This
is— err was my roommate Clay.
At first I didn’t want to believe it. All I wished for was a nerdy
roommate like me, but here he was: the jockiest jock I’ve ever
seen.When we first met I wanted to be nice, I didn’t want to
seem scared like I actually was. His response however was a flex of
his big guns.
“Look,
I’m already pissed off that I’ve got a roomie, let alone a bitch
like you. So if you don’t do what I say, I’m gonna turn you into
these.”
At
the time I didn’t get

You sit on the hard sofa, touching the
remote control, impatient to watch that DVD. The only thing you know
is who’s the sender: your ex-boyfriend Damian. You hit play and the
video starts, you slowly get comfortable.
The video opens up with Damian’s own
room, from what you remember he changed things up a little bit. Then
he appears on screen exactly like you remembered him, with his brown
hair and thick lips surrounded by a light stubble, and with his
piercing green eyes. He checks if the c

Part
2
Scott lied on the couch, he touched
his belly as if he wanted to check it was real. He belched loudly,
releasing a lot of trapped air.
“Bro, you’re so fucking good in
there.”
Meanwhile, Mike had entered the
depths of Scott himself. He had to put himself into a fetal position
to stay whole inside that tight space. There wasn’t any light and
the air was putrid. All around him there were bits and chunks of food
swallowed up, but that still needed to be digested. It had to be a
nightm

Brotherly Hunger
The house was neatly
ordinated, with a shining floor running through the entirety of it.
The windows’s glasses were brilliant, and the curtains covered the
summer sun. A smell of chicken came from the kitchen door, as the
oven almost finished cooking it up.
A young man was sitting
at the table, he had long blond hair falling from a red hat. He was
quite tall, and definitely a gym regular. He was looking at the dim
light his smartphone was producing, actually he was just check

Linebacker Brian Johnson had just finished showering after a really
heavy session of football training. He was alone. His team had
already left, while he’d been bulking his muscles even more in the
weight room.
He was drying his hard, tanned and big pecs with a cloth. His dark
and short wet hair were hit by a powerful stream of hot air, as they
became spiky in a way, also thanks to the gel. He scratched his hairy
chin, and then his heavy balls.
He was happy, his girlfriend’s house was free t

You’re in love, again. All the symptoms are here: beating heart? check, drooling mouth? check, butterflies-in-stomach? check, hard dick? check. You are so inconsiderate, you always fall in love with straight guys, and Mitch is probably a prime example of this “race”. Look, you’re even hard right now, just by thinking about him.
 
 
His shaved head, his cocky smile, his thick accent, and bad boy attitude makes you feel like going through puberty again. You love hearing him

The
Young Viking vs The Magician's Apprentice
A
terrible odor filled the room, which at night glowed like a
lighthouse for sea sailors.
People from all places came there,
stayed for a couple of days, and then fled anywhere else. Rambling
idiots, dice players, monsters, witches, warriors; but all of them
had something in common: they all were travellers. The place itself
lived in infamy though, even if a lot of people came there, they
never talked about it with a smile ––or talked about it a