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Studs R Us

by KumoriTentei on Sep 26, 2017
Gay

Hello and welcome to Studs R Us where you can find any man to suit your needs! We have many different models for you to choose from ranging from Human to Furry to Mythical Creatures, and if you want something familiar we have some models from different Media Genres such as Television, Movies, Games, and Anime! What's next? Human Non-Human Media Related Note...

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Leather Messiah

by Araddion on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Note: This story has been previously published on the Nifty Archives. * * * * * To bow. To worship. To breed. These are the notes of his symphony, his soul's hunger. His eyes dart from body to body, evaluating, finding nothing of either sustenance or substance. In his emptiness, I sense his desperation for my religion. He seeks a fane with an altar of...

Shattered Values Ch. 04

by Sungmehetu on Sep 15, 2017
Gay Male

He laid on the bed face down mewing like a cat in heat, writhing like a junkie in need of a fix. Steven waited what seemed like hours. He was grinding his hard cock into the bed when he heard a voice behind him. "These are my friends, you will please them all night. In effect, they own you for the next 10 hours. They paid for your holes." Steven heard Mas...

Shattered Values Ch. 03

by Sungmehetu on Sep 15, 2017
Gay Male

Jenny was cold. The girls were cold. The cage was too small, the water had scum on it. The "food" was as tasteless as it was filling. It reminded her of rice. Overcooked rice. Steph and Jilly preferred her tits, and Jenny was fine with that. Her B cup breasts had become large C's, painfully full of milk two hours after feeding both girls. She ran over the...

Shattered Values Ch. 02

by Sungmehetu on Sep 15, 2017
Gay Male

Thank you for the feedback! All characters are 18+ ***** May 2nd 2020 They had heard, then saw. the jets again just a few days ago. Steven couldn't identify them. They had Russian markings and looked old. Jennifer didn't care. Who ever was running America these days wouldn't find them in their carnivorous paradise. Jennifer was pregnant again, and was...

An MP, a Lieutenant, and The New Area 51

by Coxswain on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Abduction, Seduction--only two letters different [For BadAlterEgo] I owe a lot to the Army. Stupid fuckers. Gorillas in the mist. If it wasn't for them moron GIs, I wouldn'ta known the power of a simple li'l traffic ticket and the power I got as an Air Force MP. Think about it: the military is federal, right?--on an Air Force Base, you do something wrong,...

Millstone - Novel 01 Ch. 03

by RickHeathen on Sep 14, 2020
Gay Male

Millstone - ONE - (Hanging the Chimney Hook) CHAPTER THREE Max proved himself a practical man. He noticed first that a double bed would never work for us. Two men my size at 180 pounds (much less if one had 40 pounds more muscle), would never fit comfortably on the double. Also, as he pointed out, we wouldn't remain in the apartment due to what he referre...

Disciples of the Leather Messiah

by Araddion on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

Thunder? Stampede? Earthquake? Ragnarök? No, man, it's the Disciples. The whole motherfucking gang. They're on their hogs, and they ride. Hair streams like sinister oriflammes. Naked biceps clench in leather jerkins. Fists twist throttles. Like a dust of diamonds sweat glistens on the tattoo tapestry. The Disciples roar through primeval forest, serpentinin...

Droit du Seigneur

by Araddion on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Let's see. How do the lyrics go? The bitch is hot, he's ready to thrill, So give him inches, and fuck him well. My version of the tune, of course. Don't tell the Scorpions. Time for a break from our cross-country rumble. For the guys, it's a piss break, or a fuck break, or just any fucking kind of break they want. We're off the interstate now, though not...

Minute by Minute Ch. 01

by Rosenkrantz on Aug 31, 2017
Gay Male

All characters appearing in this work are fictitious. Any resemblance to real persons, living or dead, is purely coincidental. ****** The fields overlooking our tiny greens farm were blooming. The rhubarb leaves were flowering open, the lettuce was rising, and the carrots were starting to peek through. The peace in the early morning light was nearly overwh...