Near reminds me of Red Stripe for some reason
wait, is OPs pic Nia, or Near, It says Nia, and the eyes are Nia's... but it looks Near.
Good job. Your contribution to this thread has been invaluable.
A Nia is fine too.
MOTHERFUCK WHICH ONE IS IT ANONYMOUS?! NIA OR NIA? SHIT! WHAT DO WE DO?! IT CAN'T POSSIBLY BE BOTH! WHICH THE FUCK IS IT?! OH MY GOD. OH. MY. GOD.
Quit with the moon speak.
WHEN I WAS A
OLD SCHOOL NIA FANART
Yay, Nia appears!
I love you, double lines sliding P.
wtf? blue > near
If Near is fat and Nia is anorexic, would a cross of the two have a healthy physique?
>>10115410 blue > near
（ ´_ゝ`） "......."
Anorexia is moe
Mai chubby waifu is moe.
The BAAAAAAAAAAWing classic.
Near in Katakana is spelled ニア, or "Nia".
Such an awkward boy. ♥ A virgin fresh for the plucking.
Near would wear a red playboy bunny outfit complete with flesh-colored pantyhose. It'd barely cover his cute, pink tits. Oh, and he'd have his hands up against the wall while bent over. He would be half-pissed and half-embarassed.
First, I would foreplay a bit and press my erection against where his entrance would be and rub my cock between his clothed cheeks, occasionally copping a feel of his delicious little ass.
And then I'd thumb his dick through the cloth until he wet his outfit with precum. All the while he'd tremble from the touch and try to keep from getting too excited. I'd spank his ass a couple of times and he'd wince a bit and bitch at me since he'd be so humiliated by it.
Finally, I'd slide the panty area of the bunny suit away from his hole and tear the surrounding pantyhose, revealing his milky skin. Slowly, I'd penetrate his vulgar hole and he'd whimper and make a cute little face as I'd fill his ass up with my cock.
Then, holding his petite waist, I'd mercilessly fuck him, audibly slamming that snarky ass of his while he'd writhe and buck his hips onto my cock, moaning and gasping. Precum would drip from his clothed erection. And I'd be hitting his sweet spot over and over and over again. His cute little anus would both try to suck me inside and push me out.
At last, he'd cum with a cute wail gripping tightly onto the wall and soaking his outfit. Meanwhile, I'd fill him to the brim with semen which would slowly leak out of his freshly-fucked sex and sully his pantyhose-covered thighs and legs. His pinkened face would be so sweet and wanting. And, I'd trail kisses up his spine, eventually kissing his slightly chapped lips. The kiss would deepen as I'd worship his hot little mouth.
heh, a sidenote: it's nearly 7 AM here in Finland and I'm finishing a 12h shift. I read the last 4 books of Death Note and didn't need coffee at all.
tl;dr: Death Note > coffee
With him seated on my lap, facing away from me, I unbutton his shirt and caress his chest, massaging his nipples, teasing, pulling, rubbing, clockwise, counter-clockwise, up and down, left and right until his own erection becomes visible. Near's breath consisting of shallow, discordant breaths, yet his chest rose up and down uniformly. His face was now flush with lust.
He looked so cute.
I explore his mouth with my own, lightly nibbling on his lips and drawing out his tongue. His saliva tasted so sweet.
Then I grab his erection and rub as hard and fast I can while he helplessly yelps, moans and writhes in pure sexual bliss. He no longer has any semblance to the cool, calculated boy he once was. In futility, he grabs my hands as I continue to vigorously massage his erection. His moans now become gasps and his yelps, cries. I bring him close to climax before I let go. He hungrily whimpers and thrusts into the air while I hold his hands in place to keep him from satisfying himself.
The denial of sexual satisfaction causes several tears to adorn his cheeks.
Then, I slam him hard against the floor, facing me, and violently and sloppily kiss him, consuming his tears, feeling his hot, shallow breath against my cheeks.
Finally, I tear off his pants and pull down his boxers, revealing his erection. I trail his thighs with sloppy, wet kisses. In response he whimpers, erraticly thrusting into the air.
I step back and admire the lusty pale boy that lay before me. His chest quickly rising up and down like some frightened animal, his lips slick with our kisses, and his face blanketed with a pink blush. He really did look so cute.
I have fapped to this SO MANY TIMES
Then, I coat my fingers in lube and enter him with my pointing finger as he cries out in pain. Another finger; the index. He madly alternates between cries and pants. His body writhing intensely and his entrance twitching. I gently plant kisses on his chest. Finally, I insert the ring finger. His cries reverberate throughout the room and tears stream down his cheeks. Worried, I asked him if he's okay. He nods lazily, his face polluted with sexual desire. I explore his entrance noting the tightness and the warmth while he desperately clings to the linoleum tile.
I withdraw my fingers and push his legs far back so that they're hovering over his body, and his feet, socks still in-tact, nearly set beside his shoulders. Finally, I position myself and penetrate the boy as he lets out a slow, sexy gasp. He feels so warm and tight, I nearly come right there. Slowly, I thrust into him. Whimpers and breathy gasps escape his pink, supple lips.
I decide to go faster.
Near's back arches as I rhythmically and quickly pump into his tight, quivering entrance.. His cries sound so cute and his mouth now making a cute 'O' shape. Gasps, moans, and the contact between our skin is all that I can hear. I pump harder and faster and he cries out louder and louder until I finally come inside of him, seed spilling out onto the floor. His own fluids decorate his chest--now rising up and down.
I pull out of him and caress his cheeks before chastely kissing his forehead and then his lips.