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Hey, I'm Jay. I repost pictures from Instagram and write gay smut. I'll be low activity and fairly selective. Important links are below... (for those that are 18+ only)
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free use / for tops / muse can be switched.
It had been a few weeks since the pair had agreed between them about their surprisingly shared desire for playing with free use. It had started off slow, broken up with their normal sex life. Finn had liked it perhaps more than he thought he would, the idea of being used whenever the other felt like it turned Finn on a lot. His sex drive was often high and random sex was a big tick for him.
Often now, he'd wander around the house in little more than underwear, just to make it easier. Right now he only had a black vest on and a air of loose hanging briefs.
He'd woken up in a mood to make something. He'd never been the best cook, but he knew how to bake pretty well. He was stood out in the kitchen with an array of cupcakes around him. Some still in the oven, some cooling, and some ready to ice. He was just staring at the mixer slowly mixing the icing he'd made when he felt the other behind him.
Representing clients seemed to be an uphill battle for George. Never before had his case load been this terrible. He was overworked and underpaid with little hopes of that changing. Luckily, he found a convenient stress reliever. Finn was now offering himself any time that he desired. It was a nice arrangement and spiced up their sex life exponentially. Like when Finn was in the middle of baking. He didn't need to wait on the other man to finish. George simply had to press his nude body against him. "Bend over the counter. I want to give you some off my own icing." One hand slid down the black vest before he found the loose underwear. With one push, it was down far enough to expose the other man. "What are you baking? My birthday isn't until next week." He was eager to see what exactly Finn had planned for the special occasion.
Scenario: Your muse asked Arnold about something. He originally seemed hesitant but has grown more open to it. Can be wholesome or something nsfw - your choice.
"I've been thinking about what you said. Usually, I don't do this kind of thing." Arnold reached for the man's hand, giving it an affectionate squeeze. "But, honestly, I haven't bee able to stop thinking about you. So, yeah, sure. We can give it a try."
Aleksey took the other man by the hand and wove their fingers together. The solemn face he'd kept throughout the day finally turned into a smile. "You mean it?" Then he pulled the hand up to his lips and pressed a kiss against the backside. His heart felt so full in that moment. Making this thing between them official meant the world to Alek. "I guess that means we should celebrate. Dinner at your favorite spot, maybe?"
open to m. remi nohl, early twenties, nepobaby
"Get your fat cock out of my face I'm trying to sleep." - Remi murmured as he reached for the other cushion in his bed, tossing it to the person standing beside his bed. It was hard to keep himself from laughing, the two of them always messing around with each other like that. The blonde was sprawled out on the bed in his boxers, a little tipsy and content from their night out. "You didn't bring anyone home to pester? Shit you're streak's ended."
The pillow was swatted away with relative ease. Han pulled his shorts back up and smiled to himself. Messing with Remi was easiest when the other man was attempting to sleep. "What makes you say that?" He hesitates for a moment before shoving the shorts down entirely. A moment later he's pulling off his sweatshirt and tossing it to the side. In only his underwear, he slides into bed right alongside Remi. It only takes a few seconds for him to press their bodies together, with one hand gripping his friend's dick.
Scenario: Your muse offered themselves to Ed in exchange for power. Now they're trying to skip out on him.
"A deal's a deal." Edward watched with muted amusement as his partner tried every escape route, only to be transported back into Edward's chambers. "Your soul for the power to save your realm. Those were the terms." He tsked, "I already fulfilled my end of the bargain; there's no take backs."
Those were the terms they agreed upon, yes. Vincent just assumed that there would be some leeway. He wasn't really going to spend the remainder of his life inside this room, was he? That didn't seem to be fair considering what he'd done for humanity. "Does this deal include time out for errands and appointments?" Vincent asked with a slightly mocking tone. What was he supposed to do here with Ed for the next few decades?
plot: Rory is Y/M security escort to an important event and posing as his date.
open: to all.
Rory spent a few more minutes preening and admiring himself in the mirror, looking at himself from different angles as he admired himself. "Fuck I have great hair. You're so lucky I'm on your arm for this event." One last hand pushed through those soft plush strands as he sighed and walked back into the hotel room looking at his mission. Security and extraction if necessary for his 'date'.
This was normal fare for Rory though normally he was stealing things instead of protecting people it wasn't unheard of. His ability made him a very versatile fighter and if it got desperate and he was forced to it was effective at harming others.
"So anyone I should be jealous of this evening or are you eyes glued to me alone hm?"
Jericho had spent the past twenty minutes getting his hair to look perfect. Even after becoming a billionaire, he didn't like others touching his hair. Part of him wondered if Rory felt the same. Those blonde strands were impossibly beautiful. It framed Rory's cheek bones perfectly and drew Jericho's gaze. "Safe to say that they'll be glued to you." The words rolled off his tongue before he had time to consider the ramifications. Jericho was paying the boy handsomely tonight. This was only a job to Rory.
Once he received a text from his driver, he motioned toward the elevator. They were already running late. Luckily, the event wouldn't truly begin until he arrived. Jericho was the guest of honor. His tech company was now one of the largest military contractors in the world. He had many, many people who wished to see him dead. That's why he needed someone like Rory to run interference if it came down to that.
"Is there anything more you need that'll make tonight go smoothly?"
open to: all. feat. STEVIE HARDESTY, final boy.
"that was definitely just the sound of the wind. nope, no way it could be anything else." was stevie trying to convince them or himself? it didn't matter either way to him. their weekend in the woods had been meticulously planned, down to the rose petals that he'd strewn across the creaky old bed when he'd stopped by during the week... he'd even gotten rid of that funny book he'd found in the kitchen after reading a few of the passages out loud. there was no way he was going to let anything go wrong. "besides, you've got nothing to worry about with me here." puffing out his chest, he made a valiant attempt to flex his little biceps through his tee. "i'll keep you safe."
hugo was a man that towered over most. in recent years, he also put on a fair amount of muscle to compliment his height. subconsciously, he'd been preparing himself to take on the role of 'protector' for stevie. after everything the man had been through, hugo felt compelled to make him feel safe. it didn't make sense that he was still scared of sounds outside the cabin. "no offense... those aren't helping us." hugo relaxed while reaching a hand out. his fingers grazed against the smaller biceps and brought a smile to his face hugo was a big teddy bear at heart with no desire to harm others. it would be nice to never find himself in a situation like the one that stevie lived through years ago. "you could... let me protect you?" hugo suggested while flexing one of his own biceps.
open starter! open to: males, nb, transmales, etc. plot: Fawkes and his friends are stuck on Y/M's village, city, castle, etc. The people in there think Fawkes and the others are not a good influence due to a misunderstanding with a demon. But Y/M is curious and can't avoid following them around, especially Fawkes.
Fawkes had taken off the last piece of cloth before stretching his arms up in the air, enjoying the sun in his naked skin.
By the riverbank, the day promised to be a good one. Warm sun, calm in the outskirts. Hopefully not much trouble. Unless... "You do know I know you are there, right?" He didn't look back, in fact, he didn't need to. There was only one person that would try to hide in such a situation. Fawkes turned a bit, a hand over his crotch. Balthus had warned him that in this town, they were a bunch of prudes. Better safe than sorry, considering every problem they already had.
"Did you come for a swim too? Or you're keeping an eye to make sure I stay out of trouble?" By then, Fawkes had given a couple steps back, feeling the cold water running between his fingers. But he had also turned around completely, almost exposing all of himself, except his crotch, hidden by his hand.
There was far too much they didn't know about these strangers. The group was able to roam around the town with ease. Paval had a bad feeling about the group, specifically the one that appeared to be the leader. He felt compelled to follow them out to the riverbank. Rather than feel relieved to see the man simply bathing himself, that sick feeling seemed to worsen. Sweat ran down his back as he watched the man's nude body move further into the water. He might have gazed longer had the man not noticed.
Paval swore under his breath and glanced away from the man's body. He could feel some tightness around his cod piece as he attempted to fade out of view. When that didn't seem to work, he cleared his throat. His dark complexion barely hid the blush on his cheeks. There was no need to respond. He should've left. Instead, he stepped out from behind his poor hiding spot. "I was... ensuring that the town was safe. I do not know you or your friends." His grip tightened on his sword as he remained facing away.
closed starter | josh & byron | @swoledadenergy
"Come on, By. It's me. You're staying here tonight." This argument was pointless. The hotel room they were forced to share was a decent size. Two men could easily sleep in the bed without fighting for the blanket. Josh also found himself wanting to see more of Byron. The man was fantastic at his job and never seemed to let loose. Did he even date? Josh had his doubts. He contemplated hiring someone to look into the man's sex life. Something stopped him, though. Maybe he did like Byron to be more mysterious.
closed starter | liam & daffy | @biforcerangers
Liam glanced down at the delicious baked good he already took a massive bite out of. Daffy left them out to sample, hadn't he? Liam hadn't thought that far ahead when noticing his favorite cheat food. "Shit, Daffy. I'm really sorry. I didn't know this was a special order. I'll pay for everything." Liam, the man with more money than he knew what to do with, was ready to empty his accounts to make that frown turn upside down on Daffy's face. The gorgeous hunk should never frown. "Just tell me a price, dude."
scene: your muse and luke have hiked all the way up to luke's fire lookout cabin for the season. open to: all! t*boo welcome.
"Need help with that bag? I told you to pack light." Luke, huffed, shifting his own bag on his back. His skin was dewy with sweat, but his cheeks were red and his eyes were alight with excitement. He always preferred being out at the cabin rather than the station. When not out in the nature of the national park, he got restless and cranky. But he was still apprehensive. This was the first time he'd have a guest there for the season, torn between wanting to make it memorable, and mourning his own peace and quiet.
Oliver was probably the best person that Luke could've taken on this trip. He didn't have a traditional job and had plenty of free time to travel around the country. That included trips into the wilderness just like this one. "Looks like you could use some help, big guy." Oliver grinned at his step-father and patted the man on his sweat-soaked shoulder. He worked himself harder after that to get up the hill faster than the ranger. Nothing was better to him than showing the new man in his life that he was the best there was.
@ragtagrunaways | tristan & declan | continued from here
To be fair, it was difficult to focus when someone so cute was seated directly beside him. Tristan's gaze slowly drifted to those perfect lips over the course of an hour. He licked his own in preparation. He'd never even kissed a boy before today. Something about Declan was different from other boys he'd known, though. Tristan wanted him.
Tristan might've pulled off sooner if it hadn't been for the hand on his neck. The kiss lingered and he found himself savoring the taste of the other boy, even in their current setting. When they finally broke apart he was mortified. "Can't it be both?" Tristan deflected as he sported fast-reddening cheeks. "You just... you're really smart."
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"I already told you," Richard chastised without even looking up from the stack of term papers he was grading. "Office hours ended ten minutes ago." He'd been at it ever since his classes ended for the day. But, against his better nature, he couldn't turn away someone who needed his help. "You have until I'm done with this stack, that alright?" He compromised, looking up once to offer the other man a tired smile.
The man was reserved and dry, with a wit like no other. It was why Hugo trusted him with details of his personal life. Richard seemed irritated and exhausted, so he'd be sure to make this quick. "We... discussed this a week or so back. I told you about a date I had on the books." Hugo then settled into one of their chairs opposite from Richard. He was about to spill every last detail. "I was hoping to get some additional advice."
closed Starter | dorian & ryan | @thrcbbing
Slowly, he began to back away as a light came through the door to his stall. Did they actually find him in this random farm miles away from the last town? He'd barely slept that night with the sounds of the animals reacting to his presence. He was on edge and barely holding onto consciousness due to the bullet holes left behind by his pursuers.
Dorian only relaxed slightly when he realized that the boy aiming a light at his face wasn't one of them. Those green eyes were scared, but also curious. "Help me," Dorian choked out. His voice was hoarse after a shift. Yet, he had to try and provide an explanation. "They tried to kill me. I had to get away." His eyes didn't move from them.
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