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"Hunnnngghhhhhh.... Maybe if I keep running, I'll forget the pain..." Blaber mopes and groans to himself as his heart beats as fast as the EDM he's blasting through his headphones as slowly saunters his way back to the gym locker room, his entire little body trembling and drenched in sweat from the last hour or so of nonstop running on the treadmill.

It's like seasonal depression the way the smol tenacious jungler always feels like absolute shit inside for losing another winnable series and not meeting expectations of himself or as a team for the split. It's been happening far more often lately than not and despite making some upgrades and precarious side-grades to the team, the issues still stay the same in the team (for some reason). But Blaber has always had a solid coping mechanism for losing that usually works for the time being or, at least until bootcamp or a new season starts and the copium stocks get replenished: Run at least a 3k when you feel that you're at your lowest and hope your legs break before your spirit does.

This season was different; mainly because he actually believed in this team compared to the disastrous end to last year's summer split that still haunts him time to time for losing to 100 Thieves like that. There was far more faith and hope in each other this time around tho, especially with a second coach added in, and especially with returning seasoned talent and voices he's used to playing and winning with before. So losing this time around hurt a little harder, so he made up for it by running damn near close to a 5k on the treadmill in this Brazilian hotel. Just nothing but himself, the mirror in front of him, and the erratic intoxicating rhythmic electronic music blasting in his ears to make the sadness of his repeated failures permeated in his heart to slowly fade away for the time being.

He's actually incredibly impressed this hotel has such a huge gym and locker room together; he's used to seeing gyms in hotels be tucked away in corner rooms with poor ventilation and shoddy lighting and the locker room would be your bedroom, but wherever they're at now is insane compared to the rest. He felt like he was running in an empty auditorium since there was so much empty space and so few people using a gym this late. And there's an actual locker room with gym showers and changing rooms too? It's like walking into an upscale country club for the first time.

The distressed and heaving little jungler's tight and sweaty tawny face isn't showing just how impressed he is with the size of everything as he tries to cool himself down as he makes his way back to his locker; he has his past mistakes to stew in instead. He kicks open the door to the lockers by the bottom of his foot as he slinks inside the cool white and black tile changing room; he looks over to his left as he pauses his music: "Huh- they got a sauna AND a pool in here too?" He hums in shock to himself as he reazlied he missed the giant white and red signs with big red arrows pointing to the directions of the pool and sauna.

He makes a mental note to look for a pool in future hotels to do laps in next time he's depressed as he takes his over-the-head headphones off and shakes his sleek and sweaty black hair out: "Maybe I could drown and never have to come back to another shitty fucking season..." He grumbles to himself, disgusted that he keeps on failing to match the successes and peaks he's had just years ago as he walks his way back to his locker.

"1738..." he hums to himself as he slips the numbers into place on the lock he has; opening his locker. He mindlessly puts his phone and headphones in the locker, all he brought with him in a loose brown plastic bag he got from his quick trip to the gas station outside was his wallet, room key, a change of clothes, and a towel he took from the pool cart on his way in for when he's done: "I kinda wanna do some stretches..." He thinks to himself as he looks down at the now sleek and shiny wooden flooring beneath him. He stares at his black running shoes and his visible skinny legs tight and trembling from the distance he made them run; he usually wears sweatpants at the gym but it's just too damn hot in Brazil to wear sweatpants in an indoor gym so baggy athletic shorts it is: "Stretches would be nice, yeah... yeah...." He affirms to himself as he grabs the white towel and slings it over his shoulder: "Do some chill stretches for a bit, then shower and leave... hopefully fucking die in the meantime too..." He grumbles the plan to himself as he closes his locker and snaps his lock back into place.

"No music too, I wanna feel some raw emotions this time... just me, myself, and I...." He hums to himself as he starts to head back to the gym, his head down as he relaxes his shoulders and gets to thinking: "Thank god they turned off whatever that shit they were playing over the speakers was when I got here-" He hums to himself as he gets lost in thought on his trek back; his eyes too busy focusing on how the flooring goes from sleek tanned wood in the lockers area to the sleek black and white tile in the shower/sink area.

BUMP

The mentally idle and unaware little jungler stumbles back a few steps as he makes contact with a charming vocal brick wall of a person: "O-oh~ hey!" A familiar low but upbeat and chirpy voice is heard calling out upon impact.

Blaber looks up and makes eye contact with the tol and brightly beaming brunette Adonis support standing in front of him in the locker room hallway near the door; sweat coats his absolutely toned, throbbing, and massive muscular frame as he stands like an idol being showcased underneath the white ceiling lights: "Oh shit- yo, whatsup man? My bad bro- wasn't ah... wasn't looking..." Blaber giggles out as he holds his arm out, ready to be dapped up as he stares up and back at Alan with a smile on his taut and equally as sweaty and exhausted smol tawny face.

Alan takes one Airpod out and smirks too as he pauses his music: "Yooooo, whattttss uppp? You here too trying to gym the pain of losing away?" The support hums back cheerfully as he meets the tiny jungler's hand with his own, dapping his broski up.

"Yeahhh..." The smol jungler sighs back out sadly with a shoulder shrug as he shakes his hair out a bit: "I usually just like, run a fuck ton until I forget what the loss felt like..." He hums out as his eyes dart around from Alan's perfectly chiseled face and his low yet warm gaze and the empty locker room they're standing in: "I got close to 5k so..." He laughs out with an exhausted gasp

"Funny- I usually just lift a fuck ton until I feel like my arms are about to fall off when I wanna forget a loss or something sad." The golden skinned Adonis chuckles out as he pops his sweat-coated black tank top a few times, airing out his chest: 'I didn't- like even know you were here, what the fuck..." He chuckles out as he looks around the locker room, almost like he's just now realizing it's basically just the two of them here.

"It's a fuckin' huge gym dude, I know!" Blaber giggles back in agreement: "I didn't see you either! Like, I was in the zone running down my dreams on the treadmill but I feel like I would see you if I saw you, ya know?" He hums out as he immediately realizes he's out of stuff to say: "So uh- are you on your way out or..." He hums out, trying to not end the conversation on an awkward note.

Alan shrugs: "Yeahhh, I think If I try and hit my PR again, I'll pass out so, I think that's it for me today. Was just gonna chill in the sauna and try not to think about the games or my performance right now." He hums out with low depressed sigh as he stretches his massive arms out across his chest and looks at each of his well-toned and defined biceps as he passively flexes them out: "You?"

Blaber nods his head a few times as he thinks: "I was uh- just gonna go out back there and find a place to stretch and unwind for a bit, then prolly shower off and leave." He hums out his preliminary plan.

The support's warm emerald eyes perk up as the idea of stretching sound pretty fucking good right now in his muscle's current heavily sore state: "Oh! You wanna like... do some stretching in the sauna with me? I usually like, just stretch my arms out when I'm in there but I'd love to do some like, real stretches if you're down to show me some." He suggests as he locks eye contact with the smol jungler: "I think we both should like- not think about League at alllllll right now, so I think something different for the both of us would be good! We can keep each other's depression on check..." He warmly suggests with a playful giggle, his voice sounding so warm and welcoming as he speaks.

"Improv hot yoga does sound pretty dope..." Blaber thinks to himself for a second before shrugging his shoulder in agreement, knowing it's probably better for the both of their mental's sake to not be alone right now: "But fuckkkkkk, he looks so goddamn good right now, why haven't I noticed how fucking amazing he looks before?" He nervously gripes to himself as he swallows heavily, knowing he has to respond quickly before it gets weird: "Yeah... yeah sure, that sounds dope. Get a towel and meet me in the sauna. We can do some pretty easy full body stretches, I'll show ya... anything to get my mind off everything else...." He hums out anxiously as he wraps his towel around his neck while stepping over to the side and towards the sauna: "Is there uhhh... anybody else here?" He asks out with a slight head tilt as he slowly steps backwards.

"I.... I don't think so... might just be us for right now at least..." Alan giggles out as he takes his other Airpod out and walks towards the lockers: "Buttt... I'll meet cha in there in a second, ok?" He hums out as he turns around and scurries off to his locker.

"Hot yoga hmmmm..." Blaber hums to himself as he turns around and heads towards the direction of the sauna, following the signs: "God please- pleaseeeee don't let me pop a boner pleaseeeee God pleaseeeeee...." He prays silently as he looks up at the tile ceiling as he walks, his mind racing with images of Alan's massive arms and chest and his handsomely chiseled face smiling back at him, making his heart flutter: 'I've never thought like this about him... so why is it fucking HERE and NOW that I think he's hot???" he groans to himself as he finally makes his way to the sauna door.

He sighs out lowly as he slips his shoes and socks off and slides them against the wall next to him: "I just... agreed to this without thinking about... getting hard because he's hot or if I'm even sentient enough right now to do anything more than bend over..." He groans as he rolls his eyes, upset with himself for getting him in this situation: "I'm not like- even horny right now but... there's just something about his face that just... makes me think I will be...." He sighs to himself as he opens the sliding tinted glass door and into the soft brown wooden sauna: "Fuck I might leave Brazil with two monumental L's under my belt if I fuck this up too somehow..." He giggles nervously to himself as he flicks the lights on, his heart racing like he's back on the treadmill again.

He steps over to the center of the room and stares at the sauna controls on the wooden pedestal in front of him: "I don't uhhh..." He hums to himself as he realizes he can't read or understand Portuguese as he stares at the foreign controls: "Maybe he knows what the knobs and shit here do..." He digresses and pushes the problem further down the road as he steps to the side and lays his towel out like a map on the floor.

"When does he wear shorts too? Those fucking legs???' The smol and anxious little jungler whines to himself as his brain replays the golden boy support walking away from him, focusing in on his massive calves and thighs tightening up as he makes each step: "I mean when do I wear shorts but- his legs are just-" He whimpers internally as he closes his eyes and rubs them with both hands, trying to get his mind focused.

"So cool~" Alan's warm words easily cut through the thick silence Blaber unintentionally created for himself as he steps inside the sauna.

"What?" The smol jungler quips out in slight shock as he turns around, his skinny arms dropping to his sides.

The hunky brunette throws his towel on the bench in front of him: "And it's a private sauna too!" He giggles out like an idiot as he slides the door shut.

"Uh, Dude?" Blaber asks out, dumbfounded as he knows this is a public hotel gym, locker room, and sauna: "What are you-" He hums out before his eyes widen as he gets his answer: "Oh!"

Quickly, Alan walks over to one of the moveable wooden benches and easily drags the heavy bench over to the door and props it against it so the door can't open: "See? Private!" He giggles out, pointing at his work with both hands like he's some proud engineer.

Blaber rolls his eyes as a dumb smirk washes over his face; reliving him of some of his self-imposed gay stresses, if only for a moment: "So stupid..." He giggles out, doing his best to not crack up too loud: "Oh- can you read this shit? I got no idea what to do with all that." He hums out as he points to the Portuguese sauna set up.

"Yeahhhhhh prolly uh- hold on..." Alan hums out as he grabs his towel and rolls it out like Blaber's a few feet away from him before stepping over to the center sauna console: "Pretty sure you just..." He hums out lowly as he bends forward on one knee and starts turning some knobs and presses a few buttons.

Sounds of life come from the machine and after a few seconds of tinkering: "Ok! Heat's coming out, I can feel it..." He coos out proudly as he stands back up and looks over at Blaber, standing tall and proud for his accomplishment of turning the sauna on.

The smol tawny jungler's tight almond eyes are low with warmth already as he's far more comfortable now than he was over-stressing to himself about just seconds ago; his beady honeyed eyes stare at the lunky brunette without saying a word: "What now?" Alan asks after a few seconds of silence.

"Ah fuck I was staring..." Blaber grumbles to himself as he shakes his head out: "Uhh- I guess we can start with some basic stuff ya know... just to warm up as we warm up..." He awkwardly snickers out as he steps on his towel: "Just let me know if you need to like- stop or something..." He mumbles out as he wrings his hands out a few times.

A smug smirk creeps across Alan's face as he copies Blaber's movements and starts wringing his hands out too as he does: 'Okieeeee..." He chirps out warmly, already able to read the timid little jungler like a book. He's not even gonna tease that hard; he's just gonna go along with what he says and be himself.

Blaber takes a few more deep breaths before sighing again and letting his nerves drop: "Ok~" He hums out, ready to start:

Quads first - Bring the back of your left heel to the back of your waist and grab on to it, hold for 30 seconds, then swap. Try and keep your balance; breathe in deeply if you lose balance, keep yourself calm and collected as you lift your leg back up and try again.

More Quads second - Bring your left knee up to your chest as close as possible, wrap both hands around your knee and hold for 30 seconds. Wring your ankle out here a little too if you want, then swap.

Lunge's third: Lunge forward with your left leg, bend your right leg down as low as you can as you go without letting it touch the ground. Make sure your left knee is not leaning over your toes; keep yourself upright and centered, hold for 30 seconds, then swap legs.

"Switch..." Blaber hums out softly as he stands up from his lunge with his left leg and lunges forward with his right, mentally counting up slowly as he looks around the slightly steamy sauna: "1 Mississippi, 2 Mississippi fuck it's hot in here already..." He mutters to himself as he pops his loose and sweaty grey t-shirt on his chest a bit for some air.

He looks over at Alan; he licks the inside of his lips as he stares at those toned calves looking tight, thicc, and juicy on a Sunday night. He darts his inquisitive little eyes up and stares over at the hunky Adonis running his hand through his thick golden brown tinted hair before reaching down for the bottom hem of his dark black tank top and starts tugging it up: "Shit..." The jungler gasps to himself as he quickly looks away as that shirt leaves his body.

"Goddamn I must've fucked something up~" Alan hisses out as he slaps his wet tank top across the room over on the wooden bench: "It's getting a lot hotter faster than I thought it would..." He giggles out with a slight pant as he runs his hands over his glossy bis and tris, admiring his own beauty.

"Can you read Span- I mean Portuguese?" Blaber hums out as he runs his hand through his hair, panicking internally knowing he's gonna have to take his own shirt off too eventually: "I'm gonna have to look at him too..." He whines to himself as he stares at the center sauna console like it's the most interesting thing in the world right now.

"No, but a lot of the knobs on these do the same thing. Saunas are pretty universal I think..." The support hums out as he holds the stretch as he stretches and flexes his arms around for his own entertainment: "But I guess I can't get every language right..." He mutters under his breath with a soft sigh, almost as if he's actually upset with himself.

"Goddamn he- he's handsome and kinda stupid too..." Blaber bites his bottom lip tightly as the support's soft spoken words only make him love his himbo demeanor even more: "I gotta do something- match him or something.... fuckkkkk..." He sighs to himself as he mentally prepares himself to take his shirt off and get comfortable: "Stand up~" He grunts out as he reaches for the bottom hem of his shirt and starts slipping it off himself as he stands up.

He tosses his shirt off to the side with a similar wet plap as Alan's tank top: "Goddamn I'm shining..." Blaber anxiously giggles out as he stares at his glossy tight and skinny tanned arms before looking up and over at Alan.

The hunky brunette Adonis' taut golden skin is slick with sweat and gleams bright in the warm sauna lights; almost taking Blaber's breath away as he stares over at the tol topless support with awe twinkling in his little almond eyes. Alan curls both his wrists inwards as he stares at his biceps looking extraordinarily thicc and swollen after such a vicious pump sesh; thick veins underneath his skin bulge out hard as they traverse up and all over his massive forearms, giving him all the satisfaction he needs as he basks in his own beauty. His smooth and massive chest bulges out with each plump juciy pec and each beautifully chiseled ab he has; the billowing steamy heat of the room only makes him look like he was sculpted from the finest and smoothest slabs of butter combined to make the perfect hunky specimen.

Blaber blinks as he licks the inside of his lips while fixating his gaze on those two flat dark pink nipples and wonders if they'd fit in his mouth: "You look good! I didn't know you like- exercised and shit like that..." Alan chuckles out with a soft coo as he cracks his back: "I think I've been lacking in the gym a bit cause of playoffs but... plenty of time to catch up now I guess..." He sadly laughs out with a deflated sigh.

"Oh!" The smol jungler's even smoler eyes and ears perk up like he's a dog who just got told he's a good boi: "Yeah uh..." He mutters out as he looks down at himself as his face flushes a nice hot pink: "I do like... a lot at like... the C9 house so I like, never leave, ya know?" He hums out nervously as he runs his hands down his slim toned sides while doing every mental trick possible to not pop a boner: "Prolly why you've never really seen me anywhere..."

Alan smirks as he stares down at the tiny jungler across the room. His short and silky jet black hair drapes down and covers his face as he looks down and touches on his own body, but Alan can tell he's trying to hide just how hard he's blushing up a nice hot pink right now and can feel the pulsing heat radiating from him like he's the one heating up the sauna. His soft, sleek, and sweaty tawny skin flows seamlessly from his bony neck down to his waistline; his slender bony complexion showcases just how lean he is from his tight little biceps to his flat and smooth pecs to his tucked and tiny tummy beneath. His slim and narrow hips showcase the tips of his pelvic-v poking out from the top of his baggy athletic shorts; Alan sticks his arms out and tries to fit Blaber between his hands as he grips and digs his fingers in the air.

Just as the smol timid jungler looks up, Alan quickly stretches his arms and wrists out to avoid giving him any more intrusive thoughts in that little head of his; for just a brief moment he stares at those two perky flat pink nipples and knows he could cover each of them with his thumbs: "Ready for more?" The jungler asks as he cracks a nervous toothy smile.

Those bony cheeks are a nice hot pink, just as he thought, but it very well could just be the hot sauna they're in that's making him hot as well: "Ye..." Alan hums out with a slight nod yes as he kicks his feet out a few times, ready to move.

"Was he looking at me?" Blaber quips internally for a second before sighing out and dropping his shoulders, dropping the thought immediately as he knows he has to move on: "Ok, simple stuff, again... just uh- sit down and just follow along..." He hums out as he sits down and readies himself with a few deep low breaths.     

"He was staring at me..." The heart-aching thought creeps back to the jungler flustered little brain as he speaks, almost catching him off guard:

Hamstrings - Lay your right leg out flat and point your toes outward to try and get the most out of the stretch; reach forward with your left arm and try to touch your toes. Lean down into the stretch as far as you can go and and hold for 30 seconds, then swap legs (Right arm to left leg, Left arm to right leg).

Hammies again - Lay both your legs out flat and spread them apart as far as you can on the floor. Bend forward at the waist and reach for your toes as best as you can; hold this pose for a minute. Push and try to touch your toes as often as you can, but don't overdo it. You can also try and touch the floor in front of you between your feet and try to keep pressing your hands forward to stretch your arms and back out as much as possible

Hammies a third toime - Pretzel stretch; lay your right leg out flat and bend your left leg at the knee and cross it over your right leg. Hug your left leg as close as possible to yourself and hold for 30 seconds, then swap legs. You can as well prop your elbow on your knee as you twist your torso to the left, stretching your back out a lil more if you need it (swap directions you twist when you swap legs; look away from your knee).

"And swappp..." Blaber hums out with a soft spitting grunt as his glistening tawny face drips with fresh beads of sweat that fall down his chest and arms.

He flicks his hair a bit, sending sweat flying in the room as he starts mentally counting; his mind and heart still racing as he dabbles in reflection on if Alan was looking at him earlier: "Is he looking at me now? He has to be, I fucking.. I can fucking feel him looking at me..." He anxiously asks himself with a needy whimper as he stares in front of him and the soft wooden walls surrounding him, thinking of how quickly it got this hot in here.

He franticaly whips his head to the side, nonchalantly almost, as if he were fighting an itch on him without scratching on his neck; he looks across the room from him and stares at those bulging emerald eyes glaring so low and lovingly at him as if Alan was only looking at him this entire time: "D'awwww Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkk..." The jungler whimpers to himself as his nerves brought him to a staring contest with a hunk and left without him.

Alan only blinks as he stares at the shining tawny jungler, his mind brewing thoughts up inconspicuously: "He's fawning over me so hard right now I can feel it..." The support hums to himself confidently as he stares with his big blank and empty eyes at Blaber, knowing that's all he has to do to make him squirm on the inside is just look. He's silently watching as those tight little eyes dart from his chest to his face to his abs and to his crotch randomly; unsure what he wants to look at more: "We are in a sauna... we are a bittt sweaty too so it wouldn't be too weird of an ask..." He hums to himself as he brews up something diabolical as he holds the stretch.

"Why is he looking at me? Why? Shouldn't... why the fuck is he looking at me like that for, huh?" The tiny jungler can barely keep track of his thoughts, let alone his internal timer as the permeating heat quickly seeps in and melts his brain down to a smooth mush: "Why does he look so dreamy all the fucking time?" He pouts to himself as he sighs out and breaks his stretch: "Ok- that's about 30..." He grunts out as he lets his legs go and lays back on his towel, staring up at the ceiling as he can only fear in hot trepidation of what those low hunky eyes were looking at so directly.

"I kinda want to see the rest of him actually- he looks so good..." The support grunts to himself with a slight lick as he stands up with a little bounce in his step: "You uh- care if we like... or I like, get naked? It's hot like it's a fuckin' sauna in here..." He chuckles out with a cheeky giggle as he stares down at the flat little jungler; his tiny tanned torso looking smaller than usual with his pecs and stomach sucked in tight.

Blaber's heart stops from this brief moment in time: "Naked... me.... him... we...." He hums to himself as his heart jumpstarts itself into a gay panic as he really has no other reason to say no unless he's embarrassed: "This may be the only chance I get in my life to see him naked... and him see me naked..." He gulps deeply before he palms his face with both hands, wiping the sweat clean from his face like a squeegee: "Nah it's cool... It's fuckin hot in here dude- you got us actually cooking in here!" He giggles out anxiously, his shrill voice shaky.

"Yeah yeah- my b on that..." Alan hums out as he starts slips his fingers underneath the waistband of his athletic shorts: "But you got my body loose and feeling good so far! I stretch a little on my own sometimes but like- I think the heat is doing something extra to my muscles or something else to me..."

Plap

Blaber's heart stops again and he jolts in place as he hears those sopping wet shorts slap down on the floor: "Y-yeah... I... I don't usually feel like this either... I think we're both a little bit cooked in here..." He nervously giggles out, not wanting to move from his spot staring at the steamy ceiling above.

"Should I turn the heat down? How much more we stretching?" The support asks with a low hum as he starts shimmying down his sweat saturated boxers down his massive legs.

"God his voice right now..." Blaber gulps as he festers and ferments in his ongoing wildfire of a hot gay panic inside himself: "Nah- the heat's fine, we can last till the end, I believe in us." He shakily hums back.

Plap

"He's naked right now... right now... right FUCKING now..." The jungler gulps again as he snaps his eyes shut: "Don't get hard, don't get hard. don't get hard..." He chants to himself as he slowly sits up, knowing his time on his back is up and he can't lay like this forever: "I feel like a million fucking degrees right now... I feel like I'm gonna melt and he's gonna have to pick me up and bring me back to Jack like the nervous fucking wreck I am..." He whines to himself as he shakily gets to his feet, his mind and internal heat competing on what can run faster.

"I believe in us too..." Alan hums out, knowing he holds all the cards in his massive himbo hands right now: "I believe in the heat- I haven't even thought about playoffs at all!" He giggles out with a bubbly relief filled sigh.

"Me too, honestly..." Blaber hums to himself as he shakes his head out as he gets to his feet: "I don wanna get naked... I will, but maybe I can squeak on by..." He mewls to himself in a rapid frenzy as he tries to figure out a maneuver to not stare at Alan's cock he knows is out: "I think the heat is melting the depression off of us..." The timid little jungler shakily giggles out as he looks forward while squinting his eyes tight, not trusting himself to not look down at the naked Adonis.

"Same- honestly..." Alan chirps out as he runs his hands through his thick dark brunette hair; tilting his head up some as he basks in the heat: "Some good, intense billowing heat and some even better company makes the mind ouchies not seem that bad after all...." The hunky support hums out as he poses like he's waiting for someone to make a marble statue out of his lean muscular frame.

"He's the same as before- he does not have a lower body right now... no he does not... absolutely nothing down there, just smooth skin like a Ken doll...." Blaber affirms to himself as he can barely see below Alan's tiny inny of a belly button with how hard he's squinting: "Okayyyy... Ready for the last set?" He hums out with a slight sense of urgency as he claps his hands together.

Alan opens his eyes and tilts his head forward; he stares blankly again and doesn't move: 'Dude..." He hums out plainly.

"What?" Blaber shakily answers as he looks around being forcibly oblivious, knowing he'll crumble with even the slightest of pushes.

"Bro, like.... just~" Alan scoffs out with a sly grin on his chiseled handsome face: "Don't leave me hanging here bro. We're in a sauna, it's just us, I promise..." He affirms out warmly, knowing he shouldn't have to say any more.

"Ah Fuck, cooked...." Blaber sighs to himself curtly as he bites down hard on his tongue hard, making him wince a little: "S-sorry... just not, like uhhh- used to like... getting naked in public..." He nervously stammers out as he reaches his arms down to the waistband of his shorts.

"I used to think that too, and I thought it was because I had like- no body to show off, ya know?" Alan hums out as he folds his massive arms across his chest, tucking his hands between his armpits as he tries to be earnest to melt away some of the jungler's stresses: "But I was still insecure for a while even after getting buff as fuck. Having big muscles didn't give me self confidence, but having big self-love for myself did." He coos out as he cracks out a warm smile, trying to be supportive in some way possible.

Blaber's fingers tremble at the waistline of his shorts; unmoving as he processes the random bout of self-affirmations from the tol Adonic support. Alan shrugs after a few seconds of steamy silence pass; the timid little jungler almost vibrating in place from the twisted mess of nerves he is right now: "If that's not what you wanted to hear, then I think you look good and I wanna see the rest of you. That help?" He chuckles out softly as he playfully rolls his eyes, his powerful emerald gaze only getting warmer as it lowers the deeper he stares into the jungler's teeming little eyes.

Blaber's heart flutters: "He WAS staring at me I FUCKING knew it!" He gushes to himself as a validating wave of euphoric warmth floods his shaky little body; his anxiety washing away as he slips his shorts down his skinny legs: "Yeah... yeah that helped... a lot" He giggles out in relief, his heart almost skipping a beat as the seconds passed.

"Eh- only figured since you were staring at me so much..." The support chuckles out as he pops a proud smirk on his face: "It's cute tho and I am being honest- you look really fucking good. You're like me if I ran casual 3k's instead of hitting new PR's on the bench every month." He mewls out, his low rizz-stuffed voice thicker than the heat that gives both their toned bodies the nice sweaty glaze they currently have to them.

Blaber's bony cheeks could not get any hotter as those flirtatious words seep down in his brain, letting out what feels like a hidden stockpile of dopamine to the rest of his skinny little body: "S-stop itt... you're gonna make me harddd..." He bashfully mewls back as he looks down and slips his sweaty briefs down and off his legs.

"Is that a bad thing?" The support hums back suggestively. 

"I am going to suck this man's cock so fucking hard..." He whimpers to himself as the flirting is already sending some blood to his soft erection: "M-maybe after stretches we play that game, ok?" He giggles out, sighing deeply as he looks back up at the silver-tongued support: 'L-let's uh- finish this out first...."

Standing smugly with his legs spread and his arms up and behind his head, Alan truly looks like a sentient marble statue sculpted in the Renaissance, only with a much fatter soft cock hanging between his massive thighs. Blaber's little almond eyes gape wide as he stares at those slick and smooth pits out in full view; he's already seen enough of his abs and chest for now, he needs the good stuff saved in his mind before things get too out of hand to remember anything properly. He quickly darts his eyes to the support's waist and feels his own soft cock twitch even harder as he stares at a fat spongy pink cock that looks like it could fill up his palm already as it hangs like a fat link of salami between his two massive hams for thighs: "Yeah- sure. After stretches." The support coos back affirmingly, letting Blaber get love drunk off sight alone.

From Alan's POV, the fully naked little jungler stands still while staring like an awestruck deer in headlights. The tiny twink's tan skin shimmers from his sleek black hair down to his little tosies gripping his towel; his tight abs and slender sides show out well on his naturally bronzed skin from how hard he's been breathing in this sweltering hot and heavy sauna. He reaches up with both hands to the top of his head to rub his sleek and sweaty black hair around a little; doing just enough to make it look fresh and messy for action as he sighs, ready to move on: "You ready for the last bit?" Blaber quips out with some semblance of confidence in his voice now as he tilts his head to the side coyly.

"He could probably hit some crazy poses..." Alan hums to himself as he stares at those lean tanned and bony hips swaying side to side slightly as he spreads his legs apart. He gazes at the jungler's twitching erection slowly gaining some life as it wobbles around with the movement of his legs: "After you~" He hums out sweetly, his stark fiery gaze narrowing in on that tiny tawny twink with ravenous accuracy.

"I haven't felt this fucking confident in a long ass while..." Blaber hums to himself as he breathes in deeply, readying himself to start: "I may be a little better at some of these last stretches than you, be sure to get a good look in at me to see!" He cheekily giggles out as he winks to the hunky himbo.

Core time - Spread your legs apart as far as you can and bend down to touch your toes, hold for 1 minute. Try and touch and hold onto your toes or try and press as much of your hand down flat on the floor as you can to get the most out of your stretch.

Alan looks up as he touches his toes; blood already rushing to his head. He looks over at Blaber and feels his core lurch as he sees the little jungler turned around so his tight little exposed ass is in full view for him. Those two taut tanned cheeks are spread tightly apart as the now cheeky little jungler reaches up with both hands to spread them apart; showcasing his tight and smooth little pink asshole: "My dick is entering him before we leave this room..." He moans to himself as he pushes his fingers down a little harder, trying to stretch himself out as much as he can right now as he prays he can actualize his own future.

Core, Yay Yay! - Spread your legs apart and squat down. Do three reps of 10, then hold a squat for 1 minute. Your arms can either be out, on your head, or anywhere except on your knees. When you squat, make sure your knees do not go over your toes, you should be able to see the tips of your toes as you squat down.

"1....2....3....4....5..." Blaber hums out softly as he stares over at Alan, now surging with newfound horny confidence: "His dick swings like it's a goddamn hammer..." He whines to himself as he watches that tenderly  pink free-hanging thick cock swing around as the Adonis squats up and down.

They each make eye contact with each other as they now hold their squat; neither man speaking other than Blaber being a human timer as he leads their stretches: "I'm gonna ruin myself on that cute face huh..." The hot and bothered little jungler moans to himself as he's already thinking of what he wants that man to do to him: "And I'll do it with fuckin' pride..."

Core for Three - High knees for 1 minute. Make sure your knee touches as high up in the air as you can make it go.

"23...24....25....26..." Blaber huffs out as he tries to maintain eye contact with Alan through his own body movements: "God it just keeps getting bigger..." The sensually distressed little jungler whimpers hard to himself as that now thick baseball bat of a cock swings up and down with his knees; those two heavy meatballs for balls swinging and bobbing around freely underneath as he goes, each looking just as hearty and juicy as the other.

 
"Ok... fuck, ok...." Blaber pants out with a bubbly sense of relief in the wooden sweat chamber: "That's it... that's all of ittt..." He giggles out as he leans back and cracks his back, happy he was able to get through it all.

Thump

Alan drops down to his butt on the floor heavily and suddenly; his towel now in his hands as he wipes his face with it: "Yeah but.... Is it though?" He quips out as he tosses his towel to the side and looks up at Blaber: "I feel like I could do more. You got me going..." He rizzes out with a soft bubbly giggle, his sweet pink lips curling into a diabolically smug grin as he pants for his breath on the floor.

"Hmmpf~" The smol n' sly jungler scoffs out lightly as a heated little smirk of his own creeps up across his face as he eyes the now seated support; his juicy pecs and toned abs slouch forward as they gleam slick with sweat as he heaves catching his breath. That tenderly pink and plump cock throbs with life between his legs, slowly making Blaber think it's probably thicker than his wrist: "Well, I think cardio helps me clear my mind and you haven't done that much cardio today, have you?" He coos out the question with an enchanting little head tilt as he slowly steps closer.

"It's leg day every day that I walk to my sets!" He giggles back like a proud hunky idiot as he pops his thick brown brow up in excitement: "But I think I could do some cardio... with you..." He croons back as he props his arms behind him and leans back on his hands, never once losing eye contact with the now intrepid little jungler.

"I just gotta keep going with it- no point in stopping now..." The smol tawny twink mewls to himself as he wets his already slicked little lips as he approaches Alan's side: "That's good to hear... but you're not ready yet for the real cardio..." He hums out, quickly popping his black eyebrows up as he speaks.

"Oh?" Alan quips back with a slightly confused head tilt: "Then what was all that stretching for?"

Blaber steps one leg over the seated support and bends his upper body down to look back and down at that warm and welcoming himbo face: "To forget about how shit we are at League, that's what for." He hums out before darting his eyes down to that fat cock throbbing directly underneath his head: "You can tell me to stop at any time, but I'm gonna stretch last muscle out for you myself so we can get to the real cardio, ok?"

This is the first time Alan's ever seen Blaber this confident; almost a full personality flip in under an hour: "D-do what you gotta do coach!" He giggles out with a pleasantly suprsied chuckle: "I'm all yours!"

"Damn fuckin' right you are..." Blaber growls internally as he tips his tight little almond eyes up at that fat slab of pink cock meat positively twitching at the thought of meeting him; he reaches his right arm down and drapes his bony fingertips down the length of it before gently gripping that hefty pink tip and tipping it upwards: "Just a few gentle strokes at first..." He hums out softly, slipping back into his trainer personality.

The hunky Adonis hisses as his cock gets touched for the first time tonight; his fingers lock up and he can feel his biceps lock up as the intense tender pleasurable sensations ripple up his massive frame. He glances up and stares at that toned little bony butt spread in front of him; his eyes fixated on that smooth and tenderly pink hole out in full view above his tight little tanned ball sack sagging down between his lean little thighs. He doesn't blink he's fixated heavily on that taut little ring of muscle calling for him on a first name basis: "You're eager to move forward..." Blaber mewls out warmly.

Alan brakes his trance and looks down his sweaty statuesque body; more time than he thought must've passed as he's rock hard now with most of his girthy cock laying up against that thin tawny arm: "Good thing so am I..." The jungler croons back sweetly as he leans down even further as he grips the bottom of that fat cock and presses a kiss on the tippy top.

"F~fuckk..." The seated Adonis sizzeles out as those lips quickly go from one kiss to opening up and swallowing his tip whole; he watches that thin little tongue dart down and run the tip underneath the edges of his plump and flared pink tip: "Who'dve th-thought we... we worked s-so well together..." He giggles out with hot mewling moans as the jungler lets go of his cock and seamlessly starts sucking the rest of his dick with no hands.

"God~" Alan gasps out in intense pleated pleasure surging through his body in waves; his cock trembling as those tight lips spread out a little further down his shaft with each passing second. He tips his head up and closes his eyes as he enjoys a quick moment of bliss as his cock gets blessed: "So fucking good...' He hisses to himself as he opens his eyes after a few moments longer pass, wanting so desperately to savor this moment as much as possible.

He stares up at that tight tawny butt now trembling as those skinny legs lock up to try and prevent the jungler from slipping; Blaber now covers his balls and cock in his left palm while his slender fingers reach up and press in and massages in on his taint with gentle circular rubs. His right hand is up by his pristinely smooth little pink asshole; spreading his cheeks apart as his middle and index fingers rub light circles against that tiny tender pink hole: "Waow~" Alan gasps out softly, engrossed fully in where those fingers will go.

"Mmfhgh~" Blaber chokes out with a few wet gags as he presses his two fingertips inside himself; unable to tease himself any longer. He fluidly bobs his bony neck down that girthy cock as he devours it like the delicious meat stick it is; Alan can see the jungler's smooth chin bulge out first as his heavy cock slides back in it before sliding down that tight crevice of a throat, making it bulge out on his tanned sweaty skin: "Y-you're a... you're a fuckin demon Blab, goddamn..." He huffs out as his eyes dart between watching his cock disappear between those pink lips or those two bony fingers disappear between that tiny n tight little asshole.

Alan notices how tight his entire body looks now; he's a golden Adonis looking like his entire frame is wrapped in clear cellophane while getting his cock devoured and polished clean by a hungry little twink. He tightens his abs up a little and smiles as he's usually sore as fuck after workouts like what he did, but he feels so goddamn amazing right now and couldn't be happier about it: "Fwah~" Blaber gasps out with a few mewling hot gasps after a few long seconds pass: "Fuck~" He heaves to himself, spitting out any extra spit in his mouth down on that erect cock standing upright like a tower.

"Need a break?" Alan hums out as he watches Blaber stand up; his fingers carefully slipping out from his asshole and his arms dropping down to his sides as he wipes his mouth and catches his breath as he stands over him.

"No..." The jungler heaves back as he shakes his head side to side a few times; he fixes his sleek, sweaty, and messy black hair the best he can as he turns around to face Alan directly: "You wanna do a few more poses?" He quips out with a fresh craving for more of the support and his fat cock, his lowly hooded and honeyed almond eyes staring with such piercing intent down at the hunky Adonis.

"Oh! Yeah sure- like what?" He mewls back, tilting his head to the side and matching Blaber's directed horniness with his delectably dumb demeanor like he's happily waiting to follow whatever the jungler wants to do.

"Get up~" Blaber mewls out as he quickly drops down to his knees: "Watch me..." He hums out as he turns around so his back is facing the hunky support. He lay his feet out flat behind him and leans back until his fingertips touch down on the back of his heels; he looks upside down up at Alan with his little beady brown eyes and smirks once he feels comfortable: "Ok..." Blaber giggles out happily with a slight scoff as he holds this kneeling backbend pose with ease.

Alan's eyes pop as he stares at the jungler's sweaty lean frame bend back and gleam all over in the hot sauna lights; he stares at what he can of those two tight cheeks locking up with the rest of his slender frame as he holds the pose. His bony back, neck, and the top half of his ribcage show out on that glistening taut tawny skin, only making Alan's mind wonder how else that body can bend: "Ok what?" He giggles out, unsure of what to do next: "Y-you want me to do that too?" He quips out as his eyes lower as he stares back at the pliable little jungler.

"I want you to walk forward to me and slide your cock down my throat." Blaber mewls back, his face unmoving as his cheeks flush up a hotter pink: "We go until I need to stop..." The jungler coos the suggestion out as he swallows heavily

"Oh!" The support's thick brow pops up in piqued interest as he watches that little Adam's apple move up and down for a moment: "Sounds easy enough..." He hums out as he steps forward while palming his girthy cock: "I didn't think the depressed nervous wreck you were when I saw you in the locker room would turn into something like this..." Alan hums out as he halts when the tip of his dick just about grazes those wet and thin pink lips: "What changed?"

Blaber wets his lips and stares forward at those two sagging balls inches away from his eyes: "I guess the heat melted the nerves away..." He giggles out, also unsure why the slut-switch inside him flicked on too: "Or maybe you're just too goddamn smooth with it and handsome that I just couldn't help myself..." The tenacious little jungler coos out with a long wanton moan as he bends himself back a little further.

Alan's breath leaves his body as Blaber's chin boops the tip of his cock; he hisses out a hot moan as he reaches forward and gently presses his fingers down on the jungler's tight upper chest above those two flat nipples: "Don't keep yourself waiting then- open up..." He croons out seductively.

Those wetted thin pink lips open up and the hunky support wastes no time sliding his cock in forward, quickly spreading that tiny mouth open: "Glrk~" The wet gag escapes from the jungler's mouth as Alan bottoms out quickly.

"You good?" The support huffs out his concerns warmly.

"Mm-hmmm!" Blaber struggle moans back through the thick cock stuffed between his lips as he reaches up with his right hand to give a thumbs up.

"Good... good..." Alan moans back soft and sweetly as he slides his cock back until just his plump pink tip remains plunged between those tightly-locking little lips: "We keep going then~" He moans back before snapping his cock back down that tawny twink's tight throat.

Gluck Gluck Gluck Pffghhbbtt Gluck Gluck Gluck

Alan closes his eyes for a moment and looks up at the billowing steamy air flooding the upper part of the sauna; his head spinning as he's unsure when he left earth and entered heaven: "All this from bombing in playoffs..." He groans to himself as he mindlessly fucks his hips forward, filling that twink's throat up exactly like he was requested to: "I don't... I don't deserve this... but I'm gonna enjoy every... every fuckin second of it..." He wantonly croons to himself as he shakes his head out and looks back down at the bendy little jungler.

Blaber's tight little eyes stay snapped shut as that heavy sack slaps forward and slides up his face; almost giving him a headache if he didn't enjoy every hefty plap on his skin so much. His bony throat bulges out as that massive cock slides deeper and deeper down it, muffling his moans and whimpers down to a sloppy garbled wet mash of broken words and wet sticky praises. His tight little body locks up even tighter as those nasty lewd wet squishes and squelches squeaking out from his mouth fill the room; his brain quickly losing air but he's holding on until he drops.

Alan drags his hands down the jungler's sweaty body and presses his thumbs down on each of the jungler's flat dulled pink nipples; the pads of his thumbs cover up each one easily as he presses down and rubs them around: "You fit... right between my hands..." The support hungrily moans out through his own labored strokes of love as he gives the jungler inch after inch of dick.

Gluck Gluck Gluck Glrkgfghphgt Gluck Gluck Gluck

Time passes too quickly for the two as it's only a few hot and sloppy salacious seconds later that Alan feels some hasty rapid taps at his thigh. He looks down at the jungler and slowly slides his cock out from those slick and puffy pink lips; those beady brown eyes quickly coming into view too as his balls slide down from being mashed up on the jungler's tiny face: "Ohmygawdd....." Blaber heaves out through a hearty gasp for air as he breathes for the first time in forever.

"Good?" The support hums out as he steps back and watches Blaber groan as he sits upright on his knees and cough up a storm: "You look so fucking good when you be all bendy like that..." He rizzes out smoothly as he stares at the jungler's bony backside and just imagines how his hands would look gripping and touching all over it.

"If I didn't... need to breathe..." Blaber coughs out as he wipes his mouth and fixes his hair a little before turning around on his knees: "We'd be going all night..." He chuckles out as he stares at Alan with ravenous love now burned into those cute little beady eyes of his.

"All night with one pose seems wrong for someone as flexible as you..." The golden Adonis growls out as he steps to the side and behind the heaving and gasping little jungler: 'I think you got some more poses in you..."

Blaber reaches down and palms his neglected erection and whimpers as Alan steps by his side, gently rubbing his shoulders as he steps behind him: "I've led enough poses with you tonight..." He mewls out as he gives his cock the love and attention it's been needing so desperately after these last few moments: 'You tell me something to do now."

"Hmpf~" The shiny and swole brunette scoffs out with a smirk as he plops his hard cock down atop Blaber's head; he waggles that thick meat hammer around that matted down and silky sleek black bed of hair for a moment, loving the sight of his heavy flared tip almost touching down on the jungler's forehead: "I don't know any poses that are like... sexual or something..." He giggles out before quickly folding down to his knees: "But I do know I wanna feel your body a bit more..." He coos out as he wraps his arms around the smol jungler, tugging him in close for an encompassing bear hug as he feels the front of his lean bony torso up.

"Mmmmmmm... only a bit more?" Blaber moans back as he closes his eyes and leans back in the warm sweaty embrace of Alan's hug; the back of his head resting against those tight juicy pecs as his hands slowly stroke his own cock.

"A lot more...a whole fuckin' lot more..." The Adonis giggles out with a lusty growl as his hands explore every cubic inch of the jungler's sleek and sensitive skin: "Arch your back for me..." He coos out softly as he runs his right hand down Blaber's torso until he touches his pelvis while he gropes and massages the jungler's left nipple with his other hand.

Blaber sings out sweet mewling nothings as the front side of his body gets touched all over and thoroughly explored; he nudges his ass back and puffs his chest out some as he arches his back as requested: "You feel so.... big..." The jungler giggles out through his soft honeyed moans as Alan's heavy cock slots between his cheeks and snakes up his lower back.

"I'm in the gym for a reason bay-beeeee..." The support coos back as he tugs his right hand up to grope and massage the jungler's other nipple: "What's the biggest part of me you feel right now?" He hums out sweetly as his thick fingers rub around Blaber's tight and tiny pecs while hotdogging his girthy cock back and forth up his lower back with gentle hip thrusts.

"Mmmmhmmmmm..." Blaber giggles out softly through his closed mouth as he takes his time to collect his thoughts to give a good answer:

"Your body..." He hums out as he reaches back with both hands and slaps the Adonis' tight and toned sides a few times; the wet clap resonating in the sauna.

"Your arms... your hands..." He mewls out with a sizzling moan as he grips Alan's forearms and runs his hands up and down each muscular appendage draped down his tiny body like an over-the-shoulder seatbelt. His moans seep out through each word spoken as Alan presses as much cock as he can up on his skin.

"Your~" He coos out as he starts to reach back for that thick and throbbing cock laid up his backside and probing up his spine.

"Don't touch~" The Adonis whistles out sharply as he reaches his left hand up and gently palms the side of Blaber's face; his right hand moves to the center of the jungler's tight tawny chest and massages his tender skin as the jungler retracts his hands from his back: "I wanna fuck you... right here... right now..." The support coos down warmly as his middle and index finger press against those thin and slicked up pink lips.

Blaber cocks his head up and opens his beady little almond eyes while opening his mouth up and letting Alan press his fingertips inside: "Y-yeah?" He asks out, stunned in the awe of the moment as he gazes up lovingly at the muscular yet so sweet and tender support.

"Yeah..." Alan mewls back sweetly in harmony as his lips crack an earnestly warm and loving grin: "It's only us in here, door's locked-ish, everyone on C9 and Fly should be wasted or asleep... I think we got time for it before someone notices we've been at the gym a bit too long..." He murmurs out softly as he runs his fingers all along the jungler's teeth, touching as much of the inside of that wet little mouth as he can.

Blaber heavily blinks once; his beady little eyes are lost in the sauce as he knows Alan's right and each word spoken to him felt like an urgent invitation he just cannot ignore: "Y-yeah... I think... I think we should..." He moans out with a soft spilling stutter before a searing moan escapes his lips as a wave of pleasure ripples down his spine, giving his sleek tawny skin rows on rows of goosebumps: "Let~ let go of me... and I'll get ready..." The jungler whimpers out, knowing deep in his core he never wants Alan to stop touching him.

"You gonna get sexy for me n hit another pose?" He coos out as he watches the slender little jungler lay out forward in front of him.

Blaber sucks in and swallows any excess passion that was dribbled down his lips as he pops a sly smirk for himself as he stares at the steamy air and wooden walls and benches in front of him: "I've been sexy for you this entire time, no?" He quips back as he lay his upper body flat out on the floor while arching his back and legs up so his tight little bubble butt is spread up and open out on full display.

Alan bites his bottom lip as he inches closer to the face-down and ass-up little twink: "Yeah true- But I don't know if you have any more tricks up your sleeve..." He hums back with a soft giggle as he starting spitting on his cock and giving himself a few courtesy strokes to slather his sticky saliva around his throbbing shaft.

"My final trick is that you can fold me like a pretzel and bury your dick as deep down in me as you can..." The horny little jungler mewls back as he spreads his propped up legs apart as far as he can and reaches back to touch and rub on his tenderly smooth and pink little entrance: "I don't do all this cardio for nothin..."

Alan's eyes pop up in piqued interest: "Oh for real? You- you wanna let me fold you and twist you up and sit you down on my dick?" He hums out as he spits down on the jungler's bony fingers as they touch and tease that little hole he's moments away from plundering.

"Mmmmmmaybeeee another time..." Blaber chuckles out with some heated sharp moans as he presses his fingers inside himself, pressing as much of Alan's spit inside his heat as he can: "I-if we lose to you in playoffs again, you can do what you want to me and make me into your little pretzel..." He croons out as he scissors his two bony fingers down deep in his little hole for some last minute prep.

"Ohhhhhh... that's a fuckin deal!" Alan sears out with a giddy laugh as he grips the base of his cock and slaps it down like the meat hammer it is on those tight tawny cheeks: "I'll fuck you through the floor right now tho- m'kay?" He huffs out as he slips and slides his plump tip on that smooth strip of skin underneath the jungler's little hole.

Blaber hisses out sharply as he snaps his fingers out from his heat and lays both his arms flat by his sides: "God please- fuck me nowwwwwww like that.....  pleaseee..." He impatiently begs his needy wishful demands out as his quivering little hole gleams in Alan's eyesight: "That's exactly what I deserve for bombing out of playoffs..." He sighs out with an airy wanton moan as he whimpers ever so desperately for dick

"Ohh~ Ah' will fuckin' do..." The Adonis gruffs out as he grips the jungler's little bubble butt and prods his tip to that tenderly twitching little pink entrance: "Try and stay relaxed tho. It'll prolly feel real fuckin big at first..." He hums out sweetly as he nudges his hips forward.

Blaber creaks out vapidly hot wanton pleas of intense beseeched pleasure; his shrill voice cracking as his toes and fingers curl up from the rock hard throbbing pressure pushing at his tender little hole: "Please... please... I'm yours... I'm all yours... just stop teasing me... please..." He passionately begs out through his sloppy moaning croons, wanting nothing more than that massive cock stretching his guts out right now. 

"Whateva you say mah boi~" Alan hums out with a licking moan before gripping his fingers even tighter on the jungler's cheeks, holding him still as he snaps his hips forward and buries his girthy tip inside that tight and squeaky little twink hole: "Cot damn..." He grunts out with a searing pleasurable hiss as he slowly sinks inch after inch between that smooth ring of twitching muscle, trembling as it swallows his shaft whole.

"Ha-ahhnn... hhh-hhhhaahhhhnnnn..." Blaber gasps out as his mind starts breaking apart the further that massive cock sinks deeper up his guts. His fingers and little tosies curl up tight from the searing hot pleasure coiling up inside him; a feeling he's been needing far more than his post gym full-bodied soreness: "Har-harrrddderrr..." The jungler begs out with a ghastly wheeze, not caring if he can breathe, only wanting that dick destroying his body as hard as possible.

"Harder?" Alan hisses back for affirmation as he snaps his hips back and quickly pops them forward; burying well over half of his hearty cock up Blaber's backside again with one thrust.

"Mm-make me fucking forgettttt...." The wailing little jungler cries out his affirmations; he wants his back broken and asshole demolished by the hunky support A-fucking-sap: "I on-onlyyyyy wanna remember youuuu..." Blaber begs his wanton cries out desperately, his voice hitching as that fat cock quickly schlopping up his asshole drives him absolutely feral.

Alan bites his bottom lip as he gets all the confirmation in the world that he could ask for; his brow furrows as he focuses on the shuddering little twink's frame slotted between his hands and that tight and perky little bubble butt bouncing off his lap. Every wet sticky thrust he gives Blaber makes a rhythmic clap echo out in the hot and sultry sauna; the steam only making the passion shared between the two flare up hotter as he goes.

CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP

It's a thunderous applause that reverbs off the soft wood in the blistering hot and steam filled sauna; only making the two think they're being even louder than they already are: "Glawddddd.... I need... Nghmfffeed... neeeeeghnnn-moreeeee....." The jungler slurs out lowly through his garbled spit with a vibrating drone as his body is dicked down to its core on the sauna floor. His eyes are barely open and his brain is barely functioning; he's exactly where he wants to be: Begging and moaning on the end of Alan's fat cock as it fills him out.

Alan locks his perfectly toned thicc thighs in tight and his chiseled ass even tighter as he locks the smol jungler's skinny legs between his own; ensuring he can't move anywhere but down or forward. Through his meaty dreadnought thrusts, he slides his grip up to the jungler's bony midsection and he clamps down as hard as he can; squeezing any excess air from Blaber's lungs as if he were a squeak toy: "I wanna.... forget tooo..." The support grinds out under his breath as his heat-exhausted brain starts short wiring a little as he too wants to only remember Blaber from this entire trip down to Brazil.

CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP CLAP

"I... I mngfhhhhh..." Blaber can't even finish blubbering out his sinfully candy-coated whimpers as any and all air in his lungs gets forced out every time that girthy serpent bashes past his prostate and taps a little bit deeper up his guts with each heart-poundingly deep and menacing thrust.

"DOWN~" Alan roughly gruffs out as he quickly reaches his right palm up to the jungler's bony upper back and presses him down into the floor, flattening his body out in one quick business second.

"Oh Gah~" Blaber hacks out before the Adonis leans forward over his flat pancake body like he's about to do a pushup and lock his arms in place at his sides; Alan moves as if he's done this before as it only takes him seconds to lock the squirming little jungler in heat in place before he snaps his hips down and buries his dick completely inside that clenching and velvety smooth heat with slippery ease.

CLAP "Yes~" Blaber gasps out sharply as the sharpest and wettest ass clap of the night booms out and echoes in the sauna and bounces around inside his head too.

CLAP "Yesh~" The jungler squeaks out as his neglected erection laying out flat behind him on the floor throbs in a sweltering panging pain of passion as he's rushed quickly to the peak of his orgasm.

CLAP "Yesssss~" Blaber cries out in sweltering feral passion as his fingers twist up, grabbing onto nothing but his own sweaty palms as he's sent head first over the edge into his orgasm.

CLAP "Grip~" CLAP "Me..." CLAP "Harder...." Alan grunts out lowly through each balls-deep thrust down into the jungler's sweet and tenderly gripping heat wrapping around his entire cock like a vacuum seal and wringing every inch of his thick meat out.

Blaber's hungry little asshole never lets go as it takes every inch of Alan's cock so well through his orgasm; his taut little body spasming out but locked in place as his neglected erection paints the floor a nice sticky white. Alan closes his eyes and savors the twink's buttery smooth grip doing everything to milk his balls empty; the squeeze so heavenly he forgets to swallow as his jaw drops open and thick saliva drools out down on the back of the jungler's neck along with beads of sweat from his dense brunette hair too. A moment all too serene for the young Adonis; his cock reaching a state of euphoria its never been to before as he keeps his hard choppy thrusts banging down hard and persistently on that taut and tawny little butt.

"C-caaahhhnnnn y-you...youuuuuu..." Blaber whines out, his shrill voice depleted as he comes down from his orgasm high to that pleasurable prostate bullying that sent him sky high to begin with: "I wanna... I wannna taste you... please...." The jungler begs as his limp and tender little body vibrates from head to toe with each gut mashing thrust of that decadently ferocious cock carving a wide path up deep in his tightly clenching insides.

Alan comes too; an inexperienced hunk lost in the twink sauce as he stares down at his own spit puddle leaking down the back of the jungler's neck and onto his bony collarbone: "In mouth?" He grunts to himself like a caveman comprehending English for the first time: "He swallow~" He hums to himself as he swallows his own spit as he shakes his head out.

CLAP CLAP CLAP "Fuck~" CLAP CLAP CLAP Alan gives his last few thrusts before snapping his hips back and slipping his cock out from that tight littler gripper of an asshole: "Flip~" He husks out as he quickly hops to his feet like a predator waiting to jump in for the final strike.

"Yeeeessshhhhhh sirrrrr..." The exhaustedly cute little jungler moans out as he flops on his back like a fish out of water with a juicy wet plap on the hardwood floor. 

Alan scuttles forward and gets on his knees over the jungler's tight and tawny chest like scuttle scuttling down river: "We doing this again? In LA?" The Adonis hisses out as he furiously beats his meaty cock over Blaber's tiny and eagerly open and waiting mouth.

The jungler's brow pops as the idea of this again sounds like a second level of heaven being announced as free DLC: "M-maybee..." He mewls out as he wants to keep his mouth open to catch every drop: "If we bomb out- again... remember?" He moans out as his eyes dart from that throbbing pink serpent being beaten down to a pulp less than an inch from his face to the support's lowly hooded emerald eyes swooning over him like a hawk staring down its prey.

Alan locks gazes with those melted amber almond eyes; he just wants to dive into that sweet sweet honey and savor every last drop without any other care in the world: "M-maybe a lil treat.... in case that doesn't happen..." He giggles out the suggestion as his low voice hitches the closer he gets to his peak.

"S-shureee..." Blaber giggles back, his gaze squinting as he matches the exhausted happiness swamping the hunk's smoothly chiseled face: "G-group exercise n-never hurt anyone..."

Alan hitches a moan as his gut locks up: "Y-yeah..." He grunts out as he's so close to peaking; he's close to beating the skin off his cock with how fast his wrist is flying up and down his tender shaft: "E-exercise... you.... out...." He gasps out as he finally peaks: "Whenever you fuckin want!" He seethes out through clenched teeth as those first ropes of his hot pearly white cum shoot out right into Blaber's openly awaiting mouth.

It's hot mewls and needy whimpers shared between the golden boy hunk and the slender tawny twink as Alan fills Blaber's mouth full of his hot cum. Close to every pearly white drop lands between those lips as he aims his loaded massive cock as straight as he can as it throbs and twitches so heavily in his hand; one stray rope lands on the jungler's tiny nose, the thick white rope drapes across the bridge of his nose and oozes all down that soft and sweaty tawny skin: "J-jesus..." The Adonis laughs out once he squeezes every last drop out and into Blaber's mouth.

Before the eager little twink shuts his mouth and swallows the heavy load all down; Alan catches sight of that pearly white pool of his seed pooled up nicely in the back of his mouth. All that pink skin and that dainty smol pink tongue make that pristine white color shine in his post-coitus haze.

Blaber snaps his mouth shut and swallows; Alan watches that prominent Adam's apple on his neck bob up and down as he swallows close to every drop: "Ahhh~" The jungler huffs out in a moment of refreshment.

"Goddamn~" Alan laughs out with a pained grunt as he stands up to his feet; he pops his back as he looks around the sauna, the only noise being them or the center console still spewing out heat: "What now?" He hums out as he paces around while stretching his legs out: "What time is it..." He grumbles out under his breath as he flexes almost out of habit as he eyes himself down trying to ground himself back in reality.

Blaber groans as he sits up; he runs his hands through his silky black hair and tries to think: "Dunno..." He mutters out as he tries to get to his knees at the least: "Ah Fuck! So sore..." He winces out as he can't exactly move normally yet.

Alan glances back at the spent and exhausted twink trying to stand; the remnants of their link up still lingering fresh in the air and spilled out on the floor as all of Blaber's cum lewdly paints the floorboards from where they both once were: "Well no one came looking for us, that's a good sign..." He hums out as he slowly starts stepping over to the door he blocked.

"Is it?" Blaber winces out as he finally gets up to his knees; he's trembling in place as he watches Alan move, he holds his ass in pain as the hunky support starts moving the bench from the door.

Alan opens the door and sticks his head out: "Some of the lights are out- must be just us in here since those are motion detected lights~" He mutters out in relief: "That's a really fuckin good sign..."

Blaber rolls his eyes: "Yeah- they all heard two people fuckin' in the sauna and decided to just leave~" He giggles out as he stares at Alan trying to think of a plan.

"Eh- yeah.... probably..." Alan chuckles back as he thinks of a plan: "So fuck it then. We're likely not coming back here probably ever, so fuck cleaning up the sweaty mess we made on the floor, let's just get our shit, shower off, and leave." He hums out as he steps over to the kneeling little jungler.

"I can't fucking walk right yet... need a bit more time for that..." The smol jungler hisses out in pain as he carefully props his foot up in front of him to start standing: "I'm kinda useless right now thanks to you and that...." Blaber winces out as he nods towards the hunk's deflating fat cock swaying around between his massive hams for thighs.

Alan rolls his eyes; he sighs out as he quickly gathers up all of his discarded clothes, his towel, and then the jungler's clothes and towel, and hauls the wet messy pile outside and by the door: "First thing's first is that..." He hums out as he walks back in the sauna, now on full clean up mode.

Blaber watches as the muscular brunette turns the center heat console off; he enjoys the view of Alan's thiccly toned backside and bare ass tightening up as he bends down and flips all those knobs and switches off: "Now it's you time..." He hums out with a soft grunt as he stands up and steps over to the smol kneeling little jungler. He reaches down and easily picks Blaber up in his arms fireman style: "Okayyy - so, I shower us both off, get you cleaned up, clean myself up, then we leave together. Sound good?" He asks as he stares at that soft rounded face only inches away from his own: "We can sperate our clothes later, it's not like we're not staying in the same hotel for another night I think...."

The heat between the two flares up again for only a short moment as being so methodical in planning and doing bare minimums for clean up is just so goddamn attractive right now; Blaber cracks a smirk as his little almond eyes narrow in elated happiness: "Deal - an-andd I'll kiss ya if you're able to dress me too!" He giggles out as he relaxes in the support's comforting grip on his limp and tender little body.

"Have I not done enough already to deserve a kiss?" Alan quips back as he slowly trots out of the sauna and down the hall to the showers.

"Yessss- but I want more out of you first..." Blaber cheekily laughs back.

"Are you only pretending to be sore?" The support hums back, his voice getting softer and quieter as he walks down the hall: "I don't like being used Robert...."

Blaber cackles out loudly as he's carried down the white and black tiled locker room hallway: "Body's sore but my mouth is feeling jusssttt fine!" The smol tawny jungler quips back as his happily giggling voice gets softer too the farther they walk away.

Their conversation muffled once they turn into the showers; pipes squeak as the sounds of rushing water turn on, ready to cleanse their bodies of their sinful deluge into each other as they wind down together for the night.

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"Graaahhh~" Alan hisses out sharply as he slams the plastic shot glass down on the poolside concrete: "The lion doesn't concern himself wif *hic* his BAC on *hic* when he's shhmmlearned a lil dfrink or smthnnnn..." He slurs out to himself as he shakes his head side to side to try and find some clarity in his 5-shot deep buzz right now.

The mostly still and warm pool water the clueless golden brunette Adonis rests in goes about up to the bottom of his tight visible ribcage on his exposed muscular upper body; the air still lingers heavily with the loud and persistent stenches of a house party: Spilt alcohol, stale food, abusive amounts of cologne and perfumes, and the heavy staunching aura of victory for winning the second split to top it all off. Alan looks up and focuses on the moon barely peaking through the clouds as the slight reverberations of whatever house music still bumps on from inside. His bare and exposed golden skin on his massive shoulders and arms ripples with goosebumps; the pale moonlight mixed with the white underglow of the pool light along with the yellow house lights make his smooth skin bright, glossy, and wavy at first glance. The hunky support smiles as he runs his hands through his thick brown hair, letting the sweet relieving warm feel of victory seep in for just this moment before they go sky to MSI in the morning.

"Ughhhh..." The young hunky support moans to himself as he rubs his eyes while turning around: "I drank too much too fast..." He grumbles his misdeeds to himself as he doesn't even wanna look at the bottle of dark liquor and empty shot glass right behind him to resist any further temptation to the lion.

He stares at the wavy turquoise watery views in front of him; he's not the only person in the pool but he's the only one in on this half, thank god for that. He slumps back a bit on the wall, staring at whoever those people might be on the other side; loud drunk women who didn't wanna get wet and some equally as drunk but friendly men pulling the women out of the water: "Was I the only person who wanted to just chill in the water?" Alan asks himself as he watches the drunken spectacle play out at least 15 feet away from him, just enjoying the entertainment alongside his poolside drinking and aura farming.

The lion does not concern himself with the opinions of others on swimming at a house party when the lion is technically one of the hosts.

The bubbly drunken support smirks as he closes his eyes, letting the warm pool water keep him nice and vibey as he gets a lil bit drunker with each passing minute. The sounds across from him of the various struggling drunk men and women eventually fade away as they make their collective way back inside the house, leaving the lion all alone outside to his thoughts during a house party he's being celebrated at.

He lets the moment seep deep into his pores as best as he can before the evil temptations of debauchery call for him; eventually he turns his head to the side and stares at that devious open tall bottle of Hennessy and the shot glass stained with a few drops of the liquor talking to him like the Green Goblin mask. He shakes his head out again before lunging his arm forward for his phone resting just beside the bottle, wanting to at least distract himself with some brainrot before drinking again: "*hic*" Alan pats his chest as any thought he was just about to form vanishes with the hiccup slipping out of his mouth.

"I don wanna be shmrunk an *hic* around all that loud shimnt anyways..." He grumbles to himself as he opens up twitter, ready to see what the fwiends in his phone have been up too: “Don… don over *hic* over shtimulate the lion…” He mutters to himself as his mind is already spinning as the light from his phone catches his attention:

Cat pictures

Cat memes

Praise and glaze for winning the split (expected)

Random internet drama he's far lost track of

He stops scrolling as he sees a few pictures from the Flyquest account from the party from just an hour ago; he swipes through each one, his relaxed and bloodshot eyes lazily giving each pic an ocular pat-down as he tries to remember each person's name whos in the pics: "Thash most of NRG... Contractz, Pala- *hic* -faker, Dhokla, Huhi an… an all they *hic* girls..." He he mutters out quietly as he swipes to the next pic: "Most of Shhee9..." He giggles, reminding himself of winning against them just hours ago on stage: "Blabor, Thana- oh wait that's *hic* Loki damn, Zven..." He mutters again as he swipes to the next pic: 'Liquid... no Umti, feels bad *hic* man..." He sighs out with some discontent as he swipes out of the post and goes back to doom scrolling.

A few moments of nothingness in his brain passes; the reverberations from the booming music in the house makes his brain move more than he's making it right now: "Hol on..." The support hums out as his crotch tingles with a quick jolt of life after randomly remembering winner's choice and what he's dutifully owed from winning: "I can double that... right?" He drunkenly ponders to himself quickly, not knowing who to consult on the rules of winner's choice: "I beat like, all them teams at shum point *hic* in playoffs... gotta count for something.." He grumbles to himself, needing to justify his random thoughts.

" Fuck it- I won, my *hic* night, my *hic* choices..." The drunken lion mutters to himself in resolution as he quickly pulls up his texts and creates a group chat with himself and the two junglers of his choice tonight, Juan and Blaber: "Both you to, stay when party end, me want both you. Out at pool. I'm out in pool, come me when everyone gone :)" He sends out, smiling as he stares at his message without a coherent thought behind his eyes.

A few seconds pass and he can see only Juan has checked his texts; the bushy haired jungler types back: "I came here with my gf bro, cmon..." He pleads out through text.

Alan shrugs; the high of victory is meshing very well with how high his drunken ego is right now: "The winner me say she can leave without you orrrr me the winner can come ur place after MSI and I get my winnrar reward from you then 😏 ur choice 😊😊 " He sends back, snickering at his smug and drunken egotistical audacity.

Juan saw the message, but sends no response back after a few seconds pass: "I'll take it he'll make it..." The support hums out to himself proudly as he locks his phone and puts it over by the bottle of Henny and his discarded shirt, his drunken brain already scheming up thoughts of what he wants to do with his two junglers later tonight.

Time passes, the night passes, the party passes; everything all but a blur for Alan as he sits and vibes with himself alone in the pool, scheming. A few pictures here and there as the night passed, a few casual conversations as people walked out to say congrats before leaving, the golden boi support was more than happy to chill outside and let the party pass on all around him. All he had to do is change into a pair of athletic shorts and hop in; he doesn't need to explain what he does in his house or at a party celebrating him winning.

Alan lay out flat on a long blue yet clear bottomed pool floaty; his arms by his side and his bare smooth chest, drizzled sparingly with the turquoise pool water, slowly rises and falls as he lets the cool breeze blow by, making the slight buzz he still has going on inside him feel ten times better. His soft pink nipples tense up as his pecs ripple with goosebumps; the glass backdoor slides open: "You're too old to be drinking this much..." The shrill bubbly voice of Blaber rings out accompanied with some shared laughter between him and Juan.

"Vro? I'm only like, 25 man..." The bushy haired jungler snickers back as they close the glassdoor behind them; the sounds of their conversation and footsteps on the concrete echo out in the silent nighttime backyard of the Flyquest house.

"Boomer." Blaber scoffs back playfully as they walk forward together, one of them a bit less coordinated than the other.

"YOU'RE 25 TOO!" The bushy haired jungler exclaims back, like he's exposing him: "We're not *hic* boomers bro, I-I’m young enough to *hic* be drinking like this an… an not be like… DRUNK drunk like~"

Blaber snickers: "You said you weren't that drunk..."

Juan sighs out loudly, knowing he’s too drunk to be thinking and talking properly: "I'm sober enough to wanna be drunker than this right now..." He grumbles back sounding depressed: "Oh well *hic* tho... better now than fuckin’ later..." He mumbles out, his voice dropping down low as he and Blaber finally get to the pool.

Alan dips one hand into the water to turn the floaty to face the two junglers he requested for the night: "Sup?" Blaber calls out as the wet, shiny, and half-naked support lazily turns to face him.

Both junglers wear slightly similar casual clothes as each other as they stand side by side poolside shrouded in a mixture of yellow light from the house behind them and the encompassing darkness of the cool night sky all around them; Blaber has a loose fitting long-sleeve creme tee on and a pair of black jeans while Juan wears a slightly wrinkled black button up tucked in a pair of tan khakis with a brown belt, his silver lock and chain necklace hangs over his shirt as he wobbles slightly on his two feet, wanting to believe he’s not that drunk.

Silence; Blaber looks around: "It's uh, just us? I think? Maybe? Probably?" He hums out as he clears his throat: "You uh- stay out here all night?" He asks again as his eyes dart to the open liquor bottle, phone, and shirt across the pool from him.

"Purrrhapsshh..." Alan grunts out as he slips off the floaty and back into the water; he wades his way slowly across to the edge of the pool, the water never once going above his two flat pink nipples perking up on his plump and juicy pecs: "You don't look *hic* drunk, you go to a pardy to nawt drink?" The support hums out teasingly with a slight slur in his words as he puts his arms up on the edge of the pool, posting up as he stares up at the two junglers.

"I don't drink~" Blaber hums back softly before glancing over at Juan who's smiling bright and wide like an unknowing cute dumbass being exposed: "I guess he drank for me..." He chuckles back with a slight smirk and a roll of his eyes.

"I drank shlow much.... so I wouldn't *hic* fucking remember ANY of dish tommorow..." The flustered bushy haired jungler slurs out with a sloppy giggle: "Eye know the rules- an sho-ohh do *hic* you..." He grunts out as he loops his arm over Blaber's bony shoulders, his drunken gaze warmly staring at the solemn tawny twink with zero thoughts going on behind those bloodshot hazelnut eyes.

Blaber smiles and rolls his eyes again as he sighs and lets some air out from his nose; he drapes his arm over Juan's shoulders and pats his bicep as he laughs, helping him stand up as straight as he can help him: "Anyways~ what's happening here, Mr. Winner?" He hums out, wanting to move things along as he knows what’s up too.

Alan's thick brown brow perks up and his ears wiggle a bit now that it's finally time to start: "The lion haves *hic* a plan..." He starts before respectfully covering his mouth so he doesn't burp out loud: "You dun need to know it yet, just follow along and we'll be Gucci..." He giggles out with a soft hum, his smoothly chiseled face looking as clueless as ever as the moonlight bounces off his glimmering beady jade eyes.

It's again nothing but silence for a moment as neither jungler knows what to do since the plan has only been created and discussed with Alan: " Sooooo..." Blaber hums out as he moves his hands around like he's waiting for the proud looking Adonis to say more.

The young and dumb support's innocent eyes widen as he realizes he never said anything: "Oh yuh- Juan uh, go get uh- three, yeah three uh, towels from the laundry room inside. It's in that lil side room by *hic* the fron door." He hums out quick and cleanly for a man as drunk sounding as he was just moments ago as he stares at the drunken and wobbly little jungler.

"Why *hic* me?" The smol bushy haired jungler protests as he points at his chest: "I'm like... wanna stay out here mann, ah’m tew ‘runk to *hic* work…" He grumbles out poutingly, not wanting to run some chores before he gets inevitably fucked.

"You're all getting in tha pool wif me so like, better to *hic* have towels now than *hic* need them when wet." He hums back, covering his mouth as he retorts to the drunken smol man in front of him: "You'll be back realllll quick if ya hurry..." He suggests with a soft coo and a slight suggestive tilt of his head.

Juan sighs deeply as he spins around in place and puts his best wobbly foot forward as he makes his way back up the stone path and back inside: 'Whaddafuckever mannn..." He grumbles and hiccups to himself as he stumbles away.

Blaber turns his head and watches Juan somehow make his way up the path and back inside: "Annnn youuuu~" Alan slurs out with a low growling timbre, showing briefly a snippet of just how hungry he is right now: "I wan you in the pool right *hic* now wif me." He softly rasps out as he runs his hands through his thick golden brown hair.

Blaber turns his head back to Alan; his heart racing a little faster at the command and at the sight of the bare-chested Adonis arms up and showing off his smoothly toned torso and every handsomely-cut muscle has has worked for so hard presented so proud and strongly out on it: "Butttt I-I uh, don't have a... swimsuit..." He hums back, looking down at his jeans and sneakers.

Alan shrugs as he drops his arms back in the water with him: "Don care. Get in naked, full clothes, boxers only, whateva... *hic* you want. Just get in..." He teasingly hums back as he quickly wades his way back over to the bottle of poolside liquor he has to pour and pound down a shot within seconds as Blaber deliberates with himself.

The smol tawny jungler's bony face flushes up a warm sepia as he watches the hunky support slam down a shot of liquor; his eyes staring at that delicious side view of his smooth broad torso and enjoying the sights of just how ripped and shredded Alan looks from every angle: "Okay… okay.' He hums out with a sigh as he slips his fingers underneath his shirt and quickly flings it off his body: "Boxers only I guess..." He mutters out lowly as the brisk breeze on his skinny torso has the skinny twink shivering in place.

Alan cocks his head back over to Blaber poolside and stares at the smol slender twink undress as the sweet tangy liquor burns sliding down his throat: "Hennything... " He grumbles to himself internally as his crotch throbs underwater at the side view of the shirtless taut taupe twink as he unbuttons and unzips his jeans and slides them down to his ankles; he bends down for a moment to untie his shoes, his tight, petite, and flat little rounded butt stays covered by a pair of snug navy blue briefs that sticks out and shines in the moonlight: "Hennything is possible..." He growls to himself as he wades his way over to the stripping little jungler fidgeting with his shoes while bent at the waist.

"Yer said yew’re not drunk but~" Alan teasingly coos out as he swims up and perches his massive muscular arms up on the poolside in front of Blaber: "But ya- *hic* took your pants off before your shoes..." He mutters out warmly and inquisitively as he rests his head down on his arms as he watches.

Blaber smirks and rolls his eyes; his soft tawny cheeks flush a little hotter with a new handsome set of eyes now on him, admiring: "The air hitting my chest is s-so fuckin’ cold man I-It made me panic to get all my shit off as fast as I can..." He giggles back with a slight stammer as he slips his socks off and then wiggles his jeans off.

The smol tenacious jungler lets a little groan of relief out as he stands tall up on the concrete; his scrawny bare arms immediately fold across his flat bony chest for warmth while his tight slender legs slowly step over to the pool ladder: "G-god it's fucking cold w-when you...you're basically fucking naked..." He bubbily stammers out through the ongoing temperature shock. The only clothes left on his thin yet still slightly lean frame are that pair of smooth snug pair of navy blue briefs, allowing Alan a smooth visual ride from Blaber's sleek black hair down to his tight little tosies clenching up on the cold concrete.

A moment passes and all Alan does is stare at the shivering little twink; no one moves or says anything aside from the shivers escaping from Blaber's mouth: "Dude, get in bro- not getting any... *hic* warmer out there..." He hums out, laying his head to the side on his massive biceps as he watches the tiny twink think and shudder in place.

Blaber tisks as he sticks his smooth and slender leg out down towards the water; he hisses as he touches the ladder inside the pool water and turns around in place so he can slowly walk himself down: "This also isn't any warmer right now either th-though..." The jungler whines back as he slowly takes himself down the ladder until he's submerged from the belly button down: "G-goddd..." He stammers out with a cartoonish shudder as he exhales the air from his lungs while moving his body around underwater.

"C'mereeeee..." Alan ushers him over with a wave of his hand: "I'll keep you warm... c'mereeeee..." He pleads out warmly as he holds his arm out, gently toying with Blaber until he takes his hand.

The shivering little jungler controls his breathing as he holds on the edge of the pool, wading his way to grab Alan's hand: "Y-you already fucked me pretty hard o-on stage once today... d-don't go too crazy on me, please..." Blaber shakily mewls back as he holds on to Alan's wrist as he's quickly whisked away until he's directly in front of the hunky support with the wall right behind him.

"I'm not, I'm not..." The drunken Adonis hums back softly as he puts one arm over each of the smol jungler's shoulders on the pool edge behind him, trapping him low-key with his massive presence: "I'm tryna warm you up *hic*... so go on n' feel me up a lil bit..." He purrs out with a husky growl.

Blaber blushes; his bony sepia tinted cheeks only flash hotter as he stares at such a wet, smooth, and chiseled bare chest in front of him; water droplets follow a trail down the curves of his massive biceps and drip down in the shimmering water below: "S-shouldn't you be feeling me up?" He stammers back, already feeling leagues hotter inside than just moments ago.

"I think *hic*~ that you'll feel muuuuuuuch better touching me instead..." Alan rizzes back out as he nudges his arms a little closer to the jungler's tiny head, slowly closing the walls in around him.

Blaber cracks an axious lil smirk: “Fuck you for being kinda right…” The thought crosses his mind as he controls his heart rate and breathing now too; his little almond eyes dart down from staring directly up at Alan's gleaming Jade eyes to gazing at his toned juicy pecs and those beautifully ribbed sides that look so tight and snug for his gripping pleasure: "You look... so much larger from the last time I saw you..." He scoffs out in stunned awe as he carefully reaches forward and wraps his hands as much as he can just underneath both of those plump pecs, his wet fingertips sliding over such smooth skin and tight muscle and taking everything in.

A deviously smug grin creeps across Alan's face; he watches Blaber ogle his chest like he's a busy little bee stumbling upon the sweetest pot of honey left out in the fields: "We need to meet *hic* more than just once a split, yew’ll *hic* need to see more of me more often…" He hums back as his crotch throbs with life underwater: "But ey~ at least it's a bit more personal than a *hic* foreign country sauna, right?" He giggles back, relishing in the warmth flowing through him with each point of contact from the jungler's bony hands and thin nimble fingers.

The flustered little jungler laughs back as he runs his hands down underwater to touch and glide all over that tightly chiseled stomach: "Locked inside a sauna is a bit more personal than being outside, but I know what you mean..." He giggles back as he presses his thumbs in on each side of that tight and smooth little inny of a belly button: "I'm so fucking sad we lost but... I'm slowly gettin’ over it..." Blaber mewls back as he wraps his tiny hands around Alan's waist, his hands gripping the dark elastic band of the shorts he's wearing: ‘Same as every split it feels…” He mutters to himself internally, not wanting to bring the mood down.

"Yeah?" Alan husks out lowly as he drops his hands down on each of Blaber's slender bony shoulders: "Lemme help break myself in again..." He rasps out as he quickly drops his hands down to the jungler's slim waist and tugs him forward a little.

Blaber lets a shocked little meep out as his eyes close out of sheer tender pleasure surging all over his firm and rounded little ass as those thick heavy fingers start digging around, groping and cupping his cheeks like they're just clumps of wet dough needing to be kneaded: "Ya know~ as soon as we won I uh *hic* kinda immediately thought of ya.... yew and this *amazing* lil body of yours..." He grunts out, like a predator trying to sweet talk his prey.

The tiny jungler's cheeks flush even brighter; the heat coming from Alan's body is so damn permeating right now, he can't even tell how hot he's burning up inside now: "You're drunk~" He scoffs back with a low moan as he starts matching Alan’s freak and starts running his hands down the support's heavily toned sides to eventually feel up those tight and firm cheeks covered by his loose athletic shorts.

"You're the only *hic* person to ever wear me out in the gym..." The support rowls back as he runs his hands up from Blaber's cheeks to his slenderly lean midsection, his thick fingers all but digging trenches as they dredge across the jungler's wet and smooth tawny skin: "I got better, stronker, a-an now I want *hic* a 2v1 to test me an how gewd I *hic* think I am~" He husks back as he presses his body up to Blaber's own for some wet skin on skin contact: 'Feel me~" He growls out again, wanting to move the moment even further.

Blaber's words melt as the massive wall of toned hunky warmth basically smothers him as he has to tilt his head back so his face doesn't get trapped between those two juicy and toned pecs: "Feel~" The jungler squeaks out as he runs his hands up Alan's back, not knowing where to touch all of the sudden.

"Colder." Alan interrupts; he gently ruts his hips forward, rubbing his bulge against Blaber's flat stomach underwater: "Feel it." He rowls out the suggestion slowly, too drunk to be patient or subtle.

The tiny flustering twink moans out through a tight hiss as his own crotch throbs at the heavy weight that just rubbed against him: "I n-never asked h-how uh... big you are..." He stammers out as he moves his hands around underwater to between their bodies; he bites a hot moan back as he grips the top and bottom halves of the Adonis' heavy bulge throbbing with life behind those loose athletic shorts: "My eyes can be uh- generous so, I just wanna know like~"

The young golden boi support smirks as he tips his head down to Blaber's smol ear to whisper directly: "Oh my god~" The shocked little jungler gasps out as he rubs his little fingers even tighter down on that underwater bulge.

"A-an~ and… and…" Alan hums out with a tight hiss as he pulls his head back upright: "Five inches of girth too. You really *hic* had to stretch for me, hmm~" He coos out proudly as he digs his fingers down on the jungler's bony waist.

"C-can I even take you n-now without stretching?" Blaber insecurely mewls back, his arms trembling as he feels like he's made of toothpicks now being this close to Alan's massive hunky frame and all his plump, juicy, and bulging muscles that create it.

"I think I can helmp you take m-most of it… I can stretch yew out…" The hunky support rowls out as he quickly slips his fingers underneath Blaber's boxers: "But you... you're gonna have to touch me a lil c-closer too, m'kay?" He coos the teasing question out as his heavy hands slip slowly down underneath his boxers to those two tight cheeks, each palm easily covering most of the surface area of each of those taut tiny cheeks.

Blaber bites a hot moan from slipping out; his eyes sinch shut as he obeys and slips both of his smol bony hands underneath Alan's loose athletic shorts: "G-gah~ A-are you gonna fuck me in the pool?" He stammers out with a whimpering moan as his hole tingles from those thick fingers grazing over it like a shark circling its prey and his cheeks feel so tender as they get toyed with and spread apart so brash and roughly.

Blaber's left hand grips around the Adonis' thick shaft growing and throbbing with life while his right cups that plump heavy sack below; Alan lets a long sizzling hot moan slip out for a few moments as he savors the feeling of those darting little fingers touching his tender skin so delicately: "I might..." The brawny brunette hums back as he nudges his middle finger down and gyrates it gently and directly on Blaber's pristine little asshole: "Might not too though. Haven't uh~ *hic* haven’t decided... depends I guess how Juan fits in wif us righ now..." He mutters back like a serpent trying to entice its next victim.

Blaber's voice hitches as his jaw drops open slack from his hole getting touched, unable to respond as his mind melts from the heat flaring up so scorching hot between the two of them. He tilts his smol rounded head up and stares up at those hooded beady and bloodshot emerald eyes and feels ready to just give in to the warmth as he starts to get whisked away off in it: "I~" The trembling taupe twink tries to say something but the air just leaves his lungs as Alan just presses his finger down harder on his tight little pink entrance.

"Shhhhh~" The support whispers back as he tips his head down to steal a half kiss from that slack open maw; his eyes dart up as he sees some movement inside the house out of his peripherals: "Just vibe with me~ I'll be nice to ya..." He hums back sweetly as he pops the tip of his middle finger inside Blaber's tight little asshole.

The tight and tender little twink yips out sharply but as his jaw snaps shut for a quick moment, Alan presses their lips together for a sloppy kiss and keeps their mouths connected as the trembling little jungler shakily keeps moving his hands around his fat cock and balls while he keeps pressing his strong and heavy middle finger deeper up in his hot and vibrating little heat. Slowly, the tiny jungler's tight tawny body melds to the Adonis's warm encompassing frame and he quickly relaxes and snuggles in as close as he can to those wet bulging muscles.

It's like for a only just a quick fleeting moment, they're both back in that hot wooden sauna again and Blaber can already remember how he felt gawking at Alan naked for the first time and so quickly falling for that lovingly clueless aura he has to him and he'll happily fall down that same tunnel of passion again: "Yes~" He softly mouths the word out with a hot moan as he gives in to the moment, happily forgetting about the sadness of losing in finals for this hot little moment in time.

Through the passionate symphony of wet moans and hot needy kisses, both of the wet and almost naked gamers do not hear the sound of the sliding glass door open and close: "Hhmmmnnn on that *hic* good kush and alc-o-hol..." Juan drunkenly mumbles the song lyrics out as he meanders his way back down to the pool.

"I got shum down *hic* bitches I can call..."

"IdunknowhaIwouldowioutyall *hic*..."

"Immma ball 'til the day I *hic* fall.... ball ball ball..."

Successful in his task, the drunken little jungler hums the next part of the song as he stares at Alan pressing, smothering, and devouring the smol twink in the pool from a distance, unable to really see any finer details what’s happening from back where he is: "Yeah, long as my *hic* bitches love me..." He continues to drone the tune on softly as he holds three folded navy blue bath towels in his hands.

All he can hear now are Blaber's soft moans and hot gasps escaping from their passionate sloppy kiss; Alan's almost all but silent, grunting out on occasion when the tiny jungler tugs on his cock harder than he should've: "Towels!" He blurts out as he drops the towels on the concrete, his head still bobbing along to the beat of the song he was just drunkenly singing.

Blaber’s narrowed little almond eyes open and stare at what he can see of the pink-cheeked bushy haired jungler out the corner for just a moment before closing them and going back to being lost in space and time; he tries to snag just one more taste from Alan's sweet, sweet lips one more time before he pulls them away, but he just ends up looking like a leech desperately trying to stay attached: "Cool. Strip. Get in." The young Adonis all but sharply barks the commands out as he tips his head up to stare at Juan and is crystal clear with each word spoken despite having around a fifth or more of Henny in him right now.

And just like that, Alan tips his head back down and silences the protesting little twink with another kiss; he snaps another finger up in his heat and drills both thick appendages a little bit deeper up in his tight clenching guts, making Blaber's arms and legs lock up even tighter as he jolts slightly in place, sloshing some water around: "More~" The smol tawny jungler gushes out as his arms move around a bit underwater while his back tightens up.

Stunned in place, the flustered bushy haired jungler blinks; he could barely see the whites of Alan's severely hooded emerald eyes despite him being maybe two feet away from him, his pupils were that dilated and his eyes were just that bloodshot: "Well, he looks like he's *hic* enjoying it... maybe I'm over-thinking... thinking it...." He hums to himself after a few seconds pass as he shrugs his feelings off and kicks his shoes off.

Those sloppy wet passionate kisses, tender airy moans, and full-body wet skin on skin contact sounds all almost seem amplified even louder now from just a moment ago: "I should *hic* overthink it tho, he's young and *hic* drunk, he could fuckin like..." The jungler drunkenly hums to himself as he quickly undoes his belt open and pops open the button to his khakis: "I dunno, he could *hic* love him, hate me, I unno..." He continues to think to himself as he unzips his pants and slides them down his skinny little legs.

"Nyah~ aahh- oh God~ gnnnhhh..." Blaber gasps out with a sizzling hot wanton moans through his clenched teeth; Juan stumbles a bit in place as he stands upright again, poolside and pantsless: "You're so fucking..." The wet, hot, and tight little jungler huffs out as his little lips get barraged with sweet succulent pecks by the hunk's hungry hungry mouth: "So fucking huge my gawh~" He barely mewls out before Alan smothers his lips with extra-passionate and heated sloppy love.

Juan shakes his head out as he stabalizes himself, those two extra shots he snuck in back inside the house getting the towels are really starting to fuck with him now: "Huge.. ugh, fuarckkkk *hic*kkkkk...." he sighs out with a hiccup as he starts unbuttoning his shirt: "Fuark... fuck am I gon... gonna tell her..." He cries to himself in flustered drunken anguish at how he's gonna explain why he didn't leave the party with her or why he didn't answer his phone tonight either: "She wouldn't *hic* get it… I can’t, no…." He sighs sadly to himself as he pops the last button open and slips the shirt off his shoulders.

Wearing only a pair of snug wine red briefs and the silver lock and chain around his neck, Juan closes his eyes and runs his hands down his lean bare torso; he shudders in place as his fingers run down his smooth skin, goosebumps rise up all over his shoulders, pecs, and arms as the cool nighttime air kisses his exposed body: "Tradition is tradition… fuckin is what it fuckin is…" He hums to himself, now in the acceptance stage of dealing with grief as he opens his eyes and stares at his smoothly toned chest and tight little tummy, looking all perfectly cut, smooth, and trim in the pale moonlight: "I shudda been bending *hic* them over t'night… muh’fuckas…" He grumbles again as he knows he looks too goddamn good right now to be getting fucked in a pool.

"Deep...deep, deep... fuck~ oh godddd pleaseeee rr-right thereeee..." Blaber sharply cries out in heated passion as Alan presses his tiny body as close as humanly possible to him; his massive tree trunk of an arm slapped down the jungler's tanned back pumps even harder as he stuffs and pumps his two fingers inside his snatching little heat like a steam-powered piston: "S-stretch me... plea~pleaaaahhnnn..." He cries his whimpering pleas out with a tight hiss as he slides his little head on Alan's shoulder, smothering his own mouth with the support's toned collarbone.

Juan looks back at his tight little rounded ass poking out on his boxers; he sighs as he grabs each cheek tightly and holds for a moment like he's saying goodbye and a prayer for a moment before snapping his boxers down to the concrete: "Ready to not walk right for a *hic* week I guess..." He murmurs out with a slight shiver now fully naked, bar the shining necklace around his neck.

He steps over to the edge about a foot or so away from the two and spins around; he closes his eyes and sticks his arms out as he dramatically falls backwards in the water: "D-dude..." Alan grunts out as he pulls away from his kiss to complain about the water splashing his head directly.

This isn't Juan's first time drunk swimming or skinny dipping; he knows that he has to surface quickly despite that lucid freefalling feeling while fully submerged underwater feeling so goddamn nice and welcoming: "Oops~" He giggles out mischievously as he surfaces with a little giggle and a wipe of his eyes.

"Since you're already *hic* naked, take the rest of our clothes off." Alan hums out as he nestles Blaber close to him, his two fingers still scissoring and spelunkying as far and deep as he can up the jungler's heat.

Juan wades on over to the two; rolling his eyes as he grabs on to the edge of the pool: "Whaddeva you say *hic* winner..." He sighs out before taking a deep breath and dropping down fully underwater.

He cracks his eyes open for just a second to locate Blaber's skinny legs; his dark navy boxers are snagged down just enough so his tight browned cheeks pop out a little above the waistband while the base of his cock is seen slightly above the dark blue elastic band too. Juan swims a little closer and shuts his eyes as he snaps those boxers down and shimmies them down to the ankles and off his feet. He holds on to the boxers as he goes back up to take a breath of air; he slaps the sopping wet clothes on the concrete with the rest of their clothes.

Wordlessly, he glances over at Alan and watches him lick a stripe up the side of Blaber's face before he drops back down underwater, not wanting to get too distracted. He opens his eyes for just a moment again to locate the support's thiccly toned thighs; he sees as well how tiny Blaber's little twigs for arms look being that close to Alan underneath his shorts. Those loose athletic shorts the support wears are tugged down in the front just enough to show his smooth pelvis and the base of that thick cock slipped down his thigh while being stroked to life in warm pool water.

Quickly, Juan tugs those loose shorts down with far more ease than Blaber's boxers; he snags those down to Alan's ankles and off his feet but on his way up, he opens his eyes for just another quick moment and gets a full glance at that massive slab of a cock Alan has lined up next to Blaber' skinny arm: "What the~" He gasps out underwater but surfaces mid sentence: 'Fuck?" He gasps out in shock as his head pops out from under water.

"What?" Alan hums out quickly, sounding smug as ever while nestling a needy little twink in his massive lumbering presence; he tips his head down to whisper into Blaber's ear: "We got a *hic* good skretch, buh my fingers are gotta comin' out...' He slurs out lowly as he slowly slips his fingers out from Blaber's tight little heat.

"Ahn~" Blaber hisses out in protest as those thick fingers leave his tender little hole; Juan slaps the support's shorts up on the concrete and shakes his head out, he can still see that thickly curved cock underwater, looking like a fat fleshy snake laid out on a log as it lay up Blaber's arm: "Ur goddamn huge *hic* vro l-like~" Juan stammers out with an astonished laugh as he holds onto the wall, staring at Alan with awe as he doesn't know what to think right now.

"C'mere~" The golden Adonis hums out as he steps away from Blaber and a bit closer to Juan: "Lemme let you feel huge..." He purrs out as he holds his arm out for the damp drunken jungler to take.

"I hahn... really don't have a choice... do I..." The flush and nervous little jungler sighs to himself as he stares at the naked hunk wading over to him; the sight alone give him quick lil flashbacks to 2019 when he was getting passed between Kevin and Henrik whenever they wanted their balls emptied: "H-how huge is *hic* huge..." He murmurs out nervously as he pushes off the wall and grabs for the support's massive, wet, warm and awaiting hand.

Alan stands tall and still like a submerged giant as he gently tugs Juan over to him and spins him around; he wraps his tree trunk arms over his smaller, yet still muscular arms and across his tight and smooth chest, locking him in place in front of him: "Yew tell me~" He growls out as he snaps his hips forward, slamming his cock between the bushy haired jungler's tight little thighs.

"Whuh~" Juan grunts out as he feels the heavy weight of Alan's body slam directly onto his backside and ass, forcing him forward in place; his bloodshot beady little brown eyes widen as he feels that fat, thick, and heavy snake of a cock slither between his thighs as he quickly clenches his legs together.

He looks down and has another realization; all he can do right now is look down, his arms are locked in place at his sides and he can see under the rippling water Alan's broad muscular legs lock his own in place on each side, ensuring all he can do is stand and stare. His cheeks flush a shade pink hotter as he stares right below his soft yet throbbing with life erection and smooth sack the plump and heavy apple-headed pink tip of the Adonis' massive cock poking out from between his thighs: "How huge?" Alan husks out again as he snaps his hips back and rams them forward again sharply, barely giving Juan more than a second to respond.

"Fuck~" The flustering bushy haired jungler lewdly moans out as that same wet skin on skin clap and water sloshing sounds out all around him; his entire body flares up even hotter inside as he feels smaller and smaller each passing second, more than just the liquor has him burning up as that massive cock snaps and glides smoothly right between his thighs again: "Blab~ *hic* c'mere... How huge?" Alan rasps out again as he repeats the motion, fucking the tenacious little jungler's thighs with a harsh drunken voracity.

"G-ggodd..." Juan shudders to himself as he ruts forward in place again; his tight little cheeks already are feeling a little sore from these full-force thrusts: "He could touch my fuckin- *hic* schtomach with that..." He whines to himself as he droops his head down and watches with a wavering gaze that thick serpent slide back between his thighs, a slick retreat feeling just as heinous as the entrance: "Kiss him, make *hic* make em' feel goood and calm down a lil, yeah?" The hunky support hums out to his side: "Are *hic* you gon answer? How huge?" Alan rasps out down at Juan not a second later.

"Wha, are you like 10 inches or some shit? 15? 20?" The bushy haired jungler whimpers out while stuck in heat as he feels that tip press at the back of his thighs again, on the precipice of snapping on through again.

Alan tips his head down: "Imma go real slow an~ you can guess again. Be honest…" He growls out in the jungler's ear before slowly sliding his cock back between those tight twink thighs: "Think... *hic* realllll real good on this one..." The Adonis husks out with a low timbre, taking his sweet delicate time.

"Nyuh~" Juan hisses out sharply as he snaps his eyes shut; the pleasure much more focused and intense now: "Ish like a goddamn f-flag pole rammed between my legs..." He grinds to himself through clenched teeth as that cock just never seems to end. Before he opens his eyes back up, a hand touches his chin and tilts his head up: "Whuh~" He mutters out in slight shock.

Already forgotten what he just heard, he lets a sharp moan hiss out as Blaber stands directly in front of him and gently starts suckling on his smooth and tightly strained neck: "N-not fair..." He whines out as his cheeks flush up even hotter.

"My night, my fairness..." Alan grumbles back as he slowly presses his tight lap down hard on Juan's cheeks; he flexes his massive arms some too while pressing his hips forward to stretch out and try and slide as much dick between those two tender thighs as he can fit: "How huge?" The support rasps out teasingly as he holds his flex, compressing the tender bushy haired jungler in his grasp as he waits for a response.

Blaber licks a stripe across the trapped and overstimulated little jungler's neck and tilts his head the other way so he can't see him; Juan squirms even more as he feels like he's melting: "7? 8?" He squeaks out anxiously as his smol toned chest can't huff and puff hard enough to move those massive arms off him even a little.

Alan smirks: "Onna good day, I'm 8..." He chuckles back smugly as he relaxes his arms; he slowly slips his cock back and ruts it forward again, but this time up Juan's lower back and right up his spine: "And I'm feelin pretty fuckin great tonight..." He hums back proud, smug, and stoic as he slides his heavy cock back and forth between the jungler's tight and firm little cheeks, teasing them like a hot dog about to enter its bun.

The revelation has Juan almost on the verge of feinting; Blaber tilts his head forward and taps their foreheads together: "Hey~" He hums out quickly to the trembling little jungler, staring at those bloodshot and faded beady hazelnut eyes: "You'll take it better if you relax so~" He mewls out softly as he peppers a few kisses on his cheeks and lips.

Juan shakes his head out for a quick mental reset; his eyes refocus on what's in front of him and he stares at the smoler jungler's smooth, bony, and tawny face and those glossy narrowed honeypot eyes are radiating such a welcoming pleading warmth that he falls right into it: "S-sure..." He mutters back softly as he opens his mouth, letting Blaber connect their lips for a much needed kiss.

A shared moment of passionate bliss, Blaber saves Juan from his drunken thoughts and from the heavily warm and controlling presence of the smug and cocky hunk behind them by giving him something so sweet and simple to focus, refresh, and recharge on. Their tongues dap each other up and twist and lock around each other as they swap spit in a warm turquoise abyss; the cool night sky making their exposed soft wet skin riddle all over with goosebumps. Blaber reaches up and holds on to Juan's tight rounded shoulders for a moment; placing both hands on the skin above his pecs and holding still, wanting to give the other jungler as much earnest warmth as he can give right now.

They break for a quick gasp of air; Blaber slides his hands across Juan's skin until his fingers slip underneath that silver chain on his neck on each side and tugs slightly: "The more you relax, the easier the night will be... I know you're drunk but..." He hums out before pressing their lips together for a quick peck; strands of sticky gleaming spit connect their lips for a moment as the smol jungler pulls away: "Just try and relax..." He pleads out again softly before tipping his face forward for round three of swapping spit.

Juan's cock throbs with life as he breathes in Blaber's hot breath endlessly as his entire smol trapped frame vibrates top down as Alan swaps between hotdogging his fat cock between his perky and rounded little cheeks and sliding right up his lower back or smashing it between his skinny thighs and making the jungler feels like he's about to get impaled by a flagpole: "Just relax..." Blaber's words float through his idle drunken brain, unable to spark a thought up as he lets the flourishing shared heat of the moment flood right over him.

The now passion-drunk little bushy haired jungler chokes lewd wanton choppy moans out through his soft and meek squeaking gasps for air; Blaber has their cocks lined up underwater and slowly strokes them both with the palm of his hand as his slippery little tongue continues to lap around inside his mouth: "Gg-god you *hic* two have such fuckin good bodies..." Alan grunts out after enough silence passes; the sloshing water from the hunk’s thrust crashed all over the back and sides of Juan's dark bushy hair, keeping him damp and soggy: "Yew shoulda *hic* been in that sauna too wif us..." He grumbles out as he sucks some air in, like he's just imagining what it woulda been like. 

Juan's fingers grip and tighten up on his thighs as that's all he can grab with them right now; his mind still so focused on his cock floating freely in the water as it throbs heavily with life next to Blaber’s of shaft and those delicate fingers of his: "Railed *hic* Blab for shum sweet stretching an uhm, pity sex... coulda fucked you too for shum *hic* pitier sex..." Alan sloppily moans out, rambling like a true drunk would: "He hit some *hic* craaaaaaaaazzzyyy poses fah me..." He lowly mumbles out with a hungry growl as his hips lock up and he rams his cock forward between those tight and smooth little thighs as his arms tighten up again, constricting the damp and tender bushy haired jungler as his alcohol impaired brain runs wild of the mental images of Juan hitting all the same poses he can remember Blaber hitting back in the sauna.

The trapped little jungler’s eyes eyes shoot open as there was already so little air in his lungs to begin with; he's being squeezed until he's wheezing and there’s barely any air left in him to force out: " Please~" He chokes out with a wet cough as Blaber pulls his lips and body away, knowing he needs all the air he can hold right now: "I can't~" He coughs out in a flustered panic, unable to focus on the stress of the lack of air in his lungs as the stress of that meaty cock impaling his tightly pressed thighs still takes precedent.

Alan exhales deeply through his nose as he slowly calms himself down and deflates his tightly locked up muscles as he lets all the steam out: "Ya know... I reaaalllllyyyyy wanted to fuck you *hic* in this pool like... right now..." He hums out with a slur as he removes his arms from the jungler for only a second to spin him around in place.

Juan's breath hitches as he's freed for the moment; gasping deeply as his lungs re-inflate: "Yeah?" He nervously chokes out as his loose limp arms feel all static-ey inside, like they're waking up after sleeping on them for too long. He stares up at Alan's low, narrowed, and hooded jade green eyes; despite being a few years older than the support, he's still smaller than him in many, many ways and it's not helping he looks like a swollen heaving statue drenched in droplets of turquoise water and strands of pale silver moonlight.

The hunky support blinks his eyes at different times; the passion making him even drunker than he should be right now, but is still solid enough to provide sum dick: "Buh I 'membered you're not *hic* ready for it yet..." He mumbles out as he slips his arms down the smol jungler's sides underwater and to his waist, just dying to feel that little ass up.

The flustered jungler’s voice catches in shock for a moment as he's easily lifted up; Alan's massive meaty hands slip under each of his thighs as he holds his entire body weight up and out of the water: "Imma lay you down on the edge of the pool an *hic* eat you until I wanna stop. M'kay?" He mewls out what’s gonna happen next as he tilts his head to the side trying to be coy while wading through the water.

Juan stays stunned silent for a moment as he tugs his arms up and lays them down over Alan's broad shoulders; he just feels so safe and secure being held tightly like this despite now being much more of a dominant person himself, it's a weird feeling to hit him right now but it’s still more than welcome as he goes along for the ride. It’s like for just a moment he’s back in time again and being picked up out of his chair back on Golden Guardians by Kevin or Henrik for whatever they needed him for, making him feel just so small and submissive again. He wraps his legs around the Adonis' waist and locks his ankles around the small of his broadly toned muscular back: "O-oh kay..." He murmurs back anxiously as he stares deep into those absolutely blasted and faded green eyes, awaiting for his fate.

The concrete grits against his soft skin as Alan lifts the shivering bushy haired jungler out of the water and onto the edge of the pool: "Lay down, keep your legs spread *hic* on me..." The young Adonis husks out lowly as he looks like a beast about to devour his prey, his lower limp plump and damp with saliva as he stares back up the smol and splayed out little jungler's body.

Juan shudders as the cool air hits his and tingles his wet and sensitive smooth skin; he wordlessly obeys as he spreads his legs out far and keeps his ankles in the air as Alan spreads his thighs up and apart: "Blab..." He grunts out, looking to his left. The cool air makes his hot breath appear for a quick moment, spilling out from the sides of his mouth as he tries to control the lion within himself in this drunken horny state he's in.

The smol, wet, and tiny little jungler appears on the right side of Alan, eagerly awaiting his word: "Yea?" He quips, gently pawing the golden god's massive biceps as he awaits further command.

"Shluck my cock... pmlease..." The hunky support hums out lowly as he whips his head to the side to stare at the smoler jungler and his slightly damp sleek black hair: "You look really *hic* good without a hat on by ze way..." He mumbles out quickly before turning his attention back to Juan's tight, smooth, and untouched little pink asshole displayed in front of him like it's the main course of his meal.

Blaber blinks; stunned at what he just heard: "You want me to suck your cock underwater?" He asks for clarification as his cock throbs around freely underwater from the compliment. The hot air he expels through his nose shows out in the air for just a brief moment; quickly whisked away about as fast as he breathes it out.

"Yeshh pelasshh~" The flustered yet focused Adonis hums back with a wet hiss as he props his elbows up on the edge of the pool and spreads those tightly rounded smooth cheeks apart; he spits on that tight and tiny little hole and Juan whimpers out as his toes clench around air: "I’m not tryna lick chlorine, relax a lil..." He hums out warmly to the trembling little jungler, his eyes already feasting at the sight of the splayed out twink below him before his mouth gets to taste.

Juan bites his lip at just the right time as Alan swipes the flat of his heavy tongue right over his wet and tight little ring of pink muscle: "G-gho-oohhhddd..." He whimpers out with a shudder as Alan repeats the motion a few more times before poking the tip of that slippery tendril right on through his asshole: "Oh-hohhly fuck.. that g-goddamnn..." He grinds out through his tightly gritted teeth as that dastardly large floppy tongue quickly gets to work slipping in deep; his eyes snapping shut as that fat slippery tongue slips and slides around inside his heat, slowly but surely digging a little deeper each passing second.

Blaber shakes his head out as he still was frozen in place; his head trying to wrap around just how he's about to do this: "Deep-over there please... ahhn godd..." The sloppy drunk little jungler cries and croons out in fervently drunken passion in the brisk nighttime air, his calls echoing out and getting lost in the darkness of the night. He can hear Juan slap and dig his fingers around his arms or elsewhere on his body as he tries to hold onto something as his asshole gets slurped up and plundered: "Can't be that hard... right?" He, the smoler and ever so tenacious jungler hums to himself as he stares at that small bit of space between Alan's spread legs and the pool wall, quickly figuring out he needs to fit in that space.

The longer he stares at Alan’s plump, heavy, and erect girthy monster twitching as it hangs in free suspension in the water, more and more saliva starts pooling up in his mouth and the more he actually starts believing he can do this: "I fit that in me before... I can do it again..." He hums the motivation to himself as he starts taking a few deep practice breaths.

Juan's voice cracks as his whines and whimpers through his asshole getting slobbered and monched right on through: "G-ggaoohh my god.. I... mmmm soooo fucking… sooo fuckinggg hot inside... more moremoremoreeeee...." He cries out pleadingly as he drops his feet down on Alan's massive hunched back, his ankles locking around each other as he tips his tight little ass up in the air a little more, letting that deviously fluttering and plungering tongue dredge even deeper up in his heat. His hot breath shows out in the air with every little wet gasp he makes; a faint fog that quickly disperses as quick as it arrived.

Blaber smirks as he stares for a second longer at the slight side view of his sopping wet and buttery smooth bushy haired friend lose his absolute mind; the moonlight hitting his body makes every little muscle and ridge on his arched up side from his ribs to his locked up thighs show out well and he is here for the show: "He's so drunk, Alan doesn't even have to try..." He giggles to himself before he quickly refocuses and takes a final breath as he stares at that throbbing cock waiting for him underwater: "Here fucking goes...' He prays out silently before dropping down underwater.

"T-touch me... Nyaaaoowwahhh...." Juan's insatiable cat calls of raw pleasure ring out in Blaber's ears as he reaches for the Adonis' thighs and quickly aligns himself in front of that small nook of space between his body and the pool wall: "S-stomach... sides... touch me... fucking pweaseee..." The jungler begs incessantly hotter, sluttier, and needier above water.

Still feeling fine on air, Blaber looks center at that throbbing pink applehead that could more than plug his mouth shut; any precum he'd expect to see is immediately washed away: "No time to waste~" He quickly hums to himself as he squints his eyes shut and wraps his lips around that plump and heavy pink tip: "Woah~" The smol jungler's mind all but shuts down as that decadently searing stretch of his lips has him feeling loopy already and the tip is just barely past his teeth.

The submerged tawny twink's cock aches as he steadily stuffs back inch after inch of that hot Partially Polish sausage back between his lips. He already knew his mouth was too small for his cock anyways, so the seal around that thick meat is airtight as he starts bobbing even faster: "Your hands... so h-heavyyy... keep feeling meeeee..." The drunkenly needy little jungler whines through his loose wanton moans in his heavily flustered moment of pleasure.

Blaber opens his eyes and sees he's close to halfway down that thick shaft lodged back in his mouth; the sight of seeing those thick veins bulging out on Alan's tender skin makes him gag, air bubbles pour out on all sides of his mouth: "Y-you ahhhhnnn... you got me... so fucking tight… so fucking… gyah~" Juan grinds out, his voice getting sluttier and needier each passing second as Alan shows no signs of slowing down any time soon.

Suddenly Blaber chokes again as Alan moves his legs apart a little further as he slouches down deeper between Juan's tightly toned smooth thighs; his heavy cock pushes a little deeper back in his mouth, making the submerged twink see stars for just a moment: "Air..." He groans to himself after a second passes of not moving, his jaw slack and slightly numb and mouth still sucked as tight as he can around that gurthy shaft.

As he pulls his lips off, the chlorine flavored water filling his mouth up again makes him choke and cough out as he resurfaces: 'Ohhhh goddd..." Blaber hacks out as he gasps for air, shaking his head out as he coughs up loose bubbly saliva right into the pool water.

"G-ggoohhh ohhh goddd I'm fucking... fucking losing my goddamn mind... over your fucking tongue..." The hot, drunk, and bothered little jungler caws out as he relishes in the heat of his asshole getting spelunkyed: "You.. you big dicked~ ahhnnnn... big tongue havin bahhss… bastard..." He chokes out through his labored wanton moans as he squeaks the highest pitched caw of raw pleasure out of the night so far. His hot and wet little cat gasps for air spill out freely as he arches his back up even more, letting his slim yet tightly lean little frame show out beautifully with the curve he's hitting.

Blaber wipes his damp matted down hair from his eyes and he finally registers just how tingly his lips feel right now despite only sucking Alan's cock for just a few seconds: "I can... I can go again..." He assures himself, wiping his mouth of spit with his even wetter wrist as he stares at the hunched and naked Adonis, his neck and backside draped with Juan's tightly toned skinny legs. His tender lips vibrate some and his head still feels a little loosey-goosey from the absolute headrush of sucking down such a massive cock underwater; a feeling he so desperately wants to keep feeling and ride that high as far up as he can.

"Mmmhmmm..." Alan gasps back approvingly seemingly as he devotes 10000% of his time, energy, and effort to burrowing his tongue as deep as he can inside Juan, doing his best to break the jungler's mind without even saying a word. The hunched hunky support's hefty grizzly paws slide their way up the curve of the flustered little jungler’s finely trimmed up sides, squeezing the edges of his sucked in little tummy and gliding each of his thick fingers over his ribs like they were keys on a piano: "Y-youuuu bah-basttard..." The flustered bushy haired jungler cries out as he loses a little bit more of himself to the raging heat of the moment.

"One last time~" Blaber mewls to himself as he tries to recenter and focus himself on what he wants to do; his head is still slightly fuzzy but he's pushed through harder before, plus he knows how amazing he’ll feel when his head starts feeling fuzzier: 'Deep breath..." He sighs out to himself before breathing and dipping his head back underwater.

The submerged little jungler quickly swims his way over to those spread tree trunks for legs and he wraps his arms around those plump hams for thighs as he centers himself back between Alan and the wall behind him: "I hate... I hate ahhnn... I hate how fucking... how fucking bad I need you to fuck me..." Juan meekly and desperately cries out from above water, his voice faltering as his moans force their way out first before his words.

Alan stays silent other than a few low grunts; the drunken soggy twink’s voice cuts out sharply with a hitched moan as the hunky support dredges his tongue even deeper up in that tight and tasty hole he’s been feasting on: "I feel so bad... so fucking bad but..." Juan whines out in flustered distress, not wanting anything more in the world right now than Alan: "I need m-myahhhh... back broken.... I deserve it... deserve it so bad… please…" The defeated little jungler cries out as he begs for dick, hating how much he’s loving getting dragged back down to what he used to feel like.

Blaber's tight little almond eyes cross as he stares at the massive veiny slab of a fat hearty cock stuck right in front of his face; he closes his eyes as he opens his mouth, not wanting to wait any longer: "It's not that bad..." The submerged tiny twink moans to himself as that familiar heavy weighted taste brazenly slides over his flattened tongue, stretching his thin little lips out again as his mouth gets filled up like he remembers.

Slowly and steadily the submerged little jungler graciously slides his mouth up and down well over half of the young n’ hung hunk’s thick meaty cock; only a few air bubbles escape from his sides as he goes, already perfecting his breath control: "I feel like..." Blaber gushingly moans to himself as his brain all but turns to mush with that plump tip now poking at the top of his throat; a shudder ripples down his body as he holds still for a second, wanting to savor this lewd sensation of close to every possible inch of that fat throbbing cock stuffed back inside his mouth, filling his tight and tiny maw almost to the brim underwater. He can feel every vein and every little tremble on that hearty shaft as it stays lodged between his thin little lips like a cork in a wine bottle just waiting to be popped out: "I'm seeing stars..." The tiny tawny jungler mewls internally as his vision goes fuzzy for a moment, that lovable fuzzy feeling coming back with a vengeance.

"My legs... my legs feel like buh-butter already..." Juan cries out sharply through clenched teeth; Blaber barely registers it as he floats in an almost stasis-like trance in the warm water with the Adonis' cock buried between his lips: "You baaahh.... fucking bitch~" Juan winces out with a soft whimpering cry, hating even more just how cute, shrill, and twinky he sounds right now.

Another moment passes and Blaber quickly snaps out of his trance as he feels Alan nudge forward a bit, almost pushing his tip down his throat: "Wait~" He mewls to himself in a panic as he quickly slides his lips off that heavy cock and resurfaces before that sensational tingling feeling takes him any father and he starts struggling to breathe: "Oh fuck~ fuck…" He coughs out as he's allowed to breathe again, treading water as he swipes his sleek black hair from his eyes and pounds on his chest to clear his throat.

The freshly resurfaced jungler takes a moment to catch himself before he swims over to Alan, ignoring Juan's cries for dick as just sounds in the background of his life: "Ok I'm..." He coughs and wheezes out as he taps the hunk's broad shoulders: "I can't suck dick under... under water no mo'..." He sputters out as he clears his throat, not wanting to go back down anymore.

A second passes before Alan quickly taps Juan's thighs: "D-don't leave me like that..." The whiny and needy little jungler protests with a hiss; he lay back deflated on the concrete as his chest rapidly rises and falls, his hot panting breaths quickly dispersing in the cool air as Alan pulls himself off of him, his protests being easily thwarted: "Your tongue ohmy fucking goddd..." Juan cries out with a pitched up droning airy moan as that long slippery tendril unfurls out of his wet and stretched little hole: "My... my asshole is... so cold..." He giggles out with another waning hiss as the cool air quickly brushes right over his tenderly tense and bare naked body, making him shudder on the ground.

Alan shakes his head out and stumbles in the water as he runs his hands through his hair: "Ohholy..." He murmurs out, his head not all there yet as he was only able to breathe in so much while sucked tight around Juan's now stretched and juicy little asshole: "That was... a lot, hahn…" He murmurs out again as he takes a few deep breaths to control himself, the sudden rush of this abundance of air making him feel even more lightheaded for the moment.

"I fucking hate how much... how fucking much I need… need you inside me right now..." Juan grinds out with a wet and meek whimper as he palms his neglected erection laid up on his stomach: "I never get like this anymore… it’s *hic* too much… but I need it… I need you…" He whines out his languid twinky distresses as he gives himself a few courtesy strokes with his shaky hand: " G-god I-ahn… I need you... I need you so badddd…" The smol jungler pleads out as he still lay flat, not wanting to move right now despite shivering almost all over from the air.

"I'll fuck da both of you... just gimme affhhmmm... second..." Alan hums out with a deep sighing exhale as he palms his absolutely throbbing forehead; the young, wet hot hunk looks tense all over top down from his toned thick neck down to his toes as every little muscle looks tight and bulging on his smooth golden skinned body: "Blab... sit up there next to him... keep yourselves warm fa me, I'll join you two in a sec..." He murmurs out as he puts both hands on the pool wall and looks down at the wavering reflection of himself in the water, taking a second to wind down and collect himself as best as he can.

"Ok..." Blaber shrugs as he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand; he swims over to the edge of the pool and hoists his naked self out and sits right next to Juan on the cool gritty pool concrete: "Hey~" He giggles out cutely as he stares at his bushy haired drunken friend, laying flat like a pancake with rosy red cheeks and tightly trimmed muscles all tensed up from his cute little pecs down to his taut, soft, smooth, and sculpted little thighs.

Juan blinks a few times and reaches up for his chain for something familiar to grab on; he smirks as he stares up at his sopping wet and butt-ass nekkid tawny friend's head hovering over him: "Hey..." He giggles back warmly as he eyes down Blaber's flat chest and those two tiny dull pink nipples: "Help me up gamer..." He coos out softly as he reaches up for Blaber’s support.

"You're not thaaatt drunk you can't sit up, are you?" Blaber hums out teasingly as he helps Juan sit up; he wraps his arm around his shoulder once he's upright to help hold him in place.

"Pfft~ No, I'm just..." The bubbly little jungler snickers back with a slight scoff: "I'm just lazy... and horny..." He hums back again, sighing a little more this time as he settles into himself sitting upright now, his body slouching forward a bit as he gets comfortable: “A-an mah head is spinning… I’m jus… I’m fuckin’ weak righ’ now vrodie….” He sighs out as he tips his head up a little to breathe.

Blaber stares at the glossy and honeyed eyed little jungler directly in his face, knowing not a single thought is going on behind those small hooded and beady hazelnut eyes: "Ya know, you beg like a dog when you're drunk but, I’ll throw you a bone. You wanna make out so you can taste the last lil bit of his cock in my mouth?” He mewls back his suggestion as he coyly tilts his head slightly to the side, trying to feel at least some control over someone tonight before he lets the hunky winner do as he pleases to the both of them.

Juan's blushed, glossy, and faded pink-kissed cute face drops into the most cartoonishly pleading puppydog beg as he's reminded quickly of how bad that burning craving desire to be filled and stretched out inside his guts by Alan rages on inside his guts right now: "I'm so fuckin desperate man like, I hate- I hate how..." The soggy bothered twinky jungler bumbles out with a meek whimper as he self-degrades himself on the spot.

Feeling a little more tenacious than his usual tonight right now, Blaber leans his tanned bony face forward and cuts Juan’s yapping off by pressing their lips together; he quickly slips his tongue through the bushy haired jungler's lips to try and coax his tongue out and back with him in his mouth: "Mffghghmmm..." The flustered little jungler wetly mumbles out with a soft moan as he melts down quickly into their kiss.

No words, only soft chirping moans escape between these two as their kiss sparks and fans new flourishing flames of quick-found passion between the two of them this poolside night. Juan wraps an arm around Blaber's bony shoulders and returns the favor to hold onto him too as he leans into their kiss a little harder. He's loving every little flutter he feels on the inside of his cheek from Blaber’s little tongue tapping all around inside; Juan’s wanton moans seep hot with desire as the residual taste of warm spongy flesh slides over his tongue with more as more of Blaber’s sweet saliva slides all down his throat too, letting him savor that faint taste of an appetizer of the hunk’s cock before he gets fed the main course later.

Blaber pops one eye open as he's sober and fully capable of multitasking, he eyes down Juan's smol seated frame squished up close on his side; his attention drawn immediately to that fat throbbing slab of a rounded cock he has laid out on his thigh, leaking and smearing precum all on his soft and smooth olive-kissed skin: "God he's sooo fucking lucky..." He groans to himself as he fumbles his free hand down the bushy haired jungler’s lean little frame to touch that plump and twitching cock of his.

The drunken jungler hitches an airy whimper out as his tender and neglected cock gets graced with touch; Blaber gently keeps his fingers pressed down on the side of that tender shaft as he slowly wraps them around, wanting to feel him get hard on his fingers: "He's bigger than me but smaller than him..." The smol, taupe, and soggy little jungler mewls to himself as he works his bony hand up and down that hefty shaft, moaning harder already as he imagines getting dicked down hard by it on the poolside here right now.

The sweltering hot bleating air between the two twink's tiny mouths spills out on each other's cheeks as they lap and ravage each other's lips; spittle slipping and spilling out loosely on their exposed bare skin below, spreading down and into each other's smooth bare thighs squished so snugly together. Quickly Blaber spreads his legs apart so his dick can breathe and throb out in the cool air; he tangles his tight and lean little twig of a right leg up with Juan's tight and toned left leg with their feet hovering right over the water: "He's prolly too drunk to use both hands right now..." The smol jungler moans to himself as he lets Juan's slippery tongue skip, flip, and flop around like a drunk frog in his mouth.

A few sweet sticky moments of their tenderly hot poolside make-out sesh persists a little longer before Blaber hears the sound of sloshing water in front of him; he opens up one eye and side eyes Alan wade up to them as he sucks on his middle and index fingers on both hands in quick succession: "The Lion... is never late to his... own orgy..." Alan rowls out lowly like he just soaked his face in cold water for 30 seconds, sounding absolutely famished too with every word that stumbles out with sweet juicy lips.

"Wha~" The sober lil horndog jungler starts to hums out with a wet gushing gasp as he quickly pulls his lips off of his bushy haired lover’s loosely open maw; he can already see Alan's massive burly arms move in his peripherals but he’s too focused on how delicious Juan’s lips have been tasting for him to put two and two together.

"Gah-ahhnnn..." The inebriated little twink hisses out sharp and suddenly as he locks his arm up right on Blaber's shoulders as Alan plunges his slicked up two fingers on his left hand right up inside that smooth, slicked, and quivering little pouty asshole.

Blaber barely gets his tiny soggy head tilted forward before his eyes register that wet and muscular golden-skinned hunk's broad upper body standing right in front of him; he barely registers his other toned hulking arm swooping down and aiming right between his spread skinny legs: "Ahh- aaahnnnn… ffffuckkk d-eude..." The smol tawny jungler hisses out sharply as those two rounded fingertips quickly press inside his tenderly slick and quivering little ring of pink muscle without any hesitation.

The tenacious jungler's beady beveled brown eyes widen as he watches those two thick fingers slowly slip deeper inside his heat with such relative ease; he feels every inch of those burly digits seep farther back inside and stretch his tiny hole out, a burning tease of a feeling that has him whimpering inside for more every second longer the feeling lasts: "Holy fuuhhckkk..." Blaber gushes back out in steaming hot passion as he snaps his eyes shut, the quickly-sparking white-hot heat already far too much for him to handle.

"You're burning up...." The hunk nonchalantly hums back as he basks the tiny twink with his warm and dreamy low emerald gaze: "I gots me a plan now and I-" The victorious support pauses to clear his throat for a second; Juan's lungs empty out with depraved airy whimpers as Alan's already down to his knuckle and rubbing against his tender skin: "An I fink ish... pre gewddd..." He grumbles out with a low schloppy chuckle, still seemingly severely shitfaced despite having quick-fleeting moments of sobriety every now and then.

Blaber lets go of Juan's cock as he needs that hand to prop himself up as those two thick fingers plunge deeper and scissor apart inside his heat without pause: "God they're... you're sooo fuckin' thickkk~" He grunts out with a gritty whimper, clenching his jaw tight as he twitches in place getting his tight little ass split in half: "He... his fingers are thicker than me..." He mewls to himself with some slight sadness to his croon as he stares at his slumped neglected erection twitching and leaking precum all around on his lap, thighs, and stomach, desperately needing to be touched.

Both jungler's can only watch and whimper as Alan smirks like a smug beach bum hunk getting away with absolute murder right now as he sloppily slips and slides his fingers in and out of each of their little assholes; both of those tiny and pouty twink holes clench tight around his fingers so snugly, never wanting to let them go as he burrows them deeper and deeper up in their heats: "You wanna hear mah plan?" He blurts out after a few seconds of shared hot moaning silence between them three.

Blaber's head is tilted back as he tries to catch his composure before he gets too high to keep himself grounded; Juan's drunkenly limp head hangs down, locks of his damp curly brunette bushy hair hangs down in front of his face as he seems content with letting his asshole get plundered: "I saidddd..." He hums out jeeringly again as he slips his fingers back for the both of them: "Do~" He hums just the first word out, snapping his fingers forward as he's too drunk to be any more patient.

Juan perks his head up sharply as those mighty fingers quickly slam past his prostate: "YES! Yesyesyes please..." The loosey-goosey bushy hair jungler cries out with an airy pitched yelp that cuts through the nighttime darkness.

"Y-YES... Jesus, yes what... what..." Blaber sloppily and sharply cries out at roughly the same time as those thicc burly fingers dap up his prostate too as they slam deep up his guts, his airy yelps pleated heavily with the shared wet passion harmonizing slightly with Juan's own defeated meek whimpers.

Alan snarls and shows some teeth now with his dasteredly smug smirk now fully crept across his handsomely chiseled face: "Yer both gonna tell me how fuckin' bad you want me... then imma fuck you both." He hums out as he bites his bottom lip watching both Juan and Blaber leak precum on their thighs and stomachs as they stare at him with a shared glossy beady gaze, waiting to be told what to do next: "Pretty simple, yeh?" He hums back with a slight whistle, enjoying being even more dumb on purpose now since no one can tell him otherwise.

"Fuck me... please..." Juan desperately cries out almost instantly as his asshole gets pillaged without remorse: "I don wanna... I don wanna think r-right o-or walk right outta here..." He grinds out with a trembling meek tone of voice, not having any self-respect left in his whimpering little body at this point anymore.

Alan dashes his eyes over to Blaber who's staring wide eyed right between his splayed chopstick legs, watching those thick snapping fingers somehow slip even deeper inside him and press up on his inner walls ever so randomly: "You?" The support hums out after a brief moment of wet slippery passion passes.

Those glossy hooded little hazelnut eyes roll until they find Alan's face; he swallows deeply, his Adam's apple bulging up and down behind his tight taupe skin: "F-fold me up like a.. a goddamn pretzel..." He meekly moans out as his words get caught between a long drawn out moan: "I can take it... I need to take it..." He whines back some more, his crisp voice crackling as his moans start to overpower his function to speak words.

Alan nods approvingly, his smirk now reaching devious status as his lust and alcohol twisted brain fires away with heavily lewd thoughts of what he's gonna do to each of them and their tight and trim little asses: "I can do boffa that... no problem..." He giggles out like a proud dumb idiot as he quickly snaps his hands away from both of the twinks grippy little holes: "But i'm takin' back wha I said earlier bout fuckin yew twos in this pool..." He hums out as he wades over to the ladder to get out.

"I'm not fuckin you two in the pool..." He grunts out as he slowly climbs up the ladder and out of the water.

Blaber blinks; his heart stops along with time for this brief moment as Alan steps foot onto the poolside concrete. The twinkling silver rays of this etheral moonlight illuminate half of his bare hulking frame and the water that still falls from his sides and shoulders. The free falling shimmering turquoise liquid falls slowly to the ground and splashes on his feet and calves; the beads of warm water that stay on his skin trace down his skin illuminate well to show every little crease and fold across his smooth and burly torso. Alan runs his hands through his thick golden honey hair, pulling it back as the cool breeze sobers him up a little for a brief moment as well; his bloodshot and hooded emerald gaze focus up and stare forward as goosebumps rise all across his skin. His thick and heavy pink slab of cock meat heavily swangs side to side between his strong meaty thighs, water dripping all down his veiny shaft and off his flared, plump, and juicy tip.

Blaber blinks again; unable to register if his heart started back up again: "Woah~" He gasps out softly in awe, his visible hot breath quickly rising up the sides of his face as he gawks.

Alan shakes his head out after a second of standing still and subtly aura farming; he drops his shoulders with a low exhale and lets his hot air hiss out into the twilight night sky: "I'mma give you somethin real- just wait a sec. I'll tag you in this time." He hums out lowly and sweetly to Blaber as he darts his eyes over to the awestruck little tawny twink ogling him up.

Blaber still can only blink as he watches Alan walk forward with broad steps, his expression dropping a little as he quickly turns his attention to Juan: "You wanna limp outta here? I thought you hated this..." The young hunk teases out as he steps over behind them.

Whimpering, Juan whips his head to the side and stares right up Alan's bare dripping-wet muscular frame from the thighs up: "I got more horny than drunk..." The bushy haired jungler mewls out in defeat: "You're a big dick bastard ya know..." He pouts out as he stirs ever so restlessly, his cute squishable face now flaring up a hot shade of pink as he's long lost the battle with the heat devouring him up inside: "But please..." He coos back, reaching out and pawing at Alan's knees.

"Wait." The support hums out as he steps away for a second: "I'll be nice..." He hums out sweetly as he grabs one of the towels from behind him and lays it out in front of him on the ground: "Get on the towel, turn around, hands and knees fer me..." He commands out calmly before folding his arms across his chest.

Juan swallows hard, his dignity long gone as he shakily gets to his feet and steps over to the towel; he gets down on his hands and knees with his tightly toned and spread little taut cheeks spread and presented to Alan: "Y-you really... really remind me of K-kevin... a-and Hehnn~ ahhnn, Froggen..." He chokes out with a meek giggle, his hands trembling as they grip the fabric beneath him.

"Did they both dick you down until you broke?" The smug hunky support hums back calm and cooly before globing saliva down on the palm of his hand.

Juan's cheeks flash even pinker and hotter while his heart flutters for a moment as he gets a quick flashback to the "ah fuck we didn't get into playoffs" sex he had with Kevin and Henrik back in 2019 Summer. He was a scapegoat for both of them back then for their shit playing since he was still so new back then (and they were well past their primes), but all he remembers from that "solo lanes and jungler meeting" was just how damn fast they all got naked and then his tight little ass furiously bouncing off Kevin's lap after getting bent over his desk, and then his brain shutting off as he got flipped and spitroasted in the air between Kevin and Henrik together. 

He shuts his eyes as a tender jolt of passionate ecstacy ripples down his spine, causing goosebumps to spread all arcross his taut and smooth little cheeks: "They fucked me until my legs couldn’t work..." He meekly moans out sharply as his knuckles turn white clenching the towel so hard.

The hunky support cracks a smug grin and growls as he drops to his knees; the jungler's buttery smooth and quivering little pink hole is looking more than ready to swallow his cock whole: "Tell me when your legs are numb then." Alan calmly hums back as he drops his heavy girthy cock down, pressing his shining pink tip right over the shuddering jungler’s tight little hole.

Juan bites his breath; the last little silver wisp of air slips out from his little pink lips and fades into the night as he holds this pose, waiting to be penetrated for real this time. Not even a second passes before Alan sinks his tip inside and the first few inches in as well to quickly follow: "Y-ye-aahhnnn...ahhnnn..." The flustered little jungler yelps out in a flurried passion as he's penetrated, his toes curling and his feet kicking around as his tender little asshole gets gaped.

Alan bites a cocky moan out as he gyrates his hips and pelvis around a little, turning his cock reverse-clockwise like it's a joystick as he digs it down even deeper up in Juan's warm and velvety smooth tight guts: "You got sum grip on ya..." He hisses out through clenched teeth: "You're just... so railable like..." He moans out with a low chuckle as he sinks over half his thick cock up in his guts as spit drips down from the corners of his lips and down on those tight cheeks he's pounding and splitting apart as he's feeling like an actual lion going crazy style on his prey in the wild.

Juan's little bloodshot eyes quickly snap open as he feels both Alan's heavy hands clamp down on his sides right on his waist, those thick fingers digging into his lower back as the cocky hunk pulls his hips back, dredging his thick cock back out slowly through his guts like it's a stuck anchor in the muck: "God~" Alan huffs out before tightening his grip and snapping his hips forward with a sudden rough thrust.

"Glyuh~" The wet spittle of a sound escapes from Juan's emptied lungs as the thrust was powerful enough to make his arms lose balance and fold under his weight, his tight and trim slender upper body slumps down at the waist on the towel: "Muyuhhnn godddddddd..." The tense yet still so tender little bushy haired jungler moans out wantonly as he takes that thick slithering python of a cock ramming right up his spine with gleeful pleasure.

Blaber makes eye contact with Juan's muddled glossy balls of honey before they flutter shut as Alan brutally picks his pace up gripping and pounding that tight little ass of his into the ground: "Fuck..." He gasps out with a weak airy shudder, his cock throbbing seeing such a smol, fit, and lean body like Juan getting railed and broken down so brutally.

PAPPAPPAPPAPPAPPAPPAPPAP

The slippery wet and meaty skin clapping only gets gushier and and nastier the harder Alan rails away at those two tight cheeks; Juan barely opens his eyes as he's long given up on trying to do anything other than be a vessel for thick dick in this flaring hot moment he’s being reamed on through, his little bubble butt already turning pinker than his cheeks as they get berated and bullied so furiously: "I'm...I.... I'm f-feeling kinda... kinda numb..." Juan blubbers out, not even trying to move his head or body anymore.

Alan snarls; he drags his massive hands up and grips hard around the jungler's ribs: "Blab... c'mere..." He grunts out lowly as he forces a long airy gasping moan out of Juan's lungs as he fucks and squeezes him even harder.

Blaber gets up and steps over to the lewd presentation of Juan losing his mind on a cock maybe the size and thickness of his forearm getting rammed so harshly up his backside: "Go to his face... fuck his mouth. We... we can make him cum... then I can get to you..." The support snickers out deviously as he whips his head back, seemingly coming out of his trance for a moment to pose as the big-dicked himbo he is in the low twinkling moonlight.

And the star-struck tawny twink falls head over heels for Alan and his sweetly lumbering demeanor; his heart beating out of his chest the longer he gets lost in those two glossy and hooded enchanting emerald beauties: "O-okay..." He hums out obediently as his eyes dart down to the side at Juan's slumped and smoothly taut slender frame rocking forward with every deep dick thrust from the young Adonis.

Blaber steps over in front of Juan's limply laid down head; spittle and broken mushy words the only things escaping from those loose and wettened pink shimmering lips aside from those endless deep, low, and intensely passionate moans as his guts get gaped: "H-hey..." He feebly mutters out with a weak flustered smile as he sinks to his knees, predicting he's not gonna get a response.

Slowly, Juan lifts his head upright on his chin as airy stammering moans spill out from his sputtering lips: "Muh legs... feel like buttah-ahhnn.." He passionately cries out as those hard-pounding wet and choppy guttural thrusts beat his back in. Those two prominent pink dimples on the jungler's face are flushed up a scorching hot pink and seemingly only getting hotter the harder Alan rigorously burrows his girthy cock up his backside without remorse.

Blaber's cock quickly throbs to peak hardness as he watches Juan's face twist and melt under the thick scorching heat blanketing and smothering his bent, wet, and sweaty lean frame from all angles: "I g-guess this counts for me beating your ah-ass first in playoffs..." He  shakily giggles out as he reaches down and slips his fingers underneath the bushy haired jungler's chin; cupping his head and lifting him up so he's mouth level with his dick: "Open." He hums out with a slight tremor in his croaking voice.

SCHMACK 

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Alan harshly slaps both his hands down on Juan's lower back and pushes in on his skin as he savagely smashes his hips forward repeatedly, tenderizing the jungler's tight little butt and battering his insides until they’re nothing more but mush. Juan's mouth drops open; Blaber snaps his eyes shut and pops his hips forward: " Gluck~ " The wet choking gag escaping as a near euphoric-level moan escapes from the smol jungler's lips.

“A-aahhnnn..." Blaber airly croons out, drunk off the heat of the moment now as he opens his eyes up and looks down; he stares at Juan's lean and bare sweaty back vibrating from Alan’s brutal dick down alongside the backside of his head too and his damp bushy hair that's brushing up on his stomach as his dick twitches heavily in his mouth. 

The passion-drenched little jungler tips his head to the side and watches Juan's beady eyeballs of bubbling hot honey meltdown from stress to relief in seconds; seeing the side of Juan's scrunched up face, nose, and lips being pressed agasint his own stomach and pelvis has him lurching forward a little from the tight coiling heat in his gut: "God... so fucking.... so fucking amazing... " The smol twinky jungler whines and moans to himself as he lavishes in that slick wet and gushy pulsing feeling of warmth coated all around his shaft. Juan’s tongue barely even moves on its own right now; it only moves as the dick in his mouth moves or when Alan rams his cock down deep in his guts, making him tap the roof of his mouth out of reflex.

The smol tawny jungler hisses out with broken moans as he adjusts his body upright again; he stares down the entire time to watch his slicked up shaft slide back into view and snap back inside those thin and wet pink lips: "Fuckk.." He shakily moans out at the sight of Juan's slicked up puffy pink lips wrapped up so snugly around his shaft and treating it like royalty. He keeps pulling his tight bony hips back until just his tip sits between those plump juicy lips; he quickly moves one hand up to hold the top of the spitroasted little jungler’s head while his other wraps firmly around the underside of his chin: "This might make me cum..." He croons a bubbly moan out to himself before snapping his hips forward, drilling his cock back and forth with a rough sloppy rhythm.

The silver lock and chain hanging off Juan’s tensed up neck bounces out and around off his sweaty chest as his mouth gets fucked and his tight little ass gets pounded. Blaber lets more deep wanton moans and hisses escape out the longer his dick stays plugged between those sweet slippery pink lips; he glances down once and watches himself miss a stroke and plunge his cock hard to the side, showing him the print of his rounded tip on Juan’s smooth flush-kissed cheek: " You're about to cum... I can feel it~" Alan snarls out after he gives out one last deep meaty pounding thrust, making the tiny jungler rut forward in place.

Almost just as quick as the young Adonis buried his thick girthy cock inside that tight little bubble butt, he stands up and lets his entire cock slip right back out, like a sword getting pulled from stone.

Shlick~

Not even a second after that sharp and sudden removal from his heat, Juan's cheeks tighten up as he cums; Alan smirks as he watches the jungler's gaped and quivering pink hole clench up and those two heavy balls of his scrunch up close and twitch as ropes of cum start shooting down on the towel below: "I knew he'd break first..." He mutters out before drooling down on his cock, lathering it back up a little.

Blaber keeps his hips stuck thrusted forward and his hands locked tight around Juan's small head as the bushy haired jungler swallows hard while his shaft lay still like a hard pipe right over his tongue: "What was that… that feeling…" He gasps and moans to himself as he tries to keep them both still while Juan’s orgasm washes over him.

"He needs to breathe, C'mon..." Alan's voice calls out after a second.

Another second passes and Blaber slowly starts to slide his hips back before he feels the weight of Alan's fingers tap on his shoulder: "I wanna fold you like a pretzel and fuck you, like you said I could..." The support hums out sweetly, trying to entice some faster movement out of the shaky and euphoria-high tiny twink.

Blaber blinks as he remembers being pretty much like what Juan is right now, only on a sauna floor just months ago: "Imma need more stretching for pretzel, s-sorry for uh… suggesting it…" He anxiously giggles out with some airy shuddering and stammering moans, all but yanking his hips back and cock out of Juan's mouth as he turns to stand up.

"Oh fuck ohfuckfuckfuck oh muyyy… ohh my g-goddddd" Juan coughs and moans out in pleated pique passionate pleasure now that his lips are free; he writhes around on the towel, his cock pulsing and spasming out hot rope after hot rope of his fresh pearly white cum harder than ever before: "Holllyyyyshitttttt.... my legsssssuhhhhhh.... Ohhh muy fucking legggsssss…" He sloppily moans out with a flush broken smile and a rapidly meek puppydog panting pleas as he rides the tall crashing waves of his orgasm surging through every inch of his tense and sweaty body, loving and craving every second he’s subjected too.

"What the best thing next to pretzel fer righ now den, hmm?" The horny himbo Adonis hums out with a coy headtilt as he beams warm comforting emerald rays of "I'm going to fuck you as hard as humanly possible right now" down on the beady eyed tawny twink in front of him.

"Hmm..." Blaber thinks for a second as that smoldering gaze beaming at him from the young hunk has him feeling hotter than ever: "Pick me up inna- aauh~ uuhh... full nelson... but lemme hug you tho..." The hot and tense little twink hums out as he spreads his arms out, ready to embrace Alan.

The beach bod hunk stammers his step quickly: "Wha- like, hug first or..." He mumbles out, slightly confused as he steps closer to the smol twink awaiting his hug, his heavy cock swinging like Thor's hammer side to side as he moves.

"No like- pick me up inna full nelson, but I wanna wrap my arms around you while you fuck me type shit..." The beady eyed little jungler hums back with a smirk as he stares up at the Adonis, knowing that the meaty python he has slung off his waist is less than an inch from touching his stomach.

Alan's eyes widen as the words hit his brain right this time: "Ohhhh, yeah yeah yeah... that... that makes sense..." He giggles back warmly before bending down and gripping the back and undersides of Blaber's tight and toned little thighs: "Lemme jus~" The support grunts out before swooping the tiny jungler up off his feet.

Blaber's been picked up before; nothing new for him. He drapes his slender arms across the Adonis' shoulder blades and locks his hands around his bony wrists as he lifts his legs up and lets Alan slip his arms underneath his knees so he can slink down a little in his grip: "You're like a lil spidermonkey or sumthin..." The support chuckles out lowly as he locks his left hand in place on Blaber's lower back, just above his ass while his other palms the jungler's bony sides as he hovers his dainty little butt over his plump juicy tip: "You're holding onto me tighter than... than I am to you..." The burly Adonic hunk giggles out as he winces out in slight pain from the jungler's ankles digging into his backside.

"I don't wanna risk falling..." Blaber mewls back anxiously as he shifts and slinks even lower in Alan's tender grip on him; he can feel the heated aura rising from his cock, tempting him to just throw his ass down until he penetrates himself on it: "Imma take you down with me if I fall.." He giggles out with a soft coo as he lowers his gaze and gets lost in the Adonis' dreamy emerald eyes before he loses his mind on his cock.

Alan smiles as he holds still a second staring back at those tight and narrowed glossy beady orbs of melted honey staring back at him; he can see the slight hot pink skin just under Blab’s eyes and above his bony cheekbones, a small detail about those smol opulent eyes he's never really noticed until now. 

As they share their tender moment together, their shared rapid hot breath slips out freely in the cool air and dissipates within seconds, reminding them how cold they’d be if they weren’t keeping each other so hot inside: "The hug feels pretty good, nawt gunna lie..." Alan coos out warmly as he tips his head forward some, tapping foreheads with the jungler.

Blaber smirks, his mind relaxing a little as he was far too ready to get impaled with that fat dick the second he got lifted up: "T-thanks... I like feeling you..." He mewls back as he slips his head to the side and nestles it into the nook of Alan's neck to his broad shoulders, tightening his slender arms and legs up for a snug, full body hug.

"You ready to feel more of me?" Alan mewls back not even a second later, his words teeming with anxiety as he's more than ready to rail his second twink tonight.

Also equally as anxious, Blaber locks his little fingers up even tighter around his wrists and curls his toes up in anticipation: 'Yes~" He pleads out almost instantly with a soft whimper, directly into Alan's ear.

"I thought so~" The hunk hums back before lowering the smol flexible jungler a bit more and angling his hips up a little so the tip of his cock is poised to slide right up inside that tight little hole of his: "'member to relax... it's kinda big for ya, I think..." He low and tenderly growls out, like he's about to respectfully demolish and devour this twink this time.

Before Blaber can get his next exhale out to refresh and lock in, his smol, lean, and twisted little body gets a jolt of raw electric passion shooting all over as that girthy beast snaps up inside him: "Ughhnnn~" He gasps out with a lewd gurgle, his asshole stretching out tight as it struggles to fit those first few inches in: "Ghhnnughh God~" He sputters out, his words not coming any better as his eyes flutter shut and the heat coiling in his gut rages even hotter, like it's molten lava flowing inside him.

"Oh-ho...hoo...ohhh fuckkk!" Alan moans out pridefully; his dick getting that ultra-deluxe vacuum seal tight grip all around his shaft the deeper he keeps snaking it up: "You wanna forget? You wanna forget about losing again? " The massive burly support snarls out with hot and steamy fervor as he holds the bent up little jungler in his arms tight while pillaging his taut and succulent little asshole like it's his last wish.

Blaber blinks heavily and holds his tight little eyes shut as his tenderly warm guts stretch and tingle with every thrust of that magic stick up inside him; he tilts his head down and smothers his nose in Alan's shoulder as his entire body rocks in place: "Yesshhhhh-ohhhh muy gawdddd...." The smol jungler cries to himself as his passionate moans spill out from his lips freely without any sign of stopping.

All Blaber can think of is getting dicked down back in that sauna, wanting to forget a mediocre ending to one of the best splits for him in recent years. And now here he is again at the end of another split, that same depressing weight of failure clinging to him like a cloak while that same fucking fat cock splits his little ass in half. It was supposed to be different again this time, but yet, it has still always been more of the same: "C-cum inside me... I only w-waahhnnt y-you on muyy fuck... fucking minddd..." He mindlessly blubbers out with tears pricking at his tightly clenched eyes as he breathes in through his nose and gets overwhelmed with the chlorine-tinged hunky gamer musk Alan has to him this late night.

"I can... I can... dew that~" The Adonis grunts out as he moves his hands down to grip Blaber's tight little ass as hard as he can; his massive palms cover those two spread tawny cheeks and grip on them tight as his bulky fat cock burrows deeper and deeper up in his guts: "Yer just gotta do... do one ting fer mee..." He hungrily moans out with a low growl, his eyes focused on just how sleek, slender, and bony Blaber's taut and tawny backside looks hugged so tight to him.

"Wha?" The jungler mewls back, biting his moans back so he doesn't sound like a wild banshee in the night as that sweet serendipitous skin clap starts to sound out even louder.

"Kiss me. You never- kissed me in the sauna..." Alan mewls back, like a bruting giant asking politely for a singular glass of milk: "First- ahhnn... first kiss we did t'nite dont count none neither..." He giggles out mischeviously, making his own rules up on the spot as he's too drunk and too horny to care.

Blaber opens his narrowed little eyes back open again; his vision blurred from the smeared tears and shaky as his entire little body shakes from that thick serpent beating away at his asshole like it's a battering ram. He blinks as he thinks back to that sauna again; he was too goddamn sore to give the man a kiss, despite him carrying his limp body to the shower and cracking cheesy jokes with him the entire time, he didn't even give him a lil peck on the cheek.

The bleated little twink’s train of thought gets derailed as his neglected erection throbs hard as it flops and moves around from laying up on his thigh or stomach or bapping around between his and Alan's sweaty bodies, smearing leaky precum everywhere on their skin: "'mmm gonna cummmmm..." He sloppily cries out, his broken words melding with his airy wanton moans as he's so drastically close to his peak. His legs and thighs were already starting to feel a little numb and tingly, but the harder that massive cock callously burrows up his backside, the less and less of his lower body he starts to feel too.

"You cum, I cum~" Alan husks out quickly, his words a little more rushed as he keeps drilling his cock up with harsh choppy thrusts, holding nothing back: "You cum, I cum. Deal?" He pleads, knowing he needs Blaber to answer quick as he's been so bravely holding back his orgasm for a long damn time now to enjoy both Juan and Blaber as much and as hard as possible.

The whimpering little jungler lifts his head up only to stare back at Alan's blush-twisted chiseled face; his immaculate jaw bone and thick brown brow are all he can focus on side from those bloodshot and hooded beady jade eyes: 'Yesh~" He slurs out as he tips his head forward for a kiss, his tiny maw dropped open already as he lets scalding hot and broken euphoric moans seep out loosely directly on the hunk’s waiting face.

Their lips connect and Blaber locks his slender arms tighter around the Adonis' upper back as he lets Alan take over the kiss; his heavy tongue easily overpowering and blanketing Blaber's entire mouth as he barges in and acts like he owns the place. The rough fervent schloppy claps of his asshole getting stuffed and brutalized only get sloppier and squishier as Alan gets loose with it the closer he gets to his peak; Blaber's feet start to slip down the hunk's backside as his thin little twigs for legs turn to deadweight the faster he approaches one of his hardest orgasms ever.

Both men's scorching-hot wanton whimpering wet moans mix in well with the brutally fast and choppy skin clap echoing out into the night; loose spittle seeps and spills out down the corners of both of their lips as their tongues thrash around in each other's mouths and furl up with each other, neither man knowing what to do other than love. Their eyes closed, both Alan and Blaber enter a state of shared euphoria this cold poolside night; the temperature outside proving no match to the shared boiling hot heat built up inside them both. All the smug brunette hunk can think of is the sweet decadent taste of Blaber's fragrant horny depression while he buries close to all of his cock inside that tight little clenching asshole of his. Blaber's brain is melted down to mush as the weight of Alan's confident cocky dominance bears down on him; his mouth is flooded with the strong musk of sweat, poolwater, and sweet sticky hennessy while his insides get renovated and reupholstered by that deliciously heavy girthy slab of mostly American raw cock meat. 

Their short time connected feels like a lifetime; or at least the entire night time together as they both could argue time slowed for them to share their moment as long as possible together: "MMMghnnn!" Blaber tirelessly yelps out with a wet gurgle as he peaks while Alan's heavy tongue cleans and inspects his back molars, preventing him from detaching his mouth fully.

The young Adonis grunts out lowly as he swallows a fresh windfall of Blaber's bubbly fluid saliva as his cock gets gripped so tight and snugly by his succulently pulsing and tender heat: "Mffphmm!" Is the only sweet broken sound escaping from the peaking little jungler's lips as Alan refuses to let him move.

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Blaber cries out in muffled pleated passion as he winces from his asscheek getting spanked so rough and abruptly; his moans quickly melt into whimpers as the tenderly vibrant pain on his ass just feels so goddamn good, his guts constrict even tighter around that fat meaty cock pumping further up inside him. The jungler's brain shuts off as his cock spasms out with sharp painful bursts of his pent up orgasm, relief hitting him like a 747 commercial airplane straight to the dome.

SCHMACK

Alan snaps his other hand back on the jungler's other little bony buttcheek; for sure leaving a sweltering pink hand print on each of his smol tawny cheeks. The Adonis keeps pilfering what's left of Blaber's heat as he thoroughly fucks the tiny tenacious jungler through every second of his orgasm as brutishly hard as he can. He clenches his eyes shut as he snaps inch after inch of his meat up up and away inside Blaber's grippy little asshole; more than ready to let his swollen blimp of a cock explode inside him and paint his guts white.

He starts feeling the trickle of the jungler's freshly spent cum drooling down his front and sides, the sticky fluid mixing along with his sweat and pool water residue as it streams down and feeling so goddamn heavy sliding down his tight muscles in the process. Alan clenches his eyes shut as he slips his mouth away from Blaber's own, letting the little jungler finally breathe freely: "Huunnghh~" The freshly spent and ever so tender tawny twink gasps out with a wet sputter for air, his mind already in the sky as he rides his orgasm high.

"Grraaahn~ Fuck... here it is..." Alan hisses out tightly before snapping close to a third of his cock up inside Blaber's heat; his heavily swollen balls almost swinging up with enough momentum to touch Blaber's tender cheeks for just a moment.

Blaber yelps out at the deep pressing intrusion in his guts and shudders as he feels that thick serpent pulse once inside him, shaking him to his core. A moment passes before that thick cock spasms out again but is followed up immediately with a hot and heavy spurt of cum: "Oh phhhhhucckkk..." The flustered and frantic little jungler sloppily cries out with a loose broken smile plastered on his face as that wet sticky warmth feeling floods his insides while feeling damn near close to entering his stomach as that insatiable slick warmth grows and gets hotter as his inner walls get flooded with every drop of the Adonis' gooey milky white seed.

"Yer... yer fuckin' takin' m-mah gahh damn soul man~" Alan cries out with a cheeky smug whimper as his cock gets milked and his balls emptied out completely as he keeps his cock buried like a pipe in the ground inside Blaber's pouty little asshole: "You feel so fucking t-tight, holy fucking hell~" He gasps out with hissing laughter, loving every second of his cock getting wrung out. Alan’s toes curl up as he holds still, flooding the tiny jungler’s insides with every thick droplet of cum; Blaber’s toes unfurl as he’s long lost any ability to move anything below his waist on his own.

Suddenly Blaber’s brow raises as a slick sinking feeling starts to arise within him as gravity starts to do its thing and all that fresh, hot, thick, and slick cum starts seeping down Alan's shaft and out from his plugged up little quivering asshole: "Pumme down..." The jungler cries out meekly, tapping the hunk's back a few times.

"Why? You feel so~" The young lumbering Adonis moans back before Blaber starts wiggling around on his cock.

"I dun want the cum to drip out..." The smol flustered little jungler moans back as his guts only feel looser the more he twists and turns around that thick and throbbing intrusion lodged deep up inside him.

Alan sighs, he knows Blab's right, especially since they're on concrete and he has no idea how cum stains affect concrete: "F-fine, hol-up..." He grumbles back as he adjusts his grip to pull the taut and lean little taupe twink off his cock and on the ground.

Pop!

The tight and succulent air suctiony pop sounds out before being swallowed whole by the sharp whimpering airy moan of needy petulance as his body so desperatley craves something be rammed up inside his asshole right now: "Holy fuck you're huge..." Blaber pants out with labored breathing as he gets lowered to the concrete, his heart beating out of his flat, smooth, and sweaty chest as that burning emptiness feeling in his guts hits him way harder than he expected.

"You really surprised? You took me before..." Alan mewls down as he gently removes his hands from Blaber’s skin before standing back upright to shake his head out and recollect himself: "Unnnnghhhhhh my goddd...." He sighs out, finally finished with his two choice twinks, now tired, sore, and soon to be hungover mere hours from now when he needs to be up again.

Blaber winces as he rolls over on his side and props his shaky little legs up to try and prevent any more cum from leaking out; that slick flourishing warmth inside him feels so goddamn amazing now as all that cum gets saturated into his guts from his stomach down to his hole: "Not surprised, just in shock… again…" He mewls back exhaustedly as he slowly starts to collect his composure and ride down from his high: "I kinda thought like, at first that... that you'd... finish with him or something, I dunno..." He mutters out to the Adonis as he nods his head over towards Juan.

Laying slumped flat on his back with his tight looking legs loose and laid over each other carelessly, the bushy haired jungler looks like he'd be the victim of a car crash if he weren't caked with sweat, spit, and cum with a still solidly gaped asshole quivering with life between his tight and smooth little cheeks. The jungler's chest rises and falls; his hot breath appears and disappears in the air with his soft and controlled breaths, resting in place until he's told to move: "C’mon, be real dude~" Alan grunts out as he wrings his arms out and pops his back in both directions.

" You tell me who you think is making Worlds a-an tell me who you think will get third place between the uh, three teams between us here." The hunky support hums out as he squats back down near Blaber's side: "I'll demolish him in whatever hotel we're at when he loses in lower bracket and make sure he really has trouble walking and sitting like he’s been fucking begging for..." He proudly scoffs back, sporting a sly smirk as he knows he’s likely right.

Blaber smirks and rolls his eyes at Alan’s audacity: "Big dicked bastard..." He cheekily groans to himself as he tries sitting up again but winces: "I think you broke me legs too..." He whines out as his legs feel like wet strands of spaghetti as he tries to stand them up.

Alan sighs and drops his shoulders; he knew in the back of his mind this would happen but the liquor took over: "You need to be carried too much..." He grumbles out teasingly as he slips his hands under the smol jungler's shoulders and knees and easily scoops him up: "If only we were on the same team, I could carry you sooooo much more…" He hums out jeeringly as he steps over to Juan: "I could carry you every weekend but, ohh if only..." He giggles out the idea cutely as Blaber only rolls his eyes and blushes as he's too sore to laugh about the potential of getting fucked like this on a weekly basis.

His brain only picking up a few words here and there, Juan’s brain signals him to perk up again as he thinks he heard someone talking to him: "Huh?" Juan bumbles out, now hearing words spoken near him for the first time in a minute: "Me?" He asks with a wince as he sits up, not knowing what's happening or who's talking to who.

Alan sighs as he’s too drunk to plan but he has to given the state of these two here; he holds Blaber tight in his arms as he stares down at the half-dead little jungler: "Time to move, time to showa, time to clean…" He whistles out, nudging his head to the house.

Juan whines as he shakily stands to his knees; his lean muscular legs look about as stable as gelatin as he rises up to his feet somehow, his mouth opens like he’s about to bitch and moan about something: "We're not going far, we have a pool shower outside that’s close..." Alan hums out as he cuts Juan off from saying whatever may have been on his mind.

The tol young hunk takes a few steps towards the house but turns to watch the broken and exhausted bushy haired jungler limp after him, making sure he’s able to move; Juan his arm perched on his lower back with his hand slapped down on his ass for support as every step causes a slight twinge of pain to shoot up his spine: "I'm nawt drunk enough to forget this..." He mutters out with a slight grumbling wince, hating hoe he knows he’ll remember everything in the morning.

"You can drink more when you're home. We gotta clean up and you two gotta leave, I go sky for MSI in the morning..." Alan hums out as he makes his way back up the path towards the house: "C'mon, riiiight over here..." He mewls out as he leads the way to the side of the house where they shower off before going inside.

Their words are minimal as all three men are exhausted and fully spent; the two jungler’s each coated in a unique weighted depression after getting their bodies and assholes used and manhandled by the young Adonis. A shared passionate failure they're sure to re-experience later on this year as winning in finals only comes so very sparingly to the two of them in recent years and their punishments will only get hotter and harder to the each of them each time they each go through it, given that Alan is the victor.

They shower, they clean up the cum and spit on the cement the best they can; they don’t even try to do anything about the smell, hopefully just no one comes out here in the morning. Their clothes all scattered together on the ground, some still sopping wet, some just a wrinkled mess; Juan and Blaber each dress back up the best they can and make their way out front to call for rides back home, leaving Alan to shuffle off to sleep before his flight in the morning. No further words spoken as their heads and bodies hurt too much; just quick hugs as they depart from each other, knowing they’ll be with each other again in due time.