Steven tied up his hair elegantly and smoothed out his slacks and button up as his wife watched suspiciously from the bed. "I know you and Jacob do this every Sunday morning and I know I've asked this before, but you're not going to church, are you?"

Steven couldn't fight away his smirk. "No," He answered smugly, pulling down a few curls to frame his face. "Far from it."

She hummed and smiled. "I'm glad you two are getting closer. It makes me happy." 

He turned to smile at her too. "Remember before laser tag when you said adding people to this equation would be hard?" She giggled and nodded as he slid his star earrings in. "You were wrong."

He put up his shield to avoid the pillow and scooped her into his arms. She was about to swat at him but then she frowned. "You changed your cologne?"

He grinned. "Do you hate it?"

"Actually, no. It smells like you own the planet," She mumbled against his chest. "Go do your mystery morning date before I drag you back to bed."

Steven tossed her back in bed and leaned down to kiss her. "Bye, wifey."

"Goodbye, Husband."

*

Jacob woke up every Sunday morning with a raging pregamer and it was all Steven's fault. His body knew the weekly cycle now, if he forgot it was Sunday his body reminded him with vivid images and feelings he wanted to drown in. He was starting to get mildly concerned with the fact that he seemed to be addicted to Steven's everything. 

But Alex and Jasmin had their own game and if they guessed right, he would tell them why Sundays were all about their deeply intimate relationship. He was falling in love again, Jacob felt it in the literal rushes when he saw Steven. His heart was enamored with everything Steven was, and Steven had expressed every Sunday for the past three years exactly how deeply he was in love with him too.

"Are you guys doing drugs?" Jasmin accused sternly. "You'd better not."

Jacob blushed but shook his head. "Of course not, my balls fear you for so many reasons, luv."

Alex looked over his outfit. "And that's a little dressy for church and we know it's not church even though it seems so obvious—,"

"Because he HATES churches!" They cried in frustration.

It was true, sometimes Jacob would drive the route home that didn't go by a church, he'd write long analysis about why exactly the bible was a load of horseshit, he'd go on rambles where he became increasingly angry until he was red in the face and faint.

He. Hated. Churches.

Jasmin pouted and tried a different route. "Would you tell Little Jasmin?"

Jacob outright laughed as he adjusted his black bow tie over the emerald button up. "Oh, stars, no! Little Jasmin needs to understand that Daddies sometimes disappear but they always come back."

Alex slumped against Jasmin. "I still think they go out to fuck at a buffet after the Food Porn chapter. Have fun, you perverts."

Jacob heard a knock at the door and turned to stare at it in shock. "We always do."

Steven was leaned against the doorframe when he opened it and he presented a rich red rose like he did every time. "Good morning."

Jacob blushed heavily and they shared a sweet kiss. "Good morning."

"Bye!" Jasmin laughed as she prompted them to leave. "We're going back to bed!"

Jacob set the rose in the vase full of roses and clipped the oldest one up to dry.

They left and got in the car excitedly, then paused. Adam was standing in his upstairs bedroom sipping at a mug of coffee. He mimed that he was watching them closely while holding up a phone with a timer and they chuckled in excitement.

Adam had almost caught them once, and ever since he'd been on a hunt for them every Sunday morning. It was the most fun game they'd ever played.

At exactly 8:00 on Sunday morning, Steven and Jacob left the house to go do whatever they went to do. Around 30 minutes later, Adam started hunting for them. He knew it was something bad they shouldn't be doing, but no matter how he tried to bribe them they wouldn't tell him what it was. He'd tried every kind of pleasurable torture there was and milked them dry again and again but no cigar. The two men were sworn like criminals but made sure to leave traces at random places in town.

Adam had nearly caught them when he triangulated three clues in three different places surrounding a church. His boots gave him away, they heard the jangling and knew damn well no one in church would wear combat boots. They dipped out a window when no cars were coming and ducked just as Adam pushed open the door. They heard him swear under his breath and mutter, "A red rose." Steven had drawn one and they printed a bunch to leave behind as clues. Sometimes they were there when they came back, other times they were gone and that upped the excitement.

The church they were pulling up to now was The Church of The Nazarene, a popular but especially wicked church. The drama they'd picked up from three weeks alone was enough to make this one of their favorites.

They were greeted kindly and made a big show of making small talk and asking about families. People there didn't recognize them on sight seeing as it was a tightly wound cult. That's right, the boys were at a cult church snacking on cookies and showing pictures of their partners, then cooing at babies they were well acquainted with.

A soft chime went off on the speakers and everyone went dead silent to turn and wander into the sanctuary like they had never been there before. It was eerie and sickening.

The second the halls were cleared, Steven pushed Jacob against the wall and moaned into his neck, "I have to have you now."

"Use me," Jacob whined into their kiss. "P-Please use me until you're finished with me."

The church had an upstairs viewing area the men discovered was condemned because of "Satanic Activity" and that's where they found their spot.

Jacob was already primed when he sat on the pew with his pants down and Steven settled behind him on his knees as he pushed into him.

Both shuddered and Steven pushed in further. They had to be silent, they could hear the sermon and creepy hymns as Steven started rocking into him with a nearly inaudible groan. Neither had any urge to want to go slow, Steven put his back into it until both of their eyes were rolling with the incredible pleasure.

A tingle went up Jacob's spine as he narrowly avoided crying out how his thick cock felt wonderful. It grabbed ahold of him harder, what a dirty thing to think at church. Steven bit his neck and grunted and all Jacob could think about was how much he loved slutting himself out for the massive man. He'd give it up anywhere for Steven.

The church started to sing a song both knew and Steven slowed to slam into him at the beat of it. Now that a whole church was singing, they could release a low moan to each other.

"Fuuuck," Steven growled deeply. "You feel so fucking amazing."

Jacob quivered around him as he leaned him to the side a bit and fought off a triumphant shout. "Yes, yes, yes! I'm so full, you're making me feel so, so good!"

He put one hand over Jacob's mouth and gripped his slacks with the other to pull him into himself harder. "You're going to make me cum, Jacob. You're such a good boy for taking me like this. I know I'm a few inches too big for you."

Jacob was backing into him as hard as he could with a silly grin. "I love your massive cock so much," He hiccuped through a lazy smile. "I'm gonna cum, I'm gonna cum—,"

"Cum for me," Steven demanded in his ear. He fucked him a little harder and faster. "Cum all over me but don't you make a peep, do you hear me?"

He nodded feverishly and swallowed the cry that wanted to erupt from him. "Mhm!"

Three more pumps and Jacob bit his lip hard. His cock started gushing load after load on the pew in front of him, and his ass exploded with the most pleasure he could possibly handle without going completely insane. Steven croaked his name like praise and fucked the load into him with soft kisses to his neck. "Good boy, you're such a good boy."

They snuck out after cleaning up and made out in the car until they were ready to go all over again.

"There's a luncheon at Bethel," Jacob suggested hungrily. "Tell me we have time."

Steven was the most honest man he'd ever met, and he believed him when he murmured with his nose rubbing against his, "There's no place I'd rather be as long as you're there, too."

His heart swelled and little did he know Steven's did at the same time, he was full of adoration for Jacob.

Just as they pulled out of the side driveway, Jacob gasped and ducked down. Steven glanced both ways and blew the stop sign. "Was that him?"

Jacob had a hand over his heart. "He didn't see me, but he was just walking out."

Steven rumbled and tossed him a matching excited and terrified look. "He's getting serious."

It didn't dampen their fun any, in fact it was even better when Steven bent Jacob over in the closet of one of the bible study rooms at Bethel. "Oh yeah, Jacob squeeze around me just like that."

Jacob pressed his cheek against the wall to combat his blushing. "Daddy, that feels fetching."

Steven bucked into him and grabbed his neck from behind to fuck him faster than he did last time. "Oh, shame on you," He whispered hoarsely. "Y-you're gonna summon Adam, and what would he think about you fucking around at church?"

Jacob met each thrust as his mind filled with the humiliating scenario of having to not only be caught, but have to come clean to everyone. "He'd be s-so disappointed in us."

Steven held him tighter. "I think I could get away with it," He sneered with a powerful stroke. "He'll be harder on you."

He knew that, he'd rather avoid Adam finding out altogether, but Steven was making him feel so loved by doing this with him that he felt a tiny glimmer of entitlement. He asked for so little, just to be loved. Steven was literally healing his trauma from the inside out with a united hatred of church and burning love for him.

Steven let out a shuddery breath and grabbed Jacob's hips when he shifted. "Right there, yes, yes, yes!"

Jacob's tongue lolled as Steven erupted in a glow and started using him like a stroker. Suddenly he was just a toy to get Steven off and he must have been close from the strangled moans pouring from him. "Use me harder!"

He nearly pulled out but slammed back in instead. Jacob cried out and Steven pinched his nipple as his bubble popped. "You're lucky I caught that one. I'd k-keep fucking you if that door opened, Jacob. I see no sins in using your adorable ass to get myself off." He drawled a curse and winced. "Don't forget I can do whatever I want."

Jacob was not opposed to being Steven's favorite stroker forever, and that's what Steven whispered to him. The man was butterfly sweet to him outside the bedroom and after sex but they'd forged a kind of bond where Steven and Diamond got to exude power beyond Jacob's wildest fantasies, and Jacob got to be lucky enough to have his cock pumping inside his ass like he couldn't get enough.

"Fuck, I'm so fucking addicted to this ass," Steven hissed. "I'm gonna cum so fucking hard."

Jacob's eyes rolled and he was made aware by his dragging breaths that he was drooling all over himself. His orgasm rocked his world as he pumped his cock along with the rhythm of the waves, he couldn't keep quiet anymore. He groaned loudly, pumping his hand harder to make his cock cum too. Adam called it a oxytocin binging habit, and Jacob couldn't agree more.

Steven shoved his fingers in his mouth and ground into him to give him every drop of cum he had left. With every spurt he used Jacob again to keep his orgasm going as long as possible. Six in, Steven verbally shivered and they met in a kiss with him buried to the hilt. "I love you."

They made it back home before Adam did and Steven showered them both down, grinning at the way Jacob blushed at his body. Steven used to have no clue just how much of a fantasy he was to Jacob until they started doing this. They shared everything with each other now, this had opened up a world of vulnerability.

After, they passed out on the couch with Jacob resting on Steven's chest and Steven holding him by his waist. They were so adorable together that Alex had to snap a picture. "I don't know what you freaks are doing out there, but welcome home," He whispered to the sleeping boys.

Adam burst in and strangled the air. "I... was so close."

Alex kissed his cheek. "Three year anniversary is what they're calling today."

The goth couldn't help but smile and hug Alex to smother him a bit. He grumbled but pressed his nose to Adam's neck to bite. "Hmmm... I have to admit, I don't try very hard. I just love to see my boys happy, and I love to give them that extra thrill while I run errands."

Jacob wiggled up to snuggle into Steven's neck and Steven tipped from his back to his side to cocoon him in love. Both sighed their content.

"Come on, let's do your makeup for the day," Adam told Alex with a giggle when he lit up.

"Thank you, Daddy," Alex chirped, clasping their hands. "You do it the best."

He glanced back at his troublemakers. "So I've been told."