‘I would like to pour melted butter on Jacob Frye. Imagine him, tied up on a bed of mashed potatoes, narrating everything that’s being done to him, describing the feeling of being a buttered Frye… it’ll be hard not to slip off him later… when he’s filling me with his “gravy.”’
Confession [x]
Never forget ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)
‘I want to drag Jacob to my bed, press my lips against his, moaning as I undo his tie and unbutton his green vest, sliding his coat, vest and white shirt off. I want to slid off his red sash and unbuckle his belts. I want to slide his boots off. I want to pull his pants down, caressing his thigh with my finger as I move back towards his underwear. I want to rip it off, see his cock, his smug face. I want to hear him moan my name, whisper it. I want to give him love and I want him to give it back.’
Confession [x]
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(This is the extension of this confession.)
Confession [x]
‘I’m sorry if this is another Jacob Frye confession, but I believe that the reason Jacob was leading the 57% of fangirls means that he has high sex appeal. I mean, hot damn, with his cocky personality, he’ll take you on any day, screaming and whispering your name with his hot accent.’
‘Just really want one Jacob Frye bound and gagged in my bed, thank you.’
‘I think I’m bi and since Jacob is bi too, I imagine us experimenting a lot. Sometimes he takes me to a stripclub with female strippers, and I return the favor by taking him to a stripclub with male strippers. We have a lot of fun there watching those hot people dance. After that we take a hot female (or male) with us and we have a sexy threesome together. He watches me while I fuck another girl. I fuck her very nice and slowly while Jacob fucks me from behind. God, this is so hot. <3′
“I feel like Jacob would make a really good BFF or fuck buddy. He’d probably tease and irritate the hell out of you a lot of the time, but if you were sad and needed a shoulder to cry on or a good pounding, he’d be there for you. Immediately.”
A good pounding a day, keeps the dottore away… or so they say.
~Claudia
Confessed by: swiggle-muffin
[X]
“I imagine an orgy, with my 3 favourite assaSINS: Jacob, Arno & Ezio, as I am a dancing just for them, and they want to satisfy me equally, but I can’t decide who might be the best…”
[X]
“Jacob could order me to suck his cock in an alleyway in broad daylight and I’d go down on my knees without a second thought. He’d pet my head and tell me what a good girl I am and I’d purr under his touch, eager to please him. Then he’d hold my head with both hands in a tight grip and fuck my mouth until his cum is roping down my throat. I’d be struggling to breathe as I hold on to his thighs while shocked onlookers watch. I’ve never wanted anything in my mouth more than this man’s cock.”
Confessed by: echydna
[X]
‘“Forgive me Father for I have sinned.” “Confess your sins my child.” “I keep having these wild fantasies about a man. Whenever he touches me, my mind is going wild. I want him so badly.” Silence. “Who is the man you are referring to?” “My Mentor.” “Do you care giving more details concerning the fantasies you’re referring to?” That’s when it strikes me. The muffled voice sounds vaguely familiar. It can’t be. The door of the confessional booth opens and Jacob stands in front of me. My face is on fire. He grabs my waist with both hands and whispers to my ear in a low voice: “Care to develop about these dirty fantasies of yours? I have every intention to fulfill every one of them.“ And that’s when I woke up from my dream…’