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I'm drunk and bored and so dam horny

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#god I just want to suck a cute guys dick

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(via irateprimate-deactivated2018121)

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Just some smoochin’…

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Venom by Blackmonster

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#gods above i iust woke up from a dream bbecause a thought occurred to me anout how much i enjoy #miss #and wish to #eat ass and suck dick #gods its been too long

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Amazing-Spider-Man-Annual-Symbiote-cover by daves2012

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#nice legs

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Mmmm that first whiff. Always a pleasure

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Gary and Pit Read: Part2 | Part3 | Part4 | Part5 | Part6 I started another “small” project and I wanted to become faster, so I drew the faces more simple. I hope you like the story so far and are excited what’s about to happen! Cause I am! Yea! And I don’t even know how this will continue myself haha. But probably porn :’D if you want to support me, you can become my patron on patreon.com/jasdavi also thank you for every like and reblog and follow and stuff, u know. i appreciate it <3

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The Forest Slime

Life in the Outlands wasn’t easy, but it was something everyone had to adjust to. It’s what led Tony to his job as a gatherer for the local Shaman. The Forests of the Outlands were dangerous, but the Shaman needed herbs for his salves and potions, and he was willing to pay for them.

Tony had gotten good at avoiding the monsters over the years. Werewolves were fast and strong, but pretty stupid. If you got noticed by them, you just had to leave a piece of clothing somewhere and find water, that way the scent would lead them away and you would be able to make your way back to the village. Minotaurs were even stronger than werewolves, but slow, and clumsy. Tony just had to duck through some of the thick bracken until the Minotaur got caught up and tangled.

Unfortunately, Tony had no plans of escape for what he just encountered. He’d never seen a creature like this, it was huge. It appeared to be a hulking mass of slime, green in colour. It moved slowly through the trees, leaving a trail of wet goo like a slug. The Shaman had taught him everything he knew about the creatures of the Outlands, but he had never heard of anything like this.

The creature either didn’t see him hiding in the bushes, or doesn’t care. There are creatures that aren’t outwardly hostile to humans. Although, Tony did cast a thought as to how it fed itself. He didn’t want to be the monster’s next meal.

He slowly backed away from the bushes, deciding that he had gathered enough Lust Leaf to take back to the shaman, when he tripped backwards over a root and feel onto some low-hanging branches. The thin wood snapped instantly, creating a loud noise which echoed through the still forest.

Tony didn’t breathe for a moment. If the Slime didn’t hear him, some other creature would have, he needed to go. Quick.

He got up to leave, but suddenly several tendrils of slime rocketed through the bush he was hiding in, wrapping around his ankles and wrists. He struggled as the tendrils of goo hardened around his limbs and began pulling him towards the mass of slime. Oh Gods, this is how he dies, eaten by some monster!

He held his breath as the he was slowly engulfed by the creature. He didn’t know how long he could hold it before he would suffocate. Strangely, the creature didn’t engulf his whole body, leaving his head poking out the side. Wait… is it going to eat him alive!

Tony only panicked more when he realise that his clothes were slowly dissolving – his shirt tearing down into fibres, leaving his hairy stomach exposed. His jeans were breaking down as well, slower than his thin shirt, but Tony could see his legs become bare, and his cock free itself from his underwear.

Well, he was now completely naked inside a dangerous monster. Fantastic. He could make an educated guess at what the monster wanted from him now.

Sure enough, he felt the slime slowly squeeze his cock, working it from soft to hard in a matter of seconds. God dammit. This monster wants his cum and he’s so eager to give it to him already. The creature slowly pried his legs open and lifted them up until they were also sticking out of the slime, his feet just above his face. The slime hadn’t managed to melt through his shoes. The only part of his outfit still intact.

His tight pucker was now completely exposed to the gelatinous monster, and it clearly was planning on using it.

Tony gasped as the slime slowly began to penetrate him, first a tiny tendril, barely the size of a finger, which then moved to something which felt like it was the size of a minotaur cock. Regardless, he could feel the slime moving inside of him, obviously trying to find his prostate.

It wasn’t long before it pressed against the gland and Tony thrashed against the Slime. The Slime wasted no time forming a hard ball with the slime inside Tony and pressing against his boy-button, rubbing up and down as Tony screamed with agonised delight. A few jets of watery jizz forced their way out of his cock, which was quickly digested by the monster, dissolving right before Tony’s eyes.

The creature then turned its attention towards Tony’s neglected prick, floating hard inside of the slime. It began swirling around the head of the cock, overstimulating Tony, whose eyes rolled into the back of his head as the creature resumed its torture of his prostate.

The second load that it forced out of Tony was substantially creamier. And louder. Tony was screaming at this point, all but abandoning any attempt at remaining quiet. He had even attracted an audience, with a lone Omega werewolf standing nearby.

The Werewolf looked at Tony’s mouth, open in ecstasy. Evidently seeing this as an opportunity for a quick face-fuck while the human was occupied. It approached the captured boy, who was only barely aware of its existence as the Slime milked his cock repeatedly. He pressed the tip of his canine cock against the boy’s mouth, the salty dog-pre coating his tongue.

And then the wolf was quickly tugged away by the Slime, being taken into the slime along with the boy. Tony watched detached as the wolf helped, his body manipulated into the same position as Tony. He watched as the slime invaded the Werewolf’s hole, and milk his hard, canine cock.

Tony laid his head back as he felt another orgasm well up inside him. So, the creature was using him as a meal and as bait. Well… that’s just wonderful.

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“Hey bro I got something” I walk into Brandon’s room with my silver high top Osiris on. “What is it dude?” Brandon says while looking at his phone still. “Just look at me and you’ll see” I take off one of my shoes. “woah dude nice shoes…but why do you have one off?” He says a little confused. “It’s for this” I jump on him and shove it into his face and tie the laces so it stays on. “mmmph!” He tries to yell but the shoe muffles it and I hold down his arms “Hope you like 3 days of constantly wearing them sockless” I smile evily and wait for him to breathe in and smell my musk “Yeah Brandon smell that manly musk” I feel his arms start to relax so I let go of them and see he is reaching for my other shoe “Oh you want more? Then get on the floor so I can sit and watch you worship my big size 13 shoes” I watch him get on the floor and start to jack himself off as he smells my shoes “Hehe you’re all mine now shoe slave” I smile just watching Brandon turn into Jack my little shoe sniffer slave.

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Twist

Darren stared across the room. Yesterday, he noticed Steve ordering around Neil and Lee. They were doing exactly what he was saying without question. He approached Steve and asked him straight out. 

“I hypnotized them and now they do whatever I say” Steve smiled.

Darren looked at the other guys. They guys were present but didn’t seem to be all there. Could he actually be telling the truth? Could Steve really have been able to do that?

Steve was no longer on the soccer team but Darren remembered when they were younger and went abroad for a match. Darren and Steve shared a room and it was then that Darren realised he wasn’t only interested in girls. Steve had taken a shower and came into the room in just a towel, which caused something inside Darren to stir.

That night, Darren waited for Steve to fall asleep first. He remembers lying in bed and ‘accidentally’ touching off him. He had his headphones with music playing, which he placed over Steve’s ears. He saw the use of subliminal messaging in movies and wanted to see if this would make Steve sing the song the next day. It didn’t work - Steve woke up and looked at Darren with ‘what the hell are you doing?’ eyes.

Since then, Darren looked into subliminal messaging and hypnosis a few times. Maybe he could try it out again.

“I believe you. Do you know I’ve read a bit about hypnosis too. I bet I could hypnotise you…” Darren said, testing the water.

Steve was still smiling but it was obvious from his face that he was thinking.

“Yeah okay. Go ahead” he finally said.

Darren couldn’t believe it. He was going to hypnotise Steve. It made his dick tingle slightly. His heart was beating quickly at the thought that have him doing whatever he wanted. He would have Steve and his subjects under his control.

“Okay, let me just grab something to do it with”

Darren went to his school bag. He had a chain inside it with some dog tags. They weren’t real, just for show, but they would do for this. He raised them in front of Steve’s eyes.

“I’m going to swing these dog tags and you’re going to have to follow them”

“Yeah okay, no problem”

Darren began to slowly swing the dog tags. He was making sure to start off slowly. He concentrated on making the movement slow and steady. Steve’s eyes followed and then stopped, followed and then stopped. He wasn’t doing it correctly.

“You have to follow it with your eyes…” Darren encouraged.

“Follow it with eyes” Steve repeated. 

Darren wasn’t sure if he was repeating on purpose or not. Maybe he was going into a trance… and his words were hitting home. He focused on making the movements of the dog tags slow and steady.

“Yes… focus on the dog tags” Darren continued.

“The dog tags have focus on them…” Steve said.

What was that? He must be getting mixed up. This must be putting him under!

“That’s it… you can’t take your eyes off them…”

“Eyes are glued to the dog tags” Steve added.

Wait… what? Darren hadn’t mentioned anything about glue. Maybe subjects start creating images to put themselves into a trance. He must already be hooked on the swinging, Darren couldn’t even help himself from following. He must have been doing a good job.

“Your -”

“eyes can’t look away from the dog tags” Steve interjected.

Darren was caught off guard but continued swinging the dogs. He should continue the induction. 

“You’re -”

“enjoying looking at the dog tags… you like following them… you like how relaxed you’re beginning to feel.”

Darren was beginning to relax. He didn’t realise how tense he’d been. He’s sure he’ll be a good hypnotist in this relaxed state. He continued.

“You’re -”

“beginning to feel tired… you still can’t take your eyes off the dog tags… you’re now enjoying the sound of my voice… you want to listen to me… and keep swinging the dog tags…”

Darren kept swinging the dog tags. Is this how you hypnotise someone? You start by talking and then you start listening?

“As you continue looking at the dog tags, your mind feels foggy… everything is out of focus except the dog tags… and my voice…”

True… the only clear thing in front of him were the dog tags… swinging back and forth… and Steve’s voice… so clear… 

“Keep swinging those tags… following them… and listening to my voice… it feels so good…”

Darren felt good. He was concentrated on the chain swinging left to right… left to right…

“That’s it, Darren…. you’re feeling so relaxed, so happy to follow it back and forth…”

Back and forth… back and forth… it is so easy to follow…

“Now Darren, you realise that you’re beginning to feel even more relaxed… and sleepy…”

A wave a relaxation swept over Darren… he felt like yawning too. But maybe later… the dog tags were still moving back and forth…

“Let me just take that off you…”

Darren felt Steve’s hand touch his and his grip on the chain loosened. In that moment, the fog rolled back a bit. Was this supposed to be happening? No! Darren shook his head, trying to clear it.

“Just relax…” Steve continue as he started to swing the dog tags again.

Darren’s eyes immediately followed them… the relaxation returned… what was he thinking?

“Don’t think… just relax and let that sleepiness take over…”

Oh… he wasn’t meant to think… he was so tired now anyway… his eyes kept drooping… but he didn’t want to look away from the dog tags…

“That’s it… just let your mind go blank… free… and let my words take over…”

The dog tags…. Steve’s voice…. Steve’s words….

“You are hypnotised, Darren… you’re hypnotised and you love it… you don’t want to be in control… you want to be under my control…”

Hypnotised… under control… Steve’s words… Steve’s voice… dog tags…

“You want to obey… it makes you happy to obey… answer me…”

“…yes” Darren replied. His lips parted without him having any control over it… it is good… he doesn’t want control.

“When I snap my fingers… you will close your eyes and fall into a deep trance… completely under my control”

Deep trance… completely under *Snap*. It was dark… Darren could hear a voice but could make sense of it. He felt a hand on his shoulder… then on his torso… then he felt more relaxed. He felt the hand opening his shirt and rubbing along his body and around to his back. He heard the voice again… and breath on his ear… someone whispering… he suddenly felt aroused… it’s what the voice wants… the voice is his master… it just told him… Steve is his master… the owner of the voice… the owner of Darren.

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Steve looked at his new subject. He hadn’t known Darren was learning to hypnotise. It’s a good thing that he had been practicing so that he could turn it around on him. He continued caressing Darren’s body in his open shirt.

“Good slave… you’re mine and you’ll do whatever I tell you without question…”

“I’m yours and I’ll do whatever you tell me… without question” Darren repeated obediently.

Steve smiled and looked around at the other guys he had under his control. These guys had been fun and good practice… but he still had to get Brendan.

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Name’s Andrew. Follow me.

He said, as we both got off from the subway. I nodded, and walked right behind him. I don’t know if I was too embarrassed to talk or something else prevented me from speaking, but I stayed silent and I focused on his shorts as he walked before me on the steps. I cared nothing, and I stopped searching for facts. Why is this happening to me? Why do I start to fantasise about him each time I take a whiff of his musk. These questions seemed to be so distant.

We have arrived to his flat. When we entered the elevator the small area was filled with his scent instantly. I got really horny, and I couldn’t hide my bulge in my pants. He just smirked, it seems he was aware of his effect on me very well, but to be honest, I didn’t care. I just want to be with him, used by him in any possible way. The door closes. He told me to wait, and he dissapeared in his room. When he got back, he changed his clothes. Now he wore green nylon shorts. The shorts were worn, I could see stains around his cock. Maybe cum… Or piss… Whatever, I need to sniff it so badly. He sat down to the couch and in that moment I collapsed to my knees.

I was kneeling before him and it felt so natural. I focused on his beautiful crotch. The silky fabric made his bulge bigger, more powerful, and more mesmerising. I was fascinated by its size and how the lights glittered on it. It took me to another level. And he started to bump his thighs again. Moving in and out. Closing a bit, then opening up. The lights on his bulge went wild as his cock bumped in the shiny shorts. The air went in and out, blowing his musky scent directly to my face. After the first sniff my eyes went bank and I started to drool. Nothing existed in that moment only him, and his bulge behind his green shiny shorts. The movement of the musky air, and the lights created a spiral that pulled me into his crotch, taking me deeper and deeper under his control. I lost myself in the spiral of musk and lights. All my needs and desires dissapeared, I only existed for him.

“Come closer, and worship. ” he said pulled my head into his crotch. His shorts covered my face. I could feel the sweet mixture of cum, piss and sweat. My dick erupted as my lips touched his hard cock behind the soft green shorts. I kept kissing him, and sniffing his crotch. My body was shaking from the joy. Finally I can worship him. I belong to him. I am his property. I am his slave. Andrew moaned as I started to suck his dick through his shorts. My lips slipped so easily on the silky shorts. He was close to cum. I was dying to taste it. I am ready to show him my obedience by licking and sucking his cum out of his shorts. Here he comes…

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