Soldier Boy Fucking Bombsight.

“Hiya, Robbie.” Soldier Boy smirked looking at his old “friend” standing in front of him in an abandoned warehouse. 

“Ben... it's been a long time.” Bombsight got closer. “Did you miss me?”

“Sure, missed my fuck buddy, did you miss my cock deep inside of you?”

“You know, I wouldn't turn down a revival…” He was now in front of Soldier Boy. 

Ben's smirk widened, his eyes scanning Bombsight’s frame with a hunger that hadn't faded with time. Robbie didn't waste another second on words. He reached out, grabbing the back of Ben's neck and pulling him in for a bruising, aggressive kiss. It wasn't a greeting, it was a claim. Their tongues clashed violently, tasting of desperation and old memories, while Soldier Boy’s other hand slid down to grip Ben's ass, squeezing the muscle hard.

“Fuck, you're still as needy as ever,” Soldier Boy groaned against his lips, his voice a low, gravelly rumble. “Did I ever tell you? You are the only one who could really take what I had to give, best hole, best mouth that got wrapped around my dick.”

Robbie shoved Ben backward, pinning him against a rusted metal support beam of the warehouse. The clang of metal echoed through the empty space, but neither of them cared. Bombsight stepped deep into Ben's space, pressing his hard, thick cock right against Ben's thigh, letting him feel the heat of it through their clothes.

“I'm so turned on.” Robbie said, looking at Ben.

“Less talking... more doing,” Ben breathed, his hand reaching down to fumble with the fastening of his own pants.

“Impatient little shit,” Robbie chuckled. He didn't help him, he just stood there, smirking, enjoying the sight of Ben struggling.

Once the fabric gave way, Soldier Boy's cock sprang free, thick, big and pulsing, already leaking a bead of pre-cum at the tip. Robbie didn't hesitate. He dropped to his knees on the dusty concrete floor, his eyes locking onto the shaft before he wrapped his hand around the base and slid his mouth over the head.

Soldier Boy let out a sharp hiss of pleasure, his fingers digging into Robbie's hair, forcing his head down deeper. “Yeah, just like that. Take it all.”

The sound of wet, sloppy suction filled the warehouse, the rhythmic slap of Robbie's face hitting Ben's pelvic bone echoing in the silence.

Ben leaned back against the beam now, his hips beginning to thrust instinctively into Robbie's mouth. “Fuck, you've still got the best mouth in the service. Keep going... suck it dry before I flip you around and wreck that ass.”