how can we satisfy you tonight?

hot, sweaty, and intimate posts featuring Joker Out

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It's a bik bik weekend for us all... Karneval and 10 years of Joker Out!

Anticipating major FOMO for those of us unable to be there, and also a major post-social-event mood slump for those of us who do attend.

So.

How about a little something to look forward to afterwards?

(details under the cut)

Just for fun - if you want to challenge yourself to do all 31 days and exactly 100 words each, please do! But the important thing is picking something that sparks joy and creativity and getting your ideas out there.

Aim for 50-250 per scene as a guide. Most of the prompts have multiple interpretations; there are no wrong answers! Sauce welcome (obviously), but this isn't kinktober - fluff, angst, or any weird and wonderful concepts you might have in mind are included.

Humans only please - AI not welcome! Be as boring, cliche, and full of typos as you like, as long as it's human!

Post on Tumblr with the tag "JO july drabbles 2026" (or submit anonymously to Saucy if you'd prefer to stay in stealth mode)

Or on A03 in the collection (actually I can't figure out how to start a collection without outing myself so maybe just use the same tag? Or pop it in the title of your series/fic. We're a small fandom, we'll find you!)

And remember that fandom means community - reblogs, kudos, comments and conversations are what it's all about.

Who knows, maybe you'll come across a drabble that will turn into your next favourite multi-chapter longfic?

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Who makes the best morning-after breakfast?

Bojan

Kris

Jure

Nace

Jan

You

Voting ended onJun 29

Bonus:

Who can't cook but will go out early to bring home coffee and a treat?

Who puts a lot of effort into breakfast even if it was just a one night stand and he can't remember your name?

Who makes breakfast as a romantic gesture when things start feeling serious?

Who ends up making breakfast for his housemate's hook ups?

Who is too hungover to even think about food before at least two more rounds of sex?

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Not to be too mushy on main but it brings me so much joy when someone obviously (re)discovers this account and my notifications are full of someone's adventure back through all the stories (and I get to read them all again too! There's so many I'd totally forgotten about!)

[saucyjothoughts]

It's a bik bik weekend for us all... Karneval and 10 years of Joker Out!

Anticipating major FOMO for those of us unable to be there, and also a major post-social-event mood slump for those of us who do attend.

So.

How about a little something to look forward to afterwards?

(details under the cut)

Just for fun - if you want to challenge yourself to do all 31 days and exactly 100 words each, please do! But the important thing is picking something that sparks joy and creativity and getting your ideas out there.

Aim for 50-250 per scene as a guide. Most of the prompts have multiple interpretations; there are no wrong answers! Sauce welcome (obviously), but this isn't kinktober - fluff, angst, or any weird and wonderful concepts you might have in mind are included.

Humans only please - AI not welcome! Be as boring, cliche, and full of typos as you like, as long as it's human!

Post on Tumblr with the tag "JO july drabbles 2026" (or submit anonymously to Saucy if you'd prefer to stay in stealth mode)

Or on A03 in the collection (actually I can't figure out how to start a collection without outing myself so maybe just use the same tag? Or pop it in the title of your series/fic. We're a small fandom, we'll find you!)

And remember that fandom means community - reblogs, kudos, comments and conversations are what it's all about.

Who knows, maybe you'll come across a drabble that will turn into your next favourite multi-chapter longfic?

[saucyjothoughts]

It's Monday and I still haven't landed back down to Earth, but here's this again anyway

[saucyjothoughts]

Could you write something about having a threesome with your boyfriend Bojan and his friend Kris? THANK YOU LOVE YOUR PAGE!!🫶

Yes.

(nsfw under the cut)

Kris knows he's a lucky man. He's always been a little jealous ever since you came into his best friend's life, but has tried not to let it show. He thought it was just physical at first (of course Bojan found himself someone cute as hell) but you actually turned out to be a nice person, and intellectually and creatively interesting. Dammit.

Bojan has been sending him pictures and short videos of you together for a while now. He doesn't know the details but is aware that Kris has a certain interest in you. Bojan wants to show you off and the flattery of it is good for your ego and how can Kris possibly say no? A few pictures of you in your new lingerie in nice lighting. Bojan's POV of his cock in your mouth. A two-second loop of your tits bouncing while he's fucking you.

Yes, he's a very lucky man.

It started when you first suggested involving a third person in some of your bedroom activities. Bojan had seemed (understandably) very eager about the idea and asked if you had anyone in mind.

"Because I bet Kris would be down," he told you, not even having to think about it.

"I meant a girl."

"Oh."

A moment of awkward silence between you before you eased the tension.

"But another guy would work too, if you're sure you wouldn't mind."

He didn't mind at all. And some of the best sex you've ever had with him has involved dirty talking about what you'd be doing to Kris if he were there with you as well.

And now it's late, you and Kris have been over at Bojan's place for movies and only when the credits are rolling do you notice that Kris has fallen asleep on the couch.

Your boyfriend gives you a look and you lean over to wake his friend up. He's breathing softly, eyes flickering behind their lids, and you press your lips ever so lightly against his.

"Hey."

He doesn't move aside from his eyes blinking open.

"Hey."

"We're going to bed," you tell him. "Do you want to come?"

A few minutes later, your mouth tastes of toothpaste and you're stripping down to your underwear to climb into Bojan's bed just like any other night. Except tonight, Kris is here too. There's just about enough room for the three of you to lie comfortably, Bojan hugging your back and Kris facing you. It's warm.

You haven't spoken about how much you want to do (if anything at all) but the company is easy, soft. It begins with Bojan kissing at the back of your neck and kneading at your bare chest under the covers. Kris is watching, wetting his lips with his tongue, but he doesn't dare make the first movie, waiting for you to pull him in for a kiss. His skin is smooth and warm, his shoulders broad, taller than your boyfriend, and the two men are making pleasurable little grunts on either side of you as they explore your body. Your hand is just about to venture over Kris's boxers when your attention is taken by Bojan's hand slipping inside your underwear and touching you there, spreading your wetness over your lips in the way that you've taught him you like.

And Kris pulls the covers down to watch.

He looks ravenous, his body giving away his arousal, as Bojan circles a finger over your clit, making your body twitch with anticipation. It's late and dark and this is a private secret and you want to get fucked. By both of them.

When Bojan pulls away, he gives his fingers to Kris to suckle on. Kris moans at the taste and Bojan moans at the feeling and you can feel his erection push against your butt as you grind against him.

"Better in person, right?" He taunts, fucking into you slowly while Kris stares at what's happening between your legs, his mouth hanging open.

"Oh my god," Kris blasphemes as Bojan lines himself up, pulling your underwear to one side and slipping his cock between your folds, pushing inside you to make you gasp. He's incredibly hard, stretching you wide, so turned on by fucking you in front of his friend.

He shuffles down the bed for a better look.

"Can I touch?" he asks, and you and Bojan both answer at the same time, your voices breathy through your pleasure.

"Whatever you want."

What he wants is to taste.

But he's hesitant, his hand on your hip at first, feeling how Bojan's thrusts are pushing you around. Then up across your belly, the dip of your waist. Then your thighs, down the outside and up the inside, and finally he's rubbing your clit for you while Bojan continues to fuck you. He has a different style of touch to Bojan, his fingers rougher. It's good. But he doesn't stay there long and a moment after he removes his touch from your skin, Bojan jumps behind you, swearing against your ear. Kris is touching him from between your legs, kneading at his balls and tickling at the skin behind them while he watches you getting fucked in high definition, your boyfriend's cock glistening with your juices and the noises between you obscenely wet.

Bojan's arms are around you, his body hot and beginning to sweat, while Kris's face is between your legs, swapping his mouth between your clit and your boyfriend's balls.

When he comes up for air, he's antsy. You know he needs more. Bojan senses it too and doesn't even complain when you roll away from his touch, his cock slipping out of you, and push Kris onto his back.

"Is this okay?" you ask him, and he doesn't manage a real answer, just nods while Bojan watches hungrily, touching himself while you climb aboard, straddling Kris's hips and pulling his hard cock out of his boxers. Again, he's different to Bojan. He feels different in your hand, different when you slip the head between your lips and different when you sink down onto him, forcing his full length inside you, while he stares up at you whimpering as though he's just seen God.

You're folded down close, on top of him, surprisingly intimate, while he pushes up inside you in time to the rocking of your hips. He's smoothing his palms over your ass, over the curve of your back, and you're kissing at his lips, at his jawline, until Bojan steals away your attentions.

He leans to make out with you, deep and passionate, when Kris starts begging you to let him come, the sight of both of you making him force up into you hard so that you're moaning into Bojan's mouth. Instead of a real answer, however, Bojan's lips leave yours and find Kris's. Kissing into euphoric grunts and writhing bodies, Bojan jerking himself and Kris deep inside you, you finally feel Kris's core tighten beneath you and all at once your pussy is impossibly slippery as he floods you with cum, while at the same time Bojan is spilling himself over your thigh.

You're not done but your sense of relief is real, between your two boys as hands are gripping and hips are bucking and breath is shuddering, moaning with them as you ride Kris through the high you've gifted him tonight.

The clarity washes over them. It's clear on their red-flushed faces as they catch their breath. But they only stare at each other for a few moments, between awkward smiles and coy glances, before turning their attentions back to you.

"Where are you going?" Bojan asks Kris when he climbs out of bed. You've stopped panting now, your boys having held you close between them, kissing and touching you all over after helping you reach your peak between Kris's hand and Bojan's mouth.

"To sleep on the couch," he says, as though it was obvious. "Give you guys some space."

But that isn't how you want this to work.

"No you're not. Get the fuck back here."

Kris knows he's a lucky man.

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Hei this is from a baby boy boo. Kris is my dream come true and all I want is to have him naked face down on crisp white sheets, spread his cheeks and bury my face there. I wanna eat him out all sloppy and slurpy while he moans and whimpers in pleasure. Do you think he’d like that? What about the other boys? How do you think they’d like their holes played with?

Those sheets will not be crisp white by the time you're done.

(nsfw under the cut)

He's been teasing you with that ass all night, with his naughty little hip pops in what surely can only be bespoke tailored pants. Now, back at the hotel, he's finally presented for you to enjoy, after revelling in having his clothes stripped away one by one, your hands finally on that creamy soft skin. He's hard; you can see his erection bouncing between his legs when he jerks and flinches under your touch, anticipating what's to come. He's on his knees, face down, and you smooth your hands over that plump butt, giving it a little spank or two just because you can.

Maybe you spread his cheeks yourself or maybe he reaches back to do it for you, his little pink hole puckering at you until you can't hold back any longer and need to get your tongue to it. Your nose presses hard against his skin but you'd gladly suffocate here, listening to him moan and feeling his hips roll, pushing back into your mouth, your chin tickling his balls. He's wet with your spit in no time as you play him like an instrument, pulling different notes from him by circling your tongue, pushing it inside, gripping into his thighs with your hands.

Maybe you'll stroke him while you're back here, get him unbearably sensitive or even make him come before you're ready to fuck him. He's gripping at the sheets, smothering his moans into a pillow, and soon he'll be desecrating the bed, humping against the mattress or into your fist until he dribbles his release all over it.

Maybe you'll even get a second taste, sucking your cum out of his asshole while he squirms.

As for the other guys, Bojan won't ever say no to a rimming if it's offered, despite how embarrassed he is about loving it. Discrete partners only.

Jure can take or leave anal play. Sometimes it's nice, sometimes he's too ticklish. He'd rather skip straight to fucking.

Jan likes to be tied up while you use his body. Be gentle to start if you want, but be prepared to make it hurt if you want him to really enjoy it.

For Nace, it's a major sign of trust if he lets you play with his hole. He loves the intimacy as well as the physical feeling, finally letting himself be taken care of for a change.

But there's a reason why Kris is your favourite. The attitude, the cheeks, the noises... He always has you coming back for more.

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Digging out this classic from the male!boo tag

(one day I will be organised enough to have all the tags in a pinned post but today is not that day)

[saucyjothoughts]

i wish baby boos would remember that some of us are boys too :( it's not just the girls having depraved daydreams about these hot slovenian men

Fear not, darling anonyboo, I am working on something for you!

[saucyjothoughts]

hello, I come again-

I'm going to try to go straight to the point because I don't know how else to formulate it: the boys have done great and it was really emotional for everyone. We need the cuddle pile back (that's it, that's the thing)

- 🍶

Darling 🍶boo, our boys have done so great! I was not expecting that finale to be so emotional but really, we should have all seen it coming. Their 10 year anniversary show and it means so much. They've come so far in their lives and their careers, losing and finding each other, from a high school band, through Eurovision, into international fame and the biggest concert ever played in their home country. And we all got to come right along on that wild ride with them. I'm feeling so grateful right now.

I hope the guys are having their own cuddle puddle to finally unwind after all the stress they've been through and after all their hard work. They deserve a break.

Back in the cuddle puddle, everyone! We all come!

[saucyjothoughts]

The boys performing and crying during Novi Val, and less than 5 minutes later, they are performing Umazane Misli.

Imagine them upsetting you and then trying to cheer you up by acting slutty and/or silly.

💜

Its hard to imagine them doing anything to upset you. Maybe Jure doing something dangerous that he promised you he wouldn't do, or Nace postponing a date night for working too hard.

But have you ever had sex so intense that the emotional release of it makes you ugly-cry through your orgasm come-down? (a little NSFW under the cut)

Bojan would be the worst. Certain he's hurt you, or that something is wrong. He won't stop apologising and your crying makes him cry too until neither of you can explain anything and land together in a blubbering wet pile.

Jan just waits. This isn't a new thing for him and he knows he just needs to hold you through it. He never lets you feel embarrassed and you know you can take as long as you need to calm down. He helps you recover gently with hydration and a comfort movie (and maybe another orgasm).

Kris is so distracted by the feeling of your body shuddering around his cock as you cry that he almost forgets to cheer you up. When he does remember, it's all kissing away your tears and verbally reminding you how wonderful you are.

Jure panics. What happened?! Did something hurt, did you get scared? He resorts to silly dances and a bad knock-knock joke. It works.

Nace sees it coming before you do. He knows how stressed you've been and how much tension you've been holding and part of him fucking you so hard was the hope that you'd finally be able to let go. What he didn't anticipate, however, was getting a little emotional himself, and having to hide his red face in your neck. The two of you are so warm and soft together.

(also, hello 💜boo, I have missed you xx)

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Bojan not being able to sing from crying MY HEART😭

But the crowd totally came to his rescue and sang it for him! His performance was incredible even though he was bawling his eyes out. What a showman.

He's a sensitive soul, full of very big feelings that sometimes spill out no matter how hard he tries to contain them. I wonder what other occasions would make him cry like this.

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I don't think we ever saw Nace in tears before 😭 and I wanna make him feel better right now. Hold him tight, kiss his tears away and make love to him all night to make him forget about all the stress.

He usually keeps it together so well, being strong for everyone else, the rock they can rely on. I'm sure even rocks need to be held sometimes and of course, you can do just that.

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I know it’s a touching moment but fuck does Kris look good when he cries

*plays Pretty When I Cry by Lana del ray*

Criminal really. I want to make him cry like that under different curcumstances

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This one has been on my mind for a couple of days now, so here we go: festival sex with Jan.

Girl meets boy, reader x Jan, at a metal festival. They don't know each other but meet at the festival and end up making out during the headliner show. Where are they going to take it to the next level? Back at the crowded festival camping in a tent that is a bit too small for 2? Or do they try to find a dark and secluded spot in the nearby forest?

Anonyboo, I am in love with you for this concept.

Edit: part two here

(nsfw under the cut)

The crowd has been amazing and you've spent all of the first day spotting band shirts and battle jackets, admiring all the obscure tattoos and brazen piercings on show, seemingly not a single person there with normal coloured hair. You've been making friends with tipsy strangers, exchanging compliments and feeling good in an outfit you don't normally get the chance to wear, co-ordinating between your small group which stages to flit between to catch your favourite artists. The air is full of the smell of mud and grass, your belly is full of overpriced beer and salted meat, your skin a little sunburnt, your body a little achey. But he's just the same, pushing through the sweat and dehydration to enjoy the music and the atmosphere.

You saw him at one of the smallstages; an obscure indie band that none of your friends liked so you went alone. Long black hair, a nose ring and chipped nail varnish. Effortlessly vicious style and kind eyes. Cute. Slightly drunk. Jan, he said his name was. He preferred their older stuff and thought your hair was cool. Were you here for the whole weekend? You're sharing a tent with some friends with shit taste? Him, too.

You thought that would be all, just some harmless flirting with one of the hundreds of hot alternative guys here (so many to choose from and it's only the first day of the festival). But then he's stood near you for the headline act. He's with some friends but you catch each other's eye and before you know it, you're screaming the words at each other as loud as you can, your voices buried in the crowd. Between songs, he's stood behind you and it's easy to back up into him just a little, close enough that he knows it's on purpose and places a hand on your waist and warm breath on your ear. What are your plans after this last show? Do you want to go somewhere?

You do. His dark hair is a little sweaty from exertion under the show lights and the summer night is darkening. Yes, you really do.

"Somewhere" ends up being through a gap in a fence and behind a row of closed food stalls. It's dark back here and smells of petrol from the generators, but there is an illusion of privacy that makes you brave. It's you who makes the first move, shutting up his rambling with your lips, but he soon takes the hint.

Mostly clothed but his hands are everywhere, his breath this close full of sweat and smoke and beer, slim frame deceptively muscular. You're stroking his erection through his pants, hungry for each other, and he's moaning into your kiss and squeezing at your hips, wanting to take you, pushing you back so your butt presses against the top edge of a locked storage trailer. You don't realise how wet you already are until his hand snakes down inside your underwear and he explores you, spreading slick from your pussy all over your lips, all over your clit. His fingers feel good but you both need more. He unzips, letting his fat erection free, and it throbs in your hand, your pussy feeling emptier than ever, needing him urgently. He fumbles with a condom for a moment, taking just long enough to let you shift your clothes to give him access and then he's lifting you to sit on the trailer and pushing your knees apart to stand between your legs. You've known him for a matter of hours, you don't know where he's from and you're not even sure if he remembers your name. You're a young pair of misfits, meeting by chance and crashing together and he uses his hand to position the tip of his cock against your pussy and pushes. The festival ground is still noisy with crowds but it all seems distant, irrelevant, while your fucking is secret, just out of sight. He has his lips on your neck and his fist in your hair while he's fucking you deep and hard, right there in the open air.

He's slurring compliments at you as he comes, hips thrusting erratically where you can feel him deep in you, his skin slapping against yours. You're not there yet. His teeth are on your shoulder, his arms around you, while you both catch your breath. You figure it's over (maybe you can get yourself off in the tent later after your friends have fallen asleep) but after he's dealt with the condom and you've hopped down from the trailer onto your feet, he doesn't let you fix your clothes. He's not done. He sweeps his long hair out of his face and drops to his knees, hitching one of your legs over his shoulder to push his face hungrily against your dripping cunt.

He's good at it.

Afterwards, you need to find your way back to your respective tents. He's pretty sure he can kick his tent-buddy out tomorrow night, if you were maybe free to hang out again? Maybe you will be. You put your number in his phone. Your real number.

[saucyjothoughts]

Just bringing this back tonight for no particular reason.

[saucyjothoughts]

Anyone else going a little insane thinking about Bojan practicing all this aerial gymnastics? 😳😳 Hoop, silks, pole?!

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Ok so we've talked nudes, but what about camsex? Who would film videos of himself for a partner (or fuck buddy), who would film with his partner etc.

Just a thought. Would love to hear Bojan moan like a bitch over video.

he'd sound so pretty too...

(nsfw under the cut)

Bojan: would absolutely do both. Knows he looks good and definitely puts on a show. Squeezes out a few tears just to really get whoever is watching going. Might ask to be filmed initially as a joke ("take a picture, it'll take longer"), but it very quickly stops being a joke.

Nace: maybe an audio, if you're lucky. Would rather film his partner than himself, and if he's going to appear in the video, it's never his face. Very secretly has a fantasy of posting such a video - good luck dragging that out of him, though.

Kris: films and immediately deletes the video. A little too anxious to really be comfortable sending it anywhere. Gets off on the thought of what seeing a video like that of him would do to a partner. Filming his partner wouldn't do anything for him but he'd do it with the compromise that it either gets deleted or stored somewhere it cannot be hacked - maybe he has porn on DVD, but can you blame a man for being safe?

Jure: would do it as an artistic act, both alone and with a partner. He studied film! Multiple angles, soft lighting, close ups and everything. Would probably qualify as an arthouse film. Wants to rewatch it with his partner and comments it and what he likes about it even as his partner is sneaking their hands under his pants.

Jan: does it for the sake of experimenting, but doesn't feel any certain way about it. Much more of a fan audio aspect than visuals, but would do it for the enjoyment of his partner for sure, and he's pretty uninhibited about showing his face or any identifying mark.

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Seeing Kris with those kids kinda made me wanna have one with him.

Love 🎀boo

The real surprise daddy of the group; our princess Kris. Who wouldn't wanna have kids with him though? (ngl this turned out a bit more fluffy than saucy I think but I'm sure you can forgive me) (nsfw under the cut)

Everyone talks about making the baby and of course that's the first bit of fun you two have together. His cock gliding into you raw, ready to fill you up and make you fat and heavy with his baby. He can fully feel you around him wihtout a pesky condom on and the thrill of knowing exactly where your actions will lead excites you both. His dick is dripping in precum before he even gets inside you that first night you decided you're actually doing this. Kris would hold you close as he makes love to you in every position you want, but he always insists on it being loving and sensual. He wants this baby to be made with all the love he has for you so every thrust is given with a kiss or an I love you to your skin.

As you grow heavy with your baby he spoils you. Late night runs to try and get whatever strange thing you're craving, foot rubs, back rubs, and when your hormones make you ache for him he's there to fuck you too, his cock gliding into you just like it did when you made your baby together.

When he leaves to go on tour he calls you every night and buys a new outfit for your baby in every city he visits, promising she will be the most fashionable little rockstar. You rub your tummy as he talks to you, imagining the life the three of you will be having together.

Before you know it your baby is in your arms, red and screaming and perfect. She looks like him and Kris cries when he first holds her, her tiny hands grabbing for his fingers.

Kris is a good dad to both you and your daughter, neither of you going long without kisses or cuddles or encouragement. He rocks her to sleep almost every night and it's a common sight for you to find them napping together or him playing his guitar to her, your daughter laughing and clapping along. When she's a bit older you wake up one night to find Kris not next to you in bed. A look in your daughter's room tells you she's not there either. Before you can panic you hear a noise in the kitchen and creep towards it, the light shining under the door telling you it isn't robbers, or if it is they're very stupid robbers. You see Kris with your daughter on his hip as the two of them take bites out of the leftover chocolate cake you had baked yesterday, Kris shushing her little giggles as he himself tries not to laugh.

It's such a sweet sight, your normally rule following partner being so naughting just to entertain his little girl. When he notices you watching he gives you that smile you fell in love with, his teeth still sticking out a little like a bunny.

Maybe it's time to think about giving him another one.

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good morning saucy 🙏

for your consideration: prostate milking. which of the boys loves doing it and which of them loves getting it done to them? which of them loves getting teased for hours, with or without restraints, until they're a sobbing mess? which of them loves the teasing and paints patterns on their sub's skin in their fluids while they beg?

This is such a good little ask from a while ago.

(Nsfw below the cut)

Kris: Surprisingly loves to get milked. He enjoys the helpless feeling, having someone else in full control of his body and not even giving him the luxury of touching his dick. It's torture in the best way. Always needs restraints though as he likes to tug against something.

Jure: Is much too impatient and wriggly to enjoy having his own prostate milked but would really enjoy seeing someone else writhe under him, especially if they're tied up in his ropes. The other have absolutely used it as a punishment for him when he acts up.

Bojan: He loves to please so he takes pleasure in it most when his dom is obviously having fun. He doesn't even need restraints, a simple prostate massager and maybe something to collect the cum dribbling out of his dick is enough to keep him in one position for hours.

Nace: Produces so much cum from it. He likes it best if he's being treated as a breeder, a bull providing sperm, and this is just the best way to make sure his balls are properly empty. Kinky boy.

Jan: Oddly impatient when it comes to milking. He needs stimulation on his dick so just find it frustrating. Now prostate stimulation while someone is jacking him off? He'll cum in seconds.

[saucyjothoughts]

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