Sunday Funday

"My Little Diddy I Promised All My Bi And Gay Friends"

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Watching Sunday football
With a great big burly bear,
A bulge was growing in his pants
I’m sure he caught my stare.

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Invited me to watch the game
I thought he might be Bi.
Flirting in the pub last night
That’s when I caught his eye.

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Sitting on his Chesterfield
We guzzle back our beer
Glancing at that massive cock
Amazement turned to fear.

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We watched the game, with every chance
Slid closer to his side.
His Massive size, my lust for it
Was more than I could hide.

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He leaned right back, to let me see
And opened up his legs.
Not new to this, he picked right up
My lusty silent begs.

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Now half erect, was long, and thick
My mind was in a swirl.
I want that cock, but might I block
If I dressed up as a girl.

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I’ll be right back, my grey backpack
And headed for his room.
I hope impress, with summer dress
A spritz of soft perfume.

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Cat eye tips, and pinkish lips,
I don my sexy clothes
My cock now long, this little thong
And thigh-high lacey hose.

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I stroll back in, now dressed for sin
Not sure what he might say.
Without a beat, he grabs his meat
No doubt he wants to play.

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Approaches me, no clothes to be
Our lust now grows with haste,
Grabs my ass, like a little lass
My legs around his waist.

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For his delight, I’ll squeeze him tight
Our passionate liplock,
Our moistened lips, he grabs my hips
To force me on his cock.

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There is no way for us to play
Until he loosens up my hole.
His fingers flair, tries to prepare
To accept his nine-inch pole.

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He lays me down, soft on the ground,
And pins me with his weight.
With heels lock, his nine cock
Drives past my tiny gate.

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His massive size, his sissy prize
He fucks me deep and long.
As I adjust, First pain then lust
I fuck back, at my Kong.

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I’m stretched so wide, each thrusting glide
He pounds me like a drum.
I pull his balls, OH fuck he calls,
And fills me full of cum.

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A Semen lake, each jet I take,
His cock still deep inside,
Wrapped in his arms, my big bear’s charms,
His girth starts to subside.

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Each Sunday now, I let him plow
My tiny sissy ass,
His half-time show, I’ll dress as Hoe
Or sometimes dress with class.

Published 2 years ago

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