A Unicorn Cap & A Leather Jockstrap
Greetings & all that bullshit; it is I, Terrance Prescott Barnes of the Tri Stone Era to elaborate on one of the greatest weekends of my life. As you may know, I’m nothing to fuck with cause I don’t fuck at all; but I will add, the right kind of man could still enjoy the way I live my life for any amount of time we both can afford. Ricardo, he was here; all up in my koolaid, all up in my business, all up in my laughter, all up in my testosterone, all up in my pheromones, all up in my joy… Want to know how it went down? Well, here it go…
Ricardo, bought a ticket; nearly Christmas Day, just to visit me because he wanted me. I made arrangements to accommodate him, to keep him safe, warm & well fed. Then my fucking rugby team decides to hold their annual Beer Pong Tournament on the same weekend; turns out, the day of the thirteenth. If you know me, you know I enjoy the number thirteen because Jason Voorhees is one of my favorite characters. I saw it as a sign to enjoy my life to the fullest, so on the day he would arrive; I finally got my Christmas bonus. I shopped till I dropped my size fifteen boots in a liquor store; immediately, talking mad shit with my mother about dog owners & their lameness of holding conversations on sidewalks with strangers to jokingly bragging about our lush ways. We walked out of the liquor store with Tanqueray, Smirnoff Green Apple, Smirnoff Berry Lemon, Bailey’s Espresso Crème, Calypson Rum, Hypnotiq, UV Blue Raspberry & some crystal clear Amaretta or however it’s spelled. For some odd reason, it didn’t come close to two hundred; so I took that as another sign for the good times the weekend will bring. Yet, I really wanted that rugby-esque shirt that I saw at American Eagle; you know, the place where I get my shiny underwear from. Yes, I had on the shiny blue pair; cause I felt lucky, so I went back to the mall to get that shirt then headed to the airport to scoop up Ricardo.
There he was, in all of his incredibly, chunky, juicy, manly, thickness, big tummy glory; looking like a full course, you better repeat that course all day long; meal. Uhhh… The initial hug was three seconds but I felt that energy all weekend long; finally, a muthafuckah who wants me; finally came to get me. Before I had to go get him. Woof! We then drove & talked; after introducing him to my mother & my sister, whom has somehow got into rugby. I can’t wait to tackle her, but I really wanted to tackle Ricardo. Once we got to my nephew’s basketball game, he was introduced to his family then we started the cheering squad. Then one of my cousins & one of my aunts showed up! Oh shite! They came in talking about, can you smell a whole pound on us? What? Weed where? I want some! Damn! So they came in looking all dolled up as usual; then my mother was sitting there pretty with her sister as we all enjoyed the intense peewee basketball game. Then Ricardo noticed a k** to our side, laying on the court reading a comic book; that was the both of us in our youth. We laughed, we connected further, we laughed, my nephew won the game, we drove to the hotel, busted out some vodka, took a shower then finally cuddled the way we’ve been dying to cuddle.
When I tell you, his lips are as juicy as they look!!! As juicy as Kelvin Gastelum’s lips!!! ****as!!! I’ve seen those lips in numerous photos, numerous x rated situations, on FaceTime, Instagram stories & talking all that night. Mmmm mmmm, mmmm mmmm; I savored those lips into a make out fest that had me unloading so hard after a good thirty minutes that I squirted on my scalp, to my glasses, to my lips, to my chest down to the navel. During that make out fest, I finally had him sitting on my face; he was riding my face so hard the people in the next room eventually got tired of it. I didn’t want to breathe “straight” again, but I don’t like disturbing the peace; but that peaceful orgasm had a ****a feeling too complete.
So we woke up on the thirteenth, mad cuddling still; still thinking about the leather jockstrap he gave me, still thinking about my Christmas present. A kush feeling crimson colored unicorn cap. I got some more vodka, we cuddled longer, drifted back into dreamland, came out & went to IHOP. Where I was cutting up & he was cutting up; then took it back to the hotel room to spread man syrup. I finally got him to cum, yes; I made him cum! And if you know me, you know my arms flexed & my lips curled. I came shortly after he did, then those juicy lips & slippery tongue were all up on mine. I fucking miss him… Ugh…
I’ve been waiting! But let me move on… So we start acting decent while further connecting, never too long away from each other physically; made our way to dinner then made our way to Sidelines for the Beer Pong Tournament. I had on that rugby-esque shirt I got from American Eagle & one pair of my overalls; being as country as possible & completely satisfied more than usual. I introduced Ricardo to a small fraction of the Charlotte Royals, my rugby team. Then he got us two Heinekens, to settle in with our pregaming; which was a mistake, we registered for the tournament, sat down, talked some shit & continued to introduce him to some very important people in my life. But don’t you ever go back & tell anyone on the Charlotte Royals that I consider anyone on that team important. Cause I’m always walking around, jogging around, sprinting around & yelling around that people aren’t all that; so don’t you ever, let them know that I like them. Now moving along, after losing my first game; well, we both lost it because we kept looking at each other & acting up to the point we were just enjoying everything. I finally switch to my referee shirt to help refill cups after games while the referees handled the tournament. Side note, Ricardo & I were team “Old Honey”; which should’ve been “Oh Honey”, because Ricardo loves his “Oh Honey” moments. Shout out to Craig for ruining that because he still doesn’t understand my accent. Eventually, I saw “Old Honey” on the marquee screen again; so we trotted our way through the crowds to lose another game & laugh our way back to a kiss while a couple of my favorite team mates kept him company. Steve & Tiago; but I wanted Deana & Anthony to meet him too. As well as Lawton & Eric; to further make it lame, Kerry got sick & couldn’t meet him either; that was the only sad point of the night. He didn’t get to meet the absolutes I wanted him to meet, but everything was splendid; he got to talking to other Portuguese speaking latinos & it was all gravy. When the tournament finally ended, three members of the team walked away with the top three positions in the tournament. All straight, all annoying, all lame, all hilarious, all unnecessary & all important; everyone had a good time though. I loved them all & had a ball helping the bartenders, the team, the refs, the beer pongers & making sure Ricardo knew I didn’t forget him.
I would never forget him, he will also never forget how I was dancing & acting up in the club with Jonathan & Tiago. We were all dancing eventually, for a decent thirty minutes; before all that booze caught up to us. The thirteenth of January, year of 2018; will go down as one of the greatest days of my life. The solidifying of Ricardo’s energy in my chakra will further increase the peace he brings to my entire vibe, entirety of my vibes; all of them. I will never forget how he looked in that blue varsity jacket, smiling like he meant it; especially when he called me his boyfriend. I knew it! I knew that ****a liked me & probably still does after the texting shit we done did all day. Had me popping mad chubs at work; but let me not digress; I just know, I finally have someone that likes me. And yes, we went straight to sleep once we got back to the hotel…
So Sunday came, we finally went back to my place; he finally got to see my room & why I be taking them awesome ass selfies. He continued to enjoy himself in his comfort away from home. We got some home made loaded baked potato soup, with some melt in your mouth chicken on the side; as you guessed it, he thanked me properly later. When we were alone. After some video gaming, after some more connecting; I put some porn on & gave him the best gift I think I can give; which is a rim job. Because you know, my asexuality be keeping me from diving in the deep end with Lil Terrance; at all times. He really wanted Lil Terrance by this time, forcing him to keep his head down, making him tell me what to do, fuck breathing; I was eating! All that fur, all that juice, all those moans, all those push backs, all of those trying to turn around to kiss me again; yeah, I had him. All on my unicorn spread, that spread will never be the same again, neither will those pillows or those flags. Yes, I turned away my cam so who ever be hacking it; can’t see me whenever they want to. After we busted nearly at the same time; which I found to be very weird because I’ve never done that; we cuddled in the way I love the most, his head on my chest but I was falling into the sound his heart made. I want to always fall into that sound, again & again & again & some more. Had me reminded of when I massaged him on Friday night, his body made music under mine; a symphony of energy I love to see. Body damn near transformed into dark blue gentle stars that vaporized so gently up into mine. That’s when I was able to study his frame a lot & if you know me well; you know what that’s about. Sadly, that was one of the many times I would be able to roll my fingertips across his pale smooth & furry skin. Every stroke made me miss him even though he was clearly in my grips; but I knew that the fifteenth was coming; which kind of made me mad. How you go come all the way down here & further our connection with all of this manliness that I’ve only been able to create in Fantasy Files but totally escape with in Dreamland Excerpts? Fucking how!? How dare you tell me the truth since October 2016, how dare you be exactly who you said you were, how dare you kiss me with so much power I’m sad & happy at the same time, how dare you do me like that & literally. Fucking literally match that tattoo on your left thigh? Fuck outta here man…
Damn right I went to sleep mad Saturday night, but I still loved on him. XD Gotcha! But Ricardo felt the mad energy, he eventually asked if I was mad at him; not for whooping my ass in Dead Or Alive & Playstation All Stars, the actual emotional mad. As I was downloading a couple of new tracks from Trish, he felt it. I didn’t want to say good bye later on that day, but after I was done switching files & fixing my juke box; I climbed on to my bed & eased his spirit. We talked about things but that is a very wonderful place to be, in his arms; all cuddled up again. Mmmm… He liked what I said so much it turned into a blow job after kissing too seductively, had him silently squirming with his hands on my head & all over my ass after I hiked it up. He was living the life apparently, dick was so hard it could’ve knocked out all of my fronts if he thrusted the wrong way. After I got him closer & closer, I slid my right hand up that glorious, full of inspiration, tummy of his. Right under his shirt all the way up to his neck to let him know who the boss is, daddy came out of our mouths so much; he had no choice but to cum. It was the first time I felt a man melt like that, his lips melted, his right hand on my ass melted, his jizz melted; his entirety melted. It was so bad, he couldn’t even kiss me that well. And that’s the kind of treatment he is going to continue to get every time we meet until the day Lil Terrance is ready to dive into the deep end. No murder charges, all wheelchairs.
I held his hand majority of the way to the airport, every kiss until we had to say farewell; anchored him further into my chakra. I’m going to eternally turn back time to enjoy this weekend, forever. Until the next time, my lame ass has a story for a small percentage of the masses; keep it splendid. Always wishing yall well, wishing yall orgasms, wishing yall smooth emotions & wishing yall financial earnings. Keep it juicy…
PS My vanity is still a mess, but this leather jock strap makes it worse. Do hate…
Ricardo, bought a ticket; nearly Christmas Day, just to visit me because he wanted me. I made arrangements to accommodate him, to keep him safe, warm & well fed. Then my fucking rugby team decides to hold their annual Beer Pong Tournament on the same weekend; turns out, the day of the thirteenth. If you know me, you know I enjoy the number thirteen because Jason Voorhees is one of my favorite characters. I saw it as a sign to enjoy my life to the fullest, so on the day he would arrive; I finally got my Christmas bonus. I shopped till I dropped my size fifteen boots in a liquor store; immediately, talking mad shit with my mother about dog owners & their lameness of holding conversations on sidewalks with strangers to jokingly bragging about our lush ways. We walked out of the liquor store with Tanqueray, Smirnoff Green Apple, Smirnoff Berry Lemon, Bailey’s Espresso Crème, Calypson Rum, Hypnotiq, UV Blue Raspberry & some crystal clear Amaretta or however it’s spelled. For some odd reason, it didn’t come close to two hundred; so I took that as another sign for the good times the weekend will bring. Yet, I really wanted that rugby-esque shirt that I saw at American Eagle; you know, the place where I get my shiny underwear from. Yes, I had on the shiny blue pair; cause I felt lucky, so I went back to the mall to get that shirt then headed to the airport to scoop up Ricardo.
There he was, in all of his incredibly, chunky, juicy, manly, thickness, big tummy glory; looking like a full course, you better repeat that course all day long; meal. Uhhh… The initial hug was three seconds but I felt that energy all weekend long; finally, a muthafuckah who wants me; finally came to get me. Before I had to go get him. Woof! We then drove & talked; after introducing him to my mother & my sister, whom has somehow got into rugby. I can’t wait to tackle her, but I really wanted to tackle Ricardo. Once we got to my nephew’s basketball game, he was introduced to his family then we started the cheering squad. Then one of my cousins & one of my aunts showed up! Oh shite! They came in talking about, can you smell a whole pound on us? What? Weed where? I want some! Damn! So they came in looking all dolled up as usual; then my mother was sitting there pretty with her sister as we all enjoyed the intense peewee basketball game. Then Ricardo noticed a k** to our side, laying on the court reading a comic book; that was the both of us in our youth. We laughed, we connected further, we laughed, my nephew won the game, we drove to the hotel, busted out some vodka, took a shower then finally cuddled the way we’ve been dying to cuddle.
When I tell you, his lips are as juicy as they look!!! As juicy as Kelvin Gastelum’s lips!!! ****as!!! I’ve seen those lips in numerous photos, numerous x rated situations, on FaceTime, Instagram stories & talking all that night. Mmmm mmmm, mmmm mmmm; I savored those lips into a make out fest that had me unloading so hard after a good thirty minutes that I squirted on my scalp, to my glasses, to my lips, to my chest down to the navel. During that make out fest, I finally had him sitting on my face; he was riding my face so hard the people in the next room eventually got tired of it. I didn’t want to breathe “straight” again, but I don’t like disturbing the peace; but that peaceful orgasm had a ****a feeling too complete.
So we woke up on the thirteenth, mad cuddling still; still thinking about the leather jockstrap he gave me, still thinking about my Christmas present. A kush feeling crimson colored unicorn cap. I got some more vodka, we cuddled longer, drifted back into dreamland, came out & went to IHOP. Where I was cutting up & he was cutting up; then took it back to the hotel room to spread man syrup. I finally got him to cum, yes; I made him cum! And if you know me, you know my arms flexed & my lips curled. I came shortly after he did, then those juicy lips & slippery tongue were all up on mine. I fucking miss him… Ugh…
I’ve been waiting! But let me move on… So we start acting decent while further connecting, never too long away from each other physically; made our way to dinner then made our way to Sidelines for the Beer Pong Tournament. I had on that rugby-esque shirt I got from American Eagle & one pair of my overalls; being as country as possible & completely satisfied more than usual. I introduced Ricardo to a small fraction of the Charlotte Royals, my rugby team. Then he got us two Heinekens, to settle in with our pregaming; which was a mistake, we registered for the tournament, sat down, talked some shit & continued to introduce him to some very important people in my life. But don’t you ever go back & tell anyone on the Charlotte Royals that I consider anyone on that team important. Cause I’m always walking around, jogging around, sprinting around & yelling around that people aren’t all that; so don’t you ever, let them know that I like them. Now moving along, after losing my first game; well, we both lost it because we kept looking at each other & acting up to the point we were just enjoying everything. I finally switch to my referee shirt to help refill cups after games while the referees handled the tournament. Side note, Ricardo & I were team “Old Honey”; which should’ve been “Oh Honey”, because Ricardo loves his “Oh Honey” moments. Shout out to Craig for ruining that because he still doesn’t understand my accent. Eventually, I saw “Old Honey” on the marquee screen again; so we trotted our way through the crowds to lose another game & laugh our way back to a kiss while a couple of my favorite team mates kept him company. Steve & Tiago; but I wanted Deana & Anthony to meet him too. As well as Lawton & Eric; to further make it lame, Kerry got sick & couldn’t meet him either; that was the only sad point of the night. He didn’t get to meet the absolutes I wanted him to meet, but everything was splendid; he got to talking to other Portuguese speaking latinos & it was all gravy. When the tournament finally ended, three members of the team walked away with the top three positions in the tournament. All straight, all annoying, all lame, all hilarious, all unnecessary & all important; everyone had a good time though. I loved them all & had a ball helping the bartenders, the team, the refs, the beer pongers & making sure Ricardo knew I didn’t forget him.
I would never forget him, he will also never forget how I was dancing & acting up in the club with Jonathan & Tiago. We were all dancing eventually, for a decent thirty minutes; before all that booze caught up to us. The thirteenth of January, year of 2018; will go down as one of the greatest days of my life. The solidifying of Ricardo’s energy in my chakra will further increase the peace he brings to my entire vibe, entirety of my vibes; all of them. I will never forget how he looked in that blue varsity jacket, smiling like he meant it; especially when he called me his boyfriend. I knew it! I knew that ****a liked me & probably still does after the texting shit we done did all day. Had me popping mad chubs at work; but let me not digress; I just know, I finally have someone that likes me. And yes, we went straight to sleep once we got back to the hotel…
So Sunday came, we finally went back to my place; he finally got to see my room & why I be taking them awesome ass selfies. He continued to enjoy himself in his comfort away from home. We got some home made loaded baked potato soup, with some melt in your mouth chicken on the side; as you guessed it, he thanked me properly later. When we were alone. After some video gaming, after some more connecting; I put some porn on & gave him the best gift I think I can give; which is a rim job. Because you know, my asexuality be keeping me from diving in the deep end with Lil Terrance; at all times. He really wanted Lil Terrance by this time, forcing him to keep his head down, making him tell me what to do, fuck breathing; I was eating! All that fur, all that juice, all those moans, all those push backs, all of those trying to turn around to kiss me again; yeah, I had him. All on my unicorn spread, that spread will never be the same again, neither will those pillows or those flags. Yes, I turned away my cam so who ever be hacking it; can’t see me whenever they want to. After we busted nearly at the same time; which I found to be very weird because I’ve never done that; we cuddled in the way I love the most, his head on my chest but I was falling into the sound his heart made. I want to always fall into that sound, again & again & again & some more. Had me reminded of when I massaged him on Friday night, his body made music under mine; a symphony of energy I love to see. Body damn near transformed into dark blue gentle stars that vaporized so gently up into mine. That’s when I was able to study his frame a lot & if you know me well; you know what that’s about. Sadly, that was one of the many times I would be able to roll my fingertips across his pale smooth & furry skin. Every stroke made me miss him even though he was clearly in my grips; but I knew that the fifteenth was coming; which kind of made me mad. How you go come all the way down here & further our connection with all of this manliness that I’ve only been able to create in Fantasy Files but totally escape with in Dreamland Excerpts? Fucking how!? How dare you tell me the truth since October 2016, how dare you be exactly who you said you were, how dare you kiss me with so much power I’m sad & happy at the same time, how dare you do me like that & literally. Fucking literally match that tattoo on your left thigh? Fuck outta here man…
Damn right I went to sleep mad Saturday night, but I still loved on him. XD Gotcha! But Ricardo felt the mad energy, he eventually asked if I was mad at him; not for whooping my ass in Dead Or Alive & Playstation All Stars, the actual emotional mad. As I was downloading a couple of new tracks from Trish, he felt it. I didn’t want to say good bye later on that day, but after I was done switching files & fixing my juke box; I climbed on to my bed & eased his spirit. We talked about things but that is a very wonderful place to be, in his arms; all cuddled up again. Mmmm… He liked what I said so much it turned into a blow job after kissing too seductively, had him silently squirming with his hands on my head & all over my ass after I hiked it up. He was living the life apparently, dick was so hard it could’ve knocked out all of my fronts if he thrusted the wrong way. After I got him closer & closer, I slid my right hand up that glorious, full of inspiration, tummy of his. Right under his shirt all the way up to his neck to let him know who the boss is, daddy came out of our mouths so much; he had no choice but to cum. It was the first time I felt a man melt like that, his lips melted, his right hand on my ass melted, his jizz melted; his entirety melted. It was so bad, he couldn’t even kiss me that well. And that’s the kind of treatment he is going to continue to get every time we meet until the day Lil Terrance is ready to dive into the deep end. No murder charges, all wheelchairs.
I held his hand majority of the way to the airport, every kiss until we had to say farewell; anchored him further into my chakra. I’m going to eternally turn back time to enjoy this weekend, forever. Until the next time, my lame ass has a story for a small percentage of the masses; keep it splendid. Always wishing yall well, wishing yall orgasms, wishing yall smooth emotions & wishing yall financial earnings. Keep it juicy…
PS My vanity is still a mess, but this leather jock strap makes it worse. Do hate…
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