TUM Chapter 4: Budding Romance (Patreon)

Topics and CW: BDSM, Big Cocks, Body Scars, Body Worship, Bullying, Childhood Friends to Lovers, Cock Worship, College, Exhibitionism Humiliation, Indecent Clothing, Making Out, Mentions of Trauma, Muscles, Musk Ref, Showerplay, Size Difference, Uncircumcised Penis, Verbal Degradation

Summary

Santos and Liam have an Unexpectantly sweet shower together. They have a deep heart to heart as they admire their bodies, and lovers respectively. Ending in a nice nap, before Santos goes to get Tested for STIs/STDS before they can go all out as a new couple. Liam's teasing towards his bully of BF, backfiring in a way both Men enjoy in more ways than one.

Chapter 4- Budding Romance

Santos wanted nothing more than to feel up Liam as they showered together. Adore and tenderize each inch of his tall boyfriend; the supple form of his lover filling the smaller man with sensual urges he had never encountered with anyone else before. Without cloth getting in the way this time, both men still aroused to the point their cocks could not stay soft. Liam’s taste in his mouth memorized onto Santos’s taste buds, eager to savor them again and again. It was such a promising ease into their romance. It’s just that Santos did not expect to manhandle Liam like this.

One second, Liam was just thinking his fatigue was coming from the severe love-bombing that transpired after the intense, humiliating situation of the morning. His goofy smile trembling as he remembered every detail he would destroy his pussy later to; in thanks to all his fantasies happening at once. Until his tall body leaned too near the restroom door right after it closed, Liam’s knees locking before wobbling like jelly. The limbs feeling as though they were asleep, their disquieting static causing Liam to tumble backwards with a swift; “Oh No-”. Dropping his cane as he slipped from his lower body giving out due to his spine, barely missing a head injury or worse from Santos. The smaller man cushioning Liam’s back fast, before any painful contact, his fuzzy body sheltering the squishy mass of his Best-bro.

Like clockwork, Santos maneuvered the leaning Liam into his arms before his boyfriend could fall completely. Taking Liam off his feet with one arm underneath his knees, the other one on Liam’s back way above the spinal injury. “You Okay, Bebe?”, Santos panicked out once Liam was safe in his arms. The taller man cradled in the smaller bro’s thick biceps, his face nested against Santos’s hairy chest. Trying hard to not faint realizing the word Santos used on him.

‘He CALLED M E B A B Y~!’, Liam thought before he spoke. Trying hard to hide his deep fluster in the chest hair of his short boyfriend. Liam’s cock trying desperately to get hard again despite the exhaustion flooding his lower body the hardest. “i-i’m okay, my santiago. swrry-it looks like you will have to shower without me, considering I can’t stand at the moment”, Liam mumbled out as he rubbed his chin into Santos’s pec as assurance.

Santos’s response came 1st as a wet peck onto Liam’s exposed forehead, eyes closed as Santos kept leaning towards Liam’s face to whisper; “Nuh-uh. You’re Mine, Liam. I will not have anything get in the way of my time with my Bebe. I got something that I kept just for this kind of emergency. Be a Good Boy for me and wait where I place you, Okay Cariño~”.

Santos waited for the steaming face of Liam to respond, dropping more kisses onto the taller man’s forehead as his arms flexed Liam closer to Santos’s face. Liam frozen a little as his expression twinged into an almost intoxicated look, his cheek getting dragged upward as Santos’s fuzzy pec tickled him. Giggling as he was manhandled, loving ever kiss onto his forehead, as he responded; “ehehehee, Sirrr, Santos please do what you want. i am all yours right now, b-bro~”.

The gentle parade of kisses getting wetter from excessive impacts, as Santos effortlessly carried the taller man to their toilet. Parting one last peck onto Liam’s lips as he gestured with his neck where he would help Liam adjust on. Liam nodding as he was carefully placed ass-first onto the white lid of the closed toilet. Holding onto the smaller man through out like they had practiced in their youth, Liam releasing his grip on Santos after his legs were on the ground and his left hand gripped onto the restroom counter. Santos looked down to his best friend, who was almost at eye level with the smaller man’s warm chub as the thick cock throbbed from his excitement. ‘I got just the thing, I ain’t letting Liam down no time soon’, Santos schemed with a soft smile. Closing his eyes as he petted his boyfriend’s hair, still pinned up to expose the longing stare of Liam as he sat down. Only dipping down as he faced Liam to nab his cane, leaving it onto the sink counter so neither of them tripped on it out of their shower.

“I’ll be right back, Cariño! Make sure to take out your hair pin before we shower together~ I...Love you, Liam. I’ll be back real soon”, Santos dropped his playful tone to expose his longing. Cooing out his last statement from restraint, wanting nothing more than to kiss Liam again as the taller man sat down, turning before he indulged any more urges for later.

Liam was once more a strange fusion of emotions. The fatigue around his body real and stress inducing from the past haunting him still. But, the romance he felt was also causing him to feel a happiness that swelled all over him. Even in the numbness of his legs, Liam felt all gooey. Obeying his smaller boyfriend without a word as he un-clipped his hairpin, letting half of his thirsty glare for Santos be hidden by his strawberry mop. His favorite accessory placed beside his mobility aid.

Barely obscuring the lust of his green eyes as he stared deeply at Santos. The fuzzy, muscular ass of the mocha-colored man that swayed a little harder from the toned meat of each cheek. His built Back, it’s hard definition as if sculpted by stone with the body hair glistening on it like thin, wet moss. “Please come soon, bro. I need you. For. AH, ou-our time together”, Liam cooed out in desperation before catching himself. Almost speaking out thoughts of licking every inch of his boyfriend in worship, the smaller man’s more defined muscle was enticing him more.

“I love you too, Cariño. I’ll be back~”, Santos replied. Knowing well that Liam had his eyes on his ass. Teasing the taller man by swaying his triumph hips on purpose as he expedited his speed, eager to feel each other up when his plan worked. Humming as he was gone through the restroom door fast. The lack of Santos around a restroom Liam knew had thick walls, made the taller man crumble from the many thoughts he bottled up since the morning incident.

Covering his face for most of his monologue as his erect cock twitched awkwardly through out, Liam unleashed a monologue that echoed in the closed restroom; “HECALLEDME BABY and DEARRR! Ahaha Ahahhaah, Ahahahahaha. Aha. he. He really is my boyfriend now, Huh? Santos is my...boyfriend. My manly, caring, sweet Santos and I are more than bfs. this is Awesome! Really wish i could enjoy my lower half right now. my balls ache still, but i can’t even enjoy my pussy at the moment from….this again. i wonder what santos has planned-”.

His unabashed thought process ending as he heard a clanging outside the restroom door, his cock throbbing harder. Going to hold onto the counter once more, as an unsteady hand opened the unlocked entrance. As Santos came back into their bathing area with his arms full of a contraption made from white plastic with metal add-ons corked in rubber. Liam gasped in realization, jumping from astonishment at what he saw; “you-You brought my shower bench from home, Santos!!?”. The taller man moving to pump his fist close to his wide chest from excitement, making his tremble more visible as Liam began giggling.

“babe. why would I Not take most of your accessibility stuff? I wasn’t gonna leave this one behind, especially since its the newer one your Mom entrusted me with before we came to Uni. We are going to shower together, mi Flaquito”, Santos assured his boyfriend with pride. His earnest smirk met with Liam’s glance, shyly looking left-to-right as his index fingers tapped each other. Feeling a little silly for not expecting Santos’s preparation after all this time, his confidence in his mobility very high despite a past of using many aids before his cane. “eheheeh. Swrry, Santoesss. Please don’t stop calling me baby~”, Liam giggled out as an earnest apology. Playing up the syllables as he rubbed the back of his head to show sincerity in his silly thought process.

“ooh. I’m gonna accept your apology alright. When I rub my hands all over you as we shower, Cariño-Bebe~”, Santos commanded out. Making sure he gave Liam eye contact as he walked to the walk-in shower. Opening up the hard-plastic bench, the 4 metal legs were balanced against the furthest wall of the rectangular area where the railing could guard closer to thee nozzle. So Liam could rest his back against the support of the bench, the smaller man made sure the rubber shoes of the legs held firm against the grip of the shower floor. Bending downward to make sure his smooth cunt flashed Liam, hearing the taller-bro’s giggle die a little likely from having his perv-bf’s undivided attention. Taking his time to rise so his arched Back made his toned butt seem more prominent, Santos smugly walked back to the needy stare of his boyfriend.

Liam was indeed no longer giggling. His pensive, lustful gaze hidden by hair as he bit down on his lip in anticipation. Shaking more as he looked up even more needy as Santos grabbed his chubby cheeks with both hands. Barely 2 feet taller now that he was sitting down, Santos let his erect cock hit Liam’s puffy chest as he spoke; “I’mma call you more than Bebe, mi Flaquito-bonito~. I have a Sweet. Obedient. Loving Boyfriend that needs me, so I will not hold back on my petnames for you, bro. Since you were such a Good Boy for me-”. Santos paused his statement as he sank his thumb into Liam’s mouth again. The taller man greedily sucking on the digit in a needy whine, using the leverage of the worship to have Liam look up fully to Santos before he continued speaking. “how about I make-out with you again, as I bring you to the bench for use to bathe, Huh Bebe?”, Santos cooed out as his soaked thumb fled in place of his index and middle finger.

“pwwseee, srrrrr, Ikneeeuuu. yus. yus. yussss”, Liam moaned out from his filled mouth. His visible green iris rolling up in ecstacy as he wanted to taste more of Santos. To suck anything Santos gave him, his mouth watering at the thoughts of his manhood; all Liam’s service at the smaller man’s convenience. His eager tongue putting up some resistance as the digits it worshiped fled from his supple lips, the other hand holding his face kneading the cheek it pressed into. As Santos gestured for Liam to get into position. The taller man obeying blindly. Santos squatted to Liam beside the toilet as the taller-bro raised his stiff legs out, so the smaller boyfriend could grab under his knees. His muscular arms quickly carrying Liam bridal style. Inching their faces closer as Liam and Santos embraced.

Taking slow, deliberate steps to the shower bench as Santos dominated Liam’s passive mouth. Invading the moaning entrance of his trembling lover, the taller man hugging Santos as he began tearing up from the union of their lips. Santos sucking on Liam’s longer tongue, twirling and inhaling his taste buds as wetly as possible as if he could suck them off the appendage. Liam unable to fight back or balance the make-out, letting his smaller boyfriend overpower him. Moaning more loudly as their tongues parted from their unfair dance as Santos took a few instances to bite down on Liam’s lower lip before going in to explore the mouth he wanted to conquer. Nesting his forehead against Liam’s as their union got deeper, until they parted with a much thicker trail of their shared saliva. As Santos maneuver the much taller man with ease onto the hard-plastic seat that put the sitting bro almost at eye level with him.

Letting Santos pull a whining Liam into a deep hug, the sweat from this morning getting all over Liam’s face from the smaller man’s chest hair. Liam absentmindedly kissing the toned pecs his head was shoved into. Almost drunk from the love-bombing, the taller man licked the burly chest of his bestr friend. Dragging his tongue onto a surprised Santos, the shorter friend closing his eyes a little as the long tongue brushed against his furry pecs. Until Liam’s needy mouth went to suck on Santos’s nipples. Before he could pull away, Santos felt the hungry mouth of his boyfriend nurse on his left tit, swirling his tongue alongside Liam’s gentle teething. The taller friend looking up for approval, as Santos’s loving smirk looked down to him. Nodding to the right as silent command. Liam obeying instinctively as he went to show the same worship to Santos’s right back. The smaller man pulling away after a minute of this appraisal. “reward over, Bebe~ Now, we shower together and….enjoy each other as boyfriends”, Santos asserted in admiration of what he saw.

“Y e S S i r~”, Liam breathed slowly from his swirl of euphoria as he held onto the railing of the shower bench. His cock twitching worse as it struggled to get erect completely, his green eye unable to follow Santos turning on the shower for them as the shorter man closed the curtain to the rectangular space. Grabbing their bathing supplies from the rack by the nozzle. Placing them besides his spot, the 6 plastic bottles of various shampoos, body wash, and conditioner sorted like bowling pins beside Santos’s seat. Liam trying to use his long arms to reach for Santos in his daze, the shorter man kissing the gentle hand grabbing him as a sign to wait. Moving on to let the warm water hit the bench besides where they sat, going to sit near the hairless jock he loved so much: Santos got comfortable as the soft rain pelted the floor near their bench.

Wrapping a thick arm over Liam’s back to hug him, Santos leaned into the squishy muscle of the taller man as he spoke; “Sooooo. We are. Really boyfriends, Huh? I can’t….believe I could’ve had you this whole time, Bro. WE ccould have been spending every second together at Uni like this….sigh, if I just knew how you felt”. The sincere regret mirrored for Liam to snap back to full attention, trying hard to let Santos not be the only one putting weight into the embrace. Liam’s messy hair slowly sticking to his scalp as it got damp from the stray water, his loving eyes looking down with his gentle smile of admittance.

“yeah. it could have been sooner, if i just let you know that you are my world too, santos. to be fair, i always thought i would lose you too, though. to someone Else. i guess i almost did. Lose you, to a version of myself that couldn’t be brave enough to say that you drive me crazy. Eheh, really crazy in ways most….platonic friends aren’t for each other”, Liam said as he wrapped a long arm around Santos to squish their warming forms even closer. His tone shifting into shyness at the implications of his statement’s end.

Rubbing his thick hand into the shoulder he gripped onto, Santos’s brown iris’s admired the wet form of Liam before he spoke. The trembling jock was moist from the stray droplets hitting them from the shower nozzle, his supple form rosy from the warm water...and something else that Santos realized made his heart bump. As Liam kept the same stare over the smaller man, his eyes and lips locked in a peaceful elation that curved his boyishly cute face into an expression of dopey infatuation. His green iris’s barely hid as his mop of hair clung to his head from wetness. Looking down a bit, he noticed his cock remained at full mast, unlike his shaking friend, Liam’s 6 inch cock trembling a little from the prolonged fatigue of his friend from….this morning.

“Crazy, huh. Like, Masturbating to one of Us, probably every night. Right?”, Santos asked sincerely. Staring into his taller boyfriend as he twisted his muscular form to better face the man on their shared bench. Liam winched at that remark, the flush red concreting back to his face as he fidgeted with his wet hair. His free hand ringing a thick strawberry strand as Liam flexed his muscular arm from nervousness, finally getting back to 10 inches as Santos saw the cherry tones overflow every inch of Liam’s pale skin.

“imeanthatis Not here nor there...that..one of the people involved in this budding R-Romance may Have been. Madly. Insanely. Infatuated with the smaller, rough, manly best friend of their du-OH-”, Liam trailed on awkwardly as his humiliated himself beside Santos before he felt another hand on him. Looking down to see...Santos had his other palm massaging Liam’s erect cock. The soaked shaft floppy, as the rough hand firmly kept pumping the foreskin up-and-down, Down-and-Up at a steady pace. Taking the breath away from Liam as he tried looking at his shorter boyfriend. Seeing the arched Back of Santos as he leaned closer to his dick, barely sitting on the bench to leverage himself over the wet prick he tenderized in his stern circulating grip. Fingers fully wrapped around Liam’s girth, as he pumped in rotation up-and-down, Down-and-Up with a firm grasp as if he was polishing metal rod covered in rust.

“Oh I know you’re crazy for me, Cariño. I’m starting to realize all the hints you dropped that made me feel like the biggest idiot possible. I could have personally been milking this worthlessly big cock in my palm every night as I made you scream my name. Taking your breath away as I attempted to break your bed from love-making. This changes. I am not gonna let anyone get in the way of cherishing every inch of my partner, including the hunky dork I am going to love and break-in. We are going to make up for the years we hurt each other in our stupidity until we are drunk on sex, your ass has memorized every vein from my cock, and I personally help you goon out to me. Understood?”, Santos spoke deeply in lust. Pumping Liam’s cock harder with each emphasis of certain phrases, Liam returning only moans as he fought to pay attention, his fatigue not helping him in this moment. As he felt Santos’s hands pull away as the shorter man got comfortable on the bench, his Back against the wall as his arms flexed his bush armpits holding his head.

“YES, Yes I promise! Please Pleasse Touch me again, Sirsantos~”, Liam begged as he wanted to bury his face into the fuzzy pits he needed to love. Before Santos snickered; “Only if you rubbed me out too, Bebe! Let us have a quickie, than I’ll help you bathe in full as we talk about stuff”. Playfully grinning as he felt soft hands immediately go for his stiff shaft. The hairy cock squished as much as possible by inexperienced hands, the long fingers unable to wrap around the girth of Santos’s full 8 inches. His smile unbreaking, as he turned his left eye to watch Liam before he used his thick arm to go down to Liam’s crotch. The longer, smooth cock throbbed violently as the tough hand hugged the floppy mass.

“ahaha, Bebe-Bebe. I know for damn sure this is the 1st time a Real Man has let you masturbate. My poor Liam, bet you don’t touch this big dick you were blessed with at all, Huh? It’s okay. I know you love stretching that hole to me, so I forgive you for neglecting this tasty-looking shaft. How about I teach you how to worship a cock, mi Flaquito-Bonito~ If you beg for it, Bebe. Beg me for those cravings you have”, Santos cooed out deeply through his playful tone.

Santos didn’t wait for an answer. As he massaged the pale shaft in his hand as if varnishing a wooden pole; his rough palm tenderizing every inch of the soft cock that trembled in his hand. Santos felt amazing as he saw Liam getting unfocused from the handjob. Squishing his boyfriend’s dick around his pinkie-grip whenever his wrist managed to smack against the smooth crotch of the 10 incher around his fingers. His thick palm gliding down the hairless dick with ease, as Santos used every inch of his grasp to try and milk his boyfriend in earnest.

The warm water of the shower making the friction of the loving, tender handjob worse as Liam struggled to focus on serving his boyfriend. As the taller man could barely concentrate from the pleasure hugging his cock, Liam’s desperate grasp on his boyfriend’s meat-slab seem pathetic in comparison; as the pale fingers could only focus on rubbing the head of Santos’s dick. The loose foreskin of the mocha-colored man made Liam starving: uncaring of the spit of the guys he had sex with earlier today, Liam wished he could ‘go-down’ on Santos as he sat on the bench.

His mind flashing him with visions of the shorter man laughing at him as Liam pathetically tried swallowing the soda-can thick cock fully, desperate to deepthroat the fat head he wanted to nursed on with his full mouth. Knowing he couldn’t even walk at the moment killed a lot of those fantasies, hoping he could worship Santos’s cock later, as he tried playing with his boyfriend’s meat-slab. The long fingers of the paler man failing in their desperation to masturbate the shorter man, as he got more frustrated from the incredible handjob massaging his dick foreskin-to-crotch at passionate speed. Wet slaps met with Liam’s heavy breathing and Moans before Santos managed to get an answer as the shower continued on.

“Please. Please. Please. TEach me, Sir! I-aha Don’t touch my long dick when I think about destroying my hole to You Instead, I Dunno How to Cum-p l e a s seee let me cummm~…”, Liam replied desperately as he tried to get a better grip against the drenched monster in his grasp. Twinging out a moan as Santos masterfully rubbed-out Liam’s silky shaft; fingering the tip underneath the cute foreskin that refused to sink past the urethra. “Huh? Sorry, What was that, Bebe?~ I couldn’t hear you on account of the floppy cock getting wetter in my hand. What. Did. My. Bebe. Want. From. Me?”, Santos teased cruelly. Letting his toothy smile get more devious as his loving eyes watched how the taller man squirm on their bench, torso thrashing lightly as Santos picked up the pace in rubbing Liam’s 10 inch cock. The taller man not able to keep it together as his head rocket upward from it all, barely able to focus on worshiping Santos’s thick shaft with his unsteady hands.

“Please let me CUM, SIR. Please let me Worship All of you. I wanna be a g-Good Boy and Learn to take care of your COCK, SIRRRRR”, Liam moaned out loudly in desperation. Breathing through his increased moaning as he tried not to cum from the hand-job, the motion of the rough yet tender palm making him feel warm as his balls attempted to show his excitement once more all over the restroom.

“Aahahahahahaa, Such a needy guy my heart belongs to~ Sorry, Cariño. No can do. No cumming for the man that squirted all around me~ Not until I get tested and I can drink your cum from the tap, Bebe~”, Santos laughed cruelly as he abandoned the throbbing shaft. The rosy-cock hard, and neglected for almost a minute as both lovers got drenched in the shower, Santos letting Liam catch his breath to refocus on the situation. Liam looking down with that intoxicated gaze to Santos in their silence, still holding onto the smaller man’s fat cock. Waiting for instructions. Santos snickering as his boyfriend waited on him. Before gently taking off the taller man’s hand, bringing it over for him to kiss. Liam melted more at the denial, before he felt warm pair of lips quickly inch closer to him on the bench, as Santos wrapped his arms around him in a hug.

“I will teach you when I got a full bill of health. I know my bros are clean, but you deserved more than their confirmation, even if it is through a little card saying so. I want to be your partner, one that is fully transparent, Liam. I hope that is okay?”, Santos said unsure of himself. As Liam nuzzled the hairier man, leaning deeper into their embrace as he spoke; “of course, bro. i love when you tease me like this...but can stay considerate about stuff like that. i can be patient, santos ehehe, I’m used to it. what’s a few hours wait time as my favorite man shows me that he cares all about me now~….are we gonna shower-shower, santiago?”, Liam spoke in his relaxed voice, barely containing the lustful undertones as he focused on his BF. Santos nodding as he pecked Liam again on the lips as his answer.

Stretching up from the unconformable position he needed for the handjobs, Santos stood in front of Liam where the water began fully drenching the short man. Dropping beside the bench to quickly use the bottle of shampoo, squirting a large amount of the honey scented gel over his tough hands before rising back up. “I forgot to add some last night, Flaquito. You okay letting me wash my hair by myself this time? I’ll personally wash your pretty locks too if that is okay due to your mobility, Bebe?”, Santos asked as he raised his shampoo hands away from the water. “Getting to see you covered in sods, Yes Please. i know my santiago is gonna make my scalp all soft when he washes me off~”, Liam responded elated. Grinning eagerly as Santos did not wait for objections after. The short man wringing his fingers into the curly locks of his hair, just above the pounding rain of the shower. Foaming his hairline well as the scent lingered in their quarters, until a full minute passed and his scalp was fully clean. Leaning downward so the sods could wash away and give Liam what he wanted, as the white bubbles fled along the ridge edges of Mocha muscle Liam had admired for so long.

Flexing his arms up one by one as he twirled around the pouring rain to wash out his armpits, his dense musculature more visible as his body hair clung to his skin from dampness. Closing his eyes as he enjoyed the warm water on his joints, making sure to soak his cock and ass especially just a few inches away from Liam, getting him more wet in the process. ‘This is awesome, definitely keeping the bench in here from now on so we can shower together all the time. Even when he can walk again...I would love to chill here when we can. Showering. Everyday with my Liam, I can’t wait’, Santos mused with a smile on his face before speaking. “Just getting myself wet for you, Bebe. I want you to feel me up as you put on my bodywash for me. Think you can...manage?”, Santos tried asking as he drenched his head in the shower, opening his eyes silence.

Liam was caught staring, memorized by his masculine boyfriend. His toned body much more attractive as the definition of his outline became more apparent as his furry exterior wrapped dense muscle. The frame only getting thicker since Santos had started working out since they were in middle school. ‘Just say the word, Please, Santi, I need to lick and taste every part of you’~, Liam fantasized hard in his silence. His thought process broken by the wet pair of boobs placed to his face, Liam’s drooling mouth caught off-guard as he was forced to breathe through the pecs crushing his soft face. “Oi, Flaquito: Puedes oírme? For one of your rewards, I want you. To feel me up as you lather me in body wash...Can you manage that, Bebe?”, Santos said playfully. Looking down to the half closed eyes of Liam smothered into the pecs of the smaller man, nodding so his face go brush against the hairy chest more. The wide chest smelled incredible to Liam, the dense surface hard but squishy against his soft cheeks.

Pulling away, Santos got close to Liam’s cock as he arched his arm to nab his body wash. Passing the red bottle to the taller man, his shaky arm grabbing it as he tried refocusing. Squirting one of his palms with the blue shower gel, Liam slowly rubbed the scent cedarwood into his palms as he nervously looked to Santos. The shorter man was just a few inches away from their bench, cock hard and pointing downward as his thick arms were resting behind his head, his elbows pointing to the ceiling. His furry armpits exposed as his biceps tensed from the flexing position, making the muscles even more pronounced. Santos’s legs anchored to the shower floor to give his big cock enough space to breathe...in case Liam wanted to wash it 1st.

Gulping, Liam leaned as much as possible; Santos getting closer from his boyfriend’s lack of mobility to make sure the taller man enjoyed as much of his body as he wanted. As Liam wordlessly felt-up his best friend. His lip quivering in anticipation, his green eyes shining in a shaky pleasure.

His soft hand made contact with Santos’s cock first, as his crotch was easier to reach from his seat. Cupping the heavy balls in one hand, coating it in a lather that washed away every trace of essence from before as he worked his other hand to the thick shaft that twitched in his grasp. “Good-Mrm-Boy, Liam. Just like that~ Don’t be nervous, Cariño. We will be doing this often anyway, so get used to touching every inch of me, and I will do the same for you, Mi Flaquito-Bonito~”, Santos reassured to Liam with unsteady grunts. Liam laughed a little at that. The hefty orbs got looser in his grasp, their weight made his mouth water as the somewhat smooth testes glided in his lathered palms. Santos’s balls thoroughly washed; Liam used both hands gather more sods on to rinse them all over the mat-slab in front of him.

Fixated on the erect, heavy 8 inches. Flopping left-to-right with a hefty sway as Liam’s palms grabbed it.

Liam covered every vein of the cock he would worship soon enough; no inch was spared from his hand rotating the shaft playfully as the other palm exposed the pale cock head by lathering the foreskin downward. Finishing up, Liam felt calm as he took care of Santos like this, very much aroused still but conscious enough to keep up the conversation; “you’re so thick, bro. it is...pretty fun touching all of you. outside of taking care of you like this, i wanted to ask you something: is it okay if I used petnames for you too? Sir is my...main one that comes a bit natural to me for… *ahem* reasons I Am a Little to shy to mention right now. But. How….About….Santi?”. The taller man said unsure of his statement as his long arms reapplied more body wash before scrubbing above Santos’s Navel. Looking up to the admiration of Santos’s gaze.

“I would love that, Bebe. I would love that a lot. A name just for..you to use on me~~...It’s really cute too, so call me that and anything you feel comfortable with, okay, Bebe? It means a lot to me, my Everything”, Santos admitted with soft joy. His eyes piercing the shy gaze of the taller man as he rubbed bodywash into his furry abs, kneading his long fingers into Santos’s hips and stomach from their rotation. Getting closer to Santos’s chest, Liam’s smile grew wild as he sank his fingers into the tender muscle of his boyfriend’s pecs, humming in response to the love he received verbally.

The curly fuzz twirling from his lathering of bodywash as the wide surface squished into Liam’s palms despite how firm they appear far away. “Th-thank you, Sir! Santi, ehehehe, you’re so lean, yet your muscles feel thick too~ can i wash your armpits too, Santi?”, Liam responded in gratitude. As Santos wordlessly moved closer for Liam to reach. His cock was almost on top of Liam’s crotch as he sat.

Liam’s gaze regained some of the intoxicated look as he traveled his gel-covered hands up from Santos’s lower body, to full torso, to his armpits. ‘His underarms feel so..SOFT....I hope he can let me sink my face into them later. I wish I could grow hair like my Santi can. They’re gonna smell so good later-ooh. Huh. I really hope Santi is into musk?’, Liam mused with delight on his face.

Liam spent a minute using the blue gel between Santos’s arms. Sinking his fingers into small black fur of Santos’s armpits; watching with a hungry infatuation as the musk Liam loved so much return faintly alongside the addicting smell of his bodywash. Despite his strawberry hair covering his green iris’s, Liam’s eyes were wide in astonishment as he kept pushing his fingers into the deep black fuzz of Santos’s Armpits. “You...like my pits that much, Bebe?”, Santos cooed with love. “yes sir. They’re. One of my favorite parts about you, Santi~ and that says a lot since… Ahhh. Considering I lovve everything about my Santiago~”, Liam responded with twice as much love. His voice and face shifting to a yearning no longer ignored, his passion spreading to his smile, even as he felt his hands in Santos’s armpits were removed.

“I love you too, Liam, every inch of the dorky guy I want to spend my life with. I will, keep the armpit thing in mind, Flaquito, since it is bringing back some memories of times you did linger in my headlocks longer than normal~ How about you get my backside so I can wash you, Bebe?”, Santos said in admiration. His toned body shifting faster than a curious Liam could touch once his hands were removed, his eyes gazing fondly at the muscle builder in front of him. The sculpted back he admired for so long was now at Liam’s leisure for worship, their athletic definition flexing from Santos turning away from Liam. His fuzzy has shook a little as Santos spoke; “I’m clean enough down there for you to wash too, Bebe. You can...Feel up my ass to if you want, Liam. Just get the basics so I can help us finish our shower for our big day, okay, Flaquito-Bonito~”.

Liam chuckled at this. Unable to jump-up in excited from his exhaustion, as his nervous hands replied to a patient Santos. The toned cheeks stopped flaunting in front of Liam the second the gooey-cool body wash cuddled his ass. Liam’s drooled a little as the fuzzy muscle of Santos’s rear sank similar to his pecs; the buff surface squishing under the tender kneading of long firms squeezing. Washing his cheeks in sync as they parted from his circular motion, making Santos bite his lip as Liam rinsed his ass well. Smirking coyly as he saw the hairless taint of his boyfriend, sending his lathered thumbs closer to his cunt as he finished washing his rear. ‘W-wait, Is santos also into anal too?, m-man, i need to stop fantasizing about sinking my face into his parts~ We haven’t even gone on a date yet as bfs’, Liam pondered. His restraint forcing him to finish cleaning Santos’s ass with one swift addition of bodywash between his cheeks. Tenderizing the smooth hole of his boyfriend as Santos restrained a groan. Without much word, Liam moved on covering the brawny back his shorter boyfriend with Sods.

Santos rotated to let the shower wash away his behind. Rinsing what was left of the sods as he flexed throughout his cleaning, Santos chuckled as he finished: “Ahaha, thank you, Bebe~ you did so well... basically massaged me something-fierce, all my joints are loose. And I smell good again. Are you ready for me to wash you up, Liam?”, Santos praised. Cupping his boyfriend’s left cheek with a careful hand. “please please please~! I am more than..ehehmh, ready for you, Santi~”, Liam responded as he rested his chin deeper. His soaked head was petted immediately in turn; before Santos let go and fully to dip to beside the bench beneath where he sat. Nabbing a white bottle of shampoo from the floor, the soft hair care promising a scent of holiday cranberry much sweeter on opening than the image could describe.

Liam closed his eyes, as Santos go to work on the taller man’s hair after putting the shampoo bottle away. Getting as close as possible once more, Santos’s broad Back blocked much of the flow of water from hitting Liam as the shorter boyfriend asked; “damn, Christmas was 10 months ago, Flaquito. How have you managed to hoard this much holiday themed bodycare??”. Scratching the red cream into Liam’s scalp loving, but extensively, made the taller man whimper a little at the sensation of Santos’s fingernails covering every inch of hair in sods. His cock getting erect once more, as it arched and knocked on Santos’s meat-slab from his stiff arousal.

Knocking Liam back into the conversation; “HUh~, Oh! well Santi. Ngh. I-i love how sweet they smell! and granny-santos tends to order me extra for my birthday. actual, the holiday vanilla bean bodywash You got me, I like using here-and-there so it lasts longer~! i know they are a cheap gimmicky thing, but I love how they smell and when peoplelikeyou get them for m e”.

Liam’s shy explanation stopped as he was hit by rain droplets to the face again, Santos’s tender fingers no longer scratching his scalp as the shorter man left to the nozzle. Switching the sittings from the constant rain, to a delicate pounding-pour. “you are. Really Cute, Liam. I am. Trying my hardiest not to sit on your lap and make this shower longer as we make out again. Because I want to love every inch of you like you did me. Including with the soft, sweet smells that suit you so well, my Bebe~”, Santos commented back to Liam as he unmounted the nuzzle. Before the careful pounding hit Liam’s head fully, the delicate flow felt good on his rinsed scalp, whining a little at the feeling and Santos’s response.

Until he Santos adjusted the nozzle off from the detachable shower head, keeping it ready for when he could rinse all of Liam again. “Ready for the rest of yah, Bebe. If you still want?”, Santos asked with a smile. “only. if. Weeee talk more about the our day plan, Santi~”, Liam retorted as he fiddled his hands together in excitement. “Bet! Let me get to it, and I can bring up suggestions!”, Santos said enthused. Stretching down as he dropped the shower nuzzle gently.

Holding onto the bodywash he gifted Liam a few months ago, as he squirted more of the cream onto his tough hands as he commanded his boyfriends: “arms behind your head, Bebe. Washing top to bottom first. Alssooo, are you okay if we nap after this before I go get tested. Than we can do laundry later, and. Ahm. Grab Lunch as Bfs?”. Liam’s tone cracking from his infatuation as he smirked once more. Obeying quickly, as Santos began lathering his boyfriend in the white gel of his favorite bodywash, the soft coating turning to bubbles against the supple muscles of Liam’s smooth armpits.

Liam winced in pleasure at the roughs at work, still able to feel much of his upper torso despite the situation beneath his belt line. Whimpering a little as his boyfriend worked on covering his arms before he playfully squished the bodywash into Liam’s wider chest. Cupping hard into the smooth pecs like his fingers were kneading dough, their firm digits passionately rotating to foam the muscle in scents of vanilla bean. “Nggnnn, ye-yeah b-bro. We, ahah, need to sleep together. as bfs. Alone. In a bed together again. cuddling and letting anything happen from there~ ahahahaa. Are you okay if I stay here while you get screened, so my back n’legs can recover more before we go out-out together~”, Liam moaned out. Hearts filling his eyes as Santos finished coating Liam with bodywash with his strong palms over his upper torso.

The shorter man reapplying the Christmas-themed skincare before he descended the reach of his finger’s worship to everything beneath Liam’s chest. Kneeling further down face to Liam’s abs, belly button, and finally the smooth cock of Liam. Lathering his tall boyfriend in the silky white substance that bubbled onto his supple body eagerly, as Liam moaned louder.

“Are-You enjoying yourself with me, S-santiii?”, Liam muttered from his stolen breath.

Santos responded by giving the 10 inch rod in his face a quick peck on the foreskin before wrapping both hands around it. Liam gasped as he saw it, not because he could feel much from the weirdo fusion of static numbness and exhaustion, but by Santos’s wordless love over his body. The shorter jock getting every inch of his tall boyfriend’s cock lathered: washing the exposed head, coating his shaking balls, as all 10 inches was massaged with vanilla bean body wash.

“time for you lower body, bebe. You okay with me loving every inch of you? Even if you can’t feel it?”, Santos asked in a worried admiration. “Ye-yes Please, Santiii! I don’t need to feel it right now for you to know I am in Heaven Right Now”~, Liam replied in coo that stretched his voice.

Santos sat in front of Liam’s Chub, whistling besides the shower nozzle on the floor as he reapplied more bodywash to his rough palms. This time, he traveled to the unsteady, thinner lower body of his best friend. Really getting into his feet, ankles, under knees, until his hands were once again between the lovely thighs he wanted to bite down on. Looking to Liam, Santos saw his boyfriend’s eyes were closed in ecstasy; peeking through his wet hair here-and-there at the disbelief of what he saw.

Liam WISHED his legs weren’t numb at the moment to better savor this moment, but the love Santos put into taking care of him healed a part of his soul. Opening his eyes fully at the sudden feeling of water. Santos turned the nozzle back to a steady stream as he rinsed the front of Liam fully once his dorky boyfriend was covered in soap sods. Proud of his work, Santos started from the bottom, making sure the bodywash was gone from Liam’s feet before he left gentle kisses. Parading his soft lips towards Liam’s cock as the vanilla scented sods left the taller man fully.

Getting back to eye level with Liam, Santos turned the nozzle back to dormant as he pecked the wet hairline of the taller man. “You okay if I wash your back fast, Bebe?”, Santos asked with a shy reservation. “ehehehe, of course, bro~”, Liam responded in a lack of hesitation. Gripping onto the guard of the shower bench, as Santos pushed the bench away from the wall to get behind him. Kneading his fingers much more gently along the broad, soft frame of his best friend fast. Trying hard not to linger as he put more effort in being delicate around Liam’s spinal scar. The smaller man rinsing off the patience, taller man with ease as he put away their shower-care.

“you okay if we do that from now on, my Santtii~ Ah, shower every morning together, I mean”, Liam tried seducing before his response turned to shyness. His breath was taken away by Santos’s response, as the shorter man picked up Liam with ease. “No Question there, Flaquito-Bonito. Only if you’re okay if….we end up taking longer showers if the mood arises?”, Santos replied with a firm hunger in his tone.

Liam nodded like an eager Puppy at that. Grabbing one of the spare towels on their rack, handing it to Santos as the shorter man placed it above their closed toilet. Plopping down his bf on the shower cloth, Santos grabbed another one of his to dry off Liam. The taller man giggling at the act even more, as Santos was tendered in care and affection. His strawberry mop of hair quickly returning to the fluffy mess that obscured his lovestruck eyes; Liam’s dopey, infatuated stare towards Santos traced the shorter man as he maneuvered his athletic, soaked body to dry all of him. Removing all the moisture from Liam quickly, he tossed the used towel to the ground as he grabbed the last one available.

Using Liam’s pink washcloth all over his body, turning away with a coy glance as Santos closed his eyes to dry himself off. Shaking his firm ass and thick, muscular form: the shorter man succeeded in mesmerizing Liam as he used the much thinner cloth to absorb his wet mocha skin. Tantalizing Liam as he swayed his hips in a rhythm of his whistling, the darkness of Santos’s body hair returning fully as he dried off. Almost done, Santos turned toward Liam with his eyes closed, smirking due to the silence his whistle echoed from. Making sure his 10 inch erection flopped side-to-side, meaty smacks to his toned hips as the loose foreskin rocked on his thick cockhead. He felt himself up in front of Liam, making sure to dry off his armpits one at time and closer to the taller jock. Saving his cock for last, he took the time to fan out his hairy groin until the black volume of his pubic hair returned to normal. Santos flexed one last time as he moved to the medicine cabinet mid-speech; “alright, let me just put on our deodorant and we can nap fla—”.

“PLEASE D-DONT”, Liam said in a hard desperation. Santos turned with eyes wide in the direction to the shy, dorky man he loved. To see that his bf had lurched his body toward the shorter man in….frenzy? He closed the cabinet as he stared back confused to Liam; “why wouldn’t you want me to put on deo-deeerrr…”. Santos’s speech died in his throat as he sharply met Liam’s eyes in Realization. Liam’s desperate expression quickly melting in a shame that made him rosy-toned once more as Santos rushed him.

Grabbing Liam by the shoulders, and gripping hard a taller man trembled in worry as Santos spoke; “Liam MILLERD. Have you. Been Into Musk this whole TIME! Have I been arousing you for, for Fucking EVER with my headlocks???? Was Last Night All My Fault???”. Liam was paralyzed in an avoidant shame, too tired to panic fully as he was met with the furious, concerned face of his boyfriends. Santos’s stern, worried eyes were reflected back by the wet green iris’s through Liam’s hairline.

As Liam began crying though his puppy-like expression and tremble.

“IMSORRY, I know I am FREAK, but they have been my Favorite part of you for-FOREVER, I DIDN’t know you skipped out on your deodorant last night, otherwiseICouldStomach your strong, manly, tight-Headlock like no-no ronormalllll”, Liam wept. Lightly shaken by a more annoyed Santos as the shorter man resisted shaking the tall man he loved to death with the violence in his mind. “I WENT TO A THREESOME, AND FELT LIKE SHIT BECAUSE I WAS WORRIED I MADE YOU ALMOST DIE IN THE GYM! WHILE I WAS Worried, you-You Fucking Gooned to me after lying about your HEALTH”, Santos said in a steady pain. Trying really hard not to put more force into his angry.

“imsoryimsorryIMSWRRYYY, Its Not my FAULT YOU DO THIS TO ME”, Liam bemoaned in tears.

“Yes it IS. You are Literally Hard as I confront you with something shameful YOU DID”, Santos replied in increased frustration.

“I LOVE IT WHEN YOU BULLY ME, IS THAT WHAT YOU WANT???! I-I don’t know how to apologize about this, bro. I can’t change how crazy I feel about all of you.”, Liam said pathetically. Sniffling as he tried covering his shameful erection with his thighs, struggling to move them.

Santos stopped gripping so tight as he heard that. Looking to the ceiling as he sighed hard through the light sobs of Liam. Before making the distance, his soft cock embracing the taller man’s stomach before the shorter jock wrapped his arms over his partner. Hugging tight as he spoke; “you hurt me bad, Bro. I legit punched a door in the dorms from spiraling on it. Pleasee...Promise me you won’t try to lie to me about stuff like that. And...I’d call you a Perverted and obsessed dork, than a freak”. Santos pouted out as he rolled his eyes. Recoiling one of his hands from their embrace to wipe Liam’s tears before speaking.

“You make me crazy too, Liam. If you get aroused like that again from me, let me know. I’ll take care of you, Bebe. As long, and hard, as you can handle~”, Santos cooed out exhausted. His care letting him rest as he shoved his boyfriend’s face into his pecs.

Liam sniffled hard as he rubbed his face into Santos’s chest before speaking; “Santiiii. Okay. I’ll be a good boy and take it, no-No more worries from me I am gonna be the Best Boyfriend to you. Starting now Pinkie Promise~”. Liam said through his red eyes, clearly winded from crying as he pulled away gently, leaning his dominant hand pinkie-first to the standing jock.

Santos leaned back as he saw this, remembering their childhood of promises like this. His tired mouth gave a toothy grin as he extended his left hand in a similar manner. The two naked men, hugging their pinkies together as they chanted, “I promise, I promise”, together. Laughing meekly as their pinkies disconnected.

Liam suggesting with his index finger for Santos to lean closer to his face. Santos obliged like how he treated Liam when he was younger, as the taller man gave his shorter BF a loving kiss on the cheek leaned closer to his face.

Giggling together, Santos let his mind wonder to what was in front of him and what he had realized.

Liam’s eyes began recovering from crying as he looked down to the adorable, paler man naked on their toilet. His pretty green eyes looked exhausted too, but returned back the gentle care they shone with since they became partners. Smiling, Santos picking up a tired Liam into his arms as he got them out of the restroom.

“Oi, Cariño, Mírame. I’ll skip it again for today. Work up a sweat too, Let this slide. And Shove you into my pits like I should have been Doing. Okay Bebe?”, Santos mused gently as he walked to the futon. Liam whined a little at that, with his mouth agap in disbelief. Using the last of his strength to nuzzle against the hairy pecs of his bf; “i love you, santi. you’re too good for meeeee”. Whining, as Santos placed his friend onto the futon to sit down on his side towards the dorm’s exit.

Santos gave his bf a loving stare, a soft smirk to distract from the visible bags under the jock’s eyes as he walked back to the restroom. Grabbing all the dirty towels and Liam’s cane, Santos put it in his basket before hoping into the pull-out mattress he had left his boyfriend on. Handing Liam his cane to place on his side, as Santos rested on his back on the side closer to their dorms. Getting the blankets on his side ready for his taller partner to climb into. Liam tried hard to stay enthused. Gently placing his wooden cane besides the couch’s spine, he rotated his shoulders to better get onto the futon as he used his arms to crawl the rest of the way in.

“Sleep on me, Cariño. We are going to do this right. I want to pass out with you on me~”, Santos seduced as he rested his hands behind his head. Flexing his pits as a tired Liam whined a little at the sight, before closing the space between them. Legs weak, Liam leaned on top of Santos.

The taller man was astruck at it all. His cold, smooth body brushing fully against Santos. The shorter, fuzzy man was very warm and easy to adjust on. As Liam took his time getting his legs on top of Santos before he rested his face onto the furry pecs of his BF. Santos was the 1st to wrap his arms around the taller man in a hug, Liam burrowing his limbs under Santos’s back.

Nothing was in the way of their embrace this time. No other people. No worries. No clothes. No blankets. No shower wetness. For once in a very long time, Liam and Santos had each other in full.

Any sobs or anxieties made from earlier vanished as they cuddled. As they breathed in their hug, wrapping in the blanket for a long nap despite it not even 12pm yet. As if the rest of the world didn’t exist outside of their embrace. All thoughts about breaking tension, arousal, or awkwardness died as the two men felt at peace with each other.

As they were more than comfortable. But safe with each other. As Santos and Liam wordlessly passed out from the exhaustion of everything they had been doing these past 2 days catching up to them.

……

Santos was the first one to wake up. Feeling the steady drooling of his boyfriend as Liam snored like either of them could afford a lifetime supply of earplugs. The adorable, breathy noise made Santos’s rested eyes cringe in a quiet joy. Smitten as he wrapped his strong hands gently over the smooth back of Liam as the taller man stayed asleep facing their dormrooms. ‘I Am Not gonna let Liam sleep by himself EVER again. this dork is MINE’, Santos thought in pride. Sinking his face into Liam’s fluffy hair as he held his grip tighter, he inhaled the locks with a deep longing.

“mmhhnn, ididn’t do it, Baba. santos and i don’t even speak deutsh. santos and i didn’t even- HRN, Aaah!”, Liam spoke in his sleep before being startled awake again. His body tensing as his legs jolted meekly upward from the strange dream. “Nightmare about that German bakery incident, bebe?”, Santos quietly asked as he began petting Liam’s hair tenderly.

“always when i get rest, that old german lady can’t even leave me be in my dreams. i don’t even know what a Sachertorte looks like”, Liam bemoaned in a silly tone. His face above Santos’s as he was paraded in kisses as the shorter man snickered as excited as his relaxed body could manage. Before he pushed his head upward to the descending lips of Liam. Their mouths united in a soft, tender embrace that quickly went for more exploring. Liam opening his lips more for Santos to dominate his tongue again as they slowly made out for a few minutes. Santos’s hands moving carefully past the taller jock’s back, Liam kicking his legs up from his joy.

Moaning a little as Santos’s palms found their way to his asscheeks, as the firm grip squeezed so passionately it stole the taller man’s breathe mid-kiss. Pulling away from the euphoria as Santos spoke; “Good morning to you, Cariño~ Ready for a full day as partners”. Santos cooed as he stared lovingly to Liam.

“Ooh. I’m gonnna be, Santi~, Especially with that big, girthy, monster snuggling against my dick. Gonna Need you back home soon to worship your morning woooddd, Sirrrr”, Liam moaned out rested. Brushing a weak, but movable leg to rubb against Santos’s stiff meat-slab.

“Ahaaha, Good Boy. Damnn, How long were we out for you to be able to move your legs again?” Santos asked as he broke his own arousal out of curiosity. Liam did the productive thing. He went back to Santos’s chest, kissing each firm, thick, hairy pec as his hand left Santos’s back. Worshiping Santos’s upper torso as his arm reached the coffee table where the trash and phones rested. Grabbing his BF’s tech, as he whined licking the furry chest, Santos grabbing his device as it came in range.

Santos kissed the strawberry mop of hair in thanks; “Love you too, Bebe. Let me check-”. Santos paused as he almost rose in panic from what he saw. Liam mindlessly sucking on each pec, swirling his tongue through his aroused daze as his wet erection kissed Santos’s thick cock. Sucking Santos’s left nipple for a few seconds before a tough hand caressed his face for full attention. “amidoing a good job worshiping my santii~”, Liam said enthralled. Enjoying the natural taste of his masculine, hairy boyfriend as the shorter man petted his face.

Santos let Liam rest his cheek deeper into his hand as he spoke; “Ooh. I’m loving this, Bebe. Pero. I gotta go. I got like under an hour left before the AIDS clinic closes for the day”. His passion leaving as he showed Liam the time, almost 4pm. Liam jumped up off his boyfriend in surprised. Feeling sad as his cock left contact from Santos’s groin. “we slept over 4 hours???”, the taller man said in astonishment. Sitting on the edge of the futon on his side, as he stretched. Lifting his skinny legs with ease as a wave of relief washed over him

Despite the time crunch, seeing Liam naked and groggy from their nap made his heart swell. ‘Fuck he is too CUTE~ I love when his hair gets messy. And when he gets to look so soft’, Santos admitted with affection in his mind. Stretching himself out of his spot on the futon, the athletic man crawled to his taller boyfriend. Leaning on Liam, as his partner craned his head over the mocha-colored man’s hairline. “Thankfully I can drive their pretty quick. Will you be okay by yourself for a bit, Flaquito?”, Santos asked with tenderness as he petted his BF’s back.

Without much announcement, Liam pushed a way a bit as he rested face 1st with Santos’s cock as his head nested on the jock’s lap. “nooo, i'll die without my precious, manly, santiii. the lover you’ll come back to will be naught by a corpse, reanimated by your beauty, sir~~”, Liam playfully admitted. In between kissing Santos’s warm, foreskin in between his fake cries. Liam’s...not so Subtle desperation for sticking the whole in his mouth apparent with each, longer smooch of his meath-slab until Liam nuzzled his face stopple against the smooth cock. Santos laughed, rolling his eyes as he looked down. Petting Liam’s hair as he spoke.

“I’ll revive you, Bebe. I got...very special tools to bring back my Cariño from the dead so I can take out my best friend on more than a date”, Santos cooed with a devious joy in his endearing tone.

Liam felt the thick cock throb against his cheek, as he giggled. Legs kicking up as his stomach rested on the bed to better nest on Santos’s crotch.

Departing one last kiss on the dick he needed to taste, before getting off. Santos out of bed from where he rested by his Bf on the edge, grabbing his cane for his partner to hold onto before retreating to his respected dorm. “oi, Cariño; que tipo de comida te gustaria que comieramos durante nuestra cita?, para que saque reservacion en algun lugar elegante, solo dime que se antoja~”, Santos purred to Liam as he walked out of sight.

Liam used his less dominant arm to lean away from the bed with his cane, rubbing his chin in contemplation. Yelling back as he closed his eyes in joy; “My 1st thought was The Garage for some Burgers. But Lykkal and the squad have been pinging me Non-stop about some place called The Devoted. Insane rated ramen place, better for my stomach too in....case…. we do anything together”. Liam’s excitement turning into a coy shyness as he chuckled, opening his eyes to his boyfriend fully dressed. “I don’t think they do reservations? I think we can just go behind the market they’re attached to and walk in. Def gotta hurry than, Flaquito. They close at 8pm. Love you Bebe”, Santos urged as he walked to Liam before going to the door with keys, phone, and clothes in toe.

Santos was dressed with his turquoise tanktop, leather jacket and jeans; his running shoes besides Liam’s bare feet. The shorter man placed another kiss on his Bf’s forehead, making the green iris’s staring up at him close in euphoria. “i’ll miss you bad, bro~ i'll make sure to find something to keep me busy”, Liam said with his lax tone. “I love you too, Liam. Call me when the silence gets tooo much, okay?”, Santos playfully admitted as the taller man violently shook his head in acceptance of the invitation. Watching carefully as he saw his boyfriend depart from their space, before leaving the dorm in it’s entirety.

Naked, rested, and alone without his Santi, Liam looked around his living room for something to do before Santos came back.

…...

Santos worked up a nervous sweat under his jacket as he waited in the isolation of the practitioner’s office. Waiting alone in the medical room about 20 minutes after both leaving the Dorms and campus, and 10 minutes since he was tested for STIs/STDS. Having barely given his piss-cup for the other half of them he would learn about in a week’s time, Santos twiddled with his thumbs as he tried avoiding his phone to pester his boyfriend for affection from his own nervousness.

Until said boyfriend called him. Picking up the line as a certain Millerd phoned on the other end in playful tears; “santtiiImissYouuu~ is my man free from this blight to return to his doting, loving partner!”. Santos snickered at the affection before speaking; “I’m sorry, I thought the dead couldn’t speak. Last I checked, my lovely, adorable, and sweet boyfriend crumbled to dust the second I left the dorm~”.

The playful crying ended, as the taller jock stuttered to a halt with his own logic used against him. “Ah-Ah, this is the ghost of your crazed boyfriend, ooooOOoOo, Coming back from the grave to...say he misses you. the 20 minutes without your has been an infinity, Santi! i can’t even enjoy our games together without! you”, Liam whined.

“Oooouui, what do you mean, Bebe? We got like 4consoles, dual PCS included, and nothing for you to play?”, Santos replied confused. Cringing his eyes as he stared in the direction of the phone by his ear. Hearing a steady hiss noise Liam made when he was stuck with a problem, inhaling as he spoke.

“yeahhhh, but we Only play together, santiii. legit, everything i have on the pc, xbox, and even our old modded 3ds’s are either co-op we tag team, or games where we play games Together! Like in heartgold and soulsilver where we played the games and pretended to be rivals on a journey together~”, Liam urged with a soft joy. Whining a bit as the sounds of a retro device pinged in the background of the call.

“mnnnnh, that...checks out. did you call Because those games just reminded you of me, Bebe?”, Santos coyly perked up. Hearing a light wheeze of affection on the other end of the call. Before the other line muted. Santos was super confused as the call didn’t end, which made Santos ponder a bit. ‘The last time we didn’t play together was when Yoshi’s Island came out….was there really no Games we played by ourselves since then?’, Santos inquired to himself

His thought process broken while on call in the waiting office of the practitioner, as his phone vibrated. Liam had sent something on their personal messenger.

Santos opened up the sudden message as his mouth dropped. Liam had sent his 1st nude to Santos.

Liam’s supple, pale body was arching upward as he rested on his stomach. Hair pinned upward with his pink clip to expose those beautiful green iris’s Santos could not get enough of. His peach-fuzz face had hearts shooting from his eyes as he gave a puppy-dog stare into the camera, tongue sticking out coyly as he did when feeling silly. As Liam’s plump, juicy ass arched in the background of the picture, his spine scar much smaller from the angle. A single line of text was beneath Liam’s dopey face in all caps: “YES IT REMINDED ME OF YOU! PWEASE COME HOME :(”. Santos got an instant erection from the scene. He typed out what he said in call; “You will REGRET THAT, Flaquito!~ I can’t wait to show you just how much I miss the dork on the other line~”.

Liam umuting with a sniffle; “i miss you too, Santi! i loovvve you, please get home safe~”. Before the call ended, Santos returned the phrase of love back, as the nurse overseeing him knocked on the door to come back in.

……

“perfect~ all done and ready for my man to come home too!”, Liam exclaimed in his relaxed tone. Proud of himself 10 minutes after his call with Santos. Having gathered all the laundry they needed to wash into the 2 separate baskets, their cleaning supplies for it included. Trash put away into their bin from breakfast, as his butt jiggled in excitement in the cute, pink panties that made his fat ass look bigger. Getting back into bed with only underwear and matching sweater on, hiding the suggestive words sown into the rear-side of his undergarment for Santos to see later. “i wish i had more time to clean my bed, but i feel like santi would get mad at me if i exert myself cleaning the mattress”, Liam pouted as he rested stomach 1st into the spot his Bf was sleeping on.

Looking left-to-right, Liam dipped his face and cuddled into the pillow Santos slept on. Comfy, he tried staving off his loneliness with his social media as he checked in on what his friends were up to. Opening the main app he used for memes and his homies; he saw one new notification from his boyfriend. “ehehe, santi tends to have good meme taste, i wonder what he sent this time”, Liam giggled out as he read the message. His smug grin grew from a dry confusion, than into a deep blush at what he saw. A wordless video of a bland, glazed donut with a pinhole, as a wide sleeve of frosting violated the tight entrance made to stuff it. The white, thick, crème overloading the small cavity it was rammed into. This wordless gif contrasted against all the dankness of their shared messenger history. Staring at the message sent 1 minute ago, as Liam typed ‘i love you two, santi?? is this an invite or a threat????’.

Liam jumped after he heard a set of keys frantically try for the lock. Santos responded with a bold ‘YES’, through their app before unlocking the door. Ditching his cane and phone fully by the coffee table, Liam swiftly covered his bottom with the blanket as he made space for his man to rest on the Futon.

As Santos opened their dorm, slammed the door behind him, and locked it. Ditching his shoes before bee-lining to the futon where a silly Liam was resting in. Liam crawled a little closer to the approaching, awfully quiet man as he tried using his charm on his BF. His lovestruck eyes helping him speak as the shorter man encroached quickly.

“Surprised, santi! I got our stuff ready for the day~ Come cuddle before we go do laun-dree?”, Liam’s cuteness worded as his speech was caught off-guard by Santos. The shorter man using a thick arm to grab onto the pink sweater by the chest, dragging the man under the blanket into a deep hug.

Wordless, Santos….breathed kinda heavy, Liam had guessed. ‘Why is he sweaty, did he ditch his jacket in the car?’, Liam theorized as Santos remained wordless in holding him. “Santi? are the results okay, were your playmates clean after-”, Liam worried out until he was silenced by a face full of fuzz. As Santos used the height of Liam on all 4s in their blanket, and him standing to reposition his hug into a pit shove.

The musk Liam loved so much was now deep into his nose and covering his face as his canceled speech died and revived into a deep yearnful moan.

“Oh I came Back Negative on everything immediately, Flaquito-bonito~ I’m CLean Enough to let the shameless, cock-slut inbetween my arms worship me before our date. I’m gonna make you eat your words about being into bullying, Liam, when you’re drunk on my Cum and Scent”, Santos Groaned Deeply. Letting his grin grow devious as his eyes held back none of his lust, roughly holding Liam’s head down to the wet fur of his right armpit. The smaller jock’s palm sinking into his boyfriend’s wild hair to push his face deeper into the fuzz between his arms, pressing Liam’s nose against his muscle in the process. Judging by the taller sub’s blinding whines, Liam did not seem to complain as he inhaled weakly to the pressure his face endured.

Santos giving a sadistic laugh as his boyfriend dug his face deeper from the strong grip pushing him into the pit. His mind getting blurry by the scent of herbs, spices, cologne and the manly odor that his boyfriend produced so subtly until you were nose deep in his arms. It was intoxicating, making Liam unable to register most of what Santos said until Liam heard what he needed.

“OI, Cariño~I said it in the morning, Go Crazy on them! Give them a taste, lap up my sweat like a good Boy. I’ll pull your head to the next one when IM SATISFIED AND CLEAN, Aahaha”, Santos said with a lustful cruelty. Making Liam feel so small and helpless. He loved feeling small and helpless when it came to his best friend. Barely replying on repeat with a “’hank u srrrrr”, every few seconds as his tongue swirled the full space of Santos’s right armpit. Smelling him sent Liam to the moon, but inhaling through the hair and tasting it put him in heaven. His pink panties stained with cum as he came lightly without even touching himself from the ecstacy of the rich flavors his taste buds had yearned for over the years. Minutes spent on Liam’s gratitude and worship before Santos pulled him away.

Milking another spurt of cum from Liam being yanked away from the cleaned armpit by the hair, like some common whore. The taller sub kissing the black fuzz one last time as he enjoyed the pain of his boyfriend manhandling him. Santos lifted his chin up; “Look at you! Where’s your teasing now, LIAM! All I SEE is a whimpering mess Begging for MORE, Like Some Loser SIMP! Bet your friend’s wouldn’t believe how much of a desperate Boy you are for your best friend’s pit, Huh Bebe?”. Liam’s eyes cringed further from the belittlement, trying hard to word out his worship again before a different hand pushed him into the other armpit.

“Save it for something useful, Bitch. I got a sweaty cock I have been dying to see you struggle on, Liam. be a good boy and clean this pit too before I bless you with the monster between my thighs”, Santos laughed out cruelly. Liam moaned even louder as he did what he was told. Feeling his cute, pink panties stain even deeper as he got full mass from the cruel treatment. Santos’s fingers were rough in a way that made him giddy as they held him between his armpit. Unable to distinguish verbal worship and his moans for about a solid minute of licking his Bf’s musk in his deep inhales, until Santos pushed him away.

Leaving Liam with his cruel laugh as his Bf ditched his pants and underwear beside the edge of the bed. Crawling past an obedient Liam as he showed off his toned ass on purpose. Until his back was rested far on the couch end of the Futon, above the pillows they slept on an hour prior. Licking his lips and wagging his index finger as he spoke; “time to teach you how to worship a real cock, Bitch”.

“YES SIR”, Liam pipped out as he tasted Santos on his tongue still. Staring down the fat, hefty monster between the athletic thighs of his best friend. Hiding his panties as he obediently crawled from under his blanket onto the legs of Santos. Inching his cherry red face to the warm, deep tanned shaft barely a few centimeters away from his lips as he felt a familiar palm pet his hair. “good boy. Treat my cock like one of your toys. I doubt you can watch the teeth. But it’s okay, I Live to see cuties like you struggling to inhale all of it….The desperation makes breaking your Throats all the sweeter”, Santos cooed into a snicker. Using the hand he petted Liam with to guide his best friend.

Liam took the initiative as his cheek was held. Doing what he wanted to do for a long time: he simply smelled Santos’s cock. While not as aromatic as his pit musk, the way this dick was made Liam whine hard. It was better than perfect. Thicker than all his toys, the 8 inch meat-slab of uncut manhood made his mouth salivate deeply as he kissed it in between inhales. It was intoxicating. His soft, fervent lips enraptured by the smell of thick warm cock as his mouth’s impacts became wetter covering more length. Until he was brave enough to makeout with Santos’s loose foreskin. The shorter man letting go of his Bf’s face as he heard the taller man whine in ecstacy.

The taste of his cockhead was indescribably tasty. Nothing in his history compared to the meat in his mouth, as his tongue began suckling on the on the tip underneath the foreskin. Liam’s whimpers grew louder as he got everything he wanted. At first. Hearing Santos’s laughter as a strong foot teased Liam’s 10 inches through his underwear; “Panties for me too, Liam. Such a cute, little bitch I got on my cock~ Come on, Bebe. Impale your pretty throat on my shaft. I want to see you struggle HARD, Ahahahaahha”. His lust for Liam cruel, but intoxicating.

Liam wasted no time obeying that command, he wanted nothing more to obey his partner. He began worshiping Santos in earnest. Spitting on Santos’s cock as his hands enveloped both sides of the shaft as his mouth got to work.

Liam’s fingers had a hard time connecting from the girth. His desperate mouth trying hard to swallow the hooded cock. His hands were not as experience as Santos’s, but the shorter man groaned lightly in approval of the technique Liam stole from his usual porn feed.

Getting Drunk on Santos’s cock, Liam became mostly incoherent after 5 minutes of failing to self-impale his mouth onto his boyfriend’s hefty rod. The taste and feel of the dick kept him going, the cruel laugh and words of his Bf only making him desperate for being a good boy. Losing track of how many times he came through his panties from the light kicks of Santos’s foot. Their impacts getting harder each time Santos demeaned him with cruelly placed words. The shocks of pain made him intoxicated by how mean his Santi was to his worthless, 10 inch cock as Liam struggled to focus on the cock his tongue tasted. Santos’s pungent words hit every insecurity Liam had about how much of a pervert he was, making his pussy quake as it made him eager for more.

Until Liam gave up on using his hands, as he just went feral worshiping the full cock. Dipping his face, as he put the large balls in his mouth. Sucking, swirling his tongue, and washing the hairless orbs for a few minutes as his breathy tongue trailed back up to the hood of the cock before inhaling it one last time. Barely getting to 3 inches of the full shaft, his teeth gently pressing into the dick from fear of hurting his partner as his inexperienced throat failed again. “Pathetic. Simping over my cock like a desperate bitch for years for THIS. I break fleshlights like you for FUN. But don’t worry—”, Santos sneered with love. Hand petting his boyfriend’s head before speaking again.

“—,I’ll train that throat of yours, Bebe. Take me to the pubes whenever I want. For now. It’s time I finish. Keep your tongue on my cock”, Santos commanded cruelly. “Yes SIR!!!”, Liam practically screamed, staring deeply into the passionate brown iris’s of his Santi as he wrapped his mouth around the cock head. As Santos grunted and began masturbating his shaft with both hands. Liam swirling his tongue on the sensitive tip under the hood, Until something hot began shooting down his throat.

As Liam tasted cum that wasn’t his own. A Savory. Moist. Fluid filled his mouth fast in many hard pumps as his boyfriend groaned loudly in a satisfied smile. Almost struggling to drink it all until he let his lust guide him as Santos finished his climax. Sucking on the cockhead until every thick rope of cum sank into Liam’s throat.

“Ahahaha, Yeah I can get used to that. Gonna drink you from the tap later~ Did you enjoy yourself, Bebe? I wasn’t Too mean, was I, Liam?”, Santos said unsure of himself. Looking to the man that took his meat-slab out of his mouth with a groan. Liam moved on top of Santos, hugging him deeply as his dopey, infatuated eyes crept back into focus in their embrace. Moving his face closer as they kissed. Santos uncaring of his scents pushed into his face as he passionately swapped spit with Liam. Enjoying the flavor of his cum as his taste bud’s danced with Liams.

“it was perfect, bro~ makes me more than happy. i think i came a lot from the bullying, but you were very tasty, santi!”, Liam moaned in a lax, but seductive breath. Nuzzling his head against Santos’s neck after leaving their kiss.

“How about we snuggle for a minute, before we get ready for your our day out~”, Santos asked gently.

Liam responded with a dopey chuckle as his hug tightened, pecking Santos’s face repeatedly as they rested for a minute. Falling atop of his shorter boyfriend in deep snuggles, nuzzles, and wet cuddling as they hugged for a bit.

…….

After their quick rest, Liam was the 1st to leave to his room to get new clothes after washing off his mouth. The couple eventually retreating to the restroom to clean up a little before they headed out. Santos freshening up a bit until the shorter man was interrupted by a catcall, as Liam whistled to his lover with deep love. The shorter man distracted by getting dressed to see the goofy man that leaned against the doorway of their shower.

“I have a very. Very special gift for my Mr.Torres, sir~”, Liam cooed. Santos scuffing a little as he finally wore his tanktop off his eyes….his sight returning to Liam in another pair of panties his face began flushing to. To In the doorway, was Liam in his school sweater….as turned to show panties that boldly said, ‘Your Slut’ in the back; “Santi! Look what I got”. Letting his plump ass bounce a bit in the pink fabric. That made Santos BLUSH. “OI, Flaquito!!! When?? WHY???”, he questioned with deep love. Liam sauntered fully out of view as he responded; “a while ago. in case a special man swept me off my feet~”. The taller boyfriend making sure his stride was as slow as possible so his fat ass lasted as long as possible in sight of his groaning boyfriend.

Santos rolled his eyes as he out of the restroom to grab the last of his things. Leather jacket in his truck, he only wore a turquoise Button-up, thick jeans and sock; neglecting any underwear in case he wanted to get into mischievous. Getting his usual pocket goods, and socks on fast, Santos waited in the living room after a few moment of silence from his BF after he was ready. Liam following out shortly from his room, making sure to flaunt another pair of those panties, dry this time, underneath white cargo shorts with heart prints. Wearing a bright pink button up as with a black t-shirt underneath.

“Oooouii. Que Bonito~ So this is the man I’ll be lucky to go out with tonight, bebe?”, Santos whistled out as he stood up to hug Liam. The taller man walking with cane in hand to meet the grasp, right besides the rolling laundry baskets. “ehehe, all yours, santiiii~ you look handsome as always too. pl-please save the rest of your compliments for later, sirrrr- or i'll be forced to worship every inch of you before dinner”, Liam mused coyly, holding back some of his lust for the joy he displayed.

Liam yelping as a hard hand smacked his ass, his soft cheek winching audibly as Santos lightly cackled. “keep threatening me with a good time, Bebe. And you’ll be calling out of class allll week after I’m done Ruining You Tonight~”, Santos threatened deeply with sadistic love. “Yes SIR”, Liam replied back as he felt his shorter boyfriend group the stinging asscheek, before Santos pointed to the door with his lips.

Grabbing one basket in one hand each, Liam and Santos made sure they had everything they needed. Trying not to shot compliments or get undressed by how adorable they found each other. Getting their shoes on, as Santos gave Liam his cane back as they go their baskets to the door.

“Ready to spend a day together as Bfs, Flaquito?”, Santos mused in delight. Nudging a shoulder to rub again the taller man. Liam nodded hard. “When we are done with laundry, Santi. I. Need. To hold hands too. Boyfriend requirement. Pwaseeeee~”, Liam said playfully in a hyped tone. Santos laughed as he unlocked the door for them.

“I promise!~ I love you too, yah dork”, Santos said as he held the entrance open. Liam sticking his tongue out in protest as they left their home together before closing their dorm. Laughing as they kept close to each other. Unable to stop talking, or basking in their company as they walked away.