Strangers In The Dumpster: A Short Story

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Arms wrapped around Ludwig's waist from behind, soft lips pressing against his neck. He turned from the flour he had been sifting and those lips found his own. As he pulled back, his gaze was met by a smile, red eyes boring into his own.

"Guten Morgen, Brüderlein," Gilbert said, his smile growing at the barely there blush on Ludwig's cheeks.

"Guten Morgen," Ludwig mumbled in response.

Gilbert reached behind his lover nonchalantly, dipping his fingers into the flour and pulling back. He turned as if to walk away, then spun around and popped out his fingers, flour covering the German's face. Gilbert laughed, and Ludwig glared at him.

"You better be willing to clean this mess up, Gilbert!"

Gilbert simply pecked him on the dusty white lips …show more content…

He thrust his fingers slowly, hitting the German’s prostate each time, and swallowed around his member.

Ludwig, unable to hold back, came with a long groan of his brother’s name. Gilbert swallowed and pulled back, offering a small smirk that was meant to be a smile, and slid his fingers out. He poured lube onto his other hand and began to pump Ludwig’s nearly soft member back into hardness. Ludwig’s light whimpers turned to moans and Gilbert pulled back from him completely.

Ludwig bit his lip as Gilbert coated his own member in lube and pressed against the blond’s stretched entrance. He slid in slowly, groaning low in his throat at the feeling of his lover’s hot walls pulsing around him. He leaned over his brother, thrusting slowly; he knew Ludwig didn’t like for him to wait for him to adjust.

Ludwig’s eyes, half lidded, met Gilbert’s. Gilbert always loved when they went slowly just as much as he loved the rough messiness their lovemaking sometimes turned into. He loved the feeling in his chest when he looked into the other’s deep blue

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