"Fuck," he says again, soft. Mostly to himself. Chuck settles back to watch, hand pressed against his thigh. He's not touching himself (yet), wanting to see what the Beckets wanna do for him.
They'll do anything he wants, really. Chuck has two golden boys willing and ready to perform for him. Raleigh is pinned under Yancy's weight, his brothers hands wandering and pushing up under his shirt.
"Thanks," Raleigh pants when he can, when Yancy pulls back and moves on to his neck instead.
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"You got it."
Yancy grins and shoves Raleigh off, pinning him down before slowly, carefully licking his way into Raleigh's mouth.
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"You guys look good."
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They'll do anything he wants, really. Chuck has two golden boys willing and ready to perform for him. Raleigh is pinned under Yancy's weight, his brothers hands wandering and pushing up under his shirt.
"Thanks," Raleigh pants when he can, when Yancy pulls back and moves on to his neck instead.
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Chuck bites his lip and runs his hand over his chest.
"I'd crawl up behind you if I was there," he rumbles. "Bite your neck and kiss Yance around you."