Post by Best fiction porn ever on Aug 17, 2005 21:59:11 GMT -5
Like I said ealier, I have issues and this story came from of them. Maybe you'll guys find it funny or you're going vomit. Heehee vomit. *sighs* I think my own story made me sick. (Note: It is poorly written. I don't want to edit it!)
The Story of Null
The darkness was all around as Null walked next to the lake down towards his Cabin, random thoughts of sixty-nine crossing his mind.
He had been shocked earlier when Mary Ann had told him she often dreamed about Jodie having sex in missionary position with a Zebra , but each to their own, she didn't know about his fantasies involving Bob .
One day he would discuss his feelings with John, but not yet, he still hardly believed how aroused he could be by just thinking of Bob masturbating to a blow up doll that looked like Fran from The Nanny.
The night air was fresh and he sat down in a quiet location and began to stroke the bleached human hair he was carrying with him. Would Bob's chin feel like that to his balls?
What would Bob think of him if he knew how his cock grew hard as he thought of eating beaver flesh off Bob's beautiful armpit?
Null rubbed the hair against his chin whispering Bob's name to himself. He knew he should stop and wait until he got back to his cabin but desire overtook him and he came, screaming Bob's name into the night.
Meanwhile, Bob had not been able to sleep and had decided to go out in the night air. The lake was such a beautiful place at this time of the night. He took a bite of the beaver meat he was carrying and leisurely scratched his chin.
He jumped in alarm as he heard a voice in the distance. Was that Null calling his name. He must be in trouble to shout for him with such desperation. He dropped his beaver flesh and ran towards the sound of Null's voice.
Bob stumbled through the darkness towards Null. Panicked thoughts ran through his head. Was his Null being attacked by a Zebra. Was he about to be raped by Mary Ann or the Fran doll dressed up as The Joker? His heart beat faster and he felt the pulse throbbing in his balls.
Null, Null, my Null, screamed Bob. It's alright, I'm coming, I'll save you! Null leaped to his feet in panic, dropping the hair and trying to untangle his trousers from around his ankles. He fell over, his bare butt pointing in the air.
Bob! Null gasped embarrassedly. What are you doing here? John said you were in your cabin engaged in some sixty-nine act with Mary Ann.
No, I was alone in my cabin with nothing but my sex dice for company. I couldn't sleep for thinking how beautiful your butt was, and how I would like to stroke my chin against it, and have you kiss my balls, and now I see your butt for myself I realise that not even Mary Ann has a butt to compare with yours.
Oh, Null, John said you felt that way but I never believed him, I thought you loved Mary Ann.
What! That old Zebra, I'd rather be in the missionary position with The Joker, a bleach bottle and beaver skin than dream of having sex with her, Ooh, the very thought makes my balls curl.
Oh, Null!
Oh, Bob, my Robert!
Cue soft music, sexual sounds , soft focus and fade.........
The Story of Null
The darkness was all around as Null walked next to the lake down towards his Cabin, random thoughts of sixty-nine crossing his mind.
He had been shocked earlier when Mary Ann had told him she often dreamed about Jodie having sex in missionary position with a Zebra , but each to their own, she didn't know about his fantasies involving Bob .
One day he would discuss his feelings with John, but not yet, he still hardly believed how aroused he could be by just thinking of Bob masturbating to a blow up doll that looked like Fran from The Nanny.
The night air was fresh and he sat down in a quiet location and began to stroke the bleached human hair he was carrying with him. Would Bob's chin feel like that to his balls?
What would Bob think of him if he knew how his cock grew hard as he thought of eating beaver flesh off Bob's beautiful armpit?
Null rubbed the hair against his chin whispering Bob's name to himself. He knew he should stop and wait until he got back to his cabin but desire overtook him and he came, screaming Bob's name into the night.
Meanwhile, Bob had not been able to sleep and had decided to go out in the night air. The lake was such a beautiful place at this time of the night. He took a bite of the beaver meat he was carrying and leisurely scratched his chin.
He jumped in alarm as he heard a voice in the distance. Was that Null calling his name. He must be in trouble to shout for him with such desperation. He dropped his beaver flesh and ran towards the sound of Null's voice.
Bob stumbled through the darkness towards Null. Panicked thoughts ran through his head. Was his Null being attacked by a Zebra. Was he about to be raped by Mary Ann or the Fran doll dressed up as The Joker? His heart beat faster and he felt the pulse throbbing in his balls.
Null, Null, my Null, screamed Bob. It's alright, I'm coming, I'll save you! Null leaped to his feet in panic, dropping the hair and trying to untangle his trousers from around his ankles. He fell over, his bare butt pointing in the air.
Bob! Null gasped embarrassedly. What are you doing here? John said you were in your cabin engaged in some sixty-nine act with Mary Ann.
No, I was alone in my cabin with nothing but my sex dice for company. I couldn't sleep for thinking how beautiful your butt was, and how I would like to stroke my chin against it, and have you kiss my balls, and now I see your butt for myself I realise that not even Mary Ann has a butt to compare with yours.
Oh, Null, John said you felt that way but I never believed him, I thought you loved Mary Ann.
What! That old Zebra, I'd rather be in the missionary position with The Joker, a bleach bottle and beaver skin than dream of having sex with her, Ooh, the very thought makes my balls curl.
Oh, Null!
Oh, Bob, my Robert!
Cue soft music, sexual sounds , soft focus and fade.........