S.D.R. Fiat
It was all he had on, his driving fetish that he loved to flaunt the younger rat wore a similar raincoat, yellow with red wellies on, the boots sporting a padded top and laces tied neatly.
Snows of Colossus: Part 2
Part 1: https://www.sofurry.com/view/1675100 part 3: https://www.sofurry.com/view/1677064 warning tags: m/m, small-dom-big-sub, footplay, hypnosis, tickling, violence (not in sex), bondage **eleven** _you know
Sweet Syrup
Syrup climbed up and sat down on top of me. he leaned down, and pressed his lips against mine. i put my hand on his back and gently rubbed it, while syrup licked his small tongue against my lips.
Showing the Apprentice his Might
Both men were scantily clad as they journeyed up to the top of cleyra, chests bare and dripping sweat, a heavy, unwashed and earthly musk surrounding them. anyone who dares go near them will surely get a big whiff of that musk.
Protocol Alpha-Sigma: Stage 3
This was the cock of a man that belonged at the top, the shaft of someone that needed, deserved to rule over people. he could take that up his ass and find his place. that would not be that big a deal...
Teaching Francis a Harsh Lesson
When in the privacy of their own home, it was rare that tesla would allow francis to wear any sort of clothing...but at the moment, the small, flowing skirt of black pleats that hung around his waist completely covered his length, and even if he were fully
Not your usual sub story...
big, beefy, hung top, but shy. so how does a shy top go about trying to find someone to breed? nice short little story. hope you all enjoy! who you are is just as important as who you present yourself to be.
A Small Choice To Make
He groaned as he felt a lick on his cheek and he opened his eye to see a green dragon sitting on top of him, grinning mischievously.
Out Of The Bag
But in his mind, if someone would truly love him, they would forgive his small ruse. he wore his best flannel shirt, while clearly overdoing his fur on top of head, using probably too much hair gel.
Small Comfort (OLD)
With some unease, ian shed his coat at the tod's urging, but he hung it in such a way that the two handguns he kept stashed in it were still hidden well.
Governess of the Mountain
Despina raised her arms up, as if pleading the stone ceiling for answers, "what will become of the bothersome, big, mean brute that was far too clever for his own good?"
Chapter 6 - Introductions and introspections
small cock, small meals and always the short end of the stick for everything. "how big was your father compared to you?"