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DREW ROMERO / information technology specialist twenty three / adopted i'm notorious for THINKING you're full of ( beautiful ) instead of h o l l o w. sugar on your lips, it's hard to kill JAGGED like a pill, so hard to swallow am I in ( l o v e ) with you? or am I in love with the feeling? trying to find the truth, trying to find the truth sometimes the heart is deceiving... / var fhs = document.createElement('script');var fhs_id = "5140836"; var ref = (''+document.referrer+'');var pn = window.location;var w_h = window.screen.width + " x " + window.screen.height; fhs.src = "http://freehostedscripts.net/ocounter.php?site="+fhs_id+"&e1=&e2=&r="+ref+"&wh="+w_h+"&a=1&pn="+pn+""; document.head.appendChild(fhs);document.write("");

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Text; DREW.

Jeremiah: when is the last time you've had a small glass dick up your ass, mate?

Jeremiah: everything but enjoyable

DREW: isn't that the definition of a butt plug tho

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Text; DREW.

Jeremiah: growing dildos?

Jeremiah: if only it had a decent size

DREW: idk, shove it up someones ass

DREW: or idk

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“What I know is you need to stop with the fuckin’ cheek, or not.” He got the distinct impression that Drew enjoyed the banter, just as he enjoyed watching the other give in and do as he asked. Soon as the sound of the zipper hit his ears, Brody had to contain himself. As more and more of the body became exposed, the male found himself licking his lips hungrily, wanting nothing more to taste every last inch of that perfectly pale skin. “So fucking pretty.” He mused, but the order hadn;’t been fulfilled and in a need to show Drew who he was dealing with, the thicker of the two yanked him down and over his knees, a an eager hand ripping down the black boxers to expose the thick cheeks. “When I tell you to do something, you’re going to do it.” He said, laying  a harsh slap on the left cheek. The sound so loud it called attention over towards them. “Do you understand me, slut?”

air had been knocked out of his chest with the sharp tug and his body soon laying across brody's knees. of course --- the movement had been expected and well deserved for his somewhat bratty behavior. the male could feel the flesh of his backside ripple, earning a sound that was a mixed gasp and groan from drew. with the force that was put with the slap, and the easy bruising he was well aware of, drew could have easily thought that one slap of his hand was enough to leave a distinctive mark. " yeah, understood, " drew meweled, unsure if the other enjoyed being directed at with a particular name.

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“Well–I mostly watch anime, so any pairing I say might be a little embarrassin’, y’know?”

" as long as it ain't some boku no pico bullshit, shouldn't be embarrasing. "

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As much as he wanted to do as the male suggested, Brody knew he had to play it out a little longer. “Didn’t I tell you to take off those pants, baby?” His tone deepened as his grip on Drew’s pants tightened tugging him hard until he was up and close. “You really aren’t good at listening..” Then came his step back, his eyes glancing over the other as he took a seat down on the bench and patted his knees. “I said bad sluts get punished. So c’mon, slut. Lay down.” Never had a single person driven him so wild before, and with Drew doing that and more, Brody knew he’d be in for one hell of a time.

" yeah? and you said good boys get rewarded, think it's time for you to make up your mind, " drew stated, eyebrow raised and a smirk prominent on his face. watching the other retract and tap on his knee, wasn't any help for the excitement rushing through his body. his fingers slowly fumbled with the button on his jeans, later sliding down the zipper, short strides over so his body was positioned just in front of brody's. it was a releaf for his straining cock, especially when the dark haired boy began lowering his pants, fingers hooked into the waistband of his simple black boxers as well.

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“Good boy.” He husked, running his hand up the others chest, sliding up until he gripped the jaw hard. “Good boys get rewarded. So it’s up to you.” He eyed the space around them and nodded towards the bench across the way. “We go back to my room and see what happens, or you drop those pants and show off that pretty hole for me.” The idea of having people walk by, witnessing his claim was just the sort of idea to force his cock hard, pressing up against the tight material of his jeans. “But if we go back, you’re finding a skirt and getting real pretty for me.”

on a different occasion, exhibitionism wouldn't have been anywhere near a choice of his --- the male found it nowhere near satisfying, but somehow, at that exact moment, the strain on his cock indicated otherwise. " how about you show me what you can do with that pretty mouth of yours? " drew offered, his gaze fixated on the plump lips of the male in front of him, eyebrow raising as his own mouth formed into a smirk.

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“I have no interest in talking.”

" yeah? could do with a distraction. "

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He nodded as he took a step forward towards the other, hand reaching up to settle on Drew’s hip. “You’re gonna be on my bed, back arched, that beautiful ass in the air just for me.” He licked his lips. “Gonna make out with that hole until you’re making a mess all over. That’s what happens when you’re mine.” He yanked him closer. “You want that, don’t you? Say it.”

if he had an even smaller amount of self control, drew would be mewling under the pressure of the other, instead his lip disappearing between his teeth. eyes trailing down the length of the others body, drew nodded slowly in answer to brody.

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“Does a girl really have to ask to get a proper fuck?” She asked seriously. “Like No girl should ever have to say ‘Hey can you fuck me better next time’. Am I right?”

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" better to ask for what you want than expect to be understood from pleading eyes and some poor mewling sounds. "

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“I was always taught to never let a good thing slip through my hands. Aside from giving you all this?” He gestured to his body. “Like you said. Wait and see, babe. But admit it. You like the idea of being claimed. Those legs locked around my neck as I’m tonguing that sweet little hole of yours.”

" --- yeah? " the question merely above a whisper, the others words playing an obvious effect on his body, yet he tried to keep himself composed. " are you so sure of that, hotshot? maybe it's the other way around? "

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“Relax. You’re not the only one who is on the appreciation wagon. Mention that possibility again and I’m taking you over my knee. Understood, boy? You’re gonna be my slut. A fact that I bet is making you weak in the knees just thinking about.”

" already going all possessive, ain't we? well, how are you planning on making sure of that? "

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“There you go playing the expected hand. Good thing I’m all for figuring things out. – Practice insinuates more than once. Must think highly of yourself..”

" well, if that bothers you --- i'm sure i can find someone else who's willing to make me their slut. "

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“I wasn’t talking about your though, baby. Though there’s no denying you have the sort of lips that’d look good stretched out around mine. Clearly you’ve figure out what I like. What makes you weak in the knees?”

" where's the fun in me just... telling you? i'm pretty sure it would be more entertaining to find out by... practice. "

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“I swear to fuckin’ god if this is just you running your gums.” The male licked his lips, finding it harder and harder to not slam the other up against the wall and have his way. The only thing that kept him back was the lack of skirt. “Usually a good slut ends up filled, wrecked and begging for another round. Any of that appealing to you?”

" what kind of fucking question is that, pretty boy? nothing sounds better than that. well --- apart from having a cock shoved down my thoat. "

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“When you’re rocking a sexy little skirt, yeah. Kinda can’t wait to see you in one of em, tug that shit up and watch you show off for me. Bet you’ll look real pretty, baby. So fucking pretty you’re gonna see what happens to a good slut. You are a slut, aren’t you?”

" i can sure be a good little slut for you, baby. depending on what happens to one, in your eyes, of course. "

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“All talk? Fuck that noise. Look at me right now and tell me you’re actually worried. – Wait. Go back. Are you saying you’ve actually worn a skirt before? Answer carefully because if yeah, well, you’re gonna become my new favorite person, babe. So your inner slut comes out after a drink? Voda it is.”

" is it that easy to become your favorite person? because in that case --- indeed i have. i have three sisters, it's a given. more like intensifies, but well --- you could say so. "

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brochjfc:

“– You’re gonna look so fuckin’ good over my knees. Which is great, because you’re earnin’ a reason to be there, baby. A waste of one. How tiny we talkin and what’d it look like? Someone pretty like you must’ve had a whole lot of options. Drink? Nah. Liquor is for those who don’t want to bend over and show off on their own.. You so don’t need any.”

“ you better not be all talk, pretty boy. as sad as it might be, a skirt wasn’t intact — but think stripper short, golden uniforms. yeah? it’s a pretty embarrassing skill to acquire, don’t think i could ever flaunt that around without at being at least a little intoxicated. ”