Hunky And Shorty Novels & Stories

Figuratively, not literally. Before I can say something back to Ruth, she adds, “What are you doing here? Aren’t you supposed to make sure everything is ready for Jordy’s special day? Am I right, Honey-Bunny?” I try not to roll my eyes, but they would probably spin at the back of my head, like slot machines. Who talks like that? Jordy… Honey-Bunny… who is, of course, Hannah, Ruth’s best friend. “You are always right, Ruthy,” Hannah replies.

The girls are a complete contrast of each other: one warm brown skinned with shoulder-length, dark, wavy hair; the other has light tan skin and off-white blonde hair that travels pin-straight down her back to sit in her waist. The first boy is the shortest, but still somewhere around 6ft 4in, so not really short at all. He is fair skinned and has his strawberry blonde hair styled up in a man bun. The second has short, light, russet-brown hair, and I can see he has a tattoo creeping up his neck and small spacers in both ears. The third is the tallest, he must be at least 6ft 6in, and has darker, ashy-brown hair. Its shorter at the back and sides and longer on top. “Is it them?” Hannah whisper

Amanda groaned while gulping the glass of beer. "Must be humongous and massive." Hasen casually commented while scrolling on his phone. "Hmm, my shit isn't the only thing that is humongous and massive though," Goro said as he sat back on the couch. "Wha—?" Hasen's brow raised as his jaw hang open in disgust and shock, "The fuck?" "Wanna see?" Goro smirked. "Hell no!" Hasen punched him straight in the face. "Fucking hell..." Raven can only rub his temples from embarrassment and stress by his co-executives.

He and the other guy took their pants off and sat on the couch side by side and Tyrone said to me, "Come over here and suck these dicks bitch." Shorty kept his clothes on and just sat in the chair and watched as I spent the next 45 minutes sucking those two cocks. After I swallowed their cum, they put their pants back on and shook shorty's hand and said that they would be back in about three hours to pick him up. After the two of them left, Shorty told me to take off all my clothes. He still just sat in the chair and watched as I got naked. After all my clothes were off, he told me to turn around and show him my ass. When I did, he said,

Though this tidbit didn’t seem to bother her too much; the glorious dick would still grace her mouth for the duration of her attempt. A slender, short girl approached the middle. As luck would have it, her partner turned out to be a tall athletic fellow. Someone you’d imagine was packing a large cannon beneath the small speedo attire. “Oh boy,” Sienna giggled. Paige nudged her shoulder, “Good luck with that one, right!”

They weren’t fazed at all. “We have seen it all before.” shrugged the taller girl. These two were my best friends. The taller girl was Harriet; she had tight kinky curly blonde hair and light blue eyes. She had turned eighteen just a few months ago. I had known her for most of my life. She was one of the most brilliant people I knew, and she knew it too. She was cocky and gave a lot of people a run for their money. The shorter blonde was Heather. She had straight blonde shoulder-length hair. Heather was Harriet’s baby sister, her only sister. She had the same eyes but a much more reserved personality. She was two years younger but was always with us. We were the three musketeers.

Alfred said confidently. "Okay! Same then." Harry said that he did not make the wrong choice after knowing that their decision was one vote. "Huh? Marching is only for tall people or,” Alfred doubted whether he would be accepted if he registered with his height. Someone beside Debbie made a loud enough sound to catch attention. Because the thought was exactly like what crossed her mind so that she listened carefully to their conversation. From Debbie's observation, the pair of friends stood out because of the contrasting height difference. One was tall and slender and the other was opposite with another. Reminds her of the comedian duo from Japan 'Hanshin Kyojin'

"What took you so long ?" She snuggles into me, her hands are already under my shirt, sliding over my skin. "Terry ... God that man is something else". "So what did Hanson do this time ?" I say looking at her. I know Terry is not always how people perceive him to be. Don't get me wrong, he is a good guy, there are just a lot of other sides to him, besides the perfect gentleman most people see. She is slowly kissing up my neck, in between nippling on my skin. "Well first of all, the man actually doesn't wear underwear and he has handcuffs in his bag. So long story short, he is a kinky bastard".

"No one, but me." "E-excuse me?" Brooklyn blurted. "No one," Harry repeated and sat up straight so he was straddling Brooklyn. "You're not scared," he stated. Brooklyn frowned and pushed herself up. "Your dickiness overpowers my fear." "Dickiness?" Harry repeated and rolled his eyes. "Yes," Brooklyn said and shoved Harry away from her. "Now hush, I want to tan." *

A business like theirs would usually have long-term cooperation with some social loafers. In less than 10 minutes, Fatty, who had a "deep" cooperation with Honey’s Car Dealership, arrived with three tattooed gangsters. As the name implied, Fatty was a very fat guy. He was about 1.62 m tall and his butt took up at least half of his body, so when he walked, he looked like a f*cking dwarf!