Behind the Knot
Contains: micro, somnophilia, twink on twink relationship, sheefs, genital exploration, accidental/unaware cock vore, endosoma, morning wood, casual rutting between boyfriends, knotting, unaware prey transfer/anal vore, stuck tied and trapped in a messy spot
The Morning After
#3 of tutoring sessions after a night of hot wild sex, what better way to start the day then to take care of your morning wood by fucking some more? here's the third installment to the tutoring sessions series.
Space Station Shashka
He could feel his morning wood retreating back into his sheath. he waited for his erection to fully fade before he relaxed his bladder.
the royal guard
He looked at my morning wood and even stared a while, not just a good look to see if there was anything on there that shouldn't be.
Best Friends Find Love
Jakes shorts were soaked with precum and he had his morning wood. but jake was not so called hunk he was short at 5, 6 and was heavyset but had good muscle strength in his arms.
Best Friends Find Love
Jakes shorts were soaked with precum and he had his morning wood. but jake was not so called hunk he was short at 5, 6 and was heavyset but had good muscle strength in his arms.
I Was Never Gay Part 3
He still sported a hint of morning wood, and i wasn't going to let that fade, particularly with the day that i was now facing.
What Could Go Right? Chapter 4
Sticking out of his lounge pants though, was eight inches of his morning wood. dill's fur looked like it got darker, and he looked to the time. it was seven twenty four, his alarm would go off soon.
Taking Charge
She was happy that she got her morning wood taken care of. "brianne, this is common with big folk like myself." ziggs said, patting her back. "might want to go take another shower."
Wake Up Call
"hmm, morning sexy" the muscular brown horse said in a sultry voice, his sheath throbbing with the morning wood it held back.
Max Musk
Max standing in pajama pants, tented with morning wood. he nods, scratching atop his head. he was lifting up his deodorant off his desk with the narrator's statement, then tosses it back.
Decisions - Prologue
Sighing to himself he looked down at his boxers, vocalizing the same low loveable chuckle as he saw the evidence of his rest: morning wood. "could use a good pawing session i suppose." he mumbled to himself.