Ezreal walked the quiet dusk dimmed streets of the city state Zaun whispering to himself "Who needs a map". After hearing rumors of a lost artifact to be last seen in Zaun the explorer known as Ezreal could not help himself but to once again throw caution to the wind in pursuit of ancient secrets and possible treasures. This time however favor was not on the young man's side as he quickly became lost inside Zaun's many twist and turns and inevitably found his path to be run askew.
Passing by what was thought to be an empty alley a voice called out to the blonde haired adventurer. "Hey, feelin' lucky?" the voice questioned. "Who goes there!" quickly and assertively replied Ezreal readying a mystic shot. A rather rugged man steps out from the shadow and into the light of the moon with a gruff swagger puffing on an almost spent cigar. It was Graves who not long ago broke away as a Zaunite captive and he had a hankering for some nice ass on a cold night. "I like my lovers two ways, men or about to be." said Graves as he slyly smirked at Ezreal.
At first the explorer was stunned but then rather excited to hear such a bold statement coming from a complete and so handsome stranger. "How bout I show you a thing or two cutie?" smoothly says Graves. "Sounds dangerous, I'm in!" coos Ezreal. Graves takes a step back into the shade of the alley and beckons Ezreal to follow, eagerly the explorer does as commanded. Graves leans himself up against the damp wall of the alley and utters "Best step back, i'm packing a big one" as he lowers his pants bellow his waist. As the trousers slide down a whopping 12" member flops out throbbing, pulsating and ready for action, Graves lets out a confident smirk. The young explorer astonished glances at Graves and with a smirk of his own says "Time for a true display of skill!" and gets right to work.
Ezreal easily shoving the entire mass into his slick throat bobing up and down in and out all over the glorious chunk of man meat slurping and slobbering delightfully. "**** boy your real good at this!" exclaims Graves "Take cover here it comes!". Graves lets his load inside and out all over the explorer even causing the boy to spurt some of the gooey mess onto the concrete floor. "Heh, that was only a warning shot" remarks Graves as he picks Ezreal up and lays on him on his stomach getting ready to pound his wonderful ass.
Graves hurriedly removes his and Ezreal's clothing tossing it casually over to the side and presses into Ezreals tight ass with his massive ****. Ezreal worriedly remarks "Uh, you do have some lube right?", "Nope" replies Graves "I guess your taking some collateral damage" as he forcefully shoves his enormous shaft into the lovely boys ass and begins to pump vigorously. "Oh god it hurts so bad! Don't stop!" Ezreal moaned in both pain and ecstasy as his hole was actually used to this sort of treatment daily. Graves working his manhood in and out of the smooth and silky ass, pounding relentless without any thought but to get his satisfaction furiously kept the pace as the young explorer's moans echoed off the alley walls.
"End of the line!" shouts Graves ejaculating his warm fluid into the near burnt ass of Ezreal almost collapsing from pleasure as the explorer releases his own "Mystic-shot" onto the concrete. Graves and Ezreal panting from the excursion they shared was almost too much for them, almost. Graves ready for round two begins to flip Ezreal on his back but Graves stops himself suddenly out of impulse. Without question Graves feels a presence he knows all too well and what he see's absolutely terrifies and outrages him beyond comprehension. He looks down at Ezreal and begins to slowly flip him over hoping this feeling is simply just a hunch or a dream or anything but reality.
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Disclaimer: Apologies for the ending I broke my wrist before writing the last paragraph and I had my 6 year old cousin type it up for me as I narrated aloud.
Check my other works:
"Jarvan Gets Dunked" - http://na.leagueoflegends.com/board/...1#post33287958
"The Mustache Tango" - http://na.leagueoflegends.com/board/....php?t=2487391