Every repost is a repost repost. By MrX.

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“You remind me so much of your mother, ho ho ho…”

“What the—” The surprised BLU Scout swiftly turned around, but suddenly a gloved hand ran up his shirt. “How the…?!”

RED Spy smirked. “I am a spy, am I not?” The other hand wasted no time as it went into Scout’s pants.

“Fuck, not now! We’re supposed to be killin’ each other!” Scout looked around in panic, his teammates and his enemies battling it out on the field in front of him. A part of him wanted to shrug the enemy spy aside and make a dash for it; there was no need to take stupid risks in the middle of battle, especially this one. And yet it was undeniable that he wanted it, Spy’s expert hands instigating a change of heart. A small pleased huff escaped the knowing Spy as his hands roamed the younger man’s lean, lithe body, exploring every crevice and crack, muscle and movement, as if he was seeing through his hands. “We’re…g-gonna get…caught…”

As if on cue, Spy deftly relocated them both into a nearby small shed, pushing Scout onto the ground. “Out of sight, out of mind oui?” Spy grinned lecherously, deftly relieving Scout of his pants.

“Th-that’s not—” Suddenly a rocket exploded right outside, the shockwave causing the entire shack to shake and vibrate. “FUCK we’re gonna get killed!”

“Not now, monsieur…” Spy cooed, a pair of boxers suddenly appearing in his hands. It was quickly discarded to the side and just as quickly he engulfed Scout’s entire cock into his mouth.

A small whimper escaped Scout’s lips as the warm wetness encased his member. As a man of pride, Spy made sure to milk out every last reaction he can from Scout, showing off his ability in manipulating human emotions. In no time at all the dick in his mouth was fully erect; his expert use of tongue, lips, and throat has turned Scout into a blubbering mess of pleasure. “O-oh FUCK…” Scout cringed, all thoughts of getting caught now completely purged from his mind.

Spy rolled the hard member around in his mouth, sliding his tongue and lips up and down, sucking at the head, then deep-throating the entirety, his throat massaging the head, alternating between the two motions. Satisfied, he then continued with the plan, releasing the aching member from his mouth with a satisfying pop and continued his work, his mouth an oral massage against Scout’s most intimate parts as he slowly kissed and suckled downward. Grabbing those strong running legs and parting them, he reached his destination, Spy’s tongue circling and flicking in and out of Scout’s tight entrance, preparing him, teasing him.

“J-just do it already…” Scout moaned. The younger man was aware of the plan, but of course Spy came prepared, having already released his own very hard and willing member. He bit off his gloves and stuck two fingers into Scout’s mouth, lubricating them with the youth’s saliva. This mission needed to be quick, but executed perfectly, efficiently, and effectively.

Scout sucked on those fingers, moaning in anticipation. After a satisfactory amount of time Spy removed them and slowly started to insert them into Scout. He could feel Scout’s entire body contract around his fingers in a mixture of pain and pleasure as he ventured deeper and deeper. The resulting moan in of itself tingled his own privates, a drop of precum forming at the tip of his erection. The entrance was tight, and every slow thrust into Scout caused both of their dicks to throb in anticipation. When Spy felt that the boy has been sufficiently loosened, he removed his fingers, spit in his hand, carefully lubed up his dick, got into position, and started to push in. “Nnngh, yes…”

“F-fuuuuck…” Scout wantonly moaned, spreading his legs wider to take it all in. The two could hear the bullets fly and the cries of pain outside, and they both well knew that if anyone walked in on their tiny excursion they would both be killed. Yet Spy took his time entering the younger man, drawing out the initial pleasure from the pain of stretching out, Scout’s groans vibrating through his very being. Soon enough Spy was already in, the two men now face to face with each other.

“You still think this is a bad idea?” Spy rhetorically asked, clearly satisfied with his accomplishment. Another explosion rocked the shack, dust falling from the roof onto the couple.

Scout suddenly pulled on Spy’s tie, forcing their lips together. The embrace ended with Scout smirking up, still holding onto the tie. “Fuck me.”

The command was not necessary, yet it enhanced Spy’s fervor, his desire. Luckily for the two the ongoing battle outside masked their hard passionate lovemaking—Spy fucking that tight firm ass, Scout reciprocating the energy with his loud cries of pleasure. The outside world didn’t exist as far as the two were concerned. The older man continued his relentless assault, using his mouth to suck on Scout’s neck, jaw line, face, his hand wrapped around the boy’s organ pumping furiously, the resulting cries for more encouraging him to pound harder and harder…

And almost as quickly as they began, Scout was crying out in bliss as he emptied his load all over his torso. Spy quickly followed, his entire body seizing up as he released his much quieter but no less intense orgasm into Scout.

The two stared at each other for a moment in their afterglow. Meanwhile Spy admired the mess he caused the boy to make all over himself; a stream of white running up the youth’s tight abs, flecks of white on Scout’s chest, a couple drops dotted the pulled up red shirt. Leaning over he carefully licked up the specks of cum off the shirt, then slowly continued downward, eating the semen off Scout’s torso while carefully pulling himself out. No need to waste, not to mention it would ease Scout’s clean-up and get rid of any obvious evidence. He gently kissed Scout’s slightly leaking, now limp cock, a high-pitched whimper coming out of Scout. One last time Spy leaned over the younger man and kissed his lips before standing back up to straighten himself out. Scout barely put his own boxers on when Spy was once again completely dressed up, as if the recent events had never happened.

“…whaddaya mean I’m like my mom?” Scout suddenly asked, realization written all over his face.

Spy lit a cigarette. “I am a gentleman. A gentleman has excellent taste…” And with a puff of smoke, he cloaked and disappeared.