and they'd roll onto the floor, b/c Brad can't pounce in such a small space without them both ending up on the floor... Nate's tongue would swipe at his bottom lip at some stray chocolate there, brad would grind down a little into him, and then kiss him.
Brad and Nate freeze, both looking at Ray with blank looks on their face like he had just walked in on them watching tv or reading newspapers.
"Was there something you needed, Ray?" Nate asks.
"yeah..." Ray starts. "I need to call Walt right the fuck now and tell him that i was right all along, and that he should never doubt the superior intellect that comes with being a NASCAR watching country hick."
"Why don't you go do that," Brad says, shooing him away with the hand that isn't cupped to nate's dick still.
LMAO I WAS ABOUT TO SAY THAT I'M SORRY YOU'RE HAVING A LAMP-PUNCHING SORT OF WEEK AND THEN I SAW THAT YOU ALREADY SAID IT. Fantastic, great minds clearly think alike.
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the group choreography in that video nearly killed me i loved it so much!
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maybe the chocolate will melt on his fingers some and brad will lick it off......
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and nate was all innocent eating it, but Brad was watching him like a raptor ready to pounce just looking at his mouth around the chocolate.
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"Was there something you needed, Ray?" Nate asks.
"yeah..." Ray starts. "I need to call Walt right the fuck now and tell him that i was right all along, and that he should never doubt the superior intellect that comes with being a NASCAR watching country hick."
"Why don't you go do that," Brad says, shooing him away with the hand that isn't cupped to nate's dick still.
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"Look, sir, a gift from above," he says, holding it up for nate to see.
"Above, huh, I thought you didn't believe in any of that," Nate teases back, as he pulls hard at the top of Brad's pants, pulling them down.
"yeah well," Brad gasps as Nate wraps a hand around his cock. "That was before I had you naked and leaking on top of me."
Nate's smiles at him dangerously, before sliding down Brad's body.
The minute Nate's tongue licks the underside of Brad's cock he knows there's a God.
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Edit: I also approve of the mini-comment!fic that's transpiring right above this comment *popcorn*
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