Your Fantasy Men

No one had praised him much growing up. Pride was a sin and all that. Robin had mentally and logically rejected those teachings but Emery’s words made him actually begin to emotionally do so as well. “I’ve never been that confident. No one taught me about that, or a lot of other things.” He did let Emery pull his hands away so he could see.

His mother had embraced her sexuality more easily than Robin could. He wondered if that was because she was past or close to being past being able to conceive? He didn’t think his mom had ever really wanted kids, and had only seen it as her duty. Whereas Robin dreamed of day having half a dozen kids or more. It was something he had never dared ask her. He still envied her, he knew. For Emery

It was immodest and wrong to brag or be prideful, or so his Grandfather lectured. Robin had absorbed that lesson well, so he couldn’t bring himself to confirm it. Instead, to his consternation, he blurted out another truth. “I like older men.” @yourfantasymen

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When Emery had first met Robin’s mother, she had been quite uptight and didn’t quite believe in having sex more than once a month - but the second she had a taste of his cock and how it made her feel? He had turned her into a little slut, one that couldn’t go more than a day without needing his cock splitting her apart and shooting his seed in her. And while the first time he had fucked her he had used a condom per her request, the two hadn’t used one since and he filled her head with desires of being swollen with his child and devoting her life to serving his cock and his cum.

But of course, she still had a job and she was getting older, so despite how often he pumped his loads into her, she was still not pregnant and as young as he was, he was still completely fueled by sex and desire. So would it be wrong, really, to turn his step-son into another one of his cock slaves? Someone else for him to fuck full of his cock and his cum, to see swollen with his child after child? If anything, Robin should be thanking him... after all, it was an honor to carry his children because he knew that his children were going to be beyond smart and strong, that anyone he fathered would be superior to anyone else...

As the words “I like older men” left his step-son’s mouth, though, Emery had to stop himself from plunging his cock into the other’s cunt right then and there - oh, he would like older men, but he’d fucking love him - and he could only arch a brow. “Older men, huh? So you’re saying that no boys have interested you?” As Emery spoke, he took a step closer until his cock was pressed against the other’s thigh, a small smirk playing upon his lips. “I suppose that’s good... no boy would be worth you... I bet they wouldn’t be able to fuck you like you deserve...”

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He knew something was happening to him but the rush, the pure desire, was too intoxicating; he was already so enthralled with the way he felt that he didn’t care to question why he was feeling this way. Gripping onto the edge of the table as another wave crashed over him, a dark and heavy blush settled on his cheeks as shuddered gasp escaped him. Gods he needed the stranger. It was taking every ounce of the strength he had left not to prostrate himself over the table and beg the man to take him right then and there, claiming him and breeding him full right then and there in front of everyone else.

“Whatever you want,” Mallory whined out as he bent down and began to lean over the table more. Clenching his eyes shut, he stubbornly tried to last a bit longer before completely giving in to how desperate he felt for Drew. “I mean, it’s– it’s whatever you want. Or if this place isn’t your vibe we could– we could– gods,” he cursed under his breath as he opened his eyes again, the blue hues hazed over and filled with need as he looked at Drew. “Mallory. My name is Mallory. Can I join you?” It was clear he was fighting himself as he stood there. Well, as he trembled there. Despite how quick he was to be overwhelmed, and seduced, by the pheromones affecting him Mallory was still trying to feign some semblance of self control; at least so he wouldn’t look like so easy but his resolve was barely going to last another second.

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Dark eyes watched the other male, hint of a smirk pulling at his lips as he watched the other’s body react to the swarm of pheromones that he was sending his way. A tongue moved to wet his bottom lip as he imagined the boy practically dripping with his pre, practically hungry for the Alpha’s cock, but he had to admit - he was certainly impressed with how the young witch remained standing upright. It was certainly something that he hadn’t expected, but it also pleased him to see that the witch wasn’t unaffected by him. The way that he leaned onto the table for support, the way that sweat began to bead up on his forehead... it was enough to have the Alpha getting hard in his slacks.

“I don’t know... can you join?” Drew asked as he moved to get out of his seat, walking closer to the witch - but keeping his pheromones flowing. “Is there a reason why I should let you join? What makes you worthy, hmm? What makes you think you deserve to have my cock buried in that tight little ass? What makes you think you should be spread open by my knot and filled with my cum until you’re swollen with my pups?” As he spoke, Drew took a step closer until he was mere inches from the smaller, slender male and he moved to place a hand on the male’s ass. “What can you give me that makes me consider you over every other hot piece of ass in here?”

Charlie trusted Luis with his life, both figuratively and literally. There was no one he’d rather have watch his back than Luis and he knew he’d saved him from being attacked by vampires many a time. He’d done the same for Luis, keeping his pack in line when it came to going after the man he loved. So it was easy for him to trust him when he said that this would go the way intended and that he could trust this all to work out. “I believe you, baby. Just scared to be excited.” He focused instead on the passionate kiss and held Luis tightly to him, humming against his lips. “Think your cock is big enough to make it feel like a knot anyways. Probably put all of the guys in my pack to shame anyways. Haven’t looked, so I can’t confirm, but I can confirm that you always stretch me out so fucking good.” He chuckled softly and watched as Luis tugged off his shirt, taking the opportunity to do the same before their lips came back together, happily accepting Luis’ tongue into his mouth with a low moan, hands scrambling over his back to feel the bare, cool skin. As a wolf, he always ran hot, so the cold flesh of Luis felt like a splash of refreshing water against him, giving him chills in the absolute best way, making him feel like he was being cooled off even as things heated up between them.

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Jake laid on the couch next to someone he was told was Carter’s brother or cousin or something. He couldn’t really remember, but that wasn’t what was important right now.

“Hey” he said to the guy “you up for doing a Sigma Kai a solid?” he asked as he pulled his pants down and kicked them off, leaving himself in the cotton briefs he preferred ​“I’m trying to hook up with this guy, but he wants to see a picture of my dick first” he started “my best angle his up from under the ballsack, you think you could snap a picture? I’d owe you one” he told him as he took off his briefs and spread his legs.

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The idea of joining a frat hadn’t been the first thing that crossed his mind, but it was his brother’s suggestion and his father’s suggestion - Sigma Kai was their fraternity, and he was essentially a legacy. While he was wary about the fact that he would possibly be hazed, he wanted to make his family proud and continue the legacy and so he found himself rushing for Sigma Kai. But he, honestly, didn’t expect to have a Sigma Kai brother ask him this.

“Uh...” was all Leslie could get out before Jake was beginning to undress, kicking off his pants first and then his cotton briefs, exposing a beautiful cock. “I mean, sure... but uh...” The sight of the other’s package was enough to have his mouth growing a little dry and his own pants growing tighter, and he cleared his throat. “Shouldn’t you be hard? Y’know, so that the person you’re texting can see you in all your glory?”

   Ben was a handsome guy, his looks and everything about him seemed to be so much above that of a regular human. Ben also possessed a massive cock that always made his lovers satisfied over and over. Both men and women wanted him, men were often jealous of his size and looks. Ben did not know anything about his father, nor did really know just how blessed and gifted he was all because he was the child of a beautiful and powerful god. Ben was horny which was often the case for him and was not surprised when he got an anonymous message from the other. 

Ben got ready and left his place, meeting the male at the location. Ben smiled as he pulled up, walking into the place and walking into the bedroom to see the handsome man. Ben was rock hard, his cock wanting to escaped his pants and it even twitched at the sight of the handsome older male. “You are one handsome guy,” his spoke, voice charming sweet and filled with power as he walked closer, taking off his shirt to reveal perfect pecs and abs. 

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The second that the other walked into the cabin, Dan knew that there was no question in his mind that this man was one of his children. Broad shoulders, chiseled jawline, muscular form and the bulge in his pants were all things that he inherited from Dan and it had the God wanting to lick his lips and unwrap the man before him. But no, he was going to take his time and see just what kind of demigod he had fathered - would he be a boy, or would he be a man? “One could say the same about you,” Dan spoke, knowing that the other’s handsomeness was a direct result of him. “I bet you get all the guys and girls on their knees, begging to worship you...”

Taking a step closer, the larger male still towered over the demigod - his height in this mortal form still beyond impressive as it was very nearly seven feet tall - and he moved to place his hands on the boy’s shoulders. A small hum left his lips as he felt the muscles under his fingertips, that despite the fact that the other was mortal there was still a great deal of pleasure there, and he slowly began to let his hands slide downward to rest on Ben’s chest. “Tell me, do you find it difficult for people to take you?” Dan asked as one hand began to massage the man’s thick pec while the other roamed its way down the rigid planes of his stomach until it rested upon the large bulge in the other’s pants. “Do you have people turn you away because you’re well-endowed?”

Ishaan was glad he didn’t have to work in his brother’s restaurant today. He loved his brother of course and he enjoyed being the bartender there, but he had been working eight days straight a well deserved day off was needed. The man had been lounging around the home he shared with his roommate all day, just in a pair of shorts. He sat down on the couch, beer in hand, about to watch something on Netflix when his roommate Kendall walked in telling him he wanted his opinion on something. “Yeah sure, what’s up?” he asked, but his eyes widened when the other man stripped down to a jockstrap he had on and apparently just got. “Uh…” Ishaan began, but when Kendall turned around and showed off his ass, his dick immediately hardened in his shorts. “Looks great,” was all Ishaan seemed to get out, as his attention was totally fixated on that big round ass.

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Ever since he had Ishaan answer his ad looking for a roommate, Kendall wanted him. He was ridiculously hot, and the guys that he brought home always seemed to moan in pleasure - and he had found himself masturbating to the sounds, envisioning it was him that Ishaan was pleasuring - and he could tell by the clothes that Ishaan had worn that he was absolutely packing down there and he wanted to see just how big the other was. This was his chance to have Ishaan, and with the way that he seemed to stutter at his words, Kendall felt confident that he was going to get what he wanted - Ishaan. “Yeah?” Kendall asked, looking over his shoulder at his friend. “Good enough to fuck, you think?” God, he had always fantasized about getting fuck while he was wearing a jock, having the guy topping him grab onto his jock’s straps to pound him hard and fast, and he could feel his cock twitching in his pouch. With another slap to his ass, causing the cheek to jiggle and bounce, he smiled back at Ishaan. “I just wanted to wear it for the next guy that fucks me, y’know?”

Continued from this.

Benji moaned like a cute little slut as he let the man feast on her huge round ass, feeling that wet tongue run along the curve of her asshole, feeling it slowly play with the edges of her hole. — Oh fuck… Daddy — Benji let out a loud moan as he felt Blake thrust his tongue into her tight pink hairless hole, feeling his cock get even wetter than it already was. Hearing what came next, Benji let out a small chuckle. 

— Well… Yes, but exercise helps me stay tight — Benji confessed, knowing that his ass was really tight, but he definitely wanted Blake to fuck him all over. — Yeah? Are you going to split me in half with your big black cock? Oh fuck, Blake… Yeah, eat my white ass — Benji exclaimed between loud moans as his cock released more and more precum on the sheet below him.

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Hearing Benji call him Daddy had his cock throbbing in his briefs, and he knew that if he hadn’t already been hard - the very word would’ve been enough to have him absolutely ready to go. His tongue continued to work the other’s hole expertly, alternating between thrusting in and circling the puckered rim. He knew that there were ways for people to keep themselves tight, but this tight? Fuck. He could only imagine feeling that vice-grip that he felt on his tongue on his cock, and he started to feel more pre beginning to ooze out of his cock head and dampen the pouch of his briefs. “Oh, I definitely am, baby boy... gonna split you apart and make you addicted to big black cock...”

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Kai grinned at the other man’s words. Oh…This one was cocky. Something that others found annoying, while Kai found intriguing. Someone who knew their worth and wasn’t going to downplay it for anyone? That was hot as hell as far as Kai was concerned. Kai’s tongue flicked across plump lips as he heard the other man’s words. “You really think you’d be able to handle that many rounds of breeding? Even a wolf of your stature has their limits, handsome.” Kai said playfully with a chuckle. Kai grinned as he sauntered even closer to the other confidently, leaning down to whisper in the man’s ear. “I’m not an omega, pup. I’m not some dainty thing that goes weak in the knees easily.” Kai said with a chuckle. “Especially one as…Experienced as me.” Kai was about to say old, but thught better of it. “But if you think you could truly make me forget every lover? You’re welcome to try.”

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he wasn’t used to going out, but he was advised by his friends out of town that was he should do at a beautiful night like that. adam should meet new people and get used to the folks around, he couldn’t just stay home doing nothing while the world was happening around him. well, he could, but his friends were always the one dragging him to bars and having to do that by himself was against his character in many ways. he tried to act natural in the place going at the bar to ask for a drink, sitting next to someone, not noticing that maybe the seat was taken, and the reminder came as soon as he did seat. “oh… sorry!” he giggled, his eyes looking at the man, quite handsome indeed, but the waiter called his attention and he made sure to order his beer first. “is your girlfriend in the bathroom?” adam asked, trying to test the waters, not moving away from the sit, he could always stand up if someone showed up. “i can get up when she gets here, the other stools are wet and i’m afraid it’s not water.” he joked, chuckling.

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“Oh…my…God you’re huge.”

He can’t take his eyes away from Devin’s cock.  He’s truly massive and it’s a beautiful sight.  He lets his bag gently fall to the ground with a small thump, careful that he doesn’t injure the laptop inside.  He must be in a dream.  Surely he fell asleep in his history class.

Pinching himself, he winces.

So it’s not a dream.  It’s very, pleasingly real.

And while Dylan isn’t a virgin…he hasn’t slept with a man before.  There had been a girlfriend when he was sixteen, before he realized he liked men.  Back when he was still trying to be ‘The Once and Future King’. 

Slowly moving closer, he puts one knee on the bed before crawling over top of Devin’s hips, resting gently in his lap.

“I’ve never slept with a man…so…so be gentle with me…okay?”

The words that came from his roommate’s lips had Devin chuckling, because it was definitely not something that was new for him to hear. So many people would always comment on just how big he was, but really, should they be surprised? Devin himself was a big guy, standing over six and a half feet tall and built like a brick wall - it only made sense that his cock would be thick, too. And Devin watched as, slowly, Dylan began to make his way towards him until he was climbing onto the bed and atop his thigh.

“Never?” Devin asked, trying to ignore the way that his cock throbbed at the mere thought of taking Dylan’s virginity. Part of him thought he might not be the best choice, given just how hung he was, but he also wanted this so bad. “Then if that’s the case, you set the tempo, alright? Last thing I want to do is break you completely before you even get to experience just how pleasurable sex really is.” As he spoke, though, he moved to grab one of Dylan’s hands and he guided it to his cock, urging him to wrap his fingers around his cock - or as best as he could, anyway - and he offered him a smile. “Explore my body as fast or as slow as you want, handsome. But first I’ve gotta ask... ever kissed a man?”

Beau grins a cheshire cat grin when Colin grabs ahold of his wrists. He listens to what the mountain of a man was saying. Nothing he wasn’t prepared for, honestly. He was a daddy chasing top, and most mature men had this thing about having a younger guy prove themselves. Nodding he says, “very eager, sir. A good point, consent is vital. I apologize.”

Without missing a beat, he steps back and waits for further instructions. If it meant getting balls deep inside this muscle man, he could perform a few tricks. As long as it didn’t get demeaning. He tried to shoot a look at Clay that amounted to, no-need-to-tell-them-i-only-fuck-dilfs; but his buddy’s focus was diverted.  

Clay, meanwhile was in heaven. He was kissing, licking, and chewing at the man’s earlobe while he was now actively finger fucking that sweet DILF hole.  Adding a second finger to join the first, he exhales a slow gasp as he feels those talented finger slip inside the skimpy shorts and graze the ring that encircled his cock.  

 “Yeah… I think that sounds very hot. I don’t mind at all if you show me off to all your friends. Show them how well you take a massive cock. You want to suck me first, see if you think you could handle me pounding you in front of all these people?”

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One thing that Colin was used to was having the younger guys that wanted to top him have him dominate them - and that was something he was more than happy to do. Of course, he didn’t mind giving the reins over if someone could handle it, but Colin was definitely going to enjoy this - and if the younger stud decided he had enough playing and he wanted to take Colin for his own? Well... he was going to enjoy that, too.

Eyes glanced over at the intimate display between Stewart and Beau’s friend, and he offered a small smile before he shifted his attention back to Beau. “Let’s go to a private room... I want to get you on a bed and lick you from head to toe before I sit on your face and ride your tongue. Have a problem with that, stud?” Colin asked as he took a step forward, palming the younger male over his bulge and trying to stop himself from moaning at how fucking full it was.

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Eyes shifted over to look at Colin as he saw him and his much smaller companion walking away, but for the most part, Stewart barely even registered that Colin had walked away. It was hard to, really, when you had two fingers fucking your hole and your hand on a cock that only seemed to be growing the more that you touched it. And, frankly, the more that the young stud before him kept speaking, the more Stewart wanted to turn around and have Clay fuck him senseless. 

But no, he wanted to show Clay what he could do, so leaning forward, he kissed Clay deeply before he pulled back. “Don’t be afraid to pick up your jaw...” he mused as he began to move to his knees, the action causing the other’s fingers to slip out of his hole. Once on his knees, he reached up with his hands to let his fingers hook over the waistband and he tugged them downwards, and once he did, he almost immediately had his face smacked with heavy cock.

it was common to think someone’s dad was attractive, it was actually way too common that orion ddin’t think it was in anyway creep of him to pay more attention to Reid than his friend when they were in his house together. but the way things were going recently, it was quite different. the man coming out shirtless more often and the way he kept talking about sex, it was indeed driving orion’s mind insane, how could a man like that be so oblivious to how those things could affect him? well, he didn’t know orion was queer, or maybe he did, since he was out of the closet, but he had never mentioned it to him, but well, reid was quite a talkative person so he might have slipped it. but things were going a little bit out of hand when after spending the whole day napping on his house after secretly smoking weed in the room, he went downstairs to find the man once again, and this time, they were alone for real.

he tried to act natural around him, trying to seem casual about the whole thing, but his eyes were scamming the whole situation. as orion noticed th smile, he did the same for the man, giggling a bit. “no…” he lied, but what else could he say? “a bit thirsty too… maybe hungry too, i might order something…” orion giggled, embarassed as he noticed his mumbles.

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Of course, Reid had heard his wife tell him that Orion was gay and the two had a brief discussion about whether or not they thought that Orion and their son were a couple - Reid had said that if they were, then they deserved their privacy and they’d allow their son to come out to them when they were ready, but he knew the truth. With the way that Orion looked at him, the way that he was always willing to help him clean up after he cooked a meal... Orion was into him, not his son. And Reid would be lying if he said he didn’t like the attention. Sure, he and his wife got along fine and they had still had a physical relationship - they fucked at least twice a week - but knowing that he still had it? That a guy in the prime of his life still saw him as valuable? Well, it was definitely something that Reid couldn’t get enough of.

Maybe that was why he encouraged Orion’s crush on him... or maybe because, in some sick fantasy, he wanted Orion as his own. To fuck behind his wife’s back, to fill with his cock and his cum until he couldn’t walk. And now that they were alone in the dark kitchen in the middle of the night, with Reid in just a pair of briefs... He began to wonder if he was dreaming. “Order something, huh?” Reid asked as he took a step forward, arms crossing over his chest as he looked over the other male. The smell that came off of him was unmistakable, and he couldn’t help but smirk. “Have you been smoking weed in my house, Orion?” he asked before he arched a brow. “And do you have any left?”

If you told him a year ago that he would one day be on vacation with a sugar daddy to a place with a nude beach he would politely ask you if you’ve gone crazy. But now that he’s here with a man he’s very much attracted to he wouldn’t have it any other way. While there were more fun things he could be doing right now the first thing he did once they arrived was to unpack their bags. Wanting to get it over with as soon as possible. He was almost done with unpacking when Kurtis pressed a kiss on his forehead. “Almost, Daddy,” Jeremy replied with a smile. But the picture that Kurtis painted for him was almost enough to make him stop so they could leave for the beach immediately. Luckily there were only a couple of clothes left. And with a little less care and a lot more haste, he quickly took care of that. “All finished,” he said as he closed the closet door. “Now I’m all ready to make all the boyfriends and husbands out there jealous when they see what a handsome hung daddy I have with me,” Jeremy grinned teasingly before taking hold of Kurtis’ arm.

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Relationships had never been something that Kurtis had seen for himself. As the Chief of Medicine to one of the biggest hospitals in Chicago, as well as a budding investor in a great many ventures, Kurtis knew that he had no time for a husband that wouldn’t understand why he was rarely home. Becoming a sugar daddy, on the other hand, was certainly not something he expected, either, but it became a natural thing. With Jeremy starting his internship at his hospital, and with a need for cash to pay for the crazy amount of college (undergrad and med school) loans, Kurtis had managed to luck out when he had seen the way that the other stared at him. And from there, he was hooked.

“Think they’ll get turned on when they see you writhing in pleasure as I fuck you on the beach?” Kurtis asked, placing his hand atop Jeremy’s as it rested on his other arm. “I wonder if they’ll start to stroke themselves, wishing they were me...” He knew that they weren’t him, though... He was the lucky one here, a hot young piece of ass on his arm that he could fuck any time he wanted and that wanted him to fuck him - and not just because he was showering him in money and gifts and lavish trips. “You want to take a bag with us, though? Get some towels, some sunscreen... maybe one of our loungers?” At least if they had a lounger, they wouldn’t have to worry about getting sand up their asses - that could’ve certainly ruined the vacation. “Maybe some water, too... I’ve a feeling we’re going to work up quite a thirst out there.”

it was never fun to do a day time job especially when it was outside, the weather wasn’t the best, the windy made singing quite uncomfortable but he has to do those small gigs, otherwise he would be living on the streets and that wasn’t an option for him. as he was walking with his guitar on his back he heard a familiar voice. Logan’s eyes turned to look at Dean. Dean. He thought he would never see that man again. He hadn’t seen the man since high school and well, they weren’t friends at all there, they were before that but clearly Dean had chosen a way of life different than his and Logan was not at all comfortable with that. “oh…” Logan couldn’t run away at that point so he just stopped, getting ready for the worse.

“hey… how have you been?” he said, a smile on his lips, adjusting his guitar on his back.

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The way that Dean had treated the other male was one that, frankly, Dean was ashamed of. The two had been close friends, best friends, growing up and they were practically inseparable... that is, however, until they reached high school. Logan fell with the music geeks and Dean joined the basketball team, and slowly they began to drift apart - and the pressure of fitting in with the other jocks got to him to the point where followed along with the status quo, bullying the geeks and dorks and, unfortunately, Logan had fallen in that category. But Dean had always hated himself for it, hated himself for pushing away his closest friend - especially when he had known, early on, that he had had feelings for him. But being gay wasn’t as socially acceptable as it was today, and even still, Dean wasn’t completely out to everyone he knew - his sister knew, but not his parents.

“I uh...” Dean started as he took a step forward, reaching up to scratch the back of his neck. “I’m okay. I just... saw you and I kind of... well, I thought I owed you an apology. You know, for the way I treated you when we entered 9th grade... It uh... it wasn’t cool. I was just a stupid kid that wanted to fit in with the popular crowd and being friends with a music geek uh... didn’t fall in that, you know?” Not to mention the fact that he had had feelings for Logan - that, he knew, wouldn’t have let him fit in. “You meant everything to me, and I treated you like shit. I just want you to know that I’m sorry.”

Lucius hated the way he physically ached for his father. It felt wrong, not because being with him was wrong, but because he always felt like he was crowding or pressuring his father to pay more attention to him. His father had never once complained or made any signal that he was inconvenienced in any way, but the guilt still weighed on him. His father shouldn’t be forced to wait on him like this. Still, this curse made it feel as if maybe it wasn’t selfishness, but actual need on both of their parts. That didn’t mean it wasn’t still enjoyable, though. He kissed his father back, letting out soft little pleased noises into his mouth. He watched as his father stripped naked, glad he was fully unclothed too, legs immediately wrapping around Randall as he settled between his legs. “I can’t wait, Father. I will be so proud to bear our children knowing they were created from love and from the way we need this for our souls as much as for our bodies. I want my womb bathed in your cum to ensure I become full with child.” He gasped softly as his father sank into him, his stomach already feeling soothed and his entire body tingling with the pleasure. “Oh yes, Father. You feel so good inside of me.” He grinned as he felt him sink in inch by inch until he was finally buried all the way inside of him. He blushed at his compliments and pulled him into another kiss, moaning against his lips at his fullness. “I love you too, Father. With all of my heart. I would give up anything for you. This is a gift to me. Your warm cock inside of me brings me pleasure beyond compare. Please, move. Make love to me. Kiss me. Anything to show our love for each other”

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It never failed to amaze him how lucky he had been to have someone like Lucius in his life. He knew that it had taken a lot of to be able to get his son to be at this point in his life, a point in which he was safe and happy and healthy - or, at least, as healthy as he could be with a curse placed upon him - and now, knowing that he was fully responsible for his son’s health? It put a pressure upon him, but it was one that he was more than willing going to take. And it was one that he, really, didn’t see too much of a problem. He had already wanted to have a family with his son, to build a life with him and make sure that everything was taken care of, but this? This only seemed to escalate the inevitable. And as he felt his lover’s hole clench around his cock, he couldn’t help but let out a groan - it always surprised him that no matter how many times he and his son made love, he was still just as tight as the first time that they fell into one another’s embrace. “Of course, my son... You will carry our children, your brothers and sisters, and we will raise them together... you will be such a good parent, this I swear...” Randall spoke as he began to move his hips, beginning to pull out half of his cock before slowly pushing it back in. Slowly, he began to pick up a rhythm of thrusts, working his hips in and out of him as he set about his moderate pace. “We will try as many times as it takes for you to get pregnant... no matter how many loads I have to fuck into you, you will get pregnant today, my love...”

Bennett was still extremely wary about things going well in his life. He’d spent so long with the only really good thing being his father and the things he could control that surprises still made him a little anxious. His grades had never been a surprise because he studied hard and knew he earned every good grade. His good looks weren’t a surprise because he saw his father. His muscles were never a surprise because he was fairly athletic and worked out regularly. But the combination of all three of them and his lack of warmth from his mother left him an outcast. He was extremely shy and would rather bury his nose in a book or work out by swimming laps or lifting weights in his room than to socialize. So he wasn’t really all that good at picking up on social cues as of yet. His father was helping him learn, but he still felt like it could be something bad until he saw the way his father was eyeing him and blushed, looking down at himself just to make sure the towel was still covering him up, which it was even if riding a little low.

Then his father was searching around in his pocket and fuck if drawing his attention there hadn’t been a mistake because now all he could focus on was the bulge there, making him even wetter than he had been before. But soon his attention was dragged away by the box in his father’s hand. He refused to get his hopes up until his father started talking and he felt the blush deepen, smile widening. As his father sank to one knee and opened the box to show two rings, his hands flew up to his mouth. He barely even noticed as the towel dropped, leaving him naked as he stared at his father. “Yeah! Definitely, yes! This has been the best year of my life. I wanna marry you so bad, Daddy.” He thrust his hand out excitedly for his father to put the ring on, grinning so wide that his face hurt a little with it.

-

As far as Randall was concerned, Bennett was absolutely perfect. From the moment that he had been born, Randall had vowed to always be there for him and to ensure that he wanted for nothing, and even when Bennett’s mom would berate him and tell him that it was his fault that Bennett had turned out the way he was - Randall didn’t believe it. If anything, he saw Bennett as special, something he never thought was possible and it wasn’t until recent years that he learned that perhaps Bennett being born like that was for a reason - because he was born to be his. And as he saw how absolutely giddy his son was at the sight of the engagement rings, he couldn’t help the grin that spelled over his lips. “Good, I want that too, baby boy...” Randall spoke as he moved to rise to his feet, slipping a ring onto Bennett’s finger before he did his own. 

With their matching engagement rings, he couldn’t help but smile before he leaned forward to kiss Bennett with vigor, arms wrapping around his son’s tall frame and he lifted him into his arms. Arms moved to Bennett’s hips, urging him to put his legs around his waist, and he began to make his way to his bedroom - no, to their bedroom. “I can’t wait to marry you... start a family with you...” Randall whispered in between kisses as he entered the bedroom, and he sat Bennett on the bed. “You’re going to be the best parent to our kids, I swear... you’ll make them feel loved, wanted... you’ll make them know that there is nothing wrong with them... god... I can’t wait... I want to have as many kids with you as a I can before we can’t have anymore...”

Harrison was very nervous. He knew that, despite Darren’s assurances, there was a chance his marriage could end tonight but he couldn’t keep lying. Not to himself, and not to Damian. There was always the chance that what Darren predicted would come true, and Damian would join him in service to Darren, too. Harrison wanted that so much. He knew his life would be fulfilled if he could share this special submission with his husband. Obediently, Harrison sat down on the bed and pulled his phone from his pocket. His fingers almost shaking with nervousness, he texted Damian and asked him to come home ASAP, as he’d invited his boss home for dinner.

He looked up at Darren, the awe he felt for the other man clear on his face. He reached out to take Darren’s hand in his own, needing that gentle comfort. “That sounds like heaven, Sir,” he said softly and sincerely, as he squeezed Darren’s hand. “Are you…sure that seducing Damian without me around isn’t the best way to do this?” he asked quietly.

-

It was risky, he knew, but it wouldn’t be the first time that Darren had turned a stud that had thought they were happy with their life into one of his personal playthings, someone to worship him and his big cock and realize that their place in life was to serve. And he figured that if Harrison’s husband saw how happy Harrison was with his new place in life, saw how happy he was to suck big black cock and be completely dominated by an Alpha male... then that would help Damian realize that maybe a life like that wouldn’t be so bad. “Are you questioning me?” Darren asked at the quiet question that his slut squeaked out and he reached up to let his hand grip Harrison’s chin. “Don’t you know by now that I know best? That you don’t need to think, just serve?”