Featuring:We meet Tomaddin who manages to escape the clutches of the royal guards and rewards himself with Brad the street monkey's dick. “Stop thief!” A guard yells the next morning in the streets of Agrabah. A young street urchin named Tomaddin - Tom for short - was desperately trying to steal a simple loaf of bread. As many of the men and women of Agrabah have noticed, Tom is very handsome for a street rat. With a muscular yet skinny body, broad shoulders and curly brown hair with deep chestnut eyes - it's hard not to stare. As a poor kid, his clothes are limited. He walked barefoot and wore just a sleeveless purple vest that showed off his abs in a way Tom was secretly proud of. He also wore a pair of extremely baggy, cream coloured pants with a few patches he had used to cover rips and holes. A red fez also sat on his head of curls - a signature look all the admirers loved. As mentioned, he was running away from the palace guards who were trying to stop him from stealing… again. “I'll have your head for a trophy, street rat!” One of the guards threatened, holding out a sword, stood on the other side of a rooftop. They wore turbans with yellow sashes, black armour and white royal pants. “All this just for a loaf of bread?” Tom sighed before leaping off the rooftop. He fell into a street of Agrabah, grabbing a washing line on the way so he could swing down, though he still ended up falling onto the ground in a thud. However, he still had his loaf of bread. “YOU WON’T GET AWAY SO EASY!” A guard yelled from the roof he came from. “I dunno, seemed pretty easy to me.” Tom said, winking at a couple girls and boys nearby. “THERE HE IS! DON’T LET HIM GET AWAY!” Another Palace guard shouted, appearing at the other end of the street along with a couple others. “Oh fuck!” Tom muttered before starting his sprint. he burst into a spring, going down an alley, but was quickly greeted by another guard. Quickly taking a plank of wood off the floor, he used it to block the sword and while the attacker was caught off guard, Tom quickly climbed up a tower of barrels. “Can't you guys just appreciate I'm broke?!” Tom said, cockily before kicking the barrels down, making them run over the oncoming guards. “Riff raft!” “Street rat!” They yelled after Tom as he climbed some scaffolding. “It's just a little snack!” Tom insisted, standing on top of a teetering tower of construction. “Rip him open and take it back!” Another guard spat, trying to shake the wobbly structure Tom stood on. Tom quickly managed to jump off, swinging on a wooden beam before leaping through a window. It just so happened to be the Agrabah gay brothel - meaning it was filled with men Tom had met before. Rugs and beds were everywhere, along with some crazy sexy mechanisms. “You bottoming today, Tom, or are you running away from another crime?” Connor, one of Tom’s regulars asked, completely naked and being sucked off by Tristan - another regular. “Unfortunately the latter… Gotta eat to live, gotta steal to eat, I’ll tell you all about it when I got the time!” Tom blurted out as he ran past the various people fucking, before jumping through another window and landing back down in the street. “THERE HE IS!” A guard yelled, appearing with some more friends down the end of the road. Tom ran and ran until more guards appeared in front of him. “Let's not be too hasty!” Tom tried, as they backed him up against a door. “Hey tasty.” It opened, revealing an old flame of Tom’s. “Oh… Hi Hemsworth.” Tom said, seeing the huge, muscular, shirtless man. “Need a hand?” He asked. “Please!” So, Hemsworth picked Tom off the ground and threw him up so he could leap over the guards, doing flips in the air until he landed behind them, rolling into a run. After running past a couple more blocks, Tom found a large building with stairs circling the perimeter of it and quickly sprinted up the tower. Somehow the guards knew what he was doing because a couple of them cut him off halfway up, but not just before a window. Tom jumped through, running past an elderly couple fucking in the doggy position. “Never too old, I say!” Tom chuckled, grabbing a rug on the way. “Now all I gotta do is juuuump!” He said before jumping through the second window. He held the rug above his head and used it to glide downwards into an alleyway, officially losing the guards. “Hey Brad.” Tom panted, seeing his best friend sat back against a wall in an alley, patiently. He also wore a sleeveless, maroon vest, a purple fez and a pair of dark brown shorts. He had long, curly hair too, though it was a bit thicker and darker than Tom’s.
“Hey… Took you long enough.” He chuckled. Tom and Brad have been stealing food off the streets for as long as they could remember, both being homeless and both being each other’s only family. “I was being chased by like… 90 guards!” Tom defended. “90?! Jeez, the street rat ain't as subtle as the street monkey, is he?” Brad smirked. “Hey, shut up, I got it, didn't I?” Tom scoffed, showing off his loaf of bread. However, just as Tom split the bread, he couldn't help but notice… Children on the other end of the alleyway, looking as though they were rummaging through pots, searching for some kind of food. “Oh no. No, no, no, no, no, I want this bread, Tomaddin.” Brad said, following Tom’s gaze. “They're kids, Brad. They need it more than us.” Tom reasoned. “Fuck, why’d I have to be friends with the nice thief..?” Brad groaned. “Because you needed a nice thief.” Tom said with a smile before going over to the children and handing them the loaf of bread. They grinned as they took it, before shyly hurrying off. “So now what?” Brad sighed. “I'm sorry… I'm sure I can make it up to you.” Tom smirked, wrapping his arms around Brad's waist. “Mmm, you’d better.” The street monkey whispered before the two connected their lips. Brad pushed Tom back until he was up against a wall, hungrily attacking his lips. Their tongues eagerly explored each other’s mouths as their hands ran up and down each other’s bodies, under the vests. “F-Fuck me, Brad…” Tom breathed between kisses. “Mmmmm you want me to fuck this juicy, sweet ass?” Brad smirked, reaching down under the waistband of Tom’s baggy pants and squeezing his round, perky butt cheeks “Please, babyyy…” Tom nodded, reaching into Brad’s pants and wrapping his fingers around the shaft of meat. “Fuck, like I could ever say no…” Brad half laughed before kissing Tom again. They made out for a bit longer, hungry for each other, before Brad finally broke off. “Knees.” He instructed. Tom didn't need to be told twice. He dropped onto the sandy concrete as Brad dropped his pants around his ankles. Brad’s 7 and a half inch cock stood proudly. However, Tom didn't look at it for long before he swallowed it up. From all his practice with Brad, he could now deepthroat the meat with ease. “Oh fuck yeaaaah…” Brad groaned, watching his cock disappear inside Tom’s throat. That feels so good baby…” He moaned quietly as Tom worked his mouth up and down his shaft. Brad’s fingers gripped the wall of a house behind Tom as he listened to Tom sucking on his cock, slurping and swallowing the whole thing. “You're so fucking good at that…” Brad groaned, taking off his vest before putting his hands back against the wall. Tom reached up and began groping Brad’s pecs as he continued deepthroating every inch. “Suh hawwwght!” Tom said around Brad’s cock as his hands ran over his best friend’s body. “Mmm… Stand up…” Brad commanded. Tom smirked as he stood back up before the two kissed again. As they made out, Brad pushed the baggy pants down Tom’s legs, revealing his beautiful globes of flesh and his 7 inch dick. “Turn around…” Brad finally said, breaking off. “It's about time I ate something.” He smirked. Tom knew exactly what that meant and turned around before parting his legs a bending slightly, leaning against the wall. Brad practically drooled at the sight. “Mmmmm, so tempting…” Brad smirked, running the tip of his cock between Tom’s round asscheeks. “Oh God, please…” Tom whimpered. “Not quite yet, baby…” Brad said, leaning in and kissing his shoulder through the purple cloth, pressing his dick harder against Tom’s hole. “I want my meal.” Brad whispered into the street rat’s ear, sending a chill down his spine. Then, Brad soon crouched down so his face was in front of Tom’s ass. “Go for it… You deserve it…” Tom muttered. Brad places his hands on the round cheeks, parting them to expose the tight, pink hole. “Fuckk…” Brad whispered before spitting into it, then burying his face between his cheeks. “Oh fuck!” Tom gasped, trying to grip the bricks of the wall as he felt Brad digging his tongue deep into Tom’s hole. “Shit, you go so deep…” Tom hissed as he felt the tongue go further and further inside him. “Fuck, that tastes good…” Brad said into Tom’s ass as he noisily ate the twink’s ass out. Brad’s hands were gripped onto Tom’s hips as he hungrily ate out the hole, slurping and licking it clean. “Oh shit, you're so good at that…” Tom moaned, stroking his cock at the feeling of Brad’s tongue wiggling around inside him. This was a normal sight to come across in Agrabah. Sex wasn't as private as it can be in other lands and people will freely fuck in alleyways or even on roads. So they had no worries as Brad continued to devour Tom’s hole. “Fuck, Brad, I need it… Fuck me…” Tom whimpered. Brad pulled his face out before slapping the ass. “Yeah, you want it, baby?” Brad smirked before beginning to kiss up his back, through the vest. “Oh God, yes...” Tom nodded, desperate as Brad began kissing at Tomaddin’s neck as he slid his cock between the cheeks, rubbing the shaft against his hole. “Mmmm, want me to fill you up with my seed again?” He whispered into Tom’s ear. “I need it… I crave it…” Tom pleaded. Brad suddenly spun Tom around and lifted him up. Tom’s arms and legs wrapped around Brad’s waist as he was pressed against the wall. Tom still only wore his purple vest, which Brad always liked Tom to keep on - he just thought it was hot. “Ya ready, then?” Brad whispered as the tip of his cock pressed against Tom’s hole, pressing their foreheads against each other. “So fucking ready.” Tom nodded. Slowly, Brad began pushing his cock upwards, feeling Tom’s ass stretch as he penetrated him. “Ohhhh yeaaaaaah…” Tom groaned, digging his nails into Tom’s back as he continued going deeper and deeper inside of the tight ass. “Oh yeaaah, so good…” Brad groaned as Tom felt the rod of meat fill him up. Brad’s hips began thrusting back and forth, letting every inch go in and out of Tom’s ass. “Fuck yeah, Brad! Mmmm that feels so good…” He moaned as Brad’s face pressed against his shoulder. “Argh yeah! Mmmm you take it so good, baby… Oh fuckkkk…” Brad grunted, going harder and faster. “Oh fuck! Fuck yes! Shit, you feel so big inside me Brad! Mmmmm don't stop!” Tom moaned, loudly. “Why the fuck would I stop?” Brad muttered, his balls slapping against Tom’s ass. “Fuck, it's so tight, baby… How is it so tight, you get fucked like every day and night?!” Brad asked, incredulously, smelling the sweat forming in the crook of Tom’s neck. “It's a gift.” Tom chuckled before pulling Brad’s head into a kiss. They passionately made out as their bodies fucked in the hot, Agrabah sun. They were shining in sweat as Brad’s hips rammed into Tom’s ass, fucking him raw as he clawed at Brad’s back. They moaned into each other’s mouths as they fucked from the intense pleasure. They had known each other for years but they still weren't bored of each other. They loved each other, even if it was as best friends and not romantic. As their tongues sloppily made out, one of Tom’s hands moved from the back to Brad’s pec, squeezing and groping it as his prostate was smashed into. “Fuck, Brad! I think I'm gonna cum!” Tom whimpered, breaking off. “Go for it, baby… Cum all over us!” Brad grunted, going down to kiss his neck. “Argh fuckkkk!!!” Tom suddenly blurted out before his cock erupted. Cum shot out all over his defined abs and even onto Brad’s pecs, painting them both in white. “Fuck, it's so good!” Tom moaned as his cock finally stopped shooting loads and it dribbled the rest onto his abdomen. “Holy shit that's so hot!” Brad grunted before bashing his lips back into Tom’s. They hungrily kissed before Brad grunted into Tom’s mouth, thrusting one last time, hard and deep. His cum flooded Tom’s ass, breeding him raw. Tom whimpered into Brad’s mouth as he felt the cock twitch inside him, before it finally slipped out of his hole. “Fuuuuck that was amazing.” Brad sighed, gently letting Tom’s feet back onto the floor. “Never gets old…” Tom half laughed before they both sat down on the floor, against the wall. They sat against a stranger’s house, breathing heavily. Brad has his head leaning against Tom’s shoulder as they sat naked in the alleyway - with Tom’s ass leaking and making a puddle of cum beneath him. However, music soon filled the boys’ ears. “What’s that?” Tom frowned. “Apparently there’s a Princess that's coming to the Palace.” Brad answered as they both stood up and pulled on what little clothing they owned on. They both came out of the alleyway to see crowds of people watching as a beautiful princess wearing sparkly, bejewelled, red royal clothing rode in on a white stallion. She was riding towards the palace, which was surrounded by a huge, solid wall that was so smooth it was unclimbable. Red paint lined the top of the monolithic walls and the archery of the gates. “Whoa…” Tom whispered, watching the princess. Then suddenly, a kid ran out into the road, in front of the horse and an older sister followed - trying to stop her brother. The horse reared on its hind legs when it saw the children run out of nowhere. “Out of my way, you filthy brat!” The Princess snapped. Tom quickly ran out too as the royal went to crack her whip at the children. The street rat caught the whip in his hand and pulled it out of the Princess’ grasp in a very easy manner. “And I thought someone as rich as you would be able to afford some manners!” Tom spat, before throwing the whip back as the kids ran away. “Oh, I'll teach you some manners!” The Princess snarled before kicking Tom in the chest with her heel, making him fall back into a puddle of mud. The Princess and the crowds all laughed and cackled at poor Tom who was now filthy. Brad rushed over and went to help him. “Look at that, Brad. Not everyday you see a horse with two rear ends.” Tom smirked, loudly. “You are nothing but a street rat. A worthless street rat. You were born a street rat and will die a street rat.” The Princess insulted the boy before riding through the palace gates. The giant oak doors shut behind her with a slam. “Fucking asshole…” Tom muttered under his breath. “C’mon, Tom… Let's go home.” Brad sighed. As the sun sank, the two boys quietly walked back towards their shared home. It was a while before Tom finally broke the silence. “Street rat… Riff raft… If only they looked closer, they wouldn't just see a fucking poor boy.” He was mumbling as they walked up the steps to their abandoned half-built home. Their shared floor with no roof was disheveled and filled with junk. There was a mattress that they both shared with quite a few white stains. “Of course they wouldn't Tom. If they’d take the time to look closer, they’d find out there's so much more to you.” Brad whispered as they both laid down on the bed. “Someday, Brad… I want things to change. I wanna be rich and have a big fucking palace.” Tom sighed. “Just make sure there’s a section in that palace with my name on the door… Maybe a pool… And an unlimited supply of bread.” Brad smiled, rolling into his side and clearly drifting off to sleep. “Of course. I promise.” Tom chuckled before closing his eyes as well.
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