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He attacked his pale skin, trailing kisses, and bites over the young man's chest. The pauper moaned and arched his back when his captain took ahold of his throbbing member, tugging on the sensitive part and making the pauper whimper in delight. Oh, how he loved it when his captain was rough and lust-crazed...' "Fuck..." Jun whispered to himself as he read on, his cheeks pink and his dick once again semi-hard. How he wished to be in the pauper's place. How he wished to be sweetly assaulted and claimed. How he wished to be handled and made love to by a real man. Jun had always had a preference for masculine, dominant men.

He stalked towards her, snarling the words through his teeth. “Yes. The mouth says no for a lot of reasons, Rhett, as you bloody well know. Your people aren’t that different from humans. The standards for your alpha males and the standards for your women are not equal either. A man’s sexuality is encouraged and rewarded whilst a female’s is something she should only share with her husband.”

Mario has known about Max's feelings for him all along, but he identifies as straight and has never felt inclined to explore anything beyond that. From what he's observed in the bodybuilding community, around 75% of men seem to be drawn to other men. He figures this might be because those who spend time sculpting their bodies often appreciate the beauty of the male form, women can feel too ordinary by comparison, not measuring up to their high standards for physical aesthetics. Thankfully, Mario still has a preference for women! Since falling into financial hardship, Mario's days have grown increasingly dull. He's cut back on expenses by spending more time at his parents' house.

I looked at a saddened Nowell and over at a glaring Jackson. "Did he feel you making out with Kaen," I asked him curiously and he nodded. "So if you have sex, either of you will feel the other," I added and Nowell nodded once again. "Oh shit," I spat and Rai agreed. "I take it you're hoping to pitch," I smirked at Nowell and he exhaled deeply. "I doubt if my brother would enjoy a cock up his ass," he mumbled sourly. Rai shrugged and explained that the prostate when caressed in a certain manner is very stimulating for a male, straight or gay alike.

"The really trashy ones with shirtless men on the covers and plots that make no logical sense." "Why is that embarrassing?" "Because they're ridiculous. The heroes are always billionaires or dukes or Navy SEALs who are mysteriously available and emotionally articulate." "And you don't think that exists in real life?" "I think real life is messier. More complicated. Real men have baggage and communication issues and don't always know the right thing to say." Something flickered across his face. "Speaking from experience?" I took a long sip of wine. "Maybe." "The Italian man?" I nearly choked. "What?"

Jennifer asked while flipping through the pages of the magazine. I scoffed. “Oh, I thought you cared more about the hot men in that magazine. Why do you even read that thing?” I queried, while struggling to pull off the tin cover for the canned fish. “Babes, this is the latest magazine on the City’s hottest men. Your man is number four by the way,” she giggled. “Ugh!” I groaned as I realized she was speaking of Maxwell Blackwood. Only if these magazines told the other side of the story, most of these so-called city’s most eligible bachelors and hottest men of the year and just disgusting men.

"I didn't like that one." My eyes widened, darting up to him. "You read this?" He shrugged, plopping himself down into one of the bean bags in the pack house library room. I pushed myself up from the cushion I was sitting on. "Is this-" "I don't think it's too realistic. It mentions her 'heaving heavy boobs' several times and refers to him having a 'monstrously thick member.'" "So in real life. . ." He gives me a mischievous smirk and I feel my skin heat up, my cheeks surely turning red.

Ohhh Maleeyah's eyes they look exactly alike. But there's something else I cant put my finger on it. He is well built, his arms are soo huge, his muscles are mouth watering and damn look at that 6 pack, I'm dying! He has a sleeve of tattoos covering his arms. Not in a gothic way. But in a sexy bad boy way. I saw tons of cute boys today but this man ?? He's fucking sexy. His hair is as black as night and his jaws sharp. Look at those lips, so kissable.

The girls were trying to resist his charms but couldn't, even though they tried to hide it everyone in the room could feel that they were so wet to the extent that they were almost dripping, and if not for the fact that they tried to suppress it, the wetness would have trailed down their legs a long time ago. The male seems to enjoy his effects on people, but at the same time, he doesn't mind nor bother to punish them at all, even though he can. The men in the room were just standing erect; no one knew what they were thinking. The gorgeous male stared at them and Tsked "You boys are no fun at all" immediately he said that the door to the room opened and a very handsome male of twenty four ye

My name is Amias. I am a pretty average guy. I have an average job with an average salary. An average home, and an average social life. I'm pretty tall, but not much more than average. A full adult life of being a contractor has left me with a muscled upper body and arms, but I admit I have a beer gut and a small spare tire to match. Not good-looking but not a troll either. Really just your average middle-aged guy. Up until 4 years ago, I would have said I had an average sex life. A few serious relationships but never married. A few one-night hook-ups but definitely not a male whore. I don't have any strange fetishes, or out of the norm attractions. My past has been all 1 man, 1 woman encoun