Featuring:When Tomaddin and Brad explore the Cave of Wonders, they end up meeting a genie named Ross... The three men travelled across the desert under the night sky through the violent, aggressive winds. Tomaddin and Brad had to walk across the sand while Gyllenhaal was on a black stallion, making their way towards the giant tiger head made of sand. Brad went to follow Tom towards it, but was stopped by Gyllenhaal.
“What the fuck is this?” Brad muttered, staring at the crazy head of sand that appeared to be moving... “WHO DARES DISTURB MY SLUMBER?!” The Cave growled “Urr… It is I. Tomaddin.” Tom said to the scary cave. “And I'm Brad. We’re partners.” The street monkey said. “PROCEEEED...” The cave growled. “TOUCH NOTHING BUT THE LAMP!” It said before opening its mouth wider, revealing a pair of stairs that seemed to go down into a bright, golden light. “Remember boy! First fetch me the lamp! And then you shall have your reward!” Gyllenhaal reminded them. “Come on, Brad.” Tom said, as they both nervously began going down the steps. A red parrot flew through the sky before landing on Gyllenhaal’s shoulder. “Why do you think the street monkey was accepted?” Gavin asked. “Perhaps because the cave knows that they’re partners.” Gyllenhaal (or Reynolds) suggested.
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Featuring:Tomaddin and Brad are captured and thrown in the dungeons, with the guards finally getting their revenge on the thieves. In the palace, Reynolds sneakily crept out from his lair with Gavin on his shoulder as always. The secret door shut behind him, just in time for Hazmine to storm into the hall.
“Reynolds! We need to talk!” He spat. Hazmine was back to wearing his royal blue crop top and baggy pants. “Prince? How may I be of service to you?” Reynolds said, bowing. “The guards just took a boy from the market on your orders!” Haz said, angrily. “Your father has charged me with keeping peace in Agrabah. This boy is a criminal.” Reynolds reminded him. “And what was his crime?” Haz asked. “Kidnapping the prince, of course.” Reynolds answered. “He didn't fucking kidnap me! I ran away!” Haz argued. “Oh… Dear. How frightfully upsetting. Had I but known…” Reynolds said, dramatically, stepping away from the secret doorway. “What do you mean?” Hazmine frowned. “Sadly, the boy’s sentence has already been carried out.” Reynolds told him. “W-What sentence?” Hazmine asked, nervously. “Death…” Reynolds whispered. “Beheading, to be more specific.” “No…” Hazmine gasped, looking as though he was gonna be sick. “I am exceedingly sorry, Prince.” Reynolds said, cupping Hazmine’s face. “How could you?!” Hazmine cried, slapping his hand away before running out of the hall. “Did you really think he was gonna have sex with you after you beheaded his boy toy?” Gavin scoffed. “I think he took it rather well.” Reynolds shrugged. “But for now, you'll have to do.” A puff of smoke later and Gavin stood beside him in his red leather jacket and boxer briefs. “Don't worry, master. I'll make it up to you.” He whispered. Featuring:Tomaddin and Hazmine meet, falling in love at first sight before being chased off by some royal guards. That night, Prince Hazmine was on a mission. When the servants and handmaidens finally left him alone, he managed to take out some raggedy clothing Haz had stolen earlier and quickly disguised himself. Haz snuck out of his sleeping quarters and hurried towards a tree that thankfully was taller than one of the walls, due to being on a bit of a hill. Just as he was about to start his climb, he felt something tug at his clothing. When he looked over his shoulder, he saw his tiger.
“I'm sorry, Rajah. But I can't stay here - I have to have a life of my own.” Prince Hazmine said, crouching down and pulling the tiger into a snuggle. “I'll miss you.” Haz said before going to climb up the tree again. He scrambled up the tree trunk until he could climb onto the top of the wall. “Goodbye.” Hazmine said to the pouting tiger before disappearing. Featuring:Prince Hazmine has an argument with his father about his future spouse, which ends in some fucking in the fountain. Prince Hazmine was a beautiful young man. He was muscular with large shoulders, pecs and a body he isn't afraid to flaunt. He was wearing a light blue satin crop top that showed off his abs and baggy pants with golden earrings and a necklace with a sapphire. All the Princess wanted him, but unfortunately the feelings were never mutual. He was sitting on the edge of their beautiful fountain, gently running his fingertips through the water.
“He is the rudest prince I've ever met!” The latest princess screamed as she ran out of the beautiful courtyard we had met in - through a large set of doors. “I'm so sorry!” Hazmine heard his Dad apologise before bursting through the doors. He was a large man with a sexy amount of stubble. He could be a bit ignorant at times but in fairness - he was trying to run a kingdom. He wore a big white turban that had a blue feather with a red jewel. He wore white royal robes with golden lining and a golden sash with indigo stripes going across his waist. “Are you fucking serious, Haz?!” He barked, storming over. The Sultan, also known as Hazmine’s father or Pratt. “For once can you lock that cat of yours in a fucking room while you meet one of these princesses?” He complained, gesturing towards Hazmine’s most treasured companion - Rajah the tiger. Although scary, he was very loyal to Hazmine, meaning he was also very protective. “Rajah did nothing wrong, Father. He clearly knew she wasn't right for me… Y'know because of the whole ‘boobs’ situation.” Hazmine reminded The Sultan. “For God’s sake, how many times do I have to tell you. You have to marry a princess, no matter if you're gay or not. The royal bloodline must continue.” The Sultan groaned, rubbing his temples. “There's other ways! I heard that there’s a land that does surrogates? Or we could adopt, I mean, who cares about this whole bloodline thing?” Hazmine reasoned. “Every single one of your ancestors! Not to mention it's the law!” The Sultan reminded him, sitting down beside the prince. “Urgh… I hate this. I hate being trapped in this palace - in these walls. It's not fair, I wanna be free!” Hazmine complained. “But… But why? You have anything you need, a library, a pool, a beautiful garden!” “But I wanna be able to leave, Father. I want to be able to meet our people, talk to them.” Hazmine insisted. “Son… I love you. But being Prince means there are rules and you must be protected. Ever since your mother died… I promised I'd look after you. This is the best way.” The Sultan continued, cupping Hazmine’s face. “I love you too, Father.” Haz sighed before the two leaned in to kiss. Featuring:We meet Tomaddin who manages to escape the clutches of the royal guards and rewards himself with Brad the street monkey's dick. “Stop thief!” A guard yells the next morning in the streets of Agrabah. A young street urchin named Tomaddin - Tom for short - was desperately trying to steal a simple loaf of bread. As many of the men and women of Agrabah have noticed, Tom is very handsome for a street rat. With a muscular yet skinny body, broad shoulders and curly brown hair with deep chestnut eyes - it's hard not to stare. As a poor kid, his clothes are limited. He walked barefoot and wore just a sleeveless purple vest that showed off his abs in a way Tom was secretly proud of. He also wore a pair of extremely baggy, cream coloured pants with a few patches he had used to cover rips and holes. A red fez also sat on his head of curls - a signature look all the admirers loved. As mentioned, he was running away from the palace guards who were trying to stop him from stealing… again.
“I'll have your head for a trophy, street rat!” One of the guards threatened, holding out a sword, stood on the other side of a rooftop. They wore turbans with yellow sashes, black armour and white royal pants. “All this just for a loaf of bread?” Tom sighed before leaping off the rooftop. He fell into a street of Agrabah, grabbing a washing line on the way so he could swing down, though he still ended up falling onto the ground in a thud. However, he still had his loaf of bread. “YOU WON’T GET AWAY SO EASY!” A guard yelled from the roof he came from. “I dunno, seemed pretty easy to me.” Tom said, winking at a couple girls and boys nearby. “THERE HE IS! DON’T LET HIM GET AWAY!” Another Palace guard shouted, appearing at the other end of the street along with a couple others. “Oh fuck!” Tom muttered before starting his sprint. he burst into a spring, going down an alley, but was quickly greeted by another guard. Quickly taking a plank of wood off the floor, he used it to block the sword and while the attacker was caught off guard, Tom quickly climbed up a tower of barrels. “Can't you guys just appreciate I'm broke?!” Tom said, cockily before kicking the barrels down, making them run over the oncoming guards. “Riff raft!” “Street rat!” They yelled after Tom as he climbed some scaffolding. “It's just a little snack!” Tom insisted, standing on top of a teetering tower of construction. “Rip him open and take it back!” Another guard spat, trying to shake the wobbly structure Tom stood on. Tom quickly managed to jump off, swinging on a wooden beam before leaping through a window. It just so happened to be the Agrabah gay brothel - meaning it was filled with men Tom had met before. Rugs and beds were everywhere, along with some crazy sexy mechanisms. “You bottoming today, Tom, or are you running away from another crime?” Connor, one of Tom’s regulars asked, completely naked and being sucked off by Tristan - another regular. “Unfortunately the latter… Gotta eat to live, gotta steal to eat, I’ll tell you all about it when I got the time!” Tom blurted out as he ran past the various people fucking, before jumping through another window and landing back down in the street. “THERE HE IS!” A guard yelled, appearing with some more friends down the end of the road. Tom ran and ran until more guards appeared in front of him. “Let's not be too hasty!” Tom tried, as they backed him up against a door. “Hey tasty.” It opened, revealing an old flame of Tom’s. “Oh… Hi Hemsworth.” Tom said, seeing the huge, muscular, shirtless man. “Need a hand?” He asked. “Please!” So, Hemsworth picked Tom off the ground and threw him up so he could leap over the guards, doing flips in the air until he landed behind them, rolling into a run. After running past a couple more blocks, Tom found a large building with stairs circling the perimeter of it and quickly sprinted up the tower. Somehow the guards knew what he was doing because a couple of them cut him off halfway up, but not just before a window. Tom jumped through, running past an elderly couple fucking in the doggy position. “Never too old, I say!” Tom chuckled, grabbing a rug on the way. “Now all I gotta do is juuuump!” He said before jumping through the second window. He held the rug above his head and used it to glide downwards into an alleyway, officially losing the guards. |
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