#joey/kal

[someoctober]

and i can close the door on us, but the room still exists

[stressedbisexualtm]

LATE LATE LATE LATE LAATEE!!

HAPPY 3 FUCKIN YEARS??! (WHAT)

close ups cause my camera quality hates me

im aware i fucked up katherine shelby and pearl im sorry

[paranormaltheatrekid]

for my mutual @missholloween

[ace7librarian]

I swear to the lords, there's something here.

[madametamma]

I've heard fans keep bringing up that My adventures with Superman should be 20 episodes per season instead of 10, and I think that's highlighted most in Season 2 ep 9, because this was a great episode but it could have easily been a spectacular 2 parter.

They did tackle a lot of what I was hoping they would do for the concept but it didn't have a lot of time to breath or get into it too deeply. Here's what I would have done.

First part: The story goes exactly the same until Amnesiac Lois and Kal EL meet and shake hands. They both get flashes of their real lives but it doesn't ALL come back to them all at once. It is enough for them to want to try and figure out what's going on together though.

They come up with the idea that maybe they can put Lois in Kryptonian clothes and glasses and walk around the city with most citizens thinking she's a normal Kryptonian. They get to know each other more, Kal El shows off more of what his life is like and how he feels about it and himself. Lois is supportive and they're falling in love all over again as strangers. Lois asks if it bothers him that she's not Kryptonian and he returns "Does it bother you that I am?"

"We get some "Hiding the creature from mom and dad" cliche and see more of what Kal El is like with his parents and finally, enough of their memories come back that they're almost free but Clark hesitates stating that "The real Lois wouldn't come for him." Fake parents find them and attack and we have a moment of believing that the fake parents have actually succeeded in erasing Lois until she wakes up again where she started.

Part 2: We start again from the beginning of Lois's time in the simulation and her memories are gone again. Except this time they come back to her much quicker. She's erased again and again and has her memories wiped again and again, except with each time the memory wipe is less effective and she's able to retain more.

She's still doing the live, die, repeat thing, and each time she's playing with a fuller and fuller deck.

______

Lois on the 3rd time around: "We have to wake up and go home!"

Kal El: Where's that?"

Lois: "Uh.."

-Erased

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Lois on the 4th time: "LISTEN TO ME! YOU'RE LOIS LANE! WAIT! NO! I'M LOIS- ONE OF US IS LOIS!"

-Erased

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Lois on the 5th time: "You've got to come back to Ma, and Pa and, who else? What's their name, Joey? Is Joey one of them? I don't think it's Joey."

-Erased

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Lois on the 6th time:

Kal El: "If what you're saying is true, why would you do all this for me?"

Lois: "Uh..."

-Erased

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Then we finally get into the cool anime finale where they remember everything together, and beat the bad guys with the power of love.

[rexregistries]

im quitting smut & everything nsfw!!

like straight up, cold-turkey, quitting. so far, we're 20 hours in.

heres why

this is gonna get REALLLL personal, buckle in.

i know not many ppl will see this, but its nice to just get it out.

tw: online sexual grooming and me being a minor thru it all

basically, im gonna talk abt how this all started (i should REALLY be doing homework right now, but i need to get it off my chest, and i only have 1 assignment left)

please bear with me! i only recently remembered all of this, and most of it is still terribly foggy, and hopefully shall stay that way.

when i was 8, i entered into a friendship with a 26-year-old man on roblox. we met thru our mutual like for percy jackson & the olympians, and i met him on a pjo role-playing game on roblox. mind you, roblox filter about 8 years ago was almost nonexistent.

the man, sam (found this out years into my "relationship" w him, to me he was cookie [cookieflame546]), asked my age when i first met him. i knew about stranger danger, obviously i did, i was born a girl. but i gave him my age anyway. so he knew.

this relationship lasted 5 years. 8 years old to 13 years old.

it started okay! we'd roleplay together, nothing too bad! the real trouble began when one of my ocs went into a romantic relationship with one of his ocs. he asked me if i knew anything about sex (the deed, the dirty, the devils tango, he called it something else that i dont remember) and i said no. obviously i didnt, i was 8.

he offered to teach me stuff, and i said ok. i trusted him for some reason. (NO GIRL STOPPP)

and boy. BOY, did he teach me stuff.

he bought a private server JUST to have sex w me. i'd go online, roleplay a little with my other online friends (who were my age, maybe 1 or 2 years older), and then once sam got on, i'd go to the private server. it happened maybe three times a week, i think? we'd roleplay w other people normally most of the time. i got discord at 10, because he asked me to.

when it started getting really, really, actually terrible (more than it already was) was when i got into the hamilton fandom in 2020. (also, since covid was happening, i was on everyday, so we interacted a lot more)

"kal, y is hamilton important?" well, when i got into hamilton, i got into wattpad. when i got into wattpad, i got into smut. when i got into smut, i got into actual fucking porn. at the ripe age of 12 years old.

i was so proud of my newfound knowledge. i wanted to show him all i knew. the sex got worse. he'd find ways to bypass the increasingly strong filter, and so would i.

the only thing im glad for is that he never sent nsfw pics, and neither did i.

it started tapering off once i got into 8th grade. i had more homework, i couldnt be on as much. we still had those little sessions, but they were more infrequent.

(BUT, in his place, came another friend. his name is alex. hes a year older than me, and we roleplayed almost exclusively sexually together. outside of roleplay, we would also message sexually on discord. some of got disturbing when i look back on it [he said he would find my address, climb into my window, and fuck me. bro i am 12 years old]

me and alex fell out of contact for a long time [something something i used to be really homophobic and our entire friendgroup, excluding him and i, was queer]. we say hi hello when hes online on discord, but we dont talk anymore)

slowly, me and sam went back into a regular friendship. we didn't talk for months, other than the occasional hi, hello, hru, im good. i stopped roleplaying, he didnt.

and then my brain decided "yooooo wait this was kinda bad.......im gonna make them forget it >:]"

and i did! i forgot about it. and then in freshmen year, at a winter camp for school, it all came rushing back. i cried about it to one of my closest friends (they moved, but we still talk. if ur seeing this joey [ur prob not], the second im 18 we r gonna see each other istg!!!!), and they told me to block him. i did.

i havent spoken to him since.

and then my brain did another little silly and said "im gonna make them forget it again!! >:]"

and guess what! i forgot about it again.

until i sat by myself, just having finished a brutal smut fic, crying, because, man, why the fuck was i like this? why cant i stop reading and watching and looking at this horrible shit? because it was ruining me! it really was! (it still is, but we're working on it)

andddddddd it came rushing back again.

finally, an answer! thats why im like this!

my most formative years were filled with sex! thats why im obsessed with it!

i know im partly to blame. i enabled myself by actively looking for nsfw. but im trying to fix that.

thank u for ur time :]

[ulkaralakbarova]

This animated take on Oliver Twist re-imagines Oliver as an adorable orphaned kitten who struggles to survive in New York City and falls in with a band of canine criminals led by an evil human. First, Oliver meets Dodger, a carefree mutt with street savoir faire. But when Oliver meets wealthy Jenny on one of the gang’s thieving missions, his life changes forever. Credits: TheMovieDb. Film Cast: Oliver (voice): Joey Lawrence Dodger (voice): Billy Joel Tito (voice): Cheech Marin Einstein (voice): Richard Mulligan Francis (voice): Roscoe Lee Browne Rita (voice): Sheryl Lee Ralph Fagin (voice): Dom DeLuise Roscoe (voice): Taurean Blacque Desoto (voice): Carl Weintraub Sykes (voice): Robert Loggia Jenny (voice): Natalie Gregory Winston (voice): William Glover Georgette (voice): Bette Midler (voice): Deborah Gates Additional Voice (voice): Charles Bartlett Additional Voice (voice): Jonathan Brandis Additional Voice (voice): Kal David Additional Voice (voice): Marcia Del Mar Additional Voice (voice): Victor DiMattia Additional Voice (voice): Judi M. Durand Additional Voice (voice): Greg Finley Additional Voice (voice): Javier Grajeda Louie the Sausage Vendor (voice): Frank Welker Additional Voices (voice): Nancy Parent Rita (singing voice) (uncredited): Ruth Pointer Additional Voices (voice): J.D. Hall Film Crew: Screenplay: James Mangold Novel: Charles Dickens Story: Roger Allers Editor: Mark A. Hester Screenplay: Tim Disney Animation: Chris Buck Editor: James Melton Songs: Howard Ashman Original Music Composer: J.A.C. Redford Songs: Billy Joel Director: George Scribner Screenplay: Jim Cox Songs: Barry Manilow Producer: Kathleen Gavin Character Designer: Glen Keane Songs: Huey Lewis Other: Alan Smart Layout: Bill Perkins Animation: Anthony DeRosa Animation: Jay Jackson Color Designer: Maria Gonzalez Animation Manager: Pat Sito Movie Reviews: CinemaSerf: I suppose it was only a matter of time before this classic Charles Dickens story got the Disney treatment – but given that it’s completely devoid of any darkness or eeriness, this rather too cheerful and vibrant pet-fest doesn’t really work for me. The eponymous kitten is adopted by a gang of dogs that, much like “Fagin’s Boys” in the book, engage in a bit of petty crime for their boss “Fagin” who, himself, lives in terror of the malevolent “Sykes”. When the latter cottons on that “Oliver” has been adopted into a wealthy home, he insists that “Fagin” enact a trap to lure “Jenny” from her luxury mansion so he can ransom her back to her dad. It falls to “Oliver” and his canine companions to thwart this dastardly plan. You can’t really fault the quality of the animation and an array of musicians including Barry Manilow and Dan Hartman are behind the songs that won’t exactly stick in your mind afterwards, but that do help to keep this amiable production rolling along. Sadly, though, it’s all just way too predictably light and fluffy and takes just a little too much of a factory approach to one of the more substantial stories of English literature. Younger kids may like it though – it’s pretty joyous and extols the virtues of loyalty, team playing and friendship and it’s not without the odd laugh to two.

[tarditardi]

6/7 Il rock degli Europe al Ferrara Summer Festival 

I leggendari Europe sono pronti a scuotere l'Italia con un'esibizione straordinaria al Ferrara Summer Festival, il 6 luglio 2023. Questa band rock, amata da milioni di fan negli anni '80 e '90, sta attualmente vivendo un momento di successo internazionale senza precedenti. Joey Tempest alla voce, Mic Michaeli alle tastiere, Ian Haugland alla batteria, John Levén al basso e John Norum alla chitarra sono pronti a incendiare il palco con la loro energia travolgente. Con oltre 23 milioni di copie vendute in tutto il mondo, gli Europe hanno conquistato i cuori di fan di ogni angolo del pianeta. Brani come "The Final Countdown", "Carrie", "Rock the Night", "Superstitious", "Cherokee", "I'll Cry for You" e "Open Your Heart" hanno fatto sì che la band diventasse un'icona del panorama musicale. Il loro stile unico, che fonde l'hard rock melodico con il rock progressivo, ha influenzato intere generazioni di artisti.

Dopo lo scioglimento negli anni '90, gli Europe si sono riuniti nel 1999, dimostrando una vitalità artistica inarrestabile. Hanno continuato a regalare emozionanti tour e a pubblicare nuovi album e singoli di successo come "War of Kings", "New Love in Town", "Days of Rock 'n' Roll", "Walk The Earth", "Girl From Lebanon" e "In My Time". La loro musica continua a risuonare con energia e passione, consolidando il loro status di leggendaria band rock intramontabile. Il concerto di Ferrara è un'opportunità unica per tutti i fan di rivivere i momenti epici che hanno segnato un'intera era del rock. L'attesa per questo evento è alle stelle e i biglietti stanno scomparendo a velocità incredibile. Gli Europe hanno il potere di trasformare ogni concerto in un evento indimenticabile e questa volta non sarà diverso. I fan avranno l'incredibile opportunità di immergersi in un'esperienza musicale coinvolgente e unica, riassaporando l'energia e l'atmosfera dei giorni d'oro della band.

Ferrara Summer Festival  è ormai entrato  nel vivo. In Piazza Trento Trieste, nel pieno centro di una città simbolo del Rinascimento italiano nel mondo, regala emozioni con concerti ed eventi. L'organizzazione del Ferrara Summer Festival porta la firma di Fabio Marzola, presidente dell'Associazione Musicale Butterfly ed il patrocinio di Comune di Ferrara e Regione Emilia-Romagna.

Un weekend o una pausa durante la settimana a Ferrara, una città meravigliosa, è sempre un'ottima idea. Se poi tutto questo succede d'estate e c'è la possibilità di vivere anche un concerto o uno show in Piazza Trento Trieste, in pieno centro città, grazie ad una rassegna decisamente eterogenea come Ferrara Summer Festival, il risultato sono momenti di puro relax tutti da vivere... e poi da ricordare.

Tutti gli appuntamenti di Ferrara Summer Festival

Info e biglietti

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Ferrara Summer Festival, cos'è

Ferrara Summer Festival è una manifestazione che punta a proporre Artisti ed Eventi presentando una Rassegna di Spettacoli Musicali, e non, nel periodo estivo all'interno del Centro Storico di Ferrara. La cornice rinascimentale della città di Ferrara crea la suggestione per vivere serate di spettacolo uniche. L'organizzazione del Ferrara Summer Festival porta la firma di Fabio Marzola, presidente dell'Associazione Musicale Butterfly ed il patrocinio di Comune di Ferrara e Regione Emilia-Romagna.

17.06 – PEGGY GOU

18.06 – MAX ANGIONI

20.06 – UMBERTO TOZZI

22.06 – DRUSILLA FOER

23.06 – MODÀ

24.06 – THE LUMINEERS

28.06 – SALMO

29.06 – NU GENEA & COMA COSE + GINEVRA

30.06 – BIAGIO ANTONACCI

01.07 – TEENAGE DREAM

02.07 - COMFORT FESTIVAL

05.07 – EROS RAMAZZOTTI

06.07 – EUROPE

07.07 – FLUO RUN FERRARA

08.07 – PAUL KALKBRENNER

09.07 – LAZZA

11.07 – GIORGIA

12.07 – STEVE HACKETT

13.07 – I SOLITI IDIOTI

14.07 – BLACK EYED PEAS + PAOLA & CHIARA

15.07 – GUÈ + GEOLIER + ERNIA + SHABLO

16.07 – FIORELLA MANNOIA / DANILO REA

18.07 – GIACOBAZZI & FRIENDS

19.07 – VOGLIO TORNARE NEGLI ANNI 90

20.07 – GIANNI MORANDI

21.07 – MADAME

[pipelinelaserraygun]

MUST ⏰ WATCH❣️

Delayed gratification, TEN years since Zack Snyder and Henry Cavill FIRST began THIS story arc, but worth it: "The Flash"⚡'s 🎬 main SPIRITUAL takeaway revolves around persons called into battle ⬆️🦇, having to make a choice...

Whose Family are you ✝️👊🏾 FIGHTING🦸🏻FOR?

In the case of Supergirl, it's Kal-El.

Whose Family are you ✝️👊🏾 FIGHTING🦸🏻FOR?

In the case of 💤 joey, 👺👺 demonic operatives/handlers are FIGHTING 👿 FOR satan.

They are waging war on a battlefield 🗑️ LITTERED with table scraps of riches with expiration dates.

THEIR war is LITERALLY vs. The Family of God 🕎✝️🛐.

Whose Family are you ✝️👊🏾 FIGHTING🦸🏻FOR?

A lot of you are oblivious, as to the satanic playbook.

NOTE: 🧂 turning away from evil is NOT the same as ignorance/indifference.

Whose Family are you ✝️👊🏾 FIGHTING🦸🏻FOR?

Attacks on Conservatives and Christians keep increasing.

🎯 Tons of Christians who SHOULD be OUTRAGED at those behind Target (but one example) CONTINUE going there....

evildoers will stop at nothing.

Whose Family are you ✝️👊🏾 FIGHTING🦸🏻FOR?

MUST 👁️👁️ SEE‼️

IF ⚾ you choose to ignore this, you stand to commit a venial 👺 sin of OMISSION.

Whose Family are you ✝️👊🏾 FIGHTING🦸🏻FOR?

There is outrage, in Heaven.

Mel Brooks is politically 🎭 incorrect under the current, easy-to-trigger 🇺🇸👺 selective-outrage establishment.

Whose Family are you ✝️👊🏾 FIGHTING🦸🏻FOR?

MUST 🗳️ ACT‼️ 🗽⚖️ ALL levels of governing bodies need God-FEARING people. Let's do away with godless bureaucrats, working from the devil's 💩 playbook.

THAT playbook is extensive.

Jesus was ASTOUNDED: ✝️ Christ wasn't ever astonished by Biblical scholars.

In THIS example, HE was 👍🏽 blown away by the centurion.

What I'm experiencing these days is a witness of God's work on 🌎 Earth being MORE readily seen 👁️👁️ by Laymen Folk than by blind, 🦯🦮 so-called "Brethren".

Offered by so-called Brethren, NOTHING in proximity of God's 👣 Footstool was considered marvelous.

[someoctober]

ghoststory doodlessss

[olives-and-lilies]

You know, I’ve never actually been tagged in one of these?

My last line is from a personal project I’m working on, I’ve just been calling it Ieesea for now

In the end, Maxton’s husband had been right. Rodina was weak, her love for her people, for her Magi, was an easy weapon in the hands of someone like Daliah. “Zinx,” Maxton gestured to the feline mage beside him, “escort Chairmage Stormbringer out of here.”

No pressure tags for @kal-thas and @joeys-piano

Ieesea is on @iridescenceartandwriting …

Last Line Challenge

Thank you so much @jedi-enthusiast for the tag!

My last line comes from something I've been working on for codywan week.

“Close your eyes.���  Cody did. He breathed in slow controlled breaths, syncing up to the rise and fall of the chest pressed against his.

I'd like to pass along some no pressure tags to @catsnkooks @djk-creations @deathdovesong @olives-and-lilies and anyone else who wants to!

[witcherslittledove]

Life's a Bitch

For @jaskiersbow as part of @thewitcherbog RPF exchange! - AO3

Ship: Joey/Henry (with a side of Joey/Kal)

A lockdown fic.... but with more dog fucking.

CW: RPF, Bestiality, Dead Dove: do not eat, masturbation, Joey has a small cock, multiple orgasms, knotting, accidental voyeurism

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Lockdown was a bitch.

It wasn’t like Joey was a particularly sociable person, but the one thing really did enjoy was sex. He was no stranger to one night stands, getting far too drunk at the club and falling into bed with whoever took his fancy. Having sex with strangers was easy, especially when he was too drunk to care what they might think about him, about his dick. It wasn’t exactly average, and he’d been laughed at one too many times by people he cared about, so now he had a habit of pushing people away before he could get hurt.

Henry was no exception.

Sweet, kind, loving Henry, who had offered Joey a place to stay when the electrical mains had blown in the flat he shared with Madeleine. Gorgeous, filmstar, sexiest man alive Henry, who just happened to be Joey’s biggest crush.

So, despite the fact he was desperately horny, Joey kept his co-star at a distance. Preferring, instead, to cuddle up to Kal or spend hours locked away in his room composing, or trying to compose at the very least. He really didn’t want to admit how many hours he actually spent reading porn with his fingers up his arse. Honestly, the amount of lube he’d gotten through the last few weeks was just embarrassing.

There were moments when he thought that maybe, just maybe, Henry fancied him back. The soft smiles when they danced around each other in the kitchen in the mornings, the lingering glances across the room when they were watching Netflix in the evenings, or even the rather romantic walks with Kal at dawn.

But he couldn’t risk it, not when he had to spend the next seven odd years working with Henry. If they were lucky anyway, god, he hoped it would be that long. Lauren wouldn’t kill off Jaskier, would she?

Nah…

He was fine. Dandelion was integral to Geralt’s development in the series. Joey just had to have faith that Lauren saw that too.

Of course, there was a niggly feeling at the back of Joey’s head, an anxiety that said this stupid bloody pandemic would never end and he’d never get to perform again. He kept wondering whether he should just give up, get another job; something stable.

He sighed, running both hands through his hair as he collapsed back onto the bed, his guitar abandoned on the floor. Lockdown wasn’t the most inspiring of events, but he had to be productive. It was the only way he was getting through his boredom, that and far too much gin and wine. He smiled at that, Henry had been terrible for encouraging his love of gin and tonic, the pair of them spending most evenings lost at the bottom of the bottle.

Okay, so maybe he wasn’t keeping Henry at as much of a distance as he should have been, but a broken heart would definitely fix his lack of inspiration. There was no better cure for writer’s block than a broken heart. Any artist could tell you that.

Until then Joey supposed he would just continue to be unbearably horny and get through too much lube.

He had nothing better to do.

Groaning, he leaned over to grab the bottle he kept in the drawer, and then hastily unzipped his jeans. It didn’t take long for his cock to get hard, teasing strokes along his length as he fell into the memory of Henry working out that morning, biceps bulging in the dark blue tank top, tanned skin glistening with sweat in the sun. Thick curls fell in front of Henry’s eyes, sticking to his forehead, and he winked -sort of- as he noticed Joey watching from the doorway. Joey wanted to lick every inch of Henry’s skin, lavishing him in kisses and hickies until there was no denying who he belonged to, then he wanted Henry to ruin him; fuck him against whatever surface they could find, strong arms lifting him up against the wall. Joey could ride him until his legs started to shake, Henry thrusting up into him until he couldn’t remember his own name.

God, he wanted it all.

Henry’s lips around his cock, never judging him or complaining, but loving him, loving his cock.

Sparks flew in front of Joey’s vision and he cried out as he came, spilling into his hand. The pleasure crashed over him, leaving him boneless as he fell back onto the bed with a blissful sigh, happy to bask in the haze of his orgasm and forgetting that it was all just a fantasy.

Until the door burst open and Joey was suddenly bombarded with a faceful of fur as Kal bounded into the room. It was mortifying. Joey was still covered in cum and lube, and now he had to try and force Henry’s giant hound onto the floor, but if Kal didn’t want to do something it was incredibly difficult to get him to behave. He was just so fucking heavy.

“Okay, that’s enough now, boy,” Joey mumbled, his face burning hot and he wondered if he could just die there, never having to show his face again.

Kal’s fur was already sticky with the mess of lube and cum, and Joey really didn’t want to have to explain that to Henry.

It was fine. He could pull Kal into the bathroom, nothing a flannel wouldn’t clean off. Henry never needed to know…

“Oh fuck, shit, Kal. No!” Joey stammered as the dog started to lick at his hand, dangerously close to his cock. “No, no, no. No!”

Kal ignored him, continuing to lick up the mess on Joey’s hand, before nuzzling against his cock, and holy shit, it had been so long since someone else had touched him. Despite the fact he’d just cum, Joey felt a whole new wave of arousal flood his body and his cock twitched pathetically, trying to get hard.

“Fuck,” Joey groaned, knowing he should be disgusted but he was just so fucking horny that he was struggling to keep a good grasp on reality.

And Kal really didn’t care that Joey’s cock was small even when hard.

Joey whined and closed his eyes, letting the dog lap messily at his dick. He was already so sensitive from his first orgasm but it felt so fucking good, and as long as he was already there and trapped by Kal, he might as well enjoy it. Every lap of Kal’s tongue sent fireworks through him, and Joey couldn’t help the needy whimpers that escaped his lips, his own hands running up inside his shirt to play with his nipples. It didn’t take long until he was hard again, panting and on the edge of a second orgasm.

“Joey?”

“Oh fucking cock!” Joey cursed and tried, to no avail, to push Kal off him

The door.

Kal had rushed into the room leaving the door wide open behind him.

“I- it’s… shit!” Joey stammered, trying to find an excuse that just didn’t exist.

He was caught. Life as he knew it was over. Henry would turn him into the police and he would never work again, all because he’d been too horny to stop Kal from licking his cock. It wasn’t as if he’d meant to do it. There was no pre-meditation and he hadn’t sought out the dog… but he’d enjoyed it?

“Kal, come here,” Henry’s voice was firm, and unfairly hot given the situation.

Despite his now flagging erection, Joey still wanted to climb the man like a tree. He was weak. He was desperate. He probably needed therapy.

Shit.

“I’m sorry, Joey,” Henry mumbled, sounding… ashamed?

Joey frowned, covering himself with a pillow as he sat up, running a hand through his hair. “Sorry? You just… Kal… Me?”

“I didn’t know he’d- I should have told you to lock the door.”

Henry was blushing, and he really did look apologetic, like he was the fucked up one in this situation. It didn’t make sense. None of it made sense. He should be angry, yelling, phoning the police, not apologising.

“Henry? What exactly are you apologising for?” Joey asked cautiously, chewing at his bottom lip. There was a flutter of hope in his chest that maybe, just maybe, he was the only one.

“Don’t make me say it.”

“Darling, you just caught me getting my cock licked by your dog. I think we’re beyond boundaries now. I- You should hate me?”

“You should hate me. It’s my fault. I- I trained him to- to-”

Joey felt his eyes widening as he processed Henry’s words. Not only was he not disgusted at what he’d witnessed… he’d practically been the reason for it.

“Holy shit.”

“Please don’t tell anyone.”

“Holy shit!” Joey whined, scrambling off the bed to get closer to his crush who had just somehow got impossibly hotter.

“Joey, please.”

“I liked it.”

“What?”

“Kal, I- I liked it, and- umm, well… I like you too,” Joey admitted with a bashful smile, “and you did interrupt so… you could always join in?”

Henry’s face flew through a million different expressions until he seemed to finally understand what Joey was saying. A dangerous smile fell into place and they crashed together in a heated kiss, hands tearing at each other’s clothes, their shared shame fueling the passion until it was scorching every cell in their bodies. Teeth clashed, noses bumped, breaths intermingled, the taste of coffee dancing on Joey’s tongue.

And when Henry’s hand wrapped around Joey cock, he felt like he had died and gone to heaven. He waited for the comments to come, a raised eyebrow or something, anything… but Henry didn’t seem to care that his hand dwarfed Joey’s cock considerably. All his fears had been for nought. He whined and just kissed Henry with even more fervour.

“Fuck, Henry,” he moaned as Henry’s fingers stroked the length of his cock.

The bastard just chuckled, pulling back to press their foreheads together. “Ever taken a knot?”

“W-what? No?”

“Do you want to?” Henry asked, his fingers moving to tease Joey’s rim, the sensation making Joey keen.

“I- fuck, yes. Jesus Christ! You’re trying to kill me....”

“Get on the bed,” Henry instructed, then whistled at the dog who had been sitting rather patiently by the doorway.

Joey did as he was told, pulling off the last of his clothes before crawling back onto the bed, eagerly awaiting whatever new delights that Henry had in store. Smirking, he watched as Henry stripped down, looking like a fucking god, and Christ, the size of his cock… Joey might never walk again.

But that wasn’t what really caught his attention. No, Henry had Kal by the scruff of his neck and was pulling him up onto the bed to join them. It didn’t take Kal long to understand what his owner was asking of him, and he happily let Henry guide him, his own long pink cock unsheathed.

“Fuck,” Joey breathed as he stared, transfixed as everything he knew about himself was suddenly turned upside down.

He wanted this… badly. He hadn’t just enjoyed the mindless lapping at his cock because he was horny. Fuck, no, it was more than that. He wanted it. The thought of Kal fucking him made his cock ache and he was sure he’d never been quite so aroused in all his life.

“Good?” Henry asked, tilting his head.

“Uh huh. Yup, very…”

“Good,” Henry murmured before capturing Joey’s lips in another kiss.

There was a click of the lube bottle, and he hissed as Henry’s finger pushed inside him. “More,” he whined, “I can take more. I- already…”

Henry growled, and in the next thrust, he was two fingers deep inside Joey, his lips moving to attack Joey’s neck. Teeth grazed against Joey’s skin, fire burning in his lungs as he tried to catch his breath, another hand wrapped around his cock.

“I- I, fuck!”

“God, you’re perfect.” Henry’s words caught in Joey’s neck, his collarbone, his chest. “You fit so beautifully in my hand.”

Joey keened as Henry’s thumb ran along the head of his cock, the words tingling over his skin. “Please, Henry.”

“Shh, I’ve got you.”

Another finger slid inside him, the stretch a delicious burn that soon gave way to pleasure as Henry attentively opened him up, murmuring praise with every thrust of his fingers. His deep rich voice the bassline to the melody of Joey’s gasps and moans that filled the room.

“There you go, good boy, come on Kal. He’s ready for you,” Henry finally said.

“Oh, oh cock!” Joey panted, biting against his own hand to try and stop himself from cumming.

They were doing this.

Fucking mother of god, they were really doing this.

Henry’s strong arms scooped him off the bed, flipping him with ease and guiding him onto all fours. He whined, fingers gripping at the already filthy sheets, head dropped forward so he could see his own cock red and leaking onto the bed. Kal’s nose was cold against his skin, but Henry didn’t let him sniff for too long.

“Up boy, come on,” Henry coaxed.

The weight of the dog almost had Joey collapsing back down onto the bed. Pain seared down his spine as the claws dug into his skin, but fuck he wanted more. He needed more, everything that he could get. Joey could do little more than close his eyes and hold on as Kal rutted against him, frantic and desperate until finally, oh god, finally, his cock pushed inside.

It felt strange, different to any other cock Joey had taken before, reminding Joey of just how filthy this was, forbidden, disgusting and yet so fucking good. Kal fucked like a man possessed, desperate, ruthless, uncaring, and Joey felt tears prick in his eyes. He needed to cum, already so exhausted and oversensitive, but yet he felt like he might explode if he didn’t cum again. He vaguely heard his own voice babbling, pleading, begging, Henry's voice a constant low growl in his ear, stroking and pulling at his hair.

He felt so full, and it was only getting worse with every thrust until he finally felt the pressure of Kal’s knot teasing at his hole.

Fuck.

Henry hadn’t been kidding.

He whined, hand desperately reaching out until felt Henry’s fingers lace with his own.

“So fucking, full,” he gasped.

“You’re doing so well, Joey, almost there.”

“Fuck!” he cried as the knot finally pushed inside him, the dog cumming harder and longer than any human. With just a single touch to his cock, Joey’s own orgasm burst through him, spilling over Henry’s hand as he struggled to stay upright, the energy draining from him.

“That’s it, well done,” Henry murmured and Joey wasn’t sure if he was talking to Joey or to Kal.

Kal continued to rut against him, working the cum deeper and deeper, leaving Joey to whimper pitifully as he hung off the dog’s knot, unable to move. By the time the knot finally released him, Joey was a mess, whining against Henry’s chest, covered in cum; Kal’s, his own, Henry’s. He felt thoroughly used and fucked out, dozing quite contently in Henry’s arms.

So maybe lockdown wasn’t quite so bad after all.

[therogueheart]

Petition for Henry and Joey to do what Misha Collins and Jensen Ackles said they'd do after the clusterfuck of SPN and just film The Witcher in Henry's backyard with costumes off Wish and Kal as Roach.

[nkp1981]

Joey Batey and Henry Cavill at 'The Witcher' premiere in London and Warsaw in Dec 2019

[superherocaps]

Artwork by Joey Vazquez.

[wild-yonder]

my older brother and I bond over our respected love for Henry Cavill. Then we make fun of our other brother who is too proud to admit that Henry Cavill is a good looking man.