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ATLAS OF HIS FLESH CATFISHED
The dorm room was dark, save for the cheap lamp on Ezra's desk. The radiator hummed softly, echoing through the silence of the night. Ezra laid on his bed, curled up beneath his thick blanket, phone in hand, staring at the chatbox on his screen._Ken_D☆ll: “So, how about we meet tomorrow at Punt Park? Sounds good?”Ezra's chest tightened as his gaze lingered on the message. His thumbs hovered above the screen, hesitating on what to type. He let his gaze drift from his phone screen to the bed across from him where his roommate Kendall laid, back facing him, and the reflection of his phone light dully illuminating his part of the room.It wasn’t supposed to go this far. Ezra had only created the fake profile—Maya—because of his undeniable crush on his roommate, Kendall. From the very first day he’d dragged his suitcase down the narrow dorm hall and stepped inside his new room for the semester, he’d been floored by what he found waiting there: Kendall Hayes.Tall, curly brown hair, broad
ATLAS OF HIS FLESH Ex-Factor III
Daniel lifted Evan from the counter and carried him effortlessly into his bedroom. Once he made way to his large bed, he dropped him, letting him crease his perfectly laid bed.Standing at the edge of the bed he stared at Evan’s frail physique, his cock twitching to be set free from the restriction of his pants. He slowly undid the draw strings watching Evans expression at the bulge. In a swift motion, it was freed and Evan gasped at its girth. Daniel could see the lust in his eyes and it turned him on furthermore. Rubbing his hand on his length, he imagined what it would feel like to fuck Evan. The thought of ramming his dick into his ass excited him so much he nearly came. “Wh—what do I do?” Evan asked, staring at him like a lost sheep. A sheep— yes that's what Evan was. Innocent looking, and vulnerable to predators—predators like himself. “Take your clothes off.” Daniel said, softly. Raking his eyes over Evan's clothed self, “Start from the top.”Evans tugged off the sweatshirt,
ATLAS OF HIS FLESH EX-Factor II
“And here I was feeling special.” Evan chuckled nervously, slurping a spoonful of the broth.Daniel's gaze lingered on Evan a little too long before he responded, “You are special.” “Mm…sure.” Evan added, staring down at his soup like it was the most interesting thing in the world. “You didn’t answer my question though. Why did you invite me here?”“Finish your dinner first.” Daniel watched him until Evan shifted uncomfortably on the stool.“I meant what I said earlier,” Daniel continued at last. “You were humiliated. Nobody should walk away from that without a place to go. You deserved better.”“From Liam?” Evan asked, trying to sound casual, though his voice cracked on the name.Daniel’s jaw flexed. “From everyone.”Silence settled between them, broken only by the rain and the clink of their spoons against the bowls.Evan set his spoon down, pushing the soup away though he’d barely eaten half. “You don’t have to sugarcoat it. I know you think I’m pathetic. Showing up here. Staying
ATLAS OF HIS FLESH Ex—Factor
The breakup was humiliating. Not because Evan cried—though he did, it was loud and ugly—but because it happened in front of Liam’s entire friend group at a bar. And now, three weeks later, Evan had the nerve to show up at the Fitzgerald estate. Rain plastered his clothes to his body as he stood on the stone porch, shivering and fuming. He never should’ve taken Liam’s father up on his old offer. He'd told him after a huge fight with Liam, “If you ever need space, the pool house is yours.” And there he was standing in the rain with his duffel bag, in front of this beach house belonging to his Ex's father whom he'd informed of his arrival two days ago. He rang the doorbell and soon the door opened. And there stood him—Daniel Fitzgerald. Fifty three, greying hair. Fit physique, tall and breathtakingly good looking even for his age. “Evan.” Daniel’s voice was low, quite surprised even. “Hi, Mr. Fitz,” Evan shivered. “I thought you got my text.” “Oh, I did. I'm only surprised you a
ATLAS OF HIS FLESH APOCALIPS
The world had ended two years ago, and somehow, Jesse still hadn’t died. He blamed Marcus for that. Marcus, with his stupid muscles, gorgeous face, and unwillingness to die no matter how many zombies tried to use his guts as an offal meal.They were holed up in a half-collapsed roadside motel in Nowhere, Nebraska. The sky outside was smeared with blood-red clouds and ash. Their last meal had been nearly expired protein bars and something that might’ve been squirrel or worst—a sewer rat.“You know,” Jesse said, examining the dust-covered vending machine near the cracked wall. “There’s a fifty-fifty chance this thing dispenses snacks or severed fingers, which one do you wanna bet on?”Marcus grunted, prying open a boarded door with a rusted crowbar. “Better odds than usual, I call severed fingers.”Jesse opened the outlets and sure enough there was a severed hand inside it. “Sharp intuition you have, you know if the world hadn't gone into chaos, you would have won a guessing game show.”
ATLAS OF HIS FLESH Barre—Backed II
William bit his lip, his eyes staring at Pete teasingly, “You want me that bad, huh?” “Yes, and you like it when I talk down on you, you dirty little cunt.” Pete whispered into his ear grabbing a handful of his surprisingly soft butt cheeks, eliciting a moan from William, who began stroking both of their dicks at the same time.“That's not what I asked you to do.” Pete sighed, giving William a reprimanded look.William licked his palm and continued stroking, “Don't act like you don't like this.” He said, and Pete couldn't deny how warm it felt rubbing their dicks together. Pete kissed him again, this time, deeper and rougher, biting his lip until William gasped. Then he spun him around with his chest to the cold bathroom tile, dragging the leotard down to his thighs.William arched his back with a sharp inhale. “So eager.”Pete spat into his palm, fumbled to pull his own pants down. His dick was hard and begging to be in William’s ass.He pressed himself against William’s ass and wh
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