《Grumbo Smutshots》The boy with the bird mask 🦜
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"GRIAN GET BACK HERE YOU LITTLE-"
Grian ran, impulse and scar chasing him. He had just scared the hell out them with his bird mask. They were quite far behind the small boy, with axes in their hands.
"I-IM SORRY-" Grian yelled, laughing his ass off. He swiftly pulled out an enderpearl and threw it, trying to get away. Scar and impulse stopped at Grian disappeared.
"GOD DAMN IT-" They both yelled in sync.
Grian landed right infront of a cave, him running in and putting the bird mask on.
"Hello? Is anyone here??" Grian yelled before sitting down against a wall. He pulled out an image of mumbo, which he kept in his inventory at all times. Why? To always remember his best friend of course!
He studied the image closely as he felt himself getting hard.
Ah shit- now I've got a whole new thing to deal with. And i can't even go back to my base because it's too risky. Why does mumbo have to be so god damn sexy.
He couldn't stop thinking about mumbo as he unbuttoned his jeans and pulling out his cock. He slowly began jerking off, still thinking about Mumbo. He let out a little moan as he tensed up.
Fuck that feels so good. I just wish mumbo was here to do this for me. His touch feels so god damn great.
He was lost in his own thoughts, before snapping back to reality. He looked up and noticed Mumbo was stood there staring down at him.
"Uhhh hi?" Mumbo tilted his head slightly. "Grian is that you-"
The small boy nodded as he continued jerking himself off.
"Do you want a bit of help?" Mumbo smiled, sitting down next to Grian. Once again Grian nodded, as he adjusted his mask. Mumbo grabbed Grians manhood and began slowly jerking it off. "Ah-" Grian began moaning and panting. "M-Mumbo.."
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Mumbo took that as a sign to begin going faster. He noticed he was now hard himself. He slid his other hand down his trousers and began jerking himself off too. "Do you- ah- want me to do that fo-r you~?" Grian smiled, resting his hand on Mumbos now hard member. Mumbo nodded, as he continued jerking Grian off. Grian began moving his hand up and down, causing The taller man to throw his head back and moan. "F~fuck Gri..."
Grian began moaning louder and louder. He threw himself onto Mumbos lap, pinning him down. "I want you to fuck me so hard I can't walk the next day~." Grian stated as Mumbo flashed bright red. He began taking off Grians jeans and his own Black sweatpants. He pinned Grian down and began thrusting inside of him. "O-OH FUCK~!!" Grian moaned, grabbing onto Mumbos jacket. Mumbo was thrusting quite slow, as he moaned. He began stroking Grians wings, as he thrusted faster. "A~Ah Mumbo right there!" Grian gripped into Mumbo harder. Mumbo began kissing Grians body as he kept going faster. Grians breathing became heavier as Mumbo fucked him.
Mumbo began muttering praises into Grians ear. "Your such a good fucking boy..~" The bottom shivered as he moaned. "Im g-gonna cum baby bird..~" he moaned, resting his head on Grians shoulder as he began thrusting faster. He felt himself reach the edge, as he stopped thrusting and let himself out in Grians ass. Grian was a panting mess as he laid there. He had taken his mask off, revealing his red sweaty face. "You look so good right now." Mumbo laughed, putting his trousers back on. He kissed the small boy on the forehead before walking out of the cave.
Holy shit that felt so good. I just want to fuck him all day...
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