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trash mod ([personal profile] trash_mod) wrote in [community profile] biotrash2014-03-19 04:11 pm


Stars, hide your fires;
Let not light see my black and deep desires

- bioshock trash crew proverb




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Welcome to the Bioshock kink meme.

You can find a semi-frequently-updated list of prompts, with links and an indication of whether they've been filled, here at the index.

it is a kink meme. people anonymously (or not) request fic and pictures; other people anonymously (or not) write that fic and draw those pictures. everyone masturbates, peace is achieved.

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Andrew Ryan fucks someone with a golf club

(Anonymous) 2014-03-21 05:52 pm (UTC)(link)
It doesn't have to be het but that would be so novel considering the fuckery posted here, lol

Re: Andrew Ryan fucks someone with a golf club

(Anonymous) 2014-03-22 05:21 am (UTC)(link)
im into this

Re: Andrew Ryan fucks someone with a golf club

(Anonymous) 2014-04-03 07:20 pm (UTC)(link)
a nine (inch) iron. someone get on this~!

That's Not How You Play Golf,Andrew.

(Anonymous) 2014-05-17 07:01 pm (UTC)(link)
So I felt like filling out a request. It might not be long at all but I feel it might be good to a prompt out of the way. I apologize in advance if it isn't good to your liking...


Ryan picked out a 5 Iron from his collection. It had lost it's metal shine but it was one of the clubs he's had since he could remember,years before Rapture. This club to him though,was perfect,especially for tonight.

A smile grew one his face has he looked back to his desk. Bent over it was Sinclair. Sinclair had his hands tied behind him with his own tie and his pants were down on the ground, showing off his fat ass for the world to see. One would think he was positioned like this against his will, but it was quite the opposite. Even though Ryan and him bickered about crap, he didn't mind the fact that Ryan was able to make him moan like a slut while cursing like a sailor. Even knowing him for so long, Ryan still had some tricks up his sleeve to make this occasional tension fueled sex never boring. Sinclair couldn't see or tell what he had planned, this made him clench up in anticipation.

Ryan walked to the pudgier man as a smile grew on his face. "Spread your legs." he says in a stoic tone. He doesn't want to show any affection toward this greedy fatass but deep down, he was getting off on making this "gentleman" stupid from pleasure. He grabs a small bottle of vegetable oil that Sinclair snatched from one of the restaurants they both were at earlier and pours it over the head of the club. Lubed up enough, he guides the head close Sinclair's entry and Sinclair himself feels the the coldness of the club's metal. It sends a shiver up his spine but he knows why Ryan is going with idea and lets out a short exhale in ease.

The head pressed against Sinclair's hole which is followed by a small gasp. Sinclair eases himself enough that the 5 Iron's tip goes in with the oil helping it make it painless. The tip is followed by the half of the of club now in his ass and he's biting his plump lips and shifts about. Ryan is pleased by the scene in front of him, so is the hard on he's sporting. This is shortly interrupted by the southern gents plea.
"More..." Ryan smile turned into a grin. Sure it was his plan to continue but he wanted Sinclair to beg for it.
"More what?"
"The cl-club."
"How much?"
"T-the whole t-thing.."
A small chuckle was his response but he complied. He slowly pushes the head in, this time, using his fingers to aid him. This makes Sinclair's eye roll back with a goofy smile on his face. With the club's head now fully in, he wiggles the club around in Sinclair's ass , rubbing against his prostate. Sinclair shouts out some expletives in that that southern drawl of his,blinded by pleasure. Ryan always thought it was funny how he sounded ridiculous swearing but it was the thing to get him more hot and bothered than just the act of humiliating Sinclair. He's sweating bullets from holding back from treating himself and focuses on Sinclair.

It doesn't take that much longer for Sinclair to finally cum, releasing some streams and lies in a small pool of his drool with a happy dumb look on his face. He can't do much but try to catch his breath, he is spent. Ryan pulls the club out of his aching hole, cleans it off. He sits behind this desk as Sinclair still twitching and exhaling deeply. Ryan unzips his trousers and proceeded to jerk himself off.
"Heh, never gets boring,huh Sinclair?"