It was a Sunday and Tim and Moby were in line at the post office. This was a normal thing for them, however what wasn't normal was what Moby requested before they went.
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"Beep!" Moby called.
"Yes daddy?" Tim responded, poking his head into their shared bedroom.
"Beep beep." Moby demanded, holding out a large bottle of water. Tim took it, tilting his head. "Why do I need to drink all of this master?" He asked, knowing exactly why.
"Beep." Moby growled. "You want me to drink this and I can't pee until we get home? But I can't! It'll be too long!" Tim whined, feigning distress. "Beep." Moby murmured, sending shivers down Tim's spine.
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Tim squirmed, already feeling the need to release himself. "Please daddy..I need to pee.." He whimpered. "Beep." Moby asserted. His legs shook as his words made him hard. Well, harder than he already was. The thought of having an accident in front of all these people gave him a rock hard cock.
"Next in line!" The lady at the desk shouted. Tim and Moby stepped up to the counter. Moby gestured to Tim, signalling for him to give the old woman their information. Tim's voice shook as he spoke. The women went to the back to grab the keys to their P.O. box. Moby started biting and sucking on his neck.
"Daddy! We're in public!" Tim teasingly chastised. "Beep~" Moby breathed. Tim let out a soft moan, slapping his hand over his mouth upon hearing footsteps coming back. Moby pulled away, admiring the reddening bruise he left. He straightened his back out, brushing himself off.
The woman handed them their key. The pair walked to their assigned P.O. box. Instead of opening it, Moby got on his knees in front of Tim, looking up at him with an open mouth. By force of habit Tim went to unbuckle his belt. "We can't do this here! Anyone could walk by!" Tim whisper-shouted. Moby let out a muffled "Beep" as he finished unbuckling Tim's belt, unzipping his fly and taking out his member. He slapped it against his mouth, causing Tim to choke out a moan. "Beep~" Moby moaned.
'Well, it isn't THAT likely someone is gonna walk in.' Tim thought to himself.
While he was considering his options, he had already started letting go, pissing in Moby's mouth. He whined, embarrassed that he was doing this, much less in public. Despite how mortifying it was, it felt nice to let go. Usually Tim was the one being peed on, so this was quite the change. He let out a satisfied sigh, feeling the last spurts of urine come out of the tip of his cock.
After he finished, Moby stood up before pinning Tim against the wall of mailboxes. He pulled his pants all the way down and took out his own member. He spat on his cock, spreading the makeshift lube all over his cock. Not being able to wait anymore, Moby shoved his Robot Dick :™: inside Tim's boypussy. Moby beeped feverishly, thrusting to his heart's content. Tim moaned loudly, everyone else in the post office could definitely hear him but he couldn't care less.
"Oh fuck! Daddy I'm gonna cum!" Tim cried out. Moby wrapped his hand around the smaller man's throat, causing Tim to choke out a high pitched moan. Tim released, shooting ropes of cum all over the mailboxes in front of him. Moby's release followed not long after.
"Oh fuck yeah! Give me your hot oil daddy!" Tim whimpered as Moby filled him up with the warm, dark liquid.
"Beep beep bitch~" Moby growled.
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After they pulled themself together, they quickly grabbed their mail and left, not staying back to clean up the mess they made. They tossed the keys to their P.O. box on the counter and rushed out, ready to have a round two on the bus ride home.
fin.
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