#i dont think that would be his actual last name

[brokenmenswhore]

i kept thinking how its not fair how remus is usually the one to take r virginity so i was wondering if u could write a poly!marauders with sirius taking their virginity ik u did a fic about this but i just wanna have my man sirius take their virginity for once! hope u do it u dont if u dont want to tho!!

actually had a lot more fun with this than i thought i would so thank youuuuu

ready | poly!marauders

pairing: poly!marauders (james, remus, & sirius) x fem!reader

warnings: smut (MDNI 18+)

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“I wanna talk about having sex.”

Sirius leaned back in his chair, running his hands across his thighs. Remus stayed leaning forward, elbows on his knees, and James ran his fingers through his hair, attention trained on you.

“Okay,” Remus sighed, “have you been thinking about it?”

You took a deep breath. “Yeah, and, I mean, I know that last week I said I wasn’t ready yet, but-“

“We didn’t pressure you, did we? We were just asking to check in and make sure you know your options, we didn’t mean-“

“You didn’t pressure me,” you cut Remus off, “I promise. I just-“ you sighed as the sentence died in your throat.

As you dipped your head, eyes trained on your fidgeting hands in your lap, the boys all exchanged looks. Sirius raised his eyebrows at James, who nodded toward Remus, signaling to Remus that he should say something. Remus, seated in the middle, turned his head to the right to look to Sirius, pushing the responsibility of breaking the silence back onto him.

“I saw-“ you could barely get the words out, and the boys’ attention focused back to you, “I saw something, and it helped me feel differently. It helped me realize that I want this.”

The boys all exchanged a quick look again.

“What did you see?” James asked.

Your cheeks turned a deep shade of crimson. You couldn’t look any of them in the eyes. You swallowed hard and dropped your gaze again, evidently nervous.

“Baby, I say this with love and as gently as I can: if you can’t talk to us about sex, there’s no way to be sure you’re ready to have it,” James said, his voice soft.

He was right.

Huffing out your nerves in a short, quick breath, you forced out, “I saw Sirius a few days ago,” deep breath deep breath deep breath, “touching himself.”

Sirius’s eyes widened, his arms crossed against his chest, his leg still shaking as his casually slouched form paid close attention to every breath you took. “Yeah? When?” he asked, nodding his head upward with each word, almost in challenge.

“A few days ago, I got my usual potions timeblock free, and I knew you had that time free too, so I came to the dorms to say hi, and- you were, you know.”

Sirius ran his fingers through his hair, his arms crossing on his chest as one hand rested in front of his mouth.

“So you saw Sirius masturbating,” Remus took over, “and that made you want to have sex? How?”

“Well, he was-“ deep breath, you can say it, “moaning my name.”

Sirius, only moving his leg up and down, otherwise stagnant, barely blinked as he stared at you, his eyes darkening with each passing moment. He could barely breathe.

“Baby, please connect the dots for us,” James pleaded.

“I thought I wasn’t ready,” you started, “but when I saw and heard you,” you said, gesturing to Sirius momentarily before refocusing on the whole trio, “it made me feel really… really… I don’t know, the same way I feel when you kiss me.”

Sirius nearly lept out of the chair, but this wasn’t about him. He could control himself, even if only momentarily.

James kept looking to Remus and Sirius, a silent plea that they keep you talking. James was about as awkward with conversation as you.

“You mean horny?” Remus asked like it was the most normal thing in the world.

“I guess?”

“Seeing Sirius masturbating made you so horny that you’re ready to lose your virginity?” Remus asked.

“Remus,” Sirius warned, fighting to keep his composure, but slowly losing.

“I mean, yeah. I think-“ you paused for a moment, “I think I wanted to do something, but I got nervous. So I just left. I wasn’t really sure how to tell you, since I had just said I wasn’t ready yet.”

“Define do something.”

Sirius wasn’t asking.

“What?”

Through gritted teeth, and a mouth still covered partially by his hand, he repeated, “define do something.”

You opened your mouth to speak, but no words came out. You looked to Remus and James, who knew better than to disregard Sirius’s requests or intentions when he was this worked up.

Sirius’s dark eyes were transfixed on you, refusing to let up until you spoke.

“I don’t really know what to say,” you admitted.

“Did you want to touch him? Is that what you mean?” Remus asked.

“I guess. I think it made me want him to touch me. I don’t know if that makes sense.”

Sirius didn’t move, apart from the shaking leg.

“We know you’re a virgin, Y/N, but have you ever been touched?”

You thought you’d already had this conversation, but in hindsight, it had stopped the moment you said you hadn’t had sex, and weren’t ready yet. The boys never pried further, but always allowed you to go to them when you were ready for something. They didn’t know the true extent of your inexperience.

“No.”

Sirius jolted off of his chair and began to pace back and forth behind the other two boys.

“Sirius, relax,” James said.

Sirius just growled at him in return.

“Keep it together, this isn’t about you,” James continued.

“What does it look like I’m fucking trying to do?” Sirius snapped.

“Don’t you think we’re all fucking losing it right now? Damn,” Remus said, turning back to look at Sirius is annoyance.

Sirius paused his pacing to say, “At least I’m trying to walk it off, you’re just sitting there with your dick pressed up against your jeans like it’s gonna explode.”

“Guys, for fucks sake,” James ran his fingers through his hair.

“I’m sorry,” you blurted out, “please don’t be mad at me.”

“No, no, no, baby, we’re not mad,” James said, pulling you out of your own head, “you did nothing wrong. You know we’re idiots.”

“See? Look what you fucking did,” Remus shot at Sirius, gesturing toward you.

Sirius begrudgingly slumped back down into his chair. “Fuck off, she knows I could never be mad at her.” He then turned his attention to you and said, “sorry, babydoll.”

“Did I upset you?”

“No.”

“Then why are you acting upset?”

“Because it’s taking everything in me not to come over there and fuck you right now.”

“Oh.”

Oh.

“Baby, do you want to have sex?” James asked.

“Yeah. Yeah, I’m ready.”

“Do you want to have sex right now?” James continued.

“Does- is that okay with everyone?”

“Is that okay with everyone?” Sirius repeated, “fucking hell.”

“Would you keep your fucking innocence kink in check for at least the next 20 minutes?” Remus glared at Sirius.

“I’ll do my best mom.”

“Can I come over there?” James asked you, ignoring the boys’ bickering.

You nodded your head yes.

James approached your seated frame on the edge of the bed, kneeling in front of you so that you were nearly eye level. “We’re gonna take such good care of you, angel.”

You leaned down slightly and captured James’s lips in a kiss, nothing you hadn’t done before.

Only this time, James wrapped his fingers through your hair to keep you in place as he stood, leaning over you until your back was against the mattress.

As the kiss heated up, James pressed his hips against yours, and you let out a small whimper. James pulled away from you, a smile growing on his face. “What, you like that?” he teased, grinding down harder on you.

You made another little noise, and James began to fully grind onto your hips, the friction of cloth between your bodies becoming an unbearably annoying barrier.

“You wanna be touched, huh?” James whispered into your ear, moving a hand between your bodies, “you ready?”

“Please,” you whispered back, the word for James and James alone, as he pulled your underwear and skirt down your legs.

Remus, from behind James, took them fully off of you and discarded them to the side.

James ran a finger slowly between your folds. “You’re already so wet, baby, shit,” he said, his voice almost more surprised than sensual.

“Sorry,” you said, your heart rate increasing and your breath shaky.

“Not a bad thing, honey,” he assured you, “usually means you like it.”

“It feels-“ you fought through the embarrassment, “really good.”

“Yeah? You want me to go faster? You want more?”

Remus sat beside you, watching the scene unfold as he stroked your hair for an added sense of comfort.

“Yes,” you said.

“Good girl,” James praised, circling your clit, and progressively moving his fingers quicker and quicker.

“Fuck,” you moaned at the sudden sensation.

Sirius remained seated, his elbows resting on his knees as he leaned forward, silently watching you come undone.

Remus leaned down and kissed you, swallowing your whines and whimpers as James slowly lifted himself off of you, sinking back down to the floor and throwing your legs over his shoulders.

You squealed and pulled away from Remus, looking between your legs. “What are you doing?”

“I’m gonna taste you, hun, that okay?”

“I mean, sure, but what does that mean-“

You went silent immediately when James ran his tongue between your folds, collecting your wetness and sucking on your clit, causing you to throw your head back.

You squirmed nonstop underneath his tongue, the sensation new and overwhelming.

“Easy,” Remus said, partially to you and partially to James, reminding him to go slow since you’d never done this before.

“Sorry baby,” James said, “you just taste so good.”

With James between your legs, looking down your body gave you a clear view of not only him, but of Sirius, who was seated directly behind him.

When you saw Sirius, you couldn’t look away. The way he was looking at you was something you’d never seen or experienced. All three of the boys looked at you in different ways, but you’d never seen Sirius with this look in his eyes.

You couldn’t help but maintain eye contact as you moaned and gasped, James’s expert tongue knowing exactly how to work you up. You decided he had his reputation for a reason.

Watching you come undone with James between your legs, and your eyes locked on his, Sirius shifted in his chair, refusing to give up control but becoming very, very close to losing it.

You threw your head back when James hit a particularly sweet spot with his tongue, and your sight landed back to Remus next to you.

You grabbed at his hair, a smile on his face as you needily pulled him down into a kiss.

“You want James to prep you?” Remus asked.

“Mhm,” you moaned.

You weren’t entirely sure what he meant, but you knew you should say yes to any preparation for what would inevitably be a painful virginity loss.

James kept his mouth on you, but very slowly slid one finger into you.

Your eyes widened at the sudden intrusion, and Remus pulled away, his face still close to yours. He gently gripped your chin in his hands, keeping you in place to look at him.

James began to move his finger in and out, curling the digit every once in a while to add to the pleasure.

You could barely breathe. You just laid there, gazing up at Remus, helplessly squirming your hips, to either stop the pleasure or add to it, you didn’t know.

“Fucking hell,” you moaned.

“That’s it, pretty girl,” Remus cooed, “does that feel good?”

“More,” was all you could get out.

Remus nodded to James, who clocked it, and added another finger into you.

Your chest was rising and falling rapidly, three pairs of eyes on you. James’s glasses were lightly fogging up as he tasted you, his eyes peering up at you through the still-clear zones of glass, focusing completely on how you reacted to each movement of his hand and his mouth.

James, ever the awkward, goofy, muscular idiot, loved knowing that he was the one making you writhe. He griped your thighs as they instinctively closed around his head, but not to stop them, only to hold you close enough to him that you didn’t squirm away. James would happily let your legs crush him.

He began to scissor his fingers inside of you, and you let out the filthiest moan yet, your back arching as you ground yourself against James.

Remus leaned down to unbutton your blouse. You decided not to wear a bra today, despite it bothering your back, because you had hoped you would end up here. Remus attached his mouth to one of your nipples, a hand squeezing the unattended breast, adding to your pleasure.

“Shit, shit, please,” you whimpered.

“James, get up,” Sirius said, the first words since the sex started.

James turned around, his fingers still inside of you, “what?”

“She’s never had sex, coming twice is gonna be too much for her right off the bat. Get up.”

James knew Sirius was right, and he reluctantly pulled his fingers out of you, leaving you feeling empty as James stood up.

Remus didn’t move, but instead kissed you to help ease the sudden stopping.

“Who do you want, baby?” Remus asked, his hand on the side of your face.

You swallowed your nerves, suddenly worried that naming one of the boys would hurt the others. However, given the situation, there was really only one answer.

You looked down to Sirius, and when you caught his eyes, he immediately stood up and walked toward the bed, positioning himself over you with his knees between your legs.

“You want me?” he asked.

“Yes.”

“You remember seeing me touching myself and moaning your name?”

“Yes.”

“I was imagining this,” he said, slowly running his cock between your folds. You didn’t know when he stripped his clothes off, but there he was, naked above you.

You didn’t notice James and Remus strip either.

You let out a breathy moan at the feeling of Sirius rubbing himself against you.

Sirius leaned down to kiss your neck, holding his cock against you as he bucked his hips. “I was thinking about how fucking pretty you’d look and sound underneath me, and how fucking good you’d feel around me.”

“Sirius, please-“

“Sh, baby, I got you,” he said, “I’m gonna treat you so fucking good, baby, you’re gonna come so fucking hard.”

You whined as Sirius continued to kiss your neck, his cock lubricated from all of your wetness.

“Need you,” you said, so quiet he nearly didn’t hear it.

“Yeah? You need me?” he taunted, lining himself up with your entrance.

You reached around to find either Remus or James’s hand, but instead found James’s cock. You gripped it anyway, looking to pleasure him, but he pulled your wrist away.

“This is about you, angel, relax,” James said, “Rem and I can take care of each other.”

You nodded your head in understanding, and focused back on Sirius.

Looking up at him, you couldn’t help but admire his beauty. You reached up and tucked a piece of fallen hair behind his ear. That seemed to break him, as his intense demeanor completely folded as he gave you the sweetest smile you’d ever seen. He could have cried right then and there, the gesture was so sweet and intimate.

Sirius leaned down and kissed you softly as he pushed his tip into you. Your body tensed up, and you gasped in your throat.

“Sh,” Sirius told you, pulling away and looking intensely into your eyes, pushing himself into you at a torturously slow pace until he bottomed out inside of you.

“Fuck, you’re big,” you said, not to be seductive, but out of the feeling of how-the-fuck-did-you-fit-that-in-me-and-why-didn’t-you-warn-me.

Sirius dropped his head. “You’re so fucking tight.”

“I’m sor-“

Sirius kissed you briefly to silence you. “It’s a good thing. Relax, baby.”

Your eyebrows were furrowed and Sirius watched you closely, waiting until your muscles relaxed and your breathing calmed before he began to move.

Your moans were much louder than you thought they would be, considering how slowly he was fucking you. Sirius slammed a fist down into the sheets next to your head, fighting with himself to go easy on you.

Remus, who was being sucked off by James, placed a supportive hand on Sirius’s back. “Hold it together, Pads, you got it.”

Anyone who looked at Sirius, even anyone who didn’t know him, could take one look at Sirius and know he was holding back. You felt bad, but you needed it, especially when it felt like your entire lower body was bursting into flames.

Tears threatened to spill from your eyes, and you focused on your breathing. You fought opening your mouth to tell Sirius to stop.

“Sirius, she’s hurting,” Remus warned.

You shook your head no. “Don’t stop, please, it’ll only make it last longer,” you cried.

“Oh, bunny, you shouldn’t feel like-“

“The pain’ll go away, just please,” you choked, “I gotta get there.”

Sirius understood. He leaned down and licked a tear off of your cheek, straining even more to be gentle and move slowly.

“Breathe,” Sirius reminded you, “are you okay?”

“Just burns,” you said, voice strained as you tried to keep your tears at bay.

“I know, I know,” he said kissing you to help distract you.

As he continued his steady pace, the burning began to subside, and quickly turned to pleasure. As it did, you moaned into the kiss, and Sirius pulled away, pressing his forehead to yours.

“Can you- fuck- can you please go faster?” you whined.

“You sure?” Sirius spoke through gritted teeth.

“Please, Siri.”

The nickname was enough for him. He began to move quicker, his head falling into the crook of your neck as one hand gripped your shoulder, partially holding himself up and partially holding you in place.

“Fuck,” Sirius moaned.

Your moans got higher as Sirius picked up the pace, and you grabbed at his back. You didn’t know what you needed, you just needed more.

“What’s up, baby?” Sirius said as you heard Remus groan, his cum squirting down James’s throat.

“More,” you whispered.

“You want more?”

“More,” you repeated.

Sirius shifted his knees, pushing your legs up higher and hitting deeper inside of you.

You nearly screamed, and Sirius wrapped an arm around your head, helping push you against him as he thrust up into you.

“Siri-“

“Fuck, you sound so pretty,” he praised.

You tilted your head to see James touching himself sat beside you, and you grabbed for his face, kissing him when he leaned down toward you.

You combed your fingers through his hair, pulling him closer.

When James pulled away, he turned to Sirius, and Sirius lifted his head, hungrily kissing James as he thrust up into you, your body jolting with each hit.

Watching Sirius and James make out as Sirius fucked you, and as James fucked his fist even harder as they kissed, made you wetter and wetter.

James was decently big, but his hands were so fucking large that it didn’t take much movement to cover the length of his cock. You watched his arm muscles contract as his hand moved faster and faster. You didn’t even notice him come, or that the kissing stopped.

“Somethin’ catch your attention?” Sirius teased.

James smirked and kissed you one more time before getting up to clean himself up.

You squeezed Sirius’s cock involuntarily, approaching your climax quicker than you anticipated that you would.

“Shit, baby, you’re squeezing me so fucking tight,” Sirius moaned.

“More,” is still all you could say.

“Fuck, you still want more? Tell me what you want,” Sirius said, his eyes locked on yours.

You whined, “I want- shit- I want you to fuck me like I’m not a virgin.”

“Bloody fucking hell,” you heard Remus say from somewhere in the room.

Sirius dropped his head, still restraining himself as he tried to collect his thoughts. “Baby, I’ll never forgive myself if I hurt you.”

“Please don’t hold back, Siri. I want you,” you said, desperate to feel any semblance of what it’s really like to fuck him.

Sirius searched your eyes for any doubt or regret, but he found none. He tilted his head and said, “okay then.”

Sirius grabbed your thighs and hooked his arms beneath them, pushing them upwards until you were nearly folded in half. You weren’t super flexible, but Sirius was strong. Despite your protestations, he wouldn’t fully let loose with you. Not right now. You had time.

Your legs rested on Sirius’s chest and shoulders, and as he leaned down to kiss you, he began to buck his hips again. The new angle had you moaning desperately into the kiss, his cock hitting deeper and deeper with every vicious thrust of his hips.

You held onto his hair as you kissed him harder, using him to swallow your uncontrollable moans.

Grunting and breathing heavy, Sirius kissed down your jaw and stopped at your neck, sucking at a sweet spot.

You moved your hand to cover your mouth, and James grabbed your wrist, gently moving it away and holding your hand. “Let us hear you, hun.”

You couldn’t protest or agree; all you could do was lay there, writhing, moaning, and swirling your hips to give yourself even more friction. With your movements and the new angle, your core ground against Sirius with each thrust, causing your back to arch and your head to push into the pillow.

Sirius noticed.

He placed a sweet kiss on your cheek as his hand slid around one of your thighs to your core, and he began to rub somewhat gentle circles onto your clit as he breathed you in.

“Fuck, fuck, fuck,” you chanted.

You could feel your walls squeezing Sirius, and he growled animalistic-ally in your ear at the feeling.

“Shit, baby, you gonna come?” he asked through shaky breaths.

“I think,” you said. Sure, you’d made yourself come, but you’d never come from penetration before.

“You don’t know?” Remus asked, watching you intensely.

“I- fuck, fuck, Siri- I think I’m gonna c- shit, gonna come,” you gasped out.

Sirius pounded into you harder, gripping your waist to keep you positioned slightly upward as he pulled you onto him to meet his harsh thrusts.

You squeezed James’s hand desperately as you came, your eyes also squeezing shut as your body slowly relaxed back down to the mattress.

Sirius stilled his hips, despite being close to his own high, and allowed you to catch your breath before he pulled out of you.

Remus quickly sunk to his knees on the floor next to the bed, and Sirius turned toward him, heavy breathing as he stood and tilted his head back, his fingers running through his sweat-slicked hair as he came down Remus’s throat. The sight was so pretty.

Remus rose from the ground and lightly kissed Sirius, moments before Sirius collapsed next to you in the bed.

James was already on you, scooping your frame up into his arms. You protested, thinking he couldn’t hold all of your weight, but James was ridiculously strong, somehow lifting someone your size effortlessly.

“Let’s clean you up, eh?” James asked.

You just rested your head against his shoulder, and James kissed the top of your head before walking you toward the bathroom.

Once you were out of earshot, Sirius turned to Remus, smirking as cocky as ever, “I hope you guys always remember that that was because I’m just too hot to resist.”

Remus shoved him playfully, and Sirius smiled, flopping his back onto the bed.

[faghubby]

Separate Vacations

"No I said I was going to Jamaica" Liz said with a smile. "I booked separate vacations for us this year. With all the changes I thought you understood that" she told me. The changes, right. Well over a year ago on out last vacation actually we had gotten a bit adventurous. That is to say we invited another man into our bed. It had meant to spice things up, loosen LIz up about things and it worked. Maybe to well.

This guy was bigger, yeah that way too. Just bigger in every way. He just took over. I found myself a spectator. Watching him pleasure my wife. Not just once either. But everyday until we left. By the third day I had not even bothered to get undressed.

Liz came home with a new outlook on sex, our marriage, money, you name it things where going to change. And they did. It wasn't long before Liz found a lover here at home. Often leading to her meeting him without me. Then not having sex with me at all. This led to chastity. Because I would sneak off and masterbate. The cage tucked at my pubic hair so it was shaves off.

"Look I signed you up for a spiritual retreat, it will be good for you" she told me. "And I can go experience big black men" She teased cupping my balls thru my shorts.

"Liz, I don't want to go on some spiritual retreat" I wined.

"Look if I leave you home you will pout and become depressed" she told me.

"Can't I come with you?" I asked

"Sorry it's a singles resort" she told me kissing me on the cheek. "I will tell you all about it when I get back. With one of those long teasing hand job session you love" she told me.

"Well can I have the key, you know incase of medical emergency" I asked.

"Don't worry about that I left my sister as emergency contact" She told me. Which means she had told her sister about me being locked up. Liz robbed me off at the train station, her flight wasn't until tomarrow. We said good bye and I boarded the train. It was a 15 hour ride and Liz had not even gotten me a cabin. When I arrived there was a sign and a bus. It picked up several of us. All men. No one spoke to anyone. The bus ride was another 2 house. Before I arrived. My phone had died. Liz had told me to only pack essential everything including clothes where provided. I arrived exhausted unable to sleep in a chair. It was a beautiful hotel. With a gorgeous view of the mountains. I wasn't even sure where I was.

"May I have your attention" a tall woman called out to a group of about now 50 men.

"Thwnk you. Now on the tables to the right you will find a pile of clothes. We need you all to find your name and then get changed. No outside clothes will be permitted. That includes underwear, jewelry other then wedding rings." Men started to seek out their name on top of folded clothes. They where simple white tee shirts and where these yoga pants. On the paper where room numbers. I grabbed my pile and went to my room.

"There is a schedule in your room, please don't be late for orientation in an hour" the woman said. In my very sparce simple room a twin bed. A TV on the wall and a small night stand was all that was in the room. I changed. The pants where yoga pants, with a simple, tee shirt. There was no underwear. I had not packed any. Suddenly the phone rang.

"Hi, baby I heard you arrived safely. I don't have much time about to depart. Just wanted to say I love you, and try and relax just go with it." Liz said.

"It's odd Liz." I started

"I know it will seem strange but I think if you give it a chance you will love it. Got to go love you. Think of me" she hung up. I found the remote for the TV. I clicked it on.

Only one screen appeared

NO OUTSIDE CLOTHES, THAT INCLUDES UNDERWEAR

NO OUTSIDE COMMICATIONS YOUR CELL PHONES WONT WORK

RESPECT TO OTHER GUEST AND STAFF AT ALL TIMES

DONT WORRY ALL THE GUEST ARE WEARING CAGES ON THEIR PENIS

I couldn't change the channel it was just a statement. That was this some kind of chastity retreat, well I didn't worry about how my cage showed thru my pants at least. I wanted to sleep but knew I would miss orientation so I went down to the lobby. I noticed some of us had different color shirts. I wondered off to other white shirts who all seemed nervous.

"Hello I am Gina a small young woman approached us also wearing a white shirt. If you come with me I will show you where we are meeting. 8 of us where led off to a small conference room.

"Welcome to exceptence training, now a few of you aren't in chastity, first rule is you will be. Right now sachnof you will go thru a kinda medical exam. And be fitted for a cage. It will not be removed for any reason during your stay. When your name is called stand up and go thru that door. My name was called first. I hesitated but then got up. I entered an exam room.

"Get undressed" an older man said. "Then get on the table" I again hesitated but stripped. I got on the table. He checked my heart, blood pressure normal things, then two woman entered both 40s I guess. They attached big things to the table. They didn't ask they just picked up my feet and placed them in the sturups. My legs spread and in the air

"Give me your arm" the one nurse said then strapped it down then the other.

"You seem very compliant" Doctor noted he then produced my key and unlocked my cage. I immediately go an erection. The one nurse measured it.

"Very excited" the doctor noted once again the other nurse wrote everything down.

"4.2 inches long. 1 1/4 circumference" the nurse called out. The Doctor massaged my balls.

"Last time he had a release?" He asked before I answered the nurse did.

"11 days ago"

"Underdeveloped testicle." He stated

"Do you like having me massage them?" He asked.

"Yes" I moaned.

His hands slid down and he pushed a lubed finger into my ass.

"Do you like me massaging your prostate?" He asked it felt odd but yes it was enjoyable.

"Yes" I wimpered.

"Karen could you wax him so we can relock him" the doctor said then went to leave but stopped and removed his gloves. He pushed a finger into my mouth and moved it in and out. I just let him.

"Suck" he told me and I did.

"Very good" he then left. The one nurse remained and waxed me giving me a Brazilian. It hurt like hell. I screamed several times but strapped to the table I was unable to move. The first nurse returned and held ice packs to my groin it felt good after bring waxed then a new steel cage was slipped on me it was quite smaller then the one Liz had bought me. I then got dressed again and was led to an office. Gina sat in a chair. There was no chair for me to sit.

"I had a long chat with Liz weeks ago, and will speak with her again later tonight." Gina stated reading over a file.

"She is very happy with your ability to let her cuckold you, but finds you lacking in ALL other areas. So for the next three weeks we are going to help you be a better cuckold for her"

"Sorry three weeks?" I asked thinking this was a few days.

"Yes three weeks, don't interrupt" GIna told me.

"Now tell me why you like seeing your wife with real men?" Gina asked

"I don't know" I stuttered.

"The doctor noted you had gay tendencies sucked his finger like a cock, loved your ass probed?" Gina stated

"I thought it was medical" I wimpered.

"Have you ever been with a man, maybe played naughty games with boys as a child?" She asked. I just shock my head

"When was your first sexual experience. Not having sex. But like playing doctor with the girl next door" Gina asked

"I don't know how old I was but I showed her mine and she laughed and ran away" I told her.

"As you got older did girls or maybe guys laugh at the size of your penis" she asked. I just nodded. I kept looking down unable to look her in the eyes.

"What are you thinking off as you look at me?" What color my panties are? Do you often think about what kind and color of panties woman wear?" She asked I hadn't been but now I was.

"Yes" I said ashamed. She stood and pulled her skirt up around her waist.

"Do you like them, had you guessed correctly. You li,e my little blue boy shorts?" I couldn't look away. "Bet you love the lace" she said then fixed her skirt.

"-have you ever worn woman's things? Done naughty things with someone's panties, did you smell them, or rub them on yourself?" Shw asked I just nodded.

"We are going to talk more tomarrow" Gina told me. I took that as I was excused.

"Down the hall the big double doors on the right" a woman told me as I existed. I went down the halls very tired and very ashamed of myself I entered a room. Hip hop music was playing a man approached.

"Jeremy" he told me. "Paul" I responded.

"Okay we are going to stretch you out" he told me for moment I panicked all this sex talk but soon understood it was like yoga. He worked with me one on one having me stretch till it hurt.

"Flexibility is very important in sex and relationships" he told me. After about an hour I was told to go to my room clean up and then come eat. But after my shower I fell asleep.

I woke up starving. I realized quickly someone had been in my room. My clothes, phone, even my watch where gone. There was a photo on the TV of Liz kissing a big black man.

I went downstairs to the cafeteria. I was handed a tray already full and went to find a seat. I sat with two white shirts. One seemed mad like he wanted to go but was afraid to try. I ate my simple breakfast then went to a class it was individual computer desk. I took some kind of test. It was hundreds of questions. All types of questions. Some seemed repeating

After I went back to see Jeremy and stretching class as I called it. I had not really spoken to anyone.

At lunch I met Drew, he was a nice guy we liked alot of the same things. And chatted about a video game mostly. Drew and I both had free time and decided to explore we found ourselves on a walking trail with gorgeous views.

"My mom sent me" Drew blurted out. "Caught me wearing her clothes" he continued.

"O, well my wife sent me, she is on vacation in Jamaica having sex with black men" I stated. Some how it seemed to bring us closer by telling each other.

I spoke to Gina again, she told me how she shared there results with her. And they had made a plan. I was not told the plan. The first week was almost routine. Stretching exercises, single sessions with not only Gina but a woman named Dana as well. Here was a strick schedule as well what time we got up, went to sleep ea. Diets where strictly enforced you couldn't trade or anything. And we're expected to finish everything on your tray.

Everyone was on edge by week two, all that pent up sexual juices.

"How are you feeling today, Paulie?" Dana asked me.

"I don't know about the same I guess"

"You gotten close with Drew, I see" she stated what did she mean by that.

"Have you thought about kissing him?" She asked

"NO" I said maybe a bit to loud.

"Think

he has thought about kissing you?" She asked. I paused

"He has kissed boys before you know" she stated. I just shook my head.

"Jeremy is very impressed with your progress." She stated "I like you to try a private class with him" she told me.

"I can also get you a device that will milk you providing some relief" she told me I just shook my head no.

I also started meditation and group therapy, group was basicly everyone telling about all the depraved things they had done. No made up stories the councilor would call you put if you tried.

after lunch I went to see Jeremy instead of hanging out with Drew.

The room was quiet and not as lit when I came in. Jeremy had me stretch. As I bent over with my legs spread he grabbed my ass.

"Steady Paulie" he told me his fingers pushed the thin material of my pants into my ass as he rubbed my asshole thru my pants.

I froze I did nothing to stop him. He let me up and pulled me to him pressed into his chest he kissed me. Not a peck a deep passionate kiss. I didn't move. He grabbed my hand and held it against his now throbbing cock. He felt enormous

TO BE CONTINUED

[setting4sarcasm]

So im actually new to post on here but i wanted just somewhere to post about my Naruto swapped AU, also just to clarify im a narusasu truther but i have nothing against any ship as long as you're not toxic im an idgaf warrior tbh

Okay so, in this au i designed Naruto and Sasuke specifically, i only designed the two yet but i'm going to design sakura and kakashi!! I will post their design as soon as im done though

So here was my first sketch i ever drew of sasuke in that au, i wanted to get an idea of the overall look, still staying as close as canon as possible, a design he would ACTUALLY wear, also i love tansuke dont mind me

Here is the final product but PLEASE dont mind my anatomy it was from months ago, im gonna draw him again dw

In that au sasuke has a necklace from his family, the only thing he has left of it. Itachi was the one wearing it before, but after he slaughtered the uchiha he felt unworthy of wearing the uchiha necklace so he dropped it to sasuke, sasuke keeps it as a reminder to never forgive itachi.

Honestly it's just as close as possible of a sasuke staying at the village design i could come up with

Here is the Naruto design, here there is more to say than my sasuke design so let me start

Naruto wears a grey shirt with an obi (?) I dont really know how to call it, with 9 little ropes falling representing kurama's tails. Each one has a red pearl holding kurama chakra for battles in case Naruto needs it for stronger attacks. His orange design on his shirt was supposed to be kurama as well but i was lazy.... his little braids are a little reference to menma.

For the chakra training part, im gonna tell the story of the au, honestly im still building it. It's been 6 years since i last saw Naruto original and finished shippuden a year ago so in case you have any idea for that au im open !

Naruto never met iruka in that au, after stealing the forbidden scroll and getting attacked by the guy i forgot his name, the hokage came search for Naruto and saved him, scolding him etc. Naruto held frustration until chunin exams, in the end of the exam he actually lost it and destroyed half of the village, stopped by obito. Obito bringed Naruto to the akatsuki, training him with intensive chakra training, his arm was burnt so often by the training his body wasnt been able to keep up, making permanent marks.

Sasuke in that au still seeks the path of revenge but seeing Naruto go crazy he was shocked, in that au sasuke wants to save Naruto AND kill itachi, still resenting the village deep in his soul. He transforms his hatred into determination, kakashi helping him to handle his hatred like he can.

In that au sasuke isolates a lot, pushing people around him aside. He works on himself to actually have self control. Honestly it's all i could come up with, maybe i'll modify. I was thinking making jiraya know Naruto earlier, so he can give advices to Sasuke on how to save Naruto (?) Also about orochimaru maybe making an arc about him ? Anyway tell me what you think about this au so far please be kind about it 💔

[crxzytogether]

k this is my manifestation list of the cliche romance scenarios i wanna see:

them being speechless at the sight of each other on prom night stuttering over their words

rain kiss from a fight

accidental hand hold, awkwardly staring at each other and letting go

one of them to almost die(will) and we get the same reaction from mike that we got from katniss catching fire when peeta touched the forcefield are you picking up what im putting down

then we need mike to almost die and only be able to focus on will

ASLEEP/NIGHTMARE/DREAM yelling out the others name (we agree that it needs to be mike calling out for will and will reassuring him that hes right there)

ok this isnt a cliche romance scenarios but I need a hug, a really good heartfelt long hug where they both sink into each other and cant let go (mike cant let go) need to see it on their faces too, bonus points for tears but that's not important I need to feel the relief through the screen

with mikes pov back we see his hyper focus on will and how he cant stop staring at will and worrying about will and thinking about will (like this is something we already know is true bc "you were rolling your eyes you were moping" but i want it to be obvious to the audience yk bc they need to be spoonfed plus it'd be nice to see mike obviously pining for will after all of season 4 we got will i want you to be happy but please look at me just once byers

i already said it before BUT RAIN KISS GODDAMNIT that would actually save change lives

lastly idk if i want it in the same scene as the rain kiss but accidental ily like why do you even care because i love you type beat yk OR callback to it's not my fault you dont like girls gimme it's not my fault you dont love el omg i scream

the only reason i wouldnt want it with the kiss is bc i think theyd need a day or two to dwell on the accidental confession before acting on it bc high chance will doesnt even believe it and mike regrets saying it...

ok actual last one after mike is able to accept himself a little more and theyve confessed/estabilished feelings whatnot, gimme the theyre holding hands staring into each others eyes or hugging emotionally or kissing idk something intimate like that and will says something like what if someone sees and mike says i dont care(SOBS CRIES THROWS UP) while looking at will fondly with a small smile UGH

ok thats all from me good day

[sol-lar-bink]

Wanted to finally try some new games/ genres while im hiatus-ing. Started playing Pikmin 1 a few days ago. I've played the 4th demo, but as a gamecube kid, I thought starting with those would be more fun. And it has been fun! Slowly figuring things out… losing… so many pikmin… the horrors…

And then I wanted to try a visual novel/ dating sim. Found a cheap one on Switch, used gold points so I only had to pay like 60p (pennies) It uuuhhhh… yeah, yup. Very typical… anime… tropes… right off the bat. I don't know how to feel, but I've rolled my eyes a few times 😂

I wanna see it through though, but ffs I've been so tired and busy… And December is gonna SUCK!!! I have so much cover at work 😭retail sucks.

[froschli96]

You know what, fuck it, I have to speak my truth! (this is gonna be a rant, so anyone who actually likes assassin's creed revelations and/or the secret crusade, be warned or maybe don't read this at all)

remember how altaïr talks to king richard at the end of ac1, and richard is like "[humans] come into the world kicking and screaming, violent and unstable. it is what we are. we cannot help ourselves."? and how altaïr answers "no. we are what we choose to be." and how that ACTUALLY has meaning bc he himself was "violent and unstable" at the beginning of the game but he has learned and is now CHOOSING to be a better person who cares about others and humanity at large? remember how his calmness and gentleness was something that he ACQUIRED over the course of the story?

and remember how in revelations they then suddenly had a PRE-AC1 altaïr say about the first of his targets "no man should pass from this world without knowing some kindness." and be all wise and calm and collected during a nice little chat with al mualim, who suddenly acts all fatherly? (like, this is suddenly supposed to be a positive relationship? what??)

also, during the confession the target says to altair: "you put too much faith in the hearts of men, altaïr. [...] humans are weak, base, and petty." and altaïr answers: "no. our creed is evidence to the contrary." KJASJFJDKL???? like, it’s almost insulting how close this exchange is to the one with richard. you know, the one that was actually earned after a whole game of character development. like WTF??? cool congrats now that development means nothing. like, apparently that was just altaïr reverting BACK to being the exemplary assassin who understands and believes in the creed that he was apparently just born as. (i also hate how having a young inexperienced altaïr saying this implies that altaïr's faith in humanity is a sign of naivete instead of a sign of the wisdom he has gained after being confronted with counter arguments for a whole game, and also something that distinguishes the assassins from the templars who use humanity's supposed wickedness to justify controlling them like in AC1, but whatever)

altaïr’s development in AC1 mattered BECAUSE he is not NATURALLY a good person, it actually said something about humanity's capacity for both bad AND good and how humans don't have to be forced to be good through mind control bc they can by their own free will choose to be better when taught how and when allowed the freedom to grow. but no. apparently altaïr has just always been calm, wise and gentle. and he just sort of forgot about that during AC1 bc…. ? bc of adha?? bc of abbas???

oh don’t get me started on the whole abbas thing. (it doesnt even make sense that abbas is so hung up about his father and "his family’s honor", like what about the whole point of al mualim not allowing parents to be close to their children bc it would make them weak? like, my dude, you’re not supposed to HAVE any family aside from the brotherhood)

they used the throwaway character that had like 5 lines and made him into altaïr’s main antagonist in revelations… like, abbas wasn’t supposed to be this ONE dude who had personal beef with altaïr, he was just supposed to show how while altaïr’s revered by many, a lot of his brothers also hate him, bc 1) altaïr is a shitty person at this point and 2) bc there’s no real feeling of community and family in this version of the brotherhood, but just a pervasive sense of competition and jealousy — these assassins don’t care about their goal of safeguarding humanity bc they’re too hung up on petty squabbles and divided by rivalries (you know, the things that made malik hate altaïr even before solomon’s temple and that he overcomes in the end which enables him to forgive and to reconcile with altaïr so they can work together and stop al mualim? (you ever just think about "we are one. as we share the glory of our victories, so too should we share the pain of our defeat. in this way we grow closer. we grow stronger." and cry? bc i do. all the time. malik, the man that you are))

and now abbas is altaïr’s childhood best friend turned lifelong enemy?? like, bowden bent over backwards to come up with an explanation for why altaïr is an arrogant ass at the beginning of AC1, when the explanation is right there: he was raised to kill without asking questions and was constantly praised for how good he is at murder, which resulted in him becoming arrogant and disregarding human life. like, it doesn’t have to be some shakespearean family feud type shit. and guess what, this "simple" explanation actually plays into the story’s themes, who’da thunk!

(like, abbas might not have been a "fleshed out" character in AC1, but he had a specific function and now that function is gone. mr bowden, mr mcdevitt, you know characters are allowed to simply exist to tell us something about their worlds and the systems they live in and sometimes that’s more important and also more interesting than having every single character have a detailed backstory to explain all their behaviors, right?)

with all of this revelations loses all nuance in regards to the levantine brotherhood and also the creed in general. like, altaïr being a master assassin at the beginning despite being a terrible person and not actually understanding the creed is a criticism of the brotherhood and the creed itself. like, it said something about the order that someone like altaïr was able to get that high in rank, simply bc he's good at killing, which also tells us what is considered important in the al mualim era assassin order. when you make altaïr’s arrogance the result of his personal conflicts instead of how we was raised by a brotherhood that only valued one's ability to kill, you lose that characterization of the assassin order itself!

and by suddenly making al mualim a semi good "father figure" you also downplay his manipulation of not only altaïr but all those under his care. (altaïr says something about al mualim being "as a father" to him exactly twice in the codex, but he doesn’t mean by that that he WAS a father to him, what he means is that he was the CLOSEST THING he had bc HE DID NOT HAVE PARENTS, not because his mother died in childbirth and his father was executed when he was young btw, BUT BECAUSE IT WASN’T ALLOWED, like his parents actually lived but weren’t allowed to be close to him, he says he came to view al mualim’s "weak and dishonest" love as enough and even better BECAUSE HE HAD NOTHING ELSE, BECAUSE AL MUALIM ISOLATED HIS ASSASSINS FROM THEIR FAMILIES. al mualim "loved" him bc he was good at killing people for him! hm, i wonder if this could be trying to say anything about cults and indoctrination and the inherent contradiction in fighting for peace and free will by taking children away from their parents and raising them to become killers?? like, altaïr wasn't ~the special orphan boy~ taken in by al mualim bc his father died a hero's death, it was "the way of the order" to have al mualim be the closest thing to a parental figure for everyone to ensure absolute loyalty! altaïr saying al mualim was like his father is not supposed to make you go "oh, he must have actually been a good guy for altaïr to consider him a father", it should make you go "oh that's kinda fucked up that he considers the dude who made him into a killing machine and who manipulated him a sort of father figure"!)

and then in revelations they suddenly portray that relationship as positive and healthy??? like, it would be one thing to give it some nuance by delving into the psychology behind al mualim’s "love" and maybe showing how al mualim did care about altair in a complicated, fraught sort of way (like, you know, there’s a lot of interesting things you could say about al mualim at several points addressing altaïr as "my child" in AC1 and how that parallels Garnier referring to the people he drugged and abused as his "children", and what that says about how the templars view the people who they say they want to save and in whose best interests they supposedly act (in any case, al mualim doesn’t use that phrase because he has any real parental feelings but rather to patronize and to invalidate any objections, like in a "mother knows best" way))

but they even fucking DARE to parallel that relationship with that of altaïr and darim in revelations, by having the reflection in the puddle of darim hugging altaïr showing altaïr hugging al mualim…. like their relationship wasn’t inherently abusive but just tragically cut short because al mualim was just "corrupted by the apple"… like WHAT???? so it’s not the very real problems like grooming, manipulation and indoctrination and the hierarchical structure of the brotherhood itself (all of which are antithetical to the assassin ideology), it was just the evil apple all along. great. that’s DEFINITELY a lot more interesting.

god im sorry i really dont want to spread negativity but this is driving me INSANE. like, somebody please tell me im not crazy bc i feel like somehow most of the fandom is in agreement that revelations and the secret crusade have better storytelling and characterization than ac1.

SPEAKING OF WHICH, can we talk about how, even IF we completely ignore AC1 and treat revelations altaïr as his own character…. the narrative still doesn’t really work?

basically, the whole point of his story in rev is that "he gave his whole life to the brotherhood", this obsession led to him not using his time with his family which has him ending up dying alone in a dark library and this in turn makes ezio reevaluate his life choices…. except. he doesn’t? neglect? his family? or whatever? like, his devotion to the assassins is sort of painted as this tragic flaw that leads to a lonely death bc it supposedly comes at the cost of his family, but… his wife has joined the assassins, (at least) one of his sons is in the brotherhood and even when he goes to protect the assassins against the mongols, he takes his family with him (except for the son who stays behind bc he has a family of his own and who, ironically, ends up dying bc of that)… like, you can’t describe altaïr as a good husband and father in the database and have his son tell him that "everything that is good in me began with you, father" when they say goodbye, and then want to make us believe that he put his family behind the brotherhood and that that is a character flaw that leads to his tragedy.

because you HAVE to have a character’s tragedy be the result of a character flaw. like. that is how tragedies work. otherwise it just becomes tragedy for the sake of tragedy which is… boring bc it has no purpose. and we know it is SUPPOSED to have purpose bc ezIO FUCKING QUITS BEING AN ASSASSIN AFTER WITNESSING IT!

it’s like they want to have their cake and eat it, too — they didn’t want to actually make altaïr a bad husband/father, but still wanted to make his life a tragedy where he loses his family which is why instead they outsource all responsibility to abbas who now has to be the reason for ALL the deaths.

like, they try to make at least maria’s death kind of sort of the result of altaïr’s rashness or whatever but like… these guys KILLED THEIR SON and TOLD HIM THAT ALTAÏR HAD ORDERED HIS DEATH. like, altaïr losing it in response to that is not rash, it’s fucking logical and justified! if anything the scene made me angry at maria for trying to stop him. like, GIRL, he was YOUR son too??? but god forbid we give female characters actual real emotions, she has to fill the role of "voice of reason who dies for altaïr’s man pain" i fucking guess.

like, it’s this weird mix where his tragedy is simultaneously painted as his own fault but also not really bc abbas is the one responsible for all the shit that happens. it just… it just doesn’t really go together.

the only way to make his story make sense narratively and to give it actual purpose is by looking at it in the context of ezio’s story, bc the things he sees in altaïr’s memories are supposed to be a revelation (ha!) to ezio specifically. and i guess that’s maybe the crux of it all — altaïr’s story in revelations was conceived of first and foremost to support ezio’s story and development. which is probably also why many people maybe don’t notice bc, having skipped ac1 and started with ac2, the majority of people mostly care only about ezio and only really appreciate altaïr’s story in as far as it serves to push ezio forward. (tho i’ve also seen a few people say that ezio is also written kind of weird in rev, but i’ve never really been an ezio girly myself so i can’t speak to the truth of that)

like, altaïr dying alone in the library doesn’t really have to make sense for his character, i guess, bc it’s only really supposed to be a cautionary tale for ezio.

so, i guess, for once, they actually had a MAN dying for another man’s character development, which is pretty woke actually. ubisoft, i take everything back jksdsfjhgdsahfhsdhfghfdsgjhsdgjh

[gimme-that-felix-content]

not making a distinction sorry, i meant that you like the name felix fathom more than graham de vanily, its surprising considering how you usually go against the grain for things that make more sense for the characters

ooh alright I get it. Tbh I like the name Fathom just because I think it sounds cool but I agree that in-universe it makes little sense for Felix to keep his father's last name. I thought about it a little bit already but I try to use both names in the tags for archive purposes

[dennisboobs]

every day i have to hold my tongue when m-cd-nnis shippers start sounding like frat guys with the way they talk about dennis' Secret Feelings toward mac. hey man. i don't actually think you get it. i don't think you understand what's going on between them.

[schemelin]

every now and then i experience brief moments of self-awareness telling me to make major changes to the fusionsprunt story

[themyscirah]

@ TK you still have time to let lizzie do an aquababy fyi : )))))

[renegadeshroom]

finished reading terciel and elinor! overall i enjoyed the old kingdom series, i especially loved mogget throughout (missed him a lot in goldenhand 😔), and it was pretty cool getting to follow essentially the tale of this one family throughout multiple generations. it feels sort of comfy and familiar, and its cool seeing the world slowly get fleshed out with each book.

one thing however that bothered me throughout is how deterministic everything felt? sam's story was much more compelling to me both before i realised that lirael instead was the one destined to be the abhorsen in waiting, and then when sam was revealed to actually be destined to be a wallmaker. sam having to genuinely grapple with his failure to meet the challenges and trauma that come with his preordained role in the order of things was interesting! imo there just being another different person of the bloodline destined to inherit the title undercuts a lot of his story. i'm kind of ameliorated by seeing tyriel in clariel's time, who actually genuinely was a shitty abhorsen, and tizanael's dead apprentices. to that end i think there were too many important characters who were actually charter bloodlines all along

still! overall a good read, and i especially loved clariel; it was nice to see a different time period of the old kingdom without necessarily having to check in on ancelstierre, and to get into chlorr's story

[dashiellqvverty]

im so excited about being specs its like perfect for me because he really doesnt have that many lines (possibly the fewest of the named newsies?? but im not actually sure lmao) but i still get a COUPLE of lines including some tiny little singing solo lines. so its not overwhelming for me but i still feel like im Playing A Character

[namelessprince]

hm. ashe being the Girl could go one of two ways. either i stick closer to pd or i get a little silly with it.

[bmpmp3]

the really beautiful landscape/skyscape animation in makoto shinkai's works tends to be the big thing i see focused on and that is understandable and deserved like the weather and lighting effects are unREAL but i do think we should also appreciate how absolute insane the plotlines of his original movies get. at least two movies with in universe catastrophes with major ecological implications. the guns and explosions. theres that one movie i havent seen yet with the guy who turns into a chair (?)

[lacking-hydration]

that postal movie is so inconsistently ok

[orcelito]

Bought the memorial plush for Cassy. It's gonna be here on Thursday

It looks pretty similar to Sammy's in style, just with a different pose. I'll see how they look when placed together.