#hunk in tanktop

[shirtlessmoviestv]

Andrew Biernat : Wait With Me (2023)

[guysofeurovision]

[sons-from-adam]

Robbie Lyons @ Trend MM

(Did a search on Robbie but didn't find any certain information)!

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[alienpossession]

My boyfriend loves nothing more than getting himself wet. Be it through shower, working out, swimming, anything, he just loves to be wet. His parents said he used to be a clean freak all the way until he met me, so it's quite a weird turnaround to see him wearing sweaty tanktop with no care in the world or his weird new habit of trying as hard as he can to not use towel to dry himself. But I can explain it

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My small extraterrestrial friend specifically came to Earth because it heard tales about planet where the dominant inhabitants physical makeup consisted of mostly water and the planet itself has more water than land mass. That's planet Earth and its human inhabitants, and luckily it met me during my early morning walk across the woods where I stumbled upon its crashed, tiny spaceship. The tiny fella claimed to me that supposedly, the spaceship landed on the nearby lake but somehow the thick fog of the forest and its humidity probably messed up the censor. I helped it him out to go to his destination, but then along our way, he shared to me about his desire to just simply live inside a body of water 24/7. I look at him slightly confused at first, but then I realized that there's no harm from lending him a hand to materialize his inter-galactic dreams. But then, I stopped mid-way as he shared that he didn't expect human to be kind and compassionate so he stated that he want to remain connected with me even after he went on the wilderness. That's not gonna be an easy task because I wouldn't be able to understand him in his new form and not like I can differentiate which fishes or lake creatures that he resided himself in. That's when I decided to turn myself back to civilization as my mind set to give him his wishes

As I arrived in the local swimming pool filled with some people enjoying the warm sun that still shines in my home state (we are not known for winter after all), my eyes focused on one specific target I know he will like

"Quill, do you see that? As I explained and you knew already, human body consists of mostly water and if we wanna keep in-touch, I think that man over there can help us remain connected way better rather than you get yourself inside a fish," I pointed to the shredded hunk floating in the middle of the pool with his eyes closed

Quill responded with excited vibration before he leaped into the pool, quickly swimming his way to get himself near the floating hunk. I watched from the distant how he swerved some people standing and floating on his way as he seemingly tried to enter the hunk from his asshole or something. But then, after what I assumed to be a detour from his end, I noticed his form calmly floated right next to his ear. And then, that's it, the entrance as he slipped his watery form into the man's exposed right ear

The man failed to realize it until its too late and suddenly a sharp, painful sensation as if someone jabbed his ear canal caused him to yelp in shock before having a mild seizure. His eyes rolled to the back of his head while his back arched uncomfortably due to the sensation of the possession, yet the pool crowd simply ignored him because Quill timed his final step of possession with the big wave coming out from the end of the pool which caused everyone to cheerfully react and drowned the target's scream.

As the wave finished until the next one comes out, Quill's new vessel also stop contracting and groaning. His white eyes returned to normal and he started to get the senses around him. The noise, the scent, the cold sensation from the water, everything must felt foreign for the extraterrestrial adventurer, but that out-of-place facial reaction only lasted for less than a minute before he ditched his donut floatie and swim to the corner where I've been watching everything transpired in the past few minutes. He really did it, he slid into that asshole and helped me to fulfill my dream to get close to him! In a refreshing surprise, Kotaro smirked at me before he caught me off-guard as he said

"I've noticed the way you've been staring at me, fag. What? Do you think you have a chance now that he's taken over by a generous and trustworthy intergalactic buddies of yours? Well, go to the shower, turn it on cold and strip for me, I'll be there in a minute or two to give you what you want,"

I never ran faster in my life, and it was the start of a brand new chapter of my life that I've been living happily for the past 1 year

[shirtlessmoviestv]

Andrew Biernat : Wait With Me (2023)

[hommepieds007]

Astor Place…handsome hunk…masculine…tank top…reverse baseball cap…NoBull slides…

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[tfgalore]

SwapCorp: Theo

Most people didn’t believe in swaps. Theo was among the many who thought that SwapCorp, a new company claiming to be able to transfer people’s consciousness across bodies, was a complete hoax. But that didn’t stop him from hearing about it daily. Even as he finished up his pull-ups at the gym, the TV that sat in the corner was blaring out some news about it. They were mainly criticisms of the companies shadier transactions and an investigation into where exactly SwapCorp got the young, youthful hunks it seemed to specialise in. There were even reports of criminals using the bodies to get a fresh start.

Theo shrugged it off though. That will never happen to me, he thought to himself, happy to keep pumping iron. Little did Theo know, SwapCorp’s nefarious intentions was going to hit a lot closer to home than he thought.

The hunk had forgotten all about SwapCorp on his walk home. A silent midnight, with nobody around. The perfect spot for a kidnapping. It was faster than Theo could realise. There was rush of footsteps behind him, and a sudden sting in his neck before he could even turn.

“Hey! What the hell?” Theo whipped around to see a thick, burly figure standing in front of him. He couldn’t make out the man’s face though. Like the rest of his world, the man’s face swirled into a mix of colours. The fast acting drugs already coursed through Theo, knocking the jock unconscious within seconds.

“Target acquired. Preparing for transport.” The words echoed through Theo’s head, seconds before he passed out.

The next time Theo awoke, the damage had already been done. His bones ached. His muscles felt pathetically weak. It took all of his strength to even sit up. His palms spread out across the soft sheets he laid in, and that’s when Theo got his first shock. The back of his hands were wrinkled, the skin looked more like aged parchment compared to the usual veiny and toned hands he sported.

“What the-“ Theo croaked on a voice he didn’t recognize. It was grained and higher pitched, nothing like the sultry, treble tone that he’d used to seduce plenty of girls in the past. His first instinct was to shoot out of bed and find out what was going on, yet everything ached again as he tried to move. His knees felt like they were on the verge of giving out.

Theo’s eyes darted across the room, looking for clues. He seemed to be in a bedroom. An old, well furnished room that reminded him of his past childhood home even. Theo’s eyes brushed across the mirror. And then they shot back. Where he expected to see himself in bed, there was a 50 year old male looking back. He wore the same shocked expression Theo was making.

“Who are you?” Theo yelled. The man yelled too. That’s when it hit Theo. The man in the mirror was him! Somehow, he had aged 30+ years. Gone was his youthful and stunning features, worn away by age. He looked too different to be himself though, Theo recognised. He brought trembling hand up to his head. There were signs of balding, his hair was a snow-white instead of his usual coiffed and rugged black.

This has to be a dream! There was no way that could be him! Theo’s mind raced with rationalisations. Maybe he’d worked too hard at the gym and caused himself to pass out. Resulting in this crazy fever dream…

“Ah, good, you’re awake.” The voice snapped Theo out of his stupor. A man in a business suit walked in. And right on his heels, Theo entered next! Or at least, Theo’s body did. It was a mindfuck for the jock to see his own cocky smirk staring back at him. Whoever it was, was wearing a sleeveless tanktop, and was grinning from ear to ear.

“What’s going on here!? Where the fuck am I?!” Theo yelled, which came out in a course and croaky tone. Even his vocal cords sounded aged.

“Mr Stone, please take it easy. You need rest after the procedure, especially in your current state and age.” The man donning the suit put up his hands placatingly.

“I’ll take it easy when you explain what is happening! How am I in someone else’s body! And who’s in mine!?” Theo could feel his breath wheezing. Not only was he old, this body he was in was wildly unfit!

“Your body has been paid for by Mr Woods, here. Thanks to a large donation and help getting the authorities off our back, Mr Woods is currently the sole proprietor of one Theo Stone.” The man explained.

Theo was stunned. Some proprietor!? This wasn’t some piece of estate or a patent they were talking about! This was his damn body! And yet, he wasn’t even in it. The man continued before Theo could speak. “There is no chance for you to bring this up to the cops. After all, who is to believe you when Mr Theo Stone himself will be denying these accusations.” The man gestured to “Theo” who had been quiet until then. “You will be given help adjusting to your new life, and we urge you to accept these changes.”

Theo wanted to scream, kick and punch. But his frail body wouldn’t let him. Instead, he sat in disbelief, watching as his former body, now held by a pervy old man, began to flex. The real Mr Woods seemed perfectly content with his renewed youth. Watching Theo’s muscles ripple and flex in the mirror at his command brought a wide grin to his face.

“Don’t worry. I’ll take great care of this body. Promise.” Woods said with yet another smirk…

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It had been five months since the swap. Mr Woods had grown perfectly accustomed to his new life as Theo. In fact, plenty of people in his life saw the changes. In their eyes, the previously homophobic jock had taken a full 180. From having a different girl in his bed each night, Theo was now hooking up with hunks and twinks left and right. Every gay bar in the city knew his name. “Take it off Theo” they called him, thanks to his proclivity to strip off and flex for fun in the clubs and bars. Of course, the managers never did mind. It was just more good business for them when the hunk pulled in desperate and horny guys.

Even at the gym, Theo got plenty of action. His clothes got tighter and tighter over the weeks, his bubble butt on full display under the 5 inch shorts he’d switched to in place of the usual grey sweatpants he used to wear. Hunks seemed to love it, plenty of them pulling Theo aside in the locker room to give his bubble butt a few swats before giving him a raunchy fuck in the locker room.

Theo loved it all of course. And to make matters worse, he’d dropped out of college. He wasn’t going to waste his second chance at life on something he’d already gone through once before. Instead, the new Theo decided modelling was his calling. After all, with a body like his, recruiters were practically lined up for him.

That was the only morsel of his old life that Theo got. Now left alone in an old age home affiliated with SwapCorp, the real Theo could only watch his old body through the pics and vids posted on his Instagram and his modelling gigs. Each time, he’d sigh as he felt his heart break at what he’d lost. Nobody had listened to his deranged ranting about forcibly being swapped. After all, most people believed it was SwapCorp was a hoax…

[guysofeurovision]

[positivelybeastly]

I've seen people get the hots for Hank Mccoy and I'm starting to see it. So, what is your favorite artstyle of him in the comics and why?

Oh, this is legitimately tricky . . .

I'm gonna have to top ten this.

10. Frank Quitely.

Those thighs make this a fucking pin-up shot, man.

Snoot . . .

9. Nick Bradshaw.

Such a babygirl here.

This yellow tanktop is fucking iconic, to be honest. It's just so outrageously slutty.

8. Marc Silvestri.

Sublime Beast is just . . . mmm. That's a whole ass meal right there.

7. Chris Bachalo.

Albeit, only very specific issues. His artstyle can be - frenetic.

But, when he hits?

THIS MAN HAS THE RIGHT TO BEAR FUCKING ARMS, HOLY SHIT.

6. George Perez.

The man, the myth, the legend.

Bonus points for explicitly finding Hank to be one of his favourite characters to draw.

5. Sean Izaakse.

He's just extremely cute here, tbh. Just, no notes.

4. Simone Bianchi.

MMMMM, DADDY.

3. John Cassaday.

May he rest in peace. His Hank is a benchmark, to be certain. Just look at the gorgeous hair and fur detailing, it's stupendous.

2. Stuart Immonen.

It's a shame his art is attached to such a dogwater run, but he really did give feline Hank the swansong he deserved.

And he drew an astonishingly pretty classic Hank, too.

Phil Jimenez.

Probably an unconventional pick, but I really do just . . .

He really captured Hank's humanity. He's a 600 pound cat man with three inch claws, but he feels so real.

And oh, he's a fucking hunk, too??? With the gorgeous flowing locks???

And all props to the colourists, inkers, the entire art team, for all of these comics. They did stupendous work - and there's so many I haven't even mentioned!

He's just an astonishingly pretty man. He really is.

[mxmvoreandstuff]

Werewolf Meal

Tyler walked through the front door after a long football practice and school day. He threw his sports bag down and walked into the living room, plopping himself on the couch, slowly drifting off into a deep slumber, and snoring peacefully as the A.C. kept him cool.

Stefan Salvatore was walking alone outside, he had been hungry all day and was desperately looking for a meal to satisfy his recent cravings. He had been craving werewolves for a while now, he loved the way they howled as they slid down his throat and into his gut.

A certain scent hit Stefan's nose, that of a werewolf. His stomach growled, "God I am so hungry," he muttered to himself before slowly rubbing his stomach to try to soothe the pain. He looks at the Lockwood mansion before slowly going through an opened window.

Stefan finds the young wolf sleeping on the old-fashioned couch and starts to drool a tiny bit, vampire eyes out and all. “He looks so perfect,” he thought before walking up to the young wolf and admiring his body, loving how Tyler’s muscles bulged through his black tanktop and how adorable he sounded when he snored.

Stefan, refusing to waste more time, carefully grabs the wolf by his biceps and opens his jaw wide, stuffing the poor boy inside his mouth. Stefan swallowed up to Tyler’s shoulders, his stomach excitedly churning for the hunk of meat it was about to receive. Another gulp sent Tyler’s chest down Stefan’s throat, allowing him to lick the wolf’s salty abs.

Tyler starts to stir awake, realizing he is being swallowed whole. He starts to squirm and whimper, but it’s too late for him. Stefan has already swallowed Tyler up to his legs and with one last gulp, Tyler is fully inside Stefan’s stomach.

Stefan sighed deeply as he sat down on the couch, rubbing his now distended belly. He could feel Tyler trying to fight his way out of there. One specific kick from Tyler knocked a loud belch out of Stefan, echoing throughout the halls of the mansion.

Stefan settled down as Tyler’s attempts at escaping started to slow. Eventually, Tyler would pass out due to the lack of air, allowing Stefan to properly sit back. "I'll let you out in the morning, Tyler," Stefan would say soothingly before drifting off to sleep himself.

(This was my first time writing a vore fanfic, so my apologies if it's awful)

[max-the-many]

Always thrilling to see a muscular hunk in a crowded train. I actually didn't even want to take this one, hopped on bye accident. Just as I realized I saw that guy. Naturally I stayed, instantly feeling my juices flowing.

I followed him to the upper level, checking out his build, his chest in a tight, black tanktop, a nice butt in black shorts. He probably was on his way to the gym, carrying a duffle bag, making the right arm bulge that tiny bit more.

As he sat down a seat besides him happened to be free so I took it, breathing in and out, shifting my consciousness inside before I longed for his presence, the point where my hand just slightly touching his, seemingly by accident.

With aan inner hit I opened up to him, giving in all my strength as this is a critical moment, vulnerable as he could most easily break out of it at this point. But it sure wasn't the first time. I sure new what to do, pushing him backwards, knocking him unconscious in a way before my mind got flowing, entering his body, spreading like liquid through his veins, his arm into his chest and further reaching out until I melted in, feeling his build, his posture, the handle of his dufflebag in his other hand before I opened my eyes. His eyes, breathing in like it was my very first breath, which it was kind of.

Hello handsome, I thought to that new body of his, curling his lips to a smile, looking sideways to the guy I just left.

It would take a good moment for him to get to his self again. Enough time to leave, feeling those muscled legs moving, the excitement between them undeniable…

body check

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[hommepieds007]

Kalākaua Avenue...masculine hunk...confident bro...tank top...scruff ...reverse baseball cap...”Muscle” shorts...meaty toes...Havaianas flip flops...

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