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The rain was slamming against the roof of his car. He waited at a stoplight, the red light taking forever to change.
The same way his shift felt, never-ending, slow passing.
The calmness never lasting.
Strong gusts of wind hit the trees as he drove, branches falling onto people’s yards, rain pooling into the potholes.
Passing through the puddles, splashing the ground even more. He passed his normal turn, going further down the line, heading to somewhere else, somewhere safer.
He normally gave Jack a heads up before heading over, his mind too overwhelmed with the possibility of being turned away. He had a key to his house, Jack had told him to use it whenever.
The sky was already dark when he left the hospital, the weather just worsening as it fell into the night. He didn’t want to go home to an empty house, he didn’t want to be left alone with all his thoughts. He knew one place where he could be taken care of, not just a place but a person to help ease his mind.
His house wasn’t too much further, a couple more turns, a few more minutes before he could be at peace.
A breath of relief left his lungs as he pulled into the driveway. He saw the dim lights and the TV glow through the curtains. Jack’s vehicle must have been parked in his garage, the man doesn’t typically leave anything on if he isn’t home.
Robby put his car in park and turned the engine off. He grabbed his bag, threw his jacket’s hood up before pulling his keys out of the ignition.
A last harsh breath was inhaled before throwing the door open and hopping out. He shut his door, locking it, running up onto Jack’s porch.
There was no point in bothering with knocking, he used his key, slipping inside, waiting to see if Jack was sitting on his couch.
“Hello? Is that you Mike?” He heard. His shoulders relaxed, the tension already fading.
Robby didn’t answer, just quietly took off his boots and jacket, hanging them up on the hook followed by his bag. He heard Jack’s crutches against the hardwood floors, his eyes finally drifting to the other man.
Jack could tell automatically that Robby was in distress, they’ve none each other for so long that most things were obvious to one another.
The way Robby’s face was seconds away from crumbling, how his shoulders were still tense, how he was fiddling with the strings of his fleece. Jack knew what Robby needed, he always knew what he needed.
“Rough day, Brother?” Jack questioned, his tone soft.
There was no verbal reply, just a soft nod. Robby looked at him, instead of gazing off. He didn’t want to decide what he had to do next, having made all those decisions all day long non-stop.
“Go shower, you know where everything is. I’ll wait down here for you.” Jack made the decision for him, directing him to go get cleaned up, to use his soap and wear his clean clothes.
It wasn’t a foreign concept, having Robby use his things, having Robby show up unannounced. They’ve had this situation established for years, keeping it quiet from others, enjoying the privacy and anonymity, not having to explain their needs to others.
Steam filled the bathroom, the fan blowing from the ceiling, water streaming down from the shower head. Robby sat on the chair, using Jack’s ensuite bathroom. The hot water soothing his tensing muscles, his skin reddening from the heat.
He reached for the soap from the shower caddy, grabbing the scrub that Jack had bought for him, smearing it with soap. He washed the hospital smell off his body, removing it from the wretched place.
He got out just as quickly as he got in, wanting to be with Jack, wanting the other man to make him forget what just happened, what he had just experienced.
The soft material of Jack’s old army sweater and baggy sweatpants eased him just a little more, getting closer to knowing that Jack was waiting for his return.
Inching down the familiar hall, the lights dimmed just like before, the TV glowing onto Jack’s face as he took a sip of his beer.
He wanted his mind cleared, his mind off of what he just witnessed in the past 13 hours. He wanted to only think about how good the other man makes him feel.
Jack gave him a soft smile, patting the cushion next to him, inviting him into his space.
He sat himself down, right next to Jack, sliding against his side, resting his head on his shoulder.
The other man’s hand rubbed his side, his eyes never leaving the TV screen, letting Robby get comfortable in his hold. His hands drifted to the brown hair near the back of his neck, his fingers grazing the skin softly.
“Hmm, Mikey? You have a bad day?” Jack’s voice broke the quiet, he felt Robby nod against his shoulder.
“Y-yes,” Robby hushed, leaning into Jack's hold as his hands ran through his hair. Jack leaned over, pressing a soft kiss to his forehead.
“You want me to help take care of it? Take your mind off everything?” Jack questioned. He already knew the answer, he just wanted Robby to say it. To tell him to help him, to stuff his mouth, to fill his hole, to use him as he pleased.
“Please,” Robby begged, breath hitching as Jack’s fingers scratched his scalp.
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The soft bedding crumpled underneath his weight, he sat against the headboard waiting for Jack.
The room was dim, only a soft light was emitted from the lamp on the nightstand.
He watched Jack enter the room, holding a water bottle, using his crutches to get around.
Jack set the bottle down on the nightstand, his crutches next before getting beside him on the mattress.
The man’s calloused fingers gently touched his exposed wrist, rubbing over his pulse, waiting and watching to see how he’d react. Robby gave him a soft nod, letting him know he was ready, that he wanted more.
Jack inched towards him, hovering over his body, placing a soft kiss on his neck, his jaw and finally his lips.
Robby’s soft whimpers filled the room, being needy for Jack.
Jack kissed him slowly, controlling how the kiss went. He slowly edged him on, letting the tension build up, the frustration, the neediness.
He felt Jack’s tongue push against his lips, he parted his lips, letting the man into his warm mouth. He moaned softly as the other's tongue explored his mouth. Their tongues touched, lapping in each other’s mouths.
Soft pants escaped Robby’s mouth, spit coating both their lips as it grew messy. Jack kissed his top lip, his tongue brushing against the skin, his spit coating the outside of his mouth onto his beard.
His cock was growing hard in his underwear and sweats, slowly leaking his precum, dampening the fabric.
Robby’s hands gripped Jack’s curls, pulling him closer to him. He pushed his own tongue inside of Jack’s mouth, Jack pulling back to suck on it, wringing out a soft moan.
Warm hands had made their way into his sweater, feeling them slide against his stomach, inching towards his nipples. Jack’s fingers pinched both nipples, twisting them. Robby moaned into the kiss, his hips bucking upwards, “Please, Jackie. More,” Robby was panting, he wanted- no needed more. His mind was finally starting to drift away from that hospital.
“What is it, baby?” Jack pulled back from the kiss, a string of spit attached to their lips. Jack kissed along his jaw, going down his neck, sucking on his pulse point when he heard the gasp. He sucked on the skin, twisting his nipples, getting Robby to moan his name softly.
“Mikey, you gotta use your words. Be a good boy for me,” Jack whispered in his ear, taking the skin in his mouth.
His cock was straining under all the fabric, a wet spot forming against the front of the pants, his whines filled the room as Jack toyed with him.
“Your cock. Please? Can I have it? I’ll be good, please Jackie? In my mouth,” Robby whimpered as Jack toyed with his nipples, bunching his shirt up, before taking them into his mouth.
Robby could feel Jack’s hard cock against his thigh. Jack bit down on his hard nipple, lifting his head to see how dishevelled he was.
“That’s what you want baby? My cock? Of course you do, you’re just a needy little cockslut,” Jack cooed.
Robby whimpered at his words, feeling his cock leak even more.
The other man’s touch disappeared, emitting a soft whine from Robby. He watched as Jack backed up, moving into a different position on the bed, looking at Robby like he was waiting for something.
“I thought you were going to be a good boy? Come on now, make yourself useful and suck my cock, Mikey. Don’t make me say it again.” Jack taunted him, a smirk plastered on his face as he looked over at him.
He moved away from all the soft pillows, moving in front of Jack who now took his spot. He looked up at Jack, licking his lips in anticipation, waiting for him to give him the go ahead of pulling out his cock.
The second Jack gave him a nod towards his cock, Robby pulled down the man’s underwear and pants in one swift motion. Jack helped him by lifting his hips. Robby tossed the items onto the floor, finally getting into a more comfortable position to suck the man’s cock.
He lay on his stomach, arms resting on Jack’s thighs. He hadn’t even realized he was drooling, not until Jack let out a menacing laugh. “Look at you Mikey, so cock hungry that you are drooling everywhere. So pathetic.”
Robby’s mouth dripped spit onto the man’s cock as he opened his mouth inching towards it. He wrapped his mouth around Jack’s cock, moaning at the taste, at the feeling of finally having something in his mouth.
Jack groaned at the feeling, his hands going into Robby’s hair, gripping his brown hair. “Go on baby, show me how useful your mouth is.”
Robby took his full length down his throat, letting the cock feel heavy on his tongue. He bobbed his head up and down, hollowing out his cheeks, rubbing his tongue along the side of the cock.
He loved sucking Jack’s cock, he loved the feeling of it against his tongue, he loved the girth and the length of it. He loved having his face pushed into Jack’s neatly trimmed pubes. He can’t ever get enough of it, he craves it, and only Jack’s.
He would stop from time to time at the top, sucking Jack’s sensitive tip, letting even more drool pool out of his mouth, coating his cock, and his own lips. His beard was covered in spit and precum, Jack thought the sight was nasty, making him even harder.
“Look at you, my good boy. Keep going, baby. I know how much you like sucking cock. Come on, make me cum with that filthy mouth of yours,” Jack moaned, Robby’s hands had made it to his balls and he continued to suck his cock, inching him towards an orgasm.
He started to fuck into Robby’s mouth, chasing his orgasm, feeling Robby moaning at the motions, enjoying the feeling of having his mouth fucked. “That’s it baby, f-fuck. I’m gonna cum,” Jack grunted. His hips kept going, and Robby’s mouth not relenting, finally coming down his throat.
Robby moaned loudly when he felt the cum hit the back of his throat, sucking all of it up, swallowing it with a soft moan before pulling off of Jack’s cock. He licked the man’s softening cock, looking up at Jack before licking his lips picking up the rest of the cum, not wanting to waste any of it.
Jack gripped his hair, roughly pulling his up to his face. He kissed Robby aggressively, tasting himself, biting down on Robby’s lips slipping his tongue inside. They kissed mercilessly, letting Robby grow needier, reducing him down to loud moans and whimpers.
“Jackie, please. I need you to fuck me. I need your cock deep inside me,” Robby begged, his gaze dropping down to Jack’s hardening cock.
Jack smirked at him, pulling Robby against his chest, rolling them so they swapped positions.
Jack pulled his own shirt off before tending to Robby, leaving him fully naked. He looked at Robby who was slumped against all his bed pillows, looking so desperate. “Oh, look at that. You got my clothes all dirty,” Jack snickered, as he gripped Robby’s hard cock through his clothes.
“A-ah, F-fuck. Please Jackie, it hurts so bad, I need you,” Robby moaned, resisting the urge to buck his hips against Jack’s hands.
“Oh, baby, I know you do. You turned up on my porch and into my house just so I could fuck you, huh?” Jack’s grip tightened on his cock, drawing even more moans from Robby, watching as his eyes watered from the pleasure.
Jack tugged on Robby’s sweater, getting him to lift his arms to help take it off. He pulled down Robby’s pants, taking the underwear with them, getting to see Robby fully naked and horny in his bed. “Look at you, so pathetic,” Jack said as his finger gazed over Robby’s pink leaking tip.
“Mhm, please, Jackie. Please touch me,” Robby begged, tears starting to pool in the corners of his big brown eyes. “Be patient, Mikey,” Jack slapped his inner thigh, warning him to behave. He knew that Jack didn’t like when he misbehaved, he knew if he kept whining Jack would stop and leave him there, all hard and leaking.
“Spread your legs wide, I want to see you. Show me your hole, baby.” Jack instructed him. He obeyed instantly, showing his most intimate parts, letting Jack have a clear view of his pink hole.
Jack lay down, putting his arms under Robby’s legs, brining Robby’s hole to his face. Robby held his legs wide and up, knowing what Jack was about to do.
Jack broke the distance between him and Robby’s hole, licking his rim. “A-ah,” Robby’s soft little moans and pants filled the room.
Robby was finally getting blissed out, the hospital moving further away from his mind as pleasure filled his body.
Spit hit his hole, shuttering at the sensation, feeling Jack push his tongue in. “A-ah Jackie, feels so good,” Robby purred as Jack fucked his tongue in and out of him. He could feel his cock dribble as more precum leaked out of him, his own mouth dripping as it hung up from all the moans he let out.
It felt so good to have Jack take him apart like this, to have someone he can trust to take care of his needs, to not question him when he shows up unannounced, already knowing what he needs.
As Robby’s breathy moans filled the room, he gripped the pillows to his sides, not being able to hold his legs anymore, the pleasure growing to be too much. Jack slipped a finger in, coating it with his own spit, watching it easily slip into Robby’s hole.
He brushed Robby’s prostate continuously, making Robby moan in desperation. “Being so good for me, baby.” Jack hushed, pushing a second finger in and kissing the side of Robby's plush thigh.
“I want to be good for you, Jackie.” Robby sobbed as Jack thrusted his fingers in and out, just lightly touching his prostate. Jack could feel Robby trembling in his hold, getting closer and closer to a cloudy mind.
“I know baby, you’re my good boy. My perfect boy,” Jack kissed his thighs again, adding a third finger, kissing his way up to his balls.
Robby moaned, tears streaming down his eyes from the pleasure, letting Jack take control of the situation, doing as he pleased with him.
Jack finally hit his prostate, licking up his cock, tasting the precum that had dripped down, groaning at the salty taste of his sweet Michael.
He kept his fingers at a brutal pace, bringing Robby closer and closer to his climax. He let Robby squirm in his hold, not easing up until he knew Robby was about to cum, stopping all movements and removing his fingers.
“W-wha,” Robby sobbed, he was so close to cuming, his pink tip throbbing from the need to release.
“Poor baby, thought he was going to cum so soon?” Jack taunted him, tapping his thigh. Robby cried from the denial, pouting at Jack’s mean antic.
“Oh, Jackie,” Robby sobbed, as he bucked his hips up to Jack’s chest seeking friction.
“None of that, come on. Roll over.” Jack instructed, slapping Robby’s thigh.
He got Robby onto his hands and knees, getting him to get comfortable before starting. Jack reached over to his bedside table, grabbing the lube from the drawer.
Jack pressed kisses to Robby’s shoulders, inching down his back slowly, as one of his hands kneaded Robby’s ass. “You ok baby?” Jack asked, making sure Robby was still ok and that he hadn’t drifted off too far.
“Y-yes,” Robby said softly, pushing his ass up for Jack. Jack leaned over and kissed Robby’s cheek, turning his face towards him to kiss his lips. Kissing him softly, pushing his tongue inside to brush their tongues against each other.
As they kissed, Jack coated his cock heavy with lube, pushing in as he deepened the kiss. Feeling Robby’s breath against their open mouths as he moaned loudly at the intrusion. “That’s it baby, let me hear how loud you are,” Jack groaned into their kiss.
They kept kissing as Jack thrusted into Robby. Jack’s pace was slow, his thrusts were hard, but he inched out painfully slow.
He pulled back once Robby was panting into the kiss, not able to keep going as pleasure built through his body.
He stabilized himself by gripping onto Robby’s hips, quickening his pace, fucking hard and deep into Robby.
“Oh, F-fuck, Jackie,” Robby groaned as Jack hit his prostate. Jack's pelvis met Robby’s ass with loud claps, Robby moaning with each thrust.
Robby’s face was smushed in the pillows drool soaking the fabric. It was getting hot and wet, just like always, needing something in his mouth.
As Jack fucked into him, he reached for the underwear Robby soaked with his precum, shoving the cloth into Robby’s mouth.
“You’re so messy, baby. So filthy, I have to stuff all your holes.” Robby moaned loudly around the fabric, loving the way Jack degrades him.
His mind was consumed only by the thoughts of Jack and being good for him. Just like Jack promised, he is taking care of his problems.
Jack could see Robby’s precum leaking down his thighs, along with lube and spit, seeing that the man was inching towards another orgasm. Jack knew he’d need to keep edging Robby, let his mind fully drift away leaving him pliant in his arms.
“Uh-f-fuck, Jackie. M so close, gonna,” that’s all Robby said with the underwear muffling his words, before Jack pulled out, stripping him of another orgasm.
Robby sobbed as Jack stopped, all the pleasure he was feeling gone and another orgasm denied, leaving him throbbing. “Shh, baby. It’s ok, you’re ok.” Jack pressed soft kisses on Robby's back, tapping his ass to get him to move. “Lay on your back baby.”
Tears streamed down Robby’s face, Jack pulled out the underwear, pulling Robby into a kiss as he rolled onto his back.
Jack was placed between his legs, pulling Robby closer, shoving his cock in with no warning. Robby moaned, arching his back, eyes watering as Jack hit his prostate.
Jack bent Robby, having Robby’s legs over his shoulders, pushing deeper inside. “So pretty, baby,” Jack cooed before his pace quickened.
He leaned forward, reaching deeper inside of Robby, pulling his nipple into his mouth, feeling Robby wither in his hold. “F-fuck,” Robby whimpered, feeling his cock drip once more.
Robby’s whole body was flushed, pleasure running through his long frame. Jack bit down on Robby’s peck, leaving a bruise as he pulled back.
“That feels good, doesn’t it Mikey?” Jack smirked, he sucked his pecks as he thrusted in and out of him.
“Mhmm,” Robby moaned, letting Jack bend him even more to reach deeper and harder.
Jack leaned back, removing his mouth from Robby’s chest, reaching his hand to grab Robby’s neglected cock.
“A-ah,” Robby hissed at the feeling, his cock not having been touched. Jack brought his other hand to Robby’s mouth collecting the spit around his mouth, pushing his finger inside. Robby sucked his fingers, coating them. He moaned as Jack pressed down on his tongue, whining as they left his mouth.
“Good boy,” Jack grunted, his hand wrapping around Robby’s cock. He stroked the man’s cock and he fucked into his hole, his now free hand going to Robby’s mouth, needing something to suck on to help with his drooling.
“There baby, maybe this will help with the mess you make,” Jack’s fist quickening, watching Robby arch his back and moan as they fucked.
“Jackie, feels so good,” Robby moaned around Jack’s fingers. His orgasm growing closer each time Jack thrusted into him.
“I know baby. My sweet boy just wants to cum.” Jack’s voice had no ounce of empathy, he knew he was going to deny Robby another orgasm, he knew he had to push Robby just once more.
“F-fuck, I can’t,” Robby moaned, just as he finished his sentence Jack released his cock and pulled out. “N-no, no,” Robby cried around Jack’s fingers.
“Jackie, please, I need to. It hurts, please Jackie. Haven’t I been good?” Robby pleaded, needing a release more than ever now, all the thoughts of the hospital long gone.
“Don’t you trust me, baby? You’ll get to come, be patient. I can stop right now if you want. I can stop and leave you here,” Jack’s voice was firm, he looked down at Robby, seeing tears spill.
Seeing how Robby’s orgasm was gone, needing to build him up once again. Jack slammed into him with no warning, pulling Robby’s hips up higher. “F-fuck, yes Jackie.”
Jack leaned down and kissed Robby as he fucked into him hard. He felt precum dribbled down Robby’s cock, against his stomach, his happy trail damp with the fluid.
Their sweaty bodies pressed against each other, the sounds of their body’s hitting against each other and the sounds leaving their mouths filled the room. Robby’s soft pleas were incoherent, making no sense but showing Jack how deep in pleasure he was. “Sounds so pretty Mikey,” Jack panted into Robby’s mouth. His own orgasm inching closer.
Jack’s arm balanced him as he fucked into Robby who was bent in half, Robby’s own arms spreading his legs wide open, letting Jack get deep inside.
Jack brought a hand to Robby’s cock, stroking it. “You can cum this time baby. You’ve done so good. My perfect boy,” Jack moaned against his lips, biting down.
“M so close Jackie, please keep going. I can’t anymore, I'm gonna,” Robby moaned. Their lips feathered against each other, the grunts and groans filled the room. Robby came first, coating his chest and chin from how much denial he went through.
Jack kept fucking him through his orgasm, chasing his own. Robby had tensed, squeezing his cock, finally helping him reach his orgasm.
Robby’s vision went white when he finally climaxed, his whole body shaking, catching his breath feeling Jack’s cum fill him up.
Jack fell forward, lying on Robby’s folded body, waiting for both of them to catch their breaths. “Fuck, Mikey,” Jack chuckled, seeing the mess that Robby made on himself, slowly inching off his body.
Jack collected up Robby’s cum with his fingers, looking over at Robby’s face seeing how Robby’s face was dazed. “Open baby, clean up your mess,” Jack pushed his fingers into Robby’s mouth, feeling Robby’s tongue lap up the cum.
Robby moaned tasting himself, sucking the man’s fingers clean.
He could feel Jack’s cum dribble out of his hole whenever he moved. He loved the feeling of being stuffed full, he loved having his holes filled with Jack’s cum. “That’s it baby, so good” Jack pressed a soft kiss to Robby’s forehead, slowly pulling his fingers and cock out of Robby.
Robby was fucked out of his mind, his eyes drooped as Jack moved around, grabbing the water bottle.
“Here, baby,” Jack pushed the bottle to Robby’s lips, getting him to sip some water before he fell asleep.
“Thank you, Jackie,” Robby hummed, slowly falling asleep.
Jack cleaned both of them up before he turned the light off and slipped into bed, pulling Robby against his chest.