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» Unexpected Nudity

My mate Trev...
One of my best friends was having a sleepover for his 12th birthday, and after watching some shit movie, his mum told us all that it was very late (10pm) and that we should go to bed. Reluctantly, we strolled downstairs to my mates living room, which would be serving as our bedroom for the night. His mum was kind of alright though; she said we could talk until 11, but we'd have to go to bed then.

There was four of us in total, and we were pretty good friends too. But you know how it is; there's always the bitch of the group. His name was Trev. Trev was a nice kid, but we would constantly poke fun at the fact that he had an extremely distinctive lisp. Anyway, we were all getting changed into our nighties, and making sure that we never even glanced at each others bodies for fear of being called a homo.

When all of a sudden, Trev took off his shorts and t-shirt, so he was left wearing only his boxers and his socks, and jumped onto the sofa, repeatedly shouting "Look at me! Look at me! I can play cricket with my willy!" with a huge grin plastered on his face, as he jumped up and down.

All four of us burst out laughing, and Trev, believing that he could actually make us laugh without being the butt of our jokes, started to pretend that he could use his cock as a cricket bat, and hit an imaginary ball for six. That was pretty funny for us as kids and we were all doubled over with laughter. We did laugh at some silly things.

But then, he did something REALLY odd. I can still remember his exact words. He stopped jumping around, removed his boxers, revealing his cock and said, with a real look of excitement on his face, in a cheesy American accent "Oh yeah baby, put that ball up ma butt 'cause I'm up for some lovin' tonight". He then started mooning us. Trev cracked up and couldn't stop chuckling. However, the three of us, who had enjoyed his show until this point, fell silent.

After around 30 seconds of Trev rofling, he calmed down, and saw the look on our faces. He then got down off of the sofa and put his clothes back on as if nothing had happened. The three of us were in awe.

"TREV'S A HOMO! TREV'S A HOMO! TREV IS A HOMO!" My mate Adam started screaming.
"No I'm not, I'm not a homo!" He screeched in his defence.
"You are!" Adam said.
We then began to chant "HOMO! HOMO! HOMO! HOMO! HOMO! HOMO! HOMO! HOMO! HOMO! HOMO! HOMO! HOMO! HOMO! HOMO!" until Trev started crying.

But, instead of showing pity on the poor kid, we circled around him, and beat him up. And that was just the starter for the night. We really were asshats.
(Thu 28th May 2009, 23:39, More)