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The laptop is here. Getting it formatted and up and running. You know, for porn.
While I’m waiting on a reliable laptop, can someone please help me find a photo of a male elf that’s not Lord of the Rings. Or like, any “fantasy” type guy. Thanks.
I’ve ordered a replacement laptop. I already lost one caption due to screen shut offs, so captions will resume when the replacement laptop gets here in a couple days.
The graphics card on my laptop is dying which means my screen suddenly crashes with no warning. I can’t risk writing anything until the new one comes. Already lost one caption.
the tumblr experience is literally taking a break and then coming back to two new gay men all settled into the dash like it’s their home. like hey what happened to the other guys did you evict them
This, is why I can’t quit Tumblr lol
Daniel glanced out the window to check on the boys in the backyard. They’d been out there a while. He was not expecting to see his son Tucker making out with his ‘friend’, that boy Jon who had been new at his school this year. Daniel was also not expecting Jon to be grinding against Tucker in wet underwear. He drew the blinds back and stepped away from the window.
Daniel stood there, staring at the blinds trying to process this. “Well, I guess he inherited the gay half of his father’s bisexuality at least,” he muttered. He sat down at his desk. “Oh crap, I gave him the wrong birds and bees talk. He’s probably been looking up gods knows what on the internet…” Daniel rubbed his face with his hand.
He reached for his cell phone and found the right contact.
“Daniel! Nice to hear your voice.”
“Hey Nate. Likewise, your baritone is sexy as always, you doing phone sex yet?”
Nate snorted. “Well my stocks are looking pretty bad, but not that desperate yet. Why, you looking to be in a scene?”
Daniel scoffed. “Emma would kill me.”
“Yeah she would. Well you didn’t call me to propose porn, so what’s up?”
Daniel leaned back in the chair. “Sooo Tucker is currently making out with another boy in my backyard.”
Nate bellowed out a laugh. “You sound so indignant.”
“I didn’t need to see that. He’s practically humping that kid while they’re standing up in the sprinkler.”
“Kid? How old is he?”
“They’re both 17,” Daniel muttered.
“Ah teenagers.”
“Yes. Teenagers.”
“And you’re calling me because…?”
“I need someone to give him the different version of the birds n bees talk than the one I gave him.”
Nate snickered. “Why me? You’ve been through the motions. We had a lot of fun in that hotel room in Cancun. Man, you were so hairy, I loved it. Sometimes I still wonder…”
“Nathaniel, honestly! We were in our 20s. You can’t possibly still be horny for me now.”
“Sweetheart, I’d fuck you in a second if you asked.”
Daniel didn’t respond to that immediately. “Well. That’s some new information.”
“Sorry, didn’t mean to make it weird. You gotta gray fox thing going on. Don’t think I didn’t notice. But I know you got Emma, and I had my time, so I’ll be a good little gay boy and back off.”
“Thanks Nate, you were always a gentleman. I appreciate the confident boost at least. But seriously, I can’t give my son this talk. You need to do it. He needs a gay role model. Emma’s family is so… so…”
“Straight.”
“Eeyaah. And my family is so….uh….”
“Crazy?”
“Yeah.” Daniel sighed. “Please Nate. Teach my son before he goes off to college.”
“I would be honored. I will give him the proper education a young queer boy needs. Well start with a banana and condom and go from there.”
“Thank you Nate. I’ll give you some money if you need anything.”
They talked a bit about setting a time for Nate to come over, and then Daniel hung up. Perhaps out of morbid curiosity, Daniel peeked out the window again. The boys were now lying on top of each-other in the wet grass, Jon’s hips grinding down on Tuckers. Daniel quickly withdrew. “Fuck,” he muttered. His face felt warm. “I hate how much that Jon kid looks like Nate.”
Daniel walked over to the bookshelf and looked at a group photo taken at Cancun all those years ago. He picked it up and gazed at the tanned faces. “Man, Nate. It should have been you, but you know that right? I can’t let you fuck me again because it would be the end of my entire life. The sex would be great but not the damage it would cause. But you get a chance to teach Tucker he won’t be forced to pick one side of his sexuality just because he wants to start a family. That’s good enough isn’t it?” The Nate in the picture smiling back didn’t answer.
Daniel put the photo back and returned not to his desk, but to bottle of whiskey he kept next to the coffee bar in his office. He took a swig and returned it to its home. The alcohol relaxed his muscles. Daniel exhaled and returned to his seat.
He put on his headphones, went back to finish what he was working on. The boys needed their privacy. If Tucker had inherited his dad’s tendencies, he probably also inherited his habit of being loud.
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I open the door to leave the shop and startle. “Oh! Buzz, what are you doing- wait, is that Betty? You got Betty running?”
When Buzz smiles, his whole face lights up. He turns and puts a loving hand on her trunk. “Yep. Purring like a kitten.”
“Wow Buzz. You really did it. Oh hold on.” I turn around and locked the door. I tug on the handle to make sure it was firm and adjust my bag up my arm. I walked down the steps and admire the old car. “Looks different sitting somewhere other than your garage.”
“I think she’s happier. She wanted a change of scenery.” Buzz glances down and scuffs his foot on the cement. “Listen, I was thinking, um, if you weren’t too tired. The cinema in Cedar Point just got Jurassic Park. I was wondering if you wanted to take a drive over there maybe to see it. Grab a burger.”
I quell the urge to shout ‘yes’. I glance around. It’s quiet. I can hear the waves against the dock. I realize the pause I’m taking is too long. “Buzz-”
“Nah. This is stupid. I’m sorry. I’m sure you’re going to see it with Linda next week or something anyway.” Buzz runs his thick fingers through his hair.
I swallow, surprised at how tight my throat feels. I can feel the tension of his emotions he is trying to hold back, emotions neither of us understand.
“Buzz, I would love to go with you.”
He looks confused. “What?”
I giggle at how dumbfounded he looks. “I’d love to. Assuming you can get Betty to turn on again?”
Buzz stammers. “Wow, um. Good. Um. Great.” He clasps his hands, undoes them, and puts them on the hood again, unsure what to do with himself. “And uh yeah, she’ll turn on. She’s solid. Went over every inch of her myself.”
“Show me. Oh, can we stop by my house so I can grab a sweater?” I ask.
“Yeah sure. We got some time. Um, what about Linda though?”
“Just because she says we’re dating doesn’t mean we are. Besides there’s someone I’m into more.” I catch his gaze and watch him figure it out. I can tell when it clicks because a look of hurt changes to one of shyness.
“Oh,” he says softly. Poor Buzz. He looks overwhelmed.
“Come on, let’s get going, I’m starving.” I walk over to the side door. “I can’t believe you really got Betty running. Oh you put all the seats back in, and you cleaned the interior. The leather is gleaming!”
“Took a whole afternoon. Once I get the exterior painted, I’m going to enter her in the car show in Mayberry in August.” Buzz says.
I glance at him. He looks relieved to back on a comfortable topic. “She’ll win it.”
Buzz holds the door as I put my things in the front footwell and sit down.
“You’ll take me with you won’t you?” I ask.
“To what?”
“To the car show. If you want me to come.”
Buzz smiles. “I’d like that.” He closes the door and walks around to the other side.
Betty gave us a scare, but her engine turned over on the second try. We made it to Cedar Point, gliding along the coast like a dream.
Wind through our hair.
My hand on Buzz’s thigh.
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“Come on, milk me, please! I can’t take it. Walking around with an erection in my jeans is so uncomfortable.”
“You sure you can’t just jerk off?” Conner asked. He never takes his eyes off that straining, rigid member jutting out from between the V fold of Ryan’s unzipped jeans.
“No fucking way. Both the ranch manager and Mr. Burk- er, your uncle- have forbidden it. They want all us to remain horny all the time for them or their stupid friends, or to jerk off over our frustrations. It totally sucks, but it’s like the only sex I get out here, and if I cause them enough grief, they’ll send me back. Then I actually have to spend my sentence in jail! And trust me, I am not going back there.”
“But like, how would they ever find out?”
“That I jerked off?”
“Yeah.”
“Don’t you know we all bunk together in one room? They watch us all the time. They even stand outside the bathroom when we go. People rat each-other out for rewards. And like, if someone cums in their sleep, they hang up the sheet for everyone to see.”
Connor looked conflicted and rubbed Ryan’s hip. “That’s fucked up. But won’t you get in trouble if I jerk you off?”
Ryan grinned. “See I thought of that. They said that we can’t jerk off. And they said we can’t jerk each-other off. But they never said that someone else other than us can’t. Mr. Burkhart is a stickler for the rules. If he punishes me for correctly interpreting the rules, I can bring it up with the Court.”
“Boy that sure sounds risky, Ryan. My uncle has a lot of power.”
Ryan glanced around. “I don’t care, I need this. The more I’m gone the longer they come looking for me. Please, it won’t take me long.” He whimpered. “Please.” He took off his jeans. “Look at how full my balls are. I can barely sit down. I need a pretty boy like you to take care of me. Your hands aren’t rough like mine, I bet you can give great hand jobs. Come on, show me, Connor.”
Conner swallowed. There was a pearly bead of pre-cum on the tip of that mushroom head. “Fuck. If you get caught, we never met.”
“Right, right. Of course.”
Conner sighed and reached for that pretty cock. It called for him. It needed him. When he wrapped his fingers around it, Ryan moaned and pushed into his hand. Conner liked that quite a bit. The boys at college were greedy and entitled. They jerked off when bored. Their cocks never got this hard, nor radiated this much heat. He gasped softly when he cupped Ryan’s nuts in his hand. They overflowed his palm.
With only just a few strokes, pre-cum began to pour out of those full balls. “Oh lord,” Ryan sobbed. “It feels like heaven!”
Conner hushed him. “Don’t let anyone hear you.” He increased his speed – and his grip on Ryan’s balls to keep him from moving around so much.
“Fuck – fuck,” he gasped. “Yeah, just like that. Doesn’t need to be fancy.”
It only took a few seconds before Ryan threw back his head and clung to the rafters of the beams as the strength to hold himself upright left him. He moaned a few unintelligible vowels, followed by a low moan as the orgasm ripped through him. His body convulsed. Tears beaded in the corner of his eyes.
“Oh wow!” Connor cried. A torrent of white seed exploded out of that tiny hole, coating his fingers on both hands and splashing over his chest. He could feel Ryan’s balls tensing and pumping and so Conner loosened his grip, fearing he would prevent any cum from escaping. He pumped and pumped as his hand cramped, and panic began to bloom as he began to think that the erection would not go down. Ryan keened. His cock twitched and then shot out another small load – which was about the size of the one Conner shot out last night in his own room – and then Ryan’s cock began to retreat.
Ryan sagged against the frame of the old barn, head rested against his bicep. A bit of spittle remained on his lower lip. His chest was heaving, his legs quivering. “Christ, Connor, thank you. Thank you so much.”
Conner was fixated on his flushed face. He’d never made a man look like that before. He felt intoxicated with the power of it, and of having defied his uncle. He didn’t want to release Ryan’s cock, but knew he’d soon grow sensitive, so once the head retreated into the foreskin he released Ryan. He let those balls go last. They felt lighter – squishier now. Not so red and full. Better.
“You -you’re welcome,” Conner stammered. “That was an incredible amount of cum.” He looked at his hands.
Ryan opened his eyes and studied him. “Oh wow,” he whispered. “Is that all mine?”
“Yeah.”
He blushed. “Sorry.”
“No it’s fine. Was pretty hot, actually.”
Ryan smiled. “Any of that yours?” He took a bandana out of his jeans pocket and handed it to Conner to clean up.
“No. Not yet.”
“Let me return the favor?”
Conner looked down at his crotch, at the outline of his own member straining against his Levis. Jerking wasn’t what he was after. He wanted Ryan to fuck him. He wanted to cum with a cock inside of him. “No. You risk being caught if you stay longer. We’ll find time for you to pay me back later.”
Ryan’s face softened. “Are you serious? I need to thank you for this favor. You can’t believe how incredible I feel right now. Like I could wrestle your uncle.” He pulled on his jeans.
“Don’t do that,” Conner chuckled. “But yeah, it’s fine. I want you to owe me.” He gave Ryan a coy look. “You know how hard it’s gonna be to find someone to fuck me out here? I’m willing to wait if that’s what I can get.”
Ryan’s jaw dropped. “Oh no way I’d be lucky enough to get that time with you.”
Conner smiled. “I’ll find the time. Now go before you get caught.” Conner stuffed the bandana into Ryan’s pocket.
Ryan cupped Conner’s jaw and kissed him. “You’re an angel. And I mean that.” He buttoned his jeans and shoved his feet into his socks and boots. Conner watched in amusement as Ryan stumbled off on fawn’s legs, and just like that, he was alone in the old barn. He crossed himself. “Thank you lord for this opportunity you have presented me. Looks like summer on the ranch isn’t going to be boring after all.”
Conner reached for his shirt. “Man I missed a lot of cum- it’s everywhere!”
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