Latest Posts by slutboisstuff - Page 7
Aw you want me to call you a good boy? Grab you by the chin and praise you while you ride my strap? Can you do that bounce up and down for me like a good puppy? Show me how good you can be for me
kinktober - day 2: praise
"good boy, that's it," they coo, as they squat over my face and fuck my face. I take their cock deep into my throat, barely gagging at all, "That's my handsome boy," they smile, "look so good with your mouth stretched around my cock." They slide their hand down my body, finding my hard little cock and caressing it gently on their way to my wet hole, lubricating their fingers with my arousal, "how perfect are you? Getting so wet for me, huh?" they start playing with my dick, making me gasp and splutter around their cock, "tell me you're perfect," they slide their cock out of my mouth. "I'm perfect," I whisper obediently as their fingers make my eyes roll back and they shuffle down the bed to sit between my thighs. They curl two fingers inside me, stroking my sensitive hole and making me buck and thrash, "you feel so fucking good, I'm so lucky to touch you like this." They say sweetly as I start to moan louder, "please, please, please, can I have your cock?" I whimper. They smile, "you know who gets my cock?" they ask, withdrawing their fingers and rubbing their cock against mine, the heavy head making my cunt throb, "good boys?" I guess. "yes, you are so smart," they smile, "and what are you?" I nod fervently, "I'm a good boy," they slide inside without resistance, burying themselves to the hilt, "yes you are, you can have my cock inside you for as long as you chant that." I moan and grip their hips with my hands, "I'm a good boy, I'm a - a good boy, I'm a - fuck - a good - ugh - good - good boy."
praise + degradation combo that isn’t centered around misgendering / detrans??? and celebrates your transness instead??
“you’re such a stupid boy, baby. a stupid, pretty boy.”
“you can’t think cause you have that drippy little cunt between your legs, huh? it’s ok baby, lots of men feel that way - you can’t help it, all that blood rushing from your brain to fill that cute little t-dick up just makes being smart sooo hard.”
“you like being my handsome little whore, don’t you?”
“does it feel good playing with your tits baby? of course you’re still a boy if you like it, lots of people have sensitive nipples no matter what, honey. here, let me help you.”
“you’re such a good boy, drooling all over your tits like that.”
“your boycunt gets so wet for me, it just loves all this attention doesn’t it? you’re just a little slut, aren’t you?”
“it wouldn’t matter if you had a pussy or not, baby - you’d be my little fleshlight either way. it just helps that your soaked cunt makes you such an obedient boy.”
(CISHET MEN / MISGENDERING + DETRANS / BLOGS / MINORS DNI)
me, squeezing through a hole in a wall: oh no… this hole is so tight… I sure hope I don’t get stuck in here and I sure hope nobody will happen to come across me and pull my pants down and fuck me!! That would be so bad!
Thinking about being on a table at a bar on all fours with my shirt pushed down so all the older man in that bar can see my tits.
They would have their drinks in one had while jerking off with the other.
Someone pushes my panties down and my skirt up. So that I'm on full display for them and the one who pays the most can use my little pussy to get off, while my tits are swinging back and forth and everyone is watching.
free use concept that ended up way longer than i thought
i’m staying over for a couple days and when i arrive you notice i’ve got that bracelet on. you know, the one that means i’m free use while i’m wearing it, the one that means i want to be groped, felt up, bent over and fucked whenever you like.
so you ignore it.
we hang out all day and night and you do nothing. it’s great, we watch a movie, get takeout, and have a lovely time, but you see me glancing your way every so often, shifting in my seat, not-so-subtly playing with the bracelet on my wrist.
i think maybe you’ve forgotten or are too distracted to notice it.
you’re not. you’re waiting for me to forget. to stop anticipating your gaze and your movements.
i’m preparing breakfast the next morning, having accepted that maybe you’re just not feeling it, when i feel hands from behind me, one sneaking under my shirt to run across my chest, and one pushing past the waistband of my boxers to stroke my cock.
i moan, completely caught out, and flush at my loud response, covering my mouth with a start.
“keep going,” you say, pushing your groin against my ass and lazily playing with my dick.
i stammer and shake under your touch. “w-with breakfast o-or with… m-mmoaning?”
you laugh. “breakfast can wait,” you say, and move me to the dining table. you bend me over the wooden surface and smirk at the whine that escapes me as you feel up my ass over my boxers. “i don’t know why you’re acting all surprised,” you purr, “you’ve been begging for this since you walked in the door. or did you think i forgot that your bracelet meant you’re my own personal fucktoy?”
i whimper, not even able to respond with words, and instead push my ass back into you, eliciting another laugh.
“see? this is why i made you wait. isn’t it so much more fun when it’s a surprise? when i can reduce you to a speechless mess in an instant?” you run a hand between my legs and press at the wet patch soaking through my boxers. “god. wet already? what a slut.”
all i can do is nod frantically and whimper. yes, yes, i’m a slut, i’m your slut, fuck me, fuck me now
you hook a thumb under my waistband and pause. i wiggle my ass in anticipation, but i feel a double tap between my shoulder blades.
colour? you’re asking.
i use what’s left of my brainpower to moan out “green,” and your hand ruffles my hair and then runs down my back in thanks and appreciation, before yanking my boxers down and exposing my cunt, puffy and leaking.
you revel in the sight of me in front of you, and the sounds i make whenever you run a hand over my ass.
“god, you’re gorgeous.” you deliver a quick slap to my ass and i feel your cock against it twitch at my moan in response. “well, prettyboy? what do you want?”
“f-fuck… pl-pl-please… please fuck me. please, i need it. i need your co-o-ooock...” my words come out broken with pleasure, not exactly helped by you and your wandering hands grabbing my ass or running your fingers up the soaking entrance of my cunt. i’m shaking with pleasure and anticipation, and you’re eating it up, drawing out the moment as long as you can.
you hum thoughtfully. “well… i suppose you’ve been patient.”
and, with no other warning—i didn’t even notice you take your pants off—you push your cock into me, bottoming out instantly, and i cry out with the most handsome moan you’ve ever heard from me, gasping and whining at the sudden intense pleasure. you pause with a groan, feeling me clench around you, before grabbing my soft hips and starting to pound into me.
my face pressed into the table, i moan in ecstasy, eyes rolling back and my mouth lolled open and drooling with how good you feel inside me. i feel every inch of you fucking in and out of me, setting my body and my cunt alight with red hot pleasure, and i just splay out on the table, no longer holding myself upright, just letting you use my cunt like a toy to get off with. with every thrust, i feel my mind—already fogged over with pleasure since your first touch—completely melt away, replaced with the feeling of your cock inside me.
you moan raggedly as you fuck me, spurred on by every whine that comes from my mouth. “god…” you gasp out, “fuck, prettyboy, that cunt of yours is heavenly. feel how perfectly my cock fits into you, how it stretches you out. such a perfect breeding toy for me, what a good handsome slut.”
i nod, trying to agree, trying to say yes Yes i’m a good handsome slut, i’m your perfect breeding toy, thank you thank you for using me, please keep fucking me, i need your cock in me i need it more than anything but all that comes out is a deep, low, moan, one that can only be drawn out of me from your cock deep inside me, so you understand me even though i don’t have the words.
“you want me to breed you, prettyboy? you want me to cum inside you?” you smirk as my moaning turns almost feral with need, and i press myself back onto you, moving my hips back and forth with every one of your thrusts, my cunt clenching and needy all stretched around your cock, and you growl with want.
“you need to beg for it,” you say, picking up the pace even more, which turns my moans into uncontrollable cries of pleasure. “beg for me to fill you if you want it so badly.”
i can barely piece a thought together, let alone words, but through the waves of heat rocketing through my body i manage to cry out “p-please! i need it! i need it i need it i need it i—”
i’m cut off by you thrusting deep inside me with a moan and releasing your load deep in my cunt, and i sob with pleasure as i feel you breed me. we moan together as you climax and fill me with cum, the drag of me clenching against you overstimulating the both of us as you fuck your cum deeper and deeper into me. you hold yourself inside me for a few moments, our breath shaky but in time, and you shudder with pleasure as you run your hands down my back, feeling me whimper and shake against you.
you ease out, making me whine again, and smile at the sight of me bent over the table, boxers down, hole exposed, puffy and swollen, cum dripping out of me and down my thighs.
“fuck, prettyboy,” you lean over to kiss me and run a hand through my hair, grinning at how even through my dazed, fucked out expression, i still smile and lean into your gentle touch through my hair. “i swear it’s my favourite thing to see you like this, dumb and blissed out, and dripping with cum.”
still with absolutely no words after having my brains fucked out, i smile and draw out a shaky heart with my finger on the table. you ruffle my hair with a laugh. “cute.”
as i move to get up, you place a hand on my back, keeping me still and bent over on the table. “actually, sweetheart, i was thinking…”
as you trail off, i push my ass against you to get you to keep talking. you laugh and then i hear your voice take on that dominant streak again.
“you look far too pretty like this, bent over the table, hole puffy and dripping with cum, for just me to appreciate it. although…” you run your finger over my drooling lips, “i think your other holes deserve the same treatment.”
i moan at the thought and you continue.
“i think you need all your holes filled, and i certainly think you could use some more cum in you. i think i’ll invite some friends over—they’d love to see a dumb slutty prettyboy like you with holes ready to be used laid out on the table like this.”
i moan and nod frantically at the thought, my cock twitching with desperation just at the thought of all my holes being used.
“perfect. keep that bracelet on, then.”
this post is about a trans man. misgendering/detrans blogs dni
trans man getting stuck under the bed while checking for monsters, ass and cunt exposed in the air
getting tentacle-fucked by the monster that was lurking in their closet
wanna be hanging out with a friend and a group of people i barely know when my friend starts touching me in front of them. maybe they start innocently enough, a hand on my back or an arm around my shoulder. then, when i don’t move to stop them, they start getting more bold. squeezing my thighs, groping my chest, kissing and biting my neck.
i want them to start undressing me while everyone watches and talks about me like i’m not there. i want them to tie me down to the table and start playing with my cunny until it’s soaking wet. maybe they make me cum a few times until i’m nice and pliant before they invite everyone to play with me. i want them to shove objects and toys in my holes, clamp my nipples with clothespins. all the while, everyone is talking to each other and ignoring me.
i want to be treated like a toy. i want to be nothing more than entertainment for them. something to play with, to bond over, to fuck. leave me like that for hours, so people can stuff me full. bottles, baseball bats, food, dildos, cocks, fingers. whatever is available to use on me. candles, ice cubes, massagers, balls, kitchen utensils.
i want to be a broken braindead slut by the end of the night.
Kinda just wanna bend a puppyboy over my desk and fuck his ass until his mind is broken and it’s the only way he can cum ever again
I’m not an exhibitionist but the thought of pushing a pretty puppy up against a window and pounding him from the back is very appealing. His gorgeous body is on display for anyone to see when they walk by, his dick is leaky and pressed up against the window and leaving a mess on the glass, his cheeks are flushed and his mouth is agape and drooling. What a pretty sight for everyone to enjoy. ‘Sir what if someone actually sees me ?’ he asks through whimpers as I abuse his hole. I grab his throat and whisper in his ear to make sure it’s getting into his dumb little puppybrain, ‘I can display my property however and whenever I like, am I making myself clear mutt ?’. All I get is a pathetic little nod as I continue ruining his body
One of my favorite fantasies that I have gone back to again and again over the years is failing an important test and the teacher decides to punish me by whoring me out to the entire class. She forces me onto the desk and strips me and spreads open my legs and shows off my wet cunt.
The entire class watches, a few shouting out obscenities and calling me a slut. The teacher calls a name and one of the students steps forward and they're told to put me in my place and use me. They fuck me hard and brutally. And one after another, the entire class waits their turn for their chance to fuck me. Some people get impatient and put my other holes to use or even forces their cock in same hole.
By the end of it, I've had so many cocks and fingers inside of me and I've licked so many cunts and sucked so many dicks that I'm just covered in the entire class' cum and arousal.
I just want someone to set up a bunch of hidden cameras in my house so that they can live stream me online. Then after they've broken in during the night to rape me while I'm sleeping, they can send me the recording so I can see what everyone had to say about me.
Then, as I'm busy fucking myself while watching the video of me getting raped, I want to be sent the link to the current livestream so I can watch myself being a whore.
Lotta posts on here about multiple orgasms but very few posts on here acknowledging people who take time to finish, can only cum once, or don't even have the goal of having an orgasm every time they have sex. You're not unsexy. You're not broken and it doesn't mean you're having sex wrong. Once I heard someone say the goal can just be "feels really good" and it was like the first damn time it occurred to me due to the whole *frustratedly gestures at stigma around not cumming during sex*.
I want a dom to finger me while I'm wearing my boxers. They hold my throat back and whisper in my ear, "you hear that? You hear how wet you are? Listen to that sloppy cunt drool all over my hand. Making a mess of me aren't you? You need another finger, don't you?" I whine and nod and clench as they add a fourth digit. "you're so desperate for this aren't you? Hear how much you like it? Boys like you need to be filled, don't they?" the noises are obscene, their palm grazes my tcock and I'm moaning desperately as I cum, "good boy," they finger me faster through my orgasm, "that's it, let me hear your slutty noises."
I want to be a sloppy free use hole for pervy old men to fuck their throbbing cocks into! I want to be bent over in front of a line of people, pent up from their long hard day at work ready to dump load after load into their needy public free use fuck meat!! I’d be so wet, clenching around their hard cocks, I’d be practically milking them like the good breeding bitch I am
I want to inspect a growing tdick. Make a cute guy spread his legs nice and wide for me. Take out my measuring tape and see how much longer its gotten. Brush my fingers against it, act like the involuntary whimper uttered was an accident on my part, whoops sorry! (I'm not!) Giving in to the urge to spread his folds and stroke his tdick, drinking in his moans, pinning his legs down with my own, not stopping until he's oversensitive, sobbing, squirt and cum splattering his thighs and my hands.
imagine yourself on a bus, minding your own business, when you feel a hand grope your ass. you squirm but you don't fight it off, because why would you? a pretty ass like that deserves it, right? you try to fight them off but they're larger than you and they laugh as they continued to molest you.
and another man gropes your tits, fondling you beneath your shirt, pulling your nipples as you tried to pull away. people are noticing, but no one makes a move to help you. no one listens to your begging. they're too entranced at seeing this pretty little slut get touched in public.
soon enough there are multiple hands on your body, men and women, tugging your clothes down, touching your ass and your tits and your pussy and your mouth. No one can hear you scream, not when people are shoving you to the ground, ripping your underwear off. someone shoves a cock in your mouth to shut you up, fucking your face as another one drives his cock up your pussy and fingers slide into your ass. your hands are yanked, and you feel slick hard cocks against them. All your holes and hands are put to work. You're a filthy little fuck toy for them. There's cum in your holes, in your mouth and in your hands. You're getting wet, but you can't touch yourself.
It doesn't stop there no. You have an entire bus load of people waiting their turn to use you. Once someone finishes there's another cock to replace it. It takes you hours to go through them all. By then you're soaked in people's cum, and there's a puddle of your own juices beneath you.
You try to get up, but the same man that grabbed you first suddenly yanks you towards him. "You didn't think that it was over, did you?"
You scream as hands grab you again, but it's drowned by mocking laughter. They take your clothes away and cuff you to the handrails. A spreader bar keeps your legs wide and a spreader gag keeps your mouth open. Someone grabs a marker and starts writing on you 'Public Cumdump' with arrows pointing to your holes. Tally marks of all the people who used and violated you are written on your thigh.
The bus soon empties out, the driver glances at you, and then he restarts his route. More people come in, more people who are ready to use you as their pretty little cumdump.
i have no words
nice
the feminine urge to wear a skirt and "accidently" fall into suggestive positions for anybody to see a slip of my panties...
oh my perfect little toy, stop thinking okay? just spread your legs for me. thats it handsome, stick your tongue out. good slut! dont you feel better already? no thoughts in that beautiful head of yours, just showing off every hole you have for my cock. do you want me to use you darling? aw thats so sweet, now say it properly. tell me you want to have all of your holes stuffed with cock. good boy! do you feel how wet that made you? i cant wait to see how pretty you are leaking cum from everywhere i could force my dick inside inside of
Have me ride you while youre playing games with your friends. You dont try to hide it, theyre pretty used to it by now, hearing your moans as i rode you. Until one of them asks to see. With a grin you turn your webcam on, yanking my shirt up to show off my tits bouncing. A collective groan comes from your friends as you grab my hips and thrust into me. All i can do is hold on and moan as you rail into, my tits bouncing everywhere. You put your headset on me so i can hear your friends jerk themselves off to you bouncing me in your dick, theyre all telling me how hot i am, how good my tits look, how they cant wait to rail my tight little pussy. I moan and egg them one, playing with my tits and rubbing my clit for them until i cum all over your dick, clenching down hard you. You stand us up and toss me into your chair before pounding away at me. When you cum you fill my pussy and point the webcam at it so your friends cans see your cum leaking out of me.
wish a ghost was violating me in public and there was nothing I could do about it.
when I’m in the fitting room, disembodied hands pass through my panties, fingering my cunt and playing with my clit until i soak the material, forcing me to buy it.
at work, hands groping my tits, massaging and pinching my nipples, forcing me to hold back tears and moans.
on my way home, shoved into an alley, pants pulled down and spanked without mercy until i’m crying.
in a public restroom, taking my panties away, ripping them to shreds or carrying them far far away, so i’m forced to walk around with the knowledge that my cunt is bare
never letting me cum unless i’m in public. only giving me enough time to hide behind a bush before it’s pounding my cunt until im in tears, shoving disembodied fingers in my mouth, spanking my ass with every thrust.
just..violate when i can’t do anything about it
wearing a micro mini skirt like every day in hopes one of my profs will grab my ass, call me a tease, and drag me off to get brutally raped 🥰
transfems can put whatever they want in my holes whenever they want ♡ if a t-girl bent me over and stuck her fingers in my cunt just to make fun of how wet and fuckable it is and told me to I should be grateful for getting her attention at all, I'd simply let her cum in my unprotected pussy like a good inferior fucktoy
when he casually gropes your tits and pinches your nipples mid-conversation to remind you that your body belongs to him…… wow, yes please.
thinking abt ghost dick again
waking up to something filling me. It’s sizeable, but nothing I can’t deal with. Putting my hands to my cunt, trying to figure out whats going on and feeling, but not seeing something inside me. Slowly it starts to move until its pounding me into the bed, but when i reach down to rub my cunt, a hand cracks against my face and stops its movement inside of me. I wait for it to start up again, but it doesn’t so I get ready for work.
In the shower, the something inside me grows a little bigger, as hands begin groping my chest, leaving me moaning for more. I reach down to rub my cunt, but once again a hand cracks against my face and the hands leave my tits alone, leaving me with a slightly bigger dick inside me. I groan at the frustration but finish getting ready for work.
At work, I’m talking to a coworker when the something gets bigger again. I excuse myself to my cubicle just as a feel something sliding into my asshole. Both somethings began pumping in and out of me, leaving me to rock my hips against my chair. Reaching to rub my cunt, desperate to cum, but I’m slapped again and the pounding stops. Tears well in my eyes, but I keep rocking trying to get more stimulation, but something slides over my clit and I don’t feel anything anymore.
At home, I strip and the pounding begins right away. I fall to the floor face down, ass up, drooling as I’m pounded so good. I know now not to touch, so instead I beg. Beg for more, harder and faster and to please let me cum.
I’m nudged to the couch arm and my legs are spread over each side. The pounding resumes, harder than before. There’s something expanding inside of my ass and cunt and I began rutting against the couch arm. I move my hips back and forth, chasing my pleasure when hands grope around my tits pulling and squeezing and pinching. Moaning and begging, when I feel my release building up, the pounding speeds up and hands slap at my body. My ass, my cunt, my tits and face jiggle with the force of each slap. A hard slap to the face is what sends me over, and i cum long and hard
having a boy on his knees looking up at me, holding his face in my hands and running my thumb over his cheek, "youre such a beautiful boy, so handsome giving in, knowing that your place is on your knees for me. are you ready to follow orders? be my good boy?" and he whines from the praise, nods, "yes sir"
"perfect, open your mouth and stick out your tongue darling." he immediately obeys, looking up with big pretty eyes, his soft warm tongue ready for my tcock, "thats it baby boy." and i grab his hair at the base of his head and pull him in. his tongue right underneath my tcock, and my well trained boy immediately starts licking. lapping at my tdick while i shudder at how good hes making my cock ache. he wraps his lips around my cock, takes it all into his mouth, hes swirling his tongue and making me weak in the knees, i grip his hair tightly and start humping his face, fucking his mouth, moaning that hes such a good slut, that his mouth is so good he must be built to take cocks, until im twitching in his mouth, my tcock so hard and swollen, my boys face flush and warm, and i cant help but cum while he moans for me
praise + degradation combo that isn’t centered around misgendering / detrans??? and celebrates your transness instead??
“you’re such a stupid boy, baby. a stupid, pretty boy.”
“you can’t think cause you have that drippy little cunt between your legs, huh? it’s ok baby, lots of men feel that way - you can’t help it, all that blood rushing from your brain to fill that cute little t-dick up just makes being smart sooo hard.”
“you like being my handsome little whore, don’t you?”
“does it feel good playing with your tits baby? of course you’re still a boy if you like it, lots of people have sensitive nipples no matter what, honey. here, let me help you.”
“you’re such a good boy, drooling all over your tits like that.”
“your boycunt gets so wet for me, it just loves all this attention doesn’t it? you’re just a little slut, aren’t you?”
“it wouldn’t matter if you had a pussy or not, baby - you’d be my little fleshlight either way. it just helps that your soaked cunt makes you such an obedient boy.”
(CISHET MEN / MISGENDERING + DETRANS / BLOGS / MINORS DNI)
a soft dom showing off their cute baby boy in public. he’s adorably shy and blushy and tries to hide his face in embarrassment when strangers coo at him. sometimes he’s fucked in public so others can watch but they can’t touch, and he’s whining, face red as his dom thrusts into his pussy for all to see, how wet and needy he gets. his dom loves it and secretly so does he, loves strangers watching and taking pictures as he bounces on his dom’s cock on a bench in the park, legs spread wide and pussy exposed, back to his dom’s chest. sometimes they wanna see just how thoroughly he’s been fucked, and his dom obliges with pride, pulling out their cock and spreading their swollen lips wide open so all the cum can drip out of him. sometimes he’s so embarrassed he cries but that just makes him cuter, fat tears rolling down his cheeks as his dom sometimes spanks his cunnie in public, everyone watching is mound jiggle and swell. his dom always takes him home afterwards and makes sure everything was okay, and he doesn’t want to admit it but does so with a pout, bc he loves his dom claiming him for everyone to see
I want someone to force me to wear a really thin top so you can see my nipples through them. 'Awww look at how cute and perky they are' he would say as he pinches and rubs little circles around them. 'Oh puppy is this turning you on ?' they ask as they pinch a little harder. I flinch and whine at their touch which pleases them greatly. I can feel the wetness pool in my boxers and I push my thighs together to get as much friction as possible. 'You're going to look so slutty walking around like this' they whisper into my ear and my heart drops. I try and beg them not to make me go out with my nipples all hard and my boxers soaked through and sticky but they just laugh and tap my cheek, 'I want to parade my puppy around like the obedient slut he is'
sometimes, i wish a stranger would come up behind me in a crowd and start groping my breasts from behind. i want to feel their hands knead and massage and hear them moan in my ear as they enjoy the feel of my tits in their hands. then one of their hands wanders down and slips in between my legs, rubbing my cunt over my shorts. due to how tightly packed the crowd is, i'm unable to move or get away and my voice is lost in the noise around me. all i can do is feel myself get wetter and wetter as the stranger continues to molest me.