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Become a man so beautiful and fabulous that cis men get jealous. Be so chic and it you're the moment as you always were.

Finger bruises on my arms and wrists from pinning me down, bite marks on my neck and chest, impact bruises on my tits, arse and thighs, cane marks on my back, stomach and feet, and cheek bruises from repeated slapping.

Now I’m gonna cut your hair for you- my hands on your face, scratching along your scalp and- now I’m climbing into your lap. No, this is necessary. You’re gonna look so good when I’m done with you.

Let me see your hands- wow they’re so pretty. I mean, let me paint your nails. Yeah of course I gotta do it for you- we don’t want you messing it up now, do we? I’m making you my perfect boy, after all.

Computer show me a dude in lace

stoner older bro that has little concept of modesty, especially when he's at home

lil bro's constantly so pent up, sometimes he can barely think through the wave of hormones flooding his system without any proper sort of release. lashing out at his brother, nagging him about how messy he leaves things and how he smells and how he dresses (or barely does, really)

older bro just smirks and shoves a knee between the boy's legs, his expression gets smug when the kid moans loudly and goes bright red

⟣⠀sibcest, drugging, noncon, gangbang

older brother who drugs you up with his friends over so they can all get a turn on using you. they'd each be pulling your clothes off while you're dizzy and barely able to stand, then they'd pass you around just like they do with their blunt. they stretch you open and break you in, sometimes with multiple of them in at a time. each ruining your holes, leaving you gaping. it'd hurt, but you'd be too high to do anything other than take it. you were their personal cum dumpster now.

“big brother, it’s not what you think, i i was just..” as i shush him and move to him, kneeling next to his bed, using my hand to drag along his needy boycunt, feeling his tdick twitch against my finger, mumble “oh.. this is just what you needed, huh?” as his poor little dick twitches.

i wanna feel him get wetter and wetter as my fingers slide into him, gently moving in and out as he tries to squirm away: “big brother, this isn’t right,” but he keeps tightening, so obviously, it feels right to him.

i wanna feel him cum around my fingers, whining all loud. i wanna shove his face into his pillow, saying “shh. don’t let daddy hear. he’ll be mad. this has to stay between us, okay?” as im shuffling behind him to fuck him over and over again, until he goes dumb beneath my touch.