#okay let me shut up before this place closes 😕

[basiccortez]

pegging jake for the first time.

that’s it

that’s the prompt

oh bestie… i can’t see it with jake😕 i just can’t BUT i do see it with Sammy Boy.

dirty shit under the cut

-Samuel Francis Kiszka is 100% a pillow princess and you can not tell me otherwise.

-I feel like at first, he'd be really shy and scared to ask you, so once you figure it out what he wants you're like "oh okay, this is hot."

-he'd be so whiny and bratty. You would have him completely ready to burst before you even start pegging him. He'd be begging for it, begging for anything really, your mouth, your hand, your fingers.

-he'd be a moaning crying mess when you first start to touch him there. He'd probably be skittish and jump at first, it's foreign to him, no one has ever been that intimately close to touching his prostate or his ass.

-once you finally slip your finger in, he's seeing stars. Bright, white, shinning stars in his visions. His cock is leaking, and so fucking red and hard, it hurts him. He didn't ever think he could get that hard, but here he is, trying to rut himself into the mattress to get some relief.

-THE FUCKING DIRTY TALK AND NAMES

-Stuff you would say: "you like that Sammy? Of course you do, you fucking brat." "My own little princess, how cute you look for me, all fucked out." "You really want it Sammy? You want my fingers inside you? Such a dirty boy for me."

-Stuff he would say: "Please mama, make me cum." "Tell me I'm a good boy, I promise to be a good boy." "I want it mama, please. I want you in me. Please, I've been so good."

-His orgasm would literally send him crying, like you've never seen anything like it. The sounds he make a straight obscene porn sounds. You are surprised that no one has come knocking on your door to tell you to shut the hell up.

- His back is arching, knuckles turning white as he grips the bed sheets, your hips slamming against his ass, his hair in your fist as you pull his head back, his mouth is wide open, his hand wrapped tightly around his cock as he's jerking himself off, his cock shooting hot ropes of cum. You both have never seen him bust so much, his cum is everywhere, all over the bed, all over him.

-"Sammy. . . you made a mess." "I'm sorry, I-I just couldn't-t help it. You fucked me so good."

-AFTERCARE IS A MUST!!!!!

-"I'm going to pull out okay," You whisper, placing a soft kiss on his back. You can see him shaking trying to keep up his fucked out body. You slowly pull out and hear him let something between a hiss and a moan. He collapses on the bed, not having any energy at all.

-You take everything off, slip on a t-shirt and walk over to him. He's already half asleep, "Sammy, wake up baby. I need to clean the bed and you need to take a bath, okay."

-"Okay," He mumbles. You help him out of bed, walking gingerly to the bathroom. You draw him a bath, and put him in it while you clean up the bedroom. Once the bedroom, Sam and yourself are cleaned, you both lazily fall into bed, holding each other close and drift off into a blissful sleep.