#open gay smut starter

[manscend]

location: Your muse's placenotes: Open to bottoms and male muses; feel free to assume connects.setting: Your muse posted an ad online where they left the front door unlocked and Marlon is responding to it.

The door clicked as it closed behind him. The apartment wasn't anything that Marlon would look twice at, but the smell of lube and sex was the first thing that cut through the air. It hung over the space and brought static to the surface of his skin that the gangbanger couldn't deny. He'd gotten plenty of turns in prison, an ass was an ass, and it wasn't hard to find a mouth to bury himself inside of. This was different; this would be his first nut as a free man. Some might even call that shit romantic.

Marlon whistled as he took one look at the splayed, gaped hole that was there waiting for him. Truth be told, he wasn't good at this anon thing. Marlon didn't have any interest in this getting out, but back in the day, he'd just let a friend go down on him and then write it off as being too drunk to care. Now he let his hand come down in a hard smack at the exposed backside, "Damn, how many have been here before me?"

[cxncordia]

So what did they wear for Halloween?

Adan (above, left), as usual, took the moment to come as his real self, the Sun God Apollo.

Antonio (above, center) decided to ask his cousin Arturo for his suit and dressed up as a fireman.

Alejo (above, right) decided to play it coy and dress up as a mermaid. Even if he's not wearing a fish tail, his singing is enough to pass.

Allen (below, left), played it safe and came as a Viking.

Alden (below, center), decided to think of the Roman Empire and came as a Centurion.

Addison (below, right), practical as ever, noticing it was going to be a cold night dressed up as an aviator.

Want to play with them in a Halloween party setting? Like this post for a short starter with them wearing said costumes.

[comiiical]

open to bottoms. 30+

Outfit. Bonus points if your muse is one of the elves and his outfit is relatively as skimpy if not made it worst the moment he steps into the classroom with him.

It wasn’t rare for the school he worked at  to host a Christmas party. But hosting one like that one was a rarity. Raising money for charity while he was in a very skimpy outfit to put the Single men in the schoolboard and parentboard for auction for the night was ... uncomfortable. The bunch of straight women that would fight for the little elves, as he was forced to call them. After two hours of talking, drinking, and feeling his cock uncomfortably hang in the tight pants that he was praying were not showing too much, Xavier went to his office where he dropped on the chair with a loud sigh, legs barely spread and spinning his chair around.

Minutes after, with his mind foggy and nearly falling asleep, he woke to the weight of one of the parents sitting on his lap and hugging to him like he was the real Santa, bringing a chuckle to his face. “Well, Someone is asking to be added to the naughty list.”

[multistoty]

i took my meds so i need some cannon threads or smaller fandoms so please like, reblog, or message

[thefcw]

Open to: m (tops) Plot here: tldr; Caius is a prince of the enemy nation and got captured in battle. There are rumours of him liking being under men more than he likes leading them so to humiliate him and his family your muse decides to test out those rumours Connection: a king, prince, general etc. anyone of higher rank who is also Caius’ nations’s enemy

He didn’t come there easy, even if he was knocked out in battle Caius gave whatever fight he could when he was dragged towards the enemy encampment. Although he may have been a prince he was never the sophisticated type, instead of grand balls and culture Caius was more interested in living a life of a soldier as much as he could. And he preferred a certain type of company aside from the women hoping he would propose to them.

Eventually Caius was overwhelmed by the enemy soldiers, pressed on the ground and beaten until they could chain his hands and lock them to a support beam of a tent above him, stripping his bloodied clothes while they were at it. They seemed to go towards just holding and humiliating him, there was no torture yet but Caius wasn’t scared, he would get out one way or another. His planning was cut short when a familiar man walked into the tent, Caius would recognise the bastard anywhere. He was a sworn enemy after all, “Don’t consider this a victory, if anything I’ll make it my duty to be an inconvenience.”

[luca-street-chris-deacon-rp]

Open Thread

Open to everyone - M/F

Relationship type - Friend, lover, spouse, colleague, ex partner.

Plot type - Drama, angst, smut with plot

Approved Kinks- Roleplay, objectication, breath play, knife play, BDSM, exhibitionism, scene play, dom and sub, sadism and machoism, edge play, CBT, impact play, rope bandage, fisting, pegging, orgasm control, dirty talk, nipple play, gags, praise kink, electrostimulation, whipping, wax play.

Plot - Luca has been secretly diagnosed with stomach cancer and he's decided that he's leaving SWAT and leaving LA, but he doesn't intend on telling anyone who is in his life. Convince him to stay and give him some hope because he may or may not get the treatment to fight it.

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Luca removed his bag from his locker and discreetly began removing the contents of his locker piece by piece so no one would notice, sighing softly as he jammed a few pictures into one of the pockets before zipping up the pocket. In a few weeks he would be gone and no one would know where he would end up because truthfully, he didn't know where he would end up. And since he was off the next day, he was planning on going home and getting shit faced drunk. Do drunk that he wouldn't be able to walk, talk or even think.

[bluejeanbaby]

open to: m/nb/f

plot: bas and your character are adult film co-stars...but he's interested in more.

"I'm just suggesting that maybe....we do this all without the cameras or crew." Bastian said, smirking at his partner between takes. It wasn't professional, not in the least, but he'd be lying if he said he didn't want the other. "You don't even have to call me daddy." he teased with a wink.

[monstersxxorxxmen]

OPEN TO M/F/NB  WANTED CONNECTION: EITHER THE GHOST OR THE PERSON HE’S GIVING THE MESSAGE TO.

Usually Elliot didn’t try to help spirits move on, not anymore. The spirits didn’t have to suffer the damn consequences of going up to a possibly grieving person and delivering them a message or whatever it may be. But this ghost had been pestering him, Elliot hadn’t had a moment of peace in weeks and as annoyed as he was he was also sympathetic to the spirits plight.

Which is why he found himself standing around like a creep outside somewhere the spirit said the person the frequented often because he refused to look like a stalker and go to their home. He saw the person he needed to speak to “Remember I do this you leave me alone,” he muttered as he walked up to the person in question “Excuse me! Can I talk to you for a minute?”

[sweetlittlebabyboy]

Open to Alpha Males, Ordinary Human Males, Slashers, Monsters, Killers, Vampires and Werewolves. Just be horny as fuck, lol.

Possible Themes: Dub-Con, Non-Con, Size Difference, Loss of Virginity, Corruption, Mpreg, ABO, Slasher, Kidnapping, Musk Play, Breeding, Knotting.

Scenario: Long lost Omega is out in the woods. On a full moon, in full heat. Human Omega. Abandoned by his pack when he was born. Has no idea he has wolf lineage. Has no idea someone is watching him. If need be, Caleb can be an ordinary human. He has a pussy, if you want otherwise, DM me.

The full moon was overhead. Musical moans escaped Caleb's lips. He laid in the grass, beautifully butt naked, continuing to play with his beautiful virgin opening. The boy was so young, pretty and pink. The smaller build young man had been camping by himself all weekend. He needed an escape from his drunk of a father and addict of a brother. Caleb was so horny, he thought he was going to go insane. All weekend long, he's been playing with his pretty little orifice. He was so lonely, and in desperate need of a real man to claim him. That's when he heard it, something in the woods. He had no idea that someone or something was watching him.

Almost reaching his climax, he quickly came back to reality when he heard that noise. He felt like he was being watched.

" H.....h...Hello......is arnyone there?"

[modcrnspirits]

open starter! alone at night. muse: victor gallagher. plot: victor has an interest on your muse (could be simply sexual and one-night stand or an obsession or even a criminal reason). he found a way to "meet" your muse and catch him. possible k*nks: breeding, ties and ropes, bondage, k*dnapping, forbidden love, st*lking, body worship (armpit, feet, etc.)

"You dropped this." Victor made a movement with his fingers, showing a phone he was holding - a phone he had just pulled out of the man's pocket as they rode the last train of the day and left on the same station. "You know, these is a dangerous place. I heard they even have wolves running around. You shouldn't be walking home alone. I sure as hell don't want to do it myself." He handled the man the phone with a smile. "Would you mind if I walk with you for a bit?" His voice was soft and friendly. In all ways, he was just a nice guy. Except he was the reason that area was known to be dangerous. Him and his wolves. But the guy had nothing to worry about. His scent was too delicious for any evil to befall upon him. "My name is Victor." He offered the stranger a hand.

[courtesons]

looking for: males, any age.

summary: peter is going door to door collecting donations or selling something (your choice which) and your muse has let them in only for peter to notice quite a few unusual items.

Peter hated having to do this, but when you were a poor college student who needed cash quickly…well, sometimes that meant doing the more demeaning kind of work such as having person after person slamming their front door in your face when you try to get them to listen to you on behalf of the company you were working for. Peter was on door number thirty something or…maybe it was forty something when he finally got someone willing to listen and even invite them in considering it wasn’t exactly warm outside.

So he walked into their living room, rambling away and giving them the whole speech when he took notice of the room itself. Noticing quite a few…well, unusual items that you wouldn’t normally see in a living room that would make most people blush, especially Peter. Though perhaps the most noticeable was the rather large cage in the room that took up a decent portion of the floor space.

“Oh wow, uh…big dog?”

[movierentals]

open to: m/f/nb. platonic, romantic, and smutty dynamics all welcome. feat. BRETT WILLIAMS, the biggest himbo on campus !

"it's summertime. do you really expect me not to have the gun show out twenty-four seven?" curling a bicep beside his head, brett took a moment to admire his own muscle — and who could blame him? this was his time of the year, no longer forced to constrain his body underneath the layers that the cold winter had called for. "get used to it, 'cause i'm about to be flexin' up & down greek row on a daily basis. free of charge, if i might add . . . no need to thank me."

[cxncordia]

HEAT

Idea: Both you and Victor are at Nevermore Academy (based on the Wednesday series). He’s a senior, a werewolf and... well, you are his new roomie. Oh, also, he’s about to go into heat in a few minutes. Enjoy!

Looking for: Young bottoms. Masculine bottoms, femenine bottoms, femmes... you name it.

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“Finally, you have arrived,” he said picking himself up from the couch. Victor was wearing nothing but a pair of pants and a wife beater, knowing really well that his entire body was well framed by the lack of sleeves and the skin tight pants that covered his legs. “Listen, I’m gonna be real honest with you now that you have arrived: we’re gonna be sharing tons of things. So let me start by sharing you my name, I’m Victor and I’m gonna be your roomie for the next year.” A quick grin came to his face as he lifted himself up from the couch and began walking towards the other. Victor wasted no time as he got up, walked to door and scoot the last baggage his new friend had, closing the door behind him with a metallic click that locked the place up. “Alright. Now, let’s get rid of these pesky clothes. My heat is about to come any minute now and I’m gonna need some relief.” Straight to the point.

[cigarettesandcoffee]

muse: elhan demir, he/him, 45, pansexual, a shadow broker who deals in valuable information, generally has a stick up his ass, pleasure dom

plot: y/m has been a cohort of his for a bit of time that he uses to help gather information at high society events by posing as a couple (your muse can be an escort, a model, a celebrity of some kind, etc.) something something y/m catches feelings? 👀 (fair warning, he might be a dick about it at first)

open to: anyone 21+

"Why do you look like someone kicked your puppy?" He grumbled beneath his breath, glancing over his shoulder at the other. "If you're going to pout all night, I'll go alone."

[dcrkcrwns]

𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐨: men who are 25+ 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫: winter is 22, just graduated college, bottom 𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐭: winter just graduated college and he + your character are doing their annual boys camping trip that they have done for many years now. 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧: boyfriend, best friend, older step brother/brother, step father/father, uncle, utp. 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐜: charles melton, peter gadiot, rafael silva, chris evans, brandon larracuente, nico greetham

he was so excited. whenever it was the summer, the other man and him took their annual boys camping trip. it was something he always looked forward to. they've done this trip since winter could remember. he had some of the best memories from them. the year before was probably one of his favorites, but this year, he knew it would top this one.

when they arrived to their little spot, he was excited to go down towards the lake. the water would feel so good, especially on this hot day. but also, the fact that no one seemed to have known their little lake. the small body of water secluded from many of the main paths and areas where others set up camp. but winter walked his way down to their little lake and he started to take his clothes off. " hey, come on! you're going to miss the fun. " he said as he took off his shirt, and then his underwear. the lighter toned butt clearly evident and he laughed. " come on! " he shouted before he ran and jumped in the water.

[rileyrp]

—muse : elliot dumont , escort , homosexual , 29 . —welcome to : mutuals & non mutuals . —open to: male , trans , nb . —plot : elliot is at a bar and your muse is keeping him company - can be platonic or turn into something sexual.

elliot has been an escort for so many years now that he forgets that people have a life outside of his little escorting world where the only two people that matter are him and the person he's servicing. he's half way drunk, head fuzzy and eyes slightly blurry as he orders another drink. "my most favourite and least favourite thing is the wedding band mark you can see on men's wedding ring fingers," he says, huffing out a laugh. "they think taking if off while i suck their dick makes it better, or easier, who knows?" he says as he looks to his left. "i think i'm numb to the fact i fuck married men for a living." he wouldn't be this wordy without the alcohol in his system but he he's loose tongued and doesn't care enough right now to consider how he might be feeling about his job right now.