Author: practicalpangolin

hypnopup:

“Nathan? Chase? What the fu—”

“Bad boy! No bark.”

My mouth clamped closed—but not before a small, pathetic whimper escaped my throat. What the hell was going on. Last thing I remembered, I was playing video games with my brother and his faggy friend, Chase, and now…

“Look at him down there. He’s practically drooling.” Chase waved his hard cock in front of my face. “Dumb mutt must want a taste.”

My little brother reached down to scratch me under my chin. “Is that right, boy? You want to lick your owner’s big cock?” I felt my head go fuzzy. I… I couldn’t help it. I leaned into his hand… then into his cock, taking a big whiff of his junk. My whole body shuddered. Nathan stood back up, dick harder than ever now.

“This is Chase. Your new master. You body checked him into a locker last week and called him a faggot, remember? So I thought I’d let him have a little fun with you.”

It was getting harder to focus. I looked up at Master—I mean Chase—who was grinning down at me from my place on the floor. I couldn’t take my eyes off his thick, swinging dick. I felt my ass sway side to side, my hardening dick bouncing off my thighs. 

“Aw, I think he likes it. Good boyyyyy,” said Chase. He took a step closer and that’s when I caught it—the heady musk coming off his balls. My tongue fell out of my mouth as I inched closer to his cock, panting for more.

“Not so powerful anymore, are you big man? Just a horny little fuck puppy for your master to use.”

Jesus fuck, what was happening. My master? This underweight, dick sucking freshman? No. Not him. Anyone but hi— 

God, his balls smelled amazing. So big. Full. Masculine. Strong. 

I couldn’t wait a second longer—I dug my face full on into his taint, lapping excitedly at every inch of skin. I felt his cock bounce against my head, getting precum in my hair. I started sniffing and slurping my way up, about to taste his cock when:

“Ah ah ah…” Chase said, pushing me off. “If you want to lick your master’s cock, you have to beg.”

I snapped onto my haunches, hands folded at my chest, tongue out, my hard dick bobbing in front of me—completely on display. Whatever master said.

“Good boy.” My dick twitched, almost shooting all over master’s feet. Master smirked down at me, waving his cock in front of my face. “Now get to work.”

Huh. This is more of a turn on than I expected. Not sure from which part, which is also interesting.

mutabear:

I found this cool pair of jeans at the thrift store. They were just my size, and looked like they would fit me like a charm. For only ten bucks it was quite a deal, so I paid the woman at the counter and left. I tried them on as soon as I got home, noting how they contoured around my calves and ass perfectly. The only problem was they felt a little uncomfortable around the crotch.  I unzipped the crotch and let my cock out, sighing in relief.  Obviously these jeans were perfect.  I got up, large cock bouncing in front of me, and went downstairs to show my roommate.  He looked at me like I was crazy for half a second, then relaxed.

“Nice new jeans bro”, he said, playing with the crotch of his board shorts.  Soon he had his fly undone and pulled his fat uncut cock out.

“Yeah man, they are a perfect fit.  They were a little tight in the groin area, but I think that’s not really an issue.”

“Truth.  I was thinking of going over to the frat house, see what’s going on there.”

“All right man, have fun.”  I grabbed his cock and gave him a few strokes in farewell.  As my roommate left, I saw him bump into a pair of toned guys out jogging.  They took one look at my roommate, then one took out a pocket knife.  With a few quick cuts both of their athletic shorts had cock slits in them, and they resumed jogging, letting their dicks bounce in the sun.  I smiled, admiring their bodies, before I figured I should give these jeans a wash before wearing them out.  I checked the tag for washing instructions, but it just had the brand name, something foreign called Coxhex, so I figured that a normal wash was fine.  I spent the time cutting slits into all my old pants with a short knife in the kitchen, and by the time the laundry was done I was ready to go out in my new jeans, half hard cock proudly displayed for all the other men to see.

Huh. That’s a boner maker.

susiephone:

someone: wow i can’t believe kesha’s actually good now!

me, externally: haha, yeah, her new stuff is incredible

me, internally: her stuff has ALWAYS been incredible. just because her old stuff was more party and dance music and used autotune and was marketed towards teenage girls doesn’t change the fact that her lyrics have always been clever, heartwarming, and just plain fun. even if her old music wasn’t personally your cup of tea, you can’t pretend that she hasn’t always been a talented musician with a great voice – y’all talk like she didn’t release stripped-down versions of her old music with no autotune years ago, PROVING her voice is amazing. animal, cannibal and warrior had so many bops on them, so many uplifting party songs, and from the very beginning, she has been subverting and satirizing the drunken party girl image her label built up for her. and let’s not even get into the fact that she has a genius level iq, and is an all-around great person and has always been outspoken about human rights, and is an inspiration for abuse survivors everywhere, and,

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ectoimp:

skysinger-musings:

thanks-for-the-scarf:

gojiro:

Fun Vampire Fact; the reason that Vampires traditionally cannot see their reflections in a mirror is because mirrors used to be backed with a reflective layer of silver — which, as the metal of purity, would not ‘interact’ with Vampires, who are the Devil’s work.

However, modern mirrors have used aluminum as their reflective backing for many years now — and aluminum is not a ‘picky’ metal at all. So Vampires are able to see their reflections in modern mirrors.

All I can think about is a vampire used to not seeing their reflection in mirrors for centuries, and one day they are just walking along and unknowingly pass a mirror backed with aluminum and THEY NEARLY SHIT THEMSELVES.

And film was exposed using silver in the emulsion fluid for old photographs. But with more advanced photographic technology and things like digital cameras theres no need to use silver in the printing process.

I can imagine old vampires being super into selfies because they never got to keep pictures of themselves before.

metabods:

Incubus 2 – by MorguntheOrc

“I’m figuring out this tonguecock business…and getting jealous along the way….

What I figure for this bro right here is that he’s at least half demon (incubus), and he has a boyfriend with a great ass that gets serviced by his tongue way more than his “normal” cock. Lucky dog.

Daniel sounds like a good name. Say hi to Daniel; the baseball-playing, surfboarding, gains-a-lisp-when-he-gets-turned-on, tongue-cocked demon!”

Yes. Oh yes, very jealous here.

Source: furaffinity.net