Upward
His angle gave brad a great side view of the bulge his sheath made in the front of the underwear. brad admired it as his ears heated with blush, thinking to himself that it was nearly as big as paul's bulge. "brad?"
Sky and Sea
He looked over at brad, waggling his eyebrows.
The New Roommate
With one final thrust, he pushed himself in and sprayed his seed inside brad. feeling his ass fill with cum was too much for brad, and he too, felt his seed pour over his stomach and the bed.
Thoughts
He wanted to buy brad dinner, because he wanted to buy brad dinner.
No Fur No Fun PT. 15 Night
brad- don't be so dramatic josh, i'm not even asking for money the rest of the night was eventful but after dealing with brad it felt like nothing.
Party Crasher
Came the confused snarl from this brad. val wasn't about to give up on the idea now that he had it in motion. leaping up, he somehow managed to vault the bed, bouncing off brad's back as he did.
Unjust Love. A Shepherd's Love. Part Eleven.
“brad ley, brad ley, brad ley. it just rolls off the tongue.” tan colt growled out as if it were a mantra as he worked over the human’s thick mass with his skilled digits.
Wednesday
brad said as he pulled into the driveway. "really?" cody asked as his ears perked up. "yeah." brad said as he bit his bottom lip. brad always had trouble discussing anything with karen.
Pathological Complications
His nose brushed against brad's... ...but that was all. hooo boy... brad inhaled slowly, and then blew it out in a huff. mortimer was slowly beginning to blush. he pulled his arms from around brad's neck, putting them behind his back.
Brotherly Talk
"brad?" he is greeted with silence. "must be sleeping then." josh then closes and locks the door behind him. he heads upstairs and walks to brads' room. as silently as he could, he opens brads' door. brad is fast asleep on his bed.
Are We Not Men?
brad snorted at _th__at_ irony. hell, he had to get to that math homework... grumbling, brad set a course for the library.
Not Your Average Gym - Chapter Four: Prologue
His sleeves tore clean off, unable to handle the monsters that were brad's biceps.