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For the smokers.. what are your preferred cigarettes?
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| Rinster |
i personally smoke Benson & Hegdes Gold & or West Ice..
seriously need to stop smoking though :( |
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| Ted Promo |
| nah man you're good |
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| Blake |
Djarum Specials.
I stopped regularly smoking though, once I began running a few months ago. Now I only smoke when people occasionally offer me cigs. I don't understand why smoking is so hard for ppl to quit or cut down when they want to. Nicotine is a joke compared to quitting actual hard drugs imo. |
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| Halcyon+On+On |
Tedrick,
I would like to bind you to a suede ottoman with fine, silk ties. Your folds blinded by the length of your hirsute crown, like streams of velvet layers amid porous petals dewy with the perspiration of your trepidations. A bejeweled necklace I wont to bequeath, the clumps of stillborn seed spilt yet pepper your visage with all the divine blur of Mary's weepings. The time has arrived for one, last sooting.
But soon we may enjoy ice cream in the beer garden, served in the miscellaneous skulls of tiny vermin I have collected among my various outings.
Purple-flavoured Prime Times. |
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| ziptnf |
| quote: | Originally posted by Halcyon+On+On
Tedrick,
I would like to bind you to a suede ottoman with fine, silk ties. Your folds blinded by the length of your hirsute crown, like streams of velvet layers amid porous petals dewy with the perspiration of your trepidations. A bejeweled necklace I wont to bequeath, the clumps of stillborn seed spilt yet pepper your visage with all the divine blur of Mary's weepings. The time has arrived for one, last sooting.
But soon we may enjoy ice cream in the beer garden, served in the miscellaneous skulls of tiny vermin I have collected among my various outings.
Purple-flavoured Prime Times. |
Jesus Christ, I'm so ing hard right now. |
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| Halcyon+On+On |
| It was the Purple Prime Times that did it, wasn't it? Gal-danged nagger! |
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| Ted Promo |
| you have reached me on a day when the corona of my entrance is at full bloom, budding lastlylike last night. Humble, yet ready for the providence. Show me your evidence. Lay down your severed sense of residence in my seventh trip to watch your knees buckle like they've been lev'raged against. |
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| ziptnf |
| quote: | Originally posted by Halcyon+On+On
It was the Purple Prime Times that did it, wasn't it? Gal-danged nagger! |
Nah, it was the clumps of stillborn seed that did it for me.
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| Halcyon+On+On |
Steely fibers mar that puckering maw like pins studded across a freshly plushed tomato. The shaggy orifice agape toward the crepescular twilight, luminescent in aroma as though the sweltering dusk brought its own musk to your excited inhalation. Personified.
Langorous digits grasp the shorn ankles with all the gravity of a being being shredded from inside out. Being. Bing.
There are no cherries left tonight. |
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| THE BRICK |
SMOKERS ARE WEAK AS AND ANNOYING AS .
THE BRICK,
RICH, HUNG, SUCCESSFUL. |
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| ziptnf |
Having advertised a POZZING PARTY, I had 4 guys cum over—2 POZ (self-included), 3 NEGS and 3 No-Shows. No one except I, as Host, was absolutely certain of each Reveler’s Status; and that I had to know, to guarantee fair treatment of the NEGS.
The first guy to arrive, one of the NEGS, went down on me. We 69’d; and that's when Stud #2, a POZ Dude like myself, arrived. He got on his knees to rim the NEG’s Man****. That aroused the NEG, who deep-throated me insatiably.
Ten minutes later, two other NEGS arrived, a Latino and a short fem Blonde. I told the former to lock the door, so we could go at each other uninterrupted.
NEG #1, the one with whom I’d 69’d, announced he wanted to get ed. That was all he had to say—because we literally dragged him down the stairs, and threw him in my Sling.
One after another, we ed his pretty bubble Butt, cumming inside him, Spooge spilling out onto the carpet. I whispered to the other POZ Dude to let the two NEGS have at him, so that the Hole we inherited would hopefully be well-used and abraded. I think he took the hint as to who was NEG and who was POZ.
The Bottom moaned that he was gonna shoot. I shoved my oozing Dick between his lips. He groaned louder, arched his back, and shot his last NEG Load all over his chest!
The two NEGS standing over him, creamed on his Pubes, while the POZ guy pumped his acrid Jizm up his Rectum. It was just too much for me to bear. I shot my POZ Seed deep down his gullet. I and the POZ Top slumped onto the Bottom in the Sling. The NEGS sat down. We were all spent.
The NEG Latino guy announced he, too, wanted a Load up his . The four of us lined up to him in the Sling. We alternated biting his Nips, ing his face, and making him eat our Pussies.
After about 4 hours, a couple beers and joints, the guys were pretty well exhausted. One by one they trailed off for home, except for the fem NEG Blonde. When we were alone he confided, ”I’ve always wanted to be raped.”
"No problem," I said, cognizant that you can't really “rape” the willing. But I was more than apt to give it a shot.
So I led him down the stairs and handcuffed him. I had some rope hanging from the ceiling, and tied the cuffs to it, suspending him, his arms behind his back. He started to complain, so I grabbed an old jock strap and shoved it between his teeth. I punched him in the stomach (none too hard), lambasting him, “You’re my meat now! I couldn't care less how bad you feel!”
I lubed up his with my special blend of butter-flavored Crisco, Baby Oil, and Ambusol (an over-the-counter toothache medication) and started fingering his Prostate, making his pretty bounce hard as a rock.
I progressed to 2 fingers, still working on his Prostate, making his bob frenetically. When I went for 3 fingers, he started squirming and protesting. He flinched and groaned, and tried to scream through the fabric of the jock strap. When I inserted the 4th finger, he jumped sky high and got twisted up cause of the cuffs.
I used my free hand to grab the Poppers bottle and opened it with my teeth. I held it to his nostrils for 15 seconds, force-feeding him an enormous hit. Intoxicated by the Inhalant, his Ass loosened up enough so I could get my thumb in, too.
I grabbed the Crisco and relubed the portion of my hand that wasn’t up his Ass. Applying all the pressure I could muster, I shoved my Duke completely up his ! He squirmed and twisted, trying to pull off.
My primal instincts got the best of me. I didn’t give a whom or what got hurt. It was Him or Me—Do or Die, with Me Doing or Him Dying. I was determined to subjugate the Dude.
"YOU'RE GONNA TAKE MY ING FIST, BOY. LIKE IT OR NOT!"
He was breathing really hard—almost hyperventilating. To my amazement, I was already in him up to my wrist! My was raging. With my free hand I grabbed his Dick, which had gone soft, and jerked It rhythmically, while I plowed my other Fist in and out of his pretty blonde Man.
I wrapped my arm around him real tight and aimed my rock hard at the Hole in which my digits were concealed. On the third attempt I got my Shaft in beside my curled up palm and his Ass Walls. He moaned and groaned in pain and pleasure, but mostly pain.
Once I got my Dick in him, I ed him with a real fury! When I got pretty close, I wanted him to shoot. I love the feel of being inside an Ass when a Dude Cums. Makes me Cum, too.
As my left hand jerked and yanked his Shaft, I ed him with a vengeance. I felt his tension mount, his back arch, and his legs stiffen. I pumped till he began to yelp behind the Jock Strap.
His Cock, by then as hard as any Shaft can get, bounced up and down and twitched maniacally as I jacked him off. Precum drooled through my fingers, as my other hand kept on drilling at his Hole while simultaneously my slid in and out of him. He wailed with short, arrhythmic bursts. His lurched as he shot his first wave of NEG orgasmic Nectar.
I plowed his Ass, getting very close to spurting. His kept on twitching with spirited thrusts, spitting out NEG ManJuice as I pumped It.
I bawled that I, too, was gonna shoot. He ejaculated further. Our mutual Orgasms seemed to go on forever. I shot a huge diseased Load up his Ass, filling him with pure unmedicated Virus.
Within him, I could feel the deceptive warmth of my cold contaminated Jizm as it splashed against my hand. NEG Cream dribbled down my wrist as his Rod spurted more unadulterated ManSeed with each convulsion. I teased his Head with my fingernail, tantalizing him still further. I used my hand inside his to milk every drop of toxic Spooge from my sadistic Tool, spilling each and every septic Glob onto his Innards.
Once our stores were mutually depleted, I withdrew hand and Shaft from his ravaged . When I untied the cuffs, he fell to the floor. I removed the jock strap.
“MY GOD!” he bellowed, but before he could finish what he was saying, I shoved his face onto my Rod so he could drain the last remaining drops of Bug-Infested Semen.
Once I was sure I had passed along all the Sick Spunk I had to offer, I grabbed the key. His wrists were raw, abraded by the cuffs; and I applied Absorbine Junior. That must have stung because he flinched.
He stayed the night with me, and I ed him at 3 more times before he left, each time ejaculating blighted Spooge into his Man****. He promised to Cum to my Party in December. Perhaps by then, he, too, will have something POZITIVE to offer. |
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| Halcyon+On+On |
| Why ya gotta be so gay? |
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