Beta Test. I've been toying with the idea of improving my writing by reblogging porn and writing commentary on it. I will be updating as I go along. For now you shall have to deal with the dinosaur pic and a basic layout until I figue out how to get/make better ones. We'll see how it goes.
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Greenjoseph - Fuck Yeah, Real Men - Tumblr Blog
Cute muscle boy. Disciplined muscle faggots are made to serve.
He breathed heavily as his heart furiously pumped blood throughout his body; his muscles filled with oxygen and he could feel them protrude through his clothes. He had just finished his workout, and he felt so alive; yet he couldn't help but feel...empty. By all standards he was an ideal man: attractive, fit, well endowed, intelligent with a successful career, and he had a beautiful woman at his side whom he loved dearly. It was an ideal life indeed, one which many men aspire to obtain; it just wasn't his. Deep down he had always known the void he felt would only be filled by serving a man like himself. What he would give to find a man like himself to drop down and serve unconditionally.
He lifted his shirt, and snapped a picture of his muscled and well defined body to send to his girlfriend. He wasn't alone in that room and he knew full well that the faggot in the corner was watching him do it in a way only a faggot would. How could something that resembled a man be such a pussy; he would never understand. Disgusted, he marched over to the faggot and condescendingly said, "I look good don't I?" Realizing he'd been caught, the faggot froze. Grabbing him in a choke, the faggot was asked again,"You've been asked a question by a superior man faggot; I look good don't I?" Frightened, the faggot softly answered "Yes." The man slapped him in the face, "Yes, what?" Without thought the faggot quickly self corrected, and in a louder manner this time he responded, "Yes sir." Satisfied, the man put the faggot down and shoved him away; he had just added another whore to the collection.
Look bruh, this is all I have to do and all the fags come begging to get used.
Sometimes I even choke them long enough right before they pass out to see the pathetic look of panic in their face as they make a futile attempt to breathe.
It makes me shoot a load down their throats...And the most pathetic thing about it is they always come back.
Hmph, he scoffed as he heard how ridiculous the faggot sounded making demands.
"Stupid faggot, you're going to have to learn some manners; now shut the fuck up and bend over so a real man can fuck them into you."
Having been denied of any confidence the fag may have thought he had, all the faggot could do is look up at the big superior muscled man in front of him, as the real man's effortless and domineering gaze broke him. It took everything inside the faggot to muster a "Yes sir."
Then God said, “Let us make man in our image, in our likeness, so that they may rule over over all the creatures that move along the ground.
So God created man in his own image, in the image of God he created them.
God blessed them and said to them,“Be fruitful and increase in number; fill the earth and subdue it. Rule over every living creature that moves on the ground.
And with this mandate man stepped out of the waters and took what is rightfully his; ruling over every fag that is lucky enough to be dominated by him; filling them with the seed of life; and using them as he sees fit.
And with that, every fag that lives and serves a man fulfills his intended role.