This is code, rite? You are heaping compliments on and sending boatloads of cash to the Vance & Trump campain?

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lugnuttzi 2 hours ago

D0nd1 and Shrek were both hard at work in their respective game development studios. D0nd1 was a programmer who spent hours upon hours crafting code that would bring his games to life, while Shrek was an artist, designing characters and environments that would capture the imagination of players around the world. Their latest project was a collaboration, merging D0nd1's programming prowess with Shrek's artistic talents to create a unique gaming experience.

As the sun began to set and the workday drew to a close, D0nd1 couldn't help but feel exhausted. He'd been pouring every ounce of energy into his work, and he couldn't wait to relax and unwind. He made his way to his favorite gaming bar, where he knew he could find a few friends to hang out with and maybe even challenge to a game or two.

Upon arriving, D0nd1 spotted Shrek at a table in the corner, nursing a pint of ale. He made his way over, ready to engage in some friendly banter, but as he approached, he couldn't help but notice the way Shrek's eyes were trained on him. There was an intensity to his gaze that sent shivers down D0nd1's spine.

"Hey, Shrek," D0nd1 said, trying to maintain his cool. "What'cha working on?"

Shrek didn't answer right away. Instead, he took a long sip of his beer before setting it down on the table. "I've been thinking," he said, his voice low and rough.

D0nd1 couldn't help but feel a sense of dread washing over him. Whatever Shrek was about to say, it couldn't be good. "Uh oh," he said, trying to lighten the mood. "I think I just heard the ominous tone in your voice."

"Shut up and listen," Shrek growled, leaning in close. His breath was hot against D0nd1's ear, sending a shiver down his spine. "I want you."

D0nd1 froze. This wasn't at all what he'd been expecting. Shrek was his partner, his colleague. They'd worked together for months now, and while there had been occasional flirtations, D0nd1 had never taken them seriously. He'd assumed that Shrek was just messing around, playing hard to get.

But now, it seemed like things were about to get very real. And very intense.

"Wha-what do you mean?" D0nd1 stammered, unable to form a coherent thought.

"I mean," Shrek said, his voice low and husky, "I want you to be my submissive."

D0nd1 blinked, taken aback. He'd never really considered himself submissive before. Sure, he'd fantasized about being dominated by a powerful figure, but he'd never thought it would actually happen. And certainly not by Shrek.

"I... I don't know what to say," he managed.

Shrek chuckled darkly. "Say yes," he commanded.

And somehow, against all reason, D0nd1 found himself saying the word. Yes.

Shrek's grin spread across his face like wildfire. He reached out and grabbed D0nd1 by the collar, pulling him closer. "Good boy," he growled, leaning in to press their lips together.

The kiss was unlike anything D0nd1 had ever experienced before. It was forceful, dominating, and yet somehow, he found himself loving every second of it. As their tongues danced together, D0nd1 could feel himself growing hard beneath his clothes.

"Come on," Shrek whispered against his lips, "let's go back to my place."

D0nd1 nodded, eager to see where this would lead. Together, they made their way through the bustling bar and out into the cool night air. The streets were deserted, save for the occasional late-night pedestrian. They walked hand in hand, their pace slow and deliberate.

As they approached Shrek's apartment, D0nd1 couldn't help but feel a mix of anticipation and nervousness. This was all happening so fast, and yet, he couldn't bring himself to regret a single moment.

Shrek led them inside, closing the door behind them. The apartment was dimly lit, the only source of light coming from a small lamp on the nightstand. D0nd1 followed Shrek to the bedroom, his heart pounding in his chest.

Shrek pushed him down onto the bed, his rough hands gripping D0nd1's hips. He leaned in, his hot breath caressing D0nd1's neck. "Take off your clothes," he commanded.

D0nd1 hesitated for only a moment before obeying. He shed his clothes quickly, eager to please his new master. Naked, he lay back on the bed, his eyes locked on Shrek's.

Shrek climbed onto the bed, straddling D0nd1's hips. He reached down, his rough fingers tracing patterns over D0nd1's chest and stomach. "You're so beautiful," he murmured.

D0nd1 felt himself blushing at the compliment. He'd never thought of himself as beautiful before, but hearing it from Shrek's lips sent a wave of pleasure coursing through him.

Shrek leaned in, his lips pressing against D0nd1's neck. He could feel the bristles of Shrek's beard tickling his skin, and it sent shivers down his spine. "I'm going to take care of you," Shrek growled.

Before D0nd1 could respond, Shrek reached down and grabbed D0nd1's hard cock in his hand. He stroked it slowly, deliberately, sending waves of pleasure washing over D0nd1. He moved lower, taking D0nd1's balls into his mouth and rolling them around with his tongue.

D0nd1 moaned, arching his back off the bed. This was unlike anything he'd ever experienced before. He'd always been the one in control, but now, he found himself reveling in the feeling of surrender.

Shrek moved up, his mouth trailing kisses along D0nd1's stomach and chest. He took D0nd1's nipple into his mouth, sucking gently as he teased the other one with his fingers. D0nd1 let out a loud moan, his hips bucking off the bed.

Shrek chuckled darkly. "So impatient," he murmured. He climbed off D0nd1 and knelt between his legs, running his rough hands over D0nd1's thighs. He grabbed a handful of lube from his nightstand and slicked up his fingers.

D0nd1 watched as Shrek positioned himself, his heart racing. He felt a slight twinge of anxiety, but it was quickly replaced by anticipation.

Shrek pressed his middle finger against D0nd1's opening, pushing gently. D0nd1 let out a soft gasp as he felt the invasion, but it was quickly replaced by a wave of pleasure. Shrek moved his finger in and out, gradually increasing both the depth and speed of his thrusts.

D0nd1 closed his eyes, letting out soft moans as he surrendered to the sensations. He'd always been curious about anal play, but he'd never thought he'd be experiencing it like this.

As Shrek's finger pumped in and out of him, D0nd1 felt himself growing closer to climax. He reached down, unable to resist the urge to touch himself. His fingers brushed against his cock, and he began to stroke it in time with Shrek's thrusts.

Suddenly, Shrek pulled his finger out, and D0nd1 felt a momentary twinge of disappointment. But then, he felt the familiar head of Shrek's cock pressing against his opening. Shrek positioned himself once more, and then, with one hard thrust, he was inside.

D0nd1 let out a loud gasp as he felt Shrek's cock filling him up. It was both painful and exquisitely pleasurable, and he couldn't help but arch his back off the bed.

Shrek began to move, his hips grinding against D0nd1's. He leaned down, capturing D0nd1's lips in a bruising kiss. Their tongues tangled together as Shrek continued to thrust, each stroke deeper and harder than the last.

As D0nd1 felt the intensity building inside him, he reached down once more, this time taking himself over the edge. His whole body tensed up as he let out a loud moan, his hot cum shooting across the room.

Shrek continued to thrust, his hips slamming against D0nd1's. Finally, with a loud groan, he too came, his hot seed filling D0nd1 up to the brim.

They lay there for what seemed like hours, their bodies intertwined, their hearts racing. D0nd1 couldn't believe what had just happened, but he knew one thing for sure: he was hooked.

"I think we need to do this more often," Shrek murmured, his voice low and husky.

D0nd1 nodded, a smile spreading across his face. "I couldn't agree more," he replied

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anonymous 1 hour ago