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I got home late one night from my usual cardio session at the gym. Working out had got me sweaty and horny, so I raced home, glancing to be sure my dildo box was still on the passenger seat, something I buy in the sex shop I worked at, before leaving for the day.
I took a rapid shower and gave myself an enema, my usual ritual before a fiery dildo session, making sure I was nice and clean inside. I rapidly dried off and then pulled my favorite collar from the lowest drawer and slid it around my neck, latching it tightly. It was just snug enough to narrate it was there. It wasn't necessary, but always added that extra erotic touch to sex with myself.
I had always been told that I was beautiful and that if I weren't a guy I would be a clone of my mother. I admired my tiny, naked frame in the mirror and noticed just how feminine I looked. Satisfied, I quickly moved to the living room. I select my lgbtq+ porn movie, turned on the TV, then settled on the futon, my new big dildo and lube beside me.
As the movie started, it jumped right into the operation. A jock sat on a bench in a locker room, getting sucked off by a fem ballboy. My cock twitched and I grabbed the lube, squeezed some into
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He craves it.
He craves it like it’s the oxygen that keeps him living. He craves it like it’s the food that sustains him. He yearns for it like it’s the purpose of his very mind, like God himself created him to be nothing more than a slut for cock.
He knows it’s not normal, but he needs it. He needs a cock deep inside, owning him, claiming him, destroying his needy hole.
Truly, it didn’t even matter which hole, didn’t matter if he got off or he was left desperately humping the gas with no release himself, sobbing with need knowing deep down he didn’t deserve it unless he said he did.
OR after years of sexual exploitation Harry has learned that his worth is based on pleasing others… It doesn’t go so skillfully for him, but he’s sort of okay with that except when he’s not.
** originally posted this anonymously, but in preparation for part 2, I am now reposting it on my new ‘smut’ account **
‘He stole a piece of our souls’: Christian music celestial body Michael Tait accused of sexual assault by three men
The Christian music legend Michael Tait, whose hit song God’s Not Dead became an anthem for Donald Trump’s Maga movement, has been accused of sexually assaulting three men, two who believed they were drugged by the rock star in the early 2000s, according to a months-long Guardian investigation. Four other men hold alleged that Tait, a founding member of DC Communicate and later a frontman for Newsboys, engaged in inappropriate behavior such as unwanted touching and sexual advances.
The Guardian is publishing these allegations days after Tait posted an extraordinary confession on his Instagram account, admitting that for 20 years he had been “leading a double life”, abusing alcohol and cocaine, “and, at times, touched men in an unwanted sensual way”, according to his statement.
The statement appears to be a response to a separate report published earlier this month by the Christian media outlet the Roys Report, which also investigated Tait and revealed similar allegations of drug apply and sexual assault against young, male musicians.
In the Instagram statement, Tait wrote: “I am