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I'm a mystery wrapped in an enigma wrapped in a tortilla, deep fried to a golden crisp and smothered in sour cream and salsa. After the relatively short amount of years of living on this planet, only now do I feel like I have anything marginally interesting to say about anything. I hope to be able to write funny things for the most part, but don't be surprised if occasionally there appears some weird erotic fiction or a long-winded, philosophical monologue about the meaning of life. It just all depends on how I'm feeling on any given day. One this is for sure though, there will be cute pictures (and in all likelihood, videos) of bunnies and cats from time to time. So you've officially been warned...

Sunday, September 1, 2013

Fanboy Heaven: Chapter 5

     As Seth watched Punk on his hands and knees giving him a show of his naked ass, dropping down on his elbows and sticking it out for him, he continued touching himself. "Unhhhh, you have no idea how long I've been waiting to see that. You have like, the best ass I've ever seen." he said, squeezing himself at the base, feeling it throb and get harder. 
     "Are you kidding me?" Punk asked, his head whipping around to look at Seth. "YOUR ass is fucking amazing...mine isn't even in the same league as yours."
     "I know," Seth replied, rolling his eyes and sighing. "That's all anybody ever wants though...my ass. You know, there's more to me than just a great ass. For example, there's this..." He said, pulling down his briefs, his very hard cock springing out and slapping him in the stomach. He looked at Punk, his tongue sticking out like he was subconsciously trying to indicate to Punk what he wanted.
    "Oh really?" Punk said, although by this time he wasn't quite as surprised. He was, however, extremely turned on by it, and wanted more. "Then bring it over here," he answered, motioning for Seth to get underneath him. 
     Seth didn't need to be told twice. He slipped out of the bat-briefs and deftly worked his way under Punk, that splendid ass lickably close, and Punk watched as Seth's rod settled directly in front of his face. Both moaned in appreciation at the sights in front of them. "Sooo fucking hot," they both said in unison, pausing for a moment and then both laughing quietly, trying not to break the mood. 
     Seth put both hands on Punk's ass cheeks, kneading them together and then spreading them apart several times, enjoying the sight of that sweet little hole flexing against the resistance. He stuck a finger in his mouth and moved it over Punk's entrance, rubbing little circles around it as he licked the cock that was impatiently bouncing in his face.
     Punk gasped as he felt Seth's finger against his asshole, but purred loudly as he also felt the soft, wet tongue on his pent-up dick. He ground it against that hot mouth and bent his head down, using his own tongue to eagerly lick all over Seth's cock, driving him crazy with anticipation before swirling it around the head and sucking it into his mouth.
     Now it was Seth's turn to gasp as he felt that sucking heat enveloping him, sending shuddering waves of pleasure throughout his body. He greedily grabbed Punk's hips and pulled them down to him, licking and kissing and sucking everything within reach. Soon the small room was filled with the sounds of soft slurping noises and them both moaning contentedly, with the occasional crinkling of the comic books beneath them as they shifted around, oblivious to anything else happening outside of their two bodies.
     Punk lifted his head up, Seth's dick coming out of his mouth, slick with his saliva. He sat back a bit more, pushing his ass harder into Seth's face. He responded by jamming his tongue deeply into Punk's tight little hole, moaning as it clenched and then relaxed, allowing him to penetrate further. He took the opportunity to slide a finger in, then a second, that deceivingly small hole more than willing to accept them. He bit the inside of Punk's thigh as he pistoned his fingers in and out. 
     Enraptured moans started to flow from Punk's lips as he felt Seth's fingers penetrating him. "God, you're so fucking good," he said, panting. 
     Seth chuckled, still moving his fingers in and out. "Yeah? What am I so good at, exactly?" He inquired, sinking them in all the way and moving them around inside Punk's hot, slick channel.
     Punk tried to answer, but had a difficult time talking between the slutty moans that were forcing their way out of his mouth at the same time. "Uunnnhhhh fuck yeah....well, if you're half as good with your cock as you are with your fingers, then I'd say I'm gonna be a pretty happy guy here shortly. Mmmhmmm, yeah, don't fucking stop...that's sooo good..." he whined, bucking his ass back against that probing hand.
     Seth grinned widely upon hearing Punk's words. "Oh REALLY? You want me to fuck YOU, is that what you're saying?"
     Punk moved forward a bit, looking back at him. "Well yeah...I mean, if you want to. Look, I know you've probably done this more than I have, and to be honest, I've always wanted to but I've just never had the right opportunity come along before. Is that ok with you?"
     Seth laughed again, unable to believe what he was hearing. "Ha...is that ok...ummmm, YEAH..." He replied, pulling Punk's stiff cock back toward him, licking it like a lollipop. "You want this dick?" He growled, reaching down and holding it straight up, squeezing it upward until a drop of pre-cum appeared at the tip. "Well, suck it some more, and maybe if you do a good enough job I'll pound that cute little ass with it."
     
    
     

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