I am terribly disappointed in Rocco and Kurt. Back in the old days they would get turned on from licking the peanuts out of my ass. They would coo in anticipation of a liquid fart. Those were the happy days! Long summers of watching Rocco lick his shit smeared brown lips. Is there anything better? Why end it?
It looks like Rocco and Kurt are into a new thing!!!! I thought the fascination with hybristophilia would drag us apart. The fascination with farm animals was next, but our gay love survived those though times. Can you believe that their new thing is to be locked up in little cages and to have horny midgets poke them with sharp sticks? The sick fuckers! I can't stand looking at their faces and trying to figure out where the fear ends and where the arousal starts. Rocco's tiny little penis sticks right up as he pants in anticipation. Kurt is just too dumb to know what is going on.
I have attached the leader of the stick pokers. Rocco tells me he is hoping this little man will try to climb into his gaping ass hole. I can't believe how sick he is! I might just go over and shit in his fat mother's face while she sleeps.
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