You Dumb dog, short story by me
, said dozer. dozer and i were not much later standing together in the kitchen, i was looking in the pantry for dozer's favorite dog biscuits and cookies and potato chips for myself. soon enough i found the treats.
Sophomore Year: Can't I Be Myself?
dozer dozer and i were friends during our freshmen year. we met in a club called the gsa. the gsa, or gay straight alliance, was the birth-place of my social life here at madison high. there is where i gained the friends i would later call family.
A New Perspective: An Extracurricular Activities Story
Snowden could feel one of dozer's finger sliding up his shaft, causing him to moan softly, "d-dozer…" dozer' carefully covers the liger's shaft with his huge fingers, gently stroking his coach, "i always wanted to do this with you coach namdar, ever since
Mike 2
Brutus asks dozer. dozer nods. "i wont tell anyone if you don't want me to, dozer" i say smiling. dozer looks relieved. "ya ain't ashamed o putting out for me?" brutus says. "no, just not wanting to spoil my top image" dozer says very quietly.
Bull 'Dozer'
"mike, meet my dozer, dozer wallace this is mike macintosh, i bought my s560 from him and he's a great tiger" i say smiling. mike's grinning. "he's a gorgeous bull, did you mate him?" mike asks.