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I'm moving to a new blog for a fresh start. Feel free to come over and let's start a new naughty journey together.

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slowly gathering replies to start up. if you want to plot, hit me up. I'm also going to be putting up some gif starter things for you guys to play with in a bit. If you want the discord, just ask.

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Update

I took a break from roleplay to gather myself back together after being sick from November to January. I'm hoping to be back, slowly, and get to things.

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To be a guy like Ashton, it was always a new adventure every night. All of his, usual, happenings were done through an app. A way for men to get a night of what they wanted, and it also allowed him to have his own fun. So, finding this handsome man away from all that was refreshing. He felt his shorts growing tighter as his eyes stayed glued to the scene before him. Screw that party, he just found something else to entertain himself with.

A devious grin curled on the red head's lips as he nodded. "I'd love to get a better view.." Chewing on his bottom lip, he moved down the way just a bit to get closer to the guy. It looked bigger and better as he grew closer. His own hard on creating an outline in his pants. "Oh fuck dude..." His words a bit softer as he stopped a foot or so a way from him.

Boredom was a dangerous thing. Not that it was all that common for Jeremy to end up bored, consdering the multitude of ways he could enjoy himself, even more so with his god given proclivity toward revelry and parties, but that didn't mean he was completely free from idle hands sometimes. Especially in the space of time between different parties, worked up from dancing and drinks.

So, he took matters in to his own hards, back pressing in to a wall as one hand fell to curl around himself. Stroking slowly, mostly to take the edge off, and maybe waiting for somebody. Anybody. His own lips quirked in to a grin as a voice rang out, and he offered a brief nod. "Oh yeah, for sure man. Wanna closer look?"

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kind of want to add a tom holland muse. let me know if that's a thing people would want.

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i didn't think about how insane these last two days would be with the holiday, but I'm starting replies right now. thank you for being super patient.

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replies are slowly being worked through currently, feel free to hit me up if you want to start stuff!

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haven't forgotten a single one of you, working on getting to new replies. If anyone would like to refresh and restart anything we've got going, feel free to hmu.

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if anyone could give a little guidance on how to edit reblogs, I'd surely appreciate it. Feel free to DM me.

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continued from this for @ragtagrunaways

The older, dark haired man laid beneath the other, groaning. Sweat, slowly, dripping down his tanned skin as he moved to bury his face into the bed. No one had ever made him want to scream in such delight just from eating his ass. The young man had a serious talent with that mouth and tongue. His eyes rolled a bit as he moaned into the sheets, begging them to keep his secret. Iain propped his head up just a bit to stare at Trent in awe. "Fuck yeah baby..." He groaned roughly as his hands gripped onto the bed.

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continued from this for @ragtagrunaways

It was a pretty typical night on Greek row on campus. Everyone was hollering and yelling as they traveled the sidewalks to each party, spilling drinks as they went. The red head tried his best to avoid the spillage as he headed down the path. With some waves and hoots of his own, he eventually found himself walking down the steps to a tunnel like area. This was this long breezeway that helped connect the different sides of Greek Row, almost like a shortcut.

As Ashton hopped down the steps, he heard the echo from his feet. That was when his bright eyes laid quickly on a man leaned up against the wall, stroking himself. A tightness built up in his tight, dark jeans as he slowly began to smirk. "Having fun there?" A quick quiz to the man. His heart was pounding underneath that tight, green tank that hugged his chest so well.

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After taking some time to finish up some mental health time, I’m working on getting replies all gathered. If anyone would like to continue what we had let me know, or if you’d like to start new.

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after some time away, I'm hoping, this weekend I can get back to things.

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I’m still around, just needed some time away. I’ll be back to plotting and posting soon.

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as i’m working on replies, hit me up on here or on discord at thesleuths

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sinfulnesxx​:

Ethan had gotten a personal trainer and although it all started out professional at first, little by little the coach began to flirt with him and offered him a more “personal” workout at a private place. To which, the boy accepted, as the man was fucking hot. Now, the beautiful curly-haired boy was naked, being pushed violently against that bed as Coach Brandon fucked him brutally like no other man had fucked him in a long time.

— Oh fuck yes! Spank me, Daddy! More, give me more — Ethan had liked being spanked on his ass. He wanted the man to spank his pale ass till leaving it red and with his hand branded there, take away a nice souvenir. The man’s loud beastly grunts mingled with the boy’s whimpers and loud moans, filling the entire room. His whole body was shaken with each thrust.

Another couple of filthy moans came out of his mouth as the man pulled his hair, making his back arch and lifting his ass up for that massive fat length delivery, feeling it touch his prostate, making him scream lustfully. — Yes, Daddy! I love your big black cock destroying my pretty white ass! I’m your fucking slut! — Ethan screamed between loud moans smiling.

In his line of work, he loved all the beautiful, eager men he got to meet. Hell, some of them were just worth of a one night stand, but not this one. The way his plump, bubble like butt bounced against him, taking his girthy length made it impossible not to get drawn in. Every bit of his body was something that drove him wild.

As he held the slut under his grasps against the bed, he growled happily as the younger man was so eager, so filthy for him. With a raise of his larger, free hand, he slapped it hard against the pale flesh he was drilling violently into. “Who’s your fucking daddy, slut? Scream it for me.” He gritted his teeth hard as he kept on and on, each thrust going harder, deeper even.  The way he whimpered and moaned for him brought out this darkness, a feral feeling. 

His fist full of his toy’s hair as he lifted him up just a bit. As soon as his cock slammed into his prostate and he screamed, Brandon moaned loudly himself, screaming in bliss. “Yeah, that’s fucking right, who owns you, boy?” He growled as he pushed, most of his length into him, holding it there. Those pale, bubble cheeks slamming hard against him as he pulled harder on his hair. “Say it.”