THE REAL MR GOODWRENCH
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Publié :22/11/2019 12h31
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[U]AMERICA'S VERY FIRST MR GOODWRENCH
For all of you movie buffs, historians and post WW2 baby boomers, the arrival of the 1960's marked the beginning of many new and wonderful changes in American Society and Culture.
It was a decade of rapid new advancments in technology and centered in it's bright spotlight was a term the Big Three American Auto Makers, General Motors, Chrysler Corp. and Ford Motor Company had coined THE MUSCLE CAR AND PONY CAR ERAS. (1964 to 1972)
With President Nixon fighting for his Political life against Maine Senator Edmund Musky, a young aspiring unknown Firm Director by the name of George Lucus (Star Wars and Indiana Jones) was staying right here in Manchester New Hampire while attending America's First in the Nation Presidental Primary.
Implanted firmly in his mind was an Idea he had to write a new political movie script he hoped to sell back in Hollywood California.
It was around 10 pm on a somewhat till then quiet Elm Street located just below his third floor hotel room window when that same 28 year old George Lucas first thought he was hearing the faint distant rumblings of an arriving summer thunder storm!
However it soon became apparent to him by the continuous louding sounds now growing almost constant in noise level, it was not at all Mother Nature hard at work, but had to be man related and thus being produced as he intently looked outside with a building interest.
Perhaps 200 feet to the south of his upper level hotel room window view was a four way set of traffic signals on this warm June night. Turning to his left he then viewed the very first of a double line of slowing arriving cars that were all revving up their loud high performanc motors in a very defying way!
George didn't know during those first few moments, that a brand new Idea for a great movie script was beginning to be born right then and there that would lead to a blockbuster 1973 release of his very first Hollywood Movie movie he would write, direct and fittingly name American Graffiti!
From overhead he was viewing what all of the younger generation locals has recently come to call "A Rat Pack". No not Frank Sinatra, Dean Martin, Sammy Davis Jr. and Joey Bishop out there in Las Vegas, but rather a collective group of High Performance Manchester N.H. Street Machine owners and followers hell bent on having themselfs go on an exciting acton packed Friday Night Misson of Celebration!
Being somewhat of a car buff and once six years earlier having owned his very own 1965 Mustang 289 cubic inch engine that came equipped with its four speed on the floor manual transmission, young screen writer and near future film director George Lucas couldn't help but smile at this assembled passing long double laned group of Street Machines that included Camaro's, Chevelles, Chargers, Road Runners, a blue and white AMX, a rather plain looking Mercury Cougar just beginning to drive up on the sidewalk. Also included were two pontiac Firebirds and a GTO 400 slushbucket of earlier 1960's vintage.
The last obvious hot rod to pass his window was a dark Blue Mustang 2 plus 2 fastback small block three speed that was being driven by a lone tall slender very late teen guy wearing a big sheepish grin as he perfectly played with his in first gear clutch and gas pedal to show off his new not quite anymore stock and street legal duel exhust system.
As luck would have it, four more sets of Elm Street traffic lights would periodically stop this assembled all hot rod procession Rat Pack carivan with one of it's members a guy named Nutsy, now exclusively driving that Copper colored Mercury Cougar well up on the city sidewalk.
Rushing frantically to get too his parking lot rental car, Geoge Lucas could only hear the faint roars of those High performance gas guzzlers now in the distance as he too found himself now driving in the same direction on Elm Street while in hot Pursuit..
Ten lucky minutes later, he parked that local Merchant Motors rental car along side many other parked and empty spectator cars on a very rural wide country style street named East Industrial Park Drive! Only one huge building bearing the name of Raython Corp. was anywhere in sight.
Yes it was Friday night at this locally created Illegal Quarter Mile street drag strip that was very similar to the one now used on the current hit television show Street Outlaws!
Already seven different Street Drag Races between fourteen anxious and willing drivers simply seeking some Bragging RIghts had been agreed upon and mutually set up.
Catching George's eye was a very impressive green 1955 Chevy 2 door that simply sounded loud, awesome and ultra powerful as it's big block rat motor was making a statement to all within it's wildly extreme and radical camshaft rumblings!.
But it didnt and wouldn't race that night at all as Mr Lucas viewed the blue with white stripped AMX driven by a pot bellied guy line up against a road runner with the lic plates RUOK on it... Dam how that automatic AMC product launched so effectivly out of the hole instantly leaving that 383 mo par well back in its wake!
Who ever painted that drag strip had done a great job...There were two lanes with even designated burn out areas and the words CHEVYS ONLY in the left passing lane while at the right side lane was written FORDS & OTHER JUNK just before the generous staging area.
Marked exactly one quarter mile down the road in large white six foot long three feet wide letters were the two well spaced apart words F I N I S H L I N E that took up almost both full road traffic lanes
And so for the next nearly 90 minutes all of his new Ideas for the future hit Movie AMERICAN GRAFFITI were born before his very eyes!. Yes a beautiful Black 55 Chevy driven by future film star Harrison Ford would race Modesto California's very own John Milner and his 32 Ford Model B duce coupe with its souped up 1966 327 cubic inch Chevy small block!
But this would be in a scripted movie and not THE REAL THING that was wonderfully unfolding before his very lit up and fully locked in eyes.
With the best saved for last, A very impressive 1969 Metalic Green black vinyl topped Chevy Camaro with a custom open faced hood scoop and some great looking Crager chrome reverse rims was then carefully linedup against its arch enemy a very nice looking and equally impressive orange and black late model Ford Mustang.
By the peaked interest of all the crowd now moving in closer, this was no doubt the star race of the entire evening.
Under its hood with a narrow thin long bladed screw driver in hand, was that Camaro's single dark haired crew chief who was putting his final tweeking carburator adjustments to its air cleanerless large gold colored 4 barrel duel feed. Then satisfied with his highly skillfull efforts, he shut the hood and locked its two hold down clips firmly in place while signaling they were ready to GO!.
Now that entire young crowd of perhaps thirty five to forty mixed racers and spectators all moved in much closer to that double laned starting line to get a much better closer view of the sudden launch of nearly eight thousand pounds of made only in American Muscle!
It was that same tall thin blue mustang fastback lad that with the sudden drop of both of his arms triggered the start to that awesome drag race. In the end it was that the Black vinyl topped Camero that just nosed out that equally impressive Mustang by the distance of just less than half of a single car length!
The Favored Mustang with it's great number of class winner NE Dragway stickers attached to both its back side windows had lost by perhaps The perfect Tweek of two 750 duel feed carburator mixture screws! A half a fender at the very most.
Next from somewhere in that onlooking partying crowd of joyous race fans, came the loud male warning cry of "THE COPS ARE COMING" as a mad scramble ensued for everyone to get the hell off and out of East Industrial Drive ASAP!
A slew of thrown beer bottles were suddenly pelting the nearby road side bushes as many strong sounding motors all at once were again being fired up.
Within two short minutes, George Lucas found himself completely alone viewing those shrinking fading distant tail lights while the fresh smell of burnt hot summer rubber still filled his flairing nostrils.
With his joyful mind consumed with the knowledge he had just been feed nearly the entire script for a action packed movie about the young crowd of American youth by these Manchester New Hampshire united band of street racers, his eyes turned to focus up to the starting line.
Such wonderful Graffiti he whispered out loud not once but twice, Such wonderful American Graffitti. Thus his movie titles Name was born.
Almost a short year later in late May of 1973, all the rest of his copied and converted Rat Pack Drag story became history as he was nominated for a best directors Oscar for this American Classic Smash Hit Film.
Yes he would write this amazing movie script with such real ideas flooding his alive and active mind. Now totally forgotten by him was this suddenly unimportant New Hampshire Presidental Primary as he would find himself boarding a Grenier Field Delta Flight heading back to California early the very next morning.
But the beginnings of this story really took place well over a year earlier when a 20 year old third son of a very gifted local area Residential Building Contractor would bond with a older married fellow car guy buff who only wished for and wanted his basically stock plain jane 69 Camaro Souped up a little bit so he could race it now and then without any real embarrassment!
With a infant son and a not well paying restaurant manager trainee job to fall back on, the odds of ending up with one of the fastest Hot Rods in all of Southern N.H. looked bleak and almost impossible to even imagine.
Sometimes the Ingredients of Self Confidence Blended with Determination and added Experience can lead to a great Recipe For Reaching Success.
While Dan's intial hopes were to simply become somewhat competitive with the other four or five dozen or so nightly cruising drag racers in the area, his new partner Russell had far greater ideas!
Sure his older brother's big block chevy ruled the streets back in those days. Hell his 55 chevy later named MIGHTY MOUSE at one time supplied nearly 700 true horse power to it's rear wheels while then being street driven daily.
So on a wing and aprayer with their limited budget, this new team set about slowly at first adding new replacement equipment one pain staking and small step at a time.
Dan's Camao was a blue plane jane bottom of the production line Sport Coupe 327 small block rated at a very modest and low 210 stock horse power. Its 273 gear rato single track ten bolt rear end clearly placed it as the worse performng V-8 Camaro produced that year of 1969. It was hardly a prime candidate to become an even close too competitive drag racing car!
At that juncture in time. Dan had little if any experience around cars, he had once put in a cam for a friend but didn't even know about intake and compression strokes nor firing orders. It was a friend named Bob LeClerc that corrected his 180 off distributor error to make his first car efforts come out correctly.
While Chevrolet Motor Division created Mr Goodwrench as a Marketing Repair and Parts Tool ten years later in 1983, the first Mr Goodwrench was about too step forward both in an outside speed shop parking lot and Dan's rural driveway as well.
Many times in life, younger siblings are treated to free lessons by their older brothers. Russel learned a great deal watching his older brother Reggie work his love for cars. Willing to help and get dirty, Russ went full speed ahead with both the same passion as Reggie always did and I might add the same successes in the forms of rewarding accomplishments. Both had been blessed with a extremely high degree of gifted Mechanical Abilities!
I should point out here that these two guys weren't by any means alone. High Performance breeds rivalries as well as strong rooted competition. The very things George Lucas would base his hit movie on just a year later...John Milners 32 coupe up against the cowboy hat wearing bad guys jet black shiny 55!
Beyond just determination, came Means. Yep finding funds to obtain all of the endless list of badly needed parts Russel knew were going to be vital and totally necessary to reach his quite lofty set of GOALS!
What George Lucas had viewed leading that Rat Pack with the licence plates RAT-P that June night, was the end results of great planning, hard work, taking gutsy chances and never giving up with such great odds firmly stacked against them....
They were a team not very well liked by many of their soon to be rivals as jealousy a bad human trait again reared up its ugly head.
Armand was their loyal friend always willing to lend a hand and provide himself and his 289 mustang as a steady race opponent to quite accurately guage the Camaro's slow at first progress and performance progression.
Leo down at the speed shop always allowed Russ full access of his outside parking lot plus the use of some tools to work with.
Many dirfferent times Russell returned the favors by solving for Leo, many of the vast number of complex problems the speed shop would now and then run across! In fact a great many times in the absence of his older brother Reggie who worked at the speed shop, Russ would lend and donate his skillfull services unselfishly!
A few others like Arthur and Peter also at times kicked in with some small help but for the most part, it was Russel always turning the wrench himself while Dan worked his daytime ice cream shop job.
Ever so slowly, stock parts were replaced one by one with high end performance parts. The long growing list included Carburation, wiring, a M-22 rock crusher transmisson, custom outside corvette type exhust, track bars, fuel pump, dial in ignition, a new positraction rear end, replacement quarter mile racing ratio gears and topped off with a new 350 cubic inch small block engine that came out of all places, another speed shops crashed chevrolet delivery truck!
A crane SS-330 cam with solid lifters and a 780 CFM Holly duel feed carb now had this once tame plane jane turned into quite a impressive high performance small block now nearly ready to be reckoned with. But it kept breaking up when put under a heavy load or high RPM's and only at best showed the faint promise of what both hoped and wished for.
With no money left, the pair had to wait a few long weeks before a new distributor along with a complete set of high performance spark plug wires could be bought. The CAMARO'S first test was run on blind faith as for the very first time, it lined up against that light and peppy 69 AMX that never had come close to being beatin off of the line and out of the hole!
A fast quarter mile later and ahead of the AMX by a good four or five dominated car lengths, Russell officially christened their at last race car by pouring an entire 12 ounce bottle of Budweiser all over his passenger seat head!
It had been a long hard struggle and certainly came with its share of set backs and dissapointments. Built with very little money and mostly on a wing and a prayer, this was what turned hard efforts in the Sweet Smell of Success.
While other racers spent up to five times the money on far more top of the line speed shop performance parts like higher compression pistions, cams, and goodies to boost raw horse power, Russels plan was much more simplier and basic.
Simply to get the right complex combination of carburatiion, cam shaft and rear end gears while taking care of all of the many other little things in a backup kind of way.
I should point out here that there are two real important elements of having a great set of wheels..........Besides Go is Show and with the luck of a fluke accident and dumb far too generous insurance adjustor, Rat-P also ended up becoming a one of a kind great looking custom Car.
While Camaros, Mustangs, Barracudas, Corvettes and Scramblers ect. ect. are not considered true American Muscle Cars due to their reduced size and gross weight, it was all about SHOW AND GO back then in those Golden Days of Drag Racing.
One had to perform a great deal of work to build themselves a competiive car. Mechical skills seperated the men from the boys. Not like todays Street Culture where money can buy speed.
Who can't install a magic computer chip to gain up to two full seconds of elasped quarter mile time? Or buy a turbo from thier dealerships parts department and follow the simple instructions on how to bolt the thing on.
Few over 500 Horse Power cars existed back in those days, Today you can order one delivered at the dealers lot sitting with 705 factory built horse power under the hood.
For what it has started out as, it had ended up right up there at the top of the field. Yes against those staggering odds, this unlikey team and that Camaro far exceeded anyones and everyones greatest expectations.
Few breakdowns ever happened over the full course of hunderds and hundreds of all out quarter mile runs.. One was a blown rear end on a solo trophy class run one Wednesday night up at New England Dragway.
It was Dan's worse time ever driving the quarter mile. He always remembered that night and that solo race... His time card read 35.90 seconds Elasped time and just over 16 miles an hour Speed when he finally coasted with clutch in over that 1320 feet finish line..
In being a solo Trophy Run, he stopped to collect his very own first trohpy but the asshole at the ticket window that handed him that runs offical time card informed him that was no way he would be issued a trophy that night.
So he went up pissed off to the starter with his head phones on and informed him that WE had spent thousands of dollars and countless hours in earning OUR trohpy!!! That race starter then took off his headphones and wrote a small ISSUE message on Dan's time card.
Dan then walked straight back to the booth and got his CLASS WINNER NEW ENGLAND DRAGWAY TROPHY but not a valued window sticker...
Up the road he gave that Same Prized Trophy to Mr Goodwrech (Russell) out of sincere gratitude and thankfulness for all of the Joyous memories and fun he had provided and they shared!
Chincooah As a Gift !!!!!!!
Yes here in Manchester New Hampshire and not Modesto California or inside any movie house, came the greatest collective times of my entire life.. Memories to reflect back upon, to re-live in part again and again and feel and receive the same level of pure enjoyment and pleasure.
This story was written to again take us back to those magial times so we could Thank, Honor and Pay such well deserved Tribute!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
So Many of us Thank you Mr. Russell (Goodwrench) LeMay, from the bottom of all our collective hearts!!
This story was written many decades after the events described above. Russell Lemay had been diagnosed with incureable pancriatic cancer and was slowly dying. His own 1979 Chevy Camaro with its transplante d396 Cubic inch 375 horsepower engine gave him a reason for life as he had it restored to almost show room condition and won many awards for best in class or in show.
His wife Karen called me here in Littleton and told me he was very distraught and acting suicidal and needed some kind of strong support. The events in this story are true except for the George Lucas part.
Russel read this story and believed it entirely. Many of our old street gang I had contacted with great time and trouble involved came to see Russ. He passed peacefully at last free from pain and the struggles associated with terminal cancer. Burried with him were his two prized car trophies.
One was the very first of many we had won at New England Dragway that simply said CLASS WINNER....The second was his best of show winner for his decades of work both show and go he won in a Major show in Framingham Mass in 2016 his last show he could or would ever attend.
In tribute remembed friend[/SIZE].
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CLOSETED COCK ADDICTION
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Publié :18/12/2016 4h05
Dernière mise à jour :14/12/2024 5h53 23332 vues
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JUST LIKE THE VAST MAJORITY OF YOU FELLOW READERS IN THIS CLOSETED SECTION, I TOO SHARE THE VERY SAME EROTIC THRILLS OF MEN HAVING SECRET SEX WITH OTHER MEN. SOMEHOW ITS SO DIRTY AND EXCITING TO ME AND MAKES ME FEEL SO DIFFERENT IF ONLY FOR A FEW WONDERFUL HOURS EACH MONTH. YES SPECIAL HOURS WHERE I CAN ESCAPE THE SOMEWHAT BORING TO ME STRAIGHT LIFE I'M FORCED TO LIVE WITH MY WIFE, FAMILY, FRIENDS, NEIGHBORS AND CO-WORKERS 97% OF MY WAKING HOURS. SURE JUST LIKE YOU, I GO INTO MY SECRET GUARDED MALE COMPUTER SITES TO EXPLORE AND JACK OVER. BUT ALSO AND EVEN BETTER, I HAVE MANAGED TO GET MYSELF THREE TO FOUR TOTALLY FREE HOURS EVERY MONTH WHERE I CAN SAFELY GO OUT OF TOWN FOR THE REAL LIVE HOT COCK ACTION THAT I JUST SOMEHOW GOTTA HAVE!! WHILE I ENJOY SEX WITH MY WIFE, ITS BECOME A ONCE A WEEK EXPECTED THING TO MAKE OUR SO CALLED LOVEMAKING BY SCREWING HER. SHE THINKS IT PLEASES ME AND IS A REWARD FOR MY HARD WORK IN HEADING UP OUR HOUSEHOLD. LITTLE DOES SHE KNOW OR SUSPECT WHEN IN LAYING HER, MY THOUGHTS ARE USUALLY FOCUSED ON ME BEING THE ONE ON THE BOTTOM AND BEING FUCKED BY A STIFF COCK! YES I EXECUTE MY MALE ROLE OK TO AVOID SUSPECIONS, WHILE DEEP DOWN I CRAVE COCK AND NOT PUSSY TO BRING OUT THE BEST IN ME. MY SECRET HIDDEN BI SIDE STARTED ONE SUMMER SOME 22 YEARS AGO. I HAD ENTERED IN PUBERTY AND IN FACT HAD BEEN JACKING FOR WELL OVER THREE YEARS WHEN SCHOOL LET OUT FOR THAT SPECIAL SUMMER VACATION. HIS NAME WAS RAY AND OVER THE PAST WINTER MONTHS HE HAD BOUGHT THE OLD FARM HOUSE AND BARN A HALF A MILE DOWN THE DEAD END DIRT RURAL COUNTRY ROAD WHERE MOM AND I LIVED ON. YES WITH NEVER KNOWING MY FATHER AND BEING RAISED BY A SINGLE PARENT MOM, I GUESS I WAS DEEPLY IN NEED OF SOME MALE BONDING. RAY HAD JUST RETIRED FROM THE ARMY AFTER PUTTING IN 21 YEARS. HE HAD BEEN A MASTER SGT. WORKING IN ARMY MOTOR POOLS AS A CERTIFIED MECHANIC. TO ME RAY WAS A REAL MANS MAN. HE WAS TALL, MASCULINE, RUGGED AND EVEN HAD AN EAGLE TATTOO ON HIS UPPER RIGHT BICEPT. BY THE TIME THAT JUNE VACATION HAD ARRIVED, WE HAD BECOME GOOD FRIENDS IN MANY WAYS. RAY WAS INTO BUYING AND FIXING UP OLD CARS AND TURNING THEM INTO SOUPED UP HOT RODS. HE SEEMED TO KNOW EVERYTHING ABOUT THEM AND HAD SET UP HIS LARGE BARN TO DO EVERYTHING HE NEEDED INCLUDING CUSTOM PAINT JOBS. SO AFTER SCHOOL I HAD SPENT MANY HOURS OVER RAYS WATCHING AND LEARNING MANY AUTOMOTIVE THINGS THAT FASCINATED ME TO NO END. SOMETIMES THIS HEAVY SET WOMAN NAMED GLORIA WOULD COME AROUND. I COULD TELL SHE LIKED RAY A LOT AND LIKED TO SHOW HER BIG TITS OFF BY WEARING LOW CUT BLOUSES AND STUFF. ONE AFTERNOON IN LATE APRIL, I HAD ARRIVED AFTER WAITING OUT A RAIN STORM AND FOUND MYSELF STANDING OUTSIDE ONE OF HIS SIDE BARN WINDOWS WHILE WATCHING HER SUCKING RAYS GIGANTIC COCK AS HE SAT SPREAD EAGLED ON THE FRONT FENDER OF A 1957 CHEVY BELAIR. HOW ETOTIC IT WAS FOR ME WATCHING MY VERY FIRST SEX ACT EVER! RAYS COCK WAS SO BIG AND THICK AND POWERFUL AS I WATCHED GLORIA'S EXCITED MOUTH TREATING IT JUST LIKE IT WAS A BIG TASTEY POPCYCLE. YES FOR NEARLY 15 MINUTES, I STOOD PEEKING IN THE CORNER OF THAT WINDOW WHILE RUBBING MY YOUNG COCK IN SUCH EXCITED FASHION. I CAME OFF TWICE WHILE VIEWING THEM. HAVING SHOT OFF MY FIRST LOAD I HADNT EVEN STOPPED JACKING MYSELF WHILE TAKING IN EVERY SINGLE LEWD SIGHT OF THEM. AFTER REACHING MY SECOND GREAT CLIMAX, I TURNED AND WENT BACK HOME NOT WANTING TO RUIN OR INTERRUPT THEIR SEX ACT TOGETHER.
UPON ARRIVING THE VERY NEXT AFTERNOON, I SOMEHOW SAW RAY IN A DIFFERENT KIND OF A WAY. YES IT SEEMED THAT NOW AND THEN, MY EYES WOULD SOMEHOW BE DRAWN TO THAT FAIR SIZED BULGE THAT ALWAYS SEEMED TO BE PRESENT IN ANY OF THE WORK PANTS RAY WORE. MAYBE A FEW WEEKS PASSED BEFORE ONE DAY RAY TOOK ME WITH HIM INTO THE CITY AUTO PARTS STORE TO BUY A FUEL PUMP AND SOME GASKETS FOR THAT 57 CHEVY. ON THE WAY HOME RAY PULLED OFF THE BACK COUNTRY HIWAY ONTO SOME DIRT ROAD. HE SAID HE HAD TO TAKE A PISS AND WALKED AROUND HIS PICKUP TRUCK AND TOOK HIS DICK OUT. HE WAS STANDING JUST OFF OF THE PASSENGERS FRONT FENDER AND SOMEHOW WAS TURNED PERFECTLY SIDEWAYS TO ME AS HE REMOVED IT FROM HIS OPEN FLY. I FOUND MY HEART RACING IN UNCONTROLABLE EXCITEMENT AS IT CAME INTO FULL VIEW OF MY LOCKED ON YOUNG EYES. EVEN FLACCID IT SEEMED SO LONG AND THICK AS HE HELD IT NEAR ITS THICK BASE. THEN FOR TWO MINUTES AS HE SEEMED TO LOOK OUT INTO THOSE WOODS AND AWAY FROM ME, I WATCHED HIS STEADY STREAM OF YELLOW PEE FLOW WHILE SECRETLY AND SAFELY RUBBING MY JEANS CLAD ERECTION FROM THE SAFETLY OF HIS CAB. THAT NIGHT IN BED, I PLAYED WITH MY COCK WHILE HAVING MY VERY FIRST SEXUAL FANTASIES. SOMEHOW MY WICKED NAUGHTY THOUGHTS TOOK ME INTO MY VERY FIRST HOMOSEXUAL THOUGHTS.
THOUGHTS THAT CHANGED WHAT HAD REALLY HAPPENED INTO ONES INVOLVING ME GETTING OUT OF HIS TRUCK AND GOING UP TO HIM AND TAKING HIS COCK IN BOTH MY HANDS. FANTASY THOUGHTS OF RAY MAKING ME TOUCH IT ALL OVER FOR A LONG TIME BEFORE SITTING UP ON HIS TRUCK FENDER SPEAD EAGLED JUST LIKE WITH GLORIA AND ORDERING ME TO USE MY MOUTH ON IT. AS IN MY MIND, I BROUGHT MY LIPS CLOSE TO IT, I SHOT OFF WILDLY IN BED MAKING A MESS ALL OVER MY WHITE SHEETS. YES IT WAS AFTER WIPING UP MY CREATED MESS, THAT I SAT BACK FULLY REALIZING THAT RAY AND HIS COCK, HELD SUCH POWERFUL NEW FEELINGS OVER ME. BRAND NEW FEELINGS OF WISHING I WAS GLORIA SO THAT RAY WOULD LET ME HAVE COCK SEX WITH HIM!!! SOMEHOW THEN, I BEGAN TO FANTASIZE EVERY NIGHT IN BED WHICH GREATLY ENHANCED MY SECRET JERK OFF SESSIONS WITH SUCH EXCITING MENTAL THOUGHTS AND STIMULATION. SO FOR TWO MONTHS, I GRABBED MANY QUICK CROUTCH GLANCES OF RAYS BIG BULGE WHILE I STOOD CLOSE BY WATCHING HIM WORK ON HIS CARS. WHILE THEY ALL LASTED BUT A FEW BRIEF SECONDS, EACH TIME SUCH WONDERFUL THRILLS FED MY SEX STARVED YOUNG MIND.
IT WAS ONE DAY THAT IN PASSING RAY A RATCHET WRENCH UNDER HIS ENGINE, THAT I KNOCKED OVER THE BIG PAN OF CRANK CASE OIL RAY HAD JUST DRAINED. HE INSTANTLY SWORE AS ITS SPILLED CONTENTS FLOODED HIS UPPER BODY. YES MY STUPIDITY HAD MOST OF RAY'S UPPER BODY DRENCHED IN BLACK DIRTY USED MOTOR OIL. WITH ONLY A FEW RAGS HANDLY, ONLY RAY'S FACE WAS SOMEWHAT CLEANED. I FELT SO STUPID AND GUILTY AS I BEGAN TO APOLOGUISE OVER AND OVER AGAIN. RAY THEN HAD ME GO INTO HIS HOUSE AND TURN ON HIS SHOWER TO LUPE WARM FOR HIM AS HE BEGAN TO HASTILY STRIP HIMSELF NAKED. NO SOONER HAD I DONE THIS WHEN RAY APPEARED TOTALLY NAKED WHILE STILL CURSING . SOMEHOW AS I STEPPED BACK AND OUT OF THE WAY, MY EYES COULDN'T HELP BUT TO SEEK THE SIGHT OF RAY'S COCK OUT. TO MY BEWILDERMENT, IT WAS SOMEWHAT ERECT AS HE BACKED INTO HIS SHOWER STALL. NOW FACING ME, I SAW HE HAD HIS EYES SHUT AND TOLD ME THEY WERE BURNING AND HE NEEDED SOME HELP FROM ME. YES RAY TOLD ME RIGHT THEN TO GET OUT OF MY CLOTHES AND TO GRAB A FEW WASH CLOTHS FROM HIS SMALL BATHROOM LINEN CLOSET. AS I REMOVED THE LAST OF MY SUMMER CLOTHING, I FOUND MY COCK WAS ROCK HARD AND STALLED FOR TIME HOPING TO WILL IT TO GO DOWN AGAIN. HAVING NO LUCK, I FINALLY ENTERED THAT SMALL CROWDED SHOWER STALL WHILE CLOSING THE CURTAIN BEHIND ME AS INSTRUCTED BY RAY. NOW THE SPAYING WATER WAS HITTING MY FACE CAUSING ME TO SQUINT AS RAY TURNED HIS BACK TO ME. HE THEN HANDED ME A BAR OF SOAP AND ORDERED ME TO SOAP UP MY FACE CLOTH AND BEGIN WASHING HIS BACK AND NECK OFF. HIS BODY FELT SO MUSCULAR TO ME AS I BEGAN TO WASH RAY OFF. AT FIRST I FELT SHY AND UNKNOWING BUT AFTER A FEW MINUTES I BEGAN TO ACTUALLY ENJOY TOUCHING RAY THIS WAY. SOON I HAD THE SHAMPOO BOTTLE AND BEGAN WITH HIS HAIR. FOR NEARLY TEN MINUTES I DID THE BACK OF RAY BEFORE HE AGAIN TURNED AROUND TO FACE ME.
ALMOST INSTANTLY THE SIGHT OF HIS COCK OVERPOWERED MY YOUNG EYES. IT WAS STICKING STRAIGHT OUT IN A FULL ERECTION WITH ITS BIG SWOLLEN HEAD A MERE FOOT FROM MY BELLY BUTTON. IT WAS ALSO TWITCHING UP AND DOWN ON ITS OWN AS I NOTICED THAT RAY STILL SEEMED TO HAVE BOTH OF HIS EYES TIGHTLY SHUT. IT WAS THEN IN A RATHER MEEK VOICE, I ASKED RAY WHAT PARTS OF HIS BODY HE WANTED ME TO START CLEANING OFF FIRST? I WAS SHOCKED WHEN IN A FIRM VOICE, RAY TOLD ME FOR STARTERS, " I COULD BEGIN EXPLORING HIS BIG DICK THAT FOR TWO MONTHS I HAD BEEN SO DEEPLY ATTRACTED TOO!" RAY THEN TOLD ME TO LATHER UP BOTH OF MY HANDS REALGOOD WITH THE BAR OF SOAP I WAS STILL HOLDING AND TO GET BUSY! IT WAS SORT OF A FIRM DIRECT ORDER FROM RAY AS I FELT A MIXTURE OF BOTH FEAR AND EXCITEMENT CONSUME MY YOUNG MIND. LOOKING DOWN AT IT, I REALIZED THAT MY NEARLY TWO MONTHS OF SECRET EROTIC DIRTY GAY FANTASIES WERE ABOUT TO BECOME REALITY. YES THAT MAJECTIC ROCK HARD COCK OF RAYS THEN WANTED AND DEMANDED MY CURIOUS VIRGIN HANDS TO JOIN MY ALREADY PARTLY GAY MIND IN EXPLORATION AND DISCOVERY!! AFTER SOAKING BOTH MY HANDS IN SLIPPERY SOAP, I SUCKED IN MY BREATH WHILE LOOKING DOWN TO SEE BOTH OF THEM MOVE OUTWARD IN FULLY SUBMISSIVE MANNOR. THIS JUST A FEW SCANT SECONDS AFTER THAT BAR OF SOAP HIT THE SHOWER STALL FLOOR. RAYS COCK WAS SO MUCH BIGGER THAN MINE AS MY CURIOUS FINGERS GRIPPED ITS THICK GIRTH. INSTANTLY ALL OF MY INVOLVED FINGERS FELT ITS HARDNESS AND THICKNESS. IT SEEMED THREE TIMES THE SIZE OF MY OWN COCK AS MY EYES ALSO TOOK IN AND FELT ITS VAST NEW POWER OVER ME! RAY SEEMED TO NEVER MOVE AS I WILLINGLY BEGAN EXPLORE IT IN GENTLE SOMEWHAT SLIPPERY ACTIONS. WITH EACH NEW MINUTE OF DISCOVERY, I FOUND MYSELF DRAWN YET DEEPER INTO ITS POWER OVER ME. IT WAS EXCITING ME SO GREATLY RIGHT THEN WITH SUCH WONDERFULL MENTAL SEXUAL STIMULATION! AS I LATERED UP EVERY AVAILABLE INCH OF RAYS MASSIVE PRICK, I FELT SO NEW AND DIFFERENT THAN EVER BEFORE. EVERYTHING WAS SO INTENSE, SO THRILLING TO ME AS I FOUND MYSELF HAVING A BRAND NEW DICK TO PLAY WITH AND EXPLORE, A DICK SO MUCH BIGGER THAN MY OWN AND SO MUCH MORE ENJOYABLE TO TOUCH AND TO PLAY WITH. YES RAYS COCK HAD BECOME MY NEW COCK TO DISCOVER AND TO ENJOY. DURING THOSE NEXT TEN MINUTES OR SO, I FOUND MYSELF COMPLETELY TAKEN INTO A BRAND NEW WORLD. A WORLD SO INTENSE, SO EXCITING AND SO INCREDIBALLY ENJOYABLE TO ME. I FELT SO GROWN UP, SO IMPORTANT AND SO DIFFERENT AS I SHAMELESSY LET MY NEW GAY FEELINGS TAKE ME COMPLETELY OVER. IT WAS ABOUT THEN THAT HOT WATER RAN OUT. SUDDENLY ONLY COLD CHILLING WATER RAINED DOWN ON RAY AND ME. QUICKLY HE ORDERED ME OUT OF THAT SHOWER AND SHUT IT OFF. NOW STANDING NAKED AND SHIVERING, RAY TOLD ME TO SIT ON HIS TOILET AS HE GOT TWO FAIR SIZED BATH TOWELS OFF OF THE TOWEL RACK. HE PASSED ME ONE TO DRY OFF WITH WHILE HE BEGAN TO TOWEL HIS OWN BODY DRY. NEXT HE MOVED FORWARD TO AGAIN PRESENT HIS HUGE THICK HARDON TO ME. THIS TIME LETTING IT REST LEVEL WITHIN TWO FEET OF MY FACE. LOOKING STRAIGHT OUT AT IT, I FOUND BOTH MY HANDS AGAIN REACHING OUT TO IT. THIS TIME NOT IN CURIOSITY BY INSTEAD FROM NEED. A NEED TO GET MORE OF IT TO PLAY WITH AND EXPLORE. AS I CRADDLED HIS TWO MASSIVE HANGING HAIRLY BALLS IN MY LEFT HAND, MY RIGHT TIGHLY WRAPPED AROUND ITS CENTER SHAFT BASE AND BEGAN TO JACK IT AS IF IT WAS MY OWN COCK. RAY SMILED THEN LOOKING DOWN TO WATCH AND TO STUDY ME. I WAS COMPLETELY BLOWN AWAY WHEN HE THEN TOLD ME HOW HE HAD WATCHED ME WATCHING HIM AND GLORIA BACK IN APRIL. I BLUSHED THEN AS RAY TOLD ME HE KNEW I LIKED LOOKING AT HIS COCK. HOW HE SAW ME STARE AT HIS CROUTCH WHEN I DIDNT THINK HE KNEW. HOW THAT DAY HE PISSED ON THAT DIRT ROAD, IT WAS A TEST TO MAKE SURE I HAD GAY FEELINGS! HOW HE SAW MY BULGING ERECTION WHEN HE GOT BACK IN HIS PICK UP TRUCK. AND LASTLY RAY TOLD ME THEN HOW JUST LIKE ME, HE WANTED ORAL SEX RIGHT THEN AND THERE. AFTER SAYING THIS, RAY MOVED IN YET CLOSER UNTIL HIS BIG SWOLLEN COCKHEAD WAS BUT A FEW SCANT INCHES FROM MY YOUNG VIRGIN LIPS. LIPS I BEGAN TO WET WITH MY CIRCLENG TONGUE TO GET THEM READY. VIRGIN LIPS THAT FELT THE SAME NEEDS AS MY THEN BUSY HANDS! LOOKING UP INTO HIS BLUE EYES, I PARTED THOSE LIPS IN A GESTURE OF PURE SUBMISSION AND WANT. RAYS WORDS WERE SOFT AS HE ASSURED ME NOT A LIVING SOUL WOULD EVER KNOW ABOUT ME SUCKING ON HIS BIG DICK! THEN UNABLE TO WAIT EVEN A SECOND LONGER. RAY MOVED HIS HIPS TOWARD MY FACE FORCING HIS BIG OVAL CROWN TO ENTER MY AVAILABLE MOUTH. AS MY LIPS WERE FORCED WIDE TO ACCEPT IT, I THOUGHT ABOUT HOW MUCH GLORIA SEEMED TO HAVE LOVED IT. ALMOST INSTANTLY DEEPED ROOTED THRILLS CONSUMED MY MIND AS THE FRONT OF MY MOUTH DISCOVERED ITS FEEL AND DRY TASTE. YES I BEING FED MY VERY FIRST TASTE OF SEX FOOD. IMMEDIATELY I DEVELOPED SUCH A POWERFUL APPETITE FOR IT. YES MAGICALLY AND INSTANTLY, I FOUND MYSELF LOVING RAYS BIG PRICKHEAD TIGHTLY RESTING JUST INSIDE OF MY STRETCHED LIPS. PASSIVELY I SAT ON RAYS TOILET SEAT FULLY ALLOWING HIM TO USE ME THIS EXCITING BRAND NEW WAY. I FELT SO GROWN UP RIGHT THEN. SO ALIVE AND SO WONDERFULLY DIFFERENT. AFTER TWO MONTHS OF NAUGHTY GAY FANTASY THOUGHTS, RAYS BIG COCK WAS THEN GIVING ME ALL OF MY ANSWERS. I WAS AT LEAST PARTLY GAY AND MORE THAN RIPE FOR MY VERY FIRST SEXUAL EXPERIENCE WITH ANOTHER. AFTER ALLOWING ME A FEW VERY STIMULATIONG MINUTES TO REMOVE ANY LAST UNCERTAINTIES, RAY SLOWLY INTRODUCED A FEW MORE INCHES OF HIS BIG HARD COCK INTO MY ACCEPTING YOUNG MOUTH. GOD HOW IT SEEMED TO ME TO FIT SO PERFECTLY AND TIGHTLY JUST LIKE A MATCH MADE IN HEAVEN. GENTLY RAYS RIGHT HAND FOUND THE BACK OF MY HEAD THUS IMPLORING HIS TOTAL DOMINANCE OVER ME AT THAT MOMENT. IT WAS LIKE HE WAS FORCING ME IN A WAY TO MAKE MY MOUTH AVAILABLE FOR HIS SELFISH COCK USE! ON MY END I NOT ONLY WAS WELCOMING ITS INVASION, BUT LOVING IT AS WELL. IT SEEMED TO ME THEN, THAT MY MOUTH HAD BEEN PERFECTLY CREATED JUST FOR RAYS WONDERFUL PRICK. SOMEHOW THEN, URGES TO ENJOY IT YET MORE KICKED IN. SO I FOUND MYSELF WILLING MY TONGUE TO
SEEK MORE PLEASURE FROM IT. THIS IN THE FORM OF MAKING ITS TIP BEGIN TO LICK THAT HARD CROWN IN EXPLORITORY CIRCULAR LITTLE SWIPES. SUCH GREAT NEW THRILLS THIS GAVE ME AS RAY SOFTLY MOANED IN APPRECIATION. HIS VOICE WAS GENTLE AS HE BEGAN TO SPEAK TO ME THEN. "THATS IT BABY, LICK IT GOOD AND LEARN TO LOVE IT!' "GO SLOW AND TAKE YOUR TIME, WE HAVE ALL AFTERNOON TOGETHER!" TRY SUCKING IT LIKE ITS A NEW WONDERFUL BIG TASTEY LOLLIPOP!' "BREATHE THROUGH YOUR NOSE BABY AND TRY TO KEEP YOUR TEETH OUT OF THE WAY!" "HOLLOW YOUR CHEEKS AND GET MORE SUCTION GOING BABY!" "SUCK IT, SUCK MY COCK AND SHOW ME HOW WONDERFUL IT MAKES YOU FEEL!" WITH THIS JUST SAID, RAY PUSHED MORE OF HIS MOUTH STRETCHING PRICK INTO MY EXCITED WILLING YOUNG MOUTH! OH HOW BLISSFUL AND WONDERFUL RAYS HUGE PENIS MADE MY MOUTH FEEL. SO DIFFERENT, SO ALIVE AND WICKIDLY WONDERFUL TO ME! FOR NEARLY TEN MINUTES, RAY STOOD IN FRONT OF ME HOLDING MY HEAD TIGHTLY IN PLACE. HE WAS LETTING ME DO ALL THE WORK NOW AS I TOOK MYSELF DEEPER AND DEEPER INTO THAT INCREDABLE ACT OF COCKSUCKING!! I WAS LOVING IT FAR MORE THAN ANYTHING I HAD EVER EXPERIENCED IN MY YOUNG LIFE. IT WAS LIKE I WAS TOTALLY COMPLETE AND TOTALLY HAPPY AS I FOUND MYSELF UNABLE TO STOP MYSELF! DISPITE FEELING A NEED FOR MORE AIR, I CONTINUED MY SPIRITED HEAD BOBBING AND BLOWING OF RAY'S EXCITING PRICK! IT HAD NOW BECOME SOMEWHAT SLIPPERY AS RAY ORDERED ME TO DARE NOT STOP. SOMEHOW I BEGAN TO THINK ABOUT THE PROSPECTS OF IT SHOOTING OFF IN MY MOUTH! OVER AND OVER THESE LEWD THOUGHT ROLLED AROUND IN MY EXCITED MIND. MASTERBATE IT WITH YOUR MOUTH, MASTERBATE IT WITH YOUR MOUTH, AS I BEGIN TO SUCK WITH THE EXCIDED THOUGHTS OF IT BLASTING OFF A BIG LOAD RIGHT INTO MY MOUTH. I WANTED TO PLEASE RAY SO MUCH RIGHT THEN. TO DO IT GOOD AND TO COMPLETION JUST LIKE GLORIAS HAD DONE THAT RAINY AFTERNOON.
I DIDNT CARE IF RAYS SPERM WOULD MAKE ME CHOKE AND GAG OR EVEN THROW UP. I ONLY WANTED TO MAKE HIM COME AND COMPLETLY ENJOY THE USE OF MY RECEPTIVE MOUTH. I WAS TAKEN BY SURPRISE WHEN RAY SUDDENLY WITHDREW IT AND GRABBED IT BY ITS CENTER. FROM PERHAPS 6 INCHES AWAY, I STARED INTO HIS COCKHEAD AS HIS HAND JACKED IN RECKLESS HASTE. THEN IT SUDDENLY BEGAN TO EJACULATE BIG THICK GOBS OF BLASTING CUM THAT BEGAN TO HEAVILY SPRAY MY CHIN, NECK AND UPPER HAIRLESS CHEST EVERY FEW SECONDS. REACHING OUT, I SUPPORTED HIS TIGHENED BALLS IN MY LEFT HAND WHILE REACHING DOWN WITH MY RIGHT ONE TO BEGIN JACKING MY OWN FULLY AROUSED DICKIE. RAYS LOAD RELEASE LASTED PERHAPS 30 EXCITING SECONDS. FROM THE CLEFT OF MY CHIN, I COULD SMELL RAYS FIRST SLIPPERY BLAST THAT STILL CLUNG THERE. TO ME IT SMELLED MUCH MORE STRONGER THAN MY OWN COMES. IT REMINDED ME OF THE OCEAN AT LOW TIDE. ONCE DONE JACKING HIMSELF RAY ORDERED ME TO STAND UP. I WAS COMPETELY TAKEN WHEN WITHOUT ANY HESITENCE, RAY SANK TO HIS KNEES BEFORE ME AND TOOK EVERY INCH OF MY THROBBING ERECTION INTO HIS TIGHT MOUTH. INSTANTLY I FELT THE MOST INCREDABLE SENSATIONS CONSUME EVERY INCH OF MY YOUNG COCK. IT FELT SO MAGICAL AND WONDERFUL AND 100 TIMES MORE PLEASUREABLE THAN MY RIGHT HAND EVER HAD TO ME. WITHING MAYBE 30 SECONDS, I FOUND MYSELF COMPLETELY OUT OF CONTROL IN SHOOTING OFF RIGHT IN RAYS SUCKING MAGIC MOUTH. GOD, NO MESS AS HE GREEDILY GULPED ME DOWN IN SELFISH MANNOR. LOOKING DOWN, ONLY MY BUDDING BUSH OF SPARSE PUBIC HAIRS WERE UNDER RAYS TIGHTLY PRESSED NOSE. NONE OF MY WILDLY EXPLODING COCK WAS IN VIEW. EVEN AFTER I FINISHED MY MOST WONDERFUL CUM EVER, RAY LEFT MY DICKIE IN HIS MOUTH FOR MANY MORE MINUTES. THEN SMILING , HE GOT UP OFF OF HIS KNEES, GAVE ME A TIGHT LONG HUG BEFORE AGAIN GUIDING ME BACK INTO HIS SHOWER STALL. THAT NIGHT IN BED, I JERKED OFF TWICE WHILE RETHINKING THE DAYS EARLIER EVENTS OVER AND OVER IN MY MIND. SO EXCITED WAS I, THAT AFTER MY FIRST CUM, I SKIPPED USING MY NIGHTSTAND BOX OF KLEENEX INSTEAD USING MY FINGERS TO SCOOP UP MY EJACUTLATED MESS. YES AFTER THAT VERY FIRST TASTE OF MY SALTY YOUNG SPERM, I FOUND MYSELF SO TURNED ON IN LICKING IT FROM MY RIGHT INDEX FINGER. SO OVER AND OVER, I COLLECTED IT FROM MY LOWER STOMACH, PUBIC HAIR AND OFF OF MY COCKHEAD TO FEED MY CRAVING YOUNG MOUTH. AS I JACKED FOR A SECOND LOAD, I HAD BOTH EYES CLOSED PRETENDING IT WAS RAY'S LOAD OF JIZZ NOW FLOODING MY EXCITED MOUTH. UPON ARRIVING AT HIS BARN JUST BEFORE 10 AM THAT NEXT MORNING, I FOUND RAY AGAIN UNDER THAT 57 CHEVY. WHILE RUBBING MY EXCITED COCK, I WAITED UNTIL HE FINALLY CAME OUT HOLDING A DIRTY OLD FUEL PUMP. SMILING I SHAMELESSLY KNELT BEFORE HIM BEFORE EGARLY TUGGING DOWN HIS DIRTY WORK JEANS FLY. ALMOST INSTANTLY I HAD MOST OF HIS FLACID SALTY COCK IN MY EXCITED YOUNG MOUTH. AS I HUNGERLY SUCKED IT IN FRENZY, I FELT IT GROW THICKER AND LENGHTEN IN RESPONSE. I STOPPED SUCKING ONLY ONCE THAT NEXT MORNING, THIS ONLY BRIEFLY TO TELL RAY I WANTED HIS BIG LOAD MORE THAN ANYTHING. AFTER SOME FIVE EXCITING WONDERFUL MINUTES I GOT MY WISH. AS MY TIGHT LIPS CLUNG TO HIS PULSATING PRICK SHAFT, BLAST AFTER BLAST OF HIS SOUPY THICK SALTY PUNGENT SPREM FLOODED THE BOTTOM OF MY YOUNG SUCKING MOUTH, I MOANED IN TRUE FAGGOT PLEASURE SAVORING ITS CREAMY WONDERFULLY EXCITING TASTE! YES MY FIRST SEXUAL EXPERIENCES HAD BEEN WITH A MAN AND NOT A WOMAN. I WOULD HAVE TO WAIT ALMOST THREE MORE YEARS BEFORE BONNIE BEVANS ONE OF THE HIGH SCHOOL BANGTAILS MADE HERSELF FULLY AVAIABLE TO ME. YES TITS,PUSSY, SOFTNESS, FRENCH KISSING AND FUCKING WERE ALSO GREAT FOR ME TO DISCOVER. THIS JUST A FEW MONTHS AFTER RAY SOLD HIS PLACE AND MOVED AWAY TO VERMONT TO START HIS OWN COMMERCIAL GARAGE! IN PART TWO I WILL PROVIDE MY MANY SECRETS ON WHERE AND HOW TO FIND SECRET GAY SEX AWAY FROM YOUR NORMAL EVERY DAY LIVES. SECRET HOT MAN TO MAN SEX WHERE YOU CAN BE QUEER IF YOU SEEK COCK, OR STRAIGHT IN USING A COCKSUCKER LIKE ME FOR YOUR SELFISH PLEASURES. OR MAYBE EVEN ENJOY THE BEST OF BOTH. SO IF YOU CAN MANAGE A FEW QUALITLY SECRET HOURS TO ESCAPE IN, LOOK FOR PART TWO WHERE I WILL SHARE SO MANY EXCITING SECRETS TO ENHANCE YOUR GAY NEEDS AND WANTS.
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FORCED FEMDOM PHOTO'S If only your ex wife had gotten into it with you!
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Publié :16/8/2015 20h42
Dernière mise à jour :17/8/2015 10h40 28989 vues
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Sex always has Two Different Roles being played out. One the aggressor taking what they want and desire in selfish manor while the others need for mental stimulation supplies most of their enjoyment.
As sexy Olivia Newtown John once sang back in 1981,
LET ME HEAR YOUR BODY TALK, BODY TALK!
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FOR TOPS AND SUB SISSIES ALIKE. THERE SHE BLOWS part 1 Semen adventures
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Publié :16/8/2015 14h06
Dernière mise à jour :17/8/2015 10h26 22658 vues
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Contrarry to all those Televisoin commercials. Captain Morgan did not carry and transport rum aboard his ship. but instead carried Illegal Bums belonging only to rich Kidnapped Families Fem acting males.
Transporting Trannies only out to the edge of the large bay and back again a long Spent week later.
By providing Paying passengers into Domination a full CRACK AT THEM....., he is said to have made more gold pieces from his not so bold pieces of abducted ass! Unlike Blue Beard, there were no Blue balls on Morgans vessel!
OH WE SAILED THE GOOD SHIP VENUS
MY LORD YOU SHOULD HAVE SEEN US
THE FIGUREHEAD WERE TWO QUEERS IN BED
AND THE MAINMAST WAS QUITE A LARGE PENIS
THE CAPTAINS NAME WAS MORGAN
MY LORD HE HAD A GORGAN
THREE TIMES A DAY, HE WAILED AWAY
ON HIS REPRODUCTIVE ORGAN.............
can yah beat that????????????????????
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A KICK ASS BULLY STORY GONE TERRIBLY WRONG!
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Publié :4/8/2015 22h03
Dernière mise à jour :18/12/2016 4h05 23333 vues
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Once upon a time, two 20 year old hard core city muggers were on a uptown bus seeking their next victim when a goofy looking very short thin kid with thick coke bottle type glasses got on from in front of the library.
Complete with a Walt Disney Elmer Fudd metal lunch pail and wearing a pink bow tie to boot, the bullies snickered to themselves knowing full well they had just found themselves the perfect easy target.
The three of them were the only remaining passengers when that bus reached the old burned down mill yard building on the outskirts of the city.
Snickering, they followed this Dufus nerd under the old entry arch and straight into the heart of the factories old charred remains. With no one in sight, the time had come to set the planned Mugging into full swing.
Larry the coke addict who was the older one suddenly cut right in front of the lunch pail carrying nerd while his partner in crime Ned made sure his only other escape route was fully blocked off from behind.
It was the expensive looking gold pocket watch nerd boy had looked at many times while still on the bus that they were after. Anything else like cash or other jewelry would just be an added bonus.
In suddenly brandishing a black pearl handled switch blade knife, Junkie Larry demanded his helpless victim hand it over to him immediately! This is when the nerd knelt down to one knee much like a girl playing hotscotch., while carefully placing his Gay type Elmur Fudd lunch box on the still charred concrete ground.
Standing back up, both thugs awaited him fetching his gold watch in full compliance. Instead the nerd produced two separate 3" by 5" white cards with dark black writing on them which read as follows:
ALLOW ME TO INTRODUCE MYSELF TO YOU. I AM A CRUSADER AGAINST VIOLENT CRIMINALS. IN TEN SECONDS I AM GOING TO PUT MY FOURTH DEGREE BLACK BELT TALENTS TO FULL WORK TEACHING YOU THE FULL LESSON OF YOUR EVIL WAYS!
Although Larry's lunge with his switch blade was carefully aimed at this nerdy looking freaks mid section, it never quite arrived. The judo type movement was only a blur to him.
His prized stick upknife flew through the air as the sounds of the loud crackling snap and pop of his right elbow echoed throughout that old mill courtyard,
This happening as Ned tried to tackle this no longer Nerd from behind.
The spin move was executed to perfection as the Crusaders left knee met the center of poor Ned's jawbone squarely. Ned's jaw snapped upward instantly taking the first full inch of his tongue clean off like a surgeons scalpel.
The so called fight was over in less than five seconds, From his just opened lunch box, the Crime Crusader produced a large half rounded gauze bandage along with a single pair of three inch surgical clamp type pliers.
" Put the gauze pad over your tongue and clamp it down firmly to keep yourself from bleeding to death!" he instructed poor stunned and in deep pain Ned! Know your going to talk with a heavy LISP THE REST OF YOUR DAYS ON EARTH AS AN EXAMPLE TO OTHERS OF YOUR TYPE!"
Then turning again, he delivered a powerful uplifting front kick that caught poor Larry squarely in the balls talking his feet right off the ground! Unknown at that time, was the fact that Larry's balls would cause him deep pain at times for the rest of his natural life also.
Then with a call from his cell phone to the Cities EYEWITNESS NEWS TEAM, he made sure the full story complete with their Lifetime Handicapped Injuries would be covered on the television nightly news!.
So in case you just happen to be a very SADISTICALLY INCLINED BULLY, remember this valuable lesson in life..
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A KICK ASS BULLY STORY GONE TERRIBLY WRONG!
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Publié :4/8/2015 22h03
Dernière mise à jour :14/12/2024 5h53 23659 vues
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Once upon a time, two 20 year old hard core city muggers were on a uptown bus seeking their next victim when a goofy looking very short thin kid with thick coke bottle type glasses got on from in front of the library.
Complete with a Walt Disney Elmer Fudd metal lunch pail and wearing a pink bow tie to boot, the bullies snickered to themselves knowing full well they had just found themselves the perfect easy target.
The three of them were the only remaining passengers when that bus reached the old burned down mill yard building on the outskirts of the city.
Snickering, they followed this Dufus nerd under the old entry arch and straight into the heart of the factories old charred remains. With no one in sight, the time had come to set the planned Mugging into full swing.
Larry the coke addict who was the older one suddenly cut right in front of the lunch pail carrying nerd while his partner in crime Ned made sure his only other escape route was fully blocked off from behind.
It was the expensive looking gold pocket watch nerd boy had looked at many times while still on the bus that they were after. Anything else like cash or other jewelry would just be an added bonus.
In suddenly brandishing a black pearl handled switch blade knife, Junkie Larry demanded his helpless victim hand it over to him immediately! This is when the nerd knelt down to one knee much like a girl playing hotscotch., while carefully placing his Gay type Elmur Fudd lunch box on the still charred concrete ground.
Standing back up, both thugs awaited him fetching his gold watch in full compliance. Instead the nerd produced two separate 3" by 5" white cards with dark black writing on them which read as follows:
ALLOW ME TO INTRODUCE MYSELF TO YOU. I AM A CRUSADER AGAINST VIOLENT CRIMINALS. IN TEN SECONDS I AM GOING TO PUT MY FOURTH DEGREE BLACK BELT TALENTS TO FULL WORK TEACHING YOU THE FULL LESSON OF YOUR EVIL WAYS!
Although Larry's lunge with his switch blade was carefully aimed at this nerdy looking freaks mid section, it never quite arrived. The judo type movement was only a blur to him.
His prized stick upknife flew through the air as the sounds of the loud crackling snap and pop of his right elbow echoed throughout that old mill courtyard,
This happening as Ned tried to tackle this no longer Nerd from behind.
The spin move was executed to perfection as the Crusaders left knee met the center of poor Ned's jawbone squarely. Ned's jaw snapped upward instantly taking the first full inch of his tongue clean off like a surgeons scalpel.
The so called fight was over in less than five seconds, From his just opened lunch box, the Crime Crusader produced a large half rounded gauze bandage along with a single pair of three inch surgical clamp type pliers.
" Put the gauze pad over your tongue and clamp it down firmly to keep yourself from bleeding to death!" he instructed poor stunned and in deep pain Ned! Know your going to talk with a heavy LISP THE REST OF YOUR DAYS ON EARTH AS AN EXAMPLE TO OTHERS OF YOUR TYPE!"
Then turning again, he delivered a powerful uplifting front kick that caught poor Larry squarely in the balls talking his feet right off the ground! Unknown at that time, was the fact that Larry's balls would cause him deep pain at times for the rest of his natural life also.
Then with a call from his cell phone to the Cities EYEWITNESS NEWS TEAM, he made sure the full story complete with their Lifetime Handicapped Injuries would be covered on the television nightly news!.
So in case you just happen to be a very SADISTICALLY INCLINED BULLY, remember this valuable lesson in life..
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INTRODUCING SPENCER THE BLOG CENSOR
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Publié :11/4/2015 17h40
Dernière mise à jour :11/4/2015 17h59 22383 vues
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When ever your blog photo's magically disappear (usually within a half hour of being posted) we all know who to blame.
oh yeah.................Written Text also or your entire Blog!
SPENCER OPS BLOG CENSOR Is about as EFFECTIVE AS YOU WEARING A CHEAP TIWAN CONDOM WHILE TRYING TO FUCK A TOTALLY UNCOOPERATIVE MALE PORCUPINE ON A TRAMPOLINE DURING A 10.5 RICTER SCALE EARTHQUAKE IN SUNNYVALE CALIFORNIA..!!
ITS NOT YOUR FAULT.
ITS NOTOP'S FAULT
WHY IT JUST HAS TO BE THE ANDRAIA'S FAULT...
CERTAINLY NOT SPENCER'S!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! 
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