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Tyler Hoechlin photographed by Doug English (2013)
muse blurbs still a WIP but I’m working out everything on a spreadsheet if you wanna give it a looksie
soundbites
Josh Brolin for Men’s Journal Magazine
by Mata Brothers
MANNY JACINTO by Meron Menghistab for Thrillist (2019)
[DANIEL DAE KIM] Always Be My Maybe (2019)
365 Days of Men // Day 312 // Jordan Fisher
nsfw prompt list .
send me a word / phrase and i’ll write an erotic drabble.
awaiting. our muses making out and grinding while fully clothed.
bass. my muse going deep (interpret as you want).
blinded. our muses getting frisky in the dark (wherever).
buffet. my muses spreading their legs for yours.
butterflies. our muses doing something new in bed.
bookshelves. your muse getting touchy with mine in a library.
call me maybe. our muses having phone sex.
claimed. my muse reacting to getting hickies from yours.
coffee. our muses getting frisky in the kitchen, early in the morning.
cinematic. my muse touching yours inappropriately during a movie.
city view. our muses getting frisky up against a window.
closer. my muse reacting to yours sneaking up behind them.
covered. our muses getting handsy under a shared blanket.
dancing on my own. my muse getting close and personal on the dancefloor.
discrete. my muse reacting to yours touching them under a table.
free. our muses getting frisky in a secluded lake.
freezing. our muses getting frisky in a cabin to keep warm.
game over. your muse trying to get mine’s attention during a game.
hands off. our muses attempting bondage for the first time (light).
husky. my muse reacting to your whispering in their air from behind.
meadow. our muses getting frisky under the open sky, in a field.
occupied. our muses getting riled up in a public bathroom.
papers. our muses getting frisky in an office / work setting.
peach. my muse groping your muse’s ass during grinding.
radio. our muses getting handsy in the car.
showtime. my muse showing off new lingerie to yours personally.
silence. our muses having to keep down during sex, due to whatever reason.
steamy. our muses getting frisky in the shower.
strangers in the night. our muses having a one night stand.
talk to me. my muse dirty talking with yours.
tiles. our muses getting frisky in the bathroom.
voice mail. my muse leaving yours a dirty voice mail.
you’ve got mail. either muse reacting to yours having left a dirty voice mail.
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𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕣𝕥𝕖𝕣 𝕗𝕠𝕣 @catchcm (𝕕𝕣𝕒𝕧𝕖𝕟/𝕣𝕙𝕚𝕒𝕟)
The odds were stacked against him. He’d managed to hold his ground some but Draven had still proved to be the better trainer and made quick work of defeating four of Rhian’s five pokemon team. To anyone watching their match, there was no hope left for Rhian to walk away with the Noir badge… and yet instead of already letting the defeat show in his face he was standing their with a cocky, arrogant smirk on his lips. Even though it hadn’t evolved yet, he’d been saving his best pokemon for last. He and Dreepy had been together from the start and out of everyone on his team? Dreepy was the strongest, and the most in-sync with him.
So, yeah, in his mind he was going to wipe the rest of this match with Draven’s remaining pokemon; and thanks to that confidence, rather than sending his pokemon out he took a step forward and nodded at the gym leader. “You know, I’m not planning on losing here. I might only have one pokemon left, but there’s a reason we’ve made it this far.” He explained as a smirk began to form on his lips. “Still, I can tell you think you’ve got me cornered but if you actually beat me? All you’re going to get is some money. Hardly seems that satisfying if you ask me. I mean, I can pay up like we’re supposed too if I lose but money is… boring. Why don’t we make things more interesting, hmm?” Taking another step forward, his posture proved he was serious as he challenged Draven. “If I win? I not only get the Noir badge, but I get– I get to borrow one of your pokemon off your team for three days and you have to replace them with a magikarp. If you win? I’ll pay up but I’ll also– I don’t know, I’ll do whatever you want. I guess you should get to choose you’re own prize.” He explained as he clutched his hand around Dreepy’s poke-ball. “Sound fair to you, Big Guy?”
Draven couldn’t say this was the first time a challenger struggled to face him in battle. He had a reputation of being one of the Cielarko League’s most formidable gym leaders, and that wasn’t even accounting for his steadfast, domineering personality off the field. The fact that he wore what could only be described as assorted pieces of leather didn’t help put trainers at ease, forcing them to glance upon his massive, brawny form, thick with muscle and covered in manly body hair. His gym wasn’t for the faint of heart.
But Draven had to admit Rhian had a certain quality to him that he found impressive, confident even in the face of certain defeat. He was a good trainer, but nowhere near up to snuff enough to face him. “I’ll admit, kid, you’re not bad at this... but there’s definitely room for improvement. If you lose this match, perhaps I can mentor you. Help you reach your potential,” he says, parsing the younger man’s demeanor. When Rhian makes him a bet, though, Draven knows he can’t refuse. “Interesting. I do love a wager... I agree to your terms. But you won’t find out what my terms are unless you lose to me. That’s some incentive for you to come at me with all you’ve got. Ready, Young Man?”
HENRY CAVILL for Men’s Health // Train Like a Celebrity (2019)
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Smirking, he shook his head, “Nah, I’ve got to do my very best now, need to win if this is what’s waiting for me after every leader..” it was something he clearly enjoyed, as he was bucking back and showing off for the gym leader, that Douse badge worth every second not only for the actual progress, but for that thick, hefty cock sinking so deep inside of him. “You think so..? I hope I can go all the way,” he groaned, leaning back a little more, so his body was against Adrian’s muscular chest, feeling a slight tickle of hair from the beard as he turned his head. “Fuck me, Gym Leader,” he said, hand now in Adrian’s hair, tugging him in to a kiss as the sound of skin on skin filled the room.
Blair’s determination was nearly as sexy as Blair himself, stealing every last bit of Adrian’s cock as he rode him like a prize Rapidash. “I think you’re gonna go real far, kid,” Adrian purrs, holding Blair’s toned physique close as he kept pumping into the young man’s blisteringly tight chasm, feeling the other’s smooth, hairless skin against his virile self as thy kissed. “Keep riding me like that and you’re gonna see why it’s called the Douse badge...”