text: Date: Mon, 5 Feb 2007 10:01:06 -0800 (PST) From: don mumford Subject: JIMMY & DONNY..........THE "I PEED MY PANTS" SCREW This was written in October 2005 and as of February 2007 Jimmy & me are still going strong. Hope you enjoy this little adventure of ours. Donny Mumford THE "I PEED MY PANTS" SCREW Jimmy refers to it as 'the-full-body-contact-jerk-off' and there are a variety of ways to go about it.......We're both naked of course and all the various jerk-off positions are nice ways to help a buddy get his nut off. We first engaged in this sex act over two & a half years ago (as juniors in high school) when Jimmy came 'out' to me and I eagerly came 'out' to him. I'd been waiting 8 or 9 years to come 'out' to somebody. We've been together ever since and performed quite a large number of sex acts on each other along the way. We turned 20 years old in September 2005. ... During our high school days my house was available till 4:30 pm five days a week. . This gave us about two hours of play time after school each day and many days we filled those two hours with cum and fun! Jimmy learned his sex acts from his cousin who is two years older than Jimmy. We don't know where his cousin learned his sex acts or from whom but Jimmy assures me his cousin has had HIV tests and is negative. So we do everything bareback ........ The cousin is long gone... joined the Coast Guards right after high school and Jimmy hasn't even seen him in over a year. Jimmy hadn't been having any gay boy fun since his cousin took off....that is, until he recruited me. Actually, none of Jimmy's "history" was of much interest to me at the moment as I was using all means available to me concentrating on my jerk off lessons. Happily, as it turned out, I was a quick study as far as gay boy sex goes!!.... SO THAT VERY FIRST AFTERNOON WITH MY TEACHER JIMMY I learned not one but TWO of the full- body -contack- jerk -off positions.. as for the other positions, during ensuing afternoons I picked those up just as fast as I'd learned the first two....AND I Aced the final exam!! As it turned out........ the only 'A' I ever got in high school. OH man, Jimmy and me do like to go down memory lane...well I like it a lot more than Jimmy, but he will go along with it when I can catch him in the right frame of mind.. I remember so well that first (ever for me) naked experience, my bare skin on the bare skin of Jimmy. OUR VERY FIRST LESSON: I remember Jimmy lubing up his right hand, telling me to back up against him and he puts his left arm around me just above my belly button and I held onto his arm with both my hands. We're the same size; just under 5'8" and we are both thin, so we 'fit' really well together. Jimmy absently rubbed his cock against the inside of my thigh for a minute or so to get himself hard while I was kept busy trying to breath. It was a hot memory for him, but it was a first time and the thrill of my life for me. He's talking all thru that time about how much fun this can be and what we should try next and this and that.. ...his dick got very hard and as he adjusted himself behind me, and while his body was rubbing against mine, his boner hit on my thighs and my ass here and there and then, when he got it situated the way he wanted it ( between my legs) his hard boner poked into the back of my balls once ....and then a couple more times.... I let out a "gulp" and tried to get some air down my wind pipe which had strunk to a disturbingly small opening. My boner had been hard from the moment Jimmy put his arm around me and as I leaned into his body the tip of my cock got very wet..... It surprised me how soft and smooth his skin felt .. ... "OK Donny", he continued in that matter of fact voice, "we're ready to go. (Our bodies were touching from the sides of our feet all the way up to the side of his faces against my ear.) " I'm going to jerk you off and you see how long you can hold out...then it's your turn to jerk me off. We'll have a little contest to see who gets the other guy off first. OK? ....." Hello!!, you with me Donny, is this too complicated?? ? ?" I could barely breath let alone speak so I nodded my head a little to let him know I understood. The idea floated into my head of pinching myself to see if this was a dream..... My boner was impossibly hard. Jimmy reached around with his right hand and palmed by balls casually and I went up a little on my toes leaning back hard into him. I made weezy sounds and felt a little dizzy. He grabbed my cock and pumps it twice and a long, thin stream of cum shot out as I trembled and rubbed my back up and down on Jimmy's chest and stomach.... Actually the tip of my cock hurt and burned because of the force of the also felt soooo gooood!! AHHHHH! OHHHHH! from me. BUT from Jimmy... "WHAT THE FUCK??!" Four more spurts with Jimmy stroking up and down my boner. "AHH AHH AHH AHH oh oh oh" more from me. >From Jimmy .... "the fuck happened???" We got it all sorted out eventually and Jimmy ended up chuckling that I was so turned on I came a bunch with just two strokes on my dick. Ha HA Oh well, that was then. Another favorite is the full- body- contact- LAP- jerk -off with a number of variations on that theme;..... the best by far though is the one with me sitting on his lap (my back against his chest) with his boner up my ass and he reaches around me and jerks me off. My boner gets so hard I'm afraid the skin on my dick will split; it's between pain and ecstasy!!! I've made some very high pitched squeals when I cum in that position. Jimmy's also breathing pretty hot and heavy himself. Of course after I cum he needs to get off too so he has me bend forward off his lap, with his cock still up my ass..... I hold on to something like the arm of our big sofa and he grabs my hips and fucks me hard and fast until he cums. This jerk off variation came much later after we learned how to fuck which was a fun time too. However this isn't what I wanted to tell you about in this adventure. That was just some fun we have reliving our past and we just happened to have one of those 'fun times' last night ( a few weeks ago now ). It's been on my mind and that's why I got off on this tangent about it..I think it's hot but maybe you had to be there.. ha ha.......... What I wanted to tell you about starts out with practical jokes and ends up with someone getting fucked.... I pee my pants too but it's NOT a 'water sport' story and I'm sorry if the title misrepresented in suggesting it was 'water sports'.....we don't do water sports; not that there is anything wrong with those that do.... Jimmy and I have a lot of sex that we feel is hot; others may consider us sexual amateurs and if we are.. look how much fun we'll have when we finally get up to speed. But we don't do sex all the time and in fact we have hours and hours each day when we're not having sex at all. I'm probably not the most mature 20 year old you'll ever find (and I was worse at 19 when this happened) so one of the things I like to do by way of filling a little of this down time is to play practical jokes on Jimmy. He prefers to fill the open time with study for his college classes; I'm trying to break him of this unfortunate habit. It was the same thing in high school so I have my work cut out for me. My practical jokes are all very immature pranks but I don't care; I laugh till I cry when I '''GET''' him in some unsuspecting way. At first he wouldn't lower himself to my level and seek revenge for a prank I'd pull on him but after living together about six months he made the decision that he had to get in the game...(We live together in a small apartment near our college.. this happened freshman year 2005)........ Not only did he get in the game, but he quickly learned how to keep me on the alert. He doesn't laugh as hard as I do when he 'GETS' me but the look of satisfaction on his face tells the story.. A simple and very well known prank I use when we eat out (I don't try this at the apartment because I'd be the only a resturant there is the 1% chance some waitress is to blame and not me) is the old 'loosen the cap on the salt shaker' prank .... he goes to put salt on his food, the cap falls off and all the salt in the shaker dumps on his food. When I do that one I always try to look concerned, like 'oh, what a shame... damn careless waitress!'.... I don't recommend doing that one with the pepper shaker. I tried it once. Out came a cloud of pepper alright but it caused Jimmy to sneeze repeatedly blowing the pepper all over my food too. Not what I'm looking for....Not to mention the disturbing amount of mucus a sneeze can generate, mucus and a meal simply don't mix. An example of a succcessful prank is the time I put an over-ripe banana in the toe of his sandle. The sandle has criss cross leather strips at the toe .. so if he wasn't looking for trouble he wouldn't notice that there was gray banana oozing out the opening of the toe. Jimmy stuck his bare foot in all the way and almost threw up in his mouth. It was close, he's gagging while grabbing the sandle and throwing it at me. I'm saying "what's wrong, was there a little dog doody in your sandle" etc.. Another one, just to give you an idea...I put a wooly sock stuffed with it's matching wooly sock ( to give the sock some body) under the covers near the foot of the bed ..when Jimmy gets in bed and his bare foot hits the unexpected animal/vermin whatever the fuck it is thing he whipped open the sheets and covers going aggggggg fuck!!!.... and I look at the wool sock and say "I've been looking for those socks" and from the floor Jimmy says "Fuck you!! brat! " We have a lot of them but I'll just give you one more. We use the same tube of toothpaste and once when the tube was almost empty I got some of that soap scum from the shower soap dish and pushed it in the end of the toothpaste tube...toothpaste was white and the same for the soap....that night I pretend to put toothpaste from the old tube and brush away..shortly Jimmy picks it up and you get the picture... well I said they were immature pranks!!! jeez... Anyhow, Jimmy got me good last spring with one and caused me to pee in my boxers which quickly soaked through to my cords. It was our freshman year at college. When it started Jimmy was at home for the weekend and I'd stayed behind at school. He has a very normal home life with a loving/caring family. I don't. .. I was raised from age six by my twelve year old half brother. He certainly didn't request the job, but did it because his father told him to... and he was as afraid of his father as I became of his father's son. His father was very strict with Scott and so my half brother assumed that that is how it's done. We, my half brother Scott and me, didn't see much of our mother because she worked as a waitress afternoons and evenings. That's mostly when Scott and I were home. Scott's father worked out of town and only got home a couple weekends a month. So, it was Scott in total charge of Donny. And he liked to spank me hard!!! Following in his father's footsteps Scott made spanking the main component of his primary care-giver technique. At 12 years old he was big and strong. I was not. I learned to keep my eye on Scott: ... trying to pick up signals as to what I should be doing to please him. You know, like a dog might do with his master! ( although I never had a dog, I assumed it was like that). It's what I felt like, really! ! My attemps to enlist help from my mother and from two different teachers at school were brushed off with "Donny has some emotional problems we're dealing with". By the time I was old enough to do something more significant (like maybe go to the police ) it was too late. I was trained, brainwashed or whatever and felt it was just better to do what Scott told me to. Scott's father is a career army sergeant and so the military was Scott's model. I always had to have a 'boy's regular' haircut which was embarassing beyound words in my later teen years and unheard of except we lived in a little one barbershop hick town in South Jersey. . My clothes were always much neater for school than any of the other kids, for me it was no jeans, no T-shirts, no sneaks etc ... in other words I couldn't wear the clothes my peers were wearing which is kind of important to young teens. The most unusual thing was how I acted around adults and especially authority figures. It was a controlled, trained response..... I almost stood at attention and looked them in the eye and did what they arguments, no surly looks or teenager angst , no nothing; just 'yes sir'. It might sound like Scott was doing a great job and from the outside looking in I guess I can see why it might have looked OK (on the surface anyway) but Scott and my family had managed to get my brain really fucked up. .... Mother and my uncles and aunts all thought I was being handled perfectly by my young authority figure... "Isn't Scott doing a wonderful job raising Donny" "yes, and Donny can be a bit of a problem I've heard... but Scott's on top of it" blab blab blab..This all tended to make me nervous and without an ounce of self confidence. I had to deal with odd concerns. For example, l was always worried my facial expression would cause someone to say "Don't give me any attitude Donnie or Scott's going to hear about it". Usually that someone would be Mother. Or "Do you want me to tell Scott you're talking back to me?" that's another one. I'm not asking for symphathy just stating I never could relax or feel safe.. a very nerve racking situation to say the least .... I thought all my relatives were my enemies and they were just waiting for me to do something wrong so they could sic Scott and his spankings on me... it sure seemed like it to me at the time.. It was most difficult when I began puberty and I was so self conscious about getting my cock and balls and little pubes. Maturing body, but it was still "get down to the basement and get those fucking pants down!!" At the beginning of the spanking the humiliation was worse than the spanking, but by the end of it my sore ass was all I was thinking about. The spankings got less frequent in my middle teens years becaused I'd learned how to be Scott's little robot. But there were still too many occasions when something would piss off Scott and no matter how old I was (am) it was still down to the basement. Scott was big at 12 years old, now he's 6'2" or so and about 230 pounds. Adults thought me odd because I was so skittery, nervous and on edge all the time." Impossible to relax around him" "yes, very odd" these are comments I would over-hear from my delightful aunts, uncles, grandmother etc..... the cousins treated me like the dork I was when I was around them friends from the neighborhood knew a completely different kid then the one I was around adults and they liked me OK. They over looked the odd clothes and hair style and the fact that I was frantic to be home whatever time Scott told me to be home etc etc.. they, especially one friend ( JB ), got use to it and , due to this and other things, would just say it was 'Donny being Donny'. Now, all of that back ground to tell you why I was a nervous and easily spooked 19 year old when this peeing my pants incident took place. My B/F Jimmy knows the outline of my bizarre up-bringing at least to the extent I've outlined for you. He doesn't want to go into it any deeper; he says it's too disturbing and depressing plus there isn't anything we can do about it now. Jimmy is always looking ahead and that's what he wants him and me to do. Don't dwell on those horrible times...I think he's right for the most part, but because we never discuss it he has a tendency to forget I have issues as a result of that physical and especially the mental stress I was always under. Anyway, Jimmy wants to get revenge for an especially successful prank I'd played on him. Watching out for Jimmy's revenge would probably have been on my mind that night except he was a two hour drive away so I wasn't really thinking about him. I'd stayed alone in the apartment a number of times.... that was no problem. My night began at a bud's Frat house Saturday night. Eight of us started playing drinking games. This started off cool ....the challenge was all of us to drink one shot glass of beer each minute for an hour. ounce of beer each minute. We're all like "who the hell can't do that?" It sounds easy and it is easy at first, but how many of us could do it for an hour?? Well, none of us could. That's 60 ounces (or five cans of beer) in one hour. Plus you get a lot of air in your stomach drinking 60 separate one ounce shots of beer. We didn't think it through and we all throw $10 in the pot to split for all the guys that finished the entire hour. we all thought we'd be able to do it. I puked a long airy, beery eight to ten ounces of beery liquid at shot # 35; I thought I was going to burp but instead this stream of beer vomit comes out ..another guy pukes immediately after me partially because my puke had "grossed him out". We were the first two out. Last guy (big dude) went 58 shots of beer before he puked and we're all yelling " you pussy; you couldn't get two more shots down". Nevermind that all of us threw up much earlier. Anyway after the puke I was able to drink more beer the regular way (out of the can) and got a load on; not real drunk just a little high. Feeling good. What the hell Jimmy was back home so get a little looped to pass the time. We were all breaking each others balls and having fun. The party breaks- up at twelve or so ... off I go home .......... In the apartment building I get to our unit and open the door and a headless person rushes at me out of the dark screaming AHHHHHH! I fall backwards and make gargling and then mewing sounds real high pitched and tried crawling backward on my back. Jimmy pulls his T shirt down off his head and says "gottcha". I'm still making the noises in my throat and as my brain tries to sort it all out I realized I was peeing my pants. A good long beer pee. I was shaking all over. Most 19 year old guys would quickly recover and try to salvage some of their dignity with loud cursing, name calling and threats... But my fragile phyche, compliments of my upbringing, couldn't handle the situation so I had a lot of calming down before I could begin to get on top of my emotions. Jimmy went from smug to real concern in a second. He could see I wasn't reacting the way he thought I would...first scared shitless, of course....and than, "You stupid shit I could have cracked my head open" etc and shortly laughing with fake threats of retaliation...and so on. But not me, I'm still shaking... Jimmy drags me up and into the bathroom as he's saying he's sorry, he should have thought this through a little better was spur of the moment and so on. . He said he knows I can get a little "shaky"... at least he didn't say 'weird' ... He explained he came back tonite on one of those spur of the moment actions. He said he'd missed me and would rather be here than there..... and that he'd got here less than two minutes ago. He looked out the window and saw me walking toward the apartment. He thought about pay-back time without really thinking about my nervous condition. I was taking off all my peed-in clothes as Jimmy was talking ... I hadn't said anything and I just listened to Jimmy as he turned the knobs in our big, old tub and started a bath for us. All of the apartments in our building were constructed from what were once, about 75 years ago, rich people's townhouses. So some units got original bathrooms, like our unit, and some got modern baths depending I guess on however the architects could best utilize the space. . Our bathtub was ancient, huge and deep. We didn't often take the time for a bath, but it seemed like a good idea tonight. I got in first and it was hot! but the body gets use to it quickly. I felt like crap because I'd over reacted so badly. It's an involuntary thing but I was embarrassed to be so unbalanced; such a fucking baby. My family did a number on my head for 14 years so it's going to take a while to handle stressful things like most people would. I was sitting there feeling like a complete ass... Jimmy climbs in at the end opposite the water spout. He pulls me in between his legs so my back is laying againts his chest. "I feel like an asshole" I tell him and we both try to take the blame until we get tired of going over the same thing....we move on to other topics.. Jimmy went home for a surprise birthday party for his mother. He told me how that went ... and then we just enjoyed the feeling of being in the tub together. My cock felt very hard and alive and Jimmy's was a poker.... real low against my back; I tried to lean down a little on it. Strange thoughts as we lay there together... I thought about my mother being only 42 years old and looking like she was in her late 20s. It's a gene thing; looking young. She had my half brother, Scott, when she was 16 and me at age 22. Maybe I get my horny sex drive from her. Christ, the things that a mind wanders to in a hot tub with a cute boy hugging you..... Jimmy told me to turn around and when I did he sat on my lap with our boners between our bellies. He stretched his legs our on either side of me and wrapped his arms around my neck. My arms went around his back just under his armpits. We both had a lot of perspiration on our faces; the water was very warm and kept running slowly from the spout. The water in the tub was almost to our shoulders and we could hear the gurgling sound of excess water down the overflow drain........ He had his right hand on the back of my head to hold my head in place. This was another position that immobilized me pretty much. Jimmy began with gentle, slow kisses and and then slow french kissing...after a few minutes in the water, unable to move much and deeply involved in a passionate make-out with Jimmy I began to feel like I was floating in the water. That feeling becomes one of being hyptnotised, or in a trance of some kind which leads to that dreamy dizzyness feeling that he takes me to. It's a wonderful, peaceful and sexy time. I couldn't possibly hold him any tighter or kiss with any more meaning.. ...... Jimmy apparently is feeling the affects too because he stops kissing and just rest his chin on my shoulder and rubs the side of his face with mine. He begins to move his hips slightly side to side and this causes our cocks to rub against each other. The two boners are rubbing against our watery, slippery bellies too. My entire groin area was tingly and twitchy and I wanted desparately to stroke my boner but I couldn't get my hand between our stomachs. Jimmy is rubbing up the back of my head while sucking and licking a spot near where my neck meets my shoulder. I get that shivery feeling and goose bumps appear on my arms like magic. Soon I'm squirming and moaning and trying to hump my hips to further stimulate my cock. Jimmy's position on my lap with his legs out behind me and my head in his grasp gave me a touch of claustrophobia. This caused me to struggle in Jimmy's grasp and caused him to hold me even tighter and the ensuing helpless feeling was a scary cock twitched. Jimmy's control over me causes precum to leak out of my cock and I gasp for air. He keeps licking at the same spot and I try harder to hump my hips for more friction on my cock as it rubbed in between our stomachs. When I begin to franically NEED to cum and start grunting sounds Jimmy puts his tongue in my mouth and licks my tongue a few times and then he sucks on my top lip and licks across my teeth and gums.....I feel the indescribabe yummy sensation of cum shooting up from my balls and leaving my cock at high speed... it all seemed different, cuming in all that water...but I till couldn't help the involuntary AAAAHHHHH! then the moaning and short, hard breathes! Jimmy loosened his grip and reached in between our bellies to tightly stroke my cock and squeezes the last of the cum out...then he wiped my stomach with his hand...and the same on his stomach to get off most of my floated a bit before diluting in the bath water. Jimmy said "Pull the plug Donny. Let's dry off and get in bed. I've been thinking about screwing you during the entire ride back." We used big fat towles to dry each other off. Jimmy's boner was bigger than I ever remember seeing it. He ask me to lube myself cause he had to calm down some from that hot make-out action. He said he didn't want to cum too quickly. He laid on his back with his eyes lightly closed and I lay on my side looking at him. As I looked I fingered my hole with lube, one finger..than two working around the sphincter muscle...... and making a hook out of my fingers to try to stretch it a little. I was thinking that a bigger dick than Jimmy's might not work with me because my hole felt small and tight. For some reason Jimmy's cock looked bigger than usual. Maybe five minutes or so later he asked me to suck on his cock which we both know I love to do. It was more the normal Jimmy size now and I tongued it, licked it and sucked it for a couple minutes. He was "oh yeah just like that...oh, feels goood..yeah right there". My sucking got his boner to grow right back up to the new extra large size again...damn, why does it look so big tonight? Jimmy he tells me to lie on my back...... He scoots in between my legs and pulls on my thighs to pull my ass up in his lap a little and pops his cock head right in.....'s tight!! Jimmy wiggles us around a little to get leverage and his entire cock goes in all the way to his bush.. he groans and holds on to my hips to keep his cock all the way in...same old pain and my mouth forms an 'O' as I'm puffing out short burst of air with my hands holding onto his wrists. Jimmy is looking in my eyes with almost a grin on his cute face..he has the little dimples even with just a grin. There is fine peach fuss, very light on his upper lip which he doesn't want to shave because he thinks it will come in as whiskers. I like to lick across and flatten the fine hairs against his upper lip. With my saliva wetting them they appear to be darker, like a thin mustache. Adorable! I'm starting to feel really good and my ass is kind of itching so I hump my hip to get Jimmy to start scratching my itch. He lifts up on his knees a little, still holding my thighs, and by pushing my legs back toward me so that my knees are on either side of my chest. My ass, with his cock still in all the way, raises up for easy access to him. Medium thrust for two minutes and my boner is coming back. I reach for it and Jimmy shakes his head 'NO'. It's feeling good and Jimmy's starting to breath heavier but slows down the thrust because he's too close to climaxing. Slow humps all the way in and then an extra bump at the end to try to get in that extra 1/2 inch. Each bump pushes me a little bit closer to the bed's headboard. After each extra push he pulls out slowly till just the very tip of his cock head is connecting with my hole. I don't even breath because I'm afraid I'll cause him to slip out. He is still staring at my face but his eyes are getting glazed and his face is very red. Just the very tip of his cock head.. then slowing all the way in again and that extra bump at the end...after a number of these my head finally hits the bed's head board. And each bump now bumps the top of my head against the headboard. I want him in deeper so I reach down and pull both my ass cheeks flat so his cock can penetrate me a little more. With no warning he slams in and out hard and fast SLAM SLAM SLAM SLAM SLAM SLAM!! I'm OH OH OH OH OH OH!! My balls are hard and up tight to my body and my boner is wet again and if I stroked it a few times I'd shoot which I need to do... for some reason I use both my open hands and smack Jimmy's ass cheeks 4 or 5 times then grab his ass cheeks in my fist and squeeze and try to pull him further into me. He begins to buck his hips into me almost like he's mad at me. Then SLAM SLAM SLAM SLAM SLAM real fast...AH AH AH AH AH oh oh Jimmy's eyes are closed tight now and he stops with his cock half in me and pauses for what seems like 30 seconds, I got my hands on his waist... heavy breathing from Jimmy and he whispers .."Donny, roll over on your stomach". When I do his cock come out of me. The air seems cool in my gaping ass hole as I hug a pillow while lying on my stomach. Jimmy gets between my legs and using his legs spreads mine wide open, too far open for my comfort..... I feel my hole closing little by little as Jimmy rest and gets his breathing down. He speads my legs even more, positions his cock head at my hole and falls forward onto my back as his cock makes my hole open wide for it.... It feels fabulous and I turn my head to meet Jimmys mouth and he kisses me, licks right across my mouth and licks right up the front of my nose. I smell his saliva and my boner is leaking. More wet licks on my face. Me reaching back with both my hands again, pulling on his ass cheeks to try to get him deeper into me. He pumps slowly using just his hips and cock for 2 or 3 minutes...very steady and I'm licking my own lips and the sensations are overwhelming .... Jimmy grunts.. says he's getting close..he grabs my hips with both hands lifting my ass off the bed a little and begins frantic humping in my ass...6, 7 ,8 deep humps and I'm AHH AHH AHH AHH AHH OH I'm cuming!!!! and I shoot my load on our bed with my whole groin spasing and darkness.. than stobes of light behind my eyes... Jimmy mumbles, " Yeah yeah yeah" and his cum is squeezing out my ass hole as he pumps in and's a lot of spunk and I feel it running down each inner ass cheek to collect on my ball sac.. he keeps pumping and gasping until his cock is getting soft and as always he stops when it's just firm enough to stay up my ass and he lays his full body on my back....his feet next to my feet and his face next to my ear. My toes slowly uncurl and my heart starts slowing down at the same time I feel Jimmy's heart pumping against my back begin to slow down too...his hot breath against the side of my face and his hands rubbing up and down both my arms which I have tight against my body....I was like a coiled spring ready to snap just a minute or two I was all soft and safe feeling....I love the feeling of Jimmy's cock inside me!! I can't imagine why everyone doesn't want to be the 'bottom'......thank god they all don't!!! I said after a while.."let's roll on our sides with your tiny dick still in me". He laughed and we try it but his shrinking dick pulls out and Jimmy rolls on his back with me on my stomach laying half on him. He just missed my cum so I found myself laying on my own cum with his cum slowly draining out of my ass and sliding here and there on me. It's OK with me. I said.... "how about we do this entire deal again tomorrow night except you don't try to scare me to death first". Jimmy said.... "Here's another idea.... how about we do this whole thing again tomorrow night except you don't pee your pants". And then I said.... by Donny Mumford


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text: Date: Sun, 9 Jul 2000 22:44:32 EDT From: Subject: No Greater Love Part 2 chapter 1 Gay/Historical Hello Dear Friends here is chapter 1 of the Story I hope it lives up to it's name. To help you understand the story. John and Adam in the prolog found the Journal of John's great great great Uncle from the Civil War and now we enter the world Of John's uncle. The time is 1862 Place Vicksburg, Mississippi and a city under siege. All Comments are welcome Please E- Mail me at Thanks Stephen No Greater Love CHAPTER 1: *The Battle* A Grey mist hung low to the ground as the drummer boy beat roll call and the Army of the Mississippi began to stir. Johnny slowly rolled out of his blankets and then walked out in to the cool morning waiting on his buddy to help begin the morning cook fire. The other men were beginning to stir also it would be a hot day he could tell as the sun burned the mist from the ground. The bugler sounded attention and the men of the 9th Mississippi lined up in rows of gray and butternut uniforms that has begin to show the signs of hard living and a year of war. The Sergeant called roll and discussed the general orders of the day and the drummer boy sounded the call to be dismissed and ease showed on the boys and men's faces as they prepared breakfast of biscuits, bacon and boiled coffee. Adam asked Johnny to pass him his pipe and tobacco. They sat and smoked until time to break camp and march south to Chickasaw bluff to re enforce the northern defenses of Vicksburg. There was rumors of a battle or at least some fighting which would be a change from the day after day of drill and marching, yes it would be a exciting day if only Johnny knew. The army broke camp at 8 am and the men picked up their muskets and bedrolls and haversacks fell in formation and soon they where headed south as the drums and fifes played Dixie. The men talked and laughed as they marched kicking up the dust that covered the winding road. The regiment soon met a rider in a fast trot headed south with news from Yazoo City concerning the unfinished ironclad C.S.S. Arkansas. Everybody knew that the lack of raw materials was really slowing down construction but she was not lost. The unfinished ship had been towed down from Memphis right before the Union army and navy captured the city two other ships had been lost but the Arkansas was saved but could they finish her in time. Governor Pettis had already called for all the help he could get from the state and plantation owners for use of all available field hands that were not in the fields. Then there was rumors going around that they were tearing up an unfinished railroad track for iron plate. The rider continued on South one of the soldiers joked he would like to have a hoss to ride north to meet the damned Yankees so he could get back in time for a early supper. So far the unit had not seen much fighting just small battles here and there but they all knew that soon they would see the white elephant. The men were tired but they continued the march North for they knew if they lost Vicksburg. The South would be cut in half and the North would control the entire Mississippi Valley and the Red River and there would be no hope in getting food supplies from Texas to Virginia and to General Lee but all of this seemed so far away as he let his mind wonder looking at the trees and wildlife. Soon enough he would not have time to think about all of that soon he would only have time to think will I survive the fight coming up. They would find out soon enough. The sun soon climbed high in the sky and the men in gray began to sweat and the dust clung to them in layers. The ninth Mississippi Light Artillery made the march in less than two hours. The men were tired and hot but at least they did not have to worry about their heavy cannons slowing them down. The cannons had been moved two days earlier to the defenses of Vicksburg and now the men were joining them. Captain Joseph Brooks mounted the dirt embankment. Tall and lean with dark skin and piercing green eyes and black curly hair; at the age of twenty-five Joseph Brooks the son of a Steamboat captain had advanced quickly through the ranks of the Army of the Mississippi. Now he stood in command of the 9th Mississippi light artillery defending the Northern Defenses of Vicksburg. He carefully removed his field glasses from his uniform coat. A hot double-buttoned affair suited more for fighting battles up North than the hot humid summers of the South. Even as he sweated in side the uniform was completely buttoned except for the very top one. If word got out that General Pemberton was on one of his inspection tours even that top button would be polished and buttoned and the wide brimmed officer's hat placed on his brow. He looked over the embankment at the lazy Mississippi River winding around Milken's Bend, and the Union Army unloading off of troop transports docked against the shore. The soldiers of his command were spread out around the heavy siege cannon. On top of this treeless bluff, General Pemberton had ordered slaves to chop down every tree so they would not block the view of the gunners. Captain Brooks continued to scan the land before him. He saw the slow moving blue lines of men and boys. The young flag bearers and drummer boys marched with pride in their step as they moved ever closer to the entrenched Confederates. The drummer boys beat the slow advance on their drums and the flags of the army waved in the breeze coming off the river behind them; then came the dark blue lines of fighting men the gun barrels sparkled in the sun as the canteens and ammo pouches bopped at their sides. Captain Brooks thought to himself. "What a grand site it is too sad that so many will have to die today". He stepped down from his vantagepoint and ordered his men to their guns. The drummer boys stood at attention and buglers raised their horns. At Capt. Brooks order the command was sounded up and down the lines the men rushed to their guns. Powder boys stood beside supply chests, rammers began to swab the bores of the cannon, primers were checked and shot and shell readied. Infantry men formed lines behind the gunners, while sharpshooters raced to the best vantage points along the embankment. Johnny rose from where he was resting with Adam at his side. Johnny was the Captain of a 12-pound Napoleon field gun and Adam was his number two man. Johnny had been trained in the art of field gunnery at Jefferson College near Natchez and soon learned Adam was a natural at sighting and ranging guns even though had no formal training in the art. Captain Brooks once again returned to his vantagepoint. "Captain Kingston, Private Ross a word with you please." "Yes, Captain Brooks, they both said." The two boys climbed the embankment and saluted Captain Brooks. A young boy no more than fifteen years old stood at their right holding a heavy polished oak staff attached to this staff was the Confederate First National Flag. The ladies at home made the flag for the 9th Mississippi it's circle of 7 stars on a blue field with two red stripes and a white one flapped in the hot breeze. The three people stood and looked down upon the moving blue lines of men slowly advancing. "Captain Kingston, What is the range of the enemy?" Johnny looked over to Adam. "What is the range of the blue coats Private?" Adam looked at the enemy once again. "Captain Kingston, Captain Brooks, Range 1000 yards and closing Sirs." "Very good Private Ross, proceed to range and sight your gun and prepare for action." Adam saluted both men and returned to the gun. Johnny continued to watch the enemy for a few more minutes. Then he and Captain Brooks and the flag bearer stepped down and back behind the embankment. Adam was giving orders like a general, standing tall and erect his red hair flaming in the sun his bronzed skin showing through his open shirt. The men knew their drill well for they had trained day after day with their guns. "Very good my boy." "Thankyou, Johnny." The boys used first names all the time except for when higher officers were present or manners dictated it. Johnny began to bark orders to the gun crew. "RANGE 500 YARDS, ELEVATION TWO NOTCHES BELOW CENTER, SHELL 20 POUND EXPLOADING WITH A 20 SECOND FUSE!" "Yes Sir the men shouted!" Johnny clapped Adam on the back. "Very good my boy, very good indeed. I hope they prayed to their maker." "Captain Brooks, We have range, sight and ready to Fire the opening gun Sir." "Very good Captain Kingston." "Drummer sound the call to the rest of the batteries along the bluff." The drummer boy beat the call. Lanyards were run into the vent holes of the guns. The lanyards pulled tight in the hands of the captains along the lines. Gunners covered their ears. As the beat of the drums stopped, Captain Brooks, Shouted "FIRE" Johnny yanked the lanyard of the gun and it roared to life as it sent it deadly cargo arching through the cloudless sky. The other gun batteries followed as the guns roared the Confederates let out a rebel yell along the bluff. The grayish white cloud of smoke blinded the gunners as they reloaded the guns only seconds passed until the men in gray heard the explosions of the cannonballs hitting the ground below them. Johnny could see the men in blue steady marching towards the bluff. He also heard the screams of the men echoing up when the shell from his gun hit it's mark. The shell fired from Johnny's gun hit in the front ranks of the 1st Illinois regiment cutting gaping holes into the lines, men dropped their muskets as they grabbed their chest's or legs and other body parts that were hit from the shattering iron of the cannonballs. The blue informs began to turn dark as the blood soaked into the wool. For many of the green troops it was hell on Earth. The blue ranks closed again around the wounded and dying and pressed on. Then another boom from the cannons send more shells flying towards them cutting gapping holes into the lines. The boys in blue began to scatter breaking ranks and began to run back towards the river and the transports they dropped packets threw down their muskets and ran full tilt towards the river. Troops were streaming off the boats and began to taunt the fleeing troops. "Run you damned cowards, run back home to your mom's tits and come back when you are a man. When the frightened troops arrived at the transports the scene was chaos troopers and sailors, horses and supplies blocked the gangways while the wounded were piled up on shore. Captains shouted orders to sailors, "come on God Damn you move your asses. "Pilot hard to port keep that wheel turning we have to kiss the damned bank. Now move your yellow bellies you lazy land lovin asses." The Army Captains were no better as the drill sergeants shouted commands. "Come on boys lets move your girlie asses." "Double time on the march boys move it." The coated men and boys moved quickly down the gangplanks their hard leather shoes slamming down on the rough wood. The cowards crouched beside the gangplanks and tried to sneak on aboard the ships, only to have their hands bloodied by boat paddles and other wooden and metal objects. They were trapped between the Confederate guns on the bluff and the sailors of their own Navy. To the South of the Confederate works, a gun sounded louder and more powerful and stood out from all the other guns. A rebel yell was shouted along the bluffs Whistling Dick, a huge 32 pound siege gun built in Richmond, Virginia made many a man's blood run cold. Every time Whistling Dick fired a shell it made a high whistling sound. Men and sailors paused listening to the shell come closer. A large explosion echoed across to the men's ears and smoke could be seen rising from the river. Whistling Dick had hit his mark; a transport steamer out in the main channel of the river was rittled and now burning. Soldiers jumped into the river while sailors fought the fire. The pilots tried their best to steer the boat to shore. A roar was heard coming from the Confederate gunners, and a young Union soldier softly said "God Almighty" as he watched the transport burn. The men and boys up front were catching hell. Rebel shells continued to rain down upon them. Muskets crackled sending their deadly fire towards the Union ranks. They fired back blinded by their own smoke as they aim high trying to hit the enemy high on the bluffs. Drummer boys sounded commands the buglers sounded full advance. Sergeants waved their swords and muskets and the blue lines moved forward through the smoke and the hail of lead. At the same time the boys in blue heard the first boom of Whistling Dick. High upon the bluffs Johnny looked down on pure hell, watching the blue lines advancing towards the bottom of the bluff. The steep bluff face was in passable on three sides only the rear was level enough to climb so the enemy had to fight around the base to the rear in order to capture their target any way you looked at it. It would be hell for the blue coats. Just as Johnny looked over to his gun and nodded to Adam a loud boom was heard coming from Fort Hill to the South followed by a whistling sound of a shell in flight. Whistling Dick was in the action. The same Rebel yell the boys in blue heard at the bottom of the bluff was deafening from where Johnny stood. He shielded his eyes from the sun to watch the sputtering fuse from the shell of Whistling Dick in flight high above the river he wondered what they had in range. At that moment he saw the target a explosion echoed across the river and he saw the Union transport burst into flames. A direct hit for old Whistling Dick another roar was heard coming from the boys in Gray. The rest of the battle went by rather quickly as the Union lines were cut to threads. Down below the Union army began it's retreat from the field losses were high. The transports once again steamed in close to shore but this time they were under fire of the Confederate guns high upon the bluff. Shells splashed into the water around them as the haggard Union troops marched aboard holding their muskets this way and that some had their arms in slings others clutching wounds many with out guns. The ironclads came down from their moorings and escorted the loaded transports back up river to lick it's wounds. Once the ironclads retreated up river with the transports safely in between them. The Southern army moved down from the bluff to where the dead and wounded lay. Wagons came to carry the wounded to the hospital; while others picked the bodies clean removing muskets, ammo boxes, shoes, canteens, and personal items whatever they wanted. Johnny moved slowly among the dead and wounded, he soon spotted a young blonde headed lad laying face down in the dirt still clutching the staff of the unit's flag. Laying not five feet away was Billy. "O MY GOD NO!" Not Billy Johnny began to cry the tears running down his face like a river.

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text: Date: Sun, 27 Jun 1999 09:09:29 PDT From: Oh Yes Subject: Angel ------------- Angel ------------- Here's some information about a great local shemale I met a few years back. Her name was Angel (pronouned Ann-Jel). I met her through a now-defunct local in-call escort place called Dak's. I actually met 4-5 shemales via Dak. Angel was a significant cut above the rest. Angel was african-american with a perfect dark caramel skin color. She was about 5'9", slender, very toned, with long black hair. She must have weighed around 120 lbs. She had large implants, I would say C-D cup. A very narrow waist, and nice legs. She was extremely feminine; there's no way anyone would ever guess her between-the-legs secret. I saw Angel 3-4 times before she moved away to California. I had a blast each & every time. She was a little shy the first time I saw her. Kind of quiet & passive. She kept all her clothes on while starting to give me a great blow job. I gently removed her blouse & bra, and was just blown away by her awesome breasts. She had been on hormones for years, and even her nipples looked just like a woman's. I started playing with them immediately. You could feel the firm implants, but they were still nice to look at & touch. As I got harder, I noticed a nice bulge appearing under her mini-skirt. I asked her to remove her skirt & panties, and she paused for a minute to do so. I couldn't believe my eyes when she slid her panties down over her legs. There was the most perfectly shaped, long, thick, circumcised black cock dangling! Wow! This was the first black cock I'd ever seen in person. Angel was semi-erect from giving me head. I reached down to start stroking her spectacular unit, then noticed something unusual: her scrotum was empty?!? I asked her about it, and she said her testicles had been surgically removed. This was definitely a turn-on! Angel then resumed giving me a great blowjob, and I moved my attentions back and forth between her breasts and beautiful cock. I was in heaven! After 10-15 minutes, I asked her if I could fuck her. She said it would be OK if I used a condom (her BJ had been bareback). Even though I had seen a couple shemales at this point, Angel was the first one to agree to anal sex. Fortunately, I had brought a couple condoms with me. She installed a condom onto my rockhard meat & applied some lubricant to the tip & her ass. Then she laid back on the bed and motioned me over. I had a little trouble finding the mark until she reached down and guided me in. I took it easy for the first minute or so, then started pumping her ass furiously. Every so often, I would reach down to stroke her. I liked seeing & feeling it get erect. I would guess she had an 8"-9" dick. It was great. Too great in fact, as I came after just a few minutes. She did not come though, probably because I came so fast. We talked for about 15 minutes after that. She was very open & I really enjoyed getting to know her better. She gave me a hug when I left & asked me to visit her again. I told her she could count on it! As I mentioned, I managed to see Angel again a few more times before she left town. Those visits were even better than the first one, as we were more comfortable with each other. Laughing, joking around, etc. My second visit was a little different in that Dak had been evicted from the townhome he was operating out of. He had temporarily moved to a storefront location just off Nicollet in Minneapolis. The place was kind of a dump & wasn't set up very well for the business he was operating. Angel & I were in an upper loft area in almost full view of Dak and one of his friends watching TV down below. I was freaked out for a few minutes, then realized they didn't give a shit, so why should I? I fucked Angel's nice ass for a long time that day. I'd pull out and rest frequently to keep from coming too fast. During those pullouts, I would play with her unbelievable cock. She would go soft rather quickly without direct attention. I really enoyed watching her cock go between soft and hard over & over. We 69'd on our last visit; we both enjoyed that. I can't deep throat or anything, but she sure loved my effort! She finally treated me with an orgasm on our last visit. There was suprisingly little fluid. Maybe hormones had something to do with that. Angel gave me great head every visit, and I always came in her great tight ass. I can't remember for sure, but I think I came twice on one of our visits. I also titty-fucked her once. On our last visit, one of her implants had been removed. I guess it had taken on an infection. This really didn't matter at all, as she was so sexy in every other way. As I recall, I gave her around $120 for each session. It was a bargain. Angel didn't teach me this trick, but we did it together a couple times. It feels fantastic. One of you lays down on your back, then the other straddles your crotch facing you, so both your cocks are touching each other on the sensitive underside. Got that? Then, you apply a generous amount of lotion or lubricant to both cocks. Now, you take turns (and also together) mutually masturbating both cocks in your hands at the same time. The sensation is absolutely unreal. I always have to stop or slow down after about 60 seconds or I come all over the place. It's the ultimate handjob. It didn't matter if I had just come in her ass 5 minutes earlier, this trick could get me going again almost instantly. Angel told me once she had "dated" one of the Minnesota Twins players a few times. I didn't ask which one, but had no reason to doubt her. Angel was definitely superhot. I was bummed when she left the Twin Cities for California. I'd love to see her again.


text: Date: Sat, 14 Mar 2009 15:15:18 EDT From: Subject: CD Chapter (Returning to the club) C D Chapter VI (Returning to the club) I had been thinking about going back to Indianapolis again after what I `ve been doing there, I would say I couldn't believe what I did but the more I thought about it the more the urge I felt I needed to go back so I gathered my things driving getting myself a room for the weekend. I had purchased several new outfit and tonight as I was dressing I had the perfect outfit putting on a white blouse over my padded bra, white very small bikini panties and a short brown skirt that flared out at the bottom, I was getting pretty bold with this it was much shorter than the one I wore there last time coming up well past mid thigh. After lotioning up my legs real nice again with this being a warm night no hose and finishing up with my wig and three inch open toe shoes, looking at myself in the mirror I thought I looked nice and this was a good look for me not saying good girl and close to borderline sleaze which is what I was looking for. Before leaving I was just looking admiring myself in the mirror, I did make a not to bad looking girl and with this skirt and heels on my legs looked so right and sexy. I fired myself up a joint smoking it giving me an intense high and more confidents to go out like this then I got in my car driving the few miles there. Arriving it was a little before eleven and not to many people standing to get in, I took a deep breath got out the car strolling over swaying my hips side to side, I saw a couple guys looking as I approached so I gave it a little move thrust to my walk showing more confidents in being like this. Going by them I heard them both comment "look at the legs on that" the other said "and the ass too" loud enough wanting me to hear I just looked at them smiling big. Getting to the door one of the guys there said "hey so you came back I was hoping you would save me a dance on my break and you are in for free". I again just smiled big replying in my best girl voice "ok" and just as I walked by I felt him put his hand on my butt giving it a good squeeze holding it a few seconds startling me some I turned looking at him still smiling, he winked saying "and that will get you a drink". I just chuckled going in wondering what was in stored for me tonight, I paused looking around scanning the dance floor as usual it was crowded with other girls like me and guys dancing once thing for sure they know how to play the best music to keep people out there and they don't mind the freakiest ways we dance as I was observing. Strolling my way over to the bar as I got close I had to wiggle my way between a couple guys and as I did the one behind me purposely leaned forward rubbing his mid area on my butt and I felt his semi hard cock for some reason I paused slightly then kept going I thought I better not turn give him the wrong idea. Getting to the bar I was about to order my drink but before I could speak the bartender said "hi Monica and will you be having a long island?" He surprised me and I answered "yes I didn't think you would remember". He grinned saying "oh I remember you can't forget the lovely Monica who I must say is looking extra nice tonight" I just blushed from his compliment "well the lovely Monica better be careful tonight dressed like that the wolves will be on the prowl". I replied "I'll be ok but thanks" having no idea what he meant by that, I paid him then started to walk away when I was looking right in the face of a tall attracted black man who was staring at me looking me up and down with a look of lust. "Aren't you a tall sexy black glass of water I'm Stan and who are you" he asked, I paused admiring him answering "I'm Monica and glad to meet you" he stepped back looking me over again saying "I don't come here often but you got to be new here" I replied I've been here a couple other time. We stood making small talk caring on a good conversation the more we talked the more comfortable I was getting with him he was saying just the right things and I could see he had no intentions of letting me get away or let anyone else have a chance to talk to me much. He saw a booth open in the back taking my hand telling me to come sit with him letting me slide in first and when I sat my skirt went way up to high on my legs exposing I think a tad of panty "umm, umm, umm" I heard him moan licking his bottom lip at me sitting next and I mean very next to me. When the waiter came by he ordered us drinks two for each of us as we continued talking then he surprised me without saying a word put his hand on my thigh rubbing up the inner part of it, I kind of jumped some but he didn't say a thing just held his hand on it. I looked over at him he had this too confident look on his face and since he got no reaction from me he began to rub it more saying "umm you have nice big soft beautiful leg you don't mind me touching do you" I didn't get a chance to answer he did for me replying he didn't think so. I grabbed my one drink turning it up gulping it down glancing at him again he said "I like this song we need to dance but I want you to feel something" he grabbed my hand putting it on the front of his pants running it up the shaft of his cock, I looked down at it not taking my hand away feeling how thick and semi hard it was. He released my hand and I just stroked it a few seconds before letting it go looking him in the face he was all smiles saying "you like that and tonight its all going to be for you". I replied but smiled "what makes you think I'm that easy for you" he grinned grabbing my hand putting it back on his cock rubbing it saying "oh by how you were stroking me and still are I can tell you are interested" I guess he was right it did feel good and he would be my first black man I continued squeezing it looking at him licking my lips. He winked saying "I hope those luscious lips find its way around what you have your hand on" I gave it one last rub going up feeling around the head letting it go again he just smiled taking me by the hand going out to the dance floor. It was a good fast song and the floor got crowded leaving us little room causing us to dance close together which I could tell he didn't mind putting his arms up dancing inches from me looking at him I could tell he was a good dancer and my mind went thinking I bet he would be good in the sack. But my mind went back thinking don't be so easy hold out this time don't sleep with a guy first time you meet him reminding myself of what I did my other two times here but he was so cute. We went dancing to a couple songs on the third one I turned around backing my butt up to him he put his hands right on my hips holding me there I wiggled and positioned my hip so his cock was nested between my cheeks. I rolled my hips as he held me tighter and I could feel his cock getting harder growing on my ass giving me such a tingle inside, we finished dancing that way and on the next song it went right into a slow one and as usual they dimmed the lights really dark. I turned and he took me in his arms holding me around my waist running his hand up and down my back and I could really feel his hard cock pressing on me he whispered in my ear "see baby what you do to me" taking my hand surprising me putting it in his pants. I don't know what got into me but I couldn't let it go rubbing all over it running my hand around the head he was getting so hard, I also felt his hands go under the back of my skirt feeling all over my bare cheeks since my panties were nested pretty far up in the folds of my ass. He was squeezing fondling them spreading his fingers wide clutching them his touch was feeling so good I began panting in his ear holding and stroking his cock harder. "Dam baby I didn't know you had all this ass hidden under this skirt round, big and soft with the perfect cheeks hanging down" he said softly, I continued rolling my hips letting him have his way with me for three song good thing it stopped there I was about to bust when it stopped. As the lights started to come back up I slipped my hand up from the front of his pants he hesitated but let my ass go but not until after several seconds holding, massaging my cheeks. Looking each other in the eyes I licked my bottom lip he moaned "umm baby we need to go outside and take are of this big problem you've giving me" reaching down he took my hand and we walked out the door going outside "where are we going" I asked, he replied "to my van". We went a couple rows in and he pushed a button and a nice custom van in front of us beeped with the inside lights coming on dimly, he opened the side door saying "get in". As I was getting in he reached up squeezing my cheeks again, it was obvious looking in he came prepared for something the bed already down I sat on the edge as he sat next to me I watched as he went opening his pants pulling out his semi hard cock. "Lets see if you can do what I think you can with those pretty full lips" he said, I watched as he reached up pulling my head down when he cock reached my lips I parted them taking about half inside clamping down on it. Moving slow I went up and down on it sucking hard from the middle to the head taking more in my mouth slowly, his hand was nested on my head working it in rhythm to his pumps "umm I knew with those lips you would be a good cock sucker" he moaned. He kept pushing my head and I could feel more of his cock going in my mouth it began hitting the back of my throat and I started gagging some and he stopped pushing so much letting me do my thing, I knew sucking a big cock like this needed some hand work also. Between bobbing my head up and down on it sometimes I would stop holding just the head in between my lips sucking hard pumping the shaft with my hand twisting it going down doing it then back up. His hips really began to pump to my face he moaned "it won't be long and I don't know what you been doing but you better swallow my entire load I don't want you to waste one drop". I went holding just the head in my mouth sucking as hard as I could pumping the shaft fast up and down for several long seconds I cut my eyes up at him as he said loud "here it comes swallow it" just as I felt the first spurt land on my tongue. It was an incredibly large spurt too followed by several more almost equally loads coating the back of my tongue, I began swallowing fast gulping it all in feeling it slither down my throat good thing too because it seemed he just kept cumming still filling my mouth up. I pulled and pulled engulfing it all doing as he wished eating every drop sucking hard on the head pulling off licking the tip, we made eye contact staring at each other " umm that was nice now its time for me to get your brown spot turn over and lay on the bed. I went laying on my stomach as he sat up next to me "lets just see what we have under here" I felt him lift my skirt up to my waist and he slapped my ass a few times watching it jiggle rubbing it "dam you are not suppose to have an ass like this girls would love to have your butt and I like how you got these panties sticking way in your ass tight" he said. Again he just sat there rubbing my cheeks making them roll then he reached up pulling my panties down and I wiggled out them "I bet fucking you in the ass will be better than your mouth". I began thinking and moaned to him "I shouldn't be doing this I have a boyfriend" he just kept fondling my lobes replying "really well baby on this night I'm going to be your boyfriend and I'm going to fill this ass up with a ton of cum. I moaned "you can't cum in me you have to use a condom" he chuckled saying "ok baby I won't cum in you but I'm going in this ass raw, no way I'm going to pass on getting in you raw". He began rubbing some oil around on my butt hole pushing one then two fingers in me I opened my legs some feeling him slowly pushing his fingers deep up in my ass twisting them I could only moan with pleasure "dam baby your ass is tight" he said. He continued finger fucking my ass I couldn't help but move my hips in a circle moaning and panting louder with each push of his fingers, in me deep he went stopping my hips shook with pleasure then he slowly pulled them out and you could hear my butt hole pop. I looked back over and he was removing his pants getting between my legs rubbing lube on his cock, he pulled me up on my hands and knees positioning his cock at my hole giving it a little push and the head went in. I moaned "umm" as the head popped inside me he paused a few seconds then started slowly moving working inch by inch of his cock in me, I could fill it stretching me open going deep in me "oh Stanley" I moaned. His hands were on my hips and he pulled me back pushing forward and I felt his balls touching me and I knew he was all inside, I was feeling all tingly with pleasure he said softly "dam baby your ass really is tight but your cheeks are so soft on me. He moved slowly and I could feel his cock moving in and out me sending tingles through my body he took his time moving just enough to make it feel really good after a couple minutes of him doing all the work I started moving my hips to him, each time he push in I moved my hips back to him. With each passing pump I could feel him going a little faster slow down then move fast again stopping then do it over I was loving how he felt inside me, even though he wasn't the biggest of the few cock that been in me what ever he was doing was simply the best. I felt him pulling me back tight by my hips pushing his entire cock in me stopping holding it twisting his hips side by side then slowly and I mean slowly he pulled back stopping with only the head in me twisting again then just as slow he went back in me several times. Finally he pulled back and the head came out my asshole and we both could hear slurp from the wet lips popping together "umm I like the sound of that" so he did it over and over the more he did it the louder it seemed to get again he stopped holding just the head in. I felt him slap my hips and my butt cheeks jiggled " dam I still can't believe you have an ass like this" he slapped it a few more times then he started long stroking me slow I couldn't take it moaning and panting loud even cumming shooting my juice on his bed. Faster he began to go slamming it in me I was humping hard back to him the way he was fucking me was unbelievable deep in deep out I felt with his balls hitting me he started talking to me saying "Tell big daddy how you like him fucking you, tell him how you want his cum in you". I was moaning "umm it feels so good too good but I can't let you cumin me" he really began buckling his hips slamming it in me I was in so much pleasure he was going so fast saying "don't big daddy's dick feel good in you tell me now you want my cum, tell me". I was in so much pleasure I just lost it moaning loud "oh Stan please cum in me I want to feel it please cum in me" then his hips buckled and he stopped holding every inch in me exploding shooting what seem like a ton of cum I me, I could feel the fluid flowing in me and his cock pulsating shooting each large spurt that truly was unbelievable. He leaned down as he was finishing milking it all in me saying "baby you knew I was going to cum in you I just wanted to hear you beg or it wasn't worth it" he kissed me lightly on the cheek pulling back and his cock slurped out my wet well used hole and he laid next to me. I looked at him reaching back feeling my butt I could feel his cum leaking out me I smiled replying "it was good, it was better than good the best I've had" he chuckled saying "well baby if it was that good I need you to do one thing for me so I can fuck you again". I asked what he told me he needed me to suck him again quickly and help keep him hard, I told him I couldn't do that suck his cock after he just came out my ass, he just said "well its your ass and I will love you for it come on". He reached over turned my head pushing it down towards it and once again I just parted my lips going up and down sucking him it wasn't that bad at all so I kept going "that's it baby nothing wrong with sucking the dick that just came out that ass". Faster and deeper I went sucking cock like I had been and he once again got very hard then he reached down lifting my head up from it smiling at me "see that wasn't so bad now time for round three and I just bet your pretty black ass can make me cum again" he said. Down he pushed me laying me flat on my stomach lifting up my skirt feeling over my cheeks it was apparent he liked my ass then got over spreading my cheeks guiding his cock in me with one push and a nice long slurp it was obvious he loosen my ass up from before. Again he sent shivers of pleasure through my whole body I laid there flat rolling my hips panting breathing hard enjoying how he was holding it all in me turning "Oh Stanley, oh Stanley" I moaned and screamed loud, he really began going fast I still laid there but was screaming loud "oh, oh" each time he thrust in me. Down he went all the way in me stopping and again I felt the walls of his cock thrusting shooting more warm hot cum in me "umm baby it feels so good" I panted he just laid on top of me pumping it all in. I felt him kiss me on my cheek again saying softly "now that load is deep inside you"


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The management of Quilox have released a statement on the altercation of music star Oritsefemi at the night club on Saturday, November 12.

According to the statement, the artiste spent time in police custody before being released on bail. Oritsfemi who pretended to be dead during the scene of the fight is said to be expected back at the police station on Tuesday.

Read Quilox’s account of the issue below

At about 2am on Saturday, 12th of Nov. 2016, Oritsefemi came into Quilox without prior reservations or table bookings. Tables are allocated to customers who have made prior paid table bookings in advance of their arrival except such customer is a patron or member of the club. . .

However, Oritsefemi who did not fall into any of the categories above approached a patron’s table-of-six, and pleaded to be accommodated, with the understanding that other guests of the said patron were still been expected. . .
In a surprising turn of events, Oristsemi who was drinking from the patrons bottle, attempted to sit 8 of his guests at the table, the surprised patron strongly rejected such effrontery and invited the bouncer guarding the floor to intervene. . .

The bouncer politely approached Oritsefemi and told him the patrons guests were still being expected, but Oristefemi, in a fit of unprovoked rage, slapped the bouncer then proceeded to breaking a glass in his hand and stabing him in the eye. . .

The scene quickly became rowdy as other customers rushed to the table and confronted the artiste for his violent behavior, our security team quickly stepped in to salvage the situation by carrying Oristefemi out of the club. . . Oristefemi faced by an enraged crowd outside and perhaps realizing the gravity of his offense pretended to collapse. The artiste and the bouncer were subsequently rushed to a nearby hospital . .

The bouncer affected later pressed charges at Bar Beach police station, where Oritsefemi accepted his offense and pleaded for mercy, he was granted bail at 12pm on the 13th of Nov. and advised to report back to the station on Tues. 15th of Nov. 2016. . . We were hesitant to release a press statement as several well meaning people have attempted to intercede on behalf of the artiste, but after his malicious and grossly false account of the events that occured, it is only fair that we defend the integrity and ethos of our organization.

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This video featuring Astor Piazzolla with his electric octet from 1975 is one of two in which he performs this piece, probably his last great melody actually resembling a tango.The other one is later and in black and white and survives in better shape. This one is previous and in color but survived in a very damaged condition and the soundtrack was spoiled (you can find the original version easily to confirm it). So I dubbed the commercial recording even though the video goes out of sync by a matter of a few seconds.

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Arson defendant loses bond appeal

WOODSTOCK – A man accused of setting a fire inside a local Wal-Mart was denied bail Friday for the second time in several days.

Leonard Garris Jr., 24, of 249 Lakeview Drive, Woodstock, was returned to the Rappahannock-Shenandoah-Warren Regional Jail after Circuit Judge Dennis L. Hupp said releasing him from jail would be too risky to public safety.

Authorities say Garris used a cigarette lighter to start a fire on a piece of wood covered in plastic.

The fire was quickly suppressed by two customers who seized a fire extinguisher. Authorities say the damage would have been much worse had the fire reached some nearby solvents and other flammable materials.

Garris had already left the scene by the time firefighters arrived. Law enforcement officials say he is facing additional charges connected to a dumpster fire that broke out at the Hampton Inn a short time after the Wal-Mart fire.

Assistant Public Defender Peter McDermott told Hupp that Garris wanted to move out of his residence on Lakeview Drive and live with one of his brothers in Fort Valley.

“Really, his brothers are his family,” McDermott said of Garris, adding that he believed they could raise $500 cash for bond.

McDermott also cited a sole conviction for trespassing in North Carolina as evidence that Garris is not a hardened criminal and need not be held without bond.

A charge of arson carries a presumption against bond, although judges are not bound by it.

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Welcome to CUDA: Week in Review, an online news summary for the worldwide CUDA and GPU computing community.
In the Cloud: On Demand GPU Supercomputing from Amazon EC2
For the first time ever, enterprises and start-ups can access the supercomputing power of NVIDIA GPUs via the cloud - through a new service called Amazon Elastic Compute Cloud (EC2).

Why it matters: Supercomputing is increasingly important for technological innovation in everything from medical research and product design to climate modeling and energy exploration. However, the upfront cost of systems has limited their use, especially at the early stages of a project when people want to try out new ideas. By making GPUs available through Amazon EC2, supercomputing will be available to more innovators earlier in the process.

Peter De Santis, general manager of Amazon EC2, comments: "We're excited to help our customers access the raw power of GPU technology and look forward to the innovation this will enable." See Amazon Web Services blog post:
CUDA Toolkit 3.2 Delivers up to 300% Performance Improvement
NVIDIA announced the production release of CUDA Toolkit 3.2, which provides significant performance increases, improved math libraries and advanced cluster management features, including an up to 300% performance improvement in the CUDA BLAS library (CUBLAS) – which is eight times faster than the latest Intel MKL (Math Kernel Library).
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Mathematica 8 Supports the GPU
Wolfram's Mathematica 8 harnesses GPU devices for general computations using CUDA. A range of Mathematica 8 GPU-enhanced functions are built-in for areas such as linear algebra, image processing, financial simulation and Fourier transforms.
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Why not at Fordham?

Why not at Fordham?

(Barry Williams/for New York Daily News)

This month, Fordham University, my alma mater, denied students on campus the chance to form a student group to support Palestinian rights.

We thought we’d go through the same application process as any other student group. Instead, we were subject to a protracted 13-month review process.

We were eventually approved by the student government and started preparing for our inaugural event — only to learn that Dean of Students Keith Eldredge implemented a rarely used veto power to ban the group from campus

I was still a student when the application to form the group, Students for Justice in Palestine, was first submitted. The process included repeated meetings with administrators; questioning around Gov. Cuomo’s widely criticized executive order against the Boycott, Divestment and Sanctions movement; and numerous administrative hurdles.

All of this drained my time and energy and had a serious impact on my studies. I graduated and was never given a chance to advocate for what I believe in on my campus. Now, current and future students won’t have that chance, either.

Advocating for the basic rights of Palestinians is more than just a conviction for me, it is an integral part of my identity. My mother’s father was a Polish survivor of Nazi labor camps, and my father’s parents were born in Palestine prior to the establishment of Israel in 1948. These two histories of oppression taught me to value human dignity and to fight injustice wherever I see it.

My relatives in the West Bank have been forced to live under Israeli military rule for decades now, with no ability to control even the most basic aspects of their lives. The Israeli government controls the borders, which means that even though my grandparents — one of whom is a U.S. veteran — were born there, they are now prohibited from living in their birthplace. They can only obtain a visitor’s visa for three months a year, if they’re lucky.

When I travel to Palestine to visit my relatives, I am routinely discriminated against and threatened by Israeli soldiers at checkpoints simply because I am Palestinian.

It’s only natural that I wanted to establish Students for Justice in Palestine — an organization that exists on over 170 campuses nationwide — at Fordham.

I was devastated to discover that Fordham would prohibit SJP — and, even worse, do so not because of any bad behavior, but simply because of what it represents on paper. This decision violates the free speech and academic freedom the university guarantees under Title VI of the federal Civil Rights Act in addition to its own values as an institution “committed to research and education that assist in the alleviation of poverty, the promotion of justice, the protection of human rights and respect for the environment.”

This experience has underscored how difficult it is to talk about Palestinian freedom in America without facing serious suppression. In recent years, students and faculty who choose to speak critically of Israeli policies have faced increasing pushback, a problem that has been widely documented by constitutional and civil rights attorneys. In the first half of 2016 alone, there were 171 such incidents of suppression across the country.

Despite these obstacles, support for Palestinian rights has grown over the years as more Americans have become aware of the oppression facing Palestinians. Recent polls found that 60% of Democrats and 46% of all Americans support sanctions or stronger action against Israel for building settlements on Palestinian land, and that sympathy for Palestinians among millennials has tripled since 2006.

Fordham and other institutions can try to shut down this growing social justice movement, but they won’t succeed in silencing people who feel a moral imperative to create a better world.

The great Dr. Martin Luther King Jr., who called on the U.S. government and consumers to boycott and divest from the apartheid regime in South Africa, once said, “A man dies when he refuses to stand up for that which is right. A man dies when he refuses to stand up for justice. A man dies when he refuses to take a stand for that which is true.” Despite Fordham’s wishes otherwise, I won’t give up this fight. I will continue to stand up for what is right until freedom rings. I will not die.

My request of Fordham is a very modest one: Let Students for Justice in Palestine live.

Awad is a recent Fordham graduate.

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The most popular story on the NZ Herald website on Tuesday night was "The $400,000 smalltown job that no one wants".

Although going by the huge response on social media, it seems there are plenty of people who want the job.

Or rather they want the salary. The problem is they are not qualified doctors.

The qualified doctors, it seems, do not want this incredibly well-paid job because it's based in Tokoroa. Gasp. Imagine.

For those that missed it, a Tokoroa doctor is struggling to fill a job that offers a young GP the potential to earn an eye-watering $400,000-plus a year.

He believes that's due to the perception of a rural general practitioner being a dead-end job.

Judging by some of the comments on the Herald's Facebook page, there are plenty of negative stereotypes about Tokoroa that I imagine residents would take issue with.

Moving from a city like Auckland or Wellington to Tokoroa would undoubtedly be a big adjustment.

And presumably young doctors, after years of training and hard slog, don't see a GP practice in Tokoroa (or any small town) as a great career step.

While that's a shame, it's understandable they want to be where the action is career-wise.

But it does seem unbelievable no one is willing to even take a punt on Tokoroa. For that salary and the lower cost of living, they could live like a king or queen.

Tokoroa has its selling points, as many current and former residents have been quick to point out, including the fact it's just a 45-minute drive to Rotorua, where there is plenty for a newly cashed-up doctor to splash out on.

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Hosea 1:10-11

Hosea 1:10-11

Spend time in prayer and silence with God asking Him to meet with you and speak to you.

Someday it will be impossible to count the people of Israel, because they will be as many of them as there are grains of sand along the seashore. They are now called “Not my People,” but in the future they will be called “Children of the Living God.” Israel and Judah will unite and choose one leader. Then they will take back their land, and this will be a great day for Jezreel.

– Hosea 1:10-11

The FAITHFUL LOVE of God stands at the center of the book of Hosea. The names of Gomer’s children convey the message of Israel’s unfaithfulness to God. But in the above verses, we see a prophetic reversal of those names as God continues to show Himself as the faithful covenant keeper! In the New Testament, Paul writes: “Even if we are faithless, He remains faithful, for He cannot deny Himself” (2 Timothy 2:13). This is the one attribute of God that we all need to hold tightly to and thank Him for daily. He loves us faithfully, steadily and relentlessly. He is a covenant keeping God!

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