#realbcys

[davidkarofskyindie]

realbcys (Fabian/Kyle)

@realbcys continued from (x)

“Ha ha, very funny, Kyle…” Fabian said with a sigh, sticking his head back into his closet, hoping he would find something his friend had forgotten. Seeing nothing, he frowned… Until he perked up and zipped to his dirty clothes hamper! “I bet you forgot…” he opened it up and looked inside, and it was completely empty! Not just the shirts, but all of his dirty clothes were missing. “…damn, I thought I got you…” Fabian turned, raising and dropping his hands in defeat. “Okay you got me,” he said, watching Kyle spread his legs in his chair and get comfy. “I could maybe Doordash shirtless, as long as nobody complains. Technically that can get me suspended…” Fabian reached for his phone, picking it up and debating if he still wanted to sign in and work with Kyle hiding his clothing from him. “…or I can steal some of your clothes,” he threatened.

Kyle was just constantly giggling now, enjoying Fabian’s desperate attempts to find a shirt. He had to try really hard not to just stare too much, this was easily the most of Fabian’s body he’d ever seen and it was a sight that he was absolutely going to enjoy as long as he possibly could.

“I mean, depending on who you deliver to that might get you a very big tip… and also some extra money” he teased, a cheeky grin just plastered on his face as he watched his friend going for his phone, trying to figure out just what he could get away with. He laughed even harder at his suggestion, “Oh sure, you could try… dude, I might be fit but I’m freaking thinner than you, one of my shirts would barely get past those big old muscle tits of yours” he gestured to the aforementioned pecs with a casual wave of his hand. 

Thinking just how to make things a little more tense, mostly just to amuse himself, Kyle stood up and just pulled his own shirt off showing off his smaller but still firm body and held out the tight shirt he’d had on “If you want to try go on, it’ll probably be a crop top which might actually be worse… for the job, for me it’ll be very fun to see. Honestly all of this is just fun for me, normally have to go to a club with a fistful of singles to get a show like this”

[mythicalmen]

for @realbcys continued from here

Some sights were worth a thousand words...and this was one of them indeed. The sight of Fabian bound to the chair, in the middle of his kitchen looking like a work of art or expensive ornament. The sound of his voice cutting off as the rope pressed against his throat was better than any music in this moment. Stepping away from the chair and moving around to face him so Fabian had to look at the man who had put him in this position, who had stolen his very breath.

To think this young man had been his neighbour for so long, that he'd spent time with his father and was friendly with the man yet currently had his son locked up in his house looking like this. Perhaps he should feel guilt at that knowledge but in some wicked way it only made it all the more addicting to witness. He just watched calmly, composed seemingly except for the dark lust in his eyes as Fabian struggled helplessly, looking powerless and so beautiful and like he was completely Ethan's in this moment. And in this moment, he truly was.

Slowly taking a step forward when Fabian finally freed his throat from its prison, taking in the sight of that chest heaving and muscles tightening and that bulge clear as day inside his boxers. Hand slowly trailing up the other's chest and slowly resting against his throat, not squeezing - just resting. Eyes locked before he calmly asked - "How do you feel, hm? Tell me."

[galaxymuses]

@realbcys from here

was that ... hadestown?

it was a ridiculous thought to think in this situation, but daniel finds himself fucking proud of himself for getting that. if he's right, that is. daniel had personally gotten himself attached to epic: the musical, and sure, he had looked into hadestown. musical about greek myths? right up his alley. but he had never listened to it, not really. so two thoughts occur to him at once, then. the first? is that he really needs to see that show. and the second? it's a theatre student.

probably, at least. he swallows, thickly, as he listens to michael's movements. his anxiety is hightened at the footsteps, and when the song cuts off. fuck. fuck, fuck. he'd been noticed, and he was beginning to severely regret the fact that he kept the door unlocked. but then, that was the challenge. and he was too horny to really care about the real world consequences right now. because this situation, despite how panicky it made him feel, it was making him feel so exposed. so humiliated. and it somehow, despite everything, made him harder. a shaky breath escapes from him when his name carries through the stranger's mouth, and he recognises the voice. michael. he had liked michael, when he had worked together on those group projects. but never felt confident enough to approach.

how fucking ironic now.

he hadn't considered how to answer to his own name. that part hadn't been in the challenge. so there's a deafening silence that follows. does he say hi? does he ask him to finish his song? does he acknowledge that he knows who michael is? does he apologise and shamefully gather his clothes from the bag that lay next to the toilet? he has no idea. cheeks stained red, he chooses to inhale, deeply, calming his nerves somewhat. " .. yes?" goddammit, just say it. see how it goes. "-sir?"

[xringwork]

frankie esper steps in the ring against royal freeman (@realbcys)

If Frankie was able to make it in the federation, then just about anybody could make it in the federation. The man had a passing knowledge of the sport but once he put the work in, it was all uphill from there. He wasn't winning every single match, but he was winning far more than he was losing. He loved what he did now and he couldn't believe that this was the path that his life had taken. So it was only natural that he want to 'pay it forward' to somebody else.

He was out in the ring and hyping up the crowd. He remembered what it was that night and wanted to recreate that feeling.

"It's about that time of the night, folks! Which one of you feels like you've got luck on your side?!" He asks as he exits the ring and starts walking around, scanning and examining the crowd.

[modcrnspirits]

@realbcys / continuing this thread.

He could see the tension slowly fading as they were kneeling side by side. It was playful banther, they were just two young studs discovering new things. Except, while Michael was looking things on Google, Flash was taking them by experience. Not that he would admit to it now. As far as his lies went, he was straight and just as new to this as Michael.

Still, his friend sat down on the couch and Flash was kneeling between his legs. He looked at that cock. It was not the first he had seen, nor the biggest by any accounts. Still, it didn't matter so much for him. Flash loved playing with other guys's cocks, but he considered himself more of a top. He sucked cock because he knew it felt damn good, but overall, he liked being serviced. Still, he felt it was his duty to show Michael how good gay sex was. Not by googling it.

"Well, yeah, but I like what I see." He said as he grabbed that cock, slowly pulling the skin down a bit, revealing the tip on it. That tiny piss slit looked delicious already. He moved closer until he was pressing it under his nose. He breathed in deep. The scent of cock hit him. Michael was the clean type, thank goodness, but that tiny bit of musk remained and getting it so close was divine. It mixed with a bit of sweat from their warm day packing their stuff inside. But even that sweat was just something to add to it. He opened his eyes and caught Michael looking. He smiled.

"What?" He said before he put his mouth around the head, tongue softly swirling around it. He did not push on the skin, instead, he worked around it, letting his tongue sooth as he pulled a bit more, than a bit more. And just like that, he let go of his attention to the head and let more inches dive into him. Half of the size was gone before he bobbed back and then moved in again. Took him another two attempts before he had the whole thing buried in his throat.

If Michael asked, Flash would just say he had seem it online. In porn. He wondered if he should ever tell him he was experienced. He was a bit afraid his friend would be too shocked or think he was just gay and send him packing. But the truth was, Flash was gay. He liked guys. He loved cock and he adored a tiny man ass he could eat out and then fuck. He was thinking about it when he pulled back, chest moving as he caught his breath. "See?" he licked his lips and smiled up to the other. "Do you want me to do it again?"

[asterxles]

@realbcys liked for a starter from Lyrion

"It's heavier than I expected, Jules. Tighter too." Lyrion watched with interest as his lover secured the cage around his manhood. He reached to fiddle with it, marveling at the way it tugged at his balls; an unusual, albeit not uncomfortable, sensation. "Must've been expensive." He sat upright, legs spread so Jules could admire him. "What happens with the key? Do I keep hold of it or do you?"

[downthecove]

@realbcys asked: situational gif meme #12 (M/M): Fabian Tamos (Michael Cimino) + Jean Paul Henderson (Lucien Laviscount) & Easton Clark (Alex Fitzalan), or ANY of your muses you feel fit better

MEME: 𝚂𝙸𝚃𝚄𝙰𝚃𝙸𝙾𝙽𝙰𝙻 𝙶𝙸𝙵 𝙿𝚁𝙾𝙼𝙿𝚃𝚂 STATUS: accepting

The three of them had been out and about together for days now, Easton taking them along to campaigns of his father and JP taking them to his photoshoot. They had a long ride ahead of them, 5 hours to be exact, and about halfway through Jean Paul was starting to get restless. He ran his hands all over Fabian's body until he finally got what he wanted, his shaft out for the other to blow. Easton continued to look at them through the mirror every now and then or turning his head, but things got too steamy. Most of their clothes were gone, Fabian was put on his knees, and JP was behind him. "Bet this wasn't on your roadtrip bingo card this morning." The model quipped as he thrusted his hips slowly into Fabian, jamming his shaft into the man's hole. He moved his left hand up, rubbing his nipple softly.

Being in the front seat was actually rare for him. Now he realized that he should've just gotten his driver to drive them so he could join in on the fun. For the most part his eyes were on the road, always a careful driver, but he did slow down whenever they were in the clear to look back at the two of them. Easton managed to fish out his hardened member from his pants too, idly stroking himself every now and then. "Fuck." He ran over one of the bumps to see JP thrust harder into Fabian, smiling softly at the result. "You're lucky I have to focus on the road, I wouldn't be going so soft on you."

[archivedish]

@realbcys / replying to this in a new thread for organisational purposes!

ten snorted, oddly enamoured with royal's energetic demeanour. he was so far from tennessee's usual type -- whatever that meant, anyway, to a man who spent his life avoiding people as much as possible. "you're real fucking cute, you know that?" he said it like an accusation, mimicking royal's movements to tug his t-shirt off and toe off his shoes. his jeans were next, leaving him bare to the humid air, given he'd foregone underwear that morning. "there are easier ways to get me naked, you know. ones that involve air conditioning."