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Needs some post-workout relaxation

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Jock needs a bit more of a towel-down.

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"Trespasser: the pole in my hand or my other pole. Your choice."

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Working hard

Playing hard

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Out on the porch

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"You gonna get a beating, boy"

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Early afternoon indoors

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Baldwolf Tales: Snake Eater (Part 1) – Character depictions

Hello, hope everyone's been enjoying my AI-generated art on this blog. I've been going through some old files of mine and found some .pdfs of a user who wrote gay fanfiction called BaldWolf Tales (Note: the blog is closed). I wonder if it'd be better to post the material here in its entirety or have a link to a .pdf file (which readers can read online) to give it some sort of provenance.

Snake Eater (Part 1) (CW: character death)

Here are the characters as I've interpreted them:

Left: Lenny; right: Vamp

Left: Officer Connor Trake; right: unnamed businessman

Johnny Sasaki

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*grunts*

Who's the biggest one here?

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"Hell~o, sailor"

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Moments before an earth-shattering orgasm

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"Oh, hey Takashi." I turn around.

"Teach!" The school's PE teacher leans against the stone brick wall, smiling at me. His huge pecs are struggling to escape from the tight tank top he's wearing. I consciously will myself to not get hard at the sight of this marvelous specimen. "Did you need me for something?"

"No," he says simply. "I was just thinking the rugby team's going to miss having a star such as you once you graduate this year."

"I'm going to miss you coaching the team," I laugh nervously. Still smiling, he walks over and ruffles my hair. I feel my face growing really warm.

"What's going on, Takashi? You got a fever?" I try to retreat, but when he puts the back of his hand on my forehead, I can't hold back any longer and let out a stifled moan. He looks down. While I manage to not reach my orgasm, an obvious stain dots the front of my pants. "Takashi, are you gay?" Words are caught in my throat and I start to shiver in fear. My eyes begin to tear up, but before I can do anything else, he hugs me and I feel the strength in his football-sized biceps wrap around me protectively. "I am, so I know how it feels to open up about it." I rest my head on his warm yet firm chest, and my cheek brushes up against his nipple. He exclaims "Wait!" before it turns into a drawn-out groan. I feel pressure against my thigh and I look down to see his pants fill out. "I'm so sorry, Takashi, this is inappropriate—"

"It's okay, teach," I reassure him. "I've, um, actually wanted to know what it'd be like to be with you." He frowns.

"We're still teacher and student, you know."

"I do, but..." I can't finish my sentence any further as I feel my cock pressing hard against the fabric.

He sighs. "Well, you're 18, so that's one thing I don't have to worry about. Come with me," he says as he escorts me into a nearby storage room. After he locks the door, my first instinct is to bury my face in his waxed armpit. "Do you like that, Takashi?" he asks in a lower, hushed voice as he undoes my belt .

"I do, teach," I reply. "I never noticed how trim you are."

"I bodybuild on the side," he says as he pulls down my pants and underwear. "Maybe I'll give you a private show one day."

"Yes, please," I say breathily. The thought of him posing in front of me makes me drip. He looks down at the string of precum descending from my dick.

"Well, we can't have a mess in here," he mutters as he gets on his knees. Before I can say anything else he places his tongue underneath my precum before lapping it all up and putting his mouth over my dick. I grunt softly as he softly brushes his tongue up my frenulum and teases my urethra. I can only look in stunned silence as he goes down further on my cock, nearly down to the base.

"Teach," I manage to get out as he moans around my dick, "if you keep doing that I'm going to— oh fuck..." My head rolls backwards as I feel my brain getting flooded with bliss and Mr. Enomoto's mouth getting pumped with my cum. After a few seconds I look down as I catch my breath; his mouth is still on my cock and he stares up at me. There isn't a single drop of cum anywhere; not on his face, not on his floor, nowhere.

"I hope you're feeling better now, Takashi," he says to me, standing back up. "Now you better run along, OK?" I nod and walk out of the storage room, trying to process what had just happened.

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It's nearing the end of graduation dinner. As I'm saying goodbyes to some of my rugby teammates I catch sight of Mr. Enomoto, dressed in a tux that accentuates his physique.

"Hey, teach. Enjoy the dinner?" I ask. It's so hard to remain casual after what happened.

"Ate my fill," he chuckles, patting his stomach. "Hope you've made your share of good memories with your friends."

"I sure did!" I avert my eyes to the side. "I was hoping that I could make some memories with you too..." He puts a hand on my shoulder and whispers in my ear.

"Meet me outside in ten minutes. I'll give you a ride." My heart skips a beat as I take in what he just said to me. I walk outside at the scheduled time and I see him sitting inside a well-furnished sedan. "Hop in," he tells me, and I do so without a word.

"Where are we going?" I ask him as he heads off in a direction that I'm not familiar with.

"My place. Thought you might want to head on over to my place for a nightcap."

"Of course, teach. We're not going to see each other that often once I graduate." He ruffles my hair when the car stops at a red light.

"Let's make the most out of our time together," he says looking at me with a smile etched on his face. In no time we're parked in front of his house, modest but well-cared for. "Well, let's head on in!" I follow him out of the car and walk through his front door. He quickly hangs his coat and heads towards the kitchen.

"Can I get you a drink?" he yells as I take off my shoes.

"Yes, please," I answer. As I enter the living room, he joins me with two glasses in his hand: one filled with red wine, the other some carbonated drink fizzing away.

"Hope you don't mind Sprite," he says sheepishly. "You're still a little young for this."

"Don't mind at all," I say, downing the entire thing in almost one gulp.

"Anyway, I'm just going to use the bathroom upstairs. See you in a bit." I give him a light nod as he walks away. I spend what feels like the next fifteen minutes looking at the paintings in his living room and admiring his sense of interior decoration.

"He's taking a while," I mutter to myself. I walk upstairs and see the door to the bathroom open. Empty. Strange, I think. Taking a few steps down the hall, I notice another door left ajar. "Teach?" I called out as I pushed it open. As my eyes adjust, I see a silhouetted figure on the far end of the room walk towards me.

"So glad you could join me, Takashi." Teach is completely naked, as I see his humongous body loom before me, his biceps as huge as grapefruits.

"Oh, god," I moan as I feel my pants tighten. "You look amazing." He lowers his head to my ear.

"You can do whatever you want with me tonight," he breathes into my ear. At those words I take everything off me and begin kissing him, my hands exploring every vast part of his body.

"I said I'd give you a show," Teach says to me. He takes a few steps back and starts striking a few poses. My jaw drops and I can feel a drop of precum running down the side of my cock. I close the distance between us and start sucking on his luscious nipples. He lets out a groan of pleasure and his cock presses against my stomach. I drop to my knees and start swallowing it, hearing his moans becoming higher and higher-pitched as it throbs against my tongue.

"You're quite the bitch, aren't you, teach?" I growl.

"Oh yes," he gasps. "Getting dominated by young studs like you is my major turn-on."

"In that case, you won't mind that I do this." I stand up, turn him around and push him onto the bed before delivering a meaty slap to his ass. He lets out a strangled cry of ecstasy as I deliver a few more.

I lie down on the bed next to him. "Get on my cock," I order. He gets up and slowly lowers himself on me, and I can't help but let out a groan as his ass muscles begin gripping tightly around my dick. As I thrust my hips into him, he starts letting out pitiful whimpers.

After ten minutes of repeatedly fucking him, Mr. Enomoto cries out, "I'm gonna cum, Takashi!"

"That's it, teach, spew all over your former student!" I egg him on as he roars, thick white seed shooting out of his cock in thick ropes and splattering on my chest. "You got me going, teach. Ready to take my load up your ass?"

"Oh, I'm ready, stud," he says as he strikes a double biceps pose. I gasp as I feel his walls clamping down harder on my dick.

"That's how you've been staying so buff isn't it?" I tease him. "Just taking loads from your former players?"

"Oh fuck yeah," he pants as kisses one of his sweat-covered biceps. "Strong virile young men like you give me the protein I need to become the sexy motherfucker you see before you!"

"Take my protein shot, muscleslut!" I cry out, reaching my climax and painting his insides white.

"Oh I can feel your warm load in me Takashi!" he cries before collapsing on me and giving me a deep kiss. I pant as I finish riding my orgasm. Mr. Enomoto guides me to our sides as he rests next to me, my dick still in his ass. "Takashi, call me whenever you need a nice tight hole to cum in. I'll always be ready to take more loads from you." I smirk and give him a deep kiss as the two of us drift off into slumber.

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Really like how the light draws out the contrast

A night in touch with nature

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Mercenary at work

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Beach buff scoping out his next conquest

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Confident