Jiles One-Shot Dump

Thicc Dean Wesley 2

You guuuys!!! Im so sorry at how long this took! I kid you not i have three other written drafts to this. This one just tied together the best. I really hope its as nice as the first one. I wanted to make it cute and playful. I didnt even expect the first one to be such a hit! I love you guys thank you so much for over 1000 reads! Ill have an extra chapter out Sunday to make up for how late this one is! 😚
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Blinking his eyes to shake them of their sleep J woke early to the LA sun streaming through his window. Sitting up with a soft yawn and stretch J rubbed his eyes and glanced over at the sleeping figure of his boyfriend.

A fond smile graced his face as he moved a loose curl from Miles’ forehead.

He was ready to get up and start his day but the slight peek of Miles chub from under the cover was all to tempting.

With his desire getting the best of him, J slyly wiggled his way under the cover and settled himself between the sleeping boys legs.

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Miles was twilighting and on the edge of waking up when a ticlling ripple ran up his stomach and into his chest. Gasping and jumping slightly Miles quickly registered the second form lifting the cover.

Flinging the cover up Miles peered shocked at J below him “What the hell?!” Miles asked through a lazy smile.

With an innocent smile J placed a kiss to the spot he had blown the raspberry. “Just waking you up” he said with a shrug.

Before Miles could protest J went on to blow big raspberries in the small layer of chub that graced Miles once toned stomach.

The giggles and laughs that erupted from Miles chest filled the air and brightened the room more than the sun.

J tool great pleasure in hearing the older boy laugh and could do it all day, but Milez would surely burst if he didn't let up.

With a chuckle, J pulled away to let Miles catch his breath. Pulling himself from under the cover J smiled and crawled forward to place a gentle kiss to the older boy's forehead “Morning”

With a softly giggle Miles placed a kiss to J’s chin. “Morning you jerk” Miles said playfully pushing J to the side to wiggle his way out of bed.

J laughed as he plopped down on his side of the bed. He could do nothing but admire the sway in Miles hips and the way he filled out his boxer briefs.

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A little while later J jogged his way downstairs.he found Miles happily snacking on a pack of Milanos as he scrolled through his phone.

With a soft smile he made his way over to wrap his arms gently around the boy's waist.

Automatically Miles settled back into the strong chest of the younger boy.

“Milanos for breakfast?” J asked scrunching up his nose. Miles hummed quietly in reply “Gets my blood flowing.”.

J rolled his eyes and placed a kiss to Milez neck as he softly massaged the soft sides of the brunette.

Miles purred at the attention and leaned into the soothing touch.

As Miles closed his eyes and fell into the relaxing rhythm he was quickly pulled from the trance as he heard the all too familiar sound of his Milano bag rattle.

Opening his eyes he found J standing at the edge of the counter stuffing his face with the chocolate filled cookies.

“Hey!” Miles called with a playful shout. As he moved toward J to snatch the cookies away. With a quick evasive turn gave a quick slap to the older boys unguarded bottom.

With a small jump Miles whipped around to scold the boy only to find him tipping away with Milano's in hand.

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A chase began through the living room of the small apartment.

J laughed like a bratty kid as he played keep away with the cookies. He climbed over couches and hopped over knocked over pillows as he greedily ate the cookies.

Miles knew he had to be serious but he couldn't help the laughs that escaped as he watched his boyfriend prance around the small living area.

Finally meeting in the middle the boys stood on either sides of the couch as if they were in a quick draw battle.

Feeling obnoxious J stuffed two Milano's in his mouth and waved them around as he stood protected by the couch.

With an offended gasp Miles proceeded to climb over the couch. J laughed as best he could with a mouth full of cookies.

Finally getting the upper hand Miles tackled a laughing J to the ground. Straddling his lap he pulled the bag from J’s hand and the cookies from his mouth. “You little thief” Miles lightly scolded.

J stuck his tongue out playfully “You shouldn't leave your goods unguarded”.

With that he gave Miles butt a playful squeeze earning a surprised gasped from the older man before he flipped him on his back.

They both shared a laugh as they lay tangled together on their carpeted floor.

Miles took a minute to catch his breath “I feel winded. I think it's time to lose a few”. J scoffed and rolled his eyes at this “Says who”

“Says my stomach” Miles stated.

“Oh?” J questioned as he leaned back on his heels. Taking his hands he molded Miles stomach into somewhat of a mouth “Cause all I hear is ‘Feed me Seymour’ ” . J said making the best high pitched voice he could.

Miles erupted into a laugh that filled that room “I didn't know you spoke stomach” with a slight shrug J smiled with his tongue between his teeth “Its one of the many things i'm fluent in”

Miles smiled in adoration and pulled J down into a sweet kiss.

Pulling a part they stayed cuddled together in the middle of the living room surrounded by Milanos.

“You really wanna lose weight?” J asked breaking the silence. With a small nod against the other boy's chest Miles spoke, “Just to tone up, I know how much you love my thighs” Miles said with a cheeky grin.

Chuckling J put his hands up in defense “Guilty”.

Placing a kiss to Miles forehead J cuddled him close massaging the exposed love handle that sat happily above Miles hips.

“I can text Bloom and see if he can help”. Miles smiled up at J and gave him a soft kiss “Thanks babe”.

J smiled back happily “But, for now, let's fill you up” he said tapping a Milano against Miles lips.

Miles laughed and took a large happy bite out of the cookie. “I'll never make it to the gym with you around”

J patted the soft thigh hidden under Miles' pants.“That's the point”.