This blog is a collection of my stories. Stories of love and lust. Stories of a man's love for another man. Stories of all sorts of love one man might have for another. All are just fiction unless I specify otherwise. Even in my true stories, I've changed the names. I hope you enjoy them. I'd love it if you'd tell me one way or the other, but be nice. Please. If you have a picture that you think would inspire a story, or a story line you'd like me to try, send it to me via e-mail at: ispyanakedguy@gmail.com
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Disclaimer: All pictures and videos, unless otherwise noted, were taken from the Internet and are assumed to be public domain. There was no intention to break any copyright or to make profit from the images in any way or inflict any harm. If you own the copyright to a photo or video displayed on my blog, or are in it, and want it removed, please send me a message and I will gladly remove it.
Monday, March 5, 2012
(sorce: http://kenabismo.tumblr.com/)
I can't help it guys. It just happens anytime I get naked outside.
-You should have warned us. I don't want to look at your hard dick all day. Hell put you shorts back on then.
-What's the matter, you can't bry you eyes away from his cock?
-Fuck you. He must be a fucking queer.
-So what if he is, he's our friend.
-I thought I was to.
-You are, but you need to cut the crap. He hasn't done a thing to you.
-I couldn't be less interested in messing with you. You're not exactly my type.
-So what's your type, bigger cock, hairyer?
-Bigger chest and smaller waist and nothing hanging out in front but boobs.
-Oh so you're trying to tell me you're straight?
-Yeah, I'm straight. I told you it just happens when I get naked outside. That's why I didn't ride with you guys in the World Nake Bike Ride.
-As I remember, you're the one who was getting the occasional boner on the ride.
-There were women there.
-There was one girl there with saggy boobs and a belly with a big scare on it.
-There were others.
-Dude, you got a boner when we were in the park having lunch and those two guys were kissing.
-I did not.
-Look man, we all know you're a closet gay. We ran across your magazine collection when we were rearranging the dorm room. It's cool, I am to.
-HUH! YOU'RE GAY?
-Yeah, he's gay. We all know he is and couldn't care less. We don't care if you're gay as long as you just cut the crap and come out of your closet.
-I don't want to be gay.
-Dude, you are what you are. You can't make yourself straight by pretending to be. Look, we're fine with it, you should be to.
-I don't know what to say, I'm sorry for the way I acted.
-We understand, don't worry about it. Say, you and Buddy ought ot get together. He thinks you're pretty hot.
- Really Buddy? I think you're beautiful.
-Hey, look who's got the boner now.
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