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alfred 'alfie' booth. twenty-one. callboy.

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✧ sorry i haven’t been around today, busy day!! i’ve been thinking about making a new blog with a bit of a younger fc that would be a callboy for a living– so if anyone has some fc suggestions i’m happy to take ‘em!! ✧

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✧ sorry i haven’t been around today, busy day!! i’ve been thinking about making a new blog with a bit of a younger fc that would be a callboy for a living-- so if anyone has some fc suggestions i’m happy to take ‘em!! ✧

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iceicetomeetyou‌:

     Bobby took a moment to look Riley over. He knew that their family was a little messed up though he’d never had a chance to get involved in it before. He hadn’t wanted to, but that might be about to change, “I 100% believe that you wear pink underwear.” Bobby lowered his voice, “Why don’t you meet me in the garage and see what Aunt Susie bought me?”

      riley found it a little weird that bobby was asking him to meet him in the garage, but a healthy dose of alcohol helped cloud his judgement and follow the other into the specified area, making sure to close the door behind them as he got in.     ❛ why d’ya have me meet you here to show off your present? the garage of all places... ❜     he took a quick look around, beer bottle in his hand before his gaze went back to bobby.     ❛ all right-- i’ll bite, what did she get you? ❜

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ofperversion‌:

that was the moment of truth now, wasn’t it? he could deny his desires now and play it cool, joke with his son as if nothing was wrong and let that boner be forgotten and continue being a good father. or he could let his past demons catch up on him and pull his hard cock out of his shorts without hesitation and fuck his own boy. it had been on his mind ever since riley has grown into the sexy man he was today after all. —- he decided to go for the latter. “you’re right, son. i’m gonna teach you a lesson. but i’m not gonna call my army buddies. it will be just me,” jack says before he pulls down his shorts, his fat and dripping cock jumping to freedom. he stands up from where they were sitting and slowly steps towards his son. “i’m gonna teach you a lesson you won’t forget.” and with that, jack lunged forward to pin his boy down onto the ground.

       riley almost had to pinch himself when he saw his dad pulling down his shorts and reveal that massive cock in front of him like it was the most casual thing to do. he’d always known his family was fucked up, but didn’t think it would go to this extent.     ❛ what do you--? ❜     before the boy could even finish his sentence he was being overpowered and pinned down by the older man, little he could do to break free from his grasp. even though riley talked a big game, he wasn’t the strongest person out there-- people just usually backed off after being put on the spot like riley did-- but his father clearly had other intentions and plans for him.     ❛  the fuck d’ya think you’re doin’, dad? get off of me-- ❜     he struggled and struggled, but to no avail-- only resulting in him grinding against his father’s throbbing cock without really meaning to and providing the older man with more friction.

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levinxmeyer‌:

The Brit doesn’t have a ton of experience on top. He’s definitely been topped a good amount. He learns quick, of course, just from watching people that he’s bottomed for do their thing. He groans out loud and low, because fuck, Riley’s tight hole is getting him there. Maybe the other man can feel it, feel Levin’s cock throbbing inside of him. “You want me to breed you? Ay? Give you my fuckin’ load?” He takes his hand away from Riley’s neck and swats his ass, then yanks his fingers from his mouth. “I wanna hear you say it, you Yankee slut, c’mon.” He growls, spitting in Riley’s mouth again. Being this dominant is… well, fun. It’s a lot of fun, getting this man to be so submissive for him. He still not quite sure how his shitty flirting got him here. Maybe he faked it till he made it a little too well.

      riley almost whimpered at the loss of levin’s fingers in his mouth, like he had just lost a part of himself and didn’t know what to do. with levin spitting in his mouth again, riley’s cock visibly throbbed and spurted out a hefty amount of precum onto himself, leaving a sticky mess all over his pale skin.     ❛ f-fuck yeah, want you to breed me-- wouldn’t be gettin’ fucked in public if i didn’t want you to fill me up. ❜     there was always some kind of snark in his replies, and even though he was covered in sweat and the other man’s spit, he still had that same cocky smirk on his lips from when they met. it was only a few moments later and a couple more thrusts that riley felt his entire body contracting, levin hitting him in just the right spot to pull him over the edge and blow a massive load all over himself-- spurt after spurt of thick pearly cum splattered across his skin, coming untouched on the other’s cock. as he came his hole tightened around levin, almost like it was his body’s way of begging to be bred.     ❛ gonna leave your pretty lil’ slut leakin’ for the rest of the day, yeah? fuckin’ breed me, lev. ❜     riley growled.

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spxllcasting‌:

“I’ll never say no to that, but unfortunately, right now it would be too obvious.” alan pointed with a shrug, brushing his back as he looked at him. knowing that right behind them, or in front of riley in his current’s position, there was nothing more than a simple window, alan wet his lips putting his hand between riley’s thighs and began to grope his front while looking into his eyes. two could play that game, couldn’t they?

     of course riley should have known better than to provoke alan in a public setting, but being the person that he was he never really learned from past mistakes. the hand groping at his bulge had riley jumping up a little, a quiet grunt escaping the man as he could feel himself starting to harden against the fabric of his jeans already.     ❛ okay-- y’know last time you tried doin’ that i had to walk home with sticky underwear, right? ❜     riley had always been extremely sensitive to being touched, and with the way alan had such a strong hold on him it probably wouldn’t take him long to jizz in his pants again-- something he wasn’t really looking forward to having to deal with.

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ofperversion‌:

“watch your language, son. if you dare to even just try to lift your hand on me you might end up getting pinned down and breed by a real top.” it was meant as an empty jab at his son, not meant seriously for obvious reasons, yet… jack couldn’t help but have his cock get harder and harder in his swim shorts to the thought to the point where hiding his erection was futile. they were on here on a vacation, so even if they would start fucking right then and there, no one would be able to tell that they were father and son; jack had been fairly young when he had kids after all.

      there was a cocky little smirk on riley’s lips now, as if getting on his father’s nerves was one of his favourite activities-- which in fact, it was pretty high up in the list of things riley liked to do. there was just something about seeing his father getting so riled up about him misbehaving that made it even that much more entertaining to watch when the older man played right into his hand.     ❛ what’re you gonna do, dad-- call up your army buddies to teach me a lesson? ❜     eyebrows raised a little, as if challenging the other to take a step further with his threats, guessing they were just empty threats that had no real consequences behind them. it was then that riley’s eyes fell on his dad’s massive boner, something he was surprised he’d missed until just now.     ❛ uhh... dad? why the hell did you just pop a stiffy? ❜

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ofperversion‌:

       “that you are, son. don’t worry about that,” jack said, his sight lingering a little too long on his son’s packs and bulge before he caught himself and looked away. yet his cock was still being affect by it. he shook his head, mostly at himself for having these thoughts. he’s sworn to make let his problematic past behind him. he’s hooked up with men only consentually even though his mind and cock still stirred at the memories of all the screaming and crying men and boys he’s had before in his military days. “fuck, any guy would probably die to shove their cocks down your hole.”

      hearing the other’s words made riley huff out a little, crossing his arms over his chest and looking away from his father.     ❛ who says i wouldn’t be the one shovin’ my dick down their holes? ❜     as much as riley was extremely versatile when it came to sex, he was giving off pure bottom energy in that moment, pink lips just begging to be fucked by a fat cock with the way he was pouting over a silly little blow to his ego.     ❛ and just ‘cause you’re my dad don’t mean i won’t smack ya if ya call me a pretty boy again, i ain’t scared. ❜     a glutton for getting himself into trouble, even with his own parents-- ever the rebellious child.

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“it’s always better if it’s you the one punishing them rather than me.” alan pointed, after all, punishing the guilty was going against the oath. and that could mean turning into a warlock. something he refused to do during the excessive amount of millennia he had lived. looking at riley and the way he seemed to like the necklace filled his heart with joy, briefly, as he leaned away from the second kiss. “ok, but no touching.” he wet his lips, “we don’t want to get kicked out for public exhibition, do we?” he asked, teasingly before he leaned in to kiss his lips, deep, passionately, mouthful. without giving him room to move away for a long minute or two, when he finally let him him move if he wanted to.

       all the attention and kisses he was getting from alan made riley a very happy man, his grip tightening on the other’s shirt as they shared another kiss, one of riley’s eyes taking a peek at the guys in front of them to make sure they were watching the two of them being so affectionate.     ❛ what, so you don’t want me to blow you in public? c’mon, old man-- i thought you were supposed to be the kinky one. ❜     riley was just teasing at that point, made evident by the way he swayed his hips in alan’s lap to grind down against his bulge just slightly. he didn’t want to get kicked out for indecent behaviour, but he also wasn’t afraid to push the limits of what he could do. 

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levinxmeyer‌:

Levin grins nice and wide, sweat starting to drip from his brow. “First time for everythin’ ay?” He growls, biting at Riley’s jaw. That little challenging quip, well… Levin wasn’t going to take that standing up. He wraps a hand around Riley’s neck, applying the slightest pressure to cut off his air, and spits right on his cheek. “I’ll show ya how a bloke like me can fuck, you cheeky shit.” He says, before he bends over Riley and starts to buck and rut into him like an animal. He takes his other hand from Riley’s thigh and shoves three fingers between those pretty pink lips. “Remember my cock? Play pretend wiv these.” He says, panting the words out. He’d love to let Riley come on runs with him if it meant the man would spread his legs for Levin every time. What amazing serendipity this was.

     riley would do anything to have this experience again any time he could get it, levin could even be calling him a filthy whore for all he cared as long as he was getting stuffed properly, and levin definitely knew what he was doing. the blonde was glad to see his provoking had worked, and before he could react or even say anything he was having levin’s fingers shoved down his mouth akin to how the other had shoved his cock down riley’s throat earlier. there was a lot going on in that moment, and riley was loving every single second of it-- every single one of his holes being stuffed and abused by levin only made him greedier than ever, reflected in how he started sucking on the other’s fingers like he had that fat cock in his mouth all over again. riley knew he wouldn’t be able to last long if levin kept this up, slamming into him just perfectly and drilling into his prostate like he was an expert-- leaving riley’s cock throbbing and overflowing with sticky precum.

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iceicetomeetyou‌:

Bobby leaned against the armchair his cousin was sitting in. Their grandparents had about a million children so these parties were always too large and loud. “You think that’s creepy? Far as I can tell, nobody ever tells Aunt Susie what size any of us need, but she always buys right.”

       ❛ hey, maybe the woman’s just good at sizin’ up people’s asses. ❜     riley knew their family was fucked up, and truth be told, the fucked up gene had definitely transferred down to riley as well-- it just wasn’t as obvious as with the rest.     ❛ she got me a pair of pink flowery briefs, can you believe it? me-- the manliest guy around-- pink. ❜     there’s a quiet scoff as he brings the beer bottle to his lips and takes a swig.     ❛ unbelievable-- can’t wait for ‘em to be givin’ me lingerie next year. ❜

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alan wet his lips after feeling the touch of the other’s lips. putting a hand on his back and giving it a light brush. “I was born kinky in nowadays standards.” he reached out for the collar, putting it around his neck. in all honesty, it was no more than a simple necklace, manly enough to look fine on him without it having to be a chain. finger tips brushed over its line as he looked at him, smiling. then his hand brushed over his thigh and looked at him. leaning, he kissed his lip slowly, yet passionately. “i’ll let you beat them up as we leave the place. you would want to be able to get here once again, right?” he whispered.

       the necklace put around him made him feel a certain attachment that he hadn’t felt before, like with the necklace on he was wearing a statement that he somewhat belonged to the other man in an extent, even if it was no more than a simple necklace. maybe riley was overthinking it, but he didn’t care in that moment. the man’s ears perked and a goofy smirk spread on his lips at the other’s words, one of riley’s hands resting on alan’s chest and fiddling with his shirt a little as they finished kissing.     ❛ you really gonna let me beat ‘em up? damn... you know exactly how to turn a guy on, huh? ❜     riley was a glutton for punishment, and it was the major reason why he got himself into trouble so often. fingers trailed over the bit of exposed chest on alan’s body, positioning himself so he’s sitting comfortably in the other man’s lap before leaning in for another kiss.     ❛ just sayin’, but we should totally put on a show for ‘em, they’re still starin’. ❜

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levinxmeyer‌:

Levin can’t remember the last time someone has been so… submissive with him. Ever. He moves up between Riley’s legs and growls a bit at the challenging words. “Oh, mate… I got a lot of pent up adrenaline from my run just now. You’re gonna help me get rid of it.” He kneels down and spits on Riley’s hole, and leans in to rub his tongue over it a few times before he stands up and rubs the fat head of his thick prick over the pucker. He grabs onto Riley’s thighs as he starts pushing, an unyeilding pressure that only gives when Riley does. When Levin pops in, he slows, but doesn’t stop. The whole of his thick cock slides deep into the other man, after a couple minutes of pushing. He stays there, for a second, and then pulls back a few inches. Levin leans down, and stares right into Riley’s eyes. “Look at me. I wanna see your face.” He growls, before he slams back in. And again. And again, and again, and again.

       everything about what the other was doing and saying had riley acting like a horny dog in heat, unable to get enough of levin every time the other touched him.     ❛ you always get balls deep in someone when you go for a run? that sounds like a lot of effort. ❜     though truth be told, riley was hoping that was the case and he’d even start accompanying levin on his runs if it meant getting a good dicking every now and again. feeling the man’s tongue on his sensitive hole earned levin a quiet whine, and before riley could even react the other was already pushing past the tight ring of muscle, having to adjust to something so thick stretching him open so suddenly.     ❛ h-holy fuckin’ shit... you could plug a dam with that thing... ❜     he was watching as levin’s cock continued to disappear inside him when he heard the other speaking, blue eyes meeting levin’s once again as a cocky little smirk settled on riley’s lips. the smirk was quickly wiped away by the forcefulness in levin’s thrusts, slamming inside him relentlessly-- certain to be leaving riley sore for days to come.     ❛ that all ya got? my grandma fucks better than that. ❜     he challenged once more, curious to see how levin would react.

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ofperversion‌:

        “oh? ‘s that so? in comparison to your old man, you couldn’t even defeat wet toilet paper, boy. who of us is the vet here?  —-  nothing wrong ‘bout being a pretty boy, son.”

      it was almost comedic the way that riley challenged everyone that disagreed with him, often getting in fistfights for no apparent reasons, and despite how short he was, he definitely had enough personality to make up for his height.     ❛ i ain’t pretty-- i’m sexy and handsome. ❜     anyone hearing him talk in that moment would’ve probably thought he was a teenager throwing a tantrum at his father, but there was something about being called pretty that threw him off-- a serious blow to his inflated ego.

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levinxmeyer‌:

Levin can’t really believe what he’s seeing. It’s almost like… like Riley is really, really enjoying being at Levin’s feet. The expression on the other man’s face is something he’s only seen in porn, and, on rare occassions, his own face when a top had decided it was worth taking a picture of. He’s going to ride this train to the end. Yeah, he’s going all the way. He yanks Riley’s eager mouth off his cock by the hair, and forces him to keep his mouth open. “Look at that… fuck, look at that.” He growls, before he leans down and spits right into his open mouth. “Stand up and sit on the sink.” He commands. “Knees to your chest.”

         riley was more than happy to do whatever levin would ask of him, he was in that mindset he got into when he just relinquished all control over his body and let the person he was with dictate what he did. when levin spit in his mouth, riley happily swallowed it with a cocky smirk, shooting the other a quick wink before he got up on his feet and pushed his pants and underwear all the way off before crawling on top of the sink as asked, pulling his legs up to show off his tight hole to the man.      ❛ your dick wet enough, big guy? sounds like ya almost came just from havin’ my mouth on ya-- think you can keep up long enough? ❜     posing a challenge like that would hopefully drive the other forward even more, not wanting levin to hold back at all with him.      ❛ show me what you’re made of, pretty boy. ❜

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