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espelharr·:

     tyler had kieran completely wrapped around his finger, and he was loving every single moment of it. kieran looked like a dirty slut with his lips glistening with precum, so eager to lick them clean and get a taste of tyler’s cock. “think you can do better than all the other girls, baby?” he grabbed his fat cock once more and smacked it against the other’s cheek, leaving some stickiness against kieran’s skin before he pulled away completely. “gonna have to work for it, baby girl– show daddy what you can do.” he got back on kieran’s bed, laying down with his cock sticking right up and his hands propped up behind his head, grinning at kieran and waiting for the other to worship him– to service his massive dick like he wanted to so badly.

       he’d never forget how tyler looked in that moment, sprawled out on his bed with his hard cock and his massive arms on display. he was exactly the kind of guy kieran had always wanted. bigger, stronger, more manly than him---the kind of man to take charge and use him. “y---yeah, daddy. whatever you want.” if they were going to do this though, he was going to take his turn in stripping down. his t-shirt was tossed off behind him, showing a surprisingly toned physique, before he dropped his jeans, leaving him standing there in just black panties, clinging to his soaked cunt. with bright red cheeks, he climbed up onto the bed and lowered himself down between tyler’s thick thighs, kissing and licking up the inside, past his roommate’s balls, and finally to his cock. “thank you, daddy,” he murmured, with that thick cock brushing up against his lips---before he finally wrapped those lips around it and eagerly swallowed tyler down, taking inch after inch until tears were in his eyes, spit was dripping down his chin and he was gagging and moaning with it buried down his throat.

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espelharr·:

     tyler was more than surprised with how eager kieran turned out to be for him, a billion ideas of how he could start using his roommate as his personal cocksleeve already forming in tyler’s head. “shit… didn’t think you’d be this desperate, quiet nerd like you are.” with one hand, he tugged his sweatpants under his heavy balls and let his half-hard cock spring free, landing straight in the middle of his roommate’s lips. “tell ya what– i’ll make a deal with ya.” he gripped the base of his cock and trailed his thick head along the other’s lips, maintaining eye contact the entire time and making sure kieran was looking back at him. “you keep my cock wet enough and i won’t bring any more girls over so you can study– how’s that sound?” 

      how, exactly, was he ever going to have time to study if he was busy keeping tyler’s cock wet? he wouldn’t be able to keep himself away, either. he’d spend the entire day and night on his roommate’s cock, riding him through load after load given the chance---but who the fuck cared about good grades when he could be servicing a god like this? “yeah, yeah that sounds so fucking good, tyler,” he answered, smiling up at him with pre-cum glistening on his lips. as soon as he’d licked them clean, he was dragging his tongue over the tip and moaning at the taste of tyler, with his cunt throbbing for attention. “i could be your girl,” he murmured, “daddy’s best girl. i could do that.”

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espelharr·:

     tyler was a little surprised with kieran’s response, he was mostly just taking the piss out of the situation, but this had turned out even better than he could’ve ever expected. “shit… i was just makin’ fun of you– but if you’re that eager i’d feel bad not givin’ you what ya want.” one of his hands gripped a handful of kieran’s hair and tugged him forward, smothering his roommate in his thick bulge– making sure he got a good sniff of his musk. “get in there… show me how bad ya want it, k.” he growled, pushing his hips out forward, his flaccid cock pressed against his roommate’s face through the fabric of his pants.

       “r--really?” he was blushing, knowing now that tyler hadn’t meant any of it...but god, if he was getting what he wanted anyway, did it really matter? his hands immediately grabbed for his roommate’s body as he was pulled closer, gripping at a thigh with one hand and gripping at his ass with the other. he breathed him in, desperate for that masculine scent tyler always had, and with a moan he wrapped his lips around his roommate’s thick cock, sucking on him through the tight underwear until it was soaked through. “want it so bad... always wanted to clean your cock off after you were done with those girls,” he confessed, drunk off tyler’s scent and licking across his cock, before he buried his nose into the weight of his balls.

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espelharr·:

      one of tyler’s hands slowly moved across his own body, down his stomach and resting between his thick things, fingers grazing against his own bulge. the boy couldn’t help but grin at his roommate’s response. “you’d be moanin’ like that too if you were in their position– can’t really blame ‘em.” tyler then gripped his bulge lightly, eyebrows raising as he got up and walked over to where kieran was, standing right in front of him, his bulge dangerously close to his roommate’s face. “sounds to me like you’re a lil’ jealous… you wanna choke on my cock too like all those girls, k? wanna be daddy’s lil’ slut too?” he teased, honestly not expecting anything to come out of it.

       “i don’t blame them. never said i do,” he muttered under his breath, a pout forming on his lips as he sat in his chair by his desk. he couldn’t even look at tyler anymore, not after his roommate’s hand wandered down to grab at his cock, giving kieran too good a view of it. he turned away, looking down at the textbook opened in front of him, hoping desperately it would bore his arousal away. tyler just had to keep going, though. kieran could hear him, coming closer and closer until he was turning around and his bulge was right there, close enough that kieran could almost kiss his fucking balls. he was nearly drooling, eyes focused straight ahead as tyler spoke---and then he broke. “yeah---yeah, maybe i do want that,” he admitted, licking his lips and looking up at tyler, “as long as you’re not like...just making fun of me, or something.”

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espelharr·:

      tyler couldn’t help but snort a little at the other’s question, leaning against the doorframe as he looked at the other. “you can’t study while i’m fuckin’ a girl next to you? you some kinda pussy, dude?” he moved deeper into the room then, taking a seat on the other’s bed and leaning back with his legs spread to show off his bulge. “or you just gettin’ jealous you’re not gettin’ any?”

         “what?” he was normally so polite and quiet around tyler, too intimidated by him to do anything that might make him angry---but he was in utter shock at his roommate now. “h---how am i supposed to study, watching you from across the room fucking some girl? and they’re always so loud. no one could focus during that!” he was even struggling to focus now, looking down at the bulge tyler was showing off on his bed, like he owned it. kieran hated how wet he was already. “i’m not jealous.”

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+ espelharr.

“i, uh... i was just wondering if you were going to be bringing another girl back tonight--” considering it’d been happening most nights. “--because i kind of needed to study here tonight, but i could go to the library if you need the place to yourself, i guess.”

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sscrawny·:

      dwight isn’t sure but he’s convinced this was what flirting was like. he’d never been much of a ladies’ man– or anyone’s man before– but at least david seemed to be enjoying his company. the scrawny man had to do a double-take when david told him to feel his muscles, making sure he heard it right before sitting up a little again.     ❛ wait… you want me to feel your muscles? uhh… ❜     he couldn’t believe this was happening, eyes shamelessly roaming over david’s body again as his tongue darts out nervously to lick over his bottom lip.     ❛ all right– fuck it, i guess… ❜     leaning in, dwight lets his hands slowly explore david’s biceps, squeezing the hard muscles, trailing the defined lines down to the man’s chest. this was all getting too intense already, and dwight could feel his sweatpants growing tighter as soon as his hands landed on david’s tits. fingers wrap around the mounds of flesh, squeezing the softer parts of david’s body roughly, fingernails grazing over the man’s nipples.     ❛ feels nice– you must be getting all the girls, huh? ❜     his signature awkward chuckle ends the sentence, and he finds himself incapable of not playing with david’s pecs, hands still squeezing around them playfully.

he found himself flexing at dwight’s touch, not even thinking about it until after he’d done it---and then he was realising for the first time that he was actually wanting to show off for him. that wasn’t why he wasn’t wearing a shirt, or why he looked the way he did, but right now he let his arms bulge under the man’s wandering fingers with a proud, confident grin until they came lower and brushed over his pecs. “fuck,” he grunted out, eyes fluttering closed for a moment and his hips bucking up as soon as dwight squeezed, as if in need. it’d been so long since anyone had touched him like that---gently and curiously with an undeniable sexual tension lingering underneath it all. “what makes you think it was girls was popular with, mate? c’mon...” he managed a quiet, throaty laugh, though it quickly fell into a desperate moan as those hands squeezed at him again, and his hips raised once more, just showing off how low his sweatpants still were around his ass underneath him.

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sscrawny·:

       dwight had always been a very nervous person himself, so he had an eye for when others were as well. he heard david’s words but believed little of them, not bringing it up in conversation as to not incite any trouble or animosity between them, just keeping it in the back of his head as a note to himself. the grass underneath him is definitely softer. he’d been sitting the entire time, but laid himself down as soon as david did as well, almost close enough for their arms to touch but not quite there yet. having caught a flash of david’s ass made the younger man blush a little– even the hint of anything sexual would get dwight flustered– not to mention that none of them had had any action for god knows how long.     ❛ oh– dunno, was just zoning out a little. ❜     he turns his head to face david, soft smile on his lips, inviting and friendly as per usual.     ❛ what’s it feel like to be that… muscular? ❜     maybe it wasn’t the most normal question, but dwight was genuinely curious.     ❛ think you could bench press me? ❜     he snorted.

something told him that an answer was coming, even as dwight shrugged the question off with a gently dismissive dunno, and of course he was right. all it took was a moment of silence, with david’s hands joined behind his head on the grass, bent at the elbow into a gentle flex that he hadn’t thought about--not until dwight spoke up. “hmm?” he raised an eyebrow as he turned his head to the side, facing dwight on and seeing that smile of his. it was almost enough to bring a similarly friendly smile to his own face, though he managed to bite it back. “i dunno, just feels---like me. been this way for so long.” even longer now that they were here, though david wasn’t even sure how long he’d been here now. “take a feel, if you want. it all just feels hard. all of it except---” he nodded downwards. “my chest and my ass, those are softer.” he broke into a surprised laugh, not expecting dwight to ask a question like that, and the thought of it---of bench pressing the tall, slender boy---it just looked ridiculous in his mind. “yeah, maybe i could bench press you.”

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sscrawny·:

       dwight had always been very observant of his surroundings, making sure everyone got what they needed and team morale was somewhat okay. he’d been staring for much too long at the shirtless survivor next to him, just zoning out and not really thinking of much.     ❛ uhh… sorry i didn’t mean to stare. ❜     he licks his lips and accidentally bites his tongue, a quiet ow parting soft lips, still not looking away from david.     ❛ was just wondering if you’d gotten any sleep lately? i know it’s been rough on everyone. ❜     an awkward chuckle then as he leans back on the log he was sitting on.     ❛ i’ll let you share a patch of grass with me if it calms you down. ❜     he joked.

“i’m calm.” he didn’t seem it, and maybe he wasn’t calm by anyone else’s standards---but by his own, he was calm. david was just always ready for something to happen, for something to change at a moment’s notice. if something did, and it had a habit of doing so around here, he’d be ready to move; he’d be ready to do something about it if necessary. he couldn’t deny though, sitting on the grass would be more relaxing than keeping his ass planted on this rigid, uneven wood. “but i’ll take you up on that offer anyway,” he grumbled, getting to his feet with a huff and not caring about how his grey sweatpants rode down over the rise of his thick, toned ass. by the time he was sitting down beside dwight, having flashed half his ass off at the younger man, he felt lighter already---relaxed, even, as he stretched out on the grass and looked over at him. “so what were ya starin’ at?”

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“Why’re you lookin’ at me like that?” Dwight’s pointed gaze had been locked onto him since he’d sat down on an overturned tree, the wood pressing uncomfortably into the soft sweatpants he had and wearing his patience thin, especially for whatever Dwight was thinking but not saying. Huffing, he raised his eyes and stared the other boy down, his thick chest rising and falling. “Got somethin’ to say then spit it out, kid. No point in wastin’ your time.”

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canonbois·:

        stiles didn’t actually think parker would go through with this, not so quickly anyway. he watches silently as the other slowly starts repositioning himself onto stiles’ lap, ears perking up when he heard that quiet moan slipping past parker’s lips. now he knew exactly what the other’s mind was on this entire time. “you’re such a fucking slut, parker.” he said quietly, calmly, both hands now pressing down on his friend’s thighs just to make sure the other could feel his large bulge generously. “you got tired of getting fucked by the entire lacrosse team or something? that why you wanted to come for a sleepover? finally decided your best friend was good enough to join in on the fun?” one of stiles’ hands drifted down along parker’s thigh, slipping up his boxers, pressing one of his fingers against the other’s clit just to fuck with him. “should’ve told me you had a pussy sooner, dude… c’mon– you’ve been keepin’ too many secrets from me.” he snorted.

that pink blush that hadn’t yet left his cheeks fell into a deep, embarrassed shade of red as his friend called him a slut, as his hands came to touch his thighs and rose higher, and as stiles accused him of taking it from the entire lacrosse team. that wasn’t exactly a lie either, but he’d been drunk. he wanted to defend himself, and it was all right on the tip of his tongue until stiles’ fingers came to his clit---and he just whined out, head thrown back, thighs spreading out and cunt beginning to soak his friend’s fingers already. “i didn’t want you to start acting weird around me, man... we’re friends, y’know?” but he’d gotten off so many times to the idea of them not being friends---to the idea of them being something else, where stiles would use his cunt as many times as he liked, treat him like a whore, a cocksleeve, a cumdump, and talk to him like he was worthless save for his cunt. he’d wanted that for so long, and his desperation was showing now as he was grinding back and forth, rubbing his ass on stiles’ cock and his cunt on stiles’ fingers. “you’ve always been good enough for me... the hottest guy i fucking know, stiles.”

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canonbois·:

      stiles is immediately drawn to the fact that there’s a lack of a bulge between the other’s legs, and his eyes linger around parker’s crotch a little too long for it to be subtle. blame it on teenage hormones. when the other stood next to his bed, stiles just stretched himself out to occupy the entire mattress, a grin spreading on his lips as he looked at the other. “nah, bed’s a lil’ too tiny for both of us. unless you wanna lie on top of me– but i don’t think you do, so… bummer.” with his legs spread, his bulge was more obvious than before. thick and long, cock snaking down his boxers as it twitched at the thought of having parker on top of him.

he felt so small, standing there under stiles’ gaze---especially with where his friends’ eyes had wandered to. he couldn’t really point fingers about that though, not with his own eyes glued to the bulge in stiles’ boxers, wanting nothing more than to see that giant cock underneath completely freed. “w--what, you think i won’t?” he was nervous, that much was obvious, but one thick thigh raised onto the bed after the other, and both thighs straddled stiles waist, with parker kneeling over his friend before finally lowering himself down and pressing both his cunt and his ass to the other boy’s bulge. a quiet moan spilled out from his lips, but he played it off with a laugh. “see? completely comfy.”

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canonbois‌:

      “no no– you see– that would imply me caring about bein’ a good host…” he’s smirking down at the other as he rids himself of his t-shirt and sweats, hops into his own bed with some loosely fitting boxers around his waist. “which… i clearly don’t? so have fun sleepin’ on the floor!” the teenager snorted.

“fuck that.” a blush coloured his cheeks pink as he watched stiles strip, and set to do the same himself, shedding his shirt and shoving his shorts down until he was left in just boxer briefs, much tighter than his friend’s and pulling especially tight around something he’d never told stiles about before. “move over,” he muttered, coming over to the bed and standing at the side of it, “we’re sharing if you’re not gonna give me it.”

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“no way are you gonna make me sleep on the floor, man. i’m your guest. i get the bed; you get the floor.”

@canonbois

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canonbois·:

      stiles had never thought it was within his capabilities to reduce someone to this big of a mess, but trevor was proving him wrong with the way he writhed and whimpered like a needy whore, hungry for the teenager’s cock. “you’re so perfect… made for me…” his breath was starting to pick up, as were his thrusts, mercilessly pounding away at trevor’s ruined cunt. stiles was still a teenager with little sexual experience, so he doubted he could keep this up for much longer without flooding the other’s cunt with his potent seed, but he gave himself a pat on the back for lasting this long either way, especially with trevor saying such filthy things to him the entire time. “that’s the thing– you already are my own cockwarmer, baby girl.” he grinned from ear to ear then, nipping at the other’s lips as he kept thrusting, burying himself to the hilt before drawing back slowly. “you want daddy’s cum, don’t ya? knockin’ you up like you deserve? show everyone who you really belong to…” he smirked.

trevor was close to finishing as well, something he couldn’t believe. he couldn’t remember the last time someone had fucked him so good and deep he’d gotten this close so quickly, but everything about stiles was so perfect for him. it really was like his cunt was made for that cock, and vice versa, with him hugging tight to every hot, hard inch of it as it pounded in and out of his body. “yeah, daddy, i want that. i need that. i need you to knock me up, please knock me up, please fucking do it,” he begged, cunt gushing around stiles’ balls before he brought his lips to the teenager’s and kissed him once, briefly, and again, with moans spilling out between each gentle press of their mouths together. “show everyone what a fucking man you are, knocking up a bitch like me.”

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canonbois·:

      it was almost cute how trevor’s true nature was finally starting to slip through the cracks, just from having stiles’ cock inside him. the boy groaned at how tightly the other’s cunt gripped onto him, how warm and wet and needy trevor felt. the other’s words only served to fuel stiles on, encouraging him to pull his hips back and snap forward immediately, keeping himself sheathed inside trevor as long as he possibly could. “that’s right, princess– i’m happy to see you’ve finally come to sense.” for now, stiles was just enjoying the way trevor was grinding against him, trying desperately to get any friction at all as stiles held himself still most of the time. one of his hands slipped between trevor’s legs, thumb pressing at the man’s clit just to edge him on even more. “told you you looked like a whore– look at you now.” he grinned from ear to ear, cocky just from being able to pull this off. if there was anyone left at the station, they’d be met with a full view of stiles’ pale ass and his heavy balls dripping trevor’s slick, slowly starting to set up a pace at which he drove himself deeper and deeper into the officer’s tight cunt. “that what you want, princess? to clean up the mess you made on daddy’s cock?” he hummed quietly, pushing trevor down with his own body, torso pressed against the older man’s as he angled himself to be able to thrust in and out of him better. his lips caught onto trevor’s, biting down on the man’s lower lip as he picked up the pace, slowly starting to pound into that delicious cunt. “doin’ so good, baby… take that big cock…” he growled.

as soon as that thumb fell to his clit, trevor was screaming out blissfully, eyes clamping shut and face twisted up in the overwhelming pleasure of being filled up and touched at his most sensitive spot. his cunt soaked every inch of stiles’ cock, down past his balls, dripping so much now as his hips writhed, meeting every thrust the boy made into him by slamming back on that cock as well with a wet smacking of skin-meeting-skin. “i’m a whore, daddy, i’m a fucking whore. that’s all i’ll ever be.” god, he wanted to worship this boy. he wanted to kiss and lick at every inch of him, from his pretty little lips down to his feet. just the thought of how they looked now, trevor a moaning, writhing mess with cunt gushing, and stiles with his big, powerful cock and perfect ass dimpling with each thrust. “i love your cock. i love your big fucking cock,” he moaned, grabbing at the teenager’s body, fingertips digging into the muscles in his back and rubbing across them, before dipping down to grab a handful of one of his cheeks. he gripped tight at stiles’ ass, as if to pull the boy deeper inside him with a feminine little whimper. “i wanna be your fucking bitch. this is all i ever wanna do---be your dirty fucking cockwarmer, daddy. your slut. your property. all yours.”

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malamcnte·:

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           "What a damn wimp bottom you are. I’ve had boys take me whole without a problem, yet here you are whimpering like a little, cheap slut. Don’t you know how to please a man?” He smacked the boy’s asscheek before huffing out, his hips moving forward at a fast pace, enough to make the young boy lose the balance of his own body and hold onto the bedsheets beneath them both. “Scream for daddy.” He whispered with sweat running down his forehead, loud claps filling the silent room as the man pounded into the pink hole again and again, aiming to fill it all up without holding back.

“Daddy, please.” Angel’s eyes were glittering with affection and need, unsure of where the latter came from between him telling the man behind him no, and being spread open and used in a way that felt right as much as it felt wrong. Fingers dug into the sheets and his back arched, ass pressing back onto the dick filling him up until his cheeks were rubbing onto the older man’s thighs with a whimper. “Daddy, please, I wanna be good. Let me be good for you, please. Let me be good.”