u/DorkDrool

Lisa stood between Ryan and Sam, her upper body partially covered by a baggy cropped tee. Her smooth legs growing out from a pair of tiny, spandex shorts. Unlike her, the two boys were only covered by their underwear. Exposed, vulnerable. Her brothers each quietly looked at the floor and pretended they didn't have butterflies in their stomach. Lisa positions her phone to capture a quick teaser clip, her fingers brushing through both of their hair while she starts. "If you're watching this, I am live right now with my two good boys here." she says, patting them on the head. "As you can see, Ryry here is already soooooo excited for you all to tune in~" Ryan hears this and squeezes his thighs together, pouting that his body is already betraying him. His face burns pink, undies already tenting from the boner. Lisa gets behind Sam and digs her fingers into each side of his mouth, pulling his cheeks apart. "And who can forget boner boy's brother, what's your name?" she laughs. "sghhhHHAAM" he grunts out. She wipes her hands across Ryan's face, "Sister says, give each other a kiss!"

18+ for 18+

His gaze swept the converted garage that served as the studio’s main floor: blue wrestling mat dominating the center, a folding chair propped in the corner for the ref, a series of camera on tripods angled toward the action. Aiden stepped through in a hoodie two sizes too big and baggy sweatpants cinched tight at the ankles. Having recently moved out for college, he was desperate for money. His hair was the color of wet sand, hanging over his forehead. His eyes held on the floor, lip quivering as he began to strip down. The hoodie went up and over his head to reveal the frail body. A flat chest with bony collar bones, visible ribs, but a soft tummy, the belly button a small vertical slit. Removing the bottom half didn't help his case. Skinny legs coming out of his briefs. His butt hugged by the fabric, despite his inability to fill out the front pouch. Four boys filed in. They were shorter than Aiden, thick-bodied where he was frail, their shoulders broad and their thighs dense. Their eyes tracked Aiden the way cats track wounded birds. No one spoke. The four boys spread out, forming a loose ring around the mat’s edge. Aiden stood at its center, his briefs already damp at the waistband with nervous sweat, his empty pouch twitching.

< Exact details can be tailored to your individual kinks! Send your top 3/5 kinks and include the word "waistband" when you message please! >

kinks: muscle worship, forced body worship (armpits, feet, etc), noncon/dubcon, clothes ripping, ballbusting, athletic wear, jockstraps, face and skull fucking, wrestling holds, crying, size humilation, sph, rough sex, incest, breathplay, raceplay, public humiliation, forced intox, impact play(slapping, punching, kicking etc), gangbangs, and more!

Limits: scat, gore, vore, prolapse

Lisa stood between Ryan and Sam, her upper body partially covered by a baggy cropped tee. Her smooth legs growing out from a pair of tiny, spandex shorts. Unlike her, the two boys were only covered by their underwear. Exposed, vulnerable. Her brothers each quietly looked at the floor and pretended they didn't have butterflies in their stomach. Lisa positions her phone to capture a quick teaser clip, her fingers brushing through both of their hair while she starts. "If you're watching this, I am live right now with my two good boys here." she says, patting them on the head. "As you can see, Ryry here is already soooooo excited for you all to tune in~" Ryan hears this and squeezes his thighs together, pouting that his body is already betraying him. "yes sistress" he mumbles, undies already tenting from the boner. "Sister says, give each other a kiss!"

His gaze swept the converted garage that served as the studio’s main floor: blue wrestling mat dominating the center, a folding chair propped in the corner for the ref, a series of camera on tripods angled toward the action. Aiden stepped through in a hoodie two sizes too big and baggy sweatpants cinched tight at the ankles. Having recently moved out for college, he was desperate for money. His hair was the color of wet sand, hanging over his forehead. His eyes held on the floor, lip quivering as he began to strip down. The hoodie went up and over his head to reveal the frail body. A flat chest with bony collar bones, visible ribs, but a soft tummy, the belly button a small vertical slit. Removing the bottom half didn't help his case. Skinny legs coming out of his briefs. His butt hugged by the fabric, despite his inability to fill out the front pouch. Four boys filed in. They were shorter than Aiden, thick-bodied where he was frail, their shoulders broad and their thighs dense. Their eyes tracked Aiden the way cats track wounded birds. No one spoke. The four boys spread out, forming a loose ring around the mat’s edge. Aiden stood at its center, his briefs already damp at the waistband with nervous sweat, his empty pouch twitching.

< Exact details can be tailored to your individual kinks! Send your top 3/5 kinks and include the word "waistband" when you message please! >

kinks: muscle worship, forced body worship (armpits, feet, etc), noncon/dubcon, clothes ripping, ballbusting, athletic wear, jockstraps, face and skull fucking, wrestling holds, crying, size humilation, sph, rough sex, incest, breathplay, raceplay, public humiliation, forced intox, impact play(slapping, punching, kicking etc), gangbangs, and more!

Limits: scat, gore, vore, prolapse

This is an 18+ for 18+ fantasy roleplay

The mechanical whirring and clicking sounds coming from the machine stroking his cock with the silicone sleeve. Lance had a big, goofy smile on his face. Eyes glazed over from the poppers and weed that had been forced on him, the scent of which still hung in the room. Lance was not fit, not toned, skinny in a way that makes his ribs visible when he stretched. Rubber cuffs bound his arms to the reclined chair, his vision filled by the wall sized screen playing porn. A chime plays, a smaller bubble in the corner reading "DonorAnon4459: $350 let's see him beg" The sleeve partial inflates, squeezing tighter around his curved cock. Lance makes a sound he didn't really plan to. A stifled cry that stretched into a moan. "Orgasm level at: sixty-two percent" a robotic voice announces.

The porn on the screen changes, and the machine starts pumping faster. His chest rises and falls in shallow jerks as the sleeve strokes upward from base to glans, his back arched with a never ending groan humming from his lips. "Orgasm level at: nintey-four percent." Lance curls his toes, his eyes rolling around in his head. "unggghhodhhhatfeelsshogoodI'm gonna cum" he whines. "Orgasm threshold level hit." The voice announces, the room going dark. The sleeve stomps stroking, a pressure building around his balls. “Please,” he gasps. “PleaseFUCKpleaseplease” he whimpers, slobber dripping from his lips. A fan of the content, he never though the experience would be so intense when he filled out the waiver at 3 AM, heart pounding so hard he thought the neighbors might hear. He’d checked every box. Listing each of his kinks and agreeing to having them exploited. He hadn’t known why. He still doesn’t.

kinks: bdsm, tickling, edging, gooning, poppers, feet, socks, strange/huge insertions, dom/sub, mind break, drool, fingers in mouth, medfet, armpits, virgins, premature ejac, denial, and more

Limits: Vore, gore, scat, puke

After filling the last bowl I squeezed the handle of the ice cream scoop extra hard. Biting my lip and exhaling loudly, I want to cum so fucking bad. My balls were aching. Churning. A hot, buzzing throb in my boxers. I could hear my cock pleading in my head. Hearing the laughter of you and your friends in the next room snapped me out, it was wrong, I shouldn't. It had been four days since getting infected with the virus and I had tried so hard to contain it. Spending hours humping everything in my room. Laying in bed, scrolling porn and pumping, feeling my full balls bouncing. I had no other friends to share this bliss with. One second I was putting the ice cream scoop in the sink, the next I was standing in front of the bowls with my pulsing boner out. The veiny shaft a bright shade of red from how horny I was. A big, goofy smile formed on my face as I touched it. "unggghhodhhhatfeelsshogood" I groan. It didn't take more than three pumps before my toes were curling. My creamy white ropes glazing the vanilla scoops. I take two spoons to mix and mash all ice cream to look the same, hiding the toxic sludge in them.

This is an 18+ for 18+ fantasy roleplay

Late night scrolls always meant it was time for the horny brain rot. This AAPI month, a campaign was being run that reversed the stereotypical WMAM dynamic. All the kinky porn that traditionally featured asian bottoms now put whitebois in their place.

A skinny white twink is standing next to a toned Chinese athlete. The two take turns posing to show off the difference in their bodies. It jump cuts to the white boy on his knees. Nose hooks pulling his nostrils up to resemble a pig's. A plastic cheek retractor in his mouth, his tongue flopped out. Reduced to groans and grunts. The chinese top slaps in repeatedly, "look at the brainless idiot." You scroll away, pretending you weren't throbbing in your boxers. A few minutes later it was a white femboy. This time, being led on a leash. "Lick it" "kiss his sneakers loser" "lick his butt" "get that tongue out" various voices laughed and taunted.

Kinks: big asian cock, free use, strange/huge insertions, public, raceplay, dom/sub, feet, size difference, small penis humiliation, muscle worship, groups, anything cum related cum worship and eating, musk, piss play, slapping, chastity/caged, medical scenes, full nelson, pet play, more.

Limits: Vore, gore, scat, puke

18+ for 18+

After filling the last bowl I squeezed the handle of the ice cream scoop extra hard. Biting my lip and exhaling loudly, I want to cum so fucking bad. My balls were aching. Churning. A hot, buzzing throb in my boxers. I could hear my cock pleading in my head. Hearing the laughter of you and your friends in the next room snapped me out, it was wrong, I shouldn't. It had been four days since getting infected with the virus and I had tried so hard to contain it. Spending hours humping everything in my room. Laying in bed, scrolling porn and pumping, feeling my full balls bouncing. I had no other friends to share this bliss with. One second I was putting the ice cream scoop in the sink, the next I was standing in front of the bowls with my pulsing boner out. The veiny shaft a bright shade of red from how horny I was. A big, goofy smile formed on my face as I touched it. "unggghhodhhhatfeelsshogood" I groan. It didn't take more than three pumps before my toes were curling. My creamy white ropes glazing the vanilla scoops. I take two spoons to mix and mash all ice cream to look the same, hiding the toxic sludge in them.

some kinks: dumbing down, IQ play, gooner babble, cum on food, cum eating, poppers, gooning, fingers in mouth, play fighting, wedgies, mutual masturbation, raunch, incest, feet, sneakers/socks, armpits, slobber, sword fights, virgins, humiliation, exposure, underwear, corruption, mind break, dry humping, cringe, groups, premature ejac, tasks, chastity, muscles, WAM, nerds, twinks, femboys, fleshlights

limits: scat, farts, vore, gore, prolapse

This public pool had a reputation in town for being more "friendly" than some of the others. This was reflected by how empty the pool itself usually was compared to the locker room and bathrooms. Smaller trunks and speedos were the norm. I had somehow convinced Andy to tag along, leaving out some of the spicier details.

I caught a few eyes on us as we walked in. Our bags set down on the bench in front of one of the locker walls as we started to change. Andy bent forward to untie his shoes, and so many heads tried to slyly turn. Once it became clear he was the eye candy in the room, I started pawing at my boner through my shorts. Andy hadn't noticed yet, quietly pushing down his shorts to show off the snug speedo underneath. I nudge him, his eye looking up with a "hmm?" "Remember, wave" I whisper. Andy steps out of his shorts and turn around to set them down. He makes eye contact with a few of the guys that had been shamelessly looking at his butt, giving them a shy wave. A few start walking toward us, one smiling at me with an expression that was almost asking for permission. I reach down and push my boxers down, letting my boner spring out and thwack against my body. Andy turns around, eyes going wide seeing the man in just a towel. He reached and lets his fingers run through Andy's hair, his eyes asking me if he can keep going. "Yeah~" I groan. I watch as he unties the knot and his towel falls. "mghffffuck yeahhhhhh" I gasp, hand wrapping around my cock.

Jacob was in the middle of changing when a pillow hits him in the face, knocking his glasses off, Andy quickly pouncing on him. He had waited until his friend was down to only the light grey briefs. Andy was Eric's brother, lithe, shirtless, hip bones prominent enough to keep his flannel pajama pants from falling all the way down. "Dude no fair," Jacob protests with my chest rubbing against the carpet. "Here, I got him." I hear Eric say. In a panic, Jacob thrashed around, blindly reaching back and shoving against his body. Eric grabs his wrists and pins them behind Jacob's back. Instant. Throbbing. Erection.

He can feel Eric's weight leaning onto him, the warm breath against his ear with each grunt. "waaAAIT" Jacob yelps in a high nerdy lisp, everything between his belly button and balls started to tickle. "Here it comes~" Andy laughs between making airplane sounds, wiggling his toes at the trapped friend. Jacob tightly pursed his lips and gives Andy an angry look. Eric grabs a handful of Jacob's hair and yanks. The loud yelp open his mouth enough for Andy to get his toes in. "eeyyyeeGUIIIIIIIBEEEYEGUIIIIIIIB" he groans, too embarrassed to even keep struggling.

== happy to swap around characters or even genders, just wanted to paint a picture of the scene! Include the word "waistband" and your kinks/limits in your intro~ ==

18+ for 18+

Jacob was in the middle of changing when a pillow hits him in the face, knocking his glasses off, Andy quickly pouncing on him. He had waited until his friend was down to only the light grey briefs. Andy was Eric's brother, lithe, shirtless, hip bones prominent enough to keep his flannel pajama pants from falling all the way down. "Dude no fair," Jacob protests with my chest rubbing against the carpet. "Here, I got him." I hear Eric say. In a panic, Jacob thrashed around, blindly reaching back and shoving against his body. Eric grabs his wrists and pins them behind Jacob's back. Instant. Throbbing. Erection.

He can feel Eric's weight leaning onto him, the warm breath against his ear with each grunt. "waaAAIT" Jacob yelps in a high nerdy lisp, everything between his belly button and balls started to tickle. "Here it comes~" Andy laughs between making airplane sounds, wiggling his toes at the trapped friend. Jacob tightly pursed his lips and gives Andy an angry look. Eric grabs a handful of Jacob's hair and yanks. The loud yelp open his mouth enough for Andy to get his toes in. "eeyyyeeGUIIIIIIIBEEEYEGUIIIIIIIB" he groans, too embarrassed to even keep struggling.

== happy to swap around characters, just wanted to paint a picture of the scene! Include the word "waistband" in your intro~ ==

some kinks: singets, underwear, armpits, spanking, slapping, IQ play, gooner babble, cum on food, cum eating, poppers, gooning, fingers in mouth, play fighting, wedgies, mutual masturbation, raunch, incest, feet, sneakers/socks, armpits, slobber, sword fights, virgins, humiliation, exposure, underwear, corruption, mind break, dry humping, cringe, groups, premature ejac, tasks, chastity, muscles, WAM, nerds, twinks, femboys, fleshlights

limits: scat, farts, vore, gore, prolapse

Jacob was in the middle of changing when a pillow hits him in the face, knocking his glasses off, Andy quickly pouncing on him. He had waited until his friend was down to only the light grey briefs. Andy was Eric's brother, lithe, shirtless, hip bones prominent enough to keep his flannel pajama pants from falling all the way down. "Dude no fair," Jacob protests with my chest rubbing against the carpet. "Here, I got him." I hear Eric say. In a panic, Jacob thrashed around, blindly reaching back and shoving against his body. Eric grabs his wrists and pins them behind Jacob's back. Instant. Throbbing. Erection.

He can feel Eric's weight leaning onto him, the warm breath against his ear with each grunt. "waaAAIT" Jacob yelps in a high nerdy lisp, everything between his belly button and balls started to tickle. "Here it comes~" Andy laughs between making airplane sounds, wiggling his toes at the trapped friend. Jacob tightly pursed his lips and gives Andy an angry look. Eric grabs a handful of Jacob's hair and yanks. The loud yelp open his mouth enough for Andy to get his toes in. "eeyyyeeGUIIIIIIIBEEEYEGUIIIIIIIB" he groans, too embarrassed to even keep struggling.

Happy to swap genders around~

I am verse and can play twink/twunk/petite, would love to play out a fun wrestling scene! The more kinks the better, can be either a heel/jobber pairing or a catfight or even something more focused on silly rolling around for us to cum!

Tickle fights, tit play, gut punch, food fights, pillow fights, oil wrestling, bondage wrestling, raceplay, breathplay domination, humiliation, etc.

This public pool had a reputation in town for being more "friendly" than some of the others. This was reflected by how empty the pool itself usually was compared to the locker room and bathrooms. Smaller trunks and speedos were the norm. I had somehow convinced Andy to tag along, leaving out some of the spicier details.

I caught a few eyes on us as we walked in. Our bags set down on the bench in front of one of the locker walls as we started to change. Andy bent forward to untie his shoes, and so many heads tried to slyly turn. Once it became clear he was the eye candy in the room, I started pawing at my boner through my shorts. Andy hadn't noticed yet, quietly pushing down his shorts to show off the snug speedo underneath. I nudge him, his eye looking up with a "hmm?" "Remember, wave" I whisper. Andy steps out of his shorts and turn around to set them down. He makes eye contact with a few of the guys that had been shamelessly looking at his butt, giving them a shy wave. A few start walking toward us, one smiling at me with an expression that was almost asking for permission. I reach down and push my boxers down, letting my boner spring out and thwack against my body. Andy turns around, eyes going wide seeing the man in just a towel. He reached and lets his fingers run through Andy's hair, his eyes asking me if he can keep going. "Yeah~" I groan. I watch as he unties the knot and his towel falls. "mghffffuck yeahhhhhh" I gasp, hand wrapping around my cock.

The lights in room dimmed as the smaller clusters of standing men returned to their seats. The large wrestling mat in the middle of the room splotched with fluids from the night's previous matches. In the air was the hanging scent of sex, spilled alcohol, and stale cum. I am verse and can play twink/twunk/petite

Tickle fights, food fights, pillow fights, bondage wrestling, raceplay, breathplay domination, humiliation, etc

I squeezed the handle of the ice cream scoop extra hard after filling your bowl. Biting my lip and exhaling loudly, I just stare at it. My balls were aching. A hot, tingling throb in my boxers. I could hear my cock pleading in my head, "please let me cum. please let me cum." It was wrong, I shouldn't. It had been four days since getting infected with the virus and I had tried so hard to contain it. Spending hours humping everything in my room. Laying in bed, scrolling porn and pumping, feeling my full balls bouncing. I had no other friends to share this bliss with. One second I was putting the ice cream scoop in the sink, the next I was standing over your bowl with my pulsing boner out. The veiny shaft a bright shade of red from how horny I was. A big, goofy smile formed on my face as I touched it. "unggghhodhhhatfeelsshogood" I groan. It didn't take more than three pumps before my toes were curling. My creamy white ropes glazing the vanilla scoops. I take two spoons to mix and mash both bowls to look the same, hiding the toxic sludge in yours.

some kinks: dumbing down, IQ play, gooner babble, cum on food, cum eating, poppers, gooning, fingers in mouth, play fighting, wedgies, mutual masturbation, raunch, incest, feet, sneakers/socks, armpits, slobber, sword fights, virgins, humiliation, exposure, underwear, corruption, mind break, dry humping, cringe, groups, premature ejac, tasks, chastity, muscles, WAM, nerds, twinks, femboys, fleshlights

limits: scat, farts, vore, gore, prolapse

18+ for 18+

I squeezed the handle of the ice cream scoop extra hard after filling your bowl. Biting my lip and exhaling loudly, I just stare at it. My balls were aching. A hot, tingling throb in my boxers. I could hear my cock pleading in my head, "please let me cum. please let me cum." It was wrong, I shouldn't. It had been four days since getting infected with the virus and I had tried so hard to contain it. Spending hours humping everything in my room. Laying in bed, scrolling porn and pumping, feeling my full balls bouncing. I had no other friends to share this bliss with. One second I was putting the ice cream scoop in the sink, the next I was standing over your bowl with my pulsing boner out. The veiny shaft a bright shade of red from how horny I was. A big, goofy smile formed on my face as I touched it. "unggghhodhhhatfeelsshogood" I groan. It didn't take more than three pumps before my toes were curling. My creamy white ropes glazing the vanilla scoops. I take two spoons to mix and mash both bowls to look the same, hiding the toxic sludge in yours.

some kinks: dumbing down, IQ play, gooner babble, cum on food, cum eating, poppers, gooning, fingers in mouth, play fighting, wedgies, mutual masturbation, raunch, incest, feet, sneakers/socks, armpits, slobber, sword fights, virgins, humiliation, exposure, underwear, corruption, mind break, dry humping, cringe, groups, premature ejac, tasks, chastity, muscles, WAM, nerds, twinks, femboys, fleshlights

limits: scat, farts, vore, gore, prolapse

This public pool had a reputation in town for being more "friendly" than some of the others. This was reflected by how empty the pool itself usually was compared to the locker room and bathrooms. Smaller trunks and speedos were the norm. I had somehow convinced Andy to tag along, leaving out some of the spicier details.

I caught a few eyes on us as we walked in. Our bags set down on the bench in front of one of the locker walls as we started to change. Andy bent forward to untie his shoes, and so many heads tried to slyly turn. Once it became clear he was the eye candy in the room, I started pawing at my boner through my shorts. Andy hadn't noticed yet, quietly pushing down his shorts to show off the snug briefs underneath. I nudge him, his eye looking up with a "hmm?" "Remember, wave" I whisper. Andy steps out of his shorts and turn around to set them down. He makes eye contact with a few of the guys that had been shamelessly looking at his butt, giving them a shy wave. A few start walking toward us, one smiling at me with an expression that was almost asking for permission. I reach down and push my boxers down, letting my boner spring out and thwack against my body. Andy turns around, eyes going wide seeing the man in just a towel. He reached and lets his fingers run through Andy's hair, his eyes asking me if he can keep going. "Yeah~" I groan. I watch as he unties the knot and his towel falls. "mghffffuck yeahhhhhh" I gasp, hand wrapping around my cock.

A 18+ for 18+ roleplay

This public pool had a reputation in town for being more "friendly" than some of the others. This was reflected by how empty the pool itself usually was compared to the locker room and bathrooms. Smaller trunks and speedos were the norm. I had somehow convinced Andy to tag along, leaving out some of the spicier details.

I caught a few eyes on us as we walked in. Our bags set down on the bench in front of one of the locker walls as we started to change. Andy bent forward to untie his shoes, and so many heads tried to slyly turn. Once it became clear he was the eye candy in the room, I started pawing at my boner through my shorts. Andy hadn't noticed yet, quietly pushing down his shorts to show off the snug briefs underneath. I nudge him, his eye looking up with a "hmm?" "Remember, wave" I whisper. Andy steps out of his shorts and turn around to set them down. He makes eye contact with a few of the guys that had been shamelessly looking at his butt, giving them a shy wave. A few start walking toward us, one smiling at me with an expression that was almost asking for permission. I reach down and push my boxers down, letting my boner spring out and thwack against my body. Andy turns around, eyes going wide seeing the man in just a towel. He reached and lets his fingers run through Andy's hair, his eyes asking me if he can keep going. "Yeah~" I groan. I watch as he unties the knot and his towel falls. "mghffffuck yeahhhhhh" I gasp, hand wrapping around my cock.

== if you made it this far include the word "waistband", open to changing some of the details! Pairings can be strangers, roomies, siblings, friends, etc and setting can change as well!

some kinks: public, poppers, gooning, fingers in mouth, play fighting, wedgies, mutual masturbation, raunch, incest, feet, sneakers/socks, spanking, teasing, twerking, armpits, slobber, sword fights, virgins, humiliation, exposure, underwear, corruption, mind break, dry humping, cringe, groups, premature ejac, tasks, chastity, muscles, WAM, nerds, twinks, femboys, fleshlights

limits: scat, farts, vore, gore, prolapse

This public pool had a reputation in town for being more "friendly" than some of the others. This was reflected by how empty the pool itself usually was compared to the locker room and bathrooms. Smaller trunks and speedos were the norm. I had somehow convinced my brother Andy to tag along, leaving out some of the spicier details.

I caught a few eyes on us as we walked in. Our bags set down on the bench in front of one of the locker walls as we started to change. Andy bent forward to untie his shoes, and so many heads tried to slyly turn. Once it became clear he was the eye candy in the room, I started pawing at my boner through my shorts. Andy hadn't noticed yet, quietly pushing down his shorts to show off the snug briefs underneath. I nudge him, his eye looking up with a "hmm?" "Remember, wave" I whisper. Andy steps out of his shorts and turn around to set them down. He makes eye contact with a few of the guys that had been shamelessly looking at his butt, giving them a shy wave. A few start walking toward us, one smiling at me with an expression that was almost asking for permission. I reach down and push my boxers down, letting my boner spring out and thwack against my body. Andy turns around, eyes going wide seeing the man in just a towel. He reached and lets his fingers run through Andy's hair, his eyes asking me if he can keep going. "Yeah~" I groan. I watch as he unties the knot and his towel falls. mghffffuck yeahhhhhh" I gasp, hand wrapping around my cock.