Gay Bull Transformation Stories

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I Bought a Singlet

by JacobGoody on Oct 15, 2017
Gay Male

Weeks ago, I hit the "Complete Checkout" button in my browser and laughed to myself. I had made a crazy, stupid purchase that was a combination of hormones and "what the hell!" easily aided by the anonymity of the internet. Out of sight, out of mind though, I had forgotten what I had bought until it arrived in my mailbox a week later. I was half hard just ca...

Learning to Surrender Pt. 02

by miked1983 on Nov 21, 2017
Gay Male

Rick awoke in a daze. He opened his eyes to see a messy bed still damp in some areas from the sweat and semen. His bottom was so sore and his small balls felt achingly empty. He looked around the empty room and felt used. He wrapped a towel from the floor around his waist and went out looking for Jack. He went upstairs and came to the master bedroom. "Hello...

Bulled

by sr71plt on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

El Toro—the Bull—was pawing and snorting beyond to door to the plaza de torros, wanting the dance to the death to begin. But I was in no hurry. Part of ascending over him was driving him mad by making him wait for it. If it weren't for brains and guile I would be no match for the Bull. The Bull was a massive brute. I had already pulled on my pink stockings...

Beware the Bull

by thebearwriter on Sep 24, 2018
Gay Male

Calvin's eyes burned as he slowly adjusted his blurry vision to the bright source of light pointing to his face. It took him a while to awaken from his slumber and assess his current situation: he was laying on a shabby double bed with two pillows, to its side there was a nightstand with a jar of water, an empty glass, a pill laid on top of a piece of paper...

Tank 'n Bull Ch. 02

by KeithD on Jan 21, 2020
Gay Male

"Wowser. At two o'clock and headed in our direction." "Oh, gawd, yes. I see him." Casey muttered back to Phil. "What a hunk in his skimpy little black shorts. And look at those muscles. Delicious. Let's pull up by the bench right up there. If he stops to pet the dog, maybe we can get him to sit down long enough for us to reel him in." And then, in an even m...

Tank 'n Bull Ch. 03

by KeithD on Jan 20, 2020
Gay Male

Tank was already half way to Charlottesville on I-64 before he realized he was taking the long way to Tennessee—that going across state on 360 would have been better. But in the longer-than-necessary drive through Virginia, he also was beginning to learn that having a dog took effort. Bull started to whine along about the second turnoff into Charlottesville...

Eight Seconds

by KeithD on Feb 6, 2018
Gay Male

"Stop that," Cal said with a groan, "You're gonna make me come." "That's the idea," Vince said, lifting his mouth off Cal's cock, his fingers still wrapped around the root of the shaft. They were an hour north of Denver on I-25, outside of Fort Collins, making about as good time as Cal's old rattling F150 pickup could do. Vince had been playing with Cal's e...

Stud Farm

by AmethystMare on Nov 8, 2017
Gay Male

This is a short work of erotic fiction containing furry, or anthropomorphic, characters, which are animals that either demonstrate human intelligence or walk on two legs, for the purposes of these tales. It is a thriving and growing fandom in which creators are prevalent in art and writing especially. ***** Stud Farm There is nothing like dawn over a stab...

Stag Night

by exxxwriter on Aug 18, 2017
Gay Male

Sam hit the floor hard, the cheap carpet burning his knees and the palms of his outstretched hands. The office was small and stank of stale liquor and cigar smoke. Sam gathered himself into a crouch, instinctively covering his nakedness. At twenty-four, Sam still had the lithe body of teenager, but benefited from the gentle chiseling bought with hours in the...

Dance of the Ravishers Ch. 02

by sr71plt on Sep 14, 2017
Gay Male

I was awakened, lying on my side, my body encased by that of Mustafa's, by the song of a Siva's warbler. It was still pitch dark, but the sounds from outside my tent warned me that it wouldn't be dark all that long and Mustafa needed to get back to his own tent before anyone else in the camp stirred. Mustafa felt me move, and his cock stirred to life inside...