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the gay fairy tale(english)This story is inspired by the old German fairy tale of Little Red Riding Hood, who is called Rotkapp in This story, a male form of the girls name in the fairy tale: Rotkäppchen. Unfortunately, the fairy tales were very mutilated and, above all, their erotic component, which the original stories had very well deprived. As you know, the wolf is a synonym for the man who is robbing Little Red Riding Hood (no scientific interpretation). So here is a gay version of it that came to my mind, a lot of fun: Rotkapp had always been a really good boy. Even as a c***d, he had always done what his parents had told him, had never been loud or had done things like many other boys. However, because he was always so good, he had no friends. No other c***d had wanted to play with him because he always protested when the other c***dren wanted to do something that he thought was not allowed. After a while they had then excluded him from their games, so he almost always sat alone at home. At that time, the Rotkapp had begun to spend much time with his grandfather, and he still liked to do so, as a young man. The grandfather showed him a lot, for example how to carve wood things, how to eat something in the forest or how to hunt rabbits. The grandfather lived deep in the woods in a small wooden house, which he had built after the grandmother had died. Every day Rotkapp brought his grandfather the food in a basket. He always had to walk through the forest for quite a while. It was cool and dark, but Rotkapp was not afraid, because he knew the way exactly. He often met the huntsman, who always wanted to know how the grandfather is doing. Then they sat down on a stump, always very close together. The hunter put his hand on Rotkapp’s knees, which was always naked, because Rotkapp was wearing summer´s and winter’s always short leather pants. They then always shared a sausage lattice of Rotkapps basket for the grandfather. With pleasure, Rotkapp then told about the grandfather and how he was doing. The hunter stroked Rotkapp’s knees all the time, and when they had finished eating, he stood up and smashed himself into the bushes to ease himself, as he said. When he came out again, he breathed heavily and usually had to lean against a tree. “Heart problems.” he said. Rotkapp stayed with him for a long time until he had recovered, and then he set off again. One day it rained gloomily. Long twines of water came from the sky. Rotkapp had no desire to bring the grandfather the food, but the mother insisted. So he took his boots, his cloak, and his red raincoat, and set off on his bahis firmaları way. This time he did not meet a hunter and the forest was terribly sinister. From the howling wind shaken back and forth the trees rustled loudly and it was very dark on the forest floor. Rotkapp ran fast and fast. Soon, in the distance, he could make out the clearing on which stood the grandfather’s house. He ran to it, jumped over the three steps of the entrance, tore open the heavy wooden door, and stood without warning in the grandfather’s room. He was in bed, looking at him with fright, for he was not alone. For some time, a charcoal-burner had lived nearby, with whom he had become a friend. Wolf was a tall, black-haired man with thick, muscular arms and legs, and a thick beard. Rotkapp had always been a bit afraid of the man and said good-bye as quickly as he could. And that has been very frequent lately. However, so Rotkapp also had to stand, he found the man with the piercing dark eyes also not unattractive. More than once, he had imagined the muscular body naked when he had come down in bed in the evening. Very horny had made him this idea. Normally grandfather and Wolf were sitting at the table talking and talking, but this time Wolf was in bed with Rotkapps grandfather and they were both naked. The grandfather had gone on his knees and Wolf held his hips. His pelvis was tightly pressed against that of his grandfather, and Rotkapp could imagine the wolf’s cock dripping in grandfather’s ash. Wolf first found the language again: “Come, come over to us!” he ordered, and Rotkapp obeyed at once. “Just undress, my boy,” Wolf encouraged him and as his grandfather wanted to protest, Wolf just shook his head, “I think he’ll be interested in it, right?” he asked as he looked at Rotkapp. He nodded and had his clothes jerked back. His cock had already hardened in his pants and he was glad to be able to free him from the strait. Wolf reached for it and held it with his wary hand. “Well, you see, it’s like that a one.” The grandfather now laughed too:” Well, then so on.“ Wolf pulled back his tank, farther and farther. Rotkapp’s eyes widened in surprise. He had never seen such a long shining cock. A long sack, thickly covered with dark hair, hung beneath it. Wolf kept pulling his cock back until the edge of the glans became visible. The grandfather asked him not to pull it out completely and with a hard jolt Wolf pushed him again to the stop pure and the grandfather screamed with pleasure. Suddenly, push followed, and both men groaned in a common rhythm. Meanwhile, Wolf with his rough hand wanked Rotkapp’s kaçak iddaa cock. Because of the hot sight, which was offered to him, he had become so horny, that it went quite fast, until in his loins everything pulled together and he, loudly groaning, injected high. Hot sperm splashed on the back of the grandfather. When Wolf saw this, he increased his tempo, then he tore the long tail from Grandfather’s ass, grabbed it with the other hand and already his sperm lay down on Rotkapp´s. The grandfather now tugged at his tail and Wolf ordered Rotkapp to lie behind his grandfather’s legs and open his mouth. The grandfather pushed him jizzingly into his mouth, groaned loudly and already Rotkapp tasted sperm on his tongue. His mouth filled well and he swallowed it down. The grandfather rubbed his thick glans on Rotkapp’s lips and he licked the last drops that came out there. Meanwhile, Wolf had bent over the back of the grandfather and also licked the sperm that he and Rotkapp had just sprayed on it. His thick eggs hung almost in front of Rotkapp’s eyes. He reached for them and pulled them down, which caused Wolf a mishap. He let Rotkapp play with his balls for a while, then he slid beside grandfather, who pulled his already slender cock from Rotkapp’s mouth and also lay down. Rotkapp turned and lay between them. They were threefold, and then turned around to their grandfather: “Why, your grandson is something to be used for?” The grandfather nodded and smiled at Rotkapp. “Do you want to join again?” Rotkapp nodded energetically. Grandfather and the wolf smiled and the grandfather stroked Rotkapp’s hair. “Now go on, boy, get dressed quickly and then go home, you will surely be missed.” So it happened that Rotkapp was even more often at his grandfather´s home, often running through the woods to be faster. Once he met the hunter, who stopped him and asked why he was running so fast. Then he told the hunter what was happening with his grandfather. The huntsman wanted to know everything exactly, and after a while it seemed as if it was a terrible itch in his pants because he pinched himself tightly and waved the fabric. Rotkapp knew exactly, however, that he was playing around on his probably rock-hard cock: “Do you think I should come and watch?” asked the hunter, and Rotkapp nodded. They walked together to the grandfather’s house. Rotkapp asked for the huntsman, grandfather and the wolf, who were sitting at the table this time, were amazed, but the huntsman explained to them that they knew what they were doing and wanted to join, they agreed. They quickly took off, and, behold, kaçak bahis the huntsman had already a steeply raised bar. They jumped quickly to bed and Rotkapp knelt beside the grandfather. He wanted to feel a cock in himself. Wolf and the hunter could not tell each other twice. They lubricated their cocks and pressed them into the waiting holes. Rotkapp and the grandfather groaned, first with pain, but then they were really horny and the grandfather pulled Rotkapp’s head to himself. He pressed his mouth on red caps and pressed his tongue into it. Wolf and the hunter also kissed each other intensively, circling their tongues as they pushed hard and harder into the holes. Both of them flowed after a short time the sweat in Stöhmen and so it clapped each time their bodies against the butts before them bounced. Wolf and the hunter intervened between the legs of Rotkapp and the grandfather and wanked the likewise hard shanks. It was clear, as horny as the four were, it would not be long before the bed of sperm would be flooded. The hunter was the first. With a final blow, he dripped his air deeply into Rotkapp. He could feel how it twitched inside him, and now a large amount of hot juice was pumped into him. Even Wolf could not restrain himself. He snapped his cock from Grandfather’s ass and his sperm swelled in thick blows. The grandfather pushed his tongue fest in Rotkapp’s mouth and pushed the air jerkily through the nose. The sheet under him was already wet, and the spot spread quickly. Even with Rotkapp it was now so far. Although the huntsman had already squirted, he pushed him a little, jerked his hand hard, while Rotkapp danced the senses. Everything in him focused on his orgasm. He could feel the twitching of the squirting reflex. As a result, he pressed the hunter’s cock twitching, which only increased his lust. Between his legs the sheet was now wet and Rotkapp had the feeling that he could not stop spraying. And he did not want either. But then it was over. Rotkapp sank on the bed and the grandfather lay down beside him and pressed him tightly and settled. “You’re a good boy,” he said, and Rotkapp was happy. Quickly he licked the tail of his grandfather dry and when Wolf and the hunter saw this, they also held him to their cocks. Rotkapp also licked her off and was finally quite sad when the three men around him dressed again. But everyone still had his day work to do. And Rotkapp had to go back home, if he wanted to get there before the dark. And when they have not died, they meet again today in Grandfather’s house and have fun with each other … THE END (Translated by Google-Translator, because my english is good enough to talk, but not to write a story, that may explain the strange grammar. I would be glad if somebody corrects it for me, so that I can show it again on xhamster)
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