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Subject: AJ’s Angel Note: Hey guys, it’s me Candy! I noticed that no one was reading Tearing up My heart, so I started AJ’s Angel. I’ve only written this chapter and I’m not too sure what’s going to happen. If you have any feed back e-mail me @ ail . I’m not planning on posting if I get nop replies. I want to thankmy girl K.B. for helping me and inspiring me. Anywayz I hope you enjoy, Love and Hugz, Candy Ouellette Disclaimer: Ok Listen this story Is FICTIONAL!!! I do not know the people in this story. I don’t if this has happened, but I’m still writing about it. If it is illegal to read this where you are, stop, otherwise enjoy! ***********************AJS ANGEL!!!******************************* “Hey AJ! What’s up man?” Howie asked as he was leaving their main living room, noticing that AJ was about to enter. “Not much D. Just going to watch TV.” AJ said as he looked at the floor and shuffled his feet.”Where you headed?” Games room. Hey don’t forget we’re going to the Keg for dinner in just over an hour. And by the way, while your in there, wanna wake up sleeping beauty? Thanks man! See ya later!” AJ entered the main room, looked on the couch and smiled. There in front of him, sleeping peacefully was his Angel. He quietly took a camera out of his pocket, aimed it at Nick and took 3 or 4 pictures. He quickly shoved the camera into his pocket, and plopped himself into a chair, then turned the TV on. AJ flipped through the channels for about half an hour , then he saw a commercial for The Keg and remembered dinner. He got up to wake Nick. As he leaned down to wake Nick, he almost kissed him, then remembered what he was doing, so in a soft voice he said, “Nick, Angel…time to wake up.” When Nick wouldn’t wake up AJ started tickling him, which in short, started a tickling war. After about 10 minutess AJ had Nick pinned on the ground squealing like a a little school girl, “MERCY!! MERCY!!YOU WIN!!!I LOSE!!!” “Oh yeah?? Who’s the best? Say it Carter! Say it or else!!!” “YOU ARE!!!YOU ARE!!!” “And who do you love??” kızılay escort “You!! Now let me up you tattooed freak!” AJ stopped Tickling Nick, Leaned over and kissed him on the forehead. AJ got up and left the room leaving poor little Nick very confused and worried. That night at dinner AJ sat at the opposite end of the table, instead of next to Nick as he usually did. The entire night AJ barely talked to anyone. He never even said one word to Nick. He didn’t even acknowledge him.And when AJ did eventually look at Nick only once, He had a terrible longing in his eyes, and everyone noticed. Everyone but Nick. When they did get back to the hotel, AJ didn’t talk to anyone, but he went strait to his room and locked the door. Brian, Kevin, and Howie all looked at each other with concern in their eyes. Nick said a pleasant good night and went to his room. Brian looked at Kevin And Howie and said, “My room, 1o minutes, we need to talk about those two!” Kevin and Howie both nodded and went to their rooms to change. 10 minutes later All three guys were sitting in Brians room talking, Brian said “Look guys we need to do something. We all know AJ loves Nick, but he won’t tell him. What should we do?” They all thought for a moment when Kevin came up with a plan. Kevin looked up to Brian and said “Why don’t we just tell Nick?? I mean AJ won’t so why don’t we?” Brian looked at Kevin thoughtfully and then looked at Howie. “Well Howie, What do you think Howie?” Howie looked up at Brian and then he looked over to Kevin and Said, “Well, I don’t know what AJ will think of it but I do know that Nick needs to know and I don’t think AJs gonna tell him, so….let’s do it!” Kevin, Brian and Howie all spent the next hour and a half figuring out just how they were going to do it. *****The Next Morning***** Kevin knocked on AJ’s door at 9 in the morning and yelled, “AJ!!! GET YOUR LAZY BUTT OUTTA BED!!!We’ve been nominated to go get breakfast.!Hurry up!” Suddenly the door opened and out popped AJ’s head, keçiören escort with what little hair he had, all messed up looking totally groggy. AJ glared at Kevin and said, “What do you want??” Kevin looked at AJ and shook his head. He replied, “We’re going to Starbuck to get coffee and then to McyDees to get egg McMuffins, so get your butt in gear and get dressed!” AJ glared at Kevin and said to him in a groggy, irritated voice, “I’ll be out in 15 minutes…Wait here!” Kevin smiled and nodded his head as AJ closed the door in his face. Kevin ran to Brians room and knocked on the door 4 times. Brian opened the door and let Kevin in. Brian picked up the phone and dialed Nicks number to his room. *Ring*Ring*Ring*Ring* and finally Nick picked up and said in a sleepy voice, “Hello?” “Hey Nick, its Brian, ummm Howie and I need you to get to my room imediatly!!! We need to talk. Like really talk.” “Umm…Ok..I’ll be there in 10 ok?” “Alright see ya then!” And they both hung up. Brian looked at Kevin and they both high fived each other. *****10 minutes later***** Nick knocked on Brians hotel room door and the door swung open and Brian pulled him in. “What?? I ???What do you guys want??” Nick asked in confusion. “We need to talk, but first why don’t you go to the bathroom and use the….uh…shower! Ok??” “umm…Alright then Bri…” Nick went into the bathroom and turned the shower on. Brian called Kevin to make sure he and AJ were ready to leave. Once Brian got the OK and knew that AJ and Kevin were out of the building he knocked on the bathroom door and asked Nick, “Are youo done in there?” “Yea Bri I’ll be right out.” Howie and Brian looked at each other neverously when Nick came out of the bathroom. Howie finally decided to talk. “Hey Lil’ Nicky, come here. Bri and I need to tell you something.” “Ummm….OK” Nick said as he sat down on the bed.”What is it guys?” Brian looked and Howie then at Nick and said, “Well Nick, this is going to be hard to explain, see we know someone who’s escort ankara in love with you but is too afraid to tell you.” Nick Butted in, “I knew she was in love with me!!! Its Cloe isn’t it? I can SO tell.” “No Nick it isn’t Cloe, its well I mean it’s” “Spit it out man!” “Well Nick it’s AJ.” Nick stared at Brian with his jaw dropped and all he could manage to squeak out was, “AJ!!” “Yes Nick AJ, Our AJ, Alexander Ja..” “YES YES I know who your talking about but AJ?? I mean AJ??” “Yes. He’s been in love with you since the band started. And he’s been to afraid to tell you and we thought that we should so now that you know what are you gonna do about it?” Nick just sat there for a moment, a little in awe and then finally said, “I…I have to go and….to my room and…uh…clean it up.” Nick left, and Howie looked at Brian and said, “Nick, clean up his room? I don’t think so.” *****20 minutes later***** AJ and Kevin had just come back with breakfast and Brian called Nick into his room so that they could all eat. Nick came in and wasn’t his usual perky self, and AJ noticed. AJ looked at Nick and said, “Yo Chaos whats wrong? Are you sick or something?” Nick gave AJ this hurt and confused look and grabbed his food and left to go back to his room. AJ looked at all the guys and noticed that they weren’t suprised by Nick’s actions. “Ok, what did you guys do to him?” The three of looked down at the floor guiltily and for about 5 minutes no one spoke, and finally Kevin took a step towards AJ and asked him, “You love our little Nick don’t you?” AJ looked around at the three guys around him and mumbled out a muffled “Yea” Kevin looked at Brian and Brian nodded so Kevin said, “All we did was notice that you love him, then this morning we…well uh we…” “You did what???” “We told him.” “YOU TOLD NICK WHAT?!?!?!” “We told him that you loved him…Is that ok?” “FUCK NO ITS NOT OK!!! WHO DO YOU GUYS THINK YOU ARE???Oh my god you guys I totally trusted you and look what you’ve done! Now he Hates me!!!” Suddenly the door opened and standing there was Nick, looking at all of them. He finally said, “You guys do realise that I am next door and I can here everything eh?” Brian and Kevin looked at him, and AJ ran into Brian’s bathroom and locked himself in. ***** TBC Thats the end, remeber e-mail me !!!!!

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Subject: Enter, Cash Newman Enter, Cash Newman Disclaimer: This is a completely fictional story – it is in no way real nor does it represent or suggest anything about the true sexuality to behaviour of the actors who play the characters involved. Home and Away belongs to the Seven Network Australia. Summer Bay was divided over the death of con artist Susie McAllister. Did she deserve it after all she had done to trick John, assault Irene, and swindle thousands of dollars from numerous residents including Leah and Justin? It was hard to feel completely sorry for her. But as her then-unidentified body was pulled from the water to the horror of onlookers, the dark cloud had a very shiny silver lining: Senior Constable Cash Newman – a tall, dark and hell hot new cop on the scene. Seemingly out of nowhere appeared a much-needed hunky hero, ready to investigate. Or interrogate. Ryder was a witness to the body’s recovery; and while genuinely panicked that her identity was seemingly Mac, he couldn’t help but be in instant lust with Cash. But he managed to mask his lecherous stares at the stud of his wet dreams, the tool turning his shorts into a tent unnoticed amidst the drama. They hadn’t even interacted and Cash was already sexily seared into Ryder’s mind. Night after night, he watched as Cash passed the taco truck, taking the same route as he walked home after his shift at the station. But how could he get the big-cock’d cop’s attention? Make his intimate intentions known? He couldn’t just scream out “Hey! Arrest me for no reason! I’ll even let you strip search me!” or “Feel free to rape me in the shadows!” There was no way he was going to do something lame like offer him a free taco. With extra `hot sauce’ of the bodily kind. Besides, Cash’s ripped body suggested he probably didn’t eat taco’s anyway. Much like the beautiful people at Nik’s backyard photoshoot. Then Ryder remembered he could be a real pain in the ass. Aha! He could turn his mischievousness into public nuisance. He thought about doing the end of day cleaning naked. Luring Cash into the truck…pouring leftover salsa and guac over him as he rubbed his hard muscles…sucking his cock…riding it…until it powerfully pumped out the accompanying sour cream. Mmmmmmmmm…that was a possibility. But not the idea he went with. *** “Showtime.” Ryder grinned to himself. Upon seeing Cash approaching in the far distance, he stepped out of the truck wearing a hoodie over his upper body. Below, just his speedo. But there was nothing just about it, his bulge looking extra enticing. In his hand he carried a can of neon spray paint as he walked to the back of the surf club and began expressing himself artistically; his style and technique something that would make his artist step-grandmother Martha absolutely cringe. A long line that continued almost the entire wall span. Then another. It quickly became apparent that Ryder was painting an excessively long penis. Going into a hole. As Cash neared, Ryder sprayed the words: I want Cash Newman’s cock. Wobbly, but legible. “Hey! You! Stay right there! Hands up!” Cash yelled as he came sprinting over upon seeing the graffiti. Ryder put his hands up, but stepped aside to show off his handiwork. “Is that true?” Cash demanded. Authoritatively. Yet somewhat impressed. Ryder smiled seductively as he grabbed Cash’s package. But Cash grabbed Ryder’s wrists and aggressively pinned him against the wall. “I asked you a fucking question. Now answer me!” Cash’s hot breath swept over Ryder’s face, the pair mere centimetres apart. *Fuck yes, this guy’s etlik escort 3 chilli’s on the heat scale.* Ryder thought to himself, enjoying the rough treatment. “I dunno, you tell me.” Ryder replied cheekily, averting his gaze down to his expanded crotch. Cash’s intensely captivating blue eyes followed Ryder’s to the teen’s strained swimwear. Cash not so discreetly licked his lips as he forced Ryder’s speedo lower with one hand, the other still pinning his wrist to the wall. Ryder was suddenly awash in a sizzling wave of desire as Cash’s tongue vigorously permeated his mouth, wildly swirling…battling Ryder’s…as they swapped and mixed spit between passionately pressed lips. “Mmmmmmmmmm…” murmured Ryder as Cash grabbed his hard hammer and jerked it eagerly, sending electric jolts through the younger hottie. Soon after, Cash’s firm fingers were replaced by the feeling of his rock hard fucker grinding against Ryder’s; Cash’s sizeable shaft sliding over Ryder’s as their willy’s went to war. There was no light, no people, and all night long to break every rule with the delinquent, or dick-linquent. Cash took his time foreplaying with randy Ryder, but eventually he shifted gears as he sunk to his knees and swallowed the fresh 19 year old, 8 inch meat, sparking an inferno inside the boy. “Mmmmmmmmmmmmmm….ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…”Ryder panted uncontrollably. Cash was already making him so heady that he forgot this is what he wanted to be doing to the criminally masculine, insanely alpha sex god. At the same time, lustful lads like Ryder were dime a dozen for Cash, and so he wanted to make him wait for what it was he really wanted: the brutal bang. He knew he was torturing Ryder, in the best way possible; the power equally turning him on. Ryder was at the apex of his arousal, though not at climax; his body spasming as he he drivingly thrust his dick deeper down Cash’s cock-sucking throat, grabbing anywhere that gave him some sense of balance – Cash’s muscular shoulders…his head, mussing up his dark hair in the process. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…” Ryder trembled in ecstasy as Cash’s lips ascended Ryder’s smooth young body, kissing up his toned stomach, around his pecs, over his alert nipples, across his thumping chest; each time lifting Ryder’s hoodie up until it was over his head and off, tossed to the ground. Once again face to face, Cash smashed his lips against Ryder’s a second time, suctioning him into another steamy kiss. His body boiling from Cash trailing his soft, warm lips over his tight torso, Ryder melted; molten lava practically flowing through his veins. He was delirious with joy; the moment his now free hands tore open Cash’s shirt a blur. Buttons popped off in all directions as Cash expertly shook his shoulders, making his shirt slink off as it fell to the ground. Craving Ryder just as much, Cash grabbed the back of Ryder’s neck with one hand, tightly, yet gently, pulling him even closer as they continued kissing; his other hand caressing Ryder’s back – strongly, soothingly, spine tinglingly. Better than anything Ryder ever imagined, there he was enveloped in Cash’s inked arms; his tattoos part of his erotic allure. Ryder cupped Cash’s solid pecs for a few moments, before admiringly sliding his hands down over the sharp contours of his ripped abs. Cash’s hands meanwhile careened over the cheeks of Ryder’s bubble butt; almost kneading them like dough as he fondled, before jamming a finger between his crack and prodding at his tight, yearning hole. Ryder attempted to mirror the action, ankara escort bayan slipping his hand beneath Cash’s holster…finding the waistband of his trunks…sliding inside… But Ryder didn’t make it any further; Cash distracting him as he shoved Ryder’s face into his sweaty, heaving chest, forcing him to savour his studly body just as he had done with Ryder’s earlier. As Cash eased his grip, Ryder kissed and licked his way down his brawny body, inhaling his manly scent as he went. Then there it finally was – Cash’s pole plummeting down Ryder’s throat. It had practically been stabbing him the entire time, so he knew it was huge…harder than hard…not meters long as his graffiti depicted, but more than adequately hung at almost 10 inches – the biggest cock Ryder had ever seen…touched…and now tasted. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…fuck yeah….mmmmmmmmmmmmm…ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…” Cash moaned; his entire meat submerged in hot saliva, Ryder’s lips pulling it deeper despite Cash’s fat head battering his tonsils as he fiercely fed the hungry hole, to their mutual benefit. Strong as an ox with the stamina (and dick) of a horse, Cash could have dunked his donger into Ryder’s bottomless spit pool for hours to come. But his slithery snake was rearing to give Ryder the phallic prize. With that, Cash yanked Ryder to his feet, spun him around and pinned him to the wall, pulling his hands behind his back as if he were making an arrest. Then he realised, although he was off duty, he still had his cuffs; pulling them out as he placed them on Ryder’s wrists. “You didn’t think you were getting away with wilfully damaging public property, did you?” Cash taunted. “I thought I was giving you one hell of a welcome, Constable.” Ryder retorted playfully. “SENIOR Constable.” Cash corrected him. “Well, SENIOR Constable,” Ryder spat back, emphasising the senior part, “that better be one superior fuck you’re about to give me.” Cash didn’t reply, letting his punishing, policeman’s pole do the talking as his slammed his way inside Ryder. Not only had he recently entered the bay, he had now just entered his first toy boy there. With a bang. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…..god…fuck yeah…….ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…” Ryder moaned, his soul ignited as the slick friction of Cash’s cock pounding his tight hole made sparks fly. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhh…ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…nothing like tight teenage ass…especially a bad boy’s…” Cash grunted amidst the slapping sounds made with each violent thrust. *Bad? You haven’t seen anything, stud.* Ryder grinned to himself. While Cash was king, Ryder was the credit, expertly handling the welcome assault to his anus. After a while, Cash briefly withdrew his penile weapon as he turned Ryder to face him. Before Ryder could protest the sudden emptiness, Cash embraced him and lifted him as Ryder instinctively wrapped his legs around Cash’s taut waist, resting perched atop his holster belt. With Ryder’s hands still cuffed behind his back, Cash again pinned Ryder to wall using the full weight of his muscular body for support as he resumed roughly ramming him. Ryder couldn’t touch Cash, but was no less turned on as he felt the full force of his fucker; their bodies closer than ever, to the point they’d basically…libidinously…fused and become one. “Ohhhhhh…fuck….ohhhhh…” Ryder watched Cash inhale and exhale in short succession as they stared intensely at each other; Cash’s piercing blue eyes practically penetrating him as much as his powerful penis. “Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh….ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…” sincan escort Cash’s breath shortened, his loose fair flickered over his face, his eyes rolled back, his body convulsed, and his cock picked up speed; all signals that he was climaxing. “OHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH…FUCK…” He let out in an animalistic roar of gratification as he erupted; storming his hot, sticky semen into Ryder’s hole…shooting it throughout his system as if his shlong was massacring his insides. Ryder’s biggest cock yet lavished him with an equally proportionate load. “Phew.” Cash panted as he brushed his dark hair back off his face, his hand wiping the sweat from his forehead at the same time. “Shit. That. Was. Amazing.” Ryder gasped as he recovered, his receiving just as arduous as Cash’s giving. Cash smiled knowingly, not wanting to brag *too* much. He then uncuffed Ryder and started walking away. “Hey!” Ryder called after him. “You can’t leave yet. I haven’t cum. Don’t leave me hanging!” Cash gestured with his head for Ryder to follow him. “I haven’t finished with you yet.” He said sternly, continuing his stride as Ryder caught up. As they approached a parked car, Cash drew his gun and quickly surveyed the area. Clear. For a split second Ryder was startled, but it became clear he wasn’t being executed as Cash used the gun’s handle to smash the driver’s window before unlocking the door. “Get in.” Cash ordered. Ryder was confused, but complied. “You know Summer Bay better than me.” Cash said. “Take us somewhere else I can fuck your brains out all night long.” A sly smile crossed his face before he nuzzled Ryder’s neck; kissing him there while the teen hot wired the car. It was obvious to Ryder that Cash wasn’t just a replacement for the now jailed Senior Constable Colby Thorne, but literally his 2.0: a `reformed’ (or not so) bad boy. Nor did Cash have to gush over how much he wanted more of Ryder, this risky but thrilling offence saying it all. Ryder was exhilarated; his cock throbbing even more as they embarked on a `joyride’ that would have multiple meanings 😉 Paper crumbled under Cash’s boot as the cop got comfortable in the passenger seat. As Ryder passed under a street light, a name on a takeaway bag caught Cash’s attention: La Cucaracha. Ryder’s taco truck – a fact that hadn’t gone unnoticed by Cash during his short time in the bay. Cash tipped the bag open as unused napkins fell out, followed by a sachet of hot sauce. As if Cash had mind-read Ryder’s fantasies, he turned the tables as he squeezed the sauce into his palm and slathered it on Ryder’s cock and jerked him off as he drove. “Mmmmmmmmmmm…” Ryder moaned. “It’s bad enough we’re stealing some random’s car, don’t make me cum on his brakes!” He let out a small, nervous laugh. “Relax.” Cash replied, his tone slightly warmer. Ryder’s cock slipped and squelched effortlessly through his fist as oozing pre-cum combined with the saucy lube until both guys felt Ryder’s rod tighten and expand. “I’m gonna cum!” Ryder proclaimed. Cash grinned as he stroked Ryder’s stick harder and faster. “FUCK….I’M GONNA CUM…” Ryder almost screamed this time. It looked like he’d be leaving behind evidence of being in the car…the cum swelled inside his cock, rapidly building to eruption… “Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm…ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh…thank fuck…” Ryder moaned as he felt Cash’s mouth engulf his exploding dick at the last second; rampantly dispersing his spermshake down his slurping throat. “I hope you’ve got plenty more of that.” Cash grinned, licking his lips as he rubbed Ryder’s thigh. “For you, I sure do.” Ryder replied as they leaned into a kiss, the road now surrounded by nothing but darkness and bushland; their destination an unknown seclusion and whatever sexy hot adventure lay ahead…

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Subject: Men of Dragonball Z – Chapter 22 Men of Dragonball Z – Chapter 22 Trunks flew home, still reeling from his encounter with Goku. He still felt full of Goku’s cum, not to mention the taste is still fresh on his tongue. Reminiscing from his encounter with the father of his best friend was still making him horny, as he flew through the air his dick kept chubbing up, he had to get home quick to have a wank. Back at Goku’s house, as the door closed he quickly grabbed the pile of clothes and instant transmitioned to the nearby lake, both to have a soak in the cool water after his escapade and to hide the fact that he just fucked his youngest son’s best friend from his family. Trunks made it back home and quickly ran to his room for a wank, doing his best to avoid anyone. He made it to his room and swiftly shut the door behind him and flicked the lock so no one could interrupt him. “You seem to be in a hurry…” He heard his father voice echo through his room from behind him, Trunks froze as he felt his heart skip a beat. “Father?!” He yelped as he spun around. Vegeta was stood only a few feet apart from Trunks as the made eye contact. Vegeta’s eyes narrowed above Trunks’ brows where he saw what looked like dry cum. He approached his son as his brows furrowed, clearly he was angry about something but Trunks didn’t know what about yet. Trunks gulped as his father approached him, getting another taste of Goku’s cum as he swallowed, and the fact that his father was approaching him made him get hard again, and quickly. Soon enough his small dick was pointing straight out towards Vegeta, causing a very visible tent. “That’s what I like to see, my son getting hard at the sight of me.” Vegeta said with a slight smirk on his face. “Only issue is, that isn’t my cum in your hair so who’s cock have you been kızılay escort sucking on? Goten’s?” He said, getting angrier by the second. Trunks started panicking and stammered out a barely audible response. “E.. erh yeah…” He said, going pale. “Liar, that is way too much cum for someone his age, I bet he can’t even cum yet anyways. So I’ll ask one more time… Who’s, cum, is, all, over, your, face, and, hair?!” Vegeta’s nose started to flare as he showed his teeth. “It’s Goku’s!” He blared out in his panic. Trunks could see the anger build up in his fathers face and started to sweat. Vegeta reached the small frame of his son and stopped. Quickly, before Trunks could even see what happened, his father’s gloved hand came towards his face, back handing him, causing him to fly into the wall. Trunks layed slumped up against the wall as he held his face where Vegeta slapped him. Vegeta approached Trunks again and stood in front of him, folding his arms and widening his stance. “Take off your clothes.” He said coldly. Trunks’ eyes started to water slightly, he might be scared of the events that are about to happen, he couldn’t deny that he was extremely horny and the situation wasn’t helping his painful erection. Trunks stood up and slowly started to strip for his father. Eventually he was stood fully nude in the corner of his room, his small, almost bald boy cock was still stood at full attention towards his father. “Now, turn around, spread your ass cheeks.” Trunks knew what was coming, it was bad enough that he sucked off another person, but getting fucked by them too was even worse. It definitely didn’t help that the person who fucked him was both a Saiyan but what was worse is that the person who fucked him is his fathers rival. Trunks slowly turned around with his head keçiören escort facing his feet. He held his breath and braced for his fathers reaction. Now, facing the wall he reached back and grabbed his cheeks, spreading them to show off his small, tight hole to his father. It was clear that Trunks was clenching his hole closed. “Relax it…” Vegeta spoke, still through gritted teeth. Trunks reluctantly eased his muscles and relaxed his entrance. Just as he thought, a long trickle of Goku’s hot, white, creamy load left his ass and started to slide down his leg. Trunks quickly felt a hand grab the back of his neck and force his body into the wall. “You’ve done it now, boy!” Vegeta snarled. Vegeta started to raise his son by the back of his neck until his ass was at Vegeta’s face level as he started to inspect Goku’s cum. Surprisingly, Trunks felt something foreign enter his hole and start to move, giving him pleasure. Vegeta surprised as he moved forward and stuck his tongue straight into his son’s ass, taking in the combined taste of Goku’s seed and Trunks’ ass. As he was eating his son’s ass out he couldn’t deny the tightening he could feel surrounding his cock. He hated that the taste of anything from Goku was making him hard. Vegeta dropped Trunks and spun him around, grabbing him by his mouth and forced it open before spitting the remainder of Guku’s cum into his mouth. “Swallow.” He demanded as he watched his son hesitate before swallowing what was left of Goku’s cum. Vegeta stripped as quickly as possible, eventually he just burst out some energy to tear his clothes off his body, revealing his large cock and balls as the sprung out. “Start sucking you little slut!” Vegeta barked as he grabbed the back of Trunks’ head, gripping at his lavender hair and forcing escort ankara his face into his crotch. Trunks quickly, and almost expertly took his fathers cock into his mouth and started sucking, soon feeling Vegeta’s trimmed pubes scratch his nose. “Fucking choke on my cock if you like cum that much!” Vegeta was still clearly pissed about Trunks sleeping with Goku, and if this is was his punishment, he wasn’t about to start complaining. Vegeta’s hips sped up as he was forcing the lavender haired pre-teen son onto his large cock. Soon, Vegeta heard Trunks start to gag on his dick but he didn’t let up on the speed, in fact, he wanted to punish his son even more and upped the speed. Soon enough, Vegeta started to glow as he went super saiyan. Trunks’ eyes were watering like crazy as his father continued his assault on his mouth. Before he knew it his throat was coated in a thick layer of cum that he instantly started to swallow. “Ooohh fuck! Good boy! That’s it, swallow all my cum!” Vegeta started to let up the attack on his son’s throat as the last drops of spunk emptied from his cock. Vegeta slowly slid out of Trunks mouth. “Turn around again, I wanna make sure that you’re still as tight as you were before.” He demanded. Trunks swiftly spun around and went down on all fours, showing off his recently cleaned ass hole. Vegeta followed him and got down on the floor before lining his thick cock up with Trunks’ pink hole. Trunks felt the cock that made him touch his hole before it forced its way into him. “Mmm, fuck! Still as tight as ever!” He complimented. Soon enough Vegeta was pounding away at Trunks’ ass before emptying another flood of his baby juices into Trunks. “Fuck yeah, take my load you cum dump!” Both Vegeta and Trunks layed on the bedroom floor, coved in sweat and Trunks in a small pool of his brothers and sisters. “Goku is going to pay for fucking you.” He stated before standing up and making his way out of Trunks’ room, still fully naked, his long flaccid dick swayed from side to side as walked out, showing off his round ass to his son as he disappeared into the hallway.

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