#Cole trickle

[sluttyhenley]

And he goes straight to Victory Lane.

DAYS OF THUNDER (1990) dir. Tony Scott

[acecroft]

TOM CRUISE as Cole Trickle in Days of Thunder (1990)

[pilvimarja]

[sstrawberriel]

Soo, I lowkey wanna start making character.ai bots. Especially for Top Gun characters (Both 86 and TGM) and val kilmer/tom cruise characters. If y'all have any requests and prompts for a bot, please send 'em in to me😭 ESPECIALLY Tom Kazansky. that man is SO FINEEE and so underrated bro😮‍💨

[cruisecel]

Tom Cruise as "Cole Trickle" (1990)

[huntmavs]

young ethan hunt!!!!!!

[bontenmarumaru0401]

Cole Trickle

[sdrose93]

Cole Trickle 😍

[avianii]

resisting the feminine urge to cut my hair short after watching days of thunder again

[mitchellpete]

Kinktober Day 10 - Handjob

pairing: cole trickle x gn!reader

cw: drinking, handjobs, slight dirty talk (?)

word count: 1066

kinktober masterlist here.

18+ ONLY | MINORS DNI

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His first ever NASCAR victory, a sponsor, and a bit of weight off his shoulders. Some of it off of yours too. The eventful—but gratifying—day had Cole sprawled out on the leather booth in the trailer. En route to Florida, a beer in his hand and you by his side. It really couldn’t get any better than this.

He’s got a cheeky smile on his face, taking a swig of his beer every other minute as he mumbles on and on about the race. You listen attentively, though it’s hard to focus with the way he’s laying beside you. Head against the arm rest, Superflo hat hanging over his eyes, beer bottle against his waistline, a leg dangling off the seat and the other one propped up next to you. Your fingers absentmindedly wrap around it, squeezing at his calf, toying with the material on his jeans.

Cole is happily murmuring to you, unbeknownst if you’re actually listening or not—too tipsy to care. 

Unbeknownst to your hungry eyes, too. 

Your breath catches in your throat at the sight of his fingers around the beer bottle, how he’s got it right above his crotch, hips jerking up ever so slightly as he squirms on the seat. 

He’s still in the midst of his rambling when you quietly (and impulsively) ask him, “Do you want a handjob?”

Cole stops talking, his half-lidded eyes fluttering open, as if he were awakening from sleep. He squirms again, shifting an inch to really look at you under his low hanging hat. “What?”

You bite your lip. “Do you want a handjob?” you repeat, same tone.

He takes the hat off—pushes it up on his forehead and it falls off his head, rather—and looks at you with suddenly eager eyes. A bit bewildered, he answers as quietly as you asked him, “Okay.”

Okay, so maybe it could get better.

Cole carelessly sets the nearly empty bottle down on the floor, and it rolls towards the wall with a clink. He doesn’t take his eyes off you for even a second as he starts to unbuckle his belt. You bring his propped up leg down and over your lap, inching closer as he starts unbuttoning his jeans. You let him work the front of his pants open, but reach in to intervene when he sticks his hand inside to palm at himself.

“Stop,” you interrupt. “Let me.”

He slowly removes his hand, breathes out, and watches you.

A small tug at his briefs, and the way he’s laying grants you easy access. He watches your hand as it pulls his cock out and hisses at the first contact. 

Cole’s lashes flutter in pleasure, his eyes drooping as your fingers squeeze his shaft. “Mmm.. What’s the sudden occasion?”

You shift even closer, opening your salivating mouth above him to let a good amount of spit collect on your tongue. It drips over the tip, trailing down and over the fist you have around him. “You and that beer bottle.” 

He languidly raises his brows, relaxing into the seat. “Huh.”

You smile, your hand spreading the spit over the head and down the sides, feeling him harden in your grasp. Cole starts panting, shallowly at first, before the little quiet and high pitched moans start spilling from his lips. 

It’s the alcohol, you think, that has him so fucking flushed and pretty and whiny for you right now. A blush creeps into his cheeks at the slicked noises your hand makes around his dick, bringing it up over the head and then all the way down to lubricate him generously. 

“Oh—” he whines, tilting his head against the arm rest, eyes still semi-shut as the pleasure buds in his abdomen.

Once his cock is nice and slippery, you lean down to press a kiss to his hipbone before starting your strokes. Easy at first, a middling pace, but it’s enough to get some very happy noises out of him; you don’t think you’ve ever heard him sound so giddy.

“Feel good?” you ask sweetly, hand slipping up and down, feeling the prominent vein he’s got along his shaft.

The tip gets red as your pace quickens, small strains of precum beading out.

“F–fuck—yes,” he gasps out, bowing his head to continue watching. 

Cole absentmindedly starts jerking his hips again. Your hand slows down to observe him, which gets a particularly loud groan from him, and then he’s fucking himself up into your fist in impatience. “No, don’t stop,” he pleads, voice shaky, hips sputtering into your tight grip. 

You almost want to just let him fuck your fist, have him chase his own high, but it’s not that kind of day. He’s already earned it, you think. This is more of a reward on your part, a way to help him relax, too. 

Cole does not look relaxed anymore, instead entirely disheveled, hair sticking up slightly from rubbing his head back and forth against the arm rest, cheeks flushed, lips slick with spit. Pathetic little noises coming out of him, urging you to get him to his breaking point. You can’t wait to see it happen, how pretty he’ll look, so your hand quickens once more. 

Pleasure buds at your core too, the sounds of your hand working him and the sounds of his moans arousing you deeply, not to mention the sight of him. 

His entire body jerks when you use your free hand to fondle his balls, squeezing gently, running your thumb over the skin. You feel them tighten after a few more furious strokes, your touch there pushing him to the edge. Cole eventually spills out hot spurts of his cum, as well as even louder groans and a mix of uncontrollable whimpers as the white hot bliss overtakes him. Some of it lands on your hand, some on his clothed thigh, some even on the leather beneath you. 

“Nnngh—so good,” he slurs, hips still jerking up into your fist, his hand bunching into the material of his t-shirt. 

Your stroking decelerates, motions becoming more languid and lazy. No longer impatient, his hips start to jerk in overstimulation instead; you realize when his whines continue. 

You remove your hand then, and climb over him to pull him into a heated kiss. His hands immediately cup your face as you lock lips, and he murmurs a very soft ‘thank you’ as the kiss deepens.

[stopthatfool]

this is your monthly reminder that i can paint (also a reminder for me. it's been months since i last painted with oil)

Tom Cruise, you scare the shit out of me, but if you ever need your portrait painted, hit me up, king!

@calkale i painted him, as promised! and now he's locked up in the basement. who knows, one day he might even be moved to the furnace room. (the furnace room... the death sentence for all my paintings) (seriously though. what do i do with him.)

Jokes aside, this was really fun to paint! I love doing studies like this! And if you guys have any good movie stills like this (from top gun, Tom Cruise movies, Val Kilmer movies, or maybe things you want to see me paint/draw, or honestly whatever! I'm always happy to chat!) please send them to me (ask box, messages etc. etc.)! I would love to try and paint/draw them!

[staesthete]

watching movies from the 80s/90s starring tom cruise isn‘t enough anymore I need a time machine to make out with him

[noirsofia]

Tom Cruise's only writing credit is 'story' credit in Days of Thunder.

After filming Color of Money Tom went car racing with Paul Newman, almost blew up his car trying to impress Newman and decided to write a movie about it.

Cruise raced for Newman's team and they raced together until few years before Newman's death.

[pilvimarja]

[guqslvr]

save me tom cruise

[calkale]

just dropping in for a sec to post days of thunder content 🫡