Ash slowly sucked on Pikachu's left ear,

[afronaut]

bobbing his head up and down, just like he'd practiced on Professor Oak's oak rod hundreds of times in the past. Pikachu let out a soft moan. "Pi... pika...." he said. "You like that, don't you?" said Ash. "Well, it's about to get a whole lot better..." Ash took the Koffing slime he'd been keeping in a jar for just such a special occasion out of his bag. "Pikachu, we're going to remember this night forever..." Ash began rubbing the Koffing slime on his surprisingly-long shaft. Ash kissed Pikachu long and deep, and then turned him over. "Chu..." said Pikachu, letting Ash know he was ready. Ash began to penetrate Pikachu, slowly. "Pik-AAARRRRGGGHHH" yelled the poor little rodent. He'd never done this sort of thing before, and he hadn't imagine it hurting so much. I mean, he'd heard plenty of stories about Ash being violated by Charmander in the past, and he didn't seem to mind. But Pikachu loved Ash, and wanted him to get relief. Ash began thrusting faster and faster, hitting the little guy's prostate. "CCCCHHHHHUUUUUU!" screamed Pikachu, who ejaculated due to the stimulation of his prostate. Unfortunately, Pikachu was unable to control his electric shock. Ash collapsed on his pokemon lover. Pikachu removed Ash's genitals from his anal region, and looked in Ash's eyes. Ash was dead. Silently, Pikachu sat there and cried over the body of his deceased lover. And the pain of his anal wounds.

[Freebasser]

I saved my file and walked over to my bed, there must have been two dozen
people on my contact list who were online but none of them ever talked to
me, it'd have been nice but it wasn't going to happen. I slumped into my
bed, it was only 10pm but depression had caused me to feel much more tired
than I was. I sulked into my pillow and sighed, that seemed to wake Rufus
up and he looked at me. Rufus is Border collie and the most beautiful dog I
have ever seen, he's understanding for a dog and apart from house training
has never disappointed me. He got onto the bed and made that whining noise
whenever something was wrong. I rubbed his head between his ears and he
licked my face and nose, causing me to laugh. My nose is my special spot
and Rufus seemed to know that. He licked it again and just stared at me,
his right front paw on my chest. I don't know why and still don't but I
kissed him on the lips and he licked me more, his tongue searching. I
willingly accepted, and my tongue joined his. I hugged him then and
whispered into his ear how much I loved him, it struck me then how lonely I
was, I hadn't had a good loving partner in almost a year and here was
Rufus, my best friend... Humping my belly?! I stopped hugging him and
laughed, he seemed to be smiling as well, panting slightly.

"Not one for romantic mush eh Ruuf?"

He just lowered his head, sniffing the bed and looked up again. My eyesight
was drawn immediately to his sheath; his pink cock was starting to stick
out. Lying down as I was, contrasting against his black and white fur his
cock wasn't hard to spot. I moved my foot up to touch it, and he started to
hump, more of his cock was showing with each thrust. Then I got his cock
in-between my big toe and the one right next to it (Is there a name for
them?) and he started to hump faster, his cock rapidly swelling up. I
should mention now that I never got Rufus fixed, I wouldn't want it done to
me, so I'm certainly not going to have it done to my friend. He kept on
doing this for a while, and I just watched mesmerised as his cock rapidly
moving, slicked up by his copious amounts of precum. I sat up, my own dick
making a dent in my boxers. I took Rufus's cock into my hand and was amazed
how hot it was. He was quite happy to hump my hand until he spotted the wet
patch on my boxers, and he licked at the precum there, and seemed to really
like the taste. He stopped humping my hand so I used the distraction to
take my boxers off, my dick sprung back up and he went to it, short little
licks with his rough tongue. This was really turning me on but Rufus just
seemed interested in my precum, eventually I had to push him away as my
cockhead was getting oversensitive. As I pushed his head down he seemed to
dive between my bum and started licking. He was going to rim me! I didn't
hesitate and spread my legs, my heart beating wildly; I've wanted this for
so long. My anticipation was cut short as his tongue touched my bared
arsehole, hot rough texture upon sensitive puckered flesh causing me to
moan out in pleasure. I may live by myself, but I've always been quite
during sex. However this was so exciting and so pleasurable I couldn't help
but moan in response. Rufus if anything seemed encouraged by this and
licked deeper, driving his snout up in-between my cheeks. It felt so good,
but then I saw his cock, I knew what had to be done; at least what I
thought had to be done. I rolled over and he continued lapping at my
pucker, never ceasing until I got up on all fours and he got the idea
almost instantly. He jumped up onto my back and started humping, I winced
his front paws clawing my back. It was nothing compared to the feeling of
what happened next. His cock found its target and it felt like a red hot
poker was trying to shove its way into me. He buried it in with one thrust
and I did scream a lot and swore enough to make an old sailor blush. He
didn't stop, didn't wait for me to adjust, just fucked me hard and fast,
his hot precum felt like piss; there was so much of it. I could hear him
panting, his tongue resting upon my back, hot doggy drool covering my
neck. It just made everything hotter, the pain rapidly fading into
pleasure. I can say now nothing compares to the feeling of hot dog cock,
nor the speed and relentless power. On and on his cock drove into me,
grinding against my prostate, his paws reaching back and rubbing against my
cock. Then it happened. Like all dogs, Rufus had a knot. I didn't get a
chance to see it but it felt like a fist was pushing against my
sphincter. I tried to resist but there was no way I could have held out. I
was his bitch and I was going to get tied. I've read enough dog stories to
know about knots, and instead of panicking I just... opened up? I defiantly
relaxed and just accepted it. And in hindsight I'm glad I did to, his knot
entered into me and I was expecting pain. There wasn't pain, he fucked me
even faster, short little thrusts. And then he came, I thought he was
pissing into me! Oh my god, I never knew anything could cum that much, and
then his knot expanded, then I felt pain. I felt like I was going to
explode, his cock and knot swelled to huge proportions and I damn near
passed out from the pain. But slowly I adjusted to it, and the pain got
less and less, and the feeling was indescribable. It was soo fucking
hot. Eventually his knot slipped out and he jumped at the opportunity to
lick me clean, getting all the cum from my spent arse. I got onto my side,
and saw him lick his cock.

"You liked that boy?"

He got near my face and sniffled, giving me a lick. I told him how much of
a good boy he was, kissing him and loving him. And then I slept.

[paul jones]

Strictly Come Dancing is a pile of wank

[Freebasser]

There's no need for that kind of language, Paul.

[Deep_Sea_Rain]

Christ.

[Randetica]

haha

[Auton]

hahahah the second i saw the thread title i knew freebasser was going to post that again

[paul jones]

There's no need for that kind of language, Paul.

sorry, it's a pile of empty kleenex boxes

[ToucanSpam]

I guess this is what happens when you frequent 4chan.

[Freebasser]

Bob saved his file and walked over to his bed, there must have been two dozen people on his contact list who were online but none of them ever talked to him, it'd have been nice but it wasn't going to happen. He slumped into his bed, it was only 10pm but depression had caused him to feel much more tired than he was. He sulked into his pillow and sighed, that seemed to wake ToucanSpam up and he looked at Bob. ToucanSpam is a Canadian and the most beautiful Canadian Bob had ever seen, he's understanding for a Canadian and apart from house training had never disappointed Bob. He got onto the bed and made that whining noise whenever something was wrong. Bob rubbed his head between his ears and he licked Bob's face and nose, causing Bob to laugh. Bob's nose was his special spot and ToucanSpam seemed to know that. He licked it again and just stared at Bob,
his right hand on Bob's chest. Bob didn't know why and still doesn't to this day but he kissed ToucanSpam on the lips and he licked Bob more, his tongue searching. Bob willingly accepted, and his tongue joined Toucanspam's. Bob hugged him then and whispered into his ear how much he loved him, it struck Bob then how lonely he was; that he hadn't had a good loving partner in almost a year and here was ToucanSpam, his best friend... Humping his belly?! He stopped hugging him and laughed, he seemed to be smiling as well, panting slightly.

"Not one for romantic mush eh Touc?"

He just lowered his head, sniffing the bed and looked up again. Bob's eyesight
was drawn immediately to his sheath; his pink cock was starting to stick
out. Lying down as he was, contrasting against his ginger hair his
cock wasn't hard to spot. He moved his foot up to touch it, and he started to
hump, more of his cock was showing with each thrust. Then Bob got his cock
in-between his big toe and the one right next to it (Is there a name for
them?) and he started to hump faster, his cock rapidly swelling up. I
should mention now that Bob never got ToucanSpam fixed, he wouldn't want it done to himself, so he certainly wasn't going to have it done to his friend. He kept on doing this for a while, and Bob just watched mesmerised as his cock rapidly moving, slicked up by his copious amounts of precum. Bob sat up, his own dick making a dent in his boxers. He took ToucanSpam's cock into his hand and was amazed how hot it was. He was quite happy to hump Bob's hand until he spotted the wet patch on his boxers, and he licked at the precum there, and seemed to really like the taste. He stopped humping Bob's hand so he used the distraction to take his boxers off, his dick sprung back up and he went to it, short little licks with his rough tongue. This was really turning Bob on but ToucanSpam just seemed interested in his precum, eventually Bob had to push him away as his cockhead was getting oversensitive. As Bob pushed his head down he seemed to dive between his bum and started licking. He was going to rim Bob! Bob didn't hesitate and spread his legs, his heart beating wildly; Bob had wanted this for
so long. Bob's anticipation was cut short as his tongue touched his bared
arsehole, hot rough texture upon sensitive puckered flesh causing Bob to
moan out in pleasure. Bob may live by himself, but he'd always been quiet
during sex. However this was so exciting and so pleasurable that Bob couldn't help but moan in response. ToucanSpam if anything seemed encouraged by this and licked deeper, driving his snout up in-between Bob's cheeks. It felt so good, but then Bob saw his cock, he knew what had to be done; at least what he thought had to be done. Bob rolled over and he continued lapping at his pucker, never ceasing until Bob got up on all fours and he got the idea
almost instantly. He jumped up onto Bob's back and started humping, he winced - his arms clawing his back. It was nothing compared to the feeling of
what happened next. His cock found its target and it felt like a red hot
poker was trying to shove its way into Bob's tight ass. He buried it in with one thrust and Bob did scream a lot and swore enough to make an old sailor blush. He didn't stop, didn't wait for Bob to adjust, just fucked him hard and fast, his hot precum felt like piss; there was so much of it. Bob could hear him
panting, his tongue resting upon his back, hot canuck drool covering his
neck. It just made everything hotter, the pain rapidly fading into
pleasure. I can say now that Bob tells me that nothing compares to the feeling of hot dog cock, nor the speed and relentless power. On and on his cock drove into Bob, grinding against his prostate, his legs reaching back and rubbing against Bob's cock. Then it happened. Like all Canadians, ToucanSpam had a knot. Bob didn't get a chance to see it but it felt like a fist was pushing against his sphincter. He tried to resist but there was no way he could have held out. He was his bitch and he was going to get tied. Bob had read enough stories about Canadians to know about knots, and instead of panicking he just... opened up? He defiantly
relaxed and just accepted it. And in hindsight I'm glad he did too, his knot
entered into Bob and he was expecting pain. There wasn't pain, he fucked Bob even faster, short little thrusts. And then he came, Bob thought he was
pissing into him! Oh my god, Bob never knew anything could cum that much, and then his knot expanded, then Bob felt pain. He felt like he was going to
explode, his cock and knot swelled to huge proportions and he damn near
passed out from the pain. But slowly he adjusted to it, and the pain got
less and less, and the feeling was indescribable. It was soo fucking
hot - Bob tells me. Eventually his knot slipped out and he jumped at the opportunity to lick Bob clean, getting all the cum from Bob's spent arse. Bob got onto his side, and saw him lick his cock.

"You liked that boy?"

He got near Bob's face and sniffled, giving him a lick. Bob told him how much of a good boy he was, kissing him and loving him. And then Bob slept.

[Bob]

i didn't need that

[cosmo105]

i did

[TOY]

omg

I wonder if that kinda shit really happens.

[ToucanSpam]

hahahahahahahaha


fuckin gross

[Auton]

hahaha oh no hahahaha

[taquitos]

I wrote that, thats my work

[DandyFop]

The Truth Lies in a Kiss

DJ and Joey watched each other off and on throughout dinner, turning away when the other looked back. Jesse, Rebecca, and the twins still hadn’t returned, and Danny was talking with Stephanie and Michelle about their day. After she was through, DJ excused herself, and went up to her room.

Joey couldn’t keep his mind off her, concerned about how she was really feeling about breaking up with Steve, and wondering what that spark he had felt earlier meant. Is that what she was talking about? Joey wondered as he too, excused himself to go to his room. Did she feel that spark too? What could it mean?

He went in and lay down on his bed, trying to drown out these thoughts and unknown feelings with videos of Popeye the Sailor, and when hours of that didn’t work, switched to Rocky and Bullwinkle. Then, around 10:30, there was a soft knock on his door.

DJ had spent the time in her room, thinking back on all her failed relationships, and realized something. It hadn’t been her dad, or Uncle Jesse who had consoled her, and made her feel better, but Joey. Joey had always been there for her when she needed him. When she was seven, she realized that although her father had referred to Joey as ‘uncle’ in the presence of her and her sisters, Joey really had no blood ties to them. He was just one of her Dad’s friends. What then, makes it so wrong for me to like him? DJ wondered, and it was now, after years of teen angst and childhood romance, that she realized, nothing.

She smiled as she thought back to her childhood. Joey had always held a special place in her heart. He was kind, and funny; he always made her laugh, and made her feel better when something was bothering her, and he cared more about others than himself. She had often thought that she wanted to find someone like him, to spend the rest of her life with. Why just likehim, a voice inside her head whispered. Why not him? DJ smiled at the thought, and after her dad came to tell her goodnight, made up her mind, and crept down the hall, knocking softly on Joey’s door.

“Come in,” Joey called quickly muting the cartoon, thinking it was Danny or Jesse and Rebecca coming to say good night after they got home. To say he was surprised to see DJ standing there in nothing but an oversized t-shirt would be putting it mildly. The fact is he nearly fell off the bed in an attempt to get to his feet.

“I’m sorry,” DJ said softly as she tried not to laugh. “I didn’t mean to startle you.”

“Oh,” Joey said as he cleared his throat, and ran his fingers through his hair nervously. “You didn’t. Well, you did,” he said, feeling like a bumbling idiot. “I thought you were Danny or Jesse and Rebecca, but it’s ok.” What is she doing here? Joey’s mind screamed. And dressed like that! He swallowed dryly. “What can I do for you?” Joey asked as he sat down and beckoned her inside.

She moved slowly, and shut the door quietly behind her. “I-I couldn’t sleep,” DJ lied. Yeah right, her mind said condescendingly. You didn’t even try. DJ swallowed nervously as she moved over to sit next to Joey. God, he smells good, she thought as she inhaled his scent, Irish Spring soap with Nautica cologne, and Tide laundry soap. “I was wondering,” she said softly and looked away a moment. “Could I stay with you?” DJ asked, turning to look at him with a pleading gaze.

Joey sighed heavily, and nodded against his better judgment. He lay back down, rolling to his side, and waved her over. “Alright,” he said. “Come on.”

“Thanks,” DJ said with a smile as she snuggled in close to him.

“You’re welcome,” Joey replied as he turned the sound of the cartoons on once more. God, he thought. How do I get myself into these situations? How am I going to keep my hands off her? He put his arm around her, and they watched Rocky and Bullwinkle. He looked down at her after about fifteen minutes, her breathing soft and rhythmic, and was surprised to see her watching him. “Deej?” he asked softly, his voice edged with unease. But, she didn’t say anything. Instead, she leaned up and kissed him tenderly on the lips. “DJ!” Joey cried in surprise, and pushed her back. “What are you doing?”

“Kissing you,” DJ answered, near to tears at his apparent rejection.

Seeing her reaction, his face fell, and he spoke in a softer tone. “I know that,” he said. “What I meant was, why were you doing it? You’ve just been hurt, you’re mind is in turmoil, and you’ve no idea what you’re doing.” DJ lowered her gaze, and swallowed hard as tears began rolling down her cheeks as he continued, “And it’s not just that DJ.” Joey sighed and looked away a moment. “It’s that I’m so much older than you are. I know I’m not as old as I could be, but I’m old enough to be your dad,” he said softly, and DJ thought she heard a hint of pain in his voice. “Why me?” Joey asked when he looked at her again.

“You’re wrong, Joey,” DJ said softly as she tried to hide her tears. “I’ve thought of nothing but this today since you came to talk to me earlier. I know what I want, and I want you.”

“Deej,” Joey said, in an unbelieving voice.

“No, Joey,” DJ said as she shook her head. “I really have thought about it, and for as long as I can remember, I’ve looked for someone like you.” He was stunned. Someone like me? Joey’s mind screamed and he swallowed hard, but remained silent. “It was then I realized something else, Joey,” she said softly, and Joey looked at her curiously. “Why just look for someone like you, when you’re right in front of me, and have been my whole live, and I might never find any one like you in a million years. You’re funny, your kind, and you always think about other people before thinking of yourself.”

“DJ,” Joey whispered, resisting the urge to caress her face. “You’re very sweet, and like I said earlier, anyone who would choose someone else over you, would be out of their mind. But, DJ, you’ve got your whole life ahead of you, who’s to say that you won’t find what you’re looking for? Give yourself time to recover, let your heart heal. You and Steve were together for over two years; you were talking about marriage. I don’t want to hurt you, or see you hurt either. But, I want to know, why would you settle for me? I’ve nothing to offer you.”

“Joey,” DJ said as she looked up at him with an expression that made his heart wrench. “You’ve plenty to offer, and I wouldn’t be settling.” She reached up and caressed his face, and smiled when she felt him tremble beneath her touch. “You are what I want.” She leaned forward then, and kissed him soundly on the lips. He was so stunned by her words, that it was a moment before he reacted, but when he did, it wasn’t to push her away again. He moaned softly, drew her closer and tentatively slipped his tongue in the recesses of her mouth when she parted her lips beneath his. She mewled softly in response, and wrapped her arms around him, and he knew she spoke the truth.

[King PSYZ]

you people worry me