#college jock

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[imleotyler]

Waiting for you to show up

[bodyloading]

Who’s going to help me blow up?

[thesecretw0rld-blog]

Keep it brief

[blueeaglepartyclod]

Pin me down.

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[fitbearcatcher]

Big jock package

[faraway-archive]

My Own Hole

Yan!Jock x FTM reader

Tw: stalking, force r@pe, non-con/dub-con, smut (of course), yandere behavior, breeding, overstimulation, fucked senseless, semi de-trans, male praise

AN; not really proof read sorry in advanced, this was supposed to be posted on my birthday (Jan 14th) but than I got distracted lol

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You've been living the college life, trying to get by while making sure you're on top of your academics. You got invited by your friends to go to this college sport game to cheer on your college, agreeing since your friend didn't want to go alone. When you arrive and looked around the court, it was humongous and you can't believe that your own college made it to state final. After you and your friend found your seats, you see each team member from your college huddled up with their coach to talk about what you can only assume is their team plan.

While waiting for the game you get the feeling that someone was staring at you but you can't tell from who. Until you look back down at your college team to realize it was one of the sports member, once you notice him, he gave a smile and went back to talking to his team. Confused you looked away and went on your phone, waiting for the game to start.

It was getting intense, one side keep one upping but the other side catches up. You never thought that you would be this into your own college sport team winning. You knew that your college ranked in sport is decent but you never knew they could go this hard. While cheering your team on, you didn't notice the same guy glancing back at you and his eyes widen. He convinced himself that you were cheering for him and manage to get the win within the last seconds of the game being over. Everyone cheered as soon as that final point went in. Everyone was so happy and he wanted to scoop you right up and hug you.

But you didn't even know him, but he knew you. You and him had a class together but never interacted. You sat near the front of the class while he sat in the back. He has always admired you from the first day of seeing you in class. Something about you invaded his mind. He couldn't get enough of you and wanted you all by himself. So he stalked you. Memorizing your schedule, your route to and from college, what your day is like if it's the weekends. He even found your own social media and couldn't get enough of looking at you. He wanted you to be his. His own partner. He wanted you to wear his jersey, cheering him on, visiting and staying at his place. Not to mention the things he wanted to do with you in private, on his bed. He wanted to see you beg for his cock, screaming his name, seeing your body reacting to his cum, cumming inside of you, the whole 9 yards.

Once the game has finally ended, you and your friend took the bus home, leaving him behind. Which was unfortunate for him because he wanted you in his car and to talk to him. But no matter, he will get you to notice him and talk to him. No matter what.

While heading back to your apartment you didn't notice the same guy peeking around the corner. And as soon as you walked in, he quickly scrambled to get in, holding his breath as he was a couple inches away from you. One wrong move and you would hear him. Thankfully though because you were tired, you never looked behind you and bee-lined to go shower. He let out a breath of relief once you left the entry-way.

Carefully he slowly approached your shower as he hears the water flowing, he can only imagine what your body looked like. Biting his lips and touching his harden dick, trying to relive himself but he couldn't. He needed to wait until you got out so he slowly walked to your bedroom and hid near your closet.

After what felt like ages you came out of the bathroom, towel wrap around you as you head towards your closet. With your back to him, he quickly grab you and one hand covering your mouth. Shocked you stood still as he heavily breath down your neck, his hand making your towel drop down onto the floor.

Hand traveling down your tight cunt that's when you came back to reality and tried to wiggle your way out. It was no use this guy was taller, huger and stronger than you. Whimpering you beg him not to rape you and just take what he needed.

Chuckling he mumbled, "The only thing I need is you, darling. I've been watching you for so long and I can't wait anymore." And before you could ask, he toss you onto your bed and clime on top of you. It was the guy from the game! The guy who was looking at you! You couldn't believe it, why would he be after you? He must have seen your confused look and he smirked at you. He already took off his clothes including his underwear. You can see his hard dick twitching at you, waiting to be put into your cunt.

"You like what you see pretty boy? You want this dick in your little needy hole?" Whimpering you slowly backed away but it was no use, he grab your ankle and pull towards him. Rubbing his dick on your cunt, smearing his pre-cum and slowly teasing you by putting his dick in your fold but doesn't fully go through.

"Don't think you can runaway now. I wasn't expecting you to have a tight looking cunt but a dick. But I won't complain. I like having a hole dedicated to my cock. You're perfect for me. I can't wait for my dick to be in this tight boy cunt of yours." Moving his dick to the side, he started to finger your hole. Flinching at the sudden entrance of your hole you squeak, quickly covering your mouth to not let any other sound out.

Smirking he pins both of your hands above you and he keeps fingering you. Slowly moving in and out, rubbing your clit and picking up the pace as your organism reaches near. Biting your lip, you couldn't keep your voice in and you let out a moan. Begging him to let you cum but he stops as you were about to cum. Whining you beg for him to finish you. He enjoys you pleaded look and the way you beg, it was much better than he imagine it would be. Grabbing his cock he gently slaps it against your needy hole.

"You want this? Beg for it more darling." Whimpering, you start begging for his cock, for him to ram it into you, for him to fuck you senseless, wanting him to ruin your hole and your mind. Just begging for him to fuck you. After hearing you beg, he finally gave in and shove his dick in. You let out a big moan and a breathily sigh. You didn't realize how huge his cock was, considering it was sorda hidden from you. You can feel his dick twitching in you, you slowly moved around to get more friction; to ride off of his dick but he never moved. Instead he watches you be a drunken mess trying to get your organism.

After what seems like awhile he starts moving, and moving fast. Both of you ride each other's high and as he fucks you, he lets go of your hands and grabs you waist. To get more leverage and to just ram into you as much as he could. While fucking he leans over to kiss you and you happily kiss back, wrapping your arms around him and legs around his waist, he continues to fuck you senseless. Even after multiple organisms and begging him for stop, he never does and fucks you until the sun comes up.

I hope you liked this~ <3 sorry again for any grammar errors or sentences that doesn't make any sense.

[bodyloading]

All out of cream and ice cream. Who wants to help change that?

[yxami]

Stupid little thought after brainstorming. I know I know, I should be working on the request I got because I’ve only gotten a few so far but I wanted to feed you guys something while I finished that up.

Description: yandere jock, heavy bullying, bully to friend unnamed yandere, he’s just called yandere jock throughout the story cuz I don’t think he’ll be an oc unless people are interested. Also for the life of me I could not find a book that was like soaked even though I was searching soaked muddy book aesthetic for ages LMFAO.

Yandere jock that just can’t help but watch the little quiet kid in the corner, he just wondered what you did all day. You were quiet, meek, and didn’t do anything.

He had never bothered to look at you before so why now? He watched you interact with the few friends you had in your classes. He knew you didn’t have any actual friends other than some classmates you spoke to. He knew you were rather boring but you still somehow peaked his interest. There was something about you that couldn’t stop him from trying to find out more.

He followed you home once and also couldn’t help but wonder what the inside of your house looked like. His curiosity beat the best of him and he broke into your house the same night! Of course he made sure you didn’t know, but he had to see what your room looked like too! Since he was there why wouldn’t he?

Same guy who would randomly start to poke and make fun of you. It started one day and never stopped, he would jab at your choice in clothing, how you never talked, anything about you? He would make fun of you for it. Even if it was normal and rather bland thing he would find a way to bully you about it!

Of course, nothing was done about the bullying. It was rather unnoticed at your school, it wasn’t uncommon to see a person humiliate another. You were just an unlucky person who was the victim.

You didn’t do anything about the bullying since this was a well known guy at the school. He was attractive, athletic, and very good with people. He had many friends, and everybody loved him! So what if he had a few cheating scandals with every short relationship he got in? Nobody cared! He was cool and that wasn’t going to ruin his reputation.

You were at your usual spot in the school gardening area. Nobody went there unless it was the gardening club after-school. You were sat on a little brick lining to give plants a little leverage from the ground. You heard footsteps and a painfully recognizable voice stop in front of you that sneered at you.

“What are you doing? Do you really have no fucking friends that you read your little books here?” He laughed so hard as if a award winning comedian had told him a joke.

“Uhm.. yeah.” You mumbled to yourself.

“Can you speak any fucking lower? You’re so pathetic” He snatched your book away from you and you got up quickly trying to retrieve it.

“Please don’t! It’s the schools book! It’s not mine!” Your urgent tone wasn’t for show. The book was expensive because of the length and quality of it. You knew you wouldn’t be able to pay for it if he destroyed it!

“That’s even better” He grinned throwing the book in a puddle that had formed under a hose’s doing. You saw it splash back under your bully’s shoe as he further destroyed it. Smushing it made it so it was now muddy and soaked.

You didn’t want to cry, you sat down trying your best to keep it in. Your throat burned as you felt a lump that was developing through your throat.

Please don’t cry right now please don’t please please please

Tears forced themselves out of your eyes, it stung and your face reddened. You were embarrassed but you couldn’t help it. You were upset and sad about the book.

The reason of your tears was a little stunned that you were crying. The balls of your palms were in your eyes as you tried to cover them. Tears ran down your face to your cheeks and your pants. He didn’t think you would actually cry? You never cried whenever he bullied you, so why now?

“Ah-.. why are you crying..?” He was a little awkward. He didn’t know you were going to be like that.

You didn’t say anything but just let out a sob. You just sat there.. and sobbed.

“H-hey! I’m sorry just stop crying! Look I’ll pay for your book. I didn’t realize it was so important!” He quickly said. His hands waved in the air in a flustered manner. He wanted you to stop crying.

Once he realized that you were still crying he picked up your book and swiped off excess muddy water as much as he could. He tried smiling as he handed it to you.

You stared at the book and took it in your hands. Still upset a few more tears raced down as you sniffled.

“I’ll pay for it I swear! Just stop crying, okay?” He said after noticing your wavering expression. He was still shocked that you were even crying over a book. Not all the insults he threw at you, not the intense bullying he did, just a book? You were so weird..

“Okay..” All you could say was okay. You didn’t want to speak further, your hands clenched around the book as you left as quickly as you could. He tried chasing after you, not thinking you would leave so quickly.

“Hey! Hey wait up!” He grabbed your shoulder after rather effortlessly catching up to you.

You looked up at him, eyelashes wet from salty tears, slightly red eyes as well. Your face obviously showed signs of freshly recent sobbing that he has just seen. His heart actually ached seeing you like that. Yeah, of course, he would see your irritated and defeated face when he bullied you but not this one.

“Let me buy it right now, okay? And then I’ll buy you something from lunch? Does that sound good?” He spoke in a sickly sweet tone as if you were an upset kid. It weirded you out that he was trying to act nice now.

“m’ fine, just go away please..!” You kept marching on while this so called ideal of a man kept following you.

“Cmon, I’m trying to be nice!” He insisted.

“I don’t care! You’re being fucking weird go away!!” You ran off finally speaking some of your mind. This time you weren’t chased by an athletic guy that you probably shouldn’t have been running from in the first place.

The next few days were rather quiet. No tall intimidating guy that would bully you. Just your regular silence that you didn’t know you would miss so much before he showed up in your life.

That’s until he started bugging you again. Trying to give you little trinkets and gifts. What was he aiming to get? Your gratitude?

You were sat again in the garden area, despite knowing he discovered your spot.

He walked in and you both immediately met eyes. You quickly tried getting up before he told you to sit down and sat down next to you.

“Listen I’m sorry, I feel bad for bullying you.”

“Why are you apologizing now..?” You were so genuinely confused.

“I don’t know myself, I just didn’t feel good after seeing you cry. It made me feel weird, I didn’t like it.”

“So this is just because you’re guilty?” You stared at him blankly with a disgusted look on your face. One you couldn’t hide even if you tried.

“Ugh, I don’t know! Just let me buy you stuff so it’s not so awkward!” He sighed.

“You never even let me buy that book for you, so we’re going to go get it now!” He looked at you and grabbed your hand, leading you to the library that you were so fond of.

“I don’t want to go with you! I forgive you, just stop bothering me” You whined about having to go spend time with him.

“I’m buying this book for you, I don’t care what you say”

“You’re so annoying!”

These events were probably the ones that led up to that same jock following you all the time like a puppy. He was now your friend unfortunately, he was much nicer than before and properly apologized once you let him.

He treated you fairly, not mocking or bullying you anymore. He treated you way better it was a little unsettling. You just assumed after him seeing you cry that was him drawing the line. Which was a really strange place to draw the line.

He would buy you gifts as soon as you said you were interested in something, he would ward off any potential friends predators by getting naturally touchy with you, basically becoming your body guard.

He still kept up his daily stalking, sometimes being able to come over if he begged enough.

What a weirdo!