Lucifer: Where is that boy?! And HOW THE FUCK DO YOU FUCKING USE THESE CONTRACTIONS?? *tapping on the phone*
Angelo: Do you need help dear?
Lucifer: *grumbles* No I got it. *texts Damien*
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Damien: *holding onto the blankets moaning out*
Jake: *grinding against his ass moaning*
Damien: *rubs himself hard biting onto the blankets*
Jake: *hears Damien's phone vibrate and grabs it, still grinding, passing it to him*
Damien: *looks at the message still rubbing himself*
Old Man: Where the duck are you?!
Old Man: Autocorrect
Old Man: Where the FUCK are you?!
Damien: *giggles a bit and takes a picture of himself and Jake*
Jake: *blushes a bit* P-please don't send that to y-your dad.
Damien: Sent!~ *presses the send button and grinds against his cock hard* Keep going!~
Jake: *groans and starts rubbing his cock grinding faster*
Damien: *moans out* Oh yeah~
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Lucifer: *tapping his fingernails impatiently*
Angelo: How would this look on the baby? *shows him a cute baby suit*
Lucifer: Fine! *hears his phone ring*
Angelo: ... is that me moaning?
Lucifer: fuck no. *checks the message* Agh!! *throws his phone*
Angelo: *catches it and looks at the message* Ooh! So he isn't fucking yet, but my god look at the size of that cock! It's almost as big as yours!
Lucifer: *pouring bleach into his eyes* Mine is bigger than that!!
YOU ARE READING
Short stories 9
Humor*gasp* Na-ni? What is this? A nine short stories? No way! No how! I refuse. Oc shit bro, oh wait I can't use shit can I? Oh fuck I said it again! Aw shit aw fuck-
