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My advice to the guy in the photo: 1. Choose which one you most want up your gut. 2. Strip, and take your second-favorite first. That load will lube your hole properly for your favorite cock. There appears to be enough room for you to take one up your cumhole, and service the other with your mouth, but don't suck it off. 3. Rut your freshly-bred hole on the other cock - your "favorite" between the two. Your hole will already be "lubed" by the first cock, and that'll be enough lube. The guy (your favorite cock) will have been listening to the sounds of pleasure while you took the first load, and will probably want to eat your hole for a bit before pumping his load up your gut. Let him, encourage him. Many tops love this particular act, and I believe that most tops love rutting in a pre-bred hole rather than some commercial lube. 4. Be sure to thank each of them for pumping your gut full of their sperm; it's a precious substance.6 points
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Oh you have it all wrong, Ensign Riley was beamed down by Mr. Scott personally to the desired coordinates. That's why you don't see footprints and the sky seems off. The crew of the Enterprise is enjoying a little shore leave all thanks to Captain Kirks quick thinking and fast reflexes. The battle for Cestus 3 is over, and the Federation has prevailed. Go enjoy your beach Ensign, the odds of you making it through another episode in a red shirt isn't very high.3 points
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You walk into Barnes & Noble, mosey on over to the technical book area, and that's where you see him. His button-down shirt is tucked into his khaki slacks, with brown leather Chelsea boots completing his look. You stare without control, and he notices you. He smiles and gives a slight wink as his cheeks flush red. He looks deeply into your eyes, then turns and walks toward the bathroom. You realize, "Shit, is this actually happening?" as your impulses take over. Once in the bathroom, he grabs your chest and slams you into the wall. With his right hand, he slaps your face as his left hand commands you to your knees. Helpless and in a complete state of disbelief, you comply without hesitation. He spits in your face and says, "Suck it, faggot." With both hands, you frenzy your way to his prize, revealing a magnificent specimen as he grabs the back of your head with both hands, shoving himself to the back of your throat. You gag as his balls slap your chin; his grip is firm and uncaring as he just begins to use you. You start to phlegm up as he spits in your face. He moves you to the right by the hand dryer, accidentally turning it on. The warm air hits your face drying his spit to your face marking you. His thrust intensifies as his trimmed pubes scrape your face. He turns his head up as a final push is forced into your mouth. Your tongue dancing on his shaft notices the jumping pulse of his cock as he releases himself, completing his use of you. As he withdraws himself, you realize his innocent look was all an act. He spits in your face again and says, "Clean yourself up, faggot." Your face is red and covered in your personal brand of fag slobber. He zips up and washes his hands of your filth. Still beside yourself and unsure if this all just happened, you attempt to say, "Thank you, sir." He opens the door, looks at you, and says, "I've wanted to make you my bitch after you broke my sister's heart." "Yeah, I know what you did to her, and just like you, I'll be using you whenever I feel like it." The door closes, and it all clicks in: he thinks you're the other brother. Days later, when you meet your twin for dinner with the family, you ask him about Ingrid. Looking like a deer in headlights, he replies, "What about her?" You ask, "Were you ever rough with her?" He laughed out loud, swigs from his beer can, and says, "It's the only way she wants it." You reply, "Huh, must run in the family." He looks at you. "You fucked Tobias or something?" "Yeah, something like that," before completing your sentence, Mother calls the two of you to the table for supper.2 points
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