Roadside Horsecock

Sighing with relief, alex gave his cock a couple of good shakes to get any lingering drops out of his urethra, promptly starting to stuff his junk back inside his underwear once he was done.

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Junkyard Love, part 1 (Breaking Boundaries)

"it's just that damn dog again, digging holes, and hiding behind piles of junk." "just be careful, cause the dog might be dangerous." "ok dad, i will," said remy, as he walked away, passing up tall heaps of junk along the way.

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Bully or Buddy, Part 4

"hey bitch, get suckin' or lose your junk" again he takes my shaft back into his muzzle, he reminds me of his order as i feel another bite, and so i'm forced to comply.

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Donor Card: Exhibition

Even if mike just wanted the feel of him, the physicality of his junk. it made him feel special, desirable, wanted, if just for a minute. it was also fun in a way, losing control like that.

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Dragon's Keeper

After hauling the junk for what felt like hours, i dropped the final broken lamp into the bin outside. stepping back inside, i went to apartment four and knocked gently.

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Sal's Meals: A Dog Eat Dog

He knew he needed to keep his junk, to be a male, but... but more than that, he needed to see his cock become part of sal's.

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The Simple Things. Chapter Nineteen.

I blushed and looked away, coughing into my hand and trying not to appear too obvious that i had been, indeed, checking out his junk. i thought richard was big. "and when you do."

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Deltarune: Ralsei's Capture

He stepped towards the smaller male, his junk swinging about along with his movements, little ralsei trying his best not to look at them, his cheeks burning bright pink.

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Poker Night 3

Seth held up his friends junk, mikey's in his left hand and will's in his right. both of his friends blushed.

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Wrestling with Change - Chapter 7

He could still feel the weight of trick's head resting heavily on his junk. just the mere thought of what he had experienced caused his dick to twitch again.

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The Time With Bronto Thunder

My horned-up mind works overtime, and i don't know if it's for protection, or to keep his junk at bay. taking a deep breath, i get just a small hint of his scent, pushing me further.

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Gimme Some Now

Do you even get hard when you imagine someone face down and ass up on a bed, their tail raised and showing off their junk and a hot little wrinkled pucker winking at you?

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