Just For Olde Times' Sake Or You Can't Go Home Again

[Guest faggot hole]

i don't really go home -- that is to the town where i was raised -- often.  i have been able to make my way in the world at large after years of cocksucking and butt-fucking training by my dad and brother.  And, as i've written previously, i still "see" dad a few times a year for "refresher" training and "advanced skills seminars" -- kind of like the continuing legal education that lawyers have to do; in my case continuing cumsalut education.  i make my way in the world, picking up loads almost at will, pretty well.

 

But, my niece, my brother's oldest girl, was getting this big-deal award of some sort and my bro and his wife -- the former captain of the high school cheerleaders, things hardly change in smallville -- were making this big deal party and i decided to be a good uncle (since nothing more promising was on tap for the weekend) and show my face (rather than my cunt, which is what is usually on display).  So in any event, i'm at the super market picking up some fruits and vegetables for my sister-in-law to use in making dinner when i see this guy who looks vaguely familiar.  He's staring at me and fingering some cucumbers while i am staring at him and feeling some melons for ripeness.   He comes aroung to my side of the display.  "Hey, I know you.  You're Xxxxx's brother."  "Guilty," is all I say.  

 

"Dude!  You remember that time you took on practically the whole team after that upset win against Westside High, my Sophomore year?"  i remembered it well.  i took a total of 17 loads that night from 14 guys on the team and a couple of the coaches, in a session that lasted well beyond 3:00am.  i was sore for pretty nearly a week after that, but after that session, the team went on to win the rest of its scheduled games that season and lasted until the quarter finals in the state championship series.  With similar orgies after each game.

 

"Most of the guys on that team are still around," he said.  "I'll bet I could put together most of the gang for a repeat.  You up for it?"  What cum slut is going to say "no" to that offer?  So it was arranged.  i gave the dude my digits and he said he would text me with the arrangements.  i reminded him that i was only in town for the weekend. 

 

The next morning i got the text.  Twelve of the guys on the team still were in town but only 9 were interested in a repeat fuck-fest, and only one of the coaches.  The high school locker room was available and a time was set.   

 

It was a disappointment.  Face it, it takes practice and attitude to throw a good fuck.  High school boy, hormones raging, and emotionally high after a huge win on the football field, are uninhibited fuckers and primo cum factories.  Guys in their mid-20s who have settled down, married and convinced them selves that they only fuck their wives are less than enthusiastic about fucking a fag, even one that they fucked when they were in high school.  i think if i had had time, i could have revived the spirit of a couple of those guys, but as i said, i was only in town for the wekeend, and i don't go home often.  So, why invest the time and energy?