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There are 126 days during which Robby leaves Pittsburgh to go on his sabbatical.
There are 2,555 days of Jack and Robby that came before it.
And somehow, in the leaving, they learn how to stay.
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12 Jul 2026
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“I’m- I can’t convince myself to commit to a longer stay,” Robby admits, frustrated by it. “It’d be better for actually getting somewhere with antidepressants, I know, but I feel like once I take away the work and the bike and everything else I do… there’s a clock on how long I can be naked like that. When it runs out, if I’m not back on the right side, I’ll get stuck as nothing, forever.” Robby drops his face into his hand. “Why does this sound like The Little Mermaid?” he moans.
“Is this the kind of place where they throw a black bag over your head and smash your SIM card, or can I still talk to you?” Jack asks.
~After a scare on his road trip, Robby does two weeks of inpatient care in Wisconsin... and you'll never guess who he uses his phone time on~
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08 Jun 2026
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Delusional, this entire thing. Like some Make-A-Wish dream. I'm going to kill myself tomorrow; here's what I'd like for my last day on this mortal plane. To be fucked by a man who hasn't seen him that way in years. To stand in the shower and have someone wash his hair. To eat one last breakfast. To be held. And Jack, pitying him, still, because Robby's always been the one of the two of them who can't handle shit.
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07 Jun 2026
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He was fifteen the first time he rode on the back of Duke’s motorcycle.
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02 Jun 2026
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Of all the reasons the door might be closed, Jack’s not expecting this. Robby is naked, eyes closed, head leaned back against their expensive headboard, furiously ripping his fist up and down his cock.
His other hand is busy holding- yeah, they are, Jesus Christ, he’s holding Jack’s boxers to his face, the ones Jack just discarded before taking his pre work shower. Robby’s taking gulps of air from them, making little whiny moans, hips bucking into his fist with every breath he takes. Jack’s vision swims. He can’t help it, he moans out loud, a sound that disturbs the air and fills the room, shattering the peace.
Robby's eyes fly open.
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robby has a repressed, guilty, sleazy fantasy side. jack encourages him to bring it to life.
Bookmarked by WelcomeToTheRevolution
15 May 2026