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Dubcon meme

This meme is one big bastion of potential triggers, and this is your warning.Whether it gets awkward and painful or if it goes perfectly smooth, generally speaking the basic fundamentals of sex are the same: there are two (or more) attracted parties who both decide to act on that attraction. If there's not attraction involved, there's

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John found himself breathless, feeling Dean thrusting against his touch. "What? Should I stop?" He asked before dipping his hand deeper before hearing Dean plea, "..Dean--wait Dean..." He whispered as he leaned back to look into his eyes, "Don't worry...I told you that I'd fucking help. And I will. John felt a shaky breath coming out of his mouth, scared a bit, "I don't fucking mind..." He was scared though, remembering and the reminder of how big Dean's cock was under his touch. "Shit hold on, let me get out of these..." He pulled his slippery hand out of Dean's pants and began to unbuckle his pants, acting fast as possible as he began to tug down his pants under Dean. "Shit..." He looked up at Dean, "Hang in there Dean." He muttered as he got out of his pants and stopped for a moment, his hand hooked around his boxer before looking at Dean and shaking out a breath before tugging it down, feeling Dean's jean brush against his cock as he couldn't get the rest of his pants out, having them hang around his right ankle as he reached down and began to help Dean take off his pants too.

"One step at a time Dean." He whispered breathlessly, slowly leaning close before looking up at Dean, "..." His hand still tugging down and pulling Dean's pants down for his better comfort, "You're going to be fine Dean. Don't you fucking worry about me. Okay?" John grinned and reached down to stroke Dean's cock, "Don't hold back Dean, alright? This is for your fucking good. To get you fucking better." He buried his head against the crook of Dean's neck, glancing down at his cock, "...I'm...I'm just here to fucking help you cum Dean...what are friends for...?" John really didn't know what friendship was but god--if it meant that he could still have Dean as a friend? He would go far lengths to help him with anything from this even as to other things--John didn't care. Dean did so much for him and continued to do so, this wouldn't mean much compared to the amount Dean did for him, "...I'm always here to fucking help you out Dean..." He whispered as he continued to stroke Dean's throbbing erection while breathing now against his ear, wanting to provoke Dean enough so that he didn't hold back, he wanted him to feel better soon, regardless of what he had to personally go through. To John, this would just be another way of testing his strength--his endurance, what came with it would be something else to John--who knows what.