THIS IS SO UNCOMFORTABLE, AHHroflolmaomgJanuary 26 2009, 06:35:01 UTC
"MORGANA, ARE YOU SURE ABOUT THIS," ARTHUR DOESN'T REALLY ASK, MORE SQUEAKS OUT AND HOPES FOR THE BEST.
"IT'LL BE JUST LIKE THE EXAMS GAIUS GIVES YOU, JUST MORE PLEASUREABLE," SHE REPLIES, AND SILENTLY ADDS A probably. SHE SMOTHERS A LAUGH AT THE DESPAIRED LOOK ON ARTHUR'S FACE.
"I'M ALMOST CERTAIN GAIUS NEVER EXAMINED ME WITH A THIRTEEN INCH BLACK STICK, MORGANA, AND IF TWO FINGERS IS UNCOMFORTABLE THAN WHAT THE HELL AM I GOING TO DO AFTER YOU'VE SHOVED THAT MONSTROSITY UP MY ARSE?" ARTHUR FLICKS HIS GLORIOUS BLONDE HAIR OUT OF HIS EYES AND HIS LOWER LIP QUIVERS.
MORGANA SHAKES HER HEAD. "DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT, ARTHUR, I PROMISE YOU'LL ENJOY IT," AND WITH OUT MUCH FURTHER WARNING ARTHUR BECOMES AQUAINTED WITH WHAT MORGANA AFFECTIONATELY CALLS 'UTHER'S MIDNIGHT STALLION.' AT FIRST, ARTHUR PROTESTS.
IN FACT, ARTHUR PROTESTS RATHER LOUDLY, BUT MORGANA HAD BEEN EXPECTING THIS. SHE PULLS A RATHER CONVENIENT SCARF OUT OF HER BOSSOM AND GAGS NO WAIT, THAT'S APPROPRIATE, GAGS ARTHUR. MORGANA FIGURES IT JUST ADDS TO THE LOOK, WHAT WITH
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I'M HAVING A FUN TIME AT SUMMER CAMP, ONLY THIS FAT KID KEEPS STEALING ALL THE CANDY YOU SENT ME. ALSO, I FELL OUT OF THE CANOE THE OTHER DAY AND SPRAINED MY ANKLE. AND THE STUPID "CAMP SLASHDRAGON" T-SHIRTS THEY MAKE US WEAR ARE STUPID. I'M PART OF TEAM AN-WHORE-A AND IT MAKES ME MAD BECAUSE I WANTED TO BE A UNICORN AND THEY WOULDN'T LET ME. ALL THE COUNSELORS HATE ME, ESPECIALLY UTHER, BECAUSE HE IS SECRETLY SATAN. AND I HAVE TO GO MAKE A DREAMCATCHER NOW, SO I'LL WRITE MORE LATER.
(I'M BORED AND THE COMM'S BEEN REALLY QUIET. IT'S DEPRESSING. SO YES, PORN WOULD BE LOVELY)
YOU SHOULD BE. JUST BECAUSE WE'RE IN THE SAME CABIN DOES NOT MEAN WE SHARE CANDY. I CAN TOTALLY SEE THE TWINKIES YOU HID UNDER THE FLOORBOARDS, BTW. EVERYONE KNOWS.
COMMENT PORN COMMENT PORN COMMENT PORN! I'M SICK OF BRAIDING MORGANA'S HAIR AND IT IS FAR TOO EASY TO SCARE GWEN WITH GHOST STORIES AND THEN SOMETIMES THEY LOCK ME OUT OF THE CABIN AND MAKE WEIRD NOISES AND WHEN I TRIED TO LOOK IN THE WINDOW THEY CLOSED THE BLINDS BUT NOT BEFORE I GOT A PEEP OF MORGANA'S BOOOOOOOOOOBIES!
ALSO OMG THAT'S SO AWESOME I LOVE MORGANA'S BOOBS DEAR YOU SHOULD NOT OBJECTIFY WOMEN IN THIS WAY, I'M VERY DISAPPOINTED IN YOU AND YOU'LL RECIEVE A SPANKING UPON YOUR RETURN.
I'M SORRY. IT'S JUST HER BOOBIES WERE ALL I COULD SEE AND IT WAS LIKE LIFE SUDDENLY MADE SENSE AND I KNOW IT WAS WRONG BUT I COULDN'T HELP BUT PUT MY HAND DOWN MY PANTS. *LINES UP FOR SPANKING* *TRIES NOT TO LOOK TOO EAGER*
THIS IS SO LONG.roflolmaomgJanuary 26 2009, 07:24:12 UTC
COLIN SUCKS A LINE OF HICKEYS JUST UNDER BRADLEY'S HIP BONE, WHERE NO ONE BUT BRADLEY WILL SEE THEM. NO ONE BUT BRADLEY, CATCHING A GLIMPSE OF HIMSELF IN THE HOTEL'S BATHROOM MIRROR, AS HE'S STEPPING OUT OF THE SHOWER AND JUST BEFORE THE MIRROR FOGS UP. HE'LL FIND THE OTHER BRUISES WHEN HE WIPES AWAY THE FOG WITH HIS HAND.
THE WAY COLIN KEEPS HIM ON THE EDGE, KEEPS BRADLEY'S MUSCLES SO TAUGHT AND HIS TOES CURLED, MAKES HIM FEEL THE STRETCH IN HIS CALVES AND IN THE ARCHES OF HIS FEET WHEN HE LEANS OVER THE SINK TO SPLASH WATER ON HIS FACE.
BRADLEY'S LARGER, BROAD-SHOULDERED AND WELL-MUSCLED AND MILES OF GOLDEN SKIN. HE KNOWS THIS, BUT HE CAN'T UNDERSTAND HOW COLIN FUCKING MORGAN CAN PIN HIM DOWN WITH ONE FOREARM, OR PRESS HIS THUMBS HARD ENOUGH INTO BRADLEY'S HIPS THAT HE HAS NO CHOICE BUT TO LAY STILL
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FREE COMMMENNNTT POOORRRNN. UGGGHHH. THIS IS ALL A GIRL EVER WANTS TO HEAR AT 8 THIRTY AM, REALLY. ESPECIALLY WHEN NO SLEEP HAS BEEN HAPPENING FOR A WHILE NOW.
BUT IF THAT MEANS I GET TO BE HERE IRL FOR THIS, THEN GOD, SO WORTH IT. ISN'T PORN ALWAYS WORTH IT? YES. YES IT IS.
AR/MER, MER ACCIDENTALLY GIVING ARTHUR AN APHRODISIAC TO SMEAR HIS FACE W/ INSTEAD OF AN AFTERSHAVE TONIC OR WHATEVER THE SHIT THEY USED IN THOSE DAYS. WHO CARES ANYWAY. UNCONTROLLABLE URGES ENSUE.
NOT NECESSARILY PORN, BUTroflolmaomgJanuary 26 2009, 08:06:14 UTC
"WHAT," ARTHUR DEMANDS, HAVING FINALLY BEEN ABLE TO TEAR HIS MOUTH AWAY FROM MERLIN'S, "THE HELL," BUT ONLY FOR A FEW SECONDS.
IT'S A GOOD TWO MINUTES MORE BEFORE ARTHUR CAN THINK CLEARLY ENOUGH TO REALIZE THAT HIS HANDS ARE GRIPPING MERLIN'S HIPS HARD ENOUGH TO BRUISE AND HIS TONGUE HAS BEEN SHOVED DOWN THE WARLOCK'S THROAT. ARTHUR PLANTS BOTH HANDS ON THE WALL BEHIND MERLIN AND SHOVES HIMSELF AWAY A FEW INCHES, BUT SOMETHING IN THE BACK OF HIS MIND WHIMPERS AND SAYS NONONONOWRONGWRONGWRONGGOBACK, AND IT'S ENOUGH TO MAKE HIM SAY "BLOODY HELL" OUTLOUD AND MERLIN STARES AT HIM.
THE BOTH OF THEM ARE PANTING RATHER HARD AND THE SITUATION IS SO WEIRD, ARTHUR PRESSING HIS MANSERVENT INTO THE WALL RATHER FORCEFULLY WITH HIS WHOLE BODY AND ARTHUR'S NEVER REALLY NOTICED HOW LONG MERLIN'S EYELASHES ARE, OR THAT LITTLE DIP IN THE MIDDLE OF HIS LOWER LIP, OR WAITJUSTAFUCKINGMINUTE"EVERYTHING ALL RIGHT, SIRE?" MERLIN ASKS, AND ARTHUR PRETENDS HIS EYES DON'T FOLLOW THE BOB OF MERLIN'S ADAM'S APPLE AS HE SWALLOWS. HE REGISTERS THE FEEL OF TERRY
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HAVING A WONDERFUL TIME AT CAMP, AND BY WONDERFUL I MEAN TERRIBLE. THE KIDS ARE WEIRD. THERE'S A WEIRD KID AT THE BUNK ACROSS FROM MINE WITH BIG EARS WHOSE ALWAYS UP BY THE OUTHOUSES AT NIGHT. I WENT UP ONCE AND HE WAS WHISPERING WEIRD SHIT STUFF, SORRY MOTHER, AND I THINK HE MIGHT BE MASTURBATING AND SPEAKING IN TONGUES. AT THE SAME TIME. THERE'S A KID WHO KEEPS BULLYING EVERYONE TOO AND I THINK HE MIGHT BE FUCKING GOING OUT WITH, SORRY MOTHER, THE KID WITH THE BIG EARS, BECAUSE THEY SPEND A LOT OF TIME TOGETHER AND ONCE THE KID WITH BIG EARS SNUCK A BUNCH OF FOOD OUT OF THE MESS HALL AND BROUGHT IT TO HIM AT HIS CABIN. HE KICKED ALL THE OTHER BOYS OUT OF IT, TOO.
THERE'S A WEIRD GIRL IN MY CABIN WHO KEEPS WAKING UP SCREAMING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT AND WON'T SHUT THE FUCK HELL, SORRY MOTHER, UP. THERE'S ANOTHER GIRL WHO'S VERY NICE, BUT SHE'S FRIENDS WITH ALL THESE WEIRD KIDS AND I JUST DON'T GET IT. I WOULD SORT OF LIKE TO DO HER BE FRIENDS WITH HER, SORRY MOTHER, BUT SHE SERIOUSLY SPENDS ALL HER TIME WITH THEM
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YOU HAVE THE WORST LANGUAGE OUT OF ALL MY CHILDREN.roflolmaomgJanuary 26 2009, 20:44:17 UTC
BUT IT'S OKAY, YOU LEARNED FROM THE BEST.
IT'S REALLY RATHER IMPROBABLE, MERLIN THINKS, FITTING HIS THUMBS INTO THE DIPS OF ARTHUR'S HIPBONES. IT'S NOT IMPROBABLE THAT MERLIN'S ON HIS BACK, AGAIN, FOR THE EIGHT MILLIONTH TIME, OR THAT HIS TOES ARE BUNCHED WAY TOO TIGHT AND THERE'LL BE A PERMANENT LINE BETWEEN HIS EYEBROWS (BUT ALL IN A GOOD WAY), LORD NO.
IT'S NOT OUT OF THE QUESTION THAT MERLIN'S BEEN REDUCED TO EMBARRASSING SQUEAKS AND SUCH, POUNDING THE BED WITH HIS FISTS WHEN HE CAN BRING HIMSELF TO STOP TOUCHING ARTHUR.
NO, ALL OF THAT IS TO BE EXPECTED WHEN BEING FUCKED BY ARTHUR. THE ONLY PROBLEM WAS, ARTHER ISN'T THE FUCKER IN THIS CASE.
WHEN ARTHUR HAD FIRST SUGGESTED IT, MERLIN NEARLY SPILLED WINE ALL OVER THE PLACE IN A FIT OF COUGHING, AND THE PAIR OF THEM GAINED QUITE A FEW LOOKS FROM THE SURROUNDING NOBLES. THE WARLOCK HAD BLUSHED AND PLACED THE WINE JUG JUST SOUTH OF HIS BELLYBUTTON, ALREADY PICTURING IT.
AND NOW HE WAS SEEING IT, TOUCHING IT, TOUCHING ARTHUR, ARTHUR, WHO WAS CURVED ABOVE HIM AND MORE GORGEOUS
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"IT'LL BE JUST LIKE THE EXAMS GAIUS GIVES YOU, JUST MORE PLEASUREABLE," SHE REPLIES, AND SILENTLY ADDS A probably. SHE SMOTHERS A LAUGH AT THE DESPAIRED LOOK ON ARTHUR'S FACE.
"I'M ALMOST CERTAIN GAIUS NEVER EXAMINED ME WITH A THIRTEEN INCH BLACK STICK, MORGANA, AND IF TWO FINGERS IS UNCOMFORTABLE THAN WHAT THE HELL AM I GOING TO DO AFTER YOU'VE SHOVED THAT MONSTROSITY UP MY ARSE?" ARTHUR FLICKS HIS GLORIOUS BLONDE HAIR OUT OF HIS EYES AND HIS LOWER LIP QUIVERS.
MORGANA SHAKES HER HEAD. "DON'T WORRY ABOUT IT, ARTHUR, I PROMISE YOU'LL ENJOY IT," AND WITH OUT MUCH FURTHER WARNING ARTHUR BECOMES AQUAINTED WITH WHAT MORGANA AFFECTIONATELY CALLS 'UTHER'S MIDNIGHT STALLION.' AT FIRST, ARTHUR PROTESTS.
IN FACT, ARTHUR PROTESTS RATHER LOUDLY, BUT MORGANA HAD BEEN EXPECTING THIS. SHE PULLS A RATHER CONVENIENT SCARF OUT OF HER BOSSOM AND GAGS NO WAIT, THAT'S APPROPRIATE, GAGS ARTHUR. MORGANA FIGURES IT JUST ADDS TO THE LOOK, WHAT WITH ( ... )
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AND YEAH, I BET SHE SCARES EVERYBODY INTO LETTING HER TOP.
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(I'M BORED AND THE COMM'S BEEN REALLY QUIET. IT'S DEPRESSING. SO YES, PORN WOULD BE LOVELY)
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(I KID. I ACT LIKE A BITCH BECAUSE I CARE)
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ALSO OMG THAT'S SO AWESOME I LOVE MORGANA'S BOOBS DEAR YOU SHOULD NOT OBJECTIFY WOMEN IN THIS WAY, I'M VERY DISAPPOINTED IN YOU AND YOU'LL RECIEVE A SPANKING UPON YOUR RETURN.
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I'M SORRY. IT'S JUST HER BOOBIES WERE ALL I COULD SEE AND IT WAS LIKE LIFE SUDDENLY MADE SENSE AND I KNOW IT WAS WRONG BUT I COULDN'T HELP BUT PUT MY HAND DOWN MY PANTS. *LINES UP FOR SPANKING* *TRIES NOT TO LOOK TOO EAGER*
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THE WAY COLIN KEEPS HIM ON THE EDGE, KEEPS BRADLEY'S MUSCLES SO TAUGHT AND HIS TOES CURLED, MAKES HIM FEEL THE STRETCH IN HIS CALVES AND IN THE ARCHES OF HIS FEET WHEN HE LEANS OVER THE SINK TO SPLASH WATER ON HIS FACE.
BRADLEY'S LARGER, BROAD-SHOULDERED AND WELL-MUSCLED AND MILES OF GOLDEN SKIN. HE KNOWS THIS, BUT HE CAN'T UNDERSTAND HOW COLIN FUCKING MORGAN CAN PIN HIM DOWN WITH ONE FOREARM, OR PRESS HIS THUMBS HARD ENOUGH INTO BRADLEY'S HIPS THAT HE HAS NO CHOICE BUT TO LAY STILL ( ... )
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BUT IF THAT MEANS I GET TO BE HERE IRL FOR THIS, THEN GOD, SO WORTH IT. ISN'T PORN ALWAYS WORTH IT? YES. YES IT IS.
AR/MER, MER ACCIDENTALLY GIVING ARTHUR AN APHRODISIAC TO SMEAR HIS FACE W/ INSTEAD OF AN AFTERSHAVE TONIC OR WHATEVER THE SHIT THEY USED IN THOSE DAYS. WHO CARES ANYWAY. UNCONTROLLABLE URGES ENSUE.
*CANNOT FREAKING WAIT, SERIOUSLY*
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IT'S A GOOD TWO MINUTES MORE BEFORE ARTHUR CAN THINK CLEARLY ENOUGH TO REALIZE THAT HIS HANDS ARE GRIPPING MERLIN'S HIPS HARD ENOUGH TO BRUISE AND HIS TONGUE HAS BEEN SHOVED DOWN THE WARLOCK'S THROAT. ARTHUR PLANTS BOTH HANDS ON THE WALL BEHIND MERLIN AND SHOVES HIMSELF AWAY A FEW INCHES, BUT SOMETHING IN THE BACK OF HIS MIND WHIMPERS AND SAYS NONONONOWRONGWRONGWRONGGOBACK, AND IT'S ENOUGH TO MAKE HIM SAY "BLOODY HELL" OUTLOUD AND MERLIN STARES AT HIM.
THE BOTH OF THEM ARE PANTING RATHER HARD AND THE SITUATION IS SO WEIRD, ARTHUR PRESSING HIS MANSERVENT INTO THE WALL RATHER FORCEFULLY WITH HIS WHOLE BODY AND ARTHUR'S NEVER REALLY NOTICED HOW LONG MERLIN'S EYELASHES ARE, OR THAT LITTLE DIP IN THE MIDDLE OF HIS LOWER LIP, OR WAITJUSTAFUCKINGMINUTE"EVERYTHING ALL RIGHT, SIRE?" MERLIN ASKS, AND ARTHUR PRETENDS HIS EYES DON'T FOLLOW THE BOB OF MERLIN'S ADAM'S APPLE AS HE SWALLOWS. HE REGISTERS THE FEEL OF TERRY ( ... )
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THERE'S A WEIRD GIRL IN MY CABIN WHO KEEPS WAKING UP SCREAMING IN THE MIDDLE OF THE NIGHT AND WON'T SHUT THE FUCK HELL, SORRY MOTHER, UP. THERE'S ANOTHER GIRL WHO'S VERY NICE, BUT SHE'S FRIENDS WITH ALL THESE WEIRD KIDS AND I JUST DON'T GET IT. I WOULD SORT OF LIKE TO DO HER BE FRIENDS WITH HER, SORRY MOTHER, BUT SHE SERIOUSLY SPENDS ALL HER TIME WITH THEM ( ... )
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IT'S REALLY RATHER IMPROBABLE, MERLIN THINKS, FITTING HIS THUMBS INTO THE DIPS OF ARTHUR'S HIPBONES. IT'S NOT IMPROBABLE THAT MERLIN'S ON HIS BACK, AGAIN, FOR THE EIGHT MILLIONTH TIME, OR THAT HIS TOES ARE BUNCHED WAY TOO TIGHT AND THERE'LL BE A PERMANENT LINE BETWEEN HIS EYEBROWS (BUT ALL IN A GOOD WAY), LORD NO.
IT'S NOT OUT OF THE QUESTION THAT MERLIN'S BEEN REDUCED TO EMBARRASSING SQUEAKS AND SUCH, POUNDING THE BED WITH HIS FISTS WHEN HE CAN BRING HIMSELF TO STOP TOUCHING ARTHUR.
NO, ALL OF THAT IS TO BE EXPECTED WHEN BEING FUCKED BY ARTHUR. THE ONLY PROBLEM WAS, ARTHER ISN'T THE FUCKER IN THIS CASE.
WHEN ARTHUR HAD FIRST SUGGESTED IT, MERLIN NEARLY SPILLED WINE ALL OVER THE PLACE IN A FIT OF COUGHING, AND THE PAIR OF THEM GAINED QUITE A FEW LOOKS FROM THE SURROUNDING NOBLES. THE WARLOCK HAD BLUSHED AND PLACED THE WINE JUG JUST SOUTH OF HIS BELLYBUTTON, ALREADY PICTURING IT.
AND NOW HE WAS SEEING IT, TOUCHING IT, TOUCHING ARTHUR, ARTHUR, WHO WAS CURVED ABOVE HIM AND MORE GORGEOUS ( ... )
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THAT WAS SO MUCH BETTER THAN COOKIES. AND THERE ARE NOT A LOT OF THINGS THAT ARE BETTER THAN COOKIES.
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HOT.
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