Keep It Down
"Emma~" Emerson's face twitched in his sleep. "Emmmaaaa~" Emerson groaned and rolled over. "Haha. Thank you~ That's all I needed~"
Emerson yawned. "Shaddup.. Go back to- AH!" He shot up when he felt a hand slid into the back of his boxers. "Ladd! What the fuck!?"
Banging came at the wall. "Shut up, Emerson!"
"Shut up, hag! My ass almost got fucked!" There was a groan on the other side of the wall. He looked down at Ladd. "The fuck? I was sleeping."
Ladd bit his lip seductively. Emerson shivered slightly. "I'm hard." Emerson looked down at his crotch.
"Shit. You are." He looked back at Ladd's face. "What you want me to do about it?"
"Let me fuck you?"
Emerson laid down. He put a pillow over his ass. "No. I't like 2:30 in the Goddamn morning." He didn't get a reply. "Ladd?" He turned over. "Where'd you go?" He felt movement by his legs. Then he was yanked to the bottom of the bed. "LADD!"
"EMERSON! SHUT UP!"
Ladd smirked. "Yeah. Em-ma. Shut up." Emerson glared at him until Ladd's hands slipped up his boxers. "I really want to fuck you." He started to pull off Emerson's boxers.
"I said no. Just suck me off if you want to do gay shit." Ladd thought about it.
Then he smirked. "I'd rather eat you out." Emerson's face turned completely red. "So which way you wanna do it?"
"T-That's.." He cleared his throat. "You know I-"
"Uhp. Took too long." He yanked off Emerson's boxers. "We're doin' it with your legs in the air."
Emerson swallow. "O-Okay."
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Ladd's hand was moving on Emerson's length. His tongue was sliding in and out of his hole. Emerson had to bit on the blanket to keep quiet. "Emma." Ladd mumbled against Emerson's ass.
"Nnngh.. What..?"
"Jerk me off.. My hands are busy." He put his mouth back to his hole.
"Mmm.. Okay.." He brough his hands to Ladd's boxers and slid his hand inside. Ladd moaned against Emerson. "Ahnn.." His toes twitched in the air.
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Emerson was tired during breakfast. Ladd was just as hyper as he always was. Emerson's mom glared at them. "Emerson. Keep your moaning down." Emerson's face flushed. "A mother doesn't want to hear her son being fucked by some pipsqueak."
Ladd laughed. "I wasn't fuckin' him, I was-" Emerson slapped his hand over his mouth.
"Ladd. I swear to God I'll fuck you until you can't move if you tell her." Ladd raised an eyebrow. So did his mom.
She bit into her toast. "What'd he do? Give you a rimjob?"
That morning ended with Emerson's mom teasing him. Ladd laughing so hard he fell to the floor. And Emerson finding a new level of embarrassment.
Emerson yawned. "Shaddup.. Go back to- AH!" He shot up when he felt a hand slid into the back of his boxers. "Ladd! What the fuck!?"
Banging came at the wall. "Shut up, Emerson!"
"Shut up, hag! My ass almost got fucked!" There was a groan on the other side of the wall. He looked down at Ladd. "The fuck? I was sleeping."
Ladd bit his lip seductively. Emerson shivered slightly. "I'm hard." Emerson looked down at his crotch.
"Shit. You are." He looked back at Ladd's face. "What you want me to do about it?"
"Let me fuck you?"
Emerson laid down. He put a pillow over his ass. "No. I't like 2:30 in the Goddamn morning." He didn't get a reply. "Ladd?" He turned over. "Where'd you go?" He felt movement by his legs. Then he was yanked to the bottom of the bed. "LADD!"
"EMERSON! SHUT UP!"
Ladd smirked. "Yeah. Em-ma. Shut up." Emerson glared at him until Ladd's hands slipped up his boxers. "I really want to fuck you." He started to pull off Emerson's boxers.
"I said no. Just suck me off if you want to do gay shit." Ladd thought about it.
Then he smirked. "I'd rather eat you out." Emerson's face turned completely red. "So which way you wanna do it?"
"T-That's.." He cleared his throat. "You know I-"
"Uhp. Took too long." He yanked off Emerson's boxers. "We're doin' it with your legs in the air."
Emerson swallow. "O-Okay."
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Ladd's hand was moving on Emerson's length. His tongue was sliding in and out of his hole. Emerson had to bit on the blanket to keep quiet. "Emma." Ladd mumbled against Emerson's ass.
"Nnngh.. What..?"
"Jerk me off.. My hands are busy." He put his mouth back to his hole.
"Mmm.. Okay.." He brough his hands to Ladd's boxers and slid his hand inside. Ladd moaned against Emerson. "Ahnn.." His toes twitched in the air.
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Emerson was tired during breakfast. Ladd was just as hyper as he always was. Emerson's mom glared at them. "Emerson. Keep your moaning down." Emerson's face flushed. "A mother doesn't want to hear her son being fucked by some pipsqueak."
Ladd laughed. "I wasn't fuckin' him, I was-" Emerson slapped his hand over his mouth.
"Ladd. I swear to God I'll fuck you until you can't move if you tell her." Ladd raised an eyebrow. So did his mom.
She bit into her toast. "What'd he do? Give you a rimjob?"
That morning ended with Emerson's mom teasing him. Ladd laughing so hard he fell to the floor. And Emerson finding a new level of embarrassment.