I Wish I Could Have A Whole Friend Group Just Treating Me Like A Dog, No Questions Asked. Just Endless

face down ass up in the forest, my mouth full of dirt while i’m being violated by a hunter. a gun to the back of my head while he reminds me with every thrust that he came here to kill some game and he’ll still gladly do it.

Intro Post

You can call me Victor :) I'm 21, ftm, and I'm in a relationship

Things I'll post about include: (will be updated with time)

force masc

cnc/r@pe

int0x

petplay

piss/omorashi

fauxcest

Hard Limits:

scat

racism

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little brother who doesn't wanna look like a baby in front of his big brother so he doesn't cry while big bro rapes him as hard as he wants

Big Bro pulling Little Bro into the kitchen while everyone else is distracted.

"I'm sorry. I just gotta." Is all he says before bending his baby brother over the counter and pulling his shorts down just enough to expose his ass.

Little Bro tries to fight but his brother is grinding against him. He can't think as the tip of his brother's cock pokes the entrance of his hole. His big brother's hand clenches around his neck. He can't breathe with such rough treamment. He can't think with his hole stretching.

"I'll be fast. Please, oh please, just let me. I'll be quick, please." Big Brother is so pent up. He usually just takes what he wants. The difference in his behavior makes Little Bro's head spin.

"Hurry then." Little Bro whispers as he reaches around to rub his Big Brother's cock. "Cum in me quick, please."

big brother showing me how to smoke weed for the first time, getting me super high and giggly, before taking advantage of me <3

big brother getting me so stoned that I let him slip a hand down my boxers, feeling every inch of my little cunt and how wet I get from him <3

letting him shove his fingers into my needy hole, hearing him laugh and degrade me for being such a slutty little brother <3

being high enough to the point where I let him rape my cunt, showing him how good of a little brother I can be (promising I won't tell mommy and daddy) <3

tw; intox, fauxcest, grooming(?)

it starts when you turn 18. maybe you've had friends whose parents smoke, never anything worse than a cigarette around you and your friends, but their home still has that skunky smell to it.

the same skunky smell that lingers on your brother's clothes. nothing washes it out, so stained in the very fibers of the fabric that it's ingrained in your brother's presence. so very him in a comforting way that makes your stomach tingle with warmth. you're not sure why.

he smokes in his room, and now that you're 18, whenever you're together. at first, you don't ask when he pulls a joint from a metal tube stashed in the top drawer of his desk and sparks it right in front of you. he doesn't bother to offer you a hit, either. he'd feel guilty about corrupting his little brother. and then you get used to the smell, and it becomes your smell, too, no longer just your brother's. he smokes regularly, you've found, because whenever he's in his room, there's a joint in his hand.

one day, you wander into his room without knocking to find your older brother seated at his desk, smoking as usual. it's not like you've never been curious about it because whenever he smokes, you feel a little lighter - a contact high. so you walk over to him, standing beside his desk for a second to just watch.

"need somethin'?" he asks, his joint half-smoked and dangling from his lips, his eyes briefly flickering to you.

"can... can i try?" you point to said joint. he looks really good smoking, you find. maybe you will, too.

"hm?" he glances at the dangling fire hazard, high but not enough to be unaware. "oh, sure."

you're confused when he pauses his game and grabs you by the back of the neck, his free hand securing the spliff as he takes a long drag, only to press his fingers just behind your jaw, forcing your mouth open like a dog. it all makes sense when he brings you closer with that grip, and blows the smoke out into your mouth until it's all gone. you inhale, a fast learner, but it's a lot for a new smoker. why do your boxers feel wetter than before?

he watches you cough, your cheeks turning red and your eyes tearing up, with a slightly sadistic smile. a smile that only widens when you recover and say, "can we do that again?"

the masculine urge to suck on a fat cock till your jaw hurts

reblog if you’re pro-plushie humping <3 ignore if you’re normal :)

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