Easy on Ya’ just Cause You're Cute, You Got another Thing Comin’, Pal.”

“Oh No!” Gerry started with a smirk, “If I hadn’t Played you Before, I’d Almost be Worried.”

The two laughed, before Pete added, “And If I Hadn’t played against You before, I May‘ve actually Practiced!” 

They laughed again, before making their way to the locker room doors, but Gerry stopped them. 

“Hold on A Minute-” He started, “I’m PRETTY Sure it’s Traditional for an athlete's Lover to give him a Good Luck Kiss before a Game.” He explained, tapping his Cheek expectantly.

Pete held back a laugh before nudging him away, “You can Get a Kiss after You Lose.” He smirked up at him, “Think of it as a Consolation Prize.”

Gerry smiled down at him, before shaking his head, “Trying to Hoard all the Luck For Yourself, Huh, Petey?”

Pete nodded, “That’s the Plan.” He reached for the door, but was stopped once again.

Gerry guided Petes face to look up at him once more; a sly smile on display, “Here, Let me Help you with That.”

Before Pete Could Respond, their lips were already together. It was a short kiss, but it was still among some of the first they’ve shared, and it Left Petes mind Buzzing.

That led to the Shortest Match They've ever Had.

"You’re a Lousy Cheat!" Pete declared once they returned to the Locker Room. 

Gerry gestured to himself in Faux innocence, "Who? Me?"

"YES!"

"What Ever Did I Do, Petey?"

   "Don't 'Petey' Me!" He pointed accusatory, "You Know What You Did!"

"What?" Gerry's Dumb Smile was Proof that He Knew FULLY What He Did.

"You-! Why-! Well-" Pete fumbled, growing embarrassed by the Fact that one Little Kiss threw him off his Game.

Gerry's Smile remained on his Dumb Smug Face.

Pete Frowned deeply at him. He was not About to Let him Win Twice in one Day.

He Pointed again, "I'll Get You For This. Mark My Words Campbell.  I'll Get You."

The Following week Gerry was Surprised to find that his Car was filled with Balloons, many of Which had the Word "Cheater" written on them in Sharpie.

Boy,  did He Love That Man.

[youllnevergetmealive]

Gerry: Okay, this is a disaster.

Pete: But do you know what we’re going to do?

Gerry: Because we don’t.

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Introducing: The Surfer Dudes, Pete and Gerry!

They're fun, they're laid back, and they refuse to spend their final years in a seniors centre!

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stares at u with a deranged smile while I shakily hold more It's Not Your Fault content

FORK IT OVER!!!!!

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gave up, so here's some toxic old woman yuri :3

TOXIC OLD WOMAN YURIII WOOHOOOOOOO

[theultimatemastermind1]

They are gay and dating each other.

[blogging-not-my-forte]

Are They, You Know *Gestures Playing Tennis *