HENRY CAVILL as GUS MARCH-PHILLIPS THE MINISTRY OF UNGENTLEMANLY WARFARE โง DIR. GUY RITCHIE
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HENRY CAVILL as GUS MARCH-PHILLIPS THE MINISTRY OF UNGENTLEMANLY WARFARE โง DIR. GUY RITCHIE
IN THE GREY 2026 โง Dir. Guy Ritchie
A. romantic. ( 29 ) (from Vincent)
[ MEME ] โ ACCEPTING. โ [ POSTED HERE ]
[textโvin]: come over.
Magnum was a man of few words. He wasn't much of a talker. It was his nature to be a quiet, reserved man. Some would even deem him as being grumpy. Negligent of others feelings. He had no friends to cater to, but he had a selection of muscular, well-endowed men on his mobile whenever the urge to get fucked came over him.
With that simple text message sent, he did a quick tidy up of his living room, clearing old worn socks and jockstraps, cum rags and empty pizza boxes. When it looked satisfactory enough for a casual romp with that giant man and his giant cock, he moved to discard his clothes in the entryway of his bathroom, leaving them in a pile and slipping into his shower. He was in need a quick freshen up after a long day of work, tending to all of the rescue animals, mainly dogs, with feeding, walking and providing medical care. He scrubbed down, fingers massaging into his scalp, face and facial hair. Next to follow was lathering up a washcloth to work his way through his muscle-cladden build, starting from his neck, down across shoulders and arms, heaving breasts, torso, hips, groin, buttocks, legs and feet.
In doing so, he heard the familiar screech of brakes of a vehicle. No doubt that it was Vincent, he continued to wash himself, figuring the man would wait in his living room. Preferably, naked, with that full erection laid across his hip like the behemoth that it was. He heard the creaking of the front door, the heavy footsteps, coming closer and closer until he saw the enormous figure through the fogged glass of the shower.
Magnum took no notice, didn't even greet him, nor bothered to offer a smile. Instead, he watched as the man moved to rid himself of his own clothes, opening the door ajar and stepping inside. Stepping back under the hot spray of water, he rinsed the suds from his body, hands passing along to continue washing. The taller, broader man stood behind him, hands found their way to Magnum's hips, setting him in place as he stepped forth, colliding that heavy build against his back. The natural arch of Magnum's back that flowed into the round, curved rump was a perfect slot against the man's front. The feeling of that familiar, flaccid meat against his lower back had him shuddering. As hands travelled upwards, gripping into Magnum's full and pronounced pecs, he rolled his hips back, eagerly rutting into that heavy manhood.
A hand upon the wall to settle himself, he worked his way into the man's groin. The rounded handful of each smooth globe jiggled from the slight roll of his hips. Although short lived, it was just enough to spurn his arousal. Turning on the spot, he makes no eye contact, doesn't speak. He leant in, mouth capturing the man's hard teat into his mouth. Below, his hand moved to latch onto the soft flesh at its base. Smooth, warm and delicate. As he suckled on the pert nub of Vincent's nipple, his hand began a slow pump, hand sliding from root to tip and back, wrist twisting to maximise effort and reaction. Within a few minutes, Magnum's mouth released its hard suction from the nipple, and he moved down, kneeling on the shower tiles. Eyes opening to look upon that growing shaft, dangling before him, all for him.
@swoledadenergyย asked: A. romantic. ( 29 ) (from Vincent)
Magnum was still fully dressed, from head to toe. The purple henley he wore clung to his broad and bulky physique, muscles stretching the fabric in all the right places. Navy blue combat pants clung to his lower half, defining the wicked and rounded shape of his ass and the swell of his erection, which had gone by completely neglected, with only a brief palming of his hand every now and then. He was down on one knee, with his foot set firmly on the ground, grounding himself in order to stabilise not only himself, but any recurring thrusts the younger man may have wanted to deliver.
When that blunt, fattened head plopped from his plump lips, Magnum finally opened his eyes. They were wet with fresh tears. Not out of pain or discomfort, but from the strain the man's cock was causing to his throat. He had lost track of how long he had gone at it. The only thing he knew was that he was content, he was happy to slurp, suck and enjoy the man's impressive shaft, for however long he could have it. The virility the man was showing was intoxicating, it only helped to spurn on his arousal and his hunger to dive back in, until Dean's cock was firmly lodged into the tight depths of his throat, housing every last inch until those lips were stretched around the base of his cock. Truly, Magnum was cockdrunk. When his head was grabbed to get his attention, he didn't divert his eyes away from the throbbing mast, drenched in more spit and pre-juice than it was needed. He didn't answer back, he never felt the need to talk; he was all business. Less talk, more action.
When the head neared his mouth again, Magnum spread his lips out, with tongue rolling out to greet it, like it was the shafts' very own red carpet. At the initial push, the rugged man gargled and gagged, but didn't attempt to pull away from the onslaught of the firm, smooth balls colliding against the soft dark hairs on his chin. One thing about Magnum was that, he never needed direction. Despite the grip on his hair, he purposefully and willingly sank his head, hard and deep. A hand was braced around one of the muscular thighs, while the other was at the hip, locking the man in place in the middle of Magnums' living room so he would not try to step away.
His thick neckline bulged obscenely, full of the man's pretty cock. The taste was so divine. The heat and the weight of it as it bore into his throat with reckless abandon. Magnum couldn't have asked for a better cock candidate to slurp on, which he did, loudly and carelessly. Minutes passed by, the thick slobber of saliva and pre ran from his mouth in droves, bubbling and frothing across his mouth and chin, to then drip down onto the clothed, rounded pecs. Magnum forced his head away with another loud pop of his lips, letting that meat hang down before him. He only took one lasting look at his prize, before he went on to tug his shirt off, peeling it in a way that when it was pulled past his chest, his drooping breasts would bounce. With the shirt thrown away, hands returned. One at the thigh, the other curling into the base of the throbbing beast. When he returned to it, he only took the head into his mouth, suckling at the round, plentiful surface area with swirls and flickers of his tongue, lapping all of that pre-cum that seeped from the slit in a constant flow, the only approval Magnum needed to know that Dean was aroused and enjoying his work.
CONTINUED FROM HERE
I'd appreciate some, por favor.
HENRY CAVILLย Muscletech Physiotherapy/Physical Therapyย
โพ raunchy action prompts.
back again with more usfw prompts. mature audiences only; do not interact if you are a minor. add +reverse to reverse the roles. combine prompts by sending multiple at once. only use these prompts to portray consensual scenarios.
[01.] sender bends receiver over a desk and fucks them from behind.
[02.] sender presses receiver against a window and takes them from behind.
[03.] sender lifts receiver onto the kitchen counter and spreads their legs.
[04.] sender pulls receiver onto their lap in the backseat of a car, fogging up the windows.
[05.] sender fucks receiver against a wall, holding a leg up to support them.
[06.] sender and receiver have sex in a tent while camping, trying to stay quiet.
[07.] sender holds receiver steady against shower tiles, fucking them while hot water streams down their bodies.
[08.] sender pulls receiver into a mating press, folding them in half.
[09.] sender sits back and has receiver ride them reverse cowgirl.
[10.] sender pins receiver against a wall and fucks them in standing doggy position.
[11.] sender fucks receiver with their ankles on sender's shoulders.
[12.] sender and receiver have desperate sex in an expensive hotel room.
[13.] sender holds receiver tight as they bend them over a balcony late at night.
[14.] sender pushes receiver's face into the pillow while pounding them from behind.
[15.] sender fucks receiver with one arm wrapped around their neck in a loose headlock.
[16.] sender slaps receiver in the face.
[17.] sender holds both of receiver's wrists in one hand.
[18.] sender grips receiver's jaw and forces them to maintain eye contact.
[19.] sender hooks their fingers into receiver's mouth, forcing it open wider.
[20.] sender writes their name on receiver's skin with marker.
[21.] sender fucks receiver's throat until spit runs down their chin.
[22.] sender uses their fingers to muffle receiver's moans.
[23.] sender makes receiver count every thrust out loud.
[24.] sender forces receiver to thank them after every thrust/slap/hit.
[25.] sender holds receiver's jaw and makes them repeat "i'm yours" while buried inside of them.
[26.] sender leaves bruises on receiver's thighs from their tight grip.
[27.] sender manhandles receiver into a new position.
[28.] sender makes receiver grind against their shoe/boot.
[29.] sender keeps receiver on their knees with a boot between their thighs.
[30.] sender pulls receiver into the laundry room at a house party, barely drowned out by the blaring music.
[31.] sender fucks receiver in the club/bar bathroom, listening for footsteps just outside the door.
[32.] sender makes receiver watch themselves in the mirror while being fucked.
[33.] sender holds receiver's head back by the hair and lets a string of spit fall into their mouth.
[34.] sender grips receiver's hips and guides them to ride their thigh.
[35.] sender releases and reapplies pressure around receiver's neck as they edge closer to climax.
[36.] sender spanks receiver for their disobedience.
[37.] sender and receiver have aggressive hate sex.
[38.] sender accidentally says "i love you" during sex.
[39.] sender, fully clothed, fucks a naked receiver.
[40.] sender rips receiver's clothes while feverishly trying to undress them.
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Marcus steps out of the M4, but he doesn't exactly match the car's aesthetic. The sleek chassis suggests somebody polished and clinical should emerge from behind the wheel. Some tailored-suit wearing CEO planting expensive Oxfords onto the gravel with practiced precision. Instead, heavy black Timberlands hit first with a dull crunch.
Grey sweats, grey half-zipped hoodie, and a black skully. Burly, intimidating stature, full beard and lips, dusting of chest hair peeking out from the V of the unzipped part of the hoodie. His sweats shift with every step, the heavy outline beneath them wagging obscenely. Gold glints briefly at his wrist when he pushes the door closed behind him, the movement pulling the hoodie tighter across his chest before it loosens again as he crosses the distance between them.
Unabashedly letting his eyes scan Magnum's frame, lingering on the way his pants grip his legs, tree trunk thick. His favorite. โSo this is what had me driving across town before sunrise.โ His voice is deep enough to be felt more than heard in the quiet morning air. He stops close, close enough for the scent of his cologne and cold air to mix between them. โWorth it already.โ
Inside of his work truck, there were an assortment of things packed up inside, the interior having been converted for long road trips, as well as for his job. At the end was a double bed. It was unmade, but looked perfectly cosy, with its white linen sheets and thick, crunchy comforter and pillows. In other areas, there was hooks on plywood walls, housing several types of paraphernalia; dog leashes, collars, muzzles, medical kits, harnesses and dog catching pole: all of which were neatly hung up. Despite his overall nature of being a quiet, reserved man, often being seen as arrogant and dishevelled at times, he was a very neat, clean man, with excellent organisational skills. Saving animals was his second passion; big, floppy cocks were his first.
Magnum said nothing, merely watched and inspected the man as he walked towards him, noting the lump in the man's sweats as he strode his way. Now, inside of the van, with the door closed and the promise of privacy, he closed some of the distance between them and rested his hand upon the large swell before him, cupping it firmly to inspect its weight, the size and shape of it. During, he makes no eye contact, doesn't utter a single word. But, it was a short-lived ceremony, with Magnum only supplying a few strokes through the fabric in the formation from where the man's length hung down. He didn't wait for permission or a command. He sank down onto both knees, his fat, rounded and pert ass rested on the heel of his feet, tongue darting out to wet his lips in anticipation and hunger. Hands find their perch on the exterior of the man's thighs, pulling at the material until little by little, inch by inch, his sharp-set eyes watch as the man's incredible endowment is shown to him. It was unlike any of the pictures he had seen, and he knew this was only the beginning. Hands depart, leaving the sweats somewhere along mid-thigh.
Leaning in, his face cradles the space between the length and the firm, full set of balls. With deep, audible inhale through his nose, he catches the man's overpowering scent. A sweet, masculine musk, the scent of a true man, with that delicious aroma of a powerful and dangerous dick that hung before him. As his face nestled in, letting out a happy groan or two, his groomed and dense facial hair tickled along the smooth, taut skin. Craning his head, he feels the sheer weight of the flaccid length resting alongside his face. It was only then that he wondered what Marcus' true potential was. There was only way to truly find out.
Magnum's tongue sought out the base of the thick base, mouth opening to tunnel the length, tongue soaking into the warm meat as he leisurely lathered the underside from root to tip. Once there, he spread his lips just far enough to accommodate that blunt, engorged head into his mouth. Lips close around it fully, letting the warmth and the wet cavern soak it through. Tongue swirling and coiling around it, flickering at the glans. The taste, the weight and texture has his mouth flooding with saliva, drooling as his eyes close over, sinking into the rhythm of suckling at nothing but at that blunt, impressive cockhead, only for the meantime and for his own, selfish needs.
Nostrils flare, and Argis fights the urge to quip at the man and let out a quiet 'good boy'. In any other situation, he would've spoken more, quipped more, teased more. But this? It was quick and dirty. Efficient. He couldn't blame the manโ If anything, he could've praised him. He was quite aware of the size of his shaft and it was being masterfully engulfed by the other. Inch by inch, he watched the flesh disappear into the other's lips. Just the level of skill he was displaying was arousing enough to the Nurseโ Hell, had he been cockier, he would've said something dirty about this being his reward for being such a good cocksucker.
Tension. He felt it build up. Argis spread his legs only slightly to adjust the height of his hips only a few milimeters, everything to line up perfectly with the man's lips. His fingers curled, almost as if to grab fistfuls of whatever he could of his dark hair and thenโ that's when the blond really picked up the thrusting. Sweat continued to drip down from his abs down to his hips, some from the tip of his nose. It was a struggle not to break out in moaning from the pleasure. For a moment, he just let goโ forgot about his inhibitions and pistoned himself in and out of the warmth and tightness, just until his entire body tensed one last time.
Argis' right hand went to grip the edge of the truck roughly. The strength of his climax washed over his entire body, hips thrusting erratically into the man's throat. Twoโ three times he thrusted and paused, quite literally shooting his seed into the other's openness. Months of pent up orgasms and arousal erupted into an even larger load, testicles tensing upwards from the effort. Hell, even his knuckles went white from how hard he grabbed at the door frame. The nurse continued to move his fat pole into the other's mouth, fucking his skull with abandon, growling in a low, primal manner in an effort not to moan too loudly and get them caught.
Truth be told, this was perhaps the most aroused and hungry Magnum had been for cock for some time. A true size-queen, through and through. He lavished the sensation of the stranger's cock digging into the back of his throat, the warmth and the wet balls slapping against his bearded chin, the taste and weight of it on his tongue. It all combined together to bring about his erection. Still, he did not dare to provide himself with any relief. This was not about that; this was nothing more than his willing nature and desire to have the most delicious, thickest cocks stretching his pretty, plump lips out; to use him how they wanted, so long as their throbbing shafts were involved, he did not care for anything else. No need for vocal admissions of gratitude, just moans, growls and whimpers. The man before him, with rippling muscles, glistening with a thin sheen of sweat, was a remarkable candidate. Now only was he heavily endowed, he knew just how to roll those hips in a way that had Magnum melting, his body relaxing to adjust to the rapid, intense thrusts. He willingly took it without complaints, only gagging from time to time at the erratic tempo as he neared his end. He didn't eject himself away when it had been over a minute since he last took a lung full of air. Tears of strain flowed from his eyes, his neck continuously inflating and deflating with the presence of the man's superior cock sliding back and forth.
This is exactly what Magnum wanted. No, needed.
The wet slick of his cock fucked deep into that gullet, slobbering freely without care, choking, gagging and letting deep, guttural moans to pass from his lips at any given chance; the most noise he had made for the past half hour since greeting the man and ushering him into his truck. Just as hips began to falter, with the arrival of his climax, Magnum braced his hands to the lines of his hips and pushed on, corkscrewing his mouth onto that beefed, drenched pole. Truly, Magnum fell into a stupor, with eyes shut and hollowed cheeks when he first began to taste the hot spray of the man's climax. It erupted from the tip with a heavy flow, filling his mouth within seconds. Magnum, ever the salacious, swallowed it with grace. When the man's hips finally halted their assault, he returned his mouth to the pink, engorged head and opened his mouth, tongue hanging out whilst his hand stroked that thickened piece of cockmeat, milking every drop the man had to offer him. He was shocked, and pleasantly surprised, at just how much this stranger had to offer. That rich, thick cream deposit had Magnum gulping it down several times. As it neared its end, he swallowed the last remnants of it and sank his head, driving the throbbing mast into his throat, again and again and again, making sure he extracted every drop of his nut. At his own leisure, his plump lips popped off from the tip, releasing the shaft and watched as it collapsed down to the man's stomach. Magnum wasn't done however, he leaned down, suckling at the remnants of pre-cum and spit, the mess he had created, swiping it from those full, smooth balls. Across the groin area, down between the gap between his cock and thigh, a few licks even at his perineum.
Once pleased with the clean-up, he took the man's cock into his hand again, applying it with a few strokes, leaning forth to suckle at the head once more, swirling his tongue around it to remember its shape and texture one last time, before releasing it altogether and moving away to sit beside him, his hand moving across to the glove compartment to retrieve a bottle of lubricant. When he spoke, his voice was much deeper, raspier... as if his cock had done some damage to his vocal chords and altered his natural voice, even when he was barely one to speak. "Want to fuck me?" He didn't make eye contact. The only thing he focused on was that tremendous length the man possessed. He licked at his lips, hungrily. His left hand taking grip of his throbbing, neglected cock to apply some measured pumps at it to alleviate how rigid and heavy it felt.