dogboy :3

Nick 🐶 20 🦇he/they maybe it MY ASKS/DMS ARE SO OPEN PLEASE

[dogboy-nick]

My names Nick

I’m a pan transmasc/genderfluid dogboy (also probably on the aro/ace spectrum but eghhh)

I’m a switch/vers

I use he/they normally but it/its is fun if I’m subbing for u

💥💥 MINORS DNI 💥💥

I love messages and asks so so much but please msg first. Im in the mood 99% of the time so dont worry about it. I don’t send pics or audios of myself so pls don’t ask. I will give u my discord if ur hot enough

My kinks bellow <3

I’m into a lot of things including:

pup play, feminization, degradation, praise, pain, ownership, exhibition, voyeurism, piss, cnc, breeding, pregnancy, restraints, overstim, edging, blood, blades, transfem/transmasc supremacy, worship, misogyny/reverse misogyny, size difference, wrestling, cucking, cbt, primal play, finance play, ace-breaking, mine break, leather, intox, group stuff, cheating, teacher/professors

Maybe kinks: fauxcest, black mail, very VERY soft feedism, MAYBE ageplay

I’m not into detrans, or scat, but I probably won’t block you. Just don’t push it on me.

Other than those, I love exploring new stuff so feel free to send an ask or dm if think I might like something

Anatomy terms I like:

chest

cock, dick, strap, bitch breaker, hole

cunt, pussy, ass, boycunt, whatever degrading thing u want to call it

I like anything names you wanna call me except things that are very fem like “good girl” (pretty boy is welcome tho). My faves are daddy, or sir if im domming and puppy, boy, or possessive words when im subbing :3

Taken ask emojis- 🐺 🐇

[midnightmxnster]

cowboy quickie

your cowboy situationship that you tried to ignore turns into a rough, dirty quickie in the horse stables while your daddy & some of his other employees are outside.

warnings: nsfw - masc!cowboy x fem!reader, semi-public sex (stall inside a horse stable), forced to keep quiet, belt used as bondage, nipple stim, clit stim, fingering, rough sex, almost getting caught/high risk of getting caught, daddy issues, unprotected sex, holding cum in & fucking cum back into the reader, forced orgasms, slight overstim, multiple orgasms, light bullying/mean teasing, light choking, and a single spank

a/n: idk i'm having cowboy thoughts right now

“Shhhhhh.”

It’s a soft brush against the side of your head. Fingers running along the side of your arm. A hand that smells like the sun and the hay that was clinging to the work glove he had shoved in the front of his jeans covered your mouth. The rough callouses underneath were scratchy against your cheeks and jaw, but you had no complaints. Your next breath was a sharp exhale against where his thumb was tucked up underneath your nose.

The bits of sunlight creeping through the wall of the stables was a spread of warmth over your chest. Where the top of your yellow sundress had been pulled down so you could feel the picnic blanket laid out underneath you. It was red and white plaid and itchy, but it was better than the hay underneath. 

Outside, horses neighed. They were back early. You were supposed to have at least another hour, but your daddy brought them back in because of an apparent storm on the horizon. You could feel the humidity in the air clinging to you with sweat beading up on your brow and slithering down your back, but that wasn’t just from the storm. 

You would’ve told him to stop, the risk of getting caught was too great. But he was already pressing his cock into you when the ground started shaking with the approaching horses. Those fingers skimming down your arm moved and rolled a nipple between them. Pinching it until there was a stinging pain that had you gasping behind his hand and seeing stars. Squeezing your thighs together where your dress was bunched up and his cock nudged all the way into you. 

You aimed to strangle out his name against his palm, but he just pulled out and rutted back in slowly. 

“Stall’s unused. Stay quiet and nobody’ll find us, sweetheart.” He rutted in again, a little harder. The thump of his belt against your thigh shot nerves down your back. Right where his blue jeans were locked up behind your legs, rubbing against the backs of your thighs. “Then, all you’ll do is walk outta here and keep my cum from dribbling down your thighs for daddy to see, ‘kay?”

He rolled you over onto your stomach, nudging your knees apart with his. He gave you most of his weight, pressing some of the air out of you. Your next breath came with his thrust back into you, hitting so deep your eyes fluttered shut. Conversation was a pointed, unignorable hum through the wall. Right on the other side of it. 

“Just stay nice and quiet, sweetheart,” he hummed again, and there was the soft clinking of his belt. The lift of his stomach. The warm press of leather against your wrists as he freed your mouth to gather them.

“I’m gonna kill–”

You didn’t get to finish your words. He locked your wrists behind your back in his thick belt and wasted no time ramming into your cunt. The sounds wet and loud when you were up against the wall like that. This hadn’t been planned; you’d just wound up in the stables with him half an hour ago when you’d been trying to avoid each other after the last midnight kiss ended with your determination to focus on work, not screwing one of your daddy’s employees. You were leaving in a few weeks anyway, and it wasn’t worth the trouble of getting everyone in trouble.

Then, you found each other in the empty stables.

You both seemed pretty interested in getting out of there before another argument ensued, but when the sparks shot up and heated words started getting exchanged…. Next thing you knew, you were knocking his hat back so you could kiss him without it falling off. He was grabbing a folded blanket off a stack he’d done up himself. And you were slamming the empty stall door shut while his fingers slid under your dress.

“Want me to stop?” he breathed just loud enough to be considered a whisper. 

His hips snapped forward, forcing you to press your forehead to the blanket and bite down on it. The scratchy material rubbed up against your nipples with every thrust. Up against your clit he’d been teasing and teasing and teasing without letting you fall over the edge. Right there, overly sensitive, and now pressed against the awful material….

You mewled, muffled. 

Damn well wasn’t a no, and the grip he gave the back of your neck to pin you down said as much. He fucked you harder; the ground shook as the horses got closer. Rougher, he made your whole body jolt, his hat next to you on the ground and giving you some feigned sense of extra secrecy. A wall not really there blocking your sin from the rest of the stables. 

“Fuuuck,” he grunted, his grip tightening on the back of your neck. “Fuck, sweetheart. You’re going to kill me.”

You were? The movement got closer. The hum of conversation moved away from the wall, and nerves were a bead of sweat going down to the blanket bunching under your parted knees. His balls slapped against you, his cock drilled into you. Tears pricked at your eyes while they fluttered and fluttered and fluttered just like your cunt was around him. Close. You were so fucking close. Every curse should’ve been flying out of your mouth at him, but you could hardly breathe as that edge came up upon you just like that. Clit so sensitive, the blanket was starting to act like torture. Just barely not enough yet so rough it was cruel. Your nipples ached and your hips pushed back to meet him, earning a grunt that definitely came with a grin.

“Fuck, sweetheart,” he cooed. His thrusts stuttered. His weight came down on you harder, the thick ropes of muscles he’d earned through years of hard work started to tense along the back of you. “That’s it, take it. Good girl. F-Fuck.”

So fucking close. You almost screamed. Right there. He rammed into you just right. Right against the spot that brought a few more tears down your cheeks, but–

His movements lurched. The creak of the stable doors opening rocketed through the building. His hips slammed against your bottom, his cock bottoming out, and you clamped your mouth shut while his groan was a faint, body-shaking sound. He came. With tiny, near-silent thrusts. He spilled inside of you as the horses were brought in and a handful of footsteps guided them in.

The thump of your heartbeat was in your ears. You went completely still while the echo of conversation bounced around the stables. The running water in your ears shielded away the actual words, but it was apparent they were getting closer. The stall walls were high. Nobody could see in to where you two were tucked away in the corner of the unused stall. But they were close. Really fucking close.

And he had the audacity to roll. Both of you. His cock still nestled inside of you as you looked up at the ceiling, your knees spread around his, dress up around your waist and down, baring your tits. He covered your mouth with his hand again before you could even gasp out a breath, and he slid his other hand down.

You writhed atop of him–this was too much. Too risky. For fuck’s sake, if they caught you, it wasn’t just some employees, it was–

His fingers brushed lazy, light circles over your clit.

His laugh was something small and near-silent next to your ear.

“Quietly, now,” he murmured.

He nipped at your ear. Then, like he knew you liked it, gave your clit the exact attention it needed. That you needed. There was nothing to do except press your head back against his chest, trembling in forced silence, panting as softly as you could. He pressed his grin into the side of your head, working your clit and rocking his hips just a little. Fucking into your clenching pussy and hitting that sweet spot again and again and again. 

As a horse was let into a stall just a few down from yours, tears spilled out of the corner of your eyes. Your back arched off of him and you hoped the press of his large belt buckle into his abdomen was enough revenge for the moment. The rip of pleasure was torment as much as it was goddamn incredible. Harsh waves rippling from curling toes up to your tear-stained cheeks. A slow quiver along your thighs became a full-body shake that tensed up every muscle to keep yourself from gasping, sniffling, whining, or moaning. 

The dam broke, and you gushed around him in silence, your heartbeat thumping like a threat waiting to be heard through the thick stall walls.

“That’s my girl,” he mused, dragging his fingers up and cupping one breast. Pinching your nipple until you almost whined accidentally. “Shhh. Shhhh.” He slid his hand down from your mouth, capturing both breasts and playing with your nipples with little rolls and pinches. Tweaking them softly until your back was arching and you had nothing to help you stay quiet. “Shhhhh….”

“So it’s been good having her back home then?” carried through the wall, and you would’ve gone still if you could’ve. But his fingers on your nipples, his hips rocking every so gently where you could feel his cock getting hard again…. 

“Oh, yeah. Been a while since I’ve had my babygirl home. Just hope she’s keeping outta trouble with all you idiots here.” Your dad barked out a laugh before hanging something up on the wall adjacent to the stall. A roll of thunder shook the walls and the very air itself. “Shit, let’s get the rest in and get back. Shit’s coming in quick.”

Fingers trailed down again. A hand on your hip. Fingers finding your swollen clit again. You bit down on your lip while footsteps carried everyone away, and beneath you, hips rutted up. Fucking his cum back into you while rubbing your clit. Stars bounced around behind your eyes. The air was hot and thick, electric as the storm brought lightning closer and closer. 

The stable doors were clicking shut when you came again, letting yourself grunt so, so softly while he filled you up again. Spilling inside of you as you milked him empty. 

“You’re fucking dead to me,” you breathed, trembling atop him. He finally pulled out, and propped up the both of you to look down at where he kept your legs nice and spread. Seeing the mess you’d made of each other. 

He had his fingers down there already, sliding them over and smearing that mess over you. Nipped at the shell of your ear while you squirmed, his fingers working into your cunt and the heel of his palm showing you just how sensitive your clit was. 

Your breath hitched.

“Then don’t cum again, sweetheart.” He slid a third finger into you, fucking it roughly into your sopping wet cunt. The sounds were abhorrent and echoing inside the stall. The nearby huff of horses almost hid them. “Hold it.” He shifted, bringing you back down and wrapping a hand lightly around your throat. “Feel your cunt squeezing my fingers. Feel your thighs shaking. Feel your breath hitching, baby. Tell me to stop.”

But your eyes just fell shut when his fingers went right for that sweet spot. When the heel of his palm rubbed against your clit. When he grinned against you and locked his knees between yours to keep them nice and open for him to bring that pleasure right up to the peak.

“That’s what I thought, baby.”

He stuffed his fingers in knuckle-deep and stilled them. Shifted his palm and abandoned your throat, rubbing your clit with fervor and direct attention. Pushing you right over that crumbling edge and leaving you to clamp down over his fingers that kept you stuffed nice and full of him. Tears ruining your makeup and making you choke around every breath.

“Mmm, hold it in now,” he hummed. 

His belt was back on and he’d rubbed the markings from your wrists. Your hands were flat against the side of the stall, his boots between your feet, fingers rubbing over where he pulled your underwear back onto you. Running over the damp fabric just getting wet again. You clenched hard even when it seemed like he was trying to screw you by finding your clit. Kissing your neck and pressing into you like he had another round in him.

“You’re a prick,” you breathed.

“It’s a real long walk back to the house.” He reeled a hand back and spanked you over your dress. His hand left your cunt aching with a teased orgasm. “Hold it in for me now, sweetheart.”

Internally, you were a mess of gooey warmth in your belly. Externally, you elbowed him in the ribs. He laughed it off, the sound dark and low, bringing goosebumps up over your neck. Yet you still clenched as you pushed yourself from the wall and stalked toward the stall door. 

“Meet me by the lake tonight at 11:00 and I’ll tonguefuck you until you can’t cum anymore.”

You flipped him off and left.

Still, running out into the sprinkling rain and feeling his cum leak out of you….

You had an alarm queued up on your phone the second you got into your bedroom safely. 

Asshole.

But a goddamn addictive and talented one at that.

[war-forged-storms]

The things I’d give to have a mean trans cowboy put me on all fours and force my legs open so they can put a pail between them, just to jerk my tcock over and over again to milk every orgasm they can from me.

(Bonus points if they can get me to squirt into the bucket and make me swallow it)

[topgunvolleyballscene]

how often are you getting a headache

daily

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Remaining time: 3 days 11 hours

[topgunvolleyballscene]

how often are you getting a tummy ache

daily

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every couple months

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Remaining time: 3 days 11 hours

[topgunvolleyballscene]

Ok so thanks for voting on this but i need you to reblog it too

[elbiotipo]

People on Twitter (and elsewhere) love to say "retard" and "low IQ" now and I'm not only talking about nazi accounts but just your average account. It came out of nowhere just this year too. Really annoying.

[elbiotipo]

I've been telling people that IQ is perhaps the most normalized example of eugenics and the pseudoscience that is psychometrics

[elbiotipo]

Anything that is based in IQ is bogus because IQ is simply fake data

[trismeowgistus]

reposting some old tags on another post because i simply do not feel like rewriting all this but I also think it's a useful thing for people to have in their back pocket when someone around them takes IQ seriously as a measure of intelligence

[soft-edging-kittens]

Reblog this to grope the person you reblogged it from

[yikimiki]

concept: extremely sweet and caring guys that fuck you like an animal in heat

[chuunifox]

Autism Representation written by an allistic: My name is John Autism and I like the designated autistic interests

unintentionally autistic character written by the creator who hasn't really thought about whether or not theyre autistic: I wish I could be human like the way everyone else is but I know they can tell I'm not. And I know they're right

[trashgrl666]

i have dual citizenship as a real gamer and a hot goth girl

[southboundmutt]

Owner having a long day to come home to a bratty puppy, only to fuck their face deep into the couch until all they can do is see stars, whimper, and cum everywhere

[vyvilha]

the thing about self-diagnosis is that to have an official diagnosis you HAVE to self-diagnose yourself first and write down all your symptoms and then present them to the psychiatrist like you are defending it on trial otherwise if you go to psychiatrist unprepared and just say you feel miserable all the time and don't know why they will say "ummmm uhhhhh you probably have anxiety. probably just stress from your work lol"

[fatbeardog]

Why are most puppy boys automatically bottoms?

Yall don’t fuck with a mutt fucking your brains out animal style?

[soft-edging-kittens]

Reblog this to grope the person you reblogged it from

[dreamie-brain]

need someone to be sweet while they absolutely wreck my insides. hug me while you bully and breed me with your huge cock. stroke my hair while you force bigger and bigger things inside. coo and soothe my cries about you being so mean while you ruin me.

[faeriefag]

i've seen posts about touch-starved doms going around, and tbh it's such a good trope.

like, guys who are nerdy virgins, constantly touching themselves. they've been daydreaming for months about fucking you, but have always been to scared to get close. maybe one night at a party, he's finally drunk enough to make a move. his movements are sloppy and unpracticed, he doesn't really know where to touch, just that he wants to feel every inch of you. it's cute how easily he's getting hard, so you offer to suck him off. he's grateful, overjoyed, he didn't think this would ever happen. but the moment his aching cock meets your lips, he stations an iron grip on your head, fucking mercilessly into your mouth. not out of malice, but pure, depraved need. you just feel so good to him, he can't stop himself. you start choking, he doesn't notice, he's just thinking about how badly he wants to cum down your throat.

when he does, you barely have the chance to catch your breath before he's pinned you against the bed, fumbling at the buttons on your pants. he doesn't know if he'll ever get the chance to fuck you again, so he's taking whatever he can get. he's not trying to hurt you, he just wants you to stay still. his months of fantasy culminating between your legs as he thrusts into you impatiently. it just feels so good to him, you just feel so good to him. you try adjusting, he holds you down. you try bucking into him, he grabs your hips and fucks you harder. you're the greatest sensation he's ever felt, and that's all you are to him right now. an object of pure ecstasy.

[lordoftablecloths]

my favorite video of all time ever

[miiilowo]

Whaght are zey doing tu zis poor rat- [gasp] zat is PERVERGHTED ! ... WHAGHT ARE ZEY FILLING HIM WITZH? EE IZ GETTING TOO BIG! HOOOOHHHH...! OH MY GAHD STOP TOUCHING IM ! ZHIS IZ PERVERT BEHAVIOURE! HOOH! STOP IT! AUUW..... WHAT A TERRIBLE DEATH! SsTOP TOUCHING HEIM !

zis is like a medeval TOGHRTURE.

whathellwas even zat . OOOOO MY GAD. oh preetty cuute. OOOHHOOHOOHHOGGOOOHHHH OH MY GADDD THGAT IS VEURY SCHARMING... OOH my gad he is DEAaaadddd... ohhh not ze daaaawwwg... ooooohhh nnooo you are feeling him wiz ze wader of ze hose...he iz also very shcarming he ina very cute like zis...i wont liiieee to yoU !

OH!

EWWEWW LIKE A LAMBB...

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FRRREAK.

MONSTAEUR

AAUOOUGGGHHH ZIS POOR ANEMAL. OOOOOOG

[adelaidethekitusne]

Reblog to make prev a dumber more submissive slut~