cracked actor

My name is David. Some call me Jack. 27 years old. Performer. Promoting my latest release, Diamond Dogs, while the BBC films a documentary about my work. I'm also recording a soul album. Wish me luck with all'a this. I can be quite the comic, but yeah, smutty, and angsty too, if that's kinda how I feel. |RP David Bowie, 1974| |NSFW 18+ SideBlog - Read the about page, if you want, but I'm fairly self-explanatory|

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David Bowie, “Cracked Actor”, Circa 74 🤨

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Here’s to another brilliant 1974, to all.

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Bowie during the Jackson Five concert, 1974

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David Bowie, “Diamond Dogs Tour”, Circa 74

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Cracked Actor (1974)

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OOC: Owing all replies. All will be continued, soon, unless I’m told otherwise. No problem, if not, just msg Mun.

A few issues have been brought me down, lately, and RL has been busy this year.

Luckily, my kid has enjoyed wonderful partners, past and present.

Thank you, Mun

(and Jack, who still sulks whenever I do this, but will have to get over it)

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RPers, please reblog this if you’re okay with ICONLESS threads!

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DAVID BOWIE ‘CRACKED ACTOR ‘ CHAIN SMOKING 😔 Source:FB

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Photo by Mark Jefferson Paraan on Unsplash

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Russell Mael of Sparks on the cover of Musik Express – September 1974

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                                    Alternative Candidate

“Oh!” David gasped and chuckled at the feeling of Jack’s hand against his buttock. It hadn’t actually fully occurred to him that his seed was still pouring out of him, he very simply ignored the sensation of it streaming down his thigh slowly. No. He wanted to keep all his attention on his best mate.

Feeling Jack grab him, he in turn, grabbed back and returned some kisses. “Not at all as good as you are though.” He muttered between kisses as he tilted Jack’s head up to lavish him with deep heated kisses.

As the pouty pair stepped into the shower, they began to wash under the warm water. Just slightly before David, biting his lip now, raised an eyebrow. “Mm I’ll show you alright heh heh!” And he licked Jack’s cheek before starting to kiss down his neck, licking some warm droplets off his chest and finally getting down on his knees.

“I know just the song! I’ll give ya my head!” He laughed and stroked Jack’s hardness then took it between his lips and started sucking it gently. His hands caressed Jack’s balls as his tongue massaged the tip. He glanced up every now and then to see Jack’s expression while also trying not to let any water get in his eyes.

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Jack felt the sides of his cheeks grow even more drawn. He knew they must appear even more gaunt than usual as David’s lips closed around the entire length of his cock, drawing breathy growls of lust up from his diaphragm. He pushed the other man’s fringe to the side in order to watch such a sight as his mate’s tongue running along sensitive veins, now practically pounding for release.

“God, yanno ya look good with my fuckin’ cock in yer mouth,” he murmured breathlessly low, gripping the back of the shower, ‘lest his knees give way, and he knew David must be feeling his balls tighten with impending orgasm into the caresses delivered.

Despite the wondrous filth of the act, David looked up at him with dewy lips and and angelic eyes, and continued. “I wanna cum on those lips, man.” Jack said, before giving an involuntary sniff as coke residue from earlier slid down the back of his throat, followed by the metallic taste of tiny droplets of blood bitten out by jagged, little teeth as he withdrew and coated David’s pout with forceful spurts of pearlescently fluid seed.

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David swallowed and licked his lips clean of the white warmth that just shot out. It felt as though he hit the jackpot of pleasure with this man. “Mm yessss!” David hissed in satisfaction. He felt himself as though he could cum again, such was the power of the force Jack possessed. 

As he stood up, David took Jack into a soft embrace then delicately kissed him upon the lips and smiled. “Do you know just how good you taste?” He asked, still licking little white spots off his top lip that he may have missed. Both men went back to washing themselves and each other with smirks as if they had gotten away with the perfect crime. 

David, satisfied that he was nice and clean, turned to Jack with narrowed eyes. “You know something? I don’t think I’ll ever fully recover from this. Haha! Look, I’m still shaking! You’re one hell of a fuck!” He laughed, still slightly turned on. “Okay.” He said, trying to compose himself. I think I’m done in here. You need a few more minutes or are you done too?” David bit his lip and let his smirk fall back into a sincere smile and held Jack’s hand warmly. 

“If you’re not done yet, don’t be too long eh? I’ll be waiting.” He winked and reached round to playfully spank Jack’s behind as he began to step out of the shower. He turned his head back to Jack and blew a mischievous kiss and gave him a slick salute as he reached for a soft white cotton towel hanging just to the left of the shower entrance. 

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“Are’ya tellin’ me that ya can taste anythin’, right now?” Jack scrubbed his pits, and jested, after all of the cocaine the two had indulged in prior. But, David’s lips looked more luscious than his best mate had ever noticed, all glossy from steam as he licked off the last of Jack’s jizz.

“You’ll be awlright,” he drawled, winking, and now full-on laughing. “I’m feelin’ jolly sensational, myself.”

He clasped the lengthy paleness of David’s hand back, with equal warmth, and remarked at the salute he received. “At ease, and yeah, please do.”

It had certainly been a while since Jack had a good thorough, proper rodgering, and to be honest, he’d permit David to fuck him up again, gladly. Submissiveness suited him, at times. Most of his lovers simply didn’t know how to properly get him on the ropes, and with that thought, he concluded his shower by ensuring himself to be fully divested of lube. Recycling the stuff was cringy.

Jack bumped the tap with his knee to shut the thing off, basically shook himself dry since David used the only laundered towel hanging up.

As he shook off a bit like a gazelle emerging from water, he heard canned laughter drifting from the living room to find David watching tele and laughing like a small child.

“So ‘Happy Days’ came on after all? Well, isn’t yer night complete?” He rolled his eyes at David, fluffing his hair, and sat down.

Plopping like a rag doll beside him on the couch, he flubbed his lips.

His relaxation was short-lived by the ringing telephone, and the mysterious stripper’s reapperance in her window across the alleyway. But, this time, she was fully clothed, concern in her eyes, and motioning for the boys to come back to the window.

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o v e r t h i n k i n g

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It's Safe In The City (Closed RP)

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Oh how his voice went straight through her. Day may have broken through the shell of night but no way was that going to stop her or her new found love from doing what they were doing.

“Yes? Yes my puppy? Making up what?” She answered him.

In what seemed like a split second, she was suddenly under Jack. Their lips collided as if in a deep heated battle for dominance between them. When they parted, Katze lifted her hand to stroke his face. “Do you know how positively perfect you look in the morning light, babe?” And he did. Jack looked radiant with his hair, though slightly damp still, glowing in warm red, orange and blonde coloured. His face didn’t look as red as it had before. Instead it looked pale pink and the dawn seemed to perfectly emphasize his cheek bones which was one of the things she loved about him.

Feeling his warm, slender frame on top of hers made her feel like she finally had somewhere as well as someone to belong to. She caressed his hair, his face and all along his shoulders and back, tracing his spine. She kissed him all over, playing with his lips with her own before gently asking. “What time is it anyway? Oh who cares, this feels too perfect. I love you David… We’ll stay together for as long as our lives last right? I-I don’t ever want this to end.” She said as she looked into his eyes, unblinking.

“My love, my light.” She whispered as she was playing with the hair just behind his right ear.

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“Be careful what ya wish for, babe,” he whispered, “Yer tha light, you see, and that’s why I will,” David emphasized, “protect you.”

Feeling like an anti-hero protagonist from some beautifully chaotic world of his and hers, alone, the lithe performer ground his teeth together, and clamped his eyes shut, basking in her affections, her purity, the way she was giving herself over so freely. In fact, he wanted to shout from the highest building - I LOVE HER! She’s MINE, protective and possessively.

He continued pouring his feelings out, lowly, “I weren’t lyin’ to ya, my love. I’m just a fuckin’ singer-songwriter from England. Brixton, England, ta be precise. But, yeah, damn right, I bleedin’ well think that I could make ya deliriously happy,” he said, as he took both of her hands into his, intensely meeting her gaze. “Forever. . .yes.”

David nodded, and gnawed at his lower lip as Katze toyed with his hair, and he caressed her back with palms. It was if he were trying to commit the shape of her to memory.

The release of emotion eased his mind. He sighed, his heart pounding so hard that he knew that his pulse must be palpable to Katze, as his lips met with hers, devouring her essence, and her nails dug, dragging along his back.

He delighted in each tender kiss that he trailed down her neck, and across her collarbone. Pausing, he pulled back to admire her small, perfect breasts. His mouth opened to softly nip and suck at one pert nipple, then the other; drooling across her ribcage. He lifted her thighs over each of his shoulders, looping his arms around her outer thighs, hands reaching inward to spread her sweet femininity apart with his fingertips.

‘This is what heaven must taste like’, briefly flitted through his mind, at the first taste of the now plentiful wetness flowing onto his palette as his tongue thrust inside her opening several times. God, he longed to please her, he thought, and quickly replaced his selfish tongue with two curled fingers, tongue trailing upwards to her clit.

“Ah, there she is,” he murmured almost cheekily beneath his breath, with a smile on his lips. Fully pulling back the hood covering the tiny, pulsing bundle of nerves, giving his tongue full access to draw wide, slick circles, as his fingers ceased teasing Katze’s seemingly impossibly tight entrance. Her secretions allowed them to work back and forth inside the little hole, as her inner muscles twitched.

“Soooo wet, uh,” he half gasped.

David desperately wanted to touch himself. He wanted to make love to Katze. At the same time, he wanted to fuck her, to fuck this beautiful creature for all he was worth. He wanted both, the spiritedly unusual, kind and intelligent lady that she was, and the gorgeous whore spread beneath him.