February 2025 Drabble #1

Reaper/Cassidy – intercrural; glory hole – Reaper decides to try out a glory hole but the experience immediately goes sideways.

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Gabriel doesn’t have to wait long. Once he is situated in the cut out, his ass out on display and his legs stretching out luxuriously beneath, he can hear the shuffling of footsteps on the other side of the dividing wall.

The nanomachines start to quiet down immediately, his fast pumping heartbeat slowing into a more sedate pace. He closes his eyes slowly like a sleepy kitten and arches his spine to make his ass lift up on the other side of the wall.

He can hear a lazily winding little whistle that drowns out the gentle click of the segments of his spine hitting together.

“Ain’t you a damn beaut.” The voice on the other side is a little distorted but it still makes him startle for a moment. His brain wants to dredge up some memories from a different lifetime but he temps down on that before it can really sour his mood.

What are the odds that a ghost from his past should find him here and now? Hands grip his ass cheeks. They’re nice and big and dig into his flesh. The left one feels cold and hard like metal. Gabriel hisses softly, trying to twist his hips to the side and away for a second before he feels the warm, heavy weight of a cock slotting between his ass cheeks.

He immediately stops squirming. A low, lazy laugh drips through the divider like syrup.

“Yeah. Cock gets you to quiet down, huh? Don’t worry. I’ll take good care o’ ya.” Even the way he speaks is lazy, the different syllables bleeding into each other.

Gabriel bites idly at his wrist, his eyes fixed at the closed door ahead. He’s alone in the tiny cubicle but he tries to remain quiet even so; something like pride not wanting him to let the other know how greedy he is for his cock. Hos badly he needs it.

He’s came into the establishment with a limp and the deep seated want to get fucked until his brain shuts off. The hot rod nestled between his cheeks promises just that.

He feels the other knead his ass cheeks. He spreads them apart, presumably getting a nice long look at Gabriel’s cunt; fucked open and glistening wet already. He’s prepared himself, of course.

But instead of letting his dick slide right where Gabriel needs it most, the asshole squeezes his cheeks back together, tight around the fat, throbbing heat of his shaft.

He ruts a few times; the pressure is just enough to scratch that itch, albeit superficially. Gabriel bites his wrist harder.

“Damn, you got a nice, fat ass. Fuckin’ dream right there.”

Then fuck it, Gabriel thinks angrily. He can feel a feral edge starting to creep in at the edges.

As if he’s heard him, the man on the other side finally shifts. His heavy cock starts sliding down, catching against the swollen rim of Gabriel’s hole.

His eyes flutter shut, his belly turning into liquid heat. Finally.

It does not push inside, though. Instead it suddenly slides further down. He feels his ankles getting kicked, forcing his legs together and the massive cock slotting in between his cheeks.

His heart drops even as his belly becomes absolutely molten.