Rexville 2: Tuesday
A twunk? the exposed tawny-brown arms showed it, his compressing tank top showed off the cleavage of a contoured and defined chest, and his waist and abdomen, well, it was well hidden but could tell he was in good shape. “hi, robin, just in time.”
Rexville 2: Wednesday
But that damned twunk body of his was the real deal. he was feeling guilty that he wanted a piece of him in plain sight and cop a feel deviously without getting to know him better.
Jock Toy
This could have been years ago now...and anyway, his little twunk playthings didn't prove anything. sal could do whatever he wanted--and that horse had just permanently fucked his chance to get a taste of sal.
Snow Dawgs. Chapter Fourteen.
The twunk of a man was almost as scrawny as hunter was. sure, they were bigger than me being canine-americans, but that still wasn’t saying much. “let’s just air it all out now. get it out there. no reason to beat around the bush.”
Apex City - Work For It
She had also slept pinned between the atlas-like figure of the supervillain and his toned twunk of a pet. she spent much of the next day similarly fawned over by the couple.
Blood & Chrome: Recollections
Edward or eddie as he preferred was a twunk-looking kangaroo with greyish fur and white front, his hair was dyed in the colors of the rainbow, even his pit and crotch hairs, a few facial piercings, couple of nipple rings, and even a pa.
A Tale of Two Pin-ups
The 5'11", masculine twunk of a mid-20s caucasian man had short light-brown hair, pulled back into a bun. a tasteful bit of stubble was smattered across his butt chin.
Sneak Peek - Three of a Kind
Stephen used to be quite the lean twunk, but now he was their pudgy, butter ball, soft boy. a healthy lair of chub had formed on his gut, pushing out his sweater.
Warehouses and Consequences Pt. 3
I'm still my same old flat-chested, twunk self. i just how have something else for master to use..." "are you gonna complete it?" "ahh~ polo! so many questions you have for my pets huh?"
Three of a Kind
Stephen used to be quite the lean twunk, but now he was their pudgy, butter ball, soft boy. a healthy lair of chub had formed on his gut, pushing out his sweater.
Why are the Demons HOT?!
Why are the Demons HOT? Chapter 1 Consciousness returned not as a gentle dawn, but as a snapped rubber band. One moment, there was the screech of tires, a flash of blinding light, and the absurdly specific regret of not clearing his browser history....