Carry On

Take Me to Church

   Soap, Roach, and Ghost got back to Simon's motel room. Soap was immediately slammed against a wall and kissed all over his neck and face by Simon, leaving hickies and lipstick marks.

   "God, Simon, what's gotten into ye~? You're like a completely different person!" The Scot said with a grin.

   "You made me a different person. Both of you have~" Ghost murmured as he pulled off the other's shirt. He stared in awe at the battle scars, as well as the beautiful physique of the man before him. Now that they were all out of the military, it would lessen and become more pudgy. Just the thought of it made Simon rock hard.

   "Simon, hello?" Soap snapped his fingers in front of Ghost's face. The Brit blinked twice.

   "Sorry, sorry, just zoned out."

   "That's alright... Am I really that pleasing to the eyes~?" The Scot said with a dumb grin.

   "Like you wouldn't believe." Roach got between both men and pouted.

   "I believe I deserve some attention," he huffed. Simon kissed him passionately, and Gary let out a squeak. He backed away and widened his eyes. "You have a tongue piercing?" He asked.

   "Hey! Ye didnae use tongue with me!" Soap interjected. Ghost chuckled.

   "Gary stuck his tongue in my mouth, not the other way around," he hummed. Soap pushed Roach out of the way and fiercely kissed Ghost. He stuck his tongue into the other man's mouth and moaned when he felt the metal ball.

   "Oh, taking the lead, are we~?" Ghost said with a grin. Johnny shuddered. He was too hard for this. "Are you cold, Johnny?" The Brit asked as his expression faded to one of concern.

   "No, no, I'm not cold. I jist want ye to fuck me," John responded.

   "Oh wow. Very forward," The taller man muttered as he blushed like an idiot.

   "That hasn't changed," Roach chuckled. Without warning, Simon dragged Soap into the bedroom, pushed him onto the bed, and started biting his exposed flesh. Then he kissed him with the utmost passion. Their tongues touched and Soap's eyes rolled back. The piercing was gonna kill him.

   The two stayed with their lips connected, and tongues exploring for a longer time than they'd like to admit. When they finally parted lips, they were both breathless.

   "Ye... Ye fuckin..." John started, but he hissed when he felt a hand on his clothed cock. He was sensitive because he was so hard. "T-Too much, Simon..."

   "That's not me, Johnny," Si said. Gary was rubbing his hand over Soap's covered member. Soap opened his mouth to speak, but he was speechless. Ghost went right back in and twisted his tongue around the other's. That was the final straw that had Johnny cumming in his jeans.

   "Poor Johnny," Gary cooed. Ghost looked back at him with an intense gaze that made the other man shudder.

   "Your turn~" he borderline growled.