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Duke was balls deep in Carson’s Cakes , when he finally noticed his phone had vibrated right off his nightstand. The show was trashy but addictive, following the lead expert of Superhuman Pussy Syndrome, Dr. Daan Carson and his quest to help male superhumans and superheroes alike suffering from the disease. All Duke wanted to do was to meet someone with SPS and fuck their brains out.  He picked the phone up and saw a series of texts from some dude named ‘Noah’?  A second or two went by until it clicked in his head that Noah was this guy he chatted with at Eastman Mall, while waiting for his coffee order. The 5’6, light-skinned jock was sporting an Afro and absolutely rocking it, while wearing a neon pink crop-top from JockHole , tight black joggers that hugged his phat ass booty like it was painted on, and some Converse sneakers.  Duke was embarrassed to get caught staring at the guy’s ass, but to his surprise, Noah didn’t care in the slightest and teased the fuck out of ...

Mr. Rhoades groaned as the cop pulled him over, running a hand through his brown hair and hoping that it would be a simple ticket for speeding, then be on his way. Unfortunately, as the cop took his license and registration, and time began to pass, anxiety built up in his body, and then he was full-on freaking out as the gruff-speaking policeman told him to step out of the car. Mr. Rhoades just hoped that nothing was running down his thighs as he did what the man asked. Bent over the warm hood of his swanky-new black convertible, the cop instructed him to spread his legs and Mr. Rhoades internally groaned, feeling the warm nut spilling out of his red ravaged puffy hole!  The cop could see it running down his hairy leg and chuckled. “Well fuck me running, looks like someone had a little fun back here, huh?”  Mr. Rhoades gasped as the cop yanked down his shorts, his meaty ass bursting out into the open and crouched down behind it, shoving his face right in between his big hairy ...