Monday 27 May 2013

Uncle's longing


He heard the front door, quickly rolled over on the bed, the door of his bedroom kept ajar, hoping that the inviting sight would be enough for his uncle to venture in and take him. 

It was a hot night, watching horny videos on the net earlier had driven him to distraction, but all the time, all he was thinking of was his uncle. Last time anything happened between them was a while back. They'd never discussed it after and it never happened again and he was missing it. 

He knew that his uncle had been out with his mates for some beers, and he also knew that his uncle was often horny after beers. He spied on him many times watching porn on the laptop in the living room, stroking his meat to men fucking, then pass out. He recalls tip toeing to his uncle while he was snoring, and licking the cum of his leg or stomach. That is the closer he got to be intimate with him.

He simulated sleep, his heart beating faster and faster while he laid there hopeful. He heard noises, the drop of keys on the floor, then the clinging of bottles, and a murmur of voices. His heart started to beat even faster, his uncle was not alone...

Monday 13 May 2013

2625 is the answer: Luton Sauna Adventure

2625 is the answer: Luton Sauna Adventure: The call of Luton sauna, the darkened jacuzzi area He is there being ignored you sit next to him he looks at you then l...

Sunday 12 May 2013

Luton Sauna Adventure




The call of Luton sauna,
the darkened jacuzzi area
He is there
being ignored
you sit next to him
he looks at you then looks away
you tremble in excitement and fear
maybe he does not like you
Then you feel his enormous thigh touching the side of you
pushing
you do not dare move
he pushes 
he pushes more
you resist 
do not move
and stay put
the cheap smell of chloride stings your nostrils
the water splashes your eyes
it makes you grimace
his thick hand then rests on your thigh
sliding slowly
firmly
goes up towards your cock
he touches it
roughly at first
then realised how hard you are
he becomes gentler
you turned to him
he is now staring at you
you put your hand down towards his cock
it is big and thick
not yet fully erect however
you feel the discharge, oily and silky coming out of the head
he grabs the back of your head 
and dig his tong down the back of your throat
you are about to explode with joy


you now live the jacuzzi area
and follow his huge stature 
in the dark corridors
until you reach a quiet room

you enter
he follows in
and closes the door…..


Friday 10 May 2013

News from afar...


Thick Alan, from Glasgow.

Indeed, I remember leaving a certain premises in Peckham - with a smile on my face ... it was only the next day, when walking through town, I glanced down to find a trophy such as yours on the front of my leather jacket.

A dried, long trophy - stretching from my lapel to the base of the zip. A snail-trail that spoke a thousand words to anyone who cast eyes upon it.

Instantly I took my jacket off and [no, I didn't put it on the ground and roll around on it like a she-dog trying to scent myself in the glory that is eau de 2625!!] was forced to conceal my trophy - until I was able to wash it in the restroom upstairs a the Kings Arms, Poland St. London.

These are the moments we live for my love. We feed on these moments - for our souls burn ever brighter as we sink further into the debauchery and cheapness we bath in.

I can imagine Thick Alan and you know I feel love for him - without even ever seeing him. We are connected you and I. Forever twisted-together sisters of adoration and glory.

My news:

Wayne leaves me for six weeks - traveling to Alaska with friends.

This saddens me.

However, do not feel anger for me when I tell you he has only started having sex with men in the last eleven months.

Do not feel jealous when I tell you he is THICK and HARD every time.

Do not feel ripped off when I tell you he is a fantastic kisser and that, at times, we kiss for over an hour.

Do not feel remorse when I tell you his lovely, fat face looks so hot when he towers above me - drilling holes into me - grunting with his totally animalistic, sexually charged green eyes blazing into the night.

Do not wish me dead when I tell you his precum tastes sweet, but peppery and that it turns me into a moaning, thrusting cum-slut from beyond the threshold of decency.

And please, please, please do not commit suicide when I tell you he asks me every time if I 'want his cum'.

Do not.

Do not

Do not.

Please do not.




Alan from Scotland



My dearest, my darling,


I miss you terribly of course, life is not quite the same without you...

I went to a club on Saturday, first time in the place, must be 2 years at least since I was in a club... so was not holding my breath...

I had a great time, had a couple of very nice encounter, Alan from Glasgow being the bestest, thick indeed! Very thick... I came over his chest, in the playroom to the rhythm of Rihanna, he came over my jeans... did not realize that until I left the place... oh well treat that as a trophy I guess... I must have horrified the smokers outside that saw me leaving with a grin... but who cares, I was happy, happy, happy....

Rihanna has that special ring now, everytime I hear the song, I need to get on my knees and wet my trousers... Dearest, what should I do? I am in 2625 need, I need thick, THICK Alan, I miss him terribly, I love him, I know I do, I want his THICK, THICK instrument of torture, his love muscle, he made me happy, he made me real....

How I miss him so!  xxxx