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@troublingplaps ( mouth hanging open, griffin moaned through various laughs as his nipples were prodded at. it was obvious that he couldn’t speak ; words cut short by another laugh. his legs kicked. . body moving continuously. ) clay—ugh, uh, stop— ( he’s laughing. . hardening under clay. )

band geeks lay pipe better than any jock btw.

@troublingplaps ( a lighthearted, long string of giggles leaves the geek’s mouth as clay’s nails tickle his sensitive skin. he wiggles beneath his boyfriend, reaching down to try and stop clay’s much stronger wrists. ) clayyy—stop, it’s too much. . quit, please!

@troublingplaps sure, uh, shirt is off— ( tossing the fabric over his head, throwing it into his designsted pile on the floor. then, he throws the comforter open. he’s inviting clay to come join him. )

@troublingplaps ( of course, griffin’s eyes continue to avert to clay’s body throughout an excellent sequence of the video. it didn’t matter—the view of delicate lace sliding over his boyfriend’s fat ass. . that was worth it. ) no, no, they’re fine—i like the slip. )

@troublingplaps ( griffin is in. . quite the getup ; long sleeve shirt and long pants. hey, a cold front was coming through. . it was safety precautions. he looked at the fortnite display on the tv screen, to his boyfriend’s wet body, and then back to the game. ) yeah, yeah, i am.

( scratching beneath his chin. ) oh, lopez, this is new low, man—about this. now older, bitch. ( squatting, beside the large man, pumping his meat like an udder. )

@teachfucks now get on all fours. . make it more realistic.

@bandplaps MOOOO .ᐟ

moo. 😵‍💫

@teachfucks ( griffin felt like a kid in a candy store. he rubbed his entire face throughout the messy, creamy crack. the white, sugary mounts began to slide and melt from the math teacher’s warm ass. digging his tongue in—sweet and salty mix in that dumptruck. )

@bandplaps ( that man had been sweating all day so there was a good mix of flavors for the teen to uncover in that creamy messy ass. might even still be a load in that hole. )

( he’s knocking on the front door, yelling from the other side; loudly— ) vanderbilt marching ban! is anyone home. . ?

say moo.

@teachfucks ( this felt like the good old times—getting your friend’s mom to make you a snack. well, this was even better ; sweaty, cream-coated ass. without thought, the teen sank messily into the ass crack. )

@bandplaps ( climbing up onto the counter the man got in front of the boy with his ass towards his face. his hand reached back with the can and prayed it across his hole and onto his cheeks. ) go ahead then, snack time.

@teachfucks ( griffin sat there with that dumb, impressionable ‘geek’ look smeared across his face. he’s nodding—quickly nodding. ) yeah, yeah. . i’ll eat that.

@bandplaps a snack? ( he asked with a smirk tugging on his lips. ) think i got something you’d like. ( the teacher approached the fridge and grabbed the bottle of whipped cream. ) you like this?

he can offer whatever. . is needed. anything.

@teachfucks ( orbs bouncing in the same rythm of the teacher’s tanned cheeks. he licks his lips ; super, super thirsty. ) thanks, mr. lopez. uh—can you make me a snack?

@bandplaps ( grabbing a glass and bending over as he filled it with water. his ass bouncing as he’s bringing it over to the boy. ) here you go.

why. . interesting? are you interested?

he’d do. . unspeakable things for @C0ACHISMS.

. . and, y’know, smellier— should’ve known it was yours. psh, melons.

@teachfucks ( following him like a puppy, watching that ass bounce. ) uh, a tall glass of water—please. ( sliding into a barstool. watching it. . bounce bounce bounce. )

@bandplaps ( he’s walking through the house towards the kitchen. ) need a drink or anything?

so is this you. . or your ( finger quotes. ) husband?