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Ronald and Othello had finally finished working for the day, and it seemed as if the deaths were never-ending. They were equally tired and plopped down straight into the dirty brown couch. Othello leaned over, grabbing the remote and his game controller, and finding himself a comfy seat in his boyfriend's bony lap.
Ronald wasn't paying attention looking more at his phone and scrolling through tik tok like usual. He was so focused on it he didn't notice that Othello had moved closer. His eyes are trying to find something entertaining for 20 seconds. But nothing was catching his attention. When there was a video of a song with an interesting beat. The rest of the video was black with white text saying, 'I'm struggling to have good sex to this song. Can you?' The song's beat was awkward, but Ronald's interest was piqued.
"Hey, Theo." He said.
"What's up?" Othello asked, not turning his head around.
"Nothing. I just wanted to see if you could help me with something."
"Oh yeah, what is it?"
"Well, there's this video making rounds around TikTok. They say you can't have good sex to the beat of this song."
"What's the song called?"
"C-Bat."
"Play it for me."
Ronald played the clip of the song. Othello hummed along, thinking. A smile came across his face when he turned back. "It's actually pretty catchy."
"You think we could have good sex while copying the beat."
"It's worth a shot."
Othello got up from the couch. He stretched his arms out and grabbed Ronald by the hand, pulling him up. He gave him a kiss on the lips before leading him towards the bedroom.
Ronald got his phone hooked up to the Bluetooth speaker and played his usual sexy playlist. The sounds of overused auto-tune and electronic beats played in the background as the men passionately kissed one another.
Othello peeled off Ronald's shirt as they went to bed. He laid on top of him and began kissing his neck. His hand gently pulled at Ronald's pink nipple. Squeezing the little amount of muscle, Ronald had on his chest.
Ronald closed his eyes as he felt his cock getting hard. He then changed the music to the song. "Ready for this?" He asked.
Othello pulled down Ronald's plaid boxers and opened his mouth. He was trying to match his movements to the beat. At first, it was a little exciting, but then the movement got awkward. The way the song had four usually timed beats and one really long one at the end made things weird.
Usually, Othello's blow jobs were excellent. Hell, Ronald would describe them as the best he'd ever had, but this wasn't working out.
"Theo, stop." He said.
Othello stopped looking up at Ronald. "Something wrong?" He asked.
"No... I just don't know if this will work."
Othello looked disappointed. "You wanna try a different position?" He suggested.
"Yeah, let's try that." He agreed.
Othello got up from his knees and onto the bed. He was slowly starting to undress. Ronald sat back, admiring his boyfriend's tanned, slightly chubby body. His eyes were transfixed on Othello's round ass coming out of the baggy slacks he wore all day. He knew why Othello wore baggy clothes, but he always thought his boyfriend's curvier body was cute. The way his thicker legs bounced and the tracing of stretch marks around them. His olive skin revealed the green peach fuzz lining his belly and chest.
He ran his hands over his smooth skin and lightly pinched his dimples. "How about I go down on you, and you see what I mean," Ronald said.
Othello nodded.
Ronald pulled down the green boxer briefs and started the song. Othello's bottom growth was already engorged. He rested his head against the pillow and spread his legs open.
Ronald kneeled between his thighs and started licking to the song's beat, just like Ronald had felt earlier. Othello, too, at first didn't think it was \
terrible, but then going on, the awkward feeling came back. He pondered, 'Was the song too fast? Or was it too slow?'
Either way, he realized that this wasn't working. "I see what you mean, Ron," Othello said.
"It's okay. We can keep trying."
Othello tried thinking of what might be better. "We could try our hands." He suggested.
"Yeah, let's try that."
Othello grasped Ronald's cock and started moving his hand to the beat. Trying his best to make it a little less awkward. It worked somewhat well. But it still didn't feel right. Ronald did agree it felt slightly better than getting head, but this pacing was.
"Yeah, this isn't it either," Ronald said, shaking his head.
"Let me see," Othello said, sitting up and slightly spreading his legs.
Ronald got up and moved closer to the bed. He lifted Othello's leg and slowly inserted his fingers inside his boyfriend's tight hole. He was trying to match the pace of the music as well. Othello's eyes widened, and this felt even worse.
"Stop! Stop. Stop. I taught you better." He said.
"I know. It's the music, I think. Maybe the challenge is right. It's impossible to have good sex while listening to this song." Ronald said.
"Yeah, it's just a weird song to time it to. I can't tell at what pace it wants to go." Othello replied.
"You got a good point. Let me try something else." Ronald said.
"No, not something else. How about we do it the way we normally do it?"
Ronald smiled. "I think I like that better."
He grabbed his phone and changed it to a mix of LFMAO and Ke$ah. He was grabbing onto Othello's ass. The two fell back into ecstasy from the thumping beats. Their tongues intertwined in a way that could only be described as clumsy kids still figuring out how to kiss properly. Something about the lyrics of letting go and enjoying yourself at the moment with the heavy bass and synth tones in the back made these two into animals.
The two only paused when Ke$ah's Die Young came on, and there was that break in the beat where people clapped. Eventually, the night came to an end, and everyone was happy.
"That was much better," Othello said.
"Yeah. Let's not change the music when we have sex." Ronald agreed.