One day Fapumi and Biggie were making out on the school roof when some b*tch showed up asking them if they had gone all the way yet. Fapumi was like "f**k noah" and Biggie was like "we only need 1500 yen to rent a love hotel room to go all teh wai." They told b*tch to go eat a donger so they could continue their hawt session before math class. Biggie went full tongue but Fapumi was hesitant to reciprocate because bottoms are always written as shallow retards.
After school, Fapumi and Biggie walked to work holding dicks. "Tonight we'll go like all teh wai, Fapumi, and it will be magical." Fapumi, playing to type, was a shy faggot and stared blankly ahead. Except when he finished in Biggie's hand.
At the sex shop where they worked, they were confronted by Itchy Dongy, their shift manager. He seemed to constantly have crabs, which is why nobody would f**k him even though he was reportedly 13 inches long. "Hey you wonderful rainbows! Give me some of that sugar!" He was obviously desperate, but even Biggie wasn't blueballing badly enough to take Itchy's crabs up the ass just for sex. "Sorry, boss, but I'm saving it up for Fapumi tonight after work. I've been holding back this hot shot of man mayo for like a week and it's got an eye for Fap's ass." He said. Fapumi kept playing to type and only blushed at the thought of getting tagged in the chute. Biggie worked the counter while Fapumi took cleaning duty. Itchy went into the back room to speak with the store manager about Fapumi. Their manager was one of the most notorious queens in the city, constantly seen with Fapumi's father, c*nta, at the local gay bar. Itchy had been trying to get into Fapumi's tight virgin ass ever since he was hired, and had been getting tips from the manager about how to steal him away from Biggie. He was always unsuccessful, and this time would be no different because of crabs.
As they were walking home after work, Biggie heard the familiar horns and bells of a pride parade gathering and dragged Fapumi along to watch. However, instead of the usual crowd of regulars, it was led by the notorious Akagi RedBalls, the gayest of the gays in the c*ntry. Their team leaders, the Nutsack Hottie Brothers, were renowned for having the most expensive sex toys and incredible skills in the bedroom, including their patented "twin butthole drift" which put two dicks in one ass in one slick movement.
The younger brother, EffingGay, or EG as he liked to be called, scoured the crowd looking for hawt guise to plunge into. "We're the Akagi RedBalls, and I'm looking for the tightest, puckeriest browneye to launch my spackle cannon into. I'll f**k anything that applies, until I find what I'm looking for. Who's the tightest ass in this group?" Biggie and Fapumi were still reeling from the realization of the celebrities in their midst, and neither said anything. "I don't know if I'm the tightest, but I'm Itchy Dongy, and I'm pretty damn good." Itchy stepped forward and accepted his fate, as EG began ramming him from behind. Many more took to this challenge, hoping to be the one EG was seeking, but in the end he remained unsatisfied with the common chaff.
All the time spent watching the spectacle left Biggie and Fapumi tired. Their moment of rough and hairy piston packing would have to wait another night.
Sometime after midnight, EG was strutting down the street on his Segway when a dazzling sparkle caught his eye. A young man was delivering what looked like a box of porn to a love hotel, dressed in the most amazing pink sequin vest and assless chaps. Even at just a glance, EG knew he had to have this guy. He laid down the throttle on his Segway and tore after the guy at a blistering jogging pace.
But the mystery man suddenly jumped on his own Segway and began speeding down the street himself. This had become a race, with the prize being that man's dirt button... if EG could catch him.
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WILL EG CATCH THIS ELUSIVE PORN DELIVERYMAN? WILL BIGGIE FINALLY LAND THAT WHALE THAT IS FAPUMI? WILL THIS EVER MAKE AN OUNCE OF SENSE? TUNE IN NEXT TIME FOR ANOTHER EXCITING EPISODE OF INITIAL G! DON'T MISS IT! |
