Collector's Item
By: Semibu
Tyrone isn't like any other collector. He's not into stamps, coins,
furniture, old vinyl, Elvis Presley memorabilia, toys cars or
cigarette cards. Tyrone is into shit. He keeps his jars in the
refrigerator. Each jar has a name on it. There's an empty jar there
with my name on it.
JOSH wasn't sure if he should go back to Tyrone's place. He wasn't
sure if he should hop into bed. He provided a great service. Josh
was delicious but came out of Tyrone's hole a little on the sloppy
side. 4 out of 10.
BRAD tried to lead the way. Tyrone was soon in control. Brad was a
formidable cock-sucker but, 8 hours later and very runny, Brad was
'squirted' out of Tyrone's rear and into his jar. 2 out of 10.
WILLY was the perfect one-night stand. He was funny, honest,
trusting and passionate. He served and served and served his master.
He was also the perfect, early morning dump. A firm, no mess 10 out
of 10.
JAMES never really understood the situation. James didn't realise
that Tyrone's throat really did mean business. Despite all his
shouting and squirming, James slithered into Tyrone's belly and
added himself to his eater's collection. A soft 7 out of 10.
TYRONE & ME are face to face. There's a shit jar with my name on it.
Tyrone's tongue is massive. Tyrone's throat is wide. Tyrone is
suddenly in control. I hate the guy but I can't resist him. I'll be
filling that vacant jam jar all too soon. Tyrone gets his meat. He
opens his gullet and gulps. He loosens the lid. As I slither into
his depths, I hope to be a medium to firm 9.