,,,, domtop pervy, himbo x subbt male reader,,, honry thoughts ahmehrm.
both amab, cw;; hatefucking perhaps. dubcon, feminization,,, spiking drinks; aphrodisiacs.
"hey, lil bro!" a nickname that you loathed. just because you were shorter than he was - his hulking mass of 6'7 and 250 pounds... he just had to know how much you disliked him, right? "lil guy" was another one of his favorites to call you. you couldnt stand the fucking guy - hounding you constantly in such a friendly manner - you cant stand him. "how are you ?!! i missed you at practice." - the funny thing was you never went to his practice. hes under the delusion that you do, occasionally walking past just to get a scope of his muscles...
"fine..." you grumble, scratching the nape of your neck and avoiding eye contact. societal norms force you to greet him back in the same way - "and how are you?" so awkward...
ㅡ"i'm fantastic !!" he claps you on the back, snickering to himself - "so anyway, theres this party later. youre coming." he tells you - of course, a party... he was demanding youㅡbrushing off your mumbles of having to study - you can do that later, silly ! all giddy as he thumbs a pair of ur stolen boxers in his pocket. grabbing your already open phone - ignoring your soft yelps and attempts to grab it back as he then shows you the address. "you're coming!" he tells you once more, unable to contain his happiness - yet sorrow washing over him as he has to leave you,,,
shit was so easy... he tells you how weak you are - fumbling with your pants, humming a soft tune to himself; all alone in the huge house... in an empty bedroom - a guest room, where the owners wouldnt mind having a mess. "you have to be more wary of people." he scolds gently, grinning to himself as you squirm n mewl to be touched - for help, to relieve the tension built along your cock.
"nnngh.. nn-nooo... anyone but you..." you whine, squirming to press against him, cock aching and unable to touch yourself with your wrists restrained together - he disregards your pitiful howlsㅡ"do you see how easy it was for me to slip you something? well, i am pretty flattered you trust me..." giggling to himself while thumbing his cock - taking a moment to admire you; "you're so pretty... i'm so glad you came... it really shows how much you like me."
ㅡ"wha..? no way... you just straight up creamed yourself. just - just at me... talking?" mumbling to himself, so dumbfounded that you said you hated it, that you wished he would die - but here you were, your cock still hardened and pressing against your jeans; begging to be free with a wet spot forming... "you really are as disgusting as i am!" he cheered - before finally shucking off your pants - huffing the stain for good measure... lining himself up after so thoughtfully fingering you - stretching you with lube and pushing forward; piercing your puckered hole with his flustered cockhead. cooing gently and easing your frazzled nerves, telling you to relax...
"nnn-nuh... fuck, hnnh-" so willfully grinding against him, drool pooling from your mouth and tears slipping down your cheeks - the person you disliked most stuffing you full of his fat cock, cooing praises - "... you would really make a fine chick... all horny, but you're saying no... so contradicting." he teases, hand dipping underneath your shirt and groping your chest
ㅡ"waah.. check out this sweet lil boypussy of yours..." slapping his huge hand gently against your hole gaping that had a steady stream of cum - his cum, dribbling out... he couldnt uelp himself. snapping a picture for safekeeping - to jerk off to when youre no longer around... "so pretty, bro... i'm so glad i got you before anyone else did... haha! you sure are too, huh?!" making fun of you; nuzzling into your squirming n drunken frame. drooling on yourself n yr hole clenching around nothing - as if missing the shape of his cock already... !
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