fagtopia: I’ve prepared something very special for you today to celebrate the final game of the seas
fagtopia: I’ve prepared something very special for you today to celebrate the final game of the season. It really helped knowing every game that you were tied up in naked my room, gagged, plugged, and listening to how much you wanted my cock over and over on a loop. The image of you writhing in bed, desperate for me to come and yank out the plug and ram your little boy pussy with my dick always got me riled up, aggressive, and gave me what I needed to dominate the field. We won the championship tonight, thanks in part to you, and now I’m gonna claim my trophy. I have worn the same pair of socks and the same cup every game this season and never washed either. Every week these socks have gotten more rank and smelly as I ran, sweat pouring into them, my hot feet marinating in the accumulated sweat of months of hard work. I’ve had to seal these fuckers away in something airtight as soon as I took my shoes off for the past three months they were so strong. They’re so disgusting even a little bitch like you who regularly gets drunk on my smell will want to spit these out as soon as they get near you. Which is where the cup comes in of course. I’m sure your nose is already overwhelmed by the stench from the socks I’m shoving deep in that cock holster you call a mouth but there could always be more. Not only has sweat poured off my balls as I worked hard every game, it got coated in precum as I imagined nailing that ass after every game. My own little personal fuck toy to celebrate every win with and I’m sure you still remember the beating your ass took after our one loss every time you sit down. Get ready to smell my balls with every breath ten times stronger than you’ve ever have. There we go, all strapped in. Breathe deep boy. Deeper. I want you to forget what fresh air is, I want my disgusting stench to reach down to the very core of your being and rewrite your senses. I want the taste of months of sweat to make it all the way to your brain and warp it and become your new favorite taste in the world. I want to see your eyes glazed over as conscious thought stops and you become entirely nothing but lust for me, your whole world centered around getting another whiff, another taste of me, my scent turning you ever more into my perfect little fucktoy. So that’s why I’m gonna leave you here for the next few hours. I’m sure that’s enough time to drive you absolutely insane with need for me. Don’t give me that look I need to go pick up a few toys for tonight anyways. I’ve got so much more than this planned for my boy, tonight is going to be the best night of your life. And just think, none of this would be happening if campus roommate assigning had paired me with a person instead of a faggot. Maybe I’ll send you down there tomorrow for an hour as a thank you gift. Anyways see you later boy! Don’t forget to breathe deep! -- source link