Hidden Talents (By Andarius)
I fucking love leg day. Grueling, relentless and awesome, it's the most important day of the week for all bodybuilders, beginners and champions alike. Sure, a wide back or a thick chest are impressive, but if you build a solid foundation below your...
Choice Words (By Andarius)
"Open up, boy," I growl, feigning my impatience. Like I need to; the kid is so damned eager, he'd basically torn my jock off in a mad scramble. Feh - fuck the preamble. Sometimes you just need to get your rocks off and you don't give a shit how....
Show Me That Butthole
He entered as gracefully as a five foot eight cougar could, threaded muscles slamming the door to the shared dormitory with an almighty crash. On the field, the quarterback was a star athlete, fast and light on his footpaws but terrifyingly strong,...
Like Rabbits
A year ago today I met Kris. It was supposed to be my sister's wedding. After a couple of years of dating, Randall had finally popped the question. No doubt they had been doing the speeches at the reception when I'd left, maybe cutting the cake even....
S5: Gobble Gobble
Alex had seen them over the week before. They were a loud duo, always making themselves known whenever they came in. From what he'd heard, this wasn't even the gym they attended - they'd been forced out of their regular for renovations. Alex only...
Dawn Falling: Prologue
An early noon of chipper spirit did not expect the tale that would unfold that day. On a farm, isolated in itself from even the nearby village, was a peaceful solitude of a tiny community. Owned by the affluent and eccentric professor who had swept in...
Dawn Falling: I
The smell of smoke stung the air with its tinges of blue-grey and wisped up through the expansive trees that shrouded a canopy over the camp. Morning sunlight streamed through the open areas and basked the ground in sweeping rays of early heat, gracing...
Ultimate Control
Edward Black sat idly flicking through a magazine, an obscure brand that shouted out something regarding the real lives of celebrities and how their clothes somehow mattered. He paid little attention to the words, merely skimming his eyes through the...
Session No. 8
#8 of sessions disclaimers: gage belongs to me, chris belongs to zwoosh-k9 who commissioned this work. interested in a session with gage?
Dawn Falling: IV
The feeling of being hunted was uncanny to Stevarn. As he and Aydame fled, now side by side, through thick forest away from the lion camp, he couldn't help but laugh at himself for the absurdity of it all. A day or so ago, he was living an easy life...
Platform Zero III
Arthur stood beneath the hot spray of luxurious water, the sensation a miracle to his tired muscles and tensed nerves. He could feel it all just melting away as he just stopped there, the cascade soaking his fur, running along the curves of his body,...
The Mind's Eye
"Bring in the prisoner," I said with a flat, empty tone. His file floated in front of me on an unseen projection, pixel upon pixel framing the record; 'Fredrickson East, aged thirty-four, male, standing accused for suspect of high treason'. Not your...