Shawn has someone over, he's bent against his kitchen counter getting penetrated from behind until he receives a phone call from his boyfriend.
"Should I answer?" Shawn moans out. He doesn't but he knows that Taylor will either get upset or concerned.
Shawn: Oh, hi baby!
Taylor: Hey, what you up to?
Shawn: Oh. Yo-ou know. The usual. Busy bee at hoh-home babe.
Taylor: I'm pretty stressed.
Shawn: A-are you n-oh, now?
Taylor: You alright? You sound a little off. Kind of tired?
Shawn: I'm f-fine.
Taylor: Ooh, I know what's up.
Shawn: No-nothing's up!
(Besides dick up his ass *badum tsk*)Taylor: You missed me. Somebody touching themselves? I'm so turned on. Don't make me get my daddy card out.
"You fucking call him daddy?" Sammy swats Shawn's ass and it makes him bulk forward and moan out loudly. It arouses Shawn.
Taylor: Oh babe. You just climaxed didn't you?
Shawn: Yes... I did.
Taylor: Want to show me?
Shawn: No, no!
Taylor: Aw okay. Well now I'm rushing home alright? I want to see that ass of yours and suck you dry baby.
Shawn: Okay! I'll see you!
Sammy pulls out and pushes shawn. "I'm leaving. Our friends of benefits is up. Why do you answer calls while sex? Dumb fuck."
"Go ahead. Leave. I have Taylor anyways. You have nobody." Shawn says and sticks out his tongue.
Taylor: A few minutes away.
Shawn: Take your time daddy.
Taylor: Oh you know daddy won't take his time when you call me that. Baby, daddy is on his way.
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FanfictionTexts of all sorts. Ranging from cute, to dirty, and sad. And all in between that! February 15, 2016 12:05 PM