Random Drabbles: What Were We Thinking?

by RandomYuuProductions

What were we thinking? That's the problem. We weren't. So as a result, we are now left with a series of short drabbles we created by a"Drabble Generator." We put in some words and people, and these are the stories of the Ouran High School Host Club that were created.

4. A Bootiful Day to Fuck

A Bootiful Day To Fuck

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Kyouya stepped sexily out into the EXTREME sunshine, and admired Mori's penis. "Ah," he sighed, "That's a fuckable sight."

Mori climbed off the bra and walked endearingly across the grass to greet his lover. Kyouya patted Mori on the vagina and then tried to fuck him huskily, but without success.

"That's all right," Mori said. "We can try again later."

"I'm just not sexy," Kyouya. "Not as sexy as the time we fucked in the fuck box."

Mori nodded rushingly. "We were lovely back in those days."

"Our rear-ends were younger, and we had a lot more fun with them," Kyouya said. "Everything seems whoreish and ravishing when you're young."

"Of course," Mori said. "But now we're enticing, we can still have fun. If we go about it pressingly."

"Pressingly?" Kyouya said . "But how?"

"With this," Mori said and held out a horny tart. "Just take that with some water and in half an hour, you'll be ready to fuck."

Kyouya swallowed the tart at once and sure enough, in half an hour, they were able to fuck pressingly. They fucked like a shitcake which has only just bloomed. Three times.

And then the neighbour told them to get off his lawn.