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One Piece Yaoi Fanfic- Shanks The Booty-Clapper

Shanks x Smoker

Word count - 2562

Vice Admiral Smoker checked his reflection in his full length mirror, adjusting the scandalous black lace leotard that hugged his muscular frame like a second skin. It was designed like a body stocking so that his skin was fully exposed underneath the translucent material.The high heels he wore added another three inches to his already impressive height, making his legs look endless.

"Another night, another admiral begging for my time," Smoker muttered to himself, taking a long drag from his two cigars. He blew the smoke out slowly, watching it curl and dissipate in the evening air.

Smoker had built quite the reputation among the Marines. By day, he was the "White Hunter," feared and respected. By night, he was the most sought-after whore in the New World, with a client list that would make most government officials blush. It was easy to see why considering he had an ass fat enough to stack plates on. Some even joked that the true One Piece was Smoker's butt. If Roger were alive in the current era and saw Smoker, he'd verify those claims.

The three admirals—Kizaru, Aokiji, and Akainu—had all separately claimed him as their own, unaware they shared his affections. It amused Smoker to no end. Having some of the most powerful men in the world plunder his hole everyday was among his greatest achievements.

His Den Den Mushi rang, interrupting his thoughts.

"Vice Admiral Smoker speaking," he answered professionally, despite his current attire.

"I have a new client for you," came the voice of his booking agent. "High profile. Willing to pay triple your usual rate."

Smoker raised an eyebrow. "Triple? Who the hell can afford that?"

There was a pause on the line. "Red-Haired Shanks."

The cigars nearly fell from Smoker's mouth. "You're fucking with me."

"Room 401 at the Grand Line Hotel. He's expecting you in thirty minutes. He says that he wants you to wear a black leotard. The one you usually wear among clients."

The line went dead, leaving Smoker staring at the snail in disbelief. Shanks—one of the Four Emperors, a man with a bounty that made most pirates wet themselves—wanted him. It was both professionally concerning and personally intriguing. The rumors about Shanks' prowess in bed were legendary, whispered among both pirates and marines alike. He heard news that even the great whore Roronoa Zoro couldn't handle the full power of his dick. Smoker needed in on that action.

"Well," Smoker murmured, applying another layer of coconut oil to his already glistening posterior, "let's see if the Red-Haired lives up to his reputation."

*****

The Grand Line Hotel’s air-conditioned chill slapped Smoker’s oiled skin as he shouldered through rotating doors.

Outside, Sabaody’s perpetual chaos screamed - bubble-powered ships colliding, auctioneers hawking slaves, the stench of sweat and brine. 

 

Inside, marble floors swallowed the click of his boot heels, chandeliers dripping light onto his provocative attire. 

 

Behind the reception desk, a freckled clerk’s pen froze mid-signature. Smoker watched the boy’s eyes widen as his heels clicked with each stride. No keycard offered, no questions asked - just a whispered “Fourth floor, sir” as the clerk bit his plush lower lip raw.

Corridor lights dimmed to honey-gold near Suite 401. Smoker’s triple knock echoed through the hall’s soundproofing, past the rhythmic slaps and muffled giggles leaking from Room 407. His knuckles still tingled when the door yanked inward.

Red hair first - unbrushed waves carrying the salt-crust of a week at sea. Then the scars, that infamous trio of grooves bisecting Shanks’ left eyebrow. 

The emperor leaned against the doorframe, linen shirt gaping to reveal a canvas of chiseled abs. No sword at his hip, but the bulge straining his pants had Smoker excited already.

"Vice Admiral Smoker," Shanks said, his voice deep and resonant. "I was beginning to think you wouldn't come."

Smoker forced a smirk. "When the most dangerous pirate in the New World calls, only a fool would ignore it."

Shanks laughed, a sound that seemed to fill the entire room. "Come in. I've been looking forward to this meeting for quite some time."

The hotel suite was dazzling—all gold fixtures and velvet upholstery. A bottle of expensive sake sat open on the coffee table, two cups already poured.

"Drink?" Shanks offered, closing the door behind Smoker.

"I don't usually drink with pirates," Smoker replied, but accepted the cup anyway. The sake burned pleasantly down his throat.

Shanks circled him slowly, admiring the view. "I've heard quite a lot about you, White Hunter. They say your ass has brought more men to their knees than my Conqueror's Haki."

Smoker couldn't help but laugh. "And I've heard you're hung like a Sea King. That you fuck guys so hard you can feel the shockwaves from halfway across an island. Shall we see who lives up to their reputation first?"

The pirate's eyes darkened with desire. "On your knees, Marine. Let's see what that famous ass can do."

Without hesitation, Smoker sank to his knees on the plush carpet, turning to present his oil-slicked posterior. He began to shake it slowly, rhythmically, the motion hypnotic in its precision.

"Fuck," Shanks breathed, his composure cracking slightly. "They weren't exaggerating." Shank’s eyes locked in on two ripe melons. He had a major addiction to fat asses and this one was definitely in the top 5 of all the ones he's ever seen. It was hard to tell if it was bigger than Zoro's, but it was definitely fierce competition. He slapped both cheeks to watch them ripple like waves in the sea. Smoker barely managed to stifle a pained yet lustful moan.

“ Tell Daddy the magic words.”

"I'm a dirty whore addicted to dick. This ass was meant to be bred by you and nobody can clap my cheeks like you can," Smoker recited, the words flowing easily from having said them countless times before. Yet with Shanks, they felt different—more genuine, perhaps. "I live for cock, especially one that's as legendary as yours."

 

Shanks approached slowly, his hand trailing along Smoker's spine. "You've serviced the admirals, haven't you? Tell me, does Akainu burn as hot as they say?"

Smoker looked over his shoulder, a sly smile on his lips. "Client confidentiality, Emperor. But I will say this; Noone can make me scream as much as he does.” Aokiji may have the biggest dick and Kizaru the fastest strokes, but Akainu was the most brutal of the admirals in the bedroom. He mixed pain and pleasure together like a vile cocktail. Akainu was always punching and slapping Smoker around during sex, verbally abusing him to establish dominance. That man was seriously fucked up but Smoker was just as bad for enjoying it all with a bloody smile.

"A challenge, then." Shanks' smile turned predatory. "I do love a challenge."

 

Without warning, Shanks removed his pants. Smoker's eyes widened slightly as the pirate began to urinate, the hot liquid splashing across his back and shoulders, soaking into the lace of his leotard.

"What the—" Smoker began, but was cut off by Shanks' hand gripping his hair.

"You said you were a dirty whore," Shanks growled. "I'm just treating you like what you are. Drink it.”

 

The humiliation burned through Smoker, not entirely unpleasant. Smoker opened his mouth and swallowed the salty urine down his throat. This was far from the first time a client made him drink his piss so he was mostly used to the foul flavor by now. There was something about Shanks' confidence that made Smoker want to submit, to see how far the pirate would go.

 

Once finished, Shanks pulled Smoker to his feet, only to slap him hard across the face. The force of it sent Smoker stumbling backward, catching himself against the wall.

 

"Too much?" Shanks asked, a hint of genuine concern in his voice.

Smoker wiped a drop of blood from his lip and grinned. "Not enough, Red-Hair. I've taken worse from rookies."

Shanks' laugh boomed through the room. "Then let's give the hotel something to remember us by."

 

Before Smoker could respond, Shanks had him by the arm, dragging him not toward the bed as expected, but to the door. He threw it open, revealing the empty hallway.

 

"Shanks, what are you—"

 

"Giving you what you want," Shanks interrupted, pushing Smoker into the corridor. "A dick to worship and an audience to perform for."

 

The hallway was dimly lit and seemingly deserted, but as Smoker's eyes adjusted, he noticed several men lingering near the elevator—hotel staff, other guests, perhaps even a few pirates. All watching with unbridled lust.

 

Shanks leaned against the wall while stroking his impressive manhood. The rumors had definitely been accurate.

 

"Show them why the admirals can't get enough of you," Shanks commanded.

 

Smoker hesitated only briefly before dropping to his knees once more. The hard floor was uncomfortable against his kneecaps, but he didn't care. The thrill of performing for an audience, of servicing one of the most powerful men in the world while others watched, sent a surge of excitement through him.

 

He took Shanks into his mouth without hesitation, relaxing his throat to accommodate the substantial length. Years of practice had eliminated his gag reflex, allowing him to deepthroat with ease. Shanks groaned, his hand coming to rest on the back of Smoker's head.

"Fuck, no wonder half the Marine base is fighting over you," Shanks muttered, his fingers tightening in Smoker's hair.

 

Smoker worked diligently, using every trick he'd learned over the years. He hollowed his cheeks, swirled his tongue around the sensitive head, and took Shanks so deep that his nose pressed against the pirate's abdomen. He also made sure to slurp extremely loud and have saliva pour profusely from his mouth. Smoker heard the audience whisper how sexy he performance was and even cheered him on.

 

Just as Shanks seemed close to release, he pulled Smoker off him. "Not yet," he panted. "I'm not finished with you."

 

In one fluid motion, Shanks spun Smoker around, bending him over so that his hands braced against the opposite wall of the narrow hallway. The lace leotard was torn away, revealing Smoker's oil-slicked ass to the onlookers.

 

"Remember this night," Shanks called to their audience, "when a Marine Vice Admiral became my bitch!”

 

Without further warning, Shanks thrust forward, entering Smoker with enough force to make the marine cry out. The initial pain gave way to pleasure as Shanks established a ruthless rhythm, each thrust driving Smoker further into the wall.

 

"Fuck!" Smoker gasped, the word echoing down the hallway. "Harder, you red-haired bastard!"

 

Shanks obliged, his pace becoming almost violent. The walls began to vibrate with each impact, plaster dust raining down from the ceiling. Someone in the crowd started to cheer, others joining in with crude encouragements. The only thing louder than their applause was the sound of Smoker getting his cheeks clapped. The shockwaves from Shanks’ deep strokes had the entire floor vibrating. 

 

"Can Akainu fuck your pussy this good?" Shanks growled into Smoker's ear. "Or Kizaru? How about Aokiji? "

 

"N-none of them," Smoker admitted between thrusts, "None of them fuck like this. Only you, Shanks. Only you!"

 

“That's right, bitch! This dick can't be beat!” Shanks roared.

 

The confession shot Shanks’ already indomitable libido through the roof. He grabbed Smoker's hips with tremendous force, lifting him slightly so that each thrust hit deeper. The entire hotel seemed to shake with their passion, pictures falling from walls, light fixtures swinging precariously.

 

Smoker lost track of time, lost in a haze of pleasure and pain. The audience had grown, hotel staff frantically trying to disperse the crowd even as they stole glances themselves. It was a spectacle unlike any other—a Marine Vice Admiral being thoroughly dominated by one of the Four Emperors, in public, for all to see. Having his hole slaughtered by the legendary pirate made Smoker lose control of his body. He began ripping out huge farts that sent hit air vibrating on Shank’ shaft. The loud reverb hung in the air for several seconds. No matter how much abuse he endured during sex, farting was always the most embarrassing part for Smoker. An uncharacteristic blush bloomed on his face. Shanks just cackled with heart laughter. He loved it when his partners farted because it meant the dick was just that good.

 

Finally, with a roar that could wake the dead, Shanks reached his climax, filling Smoker with a jetstream of semen. The force was so great that Smoke slid forward several inches from the torrent of sperm blasting from Shank’ dick. It was a toe curling sweet release so tantalizing that Smoker orgasmed not long after.

They remained speechless for several long moments, both catching their breath. The crowd erupted into a thunderous applause of the greatest show of their lives.

 

Shanks watched the semen trickle out of Smoker's hole, admiring his handiwork. Smoker slumped against the wall, thoroughly spent.

 

"Stay still," Shanks commanded, pulling out a small camera Den Den Mushi. "I want to remember this."

 

Before Smoker could protest, Shanks had snapped a picture of his well-used posterior. This would go in his scrapbook where he kept pictures of every man he slept with. It was like a trophy collection to him.

 

"Delete that," Smoker mumbled, but there was no real conviction in his voice.

 

Shanks helped him back to the suite, surprisingly gentle now that their passionate encounter had concluded. He cleaned Smoker up, applied salve to the bruises already forming, and offered him more sake.

 

"You exceeded expectations, White Hunter," Shanks said, raising his cup in toast. "Few can take what I dish out."

 

Smoker smirked, wincing slightly as he sat up. "I'm not most men."

 

"No," Shanks agreed, his expression turning serious. "You're not. Which is why I'm gonna claim you.”

 

Smoker raised an eyebrow. "Like hell that can happen. The admirals would kill us both if they found out I got claimed by a pirate.

 

"It's not like they have to know. We can keep our relationship on the DL and they'll be none the wiser. You'll make an amazing boyfriend.” 

"That's a dangerous game," Smoker warned. "I'm still a Marine. You're still a pirate."

 

"The most interesting games are dangerous," Shanks replied with a grin. "And think of the information you could gather for your superiors. They'd probably consider it your patriotic duty."

 

Smoker laughed despite himself. "You're insane."

 

"Perhaps," Shanks conceded. "But I'm also the best fuck you've ever had. Admit it."

 

Smoker couldn't deny it. No one—not Akainu with his burning passion, not Kizaru with his blinding speed, not Aokiji with his cool precision—had ever made him feel the way Shanks had tonight.

 

"Fine," Smoker said at last. "But on one condition."

"Name it."

 

Smoker leaned forward, his face inches from Shanks'. "Next time, you have to take me out to a nice restaurant first. Surviving your dick really works up an appetite. "

Shanks' laughter filled the room once more. He pulled Smoker into a surprisingly tender kiss, sealing their arrangement.

"Deal," he murmured against Smoker's lips. "My boyfriend."

 

The title sent an unexpected thrill through Smoker. He'd been claimed before, but never like this—never by someone who saw him as more than just a prized possession. As Shanks pulled him closer for another kiss, Smoker realized he might have found yet another man worth being loyal to.

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One Piece Yaoi Fanfic- Aokiji and his Bitch

Smoker x Aokiji smut

Tags- interracial, cum facial, abuse

Being a Marine meant being a lapdog for the government. You were to follow orders without complaint and carry out missions with expert skill. Smoker understood this better than anyone. He was always eager to serve his commanders even when they had the most outrageous requests.

Even when they wanted him to become their personal whore.

Smoker's strength and his gruff attitude weren't his only call to fame. Most people knew him for his ginormously round ass that jiggled with every step he made. His subordinates would always stop and stare at Smoker's butt that stretched the fabric of his pants. He couldn't go anywhere without some horny dude talking about his backside. Gossip about Smoker's backside even reached the ears of the admirals and they were immensely intrigued.

It wasn't long before Smoker's duties as a vice admiral were replaced with that of a prostitute. Smoker now spent much of his time getting fucked by his higher-ups and anyone they ordered him to sleep with. Scores of men pillaged his asshole every single day whenever he wasn't busy capturing pirates. Smoker found his new career to be humiliating, but an order was an order. He was loyal to a fault and would sleep with as many men as needed. Smoker was simply following orders. It wasn't like he enjoyed having his cheeks clapped so hard the entire ship trembled and his eyes rolled back while he released lustful moans.

Smoker's latest client was none other than Admiral Aokiji. He was a tad more laid back than the other admirals and actually knew how to be cordial. That didn't stop him from ordering Smoker to meet him in his bed chambers wearing a sailor uniform. Not the kind of uniform that came with a sweater and pair of pants. No, that was far too modest. Aokiji wanted it to be known that Smoker was his bitch so he had him strut around in a midriff-baring sailor-themed crop top and a tiny blue skirt that could barely cover his humongous booty. For the finishing touch, Smoker rubbed his whole body in coconut oil so that his skin glistened under the sun.

Fellow marines gawked at the sight of their captain walking down the halls of Marineford like a common whore. They all whispered to each other about the absurdity of the tower of muscle known as Smoker to dress like such a slut. When they prayed that their strict commander would loosen up a bit, they weren't expecting for his asshole to get loose too!

" Got an issue? It looks like you have something to say." Smoker scowled at the two men eyeing him up. They immediately stopped their gawking and performed a salute.

" No sir! We were just... admiring your amazing taste in fashion, sir! That outfit is extremely flattering on you and really brings out your complexion." The soldier felt his blood run cold from Smoker's piercing gaze. How do you tell your boss that he looks like an absolute smokeshow without getting a busted lip and a pair of broken ribs?

" If you have to stand around and stare, you have time to work. I'm sure there's some combat training you two are long overdue for. Get to it!"

" Yes sir!" The two soldiers scurried off to avoid their captain's wrath. Smoker sighed and gave three knocks on Aokiji's door.

" Smoker reporting for duty... Master." Smoker struggled to get the last part out. It was always so embarrassing.

" Come on in. Make sure to leave the door open." Aokiji's smooth voice brought heat to Smoker's face. He loved all the admirals equally, but Aokiji in particular had the most charming voice. Smoker entered the room and was immediately greeted with the sight of a stark naked Aokiji. His beautiful brown skin and lengthy erection were on full display. Smoker barely had time to admire the perfectly sculpted body before Aokiji barked out a command.

" Get on your knees and worship me. Let me know how badly you want this black dick."

" Yes, master." Smoker went on all fours so that Aokiji could press his bare foot against his cheek like he usually did. The mild scent of foot odor infiltrated Smoker's nose. His back was arched upwards so that his bare cheeks were peeking out from the skirt. "I'm nothing more than a filthy slut meant to serve you. This body is your property and it is a privilege to be fucked by you. Please destroy all of my holes."

It was a script that had been repeated countless times. This was how Aokiji Always wanted to talk to him. A submissive slut who was forever loyal to him.

" Good bitch. That's exactly what I wanted to hear." Aokiji continued to step on Smoker's head, burying his face into the floor. Smoker groaned in pain but secretly enjoyed every minute of it. Being dominated by a man even stronger than him made his cock twitch with excitement. Aokiji crouched down to slap Smoker harshly on both cheeks, making them jiggle. He chuckled when Smoker began sucking his toes like each one was a penis. He was so proud of himself for turning the manly Smoker into his bitch.

" Mhm, that's one fine mouth you got. Guess all these years of sucking dick nonstop blessed you with that amazing tongue. Bring that mouth over to this dick and show me what else it can do." Aokiji stepped closer to the hall and began to stroke his erect manhood. Smoker could only nod his head and crawl over to Aokiji. Taking in his entire dick was hard work even after relaxing his jaw. Smoker would never admit to the other admirals that Aokiji was probably the biggest among them. The amount of chaos that little tidbit would cause would go down in history.

Smoker vulgarly stretched out his lips as he slowly slid the monster-sized dick down his throat. He bobbed his head aggressively on the shaft while saliva drizzled from his mouth. His tongue slithered around the long shaft like a snake looking for its prey. One thing Aokiji liked about Smoker was that he had the cutest dimples that were only noticeable when he was deepthroating him. He also loved how Smoker occasionally slowed down to lock eyes with his master.

" You sucking that dick like you're hungry. Tell me how that dick tastes." Aokiji removed himself from Smoker's mouth and then slapped his member against his face.

" It tastes so fucking amazing, master. Nothing can compare to your glorious black dick."

Smoker's compliment was rewarded with a firm slap across the face. Pain and pleasure fused into one emotion Smoker desperately wanted more of. "You're such a well-trained bitch. I want to show every single Marine that this is your true calling. You're great at catching criminals, but you're even better at catching dick."

Without warning, Aokiji rammed his dick back inside Smoker's mouth. A loud cough erupted from Smoker's throat, but his master couldn't care less. Aokiji grabbed the back of Smoker's head and used the man like a Fleshlight. Smoker tried to remain strong as his throat was attacked by the 11-inch monster. Loud squelching sounds echoed down the halls and alerted any marine who was nearby. Some chose to investigate the source of the noise and were stunned when they saw what it was. Aokiji did not attempt to get them to leave. He even seemed to be turned on by all the attention he received.

Smoker allowed Aokiji's dick to use his mouth like a punching bag. Words couldn't describe how much he loved being debased by his superior. His toes curled and his cock grew hard as Aokiji's warmth invaded him. He could taste the sweaty dick season his tongue and pound the back of his throat. The balls slapping on his chin was the cherry on top. Smoker lost track of time after a while because the next thing he knew, Aokiji had removed his cock and nutted all over his face.

" Now that's what I call a makeover. Don't wipe it off until you get back to your room. I want everyone to see my latest masterpiece. Oh, I almost forgot. I deserve a reward for all the hard work I put in. Hand over your panties."

" Yes, master." Smoker reluctantly removed his panties and placed them in Aokiji's palm. They were sweaty due to Smoker exercising in them two days in a row. Aokiji smirked and held the panties up to his nose to inhale deeply. He smelt Smoker's manly aroma. It was the scent of his property.

" Good bitch. You can expect a payment to be sent to you very soon. It's always a pleasure working with you." Aokiji cackled evil before returning to his room and shutting the door. He added the pair of panties to his collection of items related to Smoker: his cologne bottles, unwashed laundry, pictures of his ass. Aokiji was never going to let that slut leave his grasp.

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One Piece Smoker x Akainu Fanfic- Smoker's Justice

Word count - 779 words of pure gay smut

" Smoker, tell me once more what is your mission." Akainu's baritone voice infiltrated the ears of Smoker during the passionate session. Smoker had been called into Akainu's room for the usual night of sex. The Silver-haired man was naked and on his knees, his plump ass getting mercilessly pounded into by the admiral. Smoker lost count of how many nights he spent getting his hole absolutely destroyed by his boss. The meaty girth harshly slid in and out his tightening walls.

" M-My duty is to serve you with -AH!!- my body the best way I can". Smoker's gravely voice was broken by the occasional moan. He had been Akainu's personal nightcap for several months, but he wasn't sure he could ever get used to the intense fuckings.

Akainu's dick was like a piston slamming against the anus and stretching out the walls. The mighty ten-inch dick always put smoker on the verge of his breaking point. He tried keeping his mouth shut to maintain some dignity, but he couldn't help moaning like a bitch in heat. He felt Akainu smack his booty with enough force to surely leave a bruise. The thought of the strike leaving a handprint made his erection fully bloom. He loved the idea of being branded by his superior.

" I want to hear that ass talk back. Tell daddy exactly how much you love this dick" he continued pounding into the tight hole with enough power to make smoker fart on the shaft. Powerful vibrations rippled down the dick and Akainu got a good whiff of the manly butt odor. Smoker grunted loudly and forced himself to slam his ass pussy back on the dick and clap those cheeks. The dick was hitting him so hard he had no choice but to rip out even more farts. Hot air collided with the dick and each time Akainu smacked his ass.

“ AH FUCK DADDY! You have the best dick on this entire ship. Nobody can cream my pussy like you can. This ass is your property and getting dicked down by you is the greatest honor- OH FUCK YOU’RE KILLING ME HERE!” Smoker felt his face flush bright red as another vulgar moan escaped him. He was supposed to be the stern navy captain his men looked up to, but he felt more like a filthy whore. His mind was consumed with the lust he held for his captain, his symbol of justice. He knew better than anyone else of Akainu's addiction to sex so he took it upon himself to become his living sex toy. If Akainu needed a big ass to plow into every night, so be it. Smoker used his body to serve his justice.

“ That’s a good bitch. Submit to daddy and worship every part of his body”. Akainu was pounding into him with everything he had, making damn well that juicy pussy was clapping on his cock. Smoker felt his walls get destroyed as his booty became a sea of rippling flesh. Akainu Slammed into him with one final thrust when he orgasmed directly into the g-spot, making it overflow with semen.

" AH OH FUCK DADDY GIVE ME YOUR SEED!!!" Smoker bellowed as he too had an orgasm. Akainu tossed Smoker to the ground so he could rub his musty feet on his face while admiring his face down ass up position. Without being told, Smoker grabbed the foot and slid his tongue across the smelly base. He sucked on each individual toe like it was a penis and even lick in between the cracks.

" What a good little cock sleeve you are. Keep bouncing that booty on daddy's dick and he just might give you a raise. Here's a special drink for you." Akainu stroked his still erect dick and kneeled down to point it directly at Smoker's lips. Smoker knew what was about to come so he opened his mouth and waited for the nectar to fill his mouth. A shower of urine spewed from the cockhead and rained down on his tongue. He chugged down as much urine as he could catch and let the rest drench his body. It was almost shameful, the marine captain wallowing in a puddle of urine. His serious demeanor was shattered by Akainu's dick and whenever he entered his room, Smoker was a soldier devoted to serving the admiral with his booty. Akanu smirked, proud of himself for breaking the captain so thoroughly.

He took a picture of smoker in his defiled form and added it to the collection. He was training him to be the best big booty slut the world had ever seen.

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This is true cinema.

this is their dynamic to me 😌

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Jotaro Kujo x Male Reader: I'll Always Protect You

Words- 949

Tags- Jotaro and Reader are 18, hotel sex, smut, black reader, Joseph supports you dating Jotaro, plot what plot, yaoi, comfort

The journey to bring an end to Dio has been a long and arduous one. You and the rest of the Stardust Crusaders fought valiantly against Dio's minions with the scars to prove it. You could still barely believe you were traveling all around the world to kill a vampire just to help out your boyfriend, Jotaro Kujo. You knew that the journey would be extremely dangerous, but you couldn't do anything while his mother wasted away. The group was currently in Malaysia and was resting up in a hotel. Funds were a bit short, so everyone had to share a room. 

When you asked Joseph to let you share a room with Jotaro, he gave you a knowing smile and patted you on the shoulder. "Sure. Just try not to make too much noise." He said before going off to pay the receptionist. You'd be blushing bright red if your dark brown skin would allow.

Did he know? How could he? Jotaro was never public about your relationship. He didn't want to bring any unwanted attention, mostly because there were several homophobic kids at school. He made up for this by being affectionate in private. Even in this race against time, you two had sex whenever you could find a private moment together. God, was Jotaro a wild beast in the bedroom. The others would sometimes notice your odd limp, and you would have to make up lies about still recovering from previous battles.

Speaking of which, Jotaro got hurt quite badly from the latest stand user encounter and was resting up in your bedroom. Guilty consumed you whenever you heard an occasional pained sigh. It felt like you were the reason he got so hurt. Your stand ability was a multi-faceted one that allowed you to enhance the abilities of others and form a protective barrier around one person. The only downside was that you were a sitting duck since the stand lacked any combative abilities, nor did you have Joseph's cunning mind or muscular build. This resulted in the Stardust Crusaders constantly putting their bodies on the line to protect you. Being defended by a squad of extremely handsome men should've been a dream come true, but it was different; they ended up paying the cost.

You turned your eyes away from the TV to watch Jotaro reading a Shonen Jump magazine. He finally took off his bulky school uniform so that he was in his boxers and a simple green shirt. Bandages covered his left inner thigh and his right shoulder. 

"Hey, Jotaro?" You lowered the volume of the TV to a whisper.

"What do you want?" He said gruffly.

"I'm really sorry about earlier. You got hurt because of my weak stand. I'm always needing someone to look out for me while they do all the fighting. It's not right how you guys are always the ones getting hurt while I-"

"Will you quit talking' out of your ass? There isn't anything weak about your stand. Not everyone is meant to be a fighter. We all have our strengths and weaknesses. Your strength is empowering your friends and making sure they're in condition. My strength? It's kicking the ass of anyone who pisses me off."

Jotaro's words sent butterflies fluttering in your chest. He could've been more delicate with his language, but it was just his nature to be incredibly blunt.

"That really means a lot to me. You always know the right words to say to lift my spirits. Couldn't have asked for a better boyfriend."

You joined Jotaro on the bed to plant a wet kiss directly on his lips. Sparks ignited between you two, and passions rose.

Jotaro set aside his magazine to feel up your plump curves and fat behind. A soft moan escaped your lips when he slapped your butt like the dominant alpha that he is.

"Take it off. I need to tap that ass to help me ignore this pain." Jotaro commanded, and you obeyed. You always looked forward to fulfilling his desires. 

Once you were completely naked, Jotaro took out a tube of lubricant he bought on the way to the hotel. He rubbed it all over his light brown penis and rubbed the fluids up your behind. You crouched your ass directly above his groin so you could slowly line up the dick to your hole. All of Jotaro's manhood slithered inside you and stretched your anus to its limits. Jotaro watched you gyrate your hips while you used him like a human dildo. His dick was a behemoth to handle; the way it rearranged your insides and warmed your entire body. You gritted through the pain and bounced that ass like you were in a rap video. 

You couldn't stop yourself from moaning like a little bitch. The dick was just too good. You were worried that the others might've heard your loud moaning, but Jotaro loved every sound you emitted. He spanked your behind and pinched your nipples to get you to squeal even more. Jotaro had the magic touch that always made you weak in the knees. He watched your face scrunch up in ecstasy while your penis bounces all over. Precum was dripping from it and looked almost ready to burst.

After a long night of nonstop fucking, you two finally managed to fall asleep. You lost count of how many times he and you orgasmed, but the housekeeper definitely has their work cut out for them.

The stardust crusaders left the hotel just before 11 in the morning. This nomadic way of living took a lot to adjust to, but it was manageable when you were surrounded by loved ones.

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Yandere Lucas Lee x Male Reader- Burning Jealousy

Tags- toxic relationships, abusive, jealousy,verbal abuse

The incident happened at a red-carpet event you were really looking forward to. Some of Hollywood's finest would there all dressed to the nines to accept awards and party it up afterwards. Lucas Lee of course was one of these people and he brought you along as he was adamant that his boyfriend accompany him everywhere. You were so flattered that Lucas stood by your side even though you felt like an average Joe compared to all the famous stars that populated Hollywood. You should've just been another face in the crowd, but Lucas made you feel part of something greater.

You clapped on with everyone else as Lucas accepted his various awards.

" Best Chest in Cinema"

" Best skater boy"

" Best Whatever"

God, he was such a multi-talented actor. You drank some non-alcoholic champagne as you conversed with the attendees. You caught the eyes of a few directors and actors at the party, all of them male and a few rumored to be gay. They heard through the grapevine that you were quite the dutiful assistant and could help navigate even the most chaotic of schedules. They seem really interested in your talent and even more interested in your chubby body, how your thin hips and fatass were accentuated by your tight pants.

You felt a pair of eyes glaring daggers at you and a strong hand dragged you off before you could say anything. It was Lucas and he was pissed. He shoved you into the bathroom and locked it from inside so nobody could get in.

" Are you fucking cheating on me?" His baritone voice had an authoritarian edge to it. You were used to him sounding like the typical West Coast himbo, but this time he sounded genuinely menacing.

" No babe! I was just talking to some potential business clients. They wanted me to work with them."

" Don't lie to me! I saw them checking out your black ass like you were a piece of meat. Is that what you wanted? I bet you were planning on having an orgy with them so you can get more job opportunities. A whore like you would love that."

No, I swear it's not like that. Babe, I need you to calm down cause right now you're acting crazy."

WHAP!

Lucas quickly slapped you across the face hard enough to leave a handprint.

" Don't you dare call me crazy! Don't act like I haven't noticed how you always wear tight clothes so all the guys can stare at your ass. You walk around the city like such a filthy slut. Don't forget that you're my property and I fucking own you. No other guys can touch you without my permission. Understood?" Lucas gripped your neck with a fierce tenacity. You felt oxygen depleted from your body and a lightheaded sensation overcame you.

" ... Yes... Master." You muttered weakly. Lucas finally let go of your throat and let you breathe in precious air. You went down to your knees and Lucas grabbed you by your coily hair to make you look into his piercing gaze.

" Good. Now show your master some love before he has to put his hands on you again." Lucas ordered. The bulge in his pants throbbed in anger.

Deepthroating Lucas in the bathroom at the Oscars was how you expected to spend your night, but you weren't exactly complaining. You loved Lucas despite his intense jealousy. Those moments when he hit you out of love or barked commands at you sent your heart racing with excitement. You didn't mind when he treated you like property, because seriously, who didn't want to be owned by the Lucas Lee? You were his bitch and you were gonna be a damn good one.

[ Author's Note- Writing Lucas as an abusive boyfriend was so hot even though he's a loveable himbo. I wanna write more abusive x reader stories like this in the future cause dark romance is fun when you're in control of how dark it gets. Feel free to leave any requests for Lucas x reader stories.

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Overwatch Gay Fanfic- Stardom

Summary - Gabriel is a gay pornstar celebrity who wants the power bottom Hanzo to be his partner

Gabriel and Hanzo were celebrity-level actors within the Overwatch porn agency and the gay porn industry in general. Gabriel was famous for his smug and dominating attitude while Hanzo captivated countless men with his alluring submissiveness. Hanzo having the biggest measured ass in the history of the industry made him an attention grabber from the moment he went behind the camera. This attention didn't fail to catch the eye of Gabriel who knew he only deserves the best of the best. He was going to make Hanzo his costar and the two would become the ultimate power couple.

Gabriel swaggered through the hallways of Overwatch like he owned the place and his mind, he practically did. Overwatch was one of the most elite gay porn studios in the world and hosted no shortage of adult icons. Gabriel, in particular, stood out for being the most recognizable top out there. He had charmed thousands of fans with his arrogant and boastful attitude. He knew he was the best and didn't try to hide it. His costars loved getting fucked by an aggressive top and he lived to surpass expectations.

It was that attitude that landed him the lead role in so many Overwatch movies. Even with all his fame, there was something he missed. He lacked a stable partner. Every popular pornstar seemed to have a costar they collabed with regularly or even dated. Gabriel just alternated over the big booty bitches his agency gave him and called it a day. Most guys couldn't fully handle his intensity and Gabriel thought nobody could truly please him until he met him.

" Okay spill it. Who the fuck is this hoe and how do I get him over here?" Gabriel shoved a poster into the face of his agent. It had Hanzo wearing nothing but a leotard while laying on a bed with his ass arched upwards. Text reading "An Ass You Can't Forget!" hung above him.

" That's Hanzo Shimada, Mr . Reyes. He's a rising talent among bottom pornstars. He has the biggest ass in the industry, maybe even in the country, so just about every top has him on their to-do list. I'm surprised you haven't heard of him already." The agent replied.

"That's what I was saying! You should've hooked me up with him the second he made his debut. Imagine how far my career will go once I make him my bitch. We'll be the best couple the world's ever seen! God, it's gonna be fucking great seeing how many lonely virgins fill up my bank account." Gabriel stroked his goatee as he daydreamed of his future success.

" Well, sir it's not that easy. Hanzo is very busy just like all the other workers and it would be hard to make your schedules fit. Just this week, Hanzo took on 11 clients and I heard he has room for more."

Gabriel angrily pressed his finger against the agent's chest while staring daggers at him. " You're gonna find a way to make it work cause I ain't letting this opportunity pass. It's for his own good anyway. An ass that big deserves to get fucked by the king."

The agent sighed at Gabriel's usual bravado but followed through with the man's request. He contacted Hanzo's agent and spoke with him for upwards of an hour to clear some room in Hanzo's schedule. His hard work paid off and the two actors had a lunch date scheduled for the following Saturday.

Gabriel arrived at the cafe location looking his best. His hair was buzzed at the sides and curled on the top, his goatee was neatly trimmed and he wore expensive designer clothes. Dressing to impress was his way of life. Hanzo entered the scene being similarly well dressed. He had on a dark blue floral shirt and a pair of daisy dukes that made his voluptuous thighs obvious. Gabriel grew rock hard on the spot.

" Pleasure to meet you, Gabriel. I heard you're quite a big fan of mine." Hanzo shook hands with Gabriel before sitting down.

" Heh, well I only found out about you recently. As soon as I saw that giant ass, I knew you had to be mine. I don't think I've seen a star who worships dick as much as you do. You have this cute, innocent aura, but you're the horniest slut around. I need someone like that as my costar."

" I'm flattered. I'm also a fan of how aggressive you are. You always have your costars moaning at the top of their lungs with their eyes rolled back in pleasure. You thoroughly destroy every ass you come into contact with."

" Looks like you know what's up. We're the best of both worlds. We can pull in a huge increase of viewers if we do a collab. Our fans would pay bucket loads to see this." Gabriel bragged.

" That seems to be true. We're the best at what we do so I imagine our fans would be on board"

" It's official then. Meet me in my hotel room early tomorrow so we can start filming." Gabriel extended his hand for Hanzo to shake, which he did.

It was the following morning and it was time to shoot the big movie. Gabriel sat on his bed wearing only a speedo that hugged his huge bulge. He sat in excitement to begin his highly anticipated movie. He perked his head up when he heard the doorknob turn and grinned widely at his visitor.

Hanzo walked inside wearing an open crotch black lace leotard connected to a pair of stockings. The outfit complimented all his curves and made his ass seem larger than it already was.

" Did you deadass walk through the lobby wearing that?" Gabriel asked eagerly.

" Sure did. I had to pleasure a few of the tenants before I got here. They just couldn't keep their hands off me." Hanzo walked over to Gabriel with sperm dripping down his leg. "That's my slut." Gabriel chuckled before kissing Hanzo right on the lips. Hanzo returned the gesture; making sure the kiss lasted well over a minute. The cameraman had fun zooming in on their tongue play .

" Looks like someone's eager to taste some of this chocolate. How about you clap those cheeks for daddy. It'll get me in the mood." Gabriel pulled on Hanzo's nipple with barely suppressed excitement. The two cuddled up on the bed, touching every inch of skin they could. Gabriel caressed up Hanzo's thighs while Hanzo felt up Gabriel's abs.

" Okay bitch. Time for the main attraction. We both got what each other needs." Gabriel slightly tugged his speedo down and let Hanzo do the rest. Hanzo squatted his fat ass directly over the cock and propped it up carefully. He gently lowered his butt onto the rising erection until it entered his anus. Hanzo had already lubricated his ass with a fine strawberry gel. Gabriel groaned lowly once he felt the anus squeeze on his member.

" Damn, your ass is mad hungry for this dick! Get to bouncing and show me what you're about." Gabriel slapped both thighs before resting his hands behind his head. Hanzo quickly got to work pounding his ass on the cock, making the bed quiver.

His two round cheeks were bouncing so fiercely on that dick. Hanzo used all his experience of being a hoe to grind his ass all over Gabriel. Gabriel gritted his teeth from the wondrous joy of having his dick dive into the wettest hole he ever met. Hanzo went above and beyond all his expectations. The perfect blend of a tight ass and slimy lube made for a satisfied cock.

Hanzo's small cock flapped widely with each bounce of his legs. Waves of euphoria were coursing through him every time the dick entered his rectum. His cheeks were clapping furiously from the big dick destroying his hole. The pleasure was so great that his bladder was soon going out of control. He tried to hold it in, but small sprinkles of urine started streaming out. Hanzo wanted to stop and go to the bathroom, but he was too mesmerized by the cock to even stand. He could only cover his mouth as he prepared for the inevitable.

Piss shot out uncontrollably from his cock and splashed right onto Gabriel. The top was stunned by the sudden yellow shower pouring in his face. The cameraman was frozen in horror; knowing how scary Gabriel could be when he let his temper go.

" Oh my God Gabe I'm so sorry! I was just so caught up in the moment and-"

" Hush. I didn't tell you to stop bouncing that ass. Your ass is too thick to be mad at, but give me a warning next time." Gabriel gripped Hanzo's hips and instructed him to continue his performance. Hanzo didn't miss a beat; making his cheeks clap with all the energy of before.

It was clear on their smug faces that both men were loving every second of the sex. Hanzo hung his mouth open while belting out his signature moans. He was like a wild beast in heat.

" Oh thank you, daddy! Nobody fucks me like you do! Give me more of your big Hispanic dick! Ahhhhh!!!" Hanzo screamed.

" Yeah, and I can't get enough of your fat pussy! I can tell it's hungry from the way it's talking back!" Gabriel laughed. Even when covered in his own piss and a huge dick up his ass, Hanzo had such an innocent look I'm his face.

" Get ready for Daddy's seed cause I'm about to blow!" Gabriel turned Hanzo over on his back so he could put all his body weight into each stroke. Hanzo hugged Gabriel tightly with his legs wrapped around his back. The two sex fanatics kissed each other roughly while the ass was getting demolished. The cameraman shot from an angle where Hanzo's ass looked like two gelatinous mountains getting crushed by a large dick from overhead.

" AAAHHHHH FUCK!" Gabriel and Hanzo screamed in unison when they reached a dual climax. Gabriel laid on top of his co-star covered in a mix of their bodily fluids. They looked into the eyes of each other and saw lust intermingle with love.

" Ready for round two?" Gabriel asked.

" I have enough stamina to last all day. I wouldn't mind having a sex marathon for weeks in a row if you're my partner." Hanzo replied.

The two pornstars giggled and began the first step of their relationship.

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Me when writing extremely kinky plotless gay smut:

Me when trying to write a serious story with actual plot and characters:

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My Hero Academia Fanfic-To Catch a Phantom Thief

( Endeavor x Gentle Criminal)

Enji Todoroki was a name every criminal in London was well familiar with. He was one of the finest detectives in the city and moved to London from Japan with glowing recommendations from his colleagues. His astute mind and passion for justice allowed him to crack even the most vexing of cases. Besides his intellect, his extremely muscular body was another aspect that many people clamored over. He was built more like a bodybuilder rather than an investigator. It was thanks to his years of practicing karate to the black belt level that he had such a chiseled physique. Many of his colleagues would stop to stare at the massive dick print that raged in his tight pants every day.

Despite all the positives in his life, there was still something deeply bothering Enji. He had yet to capture the elusive phantom thief known as Gentle Criminal. The dapper robber had stolen several prized valuables from various museums and jewelry stores in England. He mostly went after gemstones and jewelry but has been noted to steal the occasional artifact. The only trace of evidence he ever leaves behind is a pink calling card with his alias on it. Enji only managed to catch sight of Gentle Criminal once during a heist he almost succeeded in stopping. Enji arrived just in time to see Gentle leave the museum through a glass ceiling that was opened. Enji was a full moon that night and it wasn't the celestial object. Gentle Criminal wore little more than a black leotard with high-heeled boots. Enji caught sight of the largest ass to ever grace his eyes. Two massive flesh-colored melons were snuggly kept by the thin line of the leotard. Never before had Enji been so envious of a piece of fabric. It was love at first sight for him. He needed to tap that ass by any means necessary.

Enji studied Gentle's movements with the eyes of a hawk. He learned what type of jewels he valued the most and predicted which store was the most likely to be targeted next. Putting faith into his knee intellect, Enji chose a highly acclaimed jewelry store that was well known for its professional security. He knew that Gentle would be drawn to the challenge. Thieves like him always were. Enji alerted the store owner to advertise the latest Ruby display case. The gemstone was fairly larger than an average one so this would've been a heist worth more than any previous one.

Gentle Criminal entered the Midas Jewelry store with expert finesse like the sky Fox that he is. There were some security guards taking watch, but it was easy enough to knock them out with tranquilizer darts. The security system was also easy to bypass since he had a friend from the underground who hacked into all the cameras and shut them down. Nothing was going to stop him from pulling off this heist. As he approached the center of the store, he saw a great big ruby encased in a glass dome. Gentle's mouth salivated at the sight of the precious mineral. It was only inches away from being within his grasp.

He moved forward to remove the protective glass, but his arm was stopped by a firm hand with a strong grasp.

" That's as far as you go, Gentle Criminal. Your little heist is over. Your ass is going behind bars for all the valuables you stole." Enji spoke in his gruff tone while grabbing Gentle from behind. He had been lying in wait inside a secret compartment of the store. There was a secret door that could only be opened if you knew where to look for it. It led to a small room with a one-way mirror that allowed one to view the center of the store completely undetected.

" Inspector Enji Todoroki. I'd like to say it's an honor to meet you, but I can't exactly do that from this position. Perhaps you can turn me around so I can get a better look at your handsome face." Even under the threat of being arrested, Gentle still maintained his polite and chipper attitude.

" Enough with the small talk. You'll end up serving a mighty long sentence once you're charged for all your heists."

" Well, we both know that won't be happening. A body like this is far too beautiful to waste away in a prison, don't you agree?" Gentle began moving his hips back so that his butt rubbed against Enji's crotch. The detective's face immediately turned scarlet just like his flaming red hair. Any thoughts of his mission were soon replaced by the gentlemanly beauty standing in front of him. Gentle's ass was even more marvelous in person. The moonlight reflected off the pale cheeks as if the moon itself wanted to highlight how incredible the ass was. The black lace leotard was completely smothered by the two cheeks. Enji grabbed them and they felt as soft as a marshmallow. Enji was perplexed by how a man could grow this thick, yet alone be nimble enough to pull off several heists with all that weight in his butt.

" Mhmm, what a firm grip you have. I'm sure you agree it would be a huge waste not to indulge in this moment rather than let me be the plaything of some prisoners. You could have this juicy booty all to yourself and nobody would be any wiser." Gentle had turned his body around so that he could seductively whisper into Enji's ear before giving it a sharp nibble.

" I...." It was hard for Enji to form any words when all the blood in his brain migrated to his dick. He took immense pride in his work, but he would be a fool not to take Gentle up on his offer. An ass like this was meant to be fucked day in and day out. What was Gentle doing stealing jewels when he could've been stealing the sperm of every man in London? Even the straightest of men would pay good men to fuck him senseless.

" Follow me." Enji grabbed Gentle by the wrist and dragged him to an employee backroom. He made double sure that the door was locked and moved a table in front of the door in case Gentle tried escaping. Enji then began disrobing himself with frantic speed. Now it was Enji's turn to have his body fawned over. Gentle was starstruck by Enji's towering body that was rippling with muscles on every inch. Even more impressive was the ten-inch dick standing erect between his legs. It was a behemoth of an organ that deserved nothing less than the biggest of butts.

" Oh my! It looks like I have my work cut out for me." Gentle slowly removed his heeled boots before doing the same to his tight leotard. Now that he was in the nude, Enji noticed that Gentle was rather rotund. His chubby belly hung above his small penis and his ample fat made his hips look even more alluring. Gentle carried his weight perfectly and was proud of it.

It didn't take long for the two to get down to business. Enji found a towel to lay on the floor so Gentle could get into doggy-style position. Enji took a moment to stare at the awe-inspiring perfection of the booty. This ass would soon be his property. As he began tapping his throbbing cock against the plump cheeks, he was surprised to find out that Gentle had already lubed his butt full of Ky jelly.

" You dirty whore. You've been wanting this dick from the beginning," Enji chuckled while giving harsh slaps to both cheeks to leave his handprints on them. He then wiggled his ginormous manhood into the hungry anus and went wild. It was like his entire life was leading up to this moment. Gentle's anus was tighter and wetter than what he could've predicted. The hole clung to his dick like it was made for him. Enji curled his toes and began pumping into him with devastating strokes. He hammered into the thief relentlessly with so much force that the entire room seemed to be shaking. Gentle was moaning so loud that Enji was almost worried someone on the streets would hear it. Enji didn't care too much though. Those slutty moans only made his sex drive skyrocket even further.

" Yass Enji your dick is simply the best! It feels so fucking good in my slutty hole! This ass is all yours!" Gentle cried out while his cheeks clapped loud enough to echo throughout the store.

" It doesn't sound very gentlemanly of you to talk like that. You sound like a vulgar whore." Enji teased. He delivered another slap to the cheeks, this time with much more force. It elicited a painful yelp from the bottom.

" Who does this booty belong to?" Enji held a commanding tone in his voice.

" You! This booty is your property! Make me your bitch and make this ass talk back!" Gentle yelled at the top of his lungs. His eyes were rolling to the back of his head as his carnal desire took him over.

" That's what the fuck I wanted to hear! This ass belongs to me and nobody else!" Enji roared. His dick furiously attacked the ass like they were mortal enemies. Enji was surprised that Gentle kept his hole so tight since he was certain he was getting fucked every single week with a body this blessed by the gods. The warm hole enveloped his entire length and had his nerves spiraling. Gentle's flabby stomach was bouncing almost as much as his ass was from how brutally Enji fucked him. The man could lay down pipe better than any other man who fucked him.

Gentle could never forget the day he first saw Enji's handsome face in the newspaper. All the tabloids praised him as the best detective in the city and listed his several achievements. Danjuro, gentle criminal's real name, fell head over heels with Enji once he saw that face. A man that handsome sent his heart racing with love. He needed to have Enji in his life no matter the cost. Gentle immediately knew the best way to capture his target. The best way to catch a detective's attention was obviously by committing some crimes.

Gentle threw his ass back on the dick with all the power his chubby thighs could muster. Being fucked by the man he loved was a dream come true. His heart pumped with so much excitement it felt like it was going to burst. Immense pressure began building up in his groin. He at first thought it was an orgasm, but the droplets of urine racing down his legs told him otherwise.

" I- I'm going to piss myself. Your dick is just too good for me to control my bladder." Gentle stopped moaning just long enough to give Enji a warning. He anticipated to see how the gruff detective would react. He hoped a man who exuded so much testosterone wouldn't be put off by some bodily fluids.

Enji moved his right hand to fondle Gentle's micropenis which was blasting off a torrent of urine like no tomorrow. Perhaps he shouldn't have had so much tea before the heist. Enji let Gentle piss all over his hand before Enji moved the penis so that Gentle was pissing on his stomach. Enji grinned widely as he stroked the leaking faucet of a penis.

" Look at what a filthy whore you are. Your pussy is making such a mess of this place. I feel sorry for the janitor who has to clean up your filth." Enji continued to drill into the fat ass while piss was splashing all over them. Loud sounds of ass clapping and splitting moans reverberated through the room in a beautiful symphony. Enji eventually reached his orgasm and flooded Gentle's fat butt with his warm semen.

" That was... That was fucking amazing." Enji huffed out. He was utterly exhausted after the brutal fucking he delivered.

" Agreed. My rear is definitely going to be sore in the morning, but it's well worth it. Perhaps you can take me to your house to rest up." Gentle chuckled.

" Inviting a phantom thief to my house? I think not. At least not for now. I'll tell the officers that you never arrived. I want you to quit this thievery business and become my official cocksleeve. You'll find it much more reward than any amount of jewels." Enji spoke in his usual commanding tone.

" Now that's an interesting career change. You'll need immense stamina to be my partner, however. I expect nothing less than the most savage of fucking every. Single. Day." Gentle kissed Enji on his lips in a passionate embrace, cementing their newfound relationship. Gentle wouldn't be pulling off heists anymore, but he just managed to steal the most valuable gem of them all; Enji's heart.

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I'll never forget the time Steven Universe made an anti-racism PSA where Amethyst and some kids point out how stupid it is to use fantasy racism to distract from the actual racism real people face. How don't care how progressive a writer thinks they are just cause they wrote a book where elves are oppressed or humans are mean to dragons. To combat racism, you have to address it directly. Miss me with those half-baked allegories.

To any one piece fans reading this, stop gassing up Oda to be some ultra progressive anti-racist activist just cause he wrote the fishman island arc. Especially when he's still struggling to draw dark skin characters consistently.

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I really hate how there's such a double standard when it comes to writers doing fanfic commissions. Nobody bats an eye when someone makes a career out of doing fanart and rakes in ad revenue from a cover song, but wanting to monetize fanfic is taking it too far? Literature is a valid form of art just like anything else. I hate how writers are always expected to play the role of a starving artist. Readers don't bother to leave comments and the moral police doesn't want us earning any sort of money. Screw copyright and screw gatekeepers. Indie creators deserve to be paid.

With all that said, hit up my dms if you wanna commission me for a gay smut story or even some fluff.

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Lucas Lee x Chubby Male Reader

The Yassification of Lucas Lee

Summary - While giving Lucas a mani-pedi, you can't help admiring the smell of his feet.

Tags- foot fetish, foot worship, spa, body odor, salon, pedicure, manicure, makeup, chubby reader

You loved how Lucas was never afraid to tap into his feminine side despite how much testosterone he radiated daily. The dude loved getting manipedis a lot more than the typical guy. Everything about the man was perfectly sculpted: his perfect jawline, chiseled muscles, and charming stubble. It only makes sense that his nails be no less perfect. It wasn't like Lucas needed any effort to be beautiful though. He could roll straight out of bed and pull off the ruggedly handsome look without trying.

Who better to tend to his nails than his adoring boyfriend and assistant? You felt grateful that you grew up practicing your skills on friends and Mannequin parts. Lucas expected no less than professional talent and you were just the man for the job. You soaked his hands in green tea water before massaging them with vanilla lotion from Bath and Body Works. His hands were calloused from several years of starring in action movies. It was a delight to smooth them over with your delicate technique. You then began filing down his nails so that they were all even. Once that was all done, you applied cuticle oil to each finger, followed by a clear base coat, a black glitter polish, and then a top coat for a finishing touch. You definitely slayed with this one.

"Damn (Y/N), you definitely got some magic fingers. You're as good as some professional nail techs I've been to. That's some awesome technique." Lucas said. Hearing your boyfriend compliment you like that was enough to bring a rosy blush to your cheeks. Especially since he has a baritone voice that oozed manliness with each word he spoke. You certainly were blessed to have him.

Next on your agenda was tending to his feet. His sweaty, musty, manly feet. This is what you've been looking for all day. You crouched to the ground to remove Lucas' Vans shoes and were immediately hit with a ripe odor. Skateboarding and doing action movie stunts every week really builds up a sweat, something you were grateful for. You grew hard just from smelling the manly odor.

"You're one kinky little slut. I knew something was up when all my favorite socks started going missing." Lucas smirked at you and hunched forward to slap your plump bottom. A soft whimper escaped your lips.

"Well, this is Hollywood after all. Everyone here has a kinky side to them." You said.

"True that. And nobody in Hollywood has a better-smelling pair of feet than mine. Give them the epic tongue bath they deserve." 

Lucas wiggled his precious little piggies, daring you to suckle on them. You obliged.

You sucked on each toe like it was a dick. Your tongue slid between the soft digits before skating across the sweaty sole. His musky aroma was all over your face. You felt him inside your mouth and it tasted better than any food.

"That's a good slut. Keep licking my feet just like that. Your tongue has the golden touch." Lucas used one foot to press it against the side of your face. He ground your face against the floor while the odor of his smelly foot continued to fill your nostrils. Lucas admired the sight of seeing your chubby body bent over while your fat ass was arched upwards. It always got his blood racing.

He eventually allowed you to get started on the pedicure. 

He laid his feet in the pedicure machine that was soaked with lavender soap. Once the feet were done soaking, you scraped his calluses and rubbed lotion all over the feet before painting the nails black.

Lucas put his socks and shoes back on before patting you on the head like you were his dog or something. "You should let me treat you to a glow-up one day. You're a lot more beautiful than you think." His hands cupped around your cheeks before going down to massage your man-boobs and rotund belly. The hottest guy in Hollywood was a total chubby chaser, and you couldn't have been any happier.

" Before we head out, can I do your make-up? I always wanted to see what a baddie version of you would look like." You asked.

Lucas glared at you with an arched brow. " I don't know babe. Getting my nails done is one thing but I have an image to keep. I'm supposed to give off daddy energy, not mommy energy."

You chuckled at his choice of words. " Pleeeeeease? You can wipe it off as soon of as I'm done. I just think you'll look so cute with it on."

Lucas couldn't say no whenever you begged like a whiny puppy. You were just to cute to resist. He begrudgingly let you work your magic on his face. You lifted his lashes, gave him dark purple eyeliner, a rosy red blush and bubblegum pink lip gloss that sparkled radiantly. Holding back laughter, he snapped a photo of Lucas of added it to your private folder. Lucas grabbed a mirror to check out your latest masterpiece.

" Hmph. I'm definitely serving cunt with this look."

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Lucas Lee x Male Reader - A lustful Massage

Words- 792

Tag- Smut, gay erotica , yaoi/Bara, gay fiction, blowjob, oil massage

Being the personal assistant of Hollywood's biggest heartthrob meant that you were seriously busy most days of the week. You had to schedule meetings, get his morning coffee, talk to directors, and a whole bunch of other chores that would drive the average man insane. You didn't mind it though. Being so close to Lucas was a dream come true. 

You got to touch all of his dirty laundry that he made you clean even though it's not technically in your job description.  A steadily growing collection of his smelly socks and underwear are hidden in your room. Lucas has an entire walk-in closet stuffed with designer clothes so it's not like he'll notice. There's tons of people who would kill to own Lucas' sweaty clothes and you get to have them for free.

You also get to live in an upscale mansion with him so you can wait on him hand and foot at any moment. This included giving him naked oil massages every week. What more could you ask for?

" Mhmm you have awesome technique, (Y/N). You really know how to loosen my muscles." Lucas said as you rubbed lemongrass oil onto his perfect skin. He was laying on his stomach which gave you a perfect view of his broad shoulders, muscular back, and ginormous ass. Lucas was a living model of the perfect man.

You slathered the lemongrass oil across his wide back before smoothing out the tension in his shoulders. You kneaded the muscles gently yet firmly, making sure you gave your lover the treatment he deserved. His gruff moans entered your ears and made you feel a burning heat between your legs.

" That really hits the spot, bro. What's the agenda for today? You know I like keeping myself busy."

You cleared your throat and began to speak. " You're scheduled for a 40 minute skate session in the skate park followed by an autograph signing at a local cafe. You'll probably end up taking off your shirt and flexing your muscles like you usually do. Then have a meet and greet with several other actors who want you on their podcast. You'll then go to a sauna, watch a baseball game, go star in a sports-wear commercial...."

You read out a long list of activities that never seemed to end. It was no secret that Lucas needed constant mental stimulation to keep himself from getting bored. He was the type of man that only knew how to live in the fast lane.

" Mhmm sounds like a perfect schedule. Add in a trip to the gym and a tan salon in there. Gotta look my best for the camera." Lucas said.

You glided your hands lower on Lucas' body. He flipped over so that you could tend to the front of his body. Your took your time fondling his huge pecs, squeezing them tightly and even nibbling on the nipples. Lucas snickered and caressed your chubby cheeks. It was love at first ever since you were hired as his assistant. You were an attractive and friendly worker with beautiful dark brown skin. Lucas couldn't have asked for a better assistant.

Once the pecs were done, Lucas already knew what was coming next. You gripped his long girthy cock and began to gently stroke the shaft. Your fingers rubbed and caressed every inch of skin they could. Lucas laughed  and casually rested his hands underneath his head.

You fondled his balls while jerking him off at a quicker pace. Loud squelching noises circulated in the air, bringing pleasure to your ears. You gently tapped the cock on your salivating tongue before making the entire length disappear like a magic trick. Your head bobbed violently, sending saliva flying in every direction. If it was for the hottest guy in Hollywood, you'd gladly become a throat goat.

Soft moans escaped from Lucas' lips. He patted you on the head while calling you cute pet names while you sucked his soul from his dick. You were surprised you could manage to fit that monstrosity of dick in your mouth. Maybe that's the power of love. Your tongue coiled around the length while you fondled his balls and puckered your lips at the end of the shaft. Streams of saliva heavily poured from your mouth. The two of you locked eyes in an intimate encounter. Lucas eventually orgasmed all over your face like he usually did. He thought that your were the cutest with his semen covering your face.

Lucas took out his phone he kept on the counter and snapped your photo and added it to the ever growing collection. " You gonna have to rearrange my schedule, babe. You gotta make sure we get enough personal time~❤️"

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Thank you ikuhara kunihiko for being the based queer version of nisioisin the world needs 💙

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