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SinnerThree: Okay, look. What kind of porn do you like? LobsterShorts: The naked kind.
I want to get a graduate degree and do research, preferably in the marine biology field.
Strike 1: can the female authors fucking stop with "marine biology" cliché? Fuck off.
My cock is stone-hard in my shorts. I absently pass my hand over it, and my balls begin to throb. GTG, I type. It’s getting late. SinnerThree: Uh huh. Feel free to review my pics while you’re relieving some tension in a few minutes. Christ. LobsterShorts: Get out of my head. SinnerThree: It’s not your head that I want. Sleep tight and dream of me, baby. Or sea slugs.
It’s a pattern, I think. Lobster is attracted to me, and probably men in general. But he feels guilty about it. Every time I get him riled up, he disappears for a day or so. Then he always comes back.
Them bitches be like that, ngl
LobsterShorts: Woke up this morning and jerked off to a pic of your abs. And then I thought—I’m jerking off to abs? Why hasn’t that bastard sent me a dick pic yet?
Así me gustan 🫦
LobsterShorts: Of course you have a point. I thought we were still trying to figure out whether I can handle dude sex without screaming and running out the door. SinnerThree: Babe. I think we established that after our first convo. You won’t run out the door. Screaming…maybe ;) Actually, more like moaning. Loudly. LobsterShorts: Someone’s sure of themselves. SinnerThree: Yes. I am.
It’s like reading my chats when I sext JAJSJAJAJ AMO
SinnerThree: How does she feel about this threeway thing? LobsterShorts: It was her idea, remember? Her bday request. SinnerThree: Right, I know. I mean, how does she feel about a threeway with ME. You’ve told her about me, right? LobsterShorts: Um. My eyebrows fly up. Is he joking? He hasn’t told the third member of our threesome about the dude he’s been sexting with for nearly two weeks now?
TENIA QUE SER HOMBREEE
That fucking evil genius. Food and strippers. He really does know the way to a man’s heart.
JAJSJAJSJAJSJAJA
Seriously, who needs family? They’re exhausting.
He made me laugh, and then I made him come? If heads blowing off were a real thing, mine would be detonating right now.
THIS SHIT IS HELLA FUNNY WTF JSJAAAJAJ
“See, I never felt like I fit in anywhere, ever. Not at home. Not at school. So I didn’t let my sexuality freak me out. What’s one more thing?”
marica, no me lo puedo creer -- un libro spicy leyendome la mente, haciendome llorar. WTF
Fuck me. I’m single, I’m a little depressed, and I’m very horny, with a side of sexual confusion, too.
YO 24/7
Goodbye, sexual confusion. Because confused is the last thing I’m feeling at the moment. There’s no other way around it—I like dudes.
Hot frat brother who wants to be fucked? They make gay porn like this because real life doesn’t actually work this way.
Oh, they do, I know a couple
And although I’m pleased that Bailey accepted my help, I find it incredibly telling that he only agreed to it when he thought I was using him. Someone helping him from the goodness of their heart is completely inconceivable to him, and damned if that isn’t one of the saddest things I’ve ever encountered.
Es increible que Luke y yo seamos tan parecidos. Las dos unicas diferencias son: no soy un stripper y soy full activo.
He isn’t terribly interested in me, either, unless I’m talking about one of his favorite topics. Those are, roughly in order: business, football, and Alpha Delt. That’s the part that makes me feel stabby. It’s fine to be jazzed up on your own interests. But to assume that your favorite things should be important to everyone else? It’s both self-centered and ridiculous.
Lit mi cucho.
“But why wouldn’t you want to be in charge? That makes no sense.” “Because I’m not you. And that would make plenty of sense if you could ever figure out that I have interests, too. They’re every bit as valid as yours.” “Watch your tone,” he hisses. “I watch it all the time,” I whisper. “But then you don’t hear me.”
not a smut book making me ugly sob reviving the scenes i had with my father...
“You are my favorite person in the whole fucking world.” It might even be true. I just hope it’s enough for my greedy little heart.
I’ve been on edge since Keaton brought up the “C” and “D” words. And no, I don’t mean cock and dick. I love those words. I’m talking about him asking if we’re a couple, pointing out that we’re dating.
JAJDJAJSJA ME LEYÓ LA MENTE
“As someone who’s quite skilled at dealing with toxic parents, I promise you, the only way to save your sanity is to set clear boundaries. I could’ve continued living at home after Joe got out of prison—it would’ve been hella cheaper and saved me so much stress. But my mental wellbeing was more important. I made it clear to my mother that I wasn’t going to be dragged down by her or Joe any longer. Yeah, I throw money her way sometimes, but that’s only because I wouldn’t be able to sleep at night knowing her heat is shut off. But I’m trying hard not to enable her bad behavior anymore, and I
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“I thought you went away to a hotel with Annika?” “Just because you thought it doesn’t make it true,” I growl. “I did spend the weekend at a hotel. But not with Annika.” There’s another silence, and I wonder if I’m going to have to spell it out for him. “Oh.” I don’t miss the weight of understanding that he puts into the word. “Yeah.” “Oh,” he says again.
JAJAHAJAJAJSHSHA
“Jesus,” he hisses. “That explains so much.” “About what?” I snarl. “He turned you,” Judd says. “So he could take the frat presidency. He flipped the straight guy. You’re a big notch in his belt, right? Did he ask you for money, too?” “FUCK you!” I shout, getting to my feet. “Nah, I don’t swing that way,” Judd snaps. “No matter how good the blowjobs are. Did he teach you that, too?” And that’s when I lunge for him.
OHHHHH FUCK YOU, YOU HOMOFOBIC REDNECK DICK
“Whatever. I don’t care.” “But maybe I do.” “You do not,” he spits. “That’s a cop-out. You’re just looking for an excuse not to step out of your comfort zone! Shit got ugly and you bailed on me again.” “How is this a surprise to you? I don’t like to owe people. You know this. I hate feeling like an ungrateful little bitch.” “So don’t be one!” he roars. “And I’m not talking about money. That’s beyond your control. When it comes to love, you’re a fucking miser. Like it would kill you to admit that you care.”
Is this how I look too? :/
It would kill me, though. Because when I look at Keaton Hayworth III, I see the kind of man who can never be mine. Whatever he thinks he sees in me will eventually get old. One day soon he’ll wake up and wonder what the hell he’s doing with a punk who nobody else ever bothered to love. His obsession will fade. Maybe it’s because he gets sick of my bullshit. Or maybe another, badder bad boy catches his eye.
Después de los 4 cachos que me montaron... sí that's exactly how I feel. Fuck me and my life, como me odio, como lo odio todo.
On those rare occasions when we’re both around, I see the regret in his eyes. He’s not very good at hiding it. I know he still wants me. I know he never stopped. But you can’t make someone get over their issues and love you. I know that he’s never had anyone trustworthy in his life, and I really want to be that person. But what if he’s just too broken to let me?
Some dogs never get past their terror.
He said I was stingy with love, and he was right. I am really not sure that will ever change. But if there’s anyone in the world I could change for, it’s certainly him.
So why should I be the one to fight for us? And is there even a point in fighting for someone who doesn’t want to love you?
I’m just a guy, standing on a beach in nothing but his favorite pair of lobster shorts, waiting for the right man to love me.
Ok notting hill
