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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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glad to see you like my idea! and sure! go right ahead!

Hi there, just wanted to let you know I uploaded the story on my tumblr page. Hope you enjoy it.

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Guilty Gear Tf Story- Becoming Sol and Leo

Author's Note- This was anon request that wanted me to write a story about two guys transforming into Sol and Leo from guilty gear. I thought it was hot concept and had a lot of fun writing it. I'm always open to taking requests for gay smut involving buff men.

If there's one thing Brad couldn't get enough of, it was fighting games. He grew up playing legendary titles like Street Fighter, Tekken, and King of Fighters. The game series that currently caught his eye was Guilty Gear. He invited his boyfriend Noah over to his college dorm so they could play a couple of rounds.

" Remind me again you invited me to play a fighting game all things?" Noah asked. He was a portly man with a chubby body, short white hair and a pair of glasses. He'd much rather have his head buried in a book than a game.

" 'Cause fighting games are the peak of entertainment, especially when you have a friend to play it with!" Brad beamed. He was a whole foot taller than Noah and had a more toned body.

" I fail to see the appeal of mindlessly mashing buttons until the opponent's health bar deplenishes."

" It's only button mashing if you're a noob at it! There's tons of sweet combos and strategy that goes into a good game. I finally bought Guilty Gear Strive, the apex of the genre. This game is definitely gonna let you see the light." Brad held the game case in the air like it was a holy grail.

Noah simply rolled his eyes at his boyfriend's goofiness. Brad booted the game up and went to the character selection screen. He went with his favorite character Sol Badguy. He loved the guy's confident attitude and badass fighting still. Noah had no idea who any of these characters were so he just followed his gut. Leo Whitefang looked pretty tough and he ess incredibly handsome so he gave him a shot.

Despite his love for the genre, Brad wasn't even all that good at playing Guilty Gear. His fighting style was sloppy and Noah was getting the edge on him just by button-mashing. It was kinda embarrassing on his part. He was the one who was supposed to have all the experience.

Their intense game session would eventually end in a draw between them. " See? I told you fighting games don't take any skill. You couldn't beat me even with all your talent." Noah goaded.

" I ugh... I was just going easy on you 'cause you aren't used to these types of games. I could've easily destroyed you with perfect health!" Brad said.

Brad was about to suggest to them a rematch when he felt his body heat up for a moment. The two men felt a sudden surge of energy wash over them. Noah was the first to notice the changes in his body. His round belly began to flatten, the excess fat migrating to his behind. His already shapely rear blossomed into a watermelon-sized booty you could stack a plate on. Washboard abs appeared on his stomach and any remaining fat was transferred to his pecs. No longer was Noah's hair a short white bob. It shifted into a wild mess of dirty blonde hair that spiked at the end. His cute chubby cheeks went away also. They got replaced by a chiseled jawline that held a sharp chinstrap beard. Completing the transformation was a black vest over a white collar shirt, a long orange jacket, and a pair of white pants.

Brad's transformation was no less dramatic. He was now sporting a long brown ponytail, a dog tag necklace that rested on his beefy chest, a badass-looking red jacket, and white jeans. He had become the spitting image of Sol Badguy save for one major improvement. Sol from the games was known for being a top-heavy guy, but this version of him had a thick set of thighs to compliment the rest of his body. His ass was of course ginormous just like Leo's.

" What in the world just happened!?" Noah exclaimed as he looked at his new body in astonishment.

" Dude I think that game disc must've been magic or something! We just turned into the hottest guys in gaming!" Instead of being shocked, Brad took the whole thing in stride. He just turned into one of his biggest videogame crushes. He now had the type of body other guys could only dream of. He stood in front of his full-length mirror to flex his epic muscles.

" This is horrible!" Leo exclaimed. " I don't know what kind of weird magic that seller used, but you need to get him to turn us back. I can't be seen looking like this!" Noah was obviously distraught. He looked like one of the himbos from the gay porn doujins Brad often showed him. Super muscular bodies with the biggest of butts. He remembered reading a short takezamurai doujin where Leo was a prostitute and a Devilbrew fanfiction where Leo made porn movies with Sol as his boyfriend. Since Noah didn't know a single thing about Leo's lore, he could only see the character as a massive whore. He wondered if others would see him in the same light.

" Bro, this is literally the coolest thing that could happen to us. These bodies are too hot to let go to waste."

Brad, or rather, Sol, pressed his chest against his boyfriend and looked deeply into his eyes. The two were locked in. The sexual tension couldn't understated.

Noah tried to back away, but Sol grabbed him by the crotch and began to gently rub the area. " Doesn't this turn you on? You were all bricked up when you read those doujins with me. You know you like it."

" I don't..." Noah tried to deny it, but his pleasure was evident from his blushing red face. Sol definitely was an incredibly attractive man that made him hard. He then felt Sol grab his ass, roughly squeezing both cheeks. The cheeks were so big they couldn't even fit in his hands. Noah had never been treated like this before. Maybe this was the big change he always needed. Sol kissed him on the lips while continuing to fondle with his genitals. It made Leo go weak in the knees having such a buff man feel him up.

The next thing Leo knew, he was in the bedroom getting his fat cheeks clapped by Sol. Sol fucked him furiously with all the power of a Gear. Leo's walls stood no chance against him. Leo felt his anus get crushed and his organs get rearranged by the dick of his dreams. His cheeks clapped rhythmically like it was some type of Morse code to tell Sol how good the dick was. Sol clearly understood the code and replied by slapping the ass hard enough to make them red.

The two men were virgins until recently, but they were fucking like pros. Maybe the game disc blessed them with incredible sex skills as a bonus. Their dorm neighbors surely heard all their moaning, clapping and ass squelching through those thin walls. If they knew all that noise was coming from video game characters come to life, they'd probably film the sex and show it to all their friends.

After an hour of nonstop fucking, their lovemaking had reached a dramatic finish. Sol and Leo blew their loads at the same time and drenched each other in their fluids. They were so high from all that amazing sex they could barely think straight.

" Now do you see the awesomeness of fighting games?" Sol asked with ragged breathing.

Leo smirked and kissed his lover on the lips. " Oh most definitely. Men from fighting games are just built different. "

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It was time for one of the biggest gaming conventions of the year so of course Sol and Leo made sure to be there. They swaggered all around the venue showing off their "cosplay" and letting eager fans take selfies with them. They were spitting images of the real Sol and Leo except for their much more revealing attire. Sol modified his black shirt to be a crop top that barely covered his pecs and his white jeans were now booty shorts that might as well have been a thong. Leo had done the same thing to his outfit so that they were matching. Total relationship goals.

" Now that has got to be the best cosplay I've seen yet." Leo turned around and couldn't believe what he was seeing. It was his voice actor Jamieson Prince! Standing next to him was David Forseth, the voice of Sol! Sol and Leo stood there with shocked expressions.

" You guys really knocked it out of the park with this one," David said. " You totally look like our characters!"

" Agreed. I don't remember Leo being quite so proactive, however." Jamieson said.

" I like it tho. It's kinda like they're paying tribute to the gay community. Is that the vibe you guys were going for?" David asked.

" ....Uh yeah totally! We take our cosplay super seriously and we're gay af so we wanted to combine our two passions." Sol said.

" We're really big fans of your work so if it isn't too much to ask, could we have your autographs? Preferably one on paper and another on our butts." Leo said.

" Now that's a request I don't get everyday. You guys deserve it for your outstanding job." Jamieson smiled.

The two actors handed the lovers paper autographs before writing their names on their gelatinous butts. They were even generous enough to take pictures for them so they could see their butt autographs. Sol and Leo never thought the day would come when they got to interact with their voice actors and they couldn't be any happier that it actually happened.

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cool! I was thinking about a couple, one's a hardcore GG fanboy and the other doesn't get GG-- or by extension fighting games-- at all. One day the hater decides to give the game a try. The fanboy's overjoyed (but he also sucks at the game) the match ends in a tie which then kickstarts the TF. The fanboy into Sol and hater into Leo. With the former loving every second of it and the latter trying to reject it but can't fight back the pleasure. With Sol making it worse by groping him, or sucking him off or smacking his ass. Just trying to sexually frustrate him as much as possible. With the TF concluding once the both climax.

Now that's definitely a hot idea! I'll get started on it right away. Thanks for contacting me, it's always nice finding someone who enjoys Sol and Leo. I'll post a link to the story on my tumblr page so stay tuned.

Is it ok if I add an epilogue where Sol and Leo go to a cosplay convention and get complimented for their "outfits" by their voice actors?

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I read your himbofication fic on Ao3 and thought it was hot as fuck. Are you down for character transformations as well? Like some random guy getting beefed up into a hunk like Sol or Leo Whitefang.

That actually sounds like a cool idea! I'd be willing to make a sol badguy or Leo transformation story if you have any ideas.

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One Piece Yaoi Fanfic- Crashing Waves ( Zoro x Shanks)

Throughout all the seas, the greatest treasure in the world has always been booty. All pirates clamored for the opportunity to have a big booty sex worker for all their mates to enjoy. One green haired man in particular yearned to be the best sex worker the world has ever seen. He was Roronoa Zoro. Trained by none other than Mihawk, Zoro grew his ass to massive proportions and garned a hefty stream of horny clients.

Shanks laid in his bed cabin in eager anticipation for his guest. He had sent out a letter to one of the most famous sex workers of the seas and he was expected to arrive today. Shanks passed time by reading a favorite book of his until he heard a knock at the door. His eyes lit up with excitement once he heard that anticipated sound. Truth be told, Shanks already knew several minutes in advance when his guest would come thanks to his perfected Haki.

He got up from his bed to open the door and was greeted by a most seductive sight. Zoro stood before Shanks wearing only a black lace leotard and a pair of high heels. His voluptuous thighs and booty were perfectly highlighted by the revealing outfit. Shanks remained still for several seconds to admire the handsome beauty.

" Are you gonna stand there all day or are you gonna pipe me down?" Zoro smirked smugly as he stepped inside the room

" Sorry, it's just that you're even more stunning than the rumors suggested. A body that fine deserves to be ravished." Shanks slapped Zoro's ass as he watched the hooker walk to the bed.

There was hardly any pirate who wasn't familiar with the name of Zoro. It was said that he had the biggest booty in the world and sex with him was so highly sought after that even Admirals had orgies with him. Zoro truly was leagues above any other sex worker and he wanted the world to see. Shanks was no slouch when it came to sex either. He clapped the cheeks of well over 100 hookers and all of them raved about the size of his dick. It seemed that fate brought these two sex champions together for a fucking that would go down in history.

Zoro crawled on the bed with huge behind pointed at Shanks. " I'm ready to start whenever you are. Show me if your dick is as powerful as the rumors say."

Shanks nodded and took Zoro from behind. " You better be ready because I guarantee this will be a fucking you've never experienced before," Shanks dug his nails into Zoro's shapely hips before plunging his legendary cock into the equally famous booty. The force of impact was so great the the entire ship shook violently. Zoro's eyes winced in pain, but he wasn't going to back down. Mihawk's training would not go to waste.

Each thrust of Shank's cock caused the waves of the sea to tremble tremendously. Every inhabitant in the ship knew exactly what was going on since it what happened whenever Shanks invited men on board. Having the strongest Haki in the world meant sex with Shanks was bound to be highly destructive. Zoro moaned seductively as his slutty anus became a punching bag for the redhead. His ass could absorb the devastating Shockwave surprisingly well and he even made some of his own by twerking his fat ass on the entire 11 inch dick. The brutal ass pounding could easily be mistaken for gunshots to the untrained ear.

" Mhmm this is exactly how I like it! Tear this pussy up and give me more of that dick! Show me what a Yonko level fucking feels like!" Zoro moaned while his ass was plundered to smithereens.

" You don't need to tell me twice. This ass truly is something else!" Shanks increased his tempo, making the clouds overhead dissipate from his force. Zoro curled his toes as his guts were rearranged by the dick. The dick was so good that he ended up farting all over Shanks. The smelly vibrations massaging his dick was the cherry on top for him.

" That ass be talking back and it's telling me to go even harder. You better be ready."

Thanks to their godly stamina, Zoro and Shanks could go at it for several hours and that's exactly what they did. Zoro had to strain his Haki to its peak just to keep up with his partner. Zoro may have been an expert slut, but Shanks had several more years of experience to overpower Zoro. Zoro knew he would be the first to come despite how intensely he trained for this day. Mihawk had spent two years fucking the hell out of him to bring out his full potential. Thanks to Mihawk, Zoro's sluttiness reached almost insurmountable heights. It wasn't uncommon for him to sleep with as many as 20 men in one week.

" OH MY GOD DADDY THIS DICK IS TOO MUCH!!!!!" Zoro yelled before unleashing a powerful torrent of piss shooting from his tip. The yellow fluid splashed all over the two but Shanks didn't seem to mind. He simply pinched Zoro's penis and allowed the warm fluid to coat his fingers.

" HERE WE GO! TAKE MY SEED!!!" Shanks roared gallantly as he unloaded a mighty wave of semen up Zoro's plump ass. It was a transcendent orgasm that brought Shanks to the zenith of pleasure. He looked down and saw the bed was slathered in a light layer of semen and piss. Being the greatest booty clapper in the world was incredibly messy yet gratifying.

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When Oda meets Fukuzawa

[ 18+ Yaoi Fanfic]

Content- Prostitution, thicc men, chubby Oda, Bottom Oda, Farting

Word Count- 1774

Oda had blood on his hands. More blood than he could hope to scrub away. He originally joined the Port Mafia as a hired killer who coldly dispatched any threat. Most considered him to be one of the Mafia's most efficient assassin's even though Oda's heart wasn't in it at all. He was not a man destined to walk a path of violence. Reading a good book over a plate of curry was much more his style. Oda was certain that the Port Mafia would gun him down once he told him he no longer desired to be a killer. Their ranks only had room for hardened criminals who thought nothing of getting their hands dirty. Fortunately for Oda, Mori presented him with a job opportunity not even he could've predicted.

"Thank you for your patronage." Oda humbly accepted a stack of yen from two half-dressed men that were getting ready to take their leave. Warm semen drizzled down his leg until it stained the expensive cobalt carpet below him. Once the men left, Oda began cleaning up to prepare for his next client. Being a prostitute was the last thing Oda expected to be in life, and yet, here he was.

Mori told Oda on that fateful day that his ass was nothing short of extraordinary. It was by far the largest ass he's ever seen and it was often the topic of many discussions around mafia members. This left Oda bewildered. It was true he gained a few pounds from eating too much curry, but he never noticed how most of the extra weight went straight to his butt. That probably explained why he needed to buy a new pair of pants every few weeks. Oda didn't get it, but apparently big butts were in style nowadays so Mori assured him that he'd make an excellent prostitute.

Mori was a man of his word. Oda could hardly ever catch a break due to being booked from sunrise to sundown on most days. All the cash he raked in every day made the after sex fatigue worth it. Sometimes his clients fucked him so hard he couldn't even walk straight the next day.

Getting out of the shower, Oda checked his phone to reconfirm his client's order. His name was Fukuzawa and he wanted Oda to be face down on the bed with his back arched upward. This was so that Fukuzawa's first encounter with him would be with his ass. A faint chuckle escaped Oda's mouth. He never would've guessed his butt could have so much charisma.

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Fukuzawa strode into the red light district with his head hung low and his face devoid of emotion. He weaved his way through large crowds of alcohol scented people of the night to reach his destination: Koshoku Ichidai.

It was claimed by many to be the best brothel in Yokohama, and it just so happened to be owned by the port mafia. That little tidbit only increased Fukuzawa's shame. The last thing Fukuzawa wanted to do was financially support a group as vile as the Port Mafia, but he had an addiction only they could cure.

"It's like I said, Yukichi. The largest butt you could ever imagine is waiting right here on a silver platter. Be a dear and help out an old friend's business." Fukuzawa remembered the phone call all too well. He almost chucked the phone to the wall before Mori hung up. If what Mori said was true, then Fukuzawa definitely needed to investigate. He needed to make peace with himself.

Fukuzawa silently strode into the building and rode the elevator to the 4th floor like instructed in Mori's phone call.

' It looks like the Mafia spared no expenses for this place.' Fukuzawa noted that the love hotel was usually ornate. Lush carpets adorned every inch of the floor and professional paintings decorated the walls. Sweet aromas of essential oils wafted through the air.

 

Fukuzawa entered the room and was immediately greeted with a sight that sent his blood pumping. There Oda was on the king-sized bed, his gelatinous ass arched to the heavens and drizzled with warm oil to give it an alluring shine. A subtle amount of hair lined the sides of the cheeks to give it a firm masculine appearance. Fukuzawa's heart was pounding against his chest like it was trying to break free.

He was in love. Not with Oda in particular, but rather, his massive rump.

"Is everything to your liking?" Oda asked in his gruff voice.

" Certainly. Your posterior is nothing short of astounding." Fukuzawa quickly walked over to the bed to bring his face mere inches away from the butt. He was close enough to smell the alluring scent of sweat and almond oil meshing together. Fukuzawa placed his palms against the cheeks, kneading his hands into the soft flesh. The ass had so much fat to it that touching it felt like playing with dough. Without warning, Fukuzawa plunged his face between the cheeks. His tongue quickly went to work on slurping and licking every inch of skin it could reach. Oda had an intoxicatingly manly flavor to his butt, something Fukuzawa was looking forward to. All the licking made Oda burst into a barely supressed fit of giggles. He was incredibly ticklish back there, so his job always brought a smile to his face one way or another.

After seven straight minutes of pure ass eating, Fukuzawa was ready for the main event. He discarded his matcha green kimono and sandals to join his client in nudity. He slowly slid his erect cock up and down Oda's ripe cheeks, taking a few moments to just take in the beauty of it. Fukuzawa wasn't sure when his ass fetish started. Maybe it was a coping mechanism for all the stress he faced as a hired blade. He needed relief from all the bloodshed. The comfort of a big booty waiting to get pounded into seemed like the best answer.

Fukuzawa stopped teasing Oda and finally shoved his erection inside the hole. He was immediately greeted with a wet warmth that enveloped his whole penis. Fukuzawa fucked Oda like a man possessed, his long penis pounding insistently into the butt. Oda could only curl his toes and keep his hand to his mouth to suppress his moans.

"I can tell you have something to say. Allow yourself to speak freely." Fukuzawa bellowed.

" AH!" With Fukuzawa's permission, Oda released a sultry moan from the top of his lungs. The moaning soon turned into laughter once Fukuzawa began slamming into him even harder. "I d-don't think I e-ever had a client as intense as you. It's like you're- AH!- tearing me a new one."

"And I've never met a man with an ass so magnificent."

Oda felt that each thrust inside him was strong enough to knock him off the bed so he clung onto the sheets like they were a lifeline. It wasn't just the tenacity of Fukuzawa's dick that Oda enjoyed. There was unbridled passion in his performance. Oda could tell that Fukuzawa wasn't just looking for a quick fuck. He could feel the love coming in strong, even if that love was mostly for his butt. Oda's cheeks clapped furiously, and his jovial laughter was almost contagious. Oda threw that ass back with all he had to match his client's vigor. Seismic waves of pressure crashed into his sphincter and stretched out his walls near their breaking point. The two men were on the exact same wavelength. They both wanted to make this a day they'd always remember.

Emotions ran high in that moment. Each man was edging closer to their zenith of pleasure. Oda's hole was getting used, abused, and thoroughly amused. He was the type of man who typically didn't think much about sex, at least until he encountered Fukuzawa. His dick had a way of reinvigorating his soul with raw tantric energy. He could feel the dick pillage his gspot, stealing any rational thought still remaining. All he could think about was Fukuzawa's unparalleled passion. Fukuzawa was of the same mind. This booty was everything he needed in life, and he never wanted to relinquish his grip on it. He would slap and pinch the cheeks to leave his mark on them. Seeing them turn a light shade of pink only added to their appeal.

Oda's butt wasn't the only thing turning pink either. He made the mistake of eating curry the night before, resulting in his guts rumbling for a sweet release. Oda tried in vain to hold it in. A huge burst of smelly hot air burst forth from his anus and collided with Fukuzawa's penis. To drive the humiliation even further, the fart lasted for about six seconds and almost drowned out the noise of ass clapping. Oda promptly buried his blushing face into the bed. If Fukuzawa felt any revulsion, it didn't show since he kept thrusting inside Oda like nothing happened. He knew this was simply a normal part of sex, so there was no sense in causing a fuss over it.

Like all good things, this moment had to come to an end. Fukuzawa's orgasm was rough and powerful just like everything else about him. Oda gasped once he felt the warm semen gush forth into his anus until he himself orgasmed not long after. Drained of all their energy, the two men laid on the bed panting heavily.

Oda fully expected Fukuzawa to silently make his payment and leave like so many clients before him. It was a delightful surprise when he offered to shower with Oda and help clean his butt. Oda knew he probably just wanted to play with his ass again, but it was still a kind gesture. After drying off, the two got dressed and got ready to say their farewells.

Fukuzawa handed Oda a hefty wad of cash, far more than his usual amount. He wondered what kind of rare curry he could buy with this much money.

"You're too kind. This is way more money than I deserve."

" Nonsense. Anyone with a body like yours deserves to be paid handsomely. Perhaps the next time we meet we can have a nice chat over a plate of curry." Fukuzawa let a smile grow on his handsome face. He could hardly remember the last time he made such an expression. Oda replied with a smile of his own.

"That sounds lovely. I look forward to it."

Oda wasn't sure he could ever wash away the blood of his past, but moments like this were enough to let him forget.

[ Author's Note- Yes I know this is a total crackship, but I don't care. These two men are hot and they deserve to have smut written about them. I never thought I'd end up writing a Bungo fanfic since it has a whole cast of pretty boys and I'm only into more macho/bara types of men. Still, I can't deny Fukuzawa and Oda are very handsome men so it was fun pairing them together. If you're familiar with my work on Ao3, then Fukuzawa having an ass fetish should come as no surprise.

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Looking at current events, it's pretty obvious that we all should jump ship and move to Canada. We'll have a cup of Tim Hortons with Scott Pilgrim while plotting how to kill the president.

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OVERWATCH- Under the Covers

Pairing: Jack Morrison x Gabriel Reyes( Jack is the bottom because of course he is)

Genre: Gay Smut/NSFW/Bara

Tags: Use of aphrodisiacs, mindbreak, prostitution, Jack has a big booty

Word count: 2163

Jack Morrison released an audible sigh as he waited in a street corner on one cold autumn afternoon. His muscular frame was barely covered up by a white crop top and navy blue shorts that rode up his crack. It was hardly fitting attire for a seasoned cop, but sometimes playing dress up came with the job. He had a perp to rail tonight, a man whose name was synonymous with vice itself.

 

A red 2025 Mazda pulled up to the corner and from it emerged a man dressed head to toe in luxurious fashion. A gold chain rested on his broad shoulders and jewel encrusted rings adorned every finger. Jack visually scanned his unbuttoned aramani shirt and Versace shoes. The outfit was easily worth more than what most people made in a month.

'Could he be any more of a showoff?' Jack mused to himself.

 

"You must be Jack. Gotta say, you're even cuter in person. You look a little too much like a boyscout to be in this line of work." Gabriel rubbed his rough hands across Jack's clean shaven face.

 

" Looks can be deceiving. A lot of men are into the innocent look. It makes them feel more powerful when they dominate me."

 

Gabriel smirked at the blonde man. " I'm gonna have to test that out." He smacked Jack on his shapely rear and invited him inside the car. After several minutes of driving, Gabriel eventually pulled up to the mansion. Jack thought it was impressive that he could afford such a luxurious home, but knew it was built on top of blood money.

Gabriel Reyes was the most notorious gangster in the streets of San Francisco. He had stakes in several shoplifting, gambling, and prostitution rings. He was depravity itself in human form. Every cop in the district wanted the honor of putting such a high-profile scumbag behind bars. The only problem was a lack of concrete evidence. There was always a fall guy strategically put in place to absolve Gabriel of any conviction. That was the type of man Gabriel fashioned himself into—a cunning chess master who uses his men as pawns.

 

How fortunate for Jack that a superior struck up the idea of posing as a prostitute who wanted to work under Gabriel's wing. With his plump thighs and shapely rear, he played the role quite nicely. Gabriel walked Jack into his marble-tiled home which was filled with only the finest of amenities. The latest model of smart fridge, a large screen TV half the size of a wall, velvet sofas. Gabriel seemed to have it all.

 

" Wanna glass?" Gabriel pulled out a tall bottle of champagne to pour himself a glass. Jack nodded and took a sip of the alcohol that was poured for him.

 

" How many guys do you have to pimp out to afford a place like this?"

 

Gabriel smirked arrogantly as he downed his glass in one go. " Prostitution is only one of many hustles. I like to keep my income diverse just like the men I fuck. Sometimes I sell a few grams of fentanyl or have my boys pull off heists. Keeps shit fun."

 

' Yeah, keep talking. That's exactly what I wanted to hear.' Jack had his phone in his pocket recording everything. He had just gotten a verbal confirmation of a crime, so now he just needed to take a pic of any evidence to build a solid case.

 

" Oh that sounds so exciting. I bet there's tons of guys who wish they could be in your shoes. Or pants. " Jack flirtatiously rubbed his soft hand on Gabriel's thigh and accidentally brushed up against his dick print. Gabriel grabbed the hand to push up against his crotch.

 

" Damn right. I'm the king of this city. Everybody knows to either fear or respect me. Those who don't get a bullet right between the eyes. But enough about me. I wanna see what kind of hoe I'll be working with. Consider this hands on job training." Gabriel walked upstairs to his bedroom with Jack not too far behind. Though he was a vicious criminal, Jack couldn't stop himself from getting enamored by Gabriel's charm. Bad boys always had a way of making him weak in the knees. Sometimes he blushed at the thought of his friends finding out he lost his virginity to a weed dealer during his senior year of high-school.

 

Gabriel's bedroom was just as ostentatious as the rest of the house. Velvet carpet was stretched out like a red sea and there were two walk-in closets, one for clothes and the other solely for Gabriel's Jordan's collection.

 

" If you gonna be one of my hoes, I gotta make sure you know how to keep a client pleased. Show me what you got." Gabriel was quick to throw off his designer clothes until he stood Stark naked in front of his new whore. Jack's breath was taken away at the sight of Gabriel's chiseled musculature, his seductive dark brown skin, and most strikingly, the mammoth between his legs. It looked like it could split a man in half.

Jack desperately wanted to be that man.

 

Jack felt burning heat rise in his chest. His face went blush, and his anus twitched with excitement. No man had ever turned him on so intensely before. He knew that he was supposed to be gathering evidence, but his mind was completely consumed with thoughts of Gabriel. What the hell was happening to him?

 

The answer came in a bottle of champagne. Though Gabriel possessed the natural charm to enthrall any man he desired, he sometimes liked to spice things up with his special collection of alcohol. He had his team of "street pharmacists" work on an aphrodisiac that turned anyone who drunk it into a slutty bitch in heat. Something about Jack felt too wholesome to be a sex worker, something he figured the blonde needed a little liquid courage to get him accustomed to the job.

 

Gabriel sat down on the bed and slowly raised his bare foot. " Show daddy some appreciation. "

 

Jack could only nod and kneel down before the man after also disrobing. A strong aura of dominance seemed to radiate from every pore on Gabriel's body. Jack pressed the foot to his face to give it a strong whiff. A strong manly odor invaded his nostrils, increasing his stimulation even further. He could tell Gabriel was the type to rarely change his socks. Jack dragged his tongue across the sole, licking up the rancid sweat. Next, he inserted the big toe in his mouth and twirled it around before giving the other toes the same treatment. Jack usually winced his nose whenever he entered the police locker room, but something about Gabriel's odor was completely aromatic. He was taken by surprise when Gabriel arose to force his foot down on Jack's head, pressing his face down against the carpet.

" Alright bitch, tell me how much you want this dick! Tell me you want daddy inside you."

 

"Yes, please give me that dick! I've been waiting all day to have you clap my cheeks!" Jack uttered a lustful moan. The aphrodisiac was taking full control of him at this point. His cop duties weren't even in the back of his mind anymore. All that mattered to him was submitting to Gabriel.

 

Gabriel sat back down on the bed, yanked Jack by the hair, and slapped him harshly against the face before pushing his head against his crotch. Jack wasted no time in plopping the long dick into his mouth and letting his instincts take care of the rest. His lips stretched out to take in as much dick as he could. Gabriel's shaft was so far down the throat that he felt the uvula brush past his tip. He briefly gagged but quickly resumed his oral assault.

 

His tongue vigorously dashed across the penis with exaggerated and wet motions. Saliva dripped profusely from Jack's mouth as it formed a small puddle on the ground. Loud, monstrous slurping echoed throughout the room while Gabriel recorded the whole thing on his phone. This was definitely going to end up on a few porn sites for extra cash.

 

"Damn bitch your head game be on point!" Gabriel felt like his soul was being sucked straight out of his dick. He knew right then that he chose the right man to work under him. He watched Jack's face pucker up, his eyes half-lidded like he was drunk on the lust. Gabriel perked up when he saw Jack's butt bounce with every move he made. A good deepthroat was always amazing, but a fat white ass was his kyptotine.

 

He gave Jack a firm slap to make him stop before tossing him on the bed. A tube of strawberry lubricant was grabbed from the nightstand to then be smeared between Jack's cheeks. Gabriel had to take a moment to admire the impeccable view in front of him. Two round cheeks of hot flesh glistened under the fluorescent lights. Gabriel could swear that each cheek was bigger than his head, maybe even big enough to fit a whole arm in there. Funnily enough, the last time he shoved his arm up a guy's ass, it was because they were late on their loan payment and needed a firm "reminder".

 

There was no warning for when Gabriel entered Jack. It was a spontaneous action that had Jack's entire body tremble from the impact. A sensual moan erupted from his mouth that would soon give way to even more erotic noises. Gabriel's stroke game was much like how he carried himself in the streets: brutal, unforgiving, and ferocious. Each thrust inside Jack was delivered with the tenacity of a bullet firing off. The gelatinous flesh rippled up enough to resemble waves at the beach. Jack remained breathless the entire time. This was the kind of fucking that robbed you of coherent thought until only your carnal desires remained.

 

" Mhmm! Oh my God this dick- is really something else! It's too fucking good!" Instead of passively letting his cheeks get clapped, Jack began throwing that ass back with everything he had. Each collision between the big booty and devasting dick was accentuated with a thunderous clap. Having his rectum get used as a punching bag by an infamous gangster was a fantasy Jack though would only happen in his dreams.

 

The bed creaked as if it were under attack by the mind-blowing sex happening on top. When Jack felt the dick penetrate past his g-spot, he definitely knew he'd be sore as hell in the morning. An involuntary large gust of hot air burst forth from his anus and pushed back against Gabriel. Embarrassment couldn't be anymore apparent on Jack's bright red face. Letting a huge fart rip during sex was just one of those unavoidable parts of life. Gabriel didn't seem to mind, though. He even seemed to enjoy the foul smell entering his nostrils. Sex to him was all about raw energy. Anything that came naturally during sex was perfectly valid in his eyes. Hell, sometimes he fucked guys so hard they stained the bed with just about every bodily fluid one could imagine.

 

Gabriel kept drilling into the booty like he was at war with it. Jack dug his manicured pink nails into the bedsheets and screamed at the top of his lungs. He couldn't care less if anyone could hear him. His mind was too deep into lust to care about anything but this moment. Gabriel released a mighty torrent of semen inside him, completely flooding his walls. Gabriel flipped Jack over to press his tongue inside his mouth in a wet embrace. Their sweaty chests clung together while their cocks still raged with excitement.

" Do you still have any doubts I make one hell of a whore?" Jack asked in a breathy voice.

" None at all. That ass is 'bout to be my biggest moneymaker. Welcome to the nightlife." Gabriel spent most of his life obtaining the finest luxuries in life, but he didn't find true treasure until he met Jack's perfect ass.

******

 

Five months later, and the SFPD still couldn't figure out why Jack would quit being a cop when he had such a promising future. Nobody was as passionate about arresting crooks like he was, and he always brought a smile to the station. Jack's presence would be missed, but it's not like he was far away. All you had to do was go to the red light district on any given night and you'd find him selling his big ass for a pretty penny. His sugar daddy pimp boyfriend Gabriel was always by his side to hook his lover up with all the best clients of the night. Sometimes Jack felt guilty for trading a life of protecting the peace for one of debauchery. It only took one good look into Gabriel's handsome face for all that guilt to disappear. 

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Readers, engage with writers if you enjoy their work. It's what inspires us to keep writing. Uploading a story you're passionate about only for it to get no comments is incredibly disheartening. Words matter.

current fan creation landscape is kinda like if you went to a party with a homemade cake and everyone takes a slice and silently thumbs up at you with no attempt to start a conversation except for occasionally some guy sits in the corner with a tape recorder critiquing the cake as though he was a restaurant critic and another guy is handing the cake to an uber driver like "yeah i need you to find a restaurant that makes cake like this so i can have more of it" and the only person that's talked to you in 30 minutes is a very sweet little guy who was like "hey i liked your cake" and then ran away apologizing for bothering you the moment you said thank you.

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About to write a crack ship for bungou stray dogs. It's Oda x Fukuzawa by the way. It's gonna be completely mindless smut as usual for me, but damn I really need to scratch to itch. I hope that someone out there will enjoy this incredibly niche pairing. I'll post it here when I'm done.