Peach Moose
Stories
4
Chapters
78
Words
156.3 K
Comments
1
Reading
13 h, 1 m
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My grandfather was a hunter. Owner of a 76 cm-barreled shotgun. Korean champion. “Little rat, your ass is slow!” “Hurry up and ride, rat!” “Y-yes… sniff…” Friday, the ride home from school. The sky was clear, and the spring breeze smelled like cotton candy. We had legally escaped the Alcatraz prison ruled by Warden Jo the Inspector, and in the sun-drenched school parking lot we each hopped onto our rattling…-
8.4 K • Ongoing
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My dad was a boxer. 79 kg, light-heavyweight. Korea champion. “Traitor! Urgh……” “Murderer bastard! Lock this fucker in the underground dungeon!” “I-I’m Na-ro……” “No way……” Including me, the boxer’s son, all five of us were sitting in a circle by the pond behind the school at the moment. The pale-faced kid was squatting in the middle, sniffling and crying. We all pinched him, whacked his skull, jabbed his sides, and glared daggers. Na-ro sat there like a…
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8.4 K • Ongoing
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In that instant, Doyoung sensed it wasn’t Seungwoo’s cock and cried out in shock. Seungwoo pressed down on Doyoung’s head, pinning him so he couldn’t move. “Mmf, mmf. Mmf. Mmmmf, mmf!” Sand prevented him from opening his mouth properly, muffling his voice. Meanwhile, the unknown man behind him pushed his cock into the pussy already stuffed with four eggs. Doyoung was terrified. The thought of forcing something else into a pussy already packed tight with eggs was frightening…-
126.1 K • Completed
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Doyoung arched his neck and moaned. The cervix throbbed while his prostate was scraped at the same time, the pleasure so intense his eyes rolled back. “Bitch. You like it that much?” “Yes, Master. It feels so good. Mmngh.” “Then you should thank me properly.” “Ahng! Master! Thank you. Heungh.” “You left out what you’re thankful for.” “Thank you…… for stuffing bitch pussy. Mmmng. Thank you for using bitch pussy like this.” “Good boy, our bitch.” When…
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126.1 K • Completed
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“Well done, bitch.” As if praising him, Seungwoo stroked the head of the prostrate Doyoung. For a moment, Doyoung even felt the illusion that he had truly become a dog. Before long, Seungwoo began taking more items out of the shopping bag. While he did, Seungbin lifted his phone, turned on the flash, and started recording. “Just walking would be boring, right? Don’t you think so, bitch?” Seungwoo asked again. Doyoung, still dazed and flustered, couldn’t…
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126.1 K • Completed
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After all was said and done, meat was the best. Having devoured dinner with grand enthusiasm, the three naturally set up their drinking session as always. They had been holding back on alcohol due to supply issues, but now with the stock replenished, they drank like unleashed colts. “Hng!” In high spirits, Seungwoo and Seungbin stripped Doyoung bare and placed him on the table. Then they poured beer over his body. “Cold, it’s cold! Don’t, don’t do that. Ngh!” Laughing loudly,…
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126.1 K • Completed
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“Are you going to pick them up after so long?” —” No, it’s fine. President Cheon said he’d…” President Cheon was going to escort her to the hotel himself. After hanging up, Seju tilted his head far to one side. It seemed his father still saw his mother—who had carried him to term with resolute determination—as a child left standing at the edge of water. Is it really that good? Whenever President Cheon stood in front of Director Im, he turned into a dignified boy; whenever…-
36.1 K • Ongoing
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Jugyeong turned her head over her shoulder to add one last thing, then faced forward again. Seju felt the pulse slam hard against the inside of his wrist. He felt it flutter beneath his ear, too. He also saw it—how the tension had drained from Jugyeong’s pale, prominent hand only at the moment she’d said congratulations. Seju stumbled closer and came to stand beside her. He didn’t have a plan. He was just dying with regret that she’d turned away too quickly for him to properly see her face. He…
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36.1 K • Ongoing
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Seungwoo remained seated and pulled Doyoung up onto his body. Facing him, Doyoung sank onto Seungwoo’s cock. Doyoung’s pussy accepted him easily. The thick shaft—already sucked and worked so much that his pussy was spread wide—pierced straight inside in one thrust. “Ah—!” The rounded head stabbed mercilessly at his cervix, and Doyoung threw his head back with a moan. Drowned in dizzying pleasure, his upper body arched, and all strength drained from him. Seungwoo caught his falling back…
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126.1 K • Completed
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“…….” Suddenly, Seungwoo—who had been leaning against the wall reading a book—placed his head on Doyoung’s lap. With that small head pillowed on Doyoung’s thigh, he lay back on the main hall floor. Doyoung looked down in confusion at Seungwoo resting on his lap. He had occasionally sat on Seungwoo’s lap while drinking or eating, but this was the first time Seungwoo had pillowed his head on Doyoung’s thigh, so he couldn’t help feeling flustered. “Why. Is it…
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126.1 K • Completed
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