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Gun's hips slammed forward with relentless force, his thick cock buried deep inside Goo's tight ass, stretching him wide with every brutal thrust. Sweat slicked their bodies as they moved together on the rumpled sheets, Goo's fingers digging into the mattress while Gun gripped his waist, pulling him back onto his length. Goo's breaths came in sharp gasps, his own dick hard and leaking against his stomach, untouched but throbbing from the friction alone.
The sudden trill of Goo's phone shattered the rhythm, vibrating insistently on the nightstand. Goo tensed, his eyes flicking toward it, but Gun didn't stop, didn't even slow down. Instead, he leaned over Goo's back, his chest pressing hot against Goo's skin, and snatched the device with one hand while keeping the other firm on Goo's hip.
"Answer it." Gun growled low in Goo's ear, his voice rough with lust. He punctuated the command with a deep, grinding roll of his hips, his cock hitting that spot inside Goo that made stars burst behind his eyelids.
Goo shook his head weakly, biting his lip to stifle a moan. "Gun.. no, fuck. I can't-"
But Gun was already thrusting the phone into Goo's hand, the screen lighting up with Samuel's name. "Do it. Now." His free hand slid around to wrap around Goo's throat, not squeezing hard, just enough to hold him in place as he picked up the pace, pounding into him harder.
Goo's hand trembled as he swiped to accept the call, bringing the phone to his ear. "H-hey, Samuel." he managed, his voice strained, trying to sound casual even as Gun's cock dragged out slowly and slammed back in, making his body jolt.
"Goo? You okay, man? You sound out of breath." Samuel's voice came through clear and concerned, the familiar tone cutting through the haze of pleasure-pain.
Goo swallowed hard, forcing a laugh that came out more like a wheeze. "Yeah, just- just working out a bit. What's up?" Gun's hand on his throat tightened slightly, and he felt teeth graze his shoulder before a sharp bite followed, the sting sending a fresh wave of heat through him. Gun's thrusts grew deliberate, each one pulling almost all the way out before shoving back in deep, the wet slap of skin on skin echoing faintly in the room.
Samuel paused. "Working out? At this hour? Listen, I need to talk about that project deadline for the crews- wait, are you sure you're alright? That didn't sound like.."
Goo's grip on the phone whitened as Gun reached down with his other hand, wrapping around Goo's neglected cock and stroking it roughly, thumb circling the slick head. An involuntary whimper escaped Goo's lips, high and needy, before he could clamp it down. "I'm f-fine, really. Deadline's.. ah- still on track." The word dissolved into a gasp as Gun twisted his wrist on the upstroke, his cock pulsing inside Goo's ass, the pressure building unbearably.
"Goo, what the hell? That noise.. you're not alone, are you?" Samuel's voice sharpened, suspicion creeping in. In the background, Goo could hear the faint rustle of movement, like Samuel shifting in his chair.
Gun chuckled darkly against Goo's neck, his breath hot as he nipped at the skin there. He didn't let up, fucking into Goo with short, sharp jabs now, each one forcing Goo's body to rock forward. Goo's free hand clawed at the sheets, his composure crumbling as pleasure coiled tight in his gut. "Samuel, it's nothing, I swear- oh god.."
The moan slipped out raw and unfiltered, Goo's hips bucking back involuntarily onto Gun's cock just as Gun squeezed his throat a fraction tighter, his strokes on Goo's dick turning punishingly fast. The phone nearly slipped from Goo's fingers, but he caught it, panting into the receiver.
"Goo? What the fuck is going on? Is someone there with you? Talk to me!" Samuel's tone was urgent now, laced with worry and something sharper, jealousy? Confusion? It was obvious he could hear the heavy breathing, the muffled thuds, the way Goo's voice kept breaking.
Gun's lips curved into a smirk Goo couldn't see but could feel in the way he pressed closer, his chest heaving against Goo's back. He released Goo's throat only to grab his hair, yanking his head back slightly as he drove in deep one more time, grinding against him. "Tell him." Gun whispered, loud enough for the phone to pick up the rumble. "Tell him how good it feels."
Goo's eyes squeezed shut, a broken groan tearing from his throat as his body betrayed him completely, clenching around Gun's cock. "Samuel, I.. fuck, I can't- I'm getting fucked right now, okay? Gun's.. he's inside me, and I can't stop.. ah!" The confession tumbled out in a rush, punctuated by another thrust that had Goo spilling over Gun's hand, hot cum streaking his stomach as waves of release crashed through him.
There was dead silence on the line for a beat, then Samuel's voice, hoarse and stunned. "You're.. what? Gun? As in, the Gun?! holy shit, Goo. Are you serious?"
Gun laughed outright then, pulling out just enough to flip Goo onto his back, phone still clutched in Goo's limp hand. He shoved Goo's thighs apart and slid back in with one smooth motion, watching Goo's face contort in overstimulation. "Yeah, he's serious." Gun said, leaning down to claim Goo's mouth in a messy kiss before pulling back to speak into the phone. "He's taking my cock so well, Samuel. You should see him, or jealous that you can't fuck Jake.. His face all flushed, ass clenching around me like he never wants me to stop."
Goo's cheeks burned, but he couldn't deny the thrill, his body arching up to meet Gun's renewed thrusts. Samuel's breathing quickened on the other end, a mix of shock, jealousy and reluctant arousal filtering through. "I, fuck you Gun.. but seriously guys. This is messed up. But, don't stop on my account. Just.. tell me more."
Gun grinned wickedly, his pace picking up again, the bed creaking under them as he fucked Goo harder, making sure every sound carried through the speaker.
After what felt like hours, Gun and Goo fucked and Samuel jerked off, but Jake he was at the door, stunned, his gaze intense, and his body hot with arousal.
Jake doesn't say anything, he just walks away with a grin.