ᴡʜᴀᴛ'ꜱ ᴅᴏɴᴇ, ɪꜱ ᴅᴏɴᴇ

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by p0isondeer

by p0isondeer

Rafe wakes up on the sofa, in Barry's tailer. His eyes shot red and all of his clothes off. He sits up and looks around. Behind him a window to outside, and Barry is there smoking a blunt. Rafe stands up and walks out to him. Rafe goes up behind Barry, resting his hands on Barrys waist and kissing his neck - all from behind.

"Hey country club", mutters Barry while smoke comes out of his mouth. "Did the bed bugs bite?" he added, chuckling.

Rafe replies, "Only you on my dick", blushing and turning to face Barry's front, taking the blunt out of his mouth and taking a few pulls while stroking his soft dick.

"C,mon now, we've fucked like a million times since that golds been in my freezer." said Barry in a sarcastic way.

"Who said I'm here to fuck, I'm ready to see some gold" defendingly said Rafe.

"You practically fuckin' masturbating in front of me says otherwise." Said Barry, turning around and walking back into the tailer. Shouting from a distance, "LETS SEE THIS GOLD."

Barry opens up his mini fridge, puttng out his blunt on the ashtray sat on top. Along with the moulds of gold, a corona lite is popped open from the fridge. He pops open the beet and takes a big sip.

"Hey country club gimmie a hand" demands Barry.

Rafe wakes in still zipping up his jeans from earlier - being unclothed - and takes a tray of gold.

"Lets take a look at this beauty", giddily says Rafe, opening up the tray of gold.

Rafe holds up the gold and smiles at it in awe. "Fuck yeah", he mumbles as he takes the gold and bites it in-between his teeth. "I hope they find the cross soon" , he sarcastically adds as Rafe gathers all the bars of gold into a mini case.

"Aight country club, I'll take this gold back to my pawn shop to get it weighed and estimated and I'll meet you at the boat..." Barry says as he chugs his beer after.

"Yeah alright, meet me at 5pm." Barry returns, looking straight at Barry, unsure on whether he should kiss his plumped lips or shove his dick in them. He then walks up to Barry and rushfuly pins him to the wall and kisses his neck and lips. He then unzips Barry's trousers and puts his hand into Barry's boxerd and gives Barry a hand job, striking his dick forwards and backwards. every now and then, spitting on his hand to lubricate it. Barry moans aggressively breathing heavily.

"You like that, huh?" Rafe mumbles biting his lips and then Barry's in return.

"I didn't know what you were made out of country club" Barry added.

"You never tried to see" Rafe returned, "but I'm so glad the time came" he rapidly added, before depthly giving Barry a final kiss and walking away, lastly adding "Cya later."

Barry chuckles zipping his trousers back up, and grabs the case of gold and his motorcycle helmet "Cya". He walks out of his caravan and hops onto his bike, spitting on the ground and riffing his bike, to then drive away.

[TO BE CONTINUED]