The Auction
.** ** the evil digimon - an elvis-type man in a monkey suit, also has a stuffed monzaemon attached to him - began to masturbate tai's little dick until it erected.
School Days
elvis introducing himself to the rabbits. i saw the blue screen of death, coming through my computer like....voices, pounding in my brainwaves, all in the sea of life. "holy shit!"
Toni's Diary Entry #5 - The Case of the Missing Church Pants
Among those things were some halloween costumes such as elvis presley or darth vader. since i was the one who took out the trash in the house, i would take those costumes along with some other ugly shirts i didn't like, and i would just throw them away.
Reunited and it Feels so Good
We go to an elvis impersonator and get hitched?" "can you think of something better? after all, you're too young to do it any other way." she smirked. "too young? hmmmm. well, maybe and maybe not.
Sniper
The sweat rolling down his fat face, past the elvis style sunglasses to be soaked up by his collar and distasteful tie. perfect "send it." oscar said flatly.
Wrapped in Piano Strings
The mountain goats the moldy peaches elvis costello ben folds we would claim as our influences. it was all just music. we were inseparable.
Frisky Business Part Two
There it was, that elvis smile again. "well, maybe so." he knew she did.
Tango on the dance floor, Part 1
You bought me a drink, but the thing is i have never been hit on by another male, especially not another doberman, so i'm kind of new at this" my pointed ears perk up at the sound of what was being said, i decide to go for broke, in the words of elvis
The Long Haul
Get your pack stowed and get up front, elvis." he blinked after her as she drifted up towards the cockpit. "elvis?" ruben muttered to himself, having to brace his back to really slam that cabinet closed until it latched. "where did she get elvis from?"
Kyt at the Museum
He shuddered, "fuck it... when i get to the other side, i'm gonna tell elvis he ain't no king... i got ate by the real king!" he ground back against bajir's face, moaning and letting go.
Ball-Shaped Objects - Greetings
elvis presley?" "we don't talk about him," the red panda replied curtly, "it doesn't look good on tourist brochures." "ha!" the tiger sounded genuinely amused, much to hinrich's surprised. "beep-beep-beep!"
I'll Have a Blue (Balled) Christmas Without You (NC 17 BMfM fanfic)
:) and apologies to elvis's ghost for the title... kind of an experiment for me, mostly to see if i could write a really hot masturbation story. let me know if i succeeded? :d (btw, angst warning) disclaimer -- i don't own biker mice from mars.