tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792454602899282984.post772654907510617361..comments2024-02-11T09:38:13.008-05:00Comments on The Ulfian (The Art of Ulf): Fuckable Ulf Raynorhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11435612017659190696noreply@blogger.comBlogger1125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-3792454602899282984.post-80564369699438251582015-05-20T20:31:32.068-04:002015-05-20T20:31:32.068-04:00pic 7: I hear my boy getting in at 2pm on Sunday a...pic 7: I hear my boy getting in at 2pm on Sunday afternoon<br /><br />I walk into the lounge and he’s taken up the position<br /><br />`who was it?`<br /><br />`Tom Falconer boss`<br /><br />a flush of rage welled from the pit of my stomach up to my face. Of all the guys in this city, he had to go with him<br /><br />`what did he do to you?`<br /><br />`fuck me boss`<br /><br />`how many times?`<br /><br />`not sure boss .. he was up there all night. He came at least twice`<br /><br />`did you suck him?`<br /><br />`no, but I sucked Grove Govan`<br /><br />`what! was he there too?`<br /><br />`he came in before I left. He forced me down on him when Tom was still up there. Then he gave me one too when Tom was in the shower`<br /><br />`you’re gonna get it for this, you fuckin` slut`<br /><br />`I know boss. I’m ready for that Canadian prison belt now. Gimme it hard and long boss. I wanna get this out of me`<br /><br />he heard me take the handcuffs out of the drawer, and I caught his look of dismay. I took out the roll of duct-tape as well. He kept the position as I cuffed him and stuck a stretch of tape over his mouth. He had spunk in his hair and I smelt a strange cologne when I ran my hand over his muscular back. His beautiful arse had been towelled dry, but my belt would beat Falconer and Govan’s muck out of him. No doubt about that. I went over to the locked cabinet and heard him quietly whimpering into his gag<br />centurionFnoreply@blogger.com