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This TS is back in TO. For awhile.
She's got enough SouthAmeriCash to live happily ever after. Pony Farmers paid her well. She was their hired hands at the keyboard. The Classy Bitch was discovered and delivered at eunuch.org. Funny thing about fantasies, you see. Sometimes you don't know you have one or one hundred until someone lets one slip in otherwise routine conversation. "I wish I was Saddam," he said. "Then I would be the lucky one, because everyone would want to cut my balls off." The rest of the party of eight dining with him atop the revolving Skylon had their jaws drop about the same 50 meters as Niagara Falls down below. That someone would want to lose their balls was surprising to most of his elegantly attired friends who had been having, until then, what they all considered to be elegant conversation. "My sister made me do it," he said, trying to break them out of their daze. "She taught me to suck cock." The daze became a stupor. But there should have been no surprise. He was from West Virginia. As the question is often asked, "If a husband and wife in West Virginia get divorced, are they still brother and sister?" The sister is my friend. We used to work for the same phone sex company, but I got bored. Guys call to talk about their fantasies but they haven't even discovered what their fantasies are. Let alone be anxious enough to leap into the ether of fantastic realism. Chey, the un-shy, didn't get bored. What else is there to do in West Virginia. Except forcing your brother to become a first-rate fag. They lived together at WVU. Her room had rules: only naked to cross the threshold. He the senior, she the frosh, but the frosh was the more senior in sex. She'd show him gay porn while he laid hard-cock-down on the bed. She'd toy his ass with her favorite dildo. Soon he was completely tuned in to the great vibes, the cosmic attraction of a beautiful hard cock - a tractor beam pulling him into the lust for cum. Then she took her bro into a peep. They were a little drunk as they watched the different movies. They both discovered the glory hold at the same time, when two fingers beckoned from beyond. "Go ahead, stick your cock in there," she coaxed her brother. He'd get hard but go quickly limp. She told him what to do. "Watch those cute guys sucking each other on the screen, stroke your cock, and stick it back in when you're almost ready to cum." She was so turned on watching her brother fuck the wall. Both hands up high. Eyes still on the fabulous film of fags in heat. What a happy smile when he came and came and came. He still tells her it was the best cum load of his life. Then, a big black boner slides - inch by inch by inch by inch by inch by inch by inch by inch by inch by inch by inch by inch - into their booth. "Go ahead and suck it off," she coaxed again. She was a little jealous that her brother was sucking the biggest and most wonderful cock she had ever seen. But she was a loyal and gifted coach. After that first gusher, of which he was so proud to have sucked a man to climax on his very first try, all he wanted was cum. Breakfast, lunch, dinner, midnight snack. Then came the cross-dressing. He's got great legs and a great ass. Everyone says so. Even the girls at Victoria's Secret up in Pittsburgh where he can be open and out - no vagueness about his fagness. But now he wants smaller panties. Lose the balls first is the easiest he found out. (He and his sister researched it on the internet). Now everyone in the revolving dining room is spinning in wonderment as he revealed his desire. After graduation from WVU (majoring in sucking of major cock, I think) he moved to TO, where he knew his sister had a few good friends. But more importantly because he knew that in TO you can get, or lose, almost anything you want.
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