i’ll get you a tissue if you start sneezing into your sleeves! that’s like, what they’re there for.

“you know that doesn’t matter to me…!”

only gonna blow vic again when he feels better. the GERMS…?! not tryna catch anything.

germs can be airborne…

sorry. can’t risk missing out on training by getting the sniffles.

come take care of a BIIIIIIG problem.

um… pretty please~?

peen twitches against his lips. waiting for him to go ahead.

grins. vic’s natural habitat.

this is common between them. nothing new.

the boy was living the life all of the champion’s crushes dreamt of! huge throbbing schlong would piston, balls smacking up against his perverted brother’s chin. 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐏 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐏 𝐏𝐋𝐀𝐏.

fingers were entangled in the purple locks — so soft that the head of hair could’ve been insured for an obscene amount of cash. pounding away at the mouth-pussy, hormones driving him to be a tad rough with the man.

it came to a point where hop couldn’t hold in his orgasm any longer, no matter how he tried to prolong their rendezvous. with hiccup-y moans and whines, the teen shot creamy blanks into his brother’s mouth, pooling it.

good!

ass for breakfast?

best head in the region!

STEAMY hot sex is needed.

basically, he missed getting groomed. so, hey!

mommy—i mean, bro.

an everyday occurrence. don’t mind them.