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Watch this on repeat, until you fall asleep
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Iâve always seen myself as a hero. A savior.
The man in front of me now used to be a top litigator at the biggest firm in the city. Cold eyes, razor-sharp mind, zero heart. The kind of guy whoâd gut you in a deposition and bill you for the pleasure. Not his fault. They made him that way. Society, ambition, expectation. Layer after layer of tight skin over his true self.
I peeled all that away.
Now heâs here on the worn leather couch, barefoot, belly full of cheap beer. Cigarette smoke hangs thick in the air. Heâs got a three-day beard and a lazy grin that doesnât calculate anything. His hand rests on the thigh of another man. They pass a bottle back and forth. When they laugh, itâs deep and real and stupid. Pure.
He doesnât remember mergers. He doesnât remember billable hours. All he knows now is the taste of smoke, the burn of whiskey, the heavy warmth of another manâs body against his. The simple things. The best things.
I crouch down next to him. He looks at me with those once-sharp eyes now soft and foggy like morning after rain.
âYou happy?â I ask.
He blinks slow. Then he grins and grabs my face with both hands and kisses me hard. Beer breath, tobacco tongue, stubble scraping my chin. When he pulls back he says, âNever been happier in my fucking life, boss.â
Thatâs what I do. I find the cold ones, the hard ones, the men society sharpened into knives. And I dull them with pleasure. I break them open with the basics. Smoke. Drink. Fuck. Brotherhood without rules. Masculinity without masks. Joy without shame.
He reached you in the gym saying you got nice legs and butt. It wasn't much till you were on his house with him licking your ass and hole himself. His beard tickles.
Teasing himbo
He loves to annoy you all the fucking time. Home, in public, in the gym, when you're working, he gets horny about it and knows you get horny too. It will always end up with you fucking him anyway.
Himbo roommate
You though you reached hell on earth when you discovered you were going to share a room with this massive himbo jock. Turns out it's kinda of a paradise. He fucks you ( and loves to get fucked too ) all the time, gives you protein meals, takes you to workout, cuddles with you, watches anime with you, all that while calling you "fag bro", tho you swear you heard him calling you babe when almost sleep and cuddling.