#Boytoy Precum

[ombekende]

BOYTOY BLAST !!!!

[whslnc]

boytoy!jaehyunᴮᴺᴰ

nsfw mdni :3 | fem reader + sub! + slight degradation + netorare + impregnating | super inconsistent with this blog, lowk feel like idk how to write smut anymore lol. i’ll still gradually try to make my comeback if anyone cares :D

boytoy!jaehyun who loves being the one you call whenever you fight with your partner, rushing to keep you company after hours.

boytoy!jaehyun who enjoys feeling the slight anger in your touch whenever you call him around, your lips crashing into his the moment he steps in, your fingers running through his hair.

boytoy!jaehyun who breaks your kisses to place kisses on your cleavage, pulling on your clothes to fit your breasts in the neck line, circling your nipples with his thumb while his lips decorate your skin.

boytoy!jaehyun who gets wet from your empty words of love and affection, leaking through his boxers as you rub gentle strokes on his bulging member.

boytoy!jaehyun who can’t hide his voice getting weaker at each touch, his shaky whimpers echoing in your mouth as he kisses you.

boytoy!jaehyun who takes his dick out for you, allowing you to use him which ever way you want.

boytoy!jaehyun who has a weakness for your lips around his cock, so when you get on your knees in front of him he’s already sucking in through his teeth.

boytoy!jaehyun who begs for you to be gentle with him, which only makes you want to make him beg more despite his cock leaking precum on your floors.

boytoy!jaehyun who becomes a moaning mess the moment your lips tighten around his cock, the more you taste him the more desperate he sounds.

boytoy!jaehyun who can’t help his hips from moving from the pleasure and desperation, the tip of his cock hitting the back of your throat as he thrusts forward.

boytoy!jaehyun who wants to make sure you never leave him, bringing you back up to kiss him while he takes off your pants.

boytoy!jaehyun who looks into your eyes as pushes himself inside your tight cunt, resting his head on your shoulder as he fucks you against the wall.

boytoy!jaehyun who begs you to let him cum inside even without your birth control, lathering you with wet kisses as he moans weakly.

boytoy!jaehyun who managed to make his way to baby daddy stage that night and plans to make a solid place for himself in your life.

[mtftm-bustyboy]

Amber's Addiction CW//: Detransition Kink MtFtM, Accidental Exhibitionism, Gooning, Identity Death, Corruption

Amber was in shock. As she scrolled through her feed, she had come across something that was like a slap to the face. Among all of her mutuals reblogs and posts, that were broadly speaking celebrating trans pride or sharing cute art, amber could simply not believe what she was seeing. A video of her trans friend, Stephanie, being roughly fucked by an ambiguous stud. Amber's face contorted with horror and disgust, as she heard the pleas and deep grunts for "more" escaping Stephanie's agape mouth with every thrust. Stephanie looked very different between now and her last post she made 7 months ago, but was still recognizable. She was once a petite, effeminate figure, that had an enviable transition. But now, it was as if she had stopped taking her hormones all together. Her body, although still slender, was much more masculine and boyish. Were her breasts once lay, thick pecks of lean muscle took their place. Her cherub facial features had been chiseled away, into a handsome visage. But most notable of all, was their cock. So long and hard. Twitching away with pleasure, as the stud powerfully hammered into their backside.

Amber wanted to look away, she wanted to look away so badly, but something was stopping her.

Her eyes slowly lingered over to the text that accompanied the video. Trying her best not to sneak glances at the vulgar display, she read that Stephanie had "given up on being a fakegirl" and was "now his daddy's boytoy, called Stephan". It closed on a statement: "You fakegirls should really detransition too, I know most of you don't really want to be girls away~".

Amber felt a weird shiver run down her body, not discernible between disgust or arousal. She couldn't believe Stephani-, Stephan would do something like this. Sh-, the-, he was such a shy and kind person before. Why wouldn't he just announce his detransition and move on? Why all the degenerate, transphobic theatrics? As the questions accumulated in her mind, her eyes drifted back to the video of Stephan. He had this dumb, happy smile on his face that would occasionally shift to an O of deep pleasure. His cock somehow seemed to be even harder, with dripping precum beginning to soil his bed sheets. The shiver began to lean towards arousal.

With a sudden need to distract herself, Amber turned to the comments. A small handful of her mutuals shared a similar feeling, showing their disgust. But to her surprise, as she turned over to the likes, their number completely overshadowed the small amount of protest. Hundreds of likes, quickly becoming thousands, as the same accounts and mutuals that were posting trans pride posts merely moments ago showed a silent support among a tide of others.

Amber finally found the willpower to close the tab. She quickly got up from her desk and decided it was time for a quick walk outside to clear her head.

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As Amber slowly sauntered around her street, she couldn't help but see small glimpses of Stephan's video replaying in her mind. As she tried to distract herself, looking at the empty cul-de-sac scenery, something within her stirred - lingering on just how, happy he looked. Deeply pleasured, yes, but the way he smiled? It was like nothing she had seen from Stephan before. Even if he had become this, depraved pervert, he seemed so genuinely euphoric... She began to linger on that word, as she slipped into the creeping thoughts and memories of Stephan. Taking in his chiseled physique, his handsome face - his big, fat, juicy cock. Amber halted her pace, as she took in every forbidden detail in her minds eye. As the thoughts began to enshroud Amber's mind, she was suddenly caught off guard as she found herself imagining what she would look like, bouncing on such a masculine stud like an eager boyt-...

No. No. No. She wasn't like him. She isn't a debased "fakegirl". She wasn't faking anything. And she isn't fantasizing about this. She's just feeling, confused. That's the word for all this. Confusion. She was simply curious and perplexed at the whole ordeal, and nothing more.

She tried to maintain her composure as she walked into a backstreet path to clear her head.

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Amber huffed as she closed her front door. Slowly taking off her coat, her eyes drifted to the mirror that flanks her homes corridor. She looked like a complete mess, far sweatier than when she normally comes back from a walk. And most importantly of all, was the massive bulge of an erection that proudly stretched the fabric of her sweatpants. She looks down sheepishly. It had been months since her coc-, penis had been this engorged. She couldn't believe she hadn't even noticed it. Especially with how tight it felt.

She wondered, in horror, at how long it had been like this. Did she, walk past other people looking like this? The question began to rake at her mind, as thoughts back to passersby flickered in her head. Some of them certainly tried their best to look the other way. But a few smiled back, eagerly.

Ambers mind began to race at the idea. As did her cock begin to twitch, begging for her attention. She then, made the connection that she had so pleasantly ignored all this time. As she was lingering on Stephan's video... she was walking around the street with a massive erection...

The shame of it all washed over her, crashing into another tide of sudden, inescapable pleasure. There was no denying it now. The video. The shame. The, dysphoria and confusion of it all. It made Amber horny.

She squirmed, as a last attempt to step away from the feeling. But was quickly swept back as she felt her member wobble up against her sweatpants. A small moan escaped her lips, as she staggered her way into her bedroom and opened up her PC. As it booted up, she practically tore off her clothes until she was just in her pretty, satin, panties; that now barely contained her.

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Immediately, she opened up her socials, and furiously clicked through to find Stephan's account. As she scrolled, she came upon fresh content to indulge her feral gaze. Whilst she had gone for a walk, Stephan had clearly been busy. Showing off his new, lean, twink body; with accompanying captions, like "Im such a good boy for Daddy 😵‍💫", and "my fakegirl self died on my Daddy's dick lmao".

Her other hand slithered its way to her cock, pulling furiously at her tight panties.

Deep waves of pleasure swarmed her mind, as her petite, manicured hand tugged away. She felt so wrong doing this. Amber never liked masturbating before, it always made her feel so shameful and dysphoric.

She couldn't help but stare longingly at every post. Among all of the arousal, confusion, and dysphoria, she began to feel a burning envy creep up from her stomach. Stephan looked so hot in every picture, every video; and he looked so, happy and dazed. Amber began tugging at her cock with a mix of hatred and jealousy. Why doesn't being a girl make her feel as good as him? Shes felt cute in dresses before, sure, but never so - blissful.

As she scrolled, her envy boiled away as the confusion swept away at her own confidence and identity. Soon, she was becoming completely lost in the pleasure of pumping her cock up and down to care. She hadn't felt this good in ages. She never knew her cock could make her feel this, fucking, good.

As one hand pumped, and the other scrolled, Amber began to come across various reblogs of other mutuals announcing their detransition - the same as Stephan. Each and every one, sharing the rhetoric, that they were so much happier as " femboys" or "himbos", or just "guys". All of them mocking their past "fakegirl" selves.

Amber's eyes were locked onto her screen in a hypnotic trance, as every pulse of pleasure from her cock echoed throughout her body. Her mind, a complete and utter haze, it was as if she began to think with her cock.

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Hours had passed, whether Amber recognized it so or not. And the shame of it all had been pumped away into an addicting sensation. "She could get used to this", she muttered to herself.

Her body was completely drenched and hot, her arm now rhythmically taking its time to pump her shaft. Although she was exhausted, she just couldn't stop herself from scrolling and searching for more posts. For more 'fakegirls' that have tossed aside their identities for the pleasures of their natural body.

Her light moans had become deeper huffs and grunts, her voice training slowly crumbling away, returning her to a more boyish tone.

As she took notice to her change of tone, she found herself overcome with the urge to moan aloud "I'm a dirty fakegirl~". Where shame would of once overtook her, her expression lit up into a dumb smile. "Nnnghh, I'm a confused fakegirl who loves his cooock~"

Amber slowly contemplated what she just said. It was one thing to admit she was a fakegirl, but to so eagerly use his as a pronoun? It just made his cock twitch in his hand... "Fuck... my cock feels so good." The thought quickly took him away from any ounce of shame, and the dumb smile split across his face once more.

Suddenly, the sharp sound of a notification pulled his attention away to a DM. It was Stephan...

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FakegirlFemboy (Stephan): Soooo cutie - its been a while :P . I noticed you've been scrolling and liking my blog. You seem to be really taking a liking to all my fakegirl correction posts~ In fact, you've liked so many I couldn't help but get a feeling you were crying for my attention... How about I help you out, just like my Daddy did? I know a quick way to fix you.

Amber's heart raced, as he found himself responding with hesitation.

HRT-Is-Praxis (Amber): Yes please. Stephan replied in haste.

FakegirlFemboy: Good boy~ I always knew you were a faker. Those selfies of you smiling never looked right lol. But we're going to fix that now, don't worry honey~ Now,you're going to do a few things for me - but most importantly before we do anything else, we need to change your name to something more manly ;P I was thinking... Ambrose. Does that sound good to you? Amber deliberated for a moment, and thought back onto how good he would look bouncing on top of a handsome stud. HRT-Is-Praxis: Ambrose sounds good. FakegirlFemboy: I thought you'd like it~ Good boy, Ambrose. So, I'm going to send you a couple links. The first one is to a detransition kink discord server; you're gonna find lots of familiar names in there, so you're gonna fit in just fine. The second one is a google drive that has detransition kink goon captions, MtFtM hypno videos, and even simple mantras for you to edge your cock to; once you're settled, you can feel free to add your own content~ And lastly, I'm gonna hook you up with Daddy~ He's gonna break that fakegirl brain of yours, until you're just another one of his eager femboy sluts. Oh and of course you'll have to change up your blog lmao. "HRT-Is-Praxis" just isn't going to work anymore sweetie. Ambrose found himself pumping away again zealously, as the reality of the situation was hitting him. HRT-Is-Praxis: Thank you, sir, I can't wait to stop being a stupid fakegirl. FakegirlFemboy: Why wait silly? How about we get you setup with some detransition porn and hypno~ You can pump the fakegirl out of your cock tonight to get yourself ready for daddy. ------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Ambrose was edged out of his mind. With every pulse, his firm grip sliding up and down his cock, he was compelled to mutter some denouncement of his fakegirl self. As the soft tones of a baritone voices hummed away in his headphones, swarming his mind with thoughts of giving into his detransition. His brain fog turned into a thick haze. Ambrose wasn't capable of thinking with his head anymore. All he could mutter and moan about, was whatever his cock yearned for. As he pumped and pumped and pumped and pumped~ It was as if his 'fakegirl' self, where ever it was currently locked away in his mind, was slowly shrinking away into nothingness.

One by one, Ambroses memories began to fade away as the hypnosis drowned out his mind. He felt his urges erupt into a blazing fire, as his moans turned into animalistic groans. His hand, dripping in sweat and pre cum, tugged and fondled his dripping, twitching cock. A sudden rush of orgasm slowly crept on the horizon, as the memories of being a fakegirl has all but escaped him, and his current task of repeating allowed "I'm a good boy" set his mind into pinpoint focus.

And as the hypnotic voice commanded: "Good boy, now cum for me - slut" Ambrose released rope after rope in a stream of ecstacy, the same dumb, euphoric expression contorting across his face.

With heavy breaths, he lay back in his chair, still slowly pumping away at his cock. Ambrose began to contemplate, briefly, about what he was, or what he was doing. Not long before his attention was caught back to the hypnotic voice and porn.

Even his morning alarm could not seperate him from his new fate. Bound to indulging in his cock, until Amber would never be heard from again - and only Ambrose would remain.

[green-tea-in-absinthe-bottle]

SECOND BURN

Masochist!Jiaoqiu x fem!domina!reader + 18 fanfic

Inspired by Jiaoqiu's love for stinging sensations and author's need to praise the shit out of this fox.

including: bondage, spanking, waxplay, petplay, aftercare, HEAVY PRAISE KINK, Jiaoqiu having a brat attitude.

TW: (B)(D)(S)(M)

- I told you, I know how to make you relax, darling. - woman dressed in black, lace lingerie purred seductively. Her long fingers were rubbing sensitive spots on Jiaoqiu's feet mercilessly, it was clear she knew both her craft and his body perfectly.  

- Of course, you always know what works on me, y/n. - Foxian moaned quietly, his eyes taking in every part of her appearance. Golden details on floral pattern of her panties, satin cord binding her corset, long and thin rod with silicon paddle attached to her hip. Her body was flawless in his eyes, shaped in the most sinful way. Every part of her was alluring, from soft lips tinted red to rose perfume, Jiaoqiu just couldn't get enough. 

- But I can tell something is off... - woman smiled mockingly, showing her white teeth. - What is it, my dear?  

Foxian hesitated for a second before speaking up in slightly trembling voice. 

- I just don't understand... How exactly are those ties supposed to help me unwind?  

His naked body hanged in the air, red ropes digging into his flesh a little bit too tight. Elegant knots were sure to leave his porcelain skin bruised but he knew how to take care of that later. With his knees pushed close to his chest and those delicate thighs on display he was quite a sight, y/n could only stare shamelessly with the eyes of a predator. 

- Well, sometimes it's good to realize we don't have to control everything in our lives, it's okay to simply let go of that and let others take care of us. - she giggled when his muscles relaxed in response to her words. As quick as tension left him it returned twice as intense when her paddle smacked his fragile feet. Jiaoqiu inhaled sharply, curling his toes.  

- What was that for? - he was bold enough to question despite knowing better already. 

- How dare you even ask? - woman run her finger on the length of her paddle. - What did I tell you about calling me by my name when we are in the bedroom?  

- I'm sorry, forgive me Miss. - he begged trying to come off as sincerely as he could, secretly hoping she would punish him further either way. Y/n gripped her tool tighter and pouted like a spoiled child. 

- Oh, I'm sure you are. - she scoffed at him. - I saw your dick getting harder when I hit you, don't try to fool me, boytoy.  

- Looks like you got me, Little Miss. - he gave her his signature bright smile. Not even a glimpse of embarrasment visible on his face.  

- Enough. - she finally got serious to Jiaoqiu's delight. - I will spank your audacious ass and you will count for me, got it?  

- Of course ma'am. - he chuckled. Y/n promised to herself she will get that sassy grin off his face. She raised her hand and aimed at his right buttock.  

- One...two...three... - he whined out each number seductively, moving his hips to tease her even more.  

- Louder, pet! - she commanded, striking exceptionally strong blow on his ass.  

- Make me louder, Little Miss...I thought you knew how to do that. - he provoked her, putting her into much meaner mood.  

- You are such an unbelievable brat. - she hissed. - I will teach you manners, you dog! 

Jiaoqiu just laughed at her attitude wiggling his toes at her. She struck him across the buttocks once more.  

- Four...five...six...seven...  oh fuck! Aeons, don't stop! - she swung at him harder and faster each time, again and again. His voice started to break and words came off as cries. Satisfied Y/n admired how tears rolled down his cheeks, dick twitching wildly after every harsh strike. He forgot to count, whimpering like a puppy for his mistress. - Fuck, so good! Hurts so much!  

As soon as she noticed precum leaking from his tip she stopped, ignoring his pleas for more. He was trembling, choking on his own cries. Still, he yearned for more. Y/n reached for the candle on her nightstand, it's flame high and flickering. With sadistic smile she held it above Jiaoqiu's feet. His eyes widened in fear and anticipation. In a second drops of hot wax fell on his toes and went down towards his heel. It wasn't as hot as he expected but he could definitely feel the burn. 

- Do you like that? - y/n's voice was confident and unwavering.  

 - It's... different. - Jiaoqiu uttered, breathing heavily. 

- Do you want me to stop? - y/n asked, this time in gentle voice.  

- No. - foxian responded immediately, not caring about his dignity anymore. Y/n laughed at his eagerness, relieved that he allowed her to fulfill her fantasy and wanted it as well.  

 When he got used to this sensation she poured some of the wax over his ass instead, it solidified on his buttocks in form of long, white stains. When the hot fluid touched his irritated, slightly bruised flesh he scowled in pain and pleasure, losing control over his body. He could barely breathe as his limbs clenched involuntarily. After few seconds y/n put the candle back on the nightstand, letting him relax again, this time fully. She carefully caressed his swollen bottom, until his tears dried up completely. He hanged in the air without resistance, unable to think anymore. Unable to hate himself anymore. 

Y/N let his body down on the bed and swiftly cut through the ropes, letting him rest in natural position. She sat by his side and reached towards her nightstand, taking half empty bottle of coconut oil into her hand. She let the cold oil drip down on his still erect member, Jiaoqiu whimpered and opened his golden eyes a bit.  

- Can I play with it for a bit? I promise to be gentle. - woman gave him genuine, kind smile. He nodded his head, allowing her to take care of him. 

Her hands rubbed his dick slowly, soothingly. Groans of pleasure emitted from the back of his throat when one of her hands slid down to play with his balls.  

- How are you, Jiaoqiu? Did I overdo it today? - she asked in soft voice.  

- No, I'm good. Don't worry, I asked for it, remember? - he looked her in the eye. - I can take so much more.  

- That doesn't mean you should always do so. If it's ever too much, tell me immediately, ok? - she pressed a little kiss to the tip of his member.  

- Of course. Y/n, can you do something for me? - he grew shy out of nowhere.  

- Everything for my pretty pet. What do you wish for darling? - she encouraged.  

He blushed heavily before admitting what he hoped for since he invited her before. 

- Miss, can you ride me? I was so good for you today. - Jiaoqiu did his best puppy eyes to convince her. 

- You deserve a reward for being a good boy. I will grant your wish. - y/n decided. 

She got on top of him and slid on his dick. She gave herself a few seconds to adjust to his size and moved, making slow and sensual circles on his abdomen, getting deep moans out of him. She took his face in her hands and gave him a kiss. With their foreheads touching she whispered sweet words to him.  

- Jiaoqiu, you are a wonderful man. Don't look away baby. You are one of the kindest and most considerate people I know. - Y/n kissed his forehead and nose. - You are talented, capable of reaching any goal you will pursue, as a chef and as a healer. You are my ambitious, smart and hard-working boy. You are important and precious. So don't ever look down on yourself again. 

Now his blush reached even his ears. If not y/n's hands holding him in place he would have looked away already.  

- I didn't expect you to chant positive affirmations in my ear during the session, Miss...- he chuckled nervously. She stopped grinding into him and gazed straight into his eyes. 

- I wish you could see yourself through my eyes at least once. You would carry yourself like a prince after that. - there was not a hint of irony in her words, she meant what she said and it was the final push for Jiaoqiu. He let go and closed his eyes. Y/n planted a few more kisses over his  cheeks and collarbones.  

- Miss, I beg you. Please, fuck me already. - he whined out suddenly. - I don't mind you shoving your doting side to me at all, but after all this delightful torture I need to finally cum or I might go insane.  

Y/n giggled, not even mad at his attitude. After all he went through in recent days he can be a little greedy, as a treat. She wanted to spoil her handsome pet for awhile, it was such an ideal occasion. She resumed her grinding, this time much deeper and a bit harder. Jiaoqiu's overstimulated body couldn't take it for long. 

- Miss, I beg you, I will be so good for you, I'm your golden boy...Ah! - he whimpered. 

- Aww, that's right cutie. You are my perfect lover. - she cooed at him.  

- Yes, I love being your good boy! Please, use my body Miss! 

Sight of her darling all flushed and hot, eyes teary with pleasure...It woke her wild side up. Her last moves before he came were rough, fast and needy, bed squeaked as if it was about to break into pieces. When he tasted the sweet release his hips bucked into her, hitting all the right spots. She came instantly, squirting over his abdomen. 

She collapsed into his welcoming arms and found her safe place to come down from her high in them, their sweaty bodies slowly cooling down. It took her a few minutes to gather herself enough to get up.  

- So, do you have energy for a shower or would you like me to rub you down with wet washcloth? - she asked quietly, doing her best to not startle him.  

- Can we stay still for now? Just few minutes longer. I need this. Do you know how much I've missed you? - Jiaoqiu was always so honest and raw in his afterglow. Y/n loved that about him. 

- I'm glad you did. I hoped you would. Cause I missed you so much too.- she admitted. If he wanted to be so sincere, so could she. 

- Did you really mean it? - his eyes, for once wide open, found hers. So rarely could she admire all the amber shades shimmering inside of them. - All those nice things you told me before... 

- Of course! - she assured him with confidence. - I meant every single word and if you want me to, I can engrave all of them into your skin with my kisses, again and again, till you understand how precious you are.  

- Thank you for always believing in me, even when I don't believe in myself. - he smiled, not with his usual learned smile shining like a million dollars, but for the first time in ages genuinely. Y/n realized that she loves it more than anything in this world. They fell asleep in each other's arms, two tired souls creating a safe harbor for themselves in harsh world they happened to live in, entwined through pain and pleasure.  

[eldritch-spouse]

https://www.tumblr.com/eldritch-spouse/734909452093931520/imagine-being-in-a-year-long-serious-relationship?source=share

"Look... If you come to him now, Santi will spare your little boytoy. That's how generous he's willing to be for you."

I don't think so, Noph'ae. Just so you know I mean business. If you dare lay a single claw on Obie, that includes making somebody else do it, you will never get a whiff of my scent ever again. You should go thank your god, he is the only reason I even tolerate your presence.

(Not the same anon btw, I'm just here to start war like the godless creature I am)

TW: Noncon.

The nice thing about knowing a demon's core name is that you effectively sort of bind them to obey you. If you can use it correctly, that is.

In this instance, Santi is smart enough to play along. You know his true identity and you've made it clear he can't personally act upon Obie. Thay's fine, those were the terms of his "addendum" in the first place.

So consider not being stupid and simply taking his offer.

Unfortunately, you're likely to think you've won when he merely disappears from sight and leaves you alone for a while. But you haven't.

He can't harm Obie, and he can't make others harm Obie either. But your charming sense of selflessness is where you've taken a major hit. Because nothing's stopping Santi from harming you.

And so, the first thing he does is bide his time, get you to be alone, then knock you the fuck out before you can say his core name and command him to stop.

You'll wake up somewhere private with the incubus, likely his personal room at The Clergy's Eye. Your hands are bound so that you cannot even try to spell his name in infernal or attempt to carve/scritch his sigil anywhere (if you do know it). Most importantly, your mouth is stuffed. With his cock.

Try to bite, he dares you, tightening the silk fashioned into a leash around your neck.

" I'm flattered my true mate already knows so much about me! I really couldn't ask for anymore more zealous. " He moans, watching you grow hazy from the natural effects of his fluids. " But the flaw of all humans is they think ever so highly of themselves when given a crumb of power over a demon. And it never works out, does it love? "

Your punishment is getting viciously throat fucked by the monster, air flow cut off frequently and mercilessly, until you're coughing drool back around his cock, sniffling, your chin caked in tears, saliva and precum while Santi intentionally draws it all out. Until you're crying from soreness and your jaw is popping, stomach flexing as you gag viscerally around his length and sob like a baby.

He could be so much nicer to you, if only you had let him...

Now he has to put his mark on you in a rush.

Has to incapacitate you in a rush.

Let him feel that amazing squirming tongue... After all, Santi might have to get rid of it.

[ghoulishfreak]

i really do love seeing you make stupid boytoys out of askers. just makes it all the more fun to know how easy it is to turn you into a mindless, drooling fuckpuppy the moment i take out my musky cock.

oh, have you got an image to maintain? gonna be the big scary dom? too bad, puppyslut. just keep your eyes on the beads of precum dripping out of my cock…

drip…

drip…

drip…

drop.

- @fangs-and-talons

nooo im dominate i swearrrrr i won't become a fuckpuppy that easy

definitely. um. definitely not

[spicy-lefaiye]

hi i wrote more spicy spicy salvatore content, feat. his human boytoy jason, aka billy

kinks: daddy kink, some light almost-choking, some light orgasm denial

sal and jason's first time having sex is in the back of jason's shitty van, jason sprawled out on his back and keeping his hands by his side, with sal straddling his hips. jason is also naked, while sal's wearing one of jason's shirt, an oversized button-up that he's left completely open, hanging off his shoulders and freely showing off his body. he's holding jason's long, fat cock in his hands, stroking it and admiring it.

"damn, billy, who'd'a thought you had a third leg?" he teases, rubbing his thumb over the squishy head and collecting the beading precum there. he's been at this for a while now, teasing jason but not letting him cum.

"please," jason whimpers. "p-please-"

"please what?" sal says. "use your words, billy." jason whines as sal pumps his cock, tilting it to rub it against sal's damp folds. jason's vision whites out briefly as he feels that hot slick drip onto his cock, imagining how tight sal's gonna be.

"pleaseletmefuckyoudaddypleasei'vebeensogoodforyou!" the words leave him in a single rush of breath, and sal chuckles.

"damn eager little whore," he growls. "can barely even contain yourself--c'mon, try again. be clearer this time." he runs a clawed finger over the thick vein on the underside of jason's dick, grinning at jason's desperate little sob.

"please-" jason whimpers. "p-please, daddy, i-i need you. please let me f-fuuuuck you, pleasseee-" sal's laughter cuts him off.

"good boy," he coos. "that's a good boy. god, you're pathetic, a desperate little whore, drooling and begging for daddy's cunt." he squeezes jason for emphasis. "... but you've been good. obedient. so you deserve a prize."

sal shifts his hips, positioning the head of jason's cock at his hole.

"keep those hands still," he barks. jason nods, and sal starts pushing it in. it's a tight squeeze, but sal's so wet that jason slides in easily for the most part. by the time he's fully seated, their hips flush together, jason is trembling and gasping. sal, too, is struggling to hold himself together, biting back a moan at the feeling of the thick length inside him.

it takes a moment before sal starts to move, lifting his hips slightly before bringing them down again. he rests his hands on jason's chest for leverage, groaning as he starts to fuck himself.

"you're so tight, daddy," jason whimpers. "fuck-"

"shhhh," sal says, moving one hand to stroke jason's face. "keep quiet--let daddy use you."

and jason tried to stay quiet, but he can't stop himself from moaning and whimpering. sal's walls are slick and hot, squeezing him perfectly. his moans gradually get louder, and he's struggling to keep his hands in place. finally, sal takes pity on him.

"put your hands on my hips," he orders. jason does so immediately. sal laughs, his hand sliding down to wrap lightly around jason's throat. "fuck, you're so eager to please, ain't you?" jason nods to the best of his ability, whimpering breathlessly.

sal gradually gets faster, until he's bouncing up and down on jason's fat dick hard enough he's barely staying upright. jason's hands are gripping his hips tight, offering support and holding him up.

"you close?" sal asks. jason nods, hardly able to speak. "don't finish yet, little slut--daddy needs to cum first."

jason tried his best not to cum, but he finally can't hold it back, his cock twitching before spilling deep into sal as he shouts with pleasure. sal's hips still, and jason takes a second to catch his breath.

after a moment, jason speaks.

"'m sorry, daddy," he whimpers. sal's grip on his throat loosens, and he strokes a clawed thumb across the hot, sweaty skin.

"for what?" sal prompts.

"f-for cumming too soon." jason swallows. "i-i tried to hold it back, i did, but you felt so good and-"

sal clenches around his softening cock suddenly, making him cry out, and smiles.

"you can make it up to me, billy," sal says. "i ain't mad at ya', but if you really wanna show daddy what a good boy you are..." he pauses, thinking for a moment, before he comes to a decision. "... you can eat daddy's cunt like a good little whore." immediately, jason is nodding, licking his lips unconsciously. sal laughs at the sight. "eager fucking slut."

sal sits up, letting jason's soft dick slip out of him, followed by a trickle of cum and slick. jason groans at the sight, his cock twitching in a valiant effort to harden again.

sal hovers his hips over jason's face, carefully lowering down. "enjoy your meal, billy," sal says fondly, stroking his hands through jason's long blond locks.

and enjoy he does.

the moment jason's mouth makes contact with sal's cunt, he digs in, not even flinching at the taste of his own seed. he slurps it right up, lapping at the soaking folds and grazing his teeth along sal's throbbing t-dick. jason's hands end up on sal's hips again, squeezing and holding him firmly in place. it's clear right away that jason doesn't know what he's doing, but his emthusiasm more than makes up for that. he licks sal over and over, occasionally nipping and sucking. his face is a mess of drool and slick and cum, and he's having the time of his goddamn life.

as jason eats him out, sal is suddenly struck by just how eager jason is to please him. previous sexual partners, even ones who cared about his pleasure to some degree, never were like that. never acted like touching sal was an honor, a privilege they were grateful for. jason is out of his depth here, but he's diving in with gusto because it's sal.

sal shoves down the swell of emotion in his chest and tugs on jason's hair instead.

finally, sal cums with a snarl, shuddering as jason continues lapping at him through the aftershocks of his orgasm. soon after, sal pulls back, resting on jason's chest and looking down at him.

jason looks starstruck. his face is wet and red, his eyes a little glassy, but he's smiling. and he looks so proud of himself.

"like that, daddy?" he teases. "or should i go back in, just to be sure?"

the tide of emotions swelling up inside sal washes over him and he feels tears bead at the corners of his eyes. he tries to hide them, but of course jason notices. immediately, jason's proud grin falls and he sits up.

"sally?" he says gently. "sally, baby, what's wrong?"

the open concern and care in his voice is the final straw that breaks the dam, and sal lets out a muffled sob as he covers his face with his hands. jason immediately moves them both, holding sal tight to his chest and rubbing his back. soon, sal is fucking bawling, burying his face in jason's neck. and jason keeps holding him, lifting a hand to stroke his hair as he coos to him.

finally, sal calms down enough that his sobs become quiet little whimpers, but he stays in jason's arms, shuddering. jason kisses the top of his head.

"you okay, baby?" he asks. "c'mon, tell me what happened."

"n-nothin' happened," sal manages to say after a minute, his tongue heavy in his mouth. "i- i- you-" you're too good to me. too good for me. i'm a mess and a monster and fucking pathetic and you're the best thing that's-

sal is wrenched out of those thoughts by gentle fingers carding through his hair.

"i'm here, baby," jason says. "i'm here." he kisses sal's forehead. and even though his face is tacky and sticky with cum and spit, all sal can do is press himself closer.

[peachyteabuck]

of course it was the daily caller who asked Donald J. Trump, a man with so many felony charges it sounds like a punchline, about Taylor Swift and her boytoy. who gives a fuck that he's now at trial for a crime people have been accusing him of since the 80s. certainly not the Tucker Carlson's Precum Foundation

[davidkarofskyindie]

Having Nathan so deep inside him like this felt like it was what David was meant for. Every single motion of his lover's length was electric, it sent waves of pleasure mixed with a tiny hint of pain through him and he craved it with every little motion. He'd waited for this for so long and it was everything he'd ever wanted, he knew more than ever now that he had been born to bottom and Nathan was all he needed. He whimpered as he looked back a little to just see Nathan, the older man he loved so much was so sexy that it had David's body trembling.

"It's yours Daddy" he whimpered out, his voice still low but breathy as hell. He smiled sweetly feeling the beard rubbing against his neck, feeling more wanted and loved than ever "Please, do it Daddy... fuck me all the time, fuck me so much that I only feel right with you in me... wanna be your slut, your hole, your boytoy you play with however you want... oh fuck, it sounds like heaven" he moaned, a moan that got louder when his nipple was played with. He let one hand reach back to grab onto Nathan's hip as the man thrust in just right and hit him in a spot that had been out of reach of even his most adventurous fingers "Oh fuck Nathan... that... that spot... that one felt good" he moaned, his own admittedly large cock leaking precum whenever that spot was hit inside him. "Na... Daddy... fuck, feels so good... you're so good to me... oh god, you're gonna make me cum so fucking hard!" he cried out happily as his large muscular ass rocked back, wanting as much as he could handle before he came. He was trying so hard to hold back, wanting it to last a long time because it felt absolutely heavenly.

Nathan knew he might have been the first cock David ever took, but to hear those words fueled his ego and stamina. Here was this anal virgin begging for more, looking so desperate to keep going and getting fucked. Making those beautiful sounds. Nathan looked down at David as the cub asked those questions. "If I have my way, it always will, baby." With his free hand, Nathan spanked David's cheek, hoping that would be something the young cub would be into while getting fucked. The impact was so hard that there was a hand imprint left there.

"Tell me when baby, and I'll fuck you wherever I can. This hole is mine. Say it," he moaned, wanting to hear that line in David's voice so he could always remember it no matter what. He leaned down so that his beard could rub against the back of David's neck as he listened to the other. "I'll fuck you so much, cub, we won't even need fancy lube or prep. Good ol' spit will do. A slut just for me. That sound good?" asked Nathan as his thrusts changed. In this angle, he focused more on strength behind his thrust rather than speed, also moving his hips in a wide circle to further stretch out those walls. That free hand also went down and began pinching one of David's nips. Nathan could already feeling himself getting close with how tight David was.

[voidpunker]

so fun when your brain just latches onto a new oc. they live in your head forever now, just keep thinking abt them

devastating when said oc is called Boytoy Precum

[betelgeuse-1988]

okay I've never made. a request b4, but uhhh anything nsfw with lawrence + a trans man reader? no real requirements or anything, maybe just like having it be soft n loving,, idk I have a crush on this man n yr writing is lovely <3

omg thank you so much for the request!! and i'm so honored you like my writing fjhdsakfhsa

anyway here it is! i hope it's soft enough for you <3

lawrence x ftm reader (this is my first time writing an explicitly trans reader; lmk if there are any ways i can improve/things i should change!)

warnings: cockwarming, petnames galore!!, unprotected sex, + this was written at 1:00am so big sorry if there are mistakes

“Lawrence?” you said, peaking into his office. It had been a while since the two of you spent a night together, and you were curious as to what had him stuck in his office so late recently.

“Yes, darling?” He said, not looking up from his work. He was sketching something again, Lawrence would always tell you it was just a secret project for a friend. Despite being absorbed by his work, he had a wide smile on his face at the sound of your voice.

Your relationship with the doctor was...strange to say the least. You were hired as an assistant to help him around his mostly-barren apartment after his separation and especially after he received his prosthetic foot. It was a winter job, for you, in order to make some money while off from college. After that, and a few other events most may deem “unethical”, you moved in and developed a budding relationship with the doctor.

“I just…” you trailed off, nervous to ask him for anything all of a sudden. You looked away but also began walking into his office. Perhaps, even for a while, being closer to him would provide you with the necessary confidence to reveal your desires and curiosities. “I wanted to know when you were coming to bed?”

“Oh, darling,” he said, still not looking up at you. “I got home from work late and I really need to finish this as soon as possible. I’m sorry, but…” he stopped, finally looking into your eyes to see your apprehension and just how lonely you looked. “But, why don’t you come here and keep me company?”

You moved to sit in a chair next to his desk, saved for when you would finish work for class with him in his office. Lawrence, however, stopped you before you could actually sit all the way down. “No, I meant, why don’t you come here and sit like a good boy?” he said, patting his lap gently. You smiled and nodded, walking to Lawrence’s side, ready to sit down on his lap. “Ah ah ah,” he stopped you again, pulling down the zipper on his pants. Lawrence pulled out his cock, jerking it to make sure it’s fully hard. Getting wet at the prospect of having sex in his office, something Lawrence was usually turned off by, you pulled down the shorts you were going to sleep in. The doctor chuckled at your eagerness, continuing to jerk himself off slowly. “Now, darling, you’re gonna sit here like the good boy you are and you’re gonna stay as still as possible with my cock in your hole, okay? And if you behave, I’ll fuck you on my desk like you’ve always wanted.”

Too caught up in his words, there was nothing elegant about your response. You could already hear the overeagerness in your voice, without having said anything. “Okay, I’ll try to be good for you, Lawrence.” You walked over to him, fingering yourself open for him. He watched you as he jerked himself off, precum leaking from the tip of his cock already. He rubbed a hand up and down your side as you worked yourself up to three fingers. Once you could thrust them inside comfortably, you pulled them out and finally seated yourself on Lawrence’s member. Feeling him fill you completely right away, without moving, was odd. It was hard not to twitch or squirm, but Lawrence kept an arm wrapped around you. It was a tight grip, reassuring you that you could follow his orders. You were so distracted by keeping still you couldn’t really pay attention to what Lawrence was writing or drawing, only grounded by the few places where you could feel him touching you, skin-to-skin.

It could have been minutes or hours, but the time seemed to tick by like years. You could feel yourself getting wetter, becoming sloppy with how you were stretched around his dick. You were desperate for friction, for Lawrence to just completely wreck you when he tapped your stomach and put his pen down.

“You were so good for me, such a good boy. Now, do you want your reward?” Lawrence pressed delicate kisses on your back, rubbing your stomach as he thrust gently into you.

“Lawrence, please. Need you to fuck me, right here,” you moaned out desperately.

“Shh, it’s gonna be okay. Get up and bend over the desk.”

You hopped off him gently, not wanting to upset his leg more than it probably already was with how long you were sitting in his lap. You pushed some of the papers he had just been working on off to the side, laying directly on his work calendar (filled out with color-coded events and special dates). You felt Lawrence get up behind you, not bothering to discard any other pieces of clothing, his cock poking proudly out of his pants. His khaki pants still cinched by his belt, with a light blue shirt on top and a loose-hanging red tie. You felt like the doctor’s little boytoy, sneaking around during work hours. And, yet, he looked at you, so full of love and admiration, that you knew he genuinely loved and cared about you.

He entered you again, setting a brutal pace easily. Lawrence slipped in, filling you completely and quickly. You were both sensitive from the lengthy cockwarming, approaching your orgasm quickly. Helping to draw yourself closer, you jerked yourself off, desperate to finally reach your orgasm. Lawrence gripped your hips as his thrusting became quicker with an approaching orgasm. Feeling his cock twitch, you encouraged him to cum inside of you. “Cum inside me, Lawrence. Please, please, need it so bad. Make me cum, fill me up.”

His hips slowed down against yours as he groaned through his orgasm, your head dropping to the desk. Lawrence’s cum, on top of his desperate thrusting through his orgasm, helped you to reach yours, squeezing around his cock, finishing off his orgasm. Lawrence sighed contently behind you, pulling out to let you get up. He handed you the discarded shorts as you stretched, ready to head to bed for the night. But, instead of accepting the shorts right away, you pulled him in for a hug, kissing his cheek sloppily.

“Thank you, Larry. You always know what I need,” you snuggle into his neck, content to be in his loving presence after so long. “I love you, darling.”

He snorts at your use of his favorite petname, but he squeezes you extra tight. “Love you, too, darling.”

[touchmycoat]

Rip TLJ but LQG thinks oral is forbidden only if a dick is involved. SXY is gonna flaunt that loophole hard. But ofc TLJ won't be idle while she teaches LQG how to eat her out. There are so many things to try that don't involve dick in hole. Eventually, though, LQG will get her nice and wet and TLJ is going to fuck right into her in front of LQG and give him a nice view of what heavenly dick can do, until he can't stop thinking of how that might feel in HIM.... your fics get me so thirsty!!!

LQG IS GONNA EAT 👏 PUSSY 👏 LIKE 👏 A 👏 CHAMPION 👏 oh FUCK me up, this is so hot, okay okay so—

you know by now i have a shit sense of humor and no excuse, so headcanon for LBH's conception? SXY actually has a pretty tight & shallow cunt, so penetration with anything more than a finger isn't always comfortable, unless they work her over REAL hard. Which, hey, TLJ is more than happy to do. But it's not like TLJ & SXY really had that much time together pre-canon, so the one time they got the closest to p-in-v penetration was literally: head gets in, SXY starts clenching uncomfortably, TLJ pulls out.

and that's it. TLJ's super-powered heavenly demon sperm from precum alone is what impregnates SXY and SXY is like jesus fucking christ.

anyways so post-canon, husband&wife are well-aware that any p-in-v sex is gonna require 天時地利人和 so they're just chillin. They have a new boytoy! Boytoy doesn't do penetration so it's all good! They can mess around in every other way

then they're traveling, and they find surprisingly effective contraception and stow that away. They're both deeply uncomfortable with the notion of having another child, tyvm.

then SXY is flaunting the fact that LQG can and will give oral just not to TLJ's dick, and she's having LQG eat her out so good (handwave he's like the specific yang energy source she needs to keep her pilot light ~stoked~ blah blah so they gotta keep banging) and TLJ is rutting up behind her all jealous and very very turned on 'cause LQG is DETERMINED and what's that her fourth orgasm already

so she's very very very relaxed and TLJ slips a finger into her from underneath. Then another one. Then she's licking her lips and nodding, so TLJ grabs the contraception (is it a condom???? eh anyways) and slowly sits her down on top of him

and LQG is still between her legs staring

and once TLJ is all the way inside they don't move for a bit. SXY's trying to relax. and in comes champion boytoy LQG without any prompting, tongue out, licking and sucking at both of them

and all of a sudden it's TLJ torture hours hahahah, SXY's like "no babe you can't move or you'll hurt me, that's it Peak Lord Liu keep sucking on his balls like that, ah i'm just going to clench real quick no, langjun, do NOT move :))"

let's see what else can we do with this, face-riding sounds impossibly hard to coordinate with also fucking but maybe the three of them can manage lmfao—SXY grinds on LQG's face while TLJ fucks her from behind? LQG's getting real up close and personal with TLJ's cock so when SXY finally calls it quits after her Xth orgasm of the night she deliberately leaves him in front of TLJ's hard cock as a moral dilemma??? "oh hmm my poor husband is still hard after all that too bad my weak, still-recovering body can't help with that :((" and that's how LQG gives his first "blowjob" that's more a tongue-assisted handjob but whatever, TLJ liked it, he liked it very much. and they can make such a proper mess out of LQG's ponytail like that aaaaaahhhhhhhhh fuck me up