Anonymous1: This takes place after the James/Molly pic:
"Molly, are you ABSOLUTELY sure James has learned to be gentle?" Thomas asked. Molly had asked for him to partake in a threesome with them.
"Y-yes, I am, Thomas," Molly replied.
"Because he wasn't like that the FIRST time..."
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A long, long time ago, Thomas was new to the island. James had relinquished the Ffarquhar branchline to the tank engine following a terrible crash. It wasn't all bad, though; the Hughes K28 had new steel brakes and was painted his favorite color now.
Late one night, James approached Thomas. The other engines, Edward, Henry, and Gordon, were doing their own nightly things; Edward was working late on a new branchline just for him, Henry had a night goods run and Gordon a night express. "Thomas?" James asked. "About the crash...thanks for saving me, but...I just think I need to repay you."
"James, your old branchline is compensation enough! But if you still want to repay me, then you can fuck my ass!" Thomas turned around on the turntable and opened his phantom pockets. "Go on!"
And James DID go. "OW! James, not so rough!" Thomas spluttered as James rocketed onto the turntable and shoved his thinner cock into Thomas' anus. James didn't say anything, only grunted and groaned, rocking Thomas severely, before cumming in two minutes and then rolling back to sleep.
"Well, THAT was no fun," Thomas grumbled.
Gordon arrived and surveyed the scene. "Let me guess, little Thomas, you made the mistake of having James fuck you? It happens to all of us at some point." Thomas could only sigh.
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"B-but James has gotten a l-lot better now!" Molly said. "Come on, I'll show you."
They chuffed into the big private shed and found James, impatiently tapping his wheel. "Well?"
"James, Molly said you've learned to be gentle," Thomas grimaced. "If that is true, then you may fuck me."
"I h-have an idea," Molly said. "T-thomas, why don't you fuck m-my pussy while James fucks y-your ass? Then you can e-eat out my ass and I c-can eat his."
"Hm...delightfully kinky, m'dear," James smirked, opening his pockets. Thomas sighed and did the same, as did Molly. Thomas pushed his cock into Molly's expectant vagina.
Then came the moment of truth. James slowly but surely pushed his cock into Thomas' waiting asshole, and it felt much better than it had the first time. Thomas groaned. James and Molly angled themselves so his ass was in her face. Then the licking began, Thomas rimming Molly as he fucked her while Molly rimmed James.
After twenty-one minutes, James shuddered and came inside Thomas, then Thomas came inside Molly. "S-see? That wasn't s-so bad, was it?"
"No, it wasn't," Thomas said. "James, you're alright now." The three engines kissed each other at the same time, and then they went back to their regular lives.
"Molly, are you ABSOLUTELY sure James has learned to be gentle?" Thomas asked. Molly had asked for him to partake in a threesome with them.
"Y-yes, I am, Thomas," Molly replied.
"Because he wasn't like that the FIRST time..."
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A long, long time ago, Thomas was new to the island. James had relinquished the Ffarquhar branchline to the tank engine following a terrible crash. It wasn't all bad, though; the Hughes K28 had new steel brakes and was painted his favorite color now.
Late one night, James approached Thomas. The other engines, Edward, Henry, and Gordon, were doing their own nightly things; Edward was working late on a new branchline just for him, Henry had a night goods run and Gordon a night express. "Thomas?" James asked. "About the crash...thanks for saving me, but...I just think I need to repay you."
"James, your old branchline is compensation enough! But if you still want to repay me, then you can fuck my ass!" Thomas turned around on the turntable and opened his phantom pockets. "Go on!"
And James DID go. "OW! James, not so rough!" Thomas spluttered as James rocketed onto the turntable and shoved his thinner cock into Thomas' anus. James didn't say anything, only grunted and groaned, rocking Thomas severely, before cumming in two minutes and then rolling back to sleep.
"Well, THAT was no fun," Thomas grumbled.
Gordon arrived and surveyed the scene. "Let me guess, little Thomas, you made the mistake of having James fuck you? It happens to all of us at some point." Thomas could only sigh.
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"B-but James has gotten a l-lot better now!" Molly said. "Come on, I'll show you."
They chuffed into the big private shed and found James, impatiently tapping his wheel. "Well?"
"James, Molly said you've learned to be gentle," Thomas grimaced. "If that is true, then you may fuck me."
"I h-have an idea," Molly said. "T-thomas, why don't you fuck m-my pussy while James fucks y-your ass? Then you can e-eat out my ass and I c-can eat his."
"Hm...delightfully kinky, m'dear," James smirked, opening his pockets. Thomas sighed and did the same, as did Molly. Thomas pushed his cock into Molly's expectant vagina.
Then came the moment of truth. James slowly but surely pushed his cock into Thomas' waiting asshole, and it felt much better than it had the first time. Thomas groaned. James and Molly angled themselves so his ass was in her face. Then the licking began, Thomas rimming Molly as he fucked her while Molly rimmed James.
After twenty-one minutes, James shuddered and came inside Thomas, then Thomas came inside Molly. "S-see? That wasn't s-so bad, was it?"
"No, it wasn't," Thomas said. "James, you're alright now." The three engines kissed each other at the same time, and then they went back to their regular lives.
THE END.
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i wish i was james,and i dont even wanna be a male~