#Backyard Grill BBQ Parts

[eccentricallygothic]

Divorced Dad!Captain Syverson who experiences a real time brain short-circuit when he sees how well you get along with his kids during your first meeting with them… 

Warning(s): Breeding kink, size kink, old man!Sy, age gap, manhandling, groping, fluff, boob play, unprotected p-in-v, I added plot to it TT. MDNI.

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After the messy divorce that followed his turbulent marriage, Sy was not looking forward to any relations with the opposite sex, if possible. With his former profession a constant hurdle to his life as part of a unionized pair and marital bliss, what had started as a promising relationship had turned out to be one of those unfortunate marriages where children were sought as a last resort to perhaps save the remnants of the already rotten love between man and wife. Though being someone from a background that held family in the highest esteem and always having been fond of the idea of his own lot, Sy loved his children more than life itself and there was not a thing in the world he would trade for them. And that was the reason why he had preferred to opt for an early retirement so custody would not be an issue between him and his ex-wife who was more than eager to shed off everything affiliated with the name Syverson like an illness.

You, on the other hand, though not much experienced with the opposite sex were not too warm to the idea of children. Being a student in her last year of higher education and only so old as you were, your attitude hardly deserved to be subjected to scrutiny. That, and the fact that you hadn't really had many young ones around you while growing up as an only child, calling you a foreigner to the scene would not qualify as an exaggeration and hence it can be said that it is more indifference than contempt on your part. 

So naturally, when it happened, it was strictly unplanned. And very fateful. With a rather traumatized Sy in a sort of an emotional limbo who had more than enough reason to keep to himself, and a stressed with soon approaching future endeavors as well as disillusioned with the opposite sex you, the night you had bumped into each other outside the bar restrooms where Sy had been dragged to cheer up by his friends and you to loosen up by yours, the rather fast yet steady rate at which the two of you had woven into each other had been unexpected to say the least. 

But now, as Sy fires up the grill in his backyard to begin the little BBQ he has planned for today when you meet his children for the first time, the prided and much experienced grill expert nearly burns his hand because he is so busy inwardly fawning over how quickly his rugrats have warmed up to you. And you, Sy will swear on anything that you are just the most perfect woman— person alive. Everything is just right with you. Even on days when the world seems to press down on him, your mere presence is there to help his spirits back up and elate as well as support him in every sense.

Though he had been honest about his condition since the beginning, after his initial reluctance to get with you as you were so much younger and inexperienced compared to him, children weren't peculiarly a topic that came up between the two of you except occasions where Sy wanted to share a little victory or rant with you. So as you keep his toddler on one hip with a protective arm around her, your perfect body -Sy's words- clad in a bonny bright coloured sundress, and hold the hand of his 5 year old who excitedly shows you around the mini patio of the modern farmhouse, memories of his own mother scarce if any, your making conversation with the boy and giggling along to his lisp droning flutters Sy's heart in a way that he thought he had outgrown. 

It also excites him with a kind of boyish heat that the former military Captain had thought he had shed off with his adolescent youth.

And so he just has to have you by yielding to a similar impatience and desperation, the musical sound of your giggles faintly fluttering its melodies upon his flush and thumping ears as he gets to it.

“God, Sy!” The huff in your words fires him up even more and he cannot hold back any longer. “You’re such a brute!” His coarse and scarred paws heavily pull at your dress with a crazed desperation to help you find the restroom, as he had told one of the farm hands that he had left the children under. “Oof!” The whine you let out before instinctively craning your head to try and ease the way his thick beard tickles the tender skin of the curve of your neck makes him growl into your carotid pulse that he worships with his hot lips, the pressure of your pressing your face into his as well as the soft pants you let out, your chest bumping into his with each heave of your lungs, only lithifies his bulging erection even more. 

“Gon' fatten up your pretty lil’ pussy with my cum, baby” Sy's breaths scorch your clammy skin with their burning weight. His hands grope and expose you everywhere they can reach, and they can do so everywhere because of how much smaller hence ragdoll-like you are compared to him. “Wouldja like that, angel?” Your eyes roll to the back of your head when he boosts your thighs up his tall legs and around his waist, the fat and leaking tip of his cock grazing against your holes from how he is kissing you everywhere he can reach. “Me stuffing that cute tummy full of siblings for Tim and Bethy, huh?” You know he would never actually do something as serious so callously without a prior discussion so you breathlessly nod, pushing your oral muscles to gulp down the thick bile in your throat and tip your head against the wall to prepare yourself to withstand his intrusion of your pussy that thanks to his girth always feels like not only your first time with him but your very deflowering in general.

 “Yes” your mouth falls open as he reaches below the hold with which he has your whole body propped up. “Yes, please~” his balmy tip finds its destination in the tiny, drenched and quivering closed up band that leads to your reproductive cavern. “Please fimme with your babies, Sy~” when the stretch makes your tiny hole burn around his girth, your mouth lets loose all the obscene words of vulgar desire. 

“Yeah, baby?” Sy's fingers flex over your ass and caress their way up your side before coming down and repeating the action, his thumb stealing strokes of your nipples as he does. “Wanna make me a Daddy, yeah?” A hiss leaves your mouth and your back arches at the feeling of your walls sheathing him deep within themselves. His breathtaking urgency nearly puts a dent in your innards. “Want me to make you all round and heavy here?” Your pussy clenches around the hilt of his cock when he suddenly gropes your naval into a greedy handful.

“Yes, please, Sy!” Your whole form bounces up in the air when the man gives you a thrust so powerful that has you mewling and digging your nails in his shoulders. “Wanna make you a Daddy so bad, Sy!” His dick has always had a hypnotic effect on you, for the minute it's in the vicinity of any of your holes, you become a brain dead parrot for him. 

“Atta girl~” he cooes, tossing your body further up with a strong stab of his hips so he can clamp his teeth down on one of your boobs.

MASTERLIST

. . . 

I am MAD for this man. Like I am not even hot on kids. WHAT—

[madelynraemunson]

pass the salt pt. 2 • e.m smut

part one here.

OLDER!DAD’S BEST FRIEND!EDDIE x FEM!READER

summary: dad’s having a bbq for labor day weekend and you heard through the grapevine that a certain friend of his is going to be there.

author’s note: let’s revisit the popsicle ordeal, shall we? 🍦

CW: porn with plot, oral (m-receiving), degrading kink, but also a praise kink bc i’m both and don’t know how that can possibly be, face fucking, cum eating, eddie eats his own cum if you squint heheheheheh, deep throating, cheating; for context, eddie is in his late 30s, reader early 20s and in college. dividers: @benkeibear @bucciniexe

WC: 2.3k words

Eddie never called.

He couldn’t possibly be that old and forgetful.

Before parting ways, the 39 year old promised he’d let you know when he got home safely. So you stayed up all night waiting for a text, a call. And while it was evident he did make it back (he was playing games with your dad all night a couple days later), you couldn’t help but feel forgotten about.

Also, it’s West Memphis. What’s so interesting about the boonies that made Eddie forget about you so easily?

But now classes are back in session and Eddie, too, was becoming easy to forget. Easy to forget, that is, until conversations about your father’s annual Labor Day Weekend barbecue comes up.

"Eddie will be there, you remember him right?"

DO you?

Your thighs clench in place as you attempt to tame your excitement. Suddenly, your upper divisions are being ignored and you’re searching your closet for the shortest of short shorts to wear.

“Try forgetting about me NOW, Eddie,” you think to yourself.

LABOR DAY WEEKEND

You just about checked your appearance a billion times in the mirror before making your way downstairs.

This afternoon you’re dressed in skin-tight denim shorts and a light top with puffy sleeves.

Your eye makeup? Specifically designed for destruction. And your lips? Cheeks? Both the same innocent, peachy pink. It’s sure to drive Eddie insane.

You could hardly contain your excitement. The thought of your fantasies being fulfilled within the next couple of days has you in tumultuous heat.

Being bent over the kitchen counter. Folded up atop the wash. Getting railed to bits in the guest room in the middle of the night while the TV drowns out your pretty little noises. But most of all, you couldn’t wait to be with Eddie. There was so much to talk to him about since he left.

After one last pep talk, you down your water like it’s a shot before going over to greet everyone.

———

When you get to the backyard, you offer the sea of guests polite smiles and pleasantries. Your dad is at the grill, doing what he does best with a big smile on his face. When you scoot past him, you see Lucas Sinclair and his wife, Maxine. You nod to Dustin Henderson. And Steve Harrington, the business guy.

Then you see him.

But it is to your absolute shock — and horror — that he happens to be manspread atop a lawn chair, laughing into the crook of a random woman's neck as she's perched on his lap.

Well this is awkward.

You watch as they laugh like teenagers in love, the woman leaning into Eddie the closer he reels her in. You watch him call her his "baby", as she runs her delicate fingers through his wavy brown hair. His cheeks turn a flattered rose when she kisses his nose with hers. But when his gaze drifts from her to you, it’s shifts to a different kind of red. An "oh shit" kind of red. An "I'm caught" kind of red. You swallow hard.

It's no wonder anymore why Eddie didn’t call. He found someone new.

"Sunshine!" your dad calls you over. "You know my buddies, Gareth and Grant. Mike, Will, and Jonathan?”

“Yes!” you attempt to remain collected, giving all the guys a gracious smile hello. “Hi, nice to see you again.”

When you make your way over to Eddie, you notice that he begins to sulk into his seat, avoiding any form of eye contact with you.

“And of course you know Eddie.”

Your dad’s best friend gives you a tight-lipped smile.

“How ya doing, sweetheart?”

“Long time no see…” is all you can say.

“And this is his girlfriend of three years, Sophie."

Your stomach is in knots now. THREE YEARS?!

Suddenly, your gaze goes from surprised to angry. Horrified. Nauseated.

Sophie wasn’t the other woman. It was you.

Meanwhile Eddie doesn’t seem to have a guilty bone in his body. When your eyes finally meet, you see that his are dark, piercing into you with such an intensity that you nearly stumble backwards.

"Aww Jeff," Sophie pouts. "Your daughter is so cute!"

"Isn't she?" Eddie coos.

It’s hard for you to comprehend anything, so you go mute shortly after the interaction. And for a while, you linger, as to not appear suspicious or upset. In the meantime, Eddie watches you while you talk to the other guests and help yourself to a couple pieces of fruit, curious as to why and how you haven’t caused a scene yet.

But you’re about to if you stay any longer.

Storming into the house now, you tilt your chin upwards to stop the inevitable down-flow of waterworks. And it’s when you think you’re all alone that a pair of gruff hands grab you by the wrists, shifting your back promptly against the wall.

Your breath hitches in response, as anyone's would if their body was being refrained by a tall, husky, and intoxicated silhouette.

"The nerve you have wearing those shorts around me," he breathes onto you.

You shove him back aggressively.

"Fuck off, Eddie," you spit. "You have a girlfriend?! You had one this whole time?!"

"Hey now—”

"After everything, you couldn’t even bother to tell me you’re already spoken for? Really?!" your voice is at an aggressive whisper now.

"I never said I was perfect."

"Clearly you aren't."

Eddie backs away for a second to let your anger simmer, his resigned hands creating a fair amount of distance between you two. But seeing you all angry and frazzled made his cock twitch, the only thing stopping him from fucking some forgiveness out of you being the thought of people standing right outside.

"I waited for you to call, Eddie. And you forgot all about me."

"Wanna make me remember then?"

You feel his erection through his strained denim jeans as Eddie tauntingly rubs himself against you.

"Make me remember how good I fucked you that one night?" he questions you rhetorically. "How pretty those moans sounded getting drowned out by my pillow? How you begged me to rail you dumb while you came hard all over my cock?"

Your lip quivers as his hot breath tickles your neck. You bite down in attempts to make it less obvious.

"How I corrupted Daddy's Little Girl?” he cockily adds.

"Ha!" you manage to scoff at him. "You really think you turned me, huh? You cannot be more wrong, Eddie. You haven't influenced me a bit.”

"Then what's all this about?"

He motions towards your outfit.

The taunting lace frills. The scant length with no built-in spandex underneath. Your outfit sculpted your body so nice, in every possible way. And as much as you tried to convince yourself otherwise, you did do all of it for Eddie. And his influence is very prominent. Your face flushes red as Eddie searches for your gaze.

"Not foolin' anybody, darling," your dad’s friend issues you a sinister smirk. "Like I said before, I used to be your age."

“I can’t even look at you right now.” you mutter.

“You don’t have to.”

He grabs your hand and you let him, tracing the outline of his stiff cock as he grunts against you.

“In fact,” Eddie says as he shakes his head. “…you don’t have to speak at all. Would be hard for you to anyways with me in your mouth.”

Your breathing quickens the closer Eddie gets, and you find it impossible to pull away when he starts kissing down your neck — his breaths hot — the way his soft lips suction against your temple... even hotter — and the spearmint that danced with the nic at the back of his throat, expelling a shaky hum out of you that you tirelessly fought to keep inside.

"Eddie," you whimper. "I'm yours."

Eddie issues you a rough smack across your ass.

"I know that. On your knees."

There was no going back now. Before you know it, your knees meet the cold wooden floor, face practically already buried at the base of Eddie’s crotch before he could even strip himself down.

You sit patiently while Eddie grabs a chair, sitting down and teasingly palming himself while he lines himself up with you. You hungrily watch as he slides his jeans down, stroking his incredible length and girth a few times, before slapping the head of his leaking cock against the matching gloss of your lips.

"Missed it?"

You crumble.

"So much," you pout.

Eddie motions you forward and you place your lips on his throbbing head, sucking him in place before spiraling your tongue seductively down his shaft.

“Fuuuck,” he whispers. “There she is. There’s my girl.”

His praise causes you to melt into him, clinging to his waist and taking him deep as he holds you in place, the back of your head fitting his calloused palm like a glove.

“Mmhmm??” Eddie grunts as he studies every fervid bob of your head. “Mmhmm?? — Ohhh, fuck. Good girl.” He moves your hair out of the way. “That’s a good girl.”

Eddie cranes his neck towards the door leading outside, keeping watch of anybody who might be coming in.

But even when on the lookout, Eddie continues to mindfully thrust, slowly when people near but compensating with direct blows the moment they walk away.

Fucking hell.

He's a challenge in every possible way. Your tear-strung eyes trail up at Eddie as he watches you suck, slouching in his seat…rolling his hips… thrusting into your gaping mouth slightly past the point of resistance. And you were being so brave, that is until he unexpectedly plunges himself into you, causing you to gag and push hard against his warm thighs to catch your breath.

"Need some air, baby?"

"I—” you cough. “I — hate you.”

You spit back down onto his throbbing cock, showcasing to Eddie his salty string of pre-cum as he strokes your temple in consolation.

"I’m sure you do..." Eddie chuckles, offering you a menacing, adulterous pout in return. “I’m sure you fucking do.”

He knees the base of your core lightly and you immediately, obediently fold your hands behind your back. With his available hand, Eddie grazes your ass, venturing his fingers around your wet slit causing you to moan as your throat is jabbed repeatedly.

Eddie goes just far enough to hear more of your angelic, reactive gags. Pleasure-saturated tears roll uncontrollably down your cheeks. Amused, Eddie shakes his head as you desperately gargle him dry, his arousal spewing recklessly against your palate.

"She hates Eddie, she hates Eddie,” it’s almost like he’s singing it. Eddie chants sarcastically as he watches your makeup run out of pure lust. "Bet that filthy mouth LOVES him though, doesn't it, sweetheart?"

You nod again. Without the slightest bit of mercy, Eddie is practically ramming into you now. But you’re beyond the point of caring. You want him to obliterate you. More than he already has.

You knew better. But your dad’s best friend knew better than you.

“That filthy mouth loves how Eddie tastes?” he quips again as you nod up at him bitterly. “Hm?”

And as he finishes inside your mouth, salty seed soothing the back of your bruised throat, Eddie grabs you by the jaw to lock you in place. The twisted fucker wants you to savor every drop of his load, his ego oozing into you while his thick groans pollute the kitchen air. And when he finds the courage to finally look you in the eyes, your gaze pierces into him as you swallow him down.

And just as menacingly, Eddie grins down at you. You bat your lashes innocently as he gives your hollowed cheek a few delicate smacks with his large palm, followed by adorn praises for swallowing every drop he issued you.

“My pretty baby,” Eddie fawns, as his stiff cock finally grows flaccid. He grabs your chin to give it a sloppy kiss, and your eyes follow intently as he wipes the corner of your mouth with his thumb. He licks the evidence off with his teasing tongue. “You gonna be my pretty lil baby on the low?”

“As long as you don’t forget to call this time,” you issue a playful frown.

“Don’t worry darlin’,” Eddie assures you. “After what you just did to me right now, I’m never leaving you alone.”

When you both finish cleaning up, Eddie follows your lead as you two head outside. He goes back towards his friends at one corner of the backyard while you walk over to the nearest cooler for a popsicle. And as the party draws on, you two mingle around, talk, and party with all the others... as if nothing happened.

And even though you're able to play it off like it's no big deal, Eddie's words were all you could think about for the rest of the day.

“You gonna be my pretty lil baby on the low?”

Crying over spilled milk is almost never worth it. Sometimes it’s best swallowed with your pride.

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[regressionschool]

BBQ and pull-ups

The sun was shining brightly, casting a warm glow over the backyard as two daddies sat comfortably in lawn chairs. The smell of grilled burgers filled the air, but their attention was focused less on the barbecue and more on the two women crawling around the grass nearby, playing with colorful plastic blocks. Their wives, dressed in matching pastel rompers with thick, crinkly diapers peeking out from beneath, giggled and babbled softly as they built little towers, completely absorbed in their play.

David leaned back in his chair, a cool drink in hand as he watched his wife, Claire, carefully stack one block on top of another. She was concentrating so hard, her pacifier bobbing gently in her mouth as she worked. Beside her, Mike’s wife, Lucy, giggled as she knocked over Claire’s tower, clapping her hands in delight. Claire pouted, but only for a moment before joining in on the laughter, the playful energy between them contagious.

Mike chuckled, shaking his head. “They’re always like that, aren’t they? One minute building something, the next tearing it all down.”

David grinned, glancing at his friend. “Yeah, it’s like they never get tired of it. You’d think after playing with the same blocks every day, they’d be bored, but nope. They’re just happy to do the same thing over and over again.”

Mike nodded in agreement, watching as Lucy crawled over to a nearby stuffed bear, hugging it tightly. Her diaper crinkled loudly with every movement, the unmistakable sound a constant reminder of their little roles. “Speaking of the same thing,” Mike started, his tone shifting slightly, “I’ve been thinking about trying to reintroduce potty training with Lucy.”

David raised an eyebrow, surprised. “Potty training? Really? After all this time?”

Mike shrugged, taking a sip of his drink. “Yeah, I know it sounds crazy. She’s been in diapers for over two years now, but I don’t know, I’ve been thinking it might be worth a shot. Maybe pull-ups, just to see how she handles it.”

David leaned forward, intrigued but skeptical. “Pull-ups? I don’t know, man. Why would you want to go through all that hassle? Diapers work perfectly fine. No mess, no fuss. She doesn’t even think about using the potty anymore.”

Mike scratched the back of his head, clearly conflicted. “I get that, but... part of me wonders if she could handle a little more responsibility, you know? Maybe give her a chance to grow up a bit, see if she’s ready for it.”

David smirked, shaking his head. “Trust me, Claire’s been in diapers just as long, and I wouldn’t dream of going back to potty training. She’s too far gone at this point. It’s just easier this way. Besides, you know how many accidents they’d have in pull-ups? I’d be changing them constantly.”

Mike laughed. “Yeah, I suppose you’re right about that. But pull-ups could be a nice middle ground, don’t you think? They’re still padded enough for accidents, but it would give Lucy a little more independence. At least she’d feel when she’s wet, instead of just going and not realizing it.”

David leaned back, crossing his arms. “That’s the thing, though. Do you really want her to feel when she’s wet? I mean, the whole point of diapers is to keep them blissfully unaware. It’s part of the appeal, isn’t it? They don’t have to worry about accidents because they don’t even realize they’re happening. Why give her a reason to think about it?”

Mike thought for a moment, his eyes drifting to Lucy, who was now happily stacking blocks with Claire again. Her diaper crinkled loudly with every little shift, the soft bulge beneath her romper proof that she had already wet herself at least once since they started playing.

“I guess that’s true,” Mike admitted. “But don’t you ever wonder if maybe they could handle just a little bit more responsibility? I’m not talking about making them fully potty-trained or anything. Just... seeing if they could manage pull-ups, at least during the day.”

David chuckled, shaking his head. “Honestly, no. I’m perfectly happy with Claire in diapers. She’s comfortable, I don’t have to worry about accidents, and she’s completely dependent on me. Why change that? Potty training is just going to stress her out.”

As if on cue, Claire glanced up at them, her pacifier still in her mouth, and crawled over to David’s chair, pulling herself up on the armrest. She looked up at him with wide, innocent eyes, her diaper crinkling as she shifted her weight from one foot to the other.

“Hi, sweetie,” David cooed, reaching down to stroke her hair. “Are you having fun?”

Claire nodded, her pacifier bobbing as she sucked on it contentedly.

David smiled, glancing down at her diaper. It was obvious she had wet herself a while ago, the padding around her waist swollen and slightly discolored, but she didn’t seem to notice or care. It was just part of her life now, something she didn’t think about.

“See?” David said, looking up at Mike. “She’s perfectly happy, even though she’s wet. No fuss, no tantrums. She doesn’t even realize she’s had an accident. That’s what diapers are for, to keep them comfortable and carefree.”

Mike watched the interaction, a thoughtful look on his face. “Yeah, I guess you’re right. I just... I don’t know. Maybe it’s me. Maybe I’m the one who feels like it’s time for her to grow up a little.”

David grinned. “If you want her to grow up, that’s fine. But you have to ask yourself, is she really ready? Or is this more about you wanting to see if she can handle it?”

Mike sighed, leaning back in his chair. “You’re probably right. Every time I think about trying pull-ups, I remember how much easier things are with diapers. No accidents to clean up, no stress for her. And she’s so used to them now...”

David chuckled. “Exactly. Why make things harder for yourself? Besides, can you imagine the chaos if you tried potty training and it didn’t work out? You’d be dealing with accidents everywhere, not to mention how frustrated Lucy would get.”

Mike smiled, glancing over at his wife, who was now lying on her back in the grass, hugging her stuffed bear and babbling softly to herself. Her diaper was clearly wet, but she didn’t seem to care, completely lost in her own little world.

“Yeah,” Mike said softly. “She does look pretty happy like this.”

David grinned, watching as Claire crawled back to the blocks, joining Lucy in their game. “Exactly. Diapers keep them happy, comfortable, and stress-free. Why mess with that?”

Mike nodded, his mind now clearer. “You’re right. Maybe I was overthinking it. Pull-ups might give her more responsibility, but honestly? I kind of like her like this—carefree and innocent. I don’t want her to worry about accidents.”

David smiled, satisfied. “That’s the spirit. Besides, do you really want to deal with all that extra work? Potty training sounds good in theory, but diapers are way easier. No need to rush them into growing up.”

Mike laughed, shaking his head. “You’re right. Diapers it is, then. I’ll leave the potty training for another lifetime.”

The two men shared a chuckle, the debate settled as they watched their wives play happily in the grass, their thick, crinkly diapers on full display, proof that they were right where they belonged.

As the afternoon wore on, Mike felt a sense of relief wash over him. Watching Lucy babble away, her face filled with innocent joy, he realized that David was right—there was no need to push her to grow up. Diapers kept her safe, comfortable, and blissfully unaware of any accidents she might have. And in the end, that’s all that really mattered.

Just then, Lucy crawled over to Mike’s chair, her diaper sagging slightly as she looked up at him with wide, curious eyes. Mike reached down, ruffling her hair gently. “Hey, princess. You having fun?”

Lucy nodded, her pacifier still firmly in place.

Mike glanced down at her diaper, noticing the bulge. She was definitely wet. But just like Claire, she hadn’t noticed. And that’s how it should be, he realized. She was happy, carefree, and completely dependent on him—and there was something deeply comforting in that.

Smiling to himself, Mike decided then and there: no pull-ups, no potty training. Lucy was his baby, and diapers were exactly where she belonged.

[shitsndgiggs]

Maybe one where Kenan is very affectionate in front of their parents and the reader gets shy/awkward 🫠

BBQ AND BLUSHES - KENAN YILDIZ

PDA in front of your family is not something you are used to

Kenan Yildiz x fem! reader

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The smell of grilled meat and freshly cut grass filled the warm evening air as I stepped out onto the back patio.

My parents had decided to host a BBQ night, and the backyard was buzzing with the sounds of laughter and conversation.

Lanterns hung from the trees, casting a soft glow over the scene. It was the perfect summer evening, and as I scanned the crowd, my eyes landed on Kenan, who was deep in conversation with my dad by the grill.

Kenan looked completely at ease, his tall frame relaxed as he laughed at something my dad had said.

His charm was evident, the way he effortlessly fit in with my family making my heart swell with affection.

He was wearing a simple white t-shirt that contrasted with his tanned skin, and his dark hair was tousled from the breeze.

He was, as always, the most handsome man in the crowd, and I couldn’t help but feel a little proud that he was here with me.

I walked over to them, feeling the familiar flutter in my stomach that always seemed to appear when I was around him.

As I approached, Kenan glanced up and smiled warmly at me, the kind of smile that made my knees feel a little weak.

“There she is,” he said softly, his voice filled with warmth as he reached out and pulled me closer to his side. I felt his arm wrap around my waist, the touch sending a pleasant shiver through me.

“Hey,” I replied, smiling up at him. My dad was still talking, but Kenan’s attention was fully on me now.

Without a word, he leaned down and pressed a gentle kiss to my temple, the casual affection making my cheeks instantly flush.

I could feel the heat rising to my face, the fact that my parents were right there making me incredibly self-conscious.

I was used to Kenan being affectionate in private, but doing it in front of my family was a whole different story.

“Kenan!” I hissed softly, giving him a quick nudge, hoping he’d get the hint.

He just chuckled, clearly amused by my reaction. “What?” he asked, his tone playful as his hand tightened slightly around my waist, pulling me closer.

My dad must have noticed my discomfort because he smirked, a teasing glint in his eyes. “Looks like someone’s a bit shy,” he teased, raising an eyebrow at me.

My mom, who had just walked over with a plate of grilled veggies, joined in. “Oh, don’t mind them,” she said with a laugh. “Young love is so sweet to watch.”

I felt like my face was on fire now. “Mom, Dad, come on,” I groaned, hiding my face in Kenan’s shoulder in a desperate attempt to escape their teasing.

Kenan, of course, found the whole situation hilarious. He was still holding me close, his hand now rubbing soothing circles on my back as he tried—and failed—to stifle his laughter.

“It’s okay, Y/N,” he murmured in my ear, his voice soft and full of affection. “I’m just showing them how much I love you.”

His words made my heart skip a beat, and despite my embarrassment, I couldn’t help but smile.

Even though I was mortified that my parents were witnessing this, a part of me couldn’t deny how much I loved hearing him say that.

“Yeah, well, maybe save it for when we’re alone,” I whispered back, still hiding my face.

Kenan chuckled again, but this time he leaned down to press a quick kiss to my forehead.

“Alright, alright. I’ll behave,” he promised, though the mischievous glint in his eyes told me he was still enjoying my embarrassment.

My parents, meanwhile, seemed delighted by the whole interaction. My mom was beaming at us, and my dad just shook his head, clearly amused.

“You two are adorable,” my mom said, her voice softening. “But don’t be shy, Y/N. We love seeing you happy.”

I peeked up at Kenan, who was smiling down at me with that same warm, loving expression.

Despite my initial embarrassment, I couldn’t help but feel a surge of affection for him—and a bit of gratitude that my family was so accepting of us.

“Thanks, Mom,” I murmured, finally lifting my head from Kenan’s shoulder.

Kenan pressed one last kiss to my temple before letting go slightly, though he still kept his arm around my waist. “See? No need to be shy,” he whispered, giving me a reassuring squeeze.

I nodded, feeling a little braver now. After all, my parents were right—there was nothing wrong with showing a little affection, especially when it came to someone I loved as much as Kenan.

[ataliagold]

Sip The Sunlight From Your Eyes

For @astrangersummer week 2 prompt 'afternoon nap'. Title from Not Yet/Love Run (Reprise) by The Amazing Devil.

Pairing: Steve Harrington/Eddie Munson

Rating: G

W/C: 705

Tags: Post Series 4 Volume 2, Everyone Lives, Established Eddie/Steve, Summer, Backyard BBQ, Afternoon Naps, Steve has Insomnia, Fluff

Summary: The whole gang has gathered at Steve's place for a summer BBQ. Part way through, Eddie realizes Steve is missing, and finds him fast asleep in the midday sun.

___

“Where does Steve keep his cups, hon?” Joyce was asking Eddie.

“Ah…they’re in the cupboard next to the fridge. On the right,” Eddie answered.

“Thanks, I had a look around for Steve to ask him but I couldn’t see him anywhere?”

Eddie frowned. He did a quick scan of the backyard, searching for his boyfriend. Robin, Nancy, Jonathan and Argyle were sprawled over the loungers by the pool. Hopper was at the grill, chatting away to Wayne and flipping patties. The kids were spread out in the grass, chatting intently about something, Max’s wheelchair parked up in the sun with El sitting close by.

But no Steve.

Eddie tried to think back to the last time he’d seen Steve this afternoon. He’d been there while Dustin had asked to use the pool, trying to mask the small wave of discomfort that had crossed his face at the request before nodding and waving the kid off towards it.

Dustin had been none the wiser, but Eddie was an expert at reading Steve Harrington by now. He knew the boy still hated that pool and got nervous whenever anyone was in it.

He’d been there when Max had arrived, pushing the girl to her requested spot and toeing on the brakes on the chair, holding a bag of candy out of the reach of the other kids and offering her first pick.

He’d been there to welcome Wayne in, to sheepishly accept the brief hug Wayne gave him, not yet accustomed to open affection from paternal figures in his life.

But then Eddie had lost track, had gotten stuck in a heated debate with Mike and Erica about their last campaign, and Steve had slipped out of his view.

“I’ll go take a look,” Eddie told Joyce.

She smiled and headed off in the direction of the kitchen. Eddie followed her inside but angled for the stairs, heading up towards Steve’s bedroom. He had a feeling that was where Steve would be, hoped he wasn’t coming down with yet another migraine…

He gently opened the door.

The sun was streaming in through the window and landing on the bed where Steve was sprawled out on his stomach, eyes closed and his lips slightly parted in sleep.

Eddie paused in the doorway. Just to take in the sight of his boyfriend, just to breathe for a moment because Steve Harrington was beautiful and till his dying day he’d never understand why Steve had chosen him.

But he had, and Eddie loved him.

Quietly, he approached the bed, one hand landing softly on the small of Steve’s back. The boy shifted under his touch, his eyebrows crinkling a little and a sigh leaving his lips.

“Hey, Stevie,” Eddie murmured. “You ok?”

“Mmm. Tired.”

“No migraine?”

“No.”

And that was good, at least. But Eddie knew Steve still wasn’t sleeping well at night, even months after the gates had closed for good and Vecna had been destroyed.

“Do you want to sleep for a little bit, sweetheart? I can wrap this up early, send everyone home after lunch.”

Steve frowned slightly and shook his head. “They’re having fun. Can hear them.”

Eddie listened for a moment, the sounds of the kids shrieking and laughing drifting in through the window with the warm breeze.

“S’nice,” Steve mumbled. “Sorry, I just came up to get some shorts for Dustin to swim in, he forgot his again. Didn’t mean to fall asleep.”

“It’s alright, Stevie. I’ll grab the shorts, you stay here and rest.” Eddie leaned over and kissed Steve’s cheek.

“Was meant to help Hopper with the food,” Steve said, voice still thick with sleep.

“I’m sure he’ll survive, baby. Wayne’s with him anyway, I’ve already heard the two of them debating over how long to leave the patties before flipping them. They’re fine.”

“Mmm.” Steve was half-asleep again already, but he leaned into Eddie’s hand when he gently brushed his fingers across his cheek.

“Sleep well, Stevie.”

“Eds?”

“Hmm?”

“Kiss me?”

Eddie smiled, leant over and kissed him, gentle and slow, his boyfriend’s lips warm from the sun.

“Save me a burger,” Steve mumbled into his mouth, and then his breathing evened out, and just like that he was asleep again.

___

[jungle-angel]

Summer Shenanigans (Bob Floyd x Reader)

Summary: In which You, Bob’s parents, Bob and the Daggers have to keep Auggie out of trouble at the Fourth of July BBQ

You were both surprised and exasperated at how much of a little devil Auggie had become. He’d always been so quiet as a baby, though being born a preemie was probably the hugest part of that. 

And then he turned two.

Auggie had begun to run wild wherever you and Bob had put him down, zooming around like your dog, Tank, whenever he had an overwhelming urge to run and chase the docked tail he had ever since you adopted him. Auggie on the other hand was constantly running around, getting into things that were constantly making you and Bob nervous and nowhere was that especially apparent than at the barbecue being held in Maverick’s backyard. 

Auggie zoomed through the grass with his Red Sox baseball cap on his head, his feet completely bare of any shoes and giggling like mad as he tried to evade his grandfather. 

“C’mere you little ghoul!” Joe commanded as he ran right after him.

Auggie lifted the lid of the beer cooler with his little hands before letting go and running again, the lid slamming shut as the two year old ran away. “I’m getting too old for this shit.....” Joe muttered. “BOB!!!” 

Bob carefully set down the plate of burgers that were almost ready for the grill when he saw his father charging across the grass after Auggie. Bob set aside the plate and hurried down the deck steps, trying to catch the giggling little miscreant, but to no avail. 

“God, where’s (y/n) when you need her?” Bob mumbled under his breath as he skidded into the grass. 

Only a moment later did you come out the back door with the potato salad to find your husband and father-in-law chasing after Auggie. “Oh shit,” you sighed. “Irene?!” 

“Yeah?” Bob’s mother called from the window. 

“The ghoul’s gotten out of his cage again!” 

Irene popped her head out the window, laughing as she watched the scene unfold. “Alright, I’ll get the rest of them,” she answered. 

You waited until the rest of the squad came out the back door from the kitchen, all of them confused as to how a two year old could be so speedy. 

“You think we can catch him?” Mickey asked. 

“Mickey if we can catch a plane in mid-air, we can catch a two year old with no problem,” Maverick answered. “Think of it as an outside training exercise.” 

As soon as you and the Daggers were ready, you were practically leaping off the deck and into the grass below, each of you running in a different direction to catch Auggie. Maverick hadn’t lied when he said it would be like a training exercise at the base with everyone running in different directions while Auggie did everything in his power to evade being captured by the grown-ups. 

“Coming in hot with the sack!” Jake announced.  

You and Bob chased Auggie from behind while Hangman scooped Auggie right up into a burlap sack, throwing it over his shoulder while his godson wriggled and squirmed inside. 

“Where the hell did you learn that from?” Natasha asked, trying to catch her breath. 

“An old rancher’s trick,” Jake answered. “Caught my first chicken this way.” 

Bob lifted Auggie right out of the sack and into his arms where he kept wriggling. “You’re way more trouble than you’re worth, August Robert,” he chuckled. 

“Wait till he joins the Navy,” Rooster joked. 

You and Bob gave each other “the look”. You knew that if Auggie did join the Navy, he and Natasha’s son, Gabe, would be double trouble.

[simazinblr]

Spring Break - Last Day Home

Richards Residence

On their last day at home, Malachi grilled and enjoyed the sunny day with his family. The heat turned the backyard BBQ into a pool day too. Everyone was having fun, and Andrei really felt like part of the family.

[lightwoodbanethings]

Murrayed

AO3

Part two || part three || part four || part five

Oh hey, I wrote something based off of this post I made a while ago!

Keep reading for some Murray and Steddie shenanigans!

Things had calmed down since the final showdown with Vecna, at least calmed down in an ‘upside down’ sense. Hawkins had slowly been stitched back together and the community had rallied together in a way no one had expected, but had been pleasantly surprised by. The actual party was still as chaotic as ever, especially with the Hopper-Byers clan merging together and moving back to Hawkins. But things were normal, or as normal as they could be. 

Everyone had now been introduced to each other during the months that had followed saving the world and they were like one big, happy and dysfunctional family. Some were closer than others and some formed unexpected friendships. If anyone had told Robin half a year ago she’d consider Miss Nancy ‘the priss’ Wheeler a close friend, she would have laughed in their face. But here the girls were, having sleepovers and talking about unsolved crimes and their love for solving mysteries. Then of course there was Steve and Eddie, The King and The Freak respectively. Dustin had been over the moon about his two favourite older friends bonding, though a little annoyed at times that it meant they had less time for him.

Once the chaos after the ‘almost end of the world’ had settled, Murray had been invited to the Hopper-Byers housewarming BBQ and was very impressed with Hopper and Joyce’s new place. Due to everything that had happened in Hawkins the past few years, housing prices had plummeted and so the merged family had managed to get a really good deal on a beautiful home that had plenty of space for the family and guests. The backyard in particular was stunning, Joyce had planted bright rows of flowers and there was a decently sized pool and lounging area. 

As Murray arrived, almost everyone was already here and Hopper had already got the BBQ going and had made a start on the food. He was wearing a ridiculous apron that read ‘kiss the cook, but don’t touch the buns!’ and looked as though he was showing El how to cook using the grill. Murray couldn’t help but smile at the pair, Hopper seemed to be glowing with pride as El used a spatula to turn over one of the burger patties. 

“‘scuse me”

Murray stepped to the side to let a slightly disheveled Joyce pass, carrying a bowl of salad in her arms whilst grasping some spoons in one of her hands. He watched her place the salad bowl on a nearby table and put the spoons into what he assumed to be various dips. Murray could tell Joyce had been rushing around to set everything up and make it perfect, she didn’t even acknowledge him when she hurried back inside the house, presumably to grab more food. 

Jonathan and Argyle were sitting on the edge of the pool, Jonathan's trousers rolled up and Argyle in a pair of shorts as their feet dangled into the water. Will and Dustin were engaged in conversation whilst a confused looking Steve stood by them, arms folded across his chest and brows furrowed as though he was trying hard to follow the conversation. Max was laid on a sun lounger whilst Lucas sat at the bottom of it with her feet in his lap, resting on his hands that were stretched out behind him. Robin and Nancy were standing near a table of drinks chatting, though Robin mainly seemed to be the one doing the talking. Nancy didn’t seem to mind, smiling and nodding her head as she listened and watched Robin throw her arms around excitedly. Murray almost didn’t spot the youngest of the bunch floating on their back in the pool, Erica. The one who Murray, though he would never admit this to anyone, was low key terrified of but also made him rather proud at the same time. He was sure she was going to end up running the country at some point. 

He couldn’t spot the younger Wheeler sibling anywhere, which quite frankly he preferred. He could see how it was tearing Will up watching his best friend playing boyfriend (albeit it badly) to his sister. 

As Murray made his way over to the table of food, offering Hopper a curt nod on his way, his attention was suddenly brought back to the house as a boisterous figure entered the backyard through the patio doors.

“Don’t worry folks, your jester has arrived!” and with a dramatic bow, Eddie Munson had arrived at the BBQ. 

Even in the middle of the scolding summer, the young man was still wearing his battle vest over his t-shirt (though his t-shirt did at least have short sleeves) and ridiculously tight black jeans.

Murray rolled his eyes and went to put his attention back on the food but as he glanced over he noticed something. Dustin was gesturing and calling for Eddie to come over with a big grin on his face and little Byers was smiling towards him too, but their reactions weren’t what stood out to Murray. Oh no. It was Steve Harrington’s reaction that caught his eye. As the charismatic metal head made his way over, Steve couldn’t take his eyes off of him. He had relaxed his arms and let them fall to his sides and had the most genuine smile on his face. Murray recognised the sparkle in his eyes as Eddie ruffled both the younger boys' hair before moving in to hug Steve. The hug lasted on the side of a little bit too long and Steve continued to smile brightly and keep his focus on Eddie as his little proteges brought him into their conversation. 

Murray let out a little sigh and shook his head as he smiled to himself, he reached into the pocket of his shorts and took out a small flask. 

“Here we go again…” he muttered to himself before throwing his head back and taking a big glug from the liquid in the flask. 

[ariasfandom]

Title: MHA Barbeque Headcanons Pairing: Bakugou Katsuki/Reader, Yaoyorozu Momo/Reader, Jirou Kyouka/Reader, Asui Tsuyu/Reader Rating: gen Word Count: 415 Warnings: None Summary: What you and your partner/best friend would be doing together. The roles may be a bit obvious, but I'm getting back into these things, so enjoy! A/N: They can be read as stand alone for each character or mix and match that you do multiple activities with them Created for @anyfandomfluffbingo B4 Backyard BBQ

Yaoyorozu Momo

Momo was hosting due to her large yard, pool, food, everything.

You’re on decorating duty with Momo, which she had insisted on even after you countered that just hosting 

But Momo being Momo had to go above and beyond, so she excitedly presented you with multiple boxes to decorate the yard with

You nearly opened your mouth to ask her to just have her many employees do it, but decided against it when she had her innocent look that always made you melt

You caved and agreed on the condition that she decorate with you

She was nervous of failure at first, but gained her confidence back once 

Bakugou Katsuku

He’d obviously be the one cooking along with you helping him

Both to spend time with him and to stop him from quite literally blowing up on people who want something cooked the ‘wrong way’

Except you, because you’re the one person he’d never judge for your taste in food

Even if it’s disgusting in his eyes

But just because you’re the first line of defense for Katsuki’s rage doesn’t mean you don’t enjoy grilling yourself

Afterall, you get to spend time with him and first dibs on food, what could be a better place?

Asui Tsuyu

Naturally, Tsu would be in the pool with you.

But because of her frog like quirk, she can only stand for short periods of time due to the chemicals in the water

But for the time she is there, you watch in admiration at just how much she enjoys herself

The best part of swimming with Tsu is that she knows how not to make a huge splash

And if she uses her tongue to launch people into the pool to intentionally make a huge splash? 

Well who’d complain?

Kyōka Jirō

DJ!

Jiro has such a wide variety of music you have to help her narrow it down to a shorter playlist that can be enjoyed in an afternoon.

As well as putting in a bit of your own requests for tunes

Sometimes she’ll have it just a little too loud to actually enjoy at a outdoor party

…Or loud enough that will have Momo’s fancy neighbors call the cops

So you’re her impulse control for keeping it at a reasonable volume

And glaring at her whenever she tries to be sneaky and turn it up a bit

So you’re sneaky yourself and put music she created herself in

Much to her embarrassment and everyone else’s praise

[sonofsaviors]

A Long Awaited Party

The Smiths had been relieved and excited to finally be awarded custody of Armand, after a long period of waiting for the court and other systems to allow the young man to live with them. Negan and Lucille attended every meeting and appointment, presenting a united and dutiful front of actively wanting - and needing - Armand to be a part of their family.

And when it finally happened, they decided the hard won fight was worthy of being celebrated. The Smith's weren't a large family, but they were more than happy to invite the Clarks and any of Armand's friends to a BBQ. Both Negan and Lucille were excited to grill and cook food and enjoy the fact that they finally had their son home - permanently.

Logan excitedly darted back and forth, helping his mother and father prepare the house and backyard for the party; setting up a couple of tables and chairs in the back, while Negan set up his grill and Lucille organized the backyard so the mosquitos wouldn't bother anyone and there were plenty of comfortable seats and a fire pit to keep everyone warm.

[cheatingwifelover]

My wife has long preferred older men but as she has gotten older herself it seems that at 60 younger men have become a possibility for her. It's an interest I've done my best to encourage but she has been saying that 25 is about as young as she has any interest in considering. That unexpectedly changed a couple weeks ago.

Our yard guy was getting more work than he could handle himself even with his usual helper so he hired a neighborhood kid to help with the local overflow from time to time. The kid lives down the street from us and seems to be hard working and industrious. I've asked him to do a few things in the yard a couple of times but haven't really talked to him. My wife apparently has talked to him on occasion and was impressed with his energy, politeness, and hard work. I'll call him Orin.

Though we have seen him around the neighborhood he's not regularly employed by our yard guy and I frankly haven't paid that much attention to when he's at work on our yard or where exactly on our street he lives. Lately my wife has noticed and told me about him and a friend of his riding down the street and in a nearby park on scooters.

A couple of weeks ago on a Saturday my wife and I had been drinking all afternoon and by the time I fired up the BBQ about 8pm that night to do a couple steaks the both of us were pretty toasted. Wife was in yoga pants and a tight top without a bra looking damn hot to me. It wasn't risque but she can be a little shy so normally she'd be a little more circumspect about her dress in the neighborhood. However, it was dark, and she decided to go as she was and collect our mail in the box across the street.

I was in the backyard getting the grill ready. I didn't realize she wasn't in the house and was expecting her to bring out the steaks. When she didn't show I went looking for her and saw on our security cams that she was in our driveway surrounded by a couple of guys on scooters. I watched a bit to make sure she was ok and it was clear whatever was happening it was amiable.

Five minutes talking to a couple of young guys after dark in our driveway was at first sort of a passing curiosity, but when it became ten minutes, then fifteen what I initially took to be some causal conversation seemed like it could be developing into something much more.

As I watched I noticed that each time my wife moved and it looked like she might be ready to head in they re-positioned their scooters to block her exit and keep her between them. It seemed obvious that they had some interest in her beyond talking to an old lady in the neighborhood getting her mail and I found my interest increasing exponentially as time went on.

As I was to learn later from my wife, one of the kids was Orin, our yard guy's part time helper, and the other was his friend, who I will call Tony. They were quite proud of the fact that they had bought the scooters very cheaply because they didn't run and gotten them into running condition. My wife took an interest and asked them a lot of questions. If they weren't savvy enough to realize she had quite a buzz on they must have interpreted her responses as exceedingly friendly and interested.

Tony was the more aggressive of the two. My wife characterizes him to me now as an “eager beaver” and even in her inebriated state there was little doubt in her mind that he wanted to fuck her. Orin was more reserved. I'm sure he also wanted to fuck her but he was not so obvious about it. Tony took the initiative and asked my wife if she'd like to go for a ride on his scooter. She told him she didn't know how to drive it and he said he'd show her.

He sat her on the scooter in front of him, showed her the hand brakes and the throttle, but told her not to worry about the throttle, he'd help her with that. All she needed to do was keep both hands on the handle bars, steer, and squeeze the breaks if he told her. He wrapped his left around around her waist, and put his right hand over hers on the throttle, and off they went.

I figured they'd take a trip around the block and it wouldn't be long but it was getting late so I went and turned off the gas to the BBQ assuming we wouldn't be having steak that night. I went back to the security cams but minute after minute passed and there was no sign of them. Five minutes, then ten, then twenty. At that point I began to think about what might be happening and was finding it increasingly difficult to think of an innocent explanation....though perv that I am it might be more honest to say I was hoping more and more that there was no innocent explanation.

My wife showed up three hours later even more inebriated than she'd been earlier and collapsed into bed. She was out instantly and all I could do was imagine where she'd been. My imagination in these circumstances did not lead to innocent explanations and soon I was jacking off to what I'd hoped had happened.

Once they left our driveway, Tony, had his right hand over my wife's on the throttle. His left had was around her waist, but as he increased speed he slipped his left under her top and began to feel her big tits, thumbing her nipples. Tony got them going pretty fast and my wife was afraid to take her hands off the handle bars, or move her hands and apply the brakes, worried about crashing. Tony had his hand over her right hand so she couldn't grab the brakes on both sides anyway.

Tony fondled her big tits for a bit, then he slipped his hand down her yoga pants and fingered her. At some point he must have realized that my wife was afraid of crashing and wasn't going to resist his groping and used it to his advantage, racing up and down neighborhood streets...but they had an unspoken objective. Orin's parents were off for the weekend and no one was home there. They pulled up at Orin's house and asked my wife to come in and have a drink with them before they took her home.

I called them kids, but Orin clocked in at 18, a high school senior, and his friend Tony is 19, having graduated high school last year. Orin raided his parents liquor cabinet. Young as they were they realized it was in their best interest to keep my wife drunk. They got two strong drinks down her before they made a move. Tony came up behind her. Both hands now free, one went to her tits, the other down her yoga pants to finger her cunt as he kissed her neck.

Orin watched his friend with her until he told him, come on, get in on this, and then he approached and kissed her. As Orin made out with her his friend groped her and fingered her cunt. Tony lifted her top and exposed her tits, then pulled down her yoga pants and slipped his cock into her from behind. My wife surrendered herself to the lust of the moment without a thought to the possible consequences. Tony didn't last long before he was filling her married pussy.

My wife stepped out of her yoga pants and Orin took her hand and led her to the living room sofa. They laid down together and made out for quite awhile and then she slid off the sofa to her knees. My wife told Orin she'd been wondering for a while now what his cock was like and Orin sat up and watched her extract it. He was already hard so it wasn't an easy release.

“Very nice,” she told him once she finally got it out.

“Is it bigger than your husband's,” he asked? ...to which she replied “oh yes,” taking it into her mouth.

She was taking his cock down to the balls and in a very short amount of time he said with some surprise

“I can feel it in your throat. Fuck, I'm going to cum.”

And he did,,,,she felt his cock twitch in her mouth as he shot one, two, three, four, and a final fifth jet of cum down her throat. Then she felt his friends hands pulling her up and leading her into a bedroom.

“Will you suck my cock like you did Orin's,” he asked, “that was awesome.”

Orin stayed on the sofa a little dazed and when he finally got up and followed his friend to the bedroom he was greeted by the sight of my wife on her knees sucking Tony's cock.

Seeing that, Orin was instantly hard again and said “it's my turn to fuck her now.”

“All right bro,” said Tony, “help me get her on the bed.”

“No,” said Orin, “you and her finish first and then I want to fuck her.”

With his friend there watching my wife suck him Tony didn't last long. As she sucked him she milked his balls with her hand plunging her mouth down on his cock and into her throat repeatedly, until she felt his legs begin to shudder and his knees going weak, signaling he was about to cum. She took him fully down her throat and he unloaded and fell shakily onto the bed.

There was an awkward moment as Tony stood up contemplating what he should do next and Orin helped my wife to her feet and kissed her. They stood just making out for a few minutes as Tony pulled out the chair to Orin's desk, sat down, and watched. Orin had shed his pants and his stiff cock poked between her thighs as they kissed. He finally broke their kissing, stood back slightly, and took her big tits into his hands, looking at them in awe. Then he bent down to take them into his mouth sucking on one and then the other. He told her he'd wanted to feel her tits and suck them since the first time she came out to talk to him.

Orin told her how sexy and beautiful she was, that he'd dreamed about it but never thought it would actually happen. She said she'd thought about him too but never imagined it happening either...she couldn't believe that someone his age could be interested in a married 60 year old grandmother. In that moment it was just the two of them. Tony had vanished from their thoughts even though he still sat quietly watching.

They tumbled into the bed making out, her legs open, and Orin's cock poking desperately at her pussy. She reached down and guided it into her as Orin began to kiss her. She wrapped her arms around his neck and made out with him as his young cock thrust in and out of her. It had been years since she'd felt as aroused as she did with Orin. In her head Tony had been fucking her but Orin was making love to her. She had taken the edge off him when she'd sucked his cock and now he was displaying his stamina. They continued for so long that Tont got tired of watching and left the room.

When they finished she told him that I'd be wondering what happened to her and after all this time I was probably worried. Will your husband be mad he asked? I don't plan on telling him she replied to put him at ease. Can I see you again he asked her and she told him she wasn't sure. Tony had left so Orin took her home on the back of his scooter.

[art-of-manliness]

The Art of Manliness’ Ultimate Guide to Summer

The summer months are here, and with them, a change in mood, expectations, and itineraries. If you (and your family — you only get 18 summers with your kids, after all!) want to make the most of the season’s unique possibilities for fun and memory-making, below we offer a list of the many summer-related resources we’ve published over the years. Hopefully they’ll inspire you to throw a backyard party, swing in a hammock, take a hike, read a book on the beach, and generally enjoy the heck out of the sun-filled, laid-back days ahead. What to Wear When the weather warms up, a new set of clothes in your wardrobe gets put into rotation. It’s harder to dress stylishly in the summer than it is in the colder, layer-friendly months, but you don’t have to (only) default to t-shirts and shorts. The articles below will acquaint you with alternatives that look sharper, yet still keep you cool, and even offer some tips on how wear that t-shirt better when you do opt for it. Read these style guides to specific sartorial pieces: * Summer Smart Casual: 3 Getup Ideas for the Office, Date Night, and Weddings * The Guayabera * The Classic Camp Collar Shirt * The Polo Shirt * The T-Shirt * Khakis * The Seersucker Suit * Boat Shoes * Mohinders (My #1 recommendation for summer shoes!) * My Go-to Sunglasses for Summer And check out these overview articles as well: * A Man’s Guide to Summer Dress: Part I and Part II * Easy Ways to Upgrade Your Casual Summer Style * Summer Style: How to Dress for an Outdoor Social Event What to Do Warm weather, school vacation, and holidays like the Fourth open up new possibilities for recreation, relaxation, travel, and general mischief. If you’re looking for ideas on how to while away your summer days, or just want to better execute your excursions and adventures, consult the list below: * 18 Things Every Man Should Do This Summer * 23 Dangerous Things You Should Let Your Kids Do * The Ultimate Guide to Fireworks * 10 Awesome 4th of July Traditions  * How to Make a PVC Blowgun * How to Make a PVC Archery Bow * How to Make a Marshmallow Shooter * How to Make a Potato Cannon * How to Build a Man-Sized Slip-‘n-Slide * Backpacking Basics * The Complete Guide to Hiking (And Enjoying It) * Podcast #711: How to Plan the Ultimate Road Trip * 39 Things to Do Before Leaving on Vacation: A Handy Dandy Checklist * The Complete Guide to Flying With Babies and Toddlers (While Avoiding a Defcon 1 Meltdown) * 5 Ways to Streamline Your Next Camping Trip * Podcast #895: The Essential Guide to Visiting and Camping in the National Parks * The Great American Road Trip: Thoughts on Driving Across the Country What to Cook In the summertime, you’re less inclined to heat up the house by turning on the oven, and more inclined to take your cooking outdoors. When you’re firing up the grill, you’ll want to consult these articles, podcasts, and videos to become a master backyard chef: * The Science of Grilling * Podcast #612: Grillmaster Secrets for Flame-Cooked Perfection * Podcast #720: The Secrets to Making the Perfect Burger * The 3-Zone Fire * How to Light a Charcoal Grill * How to Grill Perfect Chicken Breasts * How to Grill the Perfect Burger * How to Grill the Perfect Steak * How to Make Your Own BBQ Sauce * How to Make Your Own BBQ Spice Rubs * Smoking Meat 101 * 3 Easy Marinades for Your 3 Favorite Meats * How to Smoke Brisket * How to Smoke Baby Back Ribs * How to Smoke Pulled Pork Also be sure to check out these fun tips for leveling up your next backyard BBQ: * The Best Way to Hold a Burger (According to Science!) * The Best Order to Stack Your Burger Toppings * The Best Way to Ice Drinks in a Cooler What to Read You often have more time to read during the summer, and you may be wondering what book to pack for your upcoming trip. Any of the recommendations on our many book lists could fit the bill, but as people are often looking for something lighter… http://dlvr.it/T7WjL6

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some info abt edwin ! using emojis as bulletpoints bc i sincerely hate how tumblr does lists. i need paragraph/line breaks to be able to read shit motherfucker

🖤edwin was raised by his father, his mother was not in the picture for reasons i haven't decided on yet

🖤his coming out and transition went very smoothly because his dad is very supportive

🖤edwin's father (name still tbd) is very supportive, but still has weird cishet ideas about gender. this results in him more or less affirming edwin's gender by being like oh yeah? you're a man? well you have to do MAN THINGS now. like HUNTING and BEER and BACKYARD BBQ. pronouns be damned his boy can work a grill

🖤edwin starts going to the gym after he gets his tits lopped off, bc he's very enthusiastic (and encouraged by his dad) about doing Man Things like getting buff and checking out dudes at the gym

🖤the part where edwin likes men does briefly stump his dad, but he gets over it. what's manlier than TWO men? hell yeah brother!

🖤edwin has the Sight TM. he can see ghosts and ghouls and, after a few Close Calls as a kid, has developed a really good poker face. because some Otherworldly Beasties don't take kindly to realizing you can see them. he can also perceive angels in their full glory without his own brain eternal sunshine of the spotless mind-ing him bc it can't comprehend what it's seeing

🖤anyway back to the gym. jackson is the one who approaches edwin first, and edwin is understandably nervous bc why is fuckin La Creatura in the gym. but it's ok bc pup is a lot more interesting in getting to know edwin than trying to eat him

[kithtaehyung]

An Ode to 3Tan BBQ

………………………..😶😶😶😶😶😶

AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

That was….They were…Yoongi was…

*shakes head to refocus*

Okay, okay! I’m here, and I think I have mustered up enough coherency to react to the BBQ THAT WILL GO DOWN IN HISTORY.

Firstly, I really truly have no idea how you did it so absolutely perfectly, but you captured that wholesome but incredibly sexy magic of young summer love. That feeling of being invincible, like you’ll never grow old, like anything is possible, like winter will never come and fun is here forever to stay. So fresh but so nostalgic. I could smell the sunscreen and the smoke from the grill. I felt the butterflies in reader’s stomach while she was watching him from afar. I felt how flirty and fabulous she felt in that little dress under Yoongi’s gaze. How did I so potently feel like I was in that backyard? I was taken back to high school when my crush and I would secretly flirt amongst all our friends by the poolside…only this time, the it was Min freaking Yoongi! 😫🫠😍 Reader-insert fics can often offer an experience, but damn, I didn’t know I could be taken back to some really magical and beautiful moments and emotions with this drabble! 🥹💕

I also absolutely loved her moments with Trish and Tae. The conspiratorial role Tae is now playing has been squealing with glee, and the conversation with Trish has me so soft for Reader, who is so apparently coming into her own.

Also, the line where Tae compares reader to Yeontan had me in freaking stitches 😂💜😂💜

And, excuse me, but was that a potential Dom and Shiv moment I saw there? Ummm…I freaking ship it????

…And Yoongi. THIS Yoongi?? THIS M@TH$RF&#KIN’ YOONGI??? Excuse me, ma’am, but do you have a permit to write such a DANGEROUS CHARACTER??? 🥵🥵🥵

This line:

“Hell no, he needs to keep those broad shoulders covered or else you’re really gonna fucking lose.”

Had me thinking:

And then this line:

“He rakes wet locks back before slowly walking to the edge of the pool, wiping his face before aiming a smirk of revenge at your menace sibling.”

Had me like:

You wrote all of the little Yoongi-is-babe-of-epic-proportions details so well! Like how his teeth are dashing???? Like, they are but how do you so aptly zero in on everything that makes him so attractive???

So, anyhow, thanks to this menacing new helping of 3Tan Yoongi I am currently exceedingly unwell and entirely unable to function.

The silent war you waged between Reader and Yoongs was the absolute tits - so cute and steamy at the same time! My heart exploded at the part with the paper towel roles!!! 🥰 But then other parts had me straight up tomato-faced BLUSHING!

This line?

“Even if his chains are currently caressing your back…”

When I tell you I was SCREAMING. Literally. Screaming.

And after building the sexual tension to the tightness of a freaking bowstring, the sneaky intimacy they managed to so recklessly cram in was SO EFFING HOT.

This drabble is definitely my new favorite of the 3Tan canon…like, seriously, you keep outdoing yourself and at this point I believe you can move mountains if only given a pen! 😆🙌 Thank you so much for gifting us with this one, it is an absolute gem and is going to get me through the drudge of the work week with many a reread!

After indulging in this absolute MASTERPIECE far be it from me to ask for more.

…buuuuuuttt….

IFYOUDROPPEDTHESMUTI’DREADTHEFUCKINGSHITOUTOFITOKAYILOVEYOUBYE

💜💜💜

DFKDSHF VIOLETSIREN !! oh my god this ode is amazing and i will definitely head under a cut to respond so here we go!

………………………..😶😶😶😶😶😶 AAAAAHHHHHHHHH!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! That was….They were…Yoongi was… *shakes head to refocus* Okay, okay! I’m here, and I think I have mustered up enough coherency to react to the BBQ THAT WILL GO DOWN IN HISTORY.

THE BBQ THAT WILL GO DOWN IN HISTORY I CANTTT yes. yes, they were. yoongi was. all of this is correct can we get an F in the chat to pay everyone respects lololol

Firstly, I really truly have no idea how you did it so absolutely perfectly, but you captured that wholesome but incredibly sexy magic of young summer love. That feeling of being invincible, like you’ll never grow old, like anything is possible, like winter will never come and fun is here forever to stay. So fresh but so nostalgic. I could smell the sunscreen and the smoke from the grill. I felt the butterflies in reader’s stomach while she was watching him from afar. I felt how flirty and fabulous she felt in that little dress under Yoongi’s gaze. How did I so potently feel like I was in that backyard? I was taken back to high school when my crush and I would secretly flirt amongst all our friends by the poolside…only this time, the it was Min freaking Yoongi! 😫🫠😍 Reader-insert fics can often offer an experience, but damn, I didn’t know I could be taken back to some really magical and beautiful moments and emotions with this drabble! 🥹💕

all of this took me back so far omfg!! the way you also captured all the feelings of summer so well? by just mentioning what you remember? wow. summer love is fantastic.. and i'm so happy that i was able to convey some of those vibes in this drabble! working on it poolside definitely helped, even if i had to shield my eyes from the sun ahaha. gahhhhh all the butterflies!! being in that backyard: i was THERE! i felt it! if you felt the same then i am immensely satisfied.

I also absolutely loved her moments with Trish and Tae. The conspiratorial role Tae is now playing has been squealing with glee, and the conversation with Trish has me so soft for Reader, who is so apparently coming into her own. Also, the line where Tae compares reader to Yeontan had me in freaking stitches 😂💜😂💜 And, excuse me, but was that a potential Dom and Shiv moment I saw there? Ummm…I freaking ship it????

TRISH!! i have been waiting to incorporate trish into the series so i'm happy to have her here, even if we don't know if this is canon yet. she's a thoughtful person and someone i am very happy that is in reader and bro's lives. as far as tae... we all love that damn man lol. i wanna protect him with everything i have! AND DOM AND SHIV AHAHAHA YESSSS

…And Yoongi. THIS Yoongi?? THIS M@TH$RF&#KIN’ YOONGI??? Excuse me, ma’am, but do you have a permit to write such a DANGEROUS CHARACTER??? 🥵🥵🥵

LMFAOOOOO I ASK MYSELF THAT ALL THE DAMN TIME

This line: “Hell no, he needs to keep those broad shoulders covered or else you’re really gonna fucking lose.” And then this line: “He rakes wet locks back before slowly walking to the edge of the pool, wiping his face before aiming a smirk of revenge at your menace sibling.”

SDKFJDSKF the gifs you sent!!! i love them. i love love love them and now i'm in pain all over again.

You wrote all of the little Yoongi-is-babe-of-epic-proportions details so well! Like how his teeth are dashing???? Like, they are but how do you so aptly zero in on everything that makes him so attractive??? So, anyhow, thanks to this menacing new helping of 3Tan Yoongi I am currently exceedingly unwell and entirely unable to function.

godddddd i literally don't know. my fingers just type and i cry on my keyboard. that's literally how all of this has worked so far lmfao

The silent war you waged between Reader and Yoongs was the absolute tits - so cute and steamy at the same time! My heart exploded at the part with the paper towel roles!!! 🥰 But then other parts had me straight up tomato-faced BLUSHING!

YESSS. i had a blast writing everything and the war between them was everything. the paper towels!! alexa play u got it bad by usher LOL

This line? “Even if his chains are currently caressing your back…” When I tell you I was SCREAMING. Literally. Screaming.

YOU KNOW I GOTTA MENTION THOSE CHAINS ITS LITERALLY PART OF MY BRAND ATP

And after building the sexual tension to the tightness of a freaking bowstring, the sneaky intimacy they managed to so recklessly cram in was SO EFFING HOT.

how can they be so intimate and yet i'm blushing?? how can this happen. why are they always doing this to me??

This drabble is definitely my new favorite of the 3Tan canon…like, seriously, you keep outdoing yourself and at this point I believe you can move mountains if only given a pen! 😆🙌 Thank you so much for gifting us with this one, it is an absolute gem and is going to get me through the drudge of the work week with many a reread!

WAIT WHAT. ITS UR NEW FAVE?? that's amazing! we don't know if it's canon yet but omfg if it's your fave that means so much to me! i didn't exercise as much brainpower as i usually do for the main parts so the writing may not have been like,, my best. but i'm still happy you enjoyed<3 thank you for reading and i hope you had an okay week!

After indulging in this absolute MASTERPIECE far be it from me to ask for more …buuuuuuttt…. IFYOUDROPPEDTHESMUTI’DREADTHEFUCKINGSHITOUTOFITOKAYILOVEYOUBYE 💜💜💜

AHAHAHAH ITS COMING BABE ITS COMINGGGG THANK YOU FOR BEING INTERESTING AND ENCOURAGING ME TO MOVE FORWARD WITH IT!

[nicholaskyrkostas]

How to grill like a pro - secrets shared by a professional chef!

Whether you have worked on a grill before or not, the backyard appliance can be astounding to use. How high should you heat your grill to cook your meat? How much time does it take for your meat to cook properly? What kind of charcoal do you use for cooking the meat?

A small mistake can make your grilled food from banging to blah, so we have consulted some top BBQ chefs like Nicholas Kyrkostas and other professional cooks to bring you the best grilling tips to help up your BBQ game. These are –

Keep your grill well-cleaned – Grilling up meat on the grill can make your grill pretty sticky and greasy, but your grill does not have to be. To keep your grill neat, you need to use silicone side shelf mats that can help keep the sauce from getting everywhere while preventing unwanted scratches on the stainless steel shelves.

Using the right grilling tools – In case of flare-ups and for general grilling safety, two grilling tools are recommended, i.e., grill tongs and grill gloves. Professional BBQ chef like Nicholas Kyrkostas highly recommends using grill tongs that are 16 inches long, thus allowing you to stay further away from the fire than standard 12-inch kitchen tongs.

Apart from this, using a pair of protective grilling gloves with individual fingers is recommended for better agility. So, if a flare-up does occur, you can use these two grilling tools to safely move your food to a different part of the grill, which can help you get the fire under control.

Using marinades to enhance the flavor of your food items –

One needs to marinate all food items before grilling to add additional flavor to food items. A marinade can be made from anything and commonly includes oil as a base. Feel free to get creative and add your favorite herbs, spices, and various other staples like onion and garlic to your food items. Make sure to drip off excess marinade before you place your food items on the grill to avoid flare-ups that can create too much char and soot on your food and can impart a burnt texture.

Take food items off the grill when they are cooked –

This may sound a little simple, but that doesn’t mean when everything is done. Hot spots on the BBQ grill and ingredients that are not always uniform may cause some things to be done before others. Keep a spare plate and some aluminum foil ready. If some items finish before others, you can move them to the plate and cover them loosely with foil to keep them warm.

Keep the grill grate clean –

As you successfully prepped up your food and placed it on the grill, the food items will be completely stuck to the grate a few minutes later. Avoid this fate by quickly cleaning up the grate beforehand using a good grill brush, vegetable oil, tongs, and paper towel.

Allow the grill enough time to heat up –

Preheating charcoal grills for 5 minutes is highly recommended, but when it comes to gas grills, 15 minutes is better. Gas grills need extra time as gas flames do not produce as much radiant heat as hot coals. This may allow the food items between the fire and the cooking grate to convert the heat of the flames into radiant heat and can help produce better results when it comes to your food.

Keep an eye on the flame –

Throughout the grilling process, keeping an eye on the grill temperature and flame is essential. Make sure to preheat your grill so that the cooking process starts at the right temperature, and ensure that food items don’t stick to the grill grates. Once your food is on the grill, avoid having the fire directly touch your food items.

As you want the heat and smoke to cook your food, not the fire; otherwise, you’ll end up with a lot of char and burnt food items. So aforementioned are some of the valuable grilling tips that professional BBQ chefs like Nicholas Kyrkostas need to step up their game.

[bbqbeerbash]

Beer, BBQ, and Good Vibes Bash – The Ultimate Summer Celebration!

It’s time to fire up the grill, crack open a cold beer, and gather your friends and family for the Beer, BBQ, and Good Vibes Bash—the ultimate summer celebration where great food, refreshing brews, and positive energy come together for an unforgettable day!

The BBQ You’ve Been Waiting For

At the Beer, BBQ, and Good Vibes Bash, we’re all about mouthwatering BBQ that’s sure to satisfy every craving. Our expert grill masters will be turning out sizzling plates of juicy burgers, tender ribs, smoky chicken, and flavorful sausages, each cooked to perfection over an open flame. Whether you’re a meat lover or a fan of grilled veggies, there’s something on the menu for everyone.

Our BBQ spread doesn’t stop there—sides like tangy coleslaw, grilled corn, baked beans, and roasted potatoes will complete your meal and take your taste buds on a flavor-packed journey. And of course, we have a variety of sauces to complement your favorite dishes, from sweet and smoky to spicy and tangy.

The Perfect Beer Pairing

No BBQ is complete without a cold, refreshing beer, and the Beer, BBQ, and Good Vibes Bash is bringing you a selection of the best brews around. From crisp lagers to bold IPAs, smooth stouts to fruity ales, we’ve got the perfect beer to pair with every bite of BBQ goodness.

Our team of beer experts will guide you through the ultimate tasting experience, offering suggestions to elevate your meal and your fun. Whether you’re a craft beer connoisseur or just looking for something light and refreshing, there’s a brew waiting to quench your thirst.

Good Vibes, Live Music, and Fun Activities

A great event is more than just food and drink—it’s about the atmosphere, the people, and the energy. At the Beer, BBQ, and Good Vibes Bash, the good vibes are flowing just as freely as the beer.

Get ready for live music that will keep you grooving all day long. From local bands to upbeat playlists, the tunes are as lively as the crowd. You won’t be able to resist tapping your feet or dancing along as the sun sets and the party heats up.

For those who like a bit of friendly competition, we’ve got games galore! Try your hand at cornhole, join a round of beer pong, or enjoy some backyard games with your friends and family. Whether you’re competing or just cheering on your team, it’s all part of the fun.

Family-Friendly Fun for All Ages

The Beer, BBQ, and Good Vibes Bash is a family-friendly event, making it the perfect outing for everyone, from kids to grandparents. While the adults enjoy their craft beers and BBQ plates, the little ones can stay entertained with a range of kid-friendly activities. Face painting, a bouncy castle, and games designed just for kids will keep them busy while the grown-ups relax and enjoy the festivities.

A Great Time with Friends and Neighbors

Looking for the best way to connect with friends, neighbors, and family? The Beer, BBQ, and Good Vibes Bash is the perfect opportunity to meet new people and celebrate old friendships. Grab your friends, neighbors, and loved ones for a day of fun, great food, and amazing drinks. Whether you’re lounging in the sun, dancing to the music, or sharing a cold one, you’re bound to have a blast!

Don’t Miss Out – Let’s Make Some Memories!

Mark your calendars, rally your crew, and get ready to enjoy the perfect summer day at the Beer, BBQ, and Good Vibes Bash. With delicious BBQ, refreshing beers, and plenty of fun, this event is everything you need to make unforgettable memories with those who matter most.

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