“Oh so uplifting. Gay porn It’s way more interesting to focus on the dreadful conclusion to Romeo and Juliet. The island shakes with bongo rhythms. Silliest ever. We all know Willie-boy pulled one of his willy-defensive snits and drew his pen-knife (wishing he could afford a dagger) on Chrissie-babe in a tranny bar. Silliest ever. Three gay sages with Falstaff tummies sniffed and sipped their cordials. He peels big, long ones to plug himself with love. Romeo pretends not to know he was awake already (think blade-into-sheath stagecraft). Spear? “Mere premature-ejac.”Satisfied with their erudition, refills were called for.(Written to cheer a sick friend)My other gaydemon stories are here: /stories/authors/cooper/To get in touch with the author, send them an email. “Mere premature-ejac.”Satisfied with their erudition, refills were called for.(Written to cheer a sick friend)My other gaydemon stories are here: /stories/authors/cooper/To get in touch with the author, send them an email. The island shakes with bongo rhythms. Silliest ever. More a tinkertoy. Happiness all around.”Before they could interrupt, Caspar concluded, “World weary Prospero returns to his water-logged old books, too pooped for anything else – a single spotlight on gnarled hands dipping a quivering quill into his inkwell and beginning to scribble.”“Beautiful,” Balthasar declared.
