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The results of my brainrot that have been marinating since december...
This can be summed up with "what if I made it harder for Spamton to open up about his body for his first time" in both a literal and figurative sense. Hitting him with the dysphoria beam for fun LMAOBookmarked by xellecstacy
06 Mar 2026
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He coated Tenna's fingers in saliva, moaning and whining as he felt him grind his cock into his ass. Tenna yanked his head back, making Spamton arch his back and let out a muffled cry of pain. His cock rutted against the edge of the desk, and he tried to roll his hips into it, give himself release, but Tenna quickly took the hand from his mouth and used it to smack his ass.
"F-fuck!" Spamton managed between breathy huffs, but he was immediately cut off as Tenna's hand returned to his mouth, shoving his fingers down his throat with newfound vigor. He continued to suck them, but he started to gag as Tenna was ruthlessly thrusting them deeper, harder, faster.
Tenna leaned over Spamton, his body covering him entirely. He used his weight to press Spamton flat against the desk, crushing his chest, relishing as he struggled to breathe. His legs shook under the weight, his knees buckling as he tried but failed to keep himself upright. His feet slid out from under him, and he was only barely being held up by Tenna's weight on him, keeping him in place, not letting him squirm. "Who do you belong to?"
Spamton choked, and the fingers left his mouth, allowing him to speak. "Mr. A-Ant Tenna."Series
- Part 19 of Spamton and Tenna's Scandalous Escapades
Bookmarked by xellecstacy
04 Mar 2026
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“I fucking hate baking,” Sprout croaked. “I hate it, hate everyone, hate that I can’t help…”
The door crept open just a smidge, prompting Sprout to whip his head back. Astro fanned the smoke away from where he peeked inside, the star’s face scrunched. So this is where Astro’s boyfriend had been… Not surprising to him, since it was the first place Astro looked, but it was still surprising to him up since it was two in the morning.
“Sprout?”
“Shit–” Sprout hit his head on a cabinet, wincing. “–Ow. Astro! H-Hey, haha… What are you doing up? And here? Both at the same time?” His lip quivered, and he sniffled.
Bookmarked by xellecstacy
04 Feb 2026
