The chunky sailor wants this nizzle
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So I go the bar as usual tonight, sit and feel happy because the nice Canadian is there. His dyke friend leaves and I take her seat. In stumbles a chunky drunk as a mother fucking skunk man, who acts kinda military but I couldn't imagine him passing a physical.
He sits down in the seat next to me, and immediately I ask him if he's drank too much. Within 2 minutes he's telling me about his abusive father and how he joined the military to prove to himself that faggots can do it. He joined the fucking Navy of course and his role is some kind of post partem helper. He checks for remainder placenta or something..... Now if that won't confirm that you're a cocksucker I don't know what will.
So he's obviously impressed by my caring psychologist demeanor. Of course my sarcastic race based sense of humour got his eyes twinkling too. Mother fucker wants me bad. He's all up on me and the people are starting to look. I tell him to back off that we're in a public place. He doesn't care. I tease him. When I give him my phone number, I stick in his boxers, and tell him my number is where it belongs. But he was way fucking wasted. And he still has mad coming out issues, that I hope I'm past. And I want to marry him and take care of all his problems. He tells me about his unlisted roomate, who he went to some filipino bar with and he watched while his friend fucked the daylights out of her. He feels guilty for wanting a friend. I told him that sometimes you put yourself in situations because you like the feeling it causes. God he wanted me so bad. And people where getting jealous, even those Japs that think they're imperialist where jealous. And I was fucking loving it.
But God Damnit, I didn't want him. Especially not sober. Of course, I hadn't drank anything so I was so not on the same level he was. He said all the right things that fucker, that young impressionable drunk sailor. He gave up his ride for me and my car is in the shop. My sex drive has bottomed out, no pun intended and the sex addict in me is fucking in recovery. Drink a beer to that!
Things the drunk sailor said that made him perfect:
" I'm soooooooo white"
"Your lips are so soft"
"You're such a nice guy, I haven't felt this way about anyone before" (Hellz Yeah!)
"I wanna suck your cock" (God Bless America)
I think I'm entering the phase of gayness where relationships last 2 weeks max. Sweet Dude.
He sits down in the seat next to me, and immediately I ask him if he's drank too much. Within 2 minutes he's telling me about his abusive father and how he joined the military to prove to himself that faggots can do it. He joined the fucking Navy of course and his role is some kind of post partem helper. He checks for remainder placenta or something..... Now if that won't confirm that you're a cocksucker I don't know what will.
So he's obviously impressed by my caring psychologist demeanor. Of course my sarcastic race based sense of humour got his eyes twinkling too. Mother fucker wants me bad. He's all up on me and the people are starting to look. I tell him to back off that we're in a public place. He doesn't care. I tease him. When I give him my phone number, I stick in his boxers, and tell him my number is where it belongs. But he was way fucking wasted. And he still has mad coming out issues, that I hope I'm past. And I want to marry him and take care of all his problems. He tells me about his unlisted roomate, who he went to some filipino bar with and he watched while his friend fucked the daylights out of her. He feels guilty for wanting a friend. I told him that sometimes you put yourself in situations because you like the feeling it causes. God he wanted me so bad. And people where getting jealous, even those Japs that think they're imperialist where jealous. And I was fucking loving it.
But God Damnit, I didn't want him. Especially not sober. Of course, I hadn't drank anything so I was so not on the same level he was. He said all the right things that fucker, that young impressionable drunk sailor. He gave up his ride for me and my car is in the shop. My sex drive has bottomed out, no pun intended and the sex addict in me is fucking in recovery. Drink a beer to that!
Things the drunk sailor said that made him perfect:
" I'm soooooooo white"
"Your lips are so soft"
"You're such a nice guy, I haven't felt this way about anyone before" (Hellz Yeah!)
"I wanna suck your cock" (God Bless America)
I think I'm entering the phase of gayness where relationships last 2 weeks max. Sweet Dude.