#neighbormen

[warwickcd]

@neighbormen

Pros of having a military father: it was hot as fuck. Cons of having a military father: sometimes he was far from home for days...

Not that Clyde needed Nolan to look after him all the time. He was a rather capable young man, really. But the recent developments in their father-son relationship had him craving the company more than usual.

"I- I know I have my own room, dad!" he tried to explain when Nolan came home one day earlier than planned and found him napping on his bed. "I just... I like it here. It smells like you still."

[royal-descent]

@neighbormen

"I'm sorry my dad is such an asshole." Aster said with a low voice after his father had stormed off from the room slamming the door behind him. The glasses on the wall in the wet bar still rattling from the force.

"He just isn't used to not having things his way. He isn't likely to come back though so if you want to leave I understand but- I do have dinner being served soon if you'd like to stay."

[desaudades]

+ @neighbormen asked for wally.

ʚ♡ɞ — it was another early morning for wally, prepping for upcoming exams while simultaneously trying to run an occult store wasn't exactly the easiest thing to combine — especially when his dad had been away for the past couple of days on business matters. the store hadn't opened yet, still had an hour or so to stare at his laptop and go over one of his biology courses before opening.

the boy tapped away at his keyboard for a little while, correcting any mistakes he saw, but ultimately getting bored with the subject matter — too much revising of the same thing. his eyes darted across the room, falling on some shelves that needed restocking, so he got up and re-arranged some of the things that were placed on them, added some where there were missing. dad should be coming back soon, he thinks to himself. right before opening, too.

[p3cc4tum]

@neighbormen asked for a meme starter based on a prompt: sensual sex in a secluded meadow during a picnic.

It was much too lovely of a day not to spend it outside in nature. Not that bad weather usually kept Wyatt from leaving the house regardless; whether sunshine or rain was present, there was just something much more liberating about not being confined by walls. Sure, one's own home had the advantage of being able to freely to whatever he wanted, including stripping down freely - but again, that was also something the young man rarely held back from regardless. Not that it had been his plan to get naked, necessarily... but with the privacy of nobody but Dean being around to see him, and the other looking so goddamn irresistable, maybe it had been inevitable.

Having a picnic had been an amazing idea, and Wyatt was thoroughly enjoying himself, but of course he eventually had to take off his shirt at least, to feel the sun on his skin. He remembered leaning in closer to the older male to thank him for this jaunt... only for one thing leading to another, both of them naked as he was straddling Dean's lap, rolling his hips sensually to grind his perky cheeks against the throbbing length of the other. "Fuck...", he whispered with a pleased grin, legs still trembling after Dean's cock had just slipped out of him after Wyatt bounced on it a bit too eagerly. Letting his hands roam over the older man's body, he rolled his hips until the tip once again found his entrance, and let out a heated moan as he sank down on the length of it, feeling himself being streched open and filled out so perfectly.

[lonelyheartedheathens]

@neighbormen liked for a starter

Settled between the man’s thighs was one of Kyle’s favorite places to be. His cock stretching Kyle’s lips wide as he bobbed his head. He moaned around him, eyes fluttering closed. He finally took the other down to the root, holding himself down and swallowing around him. His hands smoothed up the man’s thighs, gripping tight as he hummed around him.

[accidentallymagic]

@neighbormen

"I can't help it, babe." Luca squirmed in Nolan's lap, trying his best to hide the tent that was beginning to form in his pants. "I keep telling it not to grow." His arms had been tied behind his back, leaving him at Nolan's mercy. "But this is just the effect you have on my body!"

[badtouchs]

closed starter for @neighbormen !

noah had never been as over something as he was over this “countryside vacation,” which meant spending a month in the hottest section of the south of the country doing essentially nothing, for the sake of his parents and their totally chill relationship post-divorce. but there was a reason he chose to stay with his mom, and he couldn't see the logic in making him spend his vacation in the spot he actively chose not to be.

truthfully, there were plenty of reasons, and the near-unbearable heat wasn't even one of the bigger. being around his dad, a macho rough-at-the-edges type, was a constant reminder of the fact he'd never get to have a good, close relationship with him. noah knew of his more delicate, introspective ways, and he knew big-shot waylon-the-cowboy didn't expect that from his son. besides being terrible at the cowboy thing, spending time with his dad meant being reminded of the disappointment he was for the man, even if he'd never said it.

so, when his dad knocked on his bedroom's door and suggested a trip to a lake, he nodded, smiled, and waited until the man was await to bitterly sigh. he wasn't desperate for his dad's approval — he was coming to terms with the fact he'd likely never get it. he wanted a son who could match his virility, and noah just wasn't that. it just sucked, going through something he didn't enjoy to make the guy happy and knowing he'd never be truly satisfied. oh, well. one more week and he's home.

he marks the page he was reading, and makes his way down the stairs, watching as the man prepares to leave. “you've gone to this lake before, sir? know how far is it?” he asks, putting on his shoes, and wondering about how long the horse ride would be.

[theimmortalmerlin]

"That is actually a myth about physical demons. Only the ones that possess the body are capable of swallowing the soul. So unless they were possessed, their souls are fine."

Merlin moved to sit on top of the sarcophagus in the room, taking a load off his feet. He had been walking for hours and his legs and feet were tired.

"I marked Arthur's soul and he marked mine. It was a few days before Arthur died. A ceremony just between the two of us. I'll know him. He'll know me and his memories will return slowly upon finding me again."

He smiled sadly.

"It'll be a bit more difficult for you to find your family again though."

"That's what I fear. My wife and child were...killed by demons. Everything I know about demons, they swallow the souls of the ones they killed." Chaol's face fixed into a pained expression, remembering what he had found when he'd returned to their cabin. His eyes cast down, and he kicked at the rocks on the floor. Pushing away the image was easy. Almost too easy. He'd had years and years of practice. Part of him hated how much he'd forgotten of their faces, their voices. Chaol looked over, eyebrow raised a moment. "And what would this favor be? Someone to lament to for all eternity? Both us searching for our loved ones forever and ever?" Chaol lifted his chin. "How do you know? That it's him when you find him?"

[codyverse]

@neighbormen

Tate let out a small sigh as he took in the sight of Marco, offering a sheepish smile as he looked at the familiar mechanic. "This was not my fault, fyi," Tate said before the other could begin. Being the pack alpha to a pack of omegas and oddballs while being an omega himself is stressful, especially when you're the only one who's ever tried to do it and has succeeded. Tate's jeep had a shit ton of slash marks on the doors, and the tires were destroyed. Not to mention the hood. "Things got a little...Excited on patrol last night." Tate admitted with a small sigh.

[portcls]

Asking his father for cuddles was probably the most embarrassing thing an eighteen-year-old could do. But, Jaime figured that being stalked by a serial killer gave him a pass. He knocked on the door to his old man’s bedroom and let himself in a second later. “I can’t sleep.” He gave half a shrug and walked over to the edge of the bed. “I was thinking that maybe we could cuddle like when I was little. I only feel safe when you’re around.”

@neighbormen

[royal-descent]

Aster sighed as he walked out into the living room as strange man sitting on the couch he assumed was one of his brother's conquests. "I don't think they are home. Sorry if you came a long way to get here. You want something to drink?"

Aster was in nothing but white linen shorts, he had been planning to go for a swim, but he felt rude now that there was something there if he didn't at least offer to play host for a bit.

@neighbormen

[modcrnspirits]

Noah was completely devoted to Harlan. Even after the divorce, he had managed to keep a very close contact with his son. As adults, the relationship had only grown stronger too. In many intimate ways. There, on the carpet, his fingers pressed on sore points. Noah knew what he was doing. Often he had taken those feet to his lap and massaged them while they were watching TV or just being lazy together. This night it was no different. He pushed some points on the sole before leaning closer and giving the big toe a kiss. It was a brief thing, just to test the waters.

"You would have to try harder than this to disappoint me, Harlan." He said with a soothing voice, but soon dropped the subject. He knew Harlan needed something else from him and he was going to give it. He put the foot down and took the other one, repeating the strong and calculated pushes and rubs, all while looking at his beautiful son. "Get out of these clothes. Let go of this day."

Lay offs. Harlan had known about them happening, but hadn't expected his head on the chopping block. That day had been a roller coaster of frustration, anger, and sadness as he had packed his desk. But he could always rely on his father to make him feel better. That voice, those eyes on him, those hands. God damn those hands. He couldn't help but let go of that coil of anger as his father pressed and prodded, going lower and lower. "I just...I don't know what the fuck I'm going to do. I feel like such a loser, like I let you down." Harlan's brow furrowed, sitting on the couch, looking down at Noah. "Please," Harlan nodded as Noah offered the massage and let his shoes be take off. He shifted, sinking a little lower in the couch. When he felt those fingers press into his sole, a little groan hitched in his chest, escaping his lips. Harlan shook his head. "Don't want to talk about it. Just want to forget for a few hours." He licked his lips, pressing his foot in Noah's grip, urging him to continue. "Help a son out?"

[himerodoros]

( .: for @neighbormen :. )

"This is a bit boring, don't you think?" Joey whispered, inching to his side with his head almost pressing against his father's shoulder. Big hazel eyes looking up in the dark to try and find the man's face. It had only been twenty minutes since the movie started playing for them, in that big and empty room. But Joey wasn't someone built to be very good at subtlety. His meaty thigh was already pushing to the side, rubbing and nudging at his father's leg and a hand was now caressing against the man's lower abdomen.

"I can think of better things to do..." he purred, moving towards his dad and bringing his lips to plant a kiss against the man's neck. "We got this big room for ourselves, we should take advantage of that..." He hummed, smiling that big and stupid smile of his as he pulled away from there, his entire body nearly draping over his father's lap now, with his thick ass pushing up in the air. As if all of that wasn't enough, he was wearing a loose tank top that gave an incredible side-view of his muscular chest and some tight shorts that left no room for doubt he wasn't wearing any underwear, all thanks to the way his crack came into view with how he'd placed himself now.

[theking-blackheart-muses]

closed starter for @neighbormen

Levi had always been close with his grandfather, visiting the man during summers and helping out with the farm. Levi loved helping out on the farm and spending those summers too. It was not surprise when Levi heard that his grandfather had left him the farm and all the animals. The death of his grandfather did hit him pretty hard because the man was more of a father to him than his own father. His grandfather had thought him how to drive, ride a bike. Levi had spent the last few days fixing up the place and dealing with paperwork. He had taken care of the animals and showered before heading over to his neighbor to introduce himself.

The male stood on the male's door with some baked pie, his grandfather's recipe after knocking, waiting for the other to answer.

[tricky-tricky-boys]

Closed starter for @neighbormen

Max sighed as he looked up from the papers in his hand, reaching up to stretch and yawn after focusing so hard on reading everything before he started signing. "You're actually willing to hire me? Not a lot of places would be willing to hire a deaf person. Especially one that makes YouTube content as a second source of income. Not that I'm not extremely grateful for the opportunity, and I would love to work for you... I'm just curious."

[warwickcd]

It shouldn't turn him on so much. It really shouldn't. However, the words 'daddy' escaped Harlan's lips and the man's cock immediately came to life in his hands. It was hard as could be, a drop of precum already dripping down from the tip. It made him feral in ways he could hardly explain... He was a grown man, he shouldn't let a young boy rile him up like this, and yet all he could do was moan when he felt those lips on his skin.

"You'll be the death of me, son," he sighed, eyes locked on the other as he started gown down and down with his attention. Breakfast was now a memory of the past, because all that existed were Harlan's lips wrapped around his big cock, and the pleasure starting to spread throughout his body.

"Oh fuck, you're so good at that," Everett praised him, a hand running through the boy's hair in soft appreciation. "That's it-- get me nice and wet. You keep that up and I'll make sure you're unable to walk for the rest of the day-"

Harlan honestly didn't want to think about it anymore. It was a topic both he and Everett tip-toed around, never actually mentioning, talking about it. In moments like these, it was just easier. When they were together it was just better that Everett was a man who had no son. But sometimes Harlan let it creep in, that knowledge, and it was a little hot.

Just a little.

"That's why I'm doing it." Harlan grinned, walking around to the front of Everett, cutting him off from the stove, making the man focus his whole attention on Harlan. "Daddy." Harlan leaned in, kissing the man's collarbone and then the top of one pectoral. "You should know well and good by now that I'm never satisfied."

Harlan slowly went to his knees, hand still stroking Everett, innocent eyes glancing up. "I want you fucking me until my legs are numb, daddy." His mouth kissed the side of Everett's cock, and then again before he took the man into his mouth methodically.