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"I am not saying Bob Bob is a shit dispatcher. Well, it is debatable. I’m just saying, I can’t understand how that man manages to always sound like he is on the verge of quitting his dead-end job after thirty years. Would it hurt to lighten the fuck up?"
Chad kicked off his shoes before entering his apartment, Herman close behind him. The weather in LA had been close to scorching recently, so even the walking water dispenser could wear street clothes without drenching everything within a five-foot radius. Well, unless Flambae managed to rile him up enough.
"Uhh…"
"And then he has the balls to tell me that I need to improve my public speaking skills. Me." Chad paused when he didn’t receive an answer, turning around to look at the taller man. Herm was fiddling with his oversized shirt, attempting to keep the wet fabric from sticking to his chest. Without much success, it seemed.
"Need help?" Chad asked, watching as Herman continued to fiddle with his clothes.
"U-Umm…I— Do…Do you r-remember what you said about…a-about my s-suit?”
“That it’s ugly? I didn’t think you actually heard that.” Chad didn’t even bother sounding apologetic.
“N-No," there was a faint hint of frustration lacing his voice, "About how you would…might bu—buy me s-something else.”
Chad paused, trying to remember every little stupid remark he had ever made about the ugly thing. There had been a lot. Perhaps too many. Then he visualized the wetsuit and decided that, actually, he probably hadn’t made enough.
“R-Robert’s des—desk,” Herm added, trying to jog the older man’s memory.
Suddenly, the words flooded back to him, and Chad turned around, eyes widening as he realized why the taller man had been fidgeting with his clothes all morning.
“No…” Chad slowly sauntered in the younger man’s direction, his eyes darting over Herman’s form, hidden underneath the loose clothes as he did. "No fucking way."
“Y-yes,” Herman countered, that shy smile bordering on mischievous driving Chad crazy.
He could feel his fingers heating up as the older man slowly let his hands wander underneath the wet shirt, making sure he didn’t spoil the surprise by lifting up the shirt too much. The nylon fabric felt wet in his hands, twisting as Chad pinched Herm’s right nipple, causing the younger man to moan against his shoulder. The sound so close to Chad’s ear caused the former villain to shudder, his dick beginning to beg for attention as he continued to play with Herman’s nipples.
“How the fuck did you remain a virgin with a sex drive like this?" Chad’s question was underlined by his thigh moving between Waterboy’s legs, giving him just enough leeway to hump his thigh, without being enough to bring his horny puppy over the edge. As expected, Herm immediately began to grind his hardening dick against Chad’s thigh, the shirt riding higher with every desperate thrust of his hips.
Finally, the older man pulled the shirt off, his hands stilling as he took his time enjoying the view. The black bikini top was hugging Herm’s chest, pulled taut so that the fabric barely covered his nipples. The water was running down his chest as if he had just gotten out of the pool. Chad let his nails drag over the sensitive pecs, enjoying the way Herm shuddered under his touch.
Water sizzled underneath his fingers, the fabric stretching as Chad pulled it back enough to reveal one of his pink nipples, erect and just waiting to be touched.
"Since we’re talking about surprises," the older hero mused, watching as the taller man cocked his head to the side, eyeing him curiously. "I have one for you too."
"Wh—What?"
He let his mouth drop open, sticking out his tongue long enough for Herm to notice the silver piercing adorning his tongue.
Before he could get another word out, the taller man let his finger slowly slide in his mouth, carefully touching the metal stud, completely captivated. Chad allowed it, slowly letting his tongue dance around the single digit, giving just enough of a show for Herm to get an idea of just how good it would feel wrapped around his leaking dick or playing with his sensitive chest.
Instead of flushing as he usually did, Herm suddenly leaned down, kissing Chad as if his life depended on it. The cool water hit the fiery hero out of the blue, allowing Herman the opportunity to take the upper hand for a chance. Chad enjoyed the hesitant show of dominance, offering the younger man an ounce of control as he lazily toyed with Herm’s tongue, just enough to be called an effort but never too much as to regain the upper hand.
He allowed Herm to explore every inch of his mouth, occasionally swallowing some of the water spilling down his throat as the kiss became messier and messier, the more turned on Herman got. Eventually, Chad needed to pull back to regain his breath. As he dove in for a second round, he let his hands wander down, grabbing Herm’s ass before lifting him off the ground, never breaking the kiss.
He could feel the water running down his arms, Chad’s hands digging deeper into the soft flesh as he struggled to keep Herm from slipping. Given that the younger man was still getting used to calling the shots while making out, it wasn’t a bad thing that carrying Herm kept him distracted. His dick pressed against Herm’s soft ass, straining against his shorts as he carried the taller man into his bedroom, throwing him on the bed. He watched as Herm bounced on the mattress, looking up at him through dazed eyes that were just begging for the older man to fuck him.
Unfortunately for Herman, Chad had other plans for today.
"You know, as much as I love this," he gestured at the way Herm was splayed out over the bed, the bikini top having ridden up his chest enough to reveal one nipple. Before he could continue, his eyes got caught by the high-cut fabric sticking out from underneath the younger man’s shorts. They were digging into his waist and leading down towards the hidden prize like a very sexy treasure map. "Really, really fucking love this. I also love you flailing around like a clueless fish out of water. So I was thinking…"
Chad teasingly let his hands drift down Herm’s sides, taking his time slipping them inside his pants before slowly pushing the shorts further and further down. The black fabric barely kept the younger man’s huge cock contained. He noticed how Herm’s weeping dick created a tent in the thong. It looked as though only one wrong move would make the modest fabric slip. Chad’s face broke out into a predatory grin, excited to find out exactly when it would happen.
His tongue lazily dragged over Herman’s erect nipple, making sure it got caught by the small piercing as he did so. The moans spilling from the younger man were music in his ears as he switched sides, using his other hand to grope his perky ass.
"…th—thinking w-what?" Herm’s question hung heavy in the air, excitement pouring out of every pore of his body alongside the water.
"You’re gonna fuck me today," the former villain announced, slowly crawling up until he plopped down on Herm’s thighs, the dripping water cooling his burning hot skin. A soft sizzle could be heard as their legs touched.
"Wh—N-Now?" Herm squeaked, his eyes widening at the thought, unintentionally drifting down, the water flow increasing rapidly.
Chad could see the younger hero twitch in the thin pants that left nothing to the imagination. The shorter hero palmed himself through his skin-tight pants, moaning far too loud for the amount of friction he actually got out of it. But it was having the desired effect, Herm flushing a deep red as the watery precome continued to drip through the thong. Chad slowly pulled on the stretchy fabric before letting it snap back, causing Herm’s head to fall back in sync.
"Nngh…" He could feel Herman’s thighs flex underneath him, trying desperately to buck up as Chad’s weight continued to pin him down.
"No, next Tuesday. Of fucking course now. I didn’t spend the morning prepping myself just for you to wuss out now." He hooked Herm’s thumbs into the pockets of his jeans, letting Herm aid Chad in wriggling out of the tight fabric, made worse by how drenched they had already become. "Unlike some people, my ass can’t self-lubricate."
"Th—That’s," Herm’s words failed him as Chad could practically see the cogs in his head turning.
"Are you thinking about me working myself open? Fingering myself in the shower while I’m moaning your name? Trying not to come too soon as I fuck my own fist, wishing it was your mouth wrapped around my huge cock?" Chad recounted his morning, slowly stripping off his pants as he talked to Herm, loving the way the redhead hung on to every word. "I was so impatient, wanting you to fuck me all day."
Chad stepped out of his underwear, stroking his cock as he stared down at Herm. The younger man’s hair was slightly ruffled from their make-out session, lips puffy and swollen, occasionally parting open as he took a sharp breath, looking fucked out without any actual penetration. The bikini top had already become untied, hanging around the neck like a very indecent necklace.
"P-Please," Herm begged, his hands beginning to push down his own bottoms before Chad stopped him. "Wh—"
"Nope, that thing stays on." Chad pushed the fabric to the side enough for Herm’s dick to spring free.
It was even more impressive, freed from its restraints, with a slight curve to it and long enough to probably reach all the good spots. The former villain felt his mouth watering, his fingers heating up at the thought of how it would feel to have this monster inside of him. Chad gave Herm’s cock an experimental stroke, elated with the moans escaping the redhead. The water running down his shaft increased with every stroke of his wrist, coating both Chad’s hand and the bedsheets in his watery fluids.
The older man startled when he felt cold hands wrapping around his ass, just resting there as pleading puppy eyes looked up at him. "C-Can I? Please?"
He wasn’t quite sure what Herm was asking for, but far be it from Chad to pass on an opportunity to get groped. He grinned, slowly pushing his ass back enough for the taller hero to get the hint. The wet hands massaging his ass became bolder with every move, a finger experimentally prodding his hole, causing Chad to groan as he ground down on it.
That seemed to be all the permission Herm needed to start opening him up properly. Even after spending an hour in the shower, Chad could feel just how tight he still remained. The younger hero seemed unbothered by it, taking his time to slowly work him open. The unfamiliar stretch soon turned into the desperate urge to be filled properly, fingers no longer being enough as Chad pushed back against the four fingers already inside him, shamelessly moaning with every thrust.
"Hah, you…" Chad stared back down into those huge, open eyes, his body burning as he tried to put his frustrations into words. The water was gushing out of Herm, his hair sticking to his forehead, eyebrows scrunched in concentration. Flambae wanted nothing more than to lean down and lick every single waterdrop off his face before coating it with his own cum.
"A-Are you okay?" Herm asked, his huge cock angrily weeping with the neglect it was being put through. Chad stared down at the weeping dick, his own hard-on twitching at the sight. Fuck, he wanted to make the other man scream.
"I’m gonna impale myself on your monster cock, and you are going to take it like the good boy you are." He lined himself up with those words, dropping down without warning.
It had been some time since he’d last bottomed for anyone.
Chad had almost forgotten just how good it felt to be stuffed to the brim, feeling the warmth of another person inside him as his ass stretched to accommodate this huge dick. A groan escaped his throat, underlined by Herm’s own whine, his shaking fingers grasping the sheets for some sort of support.
The shorter hero gave him a second to adjust to the feeling before he lifted himself up, waiting until Herm was looking at him before dropping back down. The effect was immediate, pleasure chasing through his body as he felt Herm hit that one spot inside him. The fabric of the bikini dug into his thighs as Chad repeated the motion, slowly finding a steady rhythm, as he used Herm’s huge dick to get himself off.
It was unfamiliar, feeling the water spilling out of the younger hero’s dick coat his insides, making the entire thing more slippery with every single thrust. His own cock bopped against his stomach, remaining ignored as Chad tried to coax more sounds out of Herm.
"Hah…th—that…nngh…" With every single thrust, he could feel the redhead getting closer, those moans becoming more desperate, and those whines rising in pitch as he lifted himself before dropping back down. It sent sparks through him as Herm’s cock hit that spot inside him, making Chad groan through gritted teeth.
"So good," he cooed, his own cock dripping precome all over Herm’s sweaty body, mixing with the water drops running down his skin. "You are being so good for me."
His own sweat was beginning to run down his back, thighs burning with every thrust. Suddenly, fingers grasped his sides, and Herm began to move back against him, hips desperately thrusting up despite Chad’s weight still pinning him down. Against all expectations, Chad could feel himself being lifted up just enough to drive Herm’s cock even deeper, making him moan with the feeling of being stuffed even more than he had thought possible.
"I—" Herm began, unable to bring out another word as Chad leaned down to capture his mouth in a heated kiss. Besides, it wasn’t as if he was going to say anything Chad didn’t already know. He could feel that Herm was on the verge of coming, his thrusts growing more desperate with every move. He swallowed every moan spilling out of the younger hero’s throat before he leaned back enough to stare at those grey eyes.
"Come," he ordered, and apparently that was all Herm needed before he emptied himself inside Chad. The feeling was odd, his ass going from full to stuffed to the fucking brim as every twitch of Herman’s dick filled him with more watery come, most of it already beginning to drip out of him before Herm had even grown fully soft. "Good boy."
The praise caused Herm’s dick to twitch again in interest, and Chad huffed a laugh before he could help himself, causing some more cum to drip out of him.
It was hot, and he couldn’t stifle a groan as he finally lifted himself off Herm’s softening dick. Chad’s own cock was still painfully hard, just on the brink of coming with the sight before him, staring at Herm’s flushed face, those abused lips parted with soft gasps spilling from them with every breath. The black bikini was a nice contrast against Herm’s blushing complexion. His thong pushed enough to the side to reveal the taller hero’s wet hole.
"Should have known I wasn’t the only one who came prepared," Chad joked.
He let his fingers drift up Herm’s thigh before he slipped two fingers into the still overstimulated hero, smirking as a strangled moan escaped Herm. He watched enraptured as the younger man’s body immediately accepted his digits, his trained hole gaping with the water dripping out of it. It was an invitation Chad wasn’t strong enough to resist, his dick twitching at the sight.
As he lined himself up, he looked up at the redhead, an eyebrow raised in a silent question. Herm nodded in agreement, eyes still dazed from his previous orgasm, before he quietly added: "P-Please."
That was all the permission he needed before Chad buried himself in the younger man, groaning at the way Herm clenched up around his hard dock.
He didn’t give the taller man a second to adjust, beginning to fuck him properly as weak moans and whines escaped Herm. Chad himself was far too strung up, so close to coming with every single noise that escaped the redhead, feeling how some of the cum was still dripping out of his abused hole. The sensation proved too much, and he emptied himself with a groan inside Herm. The sound mixed with Herm’s own whine, creating a noise so filthy it would be called too much in even the cheapest of pornos.
"Fuck," Chad cursed as he pulled back out, his muscles beginning to protest the abuse as he stared at the black bikini they had ruined.
"Y-Yeah," Herm agreed, his blush deepening when the older hero scooped up some of the cum spilling out of him. The motion seemed to have made the redhead realize where they were, and he sat up, almost colliding with Chad’s chest in the process. "Oh…Th—The bed, shit."
Chad grinned, the curse sounding so wrong when it came from Herm. He hooked an arm over Herm’s chest, pushing him back down as Chad dropped himself onto the wet sheets, his protesting muscles finally allowed to catch a break. "I’ll wash them later."
"N-No, I— I’ll do it now, I…" Herm struggled against the shorter hero in vain, finally giving up to stare at Chad, puppy eyes tugging on his heartstrings.
"Later," the former villain repeated, snapping the waistband of the drenched bikini. "After a second round."