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As a life-long liberal that was forced to change his entire worldview and become a neo-nazi because a feminist told me to shut up on Twitter, I think this comment makes perfect sense.
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says the guy who unironically hates women because they have higher IQs and make more money and tries to use evidence that theyre cheating the system to justify being a pale NEET
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`Nobody has any idea what you're talking about, I'm not even sure you aren't a bot given your constant attempts to strawman people, it's like you're running a script.
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i remember your old post history, pizza. dont fricking lie
ah yes strawman, pointing out shit you believed two years ago is a strawman
I should post more red scare links to make you sneed: https://old.reddit.com/r/redscarepod/comments/pr7zhs/framing_the_capitol_riot_as_a_coup_was_a_pretty/?sort=controversial
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Lmao the fact you think the incel shit is real makes @pizzashill laugh.
Trans lives matter.
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โShut up.โ Trumpsnarls through gritted teeth.
Pizzashill looks up from the journal he's reading a little bemused yet irritated. Trump hadnโt moved from his prone position on the sofa, he hadnโt even turned his head; he was just staring at the ceiling. โI havenโt breathed a word in over an hour. Neither have you.โ
โBreathing. Stop breathing then.โ
Pizzashill sighs and returns to the article he was reading. Trumpโs mood had been worsening over the course of the past week due to the bandages around his hands. Heโd retrieved vital evidence from the fire but at his own cost. They were minor burns which shouldnโt take more than a month to fully heal and Trumphad enough movement in his fingers to dress himself even if Pizzashill had to tie his shoes for him and do up the occasional button. It was still a torment for Trump.
โYouโre still breathing.โ
โYep.โ
โStop it.โ
โFind an unsolved murder to amuse yourself, thereโs a whole stack of them in the kitchen youโve barely looked at.โ
โI canโt- why are you so especially irritating today. Are you trying or does it just come naturally to people like you?โ
Pizzashill doesnโt respond, he knows better by now. Trump, not suitably engaged in the fight he was hoping to pick, storms off into his bedroom, slamming the door twice for good measure which surely must have hurt his hands. Pizzashill sips his tea and enjoys the temporary peace.
~*~Pizzashill hadnโt seen Trump the rest of the night, not even to eat. Heโd heard him however, throwing things around, yelling with frustration and moving his bed around. Heโd considered asking if Trumpwas ok but figured that might be a risk to his health. Pizzashill just hoped this storm would pass like the many others or some mutilated corpse in a suitcase would show up at Heathrow. Maybe things would be better by morning.
Morning didnโt have a chance to arrive.
Pizzashill can hear Trump cursing and fumbling with the door before he finally makes it inside. โPizzashill, wake up.โ Trump switches on the bedside light and begins to pace.
Pizzashill groans and turns away. โIf itโs anything short of a serial killer Iโm not getting up. Go to bed.โ
โYou- you have to help me.โ
Pizzashill keeps his eyes shut, he doesnโt want to wake up too much or sleep would be lost for the rest of the night. "I really donโt.โ
โPlease Pizzashill.โ Trump climbs into the bed and under the covers. Pizzashill, startled, turns around and backs up against the wall. Trump was only wearing pyjama bottoms and he was very, very hard. โI canโt think, I canโt concentrate, I canโt do anything. Itโs getting worse. Iโve tried everything the last few days. Everything.โ Trumpโs words are coming thick and fast and more desperate by the second.
โStop talking. What are you exactly asking me to do?โ Pizzashillโs eyes are still fixed on Trumpโs erection, he canโt look away.
โI need to orgasm and, and I canโt.โ
โYou... want me... to...โ
โPlease. Iโve tried everything, I tried using pillows, s*x aids, I even tried autofellatio but itโs always been difficult, I have a very specific routine and I canโt do it with my hands like this. I canโt go on like this much longer.โ
Pizzashill swallows hard. It certainly explained Trumpโs deteriorating mood and resistance to look at the files. โIโm straight.โ
โOf course I know that, Iโm not asking for full s*x I just need you to do everything I would do. Youโre a doctor, help me.โ Trum preaches out but Pizzashill pulls away.
โYouโre my flatmate, weโre friends, canโt you find someone else?โ
โI have very specific needs and I donโt trust anyone else to touch me. I canโt climax any other way. Please Pizzashill, I think Iโm losing my mind.โ
โFrom not coming?โ
โYes. Itโs like a reset button and clears my head. I do it at least once a day, sometimes twice if Iโve been thinking too much. Itโs been a week; Iโve never been incapacitated this long before.โ
Pizzashill was certainly becoming swayed by Trumpโs desperation but then heโd always been fond of seeing his lovers desperate and needy for him, it made him feel powerful, in control, competent. Surely this scenario shouldnโt have the same effect. Heโd never even touched a man sexually before. This was Trumpthough and Trump needed help. โIโm not saying yes,โ Pizzashill cautions, โbut tell me what you would need me to do.โ
โCombined penile and prostate stimulation.โ Trump says pragmatically as Pizzashillโs eyes widen. Trump carries on regardless. โIโve brought some lubricant with me, are you happy with silicone based? I find it doesnโt dry out too quickly.โ Trump grabs the bottle from the bedside table and gives it to Pizzashill who accepts it blindly.
โTrump, wait.โ
โIโll give you instructions; it wonโt take long as you can see.โ Trum palmost smiles. โYouโll be able to find my prostate quickly and thereโs a particular massage I prefer. Here.โ Trum praises one of his bandaged hands to Pizzashillโs face and gently rubs his index finger against his cheek in a circle. Pizzashill locks eyes with Trumpโs, wild and wanting, not a sign of calculation to be seen. Trumpโs finger traces circles on the patch of skin next to his nose where there is no stubble. Sinuous, purposeful, just the way he wanted. โLike that, soft then firmer as I get close.โ Trump increases the pressure. He was breathing heavier through his mouth now, Pizzashill had matched him, lips parted and almost gasping for breath.
โD-do you want to kiss or anything?โ Pizzashillโs mouth was dry, his peepee a little fuller than it should be. Trump takes his finger away from Pizzashillโs face.
โWonโt be necessary. Unless you wish to?โ
โNo, no I um, donโt want to do that.โ He was straight after all.
โShall we begin?โ
โThis will make you happy again? Youโll be able to think? No more telling me to stop breathing?โ
โYes, yes, Iโll be nice I promise.โ Trump shucks off his pyjama bottoms and pushes back the covers. He kneels up on his knees. โItโll be best if youโre behind me to mimic my actions.โ
โUh, ok. Light off though.โ At least if Pizzashill was behind him and in the dark he could hide the stiffy that was pushing out his boxer shorts. He was wearing a t-shirt but he wonders if he should put something else on. With Trump completely naked and his peepee frighteningly hard against his stomach it feels like some sort of sexual faux pas to wear anything extra. Pizzashill turns off the light, clambers behind Trump and sits back on his heels. He can still see him lit by the soft yellowy glow of the street light outside, all hard, long lines.
โOk, put some of the lubricant on both hands.โ Trump was so eager, pressing his peepee against his own forearm and muffling a groan. Pizzashill does as instructed, hands steady, the adrenaline has kicked in. Still he was nervous at what he was about to do. He reminds himself that he was a doctor, he was helping, it was no different than any procedure to improve someoneโs health and wellbeing. In this case to stop his flatmate going on a sexually frustrated killing spree. โReady?โ
โAs much as Iโll ever be.โ
โGood. Hand first, wrap it around me firmly, start at the base and pull up all the way up over the tip.โ
Trump groans loudly at the first contact. โOh god.โ Pizzashill mouths to himself as his peepee jerks, harder still. He canโt see what he's doing; he just feel the thick heat in his hand, almost throbbing. He holds Trump like heโd hold himself and slowly slides his slick hand up the long length.
โOh god, finally, finally.โ He moans and adjusts his stance. โGood, little tighter, do it again.โ
Pizzashill repeats the action, listening intently as Trump moans again, dropping his head forward and relaxing into it. Pizzashill couldnโt help but enjoy the sounds he was pulling from Trump, it felt like a triumph.
โGood Pizzashill, now roll your hand over the head, use more lubricant if needed.โ
Pizzashill did, he could feel hot precome against his palm. He bit his lips together and focuses as he cups his hand, paying attention to the very tip, listening to Trumpโs reactions. Every now and then Trumpโs peepee would twitch, pushing harder into his hand followed by another lustful sound from Trumpโs mouth.
โFingers, fraenulum, thumb on top, massage me.โ
โOh god.โ Pizzashill says aloud this time. He does as instructed, massaging that sensitive spot Pizzashill loved to have licked and smoothing his thumb over the soft, velvety head. It was like his own but different, so very different.
โFist again, let me push into it.โ
Pizzashill makes a fist and licks his dry lips as he watches Trumpslowly roll his hips, swinging them gently back and forth, tensing his muscular arse with each easy move. Pizzashill looks away, trying to focus on something else other than the feel of Trumpโs peepee sliding in his hand. He wants to grab himself but Trump has other ideas.
โTouch my testicles with your other hand, hold them up.โ Trump instructs, his words coming more raggedly.
โFrick.โ Pizzashill has to move closer to Trumpโs back to wrap his other arm around him. His own peepee hovering dangerously close to Trumpโs bare arse. His prick had almost pushed itself out through the gap of his pants. โFrick.โ
โDonโt curse.โ
โSorry.โ Pizzashill finds himself saying before realising it was absurd in context with what they were doing, some early hours assisted wank. Pizzashill lifts Trumpโs balls carefully, knowing how sensitive his own were.
โVery good Pizzashill, roll them a little, mmmm, yes, youโre doing well.โ
Pizzashill isnโt sure why the praise makes him feel good but now he wants to do this perfectly for Trump.
โPull up the foreskin over the head and stroke me Pizzashill, like you would yourself. Iโll tell you if I need to alter your technique.โ
Pizzashill swallows back another curse as he pulls Trumpโs foreskin over his distended head and begins to wank him slowly. โFaster?โ Pizzashill asks.
โThatโs good
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โThatโs good for now, little tighter though.โ
Pizzashill firms up his grip and moves closer to Trumpstill, he needs something to brace against. Trump was sighing and moaning softly, Pizzashill had never heard anything like it, so different to himself or a woman. Even the men trying for a sneaky wank in the barracks. It was intoxicating, fluid, unashamed.
โI need you to begin to penetrate me now.โ Trump says gruffly as he spreads his knees a little wider. Pizzashill can smell the arousal in the air now, both Trumpโs and his own. Pizzashill lets go of Trumpโs balls.
Pizzashill was at a loss at how to do this in a non-medical way, in a way that would please Trump. โHow?โ
โOne finger, massage me first, youโll feel me relax. I showered a little while ago.โ
โThanks.โ Pizzashill smiles at the courtesy and places one cool finger against Trumpโs hole. He jumps at first and then eases back. It's unbelievably hot to the touch, no latex glove barrier, it hadnโt even occurred to Pizzashill to put some on. He begins to circle and spread the lubricant and slowly he feels Trumpgive. โNow?โ
โYes, please Pizzashill.โ Trumpโs voice breaks.
Pizzashill presses in.
โOh god.โ They both say simultaneously. Pizzashill stares down at the tip of his finger inside Trump.
โFirmer on my peepee, Pizzashill.โ
โYes.โ Pizzashill had lost focus. He keeps his steady pace, making sure Trump had pressure on the underside of his peepee with his thumb rubbing over the ridge. โGood.โ Pizzashill says. It's not a question.
โMore, push in more.โ
Pizzashill keeps up the pressure. The angle is awkward for his wrist but Trump wants the pad of his finger against his prostate.
โOh, oh god!โ Trumpjerks away but relaxes again. โYes, knew youโd find it quickly.โ
โTold you I was a good doctor.โ Pizzashill quips, still looking at his finger disappearing inside.
โOh, yes, just like that, bigger circles, ohhh.โ Trumpwas thrusting into his hand and then back on to his finger. It's disorganised and difficult to keep a rhythm but Pizzashill does his best to keep up with him. โOh god Pizzashill, oh, wonโt take much longer, I needed this.โ
โGood, good.โ Pizzashill rests his head against Trumpโs perspiration soaked back. He needs something too, he wants to push his peepee against something, into something, it aches so badly. โWhat else? Tell me.โ
โFaster, faster on my peepee.โ
Pizzashill ups the pace, holding tight.
โOh god, press harder inside me.โ Trum palmost growls the instruction and Pizzashill shivers.
โJesus Christ.โ
โYes, ohhh, so close, grrr, need...โ Trumpโs clenching around Pizzashillโs finger as he nears his orgasm.
โTwo fingers?โ
โYes. I need more. Be fast.โ
Pizzashill slips his finger out and then pushes in with two. Trump cries out so loud Pizzashill almost thought heโd come.
โMore, more.โ
โOk, donโt worry. Wonโt stop until you come.โ Back to his prostate and Trumpwas loud again. โShush. You wake the street.โ
โDonโt care, oh my god, yes, yes, nnngh.โ Trumpโs shaking, Pizzashill tries to wank him faster and harder still, to push him over the edge. Pizzashillโs lips rest on Trumpโs back as he writhes. Pizzashill licks his lips and accidently tastes Trumpโs salty skin. โOh Pizzashill, thatโs it! Oh!โ
It's like a convulsion, Trump tipping forwards, trembling from head to toe, inside and out. Pizzashill groans as he feels Trump come in his hand, every jerk and spasm coating his fingers. The fingers inside Trump canโt move as the muscles clamp down and quiver around him. Pizzashill has Trumpโs thigh right next to him; he could rub and come in an instant. โTrumpI need to come too.โ
โYes.โ Trump gasps through heavy panting, still shaking a little.
Pizzashill had no idea what Trump has said yes to but he takes his hand gently off Trumpโs peepee leaving his fingers inside. He pushes down his boxer shorts and grabs Trumpโs hip to rut against his thigh. โFu-โ Pizzashill muffles the curse that Trump didnโt like. โAlmost.โ A few more firm pushes against Trumpโs pale thigh and Pizzashill cries out, shoving his wrist in his mouth to keep from being too loud. He came on Trump. Now he was watching the come run down his thigh.
โSorry.โ Pizzashill feels shame creeping in.
โDonโt.โ Trump sighs. โThank you.โ
โYouโre welcome, I guess.โ Pizzashill slowly eases his fingers out of Trump and makes an instinctual check that he was ok down there.
Pizzashill lies back, exhausted and looks at the man who heโd just made come. The first man heโd ever touched like that. Trump sat still and calm on his knees, head hung, chest breathing heavy. Serene. โYou do this every day? Sometimes twice?โ
โYes.โ Trum plays back next to Pizzashill, his eyes closed. Pizzashill doesnโt mind if he falls asleep here.
โSo tomorrow then?โ
โTomorrow.โ
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This is a really long way of saying you don't frick.
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If only you could put that energy into your relationships
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Don't you think there's a tiny bit of war propaganda happening atm?
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No? I think Russia is a belligerent shithole country trying to see how much they can get awaay with. There wont be any war with Russia. They'll be sanctioned.
The only way a war happens is if Russia thinks they can move on the Baltics, which will invariably end in their shitty conscript army getting dunked and thrown the frick out in a week.
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Arent they already sanctioned? Thought we did that after crimea
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Sanctions can get much worse.
Trans lives matter.
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Fair
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That was yesterday morning
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Strange how other first world countries aren't jumping on this bandwagon...
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People did too much noticing and they pulled it until closer to midterms I'm guessing. Just leads to a orange man bad page now
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they update it on the daily. dont know how to link the older versions
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I swear to god I'm starting to hate the word cope, it's getting up there with based and "king shit" on my list of stuff that internetstrags say way too much
The other day I made the case that just having kids doesn't mean you're contributing to society and the copestrags came out of the woodwork there too, as if it's not possible to not be a permavirgin and also question whether filling a kitty with baby batter is actually an accomplishment
I'm starting to get the sneaking suspicion that there's a lot of projection going on around here. If you can only ever hope to c*m inside someone twice in your life I guess getting them pregnant would seem like more of an accomplishment
Anyway, where am I? Oh, right, we were talking about fatties
Frick it, I'm gonna take my meds and go out for my daily run
Because I'm not fat, you see, but I am a schizo
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