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[poggersgaltwo]

You’re not a cream egg.

A fanfic about willne and James Marriott.

(All jokes) (kinda)

“Ugh George mmmmm” Will says as he’s getting pounded into by George Clarke. “Oh yes so good” he says in his strong accent.

James hears this and is outraged. He flies into the room and slams the door, he grabs George by his ears and pushes him to the wardrobe. He makes him climb in to watch the hell he is about to release on Will lenney.

“James it didn’t mean a thing!”

Will cries but it’s too late, James has decided the appropriate punishment.

He thrusts Will against the wall and spreads his legs to open his arsehole…

“You liked fucking George, now you’re fucking me!”

James yells as he thrusts balls deep in one thrust.

“Oh James so much bigger!”

Will cries as his balls tighten in his sack.

James pushes him harder into the wall whilest George Clarke strokes his member with feverish lust.

“You’re not a cream egg but I shall make an exception just for today”

James says whilest he unloads his load into the arse of his best friend and soulmate.

Will whimpers as he’s denied an orgasm, but James dosent let up. He wraps Will up like a tight little burrito in bed before pushing George Clarke out of a window and climbing back into bed with Will.

“I love you my snookums” Will says.

“I love you too my creampie egg”

Says James.

PLAYLIST FOR THIS FANFIC-

Four big guys

Somethings wrong

Toothache

If it’s only love

She’s so nice

Do I wanna know

Andrew in drag

Colt 45

FACK

Big dick

[poggersgaltwo]

Pink. With Harry. Jack manifold x average (daddy) Harry

happy pride month guys.

CONTENT WARNING.

this is a serious topic. Gay smut, power dynamic, name calling, there can’t be hair pulling as no one here has hair, everyone’s over 18., anal.

Jack manifold had an insane crush on Harry, everytime he walked past he tried to memorize his scent. That soft masculine scent that was distinctly him. The soft plumpness of his pink lips everytime they come apart. He imagines the pinkness of his tight rim, he imagines delving deep into his depths with his curious tongue. It’s two in the morning and there’s no streams set for tomorrow.. what do you do when you’re all alone.. or so you think.

Jack pulls down the elastic band of his boxer briefs. His hand itching to stroke his helmet. He pulls back his ample foreskin and starts to pleasure himself with the desire of a starved man. His balls tighten and he’s just about to-

“Jack did Tommy call-“

Harry says. But then he notices what Jack is doing and he laughs, and then he notices the framed photograph of himself in jacks other hand…

“hey- with Harry!” Harry says as his own hand joins Jack.

“ugh ugh Nghhh nghhh mmmmmm”

Jack says as Harry strokes his member with the skill of a man seasoned in the art.

“get on your hands and knees slut”

Harry says, pulling his hand back just as Jack reaches the edge.

Jack does as he’s told, eager to please his master.

Harry spits on the rim of jacks arse. Too poor to afford lube. Harry pulls out his own thick girthy chode. And lines it up with jacks entrance. He thrusts. “One..” Harry says, counting the thrusts he’s subjecting his subby bitch boy too. “TWOOOOO!!” Harry yells as he spanks Jack.

“That’s what you get for flirting with Tommy!”

Harry yells as he spanks Jack.

Jack is fisting his own shaft, which is long but thin by the way..

when he realises he’s about to cum. He starts to yell for Harry when Harry captures his plump lips in a kiss.. the second his lips are free Jack yells out “THIS IS SO POGGERS!!!” As he ejaculates onto the bed.

Harry’s own release is imminent and as he went in raw there’s nothing stopping his jizz from soaking into the tight hole.. jacks walls flutter around Harry’s chode as they both sigh and bask in the post coital glow.