#gay2straight

[sleazedudegoonerpants]

The thought of being reduced to a big, dumb sextoy for women to breed themselves with is driving me crazyyy guys 😵‍💫😵‍💫😵‍💫 press my cock into your tight, wet womb over and over and over till my brain breaks <333 ignore my pleas and whines and make me learn to love it, my body was biologically programmed to pump thick, fertile cocksludge into pussy. I was made to make babies, force me to fulfill my true purpose as a cumbrained breeding stud <33333

[idesofrevolution]

Your "Let's Talk Honestly" post really struck a chord with me.

I've noticed that over the last 2 years especially, there's been a large increase in questionable blogs and content in the gay transformation space. It's hilarious that Tumblr cracked down so much on anything even remotely resembling porn but this hate-filled content is allowed to run rampant. This place has become a cesspit.

I would fully understand & support your decision to leave; I've been thinking about deleting my own account and turning away from all this. The turn this community (or whatever one wants to call it) has taken has left a very sour and bitter taste in my mouth.

IMO if someone is making content about gay2straight, religious, right-wing, fascistic homophobes then they themselves are also those things since they're promoting and glorifying those values. Even worse, they're turncoats and bootlickers - since the authors are supposedly part of the LGBTQ+ community Saying it's a "fetish" isn't good enough, it's an excuse. I'm sure pedophiles say the same thing with their "minor attracted person" crap. Saying it's a "fetish" is just a way for these people to abdicate personal responsibility and make them feel better about themselves so they can spread their hatred.

The worst part is that these people act like victims and throw a fit when they're called out. Imagine devoting most of your blog to original posts or reblogs of some of the most vile and hate-filled content directed towards gay people and then playing victim when you're called out? It's disgusting. This defensiveness also makes me suspect that these people know that what they're doing is discomforting and wrong. The (not so) internalized homophobia is shocking, it's worse than most of what I've heard from heterosexual bigots.

I also come from a country where stuff like homosexuality and contraception were decriminalized/legalized relatively recently so seeing stuff like this on Tumblr is a real slap to the face.

I'd say that Tumblr needs another good purge but the last time that happened, most of the good accounts (your account being one of the exceptions x) were abandoned/deleted and now we're left with a load of arrogant, self-hating homophobes. At least the pedos don't seem to be so brazen anymore... This place used to be a nice escape from the world but now it's just depressing.

Anyways, I'm looking forward to your next story - jocks & musk is hot.

I agree entirely with that assessment. People have gotten entirely too comfortable openly writing internalized support for a certain type of movement and calling it a fetish. It didn’t work with pedos and it won’t work for bigots.

And jock musk is on the menu up next.

[sjw-publishings]

Stay Straight Babe

“Im so glad I still have my lovely boyfriend with me during Quarantine, Amirite Cherry?”

“Yeah...hehe, so glad to have Sammie with me too...”

Anton, the Drama Queen laughed with his lesbian shy bookworm bestie as they discussed about theatre and all about. Of course, they would’ve invited their lovers along, but they were too busy being techno geeks and talking computer games in their gaming rooms.

“Did you have lunch yet?”

“Yeah, tried takeout from that famous Chinese restaurant downtown! Was super good!”

“Oh my god! Me too sistah!!!”

“OooooooAHHHH!”

A large groan came from their study, where his boyfriend’s currently at. Anton naturally looked concerned for his boyfriend.

“What was that?”

“I don’t know! But something came from Sammie’s room too...”

“Yeah! I gotta check Kenny, Brb!”

Ending the call, Anton left the bedroom, and headed his way outside the study, about to open the door, but then a loud masculine voice rumbled from behind the door.

“Samantha? You’re just such a great fri... girlfriend... eungh so hot...”

Samantha? Who is that....But more importantly, why would his friend...boyfriend be moaning to a lady? Is he...cheating on him? But that can’t be, his geeky nerd cutie is as queer as a three dollar bill! But still, he had to check it out....that deep voice certainly did not sound like a nerd’s...

“SO HOT!”

As Anton walked into the room, his eyes widened at the pile of clothes and tossed garments on the ground. Large XL sandblasted jeans, track pants, sneakers. Tons of sports posters and trophies decorating the shelves, and a large television screen playing the latest soccer match...though for some reason, he vaguely recalled seeing football and baseball at intervals.

But it definitely did not look like a study room...despite him initially thinking that it was. Alongside a couple of dart boards, some sports equipment, and a pool table, seemed like a recreation room...but since when could they afford...

“oooooOOOOAAAAAAHHH!”

A large moan came from the couch, as Anton came to the front of it, all his eyes focused on was an incredibly muscular asian hunk man-spreading in bliss, dressed in a white tee with an iconic sporting good logo in the front, left hand gripping his cellphone while his right hand dug deep into his clean white boxers. The man panted out of relief, and relaxation, like a weight lifted off his shoulders. Whispering into branded phone with his deep husky, asian tone.

“Stay Straight Babe~”

CLICK!

So hot...NO! Anton get a hold of yourself! Who was this Asian man? Where was his roommate? He had to get questions, even if this...extremely hunky cutie, looked so sexy dazed and looking up.

“What?...Who are you!”

The Asian man snapped out of his trace, eyes opened...but ever so slightly. He was asian after all, but he was chill...in control. Still leaning back on the couch, he looked at Anton, puzzled, before looking down at his exposed boxers and then back at the stranger. His mind cleared up in an instant, forcing out a-

“Kevin Lang, Fag!”

The man said it, and gave that signature sarcastic response from only a jock bully like him. Smirking condescendingly, he was in charge, and that theatre gay started to tremble.

“Listen Queer, I know you’re thirsty and all for men during this. But some of us got girlfriends who we can’t visit. So stop being a WUSS and deal with it.”

“I...wasn’t...I...”

Now this really pissed him, not even caring about the stickiness on his right hand, or that he had a pitched tent. All he knows now is to deal with this gay of a roommate who spied on him and his girlfriend. The tall 6ft 2 jock cornered Anton to the door.

“Go jerk to your boyfriend or something...oh that’s right! Even a FAG like you doesn’t have one!”

Anton was in tears, he remembered the countless dates that he had, alongside the taunts made by this douchebag Kevin who somehow managed to wolf his way into his life throughout college. He had to get out of there..., quickly opening the door and running back to the bedroom, locking it.

“I...I have to call Cherry...”

As he typed for her number, a sudden ringing notification popped up for the name Chelsea. Must be a typo when he was saving Cherry’s contact right? Cause that number definitely was Cherry’s.

“Anton....”

“What happened?”

Almost suddenly, his mind shrugged off of whatever his homophobic roommate had said. His best friend was weak right now, he had to help her.

Gripping ahold of the phone, he didn’t notice the warm tanned spot spreading on his palms, down his wrists every second as he held the cellphone.

“Samantha...called me a dyke.”

“Samantha?”

“You know! My roommate, the one that’s dating yours!”

It made sense now, the two of them bonded over how much they despised their roommates bullying...and the strangeness of how the douchebag jock and queen bee couple somehow always interfered in their respective love lives...

Clutching the phone tighter, his wrists tightened as definition thickened his forearms. Curling his biceps subconsciously, toning strongly till they were the size of baseballs.

“Yeah Kevin was such a douche, had to defend myself from him tryin’ to whoop me...”

“Yeah, had to backflip and dodge Samantha’s attacks. Didn’t feel good knowing she still holds a grudge about me being a dyke.”

Heh, he knew his best friend could handle herself. She was still a cheerleader in training, but could whoop Samantha’s arrogant butt anytime. Must also be her half asian genetics like his.

Sitting up straighter, Aiton’s broad shoulders filled out his sweater, which almost ripped if it was not for that white stain sealing up the cracks. That white stain...which came from Kevin...right? Was there a stain?

The white coloration spread all across the attire, shrinking up the sleeves to simply resting just below his shoulders, accentuating his large biceps which he proudly admired. Alongside his large back which occupied his entire bed...wait, didn’t he?

Taking a closer look at his bedroom...wait, looking DOWN at his bedroom. He was on the upper bed of a double decker, with training equipment at the side and a couple of sports memorabilia which looked reminiscent of the recreational room.

Yeah of course that douchebag Kevin had to have most of the room with his crap...though it was not all bad. He worked out quite often during his spare time...outside of that artsy degree he had no idea why he took...did he take an artsy degree? He shrugged, doesn’t matter, he worked out.

Anyways it showed, leaning back and taking full charge of the entire bed. At least he was the alpha HERE! Listening to what his best friend spoke...though she was mostly talking about drama with her roommate, not the kind of thing he was interested in.

But he always liked her voice...

“At least...I think I like girls? But that was an accident! I don’t like Samantha!”

Aiton nodded, unsure of what to say, but felt...pretty cool about it. Crossing his legs, as he saw those large trunks that trained...almost like for years. They which reached the end of the bedside, as those khakis lengthened and stretched into XL sweatpants...gotta snatch that back his junk from Kevin later, but not now. He was cool, now. Kicking off his large trainers which went-

CLUNK CLUNK!

As they hit the floor, wiggling his size 12 feet beneath those white socks. Kevin could insult him all he wants later, it was his room too. The fledgeling Jock can say whatever he wants to anybody, and he says-

“You were like ‘I think I like girls’, sounded pretty dyke to me.”

Aiton smirked, teasing the cheerleader from across the phone. He always liked doing that, he was in charge after all.

He knew how icky the two cheerleaders felt towards homosexuals...but then again, wasn’t he a bit rude towards them as well? Not as bad as Kevin but an occasional joke here and there meant nothing right?

“Who you callin’ dyke, Fag?”

“Who you callin’ Fag, Dyke?”

Okay...maybe he didn’t like being called Fag either. But it was just insults between him, Cherlse, and Kevin and Samantha. Anyone else and they answer TO HIS FISTS....except maybe ladies...especially hot babes.

He began to palm himself, and as he kneaded his hard rocket, he sneered in disgust over a rainbow wristband on his wrist. He blinked, in its faggy place was a white sports watch. His rocket doubled up in size, while darkening in tan, its always time to be a Jerk, just like his Bro Kevin.

“You know i get weak when you use my own words~”

Cherlsea opened up her phone webcam, and Aidon did the same. Both smirking at the other. The Jock knew it was always ladies first, but he was a Jerk so-

“Oh damn...she’s hot!”

“Of course I am, do I still look pretty dyke to you~?”

Watching her seductively pose on her bed, it felt like ages since he had seen a woman like that! In that revealing tank and double Ds he could just!

SQUEEZE!

“Oooaahhh!”

Squeezing his own chest, feeling rock solid muscle layering his nipples, pectorals filling his sports shirt massively like the man he was. Feeling those abdominals as a well deserved 6 pack emerged from years of crunches.

“I....I NEED RELEASE!”

“So hawt~”

“I...I AINT A FAG!”

“Course you aren’t hunky~you are so hawt, ooooooaaaaah!”

The Queen Bee’s second in command had let out her mating’s call, the asian babe was too much for the Douchebag Jock’s right hand man, and vice versa. As their desires linked up, with the help of a fortune cookie they ate prior, they were about to finally be set into motion.

Each of them felt a tight stinging to their holes simultaneously. As the Asian Jock’s butt hole tightened, the Cheerleader’s lady hole expanded. Like a trade of preferences, but that is not all.

As testosterone pumped in the man, churning larger sacks, as he watched his babe’s hair lengthen, his shrunk, and BUZZED off the sides and back, leaving a stylish gelled top, maintained with a pair of shavers, scissors, and his Bro. Not actually brothers, but they were asian , jocks, and total jerks. Wouldn’t be surprised if they were related.

Speaking of Asian, his tan had bathed his facial features alongside the rest of his body. Cleansing the GAY away from him as his jaw hardened into a fierce square. His lips snarled in momentary disgust, before his raising his cheeks, as that scowl shifted to an arrogant smirk as he watched his girlfriend do the same.

“Ooooaaaaaah~”

His brows complimented his prominent features, as they frowned, closing his eyes as his girlfriend’s moan was too much to bear...he needed RELEASE! RELEASE!

“OAAAAAAAH!”

Aidan Long expelled a thick goo from below, as his eyes gave way to a thin fierce asian dark brown. Staring into the ceiling in a haze...before the sounds of his lover’s panting sent him back to reality.

“Man...that feels good, but still miss our hot damn ‘Dragon and Empress’ sessions before all this happened.”

“Yeah totally...stuck with bestie the whole day is fun and all but...she and your douche roommate keep doing it all day.”

“Caught him jerkin’ off too jus now...”

“Whaaaaaat! Omg same, saw Samantha doing that too!”

“Course...nothin’ beats my empress...”

“Same for you too...my long muscular dragon.”

Almost instantly, the doors slammed open. Of course, Kevin had the spare keys to the bedroom too, and he was sneering right at the door.

“AND YOU SAY IM A FAGGOT!”

“SHADDUP KEV! YOU GAY!”

“NO YOU GAY!”

“NO YOU GAY!”

“HAHAHA!”

The two jocks laughed arrogantly, before sneering at each other. The two of them were thirsty, and they understood and respected that.

“Ohhh almost forgot, mwah mwah mwah!”

“Mwah mwah mwah back to you GAY!”

Kevin left the room, most likely going to order more of that Chinese take out or something. Doesn’t matter to Aidan though...he was friends with the man, but he wasn’t INTO INTO him.

“I swear this stay at home thing is turning me gay...”

“Oh there’s nothing wrong with some bonding sessions. Me and Samantha are pointing each other’s nails later on, and that isn’t DYKE!”

“Yeah, should probably binge watch soccer with that douche. Felt like We haven’t did a sports marathon in ages!...No homo of course.”

The two of them chatted for a while more, loving the company of the other intimately as they teased one another like the lovers they are.

But they eventually have to go to other stuff. And by stuff he wants to do, is CHILL.

“Love you hunky, talk to you l8r!”

The Jock simply posed to the camera,and spoke.

“Stay Straight Babe”

[toxicruins101]

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[joshslater]

Hello 700 followers. This blog currently has 81 public posts, some captions, some commentary like this, one or two Q&A, but mostly stories. I was thinking about doing a post with comments on the most popular ones, or picking out my favorites or something once I hit 100 stories. However, since tubmlr is such a poor publishing platform with broken tags, broken search, no ToC etc, I thought I should make an index. It’s just link, title, one line description and some random tags that might be descriptive. Or not. The important thing is that it links to the stories, which I something I need myself. In addition I’ve added some more links between multipart stories.

Approx. Revenge After much planning a man is finally getting his revenge. Or is he? #muscleGrowth #unwilling #scifi #revenge

A Close Shave A naughty girl is getting some readjustments. #body #f2m #unwitting #mental #world #magic

Beauty Studio Makeover As their friend is recovering at the hospital a group of gay estheticians is exacting revenge on the assailant. #unwitting #natural #revenge

The Bracelet Don’t piss off friends with access to magical artifacts. #body #f2m #magic #mental #unwitting

Camp α Stepfather make a last ditch attempt to make something out of his stepson. #body #mental #unwilling #scifi

Coach vs Coach A student is caught in the cross fire of a feud between two coaches. #body #muscleGrowth #jock

Dr. Collins Treat the symptoms or cure the disease? #body #muscleGrowth #hypno #unwitting

Deus Ex Chris and Tom both get their wishes. #bodyswap #magic

Fraternizing Enemy If the fraternity can alter bodies, why would you rock the boat? #body #muscleLoss #scifi #unwilling #mental #revenge

Getting Jacked Having been in a drunken argument at a party, Matthew finds a transformative item. #body #MuscleLoss #magic #unwilling #mental #revenge

The GIF Curse Spend some time as a pornographic gif. #magic #unwilling’

Hitting Jock Bottom Follow the initial steps of full service transformation into one of the detailed profiles at  Goldfarb Body Shop and Repairs. #body #muscleGrowth #mental #scifi #unwilling #jock #hypno

Hypnotic Acts Stage hypnotist reveals one of his more subtler acts. #hypno #straight2gay

Hypothetical #1 What would you do if you find items clearly placed for you in your home? #clothes

James and Kieran Having been controlled by a chav for a year, James is reflecting on what he really wants. #scally #natural

Just a Prank, Dude! Fooling around with someone else’s clothes can have consequences. #body #unwilling #mental #magic

Knocked Out He is just about to go on a date when someone from the past makes a last jealous attempt to stop them. #body #muscleGrowth #hick #gay2straight #revenge #unwilling #magic

Kyle and Cody As relations deteriorate between former best friends, one of them appear to be able to bend reality. #mental #unwilling #clothes #magic

Libertine A trip to rescue your childhood friend turns weird. #body #mental #unwilling #magic

The Links of Stolen Youth Native American magic sets an aggrieved boy on the wrong path, and he loves it. #body #muscleGrowth #aging #magic #revenge

Lunch Meeting A small disussion on why turning people massive. #body #muscleGrowth

Making a Murderer When the perp doesn’t match the stereotype the attorney has to step in. #body #muscleGrowth #unwilling #scifi #mental

The Man Sam has his world turned upside down when he is punished for a crime he can't remember. #body #muscleGrowth #hypno #mental #clothes

Massive Douche Fed up the recently ex:ed girfriend ensures everyone can see what a douche he is. #body #muscleGrowth #scifi #unwilling

Neural Network Training PhD student experiments with turning his former friend gay. #hypno? #straight2gay #unwitting #mental #revenge

Online Ads You can control the ads you get, but there are consequences. #mental #unwilling

Overly Attached Girlfriend Afraid her boyfriend is going to break up, she makes makes the first move. #body #muscleGrowth #unwilling #mental #scifi

Prick Shane makes a new friend. #scally #body #mental #unwilling

Push Comes to Shove George's warlock project has some unintended consequences. #mental #unwitting #magic

Reveille Some mornings are worse than others, like waking up in a soldier body. #body #unwilling #magic

Secret Santa Competing executives use the Christmas party to get ahead in promotions. #body #scally #mental #unwilling

The Shirt Someone finds a mysterious shirt in the laundry #clothes

Sister Cody Lots of things will change around the house now that Katie is the hottest brother. #f2m #body

The Stamps of Valenza A newly wed couple stumbles across a body altering artifact. #body #magic

Suddently Gamers Teen drama takes on larger proportions when magic is involved. #body #muscleLoss #mental #unwilling #magic #revenge

Summer with Uncle Bob Bullied boy gets fresh start on uncle Bobs farm. #body #muscleGrowth #unwitting #scifi

Terminus The world is ending in a mist of testosterone and Axe. #body #muscleGrowth #unwilling #mental #scifi

Top this! Eric is looking for that extra push in his body transformation.

Trigger Hicks Insurance claim agent encounters a special kind of southern hospitality. #body #mental #unwilling #hick #magic

Mr. Turns Servant Arik After several years service Arik is ready to leave Mr. Turns. #body #unwitting #mental #magic

Unrivaled Trevor discovers just how bad it is to go up against wealth and privilege. #body #muscleGrowth #mental #unwilling #scifi #hypno

Voice Recognition Turns out that the motivational tracks did more than just encourage. #body #muscleGrowth #unwitting #hypno

Why the Nerds? Coach lays out his plan for why the school nerds can save the athletic department. #body #muscleGrowth #unwilling #scifi

[sleazedudegoonerpants]

oh, you’re gay? alright! then you wouldn’t feel anything if a girl started feeling up your big, strong biceps then, would you? as a friend, of course. Just to see how they feel, y’know? It’d be selfish to not let a cute girl get a feel of what a real man is like. Just flex those arms, big guy, thaaaat’s it. Feel her sloooowwly trace her fingers over that beautiful, aching muscle.

Oh, and can’t forget about those pecs, can we? It’d be rude to tell her to stop now. Plus, you’re gay anyways. So it shouldn’t be a problem when she starts groping a little then, right? maybe giving them a little squeeze? It’s okay, you can groan a bit. She won’t mind.

What if she starts going lower? Maybe sliding a hand down to your chiseled abs? mmmph, that feels gooood, doesn’t it? Her just running her hands along your abdomen… Back and forth, back and forth… Oh! you’re hard? That’s okay! It’s a perfectly natural reaction to the stimulation. It’s something biological. You can’t control it, so don’t feel bad about it. Just relax and let your good friend give you a nice massage… you can close your eyes… It’s okay if you feel drowsy,

just…

give…..

in……..

————————————————————————————

What’s that noise?

As you gradually come to, the sound starts to get louder and louder, and it’s accompanied by a feeling… a feeling of..?

Ah! F-fuck, no, wait! you’re ga y— fhuuuccckkkk your cock feels sooooo good in her warm pussy~

thaaats right, let those eyes flutter upwards as that wet, tight hole slams down on your cock over and over and over. Just relax. Rest those thick, muscled arms, and let your hips and cock do all the thinking for you. This feels way better than fucking an ass ever could. It’s like it was made to take dick. it’s squeezing you all the way to the base, like it’s trying to milk you for everything you’ve got~ And it feels so fucking right~

Hear those moans? Your cock, your muscles— no, YOU’RE making her make those noises. She’s wanted this for so long, it’d be cruel to deny her your cock when she rides you so good, wouldn’t it? You want to give her what she wants, don’t you? You wanna knock her up. You wanna fill her womb with your seed.

So do it. Thrust those hips, hear her scream your name, and hear yourself grunt and moan while you pump her full. Drool and grit your teeth as you impregnate your friend with your thick, fertile, gay cum. Feel her convulse around your cock as she soaks your pubes with her climax. This is what you were made for. You were made to breed.

You’re still gay though, right?

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[sjw-publishings]

Gotta Smoke

“Hey cool cat, wanna smoke?”

Alexander Checks was a gay nerd who was in his first year of college. Taking a degree in Biomedical science, he wanted a less stressful environment than what his SATs could qualify...as well as a place where he can finally have a boyfriend without judgment.

Although that being said, the freshman quickly shook his head and denied the request from...the really hot greaser guy. Not wanting to be involved with smoking....even if the guy is hot.

“Sorry mister...I-“

“Just one~”

But as the man spoke...with his deep, husky baritone. The nerd couldn’t resist but walk towards him, grabbing a cigarette and instantly plopping one into his mouth.

It was just one right? What harm can one do?

Flick

The greaser placed a palm on his back, and the other lighting the cigarette stick with an ornament, vintage lighter. As the bud began to fizzle, an extremely deep scent of pomade flooded the nerd’s nostrils and lungs as he inhaled it...and slowly exhaled.

“You’re a natural cool cat~”

The nerd felt reassured...he thought he might cough violently, but it was....so smooth. Yeah yeah....it felt like his lungs are expanding due to the tangy taste of the stick. Gingerly rolling his tongue around it, as he was guided by the other greaser.

He felt...so cool. Walking with this dude. Left foot forward with a step, right foot forward with a step. He felt so natural...walking with this swagger, feeling as those boots clicked on the ground....

Boots?

Glancing down momentarily, he watched as those dress shoes of his became a pitch black rubber. Laces forming into a single strap with a buckle on his heel and at the top of his boot. Spit shined regularly as the polished boots had some wear N tear on em, but they worked jus’ fine as his trusty engineer boots, wiggling his toes to feel some breather room...freedom as his much larger Size 12s swaggered comfortably in his black, grease stained socks.

He felt like he was trippin’, but he had some alcohol earlier right? Lookin’ down, as his dress pants followed suit, expanding larger as his calves strengthened, thighs becoming thick and smooth...smooth, he had to look smooth.

It wasn’t long until the black soft fabric shifted to rough jean, tightening over on his sweet trunks as they breathe swagger with every step. Every step, every puff, his mind began to go with the flow.

He was just at the greaser’s orientation or somethin’ right? Got pretty drunk after a dare and his buddy was taking him back to the crew right? Man...was that not...

Cool.

“Mmugh...”

Letting out a slight moan, as his greaser buddy gave a good rub on his shoulders. His back broadening up wide and strong, stretching his white collared attire to the brim, loosening it as buttons and the collar faded away, leaving behind a stretchable comfy plain ol’ white cotton T-shirt.

His manhood tented hard in his jeans, leaking as he was being led to a group of greasers like himself. All of them smokin’! Both in terms of hotness and literally smoking. He felt so much at ease, running his fingers briefly down his hair like a comb, slicking it back as he leaned against the wall, his buddy joining in the hoard of greasers.

Heh, all of them were his buddies after all. As he adjusted his package, a typical leather belt looped around his waist and cinched shut above it. Holding in his boxers without worry.

Of course, nothing can hold this greaser back when he heard one of his crew whistling, as his gaze shifted to the direction of the whistle.

“Hot damn~”

The sophomore purred when he saw the gorgeous greaser chicks strolling by, not even noticing his rock solid pectorals straining against his now-plain white shirt. Hugging his frame alongside a long line of abs lined with a treasure trail that can be evidently seen if he had lifted his shirt up.

Alixanir Ochecker flexed for abit, enjoying the satisfying strength of his biceps. Skin cleared up, as the dusting of hair coated down his arms, and aftershave over his face. He joined the greasers since his first year and they really...straightened him out you can say.

Although he was sorta queer...well, bi. They accepted him wholeheartedly. Toughening him up the way of the greasers...yeah yeah, that’s right. Swaggering past the newbies, heading to the edge where all the leaders were at, sitting down, blending in, gaze fully directed at the chicks.

Pufff

He was so into them, palming his hot rod as a bird tattoo and a silver chain formed over on his left wrist, while a couple of rings belongin’ to his greaser crew formed on his right hand. His facial hair became more prominent, and so did his slick hair do as he was not the man he once was.

With every press on his ‘motorcycle’, testosterone laced his body further, reinforcing the never changing bad boy attitude that’s sticking around. His arms were the envy of his crew, and one reserved only for ladies and himself to touch. He wasn’t queer after all~

Pufffffffffff

His mind fully focused on their hot bods, licking his lips and letting out a purr as his jawline sharpened. Thinking about riding them beyond the sunset...just a manly man like himself and a gorgeous babe, hands over his waist...trailing down his hips...and...and-!

“Oh BABEH~”

Alistair Rochester snatched away his black shades and stomped the burnt out cigarette with his boot, letting out a huge puff of smoke alongside his former desires and restraints, smirking satisfyingly like he finally regained his cool.

“Must be some nerd I’ve picked on...ain’t gonna lose my mojo to some queer...”

The Handsome Retro Senior cooly brushed away any thoughts of attraction towards his crew. They were his fellow greasers....and sides, he would prefer a hot mama on wheels any day.

Letting out the hot breath of cigarettes, giving a quick tug of his hot rod...before letting go, head turned in the direction of his latest prize.

He was about to claim her for his own.

“Gotta smoke~”

[sleazedudegoonerpants]

I’ve been seeing a lot of gooners getting into the gay to straight scene recently, and it got me thinking. Why are all these cumbrained folks suddenly realizing they’re into chicks?

Well, as it turns out, when you’re completely blanked out and you’re only thinking with your cock, of course you’re gonna want to fuck the hole that was made to take dick! Pussies not only have natural lubricant and have consistent grip all the way to the back, but you gooners know on some instinctual level, you were made to breed.

It doesn’t matter how feminine you are or how much you liked cock before, because as soon as you start fucking your hand, your brain realizes what you need. You know it cuz of how much you crave a tight, warm hole to dump your seed in. You know it cuz even the idea of a pair of jiggly, busty tits puts your brain into breeder mode. You just want to let your eyes roll back and empty your aching balls into a tight cunt, knocking a fertile slut up with your offspring like a horny, virile stud was made to.

So do it. let your brain drop into your balls and fuck your hand while you’re imagining breeding a fertile bitch. it’s what you were made to do, after all.

[sjw-publishings]

Based on an existing tf below from Thepossessiondude (OneCockyJock)

I was busily minding my own business, trying to hook up with some guys on the beach when ‘the swap’ happened. Was jet lagged but when I saw my hot muscular bod in the mirror, all I could think was jacking off.

But what’s even more hot is when I noticed...her, the former ‘Matthias’s’ wife and to my surprise, my manhood rose to a full mast almost instantly. I was pretty shocked at first, I was 100% gay as far as when I was Mateo, but then as I looked at her gorgeous face...memories of fucking her senseless came in waves, was too sexy to resist.

I would’ve called myself ‘daddy’ if I was still gay, and I can see ‘Mateo’ is already wet for my muscular thick bulge after all those lewd 🍆 emojis he messaged me these past few days. Gotta at least humor the man cause too bad for him, he’s never gonna get a taste of this matured sexy straight father in his forties, whose about to fuck his wife senseless...

But first, gonna take a picture of my big hairy chest to tease my former body, I think its called a ‘selfie’...can’t remember much millennial slang that much now except the fact that I am an OK BOOMER!

[sjw-publishings]

Lookin’ forward to Allen joinin’ in

A Nerd Gone Jock

Damon wakes up and gets ready for his day, groaning a little bit because he’s tired of being picked on and beaten up at college. As he’s walking there his boyfriend, Allen, a science major at his college, is texting him about how he should stand up to his bullies and that if he does that then they’ll leave him alone.

When he arrives, waiting outside for him are Chad, Mike and Brandon, some homophobic football jocks that like to bully and beat him up for being gay and a nerd. “Hey there Fag! Thought we told you we told you we don’t want your kind around here!” said Chad. “Yeah, why doncha get outta here and read those stupid little comics like a good little loser?” said Brandon. Damon, getting annoyed by them quietly says “Leave me alone.” Mike walks closer putting his hand to his ear and says “Huh? What was that? You said that you want your faggy ass beat? I think we can give you exactly what you want!”

After they get closer to him, Damon snaps and says “I’ve had enough your shit, assholes!” and punches Mike in the throat. “Why can’t you just stop bullying me?!” They swiftly beat his ass and tell him to “get his fag ass out of here”. When Damon is gone, Chad, with an evil smirk, says to his bros “So the fag wants us to stop bullying him, eh?” Hearing their bro say that causes the others to have evil smirks on their faces as well.

When Saturday rolls around, Damon is in his bed sleep when all of a sudden he wakes up from a smack to his face. He jolts awake and sees the 3 standing in his room and sees that he’s in nothing but a jockstrap. “How the hell did you get in my room?! And why am I wearing this stupid thing?!” shouts Damon.

“You forgot to lock your door, and you’re wearing that cuz you said you didn’t want to be bullied anymore. Only way for that to happen is to become one of us! Now open up and swallow this.” says Chad, holding 2 pills in his hand. “Like hell I’ll be one of you! And I’m not taking whatever THAT is!” Damons says pointing at the pills.

“Either you take the pills or we’ll make you take them.” Says Mike. Damon, fearing he’ll be beaten in his own home, hesitantly takes them. After he swallows the pills, he feels his body shudder and get hot. He starts panting and groaning as his body starts to change. He’s too busy rubbing his inflating muscles and groaning over the pain of them inflating to realise Mike with a dirty and smelly shoe in his hand. Mike grabs Damons head and covers his mouth before shoving the shoe to Damon’s nose. “Smell it!” Mike says. Damon tries to struggle against it but eventually has to breath in. When he does, he smells the pungent smell of the shoe and was disgusted. He again took in another breath though his nose, and for whatever reason this time he started to like the smell of it.

Damon closed his eyes and kept on smelling the rank shoe more and more and as he does, his IQ starts to drop and his memories start changing. Damon’s memories of growing up reading comics and playing games slowly change into Damon, now named Brayden, playing football and picking up chicks to fuck. As these new memories were invading his mind, he tried to keep them from changing by thinking of his boyfriend Allen and some his favorite comics, but as he was thinking of and trying to remember his boyfriend and his favorite superheroes, he started to feel disgusted by those thoughts, thinking ‘Boyfriend? I ain’t no faggy ass nerd’. Also changing was his room - gone were the figurines and comic books and in their place were trophies from playing football and erotic magazines of women.

After a few more minutes Mike let him go and asked “How ya feelin, bro?”. Brayden opens his eyes and smirks at his bros while saying “I’m feeling hot and horny. Let go find some bitches to fuck! We could go and beat up that faggy science dweeb Allen up, too.” Mike, Chad and Brandon all give each other a knowing smirk knowing they’ve succeeded in turning a faggy nerd into a straight jock bro.

[sleazedudegoonerpants]

Been falling down the g2s hole and fuck your posts are hot

Once you get your first taste of pussy there’s no turning back, bro. Fall deeper, think with your cock and use it for its true purpose; breeding and knocking up a fertile womb <333

[sleazedudegoonerpants]

if you get turned on by your own flexing, it’s perfectly natural. Flexing is a display of your male virility made to attract fertile females.

In fact, your body is just preparing for the subsequent hot sloppy breeding you’re going to be participating in, so just embrace it! Get harder the more you flex. Show off your breeding potential AND your strength at the same time.

Feel your brain turning off? That’s natural too! Big dumb brutes like you don’t need to think while you’re pounding pussy. Your biology is hardwired for you to breed. So just shut off and thrust harder, breed deeper. Grunt louder. Chicks love it when a big strong man makes some noise.

You wanna knock some bitch up, don’t you? You can’t deny it. Why else would you be so hard right now? You know you just want some cute sluts fawning over your muscles. Just imagine how good it’d feel to slam your cock into some slut’s tight, warm womb and knock her up. Let those eyes roll back as her cunt squeezes your cock in all the right ways while she cums. So so wet and warm and tight and unnngggg fuckkkkkk

it’s so hard to think while your brain is getting hit with all that pleasure. It’s so much easier to just let go, flex those big strong arms and breed. This is what you were made to do. This is what you’re supposed to do.

It’s good to be a stud.

[sleazedudegoonerpants]

Tying up my big, burly bear boyfriend and zonking him out sooo hard till hes completely blank. and then edging him to straight gooner hypno, only stroking whenever he flexes his biceps like a good breeding stud. this occurs daily until he’s obsessed with putting a baby in someone btw.

[sleazedudegoonerpants]

God, I feel like an unappreciated shot in porn is just getting the top’s upper body, with the bottom just out of frame as they’re getting fucked. Like, seeing a big, hairy stud move his hips like that,,, he’s trying to make babies guys he’s going breeder mode on that hole

[sleazedudegoonerpants]

beware give into the gay boy w/breeding kink to homoflexible in denial to sex addicted pussyhound pipeline.

[sleazedudegoonerpants]

thinking back to my skeptical bf reluctantly agreeing to try out the G2S hypno file I sent him and snapping back to reality because the sound of the slut of the day getting her pussy pounded is pouring through the paper thin wall 😖😖🤤🤤🤤

(he only fucks me when he can’t find a slut to sit on his cock now)