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Fabien Sassier ALWAYS gets reblogged! 💙🤍❤️
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Every night you dream that you talk to a genie, when you wake up you can't remember what you wished for. One morning you wake up with a giant crab pincer replacing your right arm. What do you do?
I would get it cut off and replaced with a robotic arm
And then i could boil up the crab arm and eat it yummmmmm
The sound of a running shower awoke Mark. He knew it had to be late morning by the amount of sun blinding his eyes. He felt a bit hungover. Mark sat up and looked at his cock. He thought of all the pussy it had seen over the years. Fuck, he couldn’t begin to count all the bitches he’d banged with his big dick. But had it actually happened last night? Had he really fucked a dude?
There had been a wedding. A buddy from college tying the knot. Mark loved weddings. They always made him horny. Plus, it was easy as hell to score pussy at weddings. A slutty bridesmaid. Or better yet, a depressed bitch who doesn’t think she’ll ever land a man and needs a cock in her snatch to validate her desirability. Always an easy lay.
But something was off last night. Maybe it was his mojo. Or maybe it was that, at twenty-eight years old, Mark’s demographic had begun to change. Most of the bitches there last night were already married, or engaged, or had steady boyfriends. Where were the single sluts looking to hookup with any guy who has a dick?
Thus, Mark found himself standing alone at the end of the night, throwing rose petals at the bride and groom as they charged through a shower of petals to a limo awaiting them. Mark hated the groom in that moment, for at least his cock was sure to get wet that night.
Unable to face the lonely drive home just yet, Mark went back inside for one more drink at the bar. There was just one other guy sitting there, nursing a beer. Philip, a cousin of the bride. They had been introduced earlier. “I take it you didn’t score any pussy either?” Mark commiserated with Philip as he sidled up next to him and signaled the bartender to bring him a beer. Philip took a long sip of his beer before replying, “No … I’m actually looking for cock.”
Mark was taken aback. “Sorry,” he stammered, “I didn’t know that you’re …” Mark’s voice trailed off, unable to say the word. “Gay,” Philip inserted. “Yeah, and I’m horny as fuck for some dick. I don’t suppose you might be game to come back to my place and fuck me?” Philip was usually not this brazen but, like Mark, weddings made him a bit desperate to get laid.
Mark shook his head, instinctively refusing the offer to stick his dick up this bold faggot’s ass. Yet Philip was undeterred. “You sure?” he asked, trying not to sound overly desperate. “I’ve been told my pussy is super tight.” Pussy. That word. That trigger word. Mark’s cock was instantly rock hard.
A cataclysmic debate suddenly occurred within Mark’s mind, all in the span of seconds. On one hand, Mark could go home and jack off to some phone porn. On the other, he could follow this faggot home and get his big dick in a warm, wet hole. Mark downed the remainder of his beer in one gulp and slammed the bottle down on the bar, saying to Philip, “Let’s fucking do this.”
Thirty minutes later, they were on Philip’s bed. Mark was flat on his back with his arms tucked behind his head while Philip rode him like a cowboy. Fuck, his hole was tight. And, unlike pussy, it stayed tight as Philip bounced up and down on Mark’s big cock. Mark loved this position, but found bitches could rarely do it any justice. They often tired of “having to do all the work.” Not so with Mark. Propped on his muscular legs, he was literally milking Mark’s cock with his talented hole.
Mark wanted to last longer. He really did. But Philip’s ass was so fucking intense. “I’m gonna cum, dude,” Mark warned urgently as he felt the cum rising in his shaft. Philip started bucking even harder on Mark’s big cock as he yelled out, “Fuck, yeah. Fucking cum in my pussy, man.” Pussy. That word again. Fuck. Mark’s cock instantly shot his load all up inside Phillip’s tight hole. Philip slowed his speed as he moaned, “Fuck, man. Your warm cum feels so good inside me.”
Philip then popped off Mark’s cock and licked it clean. Never had a bitch done that for him. It was so fucking intense that Mark’s post-coital, sensitive cock could barely stand it. Philip then collapsed on the bed next to Mark, whispering, “Fuck you’ve got a hot cock.” At that point, the alcohol and serotonin coursing through Mark’s veins took over, and Mark fell asleep.
Mark’s brain was still a bit fuzzy when he awoke the next morning. Fucking Philip seemed like a dream. A very hot dream. Suddenly, a new world of possibilities had opened to Mark. A world beyond just pussy. He stared down at his hardening cock, wondering if it would find its way into a dude’s ass again. Mark didn’t have to wonder for long.
Philip emerged from the bathroom, freshly showered with a flimsy towel around his waist. “I see you’re awake,” Philip greeted. “And I see you’re hard again. Good. Because I’d like you to fuck my ass doggy this time.” Ass. That word. Mark felt his cock getting even harder. Could it be Mark had a new trigger word? Ass. Philip dropped his towel, climbed on the bed, and got on all fours.
As Mark mounted him, working his cock into that tight hole, Philip moaned, “That’s right. Fuck my ass.” Mark’s cock responded in turn by getting even harder once more. Mark struggled to not blow his wad so quickly in Philip’s warm, tight ass.
Stories are fiction and intended for readers 18 and up. All characters are assumed to be legal, consenting adults.
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