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Aiden's face pulled into a sneer as he looked over Bruno's body. He thought that this would be easy. Bruno didn't look this toned. He didn't have an attitude to be sliding that much meat between his legs. It actually was at least a little bigger than his own. At least soft. Surely that wouldn't hold up with a little more inspection.

He let out a low, dissatisfied grunt at Bruno's words. Where was this cockiness coming from all of a sudden? "Yeah, right." He grunted, narrowing his eyes at the other male. "Get them hard and we'll see who the real man is." Aiden was not going to back down that easily. And he was never going to admit that Bruno was more of a man than him. He would find a way to win no matter how big of a dick Bruno might have.

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Wally had never been the adventurous kind-- to the point where he spent the majority of his evenings inside with a book, usually by himself. Saying that this was one of the wildest things he'd ever done would be an understatement. The attention he was getting from Scott, the kisses, the way their bodies were inches away from each other-- all of it combined was enough to get Wally hard in a matter of seconds. ❛ S-Shit... I don't know-- I'm a l-little nervous-- ❜ Takes a quick look around before finally giving in, pressing closer against Scott, hands moving down to squeeze Scott's ass through his pants. ❛ F-Fuck, Scott... you're s-so hot... ❜ Licks his lips, a nerdy smile on his face.

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Michael had grown comfortable in his role as lone wolf. After his discharge, he lost the only pack he ever knew. Adjusting to civilian life after 15 years in a war zone is hard, but as a werewolf, it was even worse without a pack to return to. So he rather stuck to what he knew best. Killing people. As a lone alpha with excellent combat and sharpshooter training, he was never lacking jobs. It would probably surprise people how often someone needed someone to disappear, preferably six feet under, to never be found again. Or so he thought. Then he heard of Kai Makoa walking the earth once more, raised from the dead, and he couldn't believe it. People he killed stayed dead. Michael prided himself in that, so he made it his mission to find the old bastard. And this time he wouldn't leave behind enough for a resurrection. Following his prey lead him to Beacon Hills, a small town that felt far too quiet and idyllic to be real. There was something simmering there, and one of those things was the man they called the ghost wolf these days. Finding him was trickier than expected. He no longer smelled the way he used to, the strong musk turned to an almost intoxicating sweetness that made Michael's head spin. With every breath he drew while spying on the other, he felt more addicted to him, the thought of killing him this time for good slipping his mind slowly. After a few days, he finally saw his chance, following the other wolf into the woods. He knew that there was a real possibility that Kai knew that he was followed, maybe he even knew that it was his killer who was right there, watching every breath he took. Arriving at a clearing that was deep in the woods, he stopped, thinking it was about time to reveal his face.

"Kai Makoa in the flesh... and here I thought I put a bullet through your brain"

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29c (Gabe x Ollie)

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Gabe admitted had been taken by how pretty Ollie was. That was the whole reason that he started hanging out with the other male, but they ended up getting along amazingly well. He just liked spending time with the redhead. They partied toegther a lot. Sometimes he thought that they were about to do more, but it never seemed to happen for some reason. He liked Ollie too much to force the matter for a long time.

As they got closer, he even started to spent a lot of time at Ollie's house, helping in his garden as they talked about Ollie's dream to have a ranch.

This was one of those days, when they'd spent a long time in the sun, weeding a vegetable patch. Gabe got to his feet, wiping the sweat off his brow and annoucing that he was getting them something to drink. It was in the process of getting drinks that Gabe had an idea -- and a familiar pressure in his loins.

He poured himself a glass of water, downing it before he headed outside, stopping partway to pull the leg of his shorts up. He rarely wore underwear around Ollie, hoping for something to happen finally, so it was easy to point the tip of his cock into the glass and let the golden water flow into the glass. He filled it up easily and carried it out to the redhead like nothing was going on.

"Here you go, bud. Drink up. You need to stay hydrated." He cooed, offering the yellowish liquid to the other male.

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017c (any of yours x theo with theo perhaps wearing his boyfriend stiles' jersey to a game and staying in the glory hole)

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Josh never could keep his attention on the game for long. After downing a few beers, he was already bored of watching overly dressed guys running around a field chasing a ball. He would much rather be at a party. Far fewer clothes, better entertainment, more alcohol and drugs, and the focus was on fun not some guy getting a ball in a net.

He wandered to the bathroom, going into a stall and unzipping. He was already pissing by the time his eyes had drifted to the dividing wall. His eyes were immediately drawn to the tongue pushing through the hole in the divider, inviting him over. With a smirk, he let the stream die out, moving over to the hole and wiping the soft head of his cock and the last few drops of his piss over the waiting tongue.

"This what you want?"

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15c (ennis x perry)

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Ennis was tired of Perry being a little brat. He'd gone to Perry's club many times. They'd danced together. They'd flirted. They'd bought each other drinks. They'd talked about sneaking to some back room together. But Perry always bailed on him at the last minute. On a few occasions, he'd chased away other guys that Perry had nearly hooked up with. He was sure that there were others that he hadn't caught. Not that that turned him off from Perry. There were other guys he'd hooked up with as well, of course. But Perry was that conquest that just wouldn't give in to their mutual desire for each other, and he was getting sick of it.

When Ennis found Perry on his knees in one of the VIP sections, about to put someone's balls in his mouth, Ennis lost it. He chucked the other guy out of the semi-private VIP area and turned to Perry with a tense jaw and fire in his eyes. Maybe he wouldn't have minded quite as much had he not been at the bar making sure that Perry's half-finished drink that he'd bought getting watered down as the ice melted. Maybe.

He grabbed Perry by the hair, forcing him over his lap as he sat down on the plush couch. He took Perry's belt and forced the other male's pants down to his ankles.

"You asked for this. You think I'm going to deal with being some little bitch's cuckold? It's time you learn that your place is underneath me." Ennis growled out, winding the belt around his hand. He was going to make this hurt. This would be a lesson that Perry wouldn't soon forget. The leather snapped against Perry's shapely ass, leaving a red streak behind the pale skin.

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08c (peter x scott with a pussy)

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If Peter would have known that he could have so easily had the true alpha in his grasp, he could have made this happen far sooner. Who needed fighting and scheming and all the frustration that entailed when he could have all the power he wanted in his hands and have a good time while doing it?

Another attempt to steal the alpha blood from Scott's veins had failed, but it had been successful in its own way. The tension between them had finally come to a head when during their fight Scott had torn Peter's shirt -- which he had pointed out cost more than everything in Scott's thrift store closet -- when the next thing that Peter knew, Scott gave into his horny teenage werewolf urges. Scott had started to suck on Peter's chest. From there, it was a frenzy of ripping clothes and open-mouthed kisses.

Fast forward to this moment and Scott was layingon the floor with his legs spread wide, his formerly tight pussy still gaping after Peter had mercilessly fucked him, thick white cream oozing down from him. Over Scott's lacrosse-toned stomach, chest, and face were the wet remains of two more loads. Scott looked like he'd just taken a ride on a conveyer belt in a glazed donut shop.

Cum drunk, Scott scooped up some ofPeter's copious cum andbrought it to his mouth, greedily slurping it off his fingers. Peter's spent cock throbbed and dropped another big glob of cum onto Scott's forehead from he stood over the teenager.

"Remind me to buy you a collar next time I go out." Peter cooed with a smirk on his lips.

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02c (any of yours x travis)

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Liam was tired of being treated like crap. Scott and Stiles always treated him like a kid. He hated that, but at least he knew they were trying to look out for him. Mason practically ignored him now that he and Corey were together, but at least he knew that Mason was just chasing his happiness and he couldn't fault his best friend for that. But Travis? Travis was just a bitch. There was no good reason for it. Yeah, he was younger than Travis by a few years. Yeah, he wasn't one of the cool kids or whatever Travis thought that he was. But he wasn't a punching bag, either.

When Travis started mouthing off and insulting everything that he did, Liam had enough. He pulled his belt off. He knew that he was fast, even for a werewolf. He had Travis' pants down and the leather of the belt whipped against Travis' ass twice before the other male could even react. "Say it with me." Liam growled, bringing the leather down on Travis' ass again. "Liam. Is. Not. My. Bitch." He grunted, each word emphasized with another smack to the other male's chocolate ass. "No. Better yet. I. Am. Liam's. Bitch. Say it."