Hard Time

#1 of hard time hard time by: beefy the bull a man does 'hard time' in prison.

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The Sleep over

I touched his chest, feeling the toned muscles under his pelt. we were rubbing our cocks together, quietly breathing, and doing what felt right.

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Swim Team

I stepped between his thick muscled thighs. "now just settle down on your knees... yeah like that." he said as his had guided me to the floor. "look, i just-" i started. "want the key, i know."

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The Ultimatum

He was all muscle. not over sized slabs of muscle on a weight lifter, but the refined lithe form of a fighter. just almost 7 foot tall, and then horns. as he was done pulling the singlet off and tossed it on the bench.

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Fuzzy Logic

#2 of fuzzy logic jason's flight part 1: fuzzy logic by: beefy the bull ...

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I'm not gay!

Marcus thought it was cool that his chosen gym routine was the same as such a buff guy. it inspired him to keep going.

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Minotaur Masseuse 2

'trageus strong-house the ii - manager' his blood ran cold... he turned quickly and opened the door to leave, but was confronted with a doorframe framing a wall of muscular pecs and abs, covered with the fuzzy treasure trail of a brown and white bull.

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The Shifting

I gasped and shouted with every push of his powerful muscles, with his every bestial growl.

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Enslavement Ritual

A Record of enslavement in 1762 There are very few accessible direct records of Pre-Imperial Ur society, so one such rare document is an eyewitness account written by a Englishman who witnessed the Enslavement Ritual, and wrote of it: “… and so...

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The Rutting

I could smell the strong, over powering male musk. ... a tau's musk was never this strong unless... he was in rut. "what do you want?" i asked shakily, looking around for some one that might help me. i already knew the answer.

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Genesis

He ripped the robe from his back and offered it cautiously to the god, keeping his face low as to not offend the very tall and muscular deity.

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