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When Robby comes home from a long shift, sometimes Dennis will already be waiting at the door like a dog. He knows the traffic at this time of day, he knows Robby will get home sometime between 9:00 and 9:07.
9:10 rolls around and Dennis is worrying his lip between his teeth. He paces by the door and glances up every few steps like it’ll magically swing open to reveal his exhausted boyfriend.
His phone lights up from where it sits on the arm of the couch and he instantly runs over to check it.
[ Robby ]
Last minute Trauma, I’m sorry.
Shouldn’t be too long, just gotta do handoffs with Jack. Love you, baby.
Dennis sighs in relief, not that he thought anything horrible had happened. Just relief that Robby was coming home.
The next hour flies by and before he knows it, he hears the jingling of keys from outside the door. Dennis jumps up and slides across the wooden floors on his socked feet. When the door opens, he’s already beaming at Robby— if he had a tail it’d surely be wagging.
Robby yawns and drops his backpack by the door. He gives Dennis a small smile and a quiet, “Hi, baby.”
Dennis loops his arms up around Robby’s shoulders and hugs onto him, “Missed you. Long day?”
“Long day.” Robby nods as he wraps his arms tight around Dennis’ waist. He presses a kiss onto the top of his head and sways them side to side for a moment.
Dennis tucks his face into Robby’s neck and takes a deep breath. His fingers twitch where they’re resting on the man’s back and he groans softly against the older man’s sticky skin. He feels Robby flinch but pays it no mind as his tongue darts out to taste his sweat.
“Dennis.” Robby shrugs the younger man off and looks down at him with furrowed eyebrows, “Baby, come on. I really want to shower.”
“No.” Dennis shakes his head, his eyes feel heavy like he’s high. Intoxicated off just one smell of Robby post-shift.
Robby chuckles, “No?” He cocks an eyebrow, and Dennis recognizes the tone that his voice takes on. A hot flush spreads across his face and he feels his cock twitch in his baggy sweatpants.
The older man nudges past him and goes to sit on the couch, he leans back into the cushion and pats his lap. “C’mere.”
Dennis obediently rushes over and sits down on his thigh, straddling it and draping himself over Robby. He shifts his weight and lets out a soft whimper.
“Oh, are you that sensitive?” Robby rolls his eyes, “Go on then.”
“Thank you,” Dennis breathes as he starts to roll his hips down.
“Ah, ah.” Robby tuts, his hand drops down to tug at the waistband of Dennis’ sweats. “I want to see that pretty cock of yours.”
Dennis nods slowly. He hastily gets himself out of his sweats and boxers. Robby gives his t-shirt a tug, so he slips that off too.
He takes another look at the man below him and shudders, he’s still fully clothed from work. Dennis is naked in his lap, straddling his thigh. The rough fabric of Robby’s cargo pants rubs against his cock when he starts to move his hips again. “Hh—Hhnn, fuck…” He moans.
“Yeah?” Robby says as he puts an arm up onto the back of the couch. He raises his thigh up to press it harder between Dennis’ legs, “Good boy, rut that little cock on my thigh.” His hand falls down, his pointer finger swipes over the leaking tip of the younger man’s small dick.
Dennis’ eyes fell to the sweat stains on Robby’s scrub shirt, Pittsburgh heat in August was no joke. Yet, Robby still chose to wear long sleeve undershirts. Dennis licked his lips before shoving his face into Robby’s underarm and taking a deep breath in through his nose. He whines and grinds his hips down faster.
“Are you smelling me?”
“Uhhuh,” Dennis whimpers, muffled by the fabric. “Smell so good, sir, fuck.”
Robby hums, that’s a new one. He pulls his arm back to pull his scrub top and undershirt up over his head. He leans back again and puts a hand in Dennis’ hair, he pulls it hard and shoves Dennis’ face back into his armpit.
Dennis huffs short breaths, in and out. His tongue laps desperately through the thick hair of Robby’s underarms as he moans and whines against the damp skin. “Yes, oh fuck, taste so good.” He pants out.
“This is fucking pathetic, Dennis.” Robby shakes his head, “Poor thing, can’t even get off without being a little fucking pervert. Is that right?”
Dennis’ hips jerk forward, he nods rapidly. “Y-Yes sir, y-yes— I’m a pervert.”
“Uh huh. Filthy fucking boy.” Robby murmurs, his hand slides from the back of Dennis’ head all the way down to his bare ass. He lands a hard smack onto his pale skin and relishes in the way the younger man moans and pushes his face further into him. He’s fully mouthing at him now, licking and sucking like he would Robby’s mouth.
Robby’s free hand moves down and wraps around Dennis’ cock. “And this little thing.” He hums. “I couldn’t even tell you were hard, baby, couldn’t even see it in your pants.” He coos as he flicks the tip.
Dennis keens at the sudden twinge of pain, his cock only throbs more. “Pl-Please—“
“Please what, pup? You’ve gotta use your words. Or are you too busy licking my armpit like a dumb dog.”
He doesn’t respond, and Robby gets his answer. He scoffs and starts to slowly jerk Dennis off, the younger man’s hips stutter as he fucks into Robby’s fist.
Dennis’ hand gropes at Robby’s chest when he starts to tremble, “Oh god, oh god.” He pants against his skin, still desperately licking and drooling so much that it’s starting to run down Robby’s side.
“Aw, puppy. Are you really going to cum like this?” Robby laughs, and it’s low and mean. “Such a fucking slut.”
“Yes— ah, ah, oh god.” Dennis’ whole body shakes, “I’m such a slut, such a fucking slut.” He echoes back as his fingers dig hard into Robby’s pectoral. He cries out as he cums, hot ropes spurting onto Robby’s fist and pant leg.
Robby strokes him through it, “So easy, you can get off from anything I give you.” He muses, his hand goes back to Dennis’ hair and gives it a rough tug. The blond looks dazed, his blue eyes heavy, his pink lips swollen and wet.
Dennis averts his eyes and tries to look anywhere but Robby’s face. Robby yanks his head back and scolds, “No. Don’t get shy now, pup.” He wipes his cum covered hand onto his pants (he’ll wash them later) and pats Dennis’ thigh.
“Down, boy.”
Dennis immediately sinks to his knees and waits patiently as Robby unbuckles his belt. He unzips his fly and shoves his boxers down enough for his cock to spring free, red and leaking. Dennis whimpers high in his throat at the sight.
“Oh, I know. It’s just so big, isn’t it.” Robby wraps a hand around himself and strokes lazily, “But you can take it, puppy, stretch your mouth nice and wide.”
Dennis leans in and slides his tongue along a vein on the underside of his cock. His eyes threaten to roll back at the salty taste, Robby smells even stronger down here and Dennis could probably cum again at just that. He wraps his lips around the head and swirls his tongue sloppily.
“That’s it, put that filthy mouth to use.” Robby groans as he tangles his fingers into soft blond curls.
Dennis sinks all the way down and grasps onto Robby’s thigh as he chokes himself on the thick length, he looks up through wet eyelashes as he takes a deep breath through his nose. He pulls off, drooling and coughing before he goes back in for more. His tongue drags up and down with need as he bobs his head, focused on the goal of getting Robby to cum down his throat.
“Shit— Fuck, take it, pup.” Robby grunts from above him as he pushes Dennis’ head down. He watches the younger man sputter and gag, he holds him there until Dennis is tapping his thigh to signal him to let up. He immediately stops pushing and lets Dennis take over the pace again.
Robby’s hips twitch up and he grips hard onto those pretty curls, “That’s it, oh fuck, baby— come on,” He moans, low and gravelly from his chest as he spills down Dennis’ throat. His cock pulses where it’s buried deep, Dennis’ nose is flattened against his pelvis and buried in thick salt and pepper curls. “Yeah, swallow it all, sweetheart.”
Dennis pulls off and swallows hard, he winces at the ache in his throat. Robby leans forward and gently cups his face, he wipes some spit off his chin with his thumb. “Are you okay?”
“Uh huh.” Dennis croaks.
“That was a lot.”
“Yeah.” Dennis nods.
“Alright. You’re not really thinkin’ much right now, are you?”
Dennis shakes his head no.
“How about…” Robby pulls the blond up as he stands, he holds him steady with a hand on his waist. “I’ll shower, and you can sit on the floor by the tub.”
Dennis smiles and nods in agreement.
“That’s my boy, come on then.” Robby squeezes his waist before leading him off to the bathroom.
Robby knew Dennis liked to be near him when like this, and he would drag Dennis along anywhere if he asked.