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The oven timer buzzed.
“No! Shit, shit, shit!” Scott growled in frustration.
Notreal jumped in surprise, his fingers stilling as he withdrew his tongue. “It can wait another minute, can’t it?”
“I’ll be quick. So very quick.” Scott grunted when Notreal pulled his fingers out. “And then we’re getting right back to this, okay? Right here. But with dick.” He kissed Notreal and then turned off the timer.
He put on the oven mitts and then opened the oven so he could retrieve the cakes. The sweet aroma of lemon and strawberry smelled incredible, and he grinned as he set the cakes down on the stove. “Wow. I believe we have cake!”
“Oh!” Notreal exclaimed, hovering right behind Scott and peering over his shoulder. “They look perfect! Light golden brown.”
“Pretty good, huh? I think your substitution worked.” Scott chuckled as he bent over to close the oven. Notreal’s hands settled on his hips and then—oh!
Notreal’s cock was right there, pressing against his slick hole, and then the fat head pushed in.
“F-fuck!” Scott moaned loudly, teetering over to brace himself against the counter.
“We are back. With dick. As promised.” Notreal rolled his hips slowly as he pushed the first couple inches into him. “And you…” He gasped sharply and squeezed Scott’s hips. “You feelwonderful.”
“Fuck….God…” Scott couldn’t even put together a coherent sentence, totally consumed by the thick cock opening him up.
“I’m sorry. I didn’t want to wait one more moment.” Notreal growled as he thrust harder. “I’ve never felt anything like you before. You feel perfect.”
Scott’s body ached from the fantastic stretch, and he bowed his head, spreading his legs wide to alleviate some of the pressure. “It’s good. Mmm, it’s so fuckin’ good!”
Notreal kept fucking Scott harder and faster until every hot inch was stuffed inside of Scott’s ass. “Oh! Scott! It fit! I can’t believe it fit!”
“I told you!” Scott laughed breathlessly, turning his head to grin back at Notreal. His ass was throbbing from being so full, and he rubbed his stomach. He groaned when he felt Notreal’s cock bulging out, and his legs quaked. “Oh, Ch-Christ, baby… I can feel your dick here. You’re the biggest thing I’ve ever had in me.”
“Is it bad? Should I stop?” Notreal stopped abruptly, petting the back of Scott’s head.
“No!” Scott all but growled. “Don’t stop. Please, don’t stop! Just keep going, please!” He whined, pushing back on Notreal’s cock.
“Yes! I can do that!” Notreal sounded absolutely relieved, and he renewed his eager pace, grinding his cock deep into Scott’s body.
“Mmm, yeah, there we go. There we go, baby.” Scott melted into the counter and bowed his head. He’d never been so stuffed in his entire life, and he turned his head to see the two of them in the mirror on the wall beside the fridge. “Fuck. Fuck, that’s so hot.”
“You see why I couldn’t stop watching you?” Notreal growled, a low and inhuman rumble that made all the hair on the back of Scott’s neck stand up. He fucked Scott harder, using a strength that no man was capable of. “You… are… incredible!”
Scott blushed furiously, blown away by the praise and the ruthless fucking. No one had ever been able to give it to him like this, and it was everything he could do to take every fierce slam. He was full, hot, and his dick was dripping where it was pressing into the counter. “God, you… you feel so damn good…Fuck!”
Notreal didn’t slow down, his hips snapping forward impossibly faster. He leaned closer, pressing Scott’s chest against the counter as he continued to fuck him.
Scott moaned helplessly, loving every second of the merciless railing. He was fairly certain he was drooling, and his feet were being lifted from the floor from the powerful force of Notreal’s thrusts. “Yes, yes, fuck, mmm!”
Notreal’s sharp teeth grazed over Scott’s skin as he mouthed at his shoulder. His panting was frantic now, and he clawed at Scott’s hips. He growled as his cock pulsed without warning, howling, “Scott!”
Scott’s head snapped up from the counter, and he sobbed as Notreal’s hot come flooded his hole. He was so full that his insides throbbed, and he forced his hand underneath his body to grab his dick. He jerked off furiously as he chanted, “Don’t stop, don’t stop, keep fucking me, just keep fucking me, keep—oh!”
He came with a broken cry, his cock shooting across the counter hard enough to make his head light and the kitchen spin. His heart was pounding so hard that he thought it was going to pop out of his chest. He wheezed, desperately trying to catch his breath. “Holy f-fuck, baby.”
Notreal collapsed forward, pinning Scott to the counter. He hugged him close, murmuring, “There are no words. Simply no words.”
“That was amazing. Let’s start there.” Scott stretched his legs and groaned. He grinned, suddenly giddy as he said, “Happy fuckin’ birthday to me.”
Notreal laughed and pressed a tender kiss to the back of his neck. “Happy birthday, dear Scott.” He groaned as he pulled his cock free. “Who knew that baking could be so erotic?”
“ThoseCake Warsguys are really missing out.” Scott grunted, his hole clenching around nothing. He stood up straight and stretched his back. He turned around to kiss Notreal, draping his arms around his shoulders. “Mm, we still gotta ice it, you know. Definitely some more erotic potential to be had.”
