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Dennis has a bad habit of chewing on things when he's thinking. Robby tries to fix that.
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17 Apr 2026
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Dennis has been snapping at people all day and dodging Robby's attempts to help him. Jack knows just how to get their boy to fess up.
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me: idk I just think fuck nasty on the shower seat and cuff one of his boys to the grab bars, is that too much to ask?
mutuals: that's hot
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16 Apr 2026
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“Rut?” Robby is staring at him. Finally lets go of a weak, incredulous laugh that is entirely humorless. “That's funny seeing as I don’t go into rut any longer. You know my body just shut down after…” He presses his lips together and shakes his head.
Covid.
Jack holds his gaze but allows himself a restricted upwards turn of his mouth. In sympathy, mainly. Occasionally, he might like to torture Robby just a little but he genuinely has no intention of playing this moment for laughs.
“I think it is time to reevaluate that assessment.”
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16 Apr 2026
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Dr. Michael Robinavitch and his best mate, Dr. Jack Abbot, are enjoying a brief time together at a gay–friendly hotel at Puerto Vallarta, México. They have been eyeing at this young man —MS4 Dennis Whitaker— since they first arrived to the hotel.
On their last night at the resort, Michael teases Jack and dares him to approach the young man, on whom they both have a massive crush. From the first moment they start to flirt with him, it feels like a competition on who will get to pull the young man.
Dennis loves being chased by these two men, who are much more older than him, but he just wants to prove a theory he has in his mind about the two of them.
They lurk Dennis into their room and things heat up really quick…
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16 Apr 2026
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He slams down onto his knees, the sound reverberating throughout the small space. His kneecaps throb; but he doesn’t have much time to focus on the feeling before he’s gripping the toilet seat tightly and emptying the contents of his stomach into the bowl.
There’s not much in him, but that doesn’t stop the waves of nausea from rolling through his stomach and up his throat. He doesn’t know how long he’s dry heaving; but all he knows is that the upright position he’s in is making his head throb.
Which is making his vision swim.
Which is making his stomach roll.
It’s a neverending cycle and Dennis can’t be bothered to care about the presumably horrible sounds he’s making as he dry heaves for what feels like the hundredth time, tears now streaming down his face and turning the collar of his shirt damp.
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or, Dennis has a migraine, and does his best not to bother his loving boyfriends. And fails.
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16 Apr 2026