Monday, September 6, 2010

My First Time

this is a story about the first time i came.

i was like 12 and was at my friends sleep over. he stole some bikini contest tape from his dad. we talked about sex and how guys "orgasm" when the penis is stimulated. he then showed me his dick and i was weirded out cause he was cut and i wasint he asked to see mine and i showed him. he got hard but i didint. he told me to follow his lead and that i would experience my first "cum" I remember his dick was so much bigger than mine and i felt so uncomfortable. I still followed his lead though. i was looking at the bikini models but i could see in the corner of my eyes that he was staring right at me and beating it.

after like 15 mins i told him that it wasin going to work and my boner was falling. then he said he was experiencing the same issue. then we turned off the tv and started brainstorming on how we could "cum" he had a 10 year old sister that i was in love with named mariah. I asked him if it would help if we tricked mariah into the room , make her bend over and stay there and we would call it a "game" she always liked hanging with us so i knew it would work. he agreed and we called mariah into the room.

I remember mariah was wearing some tight little pink sweats on. they looked like they were 2 sizes to small and hugged her butt so nicely. she wore a white tee that was also to small, and showed her belly button. the words love pink were on the front in pink iirc. the thought of fucking her got my boner up instantly. I pictured myself rubbing my dick in her mouth and ramming it in her tight virgin pussy..

so she came in and my friend was like, hey mariah, (insert my name) thinks your a little wuss and wants to wrestle with you. she said something along the lines of, "oh bring it on" i remember my palms were sweaty and my heart started beating so fast. the thought of rubbing all over her body almost made me blow right there.

my friend was on the bed. and i stood up off the floor and put my hands up as if i wanted to lock up with her.she accepted with a smirk on her face. my hands were locked around her back neck and all i could think off was getting my fills on her body. i told myself not to chicken oujt and fill her up as much as possible. she started pushing me backwards and i remember quickly rubbing my hands down from her neck to her shoulders and from there i rubbed them over her chest. and grabbed her waste. it was the first time i felt boobs fully because she didint have a bra on. they felt jiggly and i loved it. I think the feeling of my hands rubbing over her tits made her nipples stand because i could see them through her white tee. I then through hr on the ground and rubbed one hand all over her ass. she didint seem to care so i left my hand there and sqeezed occasionally. my dick was so hard. she just kept laughing louder and louder.

i remember we were fighting for about 5 or so mins already and i felt everything but i wasint satisfied. for some reason my friend left the room. i think his mom called him. at this point i had her pinned down on her back and i was sitting on her but. for some reason something in my brain just kept telling me to whip my dick out and rub it against her little jiggly ass. I knew I could get away with it as long as i kept her pinned down and not able to see.

do i unzipped my pants and layed over on top of her. I said something stupid like "its over im gonna pin you" I placed my fully enraged penis right between her but cheeks and pushed into them. at first she just laughed and then she started complaining, saying i was to rough and was hurting her. but i couldint stop. it felt so good and i couldint get my thoughts to stop thrusting into her. she started complaining saying "ouch your poking me idiot, stop" something stopped me, and thank god cuz i was seconds away from rapping her.

anyways. we continued wrestling and i remember at one point i was able to actually feel up her pussy through her tight sweats during the wrestling. I think it was at the time she pinned me down between her legs. Im pretty sure i put my hand between her pusst with one finger p and pushed up to get her off. "she made a weird noise and smiled, she clearly like the feeling" so my friend finally came back, locked the door behind him and said mariah we have a fun game we can play. are you in?

i was so horny my dick was so hard and i was knew i had to release that night because if i didint i thought i would die. Mariah was so innocent and had no clue what we wanted to do. she agreed to play our little game. she asked what the rules were. I didint even let my friend take lead. I took lead and told her
the rules. I told her its a little weird but not to get scared cause all the big kids play this in high school. she laughed and said shes down for anything. i told her that we all needed to get in our underwear to play. my friend laughed and i hit him and told him to stfu. she lookd at me weird and at that point i started to take off my pants. my friend followed and she obviously also followed. i think i almost had a heart attack. i couldint fucking breath. she took off her little sweats exposing her white panties. her thighs looked great. I wanted to tell her to turn around so i could look at her ass but i knew i would get what i wanted in time

I then took off my shirt. i remember it was a little chily inside the house but not enough to make me put my shirt back on. my friend followed. he was a little fat fuck. me and mariah laughed at him. he said something like "shut up idiots" i then loked at mariah and stared at her chest. her nipples at this point were very hard. I dont know if it was from the wrestling or the cold, or maybe she was horny. but i could see them poking through her shirt. i then looked up at her and she shook her head and said she couldint cuz she had no bra on. I told her that it would be ok and i wouldint stare. she shook her head, giggled and said "be right back" she put her sweats back on, ran to the door and me and my friend said "WAIT" we had to put all our damn cloths back on. we did that, she ran out the door and we could here her in her room next door rumbling through her drawers looking for a bra. my friend turned to me and said something like " dude what are we gonna do to her? shes my sister i dont want to do anything to bad" i didint even respond to my friend. i could care less what he just said. i was thinking in my head about what i was gonna do to her.

he told me "hey are we gonna fuck her? shes not gonna let us and then tell my mom dude" I told him to relax and that we wouldint hurt her and she wont tell anyone. So here comes mariah running back into the room. she slams the door and locks it. she looks at meas if her brother isint even in the room and says "ok, lets keep going" I nod and take my pants back of. as does he, as does she. my boner had went down but once my pants rubbed against them while taking them off it instantly stood at attention again. i glared over her thighs again and back at her face. she was looking at my crouch. she pointed and said "hey!" laughed, and then smiled. i took my shirt off again as did my friend, as did she. i was kinda nervous to stare. i looked at her stomach for a while afraid to look up at her chest. she asked what we had to do now.

i told her to stand against the wall and put her hands behind her head. I told her that no matter what she couldint look back unless i tapped her on the back. she asked why and i said "just do it" so she did. she stood against the wall and put her hands behind her head
he butt looked perfect in her white panties. i could see her butt cheecks sticking out on both sides a little. and her panties were riding up between her crack a little. the cotton was think i could sort of see the color of her ass cheeks. i put my dick between my boxer hole and started to rub it slowly. I pictured myself going over to her at the vally slipping her panties to the side and sliding my dick right into her. i was in my own little world. I forgot all about my friend. I looked over at him and he was rubbing his dick but his eyes were closed.

i looked over at my friend and his eyes were closed/ i thought to myself "what a fag" Then something came over me. i cant explain it but it felt like some sort of possession. I grabbed the pillow off the bed sat on the bed and started rubbing my dick ferociously. i told mariah to jump up and down. she said ok and i told her not to stop until i told her. her ass jiggled up and down and i pictured her jumping up in down on my throbbing cock. I rubbied my dick so hard that it turned red. I then grabbed the pillow. jumped ontop of my friend and started to suffocate him. he tried to scream but i only pressed harder on his skull.. h kicked and tried to scratched me but i couldint stop. not now. i was so close to getting mariah. His fingernails peirced my flesh. and my skin covered his fingers. but it only lasted mins. cause as soon as i knew it he was lifeless. I then grabbed a pin from the counter and stuck it into his left eye. I turned it and ripped it out. then i hid it in te radio cassett player.

he was dead now and i was sure of it. poor little mariah was still bouncing up and down against the wall laughind and singing some song. I stood there for a little while just breathing. thinking in my head what i was gonna do to her. I lover her, and now i wanted to show her my love. I wanted her to feel deep in her heart what i felt for months. I wanted my cock in every part of her body. every inch of her soul. my cock. it had to touch everything. I couldint leave any part of her being untouched.

the blood from my friends attacks covered my forearms. It was nasty. i wanted to impress mariah. she couldint see this. I needed to clean up before our big show. I used my fat fuck friends shirt to clean the blood off and then i spit on his face. now it was time.

mariah I called. mariahhhhhh. mariahhhh. she replied "nope" u said not to move until you tapped my shoulder. I waled towards her slowly. i wanted to hide my excitement i tapped her on the shoulder. she turned around and as soon as she did i stood right in her face. I wanted her to taste me breath and she did. she sounded scared. she asked were her brother was and i said he was taking a little nap. she tried to look around me to see what he was doing but i grabbed her pretty little head ht the neck and kissed her. I told her to be quite and not to scream cuz it would all be over soon. i squeezed one of her tits and she said "knock it off. this isint fun anymore" but her fighting made me sqeeze harder. she let out a screech and i slapped the living shit out of her. i never hit anything as hard as i hit her. she fell to the floow and i told her to open her legs. she tried to stand up and i kicked her in the stomach and then i jumped on top her . i rammed my finger as deep and hard as i could inside her tight little pussy. her thighs tigtened. u can tell it hurt her. i pulled it out and my finger was covered in blood. i licked if off

Tuesday, August 31, 2010

Butt Hair

old, but true

My friend recently made a mistake in his life, and I offer his story to you, that you may learn from my error. It all started, as many things do, with him having trouble dumping. These are in his words. I tried to clean it up some.

No, I was not constipated; this was not a regularity problem but a matter of technique. It seems my butt-hair had grown to such a length that tiny grogans were constantly getting tied up in the matted jungle between my cheeks. It led to much frustration, with me KNOWING that I still had something to drop, but unable to shake the tenacious turd loose from its butthair dwelling. Eventually I would have to do two things: either reach down with some paper and try to pinch off the lingering loaf (which required careful precision to avoid smearing the creature all over my rear, especially since I had no way of seeing what I was doing) or just go for broke, start wiping, and hope that I could remove all the leftover fecal matter before the toilet paper reached its Can't-Be-Flushed threshold.

I was contemplating this problem, when I had what seemed at the time to be a bright idea. "Hey! This is my butt and my butt-hair, right? So why don't I just eliminate all the hair, and then my grogans will flow out like beer from a keg!" I said to myself. It is a statement that will go down in history with a lot of other regretted statements. "How many Indians could there be?" said by General Custer. "Looks like a good day for a drive!" by JFK. "There! America On-Line now has complete Usenet access!" by some idiot system tech. Such was my anal shaving idea.

I performed the operation that night, with a cheap disposable razor and a towel to sit on. Starting from the bottom, and shaving from the crack to the cheeks, I began the arduous process of ridding my butt of hair. Occasionally, I would have to clean the razor of accumulated hair and miscellaneous slime, which I did by wiping it on the towel. Slowly, my twin mounds and the between-ravine began to resemble the hairless cheeks of a newborn baby. Finally, I wiped the razor one last time, and surveyed my work. The towel was covered with a pile of hair. My cheeks were smooth as ivory. I smiled, satisfied, thinking my troubles were over.

Little did I know.

I now have a great respect for anal-hair. Like everything in this world God created, it has its mighty purpose in existence. It was only after I had removed it that I started to learn how much I had been taking it for granted. For one, it provides friction. I learned this the next day, when I walked out into the sun heading for class. After climbing two flights of stairs and starting to sweat, I started to notice something unpleasant. The sweat was accumulating in my crack, and was causing the unpleasant sensation of my two cheeks sliding past each other with every step. I thought about going to the bathroom and wiping it off, but had to get to class. Eventually, I thought, it would dry.

Unfortunately, it did dry, but only after mingling with the microscopic turd-molecules lingering around my brown starfish. When I stood up after class, my cheeks were stuck together with a slimy sticky brown/sweat combination. As I made my way back to my dorm, it started to itch. It felt like a swarm of ants was making its way up and down my crack. Fighting to keep from jamming my hand down there and scratching away, I rushed back to the dorm.

Unfortunately again, this exertion caused me to sweat, and when I finally reached my room, my cheeks were sliding back and forth against each other like a pair of horny cane toads. I quickly dropped my pants, and attempted to dry my crack off by sticking it in front of a fan and spreading my cheeks. As I pulled the two mounds of flesh apart, a horrible stench burst free and filled the room. Every dog within a 4 block radius started to howl. I had it worst of all, as the ripe aroma of festering poop/sweat went into the fan and blew back into my face. I fought to keep from heaving. And as I sat there, fighting vomit, my cheeks spread and dripping, with the concentrated aroma of my body odor mixed with the tangy smell of my own turds blowing right into my face, I had only one thought: "It will be like this until the hair grows back. Weeks."

Later on, trying to deal as best I could, wiping at every opportunity, I discovered another wonderful use for this hair - ventilation. I attempted to launch a fart, only to have it get stuck between my cheeks. Apparently, with no hair, the two pink twins can get vacuum sealed together, and the result was a frustrating fart that slid up and down between my cheeks like a lost gerbil.

As if that wasn't enough, I whistled for a cab and when it came near the license plate said "Fresh" and it had dice in the mirror. If anything I could tell that this cab was rare but I thought "Nah, forget it, go home to Bel-Air!" I pulled up to a house about 7 or 8 and I yelled to the cabbie "Yo Homes, smell you later!" I looked at my kingdom, I was finally there, to sit on my throne, as the king of Bel-Air.

Did You Know

A kick in the balls is the same as rape.

A kick in the balls, like rape, can cause permanent sexual injury, including sterility.

A kick in the balls, like rape, can permanently affect the victims life and ability to positively interact with the opposite gender.

A kick in the balls, like rape, is specifically designed to humiliate, usually by the opposite gender.

A kick in the balls, like rape, specifically targets the opposite gender's perceived weakness.

In short, assaults on a boys or mans genitals is a sex crime. Perpetrators deserve to be labeled as sexual criminals.