whatever you want
Series Metadata
Listing Series
-
Tags
Summary
Benson was staring. Eyebrows strung close together in a scowl that wrinkled his entire face. Those long eyelashes cast his eyes further into shadow under the bill of his cap. His lips were parted, open as if he were about to speak. His tongue darted out to slip past the gap, wet his lips, and slowly, he shut his mouth and swallowed. Loudly in the silence between them. His throat bobbed with the motion.
Randy opened his mouth to speak; he didn’t know what he was about to say, but Benson stopped him anyway.
Benson tilted his head, “You missed a spot.”
He tapped his boot on the tile.
-
or, randy licks benson's boots.
Series
- Part 1 of whatever you want
-
Tags
Summary
Bradley moved closer with a Coke in one hand, straw tucked between his lips, seemingly hungry and tired today, with a slump in his shoulders as he mumbled a soft thanks in Benson’s direction.
He unfolded the burger quickly, plopping the top bun aside, exposing the perfect little wet pocket where Benson’s spit had sodden the skin. It looked normal, possibly moist from where it had been cooling on the counter.
Yawning, Bradley didn’t seem to notice. Benson hoped he could see a little slip of milky white skin around his belt when he reached up onto the prep shelf and grabbed a bottle of ketchup, but his uniform was probably two sizes too big for him. Such a fucking waste.
Bradley poured the ketchup across the chicken and shoved the bun back in place, and then he took a big bite.
or, benson spikes randys lunch at work with cum :)
Series
- Part 2 of whatever you want