thinking about a homophobic gay jock giving nerdy loser reader brain 😵💫😵💫😵💫
love ur ideas KEEP EM COMING BB 😫 (just now saw the simon ask im cumming expect that one soon babe)
tw// dumb smut, f slur, internalized homophobia
(sorry this is terrible i am barely coherent as i write this.)
oh lord homophobic gay jock where do i begin.
homophobic gay jock who's more eager to suck you off than you'd think. giving you puppy dog eyes at a party, then quickly dragging you off to the bathroom when his dumb friends are occupied. his hands on you as soon as the lock clicks, dipping under your shirt and fumbling against your jeans.
"easy, boy.." you groan out against his lips, but the fucker is thirsty. poor boy has to keep up his little facade around all his jock friends, mocking you and your friends in public. but now look who he's on his knees for.
"just- just- please... you know i need this." he says as he lowers himself to the floor, hands coming to his thighs eagerly waiting for instruction.
"yeah? need what, baby?" you swipe your thumb across his pouty lips. "thought i was a faggot, huh? 'nt that what you and your friends said the other day?"
"didn't- didn't mean it. please, you know it he- helps me. i need it, in m' mouth."
hehehe n he's so pathetic, biting his lip, that you can't help but give in and unbuckle your belt, the clinking sounds of the metal not helping his aching cock.
as soon as you pull your length out, his mouth instinctively opens- but he doesn't dare to touch you until you give him the okay.
"y' gonna suck me good and hard, yeah?" you tease as you slap your tip on his lips. he flushes and his face gets hot, and he lets out a quiet "yes, sir."
but he gets so embarrassed when you're mean to him while he's sucking you.
"hey, what would all those- fuck, those dumb jock friends of yours think if they saw this now, huh? what would they think, baby?" he lets out a muffled whine, lips around the base of your cock.
"i wonder who'd- oh my god, who'd they call faggot from now on. seeing their big, strong captain on the bathroom floor, sucking dick like a whore."
you can see your words take effect as he lets out high pitched moans, and starts to rub his thighs together more.
"what if i took a picture right now for them, huh? 'n sent it to that little group chat of yours. i bet you'd like that, right, slut?" he has no room to protest, with tears running down his face from your cock hitting the back of his throat.
by the end of the night he has a mouthful of cum, and you have a new wallpaper !! ^_^
goody two shoes, always plays by the rules, virgin but insatiably horny—eagle scout!steve harrington who winds up on known drug dealer!eddie munson’s front porch bc he’s been tasked with going door to door to fundraise for the scouts.
steve’s wearing the dorkiest khaki shorts, his too-tight vest covered in badges, and a triple buttoned polo. but, to eddie munson, he looks like something to catch, trap, and fucking destroy.
the perfect opportunity to ruin something pretty which just so happens to be his favorite pastime.
“i’ll give the entirety of my last paycheck to the scouts if you let me fuck you over my coffee table until you cry,” he licks over his canine teeth with primal desire after steve’s given his pre-prepped speech.
“no chance, munson! i’m—waiting for marriage and i’m—i’m definitely not gay,” steve adjusts the collar of his suffocating polo, staunchly offended by the offer, “some people have standards, y’know?”
eddie steps closer, invades his space, and lifts his chin with the tip of a finger. steve gulps, tries his hardest not to whimper under eddie’s knife-edge stare. eyes locked on him like a target.
“alright, fine,” his lips ghost over steve’s ear and he chuckles at how red his cheeks are, “i’ll double the donation and we’ll keep you pure as the day you were born. how’s that for a deal, sweetheart?”
two hours later, steve harrington stumbles out of eddie munson’s trailer.
hair a mess, cum staining his underwear, hickeys covering the back of his neck, and a newfound understanding of what it means to be ‘fucked between the thighs.’
the next week, he shows up again, but this time he doesn’t ask for a donation.
not to be a buck girlie but the fact that we're getting a storyline where he's explicitly being shown just how important and integral he is to his found family's lives and how irreplaceable he is to them, followed by a period of recovery where everyone is going to be overprotective of him and overwhelming with their love for him - just thinking of that younger buck from season 3 who was so terrified that they were all he has but that he's not as important to them, thinking of how he would feel being showered in so much affection...yeah I'm not surviving with all my tearducts intact
dude ,,, cant stop thinking abt ur premature ejaculation fic rn. ,,, imagining ts with someone who hates you too,,, jerking off some dude who dislikes for you for no reason, some kinda hatefuck, n there you r barely pumping his dick n him cumming instantaneously then he gets all embarrassed..,,,, calling him a pervert n making fun of him ekekkfkgk
heheheehbdbdhfb i love your brain hon.
tw extremely terrible smut 💩
you're absolutely shocked.. the man that side eyes you every chance he gets, the man who left you stern notes on your office desk and criticizing emails, is now at your doorstep, begging you to please help him, and that he's sorry for bein' so mean, but he needs your help.
the sight you're met with is without a doubt filthy - his tie loosened, pants unbuttoned, hair slicked back with sweat, hands cupped around his unbelievably hard cock. he looked so disgusting in all the right ways.
so, out of the kindness of your heart and your cock you decide to let the poor thing in. he even started to babble about his depraved fantasies he had about you.
you finally, finally get your hands on him, kissing him harshly. but almost seconds after you start palming his erection, the stupid thing starts to whimper and squirm.
you pull away from the kiss trying to figure out what the matter is now, when you feel your hand get hotter, and your palm sticky. you look down, and sure enough- there's a giant wet spot right over his cock.
"... did you just come?" you ask sharply, palming him once again.
"i'm sorry, haah, i just- i'm really- i dunno what's going o-on, nghhh.." he manages to get out through heavy pants..
"that... that was fuckin' nasty, baby..." you laugh out, getting closer to his red hot face. "yeah? are you that gross, that you cum from me touching you like that in seconds?"
"'no-no i don't usually, it doesn't usually, ghhh.. happen li-like that... i don't.. khhhh... i don't know...." he tries to protest, (the best he can, now overstimulated from your touch).
"the only boys that can cum that fast are perverts. are you a pervert, baby?" your grin widens as you whisper right into his ear, and he starts to buck up into your hand again.
he can protest all he wants, but you both know it's true.
(im thinking i like this character too,, shall he be known as pervy coworker? 😌)