#Jake Gyllenhaal

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@pierppasolini thanks for sharing your behind the scenes photos.

Ang Lee, Heath Ledger and Jake Gyllenhaal - behind the scenes of Brokeback Mountain

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sub!donnie pouring out apologies when ur riding him on the couch and he js grabs you and fucks up into you cuz he can’t control himself… lwk size kink too

Your requests are always so good I can’t. This isn’t super long but I had to get it out of my head. This request honestly did things to me.

Giving in

- Donnie Darko

This picture has nothing to do with the fic but he’s cute so

Summary: Donnie can’t control himself and guiltily takes things in his own hands

Warnings: Sub!Donnie, edging, blowjob, riding, orgasm denial, praise, begging, crying, size difference if you squint, piv sex, unprotected sex.

Word count: 1150~

Notes: First time my own fic has turned me on. Anyway. If you think seeing the dickprint on your lower stomach is unrealistic, you just haven’t been with anyone big enough. Take it from me.

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Donnie was practically crying at this point. You torturing him by blowing him and stopping before he got to cum over and over had smushed his brain. But your praise made up for it.

His cock had been twitching in your mouth, ready to cum down your throat more than once. And when he finally caught his breath back, you would swallow him back down.

You couldn’t help but feel a bit bad. His face was hot and flustered, and his hair was a mess. His hands were shaky from gripping onto the couch cushions, from trying his best not to cum against your orders.

You sat up and straddled him. You could feel his cock pulsating beneath you, leaking and painfully hard. It was time to wrap things up; poor thing was so close to earning his orgasm. You pressed a gentle kiss to his lips, “You’ve done so well,” another kiss, “I’ll let you cum soon.” He whined but nodded; he didn’t know how much more he could take. But the longer the wait, the better the reward, he thought to himself.

His cock stretched you out as you sank down on him; he wasn’t small by any means. His veiny hands were gripping onto your waist to keep him grounded. You started moving slowly. Just sitting on him, grinding against his pelvis with your hands on his shoulders to hold yourself up.

Donnie proved to have a hard time staying in his place. Seconds after you started moving, his hips bucked, and he accidentally thrust up into you. “Fuck, I’m sorry I can’t,” he whined, eyebrows furrowed in frustration. Poor thing was trying his best to keep it in; the vein above his left eye was showing, a testament to his strain.

You pushed his hips back down onto the couch. “Yes, you can, baby,” you encouraged him and kept riding him at your own tortuous pace. You had been waiting for this the whole day, feeling Donnie filling you up and his dark stubble against your clit, you didn’t want it to end so soon.

His hips bucked again, making you break and moan against your will. “Donnie,” you warned him, “Don’t.” He held back a cry, but you could see his eyes watering. God, he wanted to flip you over and fuck you senseless. Wanted to put his mouth all over your tits and neck.

You sped up, falling down on him harder. Donnie pressed his lips together. But he couldn’t focus. “I’m sorry, I’m sorry,” he rambled, not even sure what he was sorry for. Maybe he just wanted you to give in. “You’re doing so well, don’t apologize,” you responded, “just hold on a bit longer.” He looked so fragile; you couldn’t be mean to him, couldn’t degrade him like in this state.

Though, maybe you should’ve. Because a second later, Donnie’s hands pulled your hips down on his cock. “I’m sorry, I can’t do this,” he whined, feeling so bad for not controlling himself. He didn’t stop this time; instead, he continued moving you up and down on him, which he could’ve done this whole time considering how much stronger he was than you.

“I just really need to cum. I’m sorry, ah—!” Now he was really a mess. His hair stuck to the sweat on his forehead, and his arms flexed as he bounced you up and down.

You honestly didn’t have the mind to bother stopping him and taking back the control. You needed this too. Having his cock in your mouth for so long had left you soaked. Donnie kept rambling apologies beneath you. “Can’t control myself; I’m sorry.” He looked like he was in pain, even though he was feeling the complete opposite. Tears were threatening to spill out of his eyes; he didn’t want to be bad.

His hips snapped up into yours despite his guilt, completely numbing and overstimulating you all at once. You let him have his reward, partly because it all felt so good. “You’re just too pretty; I can’t stop myself,” he tried to explain, as if you were listening. Though, you did hear the other noises coming from his mouth. Pathetic, whiny, girl-like moans. (You see, Donnie’s vocal cords were tired from everything you had put him through.) It was the best sound in the world.

Donnie watched his cock bulging against your lower belly, his ego inflating. How could he ever resist pounding into his girl when she was half his size, just begging to be tossed around? He was actually being really good for keeping you in this position instead of bending you over.

“I love you. I’m sorry,” he apologized again, still whining like a bitch. His nails dug into your skin, leaving moon crescent marks. His hips were practically off the couch, meeting yours with each thrust. He went fast and hard, running on adrenaline and his aching need.

“Please, I need to cum,” he begged, like your words meant anything to him at this point. You didn’t respond; he wouldn’t have listened anyway. “God, I’m sorry.” Tears were running down his cheeks, down over his neck, settling in the crevice of his collarbones.

Even though he was ignoring every rule you had set, his whimpering was delicious and enough to make your walls crumble. “Cumming too,” you mumbled, making Donnie sigh in relief as some of the weight lifted off his shoulders. “Please, baby,” he begged. He couldn’t imagine a better reward.

Donnie came just seconds before you, biting his lips as his thighs shook. If there was a God, this was the closest he’d come. You followed closely, cumming with a moan and riding your orgasm out, stuffed with his softening cock and hot cum.

You laid down on his chest, breathing heavily as you came down from your high. Donnie’s arms wrapped around you, holding you tight against his chest. “I’m sorry, baby, don’t be mad,” he sniffled into your hair. “I don’t know what’s wrong with me.” He felt so guilty, so dirty. He lost control.

“It’s okay, Don,” you kissed his forehead, “You earned it.” You moved your lips to his cheek, tasting his salty tears. He mumbled a thank you. Grateful you were so forgiving and kind.

“Do you want to wash up?” You asked. Both of you were covered in cum and saliva, definitely in need of a shower. “Yeah,” Donnie nodded and dried his tears. You smiled at him, your big, sweet golden retriever. Your heart ached for him. “If you want…,” your smile turned into a grin, “you can get back at me for being so mean.” His face lit up.

“You’re gonna regret saying that,” he smiled back and kissed you, slipping his tongue into your mouth. This was far from over.

[gyllenhaal-j]

Jake at the Prisoners TIFF Premiere

[anthonysperkins]

Jake Gyllenhaal and Heath Ledger Brokeback Mountain (2005) dir. Ang Lee

Elio Marcuzzo and Massimo Girotti Ossessione (1943) dir. Luchino Visconti

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Heath Ledger and Jake Gyllenhaal Brokeback Mountain (2005) dir. Ang Lee

[lovelyymeq]

Its the daddy issues in me I swear

[teaganrae15]

I’m movie lovers🎬🎞️🎥

[ayo-edebiri]

Donnie Darko (2001) dir. Richard Kelly

[calatia]

heath ledger

[jakeperalta]

@giftober 2024 | day 27: blue ➛ brokeback mountain (2005) [insp]

[gyllenhaalstuff]

high sex in pilot’s hotboxed car.

[zanephillips]

JAKE GYLLENHAAL Brokeback Mountain (2005) dir. Ang Lee

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DONNIE DARKO (2001) dir. Richard Kelly

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had to share this gem from tiktok bc. yeah.