Originally Posted by
Kjanaprik
Tradu slowly opened his eyes, heart pounding as he looked around. His arms were wraped around a hard, taut object, smooth to the touch, but warm with life. It took him a moment to realize what had happened, trailing his hands over the strangely sexy, symmetrical bumps on the front of the object.
Tradewind, meanwhile, was in complete and utter shock, trying to process what had just occurred. One minute, they were havin' a wee chat, and, two seconds later, Tradu approached him seductively and he felt something stroke his thighs.
As Tradewind closed his eyes again enjoying the strange sensation coming over him. Tradu's advance became more aggressive
"I know this is wrong" thought Tradewind to himself, yet he couldn't stop enjoying this.
Tradewind's boink swatter twitched in reaction as his imagination toyed with his thoughts, pushing the image of a naked, beautiful Tradu riding his hard, throbbing dude piston.
Tradewind bit back a growl of pleasure as heat and blood pooled in his crotch, causing his baby makin' sack to tighten with need as his cattle prod became erect within seconds.
But.... No, he shouldn't think such things. Tradu was a man! How dare he even consider becoming aroused by his large, masculine body.
'oh diddle me,' he growled
Tradewind shook his head violently, trying to shove the image of Tradu out of his head; his body however, thought otherwise.
Tradu, realizing how sexy Tradewind's voice was became even more aggressive in his advance. Tradewind's voice was deep, but not too deep, When Tradewind spoke, Tradu felt like he was covered in satin. Sensual and erotic, Windy's voice was the kind of voice that brought women to orgasm in seconds; Tradu collapsed.
Tradewind was now leaning over Tradu, who begged to be spanked.
'ohh heavens', Tradu moaned as he imagined Windy's hand firmly slapping his arse in rapid succession.
Tradewind suddenly realising the position he was in started to retreat, looking back only to see Tradu naked with his legs spread open.
Tardwind gasped as he saw long, lean legs leading up to a firm, round arse that was made for grabbin'.
He couldn't control himself anymore, he rushed over to Tradu and pushed him against the wall, Tradu's back to his front while his teeth sensually nibbled on Tradu's ears. Trade slowly whispered to Tradu,
"It's just a prank, bro."
and then he vanished with out a trace leaving Tradu alone, on the floor lost in his fantasies.