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My big brother was everything any man wanted to be: a true fucking powerhouse with a massive cock. His strength was incredible and they didn’t make shirts large enough to fit him properly. I remember one night a few months ago, after he came home drenched in sweat from a brutal chest workout, I asked him if he would start training me. He lightly pushed me down onto the couch, looked down at me, and said, “Why? You’ll never be as big as me. Just let your big brother be the man in your life. There’s a place for you little boys in this world.”
I was confused as to what he meant, until he put an immense, sweaty hand on his massive package that was bulging through his gym shorts and rubbed it obscenely. “still soft” he snickered as he watched my eyes bulge from the size of it. “for now that is” Like an innate understanding, I knew my place immediately.
I remember the first time I met Colton. I just thought he was a typical, dumb jock who happened to be my fiancée’s son. Little did I know, that Colton was a sinister, sadistic guy who was soon to be my step-son. When he found out what a lucrative career I had, he presented to me a list of demands. Being a typically assertive man, I dared to buck up to him, but he knocked me down to Earth real quick. The strength that lay dormant in his biceps would be enough to make any grown man piss his pants. So I did what any sensible man would do when a materialistic, sadistic step-son was making demands… I complied. New car? Check. New Jordans? Check. Fraternity dues and tuition paid? Check. I had to rearrange my own life to accommodate his demands, but I did, because he had shown me real quick what would happen if I didn’t.
Total alpha male and he knows it. He could violently rape you and steal everything you own and make it his. He could pulverize you and impregnate your wife and daughters. He could suffocate you between his muscular ass. He could whoop your ass with his belt in public if he wanted. Instead, he’s going to do the cruelest thing of all: show off his immense masculine beauty in front of you without permitting you to event touch his greatness.
15 year old guy. Can you even imagine that you will fight him? He will be stronger for sure and crush you in his big muscular arms. Squeeze your chest in a bearhug. Your head in his biceps crushed like a nut.
“You like this, faggot? You wanna kiss these biceps before I make bloody mashed potatoes outta your ugly queer face with my fists? You know something, faggot? I think you should be dead. I think I’m gonna make you dead. You think you deserve to be dead, faggot? You want a straight Alpha dude like me to do the job? Tell you what, faggot, maybe for today we’ll just start out slow and mess up that nasty queer face of yours. Yeah that’s what we’ll do for today. We’ll break up that ugly faggot face so nobody will know who the fuck you are… c'mon you pathetic sick cocksuckin’ homo… you come over here and you kiss on these straight biceps, and then we’ll get started curin’ you of your disease…”
You don’t know where to look fag, check out my biceps or me grabbing my cock.
When Dad gets horny, he is unstoppable. He will crush any man who tries to stop his sexual tirade. He would usually use his thick quads to intimidate a young guy into sucking his cock while he got off on manhandling other guys with just his biceps. If I was around, he would command me to massage his wide feet until my fingers were sore. It was weird, because sometimes he would make all this happen in the middle of a lobby or hallway somewhere, but no one dared stop him .. not that they could.
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-I told you bro,, you are done !! And NoW de winner fuck to the loser !!!
-Ho no… p..please!! I want the revenge
-well .. if you want… time to crush you in my bearhug and you will not survive!!
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The muscle god easily lifts you in his arms. Just a little squeeze and you feel like your ribs will collapse. He smiles as he sees you grimace in pain. “I’ve only just started little man…..
Let’s get one thing straight. I would absolutely murder you if we ever threw hands. So pick up my sweaty gym clothes, go wash them for me, and quit bitching before you get into something you can’t get out of.
He’s going to fuck your wife, over.. and over.. and over again. If you interrupt, he’ll hurt you bad. First he’ll start with some ‘playful’ punches, then he’ll move in with the bearhug, and finally the devastating rear-naked chokes. If you’re still moving after that, he’ll just wail on ya until you aren’t. All the while, your wife will be trembling from the repeated orgasms that he gave her, like you never did.
New Rules Ch. 1 (m)
fratboy!Jungkook smut/angst
Word Count: 12,623
“Jeon Jungkook just friend requested me on facebook. Huh.”
“What?” Your roommate snaps up in her seat, frozen for a split second, before she’s rushing across the room to throw herself on your bed, “Are you serious?!”
You nod and numbly show her your laptop, where the little notification glows in the corner of your screen, “What does he want from me?”
“I have no clue,” Mijoo says with genuine bewilderment, “Have you ever even spoken to him before?”
“He’s in my writing seminar,” you explain, “It’s an 8 am class, so I see him about once every two weeks when he turns in assignments.”
Mijoo’s lips twitch at that description, “Typical Jeon.”
“Yup. And I wouldn’t have noticed either, but it’s a small class, and the girls always go crazy preening themselves on the day our papers are due… I nearly suffocated in their perfume last time. Such a nuisance… Seriously, what does he want from me?”
“I really can’t think of anything,” Mijoo says as she scratches her head, “Have you posted a bikini photo recently?”
“Pssht. Not where my future employers can find me.”
“Hmm. Maybe your profile photo has a lot of cleavage?”
“I’m wearing a raincoat!”
“Then I really don’t know why he would’ve friended you.”
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Are you sure you want to wrestle with me, little fag? You barely reach my shoulders and your weak arms are ridiculous compared to my 21” guns.
However, beating the shit out of you is the best way for you to acknowledge your inferior position against your Arab Master. Be ready to cum in your shorts while I’m holding you in my tight bearhug.
Young Justice: One Gifset Per Episode: Episode Two: Fireworks
James ‘Bucky’ Barnes THE FALCON AND THE WINTER SOLDIER
ALL HAIL THE SMUG JUG
Friday, January 12.
This jug is pretty, pretty smug.
And that there is the long and short of it. You either like it or you don't. Think what you want, the jug careth not. Just look at it
—#𝐈'𝐦 𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭'𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞
-:+°Genre : it's technically a cracfic but I'll say lime depends on what I write
-:+°Pairings * Byakuya/reader, Nagito/reader, Kokichi/reader,
-:+°Synopsis .» he marks you with a paint brush and black paint.
-:+°Implies // gn! reader, antagonist marking one of your anatomy parts not organs, licking, biting, hickey, 🤷, this came to my mind when i was reading a fic, jealousy, mentions of other characters, spoilers in Nagito parts but okay, possessive nature, i might to the protagonist or random characters that fits,
𝐁𝐲𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐲𝐚 𝐓𝐨𝐠𝐚𝐦𝐢 ♛
—✰┆ You always hangout with Makoto and/or Chihiro than you do with him. You were persistent and oblivious when it came to answering questions other gave you. It was about time he showed you where you belong, well, who you belong to.
"Oh, hey Byakuya." You said waving at him from light beyond afar. Without a warning he grabbed you by the shoulders and pushed you inside his dorm without saying anything in the process. "Hey Byakuya, what's going on?" You asked as he went into his closet to pull out a can of paint along with a brush.
You were confused as hell too why he pulled you in his room.. just to pull out paint..
"Get on the bed and lay on your back." He said with no emotion clear in his face.
"H-huh!?" You had mental shock all over.
"Do I need to repeat myself?" He said tapping his feet in a rythme like pattern.
"N-no, not at all." You said walking towards the bed, laying on your back as you were told too.
You looked at the opposite direction from where he was standing since you were filled to the absolute brim with second hand embarrassment.
You felt the bed sink on both side of your hips to see your boyfriend with his knees on both side of your waist. He was straddling you.
"Raise your shirt up," he said with the same face when he told you to lay on the bed.
You didn't want to disobey since he was a cruel person so you obligated his request and raised your shirt up not too high but above your stomach not showing your bosom.
'Looks like he's observing my stomach?' you mentally asked yourself.
He soon dipped the paint brush into the black paint that was on the floor, letting the access drip into the paint before drawing on your stomach.
It tickled so you started squirming around.
"Stop moving, i'm almost done." He said grabbing your waist with his unoccupied hand to stop you from moving.
"Mnn." You mumbled trying to keep in a laughter.
From what you can tell he was writing his name and a price?
Was he planning on selling you or setting a bounty on you? You seriously started to panicking.
"W-what are you doing 'Kuya?" You said but you knew what he was doing so you asked just to clarify your claim.
"I'm marking what's mine."
𝐍𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐭𝐨 𝐊𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐞𝐝𝐚☘︎
—✰┆Nagito is a quick jealous individual from what you learned from his body language. He was sick, and tired of you hanging out with Hajime than with him most of the time. He doesn't want too loose you to that talentless rat, he already lost three people, well one not fully human. You were an intimidating person but would get soft overtime with certain people.
"Hey, what's up Nagito," you said giving him a low wave as you stood in front of him. Without a single warning he lifted you and threw you ober his shoulder. To what you thought, he was bringing you to his dorm. You were right but you thought he just wanted to cuddle with you. But oh boy, you were wrong.
When you got a chance, you saw he had paint with a brush on top, well slanted within the paint.
He sat on his bed, with you still on his shoulder before pulling you down by your thighs which made you sit on his lap. He started to stare intently into your eyes mumbling something that wasn't intelligible to you.
"Lift your shirt." He said tugging at the hem of your shirt.
"Eh!?" You were in complete shock from what he was saying.
"I though we wer-" "I said, lift your shirt." He said holding the paint brush into his hand.
"I- okay, fine," you said rolling your eyes while lifting your shirt.
He was observing your stomach to have an angle. He started writing on your stomach which tickled which caused to you to move the slightest.
"Stop moving will you?" He said looking up and pausing his writing.
"S-sorry, Nagito." You stuttered.
He was finished writing from what you thought since you didn't feel the brush write on your stomach. That's not until he drew a upside down heart?
"There," he said proudly from his work. "Stand up so I can get a better view.
You groaned but stood thinking he would force you upon something if you didn't stand up.
"Okay, what the hell did you write on me!" You yelled, you asked that since you couldn't see what was written in your perspective.
"I wrote my name, and a heart to show my love for you." He said.
"But why!" You yelled at him still holding your shirt up.
"I'm marking what's mine.”
𝐊𝐨𝐤𝐢𝐜𝐡𝐢 𝐎𝐮𝐦𝐚♧
—✰┆ He may act all tough and hard, but when he see his well know significant other hanging out with others than him, his mask starts to slip and he goes into a rage of jealousy.
He hates ot when you hangout with Kaito, his quote 'best friend '. He thinks your hanging out with him is because your getting annoyed of his silly antics and tricks he plays, but he keeps second guessing himself when it comes to mind.
He always had those crocodile tears when you said you have to go somewhere or overseas.
"Y/N-SAN WHY ARE YOU AVOIDING ME!?" he said yelling into your ear as he jumped onto your back which caused you too stumble a bit.
"I'm not even avoiding yo-" "Nevermind that! Let's go!" He chimed grabbing your hand leading you to god knows where.
You enter his dorm room and saw a can of paint with a brush on the side of it. 'I never guess Kokichi would be into painting.' you thought as you sat on his bed.
"Okay Y/n, raise your shirt will you?" He said tilting his head and giving you a irritated like closed eye smile.
"Hm? Why?" You were completely confused.
"Sigh, just do it for me will you?" He said sighing, his cold breath hitting your chest.
As he said, you obeyed, lifting your shirt up. At one chance you flashed Kokichi.
You saw him dip the paint brush into the black paint, letting the access drip off as he walked back towards you. Without a single warning he pushes you onto your back and started painting on your stomach?
"Uhh, what are you doing?" You asked, you weren't given a clear view of what he was doing.
"I'm almost done Y/n-san," he said woth his tongue sticking out of the corner of his mouth.
"There!" He chimed looking at the work on your stomach he did.
"Something's missing.." he mumbled placing his index finger and thumb on his chin. "Aha! I know," he chimed again.
You soon felt pain in your neck area. He was hovering around that area so you figured he bit their. You hissed in pain as he bit down. After he was done he started licking your neck whoch caused shivers to run down your spin.
"Now it's perfect!"he said dropping the brush as he clases his hands together.
"Uhh, why is this on my stomach?" You asked tilting your head.
"Ugh, I'm just marking what's mine,"
I left you with three cliffhangers 🌝
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