u/detailedgaybtmrp

You’re currently out of town for your son's wedding. It was a beautiful ceremony. You watched your handsome son get married to the love of their life. The wedding was thrown in this lavish hotel with a huge garden plaza for the reception, so it’s a luxurious experience. Food and booze are being brought out constantly, and you naturally help yourself.

At some point during the night you meet Trevor, friend of the bridal party and you get to chatting, getting to know each other. It doesn’t take long to figure out he’s gay: he’s been eyeing the men of the party all night. In a random drunk intrusive thought, you realize he’s quite attractive: he’s a charming man, his suit fits him well, and it shows off his body, in particular his ass.

Somehow during your conversation you talked sex briefly. Maybe it was just the occasion, the lack of your own sex life post divorce, or your intoxicated stupor but you landed on the subject. Through that you learned he was a bottom and you can clearly see why.

As the night goes on and the party winds down, you can’t help but feel some kind of energy between the two of you. And it soon becomes clear to both of you: you and Trevor want to fuck. However, this is a party and you’re in front of a lot of people right now, amongst a few other things that come to mind that will necessitate discretion if you actually go through with this, i.e. your own relationship status, the lack of a hotel room potentially, you’re not actually gay, etc.

But penetrating and inseminating Trevor suddenly sounds like the best way to celebrate the occasion.

A new scene I’m trying. I would love to play out a scene where you meet me, Trevor, at a wedding reception and we hit it off, ending with us fucking somewhere at/around the reception.

There are some open parameters, I got the idea of hooking up with a divorced dad specifically after a suggestion and I haven't been able to stop thinking about it. Open to tweaking that.

I'll be Trevor Sterling, late 20s-early 30s, 5’9, 165 lbs, athletic/toned, long blond hair (long enough to half tie up), brown eyes, 7” cut, bubble butt, smooth. 

Would prefer your character be in their ~early 40s to mid 50s and athletic/toned/muscular, although <10% body fat is not required. We can fudge age to make it make sense.

Please respond with a character's stats along with some answers to the parameters I mentioned and the phrase "reception fuck" so that I know you read this.

Kinks: straight-turning, oral, verbal, promiscuity, breeding/coming inside me, different sexual positions, muscles, sloppy seconds, quickies, cheating, voyeurism, 10-20 year age gaps.

Limits: no feminization, no rape/scat/piss/blood, no incest, no violence, no "daddy talk".

You’re currently out of town for your son's wedding. It was a beautiful ceremony. You watched your handsome son get married to the love of their life. The wedding was thrown in this lavish hotel with a huge garden plaza for the reception, so it’s a luxurious experience. Food and booze are being brought out constantly, and you naturally help yourself.

At some point during the night you meet Trevor, friend of the bridal party and you get to chatting, getting to know each other. It doesn’t take long to figure out he’s gay: he’s been eyeing the men of the party all night. In a random drunk intrusive thought, you realize he’s quite attractive: he’s a charming man, his suit fits him well, and it shows off his body, in particular his ass.

Somehow during your conversation you talked sex briefly. Maybe it was just the occasion, the lack of your own sex life post divorce, or your intoxicated stupor but you landed on the subject. Through that you learned he was a bottom and you can clearly see why.

As the night goes on and the party winds down, you can’t help but feel some kind of energy between the two of you. And it soon becomes clear to both of you: you and Trevor want to fuck. However, this is a party and you’re in front of a lot of people right now, amongst a few other things that come to mind that will necessitate discretion if you actually go through with this, i.e. your own relationship status, the lack of a hotel room potentially, you’re not actually gay, etc.

But penetrating and inseminating Trevor suddenly sounds like the best way to celebrate the occasion.

A new scene I’m trying. I would love to play out a scene where you meet me, Trevor, at a wedding reception and we hit it off, ending with us fucking somewhere at/around the reception.

There are some open parameters, I got the idea of hooking up with a divorced dad specifically after a suggestion and I haven't been able to stop thinking about it. Open to tweaking that.

I'll be Trevor Sterling, late 20s-early 30s, 5’9, 165 lbs, athletic/toned, long blond hair (long enough to half tie up), brown eyes, 7” cut, bubble butt, smooth. 

Would prefer your character be in their ~early 40s to mid 50s and athletic/toned/muscular, although <10% body fat is not required. We can fudge age to make it make sense.

Please respond with a character's stats along with some answers to the parameters I mentioned and the phrase "reception fuck" so that I know you read this.

Kinks: straight-turning, oral, verbal, promiscuity, breeding/coming inside me, different sexual positions, muscles, sloppy seconds, quickies, cheating, voyeurism, 10-20 year age gaps.

Limits: no feminization, no rape/scat/piss/blood, no incest, no violence, no "daddy talk".

“Shit shit shit…” You muttered, panting hard, but frozen in panic as you looked down, your hips involuntarily pressing forward against my ass to finish pulsing semen into me. “I… I forgot to pull out… I-I’m sorry…” is all you manage to muster as an apology.

You were naked, sweaty, heaving in your office as you found yourself balls deep in the new hire bent over your desk, head spinning with how this came to be. Just about an hour ago you were chatting with him, late at night in the office after a long day, since he had to drop off a report to you and you got to chatting. After a little bit, the conversation strayed from work matters and veered towards sex. Why? Because both of us hadn’t gotten laid in a minute. Because both of us have high sex drives. Because we were simply men who liked to fuck.

Blame the sexual drought you had been in, blame the accumulated stress you’ve been in, blame how bright-eyed, chatty, and handsome I had been, blame the fact that as you warned me that you were close I instead blurted out “DON’T STOP” in heat… in a moment of weakness your body’s needs got the best of you, your pants came off, your cock went in my ass and you dumped weeks’s worth of cum in me.

One problem: I have a condition where it’s possible I can get pregnant through anal. You didn’t have a condom–you were a very senior employee and this was your workplace for crying out loud, why would you have one?--and we just couldn’t help ourselves so we fucked raw and agreed that you would just come on my back or something.

Another problem: you weren’t really at liberty to have sex with other people. 

A few days go by, and I start showing symptoms, and your worst case scenario becomes a reality: you knocked up the new hire from a quick late night fuck, because all you wanted was to just use something besides your hand to relieve yourself.

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Hi there! So I’ve been toying with the idea of adding some consequence for my character letting men inseminate him (besides an STI) and mpreg was a natural choice. However, I don't want to deal with actually being pregnant, so I just want to play through the drama and tribulation of a pregnancy scare/impregnation. I’m new to this so I’m highly flexible on the details!

I'll be Trevor Sterling, 28, 5’10, 175#, athletic/toned, longish blond hair (long enough to half tie up), brown eyes, 7" cut, bubble butt, smooth. Note: my character is NOT a twink/femme, consider me more built than that. Would prefer that your character be in their early 30s - mid 40s and athletic/muscular, not necessarily a bodybuilder/<10% body fat.

Please reply with

• a character’s stats/description, including a reason why we shouldn’t have had sex besides that we’re colleagues (married, straight, engaged, etc.)
• the phrase "late night coworker knockup" as proof you read this.

Kinks: rimming, straight-turning, oral, verbal, promiscuity, breeding/coming inside me, different sexual positions, muscles, sloppy seconds, quickies, sex addiction, cheating, voyeurism, drunk sex, 10-20 year age gaps, male impregnation.

Limits: no feminization, no rape/scat/piss/blood, no incest.

You’re a guy who owns a duplex building. Your house has two apartments, so you live in one and rent out the other as a landlord. You had the other tenant move out recently so you put up a listing and found a new one, a younger, single guy (objectively attractive if you were into that) and called it a day.

This arrangement worked fine… until one night, late at night, you were suddenly woken up by a constant stream of moans, grunts, and bed creaking. Turns out your tenant was having sex. Specifically, loud sex with another man (this is how you learn your tenant is gay). And to your dismay, your bedrooms share a wall. So you spent the rest of the night trying to go back to sleep, unable to do so peacefully until you heard the guy your tenant brought back finally hit orgasm. And from the repeated cries of “COME INSIDE ME”, the guy came inside of your tenant.

You figure, ok fine, it was a one-off night, this is human and natural, no big deal, no reason to raise a fuss over one night of bad sleep. And sure, maybe it happened once or twice more--he's a young, hot single guy, of course he's sexually active--but you can't stop thinking about it.

You finally figure you should say something in order to just bring it to his attention. You struggle however to come up with how to even broach the subject; is it as simple as saying “hey, just FYI i can hear you when you have loud unprotected sex through the wall” over a text? Should you go knock on his door? Should you just wait for when he sends over his next rental payment? You very much have a hands-off approach to your tenants so it’s not like you have a strong connection, and it’s not like there’s a clause in the lease he signed that says he _can’t_ do this…

But finally the moment naturally comes up when you’re in the front yard and he comes back from an errand and he waves to you, and you figure now is as good of a time as any. As you look at him though, suddenly you place the sounds of his backshots and moans to his face and body and for a moment the wires in your brain get tripped and suddenly… you try to imagine him in that position of bent over and taking dick.

And you think… maybe you can discuss this issue over an afternoon romp in the sack?

I would love to play out this scene where a landlord guy suddenly finds himself with a tenant going through a bout of promiscuity and you address it once it bothers you, only to end up fucking him yourself. There are a LOT of knobs to tune here, including the relationship status /  current sex life / sexuality of your character, how curious/turned on or judgmental/annoyed you are of me for sleeping around.

Preference for athletic builds in guys, ideally in their mid 30s to early 50s. I'll be Trevor Sterling, 27, 5'9 175# toned from basic bodybuilding/weightlifting, blonde hair long enough to half-tie up, brown eyes, 7” cut, smooth all over with a bubble butt. Not my character is not femme/a twink, consider me more built than that. Please respond with a character’s stats + the phrase “landlord fuck” (so I know you read this).

Kinks: rimming, straight-to-gay, oral, verbal, promiscuity, breeding/coming inside me, different sexual positions, muscles, sloppy seconds, quickies, sex addiction, cheating, voyeurism, drunk sex, 10-20 year age gaps.

Limits: no feminization, no rape/scat/piss/blood, no incest, no underage.

You, an experienced therapist, have been seeing a patient, a gay man in his late 20s, for several weeks now. He's been struggling with his current relationship, so your first few sessions were just about getting to know his past before being able to talk about the boyfriend himself.

The session begins with casual conversation, but as you delve deeper, you sense an underlying tension in his words. He confesses that over the weekend he cheated on his boyfriend with a stranger from the bar. As you probe further you get to the relatively simple heart of the matter: he hasn’t been having sex at all, and he’s horny.

Thinking it would help him absolve him of some of the guilt, you get him talking about the infidelity in detail, which, despite trying to keep a professional setting, makes your breath quicken and blood flow south. You get the sense that your patient knows what he’s doing in the sack, and makes a great fuck.

You try to reassure him that making mistakes is human and that this is all a response to the lack of sex between him and his boyfriend, but now you’re having trouble not imagining him naked taking a stranger’s cock and letting that stranger inseminate him randomly. And from what you gather, your patient isn’t quite satisfied.

In a lapse of judgment, you want to offer him other forms of therapy, more physical based ones. And the next thing you know you’re sitting next to him on the couch. Because you can clearly see what would help him feel more like himself: sex. So you figure: why not be the one to administer the cure with your own cock?

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I would love to do a scene where a gay male patient ends up having sex with his hot male therapist. I made the session be centered around a cheating moment just to easily break to the subject of sex but the topic can be changed / omitted as needed.

Obviously no therapy experience is needed haha. I have a rough outline of how the conversation should go, so I can more or less sketch out the dynamic to you.

This is very much intended to be skew more towards being a conversational roleplay, and I very much want to emphasize that you got horny enough listening to me talk about sex that you got your wires tripped and want to fuck me despite being a patient.

A lot of knobs we can turn: maybe you're also cheating, maybe you want me to be more promiscuous and I’ve hooked up with several people. Maybe you're straight, maybe you're "straight", etc. I would prefer if it's only been a small handful of sessions, i.e. we don't have a super deep therapist/patient relationship yet.

Preference for muscular / athletic physiques, also kind of hoping characters are mid 30s/early 40s. Please respond with a character's stats + and the phrase "therapist patient fuck" so that I know you read this. Please no 6'4"/9"+ alpha-male physiques.

I'll be Trevor Sterling, 28, 5'10 170# toned from basic bodybuilding, blonde hair long enough to tie up, green eyes, 7” cut, smooth all over with a bubble butt. Note my character is not a twink/femme, consider me more built than that.

Kinks: rimming, straight-to-gay, oral, verbal, promiscuity, breeding/coming inside me, different sexual positions, muscles, sloppy seconds, quickies, sex addiction, cheating, voyeurism, drunk sex, 10-20 year age gaps.

Limits: no feminization, no rape/scat/piss/blood, no incest, 21+ only.

You, an experienced therapist, have been seeing a patient, a gay man in his late 20s, for several weeks now. He's been struggling with his current relationship, so your first few sessions were just about getting to know his past before being able to talk about the boyfriend himself.

The session begins with casual conversation, but as you delve deeper, you sense an underlying tension in his words. He confesses that over the weekend he cheated on his boyfriend with a stranger from the bar. As you probe further you get to the relatively simple heart of the matter: he hasn’t been having sex at all, and he’s horny.

Thinking it would help him absolve him of some of the guilt, you get him talking about the infidelity in detail, which, despite trying to keep a professional setting, makes your breath quicken and blood flow south. You get the sense that your patient knows what he’s doing in the sack, and makes a great fuck.

You try to reassure him that making mistakes is human and that this is all a response to the lack of sex between him and his boyfriend, but now you’re having trouble not imagining him naked taking a stranger’s cock and letting that stranger inseminate him randomly. And from what you gather, your patient isn’t quite satisfied.

In a lapse of judgment, you want to offer him other forms of therapy, more physical based ones. And the next thing you know you’re sitting next to him on the couch. Because you can clearly see what would help him feel more like himself: sex. So you figure: why not be the one to administer the cure with your own cock?

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I would love to do a scene where a gay male patient ends up having sex with his hot male therapist. I made the session be centered around a cheating moment just to easily break to the subject of sex but the topic can be changed / omitted as needed.

Obviously no therapy experience is needed haha. I have a rough outline of how the conversation should go, so I can more or less sketch out the dynamic to you.

This is very much intended to be skew more towards being a conversational roleplay, and I very much want to emphasize that you got horny enough listening to me talk about sex that you got your wires tripped and want to fuck me despite being a patient.

A lot of knobs we can turn: maybe you're also cheating, maybe you want me to be more promiscuous and I’ve hooked up with several people. Maybe you're straight, maybe you're "straight", etc. I would prefer if it's only been a small handful of sessions, i.e. we don't have a super deep therapist/patient relationship yet.

Preference for muscular / athletic physiques, also kind of hoping characters are mid 30s/early 40s. Please respond with a character's stats + and the phrase "therapist patient fuck" so that I know you read this. Please no 6'4"/9"+ alpha-male physiques.

I'll be Trevor Sterling, 28, 5'10 170# toned from basic bodybuilding, blonde hair long enough to tie up, green eyes, 7” cut, smooth all over with a bubble butt. Note my character is not a twink/femme, consider me more built than that.

Kinks: rimming, straight-to-gay, oral, verbal, promiscuity, breeding/coming inside me, different sexual positions, muscles, sloppy seconds, quickies, sex addiction, cheating, voyeurism, drunk sex, 10-20 year age gaps.

Limits: no feminization, no rape/scat/piss/blood, no incest, 21+ only.

You’re on the market for an apartment and you can only afford to split the place with someone. So you go on Craiglist, and find an apartment listing that would be a perfect setup: a spacious apartment with all the amenities and utilities, and it so happens to be found near the gayberhood in town (whether or not that’s relevant to you is your choice).

You schedule a tour and head over one day. The guy looking for a roommate, Trevor, seems pretty cool and well adjusted, and he’s even attractive, a very unexpected bonus.

The space checks out so you linger for a second and talk logistics with Trevor, and suss out the overall vibe of the place. You talk important roommate details like cleanliness, noise level, waking hours… and very importantly rules about sex in the apartment. Who you’re bringing back, when can you, do you send a text beforehand, etc. almost like you were back in college sharing a dorm. You even discuss raunchier details, like you learn that Trevor is not shy about moaning when a guy is blowing his back out for example, which is also how you learn he’s gay and he’s a bottom.

Naturally the conversation gets horny, and you realize you’re both sexually active enough that all that sex talk was warranted. All the blood started to head down south, and you’re getting along so well with Trevor that the next thing you know, you’re leaving your first month’s deposit inside of Trevor’s ass on the couch…

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I’m looking to do a scene where a roommate interview gets sexual and you end up fucking the guy you're trying to room with. Talk about a true test of roommate compatibility. 😉 I figure the scene is centered around a conversation that leads with us vibing to the point of forgetting about seeing each other as roommates entirely and more as sexual partners in the moment.

Lot of knobs to tune here about your character in terms of orientation play, cheating, promiscuity levels, etc.

I'll be Trevor Sterling, mid-20s, 5'10, 175#, long blonde hair enough to half-tie up, brown eyes, 7" cut, smooth all over, bubble butt from squats, toned all over from basic weightlifting/bodybuilding in the gym.

Preference for characters with athletic / toned physiques, also kind of hoping characters are mid 20s - early 30s. Please send character stats and the phrase "roommate interview" as proof you read this. Please no 6'4" / 9" dick physiques.

Kinks (not all required): straight-turning, oral, promiscuity, breeding, muscles, sloppy seconds, quickies, sex addiction, cheating, voyeurism, drunk sex, 10-20 year age gaps.

Limits: no feminization, no rape/scat/piss/blood, no incest.

You’re a busy man. You work a lot, you travel a lot for work, you then work out a lot to have some semblance of control in your life, and you otherwise have had very little time. As a result, you’ve become a very eligible, but unavailable, bachelor who hasn’t had sex in a while.

A friend texts you saying they have someone in mind who would “totally be your type”, whatever that means. You’re straight but you don’t think you’ve ever discussed your preferences with women with your friend but you figure, hey, why the hell not? It’s one date after all.

You get told a bar, a date, and a time, and you decide to go through with it. You had gotten the other person’s number, and you knew their name was Spencer. In the rush of setting up the date, you didn’t bother to ask for a photo, making this date truly blind.

When you get to the bar you text them saying you’re here as you’re scanning the bar for a girl who’d presumably be alone… yet you don’t see a girl by herself here.

“I’m at a stool by the bar,” you get a quick text in response. Sure enough, you see one person by themselves at a high top… but they’re a guy.

Ah. Spencer is a guy… which means your friend thought you were interested in men and set you up with a guy. You almost laugh. It almost makes sense; they probably thought: why would such a handsome man be single otherwise?

You figure you would introduce yourself, say there was a mixup and leave… but, you meet Spencer, you see how tight his clothes fit, how nice his ass looks in his pants, his smile, and while you’re straight, you know what tops and bottoms are and Spencer definitely seems like a bottom.

And you know what? You’re horny and single enough that a no-strings fuck where you can blow your load in a nice warm hole sounds great right now. A few drinks in you and you won’t care.

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I would love to do this scene where a man gets accidentally set up on a gay blind date and decides to go through with it just for the sake of emptying his balls. Pretty simple premise. 😉

I’ll play as Spencer Sterling, 30, 5’10, 175#, athletic/toned, longish blond hair (long enough to tie up in a little knot), brown eyes, 7” cut, bubble butt, smooth. Think just basic gym goer physique. Note: my character is not femme/a twink. Would prefer your character be early 30 to late 40s and athletic/muscular themselves. Please no 6'4"/9" dick "alpha male" physiques.

Please respond with a character's description/stats + the phrase "gay blind date" as proof you read this.

Kinks: straight-turning, oral, verbal, promiscuity, breeding/coming inside me, muscles, quickies, sex addiction, cheating, voyeurism, drunk sex, 10-20 year age gaps.

Limits: no feminization, no rape/scat/piss/blood, no incest.

You’re a recently divorced dad who’s finally been on the up and up. You got out of your loveless, and more importantly sexless, marriage of a few decades. You got into shape (you have visible abs for the first time in years!), fixed your diet, started grooming yourself more, and in general have started reclaiming your time. You wouldn’t recognize the person you’ve become over the last year.

In the divorce, you got to keep the house, so you’ve been slowly but surely tidying it up. You even finally built a pool, a wishlist item that was never possible while you were married. You finally made your house the home you always wanted it to be.

One morning you were just lounging about by your pool when you see someone running through on a jog. After squinting you realize it’s your son’s friend, Trevor. You barely recognized them either; they clearly have hit the gym and have put on a decent bit of muscle mass on their frame. You invite them in to lounge by the pool, you figure you could use the company. To your delight, they say yes.

You catch up, you learn about what Trevor is up to–he’s now a grad student, he happens to be back home visiting in between semesters and some school travel–and also that he came out in college and is now very much an adult. Your conversation starts to veer towards sex, mainly discussing your lack thereof post-divorce, and his more lively active habits in the bedroom.

You two get your wires crossed and suddenly… you invite him inside so that you can come inside him.

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I would love to do this scene where I run into my friend's dad while visiting home for spring break. A slight remix and simplification of other scenes I've done. I'm open to changing how we meet also: one version of this scene could happen at an actual resort, inquire within!

I figure this is more of a scene for a conversation that gets progressively hornier and hornier as we catch up.

I'll be Trevor Sterling, mid-20s, 5'9, 165#, blond hair long enough to half-tie up, brown eyes, 7" cut, smooth all over, bubble butt from squats, toned all over from basic weightlifting/bodybuilding in the gym. Think like a casual gym jock, less so a feminine muscle guy, this is not a femboy scene.

Would prefer your character be ~mid/late 40s to early 50s and athletic, but not like out-of-shape, beer belly/"let himself go" dad bod. Think "former athlete who still works out" fit. Please no 6'4"/9" dick physiques.

Please respond with a character's stats + the phrase "spring break fuck" as proof you read this.

Kinks: straight-turning, oral, verbal, promiscuity, breeding/coming inside me, muscles, quickies, sex addiction, cheating, voyeurism, drunk sex, 10-20 year age gaps.

Limits: no feminization, no rape/scat/piss/blood, no incest.

You’re an attractive, handsome professor at Silverleaf University. Given you’re one of the few faculty members on campus who isn’t in his 50s/60s, seems to know where the campus gym is, and have more interactive classes than lecture-based ones, you’re used to managing inappropriate attention and advancements from students, romantically, sexually, and otherwise. Now, you are a man with needs after all and you’d be lying if you said you hadn’t considered the thought of breaking the rules and crossing that line but if the dean got wind that you stuck your cock into a student you’d be fired on the spot.

As you were on campus one day, at the gym or somewhere deep in the stacks, you hear the unmistakable sounds of sex. The skin-on-skin clapping, the moans and groans, the rattling of whatever surface we’re trying to hang onto. You manage to get a glimpse of it too: you see a male blonde guy, getting his bubble butt pummeled by another guy as they mindlessly fuck, and you watched long enough to know that the top shot his load inside of the bottom.

You think, “ok, this is a college campus, everyone is young and dumb and is going to fuck like rabbits in weird locations for the novelty”. But you’d be lying if the sight didn’t cause a stirring in your pants. You wouldn’t mind coming inside of some cute blonde thing yourself, and it makes you realize it’s been a minute for yourself.

Then, later that night, at your office hours, you get a knock on your office door. In walks in the student you saw getting fucked earlier. Turns out they’re a student of yours. You feel some kind of way about this, because now you can’t take this student seriously knowing what he looks like naked, and with another man emptying his balls deep inside of his beautiful ass. Do you tell him you saw him…?

Because now… that’s the only thing you can think of: locking your office door, bending him over your desk, and shoving your cock into him.

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I would love to do this scene where I hook up with my professor late at night in his office after he saw me having sex earlier. It’s a pretty simple premise, and I love sexualizing a relationship as simple as professor/student.

I used to do a version of this scene where we would fuck because I was coming in to ask for an extension for a paper that I blew off to have sex but I want to make the hookup feel less transactional and be more sex-positive. But of course if that dynamic excites you, we can include it. 😉 Otherwise a lot of knobs we can tune.

I'll be Trevor Sterling, 5'9, 170#, long blonde hair enough to half-tie up, brown eyes, 7" cut, smooth all over, bubble butt from squats, toned all over from basic weightlifting/bodybuilding in the gym.

Preference for athletic / toned physiques, also kind of hoping characters are late 30s/early 40s. Please send your character's stats/description and the phrase "professor student fuck" as proof you read this. Please no 6'4" / 9" dick “alpha male” physiques.

Kinks: straight-turning, oral, verbal, promiscuity, breeding/coming inside me, different sexual positions, muscles, sloppy seconds, quickies, sex addiction, cheating, voyeurism, drunk sex.

Limits: no feminization, no rape/scat/piss/blood, no incest, no dom/sub dynamics.

“Shit shit shit…” You muttered, panting hard, but frozen in panic as you looked down, your hips involuntarily pressing forward against my ass to finish pulsing semen into me. “I… I forgot to pull out… I-I’m sorry…” is all you manage to muster as an apology.

You were naked, sweaty, heaving in your office as you found yourself balls deep in the new hire bent over your desk, head spinning with how this came to be. Just about an hour ago you were chatting with him, late at night in the office after a long day, since he had to drop off a report to you and you got to chatting. After a little bit, the conversation strayed from work matters and veered towards sex. Why? Because both of us hadn’t gotten laid in a minute. Because both of us have high sex drives. Because we were simply men who liked to fuck.

Blame the sexual drought you had been in, blame the accumulated stress you’ve been in, blame how bright-eyed, chatty, and handsome I had been, blame the fact that as you warned me that you were close I instead blurted out “DON’T STOP” in heat… in a moment of weakness your body’s needs got the best of you, your pants came off, your cock went in my ass and you dumped weeks’s worth of cum in me.

One problem: I have a condition where it’s possible I can get pregnant through anal. You didn’t have a condom–you were a very senior employee and this was your workplace for crying out loud, why would you have one?--and we just couldn’t help ourselves so we fucked raw and agreed that you would just come on my back or something.

Another problem: you weren’t really at liberty to have sex with other people. 

A few days go by, and I start showing symptoms, and your worst case scenario becomes a reality: you knocked up the new hire from a quick late night fuck, because all you wanted was to just use something besides your hand to relieve yourself.

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Hi there! So I’ve been toying with the idea of adding some consequence for my character letting men inseminate him (besides an STI) and mpreg was a natural choice. However, I don't want to deal with actually being pregnant, so I just want to play through the drama and tribulation of a pregnancy scare/impregnation. I’m new to this so I’m highly flexible on the details!

I'll be Trevor Sterling, 28, 5’10, 175#, athletic/toned, longish blond hair (long enough to half tie up), brown eyes, 7" cut, bubble butt, smooth. Note: my character is NOT a twink/femme, consider me more built than that. Would prefer that your character be in their early 30s - mid 40s and athletic/muscular, not necessarily a bodybuilder/<10% body fat. Please, no 6’4/9” dick “alpha male” physiques.

Please reply with

• a character’s stats/description, including a reason why we shouldn’t have had sex besides that we’re colleagues (married, straight, engaged, etc.)
• the phrase "late night coworker knockup" as proof you read this.

Kinks: rimming, straight-turning, oral, verbal, promiscuity, breeding/coming inside me, different sexual positions, muscles, sloppy seconds, quickies, sex addiction, cheating, voyeurism, drunk sex, 10-20 year age gaps, male impregnation.

Limits: no feminization, no rape/scat/piss/blood, no incest.

“Shit shit shit…” You muttered, panting hard, but frozen in panic as you looked down, your hips involuntarily pressing forward against my ass to finish pulsing semen into me. “I… I forgot to pull out… I-I’m sorry…” is all you manage to muster as an apology.

You were naked, sweaty, heaving in your office as you found yourself balls deep in the new hire bent over your desk, head spinning with how this came to be. Just about an hour ago you were chatting with him, late at night in the office after a long day, since he had to drop off a report to you and you got to chatting. After a little bit, the conversation strayed from work matters and veered towards sex. Why? Because both of us hadn’t gotten laid in a minute. Because both of us have high sex drives. Because we were simply men who liked to fuck.

Blame the sexual drought you had been in, blame the accumulated stress you’ve been in, blame how bright-eyed, chatty, and handsome I had been, blame the fact that as you warned me that you were close I instead blurted out “DON’T STOP” in heat… in a moment of weakness your body’s needs got the best of you, your pants came off, your cock went in my ass and you dumped weeks’s worth of cum in me.

One problem: I have a condition where it’s possible I can get pregnant through anal. You didn’t have a condom–you were a very senior employee and this was your workplace for crying out loud, why would you have one?--and we just couldn’t help ourselves so we fucked raw and agreed that you would just come on my back or something.

Another problem: you weren’t really at liberty to have sex with other people. 

A few days go by, and I start showing symptoms, and your worst case scenario becomes a reality: you knocked up the new hire from a quick late night fuck, because all you wanted was to just use something besides your hand to relieve yourself.

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Hi there! So I’ve been toying with the idea of adding some consequence for my character letting men inseminate him (besides an STI) and mpreg was a natural choice. However, I don't want to deal with actually being pregnant, so I just want to play through the drama and tribulation of a pregnancy scare/impregnation. I’m new to this so I’m highly flexible on the details!

I'll be Trevor Sterling, 28, 5’10, 175#, athletic/toned, longish blond hair (long enough to half tie up), brown eyes, 7" cut, bubble butt, smooth. Note: my character is NOT a twink/femme, consider me more built than that. Would prefer that your character be in their early 30s - mid 40s and athletic/muscular, not necessarily a bodybuilder/<10% body fat. Please, no 6’4/9” dick “alpha male” physiques.

Please reply with

• a character’s stats/description, including a reason why we shouldn’t have had sex besides that we’re colleagues (married, straight, engaged, etc.)
• the phrase "late night coworker knockup" as proof you read this.

Kinks: rimming, straight-turning, oral, verbal, promiscuity, breeding/coming inside me, different sexual positions, muscles, sloppy seconds, quickies, sex addiction, cheating, voyeurism, drunk sex, 10-20 year age gaps, male impregnation.

Limits: no feminization, no rape/scat/piss/blood, no incest.

It’s been a few very stressful weeks at Blackstone & Associates, our consulting firm. We’ve been working on a very difficult project, causing everyone to pull long nights at the office. For the single, hot, horny men in the office, this has basically forced everyone to cancel the dates and hookups they were hoping would have relieved some of the pent up stress and hormones from working so hard.

Late one night, I'm catching myself cursing under my breath. I’m annoyed that James (or whatever your character is called) from accounting has given me a fucked up report yet again. I walk over to his office, and I have to start talking to James to explain his numbers are messed up. However I find James with an equally short temper.

We at first are at each other's throats but then we both take a step back to calm down. We're both just stressed, overworked, and horny. We get to commiserating about the situation, in particular about how we just want to fuck away the stress. Through our chat, our wires are definitely getting crossed and we go from coworkers annoyed at each other to viewing each other as a viable sexual partner. Problem is: sex between coworkers is a big HR offense. But at this point, both of us want to fuck enough that we kinda don't care... I won't tell if you won't. Just one, meaningless fuck just to rub out a load wouldn't hurt anyone, would it?

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A simplified version of another scene I do regularly: two very stressed out coworkers give into their pent up hormones and fuck each other late one night in the office. Despite it being against the rules we decide we don't care. A lot of knobs can be turned here: we could be cheating by doing this, you could be straight and so horned up you don't care I'm a guy, maybe there's also personal shit going down that is adding to the work stress, we both sleep around, etc. I'm amenable to many backgrounds.

(There's a sluttier version of this scene involving sloppy seconds if you're interested, inquire within. ;))

I'll be Trevor Sterling, 28, 5’10 175# athletic/toned, longish blond hair (long enough to half tie up), brown eyes, 7" cut, bubble butt, smooth. Note: my character is NOT a twink/femme, consider me more built than that. Would prefer your character be early 30s - mid 40s and athletic. Please reply with a character’s stats and the phrase "late night coworker fuck" as proof you read this.

Kinks: rimming, straight-turning, oral, verbal, promiscuity, breeding/coming inside me, different sexual positions, muscles, sloppy seconds, quickies, sex addiction, cheating, voyeurism, drunk sex, 10-20 year age gaps, divorced characters.

Limits: no feminization, no rape/scat/piss/blood, no incest.

“Shit shit shit…” You muttered, panting hard, but frozen in panic as you looked down, your hips involuntarily pressing forward against my ass to finish pulsing semen into me. “I… I forgot to pull out… I-I’m sorry…” is all you manage to muster as an apology.

You were naked, sweaty, heaving in your office as you found yourself balls deep in the new hire bent over your desk, head spinning with how this came to be. Just about an hour ago you were chatting with him, late at night in the office after a long day, since he had to drop off a report to you and you got to chatting. After a little bit, the conversation strayed from work matters and veered towards sex. Why? Because both of us hadn’t gotten laid in a minute. Because both of us have high sex drives. Because we were simply men who liked to fuck.

Blame the sexual drought you had been in, blame the accumulated stress you’ve been in, blame how bright-eyed, chatty, and handsome I had been, blame the fact that as you warned me that you were close I instead blurted out “DON’T STOP” in heat… in a moment of weakness your body’s needs got the best of you, your pants came off, your cock went in my ass and you dumped weeks’s worth of cum in me.

One problem: I have a condition where it’s possible I can get pregnant through anal. You didn’t have a condom–you were a very senior employee and this was your workplace for crying out loud, why would you have one?--and we just couldn’t help ourselves so we fucked raw and agreed that you would just come on my back or something.

Another problem: you weren’t really at liberty to have sex with other people. 

A few days go by, and I start showing symptoms, and your worst case scenario becomes a reality: you knocked up the new hire from a quick late night fuck, because all you wanted was to just use something besides your hand to relieve yourself.

—

Hi there! So I’ve been toying with the idea of adding some consequence for my character letting men inseminate him (besides an STI) and mpreg was a natural choice. However, I don't want to deal with actually being pregnant, so I just want to play through the drama and tribulation of a pregnancy scare/impregnation. I’m new to this so I’m highly flexible on the details!

I'll be Trevor Sterling, 28, 5’10, 175#, athletic/toned, longish blond hair (long enough to half tie up), brown eyes, 7" cut, bubble butt, smooth. Note: my character is NOT a twink/femme, consider me more built than that. Would prefer that your character be in their early 30s - mid 40s and athletic/muscular, not necessarily a bodybuilder/<10% body fat. Please, no 6’4/9” dick “alpha male” physiques.

Please reply with

• a character’s stats/description, including a reason why we shouldn’t have had sex besides that we’re colleagues (married, straight, engaged, etc.)
• the phrase "late night coworker knockup" as proof you read this.

Kinks: rimming, straight-turning, oral, verbal, promiscuity, breeding/coming inside me, different sexual positions, muscles, sloppy seconds, quickies, sex addiction, cheating, voyeurism, drunk sex, 10-20 year age gaps, male impregnation.

Limits: no feminization, no rape/scat/piss/blood, no incest.

You live in this giant apartment complex, one that circles upon itself and has a courtyard and all the apartments’ balconies face inward to it. There’s been this apartment across the courtyard from yours that’s been empty for quite a while now, until one day, suddenly you see boxes and furniture in it, and you realize you have a new neighbor.

You quickly discover that your new neighbor hasn’t put up blinds or curtains in their living room or bedroom. How do you know this? Well, because you saw them having sex through the window last night.

It was late and you were home, and you happened to see them naked on the bed/couch/what have you, with a handsome stranger repeatedly pummeling them from behind. You haven’t even met the guy yet but you already know he fucks men, he has a great ass, and he’s a bottom. Oh, and you watched long enough to know the guy he brought home came inside of his bubble butt.

You try hard to forget about what you saw especially because in some way you thought it was hot… except then as you were heading out of the building the next morning, you run into the guy himself, coming back from some hungover/next-day coffee run.

You’re conflicted, naturally. As a good neighbor you want to tell the guy to put up his blinds, but don’t want to come off as some pervert who watched him get railed.

But at the same time… you wouldn’t mind going back to his place and giving him a nice welcome of your own to the building…

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I would like to do this scene where you and I are neighbors in a big apartment complex and we hook up after you saw me having sex the night before.

I’ve found the scene is best when we’re both a little shy/timid by this little incident, you for not wanting to seem like a pervert and me not wanting to come off as a slut.

There are a lot of open parameters here in terms of who your character is. You could be taken, “straight”, also recently moved in, etc. Feel free to suggest some things!

I'll be Trevor Sterling, late 20s, 5’9, 165 lbs, athletic/toned, long blond hair (long enough to half tie up), brown eyes, 7” cut, bubble butt, smooth. 

Would prefer your character be in their ~late 20s to late 40s and athletic/toned/muscular, although <10% body fat is not required. Please, no 6'4" / 9" dick "alpha male physiques".

Please respond with a character's stats along with some answers to the parameters I mentioned and the phrase "new neighbor fuck" so that I know you read this.

Kinks: straight-turning, oral, verbal, promiscuity, breeding/coming inside me, different sexual positions, muscles, sloppy seconds, quickies, sex addiction, cheating, voyeurism, 10-20 year age gaps.

Limits: no feminization, no rape/scat/piss/blood, no incest, no violence, no "daddy talk".