"Geoff, I'm hungry," Awsten whined, looking up at the tall, tanned man.
"Well.. what do you want?" Geoff asked. He already knew. It was Awstens favourite- and every Sunday they shared the special moment together.
"Spaghetti," Awsten stood up, wrapping his arms around Geoff's neck. "I'm ready for it." He bit his bottom lip, looking into the eyes of the man he loved.
"Are you sure? Last time it ended up.. messy." Geoff said gently. He walked them to the kitchen though, taking down a can of spaghetti. He opened the can, looking over at the blushy boy.
"I'm ready," Awsten nodded. He pulled his shirt off hurriedly, already knowing what was about to happen.
Geoff held the uncooked can of Heinz spaghetti up to his mouth, swallowing the contents with little to no effort. He unbuttoned his pants, already feeling his stomach start to churn. "You ready?" He asked Awsten, taking his cock out of his pants. Red spaghetti sauce had already started to leak out of the tip, and leftover beans from last night were slowly dripping out his asshole. Geoff groaned in pleasure as the first worm like string of pasta slid out of his tip. He flicked his wrist a few times, feeling his dick start to heat up. "Here it comes."
Awsten grinned, opening his mouth wide. He heard Geoff grunt loudly. Awsten was immediately splattered by thousands of strands of spaghetti, the warm pasta invading his mouth. He giggled to himself, swallowing as much as he could.
Geoff stood in a hulk stance, his arms flexed and his chest pushed out as thick strands of spaghetti ripped open his cock. "Here comes the sauce, baby-" he moaned. A warm liquid splattered all over the kitchen, forcing its way into every crevice in the walls. Geoff opened his eyes, smiling at Awsten. "How was that?" He asked, looking down at his dick. Spaghetti sauce was dripping down his thighs, and a nice pile of fresh beans had come out of his ass.
"Delicious," Awsten said, smiling. Red spaghetti sauce and spaghetti had stuck to his chest and face. "Thank you."
