Yeah yeah I know what the hell I am suppose to do with it now.. but promise me one thing? Don’t rip my tonsils out with it okay? What did you mean you didn’t know my tonsils were in my ass…. my ass? Oh no!!!!
"Oh gawd, that feels so much better."
with a face and a dick like that, he is set to destroy some heart and ass.. lol
Just so you know, that left hand? It’s holding a very awesome nut sack. Just in the belief of full disclosure.
All that dripping mayhem… he is just wasting his precum. He needs to find a mate he can work that hard on out on. LOL
And the legs are the only thing strong enough to pop from under the covers. Just wait till he get’s a boner? What? He’s a what? Oh hell no. Then I was banging who’s ass last night….
I points to it, but what happens if I were to answer that with a, “come on bring it on?”
"No, stop. Don’t go after them, Kelton. They’re mountain sirens - or as we like to call them in my village, hill whores. That’s not their real forms. They’re illusions. For this years this was a place men would sneak off to seek pleasure in other men, and they would watch, and copy their faces, their actions. They’re not real, boy. They’re demons. You go off with them, they’ll hypnotize you with lust, distract you with their holes, and their cocks."
"…Is that really a bad thing?" he asks.
"Well, you won’t notice it at the time but they’ll drain you of your sexual energy. All of it. You’ll never get it back. You’ll never produce another healthy sperm again, your cock will never get hard again. You’ll never penetrate another living thing and enjoy it." I watch him pale.
"…We should move on then."
"Yes, we should. In a couple hours, we’ll be at a town, there will be a brothel, you can find a boy for the night there."
Kelton eyes them, then looks at me. “How will I know he’s not a siren too?”
"Oh that’s easy," I say, chewing on a piece of jerky, "Hill whores don’t leave the hills, they hate being under a roof, and they hate rotten fruit, which is why I’ve been carrying this lemon with me the entire day." I lob it at them. The demons hiss and scatter over the ridge.
"See? Off they go."
Kelton grabs my sleeve. “Come on let’s keep moving. This whole place creeps me out.”
"The world is a scary place, my friend. Don’t worry, by nightfall you’ll be screwing your brains out a happy man and you’ll have forgotten all about this."
"I sure as fucking hope so. One of them looked like my brother."
Text is obviously fictional. Was unable to locate source of photo.
Thanks for allowing us to reblog this.
I have to use the proper hand to give a salute to all the soldiers serving to protect our country. and yes buck naked totally and with out shame.
Their is that certain burning pain a gay guy feels when he begins to sit on a very large penis. Maybe this is what is given to the look on the guys face on top.
That is what happens when you ride the guys cock facing him. That is really such a beautiful way to go. He leaned over to kiss him. You can see that in the last series.
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