We don't talk about ball worship enough. Shove your face in them and sniff them, stick your tongue out and lick them through my boxers. Teasingly lick them while you wait for permission to get me off. Put them in your mouth and suck them while I jerk off onto your face. You're such a pretty doll, but you haven't earned my dick yet. You're going to help me get off like this until you prove you're a worthy enough toy to have my cock down your throat.
Kinda vague prompt but can you do some of your ur usual shit but like. In a truck. Like one with a bench seat. I like pretty much all the shit u post about. Js... truck. In a truck.
as an avid truck sex enjoyer, this is awesome ty :] this one's not very forcemasc-y but it's VERY dad/son fauxcest-y
while i'm all for dad/son incest fantasies, i can't stop thinking about a teenage boy, who opens up to an older man (maybe a family friend, a friend's father) about his relationship with his dad. how he was never there, how he never supported his son when he needed it most. the older man comforts him, wraps him up in a tight hug. "hey... you're gonna be okay bud." the boy sniffles and looks up at him, still clinging to him desperately, "thank you. im sorry for dumping all of this on you." he shakes his head. "don't say that kiddo, there's no need to be sorry. i'm happy to listen. just say the word and i'm there."
he starts spending less time at home, and more time with this older guy. he takes the boy to get food, shows him all his old interests, let's him ramble on for hours about one thing or another. and if the boy's father did anything that upset him, he would always be there to listen.
this kid finds himself thinking about him all the time. how wonderful he is, how patient and kind. he wonders what it would ve been like for him to be his dad instead. he thinks about how he smiles at him when he speaks, how handsome he is. he thinks about how whenever they re going out somewhere, he always rests his hand on the nape of the boy's neck. his hands are big and calloused, but so gentle. he wonders why he gets so excited when he touches him. wonders how his hands would feel cupping his chin or petting his hair.
"i wish you were my dad." the boy confesses to him, on a late night drive. he looks down, finds his hand gripping the truck's bench seat. the older man has gone strangely quiet. looking over at him, the boy tilts his head. "what's wrong?" the man feels his knuckles whiten on the steering wheel. "you shouldn't say stuff like that, kiddo." "why not? you might as well already be my dad, you're the one actually looking out for me."
the man pulls over jerkily, stopping in a forgotten, tree lined road. he exhales heavily, hands still clenched. "hey, what's wrong? did i do something?" he's never this quiet. the kid slides closer to him, and hears him inhale sharply, like the older man had just been burned. "are you ok? what did i do? i promise i wont do it again. please, just tell me whats wrong." he lays a hand onto the older man's knee.
suddenly, the man has the boy by the shoulders, gripping him tightly and pushing him away. he gasps, clearly spooked by the roughness of his touch. "i'm sorry, kiddo. you didn't do anything wrong. it's me." his hands loosen their grip ever so slightly, he starts to rub comforting circles up and down the boy's arm. "you can't say stuff like that." the boy tilts his head. "why?"
he had no idea what to say. because i've wanted to fuck you ever since you first cried into my shirt. because the idea of having you as my son gets me so hard i can't think. because i don't know how long i can have you in my car without losing control and taking advantage of you.
"because i..." he stares down into the boy's eyes.
"you just shouldn't." he starts to break away from the touch, but the kid moves to hold his hand, pouting up at him. "but i really do think of you like that. i think of you as my dad." he inhales sharply again, feeling his cock throb in his jeans. he tightens his jaw and his mind strains with the effort of not grabbing the kid and rutting his cock into him through their clothes.
the kid looks up at him, creeping even closer.
"i love you, dad."
the final shred of self control left in the man is shattered into nothing. he grabs the boy by his waist roughly, and puts his other hand in his hair. he brings their lips together in a sloppy, clumsy, hungry kiss. the boy's eyes go wide and his mouth falls open as he lets out a cry of surprise. this only allows the man to slip his tongue into his mouth.
"wait- mmh!" the boy is pulled roughly onto the man's lap, where he can feel the hard cock pressing up into him. the older man finally pulls away from the kiss and holds the boy's head on his shoulder. "fuck- 'm sorry. love you. god, you're such a good kid. fuck."
he's grinding into the boy's pussy, hissing his apologies into his ear. he can feel the boy take fistfuls of his shirt, gasping and shaking. "wait-what are you doing, please-" "shh. it's okay. you're okay. fuck, i'm sorry- just let me-" his hands grab hold of his hips, pushing the kids small body against his, listening to his shocked moans. the boy is too stunned to say anything, to ask what he's doing, why it makes him all wet down there, why it makes him feel so good. "mnh. shit. im sorry, have to have you- doing so good, champ-nnhgh." he feels the boy lift his head to look him in the eyes. tears are dripping down his cheeks, but his face is twisted in pleasure. his cock throbs so hard the kid can feel his pulse through his jeans.
"feels- nnh! it feels- weird, dad. nmh! dad!" he can't stop himself from slamming the boy's hips down onto his cock. "call me dad. fuck. do it again, son. nngh- say i'm your dad." the boy's thighs shake on his lap. "dad. nngh- you're my dad. mngh! ah! dad- please don't stop- hhnm" the kid feels warmth spreading through his body, and pooling in his stomach. the friction and the rubbing and the hands on his hips are all too much. he feels a pressure building, making his cries for dad even louder.
"ah! nmh! dad, m-my- it feels- nngh! oh god, dad. oh god oh god oh god dad." he feels the kids thrust his hips back and forth on dad's cock, chasing that fuzzy warm feeling in his tummy. "ngh- shit. such a good boy. c'mon son- fuck. gonna make me cum. gonna make your dad cum. nnnh, fuck!"
"dad, dad, dad! nnh! my- it's gonna- oh god daddy! daddy!" the boy doesn't know what's happening. his boxers are soaked through and his head is fuzzy and the pressure in his tummy is too much. he grinds his pussy into his dad's lap hard, in a long downward motion, that finally lets the pressure release.
his dad watches as he quivers, cumming on his lap, completely overwhelmed by the shock of his own orgasm. he watches his boy moaning and crying for him, and feeling his orgasm build, he grabs his hips and presses him down onto his cock, thrusting upwards and cumming in his jeans for his little boy.
the kid collapses into him, panting and shaking, occasionally twitching with aftershocks of his orgasm. the man, huffing and sweaty, embraces him, placing soft kisses on his head. they sit like that in his truck for a long few minutes, catching their breath, before his boy looks up at him.
dad climbs into bed with his son after a long day at work. his boy is already asleep but that’s ok, he didn’t expect such a little boy to be able to keep himself up
he doesn’t notice it at first, but when his boy rolls over, dad realises he went to bed with nothing on below the waist. he’s completely bare and he can feel his hot cunt on his thigh
in his sleepy state, his son clings to him and starts grinding himself on dad’s thigh, unaware of what he’s doing and the way he’s whimpering into the sheets
dad feels his cock stir and he rolls them both over, pulls his boxers down just enough and slips his dick in his son’s wet cunt. it’s so loose, he must’ve been playing with himself earlier. naughty boy
dad puts his weight on his baby boy, holding him down and pushing himself in deeper. his son sleeps through it, like he always does; he always has been a deep sleeper. dad bites his lip when he sees the blissed out look on his face
slowly, dad starts thrusting in and out, as quietly as he can so he can hear all of his son’s little moans and whimpers. that must be a sweet dream he’s having, and it’d be such a shame to disturb it
he keeps going until he can’t hold it anymore and spills deep into his still sleeping little boy. he does his best to suppress his moans, but can’t help the grunts that escape him. he doesn’t pull out, opting to let his son keep him warm for the rest of the night: it’ll make for a nice surprise when he wakes up
"god i'm so fucking sick" "this is so wrong" "please be quiet sweetie" "dad is so sorry" "i'll be fast please stop crying" "fuck fuck fuck" "you're such a good daughter" <33
Whenever a girl spam likes my posts I know they have a hand between their legs. Yes I’m talking about you. I know you see this. You’re doing it right now.
Laying my head on a girl’s lap while sucking her breasts and getting a nursing handjob would fix me. Gently fondling her boobs and licking her nipples until she notices the hard bulge between my legs with a wet stain on my shorts. Looking up to her with big puppy eyes while sucking. Until I start moaning softly the moment she touches me. So much pre cum her hands go up and down effortlessly. The excitement being so much to make me cry. And she’s just there praising me for it. Using her other hand to play with my hair, stimulating me so much I couldn’t hold it any longer and cum all over her hand. Making me apologize for finishing too early, that I couldn’t hold it. Just for her to reassure me it’s okay, telling me how well I did. Because I’m such a good boy for her, her good boy..
Oh, the dream of finding a partner to tie up with a vibrator duct taped inside of them on pulse while using another woman like a human fleshlight in front of her. I daydream of the mix of cries and moans. How I would be absolutely abusing and ravaging the useless whore that's been chosen by me, while my partner can't help but watch and beg to be included while cumming and trying to uselessly escape the rope. Only to be untied to clean up my cock and the cream pie.
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