Candy Came Over With Film Of Daniel
I spend the long weekend at home with a crystal bag and porn on dvd, hard drive and online. Shrug. I don't mind being on my own with meth, in fact I like it. I love that feeling, those filthy thoughts that come from the crystal pipe. Everything becomes a filthy mind fuck, everyone is in my sights. I get really sick thoughts, some of which I would never share with you here. Not a chance. (Oh, I could, they are nothing, I’d get arrested for)
Let's just say, I never have to watch MILF's fucking their hot sons ever again. Those hot sons, good sorts. My son’s best friend. We see how you look at him.
Daniel was away in Sydney after spending the week up there for a medical conference.
There was a ring on the doorbell and I don't know why I answered it, but I did and it was Candy. I love Candy, she is such a boy in a girl's body. She is such a filthy beta male, just missing a cock. She's just dirty. She and I get on really well.
"Look at you," she said. "What have you been doing?"
I was dressed just in my undies and a t-shirt. I shrugged. "I know, I'm maggotted."
She laughed. She held a USB in her hand. "Then I am sure you are going to love this."
"What?"
"Oh, just something I recorded for you." She laughed. "I'm sure you are going to love it."
“Really?”
Candy plugged the usb into my TV. The screen came on, it was dark. I could make out my brother, Daniel, laying back on a bed dressed in black shorts, naked chest. Drug fucked smile. He’s got good legs, has Daniel.
"Come on baby," said a voice. It was Candy, I'm sure. "Show Mamma."
Daniel smiled a crooked, drug fucked smile.
"Show Mamma what'cha got."
Daniel rubbed his hand over the bulge in those blue boxers.
"Come on baby."
He lay his head back. A hand came from the camera person and tugged on the elastic across his flat abdomen.
“Show the people what they want to see,” said Candy’s voice low and husky.
Her hand pulled the elastic towards her and Daniel’s half woody fell out into view.
“Come on baby, rubbed it for me.”
It was pretty seedy, Daniel was munted. He took his thick cock in his hand and began to rub it slowly, hardening, lovingly, like all boys do. Pretty soon he had a rock hard todger. It was beautiful. A drop of precum dripped from the end of his knob.
I felt a hand on my hardening cock.
“See, I told you…”
I pushed Candy’s hand away. “You’re not allowed to do that. Girl’s aren’t allowed to touch gay boy’s cocks.”
She laughed. “I knew you’d like it, baby. Daniel has a beautiful cock… just like I bet you have.”
“Ha ha,” I said, as I rolled on to my back.
She leapt into my arms and kissed me, I didn’t even care that she was lying on my hardon. She was soft and small and smelt like perfume.
Her wet lips touched my ear and she said all breathy. “It’s just not fair that you like boys.”
“Not fair for who?”
She kissed my neck and my jaw and my cheek. It felt nice, kind of. Touch. Smell. Taste. I guided her hands back to her, only a few times and she got the idea.
Then we were two bodies laying on a bed together, grooving to our own groove.
We lay arm to arm and watched Daniel jerk off. He came in big strands of white spoof, which he sprayed all over himself. He looked cross-eyed. Moments later, he didn't seem to know what he'd done, when he looked at his hands. The film stopped.
“Impressive,” I slurred. I felt like I'd seen something I wasn't supposed to.
“It feels even better when it is inside you,” said Candy.
Girl's never seem to know when to stop.
Let's just say, I never have to watch MILF's fucking their hot sons ever again. Those hot sons, good sorts. My son’s best friend. We see how you look at him.
Daniel was away in Sydney after spending the week up there for a medical conference.
There was a ring on the doorbell and I don't know why I answered it, but I did and it was Candy. I love Candy, she is such a boy in a girl's body. She is such a filthy beta male, just missing a cock. She's just dirty. She and I get on really well.
"Look at you," she said. "What have you been doing?"
I was dressed just in my undies and a t-shirt. I shrugged. "I know, I'm maggotted."
She laughed. She held a USB in her hand. "Then I am sure you are going to love this."
"What?"
"Oh, just something I recorded for you." She laughed. "I'm sure you are going to love it."
“Really?”
Candy plugged the usb into my TV. The screen came on, it was dark. I could make out my brother, Daniel, laying back on a bed dressed in black shorts, naked chest. Drug fucked smile. He’s got good legs, has Daniel.
"Come on baby," said a voice. It was Candy, I'm sure. "Show Mamma."
Daniel smiled a crooked, drug fucked smile.
"Show Mamma what'cha got."
Daniel rubbed his hand over the bulge in those blue boxers.
"Come on baby."
He lay his head back. A hand came from the camera person and tugged on the elastic across his flat abdomen.
“Show the people what they want to see,” said Candy’s voice low and husky.
Her hand pulled the elastic towards her and Daniel’s half woody fell out into view.
“Come on baby, rubbed it for me.”
It was pretty seedy, Daniel was munted. He took his thick cock in his hand and began to rub it slowly, hardening, lovingly, like all boys do. Pretty soon he had a rock hard todger. It was beautiful. A drop of precum dripped from the end of his knob.
I felt a hand on my hardening cock.
“See, I told you…”
I pushed Candy’s hand away. “You’re not allowed to do that. Girl’s aren’t allowed to touch gay boy’s cocks.”
She laughed. “I knew you’d like it, baby. Daniel has a beautiful cock… just like I bet you have.”
“Ha ha,” I said, as I rolled on to my back.
She leapt into my arms and kissed me, I didn’t even care that she was lying on my hardon. She was soft and small and smelt like perfume.
Her wet lips touched my ear and she said all breathy. “It’s just not fair that you like boys.”
“Not fair for who?”
She kissed my neck and my jaw and my cheek. It felt nice, kind of. Touch. Smell. Taste. I guided her hands back to her, only a few times and she got the idea.
Then we were two bodies laying on a bed together, grooving to our own groove.
We lay arm to arm and watched Daniel jerk off. He came in big strands of white spoof, which he sprayed all over himself. He looked cross-eyed. Moments later, he didn't seem to know what he'd done, when he looked at his hands. The film stopped.
“Impressive,” I slurred. I felt like I'd seen something I wasn't supposed to.
“It feels even better when it is inside you,” said Candy.
Girl's never seem to know when to stop.
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