Dedicated

 

Brayden posed for his company photo, the young, arrogant finance bro eager to get his photo up on the wall. It had been easy for Brayden to get a job straight from college with his uncle knowing the boss and the head of recruiting being from the same fraternity. He was quickly given a respected position, a small team to manage and a six figure starting salary. However, Brayden wasn’t content with his generous salary as his spending habits, numerous parties and lavish lifestyle demanded more cash. After only a year his greed and entitlement got the better of him, he wanted more and he felt like he deserved more. Brayden found it relatively easy to gain access to the funds he desired and even easier to divert it to his pocket. It started off small with made up company expenses and as Brayden got away with taking more money he soon had two made up employee salaries that were going straight to his bank account. Brayden never really saw it as embezzlement but rather getting what he was owed and what he needed to satisfy his many girlfriends, fund his many vacations and maintain his penthouse property. Brayden was having the time of his life, fucking a different girl every night, partying with his best bro’s every weekend and living in pure luxury. Brayden felt on top of the world, that was until today when he had sauntered into his office and found a letter addressed to him on his desk. 

Support 1

“Please Liam NO MORE!”

Hole 2

 

“Please baby I’m begging you! Just fuck me! I need to cum it’s driving me crazy. Please you are my goddess, I have been eating you out everyday for months now please just make me cum! I’m your bestest boy please baby my balls hurt so much. All I can think about is cumming, I’m just so fucking horny I’ll do anything for you my love, my goddess, my world!”

Rebecca stared at her husband, his legs up in the air his virgin asshole winking at her. His cute little face innocently pleading for a release he hadn’t experienced in nearly 10 months. He would do anything to cum now which is exactly what Rebecca had planned.

Cruel (Giant) 3

 

Show off 2

 

Trigger 3

 

Blackmail

 

 

Alex had always played it safe. A 28-year-old accountant with a steady job, a decent apartment, and a girlfriend he'd been dating for two years, he wasn't the type to take risks. But lately work stress had been piling up, and after hearing a co-worker rave about how weed helped him unwind, Alex decided to give it a try. Just one time he told himself but if perhaps it helped then he could see himself trying it again. He didn't know any dealers, so he turned to a shady app he'd downloaded on a whim. That's how he connected with Jax, a self-described "local supplier" who agreed to meet in a dimly lit alley behind a rundown pub on the edge of the city. Alex did not enjoy going anywhere near this part of town, it was full of thugs and chavs, the buildings and council flats were rundown and everywhere you went you could hear an argument, screaming baby or a bunch of dodgy lads laughing and shouting. Alex wasn’t super rich or posh for that matter but he certainly was a snob and the quicker he could get out of this place the better. His style, his hair, his attitude was very different to anyone he saw as he walked behind the King George pub, it made him a target. Gripping his phone tightly he stood partially hidden between some bins and waited for this Jax to show.

 

The ass glue saga

 

New settings

 

New master

 

A bad deal

 

The cost of being kinky

Eric tried his hardest to do a seductive smile as he held the pair of handcuffs close to the leather shirt he was modelling. Looking at the picture he couldn’t help but get a little aroused at his look, he was usually quite reserved in his fashion choices but lately his affinity for rubber, leather and fetish had been leading him to a more adventurous line of clothing. Turning around Eric looked at his plump, pale ass poking out of the bottom of the leather shorts and gave it a spank, if he didn't have such a young face guys would definitely be calling him daddy. However, after a few more pictures and a few more poses Eric sighed as he began undressing from the leather ensemble. Eric's little fantasy fashion shoot ended as he put the clothes back on their hangers and a curious voice called from the other side of the door asked if everything was alright. Deflated Eric sighed back a quick “fine thank you”, before staring forlornly at the outfit he desperately wanted but sadly the price tags on them would never allow him to own such kinky things. It seemed for the moment Eric would have to remain a plainly dressed, broke twink... but that wouldn’t last long as a wisp of green smoke entered into the changing room.

Bully

 

Inflate

 

Should have kept your hands to yourself

 

Baz

 

Sam smiled as he skimmed through his phone while in the comfort of his own bed. Tomorrow he was heading to a music festival with his friends and he needed to get some sleep but had become distracted by his dating apps. At 21, Sam was on break from university where he was studying music and film, the partying lifestyle of a student had bled over into his summer and he had been out partying and hooking up nearly every weekend. However, this weekend was the last one before he would have to return to studying and his final year would be no joke. Sam had spoken to graduates of his course and many had told him horror stories of the amount of work he would have to complete and that he would be lucky to graduate without a breakdown. Hence, Sam fully planned to go wild this weekend and meet up with all the hot festival guys meaning he needed to make sure his photos and profile were on point. As Sam opened his photos he was unaware of the green smoke lingering outside of his window and slowly creeping towards the slender, hipster twink.

Scrolling through the photos on his phone he made sure to select the best ones. There was him by his parents pool, one of him sampling wine and cheese in the south of France, him doing yoga in front of a sunset in Bali, him posing in front of his sporty convertible and him lounging on the beach in Italy. The profile showed off his wealth, lifestyle and his skinny, toned frame in tight shorts, it was perfect although a bit flashy. Opening his camera roll he selected a selfie of him from just the other night in the bathroom, his nice style, his beard trimmed, his designer clothing on show. 

The narcissistic twink was happy with his choice and was about to get some sleep when he saw another old photo. Just a dumb candid photo of him in the library studying and being goofy with his friends at university. At first Sam smiled but then the dread and anxiety of going back to study started to creep in and he quickly shut off his phone and turned to go to sleep. A small listless mumble escaping his lips “I wish I didn’t have to go back to uni” was all Sam said and that was enough for the Trickster to pounce on his wish, green smoke sent the twink to sleep and the room around him started to change.

Hey Big Boo-Tay

All of his friends were laughing too but it was only Jack that made the comment when the chubby, black man walked passed with his enormous, round, wide jiggling booty straining against his basketball shorts. While his jock bros whispered Jack thought it would be hilarious to shout across the street and humiliate the man.

“Damn! Look at that big boo-tay!” Jack hollered much to the amusement of his friends, however they soon stopped laughing when they saw the man with the big ass turn around and march across the street towards them.

“Who the fuck said that?” the man demanded clearly not impressed with the immature jock bros who were struggling not to laugh. Jack assumed they would all stay quiet but his mates had other plans finding it even funnier when they all pointed to him. “Well? You got a problem with my butt?”

Feeling a little betrayed by his friends and a little angry that this random stranger was getting annoyed at just a harmless joke Jack mistakenly answered back with an attitude. “Chill, fat ass it was just a joke, now waddle away”.

Desperate

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Secret

Chris adored acting and when he finally got his big chance to play a new superhero in an upcoming film he jumped at the chance but he had no idea how much his world was about to change. With the release of the film Chris became an overnight sensation, they adored his character and they adored him. At first this was amazing for Chris, he got his dream job, had signed for another ten movies and franchises, was adored by women and men, what’s more he even got an action figure but soon things started to change. While his fan base grew and his popularity soared so did his attention from the media, stalkers and weirdos. He had to change his address to somewhere more private, he had to get security, he gone through at least twenty phone numbers and even members of his family had to be protected. Chris could no longer go out in public without paparazzi swarming him, the flash of the cameras constantly blinding him and following him where ever he went, it was a nightmare. It was after a particularly traumatising night with the press that Chris made his wish, after drinking an entire bottle of scotch and watching one of his own movies his desires slipped free. 

Sniff

Blake and Mark quickly pulled off their shirts and began passionately kissing each other; the two didn’t have much time before they each had to head out. The two groped at each other and savoured each other’s touch, their schedules had been so busy lately that they hadn’t had sex in weeks but they had the opportunity for a quickie and they weren’t going to pass that up. Blake pushed Mark onto the bed and jumped on top of him, kissing his boyfriend and groping his pecs. Blake then gave each of Mark’s nipples a little twist making him to wince in pain and pull an annoyed expression before going back to making out. Mark then raised his hands to feel Blake’s chest but Blake quickly grabbed and held them behind Mark’s head pinning them down. Mark was now visibly frustrated as his boyfriend's grip on his wrists started to hurt.