Weeping angel

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Tension ruled the day. The rented house looked like a disaster area, a clear indication of neglect. File folders littered the dinning room table, the living room floor and even the mantle place next to the statue of Ibeyi. A stack of dirty dishes piled in the kitchen sink waited for someone to come clean them. The laundry area overflowed with a depressing heap of clothes waiting on someone to show them some love too. Their home wasn't the only thing in need of some good loving.

Gabe rolled out of bed hitting the floor with a hard thump. He jumped up unaware of where he was. The dream made him think that he was chased off the bed by a lustful Laurent. The moment his racing heart started to slow to a normal rhythm, his face fell into the sheets of the bed disappointed to be alone in his bedroom. His fingers tried to run thru the tangle of curls atop his head. Ri had spoiled him with constant attention giving him orgasms from every possible angle. Gabe heaved the weight of his thoughts and body from the floor. His head buzzed with a dull ache. Though he'd assisted Ri for many years taking his bullshit, his new boss/es weren't tending to him in the same way. Trapped, he felt trapped in a dream of living with two of the sexiest men on the planet, yet neither of them willing to fulfill him in the same way that Ri once did.

His feet trudged to the shower hoping to release the tension built up from the dream. The steamy water pouring over his body didn't make the situation any better. Gabe lathered up his entire body thinking of the smell of Laurent's body oil. His hands began to stroke his throbbing hardness trying to imagine Laurent's naked body against the back wall of the shower. Every slow stroke didn't do anything to bring forth an orgasm. He sped up the pace pressing his eyes together. That didn't work either.

The small confinement of the shower walls felt like they were closing in on him. Half rinsing off, he staggered out still dripping wet and MAD! Gabe stomped out of his bedroom, slipping around on the stairs on his way to the kitchen. Laurent and Larry were arguing about the house being a mess but stopped the moment they saw their naked assistant dripping water on the kitchen floor.

Larry looked at his brother confused. Lau lifted his shoulders not sure of what was happening either, maybe Gabe was having a nervous breakdown. 

Gabe in the kitchen

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Gabe in the kitchen

"You are my people now. I don't have anyone else," Gabe whined pushing back his wet hair that clung to the side of his face. "I need sex! Fuck man, look at me!" Gabe placed his hands to his swollen erection.

"Yeah Larrrryyy, look at him," Laurent teased tempted to burst out in laughter. Larry's lips parted in shock. He'd already seen the situation but diverted his eyes to the dishes in the sink.

When Larry didn't respond the strangest staring match started. Gabe put his hands on the wet skin of his hips looking at Larry. Larry turned in a circle looking at Laurent. Laurent looked back and forth between Gabe and Larry.

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