YLYL
YLYL
Ian Reyes
Juan Baker
Does anyone have the webm of the two 'downs" kids doing ballet? Ones on a wheel chair!
Levi Richardson
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Luke Brown
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Michael Scott
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Parker Lee
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David Long
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Levi Gray
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Asher Miller
Fuckin lost lmao
Chase Parker
a
Jackson Campbell
Robert Phillips
b
Christopher Gonzalez
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Cooper Foster
It also cures having babies
Colton Clark
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Jordan Allen
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Connor Nguyen
>meme
Fuck off.
Carson Evans
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Jose Price
I wonder if they made him say 'THEY'RE GRRRREAT!!!' ?
Isaiah Fisher
Dude, you and your girl are fucking igly
Hunter Garcia
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Mason Carter
Kayden Clark
That ain't me you nigga
Nolan Cox
The video is meh but i lost due to the file name
Charles Sanders
Then the post was even more cringey
Nathaniel Powell
Almost as bad as your spelling.
John Watson
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Luke Nelson
What does the first L stand for in this thread?
I ask because It doesn't appear to be a You Laugh You Lose thread.
Jace Foster
Then show us something to laugh about.
Entertain me.
Cooper Bennett
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Blake Scott
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Anthony Gutierrez
I dont need good spelling to post on /b, most of the faggats here haven't even finished their 5th year of school
Camden Mitchell
Tyler Smith
Made some oc youtu.be
Jack Nelson
nice try, kanak.
Charles Evans
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Ian Diaz
Benjamin Watson
Lost
David Hall
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Christopher Hernandez
Make it a webm and post it
Stop trying to get hits on your shit sucking YouTube channel, you will never be as cool pewdiepie, you can't raise yourself to the bottom of the barrel
Kayden White
niggatubies
Mason King
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Tyler Ross
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Joshua Morris
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Hudson Morris
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Landon Lee
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Kevin Perry
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Jeremiah Thomas
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Aaron Lewis
Lost
Cameron Roberts
Say Nigger!!!
Noah Reed
What are you doing?
Andrew Green
the opposite of funny
Austin Miller
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Dylan Garcia
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Christopher Bennett
ynnuf?
Austin Collins
Lol
Joseph Cook
That guy is a true cuck. Letting his bitch frolic in the dick garden, but he can't even sniff other flowers
Nicholas Rodriguez
You got a smirk out of me
Brody Lopez
i did too dubby dubs
You thinks it's ok if I save it?
Caleb Mitchell
Dude. Rented Meat doesn't even want your money. That's an all time low.
Blake Johnson
did you get a surprise facial too?
Jayden Cox
No you'll get cancer...
No no wait, you are the cancer
Aiden Sanchez
triggered
>scar tissues
Lincoln Murphy
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Jeremiah Johnson
no.
it's a criminal dick move disgusting prob harmful disgraceful abominance.
also, it kinda destroys the ylyl game cuz it's just depressing.
Juan Diaz
Since Op posted it
Ayden Sanders
All I see is Christian’s unruly mop as his head dips lower between my legs. His usual M.O. is to circle my clitoris with his slick, crackerjack tongue but tonight he’s doing something different and – it’s exquisite!
He presses his tongue flat against me as he laps at me with long strokes. He starts at the bottom and sweeps it upward in lazy, even lengths. Every time he comes up, I catch his eyes, blazing fire with pleasure and thick desire. Fuck! As always the pressure is just right and as he stops and re-connects with me again – there, yes! Right there! – I get a 1000 volt jolt, straight to my core.
Lincoln Perez
fuck you, I lost it. Fuck pictures of Emil
Anthony Sanchez
I moan, almost scream as he flicks over my whole slit again. I so much want to grab his head and force his tongue to stay on me and stop this maddening teasing but both my wrists and ankles are tied to the bedposts. I buck my pelvis into his face but his leisurely pace doesn’t change. The heel of his right hand is firmly pressed down onto my pubic bone creating a delicious pressure. His left thumb is rubbing slow circles on my inner thigh, my whole being willing him to move it up – just an inch – and slip it inside.
I glimpse his rippling shoulder muscles glistening with his perspiration in the dim light. He’s so freaking hot. Oh…! I’m so close. He senses my quickening and two fingers glide roughly through my wetness and straight to my sweet spot, the other arm snakes up my body where he pinches my nipple and twists violently. I shudder and groan in ecstasy, thrashing my head about as I detonate my release.
Joseph Perry
Holy fuck! My eyes fly open and I jerk up my torso, vaguely surprised that my restrains aren’t holding me back, where is Christian? My body is covered in sweat and I’m breathing like I’ve run a marathon. I look around confused; I’m alone, in my bedroom, in my apartment. My body’s still weak, jittery from my grinding orgasm, apparently induced by yesterday’s events and my flaming hormones, finding an outlet, the only way it knows how – in a dream.
I flop back onto my bed, grab my pillow and drag it over my face. I force in a deep breath and let out a primal shriek whilst kicking my legs wildly, giving in to my child-like tantrum. The yell morphs into sobs and then hysterical giggles. What am I going to do? My way forward is completely blurred as a flash back of yesterday’s events play through my rattled mind.
The picnic was amazing, Christian was so gentle with Chris, he is such a kind and natural father. We left the park quite late and Taylor drove us straight onto the tarmac of the Miami International airport to board the Grey Enterprises jet. By that time Chris was exhausted. Christian gave him a quick tour, revelling in his innocent, awed excitement; he even let him sit with the pilot for a bit.
Colton Russell
By take-off his little eyelids were hanging heavy and low. Christian fussed over him, strapping him securely into the reclined seat and covering him with a soft blanket so that he could sleep. It tugged so hard at my heart that I had to look away at times, unable to watch how, after just one day, he was doting on his son. The melancholy bled like black ink into water.
After a quick, 40 minute flight, one of Christian’s new men met us upon arrival in Savannah. Christian introduced him as Collins. He was a perfect Taylor clone, bristling with efficiency. I briefly brooded over what might have happened to Sawyer. I hoped that I wasn’t the reason for his absence, that Christian didn’t fire him for failing to stop my covert escape but I was grateful that he wasn’t the one to collect us – if Taylor was mad at me, how mad would Sawyer be?
Christian carried a sleeping Chris from the plane straight into the booster seat of yet another waiting SUV. His sleepy eyes remained resolutely shut. That’s what a day of fresh air and excitement will do for you when you’re four. The thought had me smiling, warming my heart.
Kayden Cook
He didn't spell anything wrong, you retard.
Leo Wright
shit man, i laughed.
Grayson Miller
Collins drove to my mom’s house without the aid of any directions from us and dropped her off. My subconscious took the opportunity to remind me that Christian was indeed the ultimate stalker and I shrugged, undaunted – it’s not like I didn’t know.
I gave mom a bear hug and I felt her warmth along with her well wishes for me in our embrace. She knew how edgy I felt about Christian visiting our home.
The next stop was mine and the churning in my belly told me exactly how anxious I really was. All too soon Collins parked in front of my building and carried our bags up to the fourth floor. Christian lifted our son from the car and held him close, Chris’ head resting on his broad shoulder.
In an effort to dispel my angst I started jabbering as we walked. Even to my own ears I sounded overly chipper as I told him about Jo-Anne, the neighbour to the right of us. I mentioned that she had a son, the same age as Chris and how they were best friends – like only children can be. I stumbled through a list of all the good things I could tally about the building, that we’ve never had problems with crime and that it was well maintained – all the while feeling unreasonably defensive of the home I’ve made for us.
Levi Rodriguez
What will Christian think? The pressure was eating away at me.
At the front door I fumbled clumsily with the keys and wondered where the flowers I ordered were. I was expecting them to be waiting, ready to put me back on an even keel, restore the balance of power between us and maybe gain a clue to the depth of his reticence about our relationship. Oh well, nothing I can do about that now.
Collins placed our bags in the hallway, nodded his goodbye and left to wait in the car. I quickly made my way to Chris’ room with Christian tailing behind. I turned down his bed and closed the curtains. Christian laid him down, ever so gently. He just stirred and turned on his side, still far away in the land of nod. I pulled off his shoes and Christian asked if he could tuck him in and sit with him for a while.
“Sure,” I said and smiled to hide another lump I had to swallow past. I scurried to the kitchen to do some deep breathing and find my collected self. I made a pot of tea and started on coffee for Christian when he joined me in the kitchen.
The atmosphere between us was awkward and my conversation stilted: “Uhm,” I cleared my throat grappling for something to say. “Thank you for a lovely day and for dropping us back home.” I had my back turned to him but I heard him pull out a chair, taking a seat at the cosy kitchen table.
Hudson Clark
“You’re welcome Anastasia.” His tone was soft, hesitant and I could feel his eyes burning into my back.
I joined him at the table and we nursed our drinks, staring at nothing, lost in a maze of jumbled, hesitant thoughts.
“What’s wrong Anastasia?” His index finger slipped under my chin and he lifted my gaze to meet his.
I closed my eyes for a beat and basked in the small point of contact between us. I sighed, “I’m so confused Christian.” I answered him honestly and shook my head, “I understand your reservations, why you turned me down,” my look dipped down, studying my knotted fingers. “I know how much it hurt but why…” I faltered; too coy to say it out loud.
In that moment I seriously doubted my ability to read him, maybe I had misread the signs and he’d scoff at my presumption. I drew a bolstering breath, mustering all my courage as I squared my shoulders, “why are you so flirty with me?” I locked onto his eyes, pleading with him. “You’re… leading me on, torturing me.” I breathed, my face instantly blooming into a blush as I uttered the question that’s been nipping at my mind.
Evan Diaz
triggered?
Connor Wilson
“Anastasia,” he began, running a hand through his silky hair and his grey look turned darker, “I can’t hide my attraction to you any more than you can hide yours from me. What’s the point?” He shrugged in resignation and continued: “we both know it’s there, we feel it all the time.” He was still watching me closely, looking to read the responding cues on my face.
Ahh!
“We torture each other,” he leant back against the chair, gaze still intent, “it’s always been like that with us.” His mouth set in an uncompromising line.
I started to shake my head no, but he interjected: “you torture me by defying me and I torture your body.” His head inclined to the side, the words tripped of his tongue in such a casual manner that he could have been talking about the weather.
“But.., but if that’s how you feel, why can’t we try?” the pleading desperation in my voice was very thinly veiled. I stopped my heart and breath while I waited for his reply.
He snorted, “I may not doubt your attraction to me Anastasia,” his brow quirked and offered me a pointed stare, “but your long-term staying power – that’s another story.” His full mouth twisted into a wry smile and he broke the lock of our eyes, the pain too close to the surface for him while he shook his head, compounding his refusal even further.
Austin Reyes
>Glows in the dark
Holy shit, ya got me.
Nathaniel Flores
It was like an icy wind that swept through my entire body, chilling as the blood drained from my veins. My heartbeat was suddenly sprinting; was he saying that there was no hope for us, ever?
A knock on the door made us both jump and his brows shot up in surprise. “I’m not expecting anyone,” I quickly replied to the question his eyes held; my tone a little defensive and weary of the subtle anger I thought saw lurking there.
“Yohoo darling, are you decent? Yohoo?” The familiar throaty voice was echoing through my small apartment.
Uh-oh! It’s my other neighbour, Miss Dee, the one I neglected to mention because I wasn’t sure how Christian would feel about us living next door to a six foot two transvestite. I pushed back my chair and made for the passage in an attempt to head her off but her long legs closed the distance way too quickly and she caught us in the kitchen.
“My daahling! You look fab, welcome back!” She air kissed me in her exaggerated manner and shoved a lovely bouquet of flowers into my hands. “These came for you daahling, thought I’d keep them safe for you.” Her purple taloned hand batted playfully in my direction and she gave me a salacious wink teamed with a broad, super white smile.
Ah, the flowers I ordered for myself.
“Dee!” I said, overly bright, “thank you! Look at you!” I gave her an appreciative once-over. She was wearing the skimpiest of purple lycra dresses and her blonde wig was a mass of curls. Her eye make-up matched the colour of her outfit exactly and the glitter platform shoes added at least another 10 inches to her already towering height.
Nicholas Ramirez
Cuck thread!
Post slutty gf's
Ayden Miller
She was a wonderful, warm person and I could truthfully say that I liked and trusted her. She worked as a computer geek in the day, which usually only started somewhere after 1pm. If you saw her then she could probably pass as a fairly regular guy, lounging about in sweats, her face displaying a roguish stubble but at night, she lived her true passion as she transformed herself into Miss Dee Licious for her evening show at some trendy drag club.
“Dee, this is my friend Christian.” I didn’t dare use her full stage name, I was hoping that he wouldn’t notice that she really was a he but I thought it unlikely, Christian usually didn’t miss much.
My subconscious was quick to point out her prominent Adam’s apple, the ever-present five o’ clock shadow and her masculine build, no way was Christian going to think she’s a girl. She folded her arms across her chest and sneered nastily at me.
Miss Dee’s long lashed, sparkly eyes turned to Christian and lit up with delight and curiosity. She cheekily wolf whistled straight at him, “what a delicious morsel Ana, where have you been hiding this fine, fine man?” She pointed an index finger at him, flicking it up and down in a zigzag motion as she devoured him with her eyes.
Christian stood and extended a hand to shake hers, his expression thankfully bemused. “A pleasure Miss Dee,” his reply was polite before he shot a quick glance in my direction.
Grayson Morgan
“Why hello there, mh, mh, mmhh! It’s Miss Dee Licious daahling.” She drew the words out, squeezing as much flirtation into them as she could. She took his hand but instead of shaking it she turned hers up so that there was no doubt that she wanted him to kiss the back of it.
To Christian’s credit, he hesitated only for a second before giving her an exaggerated, extravagant kiss on the back of her hand, bowing his head slightly. His stunning eyes had softened and were light with amusement. I had to stifle a fit of giggles thrashing to burst out.
“Hmm, hmm!” She smacked her lips in approval and threw her sheer purple scarf over her shoulder. “Did you send these lovely flowers? You should be careful, don’t spoil the girl so much sugar, she’ll start expecting it from you!” she gave a throaty, roaring laugh at her own joke, winking at me while she patted my arm good-naturedly.
From that moment our day took a swift nosedive. Christian’s expression turned from amused to sour in a nanosecond, “no, unfortunately that pleasure was not mine.” His voice was gruff and his eyes precipitously cold. With hostility vibrating off him he tilted his head in question to me, expecting an explanation.
“Oooh, an admirer!” If she heard the change in his tone she ignored it and made an exited grab for the card before I could even think of taking it. I cringed and flushed every shade of red.
“Welcome home – from: you know who,” she read it out loud and turned the card over to check the back. “It’s got two kisses girlfriend!” She was buzzing with excitement on my behalf. “Who’s the lucky man that’s captured the ice queen’s heart?” She speculated suggestively, teasing me only because she knew that I didn’t date and Christian snorted sarcastically at the mock nickname.
Wyatt Perry
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Levi Bennett
I took the cups to the sink to hide my scarlet mask, “ah, just a friend.” I called over my shoulder as I tried frantically to sound nonchalant, unaffected. Did I really think this was a good idea?
“Well, it’s about time! A fine little thing like you can’t sit on the shelf forever!” another throaty laugh from her and my mortification was complete, glowing on my face and my ears. She had no idea of the history between us and all the heavy, unsaid things filling the room so I couldn’t be mad but I knew the time had come to get rid of her.
“Are you on your way to your show?” It was a blatant attempt to change the subject, steering it away from my non-existent love life.
“I sure am honey, it’s good to have you back, tell the little prince I’ll see him tomorrow,” her eyes crinkled at the corners and she smiled a warm smile mentioning Chris.
She turned to Christian pointing a long nail at his chest. “You better move fast honey, if this one,” she jabbed her thumb over her shoulder at me, “is interested in someone, I think he’ll be pretty special. You’ve got yourself some stiff competition.” She put both hands on her hips, persuasive in her particular brand of romantic advice.
It’s was my turn to splutter and I found a renewed urgency to get her out. I took her by her muscly upper arm and curled my mouth into a grin I wasn’t feeling. With more force than I intended I started to steer her out of the kitchen. Fortunately she went willingly while she waved her goodbye back over her shoulder. “Bye daahling, I’m just next door if she won’t give you any lovin’!” She roared with that raspy laugh and wiggled her waving fingers.
Asher Roberts
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Dylan Turner
Lost
Samuel White
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Colton Gomez
Back in the kitchen I found a cool Christian leaning against the counter, both hands on the edge of the top, arms bent at the elbows. His long legs were stretched out on front of him and crossed at the ankles; his burning intensity was seriously opposing his casual demeanour.
“Nice neighbour,” he said dryly.
I was shaking in my boots, speculating about the level of his anger? “I like her,” I kept my reply even, my voice low and my eyes away from his.
“Are you seeing someone Anastasia?” His voice took on that whispering quality that he assumes when he went thermo but trying very hard to supress it. He was cutting straight to the chase.
I felt a fearful shiver scrape down my spine as I swung my gaze to his, my head cocked to the side. “No, I’m not. He’s just a friend.” I hope the lie wasn’t apparent; I also couldn’t miss the dangerous fury in his eyes even if I wanted to.
“Like Jose was just a friend?” He spat at me, face distorted with distaste.
Oh crap! I didn’t want to dwell on Jose! I shook my head and bit my lip; fear had stolen my voice, all I could do was stare at him, holding out for the fallout.
I could virtually hear the cogs turning and grinding in his head as he considered the repercussions of not taking me back, of me being free to see someone else. The internal war he was having was spilling across his features but he played it unruffled – always in control.
“You can see who you want,” his sculpted mouth bent into a disapproving line as one hand waved me off, dismissively. Still the relaxed arrangement of his body looked unaffected but his eyes were scorching with hostility and he’s jaw muscles were working overtime, bunching at the sides of his face as he clenched repeatedly.
Jack Rogers
Lost when i saw the sticky note.
Gabriel Reyes
My inner goddess rubbed her hands together and grinned, he’s jealous, he wants us! But my subconscious snapped at her, at what cost, you overeager fool?
“Don’t you date?” The hint of irritation in my tone wasn’t intentional but his reaction surprised me, he was no monk.
He regarded me coolly for an unbearable minute before he spoke in a menacing baritone, “I see that you’re still not listening to me.” He let the words hang between us, never taking his focus off me while he waited for me to find some unknown comprehension.
Huh?
When it became clear to him that I wasn’t going to get whatever sublingual message he was sending me, he answered with a flat, low note, “no Anastasia, I don’t.”
Jose Anderson
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Lincoln Gonzalez
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Lucas Diaz
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Justin Jones
No dating or no sex I wondered but my inner girls were both shaking their heads at me, don’t go there!
Of course I couldn’t heed their advice, I was too curious to stop. I simply had to know, “not even a comely, compliant little submissive?” There was no way I could keep the jealous sneer in my words from showing, too much at stake in his answer. It was like watching a car wreck, no matter how horrified you were, you could not look away.
“For fuck’s sake Anastasia!” two riled hands took their familiar path through his hair, “have you any idea..?” His voice was raised but he trailed off, shaking his head in frustration or disgust, I couldn’t tell.
I could see his aggravation, pulsing through his now rigid pose as he gave me glimpse of the state of his soul and it was clear that I was to blame. A bout of fresh shame had gripped my heart in its merciless claw.
“I have to go, Collins is waiting.” The flash of vulnerability he had on display a second ago was now replaced with a curt inflexibility. He head for the door and I followed him meekly where his annoyance was amped up by the fact that it wasn’t locked. “This door should be locked,” he barked at me with a thunderous frown.
Hunter Wilson
oh
Jeremiah James
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Levi Cooper
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Blake Gomez
what's your fetish user? how did you get into it?
here's mine
>in gym class, about 18 yo at the time
>class hasn't really started yet, we're all just waiting for the teacher
>theres this tiny asian in my class, not really that good looking but really cute due to her size
>another girl in my class, really attractive but pretty big boned so to speak
>big bones and little asian are just sitting on the floor and talking
>suddenly big bones gives little asian a tickle
>turns out she is ticklish as fuck and starts laughing the cutest little laugh i've ever heard
>big bones finds this really fun and idk if it was just my 14 year old horny self but it looks like it's turning her on
>big bones keeps tickling little asian more insensely and asian is starting to try to get away but big bones can just hold her in place with one arm as easily as king kong
>dick erect
>this goes on for over a minute and asians laugh is getting louder and louder, starts sounding inhumane but still really really cute. like a hungry kitten or something
>diamonds
>everyone is now staring at them but big bones is having the time of her life and giggling
>keeps going on for maybe 2 - 3 minutes
>teacher enters and big bones stops, asian is just laying on the floor on her back, completely exhausted
>after school go home and fap furiously thinking about it
>tickle fetish ever since
Nathaniel Jenkins
classic