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ria_oaksAm entertaining myself with the Instant Slash Story Generator. Some seriously funny shit comes out of this thing.
Instant Slash Story!
The darkness was all around as Jack walked through Beach down towards his Caves, random thoughts of fucking crossing his mind.
He
had been shocked earlier when Kate had told him she often dreamed about
Locke involved in blow job with a polar bear , but each to their own,
she didn't know about his fantasies involving Sawyer .
One day
he would discuss his feelings with Hurley, but not yet, he still hardly
believed how aroused he could be by just thinking of Sawyer
masturbating himself with a oil.
The night air was fresh and he
sat down in a quiet location and began to stroke the knife he was
carrying with him. Would Sawyer's chest feel like that to his ass?
What would Sawyer think of him if he knew how his cock grew hard as he thought of eating fruit off Sawyer's beautiful penis?
Jack rubbed the knife against his chest whispering Sawyer's name to
himself. He knew he should stop and wait until he got back to his Caves
but desire overtook him and he came, screaming Sawyer's name into the
night.
Meanwhile, Sawyer had not been able to sleep and had
decided to go out in the night air. Beach was such a beautiful place at
this time of the night. He took a bite of the fruit he was carrying and
leisurely scratched his chest.
He jumped in alarm as he heard a
voice in the distance. Was that Jack calling his name. He must be in
trouble to shout for him with such desperation. He dropped his fruit
and ran towards the sound of his honey's voice.
Sawyer stumbled
through the darkness towards Jack. Panicked thoughts ran through his
head. Was his honey being attacked by a polar bear. Was he about to be
raped by The Others dressed as Locke? His heart beat faster and he felt
the pulse throbbing in his ass.
Jack, Jack, my honey, screamed
Sawyer. It's alright, I'm coming, I'll save you! Jack leaped to his
feet in panic, dropping the knife and trying to untangle his trousers
from around his ankles. He fell over, his bare penis pointing in the
air.
Sawyer! Jack gasped embarrassedly. What are you doing
here? Hurley said you were in your Caves engaged in some fucking with
Kate.
No, I was alone in my Caves with nothing but my oil for
company. I couldn't sleep for thinking how beautiful your penis was,
and how I would like to stroke my chest against it, and have you kiss
my ass, and now I see your penis for myself I realise that not even
Locke has a penis to compare with yours.
Oh, honey, Hurley said you felt that way but I never believed him, I thought you loved Kate.
What!
That old polar bear, I'd rather get involved in blow job with The
Others, a knife and fruit than dream of fucking with her, Ooh, the very
thought makes my ass curl.
Oh, Jack!
Oh, Sawyer, my honey!
Cue soft music, sounds of fucking and blow job, soft focus and fade.........
I tried doing it a second time with House/Wilson, but it's just not as funny the second time since you have an idea of what words will be used in which places. It'd be cool if they had a few more templates for more variety. Oh well.
Logged in another ~3-4 hours of DQVIII today, and 0 hours of essay. -_- Addicting game...
Instant Slash Story!
The darkness was all around as Jack walked through Beach down towards his Caves, random thoughts of fucking crossing his mind.
He
had been shocked earlier when Kate had told him she often dreamed about
Locke involved in blow job with a polar bear , but each to their own,
she didn't know about his fantasies involving Sawyer .
One day
he would discuss his feelings with Hurley, but not yet, he still hardly
believed how aroused he could be by just thinking of Sawyer
masturbating himself with a oil.
The night air was fresh and he
sat down in a quiet location and began to stroke the knife he was
carrying with him. Would Sawyer's chest feel like that to his ass?
What would Sawyer think of him if he knew how his cock grew hard as he thought of eating fruit off Sawyer's beautiful penis?
Jack rubbed the knife against his chest whispering Sawyer's name to
himself. He knew he should stop and wait until he got back to his Caves
but desire overtook him and he came, screaming Sawyer's name into the
night.
Meanwhile, Sawyer had not been able to sleep and had
decided to go out in the night air. Beach was such a beautiful place at
this time of the night. He took a bite of the fruit he was carrying and
leisurely scratched his chest.
He jumped in alarm as he heard a
voice in the distance. Was that Jack calling his name. He must be in
trouble to shout for him with such desperation. He dropped his fruit
and ran towards the sound of his honey's voice.
Sawyer stumbled
through the darkness towards Jack. Panicked thoughts ran through his
head. Was his honey being attacked by a polar bear. Was he about to be
raped by The Others dressed as Locke? His heart beat faster and he felt
the pulse throbbing in his ass.
Jack, Jack, my honey, screamed
Sawyer. It's alright, I'm coming, I'll save you! Jack leaped to his
feet in panic, dropping the knife and trying to untangle his trousers
from around his ankles. He fell over, his bare penis pointing in the
air.
Sawyer! Jack gasped embarrassedly. What are you doing
here? Hurley said you were in your Caves engaged in some fucking with
Kate.
No, I was alone in my Caves with nothing but my oil for
company. I couldn't sleep for thinking how beautiful your penis was,
and how I would like to stroke my chest against it, and have you kiss
my ass, and now I see your penis for myself I realise that not even
Locke has a penis to compare with yours.
Oh, honey, Hurley said you felt that way but I never believed him, I thought you loved Kate.
What!
That old polar bear, I'd rather get involved in blow job with The
Others, a knife and fruit than dream of fucking with her, Ooh, the very
thought makes my ass curl.
Oh, Jack!
Oh, Sawyer, my honey!
Cue soft music, sounds of fucking and blow job, soft focus and fade.........
I tried doing it a second time with House/Wilson, but it's just not as funny the second time since you have an idea of what words will be used in which places. It'd be cool if they had a few more templates for more variety. Oh well.
Logged in another ~3-4 hours of DQVIII today, and 0 hours of essay. -_- Addicting game...
