Art from 2012
(Mature Section)
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A couple of characters for a possible story set in 17th century France.
Edouard, a young aristocrat, fled his home for the woods in order to avoid an arranged marriage. Travelers often told a legend of these woods, of a giant, four-armed deer who wandered within and terrorized anyone foolish enough to enter unarmed. However, Instead of a terrible monster, Edouard met La Mouche, a 13-foot tall mercenary who hated killing. The two quickly became good friends, both eager for a new life of adventure, and set out on a quest for…a quest. It turns out that the stories they read in the adventure books barely resembled the plights of real-life adventurers. No matter where or when danger and excitement arose, you could always count on these two to just miss it.
(BTW, I don’t think I’ll ever get closer to macro than this.)
Gabe, taking a little time off to contemplate the vast mysteries of life and figure out just what they put in those dog treats.
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Lester Brisk is a retired naval officer and father of Ft. Barrett Psychos tight end T.L. Brisk.
Although Lester would never admit it, Toby had always been his favorite son, and watching him grow from a young, feisty cub to a nationally-acclaimed professional athlete filled his heart with pride and awe…and more. There was one other thing Lester would never admit about Toby: he was madly in love with him. That toned body, that youthful energy, that heart-melting grin; Lester would move heaven and hell to make Toby his mate, to forget those cruel familial boundaries and let them love as freely as two panthers were meant to love.
Having recently suffered a nasty divorce, Lester found himself leaning ever more on his son for emotional support, and it became harder to hide the feelings he had for him. Surprisingly, it was Toby who eventually made the first move. But then, Lester really shouldn’t have been surprised; Toby had always had a knack for reading people’s intentions. What started as a simple grooming turned into kissing, and kissing turned to groping, and groping to sucking, to mounting, to penetration, to Toby cumming inside his father’s ass, on his father’s bed, without a sliver of hesitation between them. This time, it was real. This time, it would last. If only they didn’t have to keep it a secret. Nothing kills a football star’s career faster than a glut of gay incest. Except maybe dogfighting.
(The preceding story is purely a personal fantasy of mine that probably won’t be canon in the Metroburg universe. Unless it turns out a lot of readers are into that kind of thing.)
After an intense day at the gym, Patton and Darrin cool down with a–Patton! What in the blazes are you doing with that rat?! You can’t do that! What if Elaine finds out?!
…actually, that looks kinda hot. You know what, you guys just carry on. Forget I said anything.
Huskies. Whatcha gonna do?
