I have this fantasy in which I'm basically a chew toy for a pack. They need an outlet ! One of us has to do it, and since I'm the smallest and the less masculine, it's my time to shine.
So every time there's a problem, a conflict, anything that could lead to a huge fight, they turn to me instead. There's no warning, no heads-up, they just shove themselves into me and bite my neck so I don't move. They take turns, but sometimes they're impatient, so they're just trying to get in by any means necessary.
🧸 (hi I'm a t guy and I love your list of kinks 👋)
Well the mutts gotta relieve themselves somehow! What better way than a compliant sweet bottom who is more than willing to just spread for them at moment's notice. You're constantly contorted in various positions and you get accustomed to having a mouth full of earth when you're suddenly shoved down because somebody got beaten in a hunt and feels emasculated. Every once in a while they let you try for upgraded pack status. The guys form a ring as you and one of the smaller guys who barely made the cut go toe to toe. You're scrappy but he's desperate to keep his place. Most of the time it's a clean beat but when the pack feels it's getting too close they always find a way to sabotage you, lest they lose their favorite toy.
You go down hard and quick and before you can even really catch you're breath you've got a handful of sweaty hairy mongrels swarming you, shoving the heads of their cocks against you mouth and ass, excited and ready to remind you of your place. Maybe next time they'll let you win. Maybe next time you'll get treated as an equal. But the likelihood of that fades with every thrust and every smack. Frankly, you're just addictive
