No Real Plans - 2

Raphael got a text from Theo saying exactly what he was hoping to do that night. Rather, who he was hoping to do. Raphael slid the thick black flip phone back in his pocket and sauntered over to his couch. Not that it took very much to get to his...

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All Planned Out - 1

"How's the new guy?" The black wolf, Torr, asked in his deep voice, nodding his head towards the coaching assistant. The brown otter was looking over the kids and running back and forth for the gym coach, giving him...

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No Real Plans - 3

It's midnight, the end of Friday and the start of Saturday, and two hearts are hanging on a delicate balance. It's eight twenty AM, and a hyena opens his eyes to see his partner. He nudges him awake with a smile. Raphael? Hi, sweety. What did I do...

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A Little Prank

Terry was passed out on the couch, his large, muscular arm hanging ver the edge of the cloth. Dark brown beer bottles were scattered around him, contrasting his bright orange fur and white underbelly to an extrme. Black stripes ran across his...

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Group Showers Are Always Fun

This story is so clearly made just for pornographic purposes that the pairings and build up is hardly believable. I don't care, either. I just needed to post something to prove that I'm still alive. \>\>; ---- The showers steamed up nicely,...

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Happy birthday, Mufasa

Brief Disclaimer: Lion King and all characters are (c) Disney. In relation to the Cannon: Well, this takes place before the events of Lion King 1, and, in my mind, before Scar and Mufasa had become rivals. In response to whining fans who will...

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Morning Surprises

Theo was sitting on his soft, brown couch on one end, Raphael sprawled out on the other. The four legged, square coffee table in front of them was covered in fallen, empty pop cans and bottles, along with a large, clear bowl. Theo was holding the...

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At Home With the Roommates

A jet black otter was lying on his side atop an old, brown couch, his hazel eyes passing over the fine text of a particularly interesting romance novel. His thick tail was draped over his legs and curved down over his thighs. The otter was holding his...

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After Practice

The locker room was remarkably quiet for the hours that its normal, loud occupants were out running drills and working their bodies hard. The royal blue lockers were all shut tightly, holding various articles of clothing. corners of underwear, socks,...

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All Planned Out - 2

The sun had a beautiful way of pouring across the landscape. It's soft red glow, falling just short of full sunset, had an almost majestic effect on the scenery. It flowed over the hills and washed over the older man sitting on his lawn chair. Long...

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A First Time After a Fist Fight

So here I am, pressed against this hulking mass of flesh that had been abusing me through all of Sophomore year. I press my knee farther into his chest, tears streaming down my face as I lower my screaming mouth down to his dazed eyes. I can hardly...

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No Real Plans - 1

Theo was busy looking busy and balanced a pea on the end of a plastic fork. The school lunch they served wasn't bad or anything. It was just... average. The green orb rolled back and forth, the focus blurring the animals...

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