SaucyBoredom

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Nightwing has been whoring around Gotham every since departing from Daddy Bat. He's been screwing his way down a list of Batman's foes. Is it bitter revenge or sweet freedom he is exercising?

The ally is known as the pig pen. That's cuz only pigs fuck down that shit way. Fuckin high nose, leather wearing, crime busting pigs. They like to toy with one another seeing whose the bigger hog. Their batons usually smell like shit cuz they fuck their pig brothers with them and refuse to clean em after. Imagine gettin hit from behind by a black stick thats been jammed up another man's willing ass.

The Imperial Guard stood proud in their new Imperial attire. The supersoldier serum developed by lusty scientists have worked wonders on their physique. Each soldier bursting with strength and loyalty. Their transformation will usher in a new dawn for the Empire. The known world will soon come under one rule and may their gods bless their transition into a uniting force.

Bubble boi Evans has the ass of a Nation and the attitude to go with it. The righteousness pours from every pore of his perfect form. The ideal standard for male perfection. You'll think Hephestous worked together with his wife Aphrodite to sculpt the epitome of human masculinity.

An newly appointed officer recieces a uniquely private fitting with the district tailor. Stripped bare in front of the tailor, their measurements are taken and then given a uniform. This uniform would fit them without complaint. Contouring fabric clung to the muscles the rookie gained from his days at training. Feeling the surge of righteousness and installment of justice the rookie felt he had made the right decision for his career.

His Majesty never goes far without his Prince Consort. Even on the battlefront, the grand Emporer keeps his prince at his side. The presence of the Prince emboldened the soldiers and officers. Their sense of home and country strengthened at the sight of their Emporer supported by his Consort. Every seasoned officer wanted to be the Emporer just as every young man wanted to be his Consort.

The bar was quite lively with the Red Coats filling its cramped space. The Tight End is the only bar in miles of each little hamlet out in the country. When an entourage of soldiers drive through late in the evening, it's no wonder they'd carve out time in their busy schedule to wet their parched whistles.

Had to give the guys a tasteful tease for what's parked and waiting for their juicey blueballed cocks. So many "straight" men cruise the parking lot lustfully hoping to dump their load which is supposed to be deposited in their wives. We know what's going on behind those closed doors given those same husbands are stuffed up my ass rocking my truck back and forth.