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[sugardxddies]

thcfuckedups·:

“That’s–” Matthew opened his mouth to argue, but he quickly bit his tongue when he realized they were both just being safe here; he wanted to make sure he got his money and, well, the man with him wanted to make sure he got his money’s worth. It made sense, to be careful like that; especially since Matthew still had a little voice in the back of his head telling him to just take the money and run. Thankfully, though, that voice was being overpowered by his need to get high– and his simple desire to let this man use him so he could. “That’s fair.” He finally finished his thought, mumbling the words, as he sank down on his knees to sit awkwardly on his feet. Pulling the cheap flip phone out of his pocket, he pressed it against his left ear and called his supplier. “Groove– Groove don’t hang up, I got money this time; good money, I promise.” Matthew spoke into the phone, but his attention was broken between what he needed to say and the fact that the beautiful stranger with him was now crouched down in front of him; his hand holding his jaw so he could look him over. “Meet– meet me in the stalls by Paris and… and bring fifty bucks worth of China White, and Tina if you’ve got her with you.” Once the man agreed to come, Matthew fumbled to hang up the phone as a bit of color rose in his cheeks from what was being said to him. 

“I’m not worth keeping.” He mumbled as he stuffed the phone back into his pocket. Despite his words, and his lack of self-esteem, he found himself leaning down into the hand holding him almost as if the touch– and the idea of belonging to someone– actually made him feel something; as if it actually made him feel safe, and wanted… genuinely wanted. “My dealer’s comin’ here, though. Should only be a few minutes.” He almost said thank you to the stranger for agreeing to pay for him but, until he had the drugs, Matthew was going to wait; he’s been screwed over so often he doesn’t really feel like trusting anyone. “You know– when you said, earlier, that you hold people accountable to their promises. I– I meant it, when I promised I’d let you do whatever you wanted to me but can… can you promise me something in return?” He questioned as he reached up with his left hand to wipe at his nose with the back of his wrist and forearm as he sniffled a bit. “Can you promise me you won’t–”

Before he could finish what he was saying, the door behind the two of them slammed open and a man with a book-bag hanging loosely off his left strolled into the public restroom. Shouldering past Hunter, he walked over to almost lovingly run his hand through Matthew’s short hair before turning his attention to the man in front of Matthew. “I gotta admit, wasn’t expecting you to actually mean it when you said you had good money this time around, Matty-Boy. I thought you were going to beg me to another fuckin’ trade instead. I was actually lookin’ forward to it, it’s been a while since you’ve been that desperate.” Groove teased as he continued to rub and scratch Matthew’s head as if the man were his pet. “So, good money,” he continued on as he narrowed his eyes at the handsome stranger, “I’ve got your China, so that’s no problem, but if you’re going to want Tina, that’s gonna cost you another $160 for an eighth of an ounce; and that’s the smallest portion I sell.”

          “Don’t get too ahead of yourself.” Hunter stated, eyes not turning away from the other male. “I said, almost.” Honesty was something he always stuck by to, especially when it came to strangers that might never affect his life ever again. He was realistic. He’d likely never see this person ever again in his life once he left and there was no use exhausting himself just to coddle the emotional balances of a man he just wants to fuck and toss. At least that was one good redeeming quality of his when it came to his repulsive little habit.

          As the dealer came inside of the restroom, Hunter stood. He’d much rather not do any dealings crouched down. If he was going to get into it with some shady character, he’d rather stand tall and face them properly. Though, as the other began touching his toy for the hour, Hunter felt a little tinge of jealousy. Sure, he had no emotional attachments to this man; like a child to it’s favorite toy, he wanted sole control of him. He reached behind his pocket once more, this time taking out three hundred dollar bills. He was sure he was getting a bad deal out of this, but he supposed it wasn’t worth the effort to argue. At least they weren’t dealing with coke. “Here. Three hundred.” He held up the bills, splaying them out just enough to show three individual hundreds. He found it best not to speak much when it comes to drug dealers. The less random people knew about his life, the better. “Hope you have it on you. I’m not really interested in wasting a lot of time for some party favors.” 

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thcfuckedups·:

As soon as the bill was out in the open, Matthew moved for it. He needed that money; he needed a hit– and he didn’t care what that meant this man was going to do to him, just as long as he got what he wanted in the end. Of course, as he moved, his eyes glanced up to look the stranger over again and it actually brought him to a hesitant stop. Still on his knees, Matthew’s desperate blue eyes narrowed as he looked up at the ridiculously handsome man looming over him. He wasn’t used to johns looking like him and, honestly, the fact someone that attractive had to come here just to get off made him a bit nervous; but it also excited him to think about what he wanted that, apparently, no one else was able to give him. 

“I– I keep my word.” He finally managed to speak back after swallowing his breath. “I said you could do whatever you wanted with me– you can do whatever you want with me, and I mean it.” Licking his chapped lips, he let his head tilt back as the man’s hand dropped down to cup his chin and rub the money into the side of his face as he held him there. “I–” the addict wasn’t sure he’d be able to pull this off but, hell, there was nothing to be gained if he didn’t at least try first, right? “I like blow… or aunt hazel… I– I didn’t take you for the type that likes candy though. If you… if you really want to do that, I know a guy here in the park that sells good shit…. and I have a motel room a street over from here… but you– you have to pay for the party favor’s too; on-top of the $100 for the hour.” Matthew would have preferred they stayed right here, in the bathroom, just so he could get his money quicker… but if this guy was able to pay for him and the drugs? He’d go wherever he wanted him too; consider it part of his promise to let the stranger do whatever he wanted with him. Falling back, he dropped down to sit on his feet as he took a sharp inhale of breath. Rubbing at the side of his head, his eyes pinched shut, he fought his way through the urges that had him so desperate here in the first place. “Yeah– yeah, okay.” Matthew mumbled with a nod of his head, his eyes still shut as he reached up to grab at the stranger’s thighs; just so he could keep him from leaving him there. “Okay… if you buy I’ll take you to my motel room. Then, no holds barred. I’ll go along with whatever you want to do to me… just give me the $100 first…”

          Hunter paused for a moment, studying the features of the shell of a man before him. It was a shame, really. This guy wasn’t too half bad looking. Maybe if he’d gotten off the drugs and stopped selling his body for measly change, he’d be even better. But old habits die hard, Hunter knew that better than anybody. Hell he was risking everything because of a sick little hobby he’s developed fucking around with prostitutes. Still, it gave him a rush, a feeling of power, maybe even control depending on who he was fucking around with. Often, those at the very lowest of their lives were so willing to do whatever it took just to get a glimpse of something never truly theirs. A life worth living, maybe, but even that idea was too radical even for Hunter.

          Upon hearing the other’s drugs of choice, Hunter smirked once more. This really was a desperate man. “Okay.” He nodded, but took the hundred dollar bill away from him and stuffed it back into his pocket. “But don’t think I’m giving you the money until we get to your motel.” While he understood the concept of getting your money first, he also understood the bargaining power that it held when desperation was into play--which was nothing. “Call up your guy. Tell him to come here with fifty bucks worth of China White. If he knows her, tell him to bring Tina too.” Heroin was far too obvious for someone like him. Chemical burns would not be a good look for a photograph, but smoking Tina on the other hand was a bit more discreet. He slowly crouched down, getting eye to eye with the other male. Reaching forward, he placed his hand to hold the other’s jaw, observing. “You’re so pretty. I’d almost want to keep you for myself.”

[sugardxddies]

thcfuckedups‌:

                           open starter || open to tops, any age (18+), strangers preferred                            tw || references to drugs, hooking, possible watersports, and                                    other potentially triggering content

Bent over in the public bathroom of a park that was popular for cruising, and hooking, Matthew gripped down on the linoleum sink beneath him and groaned as the stranger behind him continued to tauntingly rut his cock between Matthew’s bared cheeks. “Hurry up man. You paid me for an hour, but at this rate neither of us will be able to get off.” He mumbled in an attempt to get the man to stop teasing him– and, in a way, it worked. Falling forward with a loud gasp of breath, Matthew closed his eyes as his cheek pressed against the dirt and grime covered mirror as the stranger finally snapped his hips forward and buried himself into Matthew’s tight heat.

Lost in the feeling of being used, he didn’t even realize the man fucking him had managed to pull the money back out of Matthew’s back pocket. He’d only charged the man fifty dollars and, well, he’d been so anxious just to get him off– so he could take the money to buy himself a hit– he barely managed to stuff it into his back jean pocket before pushing them down off his waist and bending over; and, just like his luck, the man was taking advantage of him for it. Once the money was stolen back, the stranger gave one final thrust into Matthew before pushing him forward– hard into the mirror– to disorient him for a moment. It worked, too. Confused by the fact neither of them had finished mixed with the sudden daze from slamming his forehead into the solid mirror had him feeling dazed and lost. It wasn’t much, but Matthew was dazed long enough for the stranger to stuff himself back into his pants before running out of the park bathroom. Matthew yelled, and screamed, and chased after him to the door– anyone in the park would have heard him… yet as he walked back to the sink, with his pants still down around his thighs, the door still creaked open; which either meant this man didn’t know where he was, or he didn’t care about Matthew’s misfortune and just wanted to get off. Either way? Matthew waltzed over and blocked the man in the door way. Dropping down to his knees, he leaned forward and invaded the man’s personal space– rubbing his stubbled cheeks and his lips against the front of the man’s pants before leaning back to look up at him with desperate eyes. “$100 for an hour, and you can do whatever you want to me.”

          Hunter didn’t seem like the type to go to a seedy restroom somewhere in a park just to hook up with a random prostitute, but a man needs to satisfy his most fucked up desires at some point. The idea was entirely taboo, disgusting even, and when he would be all done with it, Hunter was sure he’d be disgusted with himself too. It wasn’t like he was ugly or anything, far from that by most standards. He was a model, part of a rich oil tycoon family--but when you have a scratch to itch it’s difficult to ignore it. So there he was, staring down at some pathetic whore begging for some work. Well, who was he to deny such virtuous ambition?

          Reaching into his back pocket, he pulled out a single hundred dollar bill from a stack that he had hidden. Of course, he just showed the singular bill as he wasn’t stupid enough to actually flaunt all his money around to a hooker. “Careful what you promise me. Where I come from, we like to hold people accountable for their promises.” Hunter stated, his Texas drawl slicking his words with honey as sour as they were. “So what kind of candy do you like?” He asked as he reached down with the hundred dollar bill, cupping the other’s chin as he pressed the bill against his face. “Why don’t we go get some and enjoy it at a motel or somethin’.” True, he was about to fuck a desperate body, drug addicted and at their lowest, but that didn’t mean that he was going to reduce himself to fucking him in the bathroom. He was beyond that.

[sugardxddies]

boysofcanon·:

When the man’s big cock was dragged from Peter’s lips, the boy began to whimper and whine and try and lean in for more and sucking hungrily on the head before it popped out of his mouth and was tucked back into Johnny’s jeans; causing Peter to lean in and whine in protest, nuzzling the obviously large bulge and strained cock against the fabric. A dazed look of confusion on the boy’s face, big brown eyes staring up at this looming figure though kept himself quiet and didn’t verbally protest yet. He didn’t want to be badly behaved for his Dominant, he wanted to try and be good even if everything inside of him just waned to grab that dick back out and wrap his lips around again. He really was falling deeply into that headspace, every word of praise and affectionate touch just sinking Peter deeper and deeper into his submission. A sound of pleasure and humiliation passing his lips as his ass was described as a puppy, familiar now with that kind of degrading talk the man was able to provide while still praising him in the same breath. It was new, overwhelming and addicting. 

He blinked once, twice slowly before opening his mouth to speak up. “It…it’s on…this floor Daddy, I…I can show you” He said, voice strained and cheeks pink and almost getting bashful at the idea of this man seeing his room. Though the idea of being taken, used and bred so intensely in the room he grew up in was enough to make poor Peter’s head spin. When given permission he’d get off his knees and exit the bathroom, the sound of voices downstairs making Peter’s heart race and feel his cheeks burning even more as he heard the sound of his father’s warm laugh and his name being mentioned. He kept going, leading Johnny to a room only a few doors down. The room itself was a nice size, with sky blue painted walls and most of the things you’d expect from a teenage boys room. Posters, video games, a desk and a nice enough bed. What probably stood out the most was Peter’s telescope by the window and his many tech gadgets, equipment and pieces scattered across his desk that he’d been working on. “U-um, here we are. This is…my room” He said, bashful still and shifting on his feet before stealing a glance from the older man.

          Johnny followed after Peter into his room. It would be an interesting insight as to what kind of a boy Peter really was. He’d been in their home a few times before, but never as intimately as to be in one of their rooms. They had a respectable relationship, but not one that was too close. That’s what made this all the more exciting. Stepping into the room, Johnny was quick to notice the emanating innocence from the room. It was an appealing quality of Peter and perhaps he didn’t really need to step into his room to shed any light on that part of the boy. Just glancing at the boy and anyone could tell Peter was a good boy. Well, at least to Johnny that image was slowly turning, but through his own volition. The boy had the potential to make a good sub, being so obedient and willing, but Peter needed the confidence and assuredness to own the fact that he could be a good sub. To want to desire the fulfillment of both his dom and his own need to please his dom.

          Calloused hands quickly slid against Peter’s body from behind just as the doors closed, dragging against the front of his torso as he felt the boy’s lithe body. “Lets get you out of these, baby boy.” Johnny whispered into the boy’s ears as his hands made themselves useful. He didn’t care to remove Peter’s shirt, they had a party to attend to still after all. Instead his hands made their way towards Peter’s pants, quickly undoing them as he just needed the bare minimums to give this boy the ride of his lifetime, one that he wasn’t quite sure was due to his limited experience. “I’m gonna fuck you on your bed and on your back, so hard that your hole might stay opened and loose for the entire day.” It wasn’t a request, it was a promise and Johnny was never one to lie to his subs.

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boysofcanon·:

The sound of the party was a little more clear now, louder which suggested while some were still in the garden there were likely some moving inside the impressive house. Not on this floor…at least not yet, but some individuals lingering on the ground floor. That should probably be a red flag to Peter, make him freak out and pull away or at the very least hesitate. But it didn’t, it was almost like he couldn’t hear it over the sound of his own heart and the voice of this powerful, dominant man that seemed to echo through Peter’s mind. He could feel himself slowly slipping into the mindset, being on his knees again before this man and all he could think about, all he could feel was the desire and the need to serve him. To submit fully and completely. 

“Yes Daddy” He whispered, voice hot and heavy and lips spread just as that cock began to fill his mouth and cause the sweet boy to moan rather loudly, thankfully muffled by the cock. Doing as he was told, his eager mouth and wet lips focusing on the head of Johnny’s thick cock. His face flushed, his eyes glazed over and on his knees in his family bathroom while his parents threw a party for the entire neighbourhood. This was wrong on so many levels…yet Peter couldn’t help but feel oh so right. Like his entire life hadn’t been complete until he’d been kneeling and this man’s cock filling his eager mouth.

          For a moment, Johnny nearly forgot where he was. He was right in the Parker residence toying around with their son in the bathroom. As dangerous as the idea of doing this was, it only spurred on the older male further. His cock grew harder and harder as Peter sucked on the tip of his cock, both from the younger male’s mouth and the thought of doing this in the boy’s own home. Right under his father’s nose. And to think that just minutes ago he was shaking hands with the boys parents and congratulating them on a job well done for a neighborhood block barbecue. At least this satisfied Johnny’s fucked up little kinks.

          “That’s a good boy.” Johnny praised, continuing to comb his hair through the boy’s hair in reward for such good behavior. “Daddy’s gonna take care of you. I’ll fuck your pussy nice and slow tonight, make you cum over and over until you can’t even shoot out anything anymore.” But… As kinky as Johnny was, fucking in the bathroom wasn’t exactly his style. A blowjob, maybe, classic and raunchy; but fucking someone entirely required some better positioning and room than a bathroom could ever compensate for. With that, he pulled his cock from Peter’s mouth, watching as the boy’s lips dragged against the head of his cock. “Where’s your room, baby?” Johnny asked, tucking his cock back into his jeans. “I think we’ll both enjoy this a lot more with a bed instead of a sink.” Not to mention it might lower their chances of being caught in the act.

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boysofcanon·:

Peter was still incredibly inexperienced when it came to the BDSM lifestyle, all he knew from it was what he’d researched and what he’d been taught and learned in that one night of being completely at Johnny’s mercy which had been more than a little intense but had given the young man something if a crash course in how to be a Submissive….or more specifically, how to be one for Johnny. So Peter knew to kneel, bow his head and show both apology and submission in his actions which seemed to work as large, familiar fingers found their way in his hair and began to slide through his locks. Eyes fluttering, shivering a little and sinking into the comforting touch. Nuzzling against the man’s thigh in response, whining softly and looking up at him with those big brown eyes of his, looking so soft and vulnerable and all for Johnny.

Peter hesitated for a moment when Johnny talked to him about honesty, knowing he was right and if he was going to be…well, he wasn’t sure what he was to this older man. This was confusing and overwhelming for Peter most of the time and maybe not the best idea in the world but…he wanted Johnny and the longer he was around him the more that want turned into a need. “I…I wanted to make you jealous, I…it as stupid but I just…I just liked the idea of you wanting me for yourself. I’m sorry, I know it was bad. I didn’t mean to be…” He trailed off, whimpering and swallowing thickly when the large, powerful man promised to teach him. Breath hitching as those pants slowly unbuttoned, zip down and that thick cock came into view that the boy remembered all too well and had his heart racing, eyes almost hypnotized by it. “Yes, yes Daddy it would. I…I want to serve you, right now…whatever you want. Please…use me how you want” He whispered, breath shaking and heart racing as he could hear some movement on the floor below but he just spread his mouth wide and knelt there. Looking such a state, like he was ready to be used, abused and taken in whatever way this man wanted. Like he’d do anything to please him.

          Johnny had always admired how innocent Peter looked, especially now on his knees looking up at him with those beautiful puppy dog eyes. Though the small little stunt that the younger male pulled put the older male off, he couldn’t possibly hold it against the younger man. He supposed he did have to keep in mind that Peter was younger and much more prone to trying such tactics. While he had a much more lighthearted demeanor in his personal life and a more serious one as a dominant, he found good balance between the two; a level of maturity that had only come with age and experience. Hopefully, he can steer Peter towards a better direction when it comes to his mentality as a submissive and--if it came to it--a boyfriend. But Johnny wasn’t ready for those words yet, hell his entire reason for fucking Peter that night was the entire taboo of it. Peter was someone he shouldn’t have slept with which increased his appeal alongside being a damsel in distress at a BDSM club. It was practically writing itself.

          The older male was practically drooling as Peter knelt there with his mouth wide open. Naturally, he angled his half-hard cock towards the other’s mouth, placing the tip just against the other’s lip. A small dot of precum connected with Peter’s lips and as Johnny gently pulled his cock back from the other’s mouth, a thin string of clear fluid connected the head of his cock towards Peter’s beautiful lips. Now all he could think about was cumming all over Peter’s face. But there were plenty that would have to happen before that. “Suck daddy’s cock.” Johnny instructed, “Just the head.”

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boysofcanon·:

Of all reactions he was expecting, that probably didn’t even make the list. The amused chuckle and smirk on his face to the almost condescending compliment as he was scratched like a pet, his big brown eyes blinking a little in confusion and surprise as his game had sort of…backfired, a little. “I’m…I’m not acting shy or flustered, that’s not an act…” He trailed off, a flash of hurt on his face at the remark and feeling his face go red for a very different reason this time and suddenly feeling like an idiot as he looked away from the man as he was continued to feel like he was being lectured. Maybe it had been a dumb move to act like that, but he was desperate to feel wanted and having a man this gorgeous and brilliant and perfect into him made the poor boy terrified of losing that.

 “I…I don’t want another Daddy” He confessed, bowing his head this time in genuine apology and submission and feeling the twisting feeling in his stomach of being ashamed of himself for behaving badly towards the older man even if it hadn’t been intentional. “I just…I wanted to feel wanted, I thought I was playing a game and I….I just…” He slowly sunk to his knees before the man, lifting his head up and resting his hands on those thick, powerful thighs. “I’m sorry Daddy, I didn’t mean to be bad. I…I want your cock, I do. I don’t want another man’s, just you. Please give it to me Daddy, I want this. It’s just…it’s just a lot, but I want it.” He whimpered and begged, gripping against the fabric of his trousers. “I’ll do whatever it takes, I’ll do whatever you want. Please, I want it.” He begged and whined and tugged on the fabric, nuzzling his face with red cheeks against the man’s crotch area and looked back up at him with pleading, needy eyes. “Teach me.”

          As Peter sunk onto his knees, Johnny found himself in better footing. This was a space he was more familiar with. He didn’t like the uncertainty of inexperienced subs, or at least those who were still uncertain about it. While he didn’t necessarily need his partners to be submissive, he would prefer an honest and open communication of intention between the two of them. He’s set his life up in a way that was oriented towards his career and with that came a laser focus that’s affected even his sexual and love life. Honesty, that’s all he wanted from Peter. He reached out a hand, placing it on the other’s head as he gently rubbed Peter’s head. Fingers slipped through the boy’s soft locks, an attempt at comforting the boy.

          “The more honest you are to yourself and to me, the easier things will get for you, Peter.” Johnny advised matter of fact. In his experience, honesty was the best policy. It became even more vital if Peter were to ever delve deeper into Johnny’s sexual life. Trust and honesty was all they had when it came to leather and chain. Without it, things can fall apart rather quickly and that was a sticky mess Johnny would rather avoid if he can. “No need to pout, baby boy. Daddy’s got you. He’ll teach you.” With that, Johnny reached for his button and zipper, undoing his pants just enough to allow his heavy cock to spring out in front of Peter’s face. It was only half hard yet it nearly towered over Peter. “Would sucking daddy’s cock make you feel better.” He asked, continuing to pet the other’s hair gently.

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boysofcanon·:

One of the things Peter remembered most last night was seeing Johnny there for the first time at the club, mostly because moments before he’d arrived there had been another guy who was trying to catch Peter’s attention. A little older than his neighbour, slicked back hair and the kind of smirk that left an unpleasant sensation in Peter’s gut with a voice that made him feel even more uncomfortable and safe. He didn’t remember his name or much of what he’d said, only that he’d started to give the young man some panic and uncomfortable before a large hand had appeared on the man’s shoulder and Johnny had appeared in all his glory, with surprisingly hard eyes and a look on his face that had sent that creep of a man backing off very quickly. At the time Peter had been too stunned to see his neighbour to think about it. But thinking back on it now, it had been a very…protective thing to do. Johnny had protected him and kept him safe, it had gone a long way into why he’d agreed to so much of last night and why he’d allowed Johnny to have him in ways he never dreamed of.

So standing there now, having the man pull back and the very idea of not having this again, not having him again was enough to set off the alarm bells in Peter’s hands. “Wait!” He quickly said, darting his hand out and gripping it against the older man’s large one as they both rested on the knob. “Is…is that it, so you’re just giving up?” Peter suddenly found himself asking, swallowing thickly and looking back up at the man. He really didn’t know what he was doing, other than trying to not only show Johnny he wanted more but…maybe do a little bit of roleplay as well, show this man he wasn’t just some naive hopeless boy. That he could be more than that, that Peter Parker could be dirty and naughty. “You bring me all the way up here and then back out, after getting me all alone and locked in with you with nobody to stop you. Talk about making me a meal and now suddenly you’re running away from me?” He swallowed, licking his lips and moving his hand away from the door. “Here I thought you were the man in charge around here, that last night you proved that” He said, biting his lower lip and his little heart thundering away as he pushed just a little more. “But if I was wrong should I go downstairs and find a real Daddy” He breathed out, legs shaking and eyes wide but as his lips formed together there was something of a nervous but excited smile twitching on his lips.

          Johnny simply watched as the younger male went off in his small little tantrum. While it might have been awkward for someone else, to Johnny it was a little endearing. It was almost like watching his own son throw a tantrum to a cause he would never win--not that he had a son. But hey, maybe Peter would be the closest he would have to one. It wasn’t like he was in any hurry to have kids. Hell, it wasn’t even on his radar. A small smile crept on his lips, almost condescending in a way, but very much genuine. “You’re adorable.” He commented, reaching up to gently scratch Peter’s chin with three fingers much like he would to a puppy. “I’m not running away. I’m giving you the choice. You want to act shy and flustered like you’re not enjoying yourself, then I won’t force you to stay.” It was quite simple really. As far as Johnny was concerned there was never any need to exert himself sexually. The need to do that was a mark of a terrible dominant, at least in his mind. His submissive shouldn’t have to question themselves to him. “There’s tinder and grindr… Maybe scruff too depending on my mood.” It wasn’t a threat, it was simply facts. “Fact of the matter is, Peter, I’m not going to do anything with you if you’re going to pretend like I’m borderline forcing you. You have just as much say in this as I do.” He drew closer towards Peter once more, face closer to the younger male’s. “If you wanna go downstairs and find a daddy. Go right ahead. I’ll promise you though, you’re not gonna find one better than me or one with a bigger dick than me.”

[sugardxddies]

boysofcanon·:

There had been more than a few moments after last night where Peter wondered if that was it. That he was just a one night stand and casual screw for the man he’d grown next door to for the past few years. A quick distraction and play thing and that would be that. The thought hadn’t exactly been Peter’s favourite and he’d debated not even going to the party because the idea of being ignored or dismissed by the man was enough to make his stomach twist. But part of him almost preferred that to what was happening right now - being led like a moth to a flame and not knowing what was going on. Was Mister Young just looking for another thrill, thought he could get a bit of quick fun from a naive and overly eager young man? Or was this confirmation that it was more than just a random screw or did it mean something else entirely? Peter had no idea, he was completely clueless and yet he was still following the trial left for him and found himself unable to resist the call of his neighbour.

“M-Mister Young” He swallowed thickly, backing up slowly as the large man advanced on him, his shadow basically swallowing the boy whole until that large hand was gripping his waist and he felt the powerful, muscled body barely contained pressing him against the wall. “W-what are you doing-” He was cut off, breath hitched and eyes widening as the sound of the lock turning felt like his fate being sealed. Very much alone now with this looming, handsome man whose grip returned to the boy’s waist and whose words left him breathless and knees almost buckling as his face turned even brighter. Being called a meal, like he was this man’s prey and he was the big bad predator who had finally caught him…and maybe that description was more fitting then it should be. “So you lured me here just so you could…devour me?” Peter managed to say, voice trembling and flicking his tongue over his pretty lips as the boy loomed up at the tall, broad and looming man. Heart racing, breath hot and legs shaking. “What…what do you want from me? I…someone could hear us or see we’re missing. I…I don’t know why you…what is…” He rambled and fumbled with his words, the poor boy as confused and overwhelmed as he was utter putty.

          While he had grown a fond attachment to Peter, even before their encounter at Limitless, another feeling was developing inside of Johnny. He’d never been one to get possessive of his submissive, but Peter was different. The boy was one that he had watched grow up and he had a prior connection to Peter before they fucked. While he was all too eager to continue their little charade from the other night, Johnny wasn’t going to fool himself into thinking that there was nobody else in the world that could take Peter’s place. Sure, it would be a tough pill to swallow and he’d get hung up on it for a bit, but at the end of the day his sexual relationship with Peter had just blossomed. There wasn’t much investment yet other than the fact that Peter was his neighbors son and that they had fucked once. The only real investment was the risk of being outed and while the threat of that was possible, it would also mean Peter outing himself as someone with deeper secrets. Like it or not, Johnny and Peter were in this together.

          Still, at the sound of hesitation in Peter’s voice, Johnny released his hold of the boy. He was a man of great sexual prowess and need, sure, but he wasn’t a monster. He knew how to treat his submissive correctly and forcing them to do anything they didn’t want to do was not of interest to him. “I just wanted to revisit what happened last night.” Johnny answered truthfully. He wasn’t going to fill the boy’s head with any promises, especially not when he wasn’t sure he would fulfill them. That would have done much more damage in the elder’s opinion. “If that’s alright with you.” He paused, taking a look down at Peter. “But… If you don’t want to. You’re a free man. You can do what you want.” He shrugged his shoulders, reaching for the lock once more to undo it. If Peter doesn’t want a regular thing to happen between them, Johnny won’t force it. There’s bound to be another slut at Limitless for him to play with, even if they weren’t Peter.

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boysofcanon·:

Peter hadn’t gone to the club with the intention of anything sexual happening, sure he knew a place like that likely had a lot of that…but he’d just been curious and wanted to explore a little - maybe dip his toe in before jumping in. But the moment he saw Johnny there, standing tall and broad and looking at Peter in a way like he never thought he would. As if Peter was something or someone to crave, to desire, like this seemingly perfect man had eyes for only the young man in that moment. Peter had no way to resist something like that, only a few words and one hand on his cheek and a ‘good boy’ and he was gone. Putty in the man’s hands and willing to bound, used and taken apart in ways he’d only imagined before. Remembering the desperate cries of ‘Daddy’ passing his own lips and the intense, possessive grip of the older man on him as he ruined Peter Parker in too many ways to even begin counting.

“Oh, right” He swallowed thickly now he knew his excuse wouldn’t work. “Well, um, I’m sure they understand. You’re a really busy man, but I bet they’re happy to see you whenever they can” He said, offering the best smile he could offer considering how much his legs felt like jelly and his heart was beating a mile a minute. He wanted to ask the man a hundred different things, but he was afraid of most of the answers as he gripped his plate a little tighter and tried to keep it together for everyone around them. But the sound that passed his lips was clear to both of them, an almost shiver and whimper as that large hand rested and squeezed his shoulder. Doe eyes widening at the remark about the restroom and the boy just stared dumbly at the man even as he walked away and out of sight. Was…was he serious? Was that a not so subtle hint that he wanted to talk somewhere in private or for…something other than talking? Peter didn’t know, but he could feel the heat in his face rising as he stared at the door the older man had walked through. Hesitating for a few moments, heart racing and somehow feeling like this was a bigger decision to make then at first glance. He eventually started to move, heading back inside his parent’s house and up the stairs with the sounds of the rest of the guests begging to fade. “M-Mister Young?” He finally called out as he got closer. 

          Johnny made his way up the Parker residence stairs, not looking back for a moment as he had all confidence that Peter was an intelligent enough young man to pick up on his hints. Sure, the boy was awkward at times, but Johnny knew he wasn’t inept. He figured or at least he hoped that he left enough of a bread crumb trail for the other to follow. As he reached the restroom, the older man slipped right in, leaving the door just slightly ajar in order to allow Peter to come in without too much of a fuss. He couldn’t help but smirk as he heard Peter walk through the doors and into the restroom, giving them some much needed privacy. He’d been waiting for this all day. Aside from just getting to toy around with Peter again, doing it at the very home of his father made the thrill even more appealing.

          “Peter.” He greeted with a calm voice. Yet he moved closer towards the boy, placing his hands against Peter’s waist and pressing the boy up against the door closing it in the process. Johnny quickly reached for the lock, twisting the nub securely before placing his hand back on Peter’s waist. His body was pressed gently against the other’s smaller frame, head looking down to make eye contact with the younger male. “Didn’t I ask you to watch my food downstairs?” He asked, a smirk still on his lips. Of course, he didn’t really care about that. It was just a small little joke for his own entertainment, but at the cost of the poor boy. Peter must’ve been getting confused. “Well, I guess it’s too late now. I guess I’ll take this meal over the burger downstairs any day.” Of course he was flirting. It was the exciting part of it all. The ritual of it made Johnny feel all the more like a predator, ready to pounce.

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boysofcanon·:

To say Peter had been distracted for the entirety of the day might have been the biggest understatement of the entire decade. He’d spent a couple of weeks going back and forth whether or not he’d visit the club ‘Limitless.’ Torn between his nerves and anxiety against his curiosity and desires that had otherwise gone unexplored. But of all things that could of happened while attending that club finally, running into Mister Young there had to be on the very bottom of the list. The man had been his neighbor ever since they’d moved here a few years ago and truth be told the teenage had always had a crush on the man from afar but never did anything about it. After all the man was pretty much the definition of move star handsome and Peter knew better to think that a guy like that would have any interest in a dork like him. At least that’s what he thought before the club.

He seemed to come out of nowhere, a hand on Peter’s shoulder and smiling at the boy with a knowing look in his eyes and wearing more leather than he would have ever thought the man could own. It had all happened so fast, one moment he felt the large hand of Mister Young cupping his face and promising him things that seemed like a dream…the next thing he knew, he was bound and blindfolded and being taken apart piece by piece in ways Peter Parker thought only existed in porn and his deepest fantasies. It had been overwhelming, life changing and Peter had never wanted it to end in those moments as the young man truly welt what it was like to be a Submissive.

But the day or so after and Peter was currently gripping his paper plate tightly, trying not to freak out externally as much as he was internally. He couldn’t believe this had happened, what did this mean now? Was it just some hit and run thing, what if his parents found out? Would he even show up today after what had happened? That last question was quickly answered when he felt a very familiar voice behind him, causing him to jump and stumble back before spinning around on his heels. “M-Mister Young” Peter stammered out, voice trembling and face instantly going pink as that familiar, handsome face and piercing blue eyes came into view. Just seeing him had him flushed, heart racing and feeling weak in the knees. “I, uh…thank you. They’re, um, around if you want to talk to them” He managed to get out, shifting on his feet and feeling the redness in his cheeks only growing at the others…not so subtle remark. “Did um, did you….need something or…want to talk about something?” He managed to let out eventually, daring to meet the man’s gaze with flustered hesitation. He wasn’t sure if the older man wanted something or was just here to tease.

          Johnny had always been a frequent visitor at Limitless. With the high energy of being a real estate agent, the high strung clients, as well as the fake happy go lucky persona he had to put on, he needed an opposite outlet. While a BDSM club was non-conventional, it worked for Johnny. It combined the two things he enjoyed the most in the world, fucked up fantasies and sex. He didn’t think he would have been an avid visitor, but the first hit was like a drug that he couldn’t exactly quit. He could tell himself all he wanted that he was in control, that he was going because he wanted to go--and for all intents and purposes, Johnny was in control. He had plenty of willing subs at his feet--literally--and they all begged for a night with him. But really, who was in control when Johnny stepped into Limitless? Himself or the burning desire that demanded to be scratched.

          It really was an even more dangerous game with Peter involved. The kid wasn’t just a random slut for Johnny to fuck, use, and toss aside. He was his neighbors son. A kid who he’s even watch grow up, graduate, and whatever other cliche milestones there were in his lifetime. Maybe this was the answer to his growing addiction. Peter meant real consequences, a reality he’s never really had to face within the walls of Limitless. That was the entire appeal of the club, after all. Johnny wasn’t exactly sure if he should be pissed at Peter or be thankful for him.

          “No no. I already talked to your parents.” He assured, taking a sip of his beer to allow the burger to go down easier. “Shame I don’t get to talk to them like I used to. Really miss em.” It was true. When Peter was younger, Johnny wasn’t as much of a workaholic. However, with a booming career in real estate and a growing clientele, his hours restricted more and more of his free time. Johnny was at peace with it though. It meant more money for him and it wasn’t like he had a boyfriend to think about anyways. He might as well do something productive with his free time. “Well, I guess that’s up to you.” He shrugged his shoulders. “Tell you what, I have to go to the restroom. I kinda need to take a piss. Mind watching my food for me while I’m gone?” He asked, setting down his plate and beer. “Restrooms upstairs, right?” He asked as he moved past Peter, placing a firm hand on the boy’s shoulder as he did so. Of course, he knew there was a restroom at the hallway near them, but the restroom upstair was more private. Hopefully, Peter got the hint.

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          Johnny always did enjoy this part of the suburban life; the block parties, the barbecues, the neighborly hospitality, hell even the politics of it all. It was a thrill, and even more so when the party he was attending was hosted by the father of the boy he’d fucked into a pulp at a BDSM club he frequented often. First things first, meet with the host of the party. 

          “Hey hey hey!” Johnny greeted, taking hands with the other male and beautiful wife. “Richard, Mary, it’s good to see you. Shame we’re neighbors and never get to talk; but good turnout on the barbecue it looks like.” He smiled, taking a glance at everyone around him. Charismatic as the job required him to be. “Sign me up for a burger and a beer, Dick.” He chuckled, graciously taking a paper plate along with a freshly cooked burger straight from the grill. “I’ll be around. I’ll go ahead and co-mingle with the cohorts. Great party.” He winked and pointed towards the older male as he parted, finishing his requirement for the evening.

          Next was finding company and Johnny knew exactly who to go to. “Peter.” He greeted from behind, taking a bite from his burger. “Nice party your parents are throwing.” He mentioned, purposely ignoring the topic of what they’ve been doing behind his father’s back. Probably best it stayed that way out in the open. “Great buns.” Johnny mentioned, though it was clear he wasn’t talking about the food.

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thedevilstole-yourbxys·:

“Oh, I definitely can, but this was round number 3 in a row… Give me just a minute to take a breath.” Chad laughed softly, pulling Nikolas into a tender but passionate kiss. “But I guess I deserved that jab, huh?” He smirked, straddling the older man’s waist.

          “What can I say? I’m a little insatiable.” He smiled. Well, maybe that was easy to say when he wasn’t the one having to do all the hip work. “If you’re too tired, we can just save it for a next time I guess. There’s plenty more time tomorrow.”

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dangerousbeasts·:

“You cum pretty easy. I hit the prostate a lot.” Jace grinned as he looked at the other man. “I know you did. I am ready for it now.” 

          “That you did.” Viktor hummed with a smile. “Well, if you’re so ready for it why don’t you take it?”

[sugardxddies]

thedevilstole-yourbxys·:

Chad smirked as he looked at Nikolas, panting gently. “You were fucking amazing. I’m still really fucking impressed I got you to cum, too.” He murmured, leaning in to press a breathless kiss to the older man’s lips. “Give me a few minutes and I think I’ll be good. Well… Maybe 10 minutes.”

          “Can’t keep up with an older man, huh?” Nikolas teased. “I thought you youngin’s were supposed to be really good at bouncing back right after sex.” Of course, he wasn’t ignorant to the fact of his age; but to be frank he didn’t care much about it either. It wasn’t a sensitive subject by any means and he liked to poke fun at it from time to time.