HardyCam #001: Me & My Best Friend Finally Fuck For Realz (Raw) - UKSlagz.xxx
In a universe where Tom Hardy isn't an actor. Just a lanky, cocky, privileged, artsy East Sheen lad with a face too pretty for his own good and a penchant for ruining his life for thrills and recording amateur porno for fun with his best friend (Y/N). Just pure cocky man-slut energy ykwim.
//No offence intended. Just pure unadulterated fictional entertainment. EVERYTHING IS FAKE!! Dividers by strangergraphics//
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Upload Date: 2004 October 21
Runtime: 43min 13sec
Category: amateur, friends to fuckers, east london slut trash, internal cumshot, best mate bang, raw creampie, tit biting, unscripted, first time on-cam, spit play, mattress fucking, hair pulling, bareback, authentic raw emotion, uncut cock, spitty deep throat
Description: right. so. um. hi. this is me n my best mate:)) she's a director n she said she needed real intimacy for her project thingy so we filmed our first sex tape on me mum's old cam.
im not a porn guy. im more into drawing n writing weird stuff but why not do this. ive got a decent cock (uncut. bit veiny. bit jumpy. pretty proud of it to be fair) n she said the energy was good.
anyway if youre into m8s shagging raw in one longform take with real moans, wet skin slapping, and filthy talking, have a watch!
hope u enjoy and shoutout to her for ridin me like a pro. she's got the fanny that changes lives.
more vids maybe if ppl like it?? or if she wants to make another 1. rate it if u like it and comment aswell. and lemme know if anyone needs drawings done lol
cheers :"**
t.h.
Writer's note: lmfaaooo guyyyyss whateverrrr!!! this photo i used showed in my pinterest board and initially im like "omg so porno thumbnail vibe" and i went on to write what it'd look like if it were in actuality ykkk bc im horny as fook and all that. and yh this is me working around writer's block 🫠
That's what so many people have been saying over the past few days, just like me, although unfortunately there have also been some negative comments 🤦🏻♀️
First: in 2026, criticising someone's physique... It's just ridiculous 😐 Freedom of expression is all well and good, but, there are limits ❗
Second: when are men going to understand that those of us who are attracted to men (or at least most of us) like a healthy body, strong and muscular like his, with the abdomen/abs a little bit defined or not, and not a body with hyper-defined abs because you're completely dehydrated, barely eating, overtraining, risking your health, and then unable to maintain it, as I've read about so many actors? Plenty of people would love to look like him and have a body as amazing as 𝗧𝗼𝗺's 🤭 His is my favourite 😉
And third: 𝗘𝗱𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝗧𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗮𝘀 𝗛𝗮𝗿𝗱𝘆 🤤 You are the sexiest man I have ever seen and ever will see 😍 I can't stop thinking about the new photos, how great you look, how gorgeous you are, and how much I like you and only you 💘 Like the song says: “I only like you, I don't care about anyone else” 🥰 I've fancied you since 2019, exactly as you are 💝 I liked you, I like you, and I always will 🫶🏻 I love you 🤍
And by the way, neither 𝗧𝗼𝗺 nor I care at all if you don't like his tattoos 😆 They're little pieces of his life on his skin, and whether you think they're beautiful or not is completely irrelevant to us 👌🏻 (Plus, having them makes him even hotter 🔥)
Anyway! There's been quite a stir about 𝗧𝗼𝗺's shirtless holiday photos! No wonder 😏
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¡ME ENCANTA SU CUERPO 🤩❤️🔥!
Así piensan como yo muchas personas que han ido comentando a lo largo de estos días, mientras que también, por desgracia, están habiendo malos comentarios 🤦🏻♀️
Primero: en pleno 2026 criticando el físico de alguien... Simplemente xd 😐 Se vale tener libertad de expresión, pero, hay límites ❗
Segundo: ¿cuándo van a entender los hombres que a las que/a los que nos gusta los hombres (o a la mayoría) nos gusta un cuerpo sano, tan fuerte y con tanto músculo como él, con un pelín marcado o no el abdomen/abdominales, y no un cuerpo donde se marcan y demasiado los cuadraditos porque estás totalmente deshidratado, apenas sin comer y matándote en el gimnasio, peligrando la salud, para luego apenas poder mantenerlo como he leído a muchos otros actores? Muchos ya quisieran estar como él y tener tremendo cuerpazo como 𝗧𝗼𝗺 🤭 El suyo es mi favorito 😉
Y tercero: 𝗘𝗱𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗱 𝗧𝗵𝗼𝗺𝗮𝘀 𝗛𝗮𝗿𝗱𝘆 🤤 Eres lo más sexy que he visto y veré en mi vida 😍 No puedo dejar de pensar en las fotos nuevas, lo bien que estás, lo guapísimo que eres, y lo mucho que me gustas tú y solo tú y nadie más que tú 💘 Como dice la canción: “es que me gustas tú nada más, no me importan los demás” 🥰 Llevo desde 2019 amándote, tal y como eres 💝 Me encantaste, me encantas y me encantarás demasiado, para siempre 🫶🏻 Te amo 🤍
Y por cierto, tanto a 𝗧𝗼𝗺 como a mí nos importa 0 que no os gusten sus tatuajes 😆 Son representaciones de trocitos de su vida en su piel y nos da igual si te parecen bonitos o no 👌🏻 (Además tenerlos lo hace todavia más sexy 🔥)
¡En fin! ¡Tremendo revuelo se está armando con las fotos de 𝗧𝗼𝗺 sin camiseta en vacaciones! No me extraña 😏
Hell yeah I'd body shame homie too if I'm an insecure slob who'd do anything but improve myself and hate myself at the same time for it and make sure everyone gets involved too 🤷♀️ because how dare Tom Hardy be a fit, handsome, and a sexy disciplined person in his 50's!! He should be fat, miserable, isolated, and ugly!!
I have this feral bodily reaction where I need to do ungodly things with him and, at the same time, get my arse in my workout gear and do my sets and keep my muscles lean and structured as fuck as I age and look fit n sexy as fuck.
In simple words, I really wanna fuck him and be as fit as he is!
Same anon and not me realising that I accidentally wrote 'fucs' instead of 'fics' and this just makes me go lmao. However I did send in the ask (hopefully u received it) which might be fully filled tons of spelling errors I guess. 😅 hope to hear from u soon.
Hello anon! Im publishing your requested fic l8r after w*rk. Apologies for the lack of updates. I was lowkey admitted to the ER and had to be good so I could get out and frolick back to my laptop and return to my happy place (this site).
Anyway here's a lil snippet of what I've been (constantly) polishing! Brb with the full thing l8rrr xx
Need more of your Tom Hardy fucs. But with × Oc (baby mama) 👶🏻 😩, I saw that the requests were open and couldn't help myself.
If you're up for the idea, I'd love to share what I was thinking !!!
I literally have piles of drafted fic of Tom Hardy and his characters I've been itching to publish. I just haven't gotten around to proofreading them n stuff 🥲
Buttt YES I WANNA WORK ON A T.H. x BABY MAMA OC CUZ I LUV DRAMA BAHAHAH so pls do share your idea/vision and let's work on it! Or you can just message me. Whichever works for youuuu!!
warnings/tags: dry humping?, ‘good girl’, spanking, daddy!kink, hair pulling, rough sex, unprotected piv, porn with NO plot
it had started off so innocent when you sat in harry’s lap, well more so sat on his leg.
all you had wanted was to cuddle, wrapping you arms around his neck and nuzzling your face into his chest. but as harry began bouncing his leg up and down, the mood changed.
harry knew what he was doing of course, he always knows exactly how to get you all worked up, how to unravel you until you’re a whining little mess in his arms.
and so you couldn’t help it when you began to roll you hips, grinding you clothed cunt down against his thigh. harry notices what you’re doing immediately and grabs your hips with his large hands, holding you down so you can’t move anymore.
“ah, ah, ah…did i say you could move, hey?” he shakes his head, looking down at you with that mocking stern look that makes you feel all dizzy.
“no…but-” you start, jutting out your bottom lip in a pout, but harry cuts you off.
“exactly, no i didn’t…so what do you say?” he raises an eyebrow, awaiting for you to say that word he longs to hear, that word that always has him rock hard and desperate for you.
“…sorry, daddy”
“mmm, good girl” he presses a kiss to your forehead and release your hips from his grasp, lying back on the sofa with his hands behind his head.
football plays on the tv, and harry pretends to watch it, but really what he’s focused on is you. waiting for you to start moving again, which he knows damn well you will, you can’t help yourself, not with him.
and it doesn’t take long at all for you start moving again, slower this time in the hopes that harry might not notice, but he does, of course he does.
a smirk flickers across his face, if only for a second as he thinks up a way of punishing you, there were just too many delicious options for him to choose from.
he decides on the classic spank, and you yelp as the blow lands on your ass cheek. when harry spanks you, he doesn’t mess around, there’s power behind it and it always leaves a mark.
“fuck!” you yell, heat blooms in the shape of his handprint.
“i wouldn’t have to punish you if you just behaved yourself, yeah, so again…what do you say?” he doesn’t even look away from the tv, trying to stay cool and nonchalant but really, his composure was wavering, he’d need to fuck you soon.
“s-sorry, daddy” you look down at his lap, the rigid outline of his thick cock straining against his jeans, you decide that you’re going to make it up to him.
with careful and slow fingers you undo the top button and pull down the zipper, reaching your hand below the waist band to palm him on top of his boxers.
“mmm, now you’re being a good girl” harry throws his head back, practically melting into the sofa under your touch.
spurred on by his approval, you free his aching cock from the confines of his underwear, holding it with both hands as you pump them up and down, very slowly–still slightly afraid you’ll be told off and end up with a matching hand print on your other ass cheek.
you let your saliva pool in your mouth before leaning over and letting it drip down his tip, coating his shaft so you could move your hands more easily.
harry groans as your spit runs down the length of him.
“fuck, you’re so sexy, babe” one of his hands finds its way to your waist, smoothing up and down the side of you until he reaches the swell of your breast.
he rolls your nipple between his fingers over the t-shirt of his that you’re wearing, and you let out a soft whimper as he pinches it lightly.
“such a good fuckin’ girl”
you increase the pace of your hands around his cock, twisting them just slightly, just how he likes it.
“right, that’s it” harry sits up suddenly, grabbing you by the waist and lifting you up effortlessly so you were now positioned above his dick. he pulls your panties to the side, too impatient to take them off, and guides your hips down until he’s lined up with your entrance.
you sink down onto him, the stretch burns in the best way, it always does.
and when he’s fully bottomed out inside of you, that’s when feral harry comes out.
he leans forwards and grabs a fistful of your hair in one hand, using the other to bounce you up and down on his cock, it’s rough and it’s hard, and every single time your pulled down onto him he’s hitting your cervix.
white flashes behind your eyes, the pain mixed with the pleasure is dizzying, intoxicating and delicious–harry always knows exactly how his baby likes it.
he pulls on your hair, forcing your head back, opening up your neck to him.
his lips attack the exposed, sensitive skin on your neck, sucking and biting all over, you can’t help but moan his name.
“f-fuck! harry!”
harry let’s go of your waist for just a second and another sharp blow lands on your ass, right on top of the last one, it hurts but only for a moment before he’s bouncing you again and you forget all about it.
“now, you know that’s not my name, babe” he growls in a low, husky tone, pulling your head back further.
“s-sorry, fuck! i’m sorry— d-daddy” you cry, the heat that had been building up low in your belly was threatening to snap, and all the pain mixed with the pleasure was proving too much.
“good girl, fuck! you take me so well, such a perfect little slut, yeah. fuckin’ made for this, made for my cock, bet you can’t wait to cum. are you gonna cum all over daddy’s cock, baby?” he groans against your neck, still sinking his teeth into your now red-raw skin.
“yes! god, yes! please! p-please can i cum on your dick, daddy?” you beg, eyes rolling back into your head as you try and hold your orgasm, there would be serious consequences if you came without his permission.
“yeah, you can cum, princess, shit!”
as soon as he says it you let go, that euphoric feeling washing over you immediately.
your walls clench around him, suffocating him and your release gushes out and down his length, coating his balls and definitely staining the fabric of the sofa. fuck it, daddy will just buy a new one.
harry’s own orgasm follows soon after, and he’s moaning your name through gritted teeth. he lets go of your hair so he can use both of his hands to move your hips, forcing you down on him as hard as he can over and over and over again as he rides out his high. using you as his little fuck toy, and you’re so fucked out, you don’t even care.
told you all i’d be back
anyways, so i NEED this…bad, harry is such a fucking daddy, even if he is a bit mean to his baby, you know he still loves her.
Sitting on Harry's lap and his leg starts bouncing?? Dry humping him?? Getting ass spanked?? Getting told to apologise to him like a good girl while he works me up? GRURKFKRJFKRKFKKRKRK– Bitch this is my buffet. Reading this activated all my neurons. Harry gimme your nut or whatevs 🙄
