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[mccallofthewild]

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A mashup of this and this.

Boyd smirked down at Kolby, licking his lips as he admired the mess of creamy white pooling all over Kolby's toned body. It was a masterpiece. One fitting the bully that turned out to be a little shit once it came down to a proper man-to-man show-down. It almost always did for the loud-mouthed idiots like him. A muscular arm reached over Kolby's body, ruffling his hair and smearing a mess of cum through it. If Kolby had hoped he might be able to get himself clean before anyone else caught sight of him, he would have to think again. Every supernatural creature in town was sure to know that Kolby had been used like a slut and claimed by a real wolf. And there was still plenty of time for even humans to see the debauched wannabe of a wolf before he could wash the obvious shame off of his body.

"Get used to it. Next time all of that is going to be inside of you." He scoffed, his other hand come down to milk the last drops out of his thick cock, flicking those drops down to join the rest of the mess that practically covered Kolby head-to-toe.

"Now you can have your wish. I won't tell anyone what you are." He grunted with a satisfied smirk. Everyone that mattered would already know long before word-of-mouth got around or he blasted everyone with messages. Speaking of… The dark-skinned werewolf pulled out his phone and snapped a picture of the other male in his wrecked state.

[mythicalmen]

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So this was definitely not how he expected things to go, the thief had been stealing from Gage from some time and had always gotten away with it, his indentity kept a secret and slipping through the mafia boss's fingers or that of his goons. But not this time, caught and overpowered - clothes/uniform gone and his muscular, fat ass on display as he was shoved down onto his stomach - the wind taken out of him as those big hands grabbed his head and shoved it and his air was almost caught off. Squirming, struggling which only caused his big ass to grind against the powerful, older man more.

"This is...just a setback, before you know it I'll-" He was cut off by the hard smack to his ass and pinch to his nipple, causing him to cry out as he was overpowered, objectified and humiliated in the mob boss's grasp. "Hnngh, sadly you're still an old bitch and...I'm not out for the count yet. I'll be free soon...enough..." He managed to say, but whether or not he was trying to convince Gage or himself was unclear.

[carnalxmyths]

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         Who could’ve thought that the Kryptonian muscle-god’s own virility turned out to be his greatest betrayer? It was one downside to having a big juicy cock, really. Somehow manage to free that fat fuck meat of his out into the open mid-battle and work him up a little, Superman would have no choice but to start leaking precum———and it was all the villain needed to push on with his nefarious plan. Sure, the warlock was thwarted and was forced to retreat, but not before managing to force Superman’s cock into a vessel that successfully managed to suckle out a good drop of precum. Superman managed to take it off of his cock too, but that singular drop was all he needed to complete the ritual that was now haunting the muscle-bound yet halpless hero.

It came in waves—albeit no rhyme or reason that the mighty hero was subject to the dread of it happening to him in the most inopportune of moments. It was cruel in how it began too, after all. It started as a playful taunt at him as it felt like a single finger tracing the smooth contours of his big beefy body. Along his spine. Around his large puffy areole. In between his big juicy fat ass cheeks—right at his shy little muscle pucker. It was almost as if whatever curse that clung onto Clark was taking perverse glee in, not only seeing him get spooked, but especially with how it was making his body swell and jiggle every time he gets startled by it… or with how he tries to struggle against the sensations that he couldn’t just explain. And it only got worse from there. Night after night—even in the days where he worked… and all the time that he is in patrol as the mighty Man of Steel—it felt like gropes. Squeezes. Kneads. Plucks. It was pushing Clark into this cruel torture of working him up. Keeping him on edge. Keeping him helplessly hard and embarrassingly horny as the episodes would surely make sure something was being done to his erogenous zones. How Clark tried to deal with it—whether he tries to endure or give in—was just as part of the game.

This night wasn’t different. Well, not yet. Earlier in the day, the fingers played with Clark Kent’s large nipples underneath his crisp work clothes in yet another bout of a mean torture. But beyond that, there was nothing. It was probably the reason why he was right there in that scene; Superman in a rooftop late at night———and a robber that is clearly pissed yet scared.

“—fucking come on…” Cliff hissed to himself; his arm curling tighter around a bag that he held firmer against his chest as he eyed the big beefy hero that was now before him. In some other day, Cliff would have admired him… all hot and handsome, really. But between the two of them, he is fucking human. He clearly has no fucking match and he sure as hell wouldn’t want to go to jail.

         “———don’t have a bigger fish to fry, Superchump?”

[accidentallymagic]

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“Shit.” Percy rolled on the mat mere seconds before Jacob’s ass crashed onto the mat, landing mere inches from where his head would’ve been. “Those shiny pants aren’t fair, bro. I can see my snakes in their reflection!” He whimpered as he scrambled to wrap his legs around Jacob’s torso and squeezed it. “Now what’cha gonna do?”

[mccallofthewild]

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Ennis had to admire his own handiwork. After he'd subdued Koji, the victor had decided to try a little shibari and he had to admit that he'd done a beautiful job of enhancing Koji's already impressive pecs. The ropes framed them and made them bulge so they looked even bigger than they were., almost like a real pair of tits. The white wax that was already hardening on Koji's pale skin kept his imagination running wild as the other male's chest was coated in creamy whiteness. He pulled the candle back on hearing Koji whimpering his name, a smirk curling his lips as he gripped the other man's chin and made him look up him.

"Yeah? Talk to me. Use those pretty lips and tell me what you need." Ennis cooed, his thumb sliding over Koji's bottom lip.

[carnalxmyths]

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         There he is. It’s the reason why Eren didn’t have any qualms on keeping his spies close and generously rewarded; his men always deliver—then again, it could also be because they all want the same thing and hungered for the same perversion. That while the king had tapped onto his own mettle and skills to keep quiet as he stalked through the greenery that secluded the spot where Orion was expected to spend time in, to finally have a glimpse of what was once just a mere image in a scrying crystal was more than enough for his heart to thump through his ears in the growing thrill that had began to gnaw at him. It was almost a beast that he needed to wrestle, one that took it strength from the mere desire that the queen offered as Eren could clearly, and closely, see the buxom bounty that he knew that was meant for him. Right there. All wet. The waters have done great work into sculpting his curvy beefy body into something more sinful though belied by the busying clueless of the queen that only made Eren harder in his trousers. The bag of pills in his pocket even seemed to get heavy, as if it too was rooted in place by the sheer virtue of that growing anticipation. 

Still, Eren kept to his wait—he truly wanted to see the proud queen in his most unguarded state, to savor the things that he could witness from having such a ripe muscle bitch enjoy the moment he thought was private.

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         In a business without much rules, it always pays to have friends in higher places—even if the proverbial high place is the kind that mostly exist in the shady underbelly of society even if there’s some kind of a literal sense to it as they found themselves in a penthouse smack dab in the middle of the city. Funny, really. Two beefy muscle gods on top of a building, one would think they might as well be caught. But as Aden walked into the spacious living room in nothing but his tight little boxer shorts and a v-neck shirt that looked like it was poured on him, it was almost as if it was just a normal Thursday night as he watched his brawny guest squirm and sit up on the couch after a long day of taking a breather. Was it twelve? One? Close probably, Aden has been caught up in his own businesses after all to keep an eye on the man even if he had been wanting to. At least Axel can take care of himself. Big. Brawny. Beefy. He’s such a massive stud. And if someone could accuse Aden of striking up an alliance with some bounty hunter just because he’s such a hot piece of meat, Aden wouldn’t deny it.

“You good, muscle daddy?” Aden called out. The nickname was a tease, just as how his gaze was a shameless rake through that herculean brawn right before him. “Looks like you’ve been lugging around something heavy

       ———maybe a beer could fix that?”

[strikersunindie]

NSFW Smutty Gif Starter Meme 22 M/M for Eric and Johnny Cage?

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Johnny Cage was a famous movie star, and they all needed bodyguards. For whatever reason, Cage's agency decided to hire Eric as one. From one glance at the client, Cage didn't really need a guard to protect himself in a fight. Yet one night of protecting him, and Eric figured out what Cage needed a guard for. Man was flirting with everyone else and almost getting himself in trouble because of it. So the real mission? Fuck Johnny Cage to the point he was too exhausted to get into extra trouble. So cut forward to now, the leaner actor bouncing on his dick. "This really all you got? Bouncing up and down like a little bunny?" he taunted as Cage demanded he be allowed to do his own method because it would make Eric cum buckets. "You haven't even taken my entire dick yet," he said before grabbing both cheeks with his massive paws. Fingers covered the fat globes while thumbs held onto the waist. Eric's grip prevented Johnny from moving.

"Here's how to really fuck while riding," he said before thrusting his cock all the way in, pushing Cage down and holding him there so the actor couldn't budge. The walls were tightaround the tip, a sign that Cage had never been penetrated this deep before. Eric didn't give a chance for Cage to get comfortable at all though. He lifted Cage up to the tip and slammed him down again. Eric repeated this, each time going faster and faster, until it looked like Cage was simply a lifesize toy and Eric was fucking his pocket pussy. "Fuck, didn't think you were this tight. Slut like you couldn't find big dicks?" he taunted, figuring Johnny's nature might push through to respond to taunts.