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nakedguyz.bsky.social
#Cockyboys Eddie Patrick & Seth Cain
Eddie's big dick energy takes hold as he piston thrusts up into Seth. then eats him out and fucks him every which way, sometimes using his cock to play with his hole
Full video👇
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December 6, 2025 at 10:10 AM
murmeration.bsky.social
I had Matt Goodwin priced-in, as an early guest!
He’s not quite as far down the rabbit hole, but equally plausible as Liz…
December 6, 2025 at 10:02 AM
elisemichelle.bsky.social
#EconSky, what policies would you like to see passed to improve the sorting process in the US labor market?

Just saw a post that said, "applying for a job in 2025 is the same as dropping off your resume in a black hole."

There's gotta be some ways the
December 6, 2025 at 9:58 AM
cancelled-by-elon.bsky.social
Just abolish the BBC.

Traitors, Strictly and a half-decent drama series once in a blue moon, in exchange for living as a cap-doffing serf in a neoliberal hell-hole is not a good deal.
December 6, 2025 at 9:20 AM
herissonrose.bsky.social
I'm falling down a rabbit hole w this, because Ada-kitten is growing silver tipped hairs all over her body.

- NOT a fever coat, she wasn't born with it

- I doubt something as rare as a roan cat or new mutation

- The feral cat colony has several colourpoint cats, descendants of a Siamese male
December 6, 2025 at 9:17 AM
nancycomics.bsky.social
Nancy By Ernie Bushmiller
December 06,1945
NANCY BY ERNIE BUSHMILLER P1- NANCY IS PAINTING AT HER EASEL, SHE IS WEARING A BERET AND A SMOCK SLUGGO : NANCY- - CAN YOU PAINT ANIMALS? NANCY: SURE P2-SLUGGO WALKS NANCY OVER TO HIS HOUSE. SLUGGO: I WANTCHA TO PAINT A FEROCIOUS TIGER ON D' WALL IN MY HOUSE NANCY: WHY ON THE WALL? P3- SLUGGO POINT TO A HOLE IN THE WALL’S BASEBOARD SLUGGO: I WANT IT TO SCARE MICE AWAY FROM DAT MOUSE HOLE P4- NANCY PAINTED A TIGER ON THE WALL , AND SHE USED THE MOUSE HOLE AS THE OPEN MOUTH OF THE TIGER.
December 6, 2025 at 9:14 AM
lanthire.bsky.social
This made me go down a bit of a rabbit hole, you're absolutely correct. Sunlight from Pluto is around 1/900th the magnitude it is from Earth, which is about 300 times the brightness of a full moon here. Pluto's midday is about as bright as it is on Earth shortly after sunset :)
December 6, 2025 at 9:06 AM
twinkgayvid.bsky.social
Pounding that tight twink hole raw, his massive cock throbbing as I breed him deep and filthy.

#bigcock #dotado #bigdick #bareback #gayporn #gayvideo #pintoawards #supremecock #porn #porngay #gay #twink
December 6, 2025 at 9:00 AM
tubegay.bsky.social
Pounding that tight twink hole raw, his massive cock throbbing as I breed him deep and filthy.

#bigcock #dotado #bigdick #bareback #gayporn #gayvideo #pintoawards #supremecock #porn #porngay #gay #twink
December 6, 2025 at 9:00 AM
twinkeyyboy.bsky.social
Pounding that tight twink hole raw, his massive cock throbbing as I breed him deep and filthy.

#bigcock #dotado #bigdick #bareback #gayporn #gayvideo #pintoawards #supremecock #porn #porngay #gay #twink
December 6, 2025 at 9:00 AM
bigloveboy.bsky.social
Pounding that tight twink hole raw, his massive cock throbbing as I breed him deep and filthy.

#bigcock #dotado #bigdick #bareback #gayporn #gayvideo #pintoawards #supremecock #porn #porngay #gay #twink
December 6, 2025 at 9:00 AM
krummebanane.bsky.social
Be careful it's Saturday and #humpday for me.

If you see one post your dick or what you wanna do to it as a comment.

My virgin bi curious hole hope u guys like it.

#virginass #bicurious #eatme #nudist #naturist #showoff #batebro #baiter #gonner #fkk #arsch #bineugierig #ass #cherrie
December 6, 2025 at 8:39 AM
uneasymist.bsky.social
deja, deja vu oo oo
Jongho feels the moment his mind unlatches from his body, same as every other time it's happened: a yank, a freefall, and then everything is bright as if blinded. Next to him, Mingi vanishes. The small hubbub of the apartment above the bar they weren't supposed to go to, the bass beating up under where they were laying, it all slips from him, and it takes a while to distinguish shape and colour again. He realises he's looking up at skyrises, like the ones downtown, and their mirrored windows drenched in light. Under them, the streets are unrecognisable, glowing up like an electric grid. There's a hole in the sky, and Jongho finds himself directly under it as it twists. He didn't expect to dive so soon after the last time. He was hoping to revisit somewhere familiar, a childhood memory like the internet café on their block back home, or maybe just the warehouse again. It's been a while since he's landed there, at least in any substantial way. It's become fragmented in his memory now: a basketball, a couch, sunlight through the door, azulene blue. Instead, it seems like, for his hubris of taking the drugs anyway, he's been flung somewhere far afield, and left Mingi stuck on the rug having a bad trip. But there's no panic to be found as he looks down at himself. It's hard to freak out when this happens. Sometimes he has his body, sometimes he doesn't. Sometimes his injury, sometimes not. Today, or tonight, whatever time it is, he can see his hands in front of him, but he can't quite tell if they're his. A sound, from somewhere, pulls his head back, but he can't tell if it's inside his dream or not—whether it's his friend trying to yank him back. Either way, it's too late. "Are you real?" Jongho spins back. Night's fallen, or maybe it was always there. He's on a rooftop, and the hole in the sky is twisting around him and someone else, three feet away, dark mop of long hair whipping around his high cheekbones. He's handsome in a way that strikes him as impossible and recognisable. There’s fire, he realises, and stretching out behind him, the basketball court takes shape in the dark as it burns up. He can't tell which one of them spoke. "What's your name?" Jongho asks, for some reason; then, more importantly, "Do you know why I’m here?" The man appraises him. He's vivid. Jongho can, looking closer, count every finger, track every dart of his eyes, nearly feel his skin without even reaching out. He's like nobody Jongho's ever met before, and yet, he's sure he knows him. "Do you think you’re lost?" he asks him back. Jongho wonders, briefly, if he's been tricked. A bad drug can turn dream diving into something of a nightmare. It's hard to tell, to feel that instinct—to stay lucid. Jongho tries to grip hold of any awareness possible. The fire is climbing up the basketball hoop like ivy. The chasm above them widens. He feels it then: the first thread of fear and grief. "I– I don't know." One day, laying in hospital, his dreams opened up and folded into each other. Now he can't stop falling through them. Across from him, the man hums like he understands. "It'll get easier," he promises, soft. His voice is low, soothing. Jongho finds himself moving over to him. He’s not limping. He’s barely touching the ground. "You won't feel so alone." Jongho feels when he can't come any closer. A foot away, he stops, and he's even more crystallised. Jongho feels like he's seeing a planet shining through a clear night sky. It's only two seconds, clarified and beautiful, before the wind whips up around them. Jongho has the unbearable urge to touch him through the smoke. "I– I feel like I've met you before," he says, quietly. He can hear the sound again, the yelling. It's drawing him back. "You seem... important." Seonghwa smiles. It's sad, his smile. Jongho doesn't know why he feels that way, the same way he doesn't know why his name is suddenly on his tongue, or why everything is fading away so rapidly again. "That's impossible," he tells him, weakly, before they both fall away into the light.
December 6, 2025 at 8:37 AM
pochitasvessel.bsky.social
↪︎ Sirens began to wail in the distance. The realization that they’d basically torn a hole through part of the city once more falling on them.

↪︎ Denji, with a small sweat at his brow, lifted a hand. A finger collectively scratching as his jawline. Confused on what to do.
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December 6, 2025 at 8:20 AM
kvngshxttv.bsky.social
me nd my big cuz usually duck off to
have our lil stroke sessions.💦🍆🤫
but dis time bruh said he want some
hole.😵‍💫 can’t say no - cuddy helped
raise me. i end up face-down musky
hole spread as he dig’n in my shit 🤤

-whole time step bro just 👀

#KVNGSHXTTv #BrickedGang #Taboo
December 6, 2025 at 8:02 AM
aaisu.bsky.social
That watermark is such a good idea. ... As is that hole.
December 6, 2025 at 8:01 AM
kingclownturret.bsky.social
not sure if i like how this turned out but a discussion with my friend made me wanna draw myself as a vessel #BrianGriffinPlush #sonicexe #sonicexeoc #doodle
hate to be a coward but lowkey I'd just hole myself up somewhere doug rattman style LOL hopefully make a few friends but idk brahh
December 6, 2025 at 7:58 AM
curiousbear85.bsky.social
Our bodies still as one. I kiss your neck, nibble your ear. Sweet words on my lips. Lingering I go soft inside you. Moving, to rest your legs on my shoulders. Deep kisses, our tongues play. Your hole, slick with my cum, makes fingering you easy. It’s not long before you’re moaning…again.
December 6, 2025 at 7:57 AM
thesilkenspider.bsky.social
Brel's grip on Sabre's hips grew tighter as he sank into the tight hole. The half-elf licked a hot line up the man's neck, as he began to thrust into the drow. Setting a rhythm, Brelnas started to fuck Sabre - hard. One of his massive paws grabbed the drow's cock, while he sucked on the drow's ear.
December 6, 2025 at 7:40 AM
donmac.bsky.social
Always said that his 19th hole racism was his super power and he has crafted over the years. The nudge and the wink of 'I am saying nothing, but you wouldn't want of them as your son-in-law, living next door to your mum etc'. The reason he's the main man is other racists aren't that good at it.
December 6, 2025 at 7:23 AM
chubsy.bsky.social
Breed my hole as a gift
December 6, 2025 at 7:23 AM
bandmaidsongbot.bsky.social
so fast-tempo as Warning! or BLACK HOLE, so I hit one by one firmly so that the sound doesn’t break up. [Note: I still seek revernge. is 132 BPM, Warning! is 195 BPM, and BLACK HOLE is 220 BPM.] The other phrases are so packed that I hit cymbals firmly to have a one-beat length.
December 6, 2025 at 7:06 AM
thesilkenspider.bsky.social
Brelnas snorted then bit the drow's ass - smiling as Sabre shuddered. "Alright kitty, time to play..."

Rising from his spot, Brelnas, positioned himself behind Sabre, and grabbed the drow's hips-pulling him close. Brel growled as he pressed his tip into the drow's hole. "Tight...cave...kitty."
December 6, 2025 at 7:06 AM
stormwyrm.org
So now here I am designing the #cyberdeck case. I found a manufacturer who can probably custom cut acrylic sheets as thin as 1.5 mm, which is exactly the same thickness as the #Keebdeck Basic front panel PCB. Now I need standoffs to separate the front and rear panels.
Inkscape WIP screenshot of front panel of Cyberdeck, intended as a template for laser cutting acrylic. Holes for Keebdeck keys and screw hole mountings for Keebdeck and Sharp Memory Display added.
December 6, 2025 at 7:02 AM
mcbmd.bsky.social
You’re literally just digging your hole deeper, but keep at it. You’ll hit the bottom sometime. Hopefully that quack’s “nutritional advice” works out for you. Hell maybe you’ll be as smart as him someday so you too can con dumbasses into believing that they’ve discovered DeSoto’s fountain of youth
December 6, 2025 at 6:53 AM