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Dani AlexanderMots clés romance funny mystery m-m ofy
Be careful of him Dai, whether you agree with me or not that boy is a time bomb just waiting to explode, and when he does he’s going hit everyone in his way including you . . . or especially you.-- Benjirou Uie warning Dai about Kane from "Game Boys
Rochelle H. RagnarokMots clés gay m-m yaoi game-boys
It’s funny, really: the older you get, the more you know about the world. The synapses in your brain fire at a higher level and quicker function, your knowledge expands. But you lose part of yourself, that part able to imagine great armies that wait for nothing more than your command; the dragon that hides under your bed that only you can see, its long emerald tail flashing in the darkness; the ghost that lives in your attic that only moans at 3:23 in the morning. When you lose that innocence, the world’s hues become dark and muted, and you know that dragons aren’t real. There is no army. There is no ghost in the attic. But when you’re nine? When you’re nine, it’s all probable, it’s all realistic, and even more so, it’s all true.
T.J. KluneMots clés m-m
Oh. Momma told me not to tell you that your bed squeaks. But I think you know, 'cause I could hear it this morning. Jake dropped his fork. Tor, for the first time Jake had ever seen, turned scarlet. Maureen looked at them both and sighed. Christmas is always so interesting with you, Mark.
Chris OwenMots clés funny cowboy m-m kids-humor
She's Warrick's sister," he said, aiming to sound disapproving and very nearly managing it.
"Yeah, and that's why you want to screw her. Because they have that weird identical twin thing going on, even though they aren't." Her eyes narrowed. "In fact, I bet you've thought about doing both of them at the same time. Side-by-side comparison. Or top-and-bottom comparison."
"That's disgusting." Toreth said, grinning hugely.
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Wake up and fuck me," demanded Tarin.
"I thought your bum hurt?"
Tarin squirmed. "Want cock, too. Fall out a tree, climb it again.
I’m not a boy!” Dashan retorted hotly. “How dare you speak to me like that!”
“I’ll speak to you any way I see fit. You are sorely lacking in discipline and wouldn’t know danger if it bit you in the arse!” Ryland looked towards the door where Dashan wanted to go. “Do you have any idea what sort of place that is?”
“A brothel?”
Ryland laughed so hard his head fell back. “A brothel, he says. My, my, aren’t you the innocent? It is a brothel, but a certain type of one. The men who frequent it are known to have very particular tastes.”
“What sort of tastes?” Dashan was curious now. Did Ryland know it was a brothel for men who wanted men? And how did he know? Did he use this place too?
Ryland shook his head. “That’s not something the king would appreciate me telling his son.”
“Show me then. I demand that you show me. That’s an order.
Mots clés romance fantasy erotic m-m
Every inch of you belongs to me,” Afron whispered. “From your ears” -- he nibbled delicately at one -- “to your lips” -- another nibble -- “to your chest” -- a swipe of his tongue met Makara’s flesh -- “to your belly” -- a lingering tickle of the tip of Afron’s tongue in Makara’s belly button -- “to your marvelous, thick cock.
D.C. JurisMots clés m-m possessive-hero dirty-talk
One cannot live on cock alone," Etienne called out as he left the stable. "God knows I've tried!
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