Beefy Gay - Tumblr Posts
I rly didn't intend for this to be this long as I try to keep these medium length....but this man just.... whew! I think it's worth the length tho if ya ask me! Anything for this Beefcake 🤤
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"Morning son," your Mom's boyfriend said from the table in his robe, reading the paper, "Iced, today please," he said.
"Morning, Dan" you grumbled, making your way over to the counter and turning on the coffee pot. You tired since were never usually up this early, but your Mom was away this week for work, and she'd told you that if you were going to sit around without a job in your 20s, you'd better help around the house and take her place for the week if you wanted to stay there. So here you were, making the morning pot of coffee. You also hated when he called you "son" ... this guy had only been around a few months, and you weren't some kid looking for a bond with him. Your Mom wanted you to be close so she could have her little happy family. It was weird. To you, he was just another in a long list of boyfriends that came and went. He'd be gone soon, too. Even if he was actually a hot one, for once. Your Mom usually dated some odd looking guys, but this one was alright. So you'd do your work to stay there, but they could count this playing "House" crap out. No sitting around with him watching old movies like she asked him to or trying to understand sports. So boring. You would do your chores and then go out to do your own thing
The coffee finished and you poured it out, walking it over to him, but your hand slipped, spilling a dark splash of coffee all over his white robe.
"Shit! I'm sorry."
"It's no problem," he said, "Just glad I had it iced!" he said with a laugh, making light of the situation. "Just let me get this in the wash before it stains," he said as he walked into the laundry room just off the kitchen. You heard the lid open and some rustling, then silence followed by footsteps.
"Do you know how to turn this thing on?" he asked from behind you.
When you turned around, the sight of him made you freeze yet flush with heat. He'd pulled his robe off and was standing in front of you in nothing but a pair of briefs. Baggy shirts usually hid his frame, but now he stood in front of you, towering in the doorframe, chest beefy but tight; biceps bulging with every movement; long, muscular legs exposed up to those briefs. Those huge briefs because, you realized he himself was ... huge. You thought of fitting those briefs over your head, how they would drape over you with room to spare, the smell filling your nose-
Ewwww! What’s wrong with me… why would I think that?!
But still you stared at his size. His big body. His big briefs. How even though they were huge, he totally filled them out. Even though he was clearly soft right now.
You realized you'd been quiet for an awkwardly long time. "Yeah," you said with a laugh, "I was just trying to remember if I knew how."
You walked over and started to turn on the machine when you felt him come up behind you. You felt the warm heat emanating from his big body enveloping you as he got closer. Washing over you in steady waves. Making it harder to think.
"Let me see how it's done so I know for next time," he said in his deep, rumbling voice.
Your hands fumbled for the knobs. You were about to show him when he took another step closer to you, placing his hands on your shoulders and peering over you to see what you were doing. But as he did that...the part of him that was protruding most made contact with the small of your back. If you felt warm before, it was like an injection of fire now as you felt him bulge pressing into your tiny frame. Warmth that you wanted to get closer to and made you feel a strange surge of affection for the burly man behind you. He was so big....so.....strong. Why should he do his own laundry?
"Don't worry about it, Da- Daaa- Dan" you said, your tongue tying up for some reason, "I'll handle it," but you felt like you had to go further, do more for him to show your affection, "You just go finish my cup of coffee. I'll make another for myself," you said before you realized what you were saying. Why were you so cool with him? But it just felt good to be. It felt good making him happy. Maybe you could get along with him after all.
"Good answer, son," he said, not moving his hand off you. You felt warmth flow through you at his words, at his approval. It felt so good. You wanted more.
"And for dinner tonight, there are leftovers, but you like steak right?"
"That's right. I always say a man needs fresh meat."
His grip on your shoulders tightened then relaxed, turning into a slow, rubbing massage as his huge hands rubbed your tiny body. You felt hazy. Drunk. But most of all, good. You leaned back, relaxing some of your weight into his big frame, fitting right into him. He didn't move away.
"Then we'll have steak. I'll make it just for you." you heard yourself saying robotically, like you were hearing it through a fog.
"That's great son, I appreciate that a lot."
It felt so good to hear the satisfaction in his voice. It was addictive. Everytime he praised you it was like something deep in you purred, wanting more and more. More of his approval. To offer more of yourself, of your time, to him in order to get it. He'd called you son, but this time you loved it. You wanted him to say it again and again and again.
"Your Mom told me about you. How you need a strong man in your life, but you push them away cuz they just come and go right, son?"
"Yes D- Da- Daaaaaa-N" you stuttered again, still hearing yourself through a fog.. What was wrong with you and why were you agreeing with him? A few minutes ago you still thought this guy was totally weird. But he was right. You just wanted a man to stick around. To be a stable, strong presence in your life. To protect you and hold you. You sank deeper into him. You wanted to be closer, physically and emotionally.
"Well you don't have to worry about that with me son. I'm here to stay. After dinner, wanna watch some movies with me?"
"Yes," you gasped desperately. You just wanted to be around Dan. To spend as much time with him as you could this weekend; laying on the couch with him in his briefs, making his coffee, his dinner. To make him smile and laugh and feed him. To be his good son and to let him be your Daddy.
"Da- Da- Daddy," you whispered, eyes closing, and he knew he had you as you sunk fully into him, letting your weight go as your mind and body submitted.
He caught your weight with his big, muscular body, arms wrapping around you, pulling you into his beefy chest. You felt the embrace of a real man for the first time and never wanted to let it go.
"That's right boy, Daddy's here. Daddy's got you."
His hands explored all of you now, moving over your smooth body and sending shudders through you. He trailed his ips on your neck, causing your head to fall back onto his shoulder as he kissed away all your tension, release flooding through you. Your ass began to grind against his thick bulge. He grinded back, sending a moan out of you.
"That's it baby. Give Daddy that ass. You promised Mommy you'd take her place this weekend, right?"
"Yes," you groaned with pleasure. your cock throbbed as you imagined sleeping curled in his arms after he fucked you all night. You needed him inside you. It was like feeling a void you'd always had but never noticed, but now that you were aware of it, you knew only his cock could fill it.
"Goooood boy," he said, turning you around. Your tiny skinny frame was enveloped by his massive meaty chest. Precum poured from your cock. "Look baby, you're the perfect height too."
He pressed your head forward and your mouth instinctually opened, latching onto his nipple without you having to squat down or raise up at all. At first you sucked cuz his strong arm held you there, but then you began to suck on your own, reveling in the feeling of Daddy's tits in your mouth. As you sucked away, wanting to taste and drink in his power, he picked you up and ripped a hole through your underwear with his bare hands. Your pale ass showed; he stroked your hole with his fingers. It gaped hungrily as you moaned again.
"You wanna let Daddy in, son, nice and deep? It would make me so proud."
Your body leapt at another chance to please him. "Yes Daddy, go in deep."
He forced a finger deep inside you, letting gravity push it deep into you. You howled in pleasure like his good little pup.
"Good boy," he said again. You felt like warm water was poured over you at his words. You had pleased Daddy. You pushed him deeper in you.
"You wanna know something, son?"
"What Daddy?" you whispered, staring up into his eyes, lost in them while you continued to suck Daddy's tit. He was so beautiful. You wanted to stare at him forever.
"The whole reason I started talking to your Mom at that restaurant was because I saw your perky little ass sitting with her. I wanted that little ass, to claim it as mine like I just did. And I knew it would be easy. I could tell you needed a man in your life boy. That you'd never had a Daddy, right?
"Right," you said, your eyes rolling back in pleasure as his finger drove deeper into you "But now I have you Daddy."
"That's right boy. You're gonna have the best weekend with Daddy, right? Why don't you start stroking your cock for me baby?"
You nodded as you obeyed, your hand moving to your throbbing cock that had been forgotten till now. More moans poured from your lips as you felt his warm embrace, the rhythm of his finger stroking you from the inside, the strength of his bulging arms holding you up as you sucked on his nipple.
"Now listen boy, you're gonna blow a big load for me when Daddy blows his inside you so you'll be mine, ok? Daddy's gonna tell you when you can come boy. But if we don't time it right it won't work, and you'll go back to not liking me after you cum. You don't want that, right boy?
"No Daddy," you said, still pressing into his muscled chest, "I want to be your boy. Make me yours, please," you begged. It just felt so ... good.
"I know boy," he said, kissing you on the forehead, "I'll all be over soon."
His finger slid out of you as he held you in both hands again, lowering you down onto the dryer. He slid his cock out of the slit in his birefs. His thick, meaty dick hung out of his pants and your eyes fixed on it. You wanted that cock to own you. To brand you. No hookup had ever made you feel this feeling. You wanted it to be inside you forever, making you feel nice and warm forever.
He scooped you back up and slid you onto it. It felt amazing; your back arched in pleasure as he fucked your tight little hole good. You moaned without any restraint now, screaming while his cock slid in and out of you, making sure you didn't cum until Daddy was ready. When you heard him say now, you released yourself too. You felt your own cum flood out of you as his flooded in, filling your empty spaces with his essence, making you his. Forever. He slid a butt plug in you.
"We're gonna keep that in there all weekend- except for when I add to it boy. By Monday you'll be mine totally. Just imagine how happy your Mom will be when she hears we can all be a family."
Those briefs are getting ready to pop.
Now up to 156 lbs. Soooo close to 160!
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Decided to show off my gains in the shower :)
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When I look down I can’t see my feet anymore ;)
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My belly needs some sun, doesn't it?
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Made another video on my patreon featuring my belly in some tight clothes, me stripping, and some dick
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The scale is creeping past 175 now! I decided to take some pics before my shower because I was feeling sexy. Nude ones are on the patreon
This belly is getting hard to hide now.
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stretch marks
wow, I’ve gotten so big I have stretch marks now. check out the video I made where I talk about them on my patreon
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