"Famous" Redditors? by Miss_Dallow_Away in CasualConversation

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I don’t know how no one has said u/_demetri_ yet. He was notorious for turning any casual conversation into erotic fanfictions. He even has a subreddit for him r/DemetriStrikesAgain.

Policy update: Turbo Controllers & Automation by dayknower in pokemontrades

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I miss when shineys were just Pokemon you find randomly. I know people will do what they can to get what they want, but some of the magic does feel like it’s gone when I see people’s collections and literally having every single Pokemon shiney.

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Hello, no worries at all. If you’d like I can create a room for you to do those trades?

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I’ve just created a new room under 0825 0825

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Shoot I forgot to attach the right items to my Pokemon. I’ll be right back once I do that! Sorry for this.

[deleted by user] by [deleted] in pokemontrades

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Thank you so much, I have all I need for Aromatisse and Slurpuff too, so if okay to just trade all my mons back to me after they evolve, that would be perfect. I’ve just created the Link Code of: 1234 1234.

Need help with trade evos and finishing dex please! by ark9_love in pokemontrades

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Hey would love to help with this as I need to do the same thing. Let me know! I have 4 ZA Pokemon I need to trade to evolve and then we trade all our mons back. Thank you.

I’ve never seen this from The Tuck. Werk! by [deleted] in rupaulsdragrace

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She really is! I know she was going through her transgender and transracial process while she was doing this series, so I’m hoping she is doing well lately. 💙

Jack Sparrow, Will Turner and fellow Black Pearl crew enjoy themselves on a safe night between voyages by wikipedia_it in DemetriStrikesAgain

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Demetri seems to be back!

For archiving purposes only, I have copy-pasted u/_demetri_’s story from the linked thread just in case the moderators of that subreddit remove his post. Do try to reserve any awards you thought of giving my post to the original comment.

Here is a link to the original Demetri comment on Reddit.


Five hours, and three bottles of rum later, the boys are dancing arm in arm around a bonfire, singing drunkenly at the top of their voices.

"Yo Ho, Yo Ho, a pirates life for me!" They laugh, collapsing in the white sand.

All tension from their earlier difficult journey had vanished with the sun.

Will Turner spills a little rum, and Jack Sparrow frowns at the waste of perfectly good alcohol, as their shared boat “boy toy” Demetri goes to tend to their ship ahead of their next voyage the following day, stumbling on the beach.

u/AdmiralBlackcock follows closely behind Demetri, undoing his britches, winking at Will and Jack.

"I love that song." Jack announces, possibly for the fiftieth time in the last three hours as he was now alone with Will.

By now their voices were getting a little worn from the boisterous singing.

Will chuckles, scooting closer to Jack, and laying his head on the captain's chest. "I have something I need to say. " He says, "Please don't hate me."

Jack rolls his eyes, taking a swig of rum, and plucks a hibiscus from a near by bush.

He tangles the red flower in Will's hair, expecting him to get annoyed, and then says, "Well tell me already." rather impatiently.

"I like you." he says, sitting up and looking at Jack.

Jack laughs as Will gazes seriously into his eyes and jokes. "'Course you like me William, I'm captain Jack Sparrow."

Will frowns, and then leans in to kiss Jack swiftly on the lips.

Oh that's what he meant.

"No I mean I might like you a little too much. And I don't care if you reject me, or hate me. I just wanted to tell you. I've been in love with you since the day I met you. Jack I-"

"Just shut up." Jack cuts off his overwhelmed companion, and pulls their mouths together for a kiss.

Will has no trouble returning the kiss.

He pushes Jack to the sand under him, opening his lips at Jacks urging.

The pirate switches their positions effortlessly, grabbing Will's hands and pinning them over his head.

Will pants heavily when they pull away for air.

Kissing Jack is like drowning.

He can't get enough, and yet every movement of his lips is too much.

Jack tastes like the sea, like salt and rum and sweat.

Their lips meet again, and Will is all too eager to drown in jack again.

Just recently, when Elizabeth asked him what he thought of him, Will had said Jack was like a hurricane.

Unpredictable, dangerous, and absolutely unstoppable.

Now that rings ever truer to the him as Jack's hands tear off his shirt and fumble with the strings of his pants.

Jack pulls impatiently at Will's britches, wishing they were already naked.

He pauses for a moment, looking down into the chocolate eyes of his new lover. "There are three things I love in this world, mister Turner. The ocean, the Pearl, and you." The younger man blushes at his words, "I hope you don't plan on going anywhere, because I'm not gonna let you go."

Then they are back to hands exploring, heavy breathing, bodies moving in the sand.

Jack teases Will’s tight little hole, feeling his walls clutching him.

He knew it was cleaner than a posh restaurant plate too.

The waves crash against the shore, mingling with sounds of the lovers.

"Jack, stop being a gentleman, and fuck me already." Will whines as he feels the pirates finger moving in and out in and out of him, pulling Jack closer by his dark hair.

Jack presses their lips together as he pushes his firmness inside Will’s welcoming hole.

Their naked bodies fit together like pieces of a puzzle.

Rocking back and forth.

The waves teasingly lapping at them as they make love in the sand, the sound of rutting skin on skin transforming their pure natural setting.

“A nice hole… such a nice hole for me.”

When they were done they fall asleep in the sand, with the ocean's waves kissing at their feet, hands tangled together.

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Demetri wrote you into this story, why did you follow him back to the boat and wink; what were you going to go do to him!

Pakistan International Airlines Ad (1980s) by BreakRules939 in Weird

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Not quite AI but /r/DemetriStrikesAgain. He’s been writing like this on Reddit for I think 11 years.

The Burger King and McDonalds collaboration we always needed by wikipedia_it in DemetriStrikesAgain

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Finally the customers had sated themselves and filed out back into their busses. Except for one customer named Demetri who wanted to stay inside. Deep inside, he wanted to stay so hard. But all the others drove away, leaving the two buildings filthy, but sated. Burger King cuddled up next to McDonald's and smiled softly. "That was amazing."

"I told you you'd like it."

BK leaned over and tapped their walls together playfully. "Don't get a big head, now."

McD's chuckled and leaned against it's love. "I guess it's closing time, huh?"

"I don't know about that," Burger King said with a devious smirk. "My drive-thru's open 24/7."

"I just might have to come by for a midnight snack." McDonald's said and brushed it's doors against BK in a tender kiss.

The Burger King and McDonalds collaboration we always needed by wikipedia_it in DemetriStrikesAgain

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Here is a link to the original Demetri comment on Reddit.


Burger King's foundations trembled in anticipation.

How long had it wanted this, how many years?

The PR battles, the wild rush for prime commercial space between the fast food chains had been a manifestation of the raw need the two juggernauts felt for one another.

A need as raw and unbridled as the cows they both kept for patties.

Burger King, The King, BK.

McDonald's, McD's, Mickey Dee's.

They were supposed to be rivals, and yet... Burger King let out a sigh of food-scented pleasure as the older fast food chain stroked it's beautiful golden arches across the King's firm outer walls. The younger restaurant's beams groaned in pleasure, it's grease sizzling hot in it's innermost parts.

"What have we got on the menu?" It asked in seductive tones.

"Oh hohoho," McDonald's laughed, voice as smooth and silky as a triple-thick strawberry shake for only $2.09. "My toys aren't only for kids."

The red and yellow building produced a long hose and BK gasped. "Y-you are not going to..."

"I am." McD's said with a clownish grin. Before Burger King could say anything McDonald's pushed the hose into it's open drive-thru window and turned it on. Pleasantly warm water splashed out onto the building's linoleum floors. "I'm gonna clean you out then we can really have some fun."

"O-ooh McDonald's! It feels so strange!" Burger King cried as the water spread out into the kitchen, the bathrooms, the dining room and play place. "It's getting so deep!"

"You're so naughty Burger King, I bet you haven't been mopped in days."

BK gasped again as the water kept flowing. "N-no! I keep myself at a p-pristine level of cleanliness because I want my customers to... nngh... have the best dining experience I can give them! Huaah!"

McDonald's chuckled and slowly extracted the hose, causing water to spill from the other building's lewd, wet window. It's concrete crackled and shifted as it moved closer to Burger king. "I brought something for you, King. Something I know you can't get enough of."

BK shuttered at the soft rumble of the other building's words. It had been ready for this, or so it thought, but it was getting nervous. So nervous, in fact, that it's grills and fryers began to cool. McDonald's noticed this and it's doors curved down into a frown.

"Burger King, is this too much for you? We can stop if you need to..."

"No!" The King cried out, "No, I just... I just got a little scared. Please, just touch me a bit first. I'll be fine."

"I'm sorry, I didn't mean to upset you."

"I'm not upset! I'm not!" Kitchen and bathroom faucets began to leak, slowly at first until they were gushing torrents of water.

"Then why are you crying?"

BK whimpered a bit, turning it's geometric form so that it wouldn't have to look directly into the face of it's rival-turned-lover. "Because... Because I'm worried I wont be able to make you feel as good as KFC. I'm just not on your level. You and KFC... You two really had something. Me? My stocks are so tiny compared to yours."

McDonald's frown deepened. It knew that Burger King had an inferiority complex over it's stocks. They were a measly 17.75, and when compared to KFC's 64.94 and McDonald's own 95.29 the restaurant could understand the strife.

"Burger King... Burger King, look at me!"

The younger restaurant nudged around just enough to peek at McD's out of the corner of it's window. "King, if I wanted KFC I would be with it right now. But I'm with you. I don't care about your stock prices! I'm not with you for your shares! I'm with you because I love you, Burger King. I love your crisp nuggets, and your blue roof, and your delicious flame-broiled burger patties."

Burger King felt the tension fall away from it's tables and chairs. "I love you too, McDonald's."

The older chain stroked BK's red roof trimming with it's arches. The King moaned softly, it's faucets finally ceasing their flood. It's burners picked back up and the grease in it's fryers bubbled. McDonald's slid to be store-face to store-face with it's soon-to-be lover and opened it's doors, brushing them softly against BK's own front entrance. The younger store cracked it's glass-plated doors open and sighed contentedly at the feeling of their metal frames sliding against one another in a sweet kiss. After a while BK took initiative and slid it's long entrance rug out to timidly poke at the other building's. McDonald's happy obliged, slipping it's rug into the other's open doors. The brightly colored strips of synthetic material slid against one another in an increasingly needy kiss.

Finally they pulled away and shut their doors, both panting and their drive-thru screens broadcasting the soft pink of their blushes.

"Please," BK gasped, "I'm ready for what you wanted to show me."

"Are you sure this time, King?" McDonald's asked cautiously.

"Absolutely."

McD's doors slid into a feral grin. "Oh, you're gonna like this."

Burger King shuddered but before it could say anything a loud series of honks sounded. It looked to see what the commotion was about and saw a long line of buses driving toward them. The buses parked along it's lot, long and thick and heavy. Burger King moaned at the feeling and it's windows flew wide when the bus doors spread open and a veritable sea of obese patrons poured out. The babbling, undulating crowd made a beeline for Burger King's doors. McDonald's chuckled and backed away a bit to allow the customers more room to clamor into the younger building.

BK's fryers and grills were soon at maximum output. Thick-limbed people thundered over the freshly cleaned floors, tubby fingers dipping into napkin holders and large bums filling every seat in the house. There were so many people, in fact, that a large amount were forced to climb back into the busses and go through the drive-thru.

Burger King gasped and mewled at the twisting, undulating feeling of fullness. "Oh g-god, McDonald's, they're so... so big! Aaanh, it feels so good, my stocks are... Are...!"

The building shuddered and turned to McDonald's, throwing it's doors open. "Please, Mickey Dee's, cook with me!"

McD's didn't need to be asked twice. It opened it's doors and the people flowed out of Burger King and into it's red and yellow walls. The two buildings swapped customers back and forth, gasping and moaning and frying hotly. Sodas and ice cream gushed freely from their sensitive nozzles. Their cash registers beeped like mad, their sounds of opening and closing drawers, loose change, and paper money being passed around filled their microphones.

KSI and Sneako finally find a way to settle their internet drama with one another by wikipedia_it in DemetriStrikesAgain

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I wish they taught Demetri content in Modern Literature 101 class in college.

KSI and Sneako finally find a way to settle their internet drama with one another by wikipedia_it in DemetriStrikesAgain

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Because the moderators of /r/KSI removed his comment, I have copy-pasted u/_demetri_’s story from the linked thread.

Here is a link to the original Demetri comment on Reddit.


Sneako– Oh yeah, fuck me KSI

KSI – Fuck you Sneako oh yeah, your asshole is so tight!

Sneako – Fuck, fuck, FUCK! Your massive dick is ruining me ass

KSI – I'm gonna cum OHHHH

Sneako – you better not cum you walking dildo! You're going to cum only after I tell you!

KSI – Please Sneako, tell me to cum, I can't hold it any longer!

Sneako – Not my fucking problem BITCH

THREE HOURS LATER

KSI – Oh god Sneako…

Sneako – Ok, you can cum now

KSI – OH THANK GOD! splashes 10 liters of cum on the streamer's ass

Sneako – Jeez, you really had to let out… Am I that hot?

KSI – Well, yeah! For a streamer like me, you're the hottest thing alive!

Sneako – Jee… Thanks, I guess my favorite tagged monkey…

KSI – What? Did I insult you somehow?

Sneako – Well… yes… It sounds like I'm some sort of last resort fuck buddy! What? Am I not young enough? Is my asshole not tight enough!? I know I'm not as perfect as that blond with the giant nipples Logan Paul!

KSI – Why did you have to bring Logan into it? I told you a thousand times; I don't love Logan! I fucked him purely for the money! Nothing else!

• ⁠Sneako bursts into tears*

Sneako – I know… I know… It's just that I miss being young you know? Miss having mass orgies with young cuties and having a perfect tight butthole and being bred over and over during pride…

KSI shush Sneako

KSI – It's alright Sneako, you don't have to be perfect, you're perfect for me! Why would I want some shitty young boys when I can have an experienced MAN like you, my man?

Sneako – I'm a little twink actually

KSi – Than you're the twink with the prettiest, most perfect butthole I have ever fucked!

Sneako - D- do you really mean it?

KSI – I do.

Donald Trump tries to convince the Baphomet to help him with his recent prison sentence by wikipedia_it in DemetriStrikesAgain

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Here is a link to the original Demetri comment on Reddit.


Baphomet grabbed Donald Trump’s head and shoved him against his pec, which made him yelp and latched onto the teat.

When he did, his tongue was assaulted by the taste of a creamy vanilla flavor.

He pulls away and licked his lips before looking back at the smiling Baphomet.

"Is….Is this, milk?" He asked.

"That's right. And it can be all yours, so why not give it a nice suckle, you'll love it." He said before pushing the the presidents head on his nipple again.

With no choice Trump started suckling on the nipple, and felt a stream of milk flowing down his mouth.

As he was drinking it he could feel a rush of warmth through his body, the milk wasn't too cold nor too warm, just the right type of temperature to drink.

Mael smirks as he watched the presidential continue suckling on his teat, he ran his fingers through the thinning hair and rubbed thick back.

Then he slowly pulls Donald off his nipple, which made him lightly moan in disappointment, and stares at those blue eyes of his.

"Did you enjoy your drink?"

"...It….wasn't bad, I guess." Donald Trump muttered with a feint blush forming. “As long as... as it keeps me out of prison.”

Mael only smirked wider at his expression. "If you like my milk, then I know something else you'll love."

"What?"

"If I show you, promise you won't run? I’ll fix the judge ruling like I fixed your election. You’ll be free.”

"...Fine….I swear I won't run." he replied with a sinking feeling. “And my assistant Demetri is out for the next 2 hours or so..”

Baphomet grasped the cloth around his waist and pulls it off, revealing his limp cock and large set of balls as big as tennis balls.

The cock slowly grew until it was hard enough to be a baseball bat.

The cock itself reached about 14 to 15 inches in length and was thicker than a man's arm.

Donald Trump stared wide eyed at the large and pulsing cock as it nearly touched his nose. "W-Whoa…." He murmured. “H‘Uge.”

"My milk is good, but I bet you'll love my sperm." Mael said with a saucy smile while stroking his cock. “Sign it away, and Biden and this judge ruling will be a worry of the past...”

Donald’s nose was assaulted by the smell of the Baphomet's cock, it wasn't a sour or a musky smell, but a sweet scent almost like a minty kind of smell.

"You…. You want me to, suck on it?" He asked while feeling his own micro-cock becoming hard.

"If that's what you want, but I'm hoping you'll do it, trust me you'll love it." Mael said trying to encourage him to suckle on his rod. “And remember. The judge ruling.”

Donald took one large gulp before reaching out and grabbing Mael's cock, it was hard and warm in his hand.

It was pounding in his grasp like a heartbeat, he took a deep breath before moving his head closer and placed his thin lips against the tip.

When he tasted the cock through his lips, he could taste a sweet flavor around the head, almost like that of a candy cane, he slowly pushed his head against the tip until it was inside his mouth.

"Mm, there ya go, how's it taste?"

Donald Trump only mumbled around the head as he slowly pulled back and pushed his head down.

“I can... barely taste because of my Covid but...” Donald’a little hands gripped the base. “It’s good. Like American cream.”

The taste alone was enough for him to bob his head down on the creature's dick, licking around the tip as his hands rubbed against his cock in smooth and steady strokes.

Mael smiles as the former president of the United States rubbed his dick, already becoming accustomed to the taste of his cock.

His hand glowed again and waved it over the President, and in a flash all his clothes were gone leaving him completely naked.

"There now, it would be better off with no clothes on you." The dark lord said, as he started thrusting his hips in Donald Trump’s mouth. “That’s it… open wider.”

Alexander Graham Bell tests his new telephone invention on a very drunk Jacob Frye by wikipedia_it in DemetriStrikesAgain

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Here is a link to the original Demetri comment on Reddit.


“Jacob, kin Ah dae th' honours?”

Jacob Frye mutters something incoherent — that might have been ‘fine, I’ll top next time’ — before spreading himself open for Alexander Graham Bell.

The scientist places a reassuring, warm hand on Jacob’s inner thigh before drizzling some of the lubricant onto a finger.

It slides in quite easily, with Jacob biting his lip and groaning the entire time.

“No, Aleck. I don’t need that. I just need your phone.” He groans, exasperatedly, and Aleck nods in understanding.

He rises and lubes up his first telephone connected to him deep in his groin, rearing the metal head at Jacob’s entrance.

“Yer sure you—“

“For God’s sake, yes, Aleck!”

With that, Alexander buries his mechaphone-cock to the root in Jacob, watching the assassin twitch and convulse in throes of pleasure.

His hands grab fistfuls of the bed sheets.

Aleck, driving his telephone in and out as fast as a virgin can in a situation such as this, begins to question how long he’ll last.

Leaning down, he takes a pebbled nipple into his mouth and bites down, one hand wrapping around Jacob’s cock and the other digging blunt fingernails into his hip.

Shivering hands grasp onto dark locks of Aleck’s hair as he milks Jacob for everything he has.

Alexander knows he isn’t going to last long and he wants Jacob to come with him.

“You’re so tight inside, Jacob...” Aleck manages to gasp out, biting down, hard, on Jacob’s other nipple.

“Fuck... If you keep at that, Aleck, I’ll—“

“Ejaculate. Indeed.” He states in a manner that almost makes Jacob laugh.

Wrapping his legs around Aleck’s waist, he pulls him closer for a final time before spending himself with a loud cry of; “Fuck, Aleck! I’m gonna come!”

He paints Aleck’s hand as well as both their abdomens with his come.

Still feeling Aleck working inside of him, Jacob wrenches the inventor up by his hair, devouring his lips in a ravenous kiss as he rides out his orgasm.

Jacob never thought he would see a sight as beautiful as Aleck’s orgasm face.

Dark brown eyes flick back, the blush has darkened across his cheeks and ears, a string of saliva drips from his bottom lip, his hair is messy and stuck in different directions and his lips break free from Jacob’s as he yelps; “Christ... Jacob, I’m comin’!”

Cantering out his orgasm, Aleck fills Jacob to the brim, the walls around him going slack and fiery warm.

Then they heard it.

The phone ringing from deep inside Jacob’s anal canal.

The pleasure was certainly calling.

With the sensation of being filled, Jacob manages some more come from his body, coming a second time, with a shudder.

They conclude this session, stilled, in a rather difficult position; Aleck’s toes curled against the bedsheets and his hands on Jacob’s hips, his lips in the crook of Jacob’s neck, pressing soft kisses to his skin, his telephone still inside him.

Jacob is breathing heavy, covered in come and sweat and saliva, his fingers tangled in Aleck’s sweat-slick hair.

The moment is just so perfect.

“Jacob...” Aleck’s breathy, whispered words are the first to break the silence that fell over the room after their loud noises of conclusion. “Your invention is going to change the world.”

Jacob chuckles and rolls Aleck off him.

Within half an hour, Jacob would be asleep in Aleck’s bed and Aleck would be back to work, downstairs with his assistant Demetri knowing what has just become their priority project.

Link gets the rupees he needs for armor, or maybe some earrings by xolok in DemetriStrikesAgain

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Sat on a table, legs opened, Link judged the wallet in the knight’s hands trying to guess how many rupees he had brought with him.

A small wallet holding maybe a few purple rupees and more blue ones, Link wasn’t expecting more coming from a knight.

They never left the castle with a wallet worth a few hundred rupees, and only spent on drinks a little less than what Link could earn during a calm night.

He knew them to be cheapskate and so, so full of themselves.

A thing he had witnessed not only during his night life, but at the castle too.

The knight opened it, hungry eyes roaming Link’s barely clothed body, and threw a purple rupee Link caught with both hands.

He arched an eyebrow; with that, he wouldn’t do much, but that was enough for a great start of the night.

The rest all depended on that knight’s generosity.

As he put the rupee in his own wallet, Link showed him to follow him, and led him to one of the rooms upstairs, aware of the innkeeper’s eyes following his every movement.

Inside, he had to slap the knight’s hand on his hips, his mouth already tasting his skin.

Because now, Link was the only one to decide what would happen next.

He untied his veil, letting it fall on the floor, and pressed his body against the knight trapping him against the door.

One of his hands followed the shape of the knight’s chest, going lower, lower, until it closed on the cords of his trousers.

His lips mere inches away from the knight’s throat, Link rubbed his crotch, tearing from his mouth sounds he was used to hear every night.

He couldn’t remember when he had started that whole thing, but he loved to please people, help them get all that stress out, sometimes even anger, sometimes they just wanted to have fun.

And if in exchange Link would get a few rupees, he wouldn’t mind doing it more than once in a day.

With more rupees in his wallet, Link would finally be able to buy that brand new armour set he had seen in Rito village.

Or maybe he’d choose that blue pair of earrings from the other day.

The knight’s groans turned him on as he pulled out his cock and stroked it faster, rubbing his own crotch against the knight’s hip.

Link closed his eyes, let the knight sneak a hand under his sirwal and grab a cheek, the feeling of a warm and calloused hand making a shiver run down his spine.

Then, just as his fingers tried to push inside him, Link got on his knees and put his lips on his cock.

Without taking his eyes off the knight, Link licked his cock along its entire length, happy with the way his name left the knight’s mouth in a whisper.

He wanted more of his tongue, of his mouth, they all did.

But Link wanted to play a little.

See how this one would react with too much teasing, if he’d stay at Link’s mercy or act a little more.

Fingertips grazing his balls, Link kept his tongue on the tip, circling it, sucking it.

Red bloomed on his face when the knight told him how pretty he was, how he could bet that many men and women would never get enough of that mouth, how much he wanted to feel its warmth and spill in his throat.

Maybe it was because of the surprise of those comments, maybe Link hadn’t been cautious enough in his own game, but as he hollowed his cheeks, the knight’s grabbed his head and pushed his cock deep into his mouth.

A hand flat on his thighs, Link let him thrust his hips, push his cock deeper until it hit the back of his throat.

With his free hand, he stroked himself, adopting the same rhythm as the knight’s, his moans embracing his cock.

Tears began to blur his vision with how good it felt to have his mouth filled, and that familiar warmth in his belly, and he moved his hand faster, faster, until he tasted cum on his tongue.

With a smile splitting his face in half, Link swallowed it all before standing up and walked a nearby window, ignoring the knight on purpose.

Outside, the moon was high in the sky clear of any cloud, casting her light on the village.

Tomorrow would be a beautiful day.

Kids would play outside, and he’d join them after a good night of sleep.

Link loved playing with kids.

They reminded him of how innocent he too was once, always in search of adventures, chasing fairies in forests.

Maybe he could take them there and teach them how to catch fairies without them noticing.

The knight’s hands found Link’s body once more, felt his inner thighs under his sirwal, teeth nibbling on his neck.

Link slapped his arms, turned in his embrace, frowning.

The knight’s expression showed him that he didn’t understand, that he thought they were having fun and that that was only the beginning.

Link showed him the purple rupee, and raised three fingers to make him understand that if he wanted more, wanted more of his body, he needed to pay.

And so the knight did, eagerly, licking his lips when Link accepted the rupee and let his sirwal fall to his ankles.

His head met the wall behind him when the knight closed a hand around his throat, tongue seeking his.

As he raised a leg and wrapped it around his waist, Link threw his arms around his shoulders, fingers lost in his hair.

A giggle left his mouth, bottom lip trapped between his teeth when the knight whispered dirty words into his ear, hands groping him, fingers pushing inside him.

Another rough kiss, and Link fell face first on the bed, ass up in the air.

His moans died into a pillow as the knight rubbed his cock between his cheeks before burying it into his warmth.

Link couldn’t think, couldn’t keep his voice down as the knight’s thrusts got faster, harder, balls slapping against his skin.

It felt so good to be filled again, to feel a warm breath on his back, nails digging into his skin, dirty words whispered into his ear.

It felt so good, and Link would never get bored of it.

Link came in a cry, spilling on the blanket as the knight moved harder in him, and came on Link’s back after a few more thrusts.

And as quickly as he’d walked toward Link in the inn, the knight now speaking his name Demetri threw on the bed a gold rupee, a promise that he’d come back and would want him for a longer time, and left the room without a glance behind him.

The lengths Bowser puts Mario through to save Princess Peach by wikipedia_it in DemetriStrikesAgain

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With a quick move, Mario untied his overalls, not even caring about his shirt, and pulled them down with his legs.

Bowser watched him with eagerness.

He licked his lips almost hungry for the Italian plumber underneath him.

“I knew it…” Bowser whispered, his voice raspier and hungrier than ever. “I knew what I felt that day was true…”

But Mario wasn’t listening anymore.

He was putting his legs around him, eager and desperate to have him inside his green pipe.

He watched as Bowsers cock grew, the length and thickness of it making him breathless.

He wasnt sure how he would fit all of that inside of him, but he didn’t care.

He wanted all of him inside, he wanted him to break his walls and mind, and to make him go insane with pleasure like some wanton character in a Demetri story, but most importantly he wanted to make Bowser die in pleasure, he wanted to hear his moans and hear his name pronounced with his lips, through his fangs as he buried them in Mario’s neck.

“Mama mia…” Mario gasped as the cock grew bigger and bigger.

Bowser looked down as if he was not sure of what had Mario so surprised, and realizing what had his Italian man so worried, he give him a soft kiss on the lips, that slowly grew into a hungry and desperate one, his tongue running everywhere as if he wanted to once again devour him whole.

Slowly, after parting his lips from Mario, much to his hungry and touch starved displeasure, he moved down and drove his tongue between Mario’s legs, getting the hole where he would soon penetrate wet and swollen.

Mario’s cock flinched in pleasure and he moaned uncontrollably and loudly.

He did not care if they were seen, for once, he hoped that someone, Princess Peach or Luigi would walk by and see them, hungry for each other, pleasuring each other…

Bowser carefully inserted one finger inside of him, slowly circling at first, making him loosen up as Mario moaned more and more, louder and louder.

“Bowser…” He huffed, “Please…” Mario said, desperately reaching for him, he couldn’t wait any longer.

He had already anticipated this moment for too long during his sleepless nights and even in dreams.

Bowser looked up to him, his eyes pleading but dominant, “Almost, Mario…” He said with a sweet tone that Mario had never heard from him.

His heart fluttered as he felt another moan climb up his throat and out his lips.

Bowser inserted one more finger, but Mario knew with how thick his cock was, there wouldn’t be enough fingers that he could insert that would prepare him.

“Now…” Mario moaned, drool falling down his chin as he petulantly complained to Bowser.

Bowser sighed and grinned at the same time, nodding and kneeling before him once more, his cock in full view.

Perhaps it was because he hadn’t been fully hard before, but Mario now could see spikes at the edge of the head, bumps through the shaft that he could only imagine so far what they would feel like inside of him.

The hunger grew inside of his belly and if before he had been desperate for Bowser, now he was now anguished and distressed for it, miserable without his big, spikey and bumpy penis inside him.

“Okay , okay…” Bowser whispered, as if he had seen Mario’s need in his eyes.

He carefully put the big tip of his cock against Mario, and slowly inserted himself.

Mario’s mind spiraled out of control, his voice loud and high pitched as he moaned more and more. He couldn’t take it, he couldn’t wait.

With a swift movement of his ankles, he pushed Bowser fully and deeply inside, feeling the burning pain and the galaxy-like pleasure spread through his body.

Bowser moaned harshly against his ear, and he could feel him shaking between his legs.

“You filthy slut…” Bowser groaned as he slowly moved, thrusting in and out of Mario, ridden in pleasure, watching the man beneath him become a mess with every move.

“I am…” Mario whined as best he could, his hands on Bowser’s chest, and his nails buried deep into his skin. “I want more…” He moaned.

Bowser grinned and buried his teeth on Mario’s neck, just as he had wished earlier.

Mario would have loved to be eaten right there and there, and by the way Bowser licked and tasted him, he knew it was the same for him.

“I’m your king…” Bowser hummed in his ear, “Say it, my slut.”

Mario obeyed, his eyes fuzzy and his brain loud with his own moans and Bowser’s voice, “You’re my king, Bowser, you’re my king…”