cobrakaikink | PROMPT POST 1

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Daniel and Johnny finally get together (or embark on an affair, whatever’s best for the author) and everything is great, but Johnny soon finds out that Daniel’s extreme libido is probably going to be the death of him. If he doesn’t get at least three orgasms a day he’s absolutely miserable to deal with and he’s honestly a lot freakier than those suits would lead you to believe. Johnny’s never doubted his own prowess, but he’s near deaths door by the end of their first month as a couple.

wow this was amazing!

+1 !!

So I know this was filled with a GORGEOUS piece of art but I couldn't get the prompt out of my head and oddly enough, I had stocking almost exactly like was drawn imagined in my head, so I hope this is okay.

We'll Take a Cup of Kindness yet, for Auld Lang Syne

Daniel stands back and looks at himself in the mirror, surveying his handiwork.

The red and white striped thigh high stockings pulled as high as they can go, just a couple inches above his knee, red bow at the top complete with candy cane jewel dangling from the middle. One of Johnny's red plaid flannels buttoned half up, way too big in the shoulders as it keeps slipping down on one side. Daniel's given up fixing it back into place. If he's being honest, it's not just in the shoulders but the body too - it swims on Daniel's smaller frame. Antlers are carefully affixed in place atop his carefully tousled hair. His eyes are rimmed black with eyeliner for extra effect.

He feels ridiculous. Like he wants to take it all off and forget the whole surprise.

He had intended to do this Christmas Eve but had lost his nerve so, here he was - New Years Eve - still hours away from the actual New Year.

Daniel thought back to what started this. Johnny and him a bit tipsy after they had finished decorating a few weeks back, Johnny admitting as he fucked Daniel on the floor in the glow of their Christmas tree how he’d look good in stockings - Daniel laughing slightly, Johnny insisting - no, he would, he'd thought about it so many times. Daniel then being rendered speechless as Johnny proceeded to fuck him within an inch of his life. But Daniel hadn’t forgotten the way Johnny’s voice had sounded.

What if this was one of those times when a fantasy should stay a fantasy? What if he couldn’t live up to what Johnny had in his head! Worse yet, what if he ended up ruining it for Johnny, with the reality of it?

This was a bad idea he thinks.

Daniel sighs and bites his lip, giving himself one last look in the mirror before steeling himself and heading out the bedroom door.

His nerve runs out just as he hits inside the living room, pressing his back to the wall to steady himself.

Johnny's there, in the living room on the couch, his back to Daniel, beer in hand, some Christmas crap, as he would call it, playing on the TV in the background as he looks over some tournament forms. Maybe he can bribe Daniel with a blowjob or something he thinks, although, not like the little weirdo would actually need to be bribed, as Johnny swears Daniel actually loves doing paperwork, no matter how much he tries to tell Johnny different. Still, Johnny gets to give Daniel a blowjob and the paperwork gets done so win-win for him really.

Daniel's trying to quietly take a few calming breaths, wondering if Johnny can sense another body in the room with him. Maybe he can get out of the room without Johnny noticing his presence, he tries to inch his way back to the door, but then Johnny stands up and turns.

"Daniel man, why have you been standing by the door for the last ten minutes..."

The rest of what he wants to say dies on his lips as he takes in Daniel whose eyes are squeezed shut - an almost painful grimace on his face. Daniel slowly opens his eyes - brown meeting blue.

Johnny stares wide eyed in shock as Daniel stands stock still, like an animal caught in the headlights of an oncoming car, ready to slam into him.

And that, Johnny thinks, simply will not do.

Although, Johnny will slam into him all right.

"Happy New Year" Daniel says, almost as a question.

Johnny stands, mesmerized, at the stockings that just accentuate Daniel's lean legs. His mouth opening and closing but no sound coming out.

Daniel sighs, and fiddles with the hem on the shirt, drawing Johnny's attention from those thighs that he loves to bite and suck, to the fact that it's his shirt Daniel's wearing. Fuck.

"You know what," Daniel starts, misinterpreting the silence, "I’m sorry, this was a stupid idea," waste of money too, he thinks to himself. He turns to leave.

"Look at me" Johnny demands, voice rough.

Their eyes meet.

"Come here little deer," Johnny says, voice like gravel, a tone Daniel's never heard before.

It makes Daniel shiver, and he knows what prey feels like when facing down a deadly predator, letting out a little gasp.

And that's all it takes for his predator to attack.

Johnny takes the few strides needed to reach Daniel, grabbing his arm and crushing him to Johnny’s broad chest.

He places a hand on the small of Daniel's back and presses him as close as can be so there’s no space between them, no where for Daniel to go unless Johnny wants him to.

"Does that feel" he growls in Daniel’s ear, "like a bad idea to you?"

Daniel moans as he feels Johnny's dick, a hard line against his hip, his own responding in kind to the rough treatment.

"If you even think for one minute you’re taking those off anytime soon or leaving my bed for that matter, you’ve got another thing coming to you."

"Well, I can think of something I want to come in to me" Daniel said cheekily - some confidence coming now that he can feel the physical evidence, hard and hot against him , of what seeing Daniel in the stockings is doing to Johnny.

"Oh don’t worry, that’s definitely coming to you" Johnny promises darkly.

Daniel rubs helplessly against Johnny at that, little catches of breath, the sweetest sounds to Johnny's ears.

"God, what you do to me and you don’t even realize." Johnny says, reverence clear in his voice.

Johnny drops his hand to Daniel's ass, and Christ, Daniel's not wearing any underwear under Johnny's flannel shirt. He shoves his thigh between Daniel's legs, knowing the denim will be rough against his bare skin. It forces Daniel to widen his stance slightly.

Johnny runs his other hand along the top of one of the stockings, feeling where it meets the soft skin of Daniel's thigh and the goosebumps his touch leaves on Daniel's flesh. He slips a finger under the bow, his thumb pressing in on the candy cane jewel, Johnny's breath ragged to his own ears.

They both groan when Johnny slides a thick finger down between Daniel's cheeks, rubbing over his hole.

"I have to be inside you. Fuck please tell me you’re ready."

"Yes" Daniel moans out. "I prepped myself before coming down... Fuck" he shouts as Johnny slides two fingers in.

"Did you finger yourself with them on" Johnny asks. "Did you imagine it was me? My cock opening you up?"

"Yes, but it wasn’t big enough I, oh fuck" Daniel says as Johnny kicks his legs further apart.

"Yeah, it wasn’t enough was it?"

"No" Daniel sobs out as Johnny’s fingers ruthlessly abuse that spot inside him - waves of pleasure crashing over him.

Johnny would love nothing more than to tease Daniel with his fingers, normally he loves fingering Daniel until he's shaking with it but, he knows he doesn't have the patience tonight. All he can think about is getting Daniel on his back, to feel the fabric of the stockings rubbing against him as he fucks into him. Yeah that sounds like a better idea.

"I want you to come on the stockings," he hears Daniel gasp out.

"You come in here, looking like that, and you think you aren't getting fucked? You should really know better, babe. You know what you wearing my clothes does to me. And those stockings, Daniel, Jesus. Fuck, your legs in them."

"Just," Daniel moans as Johnny feeds him another finger, "pull out before you..." he tapers off in a gasp as Johnny gives his fingers a vicious twist.

Johnny snorts. Daniel's not getting out of this without Johnny emptying a load inside him. He needs to brand his little deer.

Daniel grasps onto Johnny’s shoulder, as Johnny's fingers fuck into him with more force. Soon that warm and velvety softness will be wrapped around Johnny's cock.

"You'll get exactly what I decide to give you."

Daniel clenches around Johnny's fingers, out of his mind with arousal, agreeing to whatever Johnny wants to do to him, agreeing to it all.

"Yes, yes, yes. God, anything Johnny, please."

"Anything" Johnny says.

"Yes," he moans, "i'm yours."

Arousal slams through Johnny at Daniel's words.

The predator likes that. But he roars with the need to take. Take what is his.

So this is how Daniel finds himself pushed down on their couch, legs pulled apart by rough, impatient hands, ass pulled to the edge while Johnny kneels on the floor, Daniel’s stockinged legs on his shoulders as Johnny rims him, effectively trying to fuck Daniel with his tongue.

Johnny can't stop rubbing his hands over those stockings as he eats Daniel out. Johnny can feel his thighs trembling.

Daniel is making noises of discontent as this position doesn't allow johnny to get in deep like he needs it. Something that frustrates Johnny as well.

He pulls away and Daniel whines, chanting "fuck me, fuck me, fuck me."

Johnny shushes him - "I will take you on this couch," Daniel shivers, "but first I want you to ride my face." Johnny knows once he's inside he's not going to last. So he needs to make this good for Daniel.

He lies on the couch as Daniel kneels, thighs pressed against the side of Johnny's face, material of the stockings soft, Daniel's hands gripping the arm of the couch as Johnny fucks his tongue into his ass. Johnny can feel the strain as Daniel keeps himself perfectly balanced above him - all that power. All he’d have to do is squeeze, a few simple moves and Daniel could easily break Johnny’s neck. The thought makes him groan into Daniel's ass.

Daniel's whimpering, getting more and more desperate in his movements. The shaking of his thighs more pronounced. He was close.

Johnny pulls his tongue out, reaches up to grasp Daniel’s waist and easily lifts him off, only to put Daniel on his back on the couch, those stockinged legs thrown over his shoulder where they jolt with each powerful thrust of his cock into Daniel's pliant body, Johnny's hand smoothing the outside of Daniel's thigh while the other one is braced on the side of Daniel's head. He takes Daniel's mouth in a kiss more teeth than tongue.

Johnny's shirt is half off Daniel, bunching up where it catches on the couch with every snap of Johnny's hips.

He straightens up, takes his hand off Daniel's leg and rips the shirt open, exposing all that smooth, olive skin to Johnny's hungry gaze.

A glob of precum leaks from Daniel's cock, "Fuck, Johnny" he slurs out, cock drunk.

He places his hand on Daniel's stomach, taut with the need to come. Reaching up to rub a nipple, as Daniel keens. Traces his thumb along those perfect collarbones.

He grabs Daniel by the hips, digging his thumbs in. He wants to see finger print bruises tomorrow, peaking out from Daniel's low slung jogging pants as they train.

He wishes now he had Daniel ride him - to feel the power in those thighs as he rode Johnny to completion, to take those perfect nipples in his mouth and suck until Daniel was over sensitive and sobbing but, he knows Daniel's in no state for that now. His eyes are glazed over with lust now, body accepting the pleasure Johnny is giving it.

They'll have time for Johnny to get it up again before the NY gets rang in - he wants Daniel on his dick when the year ends and the new one begins. Maybe Johnny will just stay inside Daniel until he gets hard again. Put Daniel in his lap as they count down to midnight - feel the fabric of the stockings rub against his own thighs as Daniel rides him into the new year.

Daniel is opening begging now, "Please, please I want to come. Johnny, please."

He's gorgeous. And all Johnny's. Not just body, but heart and soul.

He takes Daniel in hand, impossibly wet.

"Come for me, my little deer."

Johnny watches as Daniel shakes apart on his cock. He takes his hand off Daniel's cock once his noises turn pained, wiping Daniel's seed on the stockings.

Johnny wants to come on those stockings, mix his seed in with Daniel's, but he’s loathe to pull out from the space he’s carved for himself inside Daniel’s body, the sweetest victory he’ll ever win. Never wanting to give up one opportunity to mark Daniel from the inside as his, his, his - undeniably intimate and irrefutable. Lay claim to what is rightfully his - maybe always was since they first locked eyes, even if it had taken decades to get there.

The grip of Daniel's body is impossibly tight, Johnny just rutting into him, he just needs,

"Come in me," Daniel pleads, "please, I need it."

Johnny turns his head and bites into Daniel's thigh as he cums himself, Daniel moaning as his cock gives a valiant twist where is lies, already spent, on his stomach.

Daniel will be carrying Johnny's marks for weeks he thinks, as he buries himself deep, so fucking deep - making sure every last drop is emptied into him - branding Daniel as his, and only his.

The predator inside satisfied.

Johnny gives Daniel's quivering thighs a quick kiss, as he lowers his legs off his shoulders.

Later on, when they're lying on the couch, Daniel's back to Johnny's front, Daniel attempts to take off the stockings.

Johnny’s tight grip on his wrist stops him. "Leave them on" he orders. "I’ll fuck you awake tomorrow morning with my cock and cum on the stocking like you wanted."

Looks like it was money well spent.

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OMG! That fic is perfect!!!! I really like it!

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Kreese makes the Cobra Kai students hold Johnny down and makes Hawk rape Johnny. He says Hawk can't stop until Johnny cums.

Saving him could be saving his life from some disaster, saving him from an attacker, or saving him from a life of poverty, etc. I'd just really like to read Daniel getting off on imagining himself swooping in and saving Johnny.

Daniel and Johnny end up in a relationship, but when they have sex Daniel discovers old scars on Johnny's legs. Johnny brushes it off as nothing at first, but eventually admits that he went through a period where he would self harm after losing the All Valley.

Omg I didn't know I wanted this and now I'm loving it. Thank you so much! This was hot fire.

Yes PLEASE

Johnny sucks on Carmen's nipples so often that it induces lactation and, to their mutual surprise, they're both very into her nursing him and calling him her little boy. Lots of caring play in addition to the breastfeeding, e.g. forehead kisses, sleeping with his head in her lap or on her chest, maybe her bathing him.

Daniel fucks Johnny while wearing nothing but Johnny's red leather Cobra Kai jacket. Johnny really likes it when Daniel calls him a little twerp.

I interpreted the prompt as pure fun and wrote it as such. I hope you enjoy.

Pushing Forward, Arching Back

The most surprising thing about this thing with Larusso, Johnny thinks, and if he’s being honest with himself the actual thing isn’t a surprise, it’s been thirty years in the making really, is how Johnny had thought Daniel would be a prude, maybe need coaxing into sex.

He was too uptight for his own good. No, that's not right Johnny's mind amends, he keeps such tight control over himself. The more he learned of Daniel and his past with Cobra Kai and Terry Silver though, the manipulation, mind games, exploitation of his temper, and straight up physical abuse, although Daniel would never call it that, he understands why Daniel is how he is.

But, oh how wrong Johnny had been about the sex- wonderfully, gloriously wrong.

Daniel is a straight up nympho - like those babes in the pornos he used to watch in the 80’s. Feral almost.

Although Johnny has never doubted his sexual prowess before, never had a reason to, but if he's still being honest with himself, he is worried.

Worried that he doesn't know what’s going to give out first, his heart or his dick.

He wants to tell Bobby, when he joins them for supper tonight, in the inevitable event of his premature death from sex, that he chose this, has zero regrets, and died a happy man. A very, very, VERY happy man.

Speaking of Bobby coming over, Daniel’s in a frenzy as he makes supper like the good little boyfriend he is.

Johnny is tired just watching him as he goes around the kitchen, tending to what Johnny thinks is way too many pots and pans.

Actually, Johnny is just tired period. From training in the dojo this morning to the epic session they had in the shower not even twenty minutes earlier, Johnny fingering Daniel until he came, screaming, face pressed into the wall.

Where does he get his energy from, Johnny thinks.

"It’s just Bobby," Johnny says, "calm down man."

Daniel turns sharply at Johnny's voice, probably too distracted with whatever it was he was doing to notice Johnny had even entered the kitchen.

"Johnny, he’s one of your oldest friends," Daniel replies, the I want him to like me going unsaid but, Johnny hears it loud and clear.

"Well, you need any help?" Johnny offers, although he knows it's futile. The events of last month's attempt to help still fresh in both their minds, and probably going to be in Daniel's forever.

"No," Daniel says slowly but not unkind, "why don't you take a nap. You look tired. You feeling okay," concern evident in the question and his tone.

"Yeah, i'm fine, just a little tired." From the two orgasms i've given you today and it's not even 5 yet he finishes in his head. The night is still young too, Johnny's brain supplies helpfully, he'll be looking for more later on, after Bobby leaves for sure. Johnny groans.

Maybe Johnny should call in some reinforcements but that idea dies as soon as it comes up. Johnny isn't kidding anyone with that, he'd never be able to watch someone else lay hands on Daniel, on what's his, especially not after how long it took him to get it.

Daniel's still looking at him.... "if you're sure." He gives Johnny a look before turning his attention back to the stove, catching a pot before it boils over, almost like he could sense it was about to happen. Probably could, little weirdo Johnny thinks, affectionately. Maybe he should try that mindfulness crap Daniel keeps pushing on their kids. Maybe it would help him keep up.

He stifles a yawn as he heads to the couch for a quick nap.

He's roused from his sleep some time later by the sound of the doorbell. Daniel's already at the door, ushering Bobby inside warmly before Johnny can even sit up.

He spies the bottle of wine Bobby hands to Daniel. That better not be red he thinks, he knows what red wine does to Daniel.

"Oh, red wine, my favourite," he hears Daniel say as he takes the bottle. Of course Johnny thinks. He pinches the bridge of his nose.

Supper is delicious and Johnny clears the table as Bobby and Daniel talk hockey, Daniel's beloved Islanders having lost to Bobby's team the night before in a shoot out. This turns into a rant about how hockey was better in the 80's without all that crap, Bobby just as passionate about the subject.

As Bobby’s talking, Johnny watches as Daniel keeps shifting his weight from hip to hip.

Johnny tries to think back to their sparring earlier, if he landed a kick or hurt Daniel, but all he can remember is Daniel on his knees looking up at him, Johnny’s cock in his mouth as Daniel fisted himself in his pants.

Then it hits Johnny. Daniel definitely has his ass plugged. Must have put it in after their shower, loose from his orgasm and Johnny's fingers. He lays the dishes he was holding down on the counter next to the sink a bit too harshly to grab his beer. He takes a long drag of that beer in his suddenly parched throat. His dick letting him know it likes that idea very much. Traitor Johnny thinks as he glances down at his crotch.

The sound of the dishes hitting the counter drags their attention away from their conversation and to Johnny.

"I'll get that Johnny," Daniel says.

Johnny protests, it's the lest he can do after all the work Daniel did making it.

"No," Daniel insists, "I'll clean up. You two go catch up" he adds.

Knowing better than to argue, Johnny grabs his beer and heads out back with Bobby. Daniel's already flushed beautifully from the wine so Johnny knows he'll have his hands full soon enough. No need to rile him up more with a fight.

"You know, I have to say, I’m not surprised, you and Daniel," Bobby says once they're outside.

"Oh, you’re full of shit Bobby," Johnny says around a mouthful of beer, some falling out at the corners of his mouth. He wipes his face with his sleeve.

Bobby chuckles. "Everyone could see it Johnny, the fighting was your foreplay."

He looks at Johnny before continuing. "Is everything okay though, you do look kind of tired" Bobby tells him.

"Yeah," he says absently, "everything's fine."

"That doesn't sound convincing. Please tell me you aren't having problems."

"What, besides the normal ones we have whenever we're in the same room with each other," Johnny says fondly.

"I'm serious. Are you guys okay?" he takes a breath. "Johnny, this is the happiest i've seen you, and the best attempt you've given in a long time at being an actual adult" - Johnny gives him the finger - "Daniel's good for you. Good to you. I'd hate for you to lose that, especially after all this time it took for you both to get your heads out of your asses."

Johnny swallows around the lump in his throat at not only the concern his friend has but the unwavering support he's shown throughout it all. He clears his throat, "thanks man, that, uh, that really means a lot." He hopes it doesn't sound as hoarse to Bobby's ears as it does to his own.

"Don't worry. There's no problems, per say" Johnny finishes.

"But," Bobby adds.

Johnny sighs. He decides to just go for it, show no mercy.

"I've had more sex in the last month than my entire life, I swear to god. He just can't get enough." Johnny says, pride in his voice, still not being able to help but preen at how insatiable he makes Daniel.

"That guy. In there." Bobby adds, shock colouring his words.

"Okay, the whole persona he puts on is all a front. Those prissy business suits, mild manners and tone. He's a lot freakier than what he lets on. A lot freakier."

"I see," Bobby replies, stunned.

"Bobby, pretty sure my dick has chaffing man." he says more so to see the horrified look that will undoubtedly be on Bobby's face.

Bobby closes his eyes, a pained expression crossing his face, "God, give me strength," he mutters. "I knew he bottomed," he says more to himself.

Johnny smiles into his beer.

"Okay, so that was way more information than I needed to know but, i'm glad you guys are okay."

"Yeah we're good," Johnny smiles to himself. Truth be told he wouldn't have it any other way, even if he doesn't make it to 55 it'll be worth it. So worth it.

"So you mean the spirit is willing but the flesh..." Bobby trails off.

Bobby is a good man.

"Oh the spirit is very willing," Johnny has to make abundantly clear. "It's just a bit tired."

Bobby clasps him on his shoulder and they stand in companionable silence, the sounds of night surrounding them as they finish their drinks before heading back inside.

Bobby says his goodbyes to them both shortly after, bidding them both to have, "a great night," emphasizing the 'great' with a wink in Johnny's direction.

Johnny sees him to the door and doesn't even hear the click of it closing all the way before Daniel pounces. He paws at Johnny's belt like a man possessed. Johnny has to make this quick, he's dead on his feet.

He spins Daniel around, "pants off and ass out," he says roughly in his ear, Daniel already panting for it.

He hears the sound as Daniel's pants hit the floor, and watches as he widens his stance, flat base of the plug visible between those enticing cheeks Johnny loves so much.

Yeah the spirit is so willing right now.

Daniel shivers as he hears the hisss of Johnny's zipper being pulled down.

He knows Daniel goes wild when Johnny fucks him with just his dick out, rough material of his jeans rubbing against the backs of Daniel's thighs. The fact that Johnny can't wait long enough to get undressed to be inside Daniel.

Johnny reaches down to play with the plug while he spits on his hand to coat his dick, Daniel moaning.

He unceremoniously pulls out the plug, letting it drop and fucks into Daniel in one smooth motion, his ass swallowing Johnny's thick length.

Johnny pins Daniel's hands to the door with his hands wrapped around his wrists.

The effect is instant.

Daniel writhes, pushing back, trying to take him deeper.

Johnny drills into him until Daniel is begging, incoherent.

Johnny squeezes Daniel's wrists. Hard.

Daniel is meeting him thrust for thrust with a grind of his hips back onto Johnny's dick when he fucks into him.

Time to end this Johnny thinks.

"I swear to God you go into heat the minute a cock touches this cunt" he says as he takes a hand off of where they were pressing Daniel's into the door, to put it on his forehead, pulling Daniel's head back, his throat a smooth line of exposed flesh for Johnny to taste.

Daniel's hand, now free, shoots down to his dick, fisting it furiously, the wet sounds reaching Johnny's ears.

Daniel wails as Johnny bites his neck, cum hitting the door.

Johnny follows, teeth still embedded in Daniel's flesh, filling him with warmth.

As they lie there against the door panting, Johnny pulls out slowly, resting his forehead in Daniel's hair, smelling his shampoo.

Johnny's a solid weight against Daniel's back. He idly rubs a finger up and down Daniel’s crack just to feel his cum dripping out as Daniel honest to God purrs. He feels Daniel start to push back on those fingers, insistent.

Yeah, Johnny really needs to see about a last will and testament.

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OP here! Thank you so much for the fill, I absolutely adored everything about it, from Johnny just accepting that Danny’s going to kill him, to Danny’s little scene cooking dinner. Bobby was an unexpected but very welcomed surprise too and of course the sex was immaculate <3

Thanks 😊 glad you liked it. I wanted to have some fun with it.
I didn’t know how “spicy” you wanted it so went with a soft version of explicit lol

+1

omfg you’re my idol for writing this! so hot, so brilliantly written and so so in character, which just makes it even hotter

You do know that you are a gift to this kinkmeme, right? Because you most definitely are!

Thanks 😊 first time I’ve been referred to as a gift 😁
I was getting worried I was filling too many lol - sometimes people like to read different writing styles.

!!!!! 1++++++

OP HERE. I commented on ao3 already but thanks again for writing this!!!! I must be THE luckiest person on this site LOL.

"he takes a hand off of where they were pressing Daniel's into the door, to put it on his forehead, pulling Daniel's head back, his throat a smooth line of exposed flesh for Johnny to taste" the dominance is so hot!

please please please somebody write this!!!

PROMPT POST 1

Re: Ck: demetri/hawk, bdsm +aftercare

CK: Daniel/Johnny, Nympho!Danny

Re: KK/CK: Johnny, masturbation

Re: KK: Daniel/Ali, Daniel/Johnny, Masturbation and voyeurism

Re: CK: Johnny/Daniel, thigh high stockings

Re: CK: Johnny/Daniel, thigh high stockings

Re: CK: Daniel/Johnny, Rough sex

Hawk/Johnny TRIGGER WARNING NONCON

Daniel fantasises about saving Johnny

CK: Daniel/Johnny, trigger warning: Self Harm

Re: CK: Terry Silver/Daniel, masturbating to Daniel’s Miyagi-Do ad

Re: Hawk/Johnny TRIGGER WARNING NONCON

CK: Johnny/Carmen, lactation kink, Mommy Dom/little boy kink

CK: Daniel/Johnny, red jacket

Re: CK: Daniel/Johnny, Nympho!Danny

Re: CK: Daniel/Johnny, Nympho!Danny

Re: CK: Daniel/Johnny, Nympho!Danny

Re: CK: Daniel/Johnny, red jacket

Re: FILL: Johnny/Miguel (warning for age difference); Part 2/2

Re: CK: Daniel/Johnny, Nympho!Danny

Re: CK: Daniel/Johnny, Nympho!Danny

Re: CK: Daniel/Johnny, red jacket

Re: CK: Johnny/Daniel, thigh high stockings

Re: CK: Daniel/Johnny, Nympho!Danny

Re: CK: daniel/robby, dubcon