Page 134 of The Menagerie

His phone’s never been slower loading the images, but when it finally does, an excruciating three seconds later, he’s treated to the sight of Mal sinking down onto a long thick dildo. The first pic with the pink tip kissing his hole, and the second with him fully seated down to the realistic balls at the base.

Don’t want you to fuck anyone else. Just me. Just me just me just me.

[MS]i gotta make do too

[MS]silicone can’t fill me up the way you do

The pain of clenching down around himself sears through his lower body, but it’s dulled by the thrumming underneath his skin.

[RC]Jesus that almost made me cum

[MS]good

[MS]want ya to

[MS]get off thinkin bout me

[RC]Send me more

[MS]mov00439.mp4

The position’s different. This time Mal’s on all fours with his ass facing the big wooden headboard. Fucking himself hard and fast back onto the dildo now suction cupped onto it. Curving spine bowing and dipping with his movements that has the heat and breath in Rowan’s chest rising and falling with each one.

Fuuuck.

[RC]You’re so fuckin hot holy shit

[RC]Fuck yourself faster for me

[RC]Wanna be able to hear that headboard cracking against the wall from here

This time, there’s no response, Mal apparently lost in his own world of pleasure. Rowan returns the favor nonetheless, stomach tight but giddy as he films his fist flying over his pink cock, barely able to show any finesse or skill in his desperation to finish the video.

He barely has to open Mal’s video again and scrub to somewhere near the end before he hears the faintest muffled whimper of “Rowan…,” and he’s tumbling over the edge to oblivion.

And when Rowan comes, it’s with Mal’s name pulled from his lips.

Breaths still not yet evened out, he sends the video and a photo of the trail of come streaked from his cock to his chest to Mal. A testament to what he does to him and a glimpse of what he’s been missing while they’re forced to wear condoms.

Two minutes later, he gets one of Mal’s own spent cock and come pooled in the sheets beneath.

[MS]think you just made me see god red

[MS]christ

[MS]send more of that shit next time

[RC]Hell yeah

Five minutes after that, Mal sends a pic of the dent in the wall from his headboard.

AS JUNEmelts into July, Mal finally gives Rowan the all-clear to start barebacking again. The first thing he does is get his tongue in Mal’s hole and his mouth around his cock, the musky taste of him sweetened by the fact that, for now, Mal doesn’t seem to be sleeping with anyone else again.

And when he presses into him bare for the first time in over a month, he doesn’t even care that he lasts half as long as he normally does.

With the way Mal mewls and clenches around him and comes only a heartbeat after Rowan fills him, he doesn’t seem to care either.

THE FIRSTweek in August has the heat rising to sweltering even in the late evening, and Rowan is thankful for the cool air inside Sheila’s diner. By now, Rowan has had every dish on the menu—and some off, thanks to Mal’s connection with Sheila. He decides his favorites are the turkey burger and the tomato soup with grilled cheese.

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