Ftmpupboy - Woofwoof

just did yard work in the most adam sandler ass outfit before lifting weights for like an hour, feeling very manly today lmao

Tried to sleep on the couch last night and couldn't, so I went back to big brother's room,,,

Even at 3 AM, he's pounding energy drinks, eyes glued to his TV screen, jabbing at his controller. A lazy trail of smoke floats up from the empty can he's using as an ashtray. He doesn't even notice me when I come in - not until I crawl up in bed with him like a needy dog, rest my head on his thigh...

"Can I help you, li'l bro?" he asks, not looking away from his game.

"Can't sleep," I mumble into his leg. "I just wanted to be near you..."

"You can be near me somewhere else, y'know," my big brother says with an annoyed sigh. He tries half-heartedly to push me aside, but I won't budge - big bro is mine, after all - and gives up quick. "Whatever, fine, you can stay if you want. Just don't mess up my game, got it?"

I nod against his thigh and lie down properly. Lie among his sheets that smell like him, against his warmth. Let my hand come to rest on his leg... He makes a little noise at that, a sweet one I like. "Hey, c'mon," big bro sighs. "You're distractin' me."

"Oh, noooo...~" I murmur back. He sucks in a little breath as I trace my fingertips along his inner thigh - he's still avoiding eye contact with me, and it's pissing me off. "I'm so sorry... Am I bothering you, big brother~?"

"A lot, actually." He growls it a little, but I can see that little muscle in his cheek twitch - the way it always does when big bro's trying not to smile. Finally - god, finally - he looks down at me, eyes half-glowing in the light of the screen. My stomach knots up tight with excitement. "Tell you what. Let me just finish this round and I'll fuck you to sleep, alright?"

I narrow my eyes a little at him, smile so he knows that's not good enough. "You'll fuck me right here and now, or not at all."

Big bro raises an eyebrow. I can tell he's fighting the urge to either smack me or pin me down - but instead he grabs the controller, throws it across the room, and turns onto all fours like he's about to pounce on me. I squeal with delight and try to roll off the bed, get out of his grasp, but he's so fast, so fucking strong,,, Both arms snake around me, dragging me into the heat of his lap, his hands circling my wrists and pinning them behind my back...

"Lemme go," I laugh, squirming. "Lemme go... C'mon, you're hurting me...~"

"Oh, no, you don't... Don't play innocent now, baby," big bro purrs into my ear. I'm already melting as he slides his free hand down my waist, into my underwear... Past the point of no return, where any good big brother would stop - and yet he keeps going, fingers teasing me open...

"You wanted me?" my big brother whispers, biting my earlobe. "You got me <3"

you know there really is something to be said for the idea of getting ridiculously high at a party and wandering into the bathroom to try and get a hold of myself and then getting straight up molested in there. someone else comes in and sees me leaning against the wall, just trying to stay upright, and thinks, fuck, you're so high, i could do anything right now and you wouldn't be able to stop me. maybe they try to hold back, to just ask if i'm alright, but when they see how out of it i am... fuck it. i can barely complain in coherent sentences, let alone fight them off as they pull my clothes off and touch my tits, my cunt however they want. all i can do when they sink their cock inside me is slur, "no, no," and shake my head while they coo to me that everything's okay and that i'm just tripping so bad, they would never do something like this to me. they get less gentle as they get closer, the wet sounds of them fucking me echoing off the walls, groaning about how i'm such a good doll like this, that they should keep me drugged up and pliant forever so they can fuck me whenever, however they want. toys don't say no, after all. they come inside me and let it trickle down my legs when they pull out. maybe i even have to suck their cock clean after. then they just leave me in there to deal with the aftermath myself. there's a LOT to be said about that

I wanna get so high I don't notice him sliding it inside

we should be more obsessed with shotgunning weed and making out

fun fact about me is that i don’t actually want bottom surgery because i love being a faggot with a tdick and a cunt

forcemasc but not in the gym bro way. you don’t have to be strong and dominant to be a man— what are you, fucking sexist? nah, nah. you don’t get to call yourself a girl just cause you’re not strong, not rough, not unfeeling. obedience doesn’t make you a girl, it makes you a dog.

you’re still a man when you’re grinding on the boot that left suchhhh a pretty red mark on your ribs. you’re still a man when you’re nose-deep in bush and whimpering cause you just can’t get enough no matter how hard you try. you’re still a man when you’re gagging on my fingers pressing down on your tongue. you’re still a fucking man and if i gotta make you prove it to yourself until “good boy” are the only words you know, i will

reminder to do your regular boy maintenance of fucking them until they’re unable to properly respond to you. its for his mental health

Mutuals who I don't know very personally yet I am holding a sugarcube out in my hand in the hopes that you will approach me like the noble horse