A Bedtime Tale 3

2007-10-10 20:20:18 by Reyals

This was a PM to g0t, then a thread, and now this. Yarrg.

So I was walking in the park one day when I noticed my shoe wasn't quite making contact with the ground. I was stepping on something, that was for sure, but it wasn't the sidewalk. I bend my foot around so I can see the bottom and notice a mess of matted fur and blood.

Lucky for me, I hadn't see Jim since we last made love. I woke up and he was gone. I guess when I felt something break under my sock as I got out of bed that day I should have realized where he went, but I was too distraught.

Thank god I found him, I thought to myself. He was a little flat, but I've stretched out his little squirrel asshole before, I can do it again.

I reminds me of the old saying. When life gives you lemons, make lemonade.

Or fuck a dead squirrel, or something.


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2007-10-10 21:29:59



2007-11-18 17:08:46

omg. thats fucking sick.

Reyals responds:

I could let you borrow him. He's in the washer now, so you won't have to worry about any dried cum if that's what you're wondering.