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today is monday and it feels like morning. a cool melancholy breeze lilted through the window of his unlit bedroom. the colors were grey and ordinary there, with simple furnishings. the bed was a twin, with plain white sheeting and on the nightstand sulked a small white lamp. deep in thought and reflection, he was hardly aware of the surroundings. he was alone now, so he had time to go back through his mind, time re-live the stark intensity, excrutiating pain, and shear blooming extacy from the night before. these flashes of stinging pain and memory began to animate his mind like a new tevo. his body was sore, like he knew it would be. getting the blood flowing would be tough today. for an obvious reason to him, him smiled and sighed at his pain, he knew he never felt better.
as he began to move, what amazed him most was how aware he was of each fresh deep nail-scratch up and down his back. the sting made him wince a little, and then he stopped and smirked.
as he sat up, he was reminded somehow his that wrists were raw and a little bruised from the handcuffs. oh, and how his abdomen and stomach hurt from continuous laughing at being tickled relentlessly on his feet.
and his tongue... it felt heavy and bruised, like someone boot-stomped it. he got it pierced last night, a fucking 8 gauge. the spirit of the night, and the bewildering onslaught of sensations had swept him off in a brand new direction in his mind and body, a direction that fused lush pleasures and soft torture with undeniably potent pain. and he loved it so much he was giddy.
strangely he noted, the bitemarks on his neck did not hurt at all... and the instant that notion crossed his mind - his penis was painfully and instantly as erect as a totem pole. his cock was so quickly engorged and heavy with blood it stunned and surprised his balls completely. they roiled and lurched, and then ached and tremored as a wave of vertigo hit the bottom of his ballsack. he'd never been so large and fucking hard in his life! he touched his penis in an almost tentative way, mingling tension with an almost obtuse pleasure. he closed his eyes and was carried off in his mind by the raging inferno that was burgeoning in his groin.
the night before he had orgasmed at least a dozen times.
his balls groaned and his dick was so huge the cock muscles screamed tiny and piercing agonies. for a second, the big blue vien on top of his shaft looked at him like an insane question mark. It hurt so much to be this big and chubby, yet it made his mind race and his face just broaden with white hot glee.
he needed some fucking Dasani, and he needed some now.
naked and huge, he moped to the refrigerator door. it was about 3pm, and out the window he saw one of the greyest fall days he had ever seen. at least it wasn't too cold yet, and the breeze brought in scents of rust, nutmeg and burning leaves.
he downed half the bottle of ice cold water in one long sumptuous drink. he paused, and then poured the remaining water down his face, chest and the front of his body, wincing at the sharp contrast as the nerve endings were screaming. he intuitively shut his eyes, shuddered, and began to exhale. after a moment, he felt completely and utterly relaxed and crushed with exhaustion.
Joined: Wed Mar 16 2005, 01:18am
Location: in a Finnish goat hut north of the Arctic circle
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Rach - Did you get a 'response' in those llama print panties of yours or? Arc? same question, different panty. CA? Wood? Towel? Asp? Same questions. Thrash? Sqeegie??? Brooke? actually, Brooke, I am quite sure you did get a tad melty. If there was anyone here who should write a story about what went on the DAY BEFORE, and be the 'girl' in the pre-quel, it would be Brooke. Thanks Suze! I was sure you'd enjoy it. Stick an ice cube up there for me.
I didn't sprout a major piney, no. I was too interested in what was going on in the characters' heads to be distracted by the sex stuff. The whole remembering the night before in part one and the affection between the two lovers in part two were my favorite parts.
But that's not to say I didn't have a primeval stirring in my loins as a read. :wink:
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I didnt squirt in my llamie panties, but like Aaron said I too was interested in what was going on in the characters' heads to be distracted by the sex stuff.
They have a ton of great erotica stories there,I only read the lesbian ones but that one seemed great.Bringing me to my next question,Would you be willing to write a lesbian story?Get all those damned guys out of it??but great story none the less,I'll fully read it soon.Nice job bro,And try to submit your story so you can get alot of traffic on it!
Joined: Wed Mar 16 2005, 01:18am
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Good idea Mr Black Belt (I won't forget) FoRgOtT3N
Rach, you didn't use a double entendre! Yay! No melties even? I must say, a 'squirt' for the llamas was a lofty goal here, let's not get ahead of ourselves.
