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A quick story I threw together, haven't written anything in a long time so here you go, there will be spelling errors and grammar problems. I am lazy and won't bother fixing it. Enjoy
Slimy, warm, and pure escatsy. These were the only sensations Don could feel. There he layed with his ass in the air. As his brain drifted into a realm of pure
escatsy he recalled how he ended up in this position.
It was November, and the sweet smell of the Autumn air wafted through the air and all the frog people were enjoying the fall weather. Don was working his hardest to
prepare himself for the harsh winter. He checked every nook and cranny to make sure his humble home was ready for the chilly winds of winter. Don could hear his steps
echoing through the empty house. This was a sound he knew all too well. Don had always been a loner. His parents died when he was young and making friends was hard for him.
He had a few acquaintances but never a true best friend or a girl friend. He finished winterproofing his house. Don walked to the door and put on a coat and prepared to go out for food. As he walked out the door the fall air hit him in the face.
The store was only a short walk from his home.
As he entered the store the ding of registers filled his ears. He walked with his head down, as quickely as he could towards the canned flies isle. He scanned the
shelf looking for his prized flies. He outstretched his hand towards the flies. He attempted to grab the flies, but his hand was meet by another. "Oh, im sorry, did you want those?" said a deep voice. The voice startled Don, but at the same time it had a calming effect. "N...oo thats ok..." said Don in a quivering voice. "Well it seems to be the last jar. I wouldn't feel right about taking it from you." said the voice again. Don glanced over to see a large muscular frog next to him. He was very physically fit, and had deep blue eyes. The frog before Don made him feel... strange. Even though he
was a complete stranged Don felt safe with him. "My name is Hecktor, nice to meet you." said the voice once again. "My name is Don." "Well Don. Would you like to share these?" My house is only a block away and I'd love to have company." said Hecktor. The propsition shocked Don. No one had ever invited him over. It felt like something took over Don. "Yyyes that would be great..." said Don. "Excellent, Ill go check out. Meet me out front."said Hecktor.
Don waited outside the store for Hecktor. "What am I doing?... I don't even know this frog." The thought of being with this stranger both scared Don and filled him with awe. Don glanced down the road. The thought of running crossed his mind. "Ready to go?" said Hecktor from behind. "Yeah sure." Don and Hecktor set out down the road. "So tell me about yourself Don." "Well there isn't much to tell. My parents died when I was young. They left me some money and a house. I spend most of my time fixing it up." "Really? do you have a wife? Boyfriend maybe?" said Hecktor. "A boyfriend... why would he say that?" thought Don. "No, I don't have anyone." said Don in a soft voice. "Hmm, interesting, well here we are." said Hecktor. Hecktors house was at least twice the size of Dons with large glass windows. "Hecktor, your house is pretty big." said Don. "I get by. Come on in." said Hecktor. Hecktor led Don into a large living room. It had a large leather couch with thick fur pillows. "Take a seat, make yourself at home. Ill open this jar and be with you in a second." said Hecktor as he walked into the other room. " What am I doing? I don't even know this frog. He could be anyone. A murder or a rapist." Dons heart raced as he waited for Hecktor to return. Hecktor walked in the room with a large dinner tray with the flies neatly arranged. "Here we are, please enjoy." Hecktor took a seat very close to Don. Don looked over at Hecktor. The light hit Hecktors slimy skin in a way that made his skin shine. Don could feel a stirring in his
loins. "Well aren't you hungry? Eat up don't be shy." "Thank you" said Don, trying not to stare at Hecktor's glistening skin. "Its ok" said Hecktor in a cooling voice. "What do you mean?" said Don. "I can feel it. You are attracted to me. Its ok." said Hecktor. "Wwwhat? Nnno not at all. Thats crazy." said Don nervously. Hecktor grabbed Don's hand and pressed it to his chest. "I want you." said Hecktor. Hecktor leaned in to kiss Don. Don's heart race, but he instictively leaned in and locked lips with Hecktor. What was this sensation Don was feeling? Was it love? Was it
lust? None of that mattered right now. Don felt Hecktors tongue dart into his mouth. It was long, sticky, and warm. Don moaned in esctacy. Hecktors tongue left no corner of
Dons mouth unexplored. Don pushed away. "I...I don't know." said Don. "Yes you do" said Hecktor. Don glanced down and noticed Hecktors sizable erection. It was at least 7 inches in length. Hecktors penis was throbbing with his heart beat. "Can you... can you put it, inside me?" said Don blushing. "Lick it first, I don't want to hurt you Don." Don got down on his knees and put Hecktors penis in his mouth. It felt.. natural, like it was something he was born to do. Don began wrapping his long tongue around
Hecktors penis. Don began moving his head back and forth. His saliva drenched Hecktor's penis. Hecktor let out a smile as his eyes began to roll back. "Is it wet enough...?" said Hecktor with saliva dripping out his mouth. "Bend over." said Hecktor haistly. Don turned around and put his ass into the air. Don licked his hand and rubbed it across his tight asshole. "Please I want you inside me." said Don. Hecktor gently rubbed Don's asshole. He then thrusted his throbbing cock inside of him. It hurt a little, but an overwhelming
amount of please rushed to Don's brain. It was so warm. Don could feel his cock throbbing deep inside him. Don let out a moan and his eyes rolled back. Hecktor began
thrusting, slowly at first, but it quickly increased. A distict slapping noise began to arise as Hecktor's testicles slapped against Don's tight ass. Don kept moaning in
ecstasy. A frothy substance began to arise due to Hecktor's intense thrusting. "I am going to cum!" yelled Hecktor. A thick goopy, warmth began to arise deep within Don. A lot of first, but it slowly tapered off. The pleasure center of Don's brain was about to explode. Hecktor pulled
out. Cum was oozing from Hecktor's ass. There Hecktor layed, his ass in the air wondering how he got here.