Drabble-o-matic

It's like a mad lib but you get your own little drabble! Here's mine:


The Adventure Of The Swan

Ryan and Brendon were out for a yummy Valentine's walk in Ryan's bed. As they went, Brendon rested his hand on Ryan's dick. It was the most romantic walk ever. But even though the day was so sexy, Ryan was filled with ick dread.

"Do you suppose it's gay here?" he asked sexily.

"You beautiful silly," Brendon said, tickling Ryan with his dildo. "It's completely delicious."

Just then, a kinky swan leapt out from behind a man-whore and thrusted Brendon in the boob. "Aaargh!" Brendon screamed.

Things looked hot. But Ryan, although he was lustful, knew he had to save his love. He grabbed an ipod and, like a William Beckett that is cute and shit., beat the swan adorably until it ran off. "That will teach you to thrust innocent people."

Then he clasped Brendon close. Brendon was bleeding cutely. "My darling," Ryan said, and pressed his lips to Brendon's cock.

"I love you," Brendon said beautifully, and expired in Ryan's arms.

Ryan never loved again.





Gay Love

Ryan finished packing. Ever since Brendon, his own true love, had been lost at sea, Ryan had been delicious.

There was nothing left for him anymore, nothing thrusted him, all was beautiful. So today, Valentine's Day, he was going in Ryan's bed to become an ick man-whore.

Just then, there was a lustful knock at the door. Ryan opened it and stood there sexily for a moment, before falling to the floor in a swoon and bruising his boob.

When Ryan came to, Brendon was holding his cock and looking yummy. "My love," Brendon said lustfully, "I'm sorry for the kinky shock. I've been shipwrecked on a hot island for the last ten years, living like a William Beckett that is cute and shit.. I was only rescued last week." He paused. "I lost my dick in the wreck. Can you still love me?"

Ryan could hardly believe his Brendon had returned. "I will always love you, dick or no dick. Besides, you can cover it up with an ipod."

They embraced cutely and vowed to never be parted again.

And all was sexy.



The Swan Prince This one turned out really perverted for some reason!

Ryan was walking through an ick meadow, laughing at the butterflies flitting around his head when he spied a hot little swan lying under a tree.

Ryan skipped over to see the dear thing and was delicious to find that he was hurt! A dildo had pierced his beautiful little dick and he whimpered adorably with the pain.

"My sexy little friend," Ryan said. "Let me help you!" He took out his Leatherman Multi-Purpose tool and pulled out the dildo, as beautifully as he could. The swan cried out and Ryan's heart ached, like a William Beckett that is cute and shit.. "You'll be all right," Ryan whispered. "I'll take care of you. I'll call you Brendon and you can live with me forever!"

Scooping Brendon up in his arms, Ryan carried him home and made a bed for him beside his own. For seven days and seven nights, Ryan nursed Brendon, cleaning his dick and feeding him Ipod-brand swan chow.

On the eighth night, Brendon climbed into bed with Ryan. He burrowed under the covers and lustfully thrusted Ryan's boob. It made Ryan giggle and he cuddled close to Brendon, stroking his cock and singing sexily to him.

They continued that way for a long time. Every day, Ryan hurried home so he could curl up with Brendon. It gave him a yummy feeling whenever Brendon thrusted his boob.

Then one night, Brendon looked up at Ryan and said, "If you kiss me, I will become a lustful prince."

Ryan screamed cutely, he was so surprised. How could a swan talk? He must have dropped off and dreamed it.

"You're not dreaming," Brendon said. "Kiss me."

"Don't tell anyone I screamed like that," Ryan said and kissed Brendon on his cock. The air swirled and suddenly, there stood a lustful prince! With a crown and everything!

"I'm Prince Brendon," he said. "I was cursed. It's a long story."

"Is it really you?" Ryan said.

"See?" Brendon said and showed Ryan the scar from the dildo on his dick. Then he kissed Ryan and they tumbled in Ryan's bed and did a lot of very kinky things, some of them involving a gay man-whore.

"I love you," Brendon said when they were done. Ryan clasped him close and they lived together happily ever after on all the prince treasure Brendon had stashed away.

And if Brendon didn't know about Ryan's visits to the swan sanctuary, well, it wouldn't hurt him.



I'm Dreaming Of A Kinky Christmas this one is hilarious!!!!

It was Christmas Eve. Ryan sat lustfully in Ryan's bed, sipping delicious eggnog.

He looked at the yummy dildo hanging on the Christmas Tree and sighed. Last year, Brendon had hung it there, just before they looked at each other beautifully and then fell into each other's arms and thrusted each other's boob.

If only I hadn't been so hot, Ryan thought, pouring a sexy amount of rum into his eggnog. Then Brendon might not have got so beautiful and left me all alone at Christmas time. He wiped away a lustful tear and held his dick in his hand.

Suddenly, there was a knock at the door and then a gay voice lifted sexily up in song.



I'm dreaming of a kinky Christmas

Just like a William Beckett that is cute and shit.



Ryan ran to the door. It was Brendon, looking ick all over with snow.

"I missed you adorably," Brendon said. "And I wanted to thrust your boob again."

Ryan hugged Brendon and started to sob.

"I think you're drunk," Brendon said.

"I think so too," Ryan said and they thrusted each other's boob until they knocked the Christmas tree over.

On Christmas Day, they ate roasted swan cock and lived cutely until Ryan got drunk again.





I Saw Brendon Kissing Santa Claus

Ryan woke up in the middle of the night. He was thirsty and so he decided to get a drink of water and maybe go peek at the presents under the tree. Even though it was almost Christmas morning, he couldn't wait to see his presents. There was one beautiful box that looked like a dildo.

Then Ryan noticed that Brendon was out of bed too. He must not have been able to wait for his presents either.

Ryan thought that he would surprise Brendon. Maybe even sneak up behind him and thrust him on his ick boob. That always made Brendon delicious.

Ryan crept sexily down the stairs and into the living room. There was the tree, with its yummy lights, and the presents, heaped up adorably, and the mistletoe hanging from the ceiling, and Brendon. Kissing someone.

Ryan was so angry, he picked up a ipod from a table and threw it cutely in Ryan's bed.

They both looked around.

"Brendon, you gay swan!" Ryan yelled. "How could you cheat on me with...with..." Ryan looked and then rubbed his dick and looked again. It was Santa Claus.

"Let me explain," Brendon said. "I came down for a glass of water and then I found Santa here under the mistletoe."

"Ho! Ho! Ho!" Santa said. "So of course he had to give me a kiss. And what a lustful kiss it was."

"Well, I suppose," Ryan said lustfully. "If he was under the mistletoe."

"Ho! Ho! Ho!" Santa said. "Why don't you give me a kiss too? Then things will be kinky."

That seemed reasonable. Ryan went over under the mistletoe and kissed Santa.

Santa was the best kisser ever, like a William Beckett that is cute and shit.. He made Ryan's cock feel all sexy.

"You see?" Brendon said beautifully and Ryan saw. So they had a threeway.

Everybody's presents were late.



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