Kieran blushed as Gary grabbed him and pulled him closer. His cheeks now a rosy red, he couldn't help but stare at Gary's own at they embraced, lips against lips, a cannibalistic practice of Gatrison's to plumped him meaty juicy man peckers.


Cerulean eyes fluttered open as Kirran's insistent Indian German combination power state was noticed burning into his cheeks in the form of a BLUSHUU. flustered, Gary pushed kieran away with a growl.

"men don't blush," he hissed through meaty clampers, "and to prove it, I'm gonna make you SQUART SCROSS THENROOM, now tHATS WHAT TURNS MW ON"

shoving kieran to the ground, Garrison pinned and put himself on top of the barely human homosex and minecraft machine, kieran. lowering his lips to the man's ears, he could feel his lover's quivering of anticipation and pure Indian lust.

tongue nearing ear, both boys were wearing a constant blush at the near todiculousness of the situation. however, garrison, rawr to prove his dominance, stuck his tasting tube inside Kieran's hearing helper.

saliva against earwax-- what a dirty thought!!!! both parties released quiet, subtle moans as Gary circled the ear canal, collecting those large nasty orange clumps of earwax you see in dirty rednecks.

kieran, squirming with PLEASEE and TICKLE, tried so desperately to get away, but he simply couldn't.

since he gave his vagina to garrison to pee so long ago because Gary's Werner was too small to find, he had nothing to SQUART out of! the liquids boiling inside him stirred and riled, trying desperately to find release. . .

. . . shirt wetting, kieran found his nipply doos SQUARTING at everything at maximum velocity. it was made of pure acid. Gary, sitting on top of kieran, let out a terrified scream as the acid began to take over his form.

within a matter of minutes, kieran simply lay there, covered in his own acid and what use to be his lover.

back to the old grind, huh?