I Need Caleb To Be A Good Big Brother For His Transmasc Little Brother 😇 Teaching Him How To Get Off

i bought some stickers and a caleb photocard from @vellatrelle and OMG when i say they are so perfect and beautiful 😭 i just had to have the boys with me in my car, and i made a little sunny apple to sit next to caleb on my desk 🥹 soso happy with them all 🥰🥰

:,(( I need people to talk about LADS with!! No one DMs me <\3

i'm telling you now, infold is seeing all the caleb panty sniffer allegations and they're gonna hint at it in canon on purpose. i'm telling you. just watch.

Ugh I Need more toxic Caleb content. I need him to kidnap me, to drug me, to isolate me from everything and everyone else.. I’m delusional and down bad

Great heavens he’s so caked up

cw for somno and dubcon (and implied pseudocest bc caleb)

sharing a bed with caleb and you happen to wake up before him. you take the opportunity to study his face (not like you don't already have every little detail memorized) and the slope of his neck and his broad shoulders. your hand rests over his heart, feeling the steady beat that your own is mirroring.

you should be content with this quiet moment. but you're not. you've always been curious about what you aren't allowed to see. and when your hand trails down his chest, feeling the firm muscle underneath his thin shirt, excitement begins to flood your veins.

morning wood. exactly what you were hoping for. it's wrong — not only because he's asleep and you're taking advantage of him in this vulnerable state, but also because he's like a brother to you. but you really, really want to know.

your fingers are featherlight as you gently brush them along the bulge, your eyes constantly flickering between his crotch and his expression, watching for any sign of him stirring. even with just this, you can tell that he's big. you had a hunch based off other times you've been able to sneak glances and when he's worn those gray sweats that make him unfairly attractive. his dick print always looked impressive.

carefully, you pull down the waistband of his pants, your heart pounding in your chest when caleb groans softly. still asleep. guilt swirls in your stomach and you know you should stop but you're too close to do anything other than continue.

after what feels like an eternity, you manage to shimmy his pants down enough for his heavy cock to be freed. it twitches under your gaze, still semi soft and absolutely mouth watering. your mind immediately begins to wonder how it would feel on your tongue. what it would taste like, the sounds caleb would make as you take more and more of his length down your throat, if you would even be able to get it all in your mouth.

with another glance to his peaceful expression to ensure he didn't wake up, your fingertips graze along his velvety soft shaft. he reacts beautifully — eyebrows furrowing slightly, hips jerking forward as if chasing your touch, and lips parting to take in a shaky breath. it's a sight and experience that you could easily get addicted to.

your touches get bolder, driven by a deep seated desire and hunger. your thumb swipes over his slit, gathering a small drop of precum before you gently swirl it on his tip, testing how far you can go.

you know you're playing with fire, every touch adding fuel to the flame that threatens to burn you alive. so when caleb groans softly, his dick twitching under your hand, you decide to stop pressing your luck.

caleb hides his disappointment as you carefully tuck him back into his pants, eyes staying closed and hoping his heartbeat will slow down before you realize just how fast it's racing from your curiosity.

“smile for the camera, baby!” ☆

as if you could.

caleb is all too cocky about your inability to do anything but lay beneath him all slack-jawed and shaky as he drills his cock into you despite your overstimulation.

you’re so fucked out that you can’t even muster up the energy or mindpower to regret gifting your boyfriend and polaroid camera for his birthday. you had brought it with romance in mind—he’s away so often for such long periods at a time that you thought a few sweet photos he can carry in the lining of his uniform jacket would be a nice idea.

but caleb, the amalgamation of all things desperate and horny, couldn’t wait five minutes after unwrapping his gift to start unwrapping you as well. each layer of clothing discarded he’d reward with a photo of your revealed skin until he was trying to finesse a way to hold the camera with one hand as the other pumped his fingers mercilessly into your cunt.

now, hours later, you’re laying on a bed of polaroids, each more lewd than the last. one digs into your skin while another is jostled off the bed with the hard thrusts of your boyfriends leaky cock into your (regrettably) still-needy pussy. the effect this man has on you is unreasonable—you’ve cum so many times that you can’t form a coherent thought and still you think you’d cry if he pulled out and denied you the stretch of his cock.

flash. another shot is taken, this one of your glossy eyes and drool-soaked lips.

“you’re so messy,” he teases like his dick isn’t shining with the sweet mixture of your releases—like he’s not spat on your cunt just to rub load after load of cum around your clit in sick circles that make you choke on your breath. what an asshole he is.

“gonna make you cum again, pips,” he grins, dark hair sticking to his forehead with sweat. “i want to see if i can catch you squirting in a pic, hm?”

you part your kiss-swollen lips to protest. “cant—“ is all you can manage though, before your boyfriend, your best friend, is squeezing your cheeks between his long fingers and frowning down at you.

“don’t doubt yourself, pretty, you can do anything if you set your mind to it!”

pep talk of the century. you’d laugh at him if you had half your mind left, but all you have the space to think about is how he’s never gotten quite this deep inside of you before. you don’t even process the way he’s driven your hips up with his thighs to feel even more of you around him.

so perfect, he calls you. and even though he’s fucking you erratically, once he feels the telltale signs of your impending orgasm, he’s all smiles. sweet glossy eyes brimming with needy tears, flushed cheeks, soft brows… the man with his cock so deep inside of you that you’re seeing stars, leans down to press a kiss to your forehead as you orgasm.

it’s too much. you choke on it, you feel it in every bone in your body and still you crave more of him. you squirt around his cock with a moan made for porn and caleb feels like a hormonal virgin all over again.

click. another pic; one that prints to be fanned out immediately—one hand flapping the print through the air as the other one rubs slow circles on your tummy as he tries to feel himself pushing inside of you.

once it finally develops enough to gift caleb with the sight of your spread legs and the mess of lust between them, you swear he grows even harder inside of you.

“yeah,” your idiot of a man grins. “this one’s going on my wall.”

I’m spiraling over the new banner. The boys saw yandere Caleb and were like, “yeah we can do that too” so now nobody’s wallets are safe😭 infold better be giving us aftercare with this event istg

God him and Xavier look so possessive I’m gonna NUT

Happy 4/20 I wish I was smoking with Xav rn

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