The enemy's gate is down
Dap/Dimak | 167 words | R
The teachers' quarters were cramped and didn't offer a great deal of privacy - you could hear everything through the air vents that connected each room, and the whispers of cool air brought with them conversations, arguments, secrets - everybody's dirty laundry aired to the general public, carried by the wind.
They tried to be quiet, though. It was for the best, anyways - what did they have to talk about? They had separate concerns, different objectives - they were rivals for God’s sake, fighting like hell to secure the future of their respective prodigies. What happened between them at night (when the door to his quarters slid open slowly and they fucked, hard and real and silent) was a different life, one only visible in the darkness.
Still, when Dimak bites the firm muscle of his shoulder and pumps his cock with steady, callused hands, Dap wished that just once, the breeze would lift the sound of their muffled cries out from the oppressive veil of lights-out shadows and secrecy.
No, I don't know either...>___>
The teachers' quarters were cramped and didn't offer a great deal of privacy - you could hear everything through the air vents that connected each room, and the whispers of cool air brought with them conversations, arguments, secrets - everybody's dirty laundry aired to the general public, carried by the wind.
They tried to be quiet, though. It was for the best, anyways - what did they have to talk about? They had separate concerns, different objectives - they were rivals for God’s sake, fighting like hell to secure the future of their respective prodigies. What happened between them at night (when the door to his quarters slid open slowly and they fucked, hard and real and silent) was a different life, one only visible in the darkness.
Still, when Dimak bites the firm muscle of his shoulder and pumps his cock with steady, callused hands, Dap wished that just once, the breeze would lift the sound of their muffled cries out from the oppressive veil of lights-out shadows and secrecy.
No, I don't know either...>___>