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theruleset:

I was kind enough to help Ms Manners learn how to better pleasure a woman, by standing behind her and beating her until I liked the sounds I heard from Sweetpea’s slutty mouth. When I was satisfied she was doing well enough, I gave her the reward her dripping cunt craved.

(starring thefloralfemme with special guest star please-and-thankyouus)

I would like to be similarly motivated 😳

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jackwritesdirty:

Her wrists get tied together, as do her ankles. My rope is old now, which sets off complicated feelings. Eight years since I got the tan hemp and it still has the same smell, though now it is worlds softer.

I don’t remember when it started feeling so comfortable in my hands, but I like it. I know the right knots. Maybe not the perfect knots, but ones I can tie fast and pretty and strong.

Some people need tight intricate ties or they will squirm out, but no her. She is the kind of girl who wouldn’t dream of escape. She is the kind of girl that sits and stays when told.

She gets shoved down on the bed with three pillows under her belly. This pushes her ass up high and puts her face down into the mattress.

It is a position I’ve put a lot of other people in, but every time and every person feels so new and electric.

All that pretty skin exposed. Red lines across her back where I scratched her while we made out. Her hips turning a little with want.

I pull her up by her hair for a moment. Her cheeks are bright red, her lipstick smudged across her face, her eyes open but unfocused. The drugs of need and sub space. That trance rope puts some people in.

She is sweet and beautiful. Very ready. There is something wonderful about turning someone so smart dumb with lust. She is panting like an animal. 

I put one hand on the back of her neck, holding her in place, and put my other hand between her legs.

I want her to realize how wet she is. I want her to think about how fucked up she is for getting so turned on by this.

Another complicated thing is how I don’t get hard until I hit her for the first time.

Rules for Tease and Denial Hot Potato

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hypno-sandwich:

Number of players:

At least three, but in this case, the more the merrier.

Equipment

A timer. 

Perhaps some personal lubrication and
various sex toys, implements, and protection in direct correlation to the
limits and preferences of the participants.

Probably chairs for the “Teasers” to sit at while the… oh,
let’s call them Victims… go in a circle around the Teasers.

The play:

The players are divided into “Teasers” and “Victims.” An
ideal game will have one more Teaser than Victim, but the game can be played
with an equal number of Teasers and Victims. (If there are more Teasers than
Victims, then teams may be used.)

The game is inspired by a CFNM story, so of course the
writer’s conception is that the Victims are likely to be male and the Teasers
are women, but any combination of any gender is perfectly fine depending on the
limits, flexibility, and proclivities of the players.

All players will discuss their limits and, as a group,
decide on what the over all limitation is on sexual contact.

Teasers will sit in a circle, possibly around a table upon
which the various lubrication and toys can be placed. The playing area must be
maintained in such a way as to provide a smooth area for the Victims to move
from Teaser to Teaser.

Victims will take off all their clothes. Teasers may dress
(or not) as appropriate to the negotiated limits.

The Victims are randomly assigned a starting position in any
manner that seems fair. One person (perhaps one of the Teasers can be appointed
judge or a non-playing Referee can be selected to decide infractions and proper
forfeits) will start the timer. Any time can be selected, but one minute seems
like an appropriate starting time.

For that minute, the Teaser shall attempt to bring the
Victim in front of them as close to orgasm as possible. If the Victim in front
of them has an orgasm, however, the Teaser loses and both that Teaser and that
Victim are removed from the game.

The goal, therefore, of each Teaser is to bring their Victim
as close to orgasm as possible by the time the timer goes off, so that the
Victim will orgasm at the next
Teaser’s position.

The methods used are dependent entirely on the negotiation
conducted prior to the game. However, all players must agree to the maximum
amount of sexual conduct allowed. In other words, in order to be fair, the
Victims may not have varying limits from Victim to Victim; there must be a
collective and agreed-to limit.

If hypnosis is used as an aid for these activities, Teasers
are not allowed to use trigger words on any Victim not in front of them, and
may not use a delayed trigger.

The winner is the Teaser who has managed not to make any of the Victims orgasm.
(In a game with an equal number of Teasers and Victims, the final Teaser and
Victim are “winners.”) 

Prizes can be determined as appropriate.

Game Variants:

1) Hypnotic Hot Potato: Teasers do not touch the Victims,
but use hypnosis to bring the Victims to orgasm.

2) JOI Hot Potato: Teasers, again, do not touch the Victims,
but use instructions that the Victim in front of them must follow. For this variant, a Referee really should be present
to decide if the Victim(s) followed instructions.

3) Bondage hot potato: Victims are in the center of the
circle and do not (or cannot) move. Whether they are tied down to a chair or
other apparatus, or because of hypnosis, the Victims stay immobile while the
Teasers switch at each timer. If agreed to, the Victims can be required to wear
blindfolds. Play proceeds as above.

4) Switchplay Hot Potato: The Referee rolls a die (or dice)
every time the timer goes off. Each position is designated with a number. If a
position’s number is rolled, the Victim and the Teaser at that position switch
places. Alternatively, if a “six” on a six-sided die is rolled, all Victims and
Teasers switch places. Play proceeds as normally.

5) Random Time Hot Potato: The Referee randomly chooses a
time between 20 seconds and 5 minutes every time the timer goes off. The
players therefore do not know when the next switch will occur.

6) Teaser Team Hot Potato: if there are more Teasers than
Victims, Teasers may comprise teams. If this means that there are solo Teasers,
the team Teasers may be given handicaps (may only use their left hands; may not
use certain implements; may not talk to their Victims) as appropriate.

7) Victim Team Hot Potato: if there are more Victims than
Teasers, Victims may comprise a team. However, the Victim team loses if either
one has an orgasm, and Teasers have their choice of whether to work with one or
both Victim in the team. Teasers may also conspire to focus their attention on
one or the other Victim, provided that each Victim team member must be
“handled” on every round.

8) Points Hot Potato: If there are many more Victims than
Teasers, the game begins with as many Victims as Teasers. As the Victims
orgasm, they are replaced, and the Teaser stays in the game, but earns a point.
The game continues until all Victims have orgasmed at least once. The Teaser
with the fewest number of points wins.

My only question is: WHEN?

Bro is as Bro Does

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quickienewyork:

“You can’t tell anyone,” he said, leaning into me behind the bleachers. Practice was over, most people had gone home, and sweat clung to our bodies matting down our clothes.

But his cock was hard, and I could see it outlined through his shorts. His breath was quick even though we stopped running a long time ago, and I could feel his longing. For just a moment I wondered if that was how I made girls feel: wanted, desired, and afraid of being devoured.

“Who would I tell?” I whispered, my hand reaching down to my own cock. He looked about nervously, but without another word he dropped his shorts and touched himself while I watched. I did the same, my fist a blur as our faces touched, our eyes still looking down.

“Here,” I whispered. “It feels better when someone else does it.”

He moaned when I replaced his hand with my own, but he didn’t stop me. In fact, he reached out and did the same, slowly starting to touch me too as the sounds from his throat grew louder. His breath in my ear was hot and damp and the word hung on his lips, terrified that they might slip out.

“Can I…” he started, and stopped before getting it out.

“Tell me,” I moaned, my hand working faster, harder, and stronger around his hard cock. “Tell me what you want.”

“Are you gonna come?” he asked, his shoulders tensing as he stood up straight. I simply nodded and closed my eyes, feeling his body against mine and his hand around me. Without warning at all he released me and dropped to his knees. I grabbed my own cock in one hand and his hair in the other as I felt his thick lips open.

“Fuck,” I moaned, feeling him take more of me into his mouth. He gagged and coughed, but didn’t stop. I started to thrust, no longer able to hold back at all, and seconds later I started to come in his mouth as he licked and sucked me more frantically than ever.

When I finally pulled back, he simply knelt on the ground, jerking off silently as he licked his lips and wiped his mouth with the back of his hand.

“I’m coming dude, I’m gonna fucking…”

And then he was done too, erupting onto his own hand and shorts as he knelt on the grass. I stared in awe, watching for the first time, my body still shaky and weak from my own orgasm. He sat with his head down for just a moment, before jumping back up to his feet and pulling up his shorts.

“No one,” he said again, his eyes back to normal, and the lust all but gone. “I’m serious.”

I made it to the front of the bleachers before I collapsed. I looked up at the blue sky and the empty field and tried to catch my breath. He didn’t so much as say goodbye, but none of that seemed to matter. Laughter caught in my throat as I thought about his words, and before long I could do nothing else.

Who the fuck would believe me?

-gny

(For more bro on bro action check out Brorotica by me.)

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