#alois starters

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@yourfilthymuses / closed starter from alois based on this.

Behind the door of their tiny hotel room, Alois remembered why he had gotten so many pints down at the hotel bar. He was tipsy enough to look at the average couple's bed and think that this was not going to be a problem. He loosened up the tie and opened the first three buttons of his white shirt before kicking his shoes off and letting himself fall back on the bed. A problem with his plan had emerged perhaps after the second pint - drinking tended to make him touchy and being touchy also meant getting a bit horny. He had tapped the other's thigh, hugged him and confessed he was his best working mate. He drank another pint and another half of one before they decided to come up to the room. As he laid there and watched the ceiling, he felt his cock hard inside his pants. He breathed deep and reasoned through the cloudy judgement of his drunken mind. "I'm not gay. This is nothing, really." He opened his eyes and saw the other close by. Alois had really tried to get a room with two beds like the company had promised but the hotel was adamant there was nothing else available. He sensed his colleague was nervous about it so he decided to make the best of it. He took their key and playfully joked about their situation. "They take the working husband thing very seriously in our company, buddy." He jokingly even kissed his gay buddy on the cheek before they entered the elevator.

Alois had never had any trouble with his sexuality. He liked women. He liked pussy and their holes too. Gay men never scared him or anything. He even had a roommate that liked to suck his cock back in the days. But just that.

He sat back in the bed and looked around the room for his bag. He had his sleeping shirt there, but he just sighed and shrugged. "What are you wearing to bed?" He asked as he unzipped his pants and stopped mid of the action as he covered his crotch with a hand. He reminded himself the hard on was because of the beer. Nothing gay about that.

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closed starter! alois, lucky & nix @ofmagicallonging liked this post for a starter.

Alois had tried to resist that urge for as long as he could, but now that he was finally inside of Lucky, he felt sorry for himself - he had spent too long without knowing how good this would have felt. He mounted his boy on the bed, right between his legs, their lips locked into a long, deep and wet kiss. He looked into Lucky's eyes, seeing how he trembled when Alois pushed his cock deeper. "You're such a good boy for Daddy, letting me into your ass like this. Do you like how daddy's cock feel, boy?" He asked, groaning as moved his hips, trying not to quicken his pace because he wanted the pleasure to last. He was so lost in it that he missed the door opening and the steps that filled the room behind his back.

[modcrnspirits]

open starter! open to: males*, ftm, femmes, nb (verse or bottoms) muse: alois mac cumhaill verse: pok*mon legends arceus plot: Alois is an older researcher that is a bit more used to being out in the field and he has been assigned to train your muse (please, 21+ only). They get along just fine, but maybe your muse is a bit reckless or maybe a bit stupid and Alois has to play the stern father to keep your muse from getting himself hurt. (t*boo relationships are welcomed.)

"Shhh." Alois put his hand on top of the other's mouth, quieting him as they lowered their bodies to hide themselves on the tall grass. "That there is an Alpha, boy." The older member of the Galaxy Team whispered against the younger one's ear. He was training the new member, going with him through the areas around the island to teach him what their research was all about. Capturing most of the times, but sometimes they should also fight. Every observation was something they could use to learn more about the wild life of that island. "I know you think you have what it takes, but look at it. Don't just glance at it. This isn't an Onix, this is Steelix. There's a huge difference in power and on how to fight it too." He kept the boy closer to him, their back against his chest. The gigantic pokemon moved away after taking the environment around him in and not registering any danger. "Come along." Slowly, Alois started to move back with the younger member, but the more they did so, the more their bodies grind against one another, and the harder it was to control his own impulses.

After what seemed like forever, they were once more in the clear. Alois moved his hand away from the other's mouth, but kept their bodies tight together. "Don't ever run on your own again. It's not only your head they would go for. Until you get enough stars, you are not to be going alone in the fields. Are we clear?"

[modcrnspirits]

open starters! home alone. muse: alois mac cumhaill. plot: very simple, your muse catches alois on his alone time - can be the usual t*boo (step/son, brother, etc), friend that has the keys or be creative and bring a complete stranger entering the house, demon/witch/whatever lost in a wacko-telepot, just do it. (alois is generally top, but he bottoms gladly) possible k*nks: (these are suggestions and as such, feel free to ignore or add to them) exhibitionism, caught in the act, teasing, dirty words, nipple play, armpit, musk, etc.

alois had the night for himself. his husband was on a working trip on the other side of the world, so most nights it was just him and his sons. but not that night. that night he had made himself dinner, took a relaxing shower and moved around the house completely naked, every now and then jerking himself off, edging, more likely. his blood had been running hot for the last few days and without miguel to sooth him off, he was often hard, hot and bothered. that night he wanted to edge and play with himself. he had pulled out p*ppers and lube and he was just having his sweet time.

he entered one of those online chats to watch other people while showing himself. even though him and miguel were together for a while, both of them were pretty free about their needs. their openness was something alois cherished. sometimes they would even play together, each on their own pc, in front of strangers. he was just browsing through the chats when he heard the door opening - nothing close by to actually hide his figure, he jump up, cock semi hard in one hand as he desperately tried to hide it. "what the f-"

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"What? Are you going to make me drop to my knees and beg?" In his kitchen, Alois found the other lad feeling quite at home. Alois could tell what he was doing was not, by many standards, correct, but at least in his house, everything was quite free of standard morals. So he pushed. "Because I would, you know, drop down right here and beg for you to show me that cock there." He pointed to the volume it made on the other's loose shorts. "Pretty please."

[modcrnspirits]

closed starters. @stunningdelights

Alois put his book down on the couch and let out a loud sigh. It was a rather copious sigh and he was looking towards Fin, on the other side of the couch, as if expecting to be noticed. Another loud sigh and he got up, walking to the kitchen and opening the fridge to look at its content. The sound of the heavy rain pouring made the quietness of the house another factor to weight over his boredom. Fridge closed, Alois realized his hunger had nothing to do with food. He stood in the middle of the kitchen, eyes looking out of the wet window, waiting. The idea crept in as blood started flowing warmer inside his body to southern regions. He pulled off his shirt and slipped off of his boxers, leaving them in a pile on the kitchen floor as he walked back into the room where they had been together, reading.

He cleared his throat, leaning completely naked against the door frame. "I'm bored."

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"Asterales." Alois said the name, letting his tongue roll inside his mouth as he tried it. "I haven't met a fae in ages." He continued, one hand taking the chin between his fingers, looking down into those beautiful, deep eyes. "I forgot how charming your kind was." He leaned in and let their lips touch. His body was pure flames and now he experienced a type of fever that he only got when he was attracted to someone like he was now. Wanting. That was all what his fire was about. "And how good you taste as well." He whispered as his lips moved away.