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intro post <3
you can call me angel!
transmasc (he/they), queer (t4t), 22
all scenarios depicted here are fictional, for adults, by an adult. minors do not interact.
asks are welcome! i love to chat and make friends!!!! please keep in mind i am taken and not interested in sexting. if you’re weird, i’m not shy with the block button.
Spread your legs and show me that chubby little cunt, baby sis. Show me what you're begging me to bury my big brother cock in you. Tell me how desperate you are for it. Show me how that cunt glistens.
So I know you really want it when I'm slapping your dumb little face and treating you like your big brother's favorite fleshlight instead of a person.
thinking real heavy about making my sub hold their pee all day until i get them alone and force them to let go in a nice pair of tights jeans. y eah
counterpoint. i also want to be teased and touched and forced to hold it until i can’t anymore.
love reducing him to this btw
intox × hypno × somno × whatever tf else it is when someone's trying to speak but their words are all soft and slurred and they're trying to say something but everything's all happy and fuzzy and they feel so good they can't be bothered to try to speak any clearer and eventually it just turns into sweet mumbles and little groans because there's nothing else in their empty little head
wanna put on big combat boots and pace, making them thud loudly against the floor, then press it into my poor pups bladder. maybe make them piss themselves just for the hell of it
computa make them think of me every time they cum
What if someone with high alcohol tolerance challenged me to a drinking contest and then fucked me crazy style when I inevitably got wasted before them
oh no,,, my smoking weed kink,,, its making me smoke weed and get horny,,, who could have forseen this
currently fantasizing about my big brother being nice for once and inviting me into his room to drink while mom and dad are away for the weekend. cheap, shitty vodka he stole, almost certainly, the smell making my nose wrinkle (which he won’t miss an opportunity to make fun of me for). he was even nice enough to get me my own bottle! mine is a little more foggy than his, but he insists it’s nothing and to quit bitching about it.
weirdly, i thought i could hold my liquor pretty well, but it’s making me so much dizzier than usual. i can’t even hold my controller properly while we’re playing video games on his bedroom tv, it’s getting harder to talk and my limbs feel heavier by the second. “such a lightweight,” he teases, his hand snaking up from my knee to my upper thigh, slowly inching his fingers towards my panties, “maybe you should slow down. take it easy, kiddo.”
it’s a blur from there, and i’m nearly certain i’ve passed out and had a nightmare. small glimpses of my brother hovering over me, face flushed and desperate as he pounds his cock into my poor unprepared hole. i’m unable to move, not quite awake, not quite asleep. a nightmare, i’m sure of it, even if deep down it makes my stomach flutter and my heartbeat pulsate through every vein in my body.
his hand on my throat, then grabbing my mouth and smacking me around, squeezing my tits, grabbing anywhere he damn well pleases while i can’t fight back.
by the time the nightmare is over and i’ve woken up, my hands are tied to his headboard, underwear soaked in a mixture of our cum, and the illusion is shattered. before i can cry, the bottle is quickly pushed up to my lips, while he shushes me and pets my hair. “you’re doing such a good job, kid,” he coos, watching my eyes dart around the room in panic, “just be quiet and hold still for me, hm? you wouldn’t want to get your big bro in trouble, would you?”
i wanna be my bfs big brother so bad. i wanna hear him whimper how badly he wants me, even if he knows it’s wrong. i wanna know how much he thinks about taking my dick, except he’s flustered and full of guilt over it. i wanna pull the condom off and pump him full of cum as he begs me not to, just so i can tell him its fine because we’re blood <3
