Junkrat sat down on his bedside, and sighed.
'Go ahead mate...' he pointed to his back.
Roadhog sat behind him (legs-crossed) and began to massage the heroes back, slowly and passionately.
'Woah, you're tense when was the last time you had a good massage?'
Junkrat was blushing and groaned
'Just now...'
Roadhog blushed and carried on with the task at hand, around 5 minutes of total silence was broken by a soft groan from Junkrat.
These groans continued throughout, until Roadhog was caught by surprise,
Junkrat had conveniently "slipped" his hand onto RH's crotch area,
Roadhog was lost for words,
'Bud...I-I uhm...'
Junkrat looked up at him, biting is lip 'I know this is what we both want Roadhog, don't deny it...'
Roadhog blushed
(behind the mask obviously)
He looked back nervously at his friend,
'O-Okay...' he mumbled
Junkrat grinned his usual grin and grasped Roadhog tighter as he unbuckled his large belt, captivating his enormous bulge
(Cos Roadhog is compensating for something if you catch my drift ;3 )
They both stared, as they slowly began undressing.
Roadhog wasn't ashamed of his weight. If anything it was good against enemies, and it kept him warm, and from his POV it was actually muscular more than it was...chubby?...
Junkrat, was never embarrassed about his body, the fact he never had a shirt on was the entire reason why...
Both lovers stared at each others bodies, blushing and shying from eachother, as they both tried holding onto the other.
'J-Junkrat...'
'Yea buddy?'
'I feel a little cold...'
'Let's just huddle bud..'
Roadhog; refusing all instruction decided to lay on top of his scrawny friend,
'Or do that...that works...'
Roadhog grunted and slowly stripped himself of his underwear, wearing nothing but his mask.