The Visibly Queer One
fluff & smut dealer
- Joined
- Feb 19, 2024
- Location
- somewhere gay, like California
You know how it goes. You find a partner, you discuss plot and kinks, you agree to write the starter, and then... you never hear from them again.
It's the worst, isn't it?
Well, that happened to me, so I decided to post this idea here and see if I get any takers.
Imagine a future where humans no longer inhabit the Earth. For whatever reason, they've moved out into the reaches of space and they've found that, while aliens are all very strange, they're also not that different from us in many respects. One such facet is, of course, sex. Beings of all species, save the non-corporeal ones, enjoy sticking their phalluses in warm holes, and thanks to the interstellar communication capabilities of the day, humans have become known for their ability to function as said warm holes.
Our protagonist, if you can call him that, is a young (16+) man who has grown up on a space station just outside the milky way. He's desperate to get out into the wider universe and experience everything, and every cock, he can. He's saved up his credits, partly from allowance but mostly from his time whoring himself out to anyone interested, and can afford to get his own ship, crewed with people who will help him get stuffed wherever, whenever.
Now, I'm flexible on this part of the plot because mostly I want to play as a young (16+) trans man (FtM) who services alien clients by the bucketful. He could be a space prostitute living in a brothel, or a whore living on some remote planet that advertises his services online, whatever. But the plot I started and didn't get to play involved MC captaining a ship to travel through space and make filthy intergalactic porn. His crew would have 100% free use access to their captain, including his own father, who was all too happy to come along for the ride.
Ideally this plot would involve ALL or at least most of the following kinks:
Exhibitionism, degradation, voyeurism, internal cumshots, belly bulges, unrealistic cocks, alternative anatomy (horse cocks, knotted cocks, tentacles), ovipositioning, birthing, beastiality/zoophilia, incest, accelerated pregnancy, birthing, watersports, free use, public sex, casual sex, cum/egg inflation, gang bangs, squirting, overstimulation, and more.
As I mentioned above, my character will be a trans man. This means he was identified as 'female' at birth based on his vagina, and transitioned hormonally in his early to mid-teens. He would have no breasts, and while he still has a cunt to rail, he's also got a very small phallus where his clit used to be - maybe two inches in length and chubby, but definitely too small for penetration.
He can be femme, or masc, I'm happy to do either, but the example post is written for a femboy.
This is also written as a GM/player scenario but fear not, for I am not your average passive bottom writer. Even when writing bottons, my characters want it, they are active participants who always move the story forward. I've been told that it's easy to play against my bottoms for this reason. I'm also happy to help play side characters to flesh out the cast!
So, that's the gist. Please reach out if interested! I will keep my fingers crossed.
It's the worst, isn't it?
Well, that happened to me, so I decided to post this idea here and see if I get any takers.
Imagine a future where humans no longer inhabit the Earth. For whatever reason, they've moved out into the reaches of space and they've found that, while aliens are all very strange, they're also not that different from us in many respects. One such facet is, of course, sex. Beings of all species, save the non-corporeal ones, enjoy sticking their phalluses in warm holes, and thanks to the interstellar communication capabilities of the day, humans have become known for their ability to function as said warm holes.
Our protagonist, if you can call him that, is a young (16+) man who has grown up on a space station just outside the milky way. He's desperate to get out into the wider universe and experience everything, and every cock, he can. He's saved up his credits, partly from allowance but mostly from his time whoring himself out to anyone interested, and can afford to get his own ship, crewed with people who will help him get stuffed wherever, whenever.
Now, I'm flexible on this part of the plot because mostly I want to play as a young (16+) trans man (FtM) who services alien clients by the bucketful. He could be a space prostitute living in a brothel, or a whore living on some remote planet that advertises his services online, whatever. But the plot I started and didn't get to play involved MC captaining a ship to travel through space and make filthy intergalactic porn. His crew would have 100% free use access to their captain, including his own father, who was all too happy to come along for the ride.
Ideally this plot would involve ALL or at least most of the following kinks:
Exhibitionism, degradation, voyeurism, internal cumshots, belly bulges, unrealistic cocks, alternative anatomy (horse cocks, knotted cocks, tentacles), ovipositioning, birthing, beastiality/zoophilia, incest, accelerated pregnancy, birthing, watersports, free use, public sex, casual sex, cum/egg inflation, gang bangs, squirting, overstimulation, and more.
As I mentioned above, my character will be a trans man. This means he was identified as 'female' at birth based on his vagina, and transitioned hormonally in his early to mid-teens. He would have no breasts, and while he still has a cunt to rail, he's also got a very small phallus where his clit used to be - maybe two inches in length and chubby, but definitely too small for penetration.
He can be femme, or masc, I'm happy to do either, but the example post is written for a femboy.
This is also written as a GM/player scenario but fear not, for I am not your average passive bottom writer. Even when writing bottons, my characters want it, they are active participants who always move the story forward. I've been told that it's easy to play against my bottoms for this reason. I'm also happy to help play side characters to flesh out the cast!
There's nothing quite like having his throat pumped full of cum. Xavier was born for this, he was sure, especially after his first time sucking down his daddy's cock. He'd never had a gag reflex and his parents' friends loved to use him, especially the ones packing extra large dicks - those were his favorites.
The man fucking him at present sure seemed to like his throat. Xavier knelt on the metal floor of a public commode, tucked into one of the stalls, while a bull-headed man with horns and a snout pumped a horse-sized cock in and out of his throat. Thick fingers grabbed fistfuls of his bleach blonde hair, which hung around his shoulders in long, silky curtains until it was wrecked by this stranger's grip, holding him in place while powerful hips thrust forward and back. Xavier's hand was between his own thighs, steadily fingering his drooling cunt while a butt plug vibrated in his ass, green eyes rolling under their lids at the plethora of stimulation.
Then, with a grunt, those hips slammed forward and the boy's esophagus swelled all the way into his chest, a blueprint of the flared cock inside him distended and pulsing as shot after shot of thick seed poured down his throat. Xavier made a weak little sound through his nose as his own orgasm followed - the third he'd had during this blowjob - splattering the already-wet floor with more of his cum. Those balls were the size of grapefruits and it took them ages to empty, and even after, the taur above him kept the boy's nose pressed firmly to his pelvis until his dick finally stopped pulsating.
When he pulled back and out, Xavier coughed and choked for breath, but his spit-slick face wore a dazed and angelic grin. His vision had started to go fuzzy around the edges with oxygen deprivation and the head rush that came with breath had him feeling drunk.
"You really were born to suck cock," said the man whose name he would never know. Xavier beamed. The man waved his communicator over the bar code that had been tattooed on Xavier's caramel-colored skin, just above his collarbone, and the boy's own communicator beeped the confirmation that credits had been received.
"There ya go, kid," the man said gruffly, then groaned as Xavier nursed on the flared tip of his cock. His little pink tongue investigated the slit with its piss spigot and the ridges around the outside of the head, bumpy and hard even while the shaft began to shrink and recede into its sheath. "Fucking slut," the taur moaned, and let Xavier suck and lick him clean before tucking his cock back into his pants. Without another word, he left the stall, and Xavier smiled up at the man who took his place in the doorway.
"Next," he called sweetly, and then opened his mouth.
When each of his holes had been pumped full of cum, Xavier made his way home with a smile on his face and thick seed running down his bare legs. He hadn't worn more than a thong and a little crop top in years and anything else would have felt restrictive at this point. He didn't mind the other people in the space station staring at him, pointing and making comments about what a little whore he was; it was a source of pride for him, after all.
"Mommy! Daddy!" he called as the door to their quarters slid open. It was a nice place, with a large window at one end that looked out into the blackness of space and the nearby Milky Way. The main room was a combination living, dining room, and kitchen, and the adjacent rooms were meant for sleeping, although Xavier had always just slept with his parents. He was his daddy's favorite cock warmer, after all, and it wouldn't do to let him get cold at night - plus, it meant that he was often woken up by a cock in his cunt and a tit in his mouth, and he would never complain about that.
He was especially excited today, though, because he'd finally done it, and he showed off his communicator so that his parents would see his bank balance. At last, he could afford to hire out a ship and crew, and he could finally make his way into space to be fucked absolutely senseless, the way he'd always dreamed. His daddy had promised there was a ship for him when he was ready, and it was finally, finally time.
"I'm going to be the best space slut," he proudly announced. "And give you lots of little grandbabies to look after."
The man fucking him at present sure seemed to like his throat. Xavier knelt on the metal floor of a public commode, tucked into one of the stalls, while a bull-headed man with horns and a snout pumped a horse-sized cock in and out of his throat. Thick fingers grabbed fistfuls of his bleach blonde hair, which hung around his shoulders in long, silky curtains until it was wrecked by this stranger's grip, holding him in place while powerful hips thrust forward and back. Xavier's hand was between his own thighs, steadily fingering his drooling cunt while a butt plug vibrated in his ass, green eyes rolling under their lids at the plethora of stimulation.
Then, with a grunt, those hips slammed forward and the boy's esophagus swelled all the way into his chest, a blueprint of the flared cock inside him distended and pulsing as shot after shot of thick seed poured down his throat. Xavier made a weak little sound through his nose as his own orgasm followed - the third he'd had during this blowjob - splattering the already-wet floor with more of his cum. Those balls were the size of grapefruits and it took them ages to empty, and even after, the taur above him kept the boy's nose pressed firmly to his pelvis until his dick finally stopped pulsating.
When he pulled back and out, Xavier coughed and choked for breath, but his spit-slick face wore a dazed and angelic grin. His vision had started to go fuzzy around the edges with oxygen deprivation and the head rush that came with breath had him feeling drunk.
"You really were born to suck cock," said the man whose name he would never know. Xavier beamed. The man waved his communicator over the bar code that had been tattooed on Xavier's caramel-colored skin, just above his collarbone, and the boy's own communicator beeped the confirmation that credits had been received.
"There ya go, kid," the man said gruffly, then groaned as Xavier nursed on the flared tip of his cock. His little pink tongue investigated the slit with its piss spigot and the ridges around the outside of the head, bumpy and hard even while the shaft began to shrink and recede into its sheath. "Fucking slut," the taur moaned, and let Xavier suck and lick him clean before tucking his cock back into his pants. Without another word, he left the stall, and Xavier smiled up at the man who took his place in the doorway.
"Next," he called sweetly, and then opened his mouth.
When each of his holes had been pumped full of cum, Xavier made his way home with a smile on his face and thick seed running down his bare legs. He hadn't worn more than a thong and a little crop top in years and anything else would have felt restrictive at this point. He didn't mind the other people in the space station staring at him, pointing and making comments about what a little whore he was; it was a source of pride for him, after all.
"Mommy! Daddy!" he called as the door to their quarters slid open. It was a nice place, with a large window at one end that looked out into the blackness of space and the nearby Milky Way. The main room was a combination living, dining room, and kitchen, and the adjacent rooms were meant for sleeping, although Xavier had always just slept with his parents. He was his daddy's favorite cock warmer, after all, and it wouldn't do to let him get cold at night - plus, it meant that he was often woken up by a cock in his cunt and a tit in his mouth, and he would never complain about that.
He was especially excited today, though, because he'd finally done it, and he showed off his communicator so that his parents would see his bank balance. At last, he could afford to hire out a ship and crew, and he could finally make his way into space to be fucked absolutely senseless, the way he'd always dreamed. His daddy had promised there was a ship for him when he was ready, and it was finally, finally time.
"I'm going to be the best space slut," he proudly announced. "And give you lots of little grandbabies to look after."
So, that's the gist. Please reach out if interested! I will keep my fingers crossed.