Annabelle is chomping on a jolly rancher stick, waving it happily at Jack to show him how much is gone. Jack nods distractedly, his candy in his mouth and paper on the table in front of him. He's drawing Annabelle's sticky hands and sucking on the sweet, occasionally pulling it out of his mouth to lick it properly. When he's concentrating hard enough, it slips out of his mouth and onto the page, staining the penciled candy smears their proper red. Jack looks at it, smiles, and kisses Annabelle on the head before he puts it in his diary.
Avery is sucking Jake off when Jack comes in. Jake is on his side on the huge bed, bucking into Avery's mouth, and Jack decides to reward Avery for presenting Jack with such a pretty sight. He curls up on the bed and sucks Avery's cock into his mouth, listening happily at the moan. They're connected now in a chain of mouths and cocks and if Avery's bed wasn't so big it would be impossible. But Jack curled up and smiled, pulling back to lick up to the head of Avery's cock. When Avery comes, Jack swallows smugly and lets Avery's cock slide out of his mouth still leaking onto his lips. He licks the stains away from his lips, slides up and kisses Avery's stomach, and leaves Avery and Jake to fuck on even terms to go draw them in his diary.
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"I think," Jack said, waving his spoon, "that there is no food that resembles semen more than rice pudding.
"Explains why you like it," Avery said, and tossed a pillow at him. Jack blocked it with his elbow and stuck out his tongue.
"Nah," Jake said, wa tching Avery suck on Jack's tongue. "Cream. Fresh."
"Only if it's, like, on your lips," Jack corrected, pulling away from Avery with his hand on his face. Avery wiggled up for another kiss, and Jake sat on the bed to get closer. Jack sat back and dug int o his pudding again, and Avery sat in Jake's lap.
"It looks like brains," Avery said solemnly. "Wiggly bits of brain."
"Ew!" Jack put his spoon down and tried to hand the cup to Jake. "I don't want it."
"He'll eat it when it looks like come..." is what Jake says, shaking his head. He takes it, though, letting it sit on his tongue before swallowing. Just like come. "Mmm, brains. Taste some, Avery." Avery kisses him and declares it sweet.
"Your lips, too," he says. Jake laughs and sets the pudding down, and pulls Avery back on the bed with him so they're level with Jack. Jack lifs his chin, and they share a brief three-way kiss, like they're becoming better at managing.
It's sweet.
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