#snzs

user: urcatboy

length: 10:27

desc: i haven’t been good being away for so long ~~ u can only learn if u discipline urself, right ?

[contents] stifles, half-stifles, rapid snz, let out snz, loads of inducing, begging (hehe), mess starting at 6:49

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“i haven’t been good, have i?” urcatboy asks in a gentle tone, subtly suggesting something a little more below the surface.

“maybe if i discipline myself, i’ll learn my lesson.”

he then turns to his side to grabs something out of frame. returning, in his hand he has a rolled up tissue formed into a rod.

“i’ll sneeze as much as you want me to, okay?”

his soft spoken nature—draped over with a sense of charm and slight suggestive tone makes his words all the more exciting.

he wastes no time doing what he’s promised. his lips part as the tissue eases its way inside his left nostril. an instant reaction sparks through his face—first at his eyebrows, flinching together as his wrist turns the tissue slowly.

soft puffs of air accompany his mouth widening, his tongue sheepishly beginning to poke out. each movement is slow, yet calculated in this buildup.

“h’tshh!”

a mist erupts into the air in front of him. his hand keeps the tissue steady once his body jerked forwards.

his eyes open briefly to look above him, his nostrils flaring outwards as the tissue continues to wriggle inside his nose. he seemingly hits a sensitive spot, his body twitching roughly before his eyes shut.

“gh—!”

he sneezes immediately, spraying his entire body as his head snaps downwards. another shoots out directly after with no hesitation. he licks his lips as he brings his body upright, his hand roughly wriggling the tissue back and forth in a more sporadic manner. this instantly causes another two or three sneezes this time, him straining to keep his head tilted upwards so that you can see almost everything. his nostrils widen with every sneeze, them just eager to relieve the tickle as he is.

he continues to induce himself, each round of wriggling the tissue then sneezing a couple times begins to quicken in pace. now, it seems he’s sneezing a few times more and a little faster.

that’s until one particular sneeze suddenly halts the cycle, teetering on the very edge.

he pants loudly, wriggling the tissue in desperation to sent himself over the edge. even though that seems to tickle him more just as he wanted, the sneeze just doesn’t want to come.

after a few more seconds of waiting, it’s gone. he sighs, sniffling as his body relaxes back against the bed frame. his arm reaches out of frame to grab something, returning with another rolled rod of tissue. after letting himself breathe for a moment, he now slides the fresh rod into his other nostril. his entire face flinches at the sensation. his mouth jerks open as it makes its way deeper inside.

he now re-adjusts how he’s holding each tissue—each hand now holding rod. his hands slowly begin to work the tissues inside his nose, but his composure doesn’t last for long.

the first few sneezes are kept directly in view, his upper body tensed to keep himself upright. however, this doesn’t last very long. he’s gradually beginning to lurch further a little more with each sneeze, his hands shaking as they trigger sneeze after sneeze with no stopping. he’s merciless with himself.

his fit continues, but it’s audible how he’s running out of air. sure, he gets a gasp or two in between sets, but it’s not enough to keep him going. his body knows this, forcing him to stop by sending a wave of coughs through his chest.

he lets them out, bending a little more at his waist as each one wracks his frame. a few straggling sneezes shoot out of him afterwards, but the fit has pretty much stopped.

he now rests his head against the wall behind him, leaving the tissues poking out to hang freely. he brings his hand up to his forehead to push his hair back, pausing before a sneeze hits him. despite the force of the sneeze and his body lurching forwards, the tissues are still secured loosely in his nose.

he now looks at the camera. his visuals are pathetic. each side of his nose is prodded with a tissue as he slumps against his bed frame. his open mouth breaths send puffs of air to the ends of the tissues which are left unwound, pushing them upwards gently with every exhale.

with the end of the leash just out of sight, he tugs slightly at his collar, yanking his upper body forward by his neck while his head jerks back.

this seems to cause more than the small whine that slips out of him, his face morphing into a buildup.

he begins panting, his head still tilted back with the rods fluttering up and down with each breath. with a couple heavier hitches, he lurches forward with a sneeze that instantly dislodges the first rod onto his lap.

pulling the other one out, the tissue instantly bends on itself—soaked from the fit it just triggered. he scrunches his nose quickly before using a bent finger to rub at the tip.

he reveals a feather—one he’s never used before. usually, his videos include smaller, more pointed ones, but the one in front of him is exactly what’d you imagine a perfect feather would look like. it’s a bit bigger with a white, fluffy texture that makes it float delicately in the air.

he brings the feather up to the bridge of his nose, purposefully taking his time to avoid his trigger spot and build up the tension. despite this, he still manages to flinch at the delicate touch once it glides down the bridge, his nose still flaring as if it were right in front of it.

next, he decides to brush the feather very quickly across his nose. it’s fast enough to not trigger an entire sneeze, but it still sends a flicker of something through his nose.

“it’s soft,” he murmurs, circling the feather quickly once again.

“it…oh,” he begins to say, this time the feather encroaching a little longer than before. his movements are now slower, really letting the feather brush against his septum and the bottom of his nostrils.

it seems to catch him off guard how fast this sends a tickle through. he continues to play with it, a few hitches starting to appear.

“it…hih! i a-already h-have t—hih! t-to sn-neezehih!” he struggles to say, quickly building to a full release.

that is, until he pulls the feather away.

he abruptly leaves himself hitching, just barely at the precipice of a sneeze, before it slowly winds back down to 0.

“i don’t want t…” he starts after bringing the feather back to his nose. he’s almost turning away from himself, slightly tilting his head away from his hand as he tickles the side of his septum.

reaching the top of the buildup was much quicker this time around, him almost immediately returning to where he was just a moment ago. he hitches, furrowing his eyebrows desperately to try and hold back the sneeze he was triggering.

“let…me…”

his words are broken—struggling to string a phrase together. the feather seems to be completely consuming his focus now. the bristles softly brush against the bottom of his nose as he swishes it to and fro. that gentle touch seems to be almost torturing him.

“i have to…” he mumbles before a troubled exhale, his words now slurring together in a hurry. “so—”

he cuts himself off with a couple weak coughs. the feather continues to flutter back and forth just beneath his nose with his chest raising and falling with quickening breaths.

suddenly, he yanks the feather away from him before tightly pinching his fingers onto his nose. instantly, between his fingers, a rough sneeze shakes his entire body. another one soon follows, and now it’s a full blown fit. he’s pressing his thighs together as the fit continues on, each stifle sounding less secure than the last. he can barely open his eyes. it’s visibly clear that he’s struggling to keep each one contained.

he manages to hold it together for a few more moments, but one poorly timed shift of his hand results in a failed half stifle. his body immediately hooks on this, sending sneeze after sneeze, faster and faster.

he’s now struggling badly to keep this under wraps and try to recover. each sneeze sounds different than the one before it. he’s trying to pinch them back shut, but his body won’t let him.

the moment he concedes to his fate and fully unplugs his nose, a sharp inhale shocks his frame. two curt sneezes zip past him before he can even process it. now the floodgates have opened. he clumsily switches his hands to pushing his fingers against the ball of his nose, the camera now getting a full view of what’s about to come.

“et’shuu!”

with each release, you can just hear the irritation behind them. if that didn’t give enough of a hint, the light catches his nose beginning to run.

“oh,” he breathes out, sniffling. he bites his bottom lip slightly before looking up at the camera. “i’m sorry…”

“one more time…?”

he turns to lift a can of air freshener into the frame.

“it…” he starts, before a—

“hsh’uu…”

the sneeze, spawning from his sensitivity, sounds so rushed that there’s no way it could have been satisfying.

he sniffles before continuing. “i won’t be able to stop...”

his voice is usually one that is gentle and smooth, but now it’s bordering on pure exhaustion. his posture has also slouched considerably since the beginning.

pressing on the can’s trigger, a mist of freshener fills the air in front of him. he waves his arm back and forth a bit to increase its spread. his body’s reaction is almost immediate with a small flurry of coughs now crowding his chest. he places the air freshener can down, waving his hand in front of his face for some sort of feigned relief, it seems.

his face then melts into an languid expression, washing over him like he has no control over himself. you can quickly catch his eyes rolling back slightly before they fall shut, his mouth sliding open as his nose flares wildly.

he’s at the mercy of his body.

after a few clunky hitches, he lets out a sound that revs from the back of his throat. it sounds slightly desperate, like he’s overwhelmed, while also being the crescendo to whatever his body was about to hit him with.

the sneezes that erupt are messy. they’re coming out at such a pace that there’s not even a lull long enough for him to sniffle or collect himself. they’re much more uncontained now—sounding wilder and more uncontrollable than they ever have. mess begins to stream down his philtrum with each frenzied release.

he haphazardly places his hand on the bed, steadying himself so he doesn’t tip over. he starts blinking in random bouts, his mouth agape as he tries to get a hold of himself.

he coughs openly with his eyes squeezed shut, the few coughs sounds much more rough and taxing than before. after, his eyes relax for a moment before flinching tighter again, the mess building at the edge of his nose sliding down a bit more.

“can i…wipe…my nose?” he asks the camera weakly, his pleading eyes shining back at it. “…please? i…”

“it…tickles…”

his breath starts to pick up as his nose continues to run despite his discomfort. his breaths are full on pants now though as his mouth, still agape, waits expectantly while this buildup comes to fruition.

“fuck! i—h’shgthh!”

another explosion of mess flows onto his face with no hesitation. he instinctively bows his head so that his face is hidden from view. with his head bent, he lets out a following sneeze that send whatever has built up during his fits flying onto his lap.

he coughs, a whine of discomfort punctuating it. he stays in this position, bent for a moment, before timidly raising his head back up.

user: urcatboy

length: 6:18

description: the pollen count has been so high lately... n i'm so tired n sneezy... u wouldn't mind if i jus let it all out, would u?~

[contents] so much mess omg, noseblows throughout, stuffy snz, uncovered snz

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“hey,” urcatboy begins the video sitting at his usual setup. he sniffles, the congestion already making it evident that he’s been sneezing well before the video.

“i’m so itchy right now,” he continues, sniffling once again. "so i'm gonna warn you th-tha'tshh! mm...snf...i'm gonna let it all out..."

as if on cue, he lets out a few spaced out, uncovered sneezes while looking at the camera. you can clearly see his nose flare out with each release.

"h'tshh! ....snf....hp'tshh!"

gradually, the sneezes seem to pick up a little with the sniffles following getting more and more urgent. he's rapidly sniffling back after each one to try and keep everything inside.

"hap'tshh! oh...it's s-start—hp'tshh!"

it's clear that his modesty won't last for long now. his hand is wavering in front of his nose to try and block it from view.

it wasn't until a sudden violent sneeze ripped out of him that it all went to shit.

a sizable string dangles from his nose as he hitches with his mouth parted open.

he shifts his body to lean forward and let the congestion hang over the towel away from his face.

"h'ghst!"

even more mess adds onto the string's length now. he coughs weakly as more laboured breaths puff out of his mouth.

he looks up at the camera worriedly. his expression flashes concern and slight dread. closing his eyes, he ducks as another particularly messy double set rocket out of him, a straggling one following briefly behind. despite the ever growing string now breaking off and landing on the towel, he whines pitifully as a new section of mess hangs from his nose. he's unable to do much.

"god, they're so messy," he whines, plucking off a handful of tissues to blow his nose into. he somewhat cleans himself up, sniffling stuffily.

"the pollen has just been so high," he begins to explain to the camera, his consonants melting and bumping together due to his blockage. "it's impossible to even hold them back."

he scrunches his nose as his eyes flutter shut once again. his eyebrows encroach closer together, his hand rising to his nose before pinching it shut.

"h'cght! h'chggt!"

the first two stifles bubble underneath his fingers, but his pinch is hard enough to keep everything inside. he begins to pant a little more urgently now.

"s-shi—i'tsghew!"

his failed stifle has lead to a complete explosion on his face and hand. panicking, he quickly pulls his hand away before a set of itchy, full out releases make the situation even worse.

the congestion has built up to the point that it's encroaching onto his top lip. still battling with the itch burning inside his nose, he clumsily grabs a wad of tissues and attempts to wipe it away by crumpling over his nose and mouth. he unleashes more of his fit.

"e'tsght! h'rshhew! 'h'tsghew!"

desperately, he quickly attempts to blow his nose to try and curb the fit. instead, he instantly doubles over from triggering the fit by irritation.

tears can be seen streaming down his cheeks as he continues to violently sneeze into the quickly deteriorating tissue. for some reason, this fit just doesn't seem to let up.

after allowing a few more sets to be unleashed and fighting through a coughing spell, he shakily reaches for another group tissues before harshly blowing his nose for a second time. this go around, his body seems to grant him a break.

he takes time to catch his breath, collapsing back into his pillows. he uses the back of his hand to wipe away the tears that still managed to cling on during the flurry.

“that was insane,” he breathes out, sniffling to try and alleviate the stuffiness in his voice. “there’s just something about pollen just makes my sneezes…”

he hesitates, slightly embarrassed by his following choice of words.

“…gush out.”

throwing the used tissues in his hand off screen, he replenishes them with new ones. “can you believe i still…h-have…to…”

another intense sneeze jerks his body forward and hands up to his nose. he pauses before pulling away the tissue to reveal the damage it caused.

with a sharp breath, he quickly brings it back to catch another.

“h’ghchu!”

his eyes close with annoyance as he lets out a sigh. wiping his nose with the rest of the tissue, it’s already filled with two sneezes. it’s clear he’s thoroughly done with how high maintenance his sneezes have become.

suddenly, his body twitches from a sudden spike as his breaths rapidly become pant like. pulling his t-shirt collar up, he hurriedly buries his nose inside before another multiple hit him.

you can just hear how messy these sets are. he urgently tries to sniffle everything back like he did at the beginning, but his instant sneezes just reverse anything sniffling could’ve achieved.

pulling up from his t-shirt, he reveals strings of mess not only decorate his nose but have landed across his cheek as well from the angle he was in.

“god…i’m g-gonhhna st—tst’cshh! …stop,” he struggles to close the video, shivering from the sensation of the congestion on his face.

title: few itchy snzs

user: urcatboy

length: 1:04

description: why am i so itchy lately? :( i accidentally cut this vid b4 i had another fit when i uploaded, but maybe i can find the rest or make it up to u~ hope u enjoy either way <3

[contents] rapid snz, mist/mess, cursing, noseblows

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"god, they're just so..." urcatboy mumbles off into incoherence, his palm dragging underneath the ball of his nose in attempts to itch it.

"gah...snf~ ...they're fuckin' with me..."

"anyways," he attempts to continue on.

if only he knew.

sequential bouts of curt sneezes now begin to fall out of him, his hand placed casually in front of his nose and mouth. they're coming out mistily at this point, so to avoid copious amounts of spray on his hand, he decided to move it away. the spray droplets mist into the air as each sneeze repeatedly shoots out of him almost mechanically.

parts of his hair begin to shift from behind his ear, his small jerks forward displacing them. his hand tucks it back endearingly as his body continues to shake from the fit. this action is useless though, as only a couple more sneezes in, the strands fall right back in front of him.

it's obvious he's getting desperate and uncomfortable now. the sneezes are getting less and less full with each passing moment, the air quickly running out of his lungs. his body is bent over despite still sitting on his bed, his hands now searching around the bed clumsily in order to find the tissue box.

"i n—tshh! h'tshh! i'tshh! i nee—h'RR'tshh!"

he can't even get his words out now.

finally, his hand makes contact with the tissue box he's been looking for, plucking off a bunch before immediately placing them over his nose.

he instantly begins to blow, the sound clearly showing he's congested. both of his hands are crowded on top of his nose hold the tissues up, his eyebrows furrowing as he starts another hard blow.

he's given the opportunity to sniffle quickly before a sneeze rockets itself into the tissue. based on the sound of it alone, he was lucky he had a tissue on hand.

he continues to blow longingly into his tissues until there was no more room left for him to blow. he sniffles stuffily, wiping underneath his nose before tossing the tissue into the trash.

successful in blowing out the tickle, he sighs before rubbing his nose again with the meat of his palm.

"hngh~" he moans lowly in frustration, the sound of his rubs clicking from the congestion inside. "snf~ is this ever gonna stop...?"

he chuckles before continuing, bringing his hand back down. "god... it felt like it was in my brain it was so bad."

he sniffles quickly before the fit continues.

user: urcatboy

length: 9:14

description: happy valentine's day <3 !! could i be ur valentine~? hehe

today is a big one !! i play w some roses & perfume mask all while running my vibrator n plugs from time to time .... all of this in a new outfit i think u'll enjoy~! let me know what u think !! xx

[contents] 18+, stifle & release, perfume allergy, pollen allergy, hitching, teasing, climaxing, butt plugs, vibrator, noseblow at 9:02

enjoy!

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the video begins with him sitting on his bed, the sheets now having pink and red patterns with matching pillows behind him. he is wearing his usual cat ears, yet his neck is ordained with a new red heart choker. on his left thigh, there is a matching garter.

he’s wearing thin dangly earrings with hearts at the base of the earlobe, red satin ties around his wrists, and thin white translucent socks with slight frilling at the edge.

in front of him, there is a table with a red tablecloth holding items such as perfume, a mask, a rose, and tissues.

“happy valentine’s day,” he greets sweetly, a shy smile curling at the corners of his lips.

he leans towards the table and picks up the rose, carefully twirling it between his fingers.

“i’ve brought this rose for us today,” he explains, slowly sliding its petals underneath his nose as a sort of tease.

“and we both know what it can do to me so quickly...”

as he is speaking, he grabs the vibrator resting on the table with his other hand and begins to apply it to himself.

“we also know what this can do to me...so quickly...”

he flashes a smile towards the camera before pressing a few buttons on the side of the device to turn it on.

“oh—! let’s have some fun, yeah?” he suggests cheekily, the immediate surge of pleasure coming from the vibrator surprising him.

he then turns the rose back vertically, bringing the petals back to his nose and burying the bottom half into its center.

as he inhales slowly, the inducing session now begins.

after his inhale, nothing immediately happens. however, after a few beats of silence, his eyes flutter open in surprise as a slew of quick, itchy sneezes ambush him.

he’s bent forward, sneezing desperately into the palms of his hands.

“h’tshhu—! h’tshhu—! eh’tshhu—!”

despite the copious amount of sneezes one sniff has granted him, he now brings the flower back up to his nose and buries it again. he shakily sniffles in more of its scent in between his fits, his eyes rolling back immediately as the new wave hits him.

each sneeze sounds more desperate than the last. he coughs periodically from lack of air or the itch making its way into his throat.

they eventually slow down, but not for the better.

his mouth is now agape, tilting his head back in pleasure and an upcoming buildup. the vibrator jerks him slowly as his nostrils flare above the flower, hitching breaths laboring him.

his hips start to buck forward into the air as the buildup continues. he looks so needy, whimpers slipping out between his sharp inhales.

it's becoming clear to him that the sneeze is stuck, teasing him along with the vibrator.

"i think it's t—iii—me f-for the mask," he stutters, the tickle still rampant in his nose. the vibrator isn't doing any favors at keeping his breath control steady.

from the table, his picks up a plain red mask and a tall bottle of perfume. it looks like it's barely been used.

"mmh—! oh! o-okay; enough of this for now," he announces breathlessly, clicking a few buttons on the side of the vibrator and turning it off.

"i'll use...this instead."

picking it up from the table, he holds a red butt plug up to the camera with a heart shaped handle. he smiles as he shows it.

"i bought it just for today...just for you."

he then holds up a small clicker device, presumably to control it.

"it—hihh! hihh!" he begins to explain before another buildup spiking before falling flat once again.

"ah...it, uh, vibrates! 'nd with this perfume, i'm sure m'gonna have to wash my sheets tonight."

he giggles before adjusting his position on the bed so that he can begin inserting the plug. after quickly applying lube to himself, he looks into the camera as he eases the device inside. it's clear the tickle is still bothering him as he does this, his nose wriggling side to side and sniffling.

it's almost as if he's also holding back. 

after a few moments of slowly sliding the plug in, he lays down to where a second camera view is cut to. the first camera shot shows his ass stuffed with the valentine's themed plug and the other shows his face.

now that the vibrator situation had been adjusted, he picks back up the mask and perfume bottle he had set beside him before. taking off the plastic cap, he begins to spray the inside of the mask throughly with the scent.

"this is gonna be so tickly..." he murmurs to himself, finishing it off with a few more spritz. immediately afterwards, he puts it on as to avoid sneezing without it.

you can see him inhale deeply before a flurry of weak coughs attack his chest.

almost directly after he catches his breath, he's now gasping desperately as the buildup takes complete control him. there's no escape from the sweet and delicate scent sprayed inside his mask. you can only imagine how wildly his nostrils are flaring.

despite each sneeze being inside the mask, he begins to stifle each sneeze shooting out of him. it doesn't take long for their succession to speed up drastically.

"h'ghnt—! h'ghnt—! h'ghnt—!"

his entire body his curled up over itself as the stifles overwhelm him. one hand is stuck holding onto the table while the other floats in front of his mask, remaining there from muscle memory and habit.

the speed at which the stifles are coming out is unsustainable. as the fit goes on, the stifles are more and more difficult to keep in.

he decides to release them.

he is absolutely breathless as his plug rams vibrations onto his g-spot while nonstop sneezes fall out of him uncontrollably. there are spots where some sneezes completely fall over the previous, creating doubles and triples.

you can hear the desperation in his voice with each release, his body jerking forward from the intensity.

"hr'shhu—! eh'shhu—! eh'shhu—! hr'eshhu-eshhu—!"

breathing shakily, he reaches for the device that controls his plug. he turns it off while he catches his breath.

pulling one side of the mask off from around his ear, he sneezes into the open. spray generously hits the camera with each allergic sneeze grazing it. his eyes are squeezed shut and his nose is now flushed with a shade of deep pink.

each fleeting chance he gets to take a breath, the breath is sharp and deep. as the sneezes now slow down, they begin to end with less desperation and more of his weak moans.

his cock is against the bed since he's laying on his stomach, but from past videos, it should be inferred that his stifles and releases gave him plenty of material to get turned on.

the moans are now merging in between the sneezes, his dominant hand reaching over to push and pull the plug in and out of himself. this action causes even louder moans, sneeze weighed down by fatigue coming out alongside them.

"hmm—fuck! i'm gonna c-cum..."

flipping himself over to his side so that his cock is in view, he begins to rub the side of his nose in order to trigger a series of sneezes that can take him over the edge.

it works immediately, him inhaling deeply. his head is tilted so that his nostrils are facing the camera, them widening and falling desperately as the tickle teases them.

he then sneezes wetly all over himself, choked out moans accompanying his cock twitching and releasing onto his shaking thigh.

his body continues to shake as he climaxes, each sneeze following lengthening its effects.

he’s now finished, pulling the plug out from him and leaning against the backboard of his bed. you can see the exhaustion in his body.

“that was so good,” he slurs out, closing his eyes as he regulates his breathing. his hair messily covers one while the other remains visible.

after a few more pauses for rest, he sits back up and opens his eyes.

“i hope you enjoyed, valentine,” he begins, each consonant being blocked by his brooding congestion. he notices this.

“ah, sorry. i need to blow my nose. hold on.”

leaning over to his table, he plucks off a couple of tissues and places them over his nose.

he then blows forcefully as he hands shake, the simple movement of congestion in the back of his nose sparking a thick sneeze into the tissue.

"hrr'shght!"

he whines, continuing his blows.

after a few more blows and tissues, he places them beside him and clears his throat before beginning again.

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