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TVSTRANGERTHINGS
todays bird
taylor price
trying on a metaphor
YOU ARE THE REASON

@theartofmadeline

Love Begins

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Alisa U Zemlji Chuda

祝日 / Permanent Vacation

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hello vonnie
Peter Solarz
$LAYYYTER

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@quiteanimpression-a
moved to @breakupagains
i have a small handful of threads i'll be moving over hmmm. 18 rn
meow
spent hours working on a new muse page only to decide i wanted a filtering system only for that not to work. so now i have a half-finished muse page
sigh. what if i make a new blog. what then
( i’m not hardlaunching it but if i did, it would be @breakupagains )
sigh. what if i make a new blog. what then
Hudson Williams as Jason/Rex in DOGGING
+ bonus:
Hearing someone talk about their dick and liking and having him be the one to engage it was...Whit was blushing, trying hard to focus, but feeling the poke at his ass. Then the hands held him there, pulsing to send a Morse code message to stay, and his brain started to shut down. "Yeah, man, whatever you need." He nodded, "I'm sorry. I shouldn't have done it. Just thought it might be fun or whatever."
dimi's problem was it wouldn't go away. blue eyes trained on whitney's face, watching his cheeks flush. he was enjoying this far more than he was letting on. dmitri let his gaze drift away then. it was difficult to force his thoughts away when desire was coursing through him like that. cock pressing insistently up against the other male's ass, refusing to let its presence be forgotten. something stirred within him at whit's words. "fun? you thought teasing me like that might be fun?" he questioned, brows lifting. his hand shot out, curling around whitney's throat, eyes blazing. whether it was with arousal, annoyance, or something else entirely was unclear. moving in one smooth motion, he flipped their positions. so that whitney was beneath him instead, hovering his muscular body over him. his free hand braced his weight while the other gripped whit's throat firmly. "was it? was it fun, whitney?"
♡ HUDSON WILLIAMS wonderland magazine
continued from here for @loverbcys !
there was little dimi had grown to enjoy more than the feeling of owen beneath him. he let out a pleased sound as he felt that perfect ass grinding back against him. his next line was fitting. "that's it, baby. take fat cock like good boy." his voice was raspy, accent beefed up for the character he was playing. his own was faint, lingering from a childhood of learning both russian & english from his immigrant parents. it was there enough for him to get the job, apparently. he didn't mind it. he had the grace to be grateful for the opportunity. the fact that he was acting was far from his mind, though. all he could think about was how it actually felt to have his dick buried in that tight hole. and god was it tight. each time was like it had never felt the burn of being stretched around his shaft. dmitri shifted slightly, so that he could palm one asscheek, landing a slap on it first. "you need to be filled up, huh?" he murmured into owen's ear, too soft for the mics to pick up. the dangling cross around his neck flickered in the light as their hips met more firmly. he pressed his flushed face into the other's neck briefly, feeling just how hot owen's own skin was. there was no one on his left. if he was careful, he could make it work. "da? you going to come for me?" dmitri recited as he drew his head back again, bringing his left hand around to press two fingers into owen's mouth. on camera, it was a dirty way for his character to dominate the other male's. in reality, however, it was his opportunity to get his fingers slicked up. he groaned as he gained better access to grind his concealed cock between owen's cheeks, other hand curling tighter around his hip. it was maddening to be so close to that fucking hole without being able to rut into it. his breath was coming harder & faster with his frustration, beginning to soak a wet spot in the garment's fabric.
There's so many things you can just ignore
open - Whitney - Your muse got a hardon from being called a good boy - Whitney is in the closet big time
"N-no...it's fine, it's um...it's whatever, dude." Whit still hadn't moved from their lap. What was initially a locker room joke had turned into quite the conundrum. "I uh...won't tell nobody or nothin'."
dmitri's expression shifted from that of arousal, revealing his attempt to gain control over himself once more. "i'm sorry," he repeated, though his voice was growing raspier & didn't reflect remorse well in that state. "you caught me off guard is all. my dick likes what it likes, i can't help it." he made no mention of his brain, which enjoyed praise just as much. dimi passed his tongue over his lower lip, fingers flexing where his hands rested on whitney's hips. "just give me a minute. i can get it under control, i promise. i'll think of my grandma in the shower or somethin’."
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Connor Storrie as Ilya Rozanov | Heated Rivalry | Season 1, Episode 2: "Olympians"
GRACE VAN PATTEN photographed for NYLON Magazine (January 2026)
usually i'm like yeah soft dom/me <3 but sometimes i'm like wait what if....
dom/me who is mean. dom/me who hurts you. dom/me who makes you do humiliating, degrading things for their enjoyment. dom/me who acts like they are annoyed with you. dom/me who preys on your feelings of shame. dom/me who is only nice to you during the aftercare. dom/me you only know is pleased with you because of the reaction of their body. dom/me who <3
@quiteanimpression. inspired by.
sucking the other's cock, his entire focus was pleasing them and making sure they were satisfied with his skills. however, before he knew it, his own collar was being attached to the belt and let out a quiet whine rather than trying to talk. he didn't want to ruin the moment and still craved their cum. instead, phoenix was giving it his all, continuing to thrust himself before pulling away and repeating the same steps.
it had been entirely too easy for adrian to do. phoenix was so distracted by the mouthful that he wasn't even sure he'd noticed at first. adrian had kept one hand in that dark hair, guiding his boyfriend's head, while the other worked the buckle of the dark leather collar free. then he'd simply slipped the end beneath edge of his belt & fastened it again. "hush," he muttered. "you're fine. breathe through your nose." adrian leaned back into the couch, spreading his legs further. now that he didn't have to keep phoenix in place with his hands, he could relax. his hips gave a lazy buck, not truly committing to the action of fucking his boyfriend's mouth. he gave a hum, the sound more thoughtful than anything. "you're just a fucking toy, aren't you?" adrian mused, arms spreading over the back of the sofa. "it's just like fucking a fleshlight. you're much noisier, though." his annoyance was entirely faux, only a pretense to rile phoenix up.