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If you know basic kabbalah it's actually not too hard to make a golem out of a labubu. Don't recommend it though. They have a pre-existing body-dharma. As soon as they wake they run straight for the sea. V hard to counter. Lost the first one. No idea what it's doing out there. Moved like lightning.

the Lord is my shepherd, He shaves my entire body to make sweaters

Holy shit! Congratulations!! I've been reading this *maybe* since the first year and have rec'd it to many people since then... It'll be bittersweet to no longer be checking for updates. But wonderful, too, to leave them with this happy ending... Thank you for writing this, and sharing it with us.

took my mom to one gay bar and she just said “Padam” instead of goodbye

This is among my favorites!

"Well? You ready?"

He didn't give us time to answer. A second later his tongue swiped up my hole. My whole body spasmed. I cried out as my vision went white and my mind blanked out.

Oh FUCK!

I felt Brandon grab my asscheek. He chuckled. "Ready to have your priorities PERMANENTLY realigned? Ready to be a pair of squirming, needy muscle pups just begging to ride my tongue all day? Brains fried, eager to do anything I say... so long as you get your fix of this magic tongue..."

A moment later Brandon had Steve on the bed by me, head down, ass up. Two big muscle studs, quivering and moaning because our fuckin' holes couldn't help but crave our bro's magic tongue...

"Shit," Steve muttered, shaking with need. "I... I maybe didn't think this wish through..."

If it felt this way just to have it lick my neck... how would it feel to have his magic tongue working its way into my brand-new, rimming-addicted asshole?

As Brandon smirked and led my overwhelmed shuddering body to the bed, I realized what was up. It was due to how Steve had worded his fuckin' wish.

'I wish his tongue made us feel amazing.'

I shuddered, overwhelmed as my body flooded with pleasure at feeling his tongue on me. I groaned, arching my back. I... I couldn't remember why I was resisting him. Fuck! What was he DOING to me?

"Yeah?" said Brandon.

He stepped even closer, his big muscled body getting all in my personal space. His mouth ghosted over my ear. "On the bed, bitch. Now."

And then he licked a stripe of saliva across my neck.

My eyes zeroed in on his tongue. Brandon licked his lips with that magic tongue of his, making me gulp. He said, "I think you want to be on your knees for me. Head down, ass up."

I moaned, my whole body flushing as my ass clenched at his words. "I... Fuck off, Brandon."

"I don't think so," winked Brandon, waggling his tongue as he stepped closer.

I flushed, feeling my hole clench needily again. I couldn't help it. I... I WAS eager to get tongue-fucked by him... Even though I knew it was just that stupid wish affecting me!

Steve shrugged his huge shoulders. "If he's gonna rim us, it might as well feed good."

I wanted to argue back over how stupid he'd been, but Brandon interrupted. "Enough bullshit. I'm taking my magic tongue for a test drive on your big muscle butts."

"Like hell you are," I spat. "I'm leaving."

Steve said, "Fuck off, Brandon. You want to rim my fine ass so much? Fine. I wish YOUR tongue was magic too, and addicted to our asses, and made us feel amazing!"

"NO!" I yelled, but it was too late. The genie vanished. We were stuck with the wishes.

"What the hell, Steve? Why didn't you undo it?"

I shouted, "Steve, you've still got a wish left! You've gotta undo this bullshit!"

Steve scowled at Brandon, who was grinning and waggling his tongue at us. Fuck, my hole squeezed urgently at the sight...

Then he added, "I wish my two roomies's assholes were addicted to my tongue and just EAGER to get tongue-fucked by me."

"What the fuck?!" I yelled, even as I felt my hole clench as the wish took hold.

"Heh. Who needs hook-up apps when I've got you studs."

I rolled my eyes. Brandon was always bragging about how much he loved rimming guys. Saying shit like 'heck, I'd totally rim that booty.' Felt weird to have that horny attention directed at me for a change, though.

Up till now, me and my buds were always getting passed over on the hook-up apps. That was about to change.

"Fuck yeah," rumbled Steve, running his hands over his new body. "Nice wish, bro."

"FUCK yeah," added Brandon. "I'm so hot now. YOU'RE both hot now. Nice jockstraps. Heh, I'd rim you both!"

A naked guy looks up the camera, arching an eyebrow cheekily and displaying his tongue as he licks his lips. Behind him, on a bed, are two muscled-up dudes kneeling in jockstraps, asses exposed, eager and waiting to get rimmed.

I should've kept my mouth shut when I found the genie lamp. Instead I got my two roommates involved. So the genie decided we all got a single wish.

I did what any insecure gay dude would do. I wished I was hot and jacked as fuck.

Actually, I wished all three of us were. Share the love, right?

He sprayed Sam with pump after pump of his jizz, marking him, semen dripping copiously off Sam's cheeks and chin... nearly making Sam cum hands-free again, just from having that cock shoot all over him.

"Symptom four, bro? Heh... Addicted for LIFE."

His neighbor grinned and grabbed Sam's chin in his hands, meeting Sam's dazed eyes for a second... before groaning and unloading all over Sam's face.

"Well," chuckled his neighbor, as Sam spaced out and began nuzzling his face into his neighbor's huge balls, lapping at them earnestly and bouncing them on his tongue—all while his hands continued stroking and massaging the thick pole above him. "Symptom four is..."

"Y-yeah...?"

"And symptom four..."

Sam groaned and pulled off of his neighbor's dick, a trail of saliva connecting his lips to the huge cockhead that had seconds ago been throbbing deep inside Sam's esophagus. He gasped out, "S-symptom, uh... four...?"

With a desperate moan, Sam came handsfree, his own smaller cock spurting all over his stomach and chest without him even touching it.

Sam was shuddering, squirming. Fuck, why did his throat feel so good? Fuck, why was his whole body trembling just from getting his throat abused like this—fuck, pleasure was radiating outward from that incredible thick cock in his throat—

"Symptom three, blowjobs make you cum handsfree."

Sam didn't reply to that, but his face turned bright red as his neighbor began to go hard on his throat, pistoning in and out. He was genuinely fucking Sam's mouth—making those heavy balls whack against Sam's chin with every thrust.

"Well, just because I—HRRRK!" Sam's protests were cut off and replaced with loud gulping noises, as his neighbor hilted that fat meat straight into Sam's throat in a single movement. Sam's eyes rolled back in his head, his throat pulsing and squeezing in excitement around the dick lodged inside it.

"I... I mean," Sam moaned, rubbing his face all over the huge dick that had been dominating his fantasies since that drunk blowjob a week ago. "I dunno, dude..."

"Symptom two, no more gag reflex."