Your at their door. God what now you mumble under your breath. You, Scott and Mitchell have an odd relationship at this point. Friend? Boy friends? Booty call? Maybe even... friends with benefits? Its just a makeout session every now and then, you don't want things getting to serious between you and one of them, considering their little thing. If you can call if that. Starbucks in hand you wait outside their shared apartment door but dont hear any noise within. Your at the stage to let your self in right? Wait maybe they don't like guests unannounced. Fuck it, your going in. Both of thoes boys lips are irresistible. A makeout session isn't a bad idea at the moment. You walk in. Everything is dark. Damn could theybeat rehearsal? You notice a light coming from down the hallway, hey maybe not. you hear faint groaning... I wonder what could that be. But isnt it obvious. As you tiptoe closer to Mitches bedroom the noises get louder, standing outside of the door is even to much. The sounds Mitch makes will make anyone weak in the knees. But damn hes never moaned so much just making out. Soon the unlit halfway gets to eerie and the sheer curiosity alone makes you do something quite bold, you open the bedroom door and there it is... All of it.
Mitchs cock down scotts throat dripping with spit, his right-hand holding firm to the back of Scotts neck and the other slowly tracing up and his own chest with just his finger tips. Eyes closed mouth open he didn't even see you open the door and Scott is oblivious, obviously quite contently occupied with the job at hand. Or I guess you could say mouth. You yourself are frozen, you dont walk into something that arousing every day. It felt like you'd been staring for ages until you finally snapped out of it when Mitch let out another loud moan sending warm tingles throughout your body. God every sound that came out of that mouth was a masterpiece. You clear your throat "ahem um... excuse me..." You need to speak up "Um Guys!"
"Shit!" Scott exclaimed only it came out muffled by Mitchs hard cock. Mitch was still. In the moment. He didn't want to stop.
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Scomiche (naughty blips)
De TodoOne shots of Scott and Mitch (Maybe some other stuff idk what the future holds) (defiantly R rated)
