Brian snorted loudly as he passed the finish line in first again. Brock finished Lady due to his trolling throughout the race.
Anthony laughed loudly along with Brian's snorts. The duo laughing harder as Brock yells of frustration.
Brian decided he was going to be a dirty gremlin in Mario Kart. Which also means he'd be pissing off Tyler and Brock. He grinned proudly at his crown on screen.
"BRIAN YOU'RE A BITCH!" Tyler shouts
Brock slams his hands on his desk before leaving the call.
"Oh no *giggle* boys I'm dead!" He laughs loudly, muting himself before Brock barges into the others room.
"Hey brock" Brian turns around in his chair now face to face with his very pissed off boyfriend.
Brock's hands squeezed the arm rests of the Irishman's chair. His knuckles white as he gripped them.
Brian gulped, shifting in his seat.
"Brock baby?"
Brock huffed and pulled the younger man up out of his chair and onto his knees.
"I'm so fucking pissed off with you and you're fucking trolling" he growled, gripping the others hair tightly.
Brian went bright red, knowing exactly where this was going. He looked up at the eldest and whispered.
"Green baby. Fuck lemme make it up to you?"
Brock, now given permission to continue, unzips his pants and pulls his cock out. Pulling Brian's hair back again the Irishman opens his mouth, lolling out his tongue.
Smirking, Brock holds Brian's head in place before shoving his cock down the others throat.
Brian chokes around his boyfriend's cock from the surprise and his poor gag reflex. He squeezes his hands into fists, calming his gag reflex down before Brock's assault on his throat.
Brock begins to face-fucked the younger man roughly. GroNing and growling swears and angry sentences that barely register in Brian's fuzzy brain.
"Fuckin asshole" Brock groans, fucking into the man's throat faster.
"Trolling and teasing me. Pissing me off on purpose huh? I bet you were. You were so fuckin ready to get on your knees for me" Brock growls
Brian moans around Brock's dick. Happily taking his punishment.
Brock looked down and met Brian's eyes. Brian's eyes were full of tears ready to fall, his face red as he looked up at Brock with a blissed out expression.
Brock pushed Brian down to the base of his cock as he came inside the man's mouth. Brisn swallowed every drop, moaning around Brock as he did so.
Feeling every ounce of anger and frustration leave his body Brock pulls out of Brian's mouth.
Brian gasps and pants heavily.
Brock crouches down and scoops up Brian. Without a word he brings Brian to their bedroom, laying him down.
Brian's brain started to catch up to what was going on as he was laid in bed.
Clearing his throat he spoke up.
"Brock?"
Brock kissed Brian's head
"Gonna suck you off ok?"
Brisn shook his head
"I..already kinda.."
Brock giggled
"You came untouched?"
"You were bein hella dominant! It was hot" Brian pouted.
"You pissed me off on purpose didn't you?" Brian held back a grin.
"Maybeee"
Brock rolled his eyes and kissed the other quickly.
"Was that ok though? Not too rough?"
"Brock the day you're too rough better be our fookin weddin night"
Brock laughed and held the man tightly.
"I will. Let's get into a bath and go get some food"
"Hell yeah" Brian beamed happily, clinging onto his boyfriend's shoulders.
