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Ben Dickinson approached the evening the way he approached most things in his life: curated, intentional, and indulgent. Luca Santoro had intrigued him from the first exchange on the app. The ink. The steady gaze. The quiet confidence that didn’t beg for attention but commanded it anyway. Their messages had shifted quickly from clever banter to something heavier, thicker with implication. By the time Ben sent his address, it felt inevitable. He wanted Luca in his space, under his hands, against something solid and expensive. Tonight was not about subtlety. It was about indulgence. He dressed accordingly, shrugging into a black silk robe and leaving it loosely tied at his waist, bare skin beneath catching the low amber light of the living room. The fabric parted slightly when he moved, teasing the outline of what waited underneath. He didn’t bother with anything else.

The townhouse was dim, music low and deliberate, the air carrying the faint scent of expensive cologne. Ben poured himself a drink but left it untouched on the marble counter, more interested in anticipation than alcohol. When the doorbell finally rang, he exhaled slowly, a satisfied smile pulling at his mouth. He walked to the door barefoot, silk whispering against his thighs as he moved. There was no hesitation when he opened it. And there Luca stood. Inked, composed, undeniably real. Ben let his eyes travel over him once, slow and unapologetic, before lifting his gaze to meet Luca’s. The robe shifted slightly as he leaned one hand against the doorframe. “Right on time,” he murmured, stepping back just enough to invite him in, leaving the rest unsaid.

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It had happened on a whim, joining the app. Having heard about it after giving a rather well-endowed guy a Prince Albert and asking where in the world he'd be able to find anyone willing to take that weapon, mostly in jest, he had joined it mostly to browse. Most of the guys on there were extremely attractive, but looking for something less than what he was looking for. Was it wrong to try to join the app to meet a hung guy that wanted a relationship? Or was it mostly just an app for people to get their rocks off? He hadn't been sure, but the second that Ben had messaged him, he had been intrigued.

The man was not like most of the others that had messaged him, first of all. Instead of immediately sending a dick pic, or asking about how many hung guys he had been with, he asked him questions. Regular, genuine questions. And slowly the two had exchanged messages back and forth, building a connection and flirting with one another until, eventually, Ben was asking him to come over to his place. The meaning behind it was unspoken, and while Luca wasn't necessarily looking for some immediate gratification, he was adamant that this thing with Ben was... not like any of those things with the other guys that messaged him.

Wearing a leather jacket over his white tank and skin-fitting jeans that hugged all the right spots on his body, he headed to the address and opened it and... almost immediately had to catch himself from letting his jaw drop. The man before him was handsome, excruciatingly so, and the way that the robe he wore showed off just enough had him wanting more.

"Wow... just... wow..." Luca couldn't help but say as he walked into the man's place, aware of where the night was heading... and hoping that it was the start of something more.

Turning around to face Ben, Luca couldn't help but let his tongue move to wet his bottom lip as he shrugged out of his leather jacket, exposing inch after inch of tattooed skin on his arms. "I feel like I'm a little overdressed. Maybe you can help me out with that?"

[bornofarcadia]

"I'm so glad you're still here. The sitter was late. And I still would have been on time but traffic was horrendous. I sent a message but...I'm learning that this place has no service."

He lifted his phone to show the lack of service. Emergency Calls Only.

It had been three months that he and Ethan had been talking. He had let Ethan know right from the start that he was the one with custody of his five year old nephew, Derek. His parents had died and Derek had been the one to take over custody.

Then there was the whole...'I'm from Arcadia and therefore a demi-god' thing and the 'I can fly' thing. He had been very open about those two things.

But finally.

Finally they were meeting.

And Ethan was smiling and...fuck...he was doomed.

"By Aphrodite...your smile is...amazing."

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How many people had been in this position before? Waiting for someone that they met online on a date? It was something that he was nervous about, and he wondered how many of those dates actually happened - and how many of those wound up meeting or exceeding expectations. But the sense of relief that had washed over him when he saw Quinn walking in with that incredible jawline and those dimples and those beautiful curls... He felt himself falling even faster and he had to hide the way he lit up at seeing him.

"No, no, I get it... You can't leave your nephew alone." Hell, he felt bad leaving his cat alone half the time, so he couldn't imagine being in charge of another human being. Still, as the compliment was given, Ethan couldn't help but smile even wider and breathe out a "Thank you". "And you're beautiful too. I mean, of course you are, y'know, being the son of you know who, but..." He wasn't sure how well-known the people of Arcadia were, if he should keep the demigod thing a secret - it was something he wasn't used to.

Especially considering he never had been told himself that he was a son of a God himself.

"But you're here now, and that's important. So uh... please, have a seat? You uh... God, I'm nervous. I forgot all of the conversation topics I was going to ask you."

[daddysboyys]

This line of work had never been Javier's ambition. It wasn't what he wanted, but sometimes, growing up poor and surrounded by gangs, you just had to deal with the circumstances you were given. Javier was 16 when it started, when the gang got it's hooks into him, promising him money he'd be able to use to help his mom with the ever more expensive bills. Keeping it a secret was easy at first. He only "worked" weekends, when he was usually out and about with his friends doing god knows what anyway, so nobody asked any questions when he came home late. But since he turned 18 just a few weeks prior, his pimp started demanding more from him. More of his time. Word must have finally gotten around.

He knew that voice. He knew it well. So well, that it hit before he stepped out of the darkness. "Tio Esteban?" He asked, his heart sinking when he saw his mother's brother standing there beside him. His uncle. Not just any uncle, though. Esteban had always been Javier's favorite uncle. There was something gritty and dangerous about him. There always was. From family whispering about how he was a bad influince for his gang ties. But he was the fun uncle. The one who used to sneak Javi candy as a kid, or give him $10 every time he visited. He was the uncle who taught him to roll a perfect joint when he was 13. The one who bought him his first porno when he hit puberty. But now? "Tio, please, you can't mean it." He said, taking a step back, his body language becoming defensive as Esteban spoke. "Lies" Javier thought. I mean, yes, he'd looked at Esteban over the years. Watched him. But it was always out of admiration. He was enamored with the man's confidence. With the way he would carry himself around a family he must have known thought less of him because of his gang ties. "I don't. I never want it." Javier admitted. It was true. Hell, his girlfriend was the other half of why he was doing this. To be able to afford to take her nice places instead of the same fast food joints over and over again. He wasn't interested in men, but the cartel said men pay more, so men are who they rented him out to. "And if you ever tell Ma I'm hustling, I'll tell her you made me do it."

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Of course Esteban knew very well that his little nephew had been desperately trying to find a job, and while he had suggested to one of the pimps in the cartel that he knew a pretty little thing that would make a good whore, he hadn't expected it to actually happen. Until it did. And while he was excited at the chance to see what his little nephew could do, he was still a very protective person and he wasn't going to simply let him continue like this. He would make sure that he'd get some other position in the cartel, make sure he was getting paid decently...

But he'd also make sure he'd stay as his own little cock whore.

A rumble of a laugh left Esteban as Javier tried to call his bluff, and he took a couple of steps closer before he smacked his nephew and then, in a quick movement, grabbed his neck just hard enough to tighten his windpipe - but not to completely cut off oxygen. "Listen here, sobrino... You think you have the power here, but you don't. Because at the end of the day, even without your Ma, I can make this shit worse for you. You want me to tell your pimp to keep whoring you out to man after man, half of them carrying god knows what?"

Releasing his hold on his neck, he looked down at him. "Or would you rather not have to suck another man's dick to take care of yourself and your girl?"

[bornofarcadia]

He was dressed in loose fitting and old clothes. Mostly threadbare. They were his sleep clothes and it was late at the moment. The sun had long since set.

"There was a uh...disturbance."

Given Eric's...race...and home country...he had special considerations from most of the teachers. He was the first ever Arcadian to go into this field and somehow he was top of his class at the moment.

Arcadia.

And island created by Aphrodite and stocked with beautiful men. Some of those men...like Eric...were able to become pregnant.

Each member from the island had supernatural abilities as well. In Eric's case, he was capable of taking on aspects from various animals that he came into contact with.

"So uh...I filed a report but some shit for brains...he broke into my dorm room and if it wasn't for me currently using the strength of a bull...well...he would have uh..."

He looked away, not wanting to say what would have happened.

He was shaking.

"I was hoping...if you were willing...maybe I could stay at your place until campus police can find him?"

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Many members of the faculty were aware of where Eric came from, the fact that he was a son of Aphrodite, but no one was aware of Graham's true identity. A son of Priapus, he was created to be the epitome of masculinity and to help push more and more men into debauchery. Gifted with an inhumane stamina and sex drive, not to mention a cock that even a porn star would faint at and a sperm count that would get even the most infertile woman pregnant, Graham knew that it was his duty to fuck as many people as possible - and get as many of them pregnant as possible, too.

So the fact that this young kid from Arcadia, whom was capable of carrying children, had come running into his office and was begging for his help... It was almost all too delicious. And it had his cock throbbing his slacks.

"Hush, now, Eric," the law professor spoke as he rose to his feet, quickly walking over to where the obviously disheveled Eric was. Walking closer, he wrapped his arms around his shoulders. "Of course you can stay with me... It just so happens that my wife is out of town, pampering herself before the birth of our child." Or rather she was at the commune with the others that he had gotten pregnant, blessed to be around so many others that just wanted to serve him and carry his children.

One of the many affects of his cock and cum, really.

"Shall we go to your dorm and grab your things before I take you to my home?"

[smokecut]

Sterling listened as Elias explained the new bands added since the last party. He nodded approvingly, a knowing smile crossing his lips. He chuckled. “Makes sense,” he affirmed, his eyes still scanning the bands on offer as he was asked what ones he wanted. Instinctively, Sterling already knew, but he took a moment to mull it over. Then, lifting his eyes back to meet those of Elias with a smirk, Sterling said, “Well, I’m going to be active for sure… and as for my role? I have to confess I want to bottom. I could top… but I also know what I want, for the most part...” Trailing off, a playful, lustful glint entered Sterling's eyes, his cock stirring against his suit pants. Again, his mind began to fill with thoughts about Elias' body and just how exactly he wanted to worship him before getting fucked beyond belief.

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As a model, Elias certainly knew of the effect that he had on people, that people often found themselves staring at him and wanting more... And it was a feeling that Elias found delicious. So with Sterling looking at him as he does, he couldn't help but smirk as he spoke and Elias took a step closer, the distance between them almost miniscule as he looked into the blond's eyes. "Sounds like you need a blue and purple wrist band on one wrist, and a green on another..." Elias whispered lightly, the smirk still pulling lightly for his lips. "As for what you want... Why don't you tell me exactly what you want, and I'll see if I can help make that your reality for you."

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@warwickcd

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Fingers had grown slick and sticky from the other's cum as he shot through his orgasm, stroking the mechanic through it to extend it and keep it going, Javier couldn't help but smirk as the young mechanic admitted that he could keep going. "Good, because I'm certainly not through with you yet," he spoke, leaning up to let his teeth graze Clyde's earlobe in a playful manner.

But he adjusted their position, sliding his throbbing cock out of the man's hole so he could shift their positions. With Clyde now on the couch, his knees pressing against the mattress, Javier lined his bulbous head with Clyde's hole and shoved in. "Fuck... Still tight... Like I hadn't even fucked you," Javier groaned out as he pushed every inch of his prodigious girth into him.

"This what you wanted?"

[kinard-luca-street-deacon-chris]

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It had been a ridiculously difficult day between having already worked a long week with the types of calls they had dispatched to and despite returning to the 118, he was still a pilot and had been out for the last four hours with time for a fuel refill to search for lost hikers in the rural mountains and camping trails. Before that he had been covered from head to foot in soot and rubble dust, sweating like crazy and simple exhausted. But meeting a good friend for a few weeks was a much needed since the ache in his back and leg was multiplying.

An amused smile on his lips when he turned to see his friend. "Hey, got you a beer unless you want something stronger." He informed him, motioning to the perfect cold beer on the bar. "How was your day? Or is it those don't ask ans don't tell kind of day?"

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Work had, unfortunately, been crazy. Though, really, working in the ER, things were always crazy. Not only did you have to deal with the multitude of walk-ins, but the emergent patients that paramedics brought in, and the patience among the patients was thin, to say the least. Which he could understand, since the healthcare system was garbage but hey, don't blame him because he's trying his hardest to get shit going.

Still, it was nice when his buddy Tommy sent him a text and invited him for a beer. Not only because Tommy was his buddy, but because the guy worked in the same field so he knew what it was like. Yeah, Grayson might not be jumping into burning buildings or finding people buried in rubble, but at the end of the day, they knew that their jobs were, mostly, thankless.

"It's just been a day," Grayson said with an audible sigh as he sat down next to Tommy, grabbing the beer bottle from the bar and taking a quick swig. "Not only did I have to deal with a patient that projectile vomited on me, but Olivia has been becoming extra... well, extra now that she's in her third trimester."

[male-thirst]

Tommy Defendi and Colby Keller | Raging Stallion's Cowboys

[whcreson]

@studxhub liked for a forbidden relationship starter

Brent is out on his balcony -- shirtless, tripod in hand -- when he sees a car pull up to the apartment complex's courtyard two levels below. He recognizes the maintenance man as he hops out from the passenger's side -- Matthew, Ezekiel, something biblical -- but it's when Brent spies the bombshell sauntering around the front of the car to meet the man that his interest really gets piqued.

There's a certain authority with which she prompts the maintenance guy for a goodbye kiss that screams deep, deep domesticity. To be honest, it sends an excited shiver down Brent's spine-- and before he can stop himself, he's wolf-whistling at the pair. And if they look up at him, he'll surely toss a casual cocky? wave their way. And maybe exactly fifteen minutes after the maintenance guy's hot fucking wife leaves, Brent will very casually find himself wandering down to the complex's supply shed, where he knows he'll find the real object of his desire. He clears his throat once he arrives to make himself known. "I'm Brent." Is all he says at first, holding out a hand for the maintenance guy to take. Naturally he was still sans shirt, skin glistening in the soft morning heat enough to make his tattoos pop.

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This was embarrassing. With his truck in the shop, Malachi had to have his wife drop him off for work - at the apartment complex that he was set to clean up after the intense wind knocked some branches down - and it made him feel like a kid getting dropped off at school. He wondered if anyone noticed that he didn't pull up in his usual truck, that his wife had dropped him off, but as he was giving her a kiss goodbye, he heard someone give a loud whistle and he knew the answer - he had been seen.

Well, hey, at least he showed up for work. It wasn't like he called and said "sorry, can't make it, my truck is in the shop". He was there and he was willing to work. So as she sped off, he headed for the supply shed to grab the things he needed. Namely gloves, a tree pruner, and a chainsaw in case some of the branches were too thick. As he was putting his gloves on, though, someone approached and he shifted in his position to look over at him, an eyebrow arching carefully.

"Nice to meet you, Brent," Malachi said, giving the other guy the ungloved hand and giving him a firm shake with a nod. "I'm Malachi. You been living here long?" Try as hard as he might, his eyes betrayed him and roamed up and down the other's toned, tight body... But he was quick to correct himself.

He just hoped it didn't go noticed.

[davidkarofskyindie]

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Never did Elias think that this would happen. Never before did he think he’d wind up getting a boyfriend, that he’d catch feelings. Everyone knew he had loved his life as a bachelor, quickly finding anyone and everyone he could to flirt and fuck, but ever since he had met Trevor… Things just… changed. Though they weren’t exclusive, at first, Elias began to hook up with people less and less, damn near deactivating his Stud Hub account and now… Now things with Trevor were official and it was time to really make it official. “Yeah, all of it, baby,” Elias said, a grin pulling at his lips as he stared at Trevor, his hand groping his ass while Trevor’s own hand was wrapped around his dick. Was he nervous that Trevor would think he was too big? A little bit, but considering how thick he was in Trevor’s hand, it didn’t seem like he minded much. And really, at eight and a half inches, he knew that there were guys larger than him, but it was his girth that often had people gawking. Still, he kissed Trevor again, only to pull away as Trevor stepped out of his own underwear to reveal his toned body. “Goddamn… Can’t believe we fucking waited this long.” With that, he leaned forward and kissed Trevor again as he reached down to wrap his own fingers around Trevor’s cock.

Trevor had known for a while that he was blessed with the sexiest boyfriend, they’d made out enough that he’d certainly felt that there was a lot to handle between Elias’ legs but actually stroking it and feeling how thick it was made it real. It wasn’t like he didn’t like Trevor didn’t have experience with big dicks, he was a solid nine inches himself but his girth was easily half of what Elias had and the man’s perfect body somehow made it feel bigger. He blushed as the man spoke, returning the kiss eagerly and letting out a moan feeling that hand around him “Stunned I didn’t jump on you the first day we met… we have so long to make up for” he teased between firm wicked kisses, getting at Elias’ underwear and pushing it off the man’s body so he could finally just enjoy that firm naked hunky body. He panted a little as he pulled back, just looking down to see the girth in his hands “Fuck… good thing I have tomorrow off because I’m not gonna be walking for a while” he mused, looking back up to Elias’ face “Not because it’s too big… because I’m spending the next day taking that beautiful thing every goddamn way I can” he exclaimed before slowly pulling back, slipping up the head of the bed and spreading his legs, lifting them just enough that his hole was just barely visible “Come and get me, stud”

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Damn. Looking at Trevor, he really couldn't believe just how lucky he had gotten. Ripped body, chiseled muscles, a big cock... It was surprising that the two hadn't even met on the app that Elias had signed up on to hook up with guys with big cocks - and those that knew how to service them - and yet here he was. What had he done to be so incredibly lucky? He wasn't sure, but a grin pulled at his lips when Trevor admitted that he had the day off. "Good, 'cause I plan on taking my time with you, baby," Elias said with a wink as he moved to crawl up the bed, settling in between Trevor's legs so that their cocks were pressed against one another. Lips immediately found Trevor's as he kissed him, hungry and wanting, before he pulled back and began to kiss his way down his body.

Peppering kisses to every inch of skin, tongue tracing every plane of muscle, he worked his way down until he was just inches from Trevor's cock. And, without warning, he let the flat of his tongue run along the underside of his shaft before his lips wrapped around his weeping cockhead. Inch after inch of Trevor's cock disappeared into his mouth until his nose was brushing against his pelvic bone, and slowly he began to set up a rhythm as he bobbed his head along Trevor's length.

[lonelyheartedheathens]

Hunter at least managed to bite back the needy noise that threatened to escape his throat when Rafael told him he wanted him on his knees. Still, he nodded, pushing his blanket back once more to climb off his mattress and approach the older man.

He obediently sunk to his knees in front of Rafael, nose mere inches from where he wanted to be. What he'd, apparently, be worshipping soon. His eyes dragged back up Rafael's body as he spoke again, and he gave another small nod.

"Yes, Sir." He could imagine that change was he was going to turn into the hole Rafael used whenever he was pent up, needed relief, and his girlfriend wasn't there to be of service. That idea shouldn't have gotten him as hot under the collar as it did.

His hands smoothed up Rafael's thighs slowly, and he leaned in to all but nuzzle against Rafael's bulge. He peered up at him through his lashes again, waiting for the other to give him proper permission to finally have what he'd been craving for months now.

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A smirk pulled at the corners of his lips when Hunter finally dropped the charade, nodding as he pushed the blanket aside to show his cock once more - glistening with the pre and lube that he had used as he masturbated to the thought of Rafael fucking his girlfriend. Not only did he have a girlfriend that he could fuck on a daily basis, but a live-in cock whore to do with how he pleased.

And he was sure that after he was done with Hunter, Hunter would be his cock whore.

"That's right... You learn your place," Rafael cooed playfully as a hand reached up to brush against Hunter's chin, watching as he very nearly mouthed him through the bulge of his briefs and he wondered if he had even realized just how big he really was. Now, he knew he wasn't the biggest guy on the app that he used to score dates with hung men, or those that knew how to please them, but he wasn't complaining about himself, either. A good nine inches, with an above average thickness... He was still hung, and he knew how to use it, too.

"From now on, whenever it's just us in this apartment, I want you wearing a jock and only a jock at all times..." Rafael started as he let his thumb move to brush against Hunter's bottom lip. "That way whenever I want you, I can just bend you over and take you. And if you're especially good? I might even let you fuck me."

Tilting his head to the side, he let his thumb move from Hunter's lip to his cheek. "If you agree to that... pull down my briefs and see your prize."

[mythicalmen]

Owen was more than aware of what Mateo was implying with his choice of words, after all this wasn't their first run in and Owen had made sure to get as much information about the man as possible. It had started simply as a means to have dirt on a fellow businessman incase he had to deal with him. But more interested he'd become in the man, the more the intel became more about fascination and a desire to know the man more and more. Hence this meeting today, this was hardly a random encounter. It was planned.

"Oh believe me Mister Navarro, I'm more than aware what you are into" He retorted, a knowing smirk but his words wonderfully vague to tease the other man about what that might be exactly. "My son will be disappointed though, Leo that is - I'm sure you know him. He's visited here plenty of times, quite popular as well. I thought he might be coming here for the drinks or the bottle boys...but I have a feeling the infamous Mateo Navarro might be the reason" He smirked, seeing how he'd react to such details. Like father like son, it seemed.

"Mm, honoured are you? I wasn't aware you had such strong feelings for me. But you're quite right, there's indeed a few things I could teach you" He remarked, moving his large arm to rest against the back of the booth cushions, which just so happened let his fingers brush and toy with the back of the other man's hair and neck. "But I'm curious, what exactly do you think you could teach me?"

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The nightclub owner was no idiot - he knew very well that the man was someone that did things with intentions, and that his visiting Mateo's club wasn't simply for fun. One didn't wind up becoming a man of power and wealth by simply doing things on a whim. Still, that didn't mean Mateo wasn't intrigued, and it seemed that Owen was willing to play along. As the man began to speak more about his son, Mateo could only chuckle and nod. "I have, of course, seen your son... Though he certainly seemed more focused on the bottle boys than making his presence known to me. Perhaps next time I'll have to send a bottle over to him the next time he comes in."

Eyes couldn't help but watch as Owen leaned back against the seat in the booth, those strong arms moving to rest along the top of it before a hand found itself behind his head. Any thought he might have had seemed to disappear briefly as the man began to tease the hair at the base of his neck, and he swallowed the lump in his throat as he had to adjust the way he was sitting to avoid his slowly growing erection from showing.

"Well, for one, I could introduce you to a whole new clientele. Not to mean any disrespect on you and your name, of course, but my clientele isn't the run of the mill club goers, as I'm sure you're aware." Only the elite visited his club, those with an immeasurable amount of money in their proverbial pockets, and while he was sure that some of the people there were clients of Owen's, he also knew that most of them possibly weren't. "I even happen to know a man or two that could become an... ally of yours. But, of course, this all depends on you and what you think you could do for me."

Of course, it was certainly hard to try to keep his mind focused on business when his body was more focused on pleasure.

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Finally have a day off - going to work on the drafts/replies I owe, but if anyone would like to do something with me (or do another thing with me) feel free to DM me :)