Patreon LogoYour support makes Blue Moon possible (Patreon)

We Don't Talk Anymore (PoisonousIvee/Mr.Aznable)

Jack whined softly as he waited for pictures and made a noise, trying to decide on whether he should relieve himself or not.
 
He got pictures alright. Bathroom selfies of Clyde with his massive cock resting against the sink counter while he pushed his shirt up to show his toned abs.
 
"H-Holy shit.." He whined softly, his face flushed darkly as he looked over every inch of him. "G-God how the hell are you so hot..?"
 
He got pictures of Clyde shirtless and flexing and a couple with him holding his cock. He was much too much.
 
He shuddered hard and then responded by sending a short video of him stuffing himself with the large toy and panting Clyde's name again and again.
 
It was Jack, with runny make up and the cheerleader outfit half on, choking down one of his other toys, the video almost from Clyde's point of view
 
The video continued with Jack deepthroating the toy and grunting, twitching, just like the toy had just came. He pulled back and his saliva roped to the toy and he panted. "T-This could be you right now, Clyde..~❤"
 
He suddenly became very embarrassed, steam nearly coming out of his ears, before he texted quickly.
"Hey guess what I'm coming over and breaking your bed." He jumped up and snuck out of the house as carefully as he could while his parents were distracted.
 
His heart pounded. "H-Holy shit, he's really doing it." He swallowed and got everything ready. Thank god his parents were out of town
 
Clyde did in fact come over, and he did in fact break one of the bed legs fucking Jack silly. He was unhinged, and if just a couple pictures and some videos did that to him,what would the real deal do?
 
Jack was a screaming mess, drooling heavily as he was reduced to a puddle underneath Clyde. He was so excited to give Clyde the real thing.
 
You must log in or register to reply here.
Back
Top Bottom