(For those of you unfamiliar with Tony’s blog, you really owe yourself a visit. The shit reads like Penthouse Forum for fuck-hungry bisexual S&M sex pigs.)
Last weekend began innocently enough, with a boy from Portland known as The Pup in town for a sex visit. Tony writes, “Saturday afternoon while we were fooling around with him servicing my cock, I realized that I hadn’t yet shoved a puppy tail butt plug up this cute pup’s ass… [he quickly] went from cute pup of a boy servicing daddy to full blown, bone-slobbering-cock-gobbling puppy mode.”
Later that night, after downing a few gallons of beer and showing off his puppy-tailed prize at local watering hole The Cuff, Tony and The Pup returned home for some watersports action in the middle of his hardwood-floored apartment:
My torrent was even more massive than the Pup’s. I completely drenched him and the puddle of piss beneath us turned to a pool. As I finished, the Pup giggled and splashed me with some of the piss.
“Oh? You think that’s funny?” I asked while using my bare foot to splash his body with the piss from the pool on the floor. He giggled. I laughed and did it again. He giggled and I laughed again. I went to splash him once more… only this time I lost my footing and my feet slid out from under me, then… CRACK!… my head hit the deck first… Lights Out.When I came to (Pup says I was only out a few seconds) I thought for sure I had cracked my head open and would find myself in a pool of blood but thankfully that wasn’t the case.
Take this as a lesson kids: If you’re going to engage in watersports, you may want to consider doing it in a bathroom with one of those rubber mats meant for keeping old people from slipping and killing themselves. Either there, or on a set of rubber sheets.
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