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@mwchexploits
Where we headed?
I have been getting a ton of asks and messages inquiring where I’ll take my blog once Tumblr is done fucking up their site. I still haven’t decided where (or if) I’ll take this lil dog and pony show, but I am curious about where y'all are heading? Is there a popular choice where the flock is migrating to, or are we about to scatter on the wind?
I know this story...
i know its the mets, but this is the coolest shit i’ve ever seen a human being do
Smoove with it too
This is the kind of shit you see in anime that shows that a certain character is stronger than other characters.
“Pathetic. You can’t even hold the bat you dare step to the plate? Have you no respect for the sport?”
reminds me of this gif
Baseball players are to be feared
Reblogging for the last one
^Same for me
They just kept getting progressively more “woah”
much woah
Oh my god this is a lucky universe
every time this post comes around, my favorite part is the “I know it’s the Mets” qualifier at the beginning lmao like how baseball that this zillion note posts starts with “sorry for putting this hellteam on your dash, bUT”
I just did a spit take with my coffee...
Weird
Amazing light refraction.
Pride waterfall!
Pride Month, where are thou?
Bbggvjjfgfx
Me going to bed on June 30th
Short Story Inspiration
So here’s the deal. The guy I’m with right now knows about my Tumblrs and enjoys both of them, however he has asked that I not write about us. I can respect that, because he is a very private guy. But he has also asked that I don’t write about the Coach anymore – apparently when I do the stroll down memory lane, I come back just a little moody. lol
Someone that follows this blog came up with the idea for me to do an experiment. I would like you all to send me a photo to inspire me, and I will write an erotic short story about the photo, trying to keep in line with the style of what I have already posted here. The submission can be of you, or another photo that you think would be inspirational.
The DO’s:
1. Do submit a photo, or send me a post via the messenger that you would like me to use for inspiration. 2. Do include your ideas for character names or a theme that you would like to see me use. 3. Do let me know if you want to be credited for the photo submission. 4. Do send all submissions to @mwchexploits , please.
The DON’Ts
1. Don’t send videos because they already tell a story. GIFs are cool. 2. Don’t send me weird shit. A picture of a tea kettle on a doily isn’t going to inspire much of a story – well, one that would fit on this blog, anyway. If it is something that you could picture me posting on @midwestcockhound then it should be good to go. 3. Do not send me pictures of children, or “legal” guys that look like they are children. Especially if they are in any sort of sexual situation. EVER. If your predilection is “barely legal,” you do you – but I don’t want it on my blog
I think this has the potential to be a lot of fun, so hit me with your submissions!
Thanks
Rob
I mean, if you’re offering
Halloween Ginger Candy
Night was quite advanced and Olgierd was still far from any city, or would hardly find an inn around. Tired from his journey he needed to take a good night rest but all he could see were some small houses in the village. As he approached them the red head lead silently his horse to a tree and attached him, then he went in direction of the nearby barn from which a small light was coming from. Looking carefully inside he discovered that it was just a carved pumpkin and thought that some kids had left it here. Finding a stack of hay not far he removed his long coat to throw it on like a sheet and fell, exhausted. But a stir at his groin was bothering him. Rolling on his back he quickly unlaced his pants and seized the growing manhood hidden in them. The man brought his engorged dick out and began to masturbate.
Though, it wasn’t enough to satisfy his urge and Olgierd quickly kicked his boots off to next strip of his trousers. Now that he had more freedom, two of his fingers went directly to his ass and were inserted in the orifice. Not minding the two enflamed eyes gazing at his obscene display the man played passionately with himself. He began to moan while the digits were moving, thrusting in deeper feverishly over time as he rolled his thumb on the leaking tip of his fully erect cock.
All to his pleasure the man was quite surprised when he discovered someone standing at the entrance. The noises he had done must have alerted the farmer and was now caught red-handed. It wasn’t the first time he was seen in such state, and despite the situation had no shame of leaving his genitals exposed. The noble regained his composure quickly.
- Listen, I’m no thief, said Olgierd calmly after stopping his pleasuring to hold his hand high as a sign of peace.
- Did you look at your face? How can you not be a bandit? replied the man with doubt.
It was true that with all the scars over his face and body he could hardly be taken for the nobleman he was.
- I’m just looking for a place to sleep tonight, I’ll leave at dawn. At least let me stay here.
From what he could see the man was in his fifties judging by the white strands in his black hair and full beard. Though, despite his advanced age, he was certainly handsome with his broad shoulders and thick arms and legs. Soft body hair covering the muscular chest was showing through the opened linen shirt.
- And what’s in it for me?
Olgierd had noticed how regularly the older man was looking at his junk and thought he could make use of that.
- Let me make a deal with you. I’ll give you 10 golds right now to spend the night in your barn. And if that’s not enough I’ll also work for my stay.
With a grin, the red head spread his legs a bit more to reveal his sweaty crack. As planned, this move made the stranger come closer. Taking his pants, the rogue took the small purse attached to hit before handing it to the rugged man. But he threw it aside, not even looking in it, before kneeling between the hairy legs. The elder leaned over him to grab both his wrists and kept him still.
- Time for you to be of use then.
Holding him firmly with one hand, the other went directly to undo the pants. Even if Olgierd was expecting the next part as the farmer’s cock was brought to his anus, he couldn’t help but wince when it was inserted roughly. The noble had underestimated the man that was far from average in girth and stretched further his insufficiently prepared orifice.
- You never mentioned that I would have to go easy on you, did ya? said the man with a smirk once he saw his reaction.
The older lover made him whine even louder as he continued to force in his manhood. And when a good portion had entered, his hips finally moved backward before diving back in him deeper. Olgierd was a bit at a discomfort about this unceremonious penetration but nevertheless enjoyed finding this greatly endowed hunk. But something felt odd when a hand came to muffle his moaning.
- You better keep it quite my boy. You certainly don’t want those farmers to come and spoil the fun we have together, right?
The face in front of him was slowly transforming as dark rings appeared under the blue eyes, the skin became paler and sharp teeth grew in his opened mouth. With the long nails on the strong hands holding him everything made it clear that he was in fact being bred by a vampire, and a high one at that. To his dismay the man he had thought to be the owner was in fact a monster he had invited to make use of him as he wished.
The creature was ravaging his orifice with even more ferocity, certainly enthralled by the fear he had provoked. He impaled him almost completely with his massive and still growing manhood due to the transformation. It wasn’t as big as having two guys in him but would clearly be more than he had hoped to fulfil his raging needs.
- Do not worry, I’m not hungry. So as long as you stay obedient you have nothing to fear.
The nobleman didn’t sense any malice what the creature had just said, and in sign of submission the red head lifted his legs higher to offer a better access and took the vampire balls deep. The message was clearly passed as the hand over his mouth was removed.
- The only thing I need from you right now is your dick. Just fuck me and shut up, said the warrior with defiance. Though, I wouldn’t mind if you ditch fangs and claws.
- If only all my pets could be like you.
After releasing his hold on the wrists, the vampire slowly regained his humanity but kept the oversized genitals for Olgierd to enjoy. Ripping off the red head’s shirt he rubbed the heavily hairy chest before playing with the sensitive nipples.
The plowing continued a moment until the nobleman felt himself empty. Next, he was turned on his belly and lying with his cock in the hay. The fearsome man did not let him time to go back on his coat as he penetrated the abused orifice again. It was hard for him not to moan each time the gargantuan cock was rubbing his prostate.
Never had he been bred so intensely. Due to his nature the older man was going at a pace faster and stronger than any lovers he had before and brought him an intense orgasm in mere minutes. Olgierd’s semen was soon uncontrollably shot in the dry hay as the hard pounding continued. Despite all his efforts he couldn’t stay quiet but the vampire didn’t prevent him from groaning.
- It’s apparently your first time with one of my kin, I hope you enjoy it, whispered the man in his ear.
- Don’t you dare stop.
- It won’t end until I had my share, and you’ll soon be addicted to it my dear.
It was undeniable that Olgierd wanted it to continue and would hardly find it with any other normal man. His face was pressed against the floor and even after the intense orgasm his dick was still rock hard. Though the vampire suddenly stopped and helped him to stand up. It was the perfect occasion to finally take a good look at the impressive cock that was destroying his asshole and appreciate his size. The nobleman was interrupted in his gazing and led outside as his lover invited him to grab the wood bar usually used to tie horses’ bridles.
- Now let me breed you like the good pet you are.
With just a grin the horny red head complied and bent forward, spreading his legs eagerly to let the vampire come closer. Not wanting to miss it this time, he watched carefully as every inch was disappearing in his anus. Once in place the rough mating resumed. The man wouldn’t usually risk to be seen in this submissive position, but the night making it more intimate he didn’t mind.
When his second orgasm finally arrived Olgierd spayed his seeds over the grass, his muscles contracting around the cock moving inside him. This brought his lover close to his own ending. The vampire’s climax was brutal as he hammered even more abruptly the reddened buttocks, and the rogue had to hold himself strongly to the wood for not being projected. With the infertile semen abundantly injected in him, he almost felt like a mare being inseminated by a stallion. Each trust was putting even more of it in the nobleman and he was enjoying it.
- Thanks for the pounding, I really needed that, said the red head once the older man had finished.
- Come back whenever you want one. I’m always looking for an obedient pet.
Removing himself from the orifice, the softening cock was followed by the seeds it had just released. Olgierd saw the vampire put the swollen manhood back in his pants before living. Satisfied by this strange encounter, he was also relieved that he had stayed alive from this ordeal and went back to his couch for a well deserved rest.
This small story is my participation to a small Halloween special that was organized with @f0-star, @greeneyedwolfking, @killy-stein, @jondessins.
Be sure to check their submissions too. :D
I’ll take “how I knew I was a homosexual as a child” for $400, Alex
Gay culture is Chris O'Donnell as Robin in the Batman movies
Y'all are tryna be funny but this is real life.
Don’t forget the close up pecs, crotch, and ass shots. I still don’t see any heterosexual reasons for this.
I don’t think Frank thought I was serious, because he laughed when I offered to blow him.
“I mean it, Frank,” I pouted. I knew I shouldn’t be mixing work and sex, but with the warm weather our construction crew were pulling in overtime, and I’d barely had time to beat off much less find sex in this small town. And seeing the way this burly 49 year old would surreptitiously eye me up gave me hope I could make something happen. “No strings, no recip, just good old fashioned head.”
The man let out a low whistle as he turned the pick up truck onto the main highway. “They sure grow you young guys with some real balls these days,” he shook his head gruffly.
Yeah, I had some nerve. But I was real built for 19, from the gym and football, and even though Frank had more beefy bulk, I knew I could at least hold my own if it came to fists. But I had a feeling it wasn’t gonna. “Come on, boss, I know you want it.” Frank wasn’t my boss exactly, but he was unofficially in charge of me at the site, so the nickname just sort of developed.
He drove silently for a minute then replied softly. “It HAS been a while.” He looked over at me, catching me staring at the packed crotch of jeans. Then, “what the hell,” he said as he pulled the truck into a deserted industrial park while he reached down to unzip with his free hand.
Frank came fast that day, maybe in a minute flat, I think he was so backed up. He even apologized, but I was happy as a clam, even leaning back in the cab of the truck and whacking out my own quick load, with the flavor of Frank’s salty cum still in my mouth.
I had a feeling the stud would want more of that, but I wasn’t prepared for how Frank became so, I dunno, almost romantic. The next day on the site, he seemed a little standoffish until about an hour before quitting time, when he sauntered up to me, looking hot as hell in his construction gear, the burly muscle showing through.
“Hunt…” he started. Frank was the only one to shorted my name Hunter like that. “You maybe interested in coming over to my place after work? I can’t cook, but I do a mean take out.”
I gave him my best pearly white smile, “I’d love that, boss,” I said. Apprehensive that things could be getting complicated at my job, but excited as hell inside.
It had been a long day in the sun and those beers at Frank’s place were about the tastiest I’d had. I’d gone down on him the minute we got to his place, but there was still an erotic buzz between as we chatted like longtime buddies and sat in his basic townhouse rec room. I could tell he wanted another go that night, which was A-OK with me, but we were not in a rush.
“All right, I gotta ask,” he finally said in his deep booming voice. I don’t know if the dude had it in him to talk quietly. “Greenville’s a small place, sure, but I bet you could find dick here if you wanted. You know, hotter, younger guys.”
I looked him straight in the eye. “Boss, you’re the hottest man in this city. Hands down.” I took a sip from my beer. I was getting a good buzz on now. “It’s why I took a chance making a move at the site. I normally have more sense,” I winked.
I could tell Frank didn’t believe me, but he didn’t challenge me. Instead, we finished our beers, then Frank asked, cautiously, “Hunt, you wanna stay over tonight?”
“Only if you fuck me,” I replied, which made Frank let out a deep belly laugh.
“You’re a wild one, boy,” he guffawed.
That night I lay down on my stomach on Frank’s queen sized bed and gripped the sheets as he mounted me, his burly hair body writhing against my smooth back as pounded his thick cock steadily into me, working himself slowly steadily to a well-deserved orgasm. And fucking two loads out of me in the process.
I slept like a lamb that night.
Yeah, things changed between me and Frank at work, but we tried not to act differently around each other in front of the other guys. But I was falling head over heels in love and lust with the guy. He was every bit of the father figure I was looking for. Stern, masculine, but caring, with a sensitive side he didn’t normally show. Best part was the way his eyes would light up and he’d smile when looking over at me working. Having this burly dude crush out on me made me fall harder.
I got the sense he still thought I was just settling for an older man. He was always putting down his appearance, his balding head, his not-trim waistline, or the gray hairs that were popping up all over his body.
It wasn’t until one night when we were fucking that it click for him. Turns out missionary was Frank’s favorite position, and that’s how we were going at it that night, the man roughly thrusting into me while my legs lay on his shoulders. Him angled to look down on me, smiling but with a gruff domineering expression in his eyes that gave me a major throbbing bone.
“You like that Hunt?” he growled. “Like my fat dick fucking you?”
“Yeah, boss,” I breathed. I wasn’t on the edge of orgasm, but it wouldn’t take me long to get there tonight. “Fuck me. Fuck your boy.”
He liked the sound of that, cause he pounded even harder, knocking me against the headboard. I loved it. Then, he said it. The magic words. “Who’s your daddy?”
I groaned and he repeated himself. “Who’s your daddy, stud? I wannna hear you tell me.”
“You are, sir. You’re my daddy. Fuck me, Daddy.” And with that my hot jizz started spraying my chest in involuntary spurts, as Frank growled excitedly and started fucking to his own nut.
“Daddy’s coming in ya, kiddo.”
After that, Frank understood. Understood his power over me. Like yesterday when we were driving between sites, he looked over at me, a gleam in his eye. “Wanna see Daddy’s fur?”
I nodded breathlessly and watched as he undid his reflective vest and started unbuttoning his shirt, revealing his powerful chest and glorious coating of silver-and-brown hair.
“That’s hot Daddy,” I breathed, feeling my cock grow erect in my jeans. “Can I feel that on my back tonight?” I loved getting fucked face down and while we usually did it the way Frank wanted increasingly we switched it up.
He reached over and patted my leg. “Anything for my boy. Ya spoil me you know?”
Damn hot story!