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Friday, December 11, 2020

[SS-853] Popsicle Husbands


[POPSICLE HUSBANDS]

Finally, after three years of trying, Fernan finally grabbed the international championships for bodybuilding. And he really did deserve it. He had very large mounds of muscle, formed and symmetrical.

It was pretty obvious in the beginning of the competition that the qualification rounds for basic posing would get him to the finals. 

However, he really did well in the creative posing. He had a sword as a prop and it worked well to both awe and entertain with his audiences.


But more than the cash price and the trophy, what Fernan was excited about was the chance to be a part of the champion’s club, where he can hang out in a mansion together with the previous winners of the league.

Fernan went to the mansion during the following week. When he entered, he was told to meet the other four champions by the pool.

When he got there, he found the four champions sitting by the ledge of the pool, wearing different colored trunks and visors and slurping popsicles.


“He’s here,” the one in red declared.

Fernan was giddy, “hi! I can’t believe I’m finally here!”

“Damn. This year’s champion is sexy as hell” said the champion in pink.

The champion in orange stood up and walked to him, “we heard you have a girlfriend.”

“Yeah, we’re marrying soon,” Fernan replied.

The champion in green also came close to him, “aww. That’s too bad. Cause we plan to keep you here as our fifth boyfriend.”

“What?!” Fernan gasped.

The guy in orange held him while the green guy kissed him while hugging him tight.

Fernan tried to resist but as he tasted and swallowed some of the ice cream in the kisser’s mouth he started relaxing. 

The two other champions came to him and started caressing his body. Fernan was weirded out that he could feel sparks at the end of their fingertips that made him horny.

“You’re gonna be part of our sex group. We’re all gonna be husbands,” one of them said as they undressed him.

He felt a finger probe his hole but Fernan was too daced to resist anymore. He loved being poked in the hole. 

His dick got harder as he got fucked.

The guy in pink stuck a popsicle in his mouth. He loved the taste and the assault it was giving him in his senses.

The chemical in the ice cream made him submit. And after the four gang raped him and showered him with cum, Fernan knew he was gonna be their husband.


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