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Ya gotta tongue it to bung it! 🍑👅🍆
I found this picture of Coach online. I’m sure that’s the hallway at school. I need to find a way stay at school late and catch him like this.
Tuesday, July 24 - Canadian pig in Bondage
pig enjoys a long session in a rubber sleepsack
Sleepytime
OBEDIENCE IS PURPOSE - EXIST TO SERVE
This portapoty is ready for serve the crowd.
Now, boy, you’ve got a choice to make.
Or at least the illusion of a choice. You’ve spent all weekend getting good and fucked by each and every one of us. Earl had his full forearm up your cunt after you’d begged to be his cum dump, I had you drinking my piss and felching me after I’d been for a shit, and I creamed while your tongue was up my arse, boy, remember? Bill just straight up raped you and called you a whore when he creamed, Joe had you over his knee for a spanking and then had you licking his boots for him, Dave put you under a rimseat for three whole hours while he flogged your balls, and Steve made you lick his cum up off the toilet floor like a dog, didn’t he boy?
Now there’s one more decision to be made. See, two of these big daddy bears are going to be your owners from now onwards, boy. And you’ll be catering to their particular demands. Wanna know how we’re gonna decide it, boy? We’re gonna have a circle jerk all over your face, and whoever’s the last two fat old men who haven’t come, they’ll be your owners. Full time, for good. The only rule as far as you’re concerned is that you’re not allowed to influence it in any way. Kneel there with your mouth open, hands behind your back, your tongue out, and your eyes closed. Good boy.
Here we go, faggot. Get ready.
The only things you’re going to hear for the next ten minutes or so are the sound of my voice and the sound of seven fat old bears grunting while they jack off. The only things you’ll feel during that time are when any of them rests their cocks on your outstretched tongue, and of course you’ll feel when their cum hits your face. Oh, and of course you’ll be licking their cocks clean one by one after they nut. Do not open your eyes until you’re told to, boy.
Oh fuck, I don’t think this is gonna take long at all. I think a couple of them are ready to bust already, boy. You ready for a cum shower, you slut? Eh? Oh, fuck yeah, fucking cream all over his faggot face, mate, that’s it. You like that, boy? One down. Lick him clean, boy. Good lad. No peeking.
Oh here we go, here’s two - three - more loads coming your way, faggot. Oh yeah. Clean up after ‘em, pig boy. That’s it. Yeah, don’t waste a fucking drop. Swallow. Good boy.
Three to go, boy. You ready? Who’s it gonna be taking full ownership of your holes? I’ll tell you who it’s not gonna be, pig. Wait - yeah, there he goes. All over your face where cum belongs. Lick him clean.
You can open your eyes now. Congratulations, faggot. Earl and I won. You’re gonna spend the rest of your life as a piss-drinking, arse-felching fist pig. Get on your back, bitch. I’m gonna take a leak down your fucking throat right now. Earl, I’ll hold his legs up. Ram that big hairy arm up his owned cunt as hard as you want. Don’t worry about him screaming, either - he’ll be too busy with his tongue up my arse in a minute. Isn’t that right, boy? What do you say? Yeah. ‘Yes, Sir’. Now open wide, tongue out. Get really used to me sitting on your fucking face, pig. Get that tongue right up there, faggot. Don’t hold back. Yeah, fucking want it, cunt. Good boy. I hope you’re ready, because Earl’s big, hairy un-lubed fist is going up you in three, two, one… Yeeeaahh hahaha - scream about it all you want, boy. Just don’t you fucking dare move that tongue. Welcome to the rest of your life. Dave, hand me that belt. I think I’m gonna flog and destroy the faggot’s balls while we’re using him.
He just suggested he come to my place where we can play in private. How could I say no to this sexy bear? 🍆💦💦💦💦
“Ready for afternoon report Sir.” I was startled since I thought I haven’t heard anyone coming into the office. I saw James, our company security guard, leaning on my desk with big smirk on his face. “Jesus James. You nearly scared me to death. How long have you been there?” “No not long boss. You must be really busy if you didn’t even notice me coming in. Perhaps I should…..” I knew what he was getting at. “I can multitask. Go lock the door and Just get your ass over here.” A giant grin appeared on his face as he approached me while undoing his tie. “Door is already taken care of boss. I have been a very good boy just as you have ordered me to be. I hope you would permit me to receive your cum and piss today Sir.” He knelt in front of me and began unzipping my pants. “I’ll decide whether you have been good or not. Don’t even think about sucking my dick without permission pig. Say you are still wearing that chastity cage right?” He pulled down his pants immediately to show his small cock surrounded by metal cage with lock. “Yes boss. I have been wearing this for last two weeks just like you have ordered me to. Did this pig satisfy you Sir? May I please suck your dick?” There was not even single shred of dignity left on him. He was nothing more than horny pig, a cum and piss bucket, for my pleasure. “Of course you may pig. Come here and show me what you are capable of. Oh and you will clear your weekend schedule. I think I have found a small enough nip pump for you to wear under your work attire. I will need to test them so don’t be late.” James made grunting animal like sound while devouring my cock like a hungry pig.
I asked dad where grandpa was. He said he got tied up and I knew it would be a fun afternoon.
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“Fag! Your tongue better be ready for this. I’ll be in my office in a few minutes. Have my whisky ready. While I am enjoying my drink, you will be enjoying licking my sweat off every square inch of my very hairy body. This bike seat is dripping from all the sweat, get over here and lick it clean first. Get the rimseat set up, and use the shorter legs. I will want your face placed firmly my sweaty crack, after licking my body clean. Oh yeah, your face firmly buried deep in my sweaty crack will feel good. Expect to be there for an hour or two, maybe longer. I want to be squeaky clean for my date tonight.”
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Kurt was an undefeated beer drinking champion of local pub for over a year. His already thick and beefy body had developed beer belly from unhealthy drinking but I didn’t mind it at all. It just made him more attractive then ever before.
I’ve known Kurt for two years but many people say we seem inseparable. They just assume we became really good friends but our relationship was far from what everyone assumed.
Kurt, even though never married, was closeted gay man with submissive tendencies. His profile on online BDSM community was littered with clues to what he could be shaped into, if he were to be trained by a proper master. His profile contained no face pics but I took a chance and contacted Kurt. As it turned out, it was the best decision I’ve ever made. We chatted over the course of two weeks and found out we share many common interests and goals. I asked for a meeting in a public place and Kurt agreed.
I knew I’ve found someone very special when I saw him the first time and he later confessed the feeling was mutual. We drank and talked for hours and somehow ended up at Kurt’s home. He was incredibly nervous but I took the charge and reminded him what he really was.
He followed my instruction to the letter and became completely naked, displaying his shivering body. I’ve inspected his solid and beefy flesh and every touch made him moan in anticipation, which sounded like a music to my ears. I’ve made him gag on my hard dick and penetrated his man hole. I’ve gazed into his pure blue eyes to remind him what he was. He was my submissive faggot. His purpose in life was to obey and serve a real man like me.
I’ve been training him ever since that faithful day and he has progressed beyond my wildest imagination. We’ve been actively participating in private parties held by online BDSM and Fetish community members. I’ve gradually introduced him to water sports and he has become an infamous piss drinking faggot. People. masters and slaves alike, lined up to urinate, cum and spit on Kurt, the infamous human urinal. He lived for being raunchy sexy pig and other masters often express jealousy towards me for finding such a natural slave.
To celebrate our new found ‘relationship’, I’ve had Kurt branded over a year ago, declaring myself as his one true owner. A few more adjustment had been made along the way as well. His nipples have been enlarged and his cock has been caged for well over a year now. He had been conditioned to feel pleasure in act of serving and obeying my orders.
Kurt also professed he conditioned himself to feel pleasure from consuming large quantity of liquid. He had the same dumb joyful expression just like when he was being drowned on piss and cum at the sex party. Kurt made full eye contact with me while emptying the giant glass of beer. His eyes were full of pride and pleasure of serving me.
“Really? You want to sniff my ass and lick the sweat from my fat, old body? I don’t even like the way I smell after a hard workout - what a pig!”
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