Grindr: A Pop-Up Story
NSFW obviously.
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This isn’t appropriate for my blog but holy shit this one of the funniest things I’ve seen on Tumblr. I read all of these as a kid. I’m pretty sure Nancy Drew is up there in the attic secretly writing torrid gay romance under the name Matlock Royale or something.
Hm
Can someone please explain to me the difference between latex and vinyl regarding bondage gear? I keep tagging my related posts with both but I’m not sure super sure how accurate that is.
Today’s pup-out at pride
You have treats. I know you have treats. I saw you eating M&Ms a second ago. Where did you hide them? Why won’t you share them with me. I can smell chocolate. I swear. I’m a good boy. I deserve all the treats you could ever have. I’m not allergic to chocolate. Of course pups can have chocolate! Pfft. Who told you otherwise? Come ooonnn. I mean – not like you could eat them all right? Or maybe you might just drop one? Huh? Whaddya say? Come on, don’t make me whimper!
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Text is fictional.
OK, the story with Maximilian and Theo is very powerful. Nice work.
Thank you. I’m pleased you liked it. I sat on that for a few days because the original ending was sooo cheesy and I didn’t like it.
I believe in the Hierarchy of men. Yes! Who’s at the top of the Heirarchy?
Good question! I’m guessing older, alpha male bull types are on top? What do you guys think?
I just accidentally wandered into that part of Tumblr where the het captions live. It was a weird place, like some sort of alternative reality or something.
When I come home after a long exhausting day, a puppy nap is the best way to relax! ♡
So cute! I would put a new tennis ball in that open hand and film his reaction when he wakes up to sees the new toy.
It sets back the schedule to take time to punish a work slave, but when a lapse in judgement results in broken materials and nearly injures another boy, there is no discussion – it must be done pronto. Truth is? Every slave makes this type of mistake twice. Smart ones make it once. The trick is not to get complacent, zone out, or get distracted, which can be difficult when one is made to do repetitive hard labor all day. A good slave knows to keep his mind as well as his hands busy and his attention focused. If not, he’ll at least have a reminder to be much more careful next time. At least no one had to go to the hospital this time, no one got hurt. Well, besides the slave boy but …really, now. It will sting, but a whipping doesn’t count as true hurt.
Not compared to the cane, anyway…
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Gay captions.
It’s his pussyboy masturbatory aid. I can’t even blame him for carrying one around as you never know when you might be gripped by an acute need to be full and once you accept that penetration is your truest pleasure one quickly finds fingers … insufficient.
“What the fuck is this?
Cody blushed and stammered. Oh shit! he thought. “Oh um. It’s my uh – well, it was just – I use it for-”
“I know what it’s used for,” Cody’s hot coworker snapped back. “Seriously though? You’re sticking such shitty cheap toys up your hole?”
“Uh.”
“This is low quality porous plastic. I can smell it from here. How can you be sure this even gets cleaned well? No no no, you will not treat your pussy this way.”
Cody was too astonished to even say “uh” this time. His pussyboi side wanted to bend over and offer himself to Mick though, cause that bossy tone of voice was turning him on.
“You are going to go home tonight and buy some high quality toys tonight at Sinland, you got that boi?” Mick instructed.
“Yes Sir.”
“And proper lube which won’t degrade them.”
“Yes Sir.”
“Invest in yourself.” Mick threw the dildo in the trash with disgust. “Tomorrow morning you will come here and bring them with you. I now can’t trust now that you are using them right either.”
Cody’s eyes went wide. He had no idea Mick was such a dominant alpha. “I know how to use them,” he protested.
“I’ll be the judge of that. Can you trigger body quaking orgasms that will make your pussy happy for hours after?”
Cody gulped and shook his head sheepishly, hand on the back of his neck. “No…I just leak and leak…”
“A good pussyboi won’t even need to stroke himself to cum. You know that right?”
He did now. Cody nodded.
Mick scoffed. “You’re hard. What a surprise. You can thank me for correcting you by getting on your knees and sucking my dick now by the way.”
“Here?” Cody squeaked. “Someone could walk in.”
“So? What’s wrong with people seeing you in your natural state?”
Cody did not have a rebuttal for that. Plus, he really did want to suck a cock right then. It was an easy decision to drop to his knees and worship Mick’s superiority from the locker room floor. His hungry pussy would have to wait to tomorrow.
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Text is fictional.