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[the_reapers]

He forgets, often, that Gabe can't read texts. He takes for granted that Gabe can get them read to him by an app or an onlooker.

So it's late at night, beyond midnight, when he texts, "I'm about to be arrested you down to pick me up? I got cash to bail me out at my apartment."

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[minuteofangle]

It’s easy to laugh and kiss his dick; easy to move on from the four shit when Austin’s there and warm, and it feels good to taste the salt of him. “If you’re good,” he teases, but it’s easy to give it a kiss. To take Austin’s dick into his mouth, soft as it is, and hum gently.

[the_reapers]

He whimpers and arches his back, legs sprawling apart in invitation.

"Get me hard," he breathes eagerly. "Can I fuck you this time? It's okay if you don't wanna- mm fuck that feels good, Fifty-"

[minuteofangle]

Oh, that’s a nice sound right there. Gabe hums softly around his dick, touching his tongue to the piercing and flicking it as he draws back with a deliberate pop. “You can,” he agrees. “Bend me over and do me hard.”

[the_reapers]

That little flick of a tongue has Austin laughing giddily, toes curling with the pointed sheer pleasure of it.

"How 'bout the bathroom counter?" easy to clean up, he figures, and he can stand and get some real leverage going into each thrust.

[minuteofangle]

“That’ll do,” he agrees cheerfully, and flicks his tongue against the barbell again. He likes the metallic taste, Gabe realizes: something new. “You want me to tease you, or you wanna fuck my face?”

[the_reapers]

"You can do face fucking? How? Don't you like, have to breathe?" He's tried it before, giving and receiving, to disappointing results.

[minuteofangle]

Gabe just laughs, nosing against Austin’s cock. “Everybody’s gotta breathe. I can’t do it for long but I don’t mind choking a bit. Makes me all light headed and shit, like I’m floating.”

[the_reapers]

He's half hard now, and sensitive enough to get another of those little whimpers.

"I wanna fuck your face before I pound your ass," he decides, because how can he pass an opportunity like that?

[minuteofangle]

That’s a nice sound right there. Gabe licks a long stripe up his cock, nuzzling against it. “Then you better get hard,” he teases, and takes the head into his mouth.

[the_reapers]

"Oh I'm-" he hooks his heel around Gabe's thigh. "Working on it- Mmfuck, your mouth is good. D'you like dirty talk?"

[minuteofangle]

Gabe hums, bobbing his head a little. “Talk dirty,” he suggests, breaking momentarily for air. “Tell me what you wanna do to me.”

[the_reapers]

"I'm gonna fuck your sexy mouth," he says, his voice lower, hungrier. More in line with the way people talk on the porn he watches.

"Gonna make you choke on my dick, because you like it. That right, huh? You like my big ol' cock in your mouth?"

[minuteofangle]

It’s a little corny, the sort of thing he’d laugh at if he didn’t in fact have Austin’s cock in his mouth. Feeling the weight of it against his tongue. The tang of salt. Gabe grins, humming in agreement, his yes muffled as he takes Austin down further. Hollowing his cheeks as he sucks. He wants to go breathless, and empty.

[the_reapers]

He rolls his hips, experimenting with nudging a little farther back in Gabe's mouth. "Wish your hair was long enough to pull, I could just- nngh, that's so good-"

He's fumbling for more 'dirty talk', more things he's seen in videos, but Gabe is doing a good job distracting him.

[minuteofangle]

There was a time once, when he was much younger, where Gabe wore his hair long. He did it up in braids, taking his time with each and every one. Men liked to pull on them sometimes. He didn’t mind. Sometimes he liked it. He thinks about it but, with Austin’s hands on him, his dick pushing further back, enough that he has to breathe in through his nose and relax so he won’t gag. So he can focus on the breathless feeling and just groan.

[the_reapers]

"Oh fuck-" This far in his mouth the vibration of that hum rumbles all the way up his cock to the base, to his balls and his hips jerk up. "Careful or I'm gonna come in your throat instead of-"

[minuteofangle]

It makes him choke for a second and Gabe fights past the urge to jerk hack, to catch his breath. He holds and makes that low sound again, feels himself drooling, making a mess. His own cock starting to get interested again.

Good, he thinks. Good.

Gabe draws back, wiping his mouth with a grin. “So, that’s a hit.”

[the_reapers]

Gabe's lips are shining with spit and his face is a little flushed and it's the sexiest damn thing he's seen in months. He uses his legs around Gabe's hips to pull him up close and he kisses him heatedly, reaching down to stroke Gabe's cock.

"You think I can make you come again?"

[minuteofangle]

Oh, that feels nice. Gabe laughs, his voice a little hoarse as he sucks on Austin's tongue and feels his cock swell to the touch. Rising to the occasion, as it were. "Oh, yeah," he agrees. "Bet you will."

He knows Austin will.

[the_reapers]

"I gotta say," he strokes Gabe, slow but firm. "It's way more satisfying turning a guy on than a girl. Like. I can feel you getting all hard for me and...damn it's fun."

He kisses Gabe again. "C'mon let's get you bent over that sink."

[minuteofangle]

Gabe hums at that, squeezing Austin's hip before he puts his hand on Austin's elbow. "Take me. Let's have some fun."

[the_reapers]

He guides Gabe to the vanity counter and describes what's there--the sink in front of him, the soaps off to the side. "And a dirty glass that's been there since I checked in."

He's got to find a better place or he'll never get his daughter back.

But this first. He pushes up against Gabe, grinding his erection against the backs of his legs.

[minuteofangle]

Gabe huffs at that, reaching back to squeeze Austin's hip and encourage him to grind. He can feel Austin's dick rubbing against him, wants it, wants this man. Wants, too, just to feel for a while. To forget the rest of the world. "Got any lube?" he murmurs. He can take it without but he thinks it'd be better with something to ease it.

[the_reapers]

"Not real lube. But I got...hmm. Soap? I've used soap before." He reaches around Gabe with one hand to stroke his cock. "But only if it won't hurt you."

[minuteofangle]

"Probably, mhmm, shouldn't."

Gabe groans, arching his back and jerking his hips as Austin touches him. He braces his hands against the sink, spreading his legs.

"It's fine, just, fuck me like this."