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PERVERSATILE

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  1. Damn Lil' Mister- Yeah you are a "Good Boy" I can tell. Who's a Good Boy? Puppy wanna treat? Yep, nothin but ear scratches, belly rubs and DoggystyleButtFuckin for you puppers. Tekker and get off the goddamn couch. Good Boy.
  2. Holy Fuck Buddy-That was some real Masterclass Level David Attenborough shit right there. Tonight on BBC ''Witness first hand Unbridled Rabid Cock Frenzied Fuck Lust as we explore the Savage Beauty of this hidden world of Passionate Raw Brutal Ass-Pounding Skull-Fucking Pig Style Oinkery and the Men who thrive in its harsh environs." You done Good! Somebody fetch me my God Damn Swoon Jug.
  3. My all time favourite- I was riding this bloke's cock in a video cabin when he popped me one on the ass, real hard and snarled, "Loosen that shit up! Stop trying to trick me, I know you're a whore!"
  4. Cock Snot/Cock Slobber/Splatter Batter Knuckle Babies/Your wife's babies Spunk/Jizz/Load/Seed ''Monkey Juice" -my Granddaddy's answer when I asked him, "What's that PawPaw?"
  5. I hooked up with a couple of married blokes at the adult book store last summer, went back to their place, wallered around some and then pretty much passed out. I woke up in a blindingly bright sunlit room with fuckin' bird singing and the sound of someone grunting, ''fuckmefuckmefuckmefuckme.'' Baby Boy Junior was cork screwing his gooey cumdump down past my wrist, riding my right paw, (my 'mean hand' as compared to my 'sweet hand' which is my left paw) using nothing but last nights loads & huffing on a pair of popper soaked underwear with the curtains wide open so the neighbors could watch him slut out, which was his regular daily habit the very minute Big Papa Daddy left for work. Great way to start the day in my opinion, except for the birds and sunshine bullshit.
  6. Yeah. Sure... I mean... yeah, if... that poster was a grainy black & white photo of a 'Missing Child on a Milk Carton' sure. But only in the context of there's a Hell filled with Milk Cartons, and you're the kind of person who thinks, "Well, if there are Milk Cartons in Hell, there must be Televisions. They've got television, so there has to be television shows.'' Followed almost immediately by, ''I wonder what an After School Special in Hell would be about?" It would be about Tammy. A Very Special Episode, about a young woman's brain, soaked in Thorazine and brittle from years of shock treatments. Mostly it's about perseverance, and how every morning she gets up and faces each new day with the grim determination to do at least one truly fucked-up thing that will really Piss God Off.
  7. ErosWired- Buck up Junior! Growing up with practically no information is a hell of a lot better than growing up with a mother who's the CEO of The Bible Says Sex is Evil Inc. and responds to her child's natural curiosity with such choice bon mots as "If you so much as touch a boy's penis, even accidentally you will go straight to the fiery pits of Hell and be made to suffer a constant never ending agony for all of eternity.'' Like my friend Tammy who got caught when she 12 years old, getting fucked by a dog behind the sacred pavilion of the Eastern Star at the Rainbow Girls (IORG) Bible Camp. Frankly I think her mom should have been more specific.
  8. I distinctly remember my dad* telling me when I was about 11 years old there was nothing wrong with masturbating when you're a kid, and it's even okay to crank one out with a buddy, but and I quote, "When you're knee deep in free pussy there just ain't no reason for a full grown man to have to jerk off. " *Dad 's currently age 72, on his fifth wife, and has the same side piece he's been throwin' it to since the fourth wife. This last time he was getting married, I told him I was going to be out of the country and promised, "Cross my heart, if you don't give me any grief or raise hell about missing your wedding, I swear to God I will come to the next one. I'll even wear a suit & tie." Later on my brother's wife said, "That sure was a shitty thing to say in front of your Daddy's fiancée. I almost peed my pants.''
  9. Hell Son- Just pick your fun, pick your color and do it. If it works once, Well Hell Yeah Buddy-you won. If it doesn't, and your peers want to give you the stink eye, just tell those grotty little fucks that you're celebrating your cultural roots as a gay man, then tell them hanky codes are huge in Europe, and you saw Gus Kenworthy at an afterhours party flagging Hot Pink.
  10. That would be a ''Two-bit Whore'' and there's a huge difference, like almost a 49 dollars & 50 cents difference.
  11. ''You can lead a whore to culture but you can't make her think.'' -Dorothy Parker "There are 3 things you have to know to be a 50$ Hooker: You gotta know how to act. You gotta know how to fuck. And you gotta know how to count to fifty." -China Blue
  12. Math is Hard & So am I. I think it's cute y'all keep count. There ain't no first prize for taking the most loads. The Load Is The Prize. -xoxo
  13. “The road of excess leads to the palace of wisdom. You never know what is enough until you know what is more than enough.”- William Blake "I like pushing buttons, pushing boundaries and pushing my luck." -Scott Latoure
  14. Damn- Your young hero's wanton descent into depravity has a tank draining, nut splattering feel of authenticity to it bordering on semi-autobiographical. Well fuckin' done Mister
  15. Damn Mister - Up until this second the dirtiest, raunchy, raw, sadistic drug fueled accounting of violence and extreme domination was ''Hogg'' by Samuel R. Delaney (a must read if you haven't), and you make his adventures of an abusive, sexually deviant, Kidnapping Pimp Rapist look like ''Grandpa has a candy bar in his pocket.'' You did an astounding job, You should be very proud of this.
  16. A good southern boy would wait for the offer of an invitation, but I'll not scorn you for your eagerness.
  17. You lads with the dual natures., the good little lad versus the one that's two legged trouble are always twice as fun or twice as much work, but always worth the effort.
  18. Cash. The most important part of the experience is the CASH*. Even if you're goal is to wreck a bitch or totally break him, you still gotta charge at least a dollar, or a 1/2 a pack of smokes. Nothing makes a banged-out boy cunt feel more like a CumDump/JizzBag/TownPump/WorthlessWhore than knowing he just got knocked up by a hobo for 50¢ in pennies. After your whore pays for the hotel room and party supplies out of his own pocket, you keep all the cash, 'cause it ain't easy being a Pimp. *There are blokes that get off on paying large bank for a tumble because of -fuck who knows? Self-worth, self-esteem issues, Fuck it, you're not his mommy, book those guys for very last, when your lad's hole is completely banged out and sloppy, ruined basically, then tell the bloke if he wants to smash his lil' twig up in that blubbery cunt it's gonna cost twice the previously agreed upon price, and to take the offer or fuck off. (They always take the offer)
  19. Damn Son- Here I am thinking there's no romance left in the world. Sweet fuckin' story.
  20. Damn... I fuckin'... shit. I mean. I forgot to breathe.
  21. Few dollars have been so well spent.
  22. When you got that good home-schooled boy hole, everyday is Father's Day.
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