By Evan's surprise Joel started talking with him, asking about his summer and how he feels about being a freshmen now. Evan told how he hate school and its so boring, but left out his superpowers. During the chat Evan used his x-ray vision to check out Joel's body. Joel has a very hot hard rip body, from playing all the sport that he does. Evan got even more brave and decided to check out what he packing. He saw a soft 3inch penis with very little pubic hair and a very nice sized balls with no hair on them.
Adventures Of Super Boy Evan
Boytaur Cream
Jim loved having the heavy, pleasantly scented cream rubbed all over his long-muscled, handsome runner's legs. Damon had also drunk a half a quart of the delicious boytaur cream, and as it worked on his mind, he concentrated his thoughts, in order to work the changes on Jim that Damon had always lusted for.
Bar Tales - Man Meets Werewolf
What was it like to be a creature of the dark? Did he too crave blood? We had a resident Vampire. And a damn good friend too.. I kicked myself, looking at the Sign. "Brotherhood Tavern. We welcome everyone." Well, almost.. Sighing, I made the stage ready. My heart skipped a beat, when a hand laid itself on my shoulder. "I believe I owe you an apology.." I looked at the 7-foot tall form. "As I said, I am used to rejection. Perhaps too used to it.." I laughed shakily, and asked him to help me with the equipment. Thereafter, He was a frequent visitor..
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.
Was He an Alien
I lay back on my sleeping bag, one arm behind my head, and slowly slid my hand up and down my lubed cock. Closing my eyes, the tingling sensations washed across my body. My mind was still on him, the man of my dreams. My grasp tightened around my pole as I tried to bring his image into focus. A soft snapping noise invaded my fantasy. Opening my eyes, I gasped. He stood before me.
Static Boy
The lights in his dormitory room were off, the only light coming from the blue glow from the TV. He rarely got time to himself these days, and he valued that time highly. He got up and began to rummage under his bed for the tape he wanted. He pulled out the small shoe-box in which he kept his special tapes, the ones he didn't watch with his friends.
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.
The Gift
Although the streets were unfamiliar, the scents were recognisable and somewhere amongst them would be that which sought him out, needed him - as he needed it. The lights from the flashing neon advertisements lit up the dark blocks of buildings with intermittent washes of red and yellow and white. A brief spatter of sooty raindrops fell from the clouds scudding across the sky.
A Different Sci-Fi Fairytale
But he seems not to be alone! On the other side of the lake he hears a noise, from what he thinks is an animal. Jimmy keeps looking and a head appears out of the bushes. Jimmy freezes and gasps for air. A boy of roughly his age steps out of the bushes and starts looking around. That is not really a problem, but the boy has no clothes on, on his head he has two little horns and instead of human legs he has goat legs! The goat boy keeps checking his surroundings, and spots Jimmy on the other side of the lake. Fear appears on his face, and he turns away and runs back to the bushes. Jimmy does not know what comes over him, but he calls out to the boy.
Trolls Sex with Cocks Mouths and Tongues [sci-fi]
The troll grabbed the littlest billy goat and threw him down on the soft grass next to the path. He roughly tickled the goat under the forelegs, and rubbed his belly. The littlest billy goat giggled with delight, and kicked his forelegs. He and the troll play-boxed like that, with the littlest goat on his back and the troll straddling him, careful not to squash his playmate. Then the troll leaned down, opened his mouth wide, and seized the goat's muzzle in his teeth. He pushed his tongue through the little goat's willing lips. Then he eased back a bit, so they could play with each other's tongues. The littlest billy goat's mouth tasted of sweet grasses and clover. The troll's mouth tasted of barley and apples and a pie he had stolen a slice of earlier.
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