Auto Maintenance
The sun was well into its descent when Nathan turned his bright red car turned off the highway into a long driveway through the trees. It was a turn of events he wasn't happy about; he'd spent the entire day at work either mired in tense meetings with...
Motor Oil Mamba
This was a gift piece I wrote for a friend of mine featuring one of my alter egos, [Shelby Foxkin](%5C). It's mostly fluffy, just something for fun rather than any real plot, but still I can't help but sneak in some story with my sex. * * * Gravel...
Part I – Dark Times in Glow City
He traded in his outmoded morality, his very flesh, for the life blood of thirty weight motor oil.
Patreon Story - Love Nest
It was non-newtonian in texture and as slippery as motor oil. even without swallowing, it trickled freely down my throat no matter how hard i gagged. that first pour was all i was given for now. a single throat full.
The Tales of Denn - The New Flatmate
Seven in total, each at least a good heads height taller than denn, each wearing glistening rain-soaked leather jackets that gave a powerful scent of motor oil and male sweat.
Black and Tan
His own beer of choice for today was a large bottle of an oatmeal stout called motor oil.
DA Den chapter 1
"yeah that because one smelled of comic books and cd's and the other of motor oil and electricity?!"shouted aero.mako hit her paws on the table angrily."why does that matter to you!?"
New Solider part 3
I need to finish it an i haven't done her motor oil muffins,that she loves." caboose said in a shock tone,forgetting what he was doing. as he quickly,ran as fast as he could.
The Life Of Rico Chp.1
He sighed happily as he grabbed the towel he used to wipe off his paws and began to rub off the motor oil and grease. "finally. it's-" "rico. can i see you for a minute?" he heard marie's voice ask him. he turned and saw her, holding her door open.
Toroko Got Fingered: Chapter 6
"hahh...hahh...hahh..." he panted, getting out his keg of motor oil and guzzling the rest of it down, burping out fire after doing so. "did you...fornicate...with...my wife?" he asked me surprisingly politely.
An Anthro's Tale-Chapter 5-The Morning After
"it's punishment bro,jack said,"i swear it's what they feed prisoners in siberian gulags,it seriously tastes like motor oil." "why does she make it",i asked licking my snout. "because she ate it when she was a kid,but your mom's pancakes?"
Part III- Writing Zero's into the Liability Matrix
#3 of moral obsolescence and motor oil disclaimer: contains m/m furry smut. don't partake of the naughtiness if you're of sans legality. part iii of my homage to 1980's cyperpunk.