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goldensunkinkmeme) wrote2012-03-14 03:30 pm
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POST #1
Oh wait there's supposed to be more here, isn't there?
OH WELL.
Make sure you read the rules here, but otherwise, have fun!
When fills and requests start coming in, a post tracking them will be made. (◡ ‿ ◡ ✿)
OH WELL.
Make sure you read the rules here, but otherwise, have fun!
When fills and requests start coming in, a post tracking them will be made. (◡ ‿ ◡ ✿)
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(Anonymous) 2012-08-19 07:41 am (UTC)(link)Another DD protag notices, takes the lead, and tops the fuck out of him, much to Eoleo's surprise and (unexpected) delight.
Bonus #1: Multiple other DD protags notice, gangbang/orgy ensues.
Bonus #2: Psynergy used to perverted ends is always fun.
Other kinks are fine if you want, as long as they aren't messy or unhealthy.
Totally obvious anon is not totally obvious, what are you talking about?
Getting with the program NSFW
(Anonymous) 2015-02-02 09:42 am (UTC)(link)TAGS (SPOILERS ARE IN THE TAGS):
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Lots of Kinks!: Multiple Partners, Dubious Consent, Armpits, Sweat, Ropes, Bondage, Biting, Minor Pain, Cum Eating, Bareback, Body Hair, Minor Objectification, M/M, Improper use of a Candle, Blindfolds, Delay Kink, Possibility of being Caught, Domination/Submission, Stereotypes being Crushed, Masturbation, Fantasizing, Harem Tendencies, Kink Discovery, Devirginizing
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So Eoleo knows that being a pirate means he should be getting wenches.
Theoretically.
The thing is, he's never had time for anything more than his right hand... or his left, depending. And as if that wasn't embarrassing enough, then being locked up in a cage that was public did nothing to to lower his frustrations. Not that he had anything against masturbating to an audience necessarily, but he'd rather it not end with his captors deciding that they should neuter him.
And then he's rescued by some of the most attractive people he's ever met.
Okay so he'll admit it, pirates aren't that sexy. Between scurvy and venereal diseases, not to mention the fact that he'd be unable to look any of them in the eye because they all knew his family, it hadn't been worth it.
It's sadly not worth it now either, fate of the world and all that. Still, he does have eyes.
Sveta is oddly the first one he notices. Maybe it's how different she is from her brother... but she's striking is a sad, silent, capable, distant way. Learning she can read his mind makes him glad he was somewhat off-put off of all beastmen after his capture. Claws near his junk is a no.
Amiti is second, because he is apparently the type who like to look at unobtainable royalty. He wonders if Amiti is also a virgin, if his pubic hair is blue, and if he's loud when he comes.
He also wonders if Karis is green down there, but something about her personality makes it seem like too much work to try.
Reif is not his type at all, which leaves Matthew and Tyrell. From what he understand though, they're together, which is both amazing and horrible.
It's amazing because it gives him spank bank material for a long time, but it's bad because it means he won't be getting any, even after they save the world. Assuming they don't die.
Matthew is quiet. He's pretty in an understated handsome way. He's good at cooking, steering, and has eyes that Eoleo wish he'd seen first. He keeps imagining them watching him when he's jerking off--something he finds himself doing a lot these days. It would make him more awkward if he wasn't used to playing poker with his crew.
Tyrell is an annoying little shit, but he is strong. And shameless. Eoleo did not know muscular men were his type at all, always finding his eyes straying towards pretty people, people with slight builds. Tyrell has no problem unknowingly indulging his voyeurism, taking his shirt off in the sun and showing off his chest with it's perfect nipples that Eoleo can't help but picture pierced, his bulging arms, and his bright treasure trail that makes Eoleo's mouth water. He's even managed to see his dick once or twice. Thick and surrounded with orange, it drives Eoleo crazy with the thought of how it will taste... and smell. On a normal ship, bathing is not easy, and the water adepts change that only slightly when they're all concerned about monsters and healing. Eoleo is used to the smell more than the rest of them, but finds that the idea of Tyrell's sweat clinging to his balls and the crack of his ass is not unappealing, even if the shock of his own predisposition for such a thing is surprising.
Matthew never takes his clothes off, in stark contrast to Tyrell. The mystery of having one half of the equation is starting to drive Eoleo a bit crazy, and his dick a bit raw. That and he might be staring more than he should.
Still, picturing how Tyrell fucks Matthew is a solid pastime, right next to wondering if he could fuck Tyrell--after all, the strong guy fucks the weaker one--or maybe if he could get Tyrell to share Matthew? He can't picture Matthew moaning, but he does picture Matthew staring at him as he sinks onto his cock, Tyrell's cum leaking out of him. He wonders if he's bigger than Tyrell, and then he wonders what Matthew is packing, and then he wonders if either of them would even be interested in him anyway, as he's more rugged and hairy than either of them.
In short, by the time Himi joins their little brigade he's obsessed with two men and jerks off so much he's always a bit more rank than he'd like.
But not, apparently, more than Matthew.
He's just taking inventory in the bowels of the ship and is in the main as a door to a equipment closet opens. Matthew steps out, sees him, nods, business as usual, except Eoleo is staring at the rope in his hand. Then Eoleo looks up, past Matthew, right as the door closes.
Tyrell is tied up, hanging from the ceiling, rock hard, blindfolded, and seems to have a wax candle plugging his butt--one that is lit.
The door closes and Eoleo goes suddenly rock hard. His mind focuses on the thought that Tyrell... Tyrell might be the one taking it. Getting fucked. Tyrell who is physically powerful, who wouldn't let someone... dominate him.
Would he?
The idea is a bit world shattering, and a lot arousing, and he can not look at Matthew right now.
The boat rocks. He has half a second to curse Amiti for not supervising Himi learning to steer before he's thrown forward, bracing himself against the door, Matthew wedged uncomfortably close and his face practically buried in his underarm hair.
Eoleo meets Matthews eyes and freezes.
Matthew inhales, his eyes boring into Eoleo, pupils widening, his dick--now against Eoleo's thigh--pulses. Matthew lets a breath out of his mouth, the exhalation making Eoleo shiver, and inhales again, through his nose. Matthews dick pulses again and Eoleo find his own cock can, in fact, get harder.
Before he has time to contemplate anything else he finds himself shoved back, psynergy knocking him to his knees and then suddenly winding rope around his wrists, pinning them behind his back.
Open mouthed, he doesn't resist when Matthew drags him by his hair close enough to rub his clothed dick over his face.
"This psynergy is called Lash." Matthew says, something in his tone commanding. Eoleo looks up. Matthew stares down at him, lust and something darker in his eyes. "If you want to, I'm sure you can burn your way out of it." He grips Eoleo's hair and tugs him back. "Close your mouth." Eoleo does without thinking. Matthew smirks.
It's such a dark expression that Eoleo finds himself both shocked and aroused. To think that Matthew-
"Burn your clothes."
"What?"
Matthew slaps him. Hard. Eoleo should not be aroused by that.
"No talking unless I say so. Tyrell may have earplugs in, but if we do this it will be with whimpers as the only thing coming out of your mouth. Understood?"
Eoleo opens his mouth, then rethinks and shuts it, nodding instead. "Good, maybe next time I'll let you watch me fuck Tyrell if you're good. I know you'd like that, the way you watch us." Eoleo actually blushes at this. Matthew chuckles, then his expression turns hard. "Burn your clothes. I won't tell you again."
The clothes are not his usual armor, just some sleep clothes. Loosing this pair will be fine, except he will having nothing to wear back to his cabin. Matthew could leave him here naked if he wanted. Eoleo knows it's a way for Matthew to be in control. He doesn't know why, but the idea sends fire racing across his nerves. He concentrates and lets that fire out. Controlling it so it doesn't burn his hair or the ropes is tricky, but in the end he is on his knees, hard cock tick and dripping, completely vulnerably naked, in front of Matthew.
"Good," Matthew says, voice thick as he stares at Eoleo's bare body. "Stand up."
Eoleo does, and the rope moves, snaking it's way around his body and maneuvering him into--well--if Eoleo wasn't so hard he'd be pretty embarrassed. His hands and held up above his head, the rope latching onto a ceiling beam--something that makes Eoleo wonder how often Matthew comes down here--his body is crisscrossed with the rope in a diamond pattern that definitely emphasizes his large dick and pecs. Matthew gets more rope from somewhere and then his legs are being spread apart, feet still on the ground, so he's leaning back. His dick is on display, as are his balls. The first rope digs into his crack, rubbing over his hole, and he does whimper, his dick twitching. Matthew moves behind him, and the second and third ropes are suddenly pulling the first rope apart to frame his ass.
Matthew walks around him, his gaze defiling, before smiling. "Be right back. Don't. Move."
He goes into the closet, and Eoleo admits that having Tyrell see him like this is not unappealing but not what he wants. Not that he knows exactly what he does want. He has the feeling like he's in over his head.
And then he hears what can only be Tyrell moaning. It's loud. If he's this loud all the time, no wonder they'd do it down here. Or--and Eoleo feels himself get hotter at the ides--is he being loud because Matthew told him to be? For Eoleo? He has to refocus his eyes and is met with the sight of his dick literally dripping wet. The rope feels way too good and yet not enough and Eoleo clenches his ass, frustrated and dizzy, as Tyrell orgasms. Tyrell sounds like he's sobbing and Eoleo find his teeth clenched around a whine, fighting coming himself.
He does not want this to end so soon.
Matthew comes out without Tyrell, carrying a cloth. He looks Eoleo up and down, and Eoleo knows he's panting like he's in heat, his cock wetter that ever, and he's flushed too. Matthew walks over to him.
"Open your mouth." Eoleo realizes he's going to be gagged. Swallowing, he does as ordered, eyes widening when he sees the fabric.
It's a loin cloth and he can tell from the sweat marks that it's well used. It's also wet with Tyrell's load, which is placed in Eoleo's mouth. The bitter salty flavor is almost too much, and he fights his balls drawing up. Matthew manages to tie it so that part of it is covering his nose.
Eoleo inhales.
Eoleo shakes.
Tyrell must have worn this a lot without washing it to become this rank. Eoleo can't help but wonder if he was ordered to, by Matthew, thinking of how Matthew reacted to his own scent. To be honest, Eoleo can smell why.
It's rank, it's nasty, and it's Tyrell. He moans, eyes closed, hunching so his dick fucks the air.
Next thing he knows his legs are the thing in the air. He opens his eyes in alarm to find himself spread out, ass on display, pits on display, everything on display for Matthew.
And then, right as he thinks Matthew is going to do... SOMTEHING, Matthew doesn't. Instead, Matthew takes off Eoleo's Boots. His. Boots.
His feet aren't gross or anything, and he knows some guys are into that, but Matthew doesn't seems to be, he just seems to want him naked.
Matthew drops the second boot and then drops to his knees, staring up at Eoleo with challenge in his gaze.
Then he surges forward and buries his face in Eoleo's ass.
It's too much. Eoleo barely has time to think 'does he do this to tyrell?' before Tyrell's scent, the taste of his cum, the tensions of being bound, the feel of Matthews tongue, and the sudden arousing pain of his nipples being suddenly twisted--and then he's coming.
He passes out groaning and when he come back from seeing stars Matthew is naked, grinning at him, and leaning over to lick some of Eoleo's cum up. "I'm going to fuck you now." He says, in that matter-of-fact way he has, edged with something Eoleo thinks of as Conquer.
He didn't use oil, or his fingers, and although he feels Huge inside Eoleo knows he isn't. He also goes slow. It hurts, but by the time he's in all the way and using a cure, Eoleo is hard again.
Matthew leans over and bites a nipple and Eoleo thinks he just might like pain a lot more that he thought.
It's rough, and sweaty, and Matthew licks Eoleo's armpit in a way that should not feel as good as it does. Eoleo is never bathing again is all he has to do to get bent over like a wench is reach up and stretch when he's near Matthew.
Matthew bites and sucks his chest, leaving marks across his pecs to go with rope burn, and sniffs his pits. Whatever he's doing with his dick is nailing something inside of Eoleo head on and Eoleo realizes he moaning like he's a cheap whore.
Matthew growls, "Mine," and stares him in the eyes while driving his cock into him in such a way that Eoleo feels like he's somehow more naked then he is.
Matthew grins then, reaches up and pulls the gag down from his nose all while still fucking him, and then he reaches past--
Matthew's armpit stinks. It smells rank and heavy, and Eoleo arches up to bury his nose in it. And then Eoleo feels his ass clech around Matthew and he cums.
He feels Matthew's breath on his arm as Matthew's hips stutter into his, and then the heat and the orgasm get to him and he's dragged under.
A week later he find himself and Tyrell tied up again. This time to each other.
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(Anonymous) 2015-05-24 01:39 am (UTC)(link)I take it that's a good "Holy Shit".
So. You're welcome.
;D
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(Anonymous) 2015-05-21 12:27 pm (UTC)(link)So I guess I'm not the only one into this?!
I felt kinda self-conscious writing it... because this is like, guys going weeks without bathing to smell funky as a fetish. And I know a lot of guys into this are also into watersports, and I'm not. Maybe it's the pheromones? No idea. I'm glad you liked it!
And I hope you got off. :D
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(Anonymous) 2015-05-24 01:48 am (UTC)(link)But please tell me more. Ideas are welcome!
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(Anonymous) 2015-05-24 11:39 pm (UTC)(link)It's kinda gross, but I have a huge kink for balls, too. Big, heavy, fuzzy, and MUSKY balls just holy fuck make me go crazy. If you wrote something that went more into "that" region, I'd be all for it!
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(Anonymous) 2015-05-25 12:43 am (UTC)(link)Also I totally realized I could use the word small-clothes.
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(Anonymous) 2015-05-24 01:38 am (UTC)(link)Specifics would be appreciated, though. Please, be as specific as you want.
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(Anonymous) 2015-05-21 12:18 pm (UTC)(link)Re: Getting with the program NSFW (part 2!)
(Anonymous) 2015-05-21 03:07 pm (UTC)(link)Artist has two accounts (this one is SFW, but his NSFW is the reason I filled this... such good art. No, shut up, I don't care about your lack of self-worth, look at this: http://wellthisisjustterrible.tumblr.com/post/112070978671/ive-noticed-that-ive-been-neglecting-them this is AMAZING.) and my dick has decided that I need to write more on the off chance there ends up being art of it.
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Eoleo is a bit in shock.
Which is reasonable. Going from virgin to having a ton of kinks is probably supposed to be disconcerting. Armpits? Being tied up? Being fucked? Being bitten? Having a blindfolded and earplugged Tyrell eat Matthew's cum out of his ass? He wondered if Matthew had even told him who's ass he had eaten. Or maybe he guessed? Amiti and Reif were a bit more fastidious about their bodies, so-
And this is what lead to Eoleo jerking his dick in his cabin four hours after he'd been fucked--the possibility that Tyell had knows who's ass he was eating by Eoleo's fucking scent.
Well, that and Tyrell's rank loincloth with Matthew had gifted him, possibly to get back to his room since he had burned his clothes.
Eoleo was going to jerk off while sniffing it for weeks.
He'd been tempted to wear it actually. Mix their scents. He decided against it though, and instead picked a loincloth out of his dirty laundry.
He thought about picking one out as a cum rag, but... especially after Tyrell, he'd just eat his own. Practice. If Matthew and Tyrell ever wanted to go again.
To his frustration, neither of them approached him the next day. Or the day after that.
Eoleo was getting frustrated and a bit raw. Also a bit heady, in term of the scent of his bush. He'd been sticking his hands down into it and pulling them out to sniff in fingertips, or lifting up his arms and breathing in his own pits. He'd even bought shirts with long sleeves--ostensibly for the colder weather the often sailed into, but really because the plain cotton shirt he wore underneath it--with quarter length sleeves--would soak up his sweat.
All of it drove him crazy, and he'd be off to his room to furiously imagine what Matthew's dick looked like. It was frustrating that he hadn't even seen what was inside of him. What did his hair look like down there? Was he big? Were his balls heavy? Tight? Were his thighs thick?
It didn't help that he had no idea how built Matthew was under his coat. His pecs were surprisingly built and he remembered the trail of blond hair between them, spreading out sparely to cover the rest of his chest, reaching towards his pink nipples.
And his pits were short and light in color but so fucking dense. He recalled the feel of his nose in them. The cloying scent and the pressure in his ass, and Matthew's blue eyes staring at him. It had been too much and he'd spilled over, overwhelmed.
He also thinks on what Tyrell's pits--red and so fucking bushy--would smell like, or taste like, and how his own are denser and darker, and would he cum if Tyrell was licking one and Matthew the other?
It's a very trying four days. He might even start avoiding the two out of fear of popping boners.
Tyrell corners him on the night shift.
He walks up, all calm and talking about the weather, and then--
"So, wanna fuck me?"
Eoleo's head twist so fast it cracks a bit. The silence of the past four days almost convinced him it had been a one time only deal. Tyrell isn't looking at him, instead he's already taking his shirt off.
Eoleo can't bring himself to answer as he watches Tyrell shrug his top layer off, and his mouth goes dry, because underneath he's wearing a shirt like Eoleo is, except... this one is stained at the pits but even in the moonlight Eoleo can tell it's not just damp, it's discolored. And the shirt well, it's not much of a shirt. It covers Tyrell's pecs barely, and Eoleo can see the swell of the underside where the breeze lifts it up. Tyrell's entire midriff is uncovered.
Or it would be, if there wasn't red rope winding it's way around Tyrell's body, under his excuse for a shirt and into his pants.
Eoleo is very hard.
"Or I suppose I could fuck you if you wanted," says Tyrell, taking Eoleo's silence for something it's not. Then he turns and catches Eoleo's expression. He must see something because he grins. "I'd be okay with fucking you, but it would be a waste of Matthew's cum."
"His... cum?"
Tyrell grins brighter at his confusion, stripping his shirt off and showing Eoleo where the rope winds around his neck. It's not the pattern that was used on him. Instead the rope lifts Tyrell's pecs, and forms a long x over his abs reaching down into his red treasure trail. Tyrell's pecs may be hairless, but his trail reaches up past his belly button and spreads out over his abs--it's looks more like tyrell's bush just doest stop. Eoleo reaches out to trace the ropes buried in that fur, and Tyrell arches into it.
"Yeah," Tyrell says, a bit breathlessly. "His cum is inside me."
And then he drops his pants. He's not wearing underwear.
The rope circles his cock. His thick cock, which is shorter that Eoleo's but thicker, and the hair seems to climb onto the shaft. Tyrells' furry balls are also tied up, and the rope loops once around each of his thick thighs. Eoleo starts salivating at the hair, and the scent he can smell already coming from Tyrell, and the curiosity of what his back looks like.
He slides to his knees, buries his face in that bush, feeling Tyrell's cock brush his chin, and looks up at Tyrell when he inhales.
Tyrell's eyes go half mast, his pupils dilated, and his breath shaky. His body quivers and he pants open mouthed, reaching his arms up behind his head as if to show his pits off.
Yes--Eoleo thinks--yes, I'm going to fuck you while Mathhew's cum drips out along my cock. I'm going to bury my dick in your ass and my face in your pit, and when I cum in you I'm going to eat it all out. Other things flash through his head. Choking Tyrell with his dick, or with his hands while he rides Tyrell's dick. He strips off his clothes while thinking, watching as Tryell's eyes go wide when he sees the shirt he wears underneath.
He takes the shirt off and stands up to take strip everything else. He hands the shirt to Tyrell.
Tyrell practically shoves it into his face, closing his eyes and breathing in, his dick twitching with every inhale. He groans and Eoleo's newly freed dick twitches in return.
Tyrell's eyes open, and his shock and lust on seeing Eoleo's dick is gratifying.
Eoleo is in return shocked with, without preamble, Tyrell falls back, rolling, to end up with his feet in the air, ass up, hands clutch him cheeks open.
His crack is the only part of his ass that has hair, but it has a lot, even bisected by two ropes that come from his genitals. It smells different than the rest of him, darker somehow, when Eoleo kneels down to plant his face in those open cheeks.
He eats while listening to Tyrell groaning until he can taste what has to be Matthew's cum, holding the ropes apart the while, and then pulls Tyrells ass down to his dick. He watches his tip tease Tyrell's hole, his dick leaking precum as the entrance pulses open and shut. He watches it take his head, then looks up into Tyrell's eyes as he presses his entire body forward, leaning until he's buried to the hilt and can feel Matthew's wet load around him.
Tyrell's eyes are blown as he keeps eye contact. He looks wrecked, mouth open, face flushed red, whining as he take it. His dick is dripping, his nipples are pebbling from the nigh air, his arms are behind his head and the scent rising from them is so different from Matthew's surprisingly dark scent but the weird spicy must makes his dick pulse deep within Tyrell. He can feel the ropes dig into the base of his cock as he reaches his hand up to tangle with Tyrell's hands, and he leans forward and kisses Tyrell--the taste of Matthew still on his tongue.
It's his first kiss, teeth, tongue, and the fiant hint of semen, and his face still smelling of Tyrell's trench. It's amazing.
He pulls back, pulls his hands away, and starts fucking. He glances down at his dick to see the sheen of semen coating it, and then reaches up with his right arm above Tyrell, his other going behind Tyrell's head, and he forces Tyrell into his pit.
Tyrell moans louder, twisting his own right arm until Eoleo just need to lean forward to lick it--which he does--and the scent fills his nostrils and goes to his head like a drug.
They fuck like that, the slop of his cock and Both of their groans--Tyrell louder--filling the air.
And then Eoleo pulls his torso back, feeling his orgasm close, and rams his dick into Tyrell.
Tyrell shouts, surprised, and then moans long and torn as Eoleo continues to roughly fuck his ass.
Eoleo brings Tyrells legs to his shoulders, and uses his free hands to trail Tyrell's plaint body, tracing his dick, ticking his balls, winding into his bush, then up onto his abs.
He cups Tyrell's pecs, squeezing them, fucking shallowly, almost there, but trying to stave off orgasm. He pinches Tyrells pink, swollen nipples and--
Tyrll barks out a pleasured little shout, arching a bit. His eyes have gone coudly, and Eoleo draws his dick out until his head is the only thing in Tyrell.
He uses his thumb and forefinger to roughly pinch and twist Tyrell's nipples, draggin his own body and cock forward with the pull, slamming his dick in.
Tyrell shouts, his dick quivers, and then shoots, his eyes open but somehow broken in his orgam, his ass clenches up tight, and--
Eoleo has to clench his eyes he comes so hard. He has to wonder, hazily, if all his orgasms with these two will make him come close to passing out, as his dick pulses and fills his companion up, semen mixing with Matthew's.
The thought isn't a bad one.
He eats Tyrell out, and Tyrell cleans his lick off, and they kiss each other with the remains still in their mouths. It's sloppy, it's dirty, and it leads to Eoleo finding out that Tyrell's idea of a blowjob is burying a guys dick in his throat, not moving, swallowing, and fingering the guy until he comes, then pulling out so Eoleo shoots down his throat, in his mouth, and finally over his face.
It's a bit sad that Tyrell doesn't choke on dick, but it is hot to know that Tyrell while doesn't touch his own dick when he gives blowjobs he does like play with his nipples. And if he is playing with them he usually cums with the taste of semen flooding his mouth.
It's still not hot enough that Eoleo doesn't make him clean the deck.
Naked.
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(Anonymous) 2016-01-29 06:44 am (UTC)(link)It takes him less than a minute.
They're both completely naked, Tyrell is on watch, and Eoleo hasn't been given permission to cum since they left the ship.
Amiti is in the other tent, the one he usually shares with Reif. The knowledge that he could overhear adds an edge to this.
Not that Eoleo isn't on edge. They're coming back from Passaj, just outside the border of the eclipse, and Matthew--well--he...
Matthew's been making some changes.
So Tyrell and Matthew apparently like older guys. Which is good because Eoleo is in his early thirties and both these boys are sixteen, which is both hard to remember and something that worried Eoleo--well, and made him jealous. Sure he can orgasm just as much as Matthew wants due to healing but he wishes he had started when he was 16. Matthew is just possessively happy he was Eoleo's first.
"I'll be your last, too," he'd said, buried balls deep in Eoleo and staring at him softly. Eoleo would be embarassed he'd orgasmed at those words but they had been at it for four hours by that point and matthew must have been taken by the same thought because he came at the same time. (They both agree that Tyrell is the only acceptable substitute, but that goes without saying.)
Still, changes. It happened with all three of them in the same bed at the time. Eoleo had commented on the stubble Matthew seemed to be growing, Matthew had smiled, and Tyrell (who was sucking Eoleo and taking Matthew up inside him at the time) had dropped Eoleo's dick and said:
"Yeah Matt, trying to grow a beard like your dad?"
Matthew had paused mid fuck, turning his eyes down to Tyrell's grinning face.
"Would you like that?" He asked. "You like that Eoleo is older... would you like be fuck fucked by my dad?"
Tyrell's eyes went wide and he blushed, but his dick also definitely twitched too. Matthew made Tyrell call him Isaac that whole fuck. (Later Eoleo would learn that Isaac's appearance was around Eoleo's own age and a few things would click into place)
Tyrell and Matt got pretty into that roleplay, but well, Tyrell was jerking off to it too so he had no leg to stand on.
"And when I'm done with you," Matt (as Isaac) had whispered into Tyrell's ear, threatening but loud enough to Eoleo could hear, "I'll let your dad fuck next."
Tyrell's entire body seized, his face had been embarrassed but it was now guilty as he spent himself to the thought of his own father fucking him.
Matthew finished shortly after, curled up around Tyrell who was mortified, and then said, "It's the same for me. The reason I know I like the way guys smell at all is cause I nicked one of my dad's smallclothes after a long trip." Eoleo, who had been wanking furiously, spilled over at that.
On reflection is was kinda weird, because Briggs? Not something Eoleo Desired at all. But Matthew and Tyrell painted pictures of how hot their fathers were and eventually the one time Tyrell and Matthew watched them fuck. (And then they reenacted it with names and everything--still the only time Matthew has bottomed)
So Eoleo was curious what Matthew would look like with a beard. Tyrell agreed. Matthew had conditions.
Grow a beard like his dads and he could do one thing to each of their bodies that they would keep and maintain.
Eoleo--who had commented to Matthew a few days ago about piercing Tyrell's nipples only to find out that Matthew had no idea you could do such a thing--was pretty sure he knew where this was going and agreed. Which was why they had gone to Passaj (though Matthew had made up a better reason than that for the rest of the crew).
And then Matthew got Tyrell's nipples pierced.
And his own dick pierced.
And then--while Amiti was out and after some cure spells--he had fucked Tyrell in front of Eoleo doggystyle. Eoleo had almost cum because Tyrell had been so worked up by the piercing in him pressing new places and the fact that he almost came every time you played with his own, that well. Tyrell ended up coming three times in a quarter of an hour before Matthew came. Once on Eoleo's face, once on Eoleo's chest, once in Eoleo's bush bush inside of his smalls.
Eoleo did not cum.
Eoleo had stayed aching hard for a long time, and then they left Passaj without him getting a piercing and he was a bit confused.
But now outside of the eclipse, he buried his face in Matt's disgustingly rank bush and blasted into the palm of his hand after only ten furious strokes.
"Pent up?" Matthew asked calmly.
Eoleo rolled his eyes, then took another breath. He was still hard.
"Coat my dick in your cum," Isaac demanded.
Shivering with anticipation, he reached up to touch it. Matthew wasn't huge, but he wasn't small. He was just a smidge longer than Eoleo, not as thick anywhere but in the middle of his dick, and didn't leak as much as Eoleo or Tyrell. It was perfect for Eoleo though, and if rumors of Isaac were true it would probably grow more.
Eoleo bent over from a hand motion Matthew made, licking the residue from his palm then spreading his meaty ass.
"No, roll over," Matthew commanded, and when Eoleo did he was treated to the sight of Matthew completely stripping. It was rare to see him fully naked, but the scruff on his chin, the tight muscles, the hair trailing down from between his pecks like his dad's apparently did, how it darkened into that full bush, and those pits. The smell that filled the air made Eoleo practically vibrate with anticipation. Matthew hadn't thoroughly cleaned more than his ass in moths and it was glorious enough that Eoleo was dripping already.
Matthew noticed, before pressing his cum soaked dick into Eoleo. "Wet for me already?"
"You think your dad would smell like you?" Eoleo blurted.
Matthew involuntarily shoved his dick in all the way, eyes surprised.
It hurt. It hurt a lot. Eoleo choked back a moan and tried to hold back his orgasm, but only succeeded a little. He leaked a spurt of semen onto his chest. Matthew dragged his hand through it and fed it to him, keeping his hand there when he was done.
"If I get the chance to find out, you'll know," Matt said calmly, like his dick wasn't pulsing at the mention of his dad's armpits and bush. Maybe his ass. Eoleo wouldn't be surprised if Matthew would bottom for his dad, but he would probably prefer to top.
"Still," Matt said, "That's for another time."
Matthew then gagged him with Matthew's own shirt. The scent was old and funky and then Matt was licking up his sides into his pits, not moving his dick, and sniffing them when his tongue reached the hair.
Eoleo was ashamed that he busted again so soon. His ass clamped down. Matthew moaned, then cut it off with a huff, an intake of air from Eoleo's sweaty four week old pit stink, and then Matthew's dick was twitching madly as it unloaded into him.
"On all fours until Tyrell comes back, then take his load," Matt ordered.
Eoleo complied.
Later that night Tyrell and he mad out like that, clutching each other with Tyrell sheathed in him, Matthew's rank underwear pulled between them halfway through, the scent turning impetus for their climaxes.
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Re: Getting with the program NSFW (part 3!)
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The first time he gets his mouth on Mathhew, Matthew orders him to jerk off while sniffing his bush.
It takes him less than a minute.
They're both completely naked, Tyrell is on watch, and Eoleo hasn't been given permission to cum since they left the ship.
Amiti is in the other tent, the one he usually shares with Reif. The knowledge that he could overhear adds an edge to this.
Not that Eoleo isn't on edge. They're coming back from Passaj, just outside the border of the eclipse, and Matthew--well--he...
Matthew's been making some changes.
So Tyrell and Matthew apparently like older guys. Which is good because Eoleo is in his early thirties and both these boys are sixteen, which is both hard to remember and something that worried Eoleo--well, and made him jealous. Sure he can orgasm just as much as Matthew wants due to healing but he wishes he had started when he was 16. Matthew is just possessively happy he was Eoleo's first.
"I'll be your last, too," he'd said, buried balls deep in Eoleo and staring at him softly. Eoleo would be embarassed he'd orgasmed at those words but they had been at it for four hours by that point and matthew must have been taken by the same thought because he came at the same time. (They both agree that Tyrell is the only acceptable substitute, but that goes without saying.)
Still, changes. It happened with all three of them in the same bed at the time. Eoleo had commented on the stubble Matthew seemed to be growing, Matthew had smiled, and Tyrell (who was sucking Eoleo and taking Matthew up inside him at the time) had dropped Eoleo's dick and said:
"Yeah Matt, trying to grow a beard like your dad?"
Matthew had paused mid fuck, turning his eyes down to Tyrell's grinning face.
"Would you like that?" He asked. "You like that Eoleo is older... would you like be fuck fucked by my dad?"
Tyrell's eyes went wide and he blushed, but his dick also definitely twitched too. Matthew made Tyrell call him Isaac that whole fuck. (Later Eoleo would learn that Isaac's appearance was around Eoleo's own age and a few things would click into place)
Tyrell and Matt got pretty into that roleplay, but well, Tyrell was jerking off to it too so he had no leg to stand on.
"And when I'm done with you," Matt (as Isaac) had whispered into Tyrell's ear, threatening but loud enough to Eoleo could hear, "I'll let your dad fuck next."
Tyrell's entire body seized, his face had been embarrassed but it was now guilty as he spent himself to the thought of his own father fucking him.
Matthew finished shortly after, curled up around Tyrell who was mortified, and then said, "It's the same for me. The reason I know I like the way guys smell at all is cause I nicked one of my dad's smallclothes after a long trip." Eoleo, who had been wanking furiously, spilled over at that.
On reflection is was kinda weird, because Briggs? Not something Eoleo Desired at all. But Matthew and Tyrell painted pictures of how hot their fathers were and eventually the one time Tyrell and Matthew watched them fuck. (And then they reenacted it with names and everything--still the only time Matthew has bottomed)
So Eoleo was curious what Matthew would look like with a beard. Tyrell agreed. Matthew had conditions.
Grow a beard like his dads and he could do one thing to each of their bodies that they would keep and maintain.
Eoleo--who had commented to Matthew a few days ago about piercing Tyrell's nipples only to find out that Matthew had no idea you could do such a thing--was pretty sure he knew where this was going and agreed. Which was why they had gone to Passaj (though Matthew had made up a better reason than that for the rest of the crew).
And then Matthew got Tyrell's nipples pierced.
And his own dick pierced.
And then--while Amiti was out and after some cure spells--he had fucked Tyrell in front of Eoleo doggystyle. Eoleo had almost cum because Tyrell had been so worked up by the piercing in him pressing new places and the fact that he almost came every time you played with his own, that well. Tyrell ended up coming three times in a quarter of an hour before Matthew came. Once on Eoleo's face, once on Eoleo's chest, once in Eoleo's bush bush inside of his smalls.
Eoleo did not cum.
Eoleo had stayed aching hard for a long time, and then they left Passaj without him getting a piercing and he was a bit confused.
But now outside of the eclipse, he buried his face in Matt's disgustingly rank bush and blasted into the palm of his hand after only ten furious strokes.
"Pent up?" Matthew asked calmly.
Eoleo rolled his eyes, then took another breath. He was still hard.
"Coat my dick in your cum," Isaac demanded.
Shivering with anticipation, he reached up to touch it. Matthew wasn't huge, but he wasn't small. He was just a smidge longer than Eoleo, not as thick anywhere but in the middle of his dick, and didn't leak as much as Eoleo or Tyrell. It was perfect for Eoleo though, and if rumors of Isaac were true it would probably grow more.
Eoleo bent over from a hand motion Matthew made, licking the residue from his palm then spreading his meaty ass.
"No, roll over," Matthew commanded, and when Eoleo did he was treated to the sight of Matthew completely stripping. It was rare to see him fully naked, but the scruff on his chin, the tight muscles, the hair trailing down from between his pecks like his dad's apparently did, how it darkened into that full bush, and those pits. The smell that filled the air made Eoleo practically vibrate with anticipation. Matthew hadn't thoroughly cleaned more than his ass in moths and it was glorious enough that Eoleo was dripping already.
Matthew noticed, before pressing his cum soaked dick into Eoleo. "Wet for me already?"
"You think your dad would smell like you?" Eoleo blurted.
Matthew involuntarily shoved his dick in all the way, eyes surprised.
It hurt. It hurt a lot. Eoleo choked back a moan and tried to hold back his orgasm, but only succeeded a little. He leaked a spurt of semen onto his chest. Matthew dragged his hand through it and fed it to him, keeping his hand there when he was done.
"If I get the chance to find out, you'll know," Matt said calmly, like his dick wasn't pulsing at the mention of his dad's armpits and bush. Maybe his ass. Eoleo wouldn't be surprised if Matthew would bottom for his dad, but he would probably prefer to top.
"Still," Matt said, "That's for another time."
Matthew then gagged him with Matthew's own shirt. The scent was old and funky and then Matt was licking up his sides into his pits, not moving his dick, and sniffing them when his tongue reached the hair.
Eoleo was ashamed that he busted again so soon. His ass clamped down. Matthew moaned, then cut it off with a huff, an intake of air from Eoleo's sweaty four week old pit stink, and then Matthew's dick was twitching madly as it unloaded into him.
"On all fours until Tyrell comes back, then take his load," Matt ordered.
Eoleo complied.
Later that night Tyrell and he mad out like that, clutching each other with Tyrell sheathed in him, Matthew's rank underwear pulled between them halfway through, the scent turning impetus for their climaxes.
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Re: Getting with the program NSFW (part 3!)
(Anonymous) 2016-01-29 04:17 pm (UTC)(link)Although the "second post" kind of got my hopes up. Oy.
Re: Getting with the program NSFW (part 3!)
(Anonymous) 2016-01-30 05:46 am (UTC)(link)Re: Getting with the program NSFW (part 4!)
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Being tied to a chair and gagged was fun.
Having Tyrell blindfolded and eating his dick was better.
Being gagged, while Tyrell did this pretending That Eoleo's dick was Tyrell's own dad's?
Tyrell's hands tied behind his back?
Tyrell moaning every time Matt whispered something filthy like "You like you're son's mouth, I trained him just for you" ?
Yeah that was mind-blowing. Eoleo had sprayed cum enough to drown Tyrell in, and Tyrell had the audacity to make it hotter by arching his back so his tits were out to be covered in cum, along with his face, and that mouth with just moaned "Dad! Oh fuck, Dad!" while Eoleo hosed him down.
Apparently it was mind blowing for Tyrell too cause he shot of right after--with his hands still tied. He actually passed out too, Though he woke up a bit later in the middle of taking both Eoleo's and Matthew's dick in his ass At The Same Time.
What a morning right? Except it was not morning anymore--probably early afternoon, and Eoleo was still tied up. Matthew was feeding him--soup because he was supposedly "sick"--and smiling in that angelic way that never failed to mean that Matt was gonna do something new and not ask before he did--like the embarrassing time that Eoleo found out that, while he didn't like being pissed on, drinking it was apparently on the go list.
Eoleo was wary of that smile.
Also incredibly aroused because a lack of consent was apparently something he was majorly okay with. Or his dick was okay with and overruled the rest of his brain on.
He's sure it's not healthy.
He's also sure he doesn't care.
Matthew finished feeding him, put the bowl away, and pulls out a knife.
Eoleo gulps. He's not against a bit of pain play, but he's not sure he's up to knives. And Matt doesn't cut rope, and that would be a waste.
Matt just smiles, and reaches with his other hand into a drawer and--oh--is that?
Eoleo greedily opens his mouth for the gag--a piece of fabric that Matt has been using to wipe most of their cum up with for the past week and a few days.
It tastes absolutely gross--like dried cum from three different guys. Eoleo is brimmingly hard in no time. He really wants to jerk off to just the taste because it tastes amazing.
Matt just smirks at his probably blissful expression. The smirk is sexier with the facial hair--no regrets. If Matt wants to carve his name into Eoleo with a knife, it will be worth the facial hair. Matt is that sexy.
Matt walks behind him, and then-
He just-
He cuts Eoleo's hair off.
Eoleo has spent years growing that to get the length so it doesn't surl up awkwardly and Matt just-
Just cuts it off-
Like it's his right-
Like Eoleo belongs to him.
Eoleo's dick is only half hard right now--probably the shock of this--but something in his body is wired.
Which he doesn't get cause he relaxes. Completely relaxes.
Was this what he wanted--with the piercings or the scarring, the bite marks or brief though of brands?
Cause this is somehow--somehow--better. It's like--Matt is molding him to be what Matt wants exactly. He's disregarding Eoleo's own wishes for his own and it's going to be permanent and obvious and Matthew's.
Eoleo's mind goes somewhere else in a fog. He only really comes back to himself after, when Matthew unties him and makes him go on all fours on the bed--but he's still only halfway back.
Matthew works his dick inside of Eoleo like that, his hands carding through Eoleo's now very short hair possessively.
"Yeah that's right. Good boy," He whispers into Eoleo's ear. "My good boy."
He picks up his pace. Fucks Eoleo still in his half aware state, just taking what he wants.
Eoleo's fat dick is trembling, his legs and arms shaking slightly, the gag not stopping the drool coming out of his mouth.
He's fuckdrunk, and dickhigh, and jonesing on sex while Matthew furiously fucks the ass that Eoleo can't really claim as his own. It's Matt's ass to fuck, so it's Matt's.
And then Matt wraps his hands around Eoleo's throat and chokes him.
Eoleo's mind goes blank white, nothing coming or going, just the raw timpani of Matt's dick, and the low humm of his own arousal, and the strange encroachment of oxygen deprivation as Matt doesn't let up.
The only thought Eoleo has then is-
Matt could kill me.
-before his orgasm hits him.
The idea that even his life is Matthew's drives his body to shake, his ass clenching up hard around Matt's dick. His cock pours a river of cum out onto the bedspread--not twitching, just throbbing slowly. His thighs, his pecs, his biceps, all clench down, his arms vibrating, his hands completely extended to a shakily painful degree, and his eyes roll back in his head.
He passes out like Tyrell did earlier.
It's that kind of day.
He wakes up hours later--after Matt had gotten Tyrell to fuck his ass while he was asleep if Tyrell's soft dick still in his ass means anything--and he lays there under Tyrell's weight until Matt opens the door and steps in.
They smile at each other.
"Thank you," Eoleo whispers, not quite sure what exactly he's thankful for. The relationship? The sex? The trust? The haircut--which is something he is somehow both distressed about and completely accepting of?
But Matthew doesn't ask. He seems to know what it is Eoleo means, and just smiles and nods in return.
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Re: Getting with the program NSFW (part 4!)
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