This Was A Man Novels & Stories

“Where am I?” the unfamiliar man is busy doing push-ups and God knows what. How did I end up here, but mostly, who is this handsome, gorgeous guy, shirtless, muscular man in front of me? “I brought you here. I actually wanted to take you to the hospital, but you were quite adamant not to go. What are you, some criminal that got a beat down?” he asked, his eyes dark and his veins visible from the workout he just did right in front of me.

“Okay…” I breathed. “Ready to go, sunshine?” came a voice. I looked up to see the man who wanted the private dance. He was an old man in his sixties, and he was wearing an olive green sweater, paired with light olive-colored trousers. He had pleated grey hair and grey eyes, and a wrinkly face. Blood continued to pound through my body, sizzling to the point that it felt like I had no fight left. “Y—Yes,” I managed timidly, shaking my head.

Serena's face regained some of its color, and the man's fingertips broke across her cheek and studied it, always thinking there was something familiar about her features, but for a moment he didn't know where he'd seen them before. He frowned and stroked the white wolf's head, remembering carefully for a moment, but still couldn't recall anything. "The situation has stabilized, let's send the humans back." If you look closely, you will see that the man's hands are beautifully long, he is holding a scalpel in his hand, his fingers and belly are full of calluses, it seems that he is a person who often plays with knives, but his face is always under a mask, so it's impossible to see what it loo

A man stood with his back to me; strong, muscular, bare from the waist up. Black combat pants. Tall boots. Short blonde hair stuck to the sweat running down the back of his neck. His hand moved up and down, brushing the horse’s mane. I recognized him right away, and I knew running into this man was the best thing that could’ve happened to me today.

A man from another table waved at me and I stared at him trying to figure out why he looked so familiar. He was an older man for sure but who? He was wearing dark shades and a baseball hat but there was something familiar about him. He took off his sunglasses for some reason and I gasped out loud. Lugi??

Maybe the mate curse of not being able to desire another man’s touch would be broken tonight. The man stood up shakily as he wiggled out of his clothes. As his manhood sprang into the air, I corked my head to the side to admire his member. For an old man, I didn’t expect such a large monster. In Micah’s range, this man was way better. “Waoh, you are large…” The man stroked himself and other the dim red light of my space, I saw a satisfactory grin on his face. “What are we waiting for, it is ready,” he said.

That's something that I didn't want, so I was going to do everything in my power to make sure that didn't happen. “Were you followed?” The man asked, I shook my head at his question. Taking in his appearance, I cringed at the sight in front of me. He had a long scar on the right side of his face that seemed to be somewhat infected. A thick, yellowish substance was oozing out of the open area that missed a couple of stitches. “Good, anything that I should know?” I folded my arms, still unsure if I should do this or not. “He's still not getting better, I suggest the war should be called off for now.” The man laughed as if what I were saying was the most ridiculous thing he had ever heard.

Another one roared. "Can someone call security?" The others suggested. "Don't worry, ladies. I'll handle this." They all looked satisfied when a man walked towards Marionne. He looked like in his mid-40s, yet still, look formidable and elegant. "I know you, Marionne, right?" Marianne felt like he was showered with ice-cold water. The man in front of him was the father of Ava. "Uhm—yes—yes, sir." He struggled to answer.

IT'S IRRITATING!!!. A MAN HAVING SEX WITH A MAN?. The entire ten thousand seating capacity building was silent for about one hundred and twenty seconds as Jefsexy asked the boom question that made everyone stare at him. “ I don't want to be a hypocrite like others do, especially our old folks seated here and thousands watching me right now and I choose to be a gay.” Jefsexy said, finally raising his two fingers up displaying the figure two as he took a bow and stept out of the stage and the hall shook again with the loud clapping, shouting and trumpetting all celebrating the renown gay celebrity.

"Eh?" It seems that his eyes are telling the truth! That this man in front of him is "not a just a vision!" Real! A real man! This man wore a silver attire. He touched his head and feel the pain. "Ouch! That hurts." "It's true!" He regained his current self! "You're not an alien are you?" Luis Park asked. "Alien? What alien are you talking about? Your the one who is alien here!" The man replied.