Taking in a deep breathe, type was to a chair to be laying down a bit to be peering his eyes down to be making a face.
He then looked up to see Mr. Tyme come about with a slight smile to then go to the chair next to him to then see an attendant to then motion with his head for them to come over.
They came to then sit to then start on his toe nails. Type looked him over to then turn his head to then look down again.
"This is a bit...."
Mr. Tyme placed his hands behind his head to eye over type.
"Relaxing?"
Type signed.
"Odd. Spas are for women."
Mr. Tyme then shook his head.
"Men need to look well also type."
Type made a face to then start to think about ceto.
Why was he there? I haven't checked in for a bit I guess......mmm
Mr. Tyme kept his eyes to type to then raise an eye brow.
"Stop it."
Type turned his head to look over Mr. Tyme.
"Stop what."
"I can see your thinking, you need to stop it."
Mr. Tyme turned his head to look to the attendant who was doing his nails.
"Are you done?"
The woman looked to him to nod, type narrowed his eyes.
"Why?"
Mr. Tyme then turned his head once more to look to type with a smile.
"I don't want you to think type, seems to just get you in trouble. Next is a massage."
Types eyes widened.
"I don't want...."
Mr. Tyme lightly chuckled.
"You don't have a choice."
Type turned his head to have a woman come about to wrap her arms about his to then pull him along.
Mr. Tyme took in a deep breathe to then make a face has he watched type being pulled along. He didn't know why but he started to grow in jealousy.
To the room, type was to the bed to be eyeing the woman who had her back to him to begin to prepare.
"I really don't want this."
She turned to eye.
"Why is that?"
Type flexed his jaw to then peer his eyes down to think of Mr. Tyme, he didn't want someone else to touch him.
Type rolled his eyes at that thought to then move about to then turn his head to the side.
She nodded to then turn her back to him again.
"I'll step out for a moment, you get undressed and place yourself under the towel, I will be back momentarily."
Type turned his head back to then watch her go off to leave to make a face.
He then stood to then start to take down his robe to then go under the towel to lay to his stomach to then place his head in the hole to shuffle his body about.
You are going to complete this mission, stay the fuck away from this asshole, get with a woman, get married and have kids with her...... Be normal!
Type gritted his teeth and hard has a memory of what Mr. Tyme told him of being normal, which does not always consist of a man and woman.
Type then jumped a bit has he heard the door open and close.
Type then squeezed his eyes tightly shut to gulp.
It's just a massage! Just a massage!
Type couldn't help but to breathe heavily.
He then took in a very deep breathe to feel warm hands to his back to start to move themselves about.
Type slowly opened his eyes to then dart them to sign.
A woman is touching you and you feel nothing! God damnit!
Type then froze to tense, he then moved his hands to the edge of the bed to then try to get up just to be pushed down.
"What are you doing!?"
Type felt the towel be taken away, to then feel a slight warmth to his outter hole, he then started to shuffle a bit, has they were moving there fingers about.
"Damnit!? What the hell are you doing!"
They then started to move there fingers up and down his crack very sensually. Type started to grow in anger.
"God damnit! Fucking knock it off! Dont rich me like that!"
Type then used all his strength to then move about to then push the other away to sit to the edge to then widen his eyes to then part his lips.
"Tharn!"
Tharn lightly laughed to then look slowly down to be amazed at what he saw.
"Your a..... Pregman, how are you not hard, after I......"
Type slowly peered his eyes down to see his limp member to eye it felt complexed.
Tharn then stepped forward to place his hand to it to then raise an eye brow to let a giant smile go on his face.
"Mm.... This is quite interesting."
Type started to breathe heavier to then place his hands to tharns chest to then push him away to then get down to eye him narrowly.
"You are a giant prick!"
Tharn watched type go to then look down to see him dripping.
Darting his eyes, tharn then went to him to wrap his arms about to then place his hand to his erection to then go to his ear.
"That I am, but type, do you really think I'm going to let you leave with this?"
Type lifted his head back to start to coo has he felt tharn stroke him off.
"Ah fuck!"
Tharn then took type back to the table to have him be over it, to then take a leg up to place on top, to then take his cock to rub his tip to his outter hole.
"What do you want type?"
Type placed his forehead to the bed to then grip.
"You are such a.....aaah God!"
Tharn then thrusted his cock in and full to then take it out to then rub his tip about, type curled his lips inward to bite.
Tharn couldn't get but to laugh.
"That's not an answer, what does my lover seeking?"
Type signed to then place his cheek to the bed to then look to him.
"You know what I want!"
"Mm...... Tell me."
Type rolled his eyes to then look to the wall.
"I.......god I hate you! I want you deep inside tharn!"
Tharn smiled to then ram himself in, type moaned and hard.
"Fuck!"
Tharn nodded to then wrap his arms about type to bring him to his chest to really go at him.
"You feel so fantastic inside."
Type brought up his hands to tharns arm to move his body with his.
"Aaah God! You feel so fucking good!"
Tharn went to his ear to lick about.
"After this, there is more I have planned for you. Just you wait."
Type kept his head lifted up to moan very heavily to enjoy every minute of this and hard.
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to be with danger
Fanfictionto a world where one generation of men were selected to go under a mysterious procedure when they were in the wombs of there mother's, they were often ridiculed, to be treated very badly and differently from the rest, many hide while others kept wha...
