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fuck prowess. She wouldn’t have given up
the fight – she would have taken control! Thinking about her kept
me focused and on task, kept me strong.
    So I took Zeke’s cock for all it was worth.
It would hardly bruise my jaw, I realized, as it seriously looked
the size of an extricated tampon, only much longer of course. It
was a simple case of mind over matter. I’d be fine, I thought, once
I adjusted the angle of penetration and could breathe again.
    The pounding persisted, taking on a more
rhythmic vibe like the drum to a rain dance. I tried to grab hold
of his balls and tickle his taint, to calm him, but his violent
pumping continued. My mouth was gagged so extremely that I couldn’t
cry out to adjust the pace. I didn’t panic. I ended up passively
accepting the peace pipe and smoked it of its juices.
    Eventually, Zeke pulled
back, clenched up, took a deep breath, and finally unloaded thick
pus-style globs of cum towards my mouth. It jettisoned from his
prick-prick like ribbon streamers. It seriously looked like the
streamers I saw on-line the other day, the ones that you attach
along with the just married sign to the back of a limousine.
    I tried to swallow the cum, which I always
do because I read somewhere that it is a sign of respect, but it
came at me so quickly, young spermatozoa filled cum. It spilled in
and out of my mouth, landing in wet spots all over my dress. And
you know what wet spots look like on gray, right? It looked like
gooey sweat.
    Zeke moved aside and helped me get up,
although he looked exhausted - like maybe he needed a nap.
    I said, “That was fun.”
    “ Yeah,” he replied, all
winded-like.
    “ Let me know when you’re
ready to launch dreams into my dreamcatcher, and I’ll start the
sequence,” I added, but I was a little impatient. “I’ll just start
it anyhow and you can catch up when you’re ready.” I used my robot
voice for this next part. “Commencing launching sequence in
ten…nine…eight...” He looked like a track-a-lete that had just run
the marathon. But he was young, I thought. Seven seconds would have
been enough time to recover. “…seven…six…five…”
    Breathing heavily, he smiled and started to
say something. It was at that moment that a man entered the gym
with the matching red lanyarded key. He gave Zeke the evil eye. He
parked himself behind the counter by the front door.
    “ That’s my dad,” Zeke
said.
    “ And launching
sequence…aborted at five.”
    He picked up a towel from
the back of the adductor machine and wrapped it around his naked
bottom then he went to speak with his older twin. I could hear the
quiet grumblings, and I knew it wasn’t candy and roses. Still, I
waited until they finished because it was so awkward. I still sort
of wanted my hooey reward, my notch, you know? But at the same time
I wished I was home. I even tried clicking my heels together to
make myself disappear, but that didn’t work, of course. When he
returned, no surprise, Zeke said I had to leave. The show was over.
I wiped my mouth of lingering dribble and tried to cover the cum
stains on my dress as best as I could before passing the senior
Feathertoe on my way out. Hooey denied. Life is a
mystery. Comments: 5
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NY
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Ro, Miami, FL
    ****
    The Lioness
    Tuesday, August 4, 2009 - 9:00pm
    I went back to Macy’s
tonight to return the sheets. Thought for sure I’d see that gay
salesgirl there. I mean the one I thought was at least bi-curious.
I wouldn’t say that word