The City IX
He stood and walked to the window, arms folded behind his back as he scanned the city and smiled, naming the monuments. _the arena... the mainstreet... palace hill... now where's the eye of the gods?
Twinks Across America: Ch. 40 - Maryland
By the time that i could visit each interesting monument, statue, or culturally significant building, it would already be my fiftieth birthday. speaking of birthdays, it happened to be the lucky day for a certain twink.
Agony. 3
She forced cities to build monuments three miles high in her honor, enslaving the entire populace with the proxy rule of her champion spawn. each champion more depraved then the last. all except one.
Twinks Across America: Ch. 21 - Illinois
A literary monument to my hookups and the gay lads happy enough to let me fuck them in each region of the massive country. "how about 'twinks from around america'?" john suggested. "or how about 'twinks from around the world' for its sequel?"
Twinks Across America: Ch. 15 - South Dakota
A part of me wished for a high-quality cruising shag somewhere around the old monument, or at least a decent handjob by a fellow pervert, but unfortunately, the number of tourists made a chance encounter for a semi-public hookup almost impossible.
Fish in a Barrel
They both die in seconds, the first one in a mess of blood when the albatross flexes a clawed toe and impales it between the shoulders; the other suffers and strains until the bird's monumental mass turns it into a paste bound by a sack of skin.
One Night at Pigg's
Pigg ground his monumental rear against the entombed youth's face, squealing low commands in his graveled, piggy voice as he did so: "breathe that in, boy. feel that hot flesh pressing all around you. that's what you want, ain't it.
A Great Offering to the Temple and Its Guards
They eventually ended up on the other side of the towering monument. the guard barracks were nested between the storage room and the exterior walls.
Lost Paradise
He shook his head and dismissed the uninvited urge, but still felt the monument was worth documenting. the avian retrieved their phone and took a picture, hoping it would interest some anthropologist somewhere.
Fate Comes to Call - Fifth Sign
With a monumental effort, cassandra's teeth pinching her nipple and making the oversensitive vixen gush, the marestallion pulled back and thrust forward again with a window shaking \*smack\*. then shi did it again. and again! and \*again\*!
Gadgetzan: We Aim to Please
The shaman was clearly -very- annoyed by this point, completely disregarding the monumental-night-elf-in-the-room now, despite the continued, room-shaking snoring.
Laundry Day
I searched for words, some way to get out of this, some means for all my fancy eloquence to dig me out of the monumental shitpile i had dug for myself. "ahhh..ahh...it's not what it looks like." _congratuatlions brain.