sweetboyfordaddy:

luv4daddy:

FYI: top men, THIS is how a pussy wants and needs to be fucked

Come talk 😈 Snapchat: sweetboyfordad

hadrienantinous:

Good ass play to start the day… In chastity of course !

Pussyboy masturbation

Reblogged from Antinoüs

domtop2u:

mercuryjones:

Mischief managed.

The last panel. The boys toes curled, his hands hugging his Man as his little hole is getting pumped. His smaller body almost completely hidden by the much larger man, whose focus has become wildly fucking his boi.

That’s how it should be.

seducedbyman:

"Is that too deep baby?" he wiggled it firmly inside me, I moaned and looked up at him, "You could never be too deep inside me."

seducedbyman:

"Is that too deep baby?" he wiggled it firmly inside me, I moaned and looked up at him, "You could never be too deep inside me."

Reblogged from Bro'fuck
allbecauseoftheboys:

"I’m not a bottom!" Mick protests. "I’m straight, I mean, isn’t it normal for guys to jack off with eachother? Why doesn’t anyone believe me?"
"See, that is the problem with a bottom being raised with straight mentalities - you think that your role is to be a top and nothing else. Gays and bis know and accept the truth that men always find the natural hierarchy amongst themselves. It’s natural to seek out the alphas and the betas, the superiors and those who serve. You’re a bottom, us tops can smell it on you. We were able to coax you to get naked weren’t we? I’ve been watching you mournfully looking at my cock for weeks around this apartment -  and you haven’t even realized you’ve been doing it! You can’t deny your true self boy, but in case you don’t believe me, I gotta little test for you…"
I can tell Mick doesn’t believe me, but with his stupid pride on the line he agrees to take the test. I get him on the sofa, ass to the camera. I want him to get used to the position he will take to offer himself to men. I look at Thomas who is holding the camera. He nods; I nod. My cock is straining, as my hormones can sense there is a perfect ass near me, ripe for taking.
I lube up a finger. Without even warning him, I slide my digit into his virgin hole. It’s the best kind of tight, one with zero training and reluctance to accept intrusion. The little, involuntary fight makes my cock wet. Mick opens his mouth to yell at me for my actions, but then I find that special switch deep in his ass and turn him on. Immediately, his spine bends, his ass lifts into the air, and he parts his thighs just enough to show off his long silky sack and heavy testicles full of seed. I hear Thomas groan. The alpha in him wants it, I can see him fighting to keep filming. We both want it.
Mick gasps, on the edge of a sob as he asks, “W…what is happening? Why am I so horny??”"Sshh give in boy, it’s just natural… it might be a little scary, but trust me, we’re going to take good care of you.""I don’t understand!""You’re alone in a room with two horny alphas who sense you really want to be taken and taught the wonders of true sex between men.""But I’m not gay!" he weakly protests.Thomas speaks up, his voice husky and gruff. “The alpha/beta thing ascends beyond being gay or straight. It’s about your place among men. It’s the last feral thing in us. Listen to it, don’t fight it.”
We wait. My finger hasn’t left his body and I gently work it up and down. After a long minute, Mick emits a sweet, erotic little moan into the pillow. Pre-cum drips onto the sofa. The air has become thick and warm. Thomas and I can sense it - he’s ready. We take him.
______________________________________________________Here - you guys deserve at least one post for Sunday. Post is fictional. Cannot find source, although I really tried.

Need to have this done to me.

allbecauseoftheboys:

"I’m not a bottom!" Mick protests. "I’m straight, I mean, isn’t it normal for guys to jack off with eachother? Why doesn’t anyone believe me?"

"See, that is the problem with a bottom being raised with straight mentalities - you think that your role is to be a top and nothing else. Gays and bis know and accept the truth that men always find the natural hierarchy amongst themselves. It’s natural to seek out the alphas and the betas, the superiors and those who serve. You’re a bottom, us tops can smell it on you. We were able to coax you to get naked weren’t we? I’ve been watching you mournfully looking at my cock for weeks around this apartment -  and you haven’t even realized you’ve been doing it! You can’t deny your true self boy, but in case you don’t believe me, I gotta little test for you…"

I can tell Mick doesn’t believe me, but with his stupid pride on the line he agrees to take the test. I get him on the sofa, ass to the camera. I want him to get used to the position he will take to offer himself to men. I look at Thomas who is holding the camera. He nods; I nod. My cock is straining, as my hormones can sense there is a perfect ass near me, ripe for taking.

I lube up a finger. Without even warning him, I slide my digit into his virgin hole. It’s the best kind of tight, one with zero training and reluctance to accept intrusion. The little, involuntary fight makes my cock wet. Mick opens his mouth to yell at me for my actions, but then I find that special switch deep in his ass and turn him on. Immediately, his spine bends, his ass lifts into the air, and he parts his thighs just enough to show off his long silky sack and heavy testicles full of seed. I hear Thomas groan. The alpha in him wants it, I can see him fighting to keep filming. We both want it.

Mick gasps, on the edge of a sob as he asks, “W…what is happening? Why am I so horny??”
"Sshh give in boy, it’s just natural… it might be a little scary, but trust me, we’re going to take good care of you."
"I don’t understand!"
"You’re alone in a room with two horny alphas who sense you really want to be taken and taught the wonders of true sex between men."
"But I’m not gay!" he weakly protests.
Thomas speaks up, his voice husky and gruff. “The alpha/beta thing ascends beyond being gay or straight. It’s about your place among men. It’s the last feral thing in us. Listen to it, don’t fight it.”

We wait. My finger hasn’t left his body and I gently work it up and down. After a long minute, Mick emits a sweet, erotic little moan into the pillow. Pre-cum drips onto the sofa. The air has become thick and warm. Thomas and I can sense it - he’s ready. We take him.

______________________________________________________
Here - you guys deserve at least one post for Sunday. Post is fictional. Cannot find source, although I really tried.

Need to have this done to me.

Damn!

iammegadaddyissues:

Life with Daddy is simple, routine, and satisfying. We work sun up to sun down, He at the ranch and i in and around the home. i never go to town unaccompanied and have no money to my name. i am kept. i have been disciplined and trained to be a good boi. i have dinner ready and a cool bath drawn when Daddy comes home in the evening. And at night the sounds of our rutting can be heard outside our open window as the cool air blows across our naked bodies.  
Daddy found me online. He was extremely articulate in our correspondence and surprised me with His broad world view and education. He was fully clothed in most of His photos but a bare-chested shot of His broad hairy chest and thick muscular arms was good for at least a month’s worth of masturbation.
He bought me a ticket to fly out for a visit.  i was younger than i’d confessed and nervous to meet Him wondering if He’d send me home but when He greeted me at the airport with a smile i immediately relaxed. Taking my bag, He led me to his truck. He was such an imposing figure and i felt small and frail sitting next to Him. 
No one back home knew where i was. He never asked too many questions and was very Fatherly and gentle at first. i stayed in the guest room that first night but late the second night i woke with Him standing in my doorway, the moonlight from the window shining across His naked body.  My heart pounded in my ears as i stared transfixed at the shadowy outline of His enormous cock sticking out from His body like a policeman’s baton.  
Words were never spoken that night and Daddy kept the windows closed, perhaps to keep the sounds of my cries inside. For no matter how gentle He was or how much i wanted Him to take me He was still very much a Man and a Daddy with a thick dick to match. We kissed passionately for a long time as He ground His throbbing cock against me. It was fortunate that the darkness hid from my view what would soon be splitting me open. As it was, i was naive and inexperienced so when He spread my legs and forced the thick head of His cock inside my tight hole i was completely unprepared for the pain. Nor did i know how real Men fucked. The forcefulness and violence of it frightened me; i could feel Him holding back in every thrust and still it felt like i was being pounded to a pulp. 
i was completely helpless to stop Him, not that i would have. My cries and screams of agony seemed to slow Him down initially but He was quickly overcome with lust and before long He was fucking me like an escaped criminal. i held onto His sweaty muscles for dear life.
The sheets had to be thrown out the next morning; He put me in the bath and disposed of them quickly so i wouldn’t see them and start to cry. i was incapable of walking much the next day. i knew He felt badly about it but we both knew it would happen again and again and i would just need to adjust.
 After i missed my return flight home i knew i’d never return. 

A fantasy. How to make it a reality?

iammegadaddyissues:

Life with Daddy is simple, routine, and satisfying. We work sun up to sun down, He at the ranch and i in and around the home. i never go to town unaccompanied and have no money to my name. i am kept. i have been disciplined and trained to be a good boi. i have dinner ready and a cool bath drawn when Daddy comes home in the evening. And at night the sounds of our rutting can be heard outside our open window as the cool air blows across our naked bodies.  

Daddy found me online. He was extremely articulate in our correspondence and surprised me with His broad world view and education. He was fully clothed in most of His photos but a bare-chested shot of His broad hairy chest and thick muscular arms was good for at least a month’s worth of masturbation.

He bought me a ticket to fly out for a visit.  i was younger than i’d confessed and nervous to meet Him wondering if He’d send me home but when He greeted me at the airport with a smile i immediately relaxed. Taking my bag, He led me to his truck. He was such an imposing figure and i felt small and frail sitting next to Him. 

No one back home knew where i was. He never asked too many questions and was very Fatherly and gentle at first. i stayed in the guest room that first night but late the second night i woke with Him standing in my doorway, the moonlight from the window shining across His naked body.  My heart pounded in my ears as i stared transfixed at the shadowy outline of His enormous cock sticking out from His body like a policeman’s baton.  

Words were never spoken that night and Daddy kept the windows closed, perhaps to keep the sounds of my cries inside. For no matter how gentle He was or how much i wanted Him to take me He was still very much a Man and a Daddy with a thick dick to match. We kissed passionately for a long time as He ground His throbbing cock against me. It was fortunate that the darkness hid from my view what would soon be splitting me open. As it was, i was naive and inexperienced so when He spread my legs and forced the thick head of His cock inside my tight hole i was completely unprepared for the pain. Nor did i know how real Men fucked. The forcefulness and violence of it frightened me; i could feel Him holding back in every thrust and still it felt like i was being pounded to a pulp. 

i was completely helpless to stop Him, not that i would have. My cries and screams of agony seemed to slow Him down initially but He was quickly overcome with lust and before long He was fucking me like an escaped criminal. i held onto His sweaty muscles for dear life.

The sheets had to be thrown out the next morning; He put me in the bath and disposed of them quickly so i wouldn’t see them and start to cry. i was incapable of walking much the next day. i knew He felt badly about it but we both knew it would happen again and again and i would just need to adjust.

 After i missed my return flight home i knew i’d never return. 

A fantasy. How to make it a reality?

Reblogged from Mega Daddy Issues

pussyboybreeder:

sloppy pussy

This is pretty much all I’ve been dreaming about lately.

Reblogged from NTILAOT
dick-at-nite:

He’s a shooter


I want to lick that up so bad right now.

dick-at-nite:

He’s a shooter

I want to lick that up so bad right now.

Reblogged from Your Ass is Mine

papadane:

My Wild & Raunchy Son  - Not your regular Sunday funny paper…

So hot!