| Kashmyr |
10-15-2002 10:45 PM |
The Pastor + Cherub Sock duo was so fucking funny.
Here is one of Cherub Sock's stories I saved from a while ago:
Okay, so I was lying on my bed -- which, as fate would have it, is in my bedroom -- stroking one off; I forget why, but one theory is I was horny. Anyway, there I lay pleasuring my undersized tool of procreation, and -- just when the vital moment was upon me -- what should I hear? Footsteps outside my bedroom door. My mother. Instinctively, I pulled up my Karl Kani boxer shorts (interestingly enough, I don't own any Kani undergarments, I just thought they might spice up the story) and my beautiful jeans, about two seconds before the door swung open, revealing the ridiculous face of my mother. Well, as I stated, the vital moment had already arrived: there was no retreating. So I simply stared blankly up at my mum as I spurted hot copulation syrup into my boxer shorts. As you can well imagine, it was not my idea of a disco.
So, after I had finished having an orgasm whilst looking at my mother (something I rarely do, I'm ashamed to admit) I spotted the lubed-up aerosol can in her right hand. "Oh boy," thought I. "She's gonna fuck me hard and fuck me good." And fuck me good she did. However, this healthy display of mother-son affection was about to take a disturbing turn. That's right: the dome-shaped aerosol lid had become lodged deep inside my eager rectum.
My father -- who, up until now, had been watching the hot incestuous action from the doorway, singing "Rock Around the Clock" -- rushed to the bathroom to get the sink plunger. He quickly applied the plumbing apparatus to my startled sphincter and resolved to suck the offending item from my anal canal. And suck he did. Too hard, as it happens. The aerosol lid came out alright -- along with my lower intestines.
This happened only six minutes ago and I now have less than twenty minutes to live, unless I can find a lower intestine donor who shares my rare blood-type, A.B.O. LOVER-LOVER 4D.seprico (Unleaded).
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