dirty anon has reblogged this photo before, but captionstojerkby's words make it exponentially hotter
You know how when you were a kid and you’d tripped and fallen on the sidewalk, your grandfather used to joke that he could slap you somewhere else, and then you wouldn’t care about the pain of your skinned knee because you’d have some different pain to worry about?
That’s what it was like. Travis had the biggest dick of any of ‘em—for all it appeared to be a spur-of-the-moment, spurred-by-his-glance-at-one-of-their-crotches-lasting-just-a-second-too-long gangfuck, they’d worked out the order carefully in advance—but as he slid in, the pain of being torn up wasn’t what was making Matty whimper and whine and tear up.
It was the camera.