YFMTheMovie

The sun shone onto the bed as the birds chirped, Puff and Dimentia were cuddled up under the covers, their naked bodies together. Puff stirred awake, his arm still around on the sleeping young woman, her head resting on his chest. They had made love for the second time that night, after an adrenaline-filled fuck in the pub men's room. Puff yawned as he opened his eyes, turning his head towards his beloved tree goth. She was so beautiful as she slept, he couldn't help but smile. The sun shone on her pale skin, her black, red-ombre'd hair falling on her face. He carefully brushed her hair away, causing her to stir awake. She looked at him with

Puff groaned as he awoke, clutching his head. He sat up, rubbing his forehead. Puff swung his legs off the bed, trying to deal with his hangover. Unfortunately for him, he was interrupted by the door swinging open. "Puff, I found where DeeJay is!" Dimentia declares, waving the flier around. "Geezus, hang over!" He whines. "Puff, I know where DeeJay is! Brock helped me, here!" She says, waving the flier in his face. "Alright, alright! Give me that!" He snaps, snatching it out of her hands. "Blah blah blah, TJ the DeeJay, blah blah blah, NYC's hottest club... CLUB INCONTINENCE?!" Puff reads, adjusting his glasses in shock. "Yup!" "Ugh....this

Dimentia exits the bathroom, having finished her morning shower and gotten dressed. She walks over to Puff, who's grumbling at the wheel. The two had been on the road for nearly two weeks, halfway across the country, and Puff was beginning to fall anxious. He really didn't want to admit he had no fucking idea where his bandmates were. "How's it going, Puffy?" Dimentia asks, wrapping her arms around him from behind. "Go-going great, D. Just fine.." Puff mutters, face red, pants constricting. Puff let out a gulp as he could feel Dimentia's soft, big breasts against his back. Good lord, when was the last time a woman touched him? He held his le

The next day, Puff arrives at the storage unit where the bus is being held. He wraps his hoodie around his slim waist, adjusting his glasses. "Time to get to work!" He proclaims, clasping his hands together and starting to work on the window. As he works, whistling, he thinks of how Dimentia is gonna love the bus in tip top condition. She is gonna love this so much, I'm gonna be swimming in pussy! Unbeknownst to him, a familiar redhead spots him working on his bus, distracted on her way to work. "Puff Puff?" She questions, surprising him and distracting him from working on the bus. Puff turns around, seeing the face of his ex-wife, Tig Ol' B

You-you you you aint seen my balls you aint seen my balls- you aint seen my- my balls.... There's that recording skipping again... it's not like that ipad works...it's as run down as the rest of this place Puff Puff Humbert sighed as he sat in his run down apartment. He'd been living here since his divorce from Tig, who he had risked his house arrest for. The place had been falling apart for years, long overdue for a much needed condemning. "Well might as well hit the bar again............maybe some drunk floozy will take pity on me." He muttered, sitting up. He fumbles for his red hoodie, grabbing it and fetching his glasses. As he zips hi

"Hey...do, uh, do you really have to do that out here?" Puff asked as he tried to avoid looking at Pixie, the younger man sitting across from him on his own bunk, feeding the bushy haired infant in his arms, giving Puff a glare. For the life of him, Puff simply couldn't understand why DeeJay and Pixie decided to bring their baby son, TJ Jr, along on this road trip. He wasn't even going to bother asking how these two men even had a child in the first place. Puff was starting to doubt Pixie was actually a dude. "Now, Puff, let him feed him. My boy's gotta eat." DeeJay comments from the driver's seat. "He's so adorable, I'm so jealous!" Dimenti