As their kiss deepened, their hands started to move.
Like the kiss, it was a caress at first. Caressing though, ultimately wouldn't last. They started to tear at each other's clothes with a Bachannalian lust. Shirts, belts and trousers were flung all over the bedroom with a reckless abandon.

"I want you- now" breathed Monty, heavily, in between kissing, gasping for breath and fumbling with FreeFair's belt. FreeFair responded in kind, slowly giving way to his animal passions. Eventually, all their clothes were off, thrown everywhere with gay abandon.

Monty, slowing things down a notch, looked into FreeFair's eyes, and pushed him back on the bed, and took him in his mouth.
(The Luggage is haunted..., Mon 25 Jul 2011, 17:20, 2 replies, latest was 15 years ago)

Kindly cease and desist.


Thanks awfully.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 25 Jul 2011, 17:21, Reply)

At first, Monty just licked FreeFare's shaft with the tip of his tongue.
Teasing, FreeFare's previously limp member became turgid. Monty kept on kissing, licking, teasing, until FreeFare could take it no more. He roughly grabbed Monty's head and shoved it on his mouth. Monty took the cue, and began sucking like a man possessed. Dyson hoovers would have been suitably impressed.

As Monty's head bobbed up and down, FreeFare laid back, enjoying the sensation. And then, Monty stopped, and looked up. "I want you inside me- now".
(The Luggage is haunted..., Mon 25 Jul 2011, 17:23, Reply)

I'm not joking. Please stop this.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 25 Jul 2011, 17:26, Reply)

And so it was.
FreeFare reached for the tube of KY, and squeezed some onto a fingertip. Lightly at first, he began to tickle Monty's anus, round and round, before slowly inserting his finger. Sliding it in and out, Monty began bucking backwards in obvious appreciation. FreeFare then inserted another finger, and then another, until his hand was inside Monty, up to his wrist. Monty writhed in obvious ecstasy, as FreeFare fisted him like an angry god. Eventually, FreeFare removed his hand, and entered Monty fully.
(The Luggage is haunted..., Mon 25 Jul 2011, 17:26, Reply)

I am now planning your death.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 25 Jul 2011, 17:27, Reply)

Nearly there..
please don't stop
( CQ Knows the truth, all of it., Mon 25 Jul 2011, 17:28, Reply)

make sure you've got a splash proof
covering on your keyboard
( Citizen Cavy Admires your passion for conformity, Mon 25 Jul 2011, 17:29, Reply)

But of course
quite adept at typing left handed too. now where's the next instalment?
( CQ Knows the truth, all of it., Mon 25 Jul 2011, 17:30, Reply)

FreeFare began to move, slowly at first.
And then increasing his pace, he grabbed Monty's tumescent boner, and started pumping for all he was worth. They moved, back and forth, rolling around the bed, each lost in their passing and lust for each other. Monty bit the pillow to stifle a cry.

FreeFare's pace increased, until he could take it no more, and he came. Monty came at the same time, with the stimulation of his prostate and FreeFare's reacharound, and both collapsed on the bed, completely out of breath.

Monty felt totally disgusted with himself, and kicked FreeFare out into the street, naked and covered with sweat, hoping to never see him again.
(The Luggage is haunted..., Mon 25 Jul 2011, 17:30, Reply)

'Ask fucking Nick Clegg to take you in.'

( Amberl was stripey and dominated Europe, Mon 25 Jul 2011, 17:30, Reply)

I think that one line is possibly funnier than everything I've written in my last few posts.

(The Luggage is haunted..., Mon 25 Jul 2011, 17:33, Reply)

As do I.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 25 Jul 2011, 17:33, Reply)

You would, I just had you biting the pillow.

(The Luggage is haunted..., Mon 25 Jul 2011, 17:34, Reply)

*applauds*
a work of poetic genius good sir.
( CQ Knows the truth, all of it., Mon 25 Jul 2011, 17:33, Reply)

now wash your hands

( Citizen Cavy Admires your passion for conformity, Mon 25 Jul 2011, 17:34, Reply)

Yes Miss.

( CQ Knows the truth, all of it., Mon 25 Jul 2011, 17:35, Reply)

I'm glad you appreciate it.
I just explained what I was doing to a colleague. They gave me a look of something along the lines of 0_o.
(The Luggage is haunted..., Mon 25 Jul 2011, 17:35, Reply)

I'm so glad none of my colleagues notice my silent quaking as I endeavoured to keep my mirth inside.
Explaining that would have been hard.
( CQ Knows the truth, all of it., Mon 25 Jul 2011, 17:36, Reply)

rule 1: never explain

( Citizen Cavy Admires your passion for conformity, Mon 25 Jul 2011, 17:36, Reply)

Miss, miss
Why?
( CQ Knows the truth, all of it., Mon 25 Jul 2011, 17:39, Reply)

.
( Citizen Cavy Admires your passion for conformity, Mon 25 Jul 2011, 17:39, Reply)