Angus Thongs Robbie Novels & Stories

Angus could not bear Rodney's voice and slapped him in the face angrily. Snap! Rodney saw stars from the slap and blood streamed down the corner of his lips. He dared not to say more, worried about getting punished for speaking. However, he glared at Angus with resentment as he swore to tear Angus into shreds once his father saved him. This was the only way he could vent his rage. "Angus, hand Rodney to me. I think that the Southern Boss and the Western Boss are almost here. You need to leave before they get here," Arthur said.

With Philip’s permission, Heath no longer hesitated and kicked Angus right in the face. Instantly, a size 42 shoe print appeared on Angus’ face. Immediately after, Heath stepped forward and grabbed Angus’ collar, violently knocking his head on the floor three to four times. Only when Angus screamed and his face was covered with blood that Heath grabbed him by the collar again and dragged him in front of Philip. This… Angus was so startled that he even forgot to scream. What did Master Heath mean?

Thank God Dadi was thoughtful enough to bring some new clothes for me in plus size otherwise none of my old clothes would fit me. We hear a knock as I am combing my hairs. I go to get up but Rudra comes in after changing and gestures for me to be seated. He goes and opens the door and in comes my sweet little brother, Anshu. "Di. Ma just told me that you are here. She held me back otherwise I would have come early to meet you. How are you? Why did you not came soon? I missed you so much. Didn't you missed me at all?" Anshu says as soon he runs into the room and starts crying softly after a while.

I stretched my legs and a moan escaped my lips due to how comfortable it felt. I immediately covered my mouth in embarrassment and peeked at Sebastian who soon released a loud chuckle, making me blush in embarrassment. Taking a good look at his features, I realized he was one handsome fellow but he was nothing like the Greek god who beat me to this state. Sebastian was like the other version of Devon, hmm, I like the feel of his n...Sh*t, nevermind. Sebastian had a friendly temperament making anyone feel comfortable with him on first encounter. It was unlike that of Devon who had the aura of 'Don't come closer if you wish to keep living'.

We even got booked into a couple of county fairs, and played for some pretty big audiences. Amy and Molly had found a site on the internet that sold custom-made kilts, and surprised us one night, coming on stage in matching kilts. Not traditional kilts, they were pink with little white poodles. Not to be outdone, Robbie ordered one that was black with little skulls and crossbones. Tony and Dave gave in and ordered ones in camo print.

Immediately as Ronan said this, not more than a second, Angus jumped into the scene and held him by the neck. “Don't ever scare my wife!” Angus threatened him, smiling as though he had already planned out a strategy for defeating the outside rogues. “I overheard what you just said…” “Leave him, please.” I pleaded, my mind calmed by Angus's presence. “He was only calling me to be careful.” “Do you mean it?” Angus reacted, laughing at Ronan, his same blood brother, with whom he would never really argue or fight. “I love you, brother.”

I obeyed Rob's request and obediently went and sat on my bosses lap allowing him to explore my half naked body with his hands. Rob replenished our drinks and then asked me to take off my bra and thong. I told him it wasn't fair for me to be the only one naked and now it was my turn to watch the guys get naked for me. I had already seen Larry and was curious to see what Rob had to offer. When he stripped down to his tighty whities, I noticed he had quite a bulge behind the cloth. When he pulled his underwear off, he revealed a huge dick. It must have been at least 9 inches. I was quite impressed but wondering if I could swallow it all.

After all, he had other much bigger plans in mind. "Ohh fuck, that's so fucking good!" Robb exclaimed with a guttural sigh as he suddenly pulled his aching monstercock out of the warm wetness of Lin's throat and stepped away from the cushiony, dick-hugging valley of her cleavage. Long, thick ropes of mixed saliva and precum still connected his flexing truncheon with Lin's beautiful lips and huge tits as he smiled at the flushed, perplexed brunette.

"Sometimes I picture myself doing the same thing...that lean runner's body, with toned abs...and that big, thick cock. I'm on my knees, with cum running down my face...or filling my pussy. That fantasy makes me wet, as hell!" She just kept talking, "You can't say a word, but I did some dildo stalking around the house, here. I used your writing and her sketches to determine which dildo was the famous "Robbie." I wanted one, too, but I was confused because I think it was Robin, in one chapter, said you were nine inches, but then I read 8 1/2 inches, and then I've seen 8, too. But the mystery was all cleared up, when I remembered there were two, Robbie I and Robbie II...so...I just found the tw

Matt had his arms around my shoulders protectively, as we walked to where our friends were waiting. “I’ll be damned if I don’t get to dance with you, Bobbie,” Anton spoke as soon as we’re on earshot’s length. He was wearing a fairly fitted plain black tee and light blue denim match with biker boots. The way his shirt hugs his biceps surely caught too many girls’ eyes on the line. His dark locks neatly combed back to perfection, not a strand missing a spot. I gave them each a hug, a brotherly one.