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Thread: Questionable Interests (Translucentfeathers & Goddess)

At Damien's description of a worst case scenario, Joe laughed, shaking his head. What I expected was for you to be hiding yourself, for you to be... ordinary? He chuckled at that idea, at the idea that Damien could have ever been anything but extraordinary, that he could have ever been... like himself. Really, he couldn't help his smile from faltering as Damien described him, or rather, described the man he pretended to be. His face darkened, his eyes shifting to the floor and his hand getting a tighter grip on him. He could feel his cheeks burn, partly of embarasssment and partly of self-loathing. Would you have ever pegged me from an affluent family...? A god fearing, racist, homophobic, Christian family that had control of every aspect of my life, that left me hating who I was until... until I met you... Letting go of his hand, Joe leaned over Damien, a strong, fast hand going from him to the wall, boxing him in. You were the first person I showed more than glimpses of my true self, and now I am going to get that control back. His face looked calm, serious, but confident, a smile softly crossing his face as he leaned in closer. I am going to take control of you... And you are going to love it. And with that, he stopped holding back, cupping his face with the other hand as he moved in for a sudden, heated kiss.
Thread: Questionable Interests (Translucentfeathers & Goddess)

God, the taste of his skin, the feel of him pulling him closer, it all felt so bloody right. Joseph seemed as desperate as Damien did to get closer to the other, to slip his tongue into the other's mouth and to feel more of the other's teeth biting on his lips, to feel the warmth of his pale skin against his own olive skin. His body pressed to the other's, so naturally, pushing him against the couch, his arms begining to wrap around him. It was the first time Joe had ever had someone in his arms, at least like this. It was the first time he felt a connection, a need of physical contact, of emotional contact. Not even in all his times visiting dungeons, trying to get some sense of himself, had he felt the urge to control someone as much as he did Damien. He could almost tell that he seemed to need it, that he too wanted this, he wanted to be controlled as much as he needed the control. From all the sports he participated in, from all the training and exercise, Joe was still barely out of breath, but the heated passion of the kiss left him panting, wanting for more. So you want that, huh? he grinned, moving one of his hands from the warmth of the hug to grab the other's neck. I'll be controlling every bit of you, even when you breathe. As he told him that, he gripped the other's neck harder, chocking him as he pulled on the neck of his own shirt, removing it a bit clumsily, leaving it hanging of a single sleeve. His olive skin contrasted with the paleness of the other, his blue eyes looking into his gray ones. They were living contrasts, but they had so much in common, t was like fnally finding someone to compliment him, to validate him. Tell me if it's too much, I'll take such good care of you.
Thread: Questionable Interests (Translucentfeathers & Goddess)

Damien hummed in pleasure when he saw the panting mess their kiss had left Joseph and it had him hungry for more. Damien's eyes widened a fraction when he felt a firm grip close over his neck, Joseph's hand coming up to circle his throat while he held Damien close. His lips parted as he tipped his head back just enough to offer Joseph easier access to his neck as he struggled to keep himself from begging to feel those fingers constrict. He didn't have to wait for long, the dark promises were accompanied by a firm grip that abruptly cut off his air supply. Damien's eyes fluttered shut as he lost himself in the firm grip and the feeling of his life being quite literly held in the others hand. He forced his eyes to open a moment later and was grateful he did so, Joseph's shirt was being peeled off and it hung loosely off of one sleeve off of his arm. Damien's hands fell away, one coming up to loosely hold the wrist of the hand Joseph had locked around his throat, wanting to encourage it to stay there. The other slipped up over the hard planes of is stomach, long pale fingers brushing idly over olive skin before pressing the flat of his hand to Joseph's chest, fingers spread as his hand simply reveled in the heat he felt. Damien glanced up, tongue darting out to wet his lips as his eyes locked onto Joseph's for a moment. He had played within the realm of the darker elements of kinks and sex but was usually left dissatisfied and wanting, his partners either unable to give him the release he needed or knew how to break him down but were clueless how to bring him back up to the surface. It usually left Damien angry or violent while struggling to rebuild the control, lashing out and trying desperately to figure out what was so wrong within himself that he couldn't get what he needed from someone else like everyone else on the planet. In this moment as his dark grey eyes held Joseph's blue gaze, he wondered if perhaps it had been that he just hadn't found the right person yet. Damien's dark grey eyes held Joseph's own blue and he struggled to find the words again, to figure out want to say as his breaths came and went in short pants, swallowing hard. Please...just, whatever you have to give. He would take it willingly, wanted to do whatever the other man put him through or took from him if it meant a chance at a real, raw escape.
Thread: Questionable Interests (Translucentfeathers & Goddess)

Joseph could feel Damien's pulse in his hands, he could feel the other's need for this, the desire that was building up. It seemed Damien needed to lose hs grip on control as much as Joseph needed to grasp it. The warmth from the other's hand on his bare chest, the thrill of the other's faces as he got caught up with him Joseph couldn't help his heart from racing. The grip on his hand stayed right on his neck, loosening softly for a few seconds to caress his neck with his thumb before gripping him tightly again. While one of his hands gripped his neck, the polo still clinging to his elbow, the other slipped behind him, beneath him, under his shirt, his fingernails scratching on the other's skin. The soft, pale skin, a contrast to his own, felt so warm to the touch, and as his fingers explored it, learning its contours under the shirt, clinging tightly and marking him, making his own presence something his body would remember. His body leaned on his, his fingers going from his upper back to lower. He wanted it, Damien wanted and needed to lose control as much as Joseph needed to gain it. I'll give you everything, he said, lifting the other's shirt, giving kisses and playful bites all over his lower abdomen, sucking on the skin and leaving marks. The taste of his skin, of his sweat, the warmth of it in his lips was addictive. THe way he seemed to beg for more, to want to lose control so deeply, it only edged him on, sinking his nails deeper into his skin as he sucked hard on the skin on his abdomen before giving it a rough bite. Should he remove his belt? Should he give him more? THey'd just met, but... No, the physical would be first, then the sexual. He would take full control of his physiology, he would be conpletely in control for once. Do you want me to tie you up?
Thread: Questionable Interests (Translucentfeathers & Goddess)

Damien felt Joseph's fingers loosen, a soft caress of the other man's thumb before they tightened again. Joseph's other hand had slipped under his shirt, nails raking over pale inked flesh and causing his body to arch hard, eyes slamming shut as he choked moan managed to slip past his lips. His hand tightened on Joseph's wrist, the other slipping back up to tangle in the brown hair when he felt the man duck down over his abdomen. Damien squirmed under the hot wet presses of Joseph's mouth that contrasted so starkly with the cool air that assaulted his skin when his shirt was shoved up and out of the other man's way. From the pressure of those sucking kisses and the sharp brief flares of pain from those playful bites he felt himself slowly begin to unwind, his hips bucking slightly as his fingers knotted tighter in soft short strands of hair, urging Joseph to keep going. The promise of giving him everything had Damien hoping it was true, wishing it would be kept. Hope you mean that, for your sake, he said in what was meant to come out in a teasing playful tone, instead? Sounded breathless and was broken over a soft groan. Damien wanted to just writhe under the expert attention, wondering if the perfection in their physical interactions came from having gotten to know one another so well, so deeply. If perhaps that had been what was missing all those times before when he had been left angry and wanting, dissatisfied and bitter from the one night stands and the casual quick dalliances he experienced before...that he had been missing someone who knew what made him tick at his very core. With the way Joseph was so quickly unraveling him and breaking him apart, Damien hoped that this would finally be the missing link he had been searching for. The rough ministrations from the nails, to the pressure of those lips sucking bruises into his skin to the sharp pain of his skin being tugged between teeth he knew he was going to bare markings in the morning from this, signs littering his pale skin the way his tatttoos did and it had his head falling back with a whimper, heat racing through him at the thought of being marked, of being claimed. The rougher drag of those blunt nails dragged him back to reality the longer suck and in turn harsher bite had him gasping for air due to other reasons than the hand at his throat. The offer to tie him up had him wanting to simply nod and let a series of begging and pleadings trickle from his lips but he restrained himself. Held on to that bit of fire and calm. Damien glanced down, tongue darting out to lick his lips as his chest heaved, sure he looked as debauched as he felt. Depends, are you any good at tying knots? Or will I be able to slip free easily... he asked with a slight smirk despite the flush on his face and way his body shifted restlessly.
Thread: Questionable Interests (Translucentfeathers & Goddess)

Oh, he was still showing spunk and bite, even with all the blushing and moans? It was delightful, taking a taste, seeing him squirm under him, hearing him breathless. He just made the cutest faces as he laid there, so consumed by lust and need. How much would he need to break, he wondered, before he took full control of him? You really can't wait, can you? Joe teased, holding his neck a bit harder as he kissed the border of his pants, tasting that pale skin. No sex yet, he told himself, but it was really a tempting thought, controlling every bit of him. Fumbling, he began to undo his own belt, though he half regretted that he wasn't going to remove more than that. As he noticed he would need more than one hand, he pulled his hand away from his neck, finally tossing the hanging shirt from him and pulling away Damien's as well, as his lips moved to traverse up his gaunt chest. He marveled at the work of art his body was, at the taste, at the beauty of the tattoos on him and the way he couldn't help but tease those perky nipples. How glorious it was to take a bite out of them, kissing them softly and licking them afterwards. Put your hands up, he said, belt now in hand, pulling up to just look at him. I want to see if you will really escape.
Thread: Questionable Interests (Translucentfeathers & Goddess)

Damien's hips squirmed under the press of those heated lips to the pale skin just along the waistline of his pants and his eyes fell shut as he panted under the teasing onslaught, desperately trying to calm himself, to be able to make his mouth and tongue work again, to be able to respond. Really could wait, he said, mimicking the other man's wording. He knew how to make himself wait, how to restrain himself when needed, it was what kept him from brutally knocking the barista who sold him his tea every morning over the head with her own tip jar when she prattled on and wouldn't leave him alone. Damien shook his head to dispell the thoughts that were distracting him. Could wait...but I don't want to, he managed to get out in response before his teeth snagged over his bottom lip to bite back the moan threatening to slip free. Damien wstched quietly with a small smirk as Joseph had to let go, releasing his throat before fumbling with his belt, Damien's own shirt getting tugged off in the process. Those lips were traveling up over his torso again and he let out a soft sigh as his pale hands came up to tangle in that short brown hair, mussing up whatever style it had been when Joseph first came over. The bite's and soothing licks to his nipples had him gasping as his back arched and he squirmed underneath Joseph's ministrations. Damien heard the casual demand for him to offer up his hands and a slow smirk covered his features as he lay back, dark grey eyes studying Joseph's face, debating giving him a hard time of it. Perhaps next time, he decided, fingers untangling from the other's hair before he offered up his wrists easily, without a fight. Do you want to see if I will really escape or if I will merely try to really escape...because that all depends on how good you bind me, he hummed in a low teasing voice before leaning up to steal a sharp kiss that had Damien's teeth catching Joseph's bottom lip again when he pulled back. My trying to escape will be a part of the equation regardless-I just hope you know how to keep me from doing so.
Thread: meme thread

Well I looked around and didn't find one already so I figured I'd make one. Some of what you see here may offend you. But know that it is not intended to be offensive. One man's offensive is another's hillarious. So without further adieu.
Thread: meme thread

Sometimes it's just fun to take a step back, look at yourself and kind of laugh. I do it all the time. XD I'm Aspie and there's a shit ton that makes me lol about it because sometimes you really do need to just say fuck it and lol and be like YEP, THAT'S ME! hahaha!!! So yeah, some awesome memes I relate to that are funny as hell and very Aspie. XD See more Because I tend to be literal. Fuck the figurative bullshit! XD Perfect for this time of year and Aspie, nerd, whatever...JUST APPRECIATE! . Pretty much ALWAYS true. But it doesn't mean I'm airheaded or stupid...oh sooo far from, my friends! BWHAAAHAHAHAHAHAAAAA!!! This one is like my ALL TIME FAVORITE! Because the truth of it....oh god...sooo much truth! If you're Aspie like me...you motherfucking UNDERSTAND!!! HAHAHAHAAAAAA!!!!!!!!!!!!! This goes for more than just Aspies, man! Shows how we're not so different after all. Right...RIGHT! That's what I thought. LOL! Dude, if you're Aspie, you see the freakin' humor here. It just takes us longer to process shit. So, if we pause or get that far off look....yeah. We're listening. Promise! But....it IS kinda funny how it seems like our brain might ASPLODE!!! Ah, sensory overload....you evil little bastard! XD Now, anyone who just knows me.....yeah, I'm an Aspie poster child here! Get me talking about my interest and I....I won't stop. I won't notice you're bored. Probably won't care either. . The compulsion to speak will take hold and I will talk and talk and talk forever! See that meme up there? Yeah, that one with the awesome faces about 'special interests'? Muahahaaa!!!!! But yeah, it's true. Ask anyone who knows me well. I just won't shut up. Like ever. Probably the only time too. .
Thread: meme thread

Lmfao. I get a little ocd about some things. Like the new bed I'm making for my truck. Totally ocd there.
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Bad hare day
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Lol. DA. This one's for you.
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LOLOLOLOLOL!!!!! That.....is sooooooo me!!!!! And now my sides hurt!!! BWAHAHAA!!!!
Thread: meme thread

I saw this the other day.
Thread: meme thread

Came across this one, thought I'd post it for the gamers
Thread: meme thread

I love Anna from the anime Shimoneta. Here, have some Undertale
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Edited for accuracy. Yup!
Thread: meme thread

Had to make Christmas presents for my wife's co-workers. Apple cider, Brown sugar, cane sugar, cineman sticks, squares of caramel, 190 proof corn whiskey through a CM reflux still and vanilla vodka. Proportions withheld so y'all can figure out your own panty dropper recipie. Can't even taste the alcohol. Wife and her friends love it. But the math works it out to about twenty percent Abv.
Thread: meme thread

faints That would destroy me! lol
Thread: meme thread

Actually. Take a quart warm it works out to about five and a half beers. Its all in how fast you drink it.
Thread: meme thread

Yep. Totally destroy! P I'm dizzy just thinking about it let alone sipping it. Bet it tastes good though. You know my penchant for sweet things.
Thread: meme thread

Oh, I would love to try that! Can you pm the recipe to me? Pwetty pwease? Back to topic before this thread gets closed
Thread: meme thread

Revnarh I'm stealing those. DA. If ya like the way Carmel Apple pie sounds youd love homemade Bailey's. And now back to your regularly scheduled meme thread.
Thread: meme thread

Knock yourself out, kaigen.
Thread: meme thread

Ok. Yeah. I didn't get the last one. Before someone starts complaining about me being offensive. Please wait until I've offended each religion race and national origin. That way it can be a class action complaint.
Thread: meme thread

Why should the seven dwarves shave their beards? To give better cunilingus, of course! The 8th one is Tyrion Lannister, a character from Game of Thrones.
Thread: The Smith families Christmas ritual

I am interested but how much would I need to post? My comfort zone is 3 to 5 sentences usually.
Thread: The Smith families Christmas ritual

I'm down
Thread: New post notification?

Is there some way to arrange to be notified about new posts in your threads, without constantly refreshing them all? If not, how difficult would it be to add? That's a feature I've seen on most every other forum, and it'd be quite useful here.
Thread: New post notification?

On the bottom of every page there is the option to subscribe to a threadlisted along with view printable version, send to a friend. When you click on that it should bring you to a page where you can select options on how to be notified of your subscription. One of them is email. There's also an option in the profile to automatically subscribe to all threads that you post in and how you wish to be notified of new posts within them. Please be sure to mark all BMR emails as not spam in your email.
Thread: Please, don't be gentle. MxF. Long term.

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Thread: History Back Together Group Idea

It sounds wonderful. Count me in!
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Sounds great. Very interested!
Thread: History Back Together Group Idea

Awesome guys! I'm going to see if I can get one or two more people interested and then we'll get started!
Thread: The Demon Lord Rises (Broomhandle and Princess)

Centuries of victory and defeat took it's toll, but you never could truly kill a purpose. For as long as Ganondorf could truly remember, he had felt that need. They would try again and again to stop him for good, but it never worked. He could only be defeated and contained, never destroyed. He rested, never truly resting, never truly awake. A stasis, a limbo. A place for his mind to be free and his body imprisoned. It was the worst kind of place to be, really. He was both aware and not, he could feel everything around him, but not touch it. He could sense what was happening, but not see it. His prison was not a place of darkness, it was a blinding, horrible light that beat on his mind. He had no shape, no form...he simply existed here like a illness that the light was attempting to burn away, no matter what it did, it couldn't snuff out the stubborn speck of darkness. But then, after what felt like an eternity of bright, nauseating light, there was a comforting pulse of darkness, like a heartbeat. Molten gold eyes, brimming with unrestrained power, like a wild animal ready to be unleashed from his tight cage opened up. With that, he remembered he had eyes...he had a body. It was an unpleasant numbness, but he could see something other than light, the darkness that he saw was pure in it's corruption, like a warm blanket to his cold body. Feminine, decidedly...but beautiful, flawless in it's scope and depth. Whoever had found him was angry, and carried it like a sword and shield both. The hints of her power reminded him of his days, when he was more than just Ganondorf. The sensation was pleasant, surprisingly. To what, Ganondorf started, his voice hoarse and deep, rumbling off the imaginary walls of his prison. Do I owe the pleasure of this visit?
Thread: The Demon Lord Rises (Broomhandle and Princess)

She was there with him, but not. Her physical body was still in the mountain, in the ruins far away from the sacred realm. And yet he would see her as clear as day, perhaps maybe not her features or her face, but he would see her power and a set of narrowing, curious eyes of a glacial color. He was mortal, but immortal. Human, but inhuman. He was a lot of things that did not make sense to Medusa. Even his appearance, which began to take form, was oddly pleasing in a way that she could not comprehend. It made her uncomfortable, but she wasted no time in answering him. Demon King, Prince of Darkness, Demon Lord, Phantom Thief...whatever you wish to be called. I am Medusa, Goddess of Darkness and rightful ruler of the heavens. I come to you to offer your deepest desire in exchange for helping me with mine. I care nothing of ruling the mortal world, I will give it to you if I can once again rule the heavens. As long as both places are riddled with darkness and despair, I will be happy... Her voice echoed throughout the realm, it was brimming with confidence and a sort of seduction that was only natural for her.