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“A ver, a ver, a ver... Sólo porque seas un vampiro y en teoría seas inmortal no significa que las reglas no apliquen para ti,” reclamó el mayor con un tono serio. Cualquiera asumiría que Daze había hecho algo malo, pero la realidad estaba muy lejana de ser así. Milo sólo tenía una ligera tendencia a la exageración por las cosas más tontas, cosa que hacía para aligerar las cargas de las preocupaciones modernas.

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Las ruedas de la vieja bicicleta de hierro arrancaban crujidos a la gravilla que componía el camino, resonando en la linde del bosque en mitad de la noche. La luna llena arrojaba una luz pálida, mortecina, pero a Dave, sumido en la música que sonaba por su auriculares, poco le inquietaba.

Conocía aquel sendero como la palma de su mano, pues era el camino más corto a casa de su abuela. Normalmente no solía hacerlo de noche, nadie en el pueblo solía entrar de moche en el bosque, pero su abuela le había llamado para pedirle ayuda y sus padres estaban fuera aquel fin de semana y se habían llevado el coche familiar. Por lo tanto, sólo le había quedado una opción.

De repente, un extraño ruido proveniente de una de las hileras de árboles que flanqueaban el camino se coló sobre la música que reproducía su viejo MP3. Alertado, frenó en seco y se quitó uno de los auriculares. Entrecerró los ojos, tratando de ver entre los troncos y los arbustos, pero no consiguió distinguir nada.

— ¿Hola? ¿Hay alguien ahí? —preguntó, avanzando hacia la procedencia del ruido aún con la bicicleta entre las piernas. Quizás fueran imaginaciones suyas, pero estaba bastante seguro de haber oído algo.

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Adryan & Aaron.

“¿Cuántas veces tendremos que pasar por esto?” Preguntó Adryan que se encontraba en medio del bosque recogiendo materiales para un hechizo. Había vivido esta secuencia tantas veces que ya hasta reconocía los pasos de Aaron sin tener que darse la vuelta. 

“¿O acaso ya haces esto por cuestiones personales?” Se giró para encarar al otro, sus manos moviéndose rápidamente a su cuello, desabrochando los dos primeros botones de su camisa. 

There really was no room for doubt in Kevin’s mind—nor suspicion for that matter that they chose to do the shoot at night, even more so since there’s a current stale on the Ghostbusters’ current cases that he was just excited that everything else just aligned. In fact, even when the doors of the mansion seemed to open up to him, it only goaded more of that excitement in Kevin’s chest that the massive slabs of his beefy breasts, swelled against his tank top—almost threatening that pert nipple of his to finally slip out as they shamelessly pushed against the cotton fabric with how the stroll towards the place got Kevin feeling that nice cool breeze in the night as if the moonlight isn’t already showing of the pink areoles that were already peeking.

Still, Kevin walked on in with a cautious but eager spark within him, and with every step inside that he took, the fat globes of his ass fought against his jeans that they almost creaked—just as his tank top fought against the same strain with how his heavy pecs jiggled on. Hey, they did say simple clothes work best for modeling gigs. Easy to change out of. And Kevin was all too ready for it to happen. And judging by how the mansion still looked all expensive even with the low lights, the thought that he’d be modelling for a swanky brand goaded at his excitement even more.

“Hello?” he finally called out. Still cautious, though the rich deepness of his voice made it a little more audible. “I’m ready for my close up—” he continued on with a little chuckle as he looked around.

Enrique took a deep breath, he didn’t know how he got himself into this situation. But he couldn’t be more excited and nervous. He looked at the tall man before him lustful eyes, the way he there shirtless made Enrique crave him more. He wanted nothing more than to touch those perfect shaped abs, bury his face in between the cleft in between his pecs and taste every inch of his body. “Yeah I think I can handle it.” He said as he slide his pants off, displaying his perky ass for Leonard. He took a deep breath before turning and facing him. This is what he wanted and Enrique was willing to do anything to please this man. He grabbed the lube and add some lube to his ass before adjust himself on top of the toy. “Ah!” He moaned as he felt the tip inside of him. He looked at the other hoping he was enjoying the show. His eyes fluttered closed as he slide down until he reached the bottom when he gasped for air. His eyes shut open as he looked up at  Leonard. “I’m ready sir.” He said placing his hand on the arm rest and waiting for his new master to bond him to the chair. “Shit!” He moaned as he slowly rocked back and forth on the toy. 

Gabe sighed as he walked through the threshold of their home. He slipped out of his jacket and hung it up on the coat rack near the door. His dark maroon dress shirt somehow wasn’t that wrinkled even after an evening out with his husband. But now that the two men were finally home, he knew it would inevitably end up on the floor. “Remind me to get more of that red wine the next time we go out, okay?” Gabe grinned as he walked closer to his husband, placing his hands upon the man’s chest shamelessly. The aphrodisiac properties of the wine were finally starting to be felt by Gabe. He leaned up slightly and pressed a kiss on the older man’s cheek.