It's a dark day in RomeThe clouds lie heavy overhead and the atmosphere created by the impending storm is so thick as to be almost tangible. This does not deter Silvio as he stalks towards the Villa Doria Pamphili with his small pack of 'tools' slung over one shoulder. He takes a last drag on his Nazionali Filtro and flicks the glowing butt towards the gutter, where it's quickly extinguished by the first drops of rain.
The storm provides additional cover as Slivio heads into the park, breath quickening as he anticipates what lies ahead, his short, think cock begins to strain against his loose khaki trousers, the tear of pre-cum mixing with the fat drops of rain.
His contact waits for him beneath the curving bridge, the contents of the sack by his feet making muffled grunts and moans as it writhes gently. The man kicks at it with the outside of his foot and gives an urgent Shhh!
Silvio approaches the man and asks, 'Is that it, you got it?'
'Si,' the man replies creating some confusion as to why he would be speaking Italian when Silvio addressed him in English.
'I must see it before I pay,' Silvio insists.
'Very well.' The man reaches down and loosens the drawstrings round the top of the sack and holds it open for Silvio to look inside.
'What is this?' Silvio asks, agitatated. 'This is not what I asked for.'
'No,' the man replies as the orang-u-tang unfurls itself from the confines of the sack and languidly reaches out one long, muscular arm and with no apparent effort snaps Silvio's neck.
The ape climbs out of the sack and begins to carefully tear the clothes away from Silvio's corpse whilst the other man reaches down and claims the fat envelope stuffed with Euros that Silvio had in his jacket pocket. The orang-u-tang casually turns Silvio's body onto its belly and with a grunt pushes its long, thin, pink cock into his anus. As lightning flashes overhead and thunder rumbles across the city, the man watches the ape and slowly rubs his own erection as he waits for his turn. Another flash of lightning reveals the greasy tear of pre-cum staining his loose khaki trousers.
Wasp Box like a nervous random stranger at a glory hole,
Tue 20 Mar 2012, 15:51,
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Hahaha bravo!For some reason I thought it was Smallbrainfield who came up with these, but nicely done.
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barryheadwound Mul-ti-pass? Multipass!,
Tue 20 Mar 2012, 15:52,
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Pffft!He'a a newcomer, I've been doing this for 8 years!
( Wasp Box like a nervous random stranger at a glory hole,
Tue 20 Mar 2012, 15:53,
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Aha! Someone else who has a think cock. I do my best to ignore mine, but occasionally it's smarter than I am.
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blyerkit e k trilby,
Tue 20 Mar 2012, 16:41,
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hahaI might write a whole story about a think cock now.
( Wasp Box like a nervous random stranger at a glory hole,
Tue 20 Mar 2012, 16:52,
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Ha ha ha!Hooray! I hope you're posting this in the special place as well.
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Smallbrainfield,
Tue 20 Mar 2012, 16:20,
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Yes, although already lined up a bunch of old ones for this weeksince JJ seems to have stopped asking. As you can see, I'll readily change my, er, loyalties though.
( Wasp Box like a nervous random stranger at a glory hole,
Tue 20 Mar 2012, 16:24,
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BORING.
Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob,
Tue 20 Mar 2012, 16:33,
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Oh come on, it's raining and everything Wasp Box like a nervous random stranger at a glory hole,
Tue 20 Mar 2012, 16:36,
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