wish someone would let me sleepily suck them off while petting my hair and cooing at me
you know there really is something to be said for the idea of getting ridiculously high at a party and wandering into the bathroom to try and get a hold of myself and then getting straight up molested in there. someone else comes in and sees me leaning against the wall, just trying to stay upright, and thinks, fuck, you're so high, i could do anything right now and you wouldn't be able to stop me. maybe they try to hold back, to just ask if i'm alright, but when they see how out of it i am... fuck it. i can barely complain in coherent sentences, let alone fight them off as they pull my clothes off and touch my tits, my cunt however they want. all i can do when they sink their cock inside me is slur, "no, no," and shake my head while they coo to me that everything's okay and that i'm just tripping so bad, they would never do something like this to me. they get less gentle as they get closer, the wet sounds of them fucking me echoing off the walls, groaning about how i'm such a good doll like this, that they should keep me drugged up and pliant forever so they can fuck me whenever, however they want. toys don't say no, after all. they come inside me and let it trickle down my legs when they pull out. maybe i even have to suck their cock clean after. then they just leave me in there to deal with the aftermath myself. there's a LOT to be said about that
"this is so fucked up, im not gay dude, stop." big brother who's not even trying to resist x "why are you hard then?" little brother who just wants dick in his mouth/cunt
fucking you in the bathroom after taking you to a punk show . i convinced you to go in the pit your first time to wear you down . you came out sweaty and bruised with a busted lip ,, perfect . tugging on your slicked back hair , teasing your bruises , and biting on your lip causing you to whimper in pain . you may already be tired but just wait till im done with you .
Some pets just deserve to be communal pets for the whole polycule. Sweet little things that doesn't deserve anything more then being underneath all its loved ones even the subbier ones. It's a pet, it'll never be a person, but it will be so wonderfully loved
"Get me a collar." "Collar me, please." "I want a collar..."
Well, I got you a collar. And, you're crying? What? You don't like it? Is this not what you had meant?
*Shocks you again*
Say thank you.
submissive slutty tboys are the ultimate fleshlight. seriously. how could you look at a boy whining with his legs spread and pussy soaked and not immediately need to shove your cock in him.
my deepest, darkest desire is that i want to see more like...midwestern dude type forcemasc. i grew up in appalachia i need more guys looking like the guys i'd see on the street.
not that cowboy stuff is bad. but in the mountains i wasn't seeing many cowboys. i saw mullets and big moustaches and tough built men, absolutely, but they had something other than a cowboy aesthetic to them, y'know? it was absolutely more fisherman than anything. i refuse to be silenced when i say that fishermen are hot as fuck and trans fishermen would fix me.
I think if anyone pulled their dick out and showed me their cock piercings not only would i give them the sloppiest most desperate head of my life but also i'd also beg and beg for them to bruise my cervix with the piercing. Tbh