Multi-Muse RP blog ; Gay Indie ; Mun over 18 [GMT] Current Muses: TW + OC ; All muses can be played as top,bottom,or verse. AKA Ever_Pining
Muse | Kinks | Prompts | XXX
Scott and Stiles want to give back to Sheriff for all he does for them and the town, and Stiles has noticed that the man's bed has been cold for a while. So they hatch a plan to deal with both things at once. But these things have a way of growing.
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CW: Underage
“Dude..Have you got the stuff?” Stiles grabbed at his best friend pulling him into the corner of the living room. Huddling their bodies together he did his best to disguise their conversation with a hoarse whisper.
“Yeah, I managed to grab some things from the shelves after my shift.” Scott replied in an equally strained voice. He grabbed subconsciously at the shoulder strap of the bag he was still carrying all the things he had taken from Deaton’s clinic, hidden under the clothes he had packed for the weekend.
“Boys. I don’t know what you two are planning over there but come over here and help me set the table for dinner.” John called out to the pair of mischief boys he had in his care for the weekend. It was never a rare sight to see the two together or even in the house or even conspiring with some sort of rascally plan. The off duty Sheriff palmed his yet to be filled glass and shook the ice cubes, perhaps tonight was a night for a stiffer drink than the usual sweet bubbles.
“Coming Dad!” Stiles yelled back to the man trying to quickly make the man forget about the scheming he had witnessed from the other room. He grinned widely, giggling with his best friend sending him upstairs while he helped his dad set up the kitchen table for their dinner.
“Do I need to be worried about any of that?” John asked his son quickly. By now John had raised Stiles long enough to when he should have worried about one of his son’s schemes, judging him by the answers he got.
“Nope. Not at all. No siree. No worrying needed here at all.” Stiles chirped in a singing tune. He danced around the table placing down the plates and cutlery in time to his continuous melodic tweeting.
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Love when I see a chapter update with your name in my inbox. Great job on the twins! One of my favorites of yours is a small snippet of Prompts and Scribbles where Stiles hypnotizes Jordan into his dildo. I would love it expanded or with a different guy, Parrish getting increasingly horny from following the exact perfect orders of whoever his top is, even if he's not always allowed to cum, like a good pet hellhound
I'm glad you liked it! It was a fun come up with a corruption concept for them.
That prompt you're talking I think about is #33, that one felt like a bit of a one and done. But that's still a hot idea.
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“Ethan.. I don’t think this is such a good idea.” The twin said to the other, both leaning against their bikes. They were omegas, bottom of the totem pole, last picked, hallway fodder. A large pack could have taken them, but with their history it would have been difficult to find a pack to trust them.
“Then where else could we go? This is it Aiden, the end of the line. If we want to be protected this is where it starts.” Ethan put his helmet down on his bike looking up at the house. Walking closer to his brother, putting his hands at the other’s sides and holding him, Ethan tried to comfort him.. “We need this.. And there are worse Alphas out there.”
“Fine. Fine!” Aiden looked at his brother solemnly, he knew that Ethan was right. They were in deep shit after the Alpha pack. But they didn’t need to be indebted to Scott forever, maybe just a few months in his pack was enough to establish them as having projection. Then they could leave and be free.
That conversation was nearly 4 weeks ago, but Aiden wasn’t sure how much more of it he could take.
The moment the twins entered the house Aiden felt like something different.
Their meeting with Scott was normal, nothing seemed that different at first but the longer they spent with the pack the more he noticed the small things.
It wasn’t unusual for betas to obey their Alphas but there was something in the air every time the twins were at the house that got his attention. The twin wolves weren’t any stranger to the smell of musk and men in the air, the smell of sex too. But they just thought it was the lingering scent of having three wolves in the house together all the time, it was inevitable for some scent to linger.
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What Friends Are For - Chapter 9 : Mask a Little Bit
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Unce. Unce. Unce. Unce. Unce. Unce.
The loud music of the strip club continued to blaring loudly. Blue and green lights danced around the room. Flashing in sync and acting like their or character in the club.
Jackson smiled from the VIP balcony where he had stationed himself. Looking down he watched the dancers on stage, shaking their hips and pulling in customers. Some were on little box stages, others had poles. Some were dancing on the laps of different customers getting tips and the attention they looked for.
Their shows reminded him of a certain wolf that had Jackson flashing himself a grin and his crotch twitching under his jeans.
He recorded a few videos of the dancers. Their asses, their hips. their bodies. How they moved, how they teased, how they touched. All of them making their way over text to Scott.
Why Scott? Well that was because the certain wolf Jackson was thinking of was with Scott right now. As much as he would have wanted to invite Derek to the club with him tonight, it wasn’t the right time, and besides it was Scott’s date night tonight instead.
That’s how he knew Derek would be there.
And there he was. But at what level of availability was a different question.
Instead of just sitting on the couch and watching a movie with Scott, Derek instead had his face pressed into the latino Alpha’s bed.
His face squished against a pair of balls, his sounds muffled as he moaned to the heavy sack. The broody Alpha’s drool leaked from the sides of his mouth, his ass pushed into the air in a presenting position.
Underneath was Scott, his arms wrapped around Derek’s waist pulling the man tightly against his face. His mouth was planted firmly against the Alpha’s trained hole, fucking him on his tongue.
Scott’s tanned skin rubbed against the wolf’s fat cheeks, shaking his face back and forth he dove deep into the man’s hole. Making out the hole with deep thrusts of his tongue and swipes of his lips until the sound of his phone caught his attention.
Pulling his face away from the two heavy globes Scott picked up his phone to look at the message. Not planning on leaving Derek without proper attention Scott pushed three fingers inside the Alpha’s hole to continue playing with their toy.
A grin flashed across Scott’s face seeing the videos that Jackson had sent. His head was already spinning at the ideas that filled his head. Shoving in deeper he pulled the other’s ass higher. Smacking it with his hand he recorded the jiggle of the slutty cheeks.
Scott McCall: I’ve got the perfect idea.
Scott text back a quick picture of the cheeks and the winking hole around his fingers.
Scott McCall: We’ll need a few things to set up but trust me, it’ll be good.
The Alpha licked his lips and threw his phone down.
“Come on Derek, we’ve got some things to prepare. We’re going to throw a party.”
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Liam’s leg bounced anxiously enough to shake the seats around him. His eyes darted around the windows of the car mentally checking off each of the buildings that they passed. Each one counting down to the moment that he was going to be free to get out of the car and take care of business.
Taking care of his Alpha.
Something had happened with Scott last night that made him horny, even more than usual. Connected to his Alpha’s sexual desire Liam was affected even miles away. Liam was in the middle of the part when his pussy started to tingle, his body started to heat up, the familiar feeling of yearning in his hole washed over him.
During the party he snuck away to the bathroom and knew he needed to do something, anything to help with the overwhelming feeling of need growing in him.
The sounds of the beats pounded from outside the bathroom, muffled by the shouting and drunk singing of the party goers. His pants were barely undone before Liam finger’s shot down under his underwear.
Pushing through the trimmed hair rubbing at the clit and finally diving into the soft warmth between his legs.
All of Scott’s fucking had Liam begging for more. His routine never felt complete until he was having his pussy stuffed and bred.
From all that experience Liam was easily able to stuff two of his fingers past his lips. Sliding into the warmth and slowly rubbing himself through the stretch. It felt good, but it was only barely hitting the spot, he needed more.
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"You told them!! You told them all ?! Grandpa!" Jamie gasps and stares at his grandfather, face red with embarrassment. At first. The way his cock had started to harden when he first saw all those peachy arses didn't quite go soft but stilled its ascent. He listened to his dad talk and turned and watched all of the other men nod their agreement. "This isn't a joke, then?"
Slowly, waiting for someone, particularly Alex, to yell 'April Fool' or something, Jamie started to take off his T-shirt. Showing off how a year of wrestling and working out all the time had paid off, his hands hover on his shorts where his dad is currently groping him. His muscle god of a father.
"Do I, uh, get to pick? When and where? Like, anytime, anyone, anywhere? Or are there other rules? Are you all sure about this? I mean, the guys on the team all said I was too big. I'm kind of a freak of nature," Jamie says, biting his lip, feeling himself go completely hard under his dad's hands. "If I'm too big, I'll understand. I've heard it before."
"We already knew son, that's why we got here. Your Grandpa just confirmed the rumours that we heard. That you've got a monster of a cock in your pants and you've been trying to find a hole to use it on." The man said unceremoniously. Grinning Felix didn't stop his approach, even when he was stroking Jamie's bulge.
"As you've get more confident you can choose when and where, but if you're nervous you can let us take charge." Felix told him kindly while his hand shamelessly reached beneath Jamie's pants to boldly stroke the bare cock. "Do you want that? Would you like to use the men in your family like your own personal holes for your cock?" He asked whispering.
“Mmm, fuck, god damn it,” Beau could not help to growl out as Felix began to fuck himself rather skillfully on his cock. The younger man wasn’t nearly as experienced as the older one, and to date, most of the men who had taken him had done so, begging for him to go slow and take it easy. It took Beau a moment to remember what the fuck they were hashing out, in fact. “Okay, so when you say, tighter my mouth is, do you mean me just not giving away that I’m balls deep inside the hottest man at the conference all weekend, or do you mean literally not participating in the conference at all?”
“As much as I was looking forward to different seminars and the debate practice, shit, Felix, give me a second,” Beau laughs as he continues to try and form sentences when the man’s hole is milking him like a professional. “If the price of me getting to fuck you all weekend, whenever and wherever I want is not showing up to a single seminar? Let’s do it. I’ll skip them all and stay right here in this room until Monday night when we head out.”
Looking up at the other Felix let out a grin. He wrapped his legs around the other's body. Pulling Beau tighter against his body. Trapping him and holding on tightly he doubled down on the cock milking his ass was doing. "That would be too easy for you." Felix teased squeezing even tighter and shifting his body to get in a more comfortable position.
"No you'll go to all the seminars. The more you go to and the more you can keep your mouth shut, the more prime DILF hole you get."
Javi maneuvers his dad’s thong strap out of the way, wondering at how sexy this must look. This sexy DILF about to sit his ass on his fat cock. If he could get his dad addicted to it, he’d make sure theu had sex with mirrors around so he’d never miss a second.
“Ok, baby, now you control how fast and how deep. For now, for your first time. Later, I’ll take full control. Bet you can’t wait, huh? Now, ease down,” Javi instructs in a calm voice. His hands on his dad’s hips, keeping the man pressing down on his cock. At last, he feels himself breached. “Just breathe, it’s ok…”
"I cant take it. I cant take it. I cant take it. I cant take it. I cant take it. I cant take it." The man muttered to himself with wide eyes. The mantra making him seem like a manic sex crazed maniac - if nothing it was a glimpse into the father's future.
His ramblings only broke when the man's hole started to slwoly spread. Sinking down for the first time Richard's hips sunk incredibly slow. Blood pulsed like a rush of water through his ears. His focus honing in on the overwhelming feeling of being stretched for the first time. "Ahhhh." He moaned shamelessly to the room that could see the man who was unleashing a world of cock into his mind.
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