His face etched in a terminal scowl, his sword always at the ready, and a hardon permanently in erection. A bloodstained sky behind an ominous moon provided a backdrop as he urged his horse on. The captive boy he'd rescued from the white-slave caravan, now blugeoned to oblivion, hung onto Gonad, as the man-giant spurred his horse on toward the city.
Gonad the Barbarian and His Sword
Bahman's Ring
I live on Windward Avenue about two blocks from the boardwalk in Venice Beach. California. I had lived there since my lover died, about five years ago. We had been together for 54 years, and now I am alone so every day I walk to the boardwalk just to have something to do.
Barry Lockridge's Giant Crush
Ever since that fateful day when there ship traveling from Los angles to London went through a space vortex and the ship crashed landed in the land of the giants. Here on this planets the inhabitants were enormous even the children stood close to one hundred feet tall. For most of passengers and crew thought there ordeal had been an absolute nightmare.
Baby Brother
As if someone struck him from behind, his back arched upward, arms flying out to the sides. Strangely, his feet remained rooted in place, as if glued to the floor. In this position, his body went rigid. Caught in the middle of motion; stiff and immobile. A tremor made its way up his legs. His eyes rolled back. He drooled pathetically.
From Bell Rock
"Damn those dogs!" I turned away from my word processor which I was in the midst of setting up, stumbling over several unpacked boxes to get to the screen door and see what was agitating them. Moving as cautiously as I could considering the mess the movers and I had made on the floor, I went to see what they had gotten into. Foolishly I had tossed the dogs outside to get them out of the way.
Back In The Saddle
Joe had, over the last few weeks, become very adept at horse-grooming. Joe said it was the motivation -- so far every brushing session left the centaur hornier than anything he'd ever experienced. He'd be hard before he could even change back to human form, and Joe had teased him more than once about having to undress *before* brushing him, just to save time and wear on his own fancy clothes.
Barbell
He had just awakened from the long slumber that had begun at the start of the voyage. Slowly and methodically, the Inspector stretched his arm muscles, then worked on his legs. He was trained in the physiology of the human body as keeping in peak physical condition was a part of his job.
Bird Man Tells Me to Take off My Clothes
I still have trouble believing that it really happened. At first I tried to forget about it. I guess I thought that if I didn't think about it then I could pretend that it never really happened. That didn't work. The more I tried not to think about it the more I thought about it. It's funny but now I don't mind thinking about it. Actually, now I'm kind of glad that it did happen.
Dragon Morph - Finding Friends in High Places
You might call it shape-changing, or even morphing. I like to think of it as shifting, however, short for shape-shifting. How I'm able to do it is a story in itself; suffice it to say that there are a few wishes still out there in the world, and I was granted one of them for services rendered.
Atolls Furry Gay Sex
There was no sign of Atoll's Sentinel, and he could finally get some sleep. As he shimmied down the trunk of the ancient oak, his head swam with memories of the day. First there had been the rude awakening in the early morning as one of Atoll's war-beasts attacked them in their sleep. This one had been worse than usual.
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