Touching - Tumblr Posts - Page 2
By Sergey Galanter
Since this is the platform where I’ve shared most of my stuff this year I really hope you guys like it. Posting has been sparse because this took up a lot of my time. But I think the effort was worth it to be able to share this personal animated end project. Be warned for feelings though.
Snow White Kisses - Adam Stanheight / Reader
A/N Been busy, but here’s a short story I managed to write up. Been in a writer's block as well, but please enjoy! Sorry for spelling/grammar mistakes, posting late.
Bright, sparkling, lights gave the room a silver tint. The table was a solid chestnut brown, and the walls and ceiling were creamy. There was only a soft, black, carpet for the flooring. Golden stars were plastered to the walls, as well as red and purple hearts. You leaned way back in the recliner, as the sun sprinkled down on your face. You sat next to the large window, overlooking the beach. The water was smooth today, and not many people were clustered down there. You would have been down there yourself if it wasn’t so cold. The sun soothed your spirits and warmed your skin, making you feel giddy and a little bit lightheaded. You were glad for the distraction.
Adam Faulkner Stanheight would have most definitely been snuggling with you, but he had gone to walk the dog. He’d be back in an hour. No, not even. Probably thirty minutes by now. You couldn’t wait for his return; you were lonely.
You rolled your head from side to side, taking in all the minor details that you hadn’t noticed before; you’d never been in a beach house before and you wanted to remember it. Long white curtains covered all the large, square, windows. They reached all the way to the floor elegantly, and flared out at the end. Paintings of sunsets and twilight scenery were spread throughout the building, covering every other wall majestically.
You felt a chill coming in through the window and stood up to close it, your thin blanket drifting from your fine shoulders, and settling around your feet, on the floor, prettily. You tripped delicately over the soft floor, your feet crossing the carpet swiftly.
Leaning into the misty cool air and allowing your vision to be engulfed by the white layer of snow, you stretched your arm out. It was slippery and chilly, it was almost like you could literally feel the silkworm cocoons. The silk touched your arm gracefully, and made your skin cold. You would have enjoyed the feeling of such silks better if it wasn’t so freezing outside.
In a haze of white, you reached for the window frame, and pulled your hand back again. Softness fell on your skin, and passed through your fingers gently, like wavy fiber. Some white got onto the floor, and you stepped back to examine the snow that was littering half of your living room.
You turned at the sound of a quiet click coming from the front door. Your boyfriend swept into the room swiftly, and the dog followed quickly. She ran up to you and tipped her head lovingly. You rubbed her head and rustled her ears, and then looked up at Adam.
Adam appeared exhausted and out of breath. He let out a long sigh and flopped onto the couch. Leaning back, Adam raised his arms up and rested his head on them. “God,” he mumbled. “The rain is coming down hard.”
You looked at him empathetically. “Did you get drenched?”
“Fortunately not for me,” Adam cast a disapproving glance at the dog. “I can’t say the same for Starshine.” He shuddered obviously.
Starshine gave a loud bark, as if she could understand, and proceeded to chase herself ‘round and ‘round.
The both of you ignored your dog and leaned in close to each other. “How was the walk?” You asked him softly.
Adam smiled happily. “Great! Really, even though it was raining. How was your morning?”
You liked the feeling of your boyfriend in your arms. You huddled closer to Adam. “Extraordinary. But not nearly ‘perfect’. You know what would make it better?”
Adam shook his head, nuzzling your cheek.
“You,” you whispered smoothly.
Adam scoffed at your words. “Oh please…” He was blushing brightly.
You dropped your mouth to his mouth. Your lips were nearly touching but not touching yet. “It’s true, baby. Nothing you can say will change it. You're the light of my life. That one piece of diamond among all the stones. I love you.”
Your breath passed over his lips lightly, making him even more crazy for you. You felt him put his hands up your shirt. You were okay with this, you loved the feeling of his soft skin on you.
“You happy?” You asked him.
“Mmhmm.” He nodded slowly, rubbing his nose up and down your cheek.
You smiled in satisfaction. Seeing Adam go all woozy for you was attractive. It made you feel powerful. It gave you energy.
You put one hand on his chest, and with the other hand you combed your fingers through his hair. Slowly, you pushed closer, kissing him neatly on the lips. It lasted for a moment, and then you pulled away again.
Adam didn’t look pleased. You only cupped his cheeks with both hands, and smiled at him proudly. “My baby,” you murmured.
Adam’s annoyance seemed to dissipate. He groaned a little desperately. “You make me feel so many things!”
You lowered your head down again, this time kissing him harder. You rubbed circles on his cheeks with your thumbs. You could feel Adam’s hands rising up your body.
Electricity pulsed between your mouths, making them tingle slightly. You couldn’t get enough of him!
Adam’s palms skimmed your belly. You took his lower lip in your mouth, and dropped your hands to his waist. You traced them down his thighs. Adam rocked his hips onto you.
You brought your hands up, smirking at him sympathetically. “Someone’s excited.” You observed seductively.
Faulkner let out a sigh. “I can be patient,” he promised insecurely.
You raised a skeptical eyebrow. “Let’s see. I think you’ve been too good for me to be patient.”
You kissed him down the neck, leaving soft traces of you on his skin. Your lips were like cotton candy, soft and sweet. Elegant in movement and graceful in technique. You were tangled up in each other’s hot passion.
You felt your boyfriend break away, gasping and heaving. He had on a look of bliss. You watched him blankly, though your thoughts were running wild and your emotions longed for more.
“Y/N,” Adam wheezed in between breaths. “You mean so much to me…”
You opened your mouth to reply when the sun came out from behind a cloud. It’s golden rays fell on to you, and warmed you all up.
You turned to look out the window, and sighed. “Mmmh, baby. The world is a scary place. I’m glad I’m getting to spend my life in such a safe place; with you.” You put your head on his shoulder. “I love you.”
Adam hugged you back tightly, squeezing all the air out of your lungs, resting his forehead on your collarbones, still breathing heavily, and making the atmosphere hot. “I love you, too,” he hummed out contentedly.
Perfectly.
Longingly.
Nothing was better than this.
Always hold my hand babe always
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Always touch me and love me 💗
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Oh, shit! The homoeroticism is unbearable
Brazilian guys showering together and pretending to jerk each other off and tease anal sex
Fair enough, this video is over one hour long, but trust me on this: You don’t wanna miss one minute of it. This video shows two hot straight guys, one being very curious for the other one. Step by step, always recording with the camera, they eventually end up having (oral) sex in the living room.
I wish this video was on tumblr, so you could play it directly here / in the app. If anyone finds it on tumblr, leave me a message so I can repost it then.
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He lured me in with the promise to cuddle, with ample opportunity for touching, exploring, and kissing … a seemingly harmless offer from a Man who looked like He could be someone’s Dad. Despite His thick, muscular build there was something Fatherly and gentle about Him that made Him feel approachable and trustworthy. He didn’t seem surprised at all that someone like me would be so attracted to an older Man like Him. He was very persuasive but it was the thick, dark hair poking over His shirt that ultimately made me agree to go home with Him. Finally - a Man’s hairy chest that i could touch and feel.
The site of a Man’s hairy chest had always had a powerful affect on me as a young fag. i was baby-smooth for most of my adolescence and even once i matured my chest remained hairless and my face boyish.
He was very confident with His body. His shirt fell to the floor and my hands were quickly on his chest. He closed His eyes and stood there while i touched Him. For several minutes I just stroked His chest and torso, enamored by His masculine physique and hairiness. i was in an almost comatose state of awe and lust. i was finally getting to touch a Man.
“You seem to be enjoying this very much. I’m glad. I think we should lay down and you should let me lay on top of you so you can get the full experience. We should also take off the rest of our clothes so you can feel me against you. Won’t that be nice? Come on … it will be fine. You’ll see.”
i guess i thought it might be fine too because i agreed. But when i saw His dick i lost all my nerve. He was insistent and i was still enamored by the site of so much hair. When he lay on top me i could feel His thick cock burning against my smooth flesh, dripping precum on me. His kissing started softly but became more aggressive and … dirty. His thick tongue probed the inside of my mouth as He rubbed Himself against me. “So nice and smooth … like a woman.”
Rather abruptly He got up, grabbed my ankles and hoisted my legs up over His shoulders. Leaning over me, he folded me in half as He positioned Himself. He was strong and much larger than me; it was terribly easy for Him to hold me still while He forced His way through my clenched hole and into my pussy. At that moment i felt feminine, helpless and small against Him. i pushed as hard as i could but He was immovable and my struggle only seemed to impale myself deeper onto His cock.
He watched me with a smile as i yelled and suffered beneath Him, twisting and bucking in a panic. “Shh! This is what girly-boys like you are for baby … don’t you know that? A few more times with me and you’ll be begging for this big dick, like Daddy’s good girl.” He wasn’t even half-way inside me and i thought i would die. But He would not be stopped. He continued with short jabs and pokes that eventually loosened me up enough for Him to break through what He called my “inner pussy” - that deep wall of final resistance.
He moaned loudly and showed me His attractive and beguiling smile. “Oh baby … your pussy feels so good on Daddy’s dick!” And with a hard lunge His hairy, sweaty chest was against me and all the breath was pressed out of me as He rammed His dick all the way inside me, slapping my ass with His big, hairy balls.
All that hair that i was so attracted to chaffed me raw as He pounded away on top of me. He was so heavy and big that i had no air to breath, let alone scream. He’d lowered my legs but kept Himself firmly planted inside me pinning me down like a rag doll. Soon it was just easier and less painful for me to wrap them around Him; i’d never felt more like a woman in my life.
He eventually came inside me with a loud groan that frightened me. It almost sounded painful. He shook and shuddered and convulsed. He was so into the moment that He probably didn’t realize He was strangling me. When He finally collapsed onto me i was covered in His sweat and my body and face was red with “hair burn”.
Panting and still smiling He rolled over and closed His eyes to rest. “Yes … two more times should do it.” Lurching forward i tried to make my escape but He quickly grabbed me by the wrist and held tight. “Baby! That was just the deflowering! Now it’s time to teach you how to be Daddy’s bad girl. You’re going to learn how I like my dick sucked and you’re going to get real familiar with Daddy’s hairy body. So Lay back down or Daddy’s going to show you His belt.” And with a yank He pulled me on top of Him and started kissing me.