C w: foot worship, facesitting, face farts, armpit worship, &wedgies
Even after working free from the sheets, you begin to feel a bit nervous and excited about what might come after tonight’s concert. For the past few days Bangchan and Wonho had been putting you through your paces. You had learned that you loved man farts and they were happy to oblige, but last night they wanted to try something new.
They had both been practicing extra hard and had wanted you to massage their sweaty feet afterward. But it was too much, your body was already too spent from them taking turns as your sitter. Each one drowning you in their own sweat-soaked briefs as you gasped for fresh-air and taking every opportunity to tease your bulge and make you whine into their asses. They laughed as your cock continued to harden from the humiliation of Bangchan’s underwear clinging to your face and Wonho’s sweaty socks stroking your hard-on through the StrayKidz briefs they forced you to wear. Wonho’s foot pressed down harder and you knew you were getting close.
“I think he’s getting close.” Wonho laughed as you started bucking to meet his socked foot.
”You might be right, but he still needs to worship these feet. Your socks reek and I can smell mine from my boots.” Bangchan joined in on the laughter, “You better not cum, slave. Your master’s feet still need a proper-“ He was interrupted by the vibrations of the moan you let out as your load blew into the underwear, denying his order and soaking them.
Bangchan swiftly stood, releasing you from his ass prison and taking your chin in his hand.
”Did I give you permission to release?” He says slapping your cheek.
”No Sir! Sorry, Sir! I couldn’t help it!” You say feeling the humiliation flood your system.
”So, you like to disobey?” Wonho says giggling, as he hoists you up and takes hold of the back of your briefs. “Bangchan, I think he needs some more intense training. Can’t have a Seat that can’t follow simple orders!”
“Some training wouldn’t hurt, but some punishment should.” He says placing his hands on your shoulders.
“I’m so sorry Sir! I just couldn’t-“ you’re cut off as Wonho yanks the back of your briefs up, lifting you to your toes if not for Bangchan pressing down on your shoulders. The force takes your breath away as the fabric is pulled higher and higher. The friction pressing it against your hole and smearing your load all over yourself.
”Yeah! Squeal little piggy!” Wonho jeers as your pain and the ripping of the underwear compete for highest volume.
”Please! Please” You beg
”You’ve been very bad but, there isn’t anything we can’t train out of you.” Bangchan promises as he places his armpit into your face and uses his other hand to give you a firm smack on the ass. “Every smack is another lick of my pit to show how sorry you are!”
Thus began a half hour of pit worship and being left perpetually hanging from Wonho’s wedgie assistance. Once they were both satisfied with your groveling, Bangchan wrapped you up and put you in the bed for your nightlong Dutch Oven treatment. Both he and Wonho gassed you to sleep and you had no way to release the new hard-on they created.
So that’s what you suffered last night, with Bangchan leaving you in the burrito when he went to rehearsals to keep you ready for the protein shake fueled Dutch oven that came in between rehearsals and tonight’s concert, which also subsequently knocked you out. Looking at the clock, the concert should be wrapping up shortly. So you grabbed your “Perfect Seat” lanyard and some body spray and headed out to see if you could catch any of the performance. Even though you should have been repulsed by the stink torture, you started to look forward to it after each show, making each performance even better because you could see him working up the sweat he’d make you lick off his muscles later. You catch his eye and he adds a new grind and smack into the choreography and grabs his own ass, winking at you.
After the show, security escorted you back to the trailer and you noticed that there was another “Perfect Seat” passholder being escorted towards LeeKnow’s trailer. As soon as you enter you feel biceps pressing against your throat as you’re caught in a sleeper hold with a sweaty sock being held across your face. Just as you begin to struggle the hold eases and you’re forced to take deep breaths through the sweaty fabric. Then Bangchan’s accent floods your ears.
“I told you that, you would be punished, didn’t I?” He says grinding in to you from behind. The socks odor is foul. Not just smelling of sweat, but old dried sweat, like every step he had ever taken in them was happening in your nose. He then reaches around your neck and you hear a click. He then pushes the sock into your mouth, forcing you to chomp down on his sweat.
“I went ahead and grabbed the oldest pair of socks I own and pushed extra hard in tonight's performance just for you.” He says pulling out a leash and attaching it to the newly placed collar on your neck. “Now it’s time for your training to really begin. Any dog of mine is going to be an obedient one. First things first, good dogs crawl for their masters.” He chuckles as he pushes you down onto your hands and knees. He steps over your leash and presents you with his latex clad bubble butt.
“Time for puppy’s first trick. COME!” he yells and yanks the leash, pulling you deep into his massive ass. The warm latex swallows you up and the leash holds you in place. You try to struggle away but Bangchan pulls harder and jiggles his cheeks to wedge you in deeper. Just as you decide to let the punishment take its toll, you remeber that you’re still gagged with his socks. The sweat coating your mouth and it’s bad taste cause you to start thrashing until you pass out absorbed by his ass.
You wake up a few minutes later and feel a movement in your mouth. You open your eyes to Bangchan standing over you with his foot lodged in your mouth, he chuckles as he continues wiggling his toes. You gag and retch as he keeps pushing further.
“Time for round two puppy! Bark like a good boy!” He teases as drool floods out of your mouth. His foot takes up all of your mouth as you do your best to adjust your jaw. With your tongue pressed to the bottom of his foot you feel pieces of lint drying out your tongue. Once he sees that you’ve reached your brink, he pulls his foot out and drags the drool covered toes across your face. “Get the lint from in between my toes.” He demands. You had already received enough punishment and knew to follow orders. You stick your tongue out and start devouring his toe jam. The salty sweat permanently stains your tongue with its flavor. As you continue to work through each crevice, Wonho enters shirtless and drenched in sweat.
“Finally! What took you so long?” Bangchan says full on stepping on your face and catching your tongue between his toes.
“I had to make sure I got the briefs extra wet for him, gotta make sure he slip right in.” Wonho says, instantly shirking his pants. “Wow, you’re really putting him through it. He already looks broken. I almost feel bad,” he chuckled suntering over to you “let’s go ahead and test this training. Shall we? Bark! Sit! Lay down! Roll over!” you follow each of his commands, not knowing what he has planned with his briefs. At his last command you’re left staring at their sweat soaked crotch and can see how they are made see-through by his perspiration and cling to him. If his monstrous ass wasn’t putting them to the test, his sweat was the final straw.
“Now doggy, Wonho has a very generous offer for you.” Bangchan says and he goes and relaxes on their bed to watch the next part of the show. He eyes you like a cat eager to see the punishment executed.
“Who’s ready for a walk?! Ready for your nightly walk, puppy?” He says as he takes a hold of your leash and spins around. “Bark if you’re ready for a walk boy. Beg like a good boy.”
“Please Master, please take me for a walk. Master Wonho please!!!” You beg oggling his ass as he hypnotically moves it in front of you.
“You get your wish, don’t worry.” He says lifting up the leg of his briefs and pulling it over your head, ensnaring you in his ass with no escape. You try to pull away but the leash and briefs keep you firmly in place. His ass sweat and mush overwhelm you from all over. You can tell he hasn’t showered in two days, in preparation for your punishment. Then you hear the rumble and start to beg again. There’s no way you’d survive a post workout, bareass Wonho blast to the face.
“Please Master! Please!” you cry into his hole. But your screams are nothing but vibrations that stimulate him even more and make him gring back into your face. As you begin to shout again, a 10-second fart is released right into your mouth, inflating your cheeks and burning your lungs. You can hear the muffled laughter of Bangchan and Wonho above you. Then Wonho begins to yell over your cries.
“If you want out, you need to get all of the sweat out ouf my ass. Or else this doggy is going to be getting a few more treats on his walk!” Wonho warns as he releases another fart into your trapped face. The sour air heats up your face and your sweat begins to mix with his ass sweat. Fart after fart begins to leave you weaker and weaker and your will begins to crumble before his ass.
With your knees aching from the floor and his gas depleting your resolve, you finally break and reach your tongue out and start to lick. You hear Wonhos moans as your tongue stays just above his gassy hole. Taking in all the sweat from his performance and workouts.
“Good job, but you’re going to need to please the source before you’re released.” Wonho laughs, swaying his hips. You follow his order and start to tongue his hole. As soon as he feels your tongue, he pulls the leahs taut and forces your mouth against his sweaty hole as he releases a 30-second blast that leaves your lungs filled to the brim. You catch your breath and cough as his fart barrage carries on as you worship his ass, for what feels like an hour.
Finally, Bangchan walks over and release you from your Ass Prison with a satifying squelch as Wonhos ass had molded to your face. Your face red with sweat and humiliation, he pets your head as he would any other dog.
“So, puppy, do you think you will follow our order better now?” He says, eyeing you with a smirk, your chin held in his fingers. Then he slides his thumb into your mouth and you suck without being asked. You don’t even consider his question before you respond “ARF ARF”, soilicitng a laugh from him and another fart blast from Wonho.
“Fucccck dude, how am I gonna explain this to your girlfriend?? I know! I’ll tell her you’re still inside and that I can reform you with true love’s kiss. Transforming you into my ass was one thing, but getting your girl to make out with my hole as I twerk my fat cheeks in her face? That’s enough to make cum on the spot! And before you get your hopes up, no I’m not turning you back but I’m not cruel…I’ll make sure you’re conscious just enough that you can feel me using her face as a chair.”
Henry was finishing his final set of deadlifts, the muscles in his back and arms glistening with sweat under the gym's harsh fluorescent lights. He set the heavy weights down with a controlled thud, letting out a deep, satisfied breath. He straightened up, running a hand through his damp hair, his British accent thick as he muttered to himself, "Right, that's enough for today. Absolutely knackered."
He was about to head for the showers when he noticed a young man hovering nearby, trying to look busy with some dumbbells but clearly watching him. The fan was fit himself, with an eager, almost worshipful look in his eyes.
"Can I help you, mate?" Henry asked, his voice a low rumble.
The fan's eyes widened. "Henry Cavill? Wow. I... I'm a huge fan. Your work in The Witcher was incredible."
Henry offered a polite smile. "Appreciate that. Glad you enjoyed it."
The fan stepped closer, lowering his voice. "I was wondering if... if you might need some help cooling down after that workout?"
Henry raised an eyebrow, a smirk playing on his lips. "Oh? And what sort of help did you have in mind?"
Without another word, the fan dropped to his knees, his hands reaching for the waistband of Henry's gym shorts. Henry let out a soft chuckle. "Well then. Forward of you, isn't it?"
The fan didn't hesitate, pulling Henry's shorts down to reveal his semi-hard cock. He took it in his mouth immediately, sucking eagerly as Henry leaned back against the weight rack.
"Blimey." Henry breathed out, his accent growing thicker with arousal. "You're quite good at this, aren't you?"
The fan moaned around Henry's length, taking him deeper as Henry grew fully erect in his mouth. Henry's hands found their way into the fan's hair, guiding his movements.
"That's it." Henry grunted. "Just like that. Take it all."
The fan obliged, deep-throating Henry's impressive size as Henry's hips began to thrust gently. The gym was mostly empty now, the only sounds their heavy breathing and the wet sucking sounds of the fan's enthusiastic blowjob.
Henry's breathing grew ragged, his accent becoming more pronounced. "I'm close, mate. Don't stop now."
With a final thrust, Henry emptied himself down the fan's throat, letting out a deep groan of satisfaction. The fan swallowed every drop, then pulled back, wiping his mouth with the back of his hand.
Henry tucked himself back into his shorts, looking down at the fan with a grin. "Well, that was unexpected. But not unwelcome."
The fan beamed up at him. "Anything for you, Henry."
Henry chuckled as he walked toward the showers. "Right then. Off I go. Unless you'd care to join me?"
Finished up a lengthy upper tier reward sequence on patreon, and since it's been ages since I've gotten to showcase Kirishima getting thoroughly stuffed and burpy, I thought I'd post it up here for all to enjoy. ;)
If you want your own custom rewards, you can sign up for my patreon page and see which tiers catch your eye.
Imagine that your rite of passage to officially join the X-Men is that some X-Man has to fart in your face as a 'show of loyalty', and you are forced to choose between Logan, Gambit, and Cyclops (ngl I prefer that all three of them use me as a seat at the same time while I feel their urge to defecate growing stronger the more farts they let out)
Was wondering if you'd consider a Bucky Barnes x sub top male reader with petplay (reader as the pet), praise, and daddy kink?
Nothing specific outside of those things, go crazy with it and do or add whatever you want. Absolutely no rush ofc
Thanks :3
Warning. 18+. Mature content. Petplay. Top Bottom character. Top Bottom Bucky Barnes. Sub Top Male reader. Use of petnames such as "good boy", "good puppy", etc. Use of "Master". Daddy kink. Praising and degradation. Breeding kink. Leash used.
Dom Bottom! Bucky Barnes x Sub Top! Male Reader
Congress was, once again, annoying, tiring, exhausting today. Politics were just so complicated today, Bucky was starting to regret most of his life decisions by now. He dragged his feet on the floor of the hallway, making his way to his apartment that, of course, needed to be at the very end of this hall, far away from the elevator. He took out his keys, almost spacing out when he reached his hand in the pocket of his suit, took them and entered the key in the lock before opening the door and entering the warm place.
The moment he opened the door, he felt his pain wash off his body when he laid his eyes on you. You were kneeling on the wooden floor, almost naked, like a good puppy.
"Hey baby," he saluted with a raspy voice as he let his stuff down on top of the kitchen counter. He removed his tie and the blazer of his suit before walking past you and sitting on the couch. "Come here, baby." You obeyed him, walking on four and kneeling between his legs, staring up at him with love puppy eyes. No word was said from you, he didn;t give you permission yet. "Daddy is very tired, you know?" His words were almost sultry, his hands went to slowly palm his own crotch, your eyes followed the movement, your mouth watering and your cock hardening under your pants.
You nodded, swallowing saliva as you tried not to drool at the growing bulge right in front of you. Bucky's tired grunts weren't helping either.
"Fuck... the look in your eyes, you want my cock, you want to please daddy, right?" he asked, almost as a whisper. You nodded many times to which he chuckled. "Use your words, puppy."
"I want your cock, master," you blurted out immediately, not holding back. "I really want to please you, please, daddy."
The older man let out a moan, his legs opening wider as he moved his hands away from the bulge in his pants. "Use your teeth." Without needing to be told twice, you hurried and buried your face on his crotch, nuzzling against it and taking the musky sent in.
"Hhmmngh..." He was hard, rock hard, you could feel it through the fabric of his pants. The shaft throbbed under it, and it just made you hungrier for it, as best as you could you took the zipper between your teeth and started to pull it down. It wasn't easy, but you were desperate so you figured it out in no time. Thankfully for you, Bucky was going full commando, it seems he was waiting for this tonight. "Pl-please, pull it out."
Bucky hummed, but did give you a hand and pulled out his shaft through his open zipper. Your eyes were locked on that cock, the tip red and swollen, already leaking pre-cum. You were hungry, you wanted it in your mouth. "What are you waiting for, puppy? Suck your daddy's dick like the good boy you are." His words were like powerful spells, in the blink of an eye you had Bucky's cock in your mouth, your tongue hitting the sensitive spots that made him groan from pleasure. The salty taste of pre-cum hit your tastebuds, your eyes rolled to the back of your head as you savoured it, it was a feast for you. "Fuck, puppy ..." His calloused hand moved to the back of your head and brought you deeper down, you almost choked on his cock but quickly relaxed your throat for him.
Soft slurping sounds were heard, and saliva drooled from your mouth down his shaft with every sucking you gave.
"You're taking dick so good, sucking me off so good, puppy," he sighed, his eyes glaring at you with pure pleasure in them.
You then pulled out, your tongue lolling out before going back to licking the sides of his shaft.
Bucky forced you back gently, giving him space to lower down his pants and remove them completely. He opened his legs wide, holding them with his hands under his knees. Your eyes found another delicious treasure, his puckered hole, winking at you, begging for your attention. Bucky knew you were eager to have your mouth on him, and honestly? He also wanted to have your mouth and tongue in his ass. "Come, puppy, eat your daddy out."
You obliged, going right for his hole, tongue out, ready to eat him as if he was your last meal. The taste was overwhelming just like the smell, but you couldn't care enough, this is what you wanted since forever. Disgusting slurping sound echoed as your tongue worked on him, his back arched from time to time, his mouth hanging open in a silent scream as he felt the tip of your tongue trying to push inside his hole.
"Fuck, that's it, puppy." You kept your hands for yourself, but you really wanted to pin him on the couch and see how deep you could push your tongue inside his ass. His ring of muscles clenched around you, this was fantastic, it kept you high. Your cock was leaking inside your boxers, leaving a wet stain on them, it hurt so much to keep it there, trapped, when it really wanted to breed your owner.
"Hmmph... Slurp... Ngh.." You pulled back, a string of saliva connecting you with his ass, Bucky's hole was wet, red, and puffier than before. So pretty, so tempting. You went back in and ate him out more desperately, your tongue hitting every spot it could reach, stealing some gasps from the older man.
Bucky was in heaven, your tongue reached every right spot, it rubbed against his prostate, and it took everything from him not to cum right then. But his cock was screaming for release, just like his swollen balls. He really needs to cum, he needs to mark his puppy. His good puppy. Once again, he took the back of your head and pushed you deeper against his ass. "Fuck, eat me good baby... Oh yes. Yes... Hmm. Eat your daddy." Bucky reached with his free hand his own balls and rolled them in his hand, giving them some pressure, making his cock throb and leak more pre-cum.
As a good puppy, you made sure to give him what he wanted, sucking, kissing, licking, eating, everything his heart desired. Again you pulled to catch some air, Bucky's hand moving from the back of your head to his hole, fingering himself, scissoring his hole to stretch it well, showing you his pink insides.
The congressman moaned and bit his bottom lip as he spread his hole open for you to see. "Go on, puppy, put your pretty tongue back inside," he ordered, and of course, you listened and shoved your tongue back inside. "Haaa..." He rocked his hips, fucking himself on your tongue. This sensation was like a drug for him, have you so submissive, so dependent on him, it was better than cigarettes, alcohol and even drugs. "Okay puppy, enough, enough puppy." You pulled back with a whimper, your chin wet with saliva and boypussy juice.
"Daddy, daddy please... I want more," you begged, panting, your boxers ruined by now.
The older man chuckled as he stood up from the couch, his legs slightly wobbly by now. "I'll give you something better." He winked at your evident erection and made his way to your shared bedroom. You followed him, still in four, like a lost puppy.
Once in your room, Bucky had his back to you while searching for something in the drawer. Your brain wasn't working well from all the eating and sniffing, but the instincts of going for his ass again were there, and they won when you buried your face back between his cheeks, eating his hole again.
"Ngh! Ah..." Bucky turned to look down at you over his shoulder, he reached a hand to pet your head and bent some more to make it easier for you to eat him. "You're no better than a dog, aren't you? Hmm... Can't control yourself, so hungry for my ass, ahh... Oh fuck, I'd keep you trapped under my fucking fat ass all day if I could, just so you'd eat me out as long as I want..." The idea pleased you, you wouldn't mind being deprived of oxygen if it meant you could die eating what you loved the most. "That's what you want, dog? You want to get crushed under my ass?"
"Mhmmmngh..." You nodded. His hand grabbed a fistful of your hair and pulled you back from his hole. "Noooo..."
Bucky turned to face you and showed what he grabbed from inside the drawer, a black leather leash with a black collar. You almost came when you saw it.
The blue eyed man went down to put the collar around you, then put the leash on and tugged a bit on it to test it. "Pretty," he smirked, and you loved the way he was looking down at you as if you were nothing but trash, he looked so powerful, so hot. You just wanted to worship him.
"Daddy, use me," you pleaded, salivating for him.
"Oh puppy, so adorable, I already planned on using you like my personal dildo since before I entered the apartment." He dragged you towards the bed, pulling you by the leash. "You're just useful as an ass eater and a breeder, pet. Put that cock of yours to good use..." He got in four on the bed, and you mounted him like a needy dog. "... And breed me like the fucking animal you are."
You bit hard on your lip to not let escape any embarrassing sound out, and shoved your cock deep inside without any preparation, the saliva would do as a lube. Bucky gasped and bit on the sheets of the bed as his cock spurted out a large load of cum on the bed. You were big, so big inside him, he could swear you'd reach his womb if your cock swelled a bit more. You almost came as well, but resisted, not wanting to end this exquisite moment so fast. Your hips moved at an animalistic pace, the slapping of skins was so lewd, so wet, it just made the experience better.
"Yes! Yes! Oh yes fuck me like a bitch!" moaned Bucky, his eyes glazed with lust, his brain nothing but a pool of unadulterated pleasure. "Jesus fucking Christ YESS!" His metal hand ripped the sheets with the strength of his grip, the bed was shaking under their weights, creaking nonstop and the head of the bed was banging against the wall.
You were delirious, couldn't hear anything, just feel. You could feel how his hole was so wet, so warm, and so fucking tight. It sucked you back in every time you pulled back, so greedy for meat, so greedy for something to fill it. The orgasm was approaching, you were sure of that. "Daddy! Daddy fuck! Daddy!"
"Don't you dare slow down! Nghh! Aah... Fuck!" He collapsed on the bed from your brutal thrusts. Bucky was drooling on the sheets with a wrecked smile as he just let you fuck him stupid. The older man pulled on the leash, bringing you closer to him. "Make me pregnant... Give me your pups...knot me!"
You bit on his shoulder, whimpering and whining as you really wanted to cum so bad, deep inside. Your cock and thrusts were destroying Bucky's hole, leaving it widely open. "Daddy likes it? Haaa... Daddy likes puppy's cock?"
Bucky moaned at your words. "Daddy loves it! Daddy loves your cock puppy!"
It became hard to breathe for a moment as you came deep inside him with a large, thick and creamy load of cum, filling him completely. It felt so nice to breed your owner, your cock throbbing happily inside his ruined hole.
Bucky was happy as fuck, satisfied with the way you ruined him. He felt so full inside, so warm. He tugged harder on the leash, keeping you behind him, still buried inside. "We're not done, puppy, I want more. On your back, ass eater dog."
In less than a minute, you were on your back and the older man was riding you as if there was no tomorrow. His back was facing you, and he emphasized his movements just to let you see how your cock disappeared inside him, all while he pulled on the leash. "See how my ass takes your cock inside? Hmmm I love it."
You were panting again, tongue lolling out as your eyes were glued on the way your cock was being swallowed whole. Cum was drooling down your shaft and balls, creating a disgusting, sticky mess of fluids. Your cock was growing sensitive, but you couldn't stop him. No, Bucky had total control over you.
He's going to empty your balls fully, only if his heart desires.
Your hands quivered, you really wanted to fuck him hard, fast, his pacing was not it. But he didn't give you permission to do so. Not yet.
"Daddy, I- please, I need more..." you whimpered with a naughty pout.
You heard him groan, then he looked back at you over his shoulder with naughty eyes. "Want me to stop?" You shook your head quickly. "Then take what I give, puppy, and stay quiet." He highlighted he's crude words with a slow thrust of his hips, you let out a choked moan and gripped the sheets tightly. This was torture.
Without any warning he pulled back, turned around and sat back on your cock, making you hiss at the pressure. Gosh, you were really sensitive.
"I want to see you crying." He didn't move, he didn't bounce, grind or anything, he just sat on your cock and stared at you patiently.
"Wh-what are you doing?" This was scary for you, is he really going to-? "No, daddy please no. No, no, no. I've been good, I've been a good puppy."
Bucky's smirk grew wide. "I love how desperate you get." He pulled on the leash, bringing you closer to him, and kissed you deeply, his tongue exploring the inside of your mouth, and then pulled with a soft bite on your bottom lip. "You want to cum on my face, puppy?"
"Fuck yes," you whined.
"Alright, puppy." He got off from on top of you and by the leash he dragged you out of the bed. As you stood up, he kneeled down with a playful, naughty, cocky smirk, biting his lip as he stared up at you with that dirty look in his eyes. "If you don't cum in the next thirty seconds, I'll leave you hard for the rest of the night." You only needed five.
Your hand immediately wrapped around your sensitive cock and started jerking off with a desperate, mind blowing speed while Bucky just counted to thirty.
"Ah.. ah! Haaa! Ha! Fuck! Fuuuuu-" Your vision turned white, your eyes rolling to the back of your head and down your throat. Bucky opened his mouth as cum shot out of your cock like a water gun, making a complete and utter mess of his face. "Daddyyyy..." It was so hard to breathe, you felt like you were about to faint at any given moment.
Bucky just enjoyed the mess you've made of him, with his fingers he scooped some cum off of his face and sucked them clean. He was addicted to your taste.
"Good boy, very good." The older man stood up and looked at you, thinking of something for a moment in silence. "Yeah. I'm not done."
"What-?" Another round? Your dick was hurting.
He pointed down at his own cock, still rock hard, standing proud and throbbing like nothing had happened. "I can't help it, puppy, this is all your fault for making such cute faces when you're so desperate for ass," he said as he took your jaw with his hand, squeezing your cheeks like you were a kid. Bucky took the leash again and pulled you towards the shower. "You're now fucking me in the shower, I need more cock."
You couldn't say anything, nor do anything, you just whimpered and followed him to the next destination.
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I'm sick. (No for real, I'm a little sick rn)
And thanks Anon, so far Uni is fine, except for one class that is treating me like a real bitch.
18+. Mature content. Himbo Male Character. Bottom Male Character. Himbo and Bottom Bucky Barnes. Top Male reader. Both reader and character have cocks. Pet names such as baby boy and good boy mentioned.
Himbo! Bucky Barnes x Top Male Reader
(There are two versions in this post.)
Version 1.
Himbo! Bucky, what a good man, so generous and helpful, maybe a little too helpful. He doesn’t realize how lewd his body is, big man tits tightening his shirt and a bubble butt making his ass look exquisite. His friends come to him asking for hugs, saying they had a nightmare or went through rough times, Bucky gladly hugs them tightly without even thinking, his friends’ heads nuzzling between his tits as they enjoy the closeness.
Himbo! Bucky is such an adorable fella, he gladly accepts the gifts that are sent his way and will always show appreciation for them. So when someone gifts him a pair of mini tight shorts with a little crop top, he tries them on to show some gratitude, despite turning into the object of desire for many of his peers. His nipples poke through the fabric while his bubble butt is more pronounced, and let’s not talk about his juicy thighs.
Himbo! Bucky likes to spend time with you, you’re so kind with him. You try to protect his innocence from perverts but also want to wake him up a little so he can defend himself better when you’re not around. You do like Bucky, a lot, yeah he is sexy as fuck, but he’s such a golden retriever sometimes, really cute. And as a golden retriever, Bucky can be playful. He sits on your lap and you try so hard not to get an erection under his plump ass. He hugs you tightly, shoving your face between his tits, and you fight demons so you don’t cup his tits with your hands.
Himbo! Bucky who walks in your dorm wearing nothing but a thong, leaving little to the imagination. He says he forgot to wash his dirty clothes yesterday, and he was hoping you could lend him one of your pants and perhaps also a t-shirt. Your prayers don’t work and you get noticeably hard under your pants. Bucky turns around and his eyes widen when he notices your bulge, he blushes and bites his lips. Knowing he has that effect on you makes him feel somehow.. good? Like a good friend he is, he offers to help you, because friends help each other in anything, right? This is completely normal.
Himbo! Bucky who let’s you fuck his juicy man tits, his muscles feel so good around your cock, better than any fleshlight. You’ve asked him to rub his own nipples, which he obliges, as you tell him this will help you get off more easily. His eyes won’t leave the sight of your cockhead which pops out from between his tits with every thrust you give. Why does he want to lick it so badly?
Himbo! Bucky who notices you’re still hard, even after cumming all over his tits and his face. Bucky feels bad he couldn’t help you with your erection by using his tits, why don’t you try his hole instead? He pushes aside his thong, showing you his pink, puffy hole. You don’t reject the offer of course.
Himbo! Bucky sounds so pretty when taking your cock, his moans just turn you on even more. You can’t help but to pound harder his perfect, warm hole while giving a spanking to his perfect buttcheeks. He whines and whimpers so cutely, you just have to get him pregnant. Your load fills him to the brim and he whines and babbles from how full and hot he feels, wiggling his butt slightly as some of the cum drips down his thighs.
Himbo! Bucky who walks around the base with almost too revealing clothes when you’re present. Bending over in front of you when he clumsily drops a pen, or stretching in front of you, making his man tits bulge slightly under his very tight shirt. Since the last time you fucked him stupid, he has tried to get you hard again, he won’t admit it out loud, but he may or may not have gotten addicted to your cock since then.
Version 2.
Himbo! Bucky, despite his grumpy behavior around people, he can’t help but be an airhead most of the time. He has no idea how his body brings so much attention to him, big man tits stretching his shirt and bubble butt making his ass look so juicy. He pays no mind to the people staring at him, thinking they’re looking at his metal arm instead.
Himbo! Bucky, who scolds you whenever you spank his butt at first, but then doesn’t pay much mind, you’re just being friendly. He definitely doesn’t like it.. at all. Sure. He’ll let you rest your head on his ass, and even will let you hug him from behind, though he blushes when your arms push up his man tits.
Himbo! Bucky, he uses the tightest uniform that was given to him because peers have told him it’s more practical. He believes them, and his curves are so much more pronounced, catching everyone’s attention. You come to his rescue and hand him a change of emergency, he doesn’t understand why so you tell him it has special advantages. There are no advantages, you just don’t want people to undress him with their eyes.
Himbo! Bucky, who needs a massage, has a lot of tension on him, but he doesn’t trust anybody else but you to massage his body. He removes his clothes except for his underwear and lays on his stomach on your bed. You can feel your cock wake up under your pants, but you try to control yourself and start massaging his muscular back. The groans and hums he lets out just keeps turning you on even more. Your hands massage his soft thighs, and he asks you not to forget his ass too, his ass hurt from being sat the whole flight in the plane.
Himbo! Bucky, he blushes when your hands fondle with his ass. Your eyes can’t leave the sight of his pink, puffy hole that can’t hide under the string of his thong. Will he want to have a prostate massage too? You shake your head. Bucky turns around so you can start with his torso, you try not to pay attention to his pink cheeks. Your hands are firm on his tits, and he can feel how his nipples grow painfully erect, he tells you it hurts, doesn’t know why, so you just start to rub and pull gently on his nipples which makes him whimper and moan.
Himbo! Bucky, he is getting hard under his thong and of course the fabric doesn’t hold his cock very well, letting the shaft throbbing and leaking on his abdomen. Your hands stop fondling his tits as you catch the lewd sight; Bucky’s cheeks all pink, his eyes almost watery as he looks at you with a pout on his lips, his cock red and leaking against his abs, his legs slightly spread… for you.
Himbo! Bucky who can’t hold his moans back while you pound him so deliciously hard, hitting his prostate so well, stretching his hole so good, squeezing his juicy ass like a delicious fruit. He’s sobbing with a dumb stupid smile on his face while he plays with his tits. He begs you to call him a good boy, a cute baby boy, no soldier, no hero, he wants to be treated like a princess. And you just want to make him happy, so you praise him, calling him pretty pet names, it makes him go crazy, biting the pillow as he makes a mess on the sheets with his cum.
Himbo! Bucky, he’s so cold with his teammates, but when it’s only you and him behind closed doors, he turns into a complete himbo prince. He sits on your lap, his arms around your neck as you suck on his tits like the good boy he is. He’s so happy to be your baby boy behind closed doors, not needing to think at all.
Could I humbly request Steve Rogers x sub pleasure top male reader with daddy kink (Steve being called daddy), rimming, dick sucking (on character), with no feminization at all please :3
If petplay would fit into this and wouldn't be too much I'd be great with that too! Other than that if there's plot it's all up to you - thanks (◍•ᴗ•◍)❤
I will humbly accept your request... because it's so hot calling a beefy hunk "Daddy" while he rides your face.
Who's your daddy?
Warning. 18+. Mature content. Dom Bottom character. Dom Bottom Steve. Sub Top Male Reader. Both character and reader have a cock. Daddy kink. Pet play. Ass eating. Size difference. Blowjob. 69. Kinda short. A wet dream fr.
Dom Bottom Steve Rogers x Sub Top Male Reader
Whatever they told you about Captain America, Steve Rogers, is a lie.
Well, slightly a lie. Is it a lie if you don't tell the whole truth?
He is a good person, kind, heroic, always tries to help people and save them from dangerous threats and enemies. Captain America, the golden boy acting so innocent and pure. He is gentle, but only when the curtains are open, behind closed doors, he is 'gentle'. Behind closed doors, things took a darker turn, especially when it was only you and him. Steve got a little more needier, hornier, playful, but definitely more dominant.
You should have had an idea what would come in package when you started dating a super soldier. A man enhanced into a super human. Not only more strength, speed, resistance, he had the largest sexual stamina you ever saw on a man, fucking large libido.
After a long night of pure uncontrolled sex and pleasure, you were exhausted, tired. In the morning, you found yourself sandwiched between the mattress and Steve's naked body on your back. He had wrapped his arms around your neck, giving you his biceps as pillows, which was nice. But of course, the moment of peacefulness was soon to finish once you could feel his hard cock poking your thigh.
"Puppy is awake?" you heard a low, sleepy voice whisper close to your ear before soft lips kissed the back of your neck.
"Hmmm..." you hummed, it didn't matter how tired you were, you loved being at your daddy's service.
His hips slowly grinded against your hips. "Daddy is in some need for love..." A shiver ran down your spine at his words, you could feel his breath so close to your ear before he gently bit at the shell of it. "Puppy is going to give daddy some love, right?"
Gosh, your dick grew instantly hard. "Mhmm..."
Steve gave the back of your ear a soft lick before mumbling, "Good boy." He then moved from on top of you and with a firm hand on your shoulder, he turned you around so easily, making sure you saw him.
Your cock throbbed, leaking pre on your lower abdomen. He was looking down at you, his eyes full of lust while a small, gentle smirk adorned his plump lips. His big cock was semi-erect, hanging heavily between his legs as it leaked on your leg.
"Such a cute puppy, so willing to make his daddy feel really good, right puppy?"
You nodded, gosh he was driving you crazy. "Yes daddy..."
Steve bit his lower lip, his cock throbbing at your sweet answer. He turned around and your eyes widened when the sight of his perfect, round, soft, plump, exquisite, juicy ass came close to your face to the point the strong smell of musk and sweat hit your nose. "Hmm..." He leaned forward, exposing his puffy, slick asshole to you before bringing one hand to finger himself slowly, making sure to stretch himself. "Fuck puppy, you fucked daddy so good last night... I'm pretty sure there's still some cum inside daddy's ass." With the same hand, he spanked one of his buttcheeks, the soft mound of flesh jiggled but your eyes were locked on that delicious pink hole you were so eager to taste. "See how my ass needs you, puppy? Can you see it?" Fuck yes you could see it, from the way it clenched eagerly, wanting your tongue deep inside. "Puppy, give your daddy's ass a good eating, make sure to hit every spot with that wonderful tongue of yours."
"Mhm, yes daddy." His words were a direct order to your brain, or that's how you interpreted them. Your hands went to hold his hips tightly, your fingers sinking on the soft flesh before you dived in between his ass cheeks. Steve let out a gasp the moment your mouth was in contact with the soft ring of muscles, his body reacted on its own, pushing his ass deeper against your face. "Mmmff..." Your lips were all over the slick entrance, sucking and kissing like a hungry man. The strong smell was fogging your mind, you were addicted to it. You nuzzled closer as you lapped the slick entrance, your licks and kisses growing sloppier by the second.
"Oh fuck, stop playing, puppy... Give daddy what he needs." A hand of his moved to the back of your head before pushing you deeper as his grinded his ass all over your mouth.
You were in heaven, not wanting this moment to stop any time soon. Your eyes were crossed, rolling to the back of your head. You pushed your tongue inside his tight asshole, his gummy walls quickly tightening around you, trying to suck you deeper in.
Meanwhile, Steve was having such a great time, the sight of you buried deep under him brought him so much pleasure. Having an adorable pup addicted to him always made him so horny.
"Good boy... ahn, such a good puppy for me..."
"Hmm... hmmff..." The skin was wet with saliva and slick, it was a dirty, sticky mess. Your tongue could only reach so far, Steve's hole was so tight, if only you could stretch it more.
As if your thoughts were heard, Steve lifted his hips before shoving two fingers deep inside him. "Ah! Ahn fuuuck yes!"
"Daddy... more..."
"You want more of this, puppy?" he asked as he stretched open his hole with two fingers, showing the pink-ish insides covered in saliva and juice. You just nodded, eagerly, his words were blurry to yours ears, you just wanted to have him back on your face. Steve wanted that just as much as you, so he removed his fingers to trap you again under his ass, grinding slowly, smothering you with the sticky mess coated on his skin.
Your tongue once again found its way inside him, now more stretched than before. The taste invaded your mouth, you loved it, and tried to push your tongue deeper to get more of Steve's loud and lewd moans.
"Yes...! Oh yes! Just like that puppy, unngh just like that! How does it taste, puppy?"
"Ah.. haa... so delicious, daddy, thank you," you said almost incoherently, your brain had melted into a puddle of pure pleasure, all you could think was ass and pleasure. You licked more the puffy, swollen hole, eating it good just like your daddy wanted.
Out of nowhere, Steve lifted his hips, leaving you unsatisfied. Despite your whining, his ass never got back on your mouth.
"I'm sorry, pretty pup, but daddy wants you to have fun with something else." You immediately stopped whining when the head of his heavy, leaking cock was at eyes-level with you. "You like daddy's cock, isn't that right?" You swallowed thickly, your eyes glued on the throbbing shaft, some pre-cum leaking on your nose, cheek, and lips, and the smell... Fuck. Steve saw the hunger in your eyes, and smirked. "Open your pretty mouth for me, pretty please." Didn't need to be told twice, your mouth immediately opened wide, giving space for Steve to shove his cock deep inside your mouth. "Oooh.. yes, that's the spot..." He fully rested his hips on top of your face, using your mouth like a sleeve for his shaft, perfect for warming his cock. You gagged, your throat working to fit all of his perfect asset. The taller man just chuckled, enjoying the feeling of your warm mouth on his cock, he noticed your erection, finding it adorable how turned on you were. "Let me return you the favor, puppy." His hand wrapped around your shaft, giving it slow pumps before slowly starting to go faster.
Meanwhile you were trying to stay conscious with Steve's cock in your mouth, saliva drooled out of the corners of your mouth while your tongue licked and teased whatever spot it could reach of Steve's shaft. The tip was sensitive, everytime you hit its slit, Steve would moan and his cock would throb inside your mouth, making you gag again. You could barely see anything aside from his thighs and his heavy, musky ballsack over your forehead, not that you were complaining, everything for Steve.
You moaned when you felt Steve's mouth around your cock, but your reaction was cut short when the blond man started to move his hips, fucking your mouth slowly, but deeply.
"Hmm... daddy loves puppy's mouth, it's so warm and wet, but puppy's dick is also very delicious," he said, already drunk in pleasure, before giving your dick a long lick from base to tip.
"Nghh...guuughh..."
"What's that, puppy? I can't hear you with your mouth stuffed with my fat cock..." You heard him chuckle as he kept fucking your mouth, using it as a fleshlight.
His mouth worked on every spot of your dick, kissing it, licking it, and sucking it like his favorite candy. The many kisses he gave to your sensitive tip almost brought you so close to the edge, you really wanted to cum.
Once again, he lifted his hips, his fully erected cock pulling out of your mouth with a lewd pop. You were left breathless, seeing stars, but this hasn't ended yet.
"Don't fall asleep yet, puppy, there's more..." Steve jerked his cock off right on top of your face, his eyes rolled to the back, feeling so close to cumming. "Puppy... oh god... so close, I'm so cl- ahn! ahhnn...!" A load of cum came out right away, landing all over your face, creating a bigger mess on you. "Oh shit... love it...!"
"Haaa...haaa... I also love it, daddy..."
Steve moved from on top of you and sat on the bed with his legs open, his cock was slowly softening, no wonder, you've been having nonstop sex for a while now. His eyes returned to you, and you knew he wasn't done yet.
"Come puppy, clean daddy's cock now." With your body weak, you dragged yourself to lay between his thighs and started to kiss and lick his balls and cock. "Hmm... good boy."
"Hmm... daddy's tasty cock," you mumbled between kisses and sucks. A soft kiss was given to the tip of his cock before you wrapped your lips around it's head, making sure your tongue swirled around and cleaned each spot on it. "Sluurrp... I love your cock, daddy..."
The hero of America sighed, pleased with how you worked your mouth on his cock. His eyes went back on your erection, and his hole clenched, excited from how hard you were.
"Keep sucking daddy's cock, puppy... and I'll give you such a sweet reward..." Your cock was definitely better than your tongue for his ass, it always hit his prostate, it always made him so dumb and he loved that. There's no way you'll say no to him, right? Not when he's offering you to pound him like an hungry dog.
"Hmm.. aaah.. yes..."
"Yes what? Remember who's your daddy, puppy." His thighs closed around your head, trapping you close to his cock that now rested over your face.
"Yes, daddy, you are..." you answered, pupils blown wide in a heartshape, so drunk in cock to even think clearly.
That's how Steve liked you, so fucked in your mind. "Good boy, now keep sucking, daddy has a long day prepared for us two."
Sorry it took forever I tried to think of a request but couldn't think of you without Chris Evans himself and you don't write for celebrities so I just came up with a Steve Rogers x Male Reader one.
Steve Rogers x Male Reader
Bottom Steve
Top Male Reader
No Feminization.
Male Reader wants Steve to sit on his face and keeps asking him too but Steve's scared he'll hurt him because of how muscular he is and how big his bubble butt is so he keeps telling him no, the Male Readers birthday is coming up so Steve asks him what he wants for his birthday and the Male Reader asks him to sit on his face Steve says that's not a gift and says no but the Male Reader just keeps saying that's all he wants so his birthday rolls around and all the avengers are in the living room giving him gifts to which he's happily opening them he gets to Steve's gift and it's a sweater and that hurts him for 2 reasons one because it's like Steve doesn't know him at all and 2 he keeps thinking about what he wanted, he doesn't let anyone know he's disappointed instead he smiles and says thanks but Steve has a plan..... That night the Male Reader goes to his room to see a note that tells him to strip and lay down on his back and so he does then Steve walks out completely naked and says happy birthday and sits on his face where the Male Reader then eats his ass and afterwards he pounds Steve's ass and gives him the fucking of a life time.
Sub mouthy, whiny, slutty Steve Rogers
Dom Top Male Reader
Happy birthday (late) to dear Anon
Birthday gift
Warning. 18+. Mature content. Bottom character. Bottom Steve Rogers. Top Male reader. Both character and reader have a cock. Rimming. Subby Steve. Cockhungry.
Bottom Steve Rogers x Top Male Reader
The aroma in the kitchen let you know Steve was cooking something delicious for tonight. You sat back, staring at him from the stool on the other side of the kitchen island. Steve was humming a little song lowly, hips swaying in a low rhythm, hypnotizing you with that well rounded butt you so loved.
Your eyes were locked on that clothed gift, you felt blessed to be the one who has the right to stare at it naked, fully exposed, away from tight clothes like that sexy hero suit that makes him look like a candy. Going back to blessings, you were the only one with the right to fuck that ass like no tomorrow, all thanks to that supersoldier serum that made Steve be able to take rough, agressive paces in bed, and he sures likes it too. Only you and Steve know the things you do at that perfect asset of his, and no one else will know, because it will stay locked in the safety of your bedroom... or kitchen, or living room, perhaps even the Avenger's meeting room when no one is there, though with the last one you need to find a way to desactivate Friday and talk with Vision beforehand.
The list was almost complete, except for one position you wanted to try so badly for a while, months, maybe a couple of years since you and the american hero started dating. His bouncy and perfect bubble butt sitting right on your face, you wanted him to sit on it. SIT ON IT.
You've asked him many times, gently, begging whining, on your knees or while you eat him out, he refuses. Despite telling him countless times that you can take it, that you'll be fine, that you'll become the happiest man alive if he uses your face as his personal chair, he refuses doing what your heart most desires. The reason behind his rejection was pretty simple, but also absurd in your humble opinion; he believed he was too heavy for you. Steve was scared that he might hurt you with his fat and muscular bubble butt, believing it was too heavy and big for you. He made it sound as if his ass was your Everest, but you were not afraid of a challenge, it just made you more excited.
How could you ever convince him? He's so firm on his decision, but you really want it so badly.
"Babe," you called.
"Hmm? Yes sweetheart?" His back was still turned on you while he focused on the stew.
"You remember my birthday is coming, right?" It was a stupid question, you knew he remembered the date too well, it was the same date you two first met through Tony's surprise party for you.
Steve hummed positive. "Ofcourse I do, how could I forget about it? What about it, love?" He turns off the stove and with an old piece of towel, he moves the dutch oven to a colder surface. His blue eyes then meet with your eyes, and the corner of his lips curl into a soft smile, he looks like an adorable golden retriever when he looks at you like that. "Already thought of a birthday gift? Don't get worried about the price, I can definitely afford it." Oh, you know he can.
You played with your thumbs nervously with a silly, almost forced smile, your eyes never leaving his. "Oh, I do, believe me. So, because it's my birthday and you're my beautiful boyfriend, you'd give me anything I wanted, right?"
He just nodded, still smiling at you, waiting for your answer.
"Yeah, so, it's nothing really big, you know? It's not even expensive, you don't need money for it, just a little favor..."
Steve nodded again, but his smile seemed tighter than before. He remained silent, until he took a short, deep breath and said, "I'm not sitting on your face."
"But Steve!" you quickly complained. "Why...? I mean-" You were lost at words, tongue tangled in your mouth.
"Because... for starters, that's not a gift and I told you it might be dangerous for you," he said, gently, not meaning any judgement towards you. Steve turned around to grab some clean plates to served the still warm stew, meanwhile, you were still trying to think of a valid argument.
"It's just putting your ass on my face, baby, we've done that many times before."
Steve shook his head. "No, no, you've put your face in my ass, not the same."
You rolled your eyes. Steve placed in front of you your plate of delicious stew before putting another one for him by your side, he then went to sit on the stool next to you. "It's the same, Steve, just... vertically." The blond hero chuckled, shaking his head. "Come on, cutie pie, I promise you'll feel really good."
Steve grimaced at the pet name. "I'm sure I'll feel good, baby, what I'm not sure about is whether your beautiful head can take up the weight of a one hundred year old supersoldier. And please, don't call me cutie pie, it's... weird."
A low smirk grows on your lips, you approach his ear and whisper. "Why not, cutie pie? Does that make you horny? Makes you wanna give up that collected, well mannered mask and be the whiny prince that you are, hmm?"
You noticed his cheeks turning pink, he did not dare to look at you anymore. "Gosh, Y/n, we're eating."
"Well, let me tell you what I'm craving for, it's starts with America's and ends with ass."
Steve covered his mouth with his hand, gosh you had no filter. "Let's stick with cinnamon rolls for dessert."
"Cinnamon rolls that you have under that-" You got interrupted in a quick second with Steve muffling you with his hand.
"Just eat, and let me think about the other stuff, okay?"
You nodded. "Mhm." Deep inside, you knew he wasn't going to accept your idea, and you were running out of ideas on how to possibly convince him that you would be alright.
The special day finally came, and the living room was decorated with balloons of different colors and shapes, confetti on the floor and gifts that were brought by the many guests that have come. The Avengers team chatted hearfully while drinking and eating the snacks bought and prepared by you and Steve.
You enjoyed the company of each teammate and guest of yours, while Steve started calling everyone, gathering them in the same spot, as it was time for you to open the gifts in front of everyone.
"Alright, alright, everyone quiet," you said through a chuckle as you took the first gift handed to you. "Let's start with Tony, will you finally make me a millionaire?"
"You just need to ask," said the man before taking a sip of his champagne.
Words weren't necessary anymore, you opened the gifts one after the other, thanked the person who bought it for you, and kept going with the next one.
Finally, the gift you were waiting to open for a while was now between your hands, right in front of you. A nice little box wrapped in blue wrapping paper, decorated with a red bow on top, how cute. Maybe inside you'd find a remote butt plug to use on Steve tonight. You held back a soft giggle, trying not to make yourself look suspicious in front of the team. You smiled at Steve, who returned the gesture with a lovely smile, and opened the gift. Your smile fainted almost immediately, inside the box, there was a sweater with the shield of your partner on it. It was cute, but it was far from what you were waiting for, very far.
You forced yourself to smile again, but it was hard. You were hurt, you felt bad for not being grateful to receive something from your partner, but you also felt hurt because it almost felt like Steve didn't know you at all and this wasn't what you truly wanted from him. "Wow, a sweater... it's a pretty one! Thanks, Stevie," you said, trying to disguise the disappointment in your voice.
"You're welcome, sweetheart, I knew you'd like it." Yeah, you felt bad for not feeling happy with the gift your perfect boyfriend gave you.
Despite trying to pull your best acting in front everyone, Steve knew you very well despite you not believing it at that moment. He knew about your disappointment, it was obvious from his standing point, and knew what he had to do to fix that issue.
The party came to an end at ten in the night, people left little by little until it was you, Steve and a big mess in the living room. You two took the time to clean the place, the dishes, and reorganize things just the way both of you liked it.
"Babe, I'll drop these bags outside, you should go to the bedroom and relax, yes?" said Steve as he grabbed the trash bags, already walking towards the door of the place.
You wanted to insist on helping him, but he quickly left, leaving you alone with your own unsaid words.
Oh well, nothing you can do now.
Humming a madeup song to yourself, you made your way to your shared bedroom. The moment you opened the door, you noticed a small piece of paper sitting on the bed. Curious, you approached the feet of the bed, and noticed there was something written on the piece of paper with the calligraphy of someone you knew very well. Steve probably forgot to give it to you, or maybe he left it there on purpose. You took the piece of paper in your hand and read what was written on it.
Take off your clothes and wait for me laying on the bed.
A dirty grin came on your lips as you finished reading the short sentence.
Freaky.
You did not waste time, leaving the note back on the bed before you started stripping off of your clothes, shirt first, then pants, and underwear. You were excited, the fresh, cold air hitting your soft yet curious cock, gosh, you knew Steve's gift felt incomplete after the sweater. You waited for a few minutes, back laying on the sheets of the bed, waiting for your wonderful partner.
Steps were then heard approaching the bedroom, and your breath hitched when you saw the gorgeous naked body of your wonderful partner.
Steve stepped inside the room wearing a playful grin, his uncut cock was semi-hard, he was obviously waiting for this moment with excitement. "Hey baby," he starts in a sultry voice.
You take a deep breath in, your eyes devouring his handsome body. "Hey."
"You didn't think that was the only gift, right?" He steps inside the bedroom, approaching the bed, his blue eyes looking down at you.
"I, uh, might have felt a little bad... I'm sorry about it." You knew it! Steve gets on the bed by your side, and you noticed a sweet scent coming from his body. "Did you put body lotion on you?"
You could see his cheeks turning a little more pink. "I just wanted to make the experience better for you." Then he moved to sit on top of you, but your eyebrows frowned, confused, when he sat not on your crotch but on your chest instead, back facing you.
"Uh... babe...? Is this what I think it is...?" you asked, cheeks feeling hot as you were so close to the crack between his soft bubble butt.
Steve groaned pathetitcally, feeling a little self conscious. He turned to look down at you over his shoulder, and by pure insinct, he wiggled his ass close to your face. "You've been begging for this for so long, haven't you? I won't sit fully on your face though, alright? It's for your, uhm, own safety..." His voice was shaking with lustful excitement.
Your cock jumped awake, throbbing. The dream! It has finally come to life!
"You're the best boyfriend ever..." you mumbled.
"Hmmf..." He moved closer to your face, and at some point you could notice his hesitance. "How- how do I do this now... do I just, semi-sit on top or...?"
"Don't worry babe, I'll do everything for ya'" Your hands went to grab his soft, plump cheeks to open them apart, revealing that delicious, exquisite butthole you loved eating so good. "It's a little open already, did you finger yourself?"
He didn't answer right away, perhaps from embarassment. "Maybe..."
Gosh, that just made you even hornier. You kissed one of his buttcheeks before sucking on it hard, Steve moaned lowly, pushing his ass further on you. Your attention then went back to his eager asshole, it winked at you, tempting you to go rough on it. You're a weak man when it comes to your boyfriend's perfect ass, couldn't resist it anymore, so you shoved your face in between his cheeks.
"Oh...!" Steve remained relaxed as he felt your mouth on his sensitive entrance, you kissed him gently, taking your time to send him electric shots of pleasure. "Hmm, that feels good."
"Mhm, right?" You poked his hole with the tip of your finger, digging it a bit to pull it open, enough for you to see his wet insides. "Can't wait to eat you out, love." You pushed the tip of your tongue inside, licking the pink walls quickly before pulling back. You heard Steve whining, pushing his ass even closer to your face. "Why so impatient?"
Steve groaned at your question. "I've been thinking of your mouth... Since you brought up that face sitting stuff last time... I really want your tongue deep inside my ass, I wanted to bend over so badly during the party, I just need you." His begging and whining made your cock leak and throb. His dirty words made him so much more desirable. "Please, Y/n, eat me ... Eat my ass." With his hands he held his cheeks spread open for you, asshole clenching and unclenching around nothing, needing your tongue back inside him. Like the good boyfriend you are, you motorboated his ass, excited to eat him to the point he sobs for more. "A-ah!! Ah... Y-Y/n... "
You hummed, face buried inside his ass, his cheeks clenched around your head while your tongue pushed and trashed around his asshole. You pulled back to lick the ring of muscles, making sure to be lewdly loud, knowing that just made Steve even hornier. "Tasty asshole, love ... ~" you panted before sucking by the side of his hole, just to then push your tongue back inside.
"Aaahn! Y-yes... Yes baby!" His thighs were trembling under his weight, he needed to sit down, this was too much, and you've just started. Once again, you pulled back, leaving his hole wet, lubricated, and terribly needy. Steve whined again. "Don't pull out!" he cried, yet your tongue didn't go back inside in the next followed second, and that was unforgivable for Steve. "Dammit ..." he cursed under his breath before dropping his ass on your face, fully sitting on you, asscheeks engulfing your face, asshole pressed on your nose. "Aaahn! Ah fuck..." Steve looked at you over his shoulder, yet only saw your forehead, as the rest of your face was buried under his big ass. He should be alarmed, yet found this strangely arousing. "I'm so sorry, sweetheart, but..." His hips rolled on your face, and a soft moan escaped his lips. "But this feels so good... Oh god..." He bit his lower lip as he started to grind with a little more confidence, ignoring your muffled moans. The tip of your nose bumped against his needy anus, and your mouth made him feel so warm. He should have sat on your face long ago if he knew how good this would feel.
You were in paradise meanwhile, feeling the weight of Steve's perfect ass all over your face, it was a dream come true. The smell left you disoriented, and your vision was dark under the soft mounds of flesh.
"Love, are- are you alright down there?" Steve asks while he keeps grinding his ass on you. You showed him a thumbs up, and Steve sighed, relieved. "Can you please, please baby, push it back inside?" At his request, you pushed your tongue inside his hole, not wanting to tease him any longer. He clenched around you, his inner walls sucking your tongue deeper. Steve's eyes rolled to the back of his head, his hips moved on their own, bouncing and grinding on your face. "Oh god, oh god... O-ooh..." He bounced on your tongue, using it as a small dildo for his hungry ass. For you, it was harder to breathe with how hard he pushed his ass on you, and it seems Steve wasn't noticing that little detail, too lost in the overwhelming pleasure. "Deeper baby, please, deeper!" He begged, pushing his ass harder on your face, you almost could swear he was about to crush your head. "Ah yes... Not enough..."
Your hands gripped his thighs, but he didn't even seem to notice. Your face was smothered with saliva and ass juice that was coated between his asscheeks, you couldn't even hear him clearly now. Just the consistent moaning that turned by every second even lowder and needier. You made your best to keep working inside his hole, the smell of sex grew stronger with each bounce, Steve would stop jumping on your face just to grind his ass hard on you. His hips stopped for a moment before wiggling on your face, his hole pressed against your nose, not letting you breathe while his balls smothered your mouth.
"Fuck, oh fuck!" Steve moved his hands to support himself on your thighs, he looked back down at you over his shoulder and got even more turned on to see you struggling under his ass. He should stop and check on you, but your mouth on his hole felt amazing like this. He bit his lower lip and picked up the quick pace, bouncing on your face, ass jiggling with each movement. "Eat my ass, eat it baby, oooh... oh yes...! You know you love it!" And it was true, you were loving it, eyes glazed, rolled back till they reached your throat. Your hands went to spank his jiggling ass, winning a lewd yelp from the man above. "Again, please baby, spank my ass again..." he begged, moving his hips, trying to convince you to give him more. So whiny, so slutty, you couldn't deny his request, and spanked his ass again. "Ahn! Ah yess..." He sat straight again, weight fully resting on your face. He reached for his phone on the nightstand and took a picture from above, making sure the camera captured his bubble butt engulfing your face. Best chair ever. Steve's attention returned on you. "Loving it, baby?"
"Mhmmm... hmmff..." you answered, dizzy from lack of oxygen and uncontrolled pleasure. Your dick was painfully hard, leaking, screaming for attention. Steve noticed your problem, and despite wanting to suck it, devour it, because it looked deliciously good with the way it leaked, he decided not to touch it yet, knowing you'd burst the moment his fingers brushed your length. He couldn't let that happen, he wanted all of your cum buried deep inside his hungry ass.
"Alright sweetheart, one last kiss..." Steve lift his hips. You panted heavily, mind still foggy from the intense ass eating. Your eyes went back to his wet asshole, what did Steve mean by one last kiss? If he was going to end it like this, better make that kiss be worth it. You buried your face back on his ass and french kiss his hole, tongue going deep again. "Uuhn.. hmm... baby, aah..." He sounds so weak, as if he's about to sit back down and keep you trapped under his ass for the rest of the night. Your tongue hit the spot where his prostate was hidden. "Nghh! N-nooo... gonna make me cum... o-one last kiss Y/n..." Steve wanted to pull back, but when your tongue moves so good inside him... He whimpers, he doesn't want to cum like this, not today. "Y/n, baby... ahnn... please..." You ignore him, spitting on his hole before going back to making out with his hole. Steve's cock leaks like a broken faucet on your chest, he doesn't move, eyes lost, too focused on the way your tongue is cleaning him deep. "Shit... shit, love... don't wanna cum like this..." he whines pathetically.
You finally stop, biting softly his buttcheek. "How do you wanna cum, precious?" you ask.
Steve's panting, feeling so uncomfortably emtpy. "With your big, fat cock deep inside him... wanna have you pound me hard... please Y/n... please... fuck me hard, destroy my ass... ruin it forever, leave me wide open and full of your tasty cum... fuck me, fuck me, please baby fuck me..." Steve's mind was full of wild, dirty sex. He didn't want anything else, he wanted to be fucked, used, destroyed. "Fuckmefuckmefuckme please!" His eyes filled with tears from desperation. Empty, he felt so fucking empty. Needed cock, wanted cock so bad.
With a swift movement, you moved away from under him and positioned yourself kneelight behind his ass. Your hand grabbed firmly his hips while the other helped your cock find the way to paradise. "You're so fucking hot when you become so needy, love..." Steve whimpered at your words, it always ends up like this whenever you two have sex, he doesn't seem to control himself, he just turns into a mindless, needy, horny man wanting his partner's cock. You decide not to go gentle with him, he doesn't want it gentle, he wants it rough, so you shove your length deep inside him with one harsh pound.
"Ahhnn!! Fuuuck fuck! Baby!" Steve cries, one tear rolling down his cheek. His ass tightens around your cock, stealing a moan from you.
"Fuck, I'll never get tired of that butt, love," you pant, pulling out for a moment before burying your cock back inside.
"Nghhh! Haaa..." His tongue lolled out, panting like a dog as he took all of you inside him. It felt amazing, it always felt amazing how your cock filled him completely, hitting his prostate and every sensitive spot.
Meanwhile, the wetness and tightness of his hungry anus almost brought you to an immediate, strong orgasm. You were so close to fill your partner with cum like a donut, your balls ached with the gurgling cum waiting to be released. It was your only goal now, make sure Steve remains stuffed for the rest of the night. Hands firm on the blond man's hips, you quicken up the pace, hips clapping against his cheeks with each thrust.
Steve's hands turned into fists as he gripped the sheets with so much strength his knucked turned white, he wasn't trying to stifle his moans anymore, letting all these obscene sounds out.
"Love that, babe?" you asked with a cocky grin, pounding hard inside him, the captain's ass jiggling, waves of flesh becoming more visible from your angle.
"Yes! Yes! Love it! I luv it so much!" he pants, eyes crossed as he's dragged back and forward with each pound. "Harder, please fuck me harder!"
So whiny and demanding. You spank his ass to which Steve whines pathetically before squeezing his ass and fucking him slow, but hard and deep. "You're so demanding, love, so whiny and needy," you say with a soft voice, even if you were fucking him agressively.
Steve, now feeling weak after surrendering to the overwhelming pleasure, tries to clench around your dick one last time, but he can't, he doesn't have the strength anymore. His thighs quiver, and his dick hurts. "So close... so close... gonna cum, gonna cum a lot..." he keeps repeating like a mantra.
"You wanna cum?"
Your boyfriend nods, whimpering. "Uh-huunn...need to cum, please... please let me cum..."
You pull back from him, and Steve immediately starts whining, complaining about how empty he feels and how mean you are for edging him. But it wasn’t really the case, you flipped him on his back, pushed his legs back on his chest and slammed your cock back inside, ripping a powerful orgasm from Steve.
“Haaannnn!! Nghh! Ha! Haaa…” His back arches, his cock stiffens as large ropes of cum shoot, leaving a mess all over himself. Steve whimpers, little tears coming down from his eyes. “Meanie…” he whimpers, yet deep inside, he loved every second of it.
“I’m sorry, love, let me reward you for that wonderful birthday gift you just gave me.” You go back to fucking him quick, Steve whines from overstimulation as his cock tries to wake up again. The wet clapping turns messier, until it stops abruptly with you burying yourself deep inside his ass while you groan out loud. Steve’s eyes roll to the back of his head as his mouth hangs up in a silent cry.
Cum starts dripping from the sides of his pink, puffy hole. You pull back slowly, balls feeling less heavy. Steve’s hole remains wide open with white insides, with some cum running down between his cheeks. You love the sight, so you scoop some of the cum with your fingers and push it back inside.
“Hmmf!” whimpers Steve.
“Thank you, baby.” You lower down to kiss the tears away from his flushed cheeks. “Best birthday ever.”
Steve smiles weakly. “Everything for you, sweetheart.”
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Sorry for the birthday left. I was surprised to reach above the 4k words tho.
Wonho The Titan : Idolization, Temptation, Domestication
*Quick intro preview of the mega length Wonho commission going on sale this weekend once edited. The reader is Wonho's personal assistant on tour but quickly starts Idolizing the massive Titan and gets kinky thoughts. These quickly get amplified by sharing a room with Wonho to cut costs. However, when Wonho discovers the readers desires he does not immediately confront them head on, instead playfully teasing them into confessing. Will they end uo being able to handle the titan?*
The crowd outside is deafening and the stage crew is panicking around to close everything down before curfew. As you are walking to the exit Wonho meets up with you and starts to walk alongside you, drenched in sweat and exhausted. "Another successful show right?" He asks you, panting a little. You bring the towel up to his face to dry him off a little. "Yeah another crowd satisfied!" You laugh, the two of your exiting the back of the arena and getting into the car to head to the hotel.
Finally you swipe the keycard and walk in through the door to the decently sized, midrange hotel room you shared with Wonho. You walk past the door to the ensuite on the right and sit down on your bed on the left of the room as Wonho walks over to his and stands facing away from you to sort out the clothes on his bed for tomorrow morning. After weeks of resisting temptation, you look over at his ass. For a few minutes you can do nothing but analyse his ass. The shape of each cheek looking like his shorts were stuffed with padding to make perfect round boulders. The fact each cheek seemed like a good 15 inches wide. Then there was the shadow under each that showed the volume of each. Then you started to get flashbacks to the dream from last week where he treated you like a seat after a long show, telling you that it was your job to him comfortable. While hot, and something you wish could happen, you knew he was too kind for that, or so you thought. You slowly got harder and harder until you had to look away. "You okay if I just sleep in my boxers tonight and no duvet? It's boiling in here!" He asks, too hot to be covered, but still wanting to respect his assistants comfort and boundaries.
"Oh, yeah, of course! That sounds like a good idea, it really is hellish in here tonight," you say, trying desperately to keep your voice from cracking as you stare at the floor to avoid looking back at his massive, muscular silhouette. You shift uncomfortably on the edge of the bed, feeling the heat rising in your own body as you struggle to regain your composure. "I don't mind at all, really. I actually might do the same, just a thin sheet is plenty." You take a deep breath, attempting to focus on the itinerary in your lap rather than the physical presence you Idolized just a few feet away.
Wonho hums in agreement, seemingly oblivious to your internal struggle as he pulls his shirt over his head. The movement causes his muscles to ripple and flex, the tan skin of his back glistening under the dim hotel lighting. "Good, good. We need our rest if we're going to kill it in Tokyo tomorrow," he says, his voice deep and soothing. He turns around, and for a split second, you catch the view of his incredibly narrow waist tapering down into those massive, powerful hips before he grabs a pair of loose lounge shorts.
As he moves around the room, the scent of his post show sweat begins to fill the small space with a heady, masculine mix of expensive cologne, salt, and the raw, musky aroma of a man who has just spent two hours performing under intense lights. It’s an intoxicating smell that makes your head swim even though he has become numb to it. He hops onto his bed, the mattress dipping significantly under his weight, and stretches his long, muscular limbs.
"Man, my glutes are absolutely killing me after that choreography," he groans, reaching back to massage the thick muscle of his thigh, right where it meets his seat. He glances over at you, a playful, warm smile tugging at the corners of his lips. "You look a little flushed, Jo. Are you feeling alright? Or is the heat finally getting to you?" He chuckles, his eyes twinkling with a kindness that makes your heart race even faster.
"I'm fine, really! Just... a bit tired," you stammer, forcing a laugh that sounds a little too high pitched even to your own ears. You keep your eyes glued to the itinerary, though the words are starting to blur as your mind drifts back to the thoughts or him, how his ass is the best you've ever seen, and how heavenly his weight suffocating you could be.
Wonho doesn't seem convinced, but he doesn't push. He rolls onto his side, facing you, his massive arm acting as a pillow. The movement causes his lounge shorts to ride up slightly, exposing the very top of his muscular thighs. "Well, don't work too hard. You're the one keeping this whole tour on track," he says warmly. He settles into the pillow, his breathing slowing as he prepares for sleep.
The room falls into a comfortable silence, apart from the hum of the air conditioner, but for you, the silence is heavy. Every time he shifts, the bed creaks, and the scent of his skin, that intoxicating musk wafts over to your side of the room. You try to close your eyes, but all you can see is the silhouette of those massive, tan glutes etched into the darkness. You realize then that you aren't just admiring him like early in the tour; you are becoming completely obsessed. As you finally drift into a restless sleep, your last conscious thought is a desperate wish that the morning would come faster, just so you can see him in his gym gear again.
The entire gym session was a disaster. Did Wonho still get a good workout for arms and glutes? Yes, but one of the jocks spent the entire hour being loud and annoying, farting around a fellow jock friend as 'motivation'. Wonho was cute, kind, and usually chill, but tonight he decided to bring out The Titan.
"Sorry Carter, please don't fart on me again! I promise to be bett..." The weaker jock gets cut off as a massive fart roars into his face from Carters sweaty ass and echoes in the gym. "No apologies, no promises, just progress! If you can't overpower me then just accept my farts! Now get out of here you weak whiny mess! You should be thankful to smell such powerful farts!" Carter laughs, walking slowly out towards the changing rooms. Wonho sets down the weights and follows him out, slowly walking behind softly as Carter heads to the exclusive members room with soft padded benches. Oblivious to the beast of a man behind him he swipes his keyboard and pushes the door open slightly. "Mind if I join?" Wonho asks, face sporting a blank stare as he uses a single hand to push Carter into the room.
"Man you aren't supposed to be in here!" Carter turns around to face Wonho, quickly noticing he is no longer the largest in the room. Wonho simply kicks Carters leg and picks him up, laying him flat on the bench and crossing his arms over his chest to be held by a single of Wonhos hands. "Oh yeah, and who in here is going to kick me out? You disrupted my workout, and others had to leave with how annoying you were. Now you pay for interrupting the workouts of much more important people!" With Carter barely able to fight back against Wonho's grip, he can only lay and watch the bigger, beefier, body builder like man turn around and show his ass in compression shorts, a long slick line of sweat between the massive doughy cheeks.
"You too weak to fight back? You know what that means!" Wonho grunts, farting directly above Carters face, using his own gym discipline for wrestling team members against him. Carter can only try put on a strong front, slowly inhaling to try keep his composure as the stink is some of the worst he has dealt with. "Man fuck you! Who do you think...." Another burst of gas gags Carter mid sentence and makes him lose his composure. Trying to free himself he kicks the walls accidentally and hits his head off the cushioned bench a little. "Too weak to escape?" Wonho says again, this time lower his ass down to sit on Carters head. "Sniff!" He whispers with a silent eggy fart, fueled by the earlier meal of six eggs and a fiber based shake. Now he can feel the resistance in Carters hands start to weaken, a sign his gas is doing the trick. Wonho lets the fart linger for a few minutes allowing Carter to breathe it in from the sweaty fabric, almost like a gassy waterboarding. "Right, what do you say for the disruption in the gym?" Wonho rises up but keeps his grip on Carters crossed wrists. "Never! My methods are effective and that's all that matters!" Carter refuses to give up his control, a mistake that costs him more of his dignity than he could have imagined. "Look at that! Still can't overpower me! Guess this will let you see if your method truly is effective in making people grow!"
Wonho sits back down on Carters face, but this time he lifts his legs and lays them fully on top of Carters as he removes his hand. "By the way, you should be thankful to smell such powerful farts!" He laughs to himself thighs now keeping Carters hands trapped as Wonho sat full weight, his only support being how his cheeks wrapped around Carters head and touched the edges of the bench. Fart after fart rolls out, getting wetter as they go on. The stench is inhumane, but to Carter it did not matter, he would soon pass out as the soaked fabric of the compression shorts removed his ability to breathe anything but farts for the following hour that Wonho used him.
Carter woke up the next day and opened his phone to hundreds of notifications about a photo posted at midnight. It was him buried in a man's massive ass, photo cropped to not show Wonho's face. The entire Shatterstone Frat group chat was simply filled with #SeatforaTitan
As he did I got to see just how hairy his crack was. It was a perfect forest of curly black hairs. I couldn't even find his hole until he pushed it out to release another bubbly fart before crashing down on my open mouth. BBBBRRRRTTT. "Man that feels good. I don't think you understand how much my stomach hurts. My asshole itches though from all those wet farts. Would you mind helping me out?"I stuck my tongue out and started to lick the around the rim and inside. "Oh yes! That feels amazing! Keep going man!" He started bouncing gently on my face, clenching his tight hole around my tongue, farting every once in a while. I felt his big balls jiggling on my chin as he pulled out his dick and jerked off. Damn I wanted to see and taste that. I could tell he was close to climaxing when his dad came stomping in finishing off a slice of homemade pizza with extra cheese. "What's going on here? You using my cushion young man? Would you like to be mine? I haven't even gotten a proper use of him yet." "No pops I was just about to go get a shower. It's been a long day of work." He got up dripping precum and looked down at me longingly before surprising me and his father by leaning down to give me a gentle kiss. "Try not scare this one off Pops. He's really cute and I'd love to get to know him better" he said before leaving. His father grunted before stripping and turning around, spreading his fat, hairy cheeks and sending a stench in the air. I could see the shit matted in the hairs around his hole. He pushed and let out a heavy shart that sprayed his crack and my face with big specks of shit before settling on my face. He started to rub against my face, farting several times. "Clean me up boy so we can get started. I want every hair shiny and my hole sparking pink. I'm not getting up until I get off and I won't even start to do that before I'm clean. He settled in on my face, turning on an episode of Cobra Kai. I cleaned his crack as best I could before making my way to his hole while he let out the nastiest farts I had ever heard or smelled. PPPPPPRRRRRRRRRRRRR. SSSPPPPPPPRPRPRRPRPRPRR. PPRRTTRTRTRTRPTPRTPRTPRTPRTPRPTRPTPRTP. His hole was disgusting. The moment I started to push my tongue in I could feel a thick turd pushing out. Thankfully he did too and got up and went to the toilet right next door. I could hear the splashing and rumble of his farts as he filled the toilet with the door open staring at me "You're a fart cushion not a toilet, at least for today. No promises for the future though" as he sat back down and forced me to start over with cleaning his nasty, hairy ass. This time though, he started to pull on his big balls and cock, grinding down on my face. He let out wet fart after fart for 20 minutes before he finally got up, turned around, and came on my face. "Alright you can go now. Get out of my house. We''ll do this again sometime soon"
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Eddie sat his hairy ass back on Johnny’s face and ripped another huge fart. “Come on boy. Eat my ass. It’s all sweaty and itchy. Let me feel that tongue soothe my nasty hole” Eddie smothered the slave’s face until he couldn’t breathe, then yelled “Either you eat my ass or you die under it. Your choice.” Johnny started to lick and suck on Eddie’s hairy hole while Eddie started wiggling and pushing back against his tongue, farting wetly while he started to stroke his 7 inch dick. “Oh yeah, that’s a good boy. Keep going. Mmm. Fuck!” Prrrrrrttttttt Fssssssssshhhhhh Eddie smothered poor Johnny’s head, farting and getting ate deeply, pushing his hole into the slave’s mouth until he came. When he came though, he ended up pushing out the tip of thick turd. “Oh damn! Disturbs to do that.” He started to get up, unsure of what rules Raul might have and then thought better of it. “What he doesn’t know won’t hurt him. Open up your mouth slave boy” he pushed until the boy’s mouth was full, then cut off the huge turd, dropping the first bit in Johnny’s mouth. “Chew and swallow, then I’ll let you breathe” he said as he sat and squashed Johnny’s face once again. Johnny was forced to chew up the nasty shit. It was disgusting and he could taste bits of corn and nuts. He finished swallowing and Eddie let out a big fart around the dump that was still in his hairy ass right as Raul came back. “I see you’re enjoying my fart slave. How’s he doing? He sucking up all your gas for you?” Raul talked to his friend while sitting his naked hairy ass on Johnny’s stomach and ripped a giant fart. FPRPprfprfprpfrFPRFPRFRFPRPprfprfprpfrFPRFPRFRPPFRFPRFPRPRPFRPRPFRPFRPFRPFRPFRPRFPFRPPPFRFPRFPRPRPFRPRPFRPFRPFRPFRPFRPRFPFRP “He’s doing all right. I wish I could push more but I really gotta take a big shit to be honest” Eddie said, farting one more time before getting up. “Oh, well it looks like you already let a bit out” looking at the streaks around Johnny’s mouth. “Sorry about that man. I was just pushing and it just kind to came out” Raul smirked down at Johnny, saying “Oh it’s fine, just kept that to a minimum. I’m trying to train him to take everything out of my fat, hairy ass anyway and it’d be awesome to watch him choke on one of your big shits. I just want to be the first to feed him” Eddie made his way to the bathroom and started to fill the toilet with his giant dump with the door open. “That being said, don’t bother to wipe. You can just use his tongue” Raul yelled to Eddie over the loud farts and grunting coming from the hairy man.
A link to the story I'm continuing: https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/urination/aromatherapy
Part 1
I waited 10 minutes before leaving. I was shaking with anticipation. i had never been so excited in my whole life. He was already pulled around waiting in a 2018 GMC Sierra Crew Cab. "Get in. This isn't a free ride by the way. You can either give me gas money or get down there and sniff my gas. It's a 30 minute drive, maybe longer since it's about to be rush hour. Your choice". There wasn't even a question. I quickly climbed in the passenger side and laid down while he rose up and lowered his basketball shorts. He was wearing stained gray boxer briefs with a wet stain on the back and a big golden brown streak going up the crack. They smelled like a sweaty toilet seat. He quickly sat down and ground his fat ass around my face until my nose was right in the middle of his crack. He reached back, spreading his cheeks and pressing down until my nose was pushing the dirty undies into his hole and his ass enveloped my face. "Ah, that's it. Your nose feels great in my nasty hole. I'm still sweaty from that sauna and I just took the most massive shit so your nose is going to have to scratch that itch." He ground his ass on my face some more as we pulled out of the parking lot. We stopped at every red light on the way to the highway. It took 45 minutes to get to his place. I could smell the fresh shit around his hairy hole and he kept letting out the worst SBDs the whole way laughing each time and rubbing it in on my nose. Finally we got there and he pulled up his shorts and got out. I sat up and made my way out as well. The house was huge and there were 3 other vehicles in the driveway, 2 SUVs and another pickup. We made our way inside and he took me straight to the living room. "I'm hungry so I'm going to make myself something to eat. Get down on the floor with your head in that seat over there and I'll be back" pointing to the comfy chair in the corner. I quickly obeyed and was waiting quietly in the dark when suddenly this handsome young man walked in texting on his iPhone Xr. He had on only a jockstrap that was bulging. He looked to be about 25 maybe and he had a perfect amount of muscle, nice arms, legs, firm pecs, with a little bit of a chiseled but bloated belly and a nice happy trail. He launched himself ass first into the chair I had my face waiting in and oh boy was it a nice one. Nice smooth golden cheeks with a very hairy crack that smelled like a long day with several unshowered before it. Once he had sat down he quickly realized there was something under him but instead of getting up he just farted loudly and wetly. PRRRBBBBBBTTTTTT. "Ah. That felt good. I don't smell a thing. Pops must have gotten a new fart cushion. Awesome! Especially after all those burritos had for lunch. The cheese and beans is really fucking my stomach up." He sat on my face for 10 minutes letting let out several sbds and loud wet releases while rubbing his sexy belly and really ground his wet hole into my face before spreading his cheeks to let out a huge shart. SSSSSSRRRRRRRHHHHHHHHTTTTTTTT. My nose was sprayed with hot air and speckles of shit "Whew that was nasty. Think I felt a little shit come out on that one. Pops will have a fit if I stained his favorite chair! He might even make me his fart cushion again! Definitely don't need that torture!" He shot up and turned around bending down to make sure he hadn't made a mess of the seat. While he did I got to see more of his handsome face. He had a perfect chiseled jaw, beautiful mischievous eyes, and a thin, long nose (think Daniel Croix with green eyes). I licked my lips as he finally got to inspecting me. "Nice. It all went on you huh, cutie? Well plenty more where that came from" He said with a chuckle. He let out a bubbling fart into the air and sniffed. "Damn that's ripe. Why don't you open that pretty mouth for me this time just to be safe. I'll try not to take a dump in it". I shuddered at the thought as I'm not into that at all. He kindly wiped my face off looking down at me with a glint in his eye. I did as he said as he turned around and spread that perfect ass open.
