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Friday, August 6, 2010

When should we celebrate the Kurt/Rocco/Dado choo-choo train?

Greasy butt-holes filled with hard cocks! Rocco likes to be the boss. Kurt is noting but a little bitch that likes taking up the ass and scream like a little girl.
I love hanging out with a bunch of grease-ball-butt fucking fags! I say I like girls, but Kurt has convinced me that banging a tight butt hole is better than fucking a melon or his mom. (I don't mind fucking his mom's ass if and when I'm drunk)
I still remember when Kurts cunt of a mom tried to fuck the dog in the back yard. MMMMM I still pull my wire at the thought of it. She smells like anchovies so no guy in his right mind would even stick his foot in her twat without some good boots on. The kids in the neighbourhood called her fish-cunt. Good thing the dogs like the smell of fish.

Kurt Steinberg is scared to admit he is gay

Kurt obsesses over gay sex. The only logical conclusion can be that he is gay but refuses to admit it. I'm starting a collection so we can have a "cumming out party" for Kurt. My $5 contribution is in the box.

Thursday, August 5, 2010

Fire in the hole!

I was talking the other day about one of the MANY times Rocco and I were getting busy. Yes, I know I am kissing and telling again, as I love to do.  I was reminiscing about the time Rocco and I were tonguing each others taints and how I yelled out "Fire in the hole!" in the heat of the moment. Then suddenly, without warning my ass erupted and some of the most acidic taco bell diarrhea filled Rocco's mouth, and covered his face. That would have ended it right then and there for most, not true for us cum lovers. I fondly recall how I thought Rocco's face looked like an all you can eat buffet. And how I started frantically licking Rocco's face like a puppy who missed his master after being left at the kennel for a week. That day feels like it happened yesterday.