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recka24 · 6 months

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#shawn mendes #calvin klein #b&w

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prince-arthur · 9 months

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Shawn Mendes then Aaron Taylor Johnson then Brandon Flynn and now Hunter Doohan. Calvin Klein is truly out here feeding the gays

#tom talks #Calvin Klein #I accept my fate as being thirsty for even generic white boy #i am sorry #shawn mendes #brandon flynn #aaron taylor johnson #hunter doohan

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k-nayee · 9 months

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Contact Names kim line + jhs

wc: 3.1k

Dreamer M.List

pt.2

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"𝐘𝐄𝐒! The new issue of Cosmopolitan~" You quickly rip off the plastic covering and hold the magazine to your chest, grinning so hard that your face begins to hurt.

Flipping over to the table of contents, you eagerly try to find the latest gossip in celebrity life.

"Hmm...now that's a damn shame," you shake your head in disappointment as you stare at the shirtless Calvin Klein photo of Shawn Mendes, "if only he got with Normani...would've been a good ass power-couple."

After a few more moments of staring at the picture, you finally break away and turn your attention to the next page.

Your eyes widen at the sight of the big bolded title across the brightly colored page.

💜WONDER HOW YOUR BAE TRULY FEELS ABOUT YOU? CHECK THEIR PHONE TO SEE YOUR CONTACT NAME💜

You let out a scoff of disbelief. "Now ain't that some bullshit right there! I don't need to know my contact name to see how he feels, I know my baby loves me."

"Babe! Can you come here right quick?"

A few moments pass before he finally stumbled into the living room as you stare at him with a smile. "What happened?"

"Oh nothing~" you flutter your eyelashes causing his eyes to narrow in suspicion, "I was just wondering if I could see your phone real quick."

The room goes quiet as he continues to observe you for a few moments. "And why would I do that?"

Your smile brightens even more at the question. Picking up the thin book, you walk over to him and reveal the page.

"I just want to know what you have for my contact name, that's all. I'll even show you mines if it'll make you feel better....so how 'bout it?"

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NAMJOON

He studies the page for a few more minutes before shrugging. "Okay, if that's what you want then I'll do it."

"Aww! Thank you Joonie, I always knew you'd understand." Giving him a quick peck on the lips, you both pulled out your phones and bring out your contacts.

"Oh, wow," you look up from his screen with a smirk as a pink tint appears on his face, "BabyGirl💦💦? And you got the squirt emojis for special effects too?"

He tries to play off his embarrassment with an eye roll. "Okay and? You acting like it's bad I call you that."

"Nah, I just find it funny that we both had the same thing in mind."

Namjoon's eyes darken at your answer. Pulling you to his chest, he forces you to look up into his face.

"____, I swear...I better not be labeled BabyBoy on there. We both know which one of us only gets to be on top when they're given permission."

You immediately shrink from the weight of his stare. Your body would've been fallen to the floor if it weren't for his hand lightly wrapping around your neck with the other around your waist. "N-no that's not what I meant! See, look."

Lifting your phone to his line of view, he finally catches sight of the name causing his eyes to widen.

"Daddy🤰🏾? You call me that on your phone? Why would you do that! What if one of your friends sees?!" He pulls away from you and covers his fully blushing face.

You look at the soft giggly male with a glare of disbelief.

"What the fuck Namjoon!"

Peeking from behind his fingers, he sees the look on your face from his meltdown and stops. "What?"

"How you gonna get me all hot and bothered and not do something?!"

He looks at his hands. "So...you want me to-"

"Yes! Give me the dick! The good good! That MagicStick! Make me see the Lord without my wig cause that's how hard you fucked me! Why do you think I call you Daddy?"

Almost as if it was a cycle, his face becomes a tomato once more. But only this time...he bolts out of the room like a squealing school girl.

The bathroom door could be heard shut with the lock sound following afterward.

"Really Kigga? Cause I said Daddy?!"

"That's only something you should say in bed though! I-it's too intimate to say so casually!"

Sometimes you have to remember how his mood could shift from dominating to a fluff ball in a millisecond, cause if you didn't you'd probably have whiplash by now.

Hanging your head in defeat, you suddenly realize it'll be a good while before his flustered state would end.

Tears filled your eyes knowing that you probably wouldn't be getting any for a good two or three days.

"Goddammit!"

Your head snaps at the sudden shrill ring of the house phone, jolting you from an about-to-be-crying session.

Wiping away any traces of evidence from your eyes, you shuffle over to the phone with a sniffle.

"H-hello?" you quickly clear your throat, attempting to maintain a laid-back tone as you repeat the greeting. "Hello."

"Hey girl I need a favor!" the rapid reply of Jin's girlfriend is the first thing you hear, urgency clear in her tone.

BANG BANG

"Aight, what is i-" You stop at the sound of banging coming from the other line causing you to frown in concern. "Is...is everything good over there? Sounds like fighting"

She responds with a forced laugh. "Girl whaaaaa? Ain't nothing but the wind-"

BANG BANG BANG

Your brows raise at loud hits. "Uh huh. And what was that?"

"Okay okay," she finally gives in to your prodding, "I'm hiding out in the bathroom from Jin."

Immediately, the worst-case scenarios flood your mind, sending a surge of panic through you.

"Is he..." With a quick glance around for any potential eavesdroppers, you lower your voice to a whisper, "...is he beating on you??"

"Girl WHAT??" You flinch at her sudden shriek of indignation. "I BET DA FUCK NOT LET A NIGGA PUT HIS HANDS ON ME!"

"...oh."

"Yeah, I'm good. But I just need you to send me Jungkook's and Yoongi's address. Is Namjoon around?"

Your lips purse as you steal a quick glance toward the still-occupied bathroom. "...nah. But call Hoseok 'nem, he's got everybody number."

"Okay thanks boo! I'll talk to you later."

BANG BAN-

The call abruptly ends just as the sound of a door being forcefully broken into reaches your ears, causing you to pull the phone away with a confused expression.

Geez, what the hell's happening over there?

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HOSEOK

He holds his hand out allowing you to replace his phone with yours.

"My Hope🌟" You look up at the male through your eyelashes, lips formed into a soft smile, "should I be worried if ARMY found out that they're no longer your hope?"

He wraps his arms around you with a chuckle. "If they understand how much I love you, then I doubt they'd be upset."

Despite hearing it over a hundred times, your heart still skips a beat.

"Oh?"

Hoseok's eyes crinkle in happiness as he caresses your face with the uttermost gentleness of touches.

"Of course. I call you my hope because I one day hope that you will become Mrs. Jung. That's if...you want?"

Leaning up to give him a swift peck on the lips, you nuzzle into his chest with a sigh of content. "Nothing would make me happier."

The room goes quiet as the two of you continue to stay in one another's arms, too comfortable to leave.

"Hey ____?"

"Hmm."

"You never did tell me what my contact name is."

"Oh yeah," pulling away from the hug, you take out your phone and hand it to him.

A few moments pass before his face scrunches up in confusion. "Jay🍫?"

You shrug at his question.

"You never notice how whenever you come to America you change into this whole 'nother person?"

"Really? I do?"

"Uh-huh, it's almost like you turn into this whole ass fuck-boy persona. I'm pretty sure you've convinced nearly all Black ARMY's that you're Afro-Latino. Hence the name Jay."

Hoseok avoids your gaze with an embarrassed smile. "I never knew. Do...do they really label me as light-skin? I thought they only did that for Namjoon."

"Oh they do, trust and believe it. But come on, you even got all of my Aunties believing you have some type of black in you when you came to the reunion with me last year."

"...was it because of me grinding on you after I ended up drinking too much of that juice your Uncle gave me?"

"Yeah," you bite your lip at the memory with a dreamy gaze before shooting him a disapproving frown, "and stop drinking stuff you don't know! Especially from my Uncle. He'll make sure you're ass out drunk before taking everything you have."

"Is that the reason why I woke up without my watch and shoes?"

You nod with a sigh. "Yup. And you better be lucky he passed out from drinking too much, or they would've been gone."

"But...but why would he do something like that?"

"He's a crackhead Hoseok. What'd you expect?"

He looks at you with a frown. "He doesn't do that to the kids...right?"

A scoff escapes you at the innocent question. "Hell yeah he does! I learned the hard way that nobody's safe. He'll especially target the kids' stuff for money if he got to."

"Damn, that's really fucked up." Hoseok shakes his head with a sigh of disappointment.

"It be like that sometimes...now remember. If it's brown and smells too much like gasoline, pour that shit out. You gotta start fending for yourself if you wanna keep on coming over to these things with me."

"I'll take heed of your warning."

"You better, cause if you don't, you'll end up butt naked by the end of the night. Playing around with my family they'll get away with your social security."

"Maybe...maybe it's best if I just don't come at all."

Your solemn nodding of agreement is interrupted when Hoseok's phone suddenly rings.

His brows furrowed as he glanced at the caller ID, a perplexed expression taking over his features.

You couldn't help but notice the confusion etched on his face and asked bout it.

"Who is it?"

"It's...Jin's girlfriend," he replied, a hint of puzzlement in his tone, leaving you just as lost.

"You think something's wrong?"

He shrugs.

"Only one way to find out" With that, he answers the call.

You watch intently as he raises the phone to his ear with a hello?, only to suddenly jerk it back with wide eyes. "What! What is it? W-what happened?"

Hoseok snaps out of his daze at the urgency in your voice with a few blinks. "Umm...you might want to listen for yourself."

Placing the phone between you, he puts the call on speaker.

"JIN, IF YOU DON'T BACK DA HELL UP!" The distinct voice of the band member's significant other erupts from the speaker, shattering the previously serene atmosphere with a booming yell.

The sheer intensity of her voice made your heart race, stomach twisting as you exchange a quick glance with Hoseok, who looked just as alarmed and unsettled.

"OH!" Seemingly realizing she was on the line, she hastily clears her throat, adopting an unexpectedly composed and chirpy tone. "Hi there Hoseok! I hope you and the misses are doing well. Could you please provide me with the home addresses for Jungkook and Yoongi?"

Hoseok glances your way once more, clearly taken aback by the out-of-the-blue request. "No problem...but is everything alright?"

With an almost exaggerated cheerfulness, she responds, "Oh, just absolutely peach-WHAT DID I JUST FUCKIN SAY!"

There was a response, but it was too muffled to make out other than an occasional 'please' or 'baby'

Both you and Hoseok could only share a knowing look at the couple's antics.

"O-okay I'll...I'll just text you the address."

"Thank y'all-BRUH, I'M NOT PLAYIN' NO MO. MOVE 'FORE I KICK YOU!"

"B-BUT BABY PLEASE" Jin's blubbering voice could be heard wailing in the background just as the call ends. "YOU GOTTA FIX THI-!!"

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TAEHYUNG

Pulling the phone out of your hands with a giddy smile, he bounces on his feet in excitement. "Me first! Me first!"

You roll your eyes at his childish behavior before nodding.

With wide eyes taking in the words on your screen, you watch as the smile never left his face.

"Ah! You call me Cutie Pie...you think I'm cute?" He shyly looks at you with a light flush in his cheeks.

"Aww! You're blushing~"

Taehyung sends you a playful glare, a pouty frown adorning his face as you teasingly poke his cheeks. "N-not fair! I could never tease you like this whenever you're embarrassed."

"Hey," You shrug at his words as he continues to pout, "can't blame me. I'm just born with the good genes of strong melanin that's all."

"Lucky."

"Uh-huh. Now...do you wanna show your contact name for me?"

He perks up at your words, sadness was long forgotten and replaced with happiness once more.

Quickly placing the device in your hands he giddily claps his hands as he awaits your reaction.

The room goes silent until the sudden sound of your laughter is heard. A cheesy grin sits on your face as you look at the screen.

Taehyung stops and stares at you with wide eyes, smile dropping from the nerves of the sudden change of behavior. "What? Is it bad?"

"N-no," You quickly shake your head at the expression on his face and look at him with a warm gaze, "But really though? Very Pretty Chocolate💜? That's the nickname you gave me after we first met...even one of those Netflix teen movies couldn't top this."

He relaxes at your words, a bright grin appearing as he wraps his arms around your waist.

"I say that because that's what your kisses taste like to me: sweet chocolate."

Heart-melting as the sincere words you lean against him with a sigh of content.

That was until his body started to shake from laughter, which caused you to look up and meet his dark lidded gaze.

"Taehyung? Is something the matter?"

"Oh it's nothing," Goosebumps begin to raise on your skin once you notice his eyes focusing on your mouth as he leans closer with each passing second, "I just realized something. That's all."

It wasn't until the moment your noses brushed against one another were you finally able to find your voice. "O-oh?"

"It's just that, I never did get a chance to taste you like I said I would. I just know you taste as delicious as your kisses...so can I?"

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SEOKJIN

He looks at your pleading face for a moment before finally caving in. "Alright, but don't be getting mad when you see it."

Handing over his phone to you, the giddy smile on your face falls off.

"What?...WHAT THE FUCK IS THIS SEOKJIN?!" You glare at the contact picture with the name underneath it.

He looks at the way your eye twitches in anger, hands balled up in fists as you tried to keep yourself from beating his ass.

"What?"

"What? WhAT? YOU SON OF A BITCH YOU KNOW WHAT I MEAN."

Holding up a hand to your face he uses the other to clean his ear. "Ma'am I did warn you, so please calm that tone. We're in a range close enough for us to have a normal voiced conversation like two mature adults."

You take a deep-d e e p breath of air before giving him your fakest smile.

"Excuse me Jin? Why the hell is that picture of me covered in horse shit as I drunkenly cry my eyes out used for your contact photo?"

"You forgot to mention the part where a weave track was hanging off and that some of the horse shit ended up in your mouth."

"BI-yes...that too. Now tell me: why is that on there, along with the contact name being One Shot, now Shit[with one surviving track]💜? And please tell me the other members didn't see this."

"Oh they saw alright. How do you think I came up with the name? It was...hmm..." Jin scratches his chin with a thoughtful look before snapping with a smile, "ah yes! It was Jungkook and Yoongi if I recall."

Your heart nearly stops at his answer. "Jungkook and Yoongi? You know how much they don't like me!"

"Come on ____, it isn't that bad. Plus you know they would never do anything to hurt you. They love and adore you just as much as the others."

"They the ones who pushed me into the goddamn shit! What you see is waaaay different from when you're not around." Hyperventilating as a million scenarios race in your head, you grab his face with wide eyes.

"Jin...did you or did you not give them that picture?"

He winces at your question. "Well..."

'That's it...my life is over'

Catching sight of your falling frame, Jin quickly pulls you out of the about-to-be mid-life crisis. "H-hey! It's not like they posted it on Twitter or anything. It's all good."

You look at him with hopeful eyes. "So they didn't do anything with the picture?"

"..."

"...they may or may not have made merchandise from it to sell on Amazon," he wrings his hands at the confession, eyes downcast to the floor, "...and it may or may not have sold out within a couple of hours."

The room goes silent.

"So...you let them do this shit without saying anything? Not once thinking how much it was gonna affect me?"

He remains silent at the question.

"Okay," you nod your head at his lack of words, "how much did they sell?"

"I-it wasn't that much. And whe-"

He stops at the sight of your hand.

"I said, how much did they fucking sell. I didn't ask for no explanation."

His head lowers to the ground. "With all the things put together, I'd say about six hundred fifty thousand was sold."

'It's been a while since I last spoke with my cousins. No worries though, I can just get them up here and go out for a night joy ride with the pits. That'll be fun...'

"Hey Jin, where do Yoongi and Jungkook live again? Never mind, I can just ask Namjoon for it." You pull out your phone and begin to see who's free for the night.

"____? ____!"

Halting your journey to the bedroom to conjure up a black outfit, you look at your boyfriend with a deadpanned look. "What?"

He looks at you with a sheepish grin. "I didn't get to see my contact name."

A smile appears on your face when you remember something. Quickly pushing a few buttons on the device, you hand the phone out to him.

"Here you go baby~"

Perking up at your actions, he reaches for the phone with grabby hands.

"Ooo! So what did you call me? It's World Wide Handsome isn't it? No?" He finally gets a hold of it and stares at the screen with a wide smile, "Pssh, of course it i-"

You watch as his face goes pale with shock, eyes widened to their widest capacity.

Poking his cheek with a pout, you tilt your head. "What is it honey? Or should I say Sweet Old Man[with the loose neck meat]❤❤?"

"AAAAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHHHHHH" A loud, blood curdling scream fill the apartment.

He drops the phone, revealing a photoshopped picture of his face with grey hair and wrinkles.

"THAT'S WHAT YOU GET MOTHAFUCKA. DON'T YOU EVER MESS WITH ____ TO THE MOTHERFUCKING [LAST NAME] OR YOUR ASS WILL GET CUT. EITHER WITH REVENGE OR A KNIFE, YOUR CHOICE BITCH!"

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recka24 · 5 months

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#shawn mendes #calvin klein

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shawnmendesisperfection · 2 years

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Shawn Mendes for Calvin Klein

#shawn mendes #Calvin Klein #perfection #perfect #male perfection #hot #beautiful #hot celebs #hot male

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fartsandotherstink · 1 year

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Shawn Mendes fart torture

You finally got your hands on tickets to see Shawn Mendes perform. Not only that, but you got front row tickets and a backstage pass. The guy you worshipped, and fantasised about was performing near you and you could see him up close.

The venue was huge and the view from the front row was incredible. Shawn came out and performed loads of his songs. Then security came and invited you backstage once he had finished.

You followed security and found Shawn Mendes in his dressing room, he was shirtless and sweaty. He shook your hand and said hi. You couldn’t keep your eyes off him. He noticed this and sighed.

“You’re one of those faggots aren’t you?” He said, sounding disappointed. You were taken aback. He grabbed you. “AREN’T YOU!”

You just nodded because it’s what he wanted you to say. It was true that you were gay and fantasised about Shawn Mendes all sweaty after a concert. He was disgusted.

“You’re worthless, you know that? You’re only useful for one thing, to be my fucking slave” he snarled. Shawn grabbed the back of your head and shoved it into his hairy, sweaty armpit. “Oh yeah, smell that fag. It’s probably heaven for you”

It was something you wished would happen to you but the smell was too much. You tried pulling away but he was too strong. He laughed and pulled you in tighter. He was so sweaty and you feared he would pass you out.

After a whole lot of struggling, Shawn let you out of his pit but then he shoved you onto the ground and your head fell back onto his chair. He had a malicious grin on his face. Your body wouldn’t allow you to move, you were paralysed as Shawn pulled down his jeans and sat on your face with his white Calvin Klein boxers.

He let out a sigh, “There’s nothing like sitting down after a show and just not getting up” he said. You were panicking because you couldn’t hold your breathe for much longer. You didn’t want to smell his sweaty ass but you needed to breathe. When you breathed in, the smell of ass and sweat invaded your nostrils and you started squirming.

“Shut the fuck up fag, you should be grateful this godly ass is even touching you.” Shawn shouted. He kicked you in the stomach and you stopped moving. Then the worst thing happened.

PPTTRRBTTPPRTTTRRPPBT

Shawn Mendes farted on your face. “Omg, I always have the worst gas after a concert” he said. The smell was putrid. You started squirming and screaming again so he kicked you in the stomach once more. It stopped the squirming but you kept screaming so he let out another fart down your throat.

prtbttppt

It was smaller but it tasted atrocious. “That’ll teach you” he said. Eventually, you managed to turn your face to the side but Shawn immediately turned it back. “Nuh uh, I’ll have none of that. I was considering letting you free but now I’m gonna sit here until you pass out.”

He then let out a barrage of farts and groaned with each one

PPPRBBT

PBBRTTTRT

BRRTPPTBT

PPRRTTTRBBTRTPPBTR

PPPRRTTRBBTRTBBTRRTPPPRRTTBBTRTRRRTTR

He laughed as you ran out of breath and passed out.

When you woke up, you were tied down with your mouth taped. Above you was Shawn Mendes, wearing nothing. “Ready for round 2?” He asked as his bare, sweaty ass lowered down.

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Thanks for reading, if you have any requests send me a message.

@hemsworthfootslave @submissivegayfrenchboy @buttsmasher @stinkfacestories @fartsandfacesitting

#male farts #male bulge #male bum #armpits #maleass #male fart #shawn mendes #fart

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lowkeycasanova · 2 years

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Vinnie Hacker masterlist

All pieces are mine. I do not own any of the pictures.

Requests: closed for now

Fic Recs

Imagines

Catching flights, and maybe feelings too- you have a flight back home that takes longer than expected, but end up meeting Vinnie

Purgatory Hoodie- you and Vinnie have broke up but you still kept one of his hoodies.

Our own place in Washington- you and Vinnie buy a house

Babysitting - Vinnie helps you watch your two young cousins

You’re gonna leave - you and Vinne get into an argument and he thinks you're gonna leave him

dirty - you and your friends know that you are having sex and tease you about it

sleepover- you and Vinnie are a new couple and you sleep in his room for the first time

Down bad pt. 2 - you're vinnie's celebrity crush and he tries to get your attention on social media

Free da curls - you help Vinnie do his hair

Tatted - you get your first tattoo

#mycalvins- photoshoot for Calvin Klein, with your ex Vinnie

summer camp - Vinnie and Y/N are camp counselors

little too excited- Vinnie gets jealous over your interaction with Jack Harlow

Sweet dreams - you keep seeing him in your sleep

catching up - you run into Vinnie after breaking up three years ago

Dad Vin

Showing up matters- you and Vinnie go to your son’s end-of-the-school-year event

Downtown Seattle- Vinnie and his daughter spend some time together

Blurbs

thirst trap- you never posted “thirst traps” on your tik tok, until one day you did

clingy Vinnie - like the title says

4 strings- Y/N watching Vinnie play his bass guitar

high - smoking with him

beauty marks - admiring his moles

About Last Night - y/n brings ecstasy to share during sex

Bottoms Up - y/n watches in the background as Fannita and Vinnie film the podcast

Moodboards

Barcelona

Paris

Night Out

NYC diaries

Beach day

Seoul

Instagram Prompts

Europe- Kianna Naomi

fuckboy vinnie

Based off songs

lucid dreams - Tape Machines

Ghost - Justin Bieber

When you're ready - Shawn Mendes

Boyfriend - Ariana Grande & Social House part 2

"ur camera roll"

recents

Others/Miscellaneous

Y/N being a menace

the fans love you

you pop into his stream

#vinniehacker #home page #masterlist #vinnie x reader #vinnie hacker imagine #vinnie x y/n

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jonwolfbang-blog · 2 years

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Shawn Mendes' new workout routine for the Calvin Klein promotion has gone really well! As he was changing to his Calvin Klein underwear, he saw a bottle of water on the table, unaware of its added content, he decided to take a sip to cool down before the photoshoot. BOOM! In just a few seconds, he outgrew the studio and crushed everything nearby due to his ever-expanding feet! His growth isn't looking to stop any minute-

Source: https://www.coiledfist.org/gallery/Giant-Celebrity-Montages/IMG_0240

#giant #macrophilia #giant growth #male giant #giant guy #giant men #giant man #male growth #man growth #giant male

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heartbreakprincipe · 2 years

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shawn mendes for calvin klein

#shawn mendes

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stylusmusings · 2 years

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Shawn Mendes NSFW ABC

A - After Sex

Shawn isn’t really conventional in this department. Unless he’s dating them, he’d much rather they dump a load in him and go. There are only two valid reasons for someone to stay over in Shawn’s mind: 1, they are going to dump another load in him or 2, they are a friend so they’ll talk for a bit and then dump a load in him.

B - Bottom or Top

He is a bottom, there aren’t two ways about it. He keeps everything clean at all times and he is always prepared to ride a cock to kingdom cum. He is also a switch with no particularly leaning. If his partner is the dominant type, then he’s fine being fucked into the pillow and if they’re not, then he’s find riding them.

C - Cum

Huge cum-slut. He likes cum down the throat, on the tip of his tongue, on his face, on his back, in his ass etc - as long as you don’t miss. There have been times where he’s been with you and you realised later during the day that he had a string of cum in his hair that had gone unnoticed.

D - Dress Up

Not really one to waste time with dress up and costumes. If he’s in a suit from an event, then sure, you can tear a hole in the back of his trousers but other than that, he’d much rather just get naked.

E - Experience

Lots of experience. Even his beards were happy to help with stretching him out and he goes around the celebrity dick ride at least twice a year. There aren’t many celebrities, who aren’t strict bottoms, that haven’t topped that ass.

F - Favourite Bodypart

Arms. Big arms that can lift him up so that he can wrap his legs around their waist. Other than arms, the abdomen also works rather nicely. If they have abs, then he’d be happy to lick any cum off of there as well.

G - Gag Reflex

He got the blessing from the bottom god. He does not have a gag reflex and has taken up to a foot long down his throat.

H - Hair

He’s very firm about being clean shaven. However, he does occasionally grow out his treasure trail to drive the ‘straight’ thing home a little more.

I - Intimacy

Not the most intimate guy, he’s intimately involved with your cock but that’s about it.

J - Jerking

Three or four times a day if he isn’t having sex. Although, with that being unlikely, it is still at least once or twice on top of that.

K - Kinks

He’s a size queen, a cum slut and still rather big on the whole dom/sub thing, no matter which role he is playing.

L - Lube

Lube is essential otherwise he wouldn’t be moving around with the ease that he does. He likes to buy various flavours, make sure that no matter how big, or how many, he can still take them with some effort.

M - Massages

Sure, he likes massages. But, if you’re just planning to give him a normal massage then don’t bother. You better make sure that there’s an extremely happy ending.

N - Nopes

Don’t be boring, don’t have a bad sex playlist and do not, under any circumstance, leak anything to the public.

O - Oral

Sure, he’s happy to give head and he’s happy to receive head.

P - Position/Place

If he’s playing a submissive role, then hips up and face into the pillow is the way to go. If he’s playing a dominant role, then he’s happy to just ride.

He’ll have sex anywhere - dressing rooms, bedrooms, parties, pools etc

Q - Quickies

Yes, the Quickie Queen of the celebrity world.

R - Risky

He’s a big risk taker in some ways, when it comes to kinks and where he has sex but in terms of who he has sex with? He keeps it to people who also have something to lose. People who wouldn’t want to be blacklisted by other celebrities because they leaked a Shawn Mendes tape.

S - Sexts

Sure, sexts every day. He’ll take one photo and send it to the entire booty call list. He’s bound to get at least a couple willing to show up and others who will send him something in return.

T - Toys

He has a whole range of toys which he keeps in the bedrooms. A large variety of dildos, gags, handcuffs and even albums for sex only.

U - Underwear

Calvin Kleins that are two sizes too small are the way to go. Snug on both ends and effort to slip his trousers over. He gets quite a lot from the brand so every time a guy tears the pair he’s wearing into shreds, he’s got no issue with it.

V - Volume

Shawn is loud. His concert microphones having nothing on how loud this man’s moans are and they are as loud as they are heavenly.

W - Wrecking Ball

Rough, break whatever you have to including this man’s back and he’s happy with it. But, there is one line, don’t ruin the instruments. Fuck on the piano seat, not the actual piano etc.

X - XRay

Shawn’s packing major heat - a good 8 inches of thick uncut gorgeous cock. He keeps himself smooth down there as it is just more aesthetically pleasing in his mind.

Y - Yeps

Fuck him and fuck him hard. Make sure that you can hold your own otherwise you will get dropped harder than the Handwritten (2015) album.

Z - Zest

Very sexual and very horny. If you’re fucking him in the evening, chances are, you’ll be fucking into another guy’s cum. Also, that’s assuming he didn’t invite more than one guy over.

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