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《Truth or Drink?》

Kink: begging.

Requested by:  @sophluvssnc

Promt: Truth or drink video that leads to something more.

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The air was electric as Sam and Colby sat across from each other, cameras rolling for their latest video. The game was simple: truth or drink. But the stakes were high, especially since both men had been dancing around their true feelings for each other for months. The tension between them was palpable, a thick, heavy weight in the room.

Colby seemed nervous as he took a sip from his drink. Sam, on the other hand, looked calm and collected, though his heart was racing. They both knew this game could change everything between them.

The game started innocuously enough, with easy questions and lighthearted banter. But as the drinks flowed, the questions became more personal, more intimate. Sam could feel his face flushing as he asked the next question, his voice steady despite his nerves. "Truth or drink, Colby?"

Colby hesitated, a flicker of uncertainty in his eyes. "Truth."

Sam took a breath, his heart pounding in his chest. "Have you ever wanted to kiss someone in this room?"

A loaded pause hung between them. Colby's eyes darted away, his cheeks flushing. "Yeah." He whispered, his voice barely audible.

"Who?" Sam pressed, his voice firm, yet gentle.

Colby shifted in his seat, gulping nervously. "Do I need to answer?"

Sam smirked, leaning in closer. "Yes, yes you do."

Colby's eyes met his, and in that moment, everything changed. "...You, Sam. I want you."

The admission hung in the air like a shockwave. Sam felt his breath catch in his throat as he processed Colby's words. He wanted him? The realization sent a jolt of desire coursing through Sam's body.

Sam leaned forward, his eyes never leaving Colby's. "Truth or drink, Colby?" He asked again, his voice low and husky.

"Truth." Colby's voice was steady now, his eyes glowing with anticipation.

"How bad do you want me to fuck you, Colby?" Sam asked, his voice laced with desire.

Colby bit his lip, a mischievous smile playing on his lips. "Bad, Sam. Real bad."

Sam couldn't hold back any longer. He wanted Colby, and he was going to have him. Leaning across the table, he captured Colby's lips with his own, pouring every ounce of his desire into the kiss. Colby responded eagerly, his hands gripping Sam's shoulders, pulling him closer.

They broke apart, both breathless, their eyes sparkling with excitement. "Let's take this upstairs." Sam suggested, his voice thick with anticipation.

Colby nodded, unable to form words as Sam took his hand and led him out of the room and up the stairs. The camera followed, capturing their every move as they stepped into the bedroom.

Sam wasted no time, pushing Colby onto the bed and climbing on top of him. Their lips crashed together again, hungry and desperate. Sam's hands roamed over Colby's body, exploring every inch of his smooth skin. He ground his hips down, feeling Colby's hardening cock against his own through their jeans.