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sou-ver-2-0 · 3 years

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Writing Master List

I love writing analysis and fanfiction for Your Turn to Die. Here, you can find links to all my writing. Spoilers abound!

Meta I’m Proudest Of

Why Calling It “Logic Versus Emotion” Makes Sense

Sou Hiyori and Kanna’s Sister Parallels

I was wondering why Sou had a zero percent survival rate…

What is Sou proudest of?

What is Kanna proudest of?

What is Keiji proudest of?

Unpopular opinion about Keiji

What are your thoughts on Nao as a character?

Why pushing Fake Reko is logical and sparing her is emotional

Shin vs. Kanna choice: each “valid in its own way”

That was a real comedy of errors on your part, Shin

What “Things” did Shin learn at Sou’s House?

If I could kill Keiji to save both Kanna and Shin...

Thoughts on queer-coded villains and Shin

I make Shin say five nice things about Keiji (not meta, but important)

Some jumbled thoughts about Redemption, and Part 2

How different do you think the story would be if Shin were a girl?

Theories

“Midori is Meister’s son,” and other Sou theories <- my favorite theory!

The Hades Incident, the Present Death Game, and the Role of the Man from the Memorandum

Rambling about Meister Family Theory

A Quick Keiji Theory

I’m staking my pride on this one: Keiji won’t die in the coffin. Part 1 and Part 2

Implications of Kanna being Original Sou’s blood relative

The Mystery of Anzu’s High Survival Rate

Fanfiction

My username is Florencetheflowerfairy on Ao3! Any fanfiction I write will be tagged “my fanfiction” on here.

I haven’t yet posted this to Ao3.

My fanart

Soup Hiyori

Happy birthday Kanna!

All of my meta

How does Sou deal with pain?

When does Sou feel safest? What would others change about him?

What would the others change about Sara?

What do I wish to see happen with Sou?

Chapter 3 Prediction: Sara will lose Keiji

Sou & Keiji’s relationship thoughts; and Personal Headcanons

Opinion on Midori / Original Sou; and Opinion on YTTS

Thoughts on Kurumada’s Partnership with Sou and Kanna

What calms Sou when he’s upset?

What does Sou wish he could change about himself?

Who would be Sou’s favorite fictional character?

What would EVERYONE change about Sou?

How did both Sous do in school?

Who does Sou want to please the most?

How would Kanna spend her money?

What calms Kai when he’s upset? How does Kai deal with pain?

How does Kanna do in school? What’s something Original Sou lost that he would love to have back?

What’s something I wish had happened with Joe?

Unpopular opinion about Q-Taro

What’s something I wish had happened with the Yabusame siblings?

Unpopular opinion about Kai

Unpopular opinion about Original Sou

Who would I vote for in the Second Main Game?

Laughing at Q-Taro in Russian Roulette

Speaking of “I laugh at inappropriate moments in YTTD”

Math Saga (Collection of Theorizing Posts about the Percentage Papers)

Why Kanna can’t take the scarf

More Scarf Meta

I think Shin should fake amnesia in the zaniest way possible, please

Thoughts on Mr. Policeman is Joe’s Dad Theory, Parts 1 and 2 (Some of these thoughts are outdated because I don’t think Keiji knew Joe’s last name in the beginning.)

If I ever seem too harsh on Keiji, please keep in mind

We can hear Joe’s music theme in Midori’s music theme

Thoughts on the Floor Masters

Did Shin send the Sacrifice Card to Joe?

What if Joe had one month to live?

What is Original Sou proud of?

Reading Shin as Queer

Alice and Pain

What would other people change about Kai?

Could Shin and Keiji’s roles switch?

What was Keiji like before the shooting?

I encouraged Sister to vote for Kai in Practice Round

How does Original Sou/Midori sleep?

Who do you think Keiji would bond with the most?

Analysis of Sara’s vote in the Practice Vote

Massacre Ending Thoughts

Thoughts on Naosara?

Dummy Bullet Saga (How did Shin know about dummy bullets??)

Keiji is my Confront Character

What will the fallout with the dummies look like?

Keiji seeing the percentage papers is the simplest answer IMO

Thoughts on Keialice

Thoughts on Joesara

Shin Tsukimi could have DIED ON HIS BIRTHDAY?!

Shin is Poor! Part 1 and Part 2 and Part 3

One more funny story, on a walk with Sister...

How would Shin have fared in the Death Game without the Sou persona?

Is Shin too good for this world? (Reaction to above meta)

How would Joe, Kai, and Mishima approach the Second Main Game vote?

What do you think would be Shin’s partnership ability?

Thoughts on AI personalities

Reaction to ‘Sara gets the Sage Card’ Theory

Have you considered the implications of 0.0% vs. 0%?

Foolish Sara AU

When does the Death Game take place, and how long are they there?

Shin’s relationships with Reko and Gin

“When you drink, you gotta be careful not to get swallowed up yourself.”

Judge Keiji by the fact that he’s acting like a cop

I’ve switched to calling him Shin!

What was Shin like in the years after Original Sou died, but before the Death Game?

Headcanons and Shin, Kanna, and trading tokens

Analyzing Shin and Sara’s doll placements in Safalin’s lab

Shin’s reaction to Sara’s “Haven’t we always been the bestest of friends?”

Scenario: Keymaster Kanna takes Shin’s key necklace instead of his scarf

Artists should draw Kanna grieving Shin however they like

Nao and Shin’s friendship

“I happen to like people with nice personalities”

I’m just putting these here so I can find them if necessary: 1, 2, 3

What if Shin thinks Sara is an adult?

Shrodinger’s Lock Saga (Many theories came from speculating about Asu-Naro’s weird locks in Sara’s first trial!)

Shin emulating Sou, oh no

Some thoughts on Shin and Alice, and the darker side to their relationship

A Serious Analysis of the Collarbone Sprites (& other Shin sprites)

Midori and Joe Sprite Parallels

Do you think Ranmaru is more or less reliable than Keiji?

Ranmaru and Keiji Parallels and Thoughts on Keiji flirting

Ranmaru and Keiji reacting to Joe

Out of the cast, who do you think is most likely to be the mastermind?

Miley vs. Gashu thoughts

Megumi Sasahara theories and headcanons

I love that this game’s heart is so earnest

AU where Shin has the Sacrifice, and he can’t pick Kanna

Theory/Headcanon: Sou-Shin-Sara-Kanna three year age gaps

Scenery Paintings in the Gallery

Kanna and Original Sou Parallel - “creepy smiles”

Undertale Parallels, and making Original Sou sympathetic

Kai and Original Sou Parallels

Fic ideas: Green-haired characters, and Shin + Sara Friendship

I love Fake Reko so much!

What if the decision to push Fake Reko affects what happens with the dummies?

Follow-up to above meta about Fake Reko

What if Joe died in his First Trial?

Reaction to Keiji Discourse about flirting, Part 2

Reactions to Fem!Shin:

Kanna’s perspective, Bath Scene Shin, More Bath Scene, Keiji flirting with Shin, I DON’T CARE HOW SEXY HE IS, Am I a lesbian

Will the dummies want to fill in for their counterparts’ lives?

Q-Taro Pacman Sister Theory

Poison Stinger analysis and Rio Ranger’s characterization

Megumi returns as a doll theory

More thoughts on “Back Up Candidates” Theory

Thoughts on AIs representing younger personalities

What if the current Death Game is another simulation?

Shin and Q-Taro ages musings

Shin and Sara ages musings

Honorifics Analysis: Part 1 and Part 2

Everyone’s music preferences headcanons

Shin’s thoughts on Gin in Logic Route

What if Shin died and Kai survived in the Second Main Game?

Imagine Trans Kanna

Thoughts on the names Sara “suspects” when learning that there is a human from Asu-Naro among us

Why doesn’t Shin challenge Keiji for lying that he’s a detective at the start?

Shipping

Which death hurt you the most?

Who do you think is overrated? Who do you think is suspicious?

Shin-Sou roleswap AU

Did you ever notice how Shin is crying during the First Main Game?

How do you think the characters sleep?

What if Shin became Sara’s ally instead of Keiji?

Seven Deadly Sins in YTTD

Song Analyses

“Rat” by Penelope Scott

“Villainous Thing” by Shayfer James

“Nearly Witches (Ever Since We Met)” by Panic! at the Disco

“Butterflies and Hurricanes” by Muse

"House of memories" by Panic! at the Disco

More fun posts

Sister tag (All submissions by my sister)

Sometimes I get self-conscious for loving Sou Hiyori so much

Thinking about how our Sou Hiyori is a queer-coded villainous type

Picrew of the Greenblings

Fannish ramblings and Speculation about Voting for Keiji in 2nd Main Game

Sou has a halo in the manga

Sprite Parallels between Kanna, Sara, and Sou

Confession: Character development is more important than plot twists

Star Wars KOTOR musings

My Favorite Thing about Sou and Sara meeting

Another Greenblings Picrew

How to roast my fave

Are the greenblings next to each other??

Me feeling soft about Sou x Alice and Sou x Kai in spite of myself

I’m too much of a nerd for tumblr

Picrew of Green-haired characters and Sara

Cute Kurumada and Kanna headcanons

Do it for Nao

Happy birthday Keiji, from Sou

Danganronpa Thoughts as of 10/22/20

Top 3 emotional moments

Comparing Eye Sizes

I’m all caught up with 3-1A as of 10/24/20

Link to my “Shin attacking Inbox” edit

I am my PFP

“Disclosure” apparently means “Coming Out”

What did you name your Midori?

Do you think Shin was a gamer?

PMMM Thoughts: Logic vs Emotion

Why would you make Shin a tank?!

Dracula is Sou and Shin is Renfield

Among Us Headcanon

I just think Kanna having the Keymaster first is good drama

So long you fucking fascist (posted on 11/7/20)

Please don’t send me leaks!

Also how are we going to tag spoilers...? (11/12/20)

oh no I’m getting sentimental

Shin and Sara’s confrontation over the smartphone remains my favorite thing ever

Reactions to “I make Shin say five nice things about Keiji”: 1, 2, 3

A Rewarding part of my blog

My undying love for Britney Spears

“Ahaha, I’m glad you remembered my name.”

I love this picrew for the Greenblings

“Saw” and “Cage” on Google Translate

What if there were two Gonbee Yamadas?

Put them in meme boxes

Keiji’s emo eyeliner

Shin can smash something! and part 2

Acrostic Poem for Sou Hiyori

Midori’s canon voice

“Sou” puns

Time sensitive questions!! 1 and 2

All the characters’ ages

Do you think Shin swears?

Let’s not pit bears and twinks against each other!

Here’s how Shindemption can still win

tfw you draw fanart in time for Kanna’s birthday

Keiji accuses Shin of breaking Mishima’s monitor even though he KNOWS Shin is innocent

Q-Taro and Shin college AU

Kugie’s ghost haunting Keiji

Christmas 2020: Part 1 and Part 2

Picrew of Shin and Sou, High School Days~

I struggle to write villains

I play Villains Bingo with Shin

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This list will be updated sporadically as I write more! You can always use the “mine” tag to find any worthwhile original post I make.

Please feel free to talk to me about YTTD anytime! I love hearing from you all! It keeps me motivated and makes me happy to meet people!

#mine #masterlist #updated as of 12-31-20

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typhoontroubadour · 4 years

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How do you guys like your tea

Some notes about the placements can be found under the cut.

Those Dead Peeps: Don’t know anything about so I can’t make a real judgement on any of them.

Fuck You Guys: Self explanatory.

Mishima: Mishima gets a lower tier than everyone else cuz he was the first to die so we spent the least amount of time with him, and despite the fact he keeps coming back in some way or another I still can’t make myself care about him THAT much. That being said, I haven’t yet played island mode where he’s the only player character so that might sway my judgement later.

Ranger: While a bastard he’s a very entertaining bastard. That alone I think warrants him above the Fuck You tier. And also, while I still hold him accountable, his dad was the dick who left him without positive emotions and led to him taking the actions he does.

Safalin: I was thinking about putting her a tier above where she is but I don’t think she deserves to be on the same tier as the charcaters above her. She’d likely need her own middle ground tier as my fave doll.

Sara: Probably the first real eyebrow raiser. Sara while being a good and expressive character I feel is one of the most generic and average out of the group so far. Note that I said so far. She’s steadily become more complex as the story unfolds. I hope by the end and we find out what her deal is that the orginization wants her so badly I can bump her up at least one more ranking. To compare the series to Danganronpa (something no one has ever done before) in terms of protagonist level, she’s kinda like Makoto to me. There’s nothing wrong with her, but I just feel the future protags are more complex, in due no small part from being able to learn from writing for the first game onwards.

Reko; Alright, listen. I like Reko. I think she’s a good character. But compared to Sara and even her brother? (congrats to the trans fans for being fed that good shit btw) I just feel rather lukewarm about her. Reko and Alice are kinda comparable as rather abrasive characters with a softer side to them. I always can appreciate a character who can he tough but care for or look after the weaker ones. But at the same time that character alone can only get so far in my eyes. I think she’s missing some crucial piece of charcater to her to really make her stand out as her own. Something truly unique about her to let her stand on her own two feet. Until that day comes, I just see Reko as that cool big sister who got me through the dancing sub game.

Q-taro: This one’s pretty simple, I feel like I want to like him more than I do but can’t. I honestly thought he’d be dead by the end of chapter 2 when playing through it. It kind of feels like we’ve seen the extent of his character already through where we are in the sotry. I also find his character to sometimes flipflop back and forth sometimes? Like how he goes from the first main game saying we can’t nominate the kids to not willing to take the stinger for Gin. He seems like he really cares about trust and believing in people (other than Shin) but then chapter 2 happens and he kinda loses it? I dunno, it’s reasonable for someone to crack, but for him, to me, it feels like there needed to be more of a build up of seeing him start to collapse a bit. And then his shady behavior kinda gets pushed aside cwhen he works with Keiji and the focus shifts away from him. Don’t some of you think he can come off as if changing his alliances when they’re convienant for him? Long story short, he just seems kind of like a mess to me that needs sorted out to make sense of at the moment.

Joe/Jou: However you prefer to spell it, I think we can all agree he is a very good boi. Not much to say that hasn’t already been said on him.

Alice: I rank him higher than his sister cuz I just think he’s a slighter better version of her character and more enjoyable to read. Kinda sad to see him go.

Kai: Kai was someone who if I ranked these guys simply on the stuff we knew about them from chapter 1 I’d likely put in the average tier, but thanks to chpater 2 he’s risen a rank. He’s a very fascinating character I hope continues to have some sort of presence in the final chapter. I kinda feel like he’s done now that we’ve cleaned out his laptop, but I can hope. He also gets props for smacking Miley upside the head.

Keiji: Do I even need to say anything? No? Didn’t think so.

Sou/Shin: Remember all I said about Q-taro? Yeah, I feel Shin is that but it actually makes sense and he’s just a real interesting charcater to see act and react to things. He is a great love to hate character for me. I’m very interested to see how he’s handled in chapter 3 as someone who chose to have him live the end of chapter 2.

As a quick break before moving on, to speak on the character we recently learned of, Shadow Sou, just Sou Hiyori, whatever, while we still don’t know anything of him, I think we can all put aside our differences to want to jump this smelly bad man. I would take pleasure in seeing him hooked up to a punishment machine and having a bot set up to mash a button meant to prolong his suffering. That is all.

Gin: Let me be 100% clear right now. Everyone in this tier is here purely for being my fave. Do they deserve to be this high regardless? Your results may vary, but I believe so. I love Gin so much. He’s so good. He is the final alive member of the group who must be protected at all costs. I’m glad he’s found his own use to the group as the story went on. I didn’t know how to feel about him at the start of the game, Kind of like Kai I didn’t feel really attached to him. But the more I was able to be with him, the more the little guy grew on me. He is my adoptive little bro and I will visit him everyday and make sure to play with him. I really hope nothing bad happens to him in chapter 3, but I’m also so worried we’ll have more damage done to Sara’s mental fortitude before the end to try to breka her further. And I feel like that can only really come from losing Gin or Keiji at this point to sting as much as when Joe did.

Nao: Oh, Nao. My sweet baby. I think I should start this off by saying what I think all fans of Nao would like to sy to the game. How about you go fuck yourself? I’m serious, Nao gets shit on through the whole game leading to her end in chapter 2. What do you guys have against Nao? She’s great and I would’ve happily traded away her sacrifice card for my own. She’s so pure and trying to do her best and be a better person without realying so heavily on tohers like Mishima. But, I’d be an idiot to just ignore the fact she did kinda fulfill that before her end. You could easily argue she kinda already reached the end of her arc as a character. She finally reached that point the others that supported her thought she could be. Am I still sad to see her go? Of course I am. Do I find it a satisfactory end for her character? I say I’m glad she was at least able grow into herself before dropping her. And that’s you can really ask of a game like this.

Kanna: Last but not least we have dear, sweet, precious Kanna. It was rough choosing to vote against her at the end of chapter 2. That’s something I’ll have to see the consequences of on a repeat playthrough once the game is complete. I took her words to heart and let her protect Sara the only way she knew how. I hope she’s able to rest easy with her sister. I think Kanna, much like Gin, fit that good child charcater trait of being able to see the good in people depsite some things about them in that naively and pure way only a kid can. I like how depsite everything, she put her faith into Sara and Shin to the very end. If there’s one thig to respect about her character it’s that she stuck to her guns like Joe despite knowing her end was likely coming.

To anyone who read this whole thing top to bottom, or skipped around to the characters they cared about and made it down here to read about Kanna and noticed this last little spiel, you are the mvps, and I hope your faves make it out alive.

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spicyskilletsauce-blog · 6 years

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Simmer, Part 5

Note: this story includes depictions of contestants on the reality TV show Top Chef. This story is not intended to depict any real-life actions or sexuality of the people portrayed.

M/M Explicit sexual content.

Trigger warnings: breath play. Possible non-con play.

5. What Tyler Saw

The Quickfire challenge the next day had been interesting, but he’d fucked it up. They were supposed to make elevated versions of kids’ cuisine. Tyler had picked spaghetti and meatballs and had somehow thought a pho version made of vegetables would appeal to the kids judging them. It most assuredly had not. But Jesus, was it hard to concentrate. Every time he tried to think about food, his mind kept shifting back to what had happened the night before. Joe Flamm – who was married to a woman – and Joe Sasto, who was more of a wildcard, had done … what? Something, and they’d done it right above him. Last week, Joe Flamm had asked him, abashedly, whether or not he was gay. It wasn’t entirely unexpected; he was a lot more vocal about the dudes he found hot than the women. Those two guys on the cheese farm, for example? One looked like Thor and one looked like a scrappy little Wolverine. Hot as fuck and he’d gone on about them at length in the Bear Den.

Flamm had come to him after Bruce went into the shower. “I thought … you’re married, right? With kids?”

Tyler had grinned. “Nothing that says I can’t find beauty wherever it is.”

Blinking, Flamm asked, “So, what? You’re bi?”

Putting a hand on Flamm’s shoulder, Tyler had said, “I’m a chef. Other than that, I don’t try to label myself.”

Flamm had nodded, still looking puzzled, wandering off to find a beer. Tyler had watched him go, tilting his head in curiosity.

And now: this.

Which wouldn’t do to focus on, of course. He’d super fucked up the Quickfire and he needed to redeem himself for the Elimination Challenge. Which, even without the extra stuff he had to parse in his brain, was proving next to impossible. The dish had to reflect your heritage in some way. Tyler was expecting this one, but it didn’t usually come till later in the season, so it threw him for a loop. Heritage? What heritage? He had no grandparents who’d stood around the stove with him, meticulously showing him the Old Ways of cooking, no recipes passed down from generation to generation. He and Flamm had bonded a little over their mutual love of classic cookbooks, but that wasn’t his heritage. It was borrowed.

In the end, he decided to reflect the Southern California cuisine he’d grown up on and reflect his Swedish roots with Swedish meatballs and scalloped pancakes. It might be the worst or the best idea: either the judges would applaud him for his diverse background or demonize him for having too many ideas. They’d see.

All that was on his mind the night before the challenge. The food had been purchased, ready to be cooked. Tonight was the night to go over your recipes, to bounce ideas off the other chefs, to have a drink and chill out before the hardcore anxiety of the challenge ahead.

But Tyler didn’t want to do any of that. He glanced around and tapped Bruce on the arm. “Hey, have you seen Joe?”

Bruce, who had his own thoughts to contend with (his child was going to be born while he was out here in Denver), shook out of his reverie on the couch and said, “Which one?”

“I don’t know, either of them.”

Bruce shrugged and went back to his recipe. “Haven’t seen them.”

Tyler did a quick, hopefully inconspicuous tour of the ground floor. Everyone else was here, cooking or drinking or talking. All the other chefs seemed deeply settled into what they were doing. The perfect time to slip away. How was it possible that Tyler was the only person to have noticed?

Holding his breath, he mounted the stairs. The door to the Bear Den was shut closed. All the other doors up here were wide open. Curiouser and curiouser. He put his hand on the doorknob, and for a second, closed his eyes. He remembered the sound of the springs above him, and how Flamm had made that deep, low growl at one point, muffled, like it was into his pillow. Whatever Sasto had been doing had obviously felt great. And the way the mattress above him had bulged out, flattened, bulged out, flattened. Tyler had a feeling that they weren’t fucking, not exactly, but it was something like that, something similar. Then, seeing Sasto run out of the room completely naked like that. Holy shit. Had he ever noticed how built Joe Sasto was? How tight his ass seemed? How all-over hairy he was? No, he’d noticed none of those things. He’d been so focused on the competition and the rules and missing home and his restaurants.

In the bottom bunk, Tyler had felt his dick grow hard and insistent, refusing to get soft until he heard Flamm start to snore. It didn’t take long to jerk off and get off and to fall back asleep.

He was hard again now.

As quietly as possible, he turned the knob to the Bear Den.

Joe Sasto was sitting on Bruce’s bed. His clothes were in a little pile on the floor. The man really was jacked; all that body hair couldn’t hide how well-built Sasto’s chest was. The chest only held his gaze for a moment. Flamm was on his knees before him, back to Tyler, also completely naked. His face was buried in Sasto’s crotch. His wide, bare shoulders quivered and hunched. His bare ass kept leaving the floor momentarily, then coming back down.

“Don’t worry about going all the way down,” Sasto said, putting a light hand on the back of Flamm’s head. “It’s big and you’re new. You—” He looked up and saw Tyler standing there, the door now closed tightly behind him. For a moment, his eyes filled with pure animal panic.

Then Tyler put one tattooed finger up to his lips, and started to unzip his fly. For a long moment more, Sasto only looked. Then one corner of his mouth turned up in a grin, and he threw back his head.

“Lick my nuts, Joe,” he murmured. “You okay with that?”

Flamm looked up and there was a pop sound as Sasto’s massive dick came out of his mouth. “Yeah,” he said. “I’m sorry I’m not very good at this.”

“You’re fucking fantastic,” Sasto told him. “Now lick my nuts.”

Tyler, who had meant only to take his dick out of his jeans and jerk away, now decided to do as the Romans did. As quietly as he could, he slid his shoes and socks off, putting them in a small pile. He added his pants and shirt to it, and now stood by the door, stark naked, wearing only his glasses and his myriad tattoos. His cock was leaking furiously, a faucet you’d never quite get around to fixing.

Sasto said, “You like that?”

Flamm looked up. “Yeah. Fuck, I don’t get it. You taste so fucking good. I—”

“Close your eyes and come on up here. Keep your eyes closed. I wanna try something.”

Cautiously, Flamm said, “Oh … okay. It’s not going to hurt, is it?”

Then, unexpectedly, Sasto leaned down – fuck, he could bend himself in half! – and kissed Flamm on the forehead. “I’d never hurt you.”

Obediently, Flamm closed his eyes and let himself be spread out across Bruce’s bed. He was a sight to behold. When Tyler was into guys, they were usually smaller dudes, or cut like Sasto. But there was something undeniable about Flamm. The tattoo on his inner arm, for one. Tyler was a sucker for men with tatts. But the swell of his belly, rising up from the bed; all he could think of was the way that belly had kept convexing the mattress above him the night before. Seeing it in motion – even with all that fabric and spring in between – had made it something erotic, an object of lust, a thing of desire.

Joe Sasto looked up and met Tyler’s eyes, and beckoned him forward with one finger. Nerves jangling, aware that he was as naked now as Sasto was in this room the night before, Tyler approached. His cock stuck out from his body like an exclamation point. And how apt was that? This whole situation deserved exclamation. What was he even doing?

“Sasto?” Flamm murmured. “What’s going on?”

“Do you trust me?” Sasto asked.

Flamm smiled that 100-watt smile he was so known for around the Top Chef house. “Not even a little.”

“Good. Keep your eyes closed and enjoy this.”

Sasto glanced up at Tyler and pointed at his own nipples, nodding toward Flamm. Tyler understood, but hesitated. When was the last time he’d touched a guy? Years, maybe. Years, and he’d never done anything remotely like this. How would Flamm react? Was there something between these two that he was going to fuck up? But goddamn, was this a fucking turnon. The fact that Flamm had no idea he was here … it was weird, it was insane, but it was erotic as hell. He reached his tattooed arms out, and gently, so gently, he brushed the tips of his index fingers across Flamm’s large nipples. The big man shuddered, and made one of those deep, thick sounds he’d made last night when Sasto had been in his bunk. Involuntarily, Tyler’s cock jumped, dripping more precum.

Flamm’s did the same, his nipples seeming to be connected to a string in Chicago Joe’s cock. “Fuuuuu…,” Flamm whispered, squirming, the precum puddling just beneath his navel. Tyler couldn’t take his eyes off that cock. His was about the same length, but fuck Flamm’s cock was thick. Years suddenly seemed like too long a span without having put a dick in his mouth, and he knew just which one he wanted to start with.

But this was Joe Sasto’s show, and Tyler had no problem taking orders from him, despite his age and smaller size. Sasto was head chef. He was sous-chef. And Joe Flamm? He was dessert.

As if in slow motion, Sasto closed his eyes and went down on Flamm’s thick cock. In utter fascination, Tyler watched it disappear; Sasto moved down the shaft slowly, confidently, stopping halfway, then pushing down further, mingling that wild mustache into Joe Flamm’s pubes. It seemed impossible, that huge cock plunging all the way down Sasto’s throat. Sasto was too small and that dick was just too big; Tyler could only stare, his thumbs moving restlessly over Flamm’s nipples.

“Oh,” Flamm muttered. “Oh, God. Oh fucking God.”

Sasto’s shoulders jumped, and Tyler knew what was happening at once. He wasn’t just swallowing Flamm’s cock: he was gagging on it. On purpose? It had to be, right? Nothing was holding him down there. Sasto’s shoulders hiked up again, and he came off of Flamm’s dick, breathing heavily. “Goddamn, Joe.”

“Don’t stop.”

“Hold on a second.”

Sasto pointed to Tyler, then to Flamm’s cock. The look in his eyes wasn’t a question. This was a command. A warm tingle flooded through him; he was used to being in charge of everything, and taking orders from this guy with the dark eyes and curled mustache excited him on a base level. Tyler didn’t wait to be asked again. Sidestepping, Tyler took a moment to admire Joe Flamm’s pulsing, leaking cock, now slick with Sasto’s spit. Then he swallowed it, getting lost in the mingled taste of Sasto’s mouth and Flamm’s dick. He tried valiantly to go all the way down as Sasto had, but the thing was just too huge. Instead, he worked as far down as he could go, moving his tongue up and down and side to side, remembering all the tricks of cocksucking in a rush of lust. His own dick screamed to cum but he didn’t dare touch it. Instead he pressed his lips harder against Flamm’s dick, increasing the suction. On wild instinct, he reached down and caressed Flamm’s balls, heavy and as huge as his dick.

Flamm bucked a little then, coming off the bed and stuffing that cock down Tyler’s throat whether he wanted it or not. He choked at once and pulled his head off … and the panic struck him again. Joe Flamm’s eyes were wide open and he was staring, shocked, from Sasto to Tyler and back again. They’d been found out.

“What … what?”

“Tyler walked in,” Sasto said calmly. “I thought he might want to join us. Turns out, I was right.” Sasto put a hand on Flamm’s shoulder and looked deeply into his eyes. There was something going on here, something beyond just sex. Tyler wondered vaguely if he should go … then stopped himself. He’d sort out feelings later. He wasn’t leaving this room until he got off.

Still, he knew he was the side dish here. He put his own hand on Flamm’s other shoulder.

“Is this cool?” Sasto asked. Maybe a little late to ask, but there was something in Flamm’s eyes that said Sasto had done something like this before. Oh … oh fuck. Last night? Had Flamm not known Sasto was going to come in? Damn, Sasto, you’re a devious little fucker. But … was Flamm grinning? Was he, what? Into this? The surprise of it?

“You … want me to finish, Joe?” Tyler asked. Joe Flamm turned to him, and that grin was unmistakable.

“I’m going to blow soon,” he said quietly, then turned red, as if he couldn’t believe he was saying it.

“That I can handle.”

He went back to Flamm’s cock, sealing it again with his lips and sucking as hard as he could while moving up and down that amazing shaft. Once again, he reached below and massaged Flamm’s balls. A steady stream of precum leaked from Flamm’s dick and went right down Tyler’s throat, sweet and salty and better than anything he could remember in his experimental past. He didn’t know what Sasto was doing, but he had an idea it had something to do with Flamm’s nipples; Flamm was groaning deeply, almost hungrily, grinding his body against the bed. Tyler could listen to that for hours. Everything in him felt warm and hard and ready.

In his hand, Flamm’s balls suddenly tightened. His dick expanded, and Tyler increased his speed, down, up, down, up, and all at once, Joe Flamm’s cock exploded. Cum gushed out in a thick rush, and he swallowed every drop. Then it happened again, a second shot, maybe even bigger. Then again. Then again. How much cum did this guy have in him? It didn’t matter. Tyler was lost in the taste of it, the feel of it shooting down his throat. No matter how much he got, he wanted more.

Joe Flamm, trying his hardest not to cry out, grunted deep in the back of his throat, the sound almost angry, guttural. Tyler got up off his dick and stood looking down at Joe Flamm. Sasto stood there, his fingers still on Flamm’s nipples, looking unsure for the first time.

“How was that?” he asked.

“Get over here,” Flamm said in that deep voice. Tyler obeyed. At once, Flamm’s hand shot out and grabbed Tyler’s cock in his big, meaty hand. With his other hand, he grabbed Joe Sasto’s cock, Sasto’s eyes going wide as a grin broke out over his face.

Flamm closed his eyes again, and began to jerk both of them off at the same time. Maybe because of how quick his hands were in the kitchen, this didn’t seem to present a problem for him. He expertly moved his hands in tandem, then in unison. Tyler’s body shuddered, his eyes falling closed. He balled his hands into fists, then unclenched. Lightning coursed through him, his balls slapping pleasurably against Flamm’s fist. It wasn’t going to take long, not long at all. His knees went watery. His balls seized. He opened his eyes.

Tyler stared at Joe Sasto, who was gulping in air, his mouth moving, his hands resting on Flamm’s chest and belly. A low groan emerged from Tyler’s throat. A second later, cum slammed out of him, splattering across Joe Flamm’s face and splashing against Sasto’s hairy balls. For the first time, he noticed Sasto’s cock, not as thick as Flamm’s but somehow longer. God, could he handle that? If he tried, could he?

Then Sasto was shooting, his cum painting Flamm’s face, mingling with Tyler’s own. He felt some of it splash against his own cock as he shot once more, a less violent spasm, coating Flamm’s cheek. Sasto was still going to, more forcefully, and still Tyler felt some drops gush against his body.

Tyler’s eyes left Sasto’s, and drifted down to Flamm’s face. “Hey, bud,” he said, and grinned.

Flamm smiled; then his brow furrowed. “I’ve never had cum on my face before, guys. I don’t know if I like it.”

Sasto went to his pile of clothes and dug out his underwear. Now he was right next to Tyler. Without thinking, Tyler reached out and put his hand around Sasto’s still-leaking cock. He could never get all the way down … but damn if he didn’t want to try.

As Sasto moved to start wiping Flamm’s face off, Flamm said, “I liked the rest of it, though. A lot.”

“Me too,” Sasto said.

“Me too,” Tyler said. “Can we do that again?”

Flamm grinned. “Next time, I get to blow you guys.”

Tyler looked to Sasto, who looked back with that devilish half-grin. “Hell yes.”

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