it's heckin treyway (pumpkashi) (smokepump) (smokepumpkashi)

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After Daniel had left, the two remaining stayed in Gazzy's room; said boy slides a square of chocolate partway between his teeth then beckons Omar with his finger. Never one to disobey him, Purpp scoots closer and leans forward. He bites down on the dessert, breaking it in half as they gaze intently into each other's eyes.

Upon swallowing, the taller speaks, "Those have weed in them don't they?" Gazzy laughs and nods, licking along his own pointer finger before pushing it into his mouth, taking his time sucking the chocolate off. Omar watches quietly, taking his hand once he finishes and licks a long slow stripe up his wrist to his palm, planting a kiss to his chocolate covered palm. "How you always manage to get so messy?"

Gazzy blushes but laughs nonetheless, "Ionno..at least I have you to help me out," he grins as Omar dutifully sucks his hand clean, tugging on his shirt with his other hand. "Take this off."

Nodding, the taller one removes his t-shirt as Gazzy picks up another piece. He warms it some between his fingers and presses it against Omar's neck; taking his time he drags it along his collar and down over his nipple to his hip before eating what's left from his hand.

Placing a kiss behind the older male's ear, he attaches his lips to his tatted neck and begins lapping up the confection. Omar pulls him into his lap and exhales softly, leaning his head back as Pump continues to his collarbone, biting it gently before getting to work there.

Their hands roam desperately all over each other's bodies, as if making up for lost time. Gazzy makes his way down his chest to suck on his nipple, moaning quietly as Omar slides his hands underneath his jeans and panties to cup his ass.

"These gotta go," Purpp states, tugging on a belt loop of the smaller's jeans, the teen hops out of his lap for a moment to sit on the side of the bed and begins painstakingly removing the skin tight denim. Omar finishes taking his off and looks to see Gazzy struggling, the jeans stuck around his calves. The younger teen sighs dramatically and falls onto his back with his half clothed legs hanging off the side. "Helppppp."

Laughing with a fond smile, Purpp moves to stand at his feet, pulling them off with a little effort. "You gotta stop wearing your clothes from middle school, babe."

Gazzy sits up and takes his shirt off as well, laying back down towards the center of his bed and holds his arms open as an invitation to Omar. "They make my ass look nice, shut up."

"I can't argue with that," the Cuban grins and climbs atop him, careful not to lean with his full weight. Moving his hands to caress his thighs, he kisses Gazzy firmly. "I love you."

Giggling, the younger teen kisses him back and wraps his arms around his neck. "Te amo mucho Papí," he purrs against his jaw, placing an open mouthed kiss there as he slowly and deliberately rolls his hips upwards. Omar groans into the other's mouth as he slides his tongue past his lips and plays with the waistband of his panties.

Gazzy pulls back after a minute and nibbles on his bottom lip, "I want moree," he breathes softly and moves Omar's large hand directly onto his ass beneath the soft fabric. After he cops a nice feel, Omar rolls the underwear down his legs til he's completely bare.

"I thought Daniel said no-" he's quickly silenced by a hand at his mouth which he kisses. The owner of the hand wraps his legs around Omar's hips before he speaks, "That ain't mean we can't fuck, he prolly just wants me to be able to walk later."

As Omar considers this, Gazzy takes one of his hands and brings it to his lips. Licking two of the fingers, he then takes them into his mouth as he maintains eye contact. Their shared gaze becomes hazier as the edibles begin to hit.

Once his fingers were covered in Gazzy's saliva, said teen moves the hand down his own body; his knuckles dragging along his stomach. "Te quiero dentro de mi," (i want you inside me) Pump says in a near whisper.