Stud Dad
Maverick stood under the showerhead, letting the almost painfully hot water gush over him, soothing his exhausted muscles. The day's practise had been especially rough; with a big game scheduled for the following week, the coach had pushed them extra...
Fair's Fair
"Yeah, suck my fat dick, daddy-o..." Cebrin spluttered and choked, trying to breathe around the monstrous tube of flesh blocking his throat. He looked up at Billy with tears in his eyes, but his son either didn't notice or didn't care. Probably the...
Evening Shift
I was sitting outside in the communal office recreation area, eating my lunch, when my phone moaned at me. I paused, looking at it lying on the table in front of me. My heartbeat sped up. The moan was the sound I'd configured it to make when I got...
Midnight Snack
His breathing was soft and regular, a quiet susurration in the night. The curtains were pulled open, and moonlight streaming in made the white fur of his muzzle seem to glow with a cool light. With his face resting on its side, only a single ear poked...
CFTV Commission Notice
Dear Mr. Jameson, Thank you once again for attending the meeting to discuss your proposal of a documentary following indigenous tribes of the world which you entitled _"The Hidden World of Tribes"_ (working title). It was most educational to hear...
Tight Fit
"Oh, sorry!" I grimaced inwardly, but gave a weak smile and a nod of forgiveness to the sergal standing in front of me. I couldn't even reach down to rub the spot where they'd - presumably accidentally - kicked my shin. Asshole. I couldn't...
Fucked in the Woods
Go for a hike, they said. It'll be fun, they said. Adam would have sworn, if his teeth weren't chattering so much. The storm had swept in from nowhere. He'd been some distance from his camp, gathering firewood and following a seemingly endless...
Hello, Neighbour
The wolf pushed the two of them into the closet and pulled the slatted wooden door shut behind us. The air was warm - the boiler was right behind the back wall - and smelled of the stallion's son's clothes. Hutch's shirts and pants hung all about us,...
The Cat's Meow
The cat's wrists chafed unpleasantly against the restraints. He tried to lift his body higher to relieve the pressure, but as it was, his toes only barely touched the ground. The room itself was dark and smoky. He could barely make anything out beyond...
Keeping Secrets
Brett had left the lights off, and the door didn't squeak when opened, so when Alexander pushed it open, his guest didn't even raise his head. The massive fjord stallion was on all fours next to the guest bed, his clothes in a pile on the duvet. His...
Comes the Hunter
When the hunter finally returned, the torches were all but burned out. The villagers kindled them back to brightness, pressing forward with equal parts fear and eagerness. ogling the stallion. He looked rather different than when he'd set out that...
Where the Wild Things Are
Inja stared out of the tour bus window, watching the savannah bouncing past as they trundled along the rough dirt road. The fans above his seat whined, doing their best to keep the heat under control, but failing. The wild dog flicked at his face now...