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theboyjack · 2 days
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please, please, please…
blacken my eyes, break my nose, crack my ribs, bring me to my knees, let me smile up at you with bloodied teeth as i gain my absolution
shape me as you wish, as i am meant to be
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sydsixxftm · 3 months
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Big fat hairy leather butch. reblog if you agree
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dervampireprince · 1 year
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something about being ruined. not just fucked or teased or even used, but ruined. someone making you unable to think, unable to speak, just moaning and twitching and leaving you unable to ever be satisfied for anyone else, anything else, always needing them, craving them, every hour of the day, being unable to control your arousal anymore, how wet you get, how hard you get, how flushed you become, all because they’ve ruined you.
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impmutt · 9 months
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squishy thighs and boypussy >:o3c (he/him)
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Gender affirming care is having your lover huff your armpits and go feral over your musk. Send post.
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loyalmlmnsfw · 8 months
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Genuinely nothing hotter than a man complimenting you for how good your hole feels
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butchboy-sadist · 1 year
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Who wants to do HRT and other pervert things in the men's bathroom with me?
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ecstasysemen · 2 months
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monotone comm done for @/XIXIEON on twt
uncensored
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corruptive-sinner · 9 months
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I walk into the church and see him, the priest standing up, giving an empassioned sermon to a small crowd. As he scans the people there he pauses on me, stumbling his words ever so slightly.
I take a seat in the back behind everyone, so they can't see me. I never break eye contact and he attempts to ignore me unsuccessfully. I lick my lips dlowly once in a while whenever he looks in my dorection, flashing a fang here and there and maybe the split in my tongue. The Father attempts to continue as normally but it's obvious he's distracted as he forgets lines he just read, loses his train of thoughts and ends on a much timider note than his previous vigor.
The crowd disperses as he quickly exits his podium, scurrying with his eyes down to the confessjon booth. I walk over and take a seat inside.
"What is it you wish to confess my child." His voice calmer now, thinking a normal deciple is sitting next to him, one of his flock.
"I think you have some confessing, Father."
Even through the small openings I can tell he is struck slack jawed. Scared. Cornered.
"You saw me in the crowd, my presence scared you and yet, you ran here. As if you want me to-"
"Shut up, foul demon."
"Ah ah ah," I scold, "thats not very holy Father. Lying in a confessiom booth." I make a tutting sound with my mouth. His breathing is slow but deeper than before.
"You came in as well."
"Yes, but you know what I am. This is your little box, and instead of running, you brought me here."
He stays silent this time,
"Father, what have you been up to. Touching yourself again? Thinking of a demon ravishing you in your place of worship?"
"Nonsense," his breathing is labored now.
"What could a mouth as wet and warm do to you, how you wish to drop to your knees for me instead, beg me for forgiveness in the form of lustful sins." The Father lets out a small groan,
"Touch yourself Father, I know you wish to." And with that surprisingly he obeyed, usually it took more pushing than that. But I hear him unzip his pants and the muffled moans of the first few delicate touches of his neglected cock.
"Wow Father, you're such a whore. Giving yourself over so quickly? Did you even bother taking off your cross?"
"No, I won't, He will protect me," he gasps out quietly.
"You think you're defiant, but you commit more sins with it on." The small moans and cries are to much to take, I want to touch him myself. So I slip out of my side and slither into his.
His eyes are glossy with tears of shame but he looks at me with pleading eyes. His cock dribbles precum as I kneel down.
"Out of all the people who kneel in front of you, how many do you imagine are me?"
"N-none,"
"Yes, oh yes, I have," he pants. "Someone came in, they smelled of smoke, like you. I couldn't stand anywhere near him without your sinful voice in my head."
"Liar," I take his cock and his hands drop to grip the seat with such intensity as if it would buck him off. "now now, tell me the truth. You caved so easily so I know I've been on your filthy mind." I start slowly pumping his cock and spreading his precum around as lubrication. He makes a pathetic noise and leans his head back, one hand coming up to desperately cover his mouth.
That made me instantly electrified. I leaned in to lick the base of his cock to the head. Fangs exposed, forked tongue wrapping around as much as I could make it.
He muffles his cry as best he can, stiff all over and tears leaking from his eyes. His lust barley contained by restraint as I break it more and more.
I let out a small laugh at the pathetic man in front of me. A holy man so easily coerced into sinful acts, splayed out and panting as a demon licks his cock. And he wants this so bad, I'll just have to get him to admit it.
I pull away. "What do you want Father?"
He stays silent, only letting a small groan at the lack of contact.
"Use those gorgeous lips of yours like you do when you read the good book." I goad him on, hes so turned on if he doesn't cum it will be worse than Hell, and I plan on taking full advantage.
"Please," he barley mumbles out between his fingers.
I stand up, take his hand away from his mouth and repeat "Use." I trace my other hands pointer finger up his torso, "Your." I stop under his chin, "Words." I tilt his chin up so he looks me in the eyes.
"Please, do something, touch me, suck me off, ride me, let me touch you, I want you so bad. Please," the Father pleads, his voice shaky and barley above a whisper.
"That's my good boy." I purr leaning into his ear. He shakes and lets out another stiffled moan.
Pulling his collar out to get better acess, I graze my open mouth across his neck, barley letting my fangs make any contact. Licking softly when I find my sweet spot that makes him jump and biting there softly.
I whisper in his ear, "touch me Father, take what you want so badly." And he does, like a scared animal he slides his hands across my body. First starting at my back, stiff, nervous, then moving to hold my sides as I start sucking on his neck, I know I've hit a good spot when his grip tightens and I feel his perfectly manicured nails press into me.
He is full of surprises as he starts feeling my pants and fumbles with my belt. Rushed and desperate. I did say take what you want after all.
He pauses suddenly.
"Whats the matter Father? Scared?"
"No, may I please fuck you?" He looks up at me. Meets my eyes all om his own.
"Oh Father, you want to commit this sin? To fuck a demon and give into lust?"
"Yes, oh yes, please." He begs, rubbing circles into my hips with his anxious thumbs. He's nothing but endearing even when faced with me.
I lean down to kiss him, slipling my pants doen and straddling his lap, erection twitching beneath me. He kisses poorly, hands frozen partly mid air.
I laugh, "you have no clue what you're doing don't you? Here let me."
I slowly guide the kiss, he follows my lead, whenever my fangs snag on his lips or tongue he moans. Purposely going out of his way to lick my fangs until one too hard makes him bleed just barley. The pervert moans at that too. He's obsessed with my tongue as well, sliding in between it with his own.
Using my hands to move his I place one at my hips and his dominant hand I guide down to my cock and opening.
"Feel my cock and how wet I am, play with me and you'll be rewarded."
"You're already a reward." He says suddenly, ducking his head when he realizes he said that outloud. But he doesn't pull his hands away.
He feels my cock's head carefully, inquisitivly. I rock my hips to help him along, making sure he knows when he's hit good spots with moans and harder breaths. He becomes bolder and picks up quickly, testing further to fingering me. Sliping one in and letting out a truly desperate noise as he feels how warm, soft, and wet I am. Adding a few more encouraged by my moans of pleasure.
"Please, please let me fuck you Daddy." He's completely under my control now.
"Good boy," I huff out, and lower myself to rub his cock on my opening. Teasing him by sliding across and barley putting pressure.
"Please please please please," he begs into my shoulder, gripping me so tightly it may bruise.
I line him up and sink down in one clean go. He sobs a moan into my shoulder, pressing hard to muffle himself.
"Shhhh it's ok baby," I coo into his ear petting his hair, he relaxes from the initial wave and I start sliding up and down.
He pulls back and we continue kissing as the speed and intensity of my thrusts builds. Hitting his lap harder to get as much in as possible and pushing my tongue into his mouth. Hes a moaning mess scrambling his hands across my body, one landing on my dick to rub causing me to moan into our kiss. The other comes onto my back and holds on for dear life. He can't last much longer at this rate.
"D-addy, oh please, can I cum in you?" He is delirious with pleasure and the impending climax he hasn't felt in a long time.
"Cum in me Father, you perverted sinner." I slam my hips down.
And with that he explodes inside me. Moaning and rocking his hips. The warm cum filling me up deep inside. I cum as well, milking his cock for all he can give. His pathetic rutting mixed with whimpers fill the booth. All decency abandoned for a climax in his holy place.
Panting and shaking, he comes down from the high. Unable to even meet my eyes I see the shame set in.
"Oh Father, having regrets so soon?" I slide off his softening cock, slipping my pants back on and buckling my belt. He stays there barley moving.
"Will you leave now." Is all he managed to say as he shoves himself back into his pants, fixing his removed collar, and attempting to look like he didnt just fuck someone.
"You'll want me back dear," i turn to leave when he grabs my arm. Not an ounce of aggresion.
He pulls me into a soft kiss before letting me go. I walk out of the booth, no one was remotley paying attention either already left or to far away. I slip out the front door, casting one last look to our very own corrupted priest. He is looking at me, but swiftly turns away and walks to his office. I'll be visiting this church again very soon~
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transalphabf · 11 months
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the reason tdicks are so hot is because they look like werewolf sheaths
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feraljackal · 1 year
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Ugh motels make me so horny
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theboyjack · 14 days
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boot kink but not in the let me ride your boot way
boot kink in the sense that i want you to kick me in my fucking ribs
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sydsixxftm · 5 months
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【☆】★【☆】
*ੈ✩‧₊˚Boydyke Butt ⋆.ೃ࿔*:・
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dervampireprince · 1 year
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god, sometimes you just need to be fucked, you know? just bent in half and pounded and have no worries or thoughts in your head other than yes and please and more. just focused on feeling good while someone fucks your brains out, telling you that it’s like you were made to be fucked.
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transpecter · 10 months
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the audio is a little crunchy, i don't have a good setup, but i promised and i have delivered. tell me what you think, loves xx
(asks and dms welcome, given you have read my pinned)
(op is a trans man and uses he/him. lesbians/cishet men dni)
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I started testosterone yesterday. I am ready for the transformation I've been wanting for so long!!! I'm ready to become a hairy, horny creature and I'm ready for my growls (which are already impressively deep) to become even deeper and more resonant. And I'm so ready for Bottom Growth!!!
Get into my system and working faster, T. I'm fuckin antsy rn, man
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