dirty men.

[sms: tomato dumbass]  dreamt bout your mama [sms: tomato dumbass]  she was pretty nice 😜😜 [sms: tomato dumbass]  but for real, was asking bc wanted to send you a video of me so you can tell me if it’s like hot before i send a girl, yknow? [sms: tomato dumbass]  usually i send moose but he asked me to stop [sms: tomato dumbass]  ig it was so big it was making him sad lmao 🍆 [sms: tomato dumbass]  but so what you say, lil arch?? 

he was particularly aroused that day; he had a couple of days off from the job of escorting, and not having to sleep with the pathetic figures that were the capitol citizens for some days was more than enough to get him hard. the older man, however, had some sort of meeting with some executives or whatever, and was trying to tell him about it before they had sex. if he wasn’t so turned on, cato would have paid attention to whatever gloss was saying, but his erection was starting to bother him, waiting for the (already shirtless) man to get in bed so he could do some pounding.   “ tell me about your day after i’m done with these tits, pretty thing. ”   cato didn’t know why it was, but to call a man even bigger than him such effeminate and demeaning names and have him obeying to him -- it got him literally throbbing. when gloss was in his proper position, he straddled the man’s hard abs, after harshly ripping his own underwear off. his cock stood tall and ready while he played with his food; quick pinching and pulling on the hard nipples, calmly brushing his thumb over the man’s lips, pushing his finger in between the full pecs. it didn’t even seem like the man who was oh-so-eager to begin their action.   “ gonna fuck them until they’re sore... ”   he whispered, menacing, before properly setting his shaft in place and starting to slowly rock back and forth, using gloss himself as basically a handle. the warmness would get low moans and groans from cato, and the beautiful sight that was soon got him picking up his pace more and more. the bed was soon creaking under them, going along with the rhythm of the strokes.   “ do you like it, my princess? you like it when i fuck your pretty tits? ”

thor had been far from kind while tying the other up, not caring a bit that the handcuffs were just slightly too tight or that the younger man would soon lose the feeling on his toes with the strength he used when knotting his legs to the chair’s – but he was sure the soreness on his wrists or his tingling feet would be the last thing robbie would complain about when thor was done with him. besides, if he was paying, he wouldn’t be careful with his toy. “i will make sure you don’t, don’t worry.” his smile, although genuine, certainly carried a malicious atmosphere. he grabbed the boy’s chin – not roughly, but with care and tender – and calmly pulling him closer, until he pressed a kiss to his cheek. “now, let’s start, shall we?” along with the words came a big, nearly soothing touch to the boy’s crotch. thor soon giving a slow massage to the boy’s cock, feeling it gettting hard under his touch.

camera ready in hand and cock ready to get (more than a type of) release, he had his new toy get in his tub (sure, he could make joe lick it clean - but he had other plans for him), building up anticipation. he could tell the sailor was aware of what was going to happen, and was more than happy. recording.   “ open up. ”   he tells, as he pulls his sweatpants and boxers to reveal his nice package. there were only a few seconds between his words and- ah! he didn’t properly aim for it, but seeing that most of his flow went to joe’s lips got a big grin on his face. after the lips, he made sure to get the pathetic little sailor uniform properly wet, and soon the stream was over. a shame, really; he wished he could see how much he could force onto his mouth.   “ c’ mere. ”   he grabs a handful of the curly hair and wipes his tip onto the other’s cheeks.   “ tongue out. ”   it wasn’t a request, and it wasn’t exactly a command either - ramsay said joe would put his faggot tongue out, and the other would simply do just that. he had a few punishments for when his toys weren’t being very compliant, but with the fag little sailor, he knew there would be no need to.

she was sure bruce had great reasons to ask another person instead of her, and it truly was none of her business whatever that reason was. still, the man’s reaction got a chuckle from her, and she calmly sat on the man’s table, besides all the paperwork. she had to hold herself back from reading it; if bruce wanted her to know about it, he’d tell her about it - shield related or not, bruce was her friend and ally and she had to trust him. you’re not a spy around him, you’re his friend. or whatever you two are - but still not a spy.   “ oh, i see - you don’t think we would look good together, okay... ”   it was very much not that and natasha was aware, but she wanted to see the man get flustered trying to explain. before he could say anything, she added onto the fake offending act.   “ i actually look great on long dresses, just so you know. ”

he was already grinding himself against the man, cheeks and chest flushed with pink, and all they had done was make out - maybe it was the two strong hickeys archie had left in his silky skin, or maybe the man’s dirty talk had worked even better than usual, or maybe he just was becoming more and more hungry for the man as their enconters progressed. they were both dressed, but peter was already dreaming of the sound of their skin slapping while he is filled with the man’s warmness.   “you’re teasing me really good, sir, sorry...”   he doubted the man was mad or frustraded that he was so eager, but the apology came become he could think. the permition kiss was specially slow and warm and inviting, and it went straight down to his crotch. with a big smile, he got out of the man’s lap, and to the floor, hands impatient to open the man’s belt and jeans. when he finally freed the thick erection, he couldn’t help but stare at it for a few seconds. a deep gulp, a glance from doe eyes to archibald’s features, and he had the man in his mouth. tongue swirling around the lenght, he lowered himself inch by inch, until he could feel the head in his throat and pubic hair against his face. for a few seconds, he stayed there, not daring to push his limits yet, but not backing down either - but then he came back, as slowly as he went in, taking a deep breath when the member was no longer heavy on his tongue.   “is this... is this good? i wan-”   he placed the tip on his open tongue, giving it a slow lick.   “i wanna be good.”

tony was probably past his third or fourth glass, and more-than-glad to finally be home (from that stupidly fancy party) with the objects of his desires; river wore a suit-and-tie like no one else, and it never failed to get the older man worked up.  “ no, no, no - leave the tie on. ”  he wondered if river knew how good he looked, actually, but soon dirtier thoughts took over his mind. quietly putting his scotch away, he slipped one hand over his crotch, not caring for the quality of the expansive suit. he could buy a thousand of those, but teasing his lover like that was priceless.  “ oh, my love, we both know you don’t want to make me convince you. i’m not the kindest, and will probably ruin way more than just your pants if you don’t obey. ”

he knew his partner (or whatever he and daniel were; ‘friends with benefits’ wasn’t feelings-based enough, and ‘boyfriends’ was too exclusive - and so they tried not to label themselves) very much loved when they did a round two in the shower, and he had grew this raging boner during practice for some reason... so why not put both together? his lover would get the shower sex he oh-so-enjoyed and archie would get the release he was so eager for (and that was showing). already shirtless when he came home, he was more than quick to pull both his red gym shorts and jockstrap down, throwing them somewhere in the bathroom. the ginger got in the shower, leaving the glassdoors very much open to the man who would follow his steps, turning the warm water on - but not getting himself wet; instead, he simply leaned against the humid cold wall, erection standing tall and invinting to the older man. dan appeared already naked in the bathroom, and he couldn’t hold back a smirk. the figure of the man, bulky and muscled and deepily hungry for his dominance, got his cock twitching.  “ come here, my love - the water is great. ”  with the teasing, came along a slow stroke of his length.