not hell, but close

hello. this is my writing blog. highly likely the dove is dead here..

i use he/they

i love all of decaydance and will write for any of them.

i will be posting objectively shitty drabbles and about the men that get my dick hard

you can also talk to me but im dreadfully uninteresting 👍

my only boundary is scat. everything else is fine

dadson is my favorite dynamic because I was molested as a child

anyway that’s not important to the situation at hand

i do genuinely believe pete would be a good dad! if you didn’t look at it through a precise lense everything between the family would look beyond perfect. pete would do anything for that doe-eyed kid! unfortunately.. being a single father with the sweetest naive son is really fucking hard!! i cannot blame him either. so as ryan grows up, it gets so much harder to just jerk off to innocent beach photos of the boy.. a lot harder to resist when his son is growing up into a real man :( he didn’t even get to bathe ryan anymore, the curiosity to know what he’d developed into was almost painful

so, building up to it, he’d touch ryan more, he’d get him used to his dads hands on him gradually— public school was never an option in pete’s mind, so it’s not like he’d ever been outright taught this was bad, not with the man he trusted most of course. why would he question the big hand over his clothed cock and soft voice telling him that he was “just trying to help with puberty.”

and just like a real boyfriend would, pete finally decides it’s the night. he lays ryan down, gets his clothes off all nice, but unfortunately, he just can’t wait anymore! so he shoves into ryan, pushing past the tight and dry resistance, fucking into the virgin boy like an absolute animal. ryan’s crying, a part of him feels pretty betrayed.. his dads never hurt him. but all the same, it feels amazing! obviously the both of them would get to cum.