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jakespot7:

“Slower,” I told my buddy.

“I am going slow,” he said.

When he agreed to try this with me I was a bit surprised. We had always been honest with each other about our sex lives and when I told him that I had tried a dildo and liked it, he was cool about it. And when I said I’d probably want the real thing eventually, he said he’d do it for me.

“How does it feel? As good as the dildo?” He asked as he slowly worked himself down into me.

“Honestly?” I asked if he wanted the truth.

“Of course,” he replied, not slowing down or speeding up.

“So much better. I think it’s because you’re thicker than what I’ve used, you’re pushing right on the spot inside of me like crazy. I’m trying not to cum,” I told him.

“Shit, that’s cool,” he said, proud of how good his dick felt. “Tell me when you’re close and I’ll come, I don’t want to have to not do it in you, you know?”

I had told him he could cum in me as a reward for helping me out. He was smart enough to know if I came I might be done having him inside of me.

“Shit, are you close?” I asked feeling it build fast, his cock was perfect.

“I can be,” he said and picked up speed.

He didn’t go too fast but definitely made sure he was enjoying himself and got himself to where he needed to be. Meanwhile, I was doing everything I could not to finish.

“I can’t hold it, fucking cum,” I told my buddy as I felt my cock pass the point I could do anything.

“Okay!” He said and started pounding hard into me as my dick exploded. “I’m fucking ready, shit!”

My ass squeezed hard on him as he pushed deep. It felt amazing, feeling the real thing thrusting and flooding me, even better from somebody I trusted. He kept going and it felt so good I didn’t want him to stop just yet.

“So how was it?” He asked laying on top of me, his cock still buried inside.

“So damn good,” I sighed, breathing heavily.

“Nice,” he said, resting. “That mean I get to fuck you whenever I want?” He joked.

“Maybe,” I laughed.

Always nice to see other caption writers alive on Tumblr writing good stuff.

vallentiro14:

“I don’t think I can come over to fuck you. I have things to do after work.”
Mark reads the message and sighs. He gets on the bed, pulls down his underwear, and sends a photo without any text. How annoying it was to lay on his bed like this without anything happening.
Thirty seconds later, there’s a response: “Be there at 6:30.”
Mark smirks at his phone. “Good boy,” he murmurs to himself as he types out a response. Mark’s number one rule of hooks ups is to never let the top forget who’s in charge, and quite pleasingly, it is again working in his favor.

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subfagslut:

machotesex:

I need to please men like that

“I seriously don’t know if I can make it to this meeting, but there’s no way I can miss it. I could barely eat today, yet I’m so nervous I feel like I’m going to throw up.”
“Do feel actually sick, like you’re coming down with something, or just stressed?” Roy asked.
“I think it’s just stress. If this meeting doesn’t go well, I can’t even fathom how far back this is going to set us back as a company. Especially financially. I can’t think about it without tasting acid.” Nelson puffed out his cheeks and ran his fingers through his hair.
Roy put a hand on his shoulder. “Here, I have an idea. I have a boy who works a block away, found him on Grindr. Had him over -and under- my desk a few times, he’s very good. And he’s always texting me, asking to come over and suck me off. Let me call him; he’ll get you relaxed in no time.”
“You think that’s a good idea? What if I get cum on my pants, or I get too sweaty?”
“You’re already a sweaty, stressed out mess. And you can take your pants off, but I guarantee you he won’t spill a drop. He is a greedy boy when he has a cock.”
Nelson snorted. “You are a hell of a salesman, Roy.” He ran his hand over his face. “Fuck. Now that I think about it, I haven’t jerked off a lot recently, been so busy preparing for this meeting. Fuck it.” He waved his hand. “Fine, call him.”

Roy clapped him on the back. “Smart man. Go get yourself a drink. I’ll go make a call.”
Nelson muttered his appreciation and went to go find something cold.

Roy came back into his office. “He’ll be here in thirty minutes.”
“Oh thank god. I’m going to take a nap.”
“That’s not a terrible idea.”

Nelson closed his eyes and drifted off. Thirty minutes passed in a flash. He was just coming to in a groggy sort of haze when Roy knocked on the doorframe. Nelson startled slightly.
“You awake?” Roy asked.
“Mentally, no. Physically? Also no.” Nelson’s teeth were sore from clenching his jaw as he slept, and he rubbed his chin absentmindedly.
“Good. Don’t get up,” Roy said. “Sebastian, come here please. This is Nelson.”
“Hello Nelson, nice to meet you.”
Nelson squinted at Sebastian. “Hello. Well, look at those curls. How old are you?”
“26.”
Nelson nodded. “That’s a fine enough age to know what you want and have some experience doing it.”
“I damn well know what I want, and I have plenty of experience getting it. I’ve been told you need some of this experience?”
“I need to get this stress out of my system.”
“I’ll get it out and down my throat.” Sebastian knelt down on the floor. “Let’s get these pants off. We won’t need em.”
Nelson undid his belt. He was past caring; he would do whatever this boy asked.
Roy was beaming in the doorway like a proud father. “I’m going to go organize the documents we need, you have fun in here.”
“Thanks,” Nelson croaked. “Appreciate it.”

Roy came to check in after fifteen minutes. Nelson didn’t even notice he was standing there. His brain was elsewhere, his eyes rolled back into his head – lips parted, cheeks flushed, hand pressed firmly on the back of Sebastian’s tousled locks.
Roy watched Sebastian bob up and down on Nelson’s cock for a moment. So that’s what he looked like from this angle. Normally Roy only got a top down view. God, what a natural. He hoped there was time to fuck Sebastian over his desk before they had to leave.

Roy quietly slid out of Nelson’s office. A loud groan of pleasure came out behind him. Roy chuckled. If the meeting went well, which he was sure it would, the first thing they were going to do was hire Sebastian away from whatever company he worked for. His skill level was irrelevant, as he would only be a low-level junior employee anyway, but he would really there for morale. Sebastian would be excellent at that.

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fuuuuuuuuuuckme:

“Good morning kitten. I’m surprised you can still move after how much we fucked last night. A little sore are we? Not surprised your hole is tender. That’s fine, I’d still love it if you just sucked my cock, though. You look surprised that I can even be hard right now. Fuck, I’m horny as hell after sleeping pressed up against your naked body last night.
Also, man, I am really noticing that you are even prettier in the daylight. I hope you will stick around long enough to let me fuck you again. I can tell by your face you want it. You know, I’ve brought a lot of merch home from concerts, but nothing quite like you.”

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elalmadelmar:

And here’s the next phase of the spambots, after they move pass the mass friending into the posting. That’s quite the collection of tags there (and yes, I’m extremely grossed out seeing #students and #kids included there. I’m reasonably sure the tags are randomly generated, but UGH!)

Just remember kids, keep reporting.

New way porn bots are flooding Tumblr. Good thing we can’t use our tags properly because everything marked “mature” gets sandboxed…oh wait.

stareandcompaire:

thekobrakiddo5:

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buryymeinblack:

buryymeinblack:

buryymeinblack:

THis news is better than gay sex

wait. this is hilarious. They were contractually obligated to keep it, so when it was universally hated, they added an option to completely erase it from the dashboard without getting in trouble for removing it …… “snooze tumblr live” is funnier than we thought

Guys literally all of this is good news ,..they’re gonna be changing their approach to everything and focusing more on core functionality. which we all know this site needs. And they’re not downscaling any part of the trust & safety team so moderation should .. at least not be getting any worse

“One thing I’m hoping with a more focused approach in 2024 is that we can streamline some of the extra things that were launched (like Live) that haven’t gotten the adoption we hoped, and focus in on the core functionality that people use a ton of on Tumblr,” he said. “We will likely be shipping less new stuff and more focused on improving existing functionality and core flows.”

“What’s super clear is our previous approach wasn’t working,” Mullenweg elaborated in another post. “It didn’t turn around the business to make enough money to support the investment of infrastructure and staff needed to run Tumblr, and a lot of users were unhappy with some of the changes we tried. There have been a few staff changes within the team, but basically what we’re saying is starting January 1st, 2024 we’ll try a different structure with smaller, more focused teams working on the core parts of Tumblr that people say they want improved. We’ll sunset or rollback some things we tried that didn’t work.”

They tweeted this 30 minutes ago

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Maybe Tumblr took my advice and got laid after all.

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babyboomerdad:

I’ll do that for you!

Henry realized he hadn’t seen Zach in a while, so he had been casually swimming through the party goers looking for him. The holiday party was in full swing, and despite the chill outside, the backyard was also full of people drinking and chatting under the propane heaters he’d rented. Henry had texted Zach a few minutes ago out of gentle concern, and now his phone was vibrating. He was surprised to see it was Facetime request from Zach.

Henry answered it, “Hey, where are you?”
Zach was holding the phone so it framed his face. “Upstairs.”
“What are you doing up there?”
Zach held the phone up so it showed his near-naked reflection in the mirror of Henry’s bedroom. He was bouncing his buttcheek in a teasing and tempting way. “Waiting for you.”
“Ohhh fuck.” Henry quickly hung up. He glanced around to make sure no one else saw that and went upstairs. In his room, Henry found the little minx, waiting patiently on the bed on his stomach. “Oh there you are. What the heck are you doing in my room? Are you jerking off up here?”
“No, I told you, I was waiting for you. I’m stupid horny for some reason, and I’m tired of pretending that I don’t want you. I know you just got out of a relationship, but like I’m not asking to be your rebound boy you know? Just want a harmless fuck.”
Henry closed the door behind him. “Man, bottoms have no brain cells,” he chuckled.
Zach looked annoyed. “Ok first of all, rude. Secondly, what do you mean by that?”
“Cause Conner and I broke up because of my friendship with you.”
“What?” Zach gasped.
“He was certain I was cheating on him with you, or I would cheat. Conner didn’t like you in my life – you made him feel threatened. Looks like he was right.”
Zach digested this. “My slut energy caused you guys to break up?”
“Subtlety is not one of your strengths.”
“Um. Oops? Sorry?”
Henry took off his shirt. “You better be an incredible fuck.”
Zach’s eyes went wide. “You’re still going to sleep with me?”
“The entire universe wants me to fuck you, so I will.” Henry unzipped his nice pressed slacks.
The young man watched with unblinking eyes as Henry extracted the jockstrap pouch containing his cock and balls and held it in his hand.
“You can take a cock this size right?”
“Hell yeah I can,” Zach said, although he wasn’t quite he could. He definitely wanted to make it fit even if it stretched him wide. It would fit, one way or another, because there was no way he was saying no to such a nicely wrapped holiday present. “Come over here and let me take off your jock with my teeth.”
That made Henry raise an eyebrow. “Starting to think I should have just skipped dating Conner all together…”

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just-a-pole-sir:

Jonas paused mid swipe of the razor and glanced over at his beloved boy who had been sitting quite contently on the floor, staring up at him from behind his leather pup mask.
“You enjoying watching huh boy?”
Rocky nodded.
“You aren’t getting my cock, I have to go to work.”
Rocky gave such a loud whine that it made Jonas chuff out a laugh. “You don’t always get it just because it’s out. It’s not a toy that belongs to you.”
Rocky made a grumpy noise.
“You can look at me all you want though.”
“Bark!”
“Not like I could stop you anyway.” Jonas finished shaving and washed his face off in the sink. He put on moisturizer and checked his skin. “Good.” Jonas reached for his clothes he’d put on the closed toilet seat earlier. He sifted through them.
“Rocky?”
“Aroo?”
“Where are my underwear?”
Rocky pretended to look around and shrugged.
“Rocky.”
He glanced at the floor and began to giggle; collapsing under the guilt immediately.
“Rocky, bring me my underwear. Now.”

Rocky was absolutely helpless against ‘the tone’. He padded off into the bedroom. After rustling through the dresser, he shuffled back in with a black pair in his mouth.
“Give.”
Rocky dropped them in Jonas’s hand.
“Wait.” Jonas held up a lace thong. “Rocky. These are your underwear.”
Rocky began to giggle again.
“I said bring me my underwear.”
Rocky refused to move.
“You are being a difficult pup today.”
More giggling.
Jonas handed them to Rocky. “Bring me my underwear, boy.”
Rocky took them in his mouth and dropped them at his feet.
Jonas thought about this. “Ok fine.” He put them on, but they were about two sizes too small and barely held anything. His balls about burst out like ripe plums; the root of his shaft was an inch exposed.
Woof,” Rocky said in a breathless gasp. His eyes fixated, he began to squirm and whimper.
“Nope, I told you, you’re not getting my cock.” Jonas began to pull on his khaki slacks, to Rocky’s astonishment. “You’re just going to have to think about me in this tiny lace thong all day. Which should be fun, since you’re not going to be wearing underwear yourself.”
“Aroo???”
“That should be messy, I mean, considering how far you are into chastity, you should be leaking all down your leg. I look forward to hearing about how wet and sticky you are when you get home from class.”
Rocky made a loud groan. He rushed back into the bedroom, brought Jonas a pair of boxer briefs, and dropped them on the floor of the bathroom.
“Nope. Too late.” Jonas put his shirt on. He pushed the briefs back at Rocky with his foot. “Put those away please. And you need to be dressed for breakfast. Are your Levi’s clean? I like how tight those are on you.”
Rocky threw his head back and groaned loudly at being defeated.

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wysir:

ig: maxiaohuiss

“Well I’m not super comfortable sending nudes over Grindr, but I’ll send you this picture of my butt in this red underwear I just got if that helps,” Jesse wrote.
“It might help.” Ray was on the fence if he wanted to leave the house tonight for a hook up.
“Sent.”
“Oh I like the framing with the snake plant. You have a lot of plants?” Ray said.
Jesse texted back. “I have like 4. I’m newish to plants, though. You know about them? I think that snake plant needs to be repotted, and I’m kind of unsure how.”
“Oh ho. Look at this.” Ray sent a photo.
“GASP. Oh my GOD. You have a greenhouse??”
“It’s technically a small sun room. This was my grandmother’s house and she kept some plants in here; so when I inherited the house, I just continued …and here we are.”
“I am so jealous, they all look so healthy and gorgeous.”
“Thank you. They are my pride and joy. And listen, I would be happy to help you repot that plant of yours, but it is getting a bit late. Are you free tomorrow evening?”
“Yeah, I usually leave work about 5:30. I was going to make porkchops, if you want to come over? Or we can go out.”
“If you’re offering, I’d love that, I’ll bring a dessert,” Ray suggested.
Jesse sent a bunch of heart emojis. “Would love that, just not a fan of warm fruit, by the way.”
“Me neither. Send me a good time to head over and your address. And wear the red underwear.”
“You bet I will. ”

When the conversation ended, Jesse rolled over onto his back on the bed and clutched his phone to his chest. So a top wasn’t coming over to fuck him and do something about his horniness, but a plant daddy was coming tomorrow to breed him and he was thrilled. “I cannot believe my plants are going to get me laid.”

After Ray left the next night, Jesse got on his knees and gave the snake plant a big kiss on one of its leaves. “Enjoy your new pot, you earned it.”

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