Summoner Appreciation Day

You resolve to hide beneath the covers, despite being your favorite Fizz was definitely not a woman, and definitely not human. You could hear him grunting beside your bed, the sound of his trident clinking against the ground, constantly. Maybe if you ignore it, it would go away. Maybe, but you could swear that with each grunt he was coming closer, and that the top of your blanket was becoming wetter and wetter. Finally mustering the courage to take a peak, you feel your mouth dry out. Balancing on his pole with the asshole control of a God sat Fizz, a look of disgust stretching across your face as an incredibly fishy smelling load sprayed onto your head. "Hey dude, where's the eggs?"

Shauna Vayne was not a woman to take lightly, tight suit, tight rolls, tight control over her weapon. She was the night hunter, and tonight you knew she was coming for you. You had fooled yourself into believing that perhaps she wouldn't come, maybe it was just a joke. Until the room went black, the crash of metal into your bedroom light the only sound you heard before she was on you. Before you could raise a fuss her hand was on her mouth, the smell of the well tended leather of her suit strong in the air. "Don't you worry boy, I'll finish this up real fast." she threatened, sliding her free hand down your body and grabbing your flaccid, but quickly hardening cock. The rough texture of her gloves contrasted with how well she worked you. Before you knew it you were beyond hard, your breathing muffled as she jerked you off. As she felt you throb in her hand she went down, taking your length down at once, and milking you dry. Sitting up as you softened immediately she curtly remarked "I have no time for nonsense." before launching herself back out of your window. Satisfied, confused, and still a little aroused you lay in the bed, savoring the scent of her leather, still lingering in the air.

"Come on dude, totally not gay." "No Ezreal." you insisted, from behind the locked door, as the blonde desperately tackled it. "Come onnn duuuuude. I'm really good- not that I've practiced." he added with a cough, before giving your door another shove "It's summoner appreciation day, and I really gotta give you some-" "NO EZREAL."

Laying in bed, you shot up as you heard your door creak open, the sound of the doorknob falling to the ground confusing you as you watched it roll across the moonlit room. Walking in slowly was Kog'Maw, who very eagerly hopped onto the bed and stared you in the face. Sniffing you for a moment he came closer, forcing you down onto your back as he stood over your lap. Your eyes were locked, until he pat you on the forehead with his tongue, walked in a circle and went to sleep on your lap. Unsure of what you were expecting you closed your eyes, petting the sin against god's head lightly.

As you read from your favorite book 'Extended Applications of Geometry' your favorite champion, Lee Sin, soared in through the window. Pulling the book from your hands roughly the man silently tossed it into the air, juggling it with kicks in what seemed like a complicated dance or, perhaps a set of muscle spasms. Amazed, but confused you watched in silence, until he stopped, catching what would have to be an extra bruised book, with his back to you. Turning promptly he handed you a perfect dodecahedron, with amazingly, still readable pages. As if a mission complete, he sailed right back out the window from whence he came. As you handled the shape, you felt an erection rise in your pants. Unable to sit still you lifted it high into the air, in perfect alignment with your boner. "GEOMETRY, FUCK YEAH"

Soaring in on the wind, you saw Yasuo enter your room and then you heard his sword sheathe. Confused you sat up, to find your clothes falling off of you in shreds. Opening your mouth to comment, Yasuo held a finger up to your lips 'shh'ing you. "Just let it happen." he advised, before suddenly he was behind you, a gust of wind blowing inexplicably through your room as he handled your junk. His touch was cold, and the air around his hand was inexplicably breezy, but with only a little work he had you hard. it was a pleasant, if not a homoerotic session he spent with you, until your load was all over your sheets. Insisting you return the favor, you forced Yasuo's pants down as he struggled to keep them up. Covering your mouth and snickering you fell back into bed shoo-ing him. "Fuckin' Ionians"

As sleep crept up onto you, your door exploded off of its hinges, the Dark Soverign floating into your room. Tossing her coat aside, you could see the outline of her trademark bodysuit, from the ambient light. "You will come here." she demanded, and you obeyed. Scurrying to her, you didn't even notice your erection until it poked up against your foot. You bit your tongue at the realization, swallowing the drool that was pooling up in your mouth loudly. Smiling that superior, Goddess-like smile of hers, she pressed the sole of her foot against your stiffy, through your shorts, much to your joy. Gasping audibly, you were rewarded with a wider smile, and a rougher press. It wasn't long before she had you pinned down on your bed, floating above you while pressing your cock onto your belly with her foot. "Hurry up and finish, dog." she demanded, and with her blessing you did, soiling the inside of your shorts, and bleeding through onto her signature stockings. Allowed to be pleased for only a second, a strong smell passed by your face, and your eyes shot open to her foot. "Clean."

As always, you performed your before sleep ritual perfectly, getting into bed buck naked, and jerking it like an adolescent. Before you could really get into the swing of things, however, you felt an unusual amount of wetness in your bed. You didn't sweat nearly this much when you rubbed one out, not ever, and in a panic your threw off your covers, to find yourself completely immersed in Zac, his head poking out over your chest. "Sup dude, thought about giving you a hand- but I figured I'd give you a bit more than that." Frozen in surprise, you watched as the green ooze moved itself across your body, pulling your hands aside as you watched a particularly thick ring of ooze surround your erection, pumping it up and down slowly, with no effort. "How about that, huh?" Zac tossed in nonchalantly, jerking you off into himself like it was the most natural thing for buddies to do together. The butterflies in your stomach went nuts, and sooner than usual you were spilling your load, a visible white glob floating in Zac's otherwise green body. "Pretty healthy dude, good on ya." "Y-you too."

Waking up in a cold sweat you found yourself strapped into a chair, a bright light shining into your face as you heard Singed clamber around, the clink of glass on glass the only other sound. Leaning in to see you awake you could swear Singed was smiling beneath his bandages, his jovial tone agreeing with you. "Good evening summoner! It is summoner appreciation week, and I will be appreciating you with some of my finer goods." he explained quickly, popping a cork off of a test tube and very easily forcing the liquid into your mouth. "How'd that taste?" he inquired, a gleam in his eyes as you felt an uncomfortable stirring, your cock stiffening immediately, before swelling up and slapping him across the knee. "Dear me, that wasn't supposed to happen at all.." he remarked, looking uncomfortably at your erection, and then at you. "We'll keep this our secret."