#So i went with Paulie instead

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[jakkenpoy]

[harrysfolklore]

grammy at wembley - bandmate!yn blurb

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BANDMATE!YN MASTERLIST | MY PATREON

Wembley Stadium buzzed with excitement as the crowd eagerly waited for the big night to start. Feather boas, cowboy hats, pride flags and colorful signs were everywhere in sight in typical Love on Tour fashion.

Tonight was one for the history books. Harry was closing out a successful run of 4 sold out nights at Wembley Stadium, and his family, friends, colleagues and all kinds of loved ones came together to support him.

To celebrate said shows, Harry had a lot of surprises in store, including letting each of his bandmates be an opening act for a different show; and even though it took a lot of convincing, his girlfriend agreed to take part for the final night.

"I'm not sure, lovie. I mean people like what I do as your bassist but my own work? I don't know if they would like to hear that." YN said when Harry brought up the proposal.

"They would, because you're insanely talented and everyone deserves to see it."

And with a few more kisses and sweet words, YN accepted to perform and delivered an impeccable set that was loved by everyone in the stadium, specially Harry who greeted her as soon as she was off the stage and held her as he said how proud he felt.

Now, the band was getting ready to hit the stage together one final time, gathering around in a circle as they always did.

"Okay, I'm not trying to get sentimental over here," Harry spoke to his bandmates, "But these past shows wouldn't had been possible without you, so let's do it one last time for London."

"Let's go!" Pauli cheered hyping everyone, and then they were off to perform.

The evening went on filled with music, excitement and love. Harry charmed the crowd as usual and the band gave their best playing their instruments.

"I'd like to take a few second, no, not a quick second, a brief moment to introduce you to my wonderful band." Harry said into the mic and proceeded to introduce each of his bandmates, leaving his girlfriend last as usual.

"And finally, in bass and vocals, YN!" she waved out to the crowd, but surprise filled her face when instead of moving on with the next song, Harry continued speaking about her, "YN, you're not just my bandmate, you're also my girlfriend, my musical soulmate and my partner in crime," Harry said, putting a hand into his heart and making the entire audience become emotional, "Tonight is a very special night, and I want to give you something that is just as special, and celebrate with everyone here."

A trace of confusion flickered across YN's face, not sure about what Harry was about to do, she leaned closer and her voice came out in barely a whisper, "Harry what's going on? Don't tell me you're proposing becau-"

"I'm not proposing, yet," Harry interrupted her with a wink, "Just wait here."

He walked towards the side of the stage where a crew member handed her the a shinny item that YN and the rest of the crowd was yet to identify, it was when she took a proper look at the golden trophy that a wave of realization hit her body.

"No way, Harry. Is that?" YN said off the mic to him when he was next to her.

"It's your Grammy, baby. Came in the mail the other day and I decided this was the best way to give it to you," Harry shrugged, pulling her into his arms in hug, "Congratulations, bandmate."

YN pulled back to look at him, she was aware of the thousands of fans watching them but she still pulled him in for a quick kiss before speaking, "Thank you, this is magical."

Harry only pecked her forehead before speaking to the crowd again, "Give it up for YN! Grammy Award winner for her collaboration as a songwriter and producer in Harry's House!"

The audience broke down in cheers and screams as YN held her award up, and as the crowd continued to celebrate, she thought that the award not only symbolized a musical achievement, but also the strong bond she shared with Harry, one she wishes would last forever.

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[britany1997]

Fate Yields For No One

Chapter Four

Were you wondering what the boys were doing while reader and Maria were bonding at the video store those two weeks? Wonder no more! Here’s what they were up to lol

I strongly recommend going back to at least read chapter 3 before reading this one, as some of the scenes will be the same, but from Paul’s perspective:)

Poly Lost Boys x Max’s Daughter Reader

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California, 1986

Paul’s eyes widened as he realized who you were to him. You wished you could have stopped the word that fell from his lips.

“Mine.”

Paul stared at you, his eyes raking up and down, taking you in. God you were beautiful, the others would love you. As his shock wore off, Paul felt a giddy feeling bubbling in his chest.

He had a million questions to ask you. Your favorite food, your favorite color, your favorite band. Paul had to know anything and everything. (Even if you liked Tiffany or something, he could get over it…eventually.)

As your lips parted, Paul prepared himself to be enchanted by whatever honeyed words you’d speak to him. He reached forward to caress your cheek.

Instead of leaning into the touch as he’d expected you to, you recoiled. His brow furrowed.

“Oh my god I totally forgot I have to go stock things in the back, so nice to meet you, bye!” He heard you blurt out before you moved away from him.

There were few times in Paul’s life when he was actually rendered speechless. This was one of them.

Paul’s brow furrowed, “what?” He whispered as he moved to stand in front of the desk’s swinging door you’d been headed for. Surely he’d misunderstood (wouldn’t be the first time), you had to at least talk this out.

He watched your face twist into a glare, “you’re in my way…” you bit out at him.

Paul’s confusion turned to frustration. “What?!” He repeated, “but we’re…I mean we-” he stumbled over his words, desperate and utterly flabbergasted.

“I know what we are,” you told him, “and I don’t care. So can you please move aside so I can do my job?”

Paul’s jaw dropped.

You…didn’t want him? Didn’t want a mate? Someone who’d love you unconditionally for eternity? Who’d do anything for you? God what was wrong with you?

He stumbled a bit as you pushed past him. “Hey!” He called after you, his ego more bruised than it’d ever been.

“This isn’t over you know,” he promised, resolved to win your heart, even if he had to recruit some…reinforcements.

You scoffed, oblivious to Paul’s plotting. “Seems like it is,” you replied before slipping into the back of the video store.

“What the fuck just happened,” Paul murmured to himself as he rubbed his forehead.

Maria whistled “tough break Paulie.” She bumped him with her hip before she went back to returning DVDs.

Paul scoffed. She didn’t know the half of it. “I gotta go Maria,” he muttered, stalking off with his tail between his legs.

She snickered softly as she watched him go.

Paul shook his head, he was gonna be in for one long conversation when he got back to the cave.

Paul slunk across the boardwalk, hands in his pockets, as he made his way back to his bike.

His head nodded along to the beat of the music playing over the speakers. Paul started to tap out a four count on his thigh as he walked and hummed.

“Are you going to that bonfire Friday?” “I dunno, is Jason gonna be there?” “Ugh, probably” Paul huffed a laugh as he eavesdropped on the vapid boardwalk talk.

A bonfire on Friday did sound fun though. Should he and the guys throw a party? Who would they even invite? Maria? Maria, who worked at the video store with his new mate. He sighed. What a mess.

As he walked, his mind wandered to her pretty face. He wished she would have let him touch her. She looked so soft. He just wanted to hold her. He could be gentle!

He huffed.

Didn’t she realize he was hers? Didn’t she know he’d do anything for her? He’d be anything she needed? He’d probably even cut his hair for her if she asked. As long as she let him hold a memorial service after.

She was pretty, and soft (probably), witty and fiery, and she was right there at the video shop and she didn’t even want him. How fucked was that.

Paul frowned as he finally reached his bike, looking back over his shoulder in the shop’s direction. It’d been a while since he’d felt that hollow longing feeling of being alone.

But he wasn’t alone, not anymore. And whatever had happened back there, he and his boys were gonna fix it, he knew they would.

Paul revved his engine with renewed determination. ‘Just wait pretty girl,’ he thought, ‘cause we’re comin back for ya’

When Paul arrived at the cave, each of the boys were too immersed in their own activities to notice.

On the couch, Dwayne was two-hundred and twelve pages into his thirty-first reread of Dostoevsky’s The Brothers Karamazov and from the way Dwayne was hunched over the book, quite literally on the edge of his seat with his brow furrowed, Paul could tell it was just starting to get good.

Though Paul could barely think over the harsh whirring sound of Marko’s sewing machine. He’d been occupied with making patch-work vests and skirts lately to expand his wardrobe. And while Paul appreciated having some extra pieces around he could borrow, after weeks of hyper fixated, non-stop sewing, the sound was worse than nails on a chalkboard.

David’s constant foot tapping didn’t help either. He was perched in his wheelchair throne, seemingly reviewing some ancient documents. By the way he was squinting and underlying, it seemed to be pretty important stuff.

But none of this was as important as what Paul had to tell them. He cleared his throat pointedly.

The whirring of the sewing machine slowed before coming to a stop, Dwayne looked up from his book expectantly, and a little annoyed, David continued his work, ignoring Paul entirely. “I’m calling a meeting,” Paul stated confidently.

“You don’t have the authority to call a meeting,” David said without looking up from his papers, “only Dwayne and I do.”

Paul wondered if he could explode David with his mind if he tried hard enough. How would he know if he never tried?

“Well it’s an emergency,” Paul gritted.

David met Paul’s frustration with a mocking pout. “Dealer’s out of the good stuff again Paulie? Tragic.” He turned back to his papers.

Dwayne seemed to sense Paul’s desperation, “what’s wrong Paul?” he asked.

“I have another mate,” he said hesitantly, “which means that you guys probably do to.”

David stilled at the same time Marko gasped, the curly haired vampires lips curling up into a bright smile.

“What are they like? Are they nice? Are they funny? Are they hot?” The shorter vamp bombarded Paul with questions, making him cringe.

Dwayne frowned, “Paul…” he began gently, “why aren’t they here with you?”

A broken look crossed Paul’s face, “she…doesn’t want me.”

Marko’s excitement was extinguished as he came to Paul’s side, lacing their fingers together. Dwayne softened, quietly reflecting on Paul’s words. David frowned.

“What do you mean she doesn’t want you?” he narrowed his eyes.

“Exactly what I said dude,” Paul strained, “she said she didn’t care!”

David leaned back, unconvinced. “Tell us exactly what happened, start to finish.”

Paul nodded and painfully recounted every moment from the excitement of meeting you, to the pain of watching you leave as he picked up his jaw from the floor.

David stroked his chin, “are you sure she’s a vampire? Human mates are rare, but they’re not unheard of,” he mused.

Paul scoffed, “duh she’s a vampire! She said, ‘I know what we are, and I don’t care.’ How would she know we were mates if she wasn’t a vampire?” He threw his hands up in frustration.

“Did she say, ‘I know what we are,’ or did she say, ‘I know what you are,’” Dwayne chimed in.

Paul scratched his head, what did she say? He’d been talking about what they were, but had she? He couldn’t quite remember. “She could have been saying ‘I know what you are,’” he decided.

David’s hands clapped together, “so she’s human, but she knows we’re vampires, or at least that you are Paul. Unsurprising, you and Marko have the combined subtlety of an airhorn at the opera,” Paul rolled his eyes. “That’s an easy enough fix,” David reasoned.

“Makes more sense too,” Marko added. “If she ran off, it was probably because she was scared. If I was a human I wouldn’t wanna fuck around with us to get bit either.”

“Why don’t we give her some time,” Dwayne suggested, “prove we’re not going to rush into the video store and drag her out to hurt her or anything. We could give her some space to calm down from her confrontation with Paul, and then we can all go meet her together.”

The boys nodded slowly, considering Dwayne’s plan.

“And,” Dwayne added, “if she’s human, we all need to be on our absolutely best behavior,” he shot a pointed glance at David.

David rolled his eyes, “I’d teach her to be on her best behavior,” he mumbled.

Dwayne sighed. “Let’s just give it two weeks, then we’ll go check in on her,” he paused his voice taking on a gentle tone once more, “I think we could all take some time to cool off.”

Paul tensed at that last part, but he knew Dwayne was right. You were a human and you didn’t understand. You couldn’t! They’d have to show you, go slow, ease you into things, be gentle…you were basically made of glass after all.

He sighed, ‘two weeks,’ he thought, ‘I can do two weeks.’

He could not do two weeks.

Not gracefully at least.

By the end of those two weeks, Paul was practically feral. The second the Sun began to fade into the horizon, Paul was awake and attempting to drag David out of the cave.

As eager to meet you as they were, the boys had grown tired of Paul’s impatience.

Dwayne’s evenings consistently began and ended with “has it been two weeks yet?” The dark haired vampire had come so close to just buying Paul a damn calendar.

Marko had had to stick to Paul like glue to stop him from wandering off to the video store every night. On two unfortunate occasions, Marko AND David had to drag him back to the cave to stop him was barging in to talk to you. Paul was like a dog with a bone when he wanted something, and he wanted you bad.

But Dwayne has assured him last night that today was the day, and Paul was chomping at the bit. “Let’s go,” he groaned, annoyed and excited.

“Paul.” Dwayne chastised.

“Dwayne.” Paul mocked.

“Paul,” it was too early for this shit. “I know you want to see her, we all do,” Dwayne reminded him. “But I think we should wait until closing.”

“What?!” Paul huffed, “I’ve been waiting two weeks! Now we gotta wait longer? No way man!”

“Paul listen,” David groaned, “we can’t have a long, intensive conversation with her about vampire mates with random human customers running around, get it? It’s a private conversation.”

Marko nodded in agreement, “it’s doesn’t seem fair to drop all of that on her while she’s still at work either,” he added, “it’s better if we get ‘er as she’s leaving.”

Paul rolled his eyes, “whatever, I bet Fishy’s on my side.” He grumbled as he stalked off to his room.

“You think we should invest in one of those backpack leashes for him?” Marko asked, only half joking.

David scoffed a laugh, “don’t tempt me.”

When closing time finally came, Paul’s eagerness had wavered. What if they explained everything and you still weren��t on board? Humans had tons of reasons to fear vampires after all, you might want nothing to do with them.

He shuddered at the thought.

He looked to his left to see Marko biting his thumb, equally nervous.

“A human mate,” he muttered under his breath, “what are the odds.”

David rolled his eyes, “if she’s a human I can use my thrall, why are you idiots so worried.”

Paul and Marko shot him dirty looks, but Dwayne placed a hand on his shoulder. As tough as David liked to pretend to be sometimes, Dwayne knew he was nervous too.

“No use waiting any longer,” the dark haired vampire reasoned, “c’mon.”

Dwayne lead the way, pushing the door to the video store open and letting the bell ring softly as the other boys filed in behind him.

The vampires maneuvered to the desk together, passing through aisles they’d walked through a million times over.

The silence was deafening as the boys’ thoughts whirled with what they’d say to you. How they’d explain the significance of vampire mates to a mere human.

Dwayne sighed, they probably had nothing to worry about. Even as a human, there’d still be a pull for you. And he could work with a pull, no matter how small.

He’d show you, he decided. Show you how amazing it could be to be cared for, to be protected. He’d treat you like a princess, he’d worship you if you let him.

God you must be his if he was already thinking this way. The tug at his heart grew stronger and strongernwith every step. If you only knew the effect you had on him, on them all. If you only knew you could have him wrapped around your finger.

When the boys finally reached the front desk, Dwayne’s musings were shattered by the vision of your tongue down Maria’s throat.

He watched as David’s jaw dropped when he was met with the sight of one of your hands tangled in Maria’s curly locks, the other caressing her hip.

He’d felt it, and by the looks of it, David and Marko had too. You were theirs, but you were tangled in Maria’s embrace.

The boys were too stunned to speak.

Until Paul abruptly broke the silence with a resounding “what the fuck.”

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[sad-ghost-of-garbage]

Nicknames with the Lost Boys

Affectionate and Goofy nicknames for and from the boys

Author: SadGhostofGarbage Warnings: this is a crackfic! It’s only semi serious. There is some NSFW headcannons so MDNI!

David:

David’s nicknames for reader: Kitten, Kitty, Kit Cat, Doll face, Beloved, and My Queen (Yes even as a male reader, David believes himself the King so naturally his partner is his other half despite gender. He regards his partner as the chess Queen to his King; here is a lil blurb of how I see the conversation going, the first time it happens.

Male reader x David: “Um David, why did you call me your Queen? I am a whole grown ass man?” “Beloved, you are the most important piece on my chess board, since I'm clearly the King, you are my other half.” The bastard has the audacity to say condescendingly as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. “You do realize that means I should be protecting you right?” That wipes the smirk right off his face, and he narrows his eyes at you. “Absolutely not happening”. He says with teeth grit in a firm line. “You are not putting yourself in any danger ever.” “Then by chess standards that makes you the Queen”. It was your turn for the shit eating grin, the expression on his face was priceless. It is definitely one of your favorite ways to tease him from that moment on. If however it causes you discomfort he will refrain from using it. But that doesn’t mean you can’t still tease him with it. You will be punished accordingly after every instance you jokingly call him “my Queen”, but teasing him is half the fun. Side note, Paul tries to help by suggesting you combine the two, “One of you can be, Quee-ing, and the other can be Ki-een. BOOM! Problem solved, you’re welcome!” Spoiler… It does not solve the problem.

Things that David secretly loves being called, its a “secret” because he “doesn’t do nicknames”: Handsome, Cowboy, My King, My one, My love, basically anything that has a possessive edge implying that David is readers everything (Daddy loves to be needed)

Things reader (and the boys) call him that he “hates”: Daviey (Paul’s go to mostly), Marko calls him Daddy as if he were confessing to a Catholic priest during confession; “Daddy I’ve been naughty” instead of “forgive me father for I have sinned”. Chaos ensues and you will catch David chasing Marko around the cave on multiple occasions for this very reason. David won’t admit out loud that he’s okay with his partner calling him Daddy but he does prefer Sir, but if it revs your engines then he will graciously allow you to call him Daddy. Moral of the story… David is a butthead.

Names David actually hates being called: Baby, And any nickname that is overly obnoxious like : Stud muffin, or Pookie.

Dwayne:

Dwayne’s nicknames for reader; Darling, Sweetheart, Baby/Babygirl/Babyboy (if it is Babyboy, just know Paul is jealous), Mama or Nobi for a non gendered version (of a parental name that both he and Laddie call a parental figure reader), Prince/Princess/Princex

Dwayne’s nicknames from the reader and the boys, they are all fair game for D-man: Papa, Big man, D, Snuggle bear, Big Cat, Baby Daddy

Nicknames that are affectionate when it comes from reader, and jokingly when coming from the boys: Gigantus, Tall Dark and Dracula, Skater boy, Dork

Paul:

Paul’s nicknames for Reader: Sugar, babe, bug, Beautiful/Handsome/Gorgeous, Hot Stuff, My cute lil capri sun! If you're still human. Bit will continue to call you that after you become a vamp as well, he just likes biting. (fun fact I looked up when capri-sun came out, the answer? 1969! its cannon!)

Paul’s nicknames from reader and the boys: Paulie, Puppy, Pretty boy, jellybelly~ Paul got high af and cried because his blood wasn’t jelly bean flavored after he ate 12 bags of them. “I wanna be a jellybean damn it” 😭 NSFW: I saw a post going around about sucking Paul’s dick and my brain went… ah a Paulie pop… and now it lives rent free in my head so have that too

Marko:

Marko’s nicknames for reader: Angel, Dove, Love, precious one, Sunshine, Tesoro / my treasure (if you headcannon him as an Italian, as many do 😉) the Juliet to his Romeo if you're a fem reader (until you point out that Juliet was like 13 and Romeo was 16. And comparing your love to that of children was not as romantic as he assumed it was. Those names quickly get abandoned)

Nicknames for Marko: Cassanova, Italian Stallion, Stud, Angel (the first time reader calls him angel you both argue over who gets to call the other angel, and it ends with an intervention from David. “You are both little devils, you brats!” you both continue to call each other angel, and David continues to call you both little devils.)

Nicknames that will get get you (or the boys) in trouble and not the good kind: Cherub, bird boy.

side note, I'd love to hear what nicknames you guys think the boys like being called and call their partners

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[faghubby]

MY ADVENTURE

I stood back against the wall and watched as my crush Jen, was stripped naked and set on a table. I was unable to look away as I saw Zack get on the table and push her head down he mounted her from behind slamming his big dick into her pussy. As no less then 15 guys watched. Another guy I think his name was John pulled out his cock and presented to her she quickly wrapped her mouth around it sucking it down her throat. I was rock hard as I watched the scene. I must of been sub consciously rubbing myself thru my jeans. When I noticed the guy next to me look down and smile. He pulled out his cock and stroked it. He watched me not the show going on. I tried not to look over at him but I couldn't help it. He side stepped closer to me. There where guys in front of us but they all straining to get a view of the show. This guy next to me let go of his cock and just let it bob out in front of him. As he looked at me. He reached over and took my hand. I went to pull away but didn't, instead I let him guide me to his cock. I held his cock in my hand. I stepped closer almost completely in front of him to shield what I was doing. I slowly stroked his cock.

It was all so unreal, the scene before me, this guy, I had never touched another guy's cock. Nor ever even thought about it. Yet here I was stroking him in a room full of other guys. I felt his hands on my hips and caress my ass. As I slowly gave him a hand job. Even reaching back to cup his balls. I had lost focus on Jen, looking up again I realized. Zach had been replaced by someone else. They where all planning on having a go. I thought about how many guys she could handle all while I stroked this guys cock. The more excited I got the more effort into stroking him. He was soon breathing heavy into my ear as he pressed against me, his hand now firmly dropping my ass. He came I moved my hand to catch it to avoid getting all over the guy in front of me. The guy bit my ear lightly then put his cock away and snuck out of the crowded room. I left as well not sure what to do with a hand full of cum. The line for the bathroom was long. I slipped outside and into the dark. I was so excited about what I had seen and done. I snuck behind a shed. I dropped my pants and used the cum to jerk off. I came very quick. Only then did I start to realize what I had done.

Was I gay, why did I just give a guy a handjob, but even worse used his sperm to jerk off. I found a hose and washed my hands. Went back inside and started drinking. The sex show seemed to be winding down. Jen must of had enough. I finished my drink and found her half asleep on the table. Some jerks having laughs sticking things inside her. I covered her and carried her out to my car. I laid her in the backseat. Then drove her home.

"Jen your home" I told her waking her.

"Paulie? Do you want me? I know you always had a thing for me" she cooed rapping her arms and legs around me as I tried to help her out of the car. "It's okay you can take me" she said kissing me. I thought about how many cocks she had sucked tonight as she did. But didn't pull away. Instead I helped her stand. Jen then stood and stepped back.

"Don't judge me Paulie, not you. I know I am a slut. I just love cock" she told me. She then reached into my jeans and stroked my hard again cock. She went to do pull it out when I came all over her hand. She just smiled pulled out her hand and licked my cum off of it. She then said goodnight and went inside her house. I just went home.

The next morning I found Jen's cum soaked panties in the backseat of my car. Along with a big crusty cum stain that must of leaked out of her. As the thoughts and images of what I had done and witnessed last night got me excited again. I had the biggest hardon of my life as I scubbed the cum out of my seat. How many different men was it? I pictured myself licking my own hand like Jen had after the mystery guy and cum in it. Unable to contain myself I took Jen's dirty panties into the bathroom and used them to jerk off. More covered in dried cum then Jen was not lost on me. I let that night go after that. Just a collage experience right.

It was several weeks later, when I found myself at yet another party. I saw Jen for the first time since that night. She was nomlonger in any of my classes. She was hanging on some guys arm. I looked around for some friends I was supposed to meet here but didn't see them. When I found myself on the fire escape getting some air.

"Want a hit?" A voice said from behind me.

"No thanks" I said before I even turned around to see that guy I had given a handjob to. I blushed and wanted to sneak away.

"What's the rush?" He asked half blocking my way. He didn't stop me just stood there. His hand cupped my face turning my head so I looked him in the eye. Then he kissed me. I was frozen as his tounge parted my lips and danced in my mouth I melted into his strong arms. As I smelled his aftershave I snapped out of it and pulled away.

"It's okay" he assured me.

"I'm not gay" I told him.

"I don't think that's completely true" he told me. "I think you may be curious" he told me. I suddenly felt someone press up behind me, small I smelled her perfume as her hands slid under my shirt and across my stomach she teased my nipples. As she did this man leaned in and kissed me again.

"This is my wife, Linda" he told me. Her hands roamed over my body as this man held me close. "I am Eric" he told me. I felt Linda unbuckle Eric's pants. I looked down to see her pull out his cock. I looked around panicked there where people just below us. If someone looked up.

"Eric told me how much you liked his big cock" Linda said as her hands now undid my pants her hands sliding against my ass instead. I was sandwiched between them. They both teased and excited me. No one told me to do anything, I just reached down and stroked Eric's cock again. As I did they undressed me. I was naked on the fire escape. As this couple caressed and kissed my body. It was easy to notice that they ignored my throbbing penis bobbing in the warm summer night air. Linda turned me and kissed me now. I released Eric's cock and massaged her tits.

"Jen tells me you like to cum quickly in your pants" Linda told me. Touching my penis for the first time. I just moaned. I felt Eric's hand part my ass cheeks and his fingers dance across my hole.

"I want you to suck my husband's cock" Linda told me. "If you do you can have me however you like" she continued.

"Can we go somewhere more private" I moaned. But Eric just pushed me against the wall. I grabbed his cock again with both hands and slid downto myknees. I was in the corner maybe more hidden. I want sure about this but just licked his cock. Then let any inabitions go and started to kiss and suck his cock like girls had done to me over the years. Linda didn't go anywhere she knelt down with me she continued to tease and massage me all over.

It took awhile till Eric started to tense.

"Take it swallow it" Linda told me. As Eric started to cum Linda stroked me fast. I came immediately after all the teasing. I came as this man filled my mouth with his sperm. I tried to swallow but gagged. Linda kissed me catching the cum I spilled then fed it back to me, I was now very ashamed. Naked on my knees in front of this man. Eric pulled up his pants and left us. As Linda comforted me.

"It's okay, if you liked it. It's even okay if you didnt" she assured me. She helped me get dressed. Then walked thru the party on my arm. Like I was some kind of stud. We met Eric on the front porch he was speaking to Jen.

"You two know each other?" Eric said but already knowing the answer. He then took Jen's arm and led her to his car as Linda his wife went to mine. Once in the car Linda once again was all hands.

"Do you have somewhere we can go?" She asked. I didn't I lived in the dorms and had a room mate.

"No" I told her disappointed

"That's okay" and gave me directions to her house. As we walked in Jen was there completely naked and bent over a table in the living room. As Eric pushed a massive dildo into her ass. Jen cried out but didn't move. Linda let me stand there and watch for a moment. Before guiding me upstairs.

"So you and Eric have an open relationship" I said trying to gain some sort of control of what was going on.

"You can say that" Linda told me as she stripped naked. She crawled into bed with me.

"What do you want? Wait think then answer. I am not asking if you like to fuck me. I am asking what you like to be" Linda told me biting my nipples.

"You can have me, then go on with your life. You could have Eric, or even both of us. And experience ppleasure you never thought possible. You could even have Jen, you like her don't you? Or you can be like her, become a total slut like Jen. Learn to serve. Be dominated, it's what you are deep down. You know that already don't you?" Linda told me. I just laid there as she stripped me and caressed me. Her fingers slid between my ass cheeks.

"Up" she said with a little smack and I moved giving her clearer access. She took it applied lube and worked her fingers inside me. I was soon moaning, she had me role over and with my ass in the air worked something much bigger into my ass. I wimpered as my ass stretched but made no motion to stop her.

"Usually I have to strap little sissy bitches down for this" Linda laughed. And was soon working whatever it was in and out of my ass.

"Eric's going to love fucking this tight ass of yours" she told me. As she said that the door opened and Jen walked in. I wanted to stop. I didn't want Jen to see me like this. But Jen climbed on the bed and spread her legs infront of me.

"Eric filled her up, you liked Eric's seed suck her cunt clean" Linda ordered me as she shoved the toy in harder and deeper. I did as she said during my face in jen's cum filled pussy. As Linda increased the assault on my ass. I finished cleaning Jen. And Linda had Jen stroke me off. It only took seconds. Jen fed me my own cum from her hand. Only when I had cleaned it all did Linda remove the toy from my ass.

I collapsed and was asleep in minutes. I don't know how long I was asleep but I was woken by Jen. She laid next to me she was rubbing something against my already sore asshole. As soon as she saw I was awake she pushed it in.

"This is a plug you can wear it for hours, it will help train your ass" she told me. I felt it suddenly slid in and set.

"Eric wants to push you, says you already except who you are" Jen told me. "Don't worry I will be here as well" suddenly the door opened and in walked. Wait I know him. What is his name. I tried to cover myself. He walked over and pulled out his cock.

"Go ahead suck his cock" Jen told me. She guided me to the floor and then to my knees. She stayed with me giving me tips and tricks to sucking cock. As I sucked this guy I couldn't remember his name cock dry. I swallowed every drop of his seed. I was proud of myself when I finished. The guy just pulled up his pants and left.

"You better get dressed" Jen said and left. I found my clothes and got dressed. I wasn't sure what to do with the plug so I left it in. I came downstairs. And ran into Linda.

"All set?" She smiled. I just nodded. "I sent you some sites to check out. You should read the articles. We will be in touch" Linda gave me a hug her hand grabbed my ass.

"Oh" I squealed in a high pitch. Linda just giggled. I headed back to my dorm. I took a long hot shower. After removing the plug. I had never felt so satisfied in my life. I can't say I enjoyed sucking not one but two guys off. But as I thought about it I got an erection. Maybe Linda was right maybe I was bi. I thought. I went about my routine of classes and study groups. It was a few days before I had anytime to check out the links Linda had sent. At first I couldn't believe what she had sent me. All about femme boys and crossdressing but I did as she had suggested and read the articles. They went into depth about different types of submissive behavior. And that everyone had thier own take on it. From transgender to straight guys that liked to watch thier wives get fucked. The more I read the more I tried to see where I fit.

I kept going back to Eric. He was my comment, my master, my daddy? Is that what I wanted. Being with Jen and Linda was fun but more like a game. Eric made me feel desired. Days went by and I found myself wearing the plug as I read more and dove deeper into this world I barely knew existed. By the time Eric called it had been nearly two weeks. I got an erection just when I saw it was him.

"Paulie, how are you?" He asked sweetly.

"Very good" I said maybe a bit more excited then I had hoped to sound.

"Good, I like you to come over to the house Friday. In the afternoon" he told me. He didn't ask it was very much more like telling me to.

"Absolutely" again over eager.

"Good, come as soon as your classes are over, oh and I hope you look pretty for me" Eric said and hung up. What did he mean look pretty. Did he want me to dress up. Like a sissy I had been reading about. I had no woman's clothes nor did I feel a desire to do so.

Later that night as I laid in my bed I kept thinking of what Eric had said. It was late but I got out of bed grabbed my shower stuff and the plug and headed to the bathroom. I was alone in the bathroom. I shoved the plug in my ass. It fit quite easy now. I had worn it at least an hour everyday for the last few days. I started with my chest I dint know why but I shaved the hair around my nipples and the thin line that ran down to my belly button. The more I did the more excited I became at one point I pressed my ass hard against the cold tile wall so the plug felt just right as I shaved my legs. It took awhile and I did cut myself a few times. But I was pretty sure I had gotten it all. I felt pretty as I danced back to my room. I accidentally woke my roommate, Mark.

"What the fuck are you doing?" He said annoyed. He turned on the light. He looked me up and down.

"What? Did you shave your legs? He asked. Rubbing his eyes he stopped me before I could grab some more clothes. Having only a towel wrapped around my waist.

"Shit you shaved your pits too" he laughed.

"It is true isn't it, when Brian told me you sucked his dick two weeks ago I thought he was crazy" Mark said. Brian that was that guy's name and that's how I knew him he was a friend of Mark.

"Well?" Mark said.

"Yeah, I guess I did suck Brian's cock" I mumbled. Mark just pulled back his covers. And yanked off his boxers.

"Well now you owe me one for waking me up" he told me. I was nervous this was going to far. Way to many people knew.

"Okay but you can't tell anyone" I said.

"Yeah like I am going to tell people how I let my roommate suck my cock" he laughed. I dropped to my knees and sucked his cock. I rocked back onnmy heel so it would work the plug as I did. Mark wasn't very big probably avrage I thought. Still about an inch longer then my 4 and 1/2inched. Mark had a serious girl back home and i had never known him to cheat on her. He came fast probably because it had been months since he had seen her. I swallowed everydrop. Mark didn't say a word just curled back uo and fell asleep naked.

The next day was Friday I couldn't wait it was 2 pm when i arrived at Eric and Linda's. Linda answered the door.

"Strip" she told me before she would let me in. I turned beet red but stripped right on thier front porch.

"Eric is going to love this smooth skin" Linda said running her hands all over me. Linda led me straight to the garage.

"Did you read about enemas and being clean?" Linda asked.

"yes" I said my voice shaking. I had also read how uncomfortable they could be.

"Arms up" Linda said and attached my wrists to a set of restraints then pulled a rope so my arms where stretched over my head. My feet just barely set flat on the ground. Linda left me there she returned a few minutes later carring a bladder bag. She hung it on a hook nearby and lubed the tube before inserting in my ass. She turned it on and I felt the warm liquid flow into my bowels. She left me again. It took a few minutes for the bag to empty I felt cramping before she returned. She released the rope. And allowed me to use the bathroom right off the garage. When I was done she repeated the steps. This time I held the liquid even longer. I was begging her to let me down.

"Okay but when you return you will stand on your tip toes" I agreed. When I returned I stood onnmy tip toes as she tightened the rope.

"Now Eric is going to make you a true sissy tonight. You want that don't you?" Linda told me. I just nodded with tears in my eyes.

"You read about chastity cages?" Linda said as she produced one. She held a bag of ice to my testicle as she fitted me with it. I didn't see it until it was attached. It was small. Pink plastic device. With a small padlock. Linda left me again. My legs cramped from being on my toes before she returned. She knelt and had me lift my foot one at a time. The soft fabric slid over me. I realized they where panties.

Linda left me again this time even turning off the lights. I don't know how much time passed. But my legs where burning. When I heard the door open again. The lights still off I felt hands on me. Rougher hands then Linda's. Was this Eric?

"Beg me to fuck you" Eric said softly in my ear.

"Yes" I moaned

"Beg" he said louder smacking my ass.

"Yes, please take me" I pleaded. He smacked me again

"Daddy please make me your sissy" I said loudly. Eric laughed. He released the rope. I fell to the floor. Eric easily lifted me up. And pushed me over a bench. He wasted no time driving his cock balls deep in my ass. I cried as he forced me to take it all. I felt pleasure and pain. My brain was a fog of sensations. I pushed back wanting more. Eric was a machine. Fucking me he suddenly pulled out and shot his load across my back. He then led me into the house. We walked in on Linda naked on the couch with Jen also naked with her head buried between. Her thighs. Eric sat down on the couch and pulled me down as well. I sat on the floor between his legs. I looked up at him then leaned in and took his soft cock in my mouth. He quickly stiffened.

"You're going to be such a good slut just like your friend Jen" Eric told me as he played with my hair. "Would you like that, imagine you pulling a train at our next party" Eric told me. I never stopped sucking his cock.

"You think so" I heard Linda say. As I felt her sit next to Eric. They just cuddled as I sucked Eric until he cam in my mouth.

"I fell your adventure may just be getting started" Linda told me. As I stayed between Eric's legs resting my tired head on his thigh as the watched a movie.

[rollinouttahere-writes]

Could I get dark chocolate number 18 with Paulie or Jabra, pretty please? Thanks!!!!!

You asked for two characters I’m really fond of, so I did both. They’re short, but I hope you like these!

Prompt:

I could kiss you right now- Actually, you what? I will. Come here!

Yandere Jabra x Fem!Reader (This is in the same universe as I’m on the hunt, I’m after you, I hope that's cool with you)

747 words

The restaurant you work in has a bar for patrons who come in only to have a couple of drinks and some bar food. It helps take some strain off the wait staff so they can focus their attention on people who want full meals.

Unfortunately, a certain someone refused to drink there, instead demanding that he gets a table in your area and that you serve him drinks instead. 

Jabra was a heavy drinker, you figured that out quickly. He could drain a tokkuri dry and move on to the next in a matter of minutes. His liver must feel like it’s in the trenches of alcoholic warfare. At first, you were honestly a little concerned for him, wondering if he was struggling with something so severe that it made him turn to alcohol in shocking amounts to cope. As time went on, however, your worries subsided. On all accounts, he appeared to be fine, but mostly you came to realize what a massive creep he was and that made it impossible to really care all that much about his alcoholism. 

Typically, he could hold his liquor fairly well, but he had really been hitting the bottles today and you could see it was starting to affect him. His speech was slurred, his face was tinted red, and worst of all: He was getting obnoxiously handsy. He kept finding openings to touch your hands and arms when you refilled his glass or brought a new bottle, and he squeezed your hips a couple of times. What pushed you over the edge was when he got bold enough to reach out when you were walking past him and slap your ass. It was hard, and you yelped loudly, making all the other patrons turn to stare. The humiliating experience was only made worse by Jabra cackling. He said he was sorry- he definitely wasn’t- and offered to massage it. It took everything you had not to beat him over the head with the serving tray you had.

Throwing him out wasn’t something you were allowed to do, but you didn’t want to keep dealing with him when he was this damn drunk. You grabbed a bread basket and headed for his table to drop it off. Ideally, he would eat this and it would help to absorb at least a little bit of the alcohol. Your next idea was to start filling empty tokkuris with water. He’s so shit-faced that you honestly think he might not notice.

The basket was dropped unceremoniously onto Jabra’s table. You weren’t worried about him complaining about your service when he was this out of it. He stared at it in confusion for a moment, “I didn’t order that.”

“It’s on the house, just eat it,” you forced yourself to smile, but it was full of malice. You hope he chokes on it. You turn to get away from him, only for an arm to snake around your waist and yank you back. Right into his lap. His other hand runs up your back and settles on your neck.

“You’re so sweet on me, rabbit. I could kiss you right now- Actually, you what? I will. Come here!” Jabra crashed your faces together, and you were just barely able to turn your face in time to keep him from trying to shove his tongue down your throat. You thrashed in his grip, disgusted and desperate to get away from him. Much to your horror, you wrenching your lips away from him only brought his attention lower. His hot breath fanned over your neck, and you felt teeth starting to graze your skin.

Suddenly, cold water splashed over both of you, making him stop and recoil slightly.

Will was standing over you two holding a bin full of previously half full glasses that had now been dumped all over both of you. You’ve never been so happy to have half drank beverages on you. He openly sneered at Jabra, “Oops, looks like I wasn’t paying attention to where I was going.” His tone was dripping with disdain.

“Oh shit, I’m sorry (Y/N). Come with me, I’ve got a spare shirt you can wear.” His voice was entirely different with you, sounding actually apologetic. He yanked you up and out of Jabra’s clutches, not paying him any more mind as he guided you away from him.

“I owe you one,” you whispered to him.

“Nah. Dumping that shit on him was a pleasure.”

Yandere Paulie x GN!Reader

546 words

You’re just trying to enjoy your break in peace. Unfortunately, there’s never a dull moment at Dock 1, so you’re only about two minutes into your fifteen when your coworker Paulie sprints past you. 

Abruptly, he doubles back, rips the lid off of the barrel you had been leaning against, and climbs in. Before he pulls the lid back down, he gives you the most pitiful, pleading look and whisper-yelled at you, “You didn’t see me!” 

No explanation was needed, you already knew what that was all about. Paulie may be a genius when it came to the construction of ships, but he was a damned fool in relation to anything financial. Though it seemed his creditors were just as dense if they kept giving him money. You massaged your temples to ward off the oncoming headache from getting roped into his nonsense.

Just as expected, you can hear several sets of footsteps approaching. You look over and see the sorry suckers that he conned out of money. There’s three of them today, all dressed in suits that make them stick out like sore thumbs in the dock.

“Y’all aren’t supposed to be in here, you know that,” you called out at them. This was a familiar interaction.

That caught their attention alright. They skid to a stop not far from you, panting and sweating from the exertion of hunting Paulie for sport. “Where,” the one in the middle hacked a couple of times, then continued, “did that bastard go? We know he’s here.”

As funny as it would be to throw Paulie to the wolves, you decide not to. It would be difficult if he wasn’t here. “He was, but you just missed him. I saw him hopping the fence on the west side of the dock a minute or two ago.”

“Son of a bitch! Let’s go boys, that money ain’t gonna collect itself!” Just like that, the goons are gone, continuing their pointless wild goose chase.

A sharp kick is delivered to the barrel behind you, “They’re gone, you can come out.”

There’s some shuffling, and then the lid is pushed aside and clatters to the ground. Paulie springs up, and immediately locks his arms around you for a hug, “Thank you, I really owe you one! I could kiss you right now- Actually, you what? I will. Come here!”

In an instant, one of his arms snakes up into your hair in an attempt to crash your lips into his own. You flail wildly but are powerless to prevent the kiss from happening. The scruff of his beard scratched your face as he forcibly kissed you. 

You push him back and gasp for air, “Knock it- MMF!” He closed the gap again, not giving you a chance to protest. He’s never been subtle about having the hots for you, but he’s never taken it this far, and you don’t know what to do to fend him off.

Paulie is abruptly launched away from you, flying several feet and rolling away even further thanks to the barrel he was still in. You look over and see your savior. Kalifa’s foot hits the ground again with a fierce click of the heel. She adjusts her glasses, scowling at your assailant.

“That is sexual harassment.”

[badtzbot]

sigh. go on then. drake.

i knew you cared about me....

How I feel about this character

my emotions about him are generally divided into 5 categories:

lust - not gonna get into it too much because this is tumblr not twt but uhhhh. he's 7 foot 8 inches. he's a dinosaur zoan.... he has a hybrid form. he has really good tits thighs and ass. all i'm saying is that i need him carnally

sobbing emojis - HIS FUCKING BACKSTORY OMFG. GODS. literally IM DEAD. i hope diez barrels is put through hell two billion times. i have extended headcanons about his time as an abused kid. i'm so so happy he was rescued. i can't believe he was nineteen there he was so small. im so glad that he's grown up now and (probably at least somewhat) recovered. i need the barrels pirates to be executed.

need to coddle him - i need to make him take a week off where he does nothing but experience joy. i want him to get over his trauma. i'm booking him a therapy session. im spooning him and washing his hair until he cries because he's never felt intimacy like that. i need him to be happy

need to bully him - his name is so stupid. "x drake" but it's pronounced "diez drake." he's a huge nerd about reptiles and ASTROPHYSICS. he's so large and so pathetic. he's a huge dweeb. he blushes and faints easily. he's weak to boobs. he's like if a mommas boy didnt have a momma. sengoku adopted him and he defected from the main marine force. he went undercover as a pirate and trafalgar clocked him in 0.2 secs as a narc. his pirate outfit is all leather which is both very distracting to me and very difficult to move in. he dual wields weapons that aren't normally dual wielded. his hair is the stupidest thing i've ever seen. he's a ginger. what is up with that weird ass pirate mask. his ship is literally just a painted over marine ship. i can't believe this guy he's such a dweeb

overwhelming love - i love him so much he's sweetie cutie of all time. i love him. he's 7'8. he's a dinosaur man. he faints when he sees boobs. i have only one figure and it's of him. he has such a strong moral compass. he's head of sword. he believes in real justice. he loves chicken and he hates eggs. he has two different birthdays. in the real world he would be a zookeeper. i LOVE HIM SO MUCH

he is my most specialest guy of all time.

All the people I ship romantically with this character

smoker, mostly. koby a little

My non-romantic OTP for this character

his relationship with the rest of SWORD in general is so cute. also putting drake and paulie in a room together has a lot of comedic potential because why are they Like That.

My unpopular opinion about this character

idk what the popular opinions about him are. that hes ugly? i agree tho he is a little bit ugly. but i still love him. ummmmm idk. the unpopular opinion is that i like him at all

oh also not a fan of drake and law? idk i just don't think law would fuck marines. except for One of them

also i don't think he's a daddy dom. he's my pathetic little princess

One thing I wish would happen / had happened with this character in canon.

can i just get more of him in general. can we leave one piece and go to "life of diez drake" instead. that would be really good for me

[calholic]

HIII!! I just started reading your posts and I love the way you write :) I can't wait to read part 2 of your lastest Tom x Reader, I liked it a lot✋🏻✋🏻<3

T. KAULITZ x READER

★ 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐨𝐩𝐬𝐢𝐬: you and your band went clubbing with tokio hotel

★ 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: swearing, mentions on alcohol

★ 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: omg tysmm 😭 i literally love youuu anyways here’s pt. 2 for you queen ❤️ AND unfortunately guys there will be no good ending #spoilers oops…

you woke up the next morning, restless from the night before. vinny, pauly and jolie were still asleep but you didn’t know about bill and the others. you quickly got in the shower, getting ready since you smelled like a mix of burgers and alcohol. you tried to stay silent so you didn’t wake anyone but tom was standing outside the bathroom once you got out. you jumped a little since he caught you by surprise. “oh it’s just you,”

you walked off before he could answer, trying to avoid him. you were only covered in a towel since you left you your change of clothes in the room. you could feel tom’s eyes checking you out and as you walked away he whistled at you. secretly you didn’t mind the attention but at the same time you were mad he was so unaware about what happened last night so you just ignored it and walked back into your room. jolie was already awake once you got back and you told her about everything. “so yeah i think i’m moving on from him. last night, bill told me he went in the bathroom with a girl,” you explained.

“no way, he’s such a man whore,” she said. “yeah and i got out the shower and i could feel his eyes on me, like he was checking me out,” you said. “god he’s acting like nothing happened and the way he flirts with you and has the nerve to flirt with other girls is so gross,” jolie said. bill walked into the room after and asked if you guys wanted breakfast. “sure, are georg and gustav awake?” you asked. “not yet, i’ll go wake the while you wake pauly and vinny okay?” bill said before leaving. you and jolie woke the two up and got ready to go to your guys’ favorite diner.

you guys walked to the diner since it was just two blocks away. during the short walk, you stayed away from tom and made sure you didn’t walk by him. jolie, you and gustav got to talking about the menu and what you guys were going to order and shortly after you guys made it there. you surrounded yourself by pauly and gustav so you wouldn’t have to sit by tom.

you started talking to gustav and slightly flirting with him, attempting to make tom jealous. you laughed at everyone gustav said and would grab his shoulder or arm. it seemed look work a little since tom couldn’t stop looking. you have to admit it did feel good to see him like that but it all ended once the server arrived. tom’s attention immediately shifted away from you and gustav but instead towards a certain part of the waitresses body. shocked but no surprised, you rolled your eyes and looked down at the menu.

after you guys all finished eating and started heading back for your apartment, vinny spotted a festival going on. “you guys wanna go check that out?” he asked. “sure but can we go back first? i need to change my clothes really quick,” jolie said. “yeah i’m still wearing clothes from yesterday, we’re gonna go back to the hotel real fast,” tom said. “the clothes you fucked that girl in,” you whispered under your breath. tom didn’t hear what you said but jolie and bill did. “alright then meet you guys here in a few,” pauly said as you guys ran back to the apartment.

you decided to get changed as well since your outfits wasn’t the most flattering either. “were you flirting with gustav at the diner?” jolie asked. “why? could you tell?” you aske hoping she wasn’t the only one that did. she scoffed, “yeah, tom was staring you down too, i think you made him jealous or something,” she said. “yeah that’s what i tried to do but he still seems so clueless,” you replied. “maybe things well get better tonight,” said jolie. the two of you got done changing and went outside where pauly and vinny were waiting.

you guys made your way back to the festival and it seemed the others hadn’t arrived yet. you gave bill a call and he said that they would be a little late since they got in trouble with their manager for not coming home last night. you and jolie decided to walk around a bit while vinny and pauly waited for them at the entrance. “this place is huge,” you said. “yeah and there are so many food stands,” she replied. “anyways, what’s your plan with tom?” asked jolie. “i don’t know, i think i might confess tonight,” you said. “okay bold, but i’ll support you. what are you going to do if he rejects you,” she asked. “probably die,” you said.

you guys walked around a little and took some pictures as well. a few moments later you saw the others and you ran up to give gustav a hug. you noticed tom was looking which made you feel better, you all started walking around together now, exploring the festival. there were surprisingly lots of people there and food stands. georg saw a tried to hit on a girl that he saw and when he failed, everyone laughed. it felt mean but it really was funny.

bill wanted to go get some lemonade and you guys left after that since it was starting to get boring. you guys started walking back to your apartment until tom approached you but before he could say anything you walked away from him to go stand by jolie. deep down you knew it was childish but then you thought about what happened last night and your mind changed. you guys have already decided to hit another club tonight just we’re just going back for a pre party.

you all took a few shots and just chilled for a bit before leaving. “so when are you guys leaving?” asked vinny. “tomorrow, we have one last gig and they’re we’re going to the next city over,” said bill. you thought that this might be the last opportunity to confess to tom since you wouldn’t see him for a while after. your plan was to confess and if he didn’t like you then fuck it since you got it off your chest. a few hours passed and you were all ready to go. “hope this club has hot girls,” you overheard tom saying to pauly.

you rolled your eyes and you guys left. when you arrived at the club, it was indeed filled with a lot of women and you knew tom was going to flirt with them. you walked straight for the bar wanting to get wasted more than anything tonight. you ordered a few rounds of shots and jolie cake up to you a few minutes later. “slow down ______,” she said. “i just want to get plastered tonight,” you replied. “why don’t we get away from the bar?” jolie suggested. “fine,” you said, getting off of the bar stool.

you guys walked over to the dance floor where you saw bill and vinny dancing. you started laughing since vinny was a bad dancer. “nice moves vinny,” jolie said as the two of you walked up to them. “hey bill,” you said, slurring a little bit. “are you drunk?” he asked. “no,” you replied and chuckled a little. you guys continued walking and ended up by the vip section. jolie’s expression changed as you two looked around in there. she started acting weird, pushing you away from the area and suggesting to go some place else.

you didn’t know what was wrong until you looked closed and saw tom. he was surrounded by girls, you stood there watching him. you couldn’t move for some reason and you were trying not to cry. jolie tried pulling you away but you wouldn’t budge.

once you locked eyes with tom you let jolie drag you away. at this point you let all your tears out as you heard jolie cursing tom out. you wanted to see bill and tell him that he was right, that tom was a playboy who would never be in a relationship. you felt so dumb for thinking he could like you back. jolie took you to the bathroom and gave you a pep talk. “get your fucking life together ______, you’re overreacting over a boy that’s not even worth it, i hope you know that,” jolie said harshly. you knew her love was tough and that she didn’t mean to hurt you when she said this. you wiped your tears and got up to fix your makeup. “you’re right jolie, i don’t know what’s wrong with me,” you replied.

you tried convincing yourself that you weren’t hurt and it worked a little, you knew that the sadness would but like a train later but for now you needed to be strong. “can we go home now?” you asked jolie. “uhh yeah let’s just go get the others,” she said. you guys left the bathroom and went to go get bill and vinny first. “bill,” you called out when you saw him. you gave him and hug and he could tell something was wrong. “you okay?” he asked. “you were right bill, tom’s a bitch,” you said. he just hugged you back, knowing you needed the comfort. “i want to go home now, can you go get the others?” you asked. “sure, i’ll go get tom and georg, i saw them together last,” he said.

you called pauly to ask where he was and he said he’d meet you guys by the entrance. you then called gustav who said he was by the bar and would meet you guys by the entrance. you, jolie, and vinny decided to go ahead and meet at the entrance too, waiting for bill and tom. you guys were waving for a taxi but the streets were very busy tonight and no cab would show up. finally bill and tom arrived and you guys were all waiting for a cab now. it was silent and very one could tell something was up. it’s not like tom was ashamed to be seen hitting on girls, but tonight was different.

he must’ve took the hint that you liked him once he saw the hurt in your expression when you guys locked eyes. you had your arms cross, avoiding any sort of contact with tom.

you guys knew you had to get two separate cans since there were eight of you so to break the awkwardness, pauly started calling for a cab again. “______ listen-“ you heard tom saying as he walked up to you. you didn’t turn around to face him but instead you wished for a cab to show up right in that moment and luckily one did. “we’ll take this one first, i think you guys should get back to your hotel,” you said quickly as you signaled the others to get in.

as the cab drove away you could see tom’s expression through the car window. you knew it was heartless but you did it anyways, you were tired of being the one with the broken heart. just like you expected, the emotions hit really hard once you got home. everyone was gathered around you trying to be there for comfort. everyone each took turns comforting you and giving you talks. pauly even suggested that the group would stop hanging out with tokio hotel all together.

you laughed because both band were best friends and you wouldn’t let them ruin a good bond over something like this. a few days later bill called. tom tried reaching out but you blocked all his calls and avoided his texts. bill said he was confused and to why you’ve been acting up and he said he explained it all to him. you thanked bill for giving you some closure. you were letting go and moving on from tom, but sometimes you would see him at awards shows are some occasional hangouts between your two bands. it’s been a few years now and it’s safe to say you both moved on.

★ 𝐚𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐫’𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭𝐞: yall i’m sorry for shitty ending i’ve been trying to get this out my drafts and at the same time i’ve been lazy so i wasn’t giving my all in this fic 😭 i promise more fics will be coming with better endings

[wordpimp]

Cain

I killed a man in Canada, they sent Paulie to find me, I knocked him out in a cabin and ran to get camping supplies. I was crawling low through the woods I packed my bag and went into the Rockies. Met some kids hiking, they gave me some food and directions. No one seemed to be after me then so I went to a concert, the band was like zz top or some dream counterpart. I stole the bass player's bass for money. Sat in the near empty stands to see what would happen. He didn't seem to care he just brought out a harp instead, it was beautiful to watch. White beard, tired and happy. I guess the wolves got to Paulie. Maybe that Russian from back there in Jersey.

[lil-melody-moon]

I went for an age gap fic, letting my love towards old Paulie show way too much, but oh well. Here, a sweet fic with old Paul McCartney x Female Reader. It's a fic with a big age gap, but I just couldn't help myself! There's so little works about this lovely grandpa. I had to write one. Enjoy <3

Likes, reblogs, kudos and comments are appreciated <3

Title: Don't Steal This Old Man's Heart

Summary: You were promised that your fiance will change, but everything points out to be different. There comes a night when he takes you to the restaurant, but instead of spending time with you, he goes to entertain himself with other woman. Sitting at the table in a rich restaurant, abandoned by your fiance, you start paying attention to the piano and the pianist that couldn't resist but play something at the sight of said instrument.

[tinytimism]

thots on the great gatsby bway musical

let’s get right into it

-i liked it more than i thought i would. i saw boston gatsby back in june and after reading a lot of negative stuff about the one on broadway i thought i’d hate it but i went anyway because i am still not immune to jeremy jordan. but it was solid. i liked it.

-great chemistry between eva noblezada and jeremy jordan. also in the last scene of act 1 gatsby wears light pink and daisy wears light blue and i thought that was neat.

-really good dance numbers. watching jeremy jordan honest to god dance was like watching the big bang

-HATED how they paired jordan and nick as a romantic couple. i know they go on some days in the book but it’s so fake and loveless. nick is jordan’s gbf and jordan is nick’s lbf and you can’t take that away from me!!! ESPECIALLY after i saw boston gatsby!!!

-samantha pauly and alex prakken did great though - i have no complaints about the actors only the script.

-i had no problem with how george wilson is portrayed - all im saying is that his songs are definitely the to break in a glove of is show if you get what im saying

-didn’t like how they turned mr mckee into a sex pest creeping out poor heterosexual nick (and also into a weird joke about opened relationships??? like hello???)

-jeremy jordan’s translantic accent was cute.

-really liked how they did the pool.

-really like the ending - the ending of boston gatsby felt more hopeful while this one felt more cynical and both of them work in the context of the book.

overall i felt like boston gatsby was more earnest while broadway gatsby was more ironic - and both tones work fine! still think boston is the superior of the two tho

alright so now im gonna rant a little. i am pro-bootleg. i understand that bootlegs have given shows new life and have allowed them to prosper in ways they wouldn’t have been able to without bootlegs. i understand that nyc being a train ride away from me is a privilege few have and that a bootleg is very often the only way someone can experience a show. i am, however, anti coming in fifteen minutes late with your entire militia literally as soon as jeremy jordan makes his first entrance and taking videos and pictures while you’re in the second row (there’s a reason so many bootlegs are filmed from the balcony). in the beginning of the tea party scene where jeremy jordan’s the only person onstage i saw one of them take a picture of him and it made me really mad about how the damn phones have ruined the way we experience art and tainted the relationships of those who give us it - how we view them as products instead of artists or in this case performers.

to end this post on a positive note the stagedoor was a lot chiller than i had imagined it would be. i had brought one of my copies of the great gatsby from home for them to sign and everyone that came out did. by the time jeremy jordan came over i had mustered up the courage to ask them to sign it instead of awkwardly holding it out to them (eva noblezada and samantha pauly i am sooooooooooooooooooo sorry) and he said “i’ll sign your book!” and signed it so now my life’s kinda complete ig

(my signed book underneath the cut!)

[bossymarmalade]

(originally posted on my dw, 12-oct-2010)

Dear Yoko Ono: You shouldn't even be here. But since you are, and at the time when the man you wanted to spend the rest of your life with would have turned seventy years old -- I guess they thought you couldn't carry your own story, the one that began with you surviving the bombing of Tokyo and continued with you becoming the first woman accepted into the philosophy department of Gakushuin University. Maybe it didn't make you three-dimensional enough that you studied music and art at Sarah Lawrence with a special interest in the avant-garde and audience participation, that you had sex with who you wanted when you wanted and had abortions and miscarriages. Maybe to them you represent an idea of a weird dragon lady with careful accented English and inscrutable slanted eyes and wild harionago hair. I know you didn't make it onto the chart because they think you don't have any flaws. So you're not a villain, but you, an artist and a woman long long before Johnny and Paulie went on a magical mystery tour, you are mainly a love interest. They at least know you're not only interested in your man and only disapprove of his actions from time to time, but it's easy to assume that May Pang (another unimportant possibly fictional Asian woman) never existed, that you never sent John off to have his lost weekend and recover from all the alcohol and heroin before you let him come back to you. You're not an action heroine. Hunting down the daughter who was stolen away by your ex-husband, facing down headlines like "John Rennon's Excrusive Gloupie" and the constant death-threats and racialized insults, enduring the deep freeze from the rest of the Beatles during those tense White Album sessions because John would only go if you promised to go with him, those don't qualify you. Do others like her? Oh, Yoko, surely that's the damning stroke, because who could like you? A nation full of white people enraged that you stole away their Liverpudlian poet son, a world full of people enraged that you, single-handedly, YOU caused the end of the fabbest four, an unending stream of people who still call you ugly and shrill and a bitch, who say that those bullets should have found their way into your body that night and not that man who you loved and who you watched be gunned down and lost. How dare you think that you and your son have any right to decide how to remember John? Don't you know he belongs to the world, and not you who taught him to love and respect women, not you who took care of the business so he could stay home to feed the cats and rock the baby and bake the bread when he wanted to do that most of all? Do others like you? No, the chart says, and so you're Yoko Ono. Dear Yoko: I'd say fuck them, but you were in a bag in a hotel room decidedly *not* losing your shit at assholes attacking you for being a strong Asian woman since before I was born, so instead I'll say: It's bullshit that you're on this godawful chart at all, but I'd still be happy to find myself landing on your name at the end of it.

[britany1997]

OH HOLD UP REQUESTS ARE BACK OPEN?!

Bestie, I am begging on my knees for that smutty vampire reader × poly lost boys fic/idea we discussed 🙇🏼🙇🏼 (If you're not feeling that rn, no sweat 💋)

Hot Vampires In Your Area

Yes absolutely I can do this!!! Vampires Everywhere is my most popular fic to date! I hope you like this!

Poly! Lost Boys x GN Vampire Reader

Warnings: SMUT minors DNI, biting, handjobs, penetration (But no mention of reader’s genitalia) mentions of blood, brief daddy kink (again, Dwayne is daddy always) I think that’s it

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Blood stained the back of your hand as you wiped harshly at your mouth. Your clothes were practically falling off your body, the signs of your victims struggle apparent from the many rips and tears.

You breathed deeply, brushing hair out of your face and leaning back on the bar of the dock. You zoned out looking into the ocean as bubbles sprang to the surface, likely from the bodies that had sunken beneath.

You were broken from your trance however when you felt a pair of teeth nipping at your neck. You sighed and leaned into the touch of whoever was nibbling at you.

“What are you doing Paul,” you hummed, your eyes fluttering closed as he continued to nip at you.

He chuckled as he licked a stripe over his fang marks, pulling a gasp from your lips, “don’t be a hypocrite babe,” he purred, “you were all ready to take a chunk outta me earlier,” he reminded you, “I’m just returning the favor,” he whispered into your ear before nibbling at the lobe.

You hummed and smiled as he toyed with you, smearing blood from his lips onto your neck and ear. “You’re such a messy eater Paul,” you teased him, spinning out of his grip, “why don’t you clean yourself up first.”

He laughed, “worried about a little blood babe?” He asked, “c’mere and lick it off me sugar.”

You caved and walked into Paul’s awaiting arms, he caged you in his embrace as you placed your hands on either side of his face and licked his lips clean.

Once you were done, he shifted you till you were pressed up against the railing of the dock. He slid his tongue into your mouth and kissed you deeply. You snaked your hand into his hair, pulling at it lightly and prompting a moan to fall from his lips.

You smiled into the kiss as he kept you pinned where he wanted you.

“Paulie,” David sing-songed from the other end of the dock, “don’t forget to share,” he said smirking.

You pulled away from Paul to shift your gaze to the other boys as they began to walk towards you and the blond vampire currently attached to your neck.

David smirked as he stood by your side, stroking your hair as Paul sucked hickeys into your skin. Marko stood at your other side, his head cocked as he bit hit thumb. His eyes raked up and down your form as he watched Paul ravish you.

Dwayne came up behind David to stare at you as well. You squirmed a bit under his soulful and curious gaze.

The boys all watched you as Paul dug into your neck. Him you could handle, but with the all of them surrounding you, it was…intimidating.

“Can I help you?” You squeaked. You’d meant to sound sarcastic, but you came off nervous instead. David shot you his signature smirk as he continued to play with your hair. “We were actually thinking we could help you,” he whispered into your ear.

“Paul,” he barked, snapping. Paul groaned and rolled his eyes, but pulled away from your neck and passed you into Dwayne’s awaiting arms. Dwayne cradled your form against his chest and crossed his arms over you. He trailed kisses from your cheek down to your neck as he began to suck hickeys to match the ones Paul had given you on the other side.

You sucked in a breath as your brain went fuzzy with the feeling of Dwayne’s teeth on your skin. Where Paul had been passionate and eager, Dwayne was sensual and slow, almost as if he was savoring you.

David faced you, ignoring Dwayne as he spoke, “it must have been so lonely in your little coven of one,” he pouted at you as he stroked your cheek.

“For us,” he began, “feeding always satiates one appetite, but awakens another,” he raked his eyes up and down your body and you gasped as Dwayne hit an especially sensitive spot on you.

“We have each other of course,” David told you, “but it must have been so frustrating for you to spend all those nights on your own.” You blushed at his implications, furrowing your brow and looking down so you didn’t have to meet his eyes.

He tilted your chin upward until your gaze met his. “Why don’t you let us take care of you baby,” he whispered.

Your eyes widened, unsure of how to reply. “c’mon babeee,” Paul whined, “we could make you feel sooo good.”

David chuckled at Paul’s enthusiasm, “my boys are very well-trained,” he told you as Dwayne bit down on you for emphasis, causing another gasp to spring from your lips. “Why don’t you let us have you,” he proposed.

You turned your head to look at Dwayne, he pulled away from your neck to meet your gaze before pressing a gentle kiss to your lips. You felt your eyes close as you returned it.

You pulled away after a bit to look at the other boys. David smirked at you, his fingers still twirling the ends of your hair, as if he already knew your answer.

Marko’s eyes were fixed on you in a lust filled stare, his teeth grinding into his thumb so hard you thought he’d bite straight through the leather of his glove.

Paul was practically begging you with his eyes. You could feel the desire radiating off him. His hands were shaking lightly, as if they couldn’t wait to be on you once more. His lip stuck out in a pout as his brow furrowed. There was no hiding how badly he wanted you as he bounced on his feet in anticipation. He was so wired you thought he might explode with need.

Dwayne lowered his lips to your ear, “we can be gentle if you’d like,” he told you softly, licking the shell of your ear when he finished speaking.

You moaned softly, your eyes fluttering closed as he kept you wrapped in his arms. “No need,” you assured him. He smiled at you.

“Dwayne,” David prompted, jerking his head to gesture toward Marko. Dwayne nodded and passed you to Marko, who picked you up and sat you on the dock’s railing.

Marko shrugged off your jacket and tore your shirt off, revealing your bare chest.

“You guys wanna do this right here?” You asked nervously. Marko gave you a devilish grin, “why wait to go all the way back to the cave babe? We want you now.” He said, his eyes flashing yellow.

“If you’re worried someone will see, don’t be,” David told you. “It’s too dark down here anyway, and if someone were to get an eyeful…well let’s just say they wouldn’t get far,” he grinned, before placing a hand on Dwayne’s shoulder. “Dwayne’s a growing boy,” he said.

“But if you’re not comfortable…” Dwayne offered, searching your face for signs you wanted to stop.

“No I’m fine, that makes sense,” you said as Marko stood between your legs and began to caress the sides of your hips gently, “I want this,” you breathed as you whimpered at Marko’s touches.

Marko leaned down to place soft kisses on your chest, licking and sucking the skin as he went. You moaned as he carressed you. You snaked a hand into his hair and stroked and pulled it as the boys watched the two of you.

As Marko kissed all over you, you trailed your other hand down his abdomen, before reaching down and palming him through his jeans.

He groaned as he pulled away to unbuckle his pants and free himself from his boxers for you.

You wrapped your hand around the length of him and began to stroke softly when something caught your eye.

Paul was biting his lip so hard you thought he’d rip it open, his hands were wrapped around himself in a tight hug, his cock straining in his pants as he watched you.

You smirked and beckoned him over, “don’t worry Paul,” you assured him, “I’ve got two hands.”

He moaned loudly as he raced to the side of you. Marko rolled his eyes but laughed at the sight of Paul struggling to rid himself of his pants as quickly as possible.

The other boys snickered too as they watched his face contort in pleasure as you wrapped a hand around his length as well.

You stroked the two chaos vamps up and down as you rubbed your thumb in circles around their tips. Marko purred softly at your touch, while Paul let out low moans and words of encouragement. You’d lost count of how many times he’d said, “yeah baby,” and “right there.”

You smiled softly as they both came undone in your hands. When he came down from his high, Paul pulled Marko from his place between your legs before picking you up from the railing and placing you down. He caged you in once again with an arm on either side you.

He captured your lips in a searing kiss and let out a growl. He took your lip between his teeth and pulled, making you moan.

“Your ours babe,” he growled, “we’re never lettin’ you go, not after that.”

You smiled back at him, leaning forward to peck his lips, “I’m not goin’ anywhere pretty boy,” you told him.

He groaned before sealing his mouth over yours once more and plunging his tongue past your lips to explore you.

The kiss was cut short as David pulled Paul away by his collar, he grasped for you as he squirmed in David’s grip.

“Paul,” David spoke firmly, “you had a turn, now be a good boy and watch,” he ordered, flinging Paul towards Marko.

Paul fumed from the sidelines as Dwayne came up to you.

You blushed, Dwayne’s mysterious and imposing demeanor made you nervous.

“Hi,” you said meekly as you stared up at him. “Hi,” he said back to you, bending down to place a kiss to your forehead.

His treatment made butterflies bloom in your stomach.

“Turn around for me?” He asked.

“Ok,” you whimpered.

You turned to face the ocean as Dwayne wrapped his arms around your middle and nuzzled his nose into the crook of your neck. He reached around you pull off your pants and underwear, leaving you completely bare. You blushed as you were totally exposed before him.

You didn’t have long to dwell on your shyness, as you felt him prodding at you from behind. You gasped as you felt the size of him, he was definitely bigger than the other boys.

“Is this ok?” He asked you, concern and gentleness present in his voice.

You smiled at his care for you, “yes,” you told him, “yes it’s ok.”

He leaned down till his lips were against the shell of your ear, “You can call me daddy if you want,” he whispered, causing a flush to rise to your cheeks. “They all do,” he told you as he gestured towards the other boys.

“You can fuck me now daddy,” you breathed as you grinded against him.

He smirked as he pushed into you slowly, allowing you to adjust to his size, but you still sucked in a sharp breath at the intrusion.

As he rocked back and forth into you, soft moans fell from your mouth, he caressed the deepest parts of you with every stroke.

The other boys looked on with lust filled eyes, taking themselves into their hands as they watched Dwayne turn you into a pile of moans and whimpers.

After awhile Dwayne spilled into you, prompting your own climax as well.

You turned over and rested against the railing on shaking legs as he slipped off his jacket and placed it over your shoulders.

He picked you up in his arms and held you against his chest. Marko and Paul grabbed your clothes from where they were scattered on the dock.

You shot David a confused look as Dwayne carried you, “what about you?” You asked him.

He smirked, “you wanna take care of me baby?” That’s sweet,” he teased. “Trust me babe, I’ll get a taste of you too, but you’ll wanna be lying down for that,” he told you laughing.

Your eyes widened as you breath caught in your throat as you pictured what was yet to come. Daytime was hours away, and you knew that eternity with the boys would give you many more nights of passion, just like this one.

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[crazycatgirl420]

Out Of Options, Threads of Hope

DpxDC fic crossover. Vlad is an (implied) Creep. Teenage Dad Danny. Toddler Clone Child Danielle. Bad Parents Maddie and Jack(?) Adopted Fenton Danny. Biological Son of Bruce Wayne Danny. Paulina/Danny Ship. Good but Stuggling Batfam.

Part 1 | Part 2 [N/A]

When Paulina imagined her Graduation from High School, she never would've pictured this for herself. She was Eighteen, turning Nineteen this summer. She thought she'd be dating Dash or Star, that she'd be taking photos and going out to dinner with either of them or maybe the cheer team would meet up.

Of course she never would've predicted Phantom. Couldn't have imagined Fenton. And you can't predict an unexpected baby. That's what makes them unexpected.

But here she was. Kneeling on the grass of the football field, blue Graduation gown the only thing protecting her JJ House designer dress from stains, and her heels starting to sink into the dirt.

"Grad-u-lates Pauli," Ellie said, carefully, with a toothy smile and her happy bright blue eyes. Her little arms went up, hands grabbing at the air. "Uppies?"

Paulina picked Ellie up, meeting Jazz's eyes, before glancing around. Danny was making his way from the seats, his own gown hanging awkwardly on him.

It had been Jazz's gown. No wonder it didn't fit Danny properly. Jazz was tall and thin, like a runway model. Danny meanwhile, had developed all sorts of fun muscles these past few years.

"Daddy!" Ellie cheered, wiggling in Paulina's arms.

"Hello Princess," Danny said. It was habit by now, passing the little girl to Danny who held her on one hip, then being pulled into a hug on the other side. "And you too Pauli,"

She rested her head, carefully because she had it pinned up to curl and hold just so, on his shoulder. His arm around her waist. Her hand on his chest. Ellie patting a slimy hand over Paulina's as she too cuddled Danny.

"I wish I could let you give onlookers cavities," Jazz said. " but this sweet cuddle fest needs to get a move on."

Paulina sighed. Where you can find one reason the Fentons were awful people there were a dozen hidden nearby. Danny having to wear Jazz's old Graduation gown? Jazz being the only one here to support him at the ceremony? Oh, and then there was the whole...ghost hunter thing. It was racist...speciest? Speciesist? Xenophobia? was a phobia or an ism or an ist, no matter what it was it was horrible.

Paulina's parents had been here. Her own Dad had left the keys to her new apartment in her car, before he left for a meeting he bailed on to watch her walk the stage. Ma had been here too, and had left a care package in the trunk. They were busy with their careers, but they always made time to support her.

She didn't realize how lucky she was for that basic care until she started dating Danny. The contrast was stark and had clawed guilt into her throat until she broke down crying - last year was a mess okay?

Now she and Danny would be leaving Amity Park. Jazz was going to collage in Metropolis, just a short drive away from Gotham, where they were moving. Paulina would open her own shop, they'd live in the apartment above the shop, and Danny would be the stay at home father and full time Defender of the Realms, and Danielle would get attending a decent early child care and education center.

It is not the life she foresaw for herself specifically. She thought she'd go to art or design school, or get on Project Runway or Next Top Model. Instead she's jumping into a career and following her boyfriend and his daughter halfway across the country.

"Pauli, want yum yums," Ellie said around the thumb in her mouth.

Danny gave her a smile, his eyes hopeful too.

"Alright fine," Paulina sighed playfully. "I'll make some enchiladas before we leave. Do you want to join us Jazz?"

"I'd love to,"

Sam and Tucker already had plans with their families for after the ceremony, so Paulina didn't bother looking for them.

It was weird being sort of friends with Sam again. When Samantha became Sam became wannabe activist Paulina had lost touch. Then it was middle school, and Paulina's parents divorced so she went to public school. Then high school and suddenly Paulina was dating her ex-best friend's ex-boyfriend.

Tucker was...tolerable. She was sure after a few more years she might even consider him her friend. Until then though he was Danny's friend. Honestly she was just happy they took her seriously now. Being treated like a brainless buffoon just because she was on the cheer team or liked fashion was so patronizing.

Danny placed a kiss on her forehead, and Paulina absently wiped the powered foundation off his chin.

"Thank you," Danny said.

"I'm not cooking in my dress, you will wait for me to change,"

"I know."

Paulina sighed, again, a smile twisting her lipstick frozen lips.

It might not have been what she expected, but she wouldn't change it for the world.

[faghubby]

Discovering cock

I opened the bedroom door to see my friend naked. He was getting changed I had not even thought about it. I figured he had used the bathroom. But there he was naked.

"Dude do you have a different suit I can borrow" he asked holding up my spare bathing suit. I couldn't help but notice his cock swinging between his legs. "These are too short" he added. I was wearing the only other suit I owned.

"I guess we could swap" I told him. I grabbed the suit he was holding and went to leave.

"Bruh where you going?" He asked confused. I kinda felt embarrassed. But realized I was being silly. I took off my swim trunks in front of him. And tossed then to him. He bent to put them on and I just stood there watching. His cock was so big I felt myself stirring.

"Here" he smiled pulling the suit down exposing his cock again.

"Mark, what the hell" I shouted.

"Stop" he said like he was ordering a dog. And took the two steps to stand next to me. He grabbed my hand and guided it to his cock.

"That's what you want isn't it?" He said. I was unable to look at him I just held his growing cock. My own dick throbbing as it stood straight up pressing against my stomach.

"You look like you're going to burst just from holding my cock" he said softly his breath now in my ear.

Suddenly there was a banging on the door. "Let's go guys" Kelly my sister yelled.

"Yeah hold on" I shouted releasing Mark's cock as I did. He pulled up the swim trunks and as I bent over to put on my spare his hand grabbed my ass. I jumped almost falling over. He handed me the towels to hold in front of me so no one would notice my erection. As we went to get in the car. I noticed Kelly checking Mark out. Even though Mark was a year younger then her. I felt jealous. Really I wa jealous of my sister checking out Mark. What the hell was wrong with me. Kelly drove, we picked up her friend Jenny on the way. And headed to the beach. It was about an hour drive. He stopped at a gas station close to the beach. And Mark kinda took me into the bathroom. I didn't have to go. But he guided me to a urinal.

"Hold it for me" he said. I looked around terrified. But we where alone. I reach over and held his dick while he peed. After as I washed my hands he pressed up behind me.

"You are such a little gay bitch" he whispered in my ear. I tried to push him away. But he was way bigger then me.

"You want me to make you do it don't you, make you go gay for me" he hissed his tounge darting in my ear. Before he let me go. I rushed back to the car hoping no one saw my erection.

On the beach Mark started flirting with Kelly and Jenny alot. They all rubbed lotion on each other. I spent the whole day hiding my erections. We where leaving and Jenny made some kind of joke about me being shy.

"Paulie, 19 and never been kissed" Kelly told them laughing. Mark jokingly grabbed me.

"Come on now give me a kiss" he laughed. Once again I got hard. As the girls laughed. But didn't notice. But as we continued to the car Mark grabbed my ass. I ran ahead to the car. Mark offered to drive home. The girls taking the back seat. Where soon asleep. Mark grabbed my hand and guided it towards his crotch. I panicked looking back at the sleeping girls. But didn't move my hand. Instead rubbing his thigh and feeling the edge of his cock. For almost the rest of the trip home. Only pulling back when Kelly woke up. Both Mark and Jenny slept over. Mark slid into my bed naked. He pushed up behind me. I felt his cock against my thigh. But just as he did the door to my bedroom opened. Someone kept over to the bed. I pulled away from Mark but played like I was asleep. I heard Jenny giggle. To something Mark did. He got up and went with Jenny. But as he got up he quietly ran his hand across my ass. I heard him sneak into Kelly's room. Curiosity got to me and I snuck out and listened at the door. I could clearly hear not only Mark and Jenny but Kelly as well. Fucking and sucking was all I could guess at.

I rushed back to my room and jerked off. Finally getting the relief I had wanted all day. I didn't stop till I came twice. Then cleaned up and fell asleep. I don't know how long I was asleep but I woke to Jenny's tits pressing into my back as she played with my dick.

"I never had a virgin" she whispered in my ear. But even as she played with me I couldn't get hard. After jerking off twice.

"You don't like me?" Jenny teased.

"No, it's just I um" I stuttered.

"Played with yourself" Jenny teased. "Where you thinking about me?" She continued. "Well such a shame" she giggled and slipped out of the bed. I was so embarrassed I didn't even turn to peek at her naked body. I fell back to sleep. When I got up I headed to the bathroom to find Mark coming out of Kelly's room. Mark had fucked both of them last night I thought in awe. Rather then mad that he had slept with my sister it made me jealous. Was a jealous of Kelly?

Mark grabbed my ass. "Jenny give you a ride?" He asked.

"No, the little pervert wore himself out before I got there" Jenny answered from the kitchen with a smile. Kelly joined us she wore just a thong and tee shirt that didn't quite cover her ass. I was embarrassed seeing my sister like that. Mark grabbed her ass as well and again I was jealous. Not of Mark but my sister. Was I gay? Did I want Mark? I tried to focus on Jenny. Jenny also just wore panties and a tee shirt but her panties covered her ass. Jenny had made us all breakfast. We sat down to eat. And I felt Mark's hand guide my hand to his crotch. I couldn't breathe. What if Jenny saw? But I didn't pull my hand away. Instead my finger traced the outline of his cock. Thru his shorts. After breakfast Mark got up and took Kelly's hand and led her to the bathroom to shower. Jenny just smiled.

"Well guess you got dishes" she told me. And went back to Kelly's room. Kelly and Mark finished and Jenny jumped in the shower. By the time it was my turn the water was ice cold. I didn't look when I got out but Jenny was doing her hair.

"Smaller then I thought" she giggled. As she rubbed against me as she left the bathroom. Kelly drove Mark and Jenny home. Before they left Mark pulled me into my room.

"I might keep Kelly out all day, and the house has to be cleaned up before your parents return tonight" he stated I knew this. They had been away all week. And the house was a mess. "So I would appreciate it if you help your sister out and do her chores" he said his hand cupped my face. Then slid down my neck and shoulder. I bit my lip. His hand pushed me back against the wall and lightly pinched my nipple. I leaned forward and kissed him. I wasn't gay. But I wanted him.

"Good boy" he smiled. "You will do this for me then?" He asked. I nodded. "Make sure Kelly's room gets done too" he told me. Then grabbed my ass. And left me standing there my dick straining in my shorts. Suddenly I was home alone with a whole day of cleaning to get done. I got to work right away. I did the dishes and started laundry. Annoyed I had let myself get trapped into doing all of this cleanup. When I got a text from Mark.

"Do you like this?" It said. It was a mannequin in a pink thong stockings and lacy bra. I didn't answer. He then set me a dick pic. His cock rock hard in his hand he must of been in a public bathroom.

"How about this?" He sent. I just responded with a embarrassed emoji. From his other messages he and the girls where out shopping. I went into Kelly's room to gather more laundry. In the middle of the floor was a pink thong like the one Mark had sent a pic of. It was dirty I picked it had realized it was covered in dry cum. Mark's cum! I gathered up all her clothes and carried then. To the laundry room. I held up my sisters dirty thong to my nose and breathed in. This was so wrong they where my sister's dirty panties. I tossed themmin the washer. And jerked off. Wondering what Mark tasted like, had Kelly sucked his cock, and swallowed his cum, had Jenny. Where Jenny's dirty panties here? I went back to Kelly's room to look. I was naked. Stroking and teasing my cock as I did. I didn't find Jenny's panties. Instead I opened up Kelly's drawer and pulled out a pair of Kelly's clean panties, they where soft, I rubbed myself with them. I put the panties on and rubbed myself thru them. Thinking about Mark and his big cock. I didn't want the sensation to end. Instead I teased myself over and over. Stopping to do chores to calm myself. Then teasing myself again. It became a game I wouldn't touch myself until I finished cleaning something. Then denied myself again until I finished the next task. A few hours passed before I couldn't take it and filled Kelly's panties with my cum. I took them off and curious I tasted my cum from her panties. Suddenly ashamed again I tossed them in the washer. But went and put on another pair of Kelly's panties. I had cleaned the whole house. Then started to wonder about mom's things. I went into my parents room I had not entered their room in years I thought as I snuck around afraid I would get caught even thought no one was due home. Opened my mother's night stand and found a purple vibrator. I picked it up it was big I thought. I played fiddled with it. Turning it on and adjusting the settings. I held it against myself my dick got hard. I thought about Mark's cock rubbing against mine. Then I bought it to my mouth and sucked on the tip. I would suck Mark's cock like this. I told myself. I thought I heard a noise and quickly put the toy back and rushed to ,y room sliding on shorts over the panties. It was nothing. I had finished the whole house. Even folded all of Kelly's laundry. But I kept the pink thong hiding it in my room. Maybe I could wear it for Mark one day. Kelly didn't come home instead had waited till late and gone to the airport to pick up our parents. So when they came home Kelly was even more surprised at the job I had done cleaning up.

I didn't hear from Mark for a few days, till he called and told me he pick me up in 20 minutes. Excited I put on Kelly's thong I had stolen under my shorts then met him outside he pulled up. I jumped in his car. His hand immediately grabbed mine and I reached over and teased his cock thru his loose shorts. I slid my hand up his pants leg as he turned down an old dirt road. Parking at the end.

"Go ahead faggot" he smiled. I was scared but pulled his shorts down pulling his cock out of his shorts. I couldn't look at him instead I took the head of his cock in my mouth. "Such a good slut" he told me. As he just laid back and let me please him. I didn't know what I was doing but I just listened to his moans and breathing. I tasted his precum in my mouth. Then he tensed and came all over my face. The first shot was in my mouth but I gagged. Then the next hit my cheek then my eye. Four maybe five spurts of his seed spilled across my face. I sat up. But Mark was still hard.

"Show me your ass, I bet it's as fine as your sister's" he told me as he opened the door. And led me out thru the driver's door.

"Mark, I" I started but he pushed me over the hood of his car. He yanked down my pants and laughed. He already had some kind of lube. As he pulled the thong to the side and worked a finger in.

"You are mine now bitch" he told me. He worked in a second and third finger. Precum stained my panties. He withdrew his fingers and replaced them with his big thick cock. It hurt and I wimpered as he worked it in. But soon the pain changed to desire and I welcomed his long deep thrusts. He didn't stop until he pumped his second load into my ass. He then pulled out and wiped his cock on my shorts.

"You are mine now, I am going to need you to suck my cock everyday" he told me. His hand smacked my ass. I pulled my shorts on there was a large stain of shit, lube and cum on them. As well as the cum leaking out of my ass. Dried cum in my hair and on my shirt. He drove me back home. I snuck back into my house hoping no one would see me. I showered cum kept flowing from my ass. I saw Kelly's razor in the shower. I didn't think I just grabbed it and shaved my pubic hair off. I shaved my ass as well. When I finished I wanted to put panties back on. But Kelly was home. I found myself in the laundry room. My mother's panties hanging on a rack to dry. I noticed a black pair lace sexy. These where mom's? I thought about her wearing them for dad. Their vacation away, did mom suck dad's cock. Did she take it in the ass? I was disturbed thinking about my parents this way. I shoved the sexy panties into my pocket. I was rock hard as I returned to my room. I put on my mother's panties. Then put my shorts back on. I resisted playing with myself. The next morning Mark called again. I rushed outside and jumped in his car. My hands down his shorts before he even turned the corner. He drove me back to his house. I stripped down to mom's sexy panties before he even made it into his room. I was on my knees sucking his cock. Befuore he said a word. I tried very hard to suck more of his cock, I fondled and licked his balls. Before he came. Mark pulled my hair making me stand and bent me over his bed. He again fucked my ass. With a fury. He suddenly pulled out and shoved his cock back in my mputh. I could taste my ass and the flavored lube he had used. As he pumped his seed into my mouth.

"Such a dirty fucking whore" Mark laughed at me. He didn't let me get dressed instead had me just wear my mother's panties. He sits and watches TV. He hints that I should clean up. Make myself useful. So I clean up his house. Wondering when his parents or brother are expected home. As I finish up he pulls me onto his lap.

"You love cock don't you?" He asked. I nodded. Wanting him to fuck me again.

"I invited Gerry over" he told me. I started to panic but he held me on hos lap. "It's okay you can suck his cock too" he told me. I was nervous trying to get away. When there was a knock on the front door then it opened and in walked our friend Gerry, he was actually a year behind us in school. I couldn't look up.

"Paul go show Gerry how much you love cock" he told me. Letting me get up. Gerry sat down on the couch and spread his legs. Without looking him in the eye I crawled between his legs and ran my hands over his crotch. He let me pull his shorts and boxes off. His cock throbbing it was shorter then Mark's but just as thick. I took it in ,y mouth and was soon sucking it down gagging myself. Until he grabbed my hair and held me as he fucked my face then pumped his load down my throat. Gerry then just got up and left. Only then did Mark drive me home.

"You like being my whore?" Mark asked. I couldn't look at him just nodded. "Good you are going to service alot of my friends" he told me. His hand reached over and squeezed my hard dick. I came right then pumping my cum into my mother panties.

Wednesday and Thursday where just him and me once again in the woods then at my house when everyone was out. Friday he had me suck two other guys I kinda knew. But again they where younger seniors in high school I thought. One of them named Ian took a turn fucking my ass. But he did use a condom.

"My little faggot whore, never even kissed a woman have you?" Mark teased after they left and he had me ride his cock. I told him how Jenny had played with my dick.

"Never again, you will never let a woman touch you like that ever" Mark told me. Mark left me alone for the next three weeks, I did notice him pick up Kelly several times. Again I was jealous. But I Aldo found myself going thru not only Kelly's room but my mother's as well, I tried more things. Trying bras,stockings, pantyhose, even a few dresses on. In one of my sessions I even shaved the rest of my body hair off. I found my sister's vibrator and shoved in my ass, bit in my mother's things I found, several dildos, plugs, even furry handcuffs. I tried them all. Before Mark suddenly called me again. I invited him over I got all dressed up in none of Kelly's short dresses.

Mark arrived with Zack he had me suck Zack cock first. I had never seen a black cock never less and uncircumcised one till I sucked Zack. They laughed how Kelly was also their whore just not when she was on her period. Then they used me. Kelly also didn't let them do anal. But I fucked and sucked 7 different guys, that used both me and Kelly for thier pleasure. Over the next couple months Kelly learned about me. She also helped me dress up, and buy my own underwear. Mark bought me a chastity cage, because the guys didn't like my little dick getting hard for them. He told me he would keep mype locked during just my week. But he rarely unlocked me.

By the end of the summer it was impossible to hide that u was a sissy from anyone, my parents at first where upset but soon excepted me. Thinking I was dating Mark. They liked Mark. Jenny helped me get my nails done for the first time.

Everyone knows I am a little gay whore. Except my parents who believe I am going to marry Mark. Who spends more time selling my sister then fucking me.