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↪ muse. dominic smythe. 24. versatile. son of sebastian smythe. ↪ rp. gleesgottengayrpg.
Dylan did try to struggle out of Dom’s hold but really they both knew that it was useless. He was easily the smallest out of their little group of friends, which was kind of funny considering he his family was chock full of actual giants. He was mumbling unintelligably into the seat cushion as he saw Dom just scrolling through his open tabs, eventually spotting his nude being zoomed in on and pushed his head up with everything he had so he wasn’t fully pressed into it “It’s an asshole… you’ve got a mirror, you know what those look like” he exclaimed with the cheekiest little look in his eyes, looking back to Dom and just before he could explain why he had it he felt the spank and an involuntary little moan came out. Dom’s dominant side was just undeniably intoxicating and Dylan was never one to hold back how he felt. “Oh no that was me. You don’t get an ass like this and not want to have it spanked” he pointed out, biting his lip a little as he pushed his ass back a little so it pressed against the other man. He might not have much he could do, but he knew what he could use to get what he wanted.
He managed to get his hand onto the phone and shoved it off the couch onto the floor, pushing himself up just a little “If you have to know, I took that last week cos I wanted to see if my ass was getting thicker” he looked back to Dom with a little wicked smirk “And yes, it has… the pants don’t really show it off that well though” Even still buzzing from the pot, Dylan couldn’t deny how hot it felt having Dom there “Maybe if you ask nicely I’ll let you see it in person… or just help yourself, not like I can really stop you” he said, his tone making it clear that they both knew he absolutely could but the spank to his ample ass definitely made him want to show off a little.
“ Glad you're not deluded on what's going on here. ” There was a slight shift in Dominic's attitude as Dylan stopped squirming and remained within the hold defeated knowing that Dom could overpower him and his tight little body due to his sheer strength and size. “ Yeah, that's what I thought you liked. ” The grit remained as Dominic picked up Dylan by his waist and settled him over his lap with a relative ease of squeezing himself onto the couch while one hand wrapped itsself within the other's chestnut curls and gave it a little yank while Dom whispered into his ear. “ Let's hear how much you want it from your big dom, yeah? I'mma take care of you baby, right after you get your punishment for that slick move you did with your phone. ”
His free hand slid into Dylan's shorts with no underwear as a surprise. “ Oh, so you came prepared for this, you little slut. ” A rumble of a laugh escaped while Dominic took a grab of the other's fat fucking cheeks and was seriously impressed how much bigger they've gotten from the last time he had cracked his friend. With his index and middle finger, Dominic spread at Dylan's cheeks as a little tease before pulling his fingers back and giving a surprise little spank through his closed shorts with very little windup. “ Just a little taste of what's to come. ”
Before he knew it, he felt the younger man coming up behind him, feeling his body pressed against his own. Finn couldn't help the tiny little smile on his face as he felt the bulge in the other's shorts press so firmly against his round ass as he continued doing his squats.
Hearing that question made Finn's heart skip a beat as he roughly arched out, smushing his fat cheeks back against the younger's thick bulge. "I have no idea what you're talking about, son." The older man smirked, continuing on with his work out as if that was all he was doing, very much enjoying the interaction.
" Uh huh, coach. Sure. “ Feeling coach's fat ass push against his groin a couple more times, Dominic decided to take a step back with his erect cock visible and straining against the fabric of his shorts. With a quick glance around, the man was lucky that it was a fairly empty day at the gym but they had already caught a couple of looks in both curiosity and salacity from their brief little encounter.
“ Well, i'm gonna go hit the showers. Don't take too long out here or I might need to call that twink for the assist. ” Dominic had the folly of youth on his side and simply acted on impulse and right now, he had wanted to slam Coach Finn's body into the tile of the gym's showers. But that would be if Coach Finn was willing for a little bit of fun with someone who could be his son.
“I am too having fun!” JJ protested… even if it wasn’t entire true. Living in Lima his whole life it wasn’t exactly the most lively town but he tried to make the most of it. Though many times he had been called a bit of a stick in the mud for a performer he just tended he save all his energy for the stage and those moments under the spotlight. Standing up from his chair he opened the door to his house for Dom so they could grab a few cold beers. Happily taking a puff out of the other’s vape he remembered why he enjoyed hanging with Dominic so much. He brought him out of his shell and made him a little more adventurous. “Honestly we can do whatever,” JJ headed back out to the fire pit with bottles in hand knowing all too well he would get drunk after more than 4 and usually after a few hits he’s horny as hell, though he was sure Dom wouldn’t oppose.
" Yeah, yeah. Course, JJ. " Wide eyes and a look over to him as though to say that delusion was a fine quality to have still. " Careful now, whatever is a dangerous game with me. “ Figuring that his friend had been putting little traps throughout their conversation as though to see how horny Dominic had been since his train ride back home.
With the beers now in his grasp, Dominic plucked one from JJ's grasp and was quick to take out his keys to pop one open and passing it over to his friend before grabbing one for himself and doing the same. It was important for them to cheers as Dom extended his hand to clink it against JJ's beer can. “ Excited for Summer. Should be a good time at home before I gotta head back up North. ” It'd been a bit since the two had seen each other, probably a year from the random instagram reach outs after seeing Jamie preform or doing something out of the ordinary. Instead, Dom would have a little fun and sit down in a way to let his flaccid cock strained against his shorts obvious to see JJ now that they were settled — deciding to count how many times he'd look down in a curious little act of voyeurism.
Dylan had always been the youngest one in the group of friends, the one eager to be included in things at all times so getting to hang out with Dominic and get high with him sounded like the most fun thing possible. He had turned up ready to spend the night, dressed in the most comfy casual outfit he owned, an almost comically oversized shirt and sweatpants which he knew he would be able to get the smell of any marijuana out before he left just because he didn’t want to walk home smelling like pot.
“Hey, not my fault the movie’s so hard to follow” Dylan exclaimed, trying to justify his inability to follow the film when really he’d just been alternating between texting his dad to let him know he’d made it, googling ‘pot side effects’ just in case and sorting photos in his photo albums. “Dude, what the… you’re a dick!” he exclaimed as he was held down, though he couldn’t help but chuckle a little as he was easily held against the couch with his face half pressed into the cool comfy seating with his phone just resting so close to his face. He looked back to Dominic and then to his phone, seeing that it was stopped on a screen showing the apps he had open… his texting app, his grindr app, his search for pot side effects and almost dead centre was a mirror selfie he’d taken the other day with his ass aimed right at the camera, cheeks parted and everything “...dude, i swear, not freaking fair!” he said, trying to struggle out of Dominic’s hold but not really able to move, turning red as he sat there “...fine, take the damn phone, It’s not like you haven’t seen it all before”
It was nice being the oldest, the biggest — ultimately, the best out of his friend group and Dominic was happy to treat everyone like little brothers and just egging them on until the end of time. So having Dylan over wasn't anything new, the young man was always so fun to rile up and Dom did so happily and without any sense of shame. Dominic definitely had his living room smelling like weed as though it was possible to hot spot an entire room, but Dominic was happy to attempt it knowing that they'd have a cleaner in the house during the weekend.
“ Uh-huh. ” The teasing was easy enough to do and the grappling was even easier as Dominic was happy to wrestle with Dylan as the man was easily pinned and Dominic used a finger to scroll through what he had been searching up. Text Messages. Typical. Grindr. Even more typical. Pot Side Effects? That gave him a little giggle as Dom saw the Photo Roll and a picture of Dylan's hole winking at the camera and his friend looking as eager as ever for a big cock to just slam itself right inside of him. “ Woah, what's this, Dyl? ” He asked, zooming in a little bit on the picture. “ Who you sending this to? Was Grayson lonely and wanted a little pick me up? ” Without skipping a beat, Dom brought his hand to his friend's ass and gave it a major whack hoping to give it a sting. “ If I remember correctly, you were always into a little spanking or was that some other twink back in New York… ” Oh well, Dylan would have to enjoy a little rough housing anyway, Dom wasn't trying to but this little back and forth had been turning him on.
even though dylan was four years younger than dom, the collective of men within his father's friend group had all had children around the same age. for the most part, dom had always been the oldest but that was neither here nor there now that they were all well into their adulthood. it's why he had invited over dylan to get a little high and watch some movies with him while the house had been quiet. the karosfky boy could even sleep over, if he wasn't too scared of being away from his daddies.
“ bro, you gotta watch the movie and stop asking so many damn questions. ” this is what happened when someone spent half the movie on their phone instead of paying attention. “ you got a hot date you keep on texting or what? lemme see. ” quick to jump over on the couch to where dylan was, it was easy to overwhelm the other with how fucking big dominic had been as he fought to hold dylan's phone still so he could see what the hell had him so interested that he kept interrupting his movie with questions. [ @dylankarofsky ]
Weirdest place you've ever jerked off?
I've never told anyone this before but I was dared to jerk off outside of my apartment in NYC so I got high as fuck, edged for a couple hours, and I just let all that nut juice fly into the streets.
Fuck, Marry, Kill. Sebastian, Kurt, Blaine
Putting my Dad in this is diabolical and Mr. Evans? That's Grey's Dad. wtf. No shame, i'd go fuck Kurt, Marry Blaine, Kill Sebastian. Love ya pops!
now, dominic wasn't actually mad at grayson for his little stint and wanting to kill him off. they were pretty good friends back in high school despite their two year age gap thanks to the sports they played. they fucked, sure, but at the end of the day it was pretty evident that they had egos that didn't quite align with being the right fit for one another. besides, dominic was a true bisexual menace and mostly only reverted to fucking dudes when he was back at home and it was slim pickings on women in the town.
so instead, dom would have to make do and invited gray over to their place when they'd have a good stint of time alone. holding a little bag in his hand, the man would shove it over to grayson with an evil smirk already lingering on the evening that he wanted to have. “ it's a maid costume — silk bra, sexy little thong and skirt. you gotta put it on. ” eyes eager to catch a flicker of a reaction on his friend's face. “ fair's fair, right? ” [ @thatevansboy ]
Fuck, Marry, Kill. James, Grayson, Dylan
Hmmm. I'd fuck Dylan. Marry James. Kill Grayson — little closer to even now.
Top 3 man-asses that you want to taste
Fuck, that's a good question. I love to eat ass — the bigger, the better and I love when they're a little hairy. If I had to choose I'd probably go Coach Finn, Dylan, and JJ's.
What can I do for you to forgive me? :c
the audacity you have in showing your stupid face here after cucking me and my big cock is craaaazy. 4 hours to do anything i want to you, grayson. seems fair to me. 😈
ASK ME NEXT, SLUTS.
Finn smirked at the other for a bit longer before the comment about their bodies. His brows raised, eyes unable to stop from scanning over Dominic's body. Before he knew it, Finn was thinking about just how big of a cock Dominic might have had.
When he felt the other's hand gripping at his bicep, Finn flexed it for the boy before feeling him flick one of his nipples. "Eh, he seemed just dumb enough to fall right back into your grasp if you go find him."
The older man grinned and moved passed Dominic, getting himself into the squat press. The man then went for it, dropping down. The way Finn's round ass filled out his shorts was so attention-grabbing because it was almost as if at any moment, his thick cheeks were going to rip right through hid shorts. And Finn knew it too. That's why these were his favorite shorts. The older man held firm on the bar, continuing to move, up and down, slowly, back arched beautifully as he did so.
" Probably. What I love about Lima men. Always so easy to rile ‘em up. " It wasn’t exactly meant to be slightly demeaning but he was his father's son after all. As quick as Dom was to try to snare Coach Finn, the man was slippery as he moved out of range and to the squat rack to put on his own little show. Fuck, JJ's Dad had a hot ass and moved weight like it was breathing. It was plump and all Dom could do was let Coach Finn bewitch him with the tiniest little fabric keeping nothing to the imagination. The young man was already horny as fuck, his own mind filled with filth as he stood up to fool height with his semi beginning to emerge through the shorts he had been wearing if anyone was observant enough to notice.
“ Lemme show you too. ” Dominic wasn't one to relent as he waited for the older man to set himself up properly and that's when he would strike by pushing their bodies together and finding Finn's slit and pressing his growing member against it so that the Coach could feel his cock swelling and hardening before he whispered into Coach Finn's ears. “ You want this big cock, Coach Finn? Lemme hear you ask like the good boy you are. ”
The comment "you're doing it wrong" caught Finn's attention. Ever the savior, the older man turned as he walked on the treadmill. When he saw Dominic Smythe, it became totally clear what was going on. Finn smiled and shook his head, then shut off the machine. Stepping down, he wrapped a towel around his neck and walked over to Dominic to watch the charade. "Man, you are just as ruthless as your father, aren't you?" Finn smirked, hands on his hips.
Clearly he had gotten the attention of both of them, Finn making eye contact with the the man in Dominic's grip. "You can go." He smirked confidently and watched as the guy walked away, leaving him alone with Dominic. Finn's eyes scanned over the other, head to toe, and then grinned. "Cuter though, that's for sure."
With just enough of a push, Dominic knew he would have this twink like putty in his hands until the sound of an all too familiar voice had been such a boner killer in this moment as he would mourn the hot sauna session he had been attempting to secure and turned around watching the hot piece of ass also disappear onto his next machine. “ Coach, that was fucked up. ” Dominic clicked his tongue as he looked over at the older man, knowing him at least from being friends with JJ. “ That's what us Smythe men are known for — wicked tongues and big cocks. ” A hand quick to slap his knuckles against Finn's shoulder.
“ I'm back for the Summer from Law School. Saw JJ the other day when I came in. You were out that night, I think. ” Lucky for him though, they had run in to each other at the gym. “ You're looking good, old man. Didn't think you had it in ya. ” Without any hesitation, Dominic would reach over and squeeze at Finn's biceps letting the other flex in his grip before moving over to flick his fingertip at the man's nipple. “ That's for scaring off the prey. Now i'm gonna have to go back on the prowl. ” Feigning annoyance, the hunt was most of the fun for Dom.
Honestly Cooper Anderson was torn between enjoying the attentions of a young buck and the fact that his form was being corrected by said young buck. He was a Hollywood actor, damn it- he'd been trained by the same dude who made Brad Pitt's abs absolute star quality. Cooper's hands held that squat rack tighter as Dominic's hands found his waist, which, considering the very thin and short running shorts Cooper was, might as well have been on his bare skin with how intense that touch suddenly felt. Despite his mental protests about the whole situation, Cooper did still follow those instructions, his hips even leaning back into the younger man's touch as he lowered himself in that squat to let Dominic feel just how good an ass Cooper Anderson had. Just like that he pressed back up out of the squat and placed the bar on the ground with a little sound of effort.
"You gotta learn to give a guy a minute or two before they assume they're doing it wrong." Cooper drawled over at the younger man as he brushed off his hands a little, turning on his spot to smirk over at the other. Cooper might have been older than most guys in the gym right now but he still had perfect cut abs, pecs, and broad shoulders. The body that made him a star was still firing on all cylinders after all and right now he was only wearing those thin white shorts that teased that greek god ass of his and that hefty bulge. "But- hey, I'll admit Smythe, that your advice helped." Might as well give the kid something, right? As he held up his hands a little in defeat before he dropped them to the sides.
The Smythe aura was unmatched and Dominic had to thank his Father for showing him the cocky arrogance and swagger it took to pull up to any encounter and feel like a true God that had the world in his hands — the delusion, unfortunately, was the key to success. Once he had put two and two together, Dom noticed that it was Mr. Cooper Anderson that was being corrected with a sculpted ass and decades over the young man who had no problem flirting with a man basically thirty years his senior. Somewhat of a big deal, Dom was surprised fate had placed the both of them at the gym at the same time. If this was kismet and divine intervention, Dominic wouldn't look a gift horse in the mouth. This old silver fox of a man had been enjoying himself, how couldn't he with his hands squeezing playfully and the ego boost.
A cocked head looked over the man who had decided to turn so that they were now facing one another. “ I'd love to say that I could, but old habits die hard. ” He couldn't help it and simply did not want to. Dominic would push even further with a step closer and their bodies dangerously close to one another as Dominic at 6'3" looked down with a quick brush of his hand against the fox's bulge. “ Oh. ” In a low tone, he rumbled playfully with the arrogance of youth on his side. “ You like when I tell you what to do, Mr. Anderson? ”