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Chapter List
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- 16
Chapter 21: A flashback into Gray’s college days
Chapter summary: Early intimate story of Gray’s college days, featuring Doranbolt.

Loke: Hey, what are you watching in your phone for so long?
Gray: I just downloaded this app, Instantgram.
L: An app? Apps are for nerds buddy.
G: No, I like this one, and for what I see, several of my contacts use it.
L: And what is about?
G: Well, people post pictures and stuff. There are famous people also, and repetitive videos you cannot stop or fast forward.
L: Whatever dude. I’m leaving now.
G: Bye man.

-Months later-

Gray: Man, leave the phone already. Not that I care, but it’s a shame you are getting your pizza cold while you are stuck to the screen stalking some classmate.
Loke: Just a moment. I’m trying to learn what this chick likes so I can flirt more efficiently. It’s called smart-fishing and I’m gonna write a manual book about it.
G: Dude, that’s what everyone with Internet access does. Smart-fishing and a manual about it? About what? Stalking? That’s probably the dumbest thing you’ve said today. Plus… leave this electric piece of junk already; I was the one who introduced you to Instantgram.
L: Leave me alone! And don’t steal my pizza’s peperoni!

Gray grabbed his phone from the pocket of his trousers, which were on the floor.

L: Man, you have a terrible habit.
G: What do you mean?
L: I don’t care if you go naked at home, but if you could leave your fucking clothes in your goddamned room or at least on a chair it would be awesome.
G: Hey dude, chill out, ok? After all we are all dudes here.
L: That doesn’t mean we have to live in a piggery.
G: My clothes are clean; well, mostly clean. It’s just hot here and I took my pants off, and since I’m doing things here, to save time I kept these here so I don’t have to stop doing what I’m doing, go to my fucking room and then go back here to start again.
L: Whatever dude. But I’ve seen you wearing those undies for three days in a row.
G: Yeah, cause I like them; are new, and are still clean. I’m not constantly jizzing on all my underwear like you do.
L: What?! What do you mean with that?
G: Come on… I can see it and smell it… you have them in the dirty clothes bag… If you jizz in your black briefs or socks, at least put some clothes on it to cover these… Your yellowish white man juices on the dark fabric stand out more than Donald Trump reading The Quixote to thirty Syrian Refugees he just welcomed to settle in America.
L: Cut it out man. By the way, is there anything for deserts? I fancy something sweet. Maybe some chocolate.
G: Levy brought some Danish biscuits from her Earthland-Erasmus stay. I have some chocolate left, also. But I’m only giving you a third of it.

Loke brought the remaining chocolate and biscuits to the small table. Meanwhile Gray unlocked his phone and scrolled down his Instantgram feed. He noticed, again, Doranbolt. He had posted yet another picture of his dog, and himself with his dog in bed, and his dog again in the fields.
Gray thought: Doranbolt, Doranbolt, Doranbolt…. What’s of him and his life? It’s been a long time since I last met him. I just restarted knowing from him when I started using Instantgram.
G: Hey Loke, do you remember Doranbolt? Do you know what is he doing with his life?
L: I only coincided with him one course, it was during high school. I met him in a party like two years ago. He was with Mira, Mirajane. What a hottie.
G: Yeah, I also was there. I mean more recently. I found him on Instantgram and he’s only posting pictures of his dog, but in an almost sad way, and he was a cool dude in high school, and then went to study something about sports, and got even more ripped and I guess hooked up with Mira… Are they still dating?
L: I don’t know, what I do know is that your chocolate is full of ants. How did these ants got in your chocolate but not the biscuits?
G: Cause Danish biscuits always come in a metallic box and the ants can’t open it despite being able to lift eleven times its body mass.
L: Oh shut up, the box was closed… Yeah, well… I’m dumping it, OK?
G: No, let me check it. I’m sure we can rinse it a bit and eat it anyway.
L: Too late.
G: Loke, I think I’m gonna go to sleep. I’m kinda tired today.
L: Good night Gray; and don’t forget to bring your pants back to your room.
G: No problem buddy. Don’t make much noise.

Gray picked up his pants from the floor and threw them to his room, then went to clean his teeth and to his room, where he stripped all his clothes and jumped in bed. He noticed his phone blinking again. Doranbolt had posted something. This time, a “story”, which are like posts that only last for 24h or until you post another one. This time was a set of pictures. First picture: his dog in his bed with the message “look who’s waiting for me in bed! –emoji with hearts for eyes-“ overprinted. Second picture: his lower body and legs while lying on bed. Gray swiped left to watch again the pictures. Was that a well camouflaged boner? He always posted pictures showing skin but in a very dissimulated and unkempt way. Like showing his treasure trail while raising the arms or an open wound in his manly hairy tights he got while training… Gray looked yet another time. “Indeed, looking carefully I can trace back his dong and even know the exact localization below the shorts of his right ball”.
Doranbolt and Gray were friends since kindergarten. They had never been very close friends, but until high school they always shared classes. Gray remembered doing PE together and getting flushed and even aroused when seeing him changing clothes in the boys’ locker room. Doranbolt had always been a sports guy. At a young age he was already very fit, and when entered puberty, his body exploded with muscle and hormones. Doing so much sport, he quickly got ripped, and also grew up early. He soon grew some black kinky body hair and then beard; and Gray melted from the insides each time he saw him playing football. His muscular body covered in sweat in the hot summer days… bending over to drink fresh water from the fountain and highlighting his rock-hard ass… and then, when class time was over and they changed clothes… he stripped quick his clothes, flashing his wide pecs, and then his dark pubes crowning his sweaty dong… what he would have given to be able to stop time and lick the sweat from his defined abs, slurp his happy trail down to his crotch and bury his face in those dark hairy pubes to sniff all his juices and then taste and suck that dick until he eroded it. “Whoa” –Gray exclaimed alone in his room. “That’s some serious craving… I’m even getting frisky.” Gray noticed the enormous boner he just grew and realized he had ben fantasizing while staring to Doranbolt photos for some long time.
Gray reconfirmed the interest he had in Doranbolt. He had liked him since childhood, but he had been closeted all those years… he had not even considered telling Doranbolt – or at least insinuating- he liked him; and then was kind of regretting it.
Gray kept thinking in him and their “relationship”. He now remembered Doranbolt teasing him in high school, in an explicitly sexual way. It was always joking, but he didn’t do that with the others. “Maybe he had detected my hidden and repressed interest for him.” “He never showed interest in girls nor had a girlfriend until a couple of years ago, when he dated the hot Mira for at least some months. He must have had no problem in dating her since he is super-hot and strong and sexy… but maybe he really didn’t like her or preferred dick” “Oh… and now I remember… he was such a piggy… once when we were in the locker room and he was completely naked and I was sitting, changing clothes, he totally put his dick on my face; or another time, he was also naked, he forcefully pressed me against the locker room wall and pulled down my trousers and briefs… yeah… that’s some creepy and recurrent shit of him… what if he is and was totally into dick but was super closeted… started dating a girl, but after a few months he didn’t like her or didn’t satisfied her because he wasn’t boning cause he totally wanted dude flesh… It makes too much sense to me now that I think about. Moreover… where the homos are in my generation? The few that are known to be dating same sex came out kind of late… and most (of the guys) where the typical guys who don’t really hook up even though being sexy and cool and everything… I gotta know more about this subject… and yeah… meet him if possible…”.
Gray stalked Doranbolt’s Intantgram pictures again and again, looking for hints that fitted his hypothesis. Then looked him on Facebuck and on the Internet. On Facebuck only found old pictures –nobody uses Facebuck anymore, really. “Oh damn! Sexy pictures of him from that time we went to the beach on an excursion… yeah… look at him… always between the boys, so sportive and playing contact sports. It’s hard to see a picture where he wasn’t grabbing someone’s flesh… There we had like seventeen and he was already a cute hunk…
Gray realized he was already massaging the tip of his enormous boner. It was dark purple and shiny, holding tremendous blood pressure. From the urethra precum started leaking out. An unconscious and rhythmic movement provided by his hand started pleasuring. Gray put himself comfortable and reclined his muscular back against the headboard. He spat on his hand and kept massaging. Such developed dick generated so much pleasure with each stroke that Gray soon entered an altered state of consciousness. His mind was flooded with warm memories and feelings for Doranbolt, all mixed with the extreme waves of sexual pleasure. He fantasized in meeting Doranbolt again, in the woods, while running. All sweaty they would instantly connect with a sincere gaze and start making out like animals in heat. They would strip clothes while kissing. He would tear his sweaty sport T-shirt and sniff his manly scent to then actually taste his skin. Hungrily he would next kneel to appreciate from close his muscular tights and legs. He would trace back his skin and feel those manly black hairs passing through his fingers. Like Natsu, for Gray, body hair was a plus.
Gray was so excited he came before imagining the climax of his fantasy. The first shots fell on his chest and the last ones, less powerful, slid over his shaft and hands.
“Fuu. Amazing. Totally dope”. Gray tried to clean himself with a nearby tissue but he just could not finish. Still numbed by the extraordinary orgasm he fell asleep.

To be continued

/End of the chapter/

Chapter 22: A flashback into Gray’s college days – Furtive Meeting
Chapter summary: Gray engages in a furtive meeting with an old friend.
Warning! This chapter includes unsafe sex. STDs and unwanted pregnancy are a huge problem. Weight the risks and always choose safe sex, it’s your responsibility.

Some days after…
Gray and Doranbolt coincided in an ex classmates party. Gray went back to his neighborhood –which was like a village, in the outskirts of the city. He met again with old friends and boyhood acquaintances and revived memories. After enjoying an average standing dinner, several beers and some spirits drinks, Gray decided it was time to go back home. This time would go to sleep at his mother’s. Doranbolt joined him and they leaved the party together, their homes were in the same path.
Both were obviously drunk, Doranbolt more than Gray. They walked slowly and a bit clumsy along streets and alleys, holding each other and mutually correcting their curvy trajectory. They talked about high school times, about what they were doing at the moment, and about sports and how ripped Doranbolt was getting, among other drunken conversations.
Doranbolt complained about how much their balls itched. “Do you want to scratch’em? Not a problem for me” –Doranbolt whispered to Gray in the ear. Then he scratched his balls by putting the whole hand in his undies. He was always that rude and explicitly teasing.
Doranbolt: Hey Gray, are you fucking a lot? You never really talk much about your love life. Coooome on, tell Doranbolt your naughtiest adventures…
Gray: Haha, neither do you…
D: If you don’t really have anything to tell, you can improvise an adventure right now…
G: Hahah, you are drunk Doran.
D: Yep, so you are. Isn’t it great?
D (exclaiming): Oh man! I’m peeing, I really have to pee!
G: Can’t you wait?
D: Nope.
G: I also have to pee. Too much beer.
D: Damn drinking... I think I’m gonna pee on this streetlight,
G: Nooopee piggy, you may get electrocuted, better pee in that gardener… this way you water the plants… haha!
D: I don’t think so much pee is good for these plants. We better go pee in the fields. Over there the town ends and the fields and woods start. Let’s go there.
Doranbolt and Gray walked a street and some more meters and left the city to found themselves in a lightless dirt road in the fields with some trees flanking the path.
G: I don’t think it was necessary to go so far just to pee.
D: Shh, shut up and listen to the peaceful night sounds, and to my river.

Doranbolt took out his dick and started peeing.
D: Do you hear the waterfall? So relaxing…

Gray also took out his member and started peeing.

D: Nice dick man. I think it’s bigger than mine; at least when soft.
When Doranbolt finished peeing, he shook his dick to get rid of the last drop, and kept shaking it, till it started growing.
G: Man, don’t you think this is too much shaking?
D: I’m sorry but there’s some juice left I want to dump… Will you help me?

This time Doranbolt said this rude pun more seriously, with a mischievous smile, the smile that Gray had seen in him before. Suddenly, when Gray still hadn’t finished putting his dick back into the undies, Doranbolt clumsily pushed him and both fell down on the ground. Gray contacted the fresh muddy ground and, an instant later, felt Doranbolt’s heavy body falling over his.
Gray shouted in complain. Then, noticed the cold dew soaking his back.
G: What the hell are you doing man? That seemed on purpose!
D: Oh, I’m sorry Gray! It wasn’t on purpose.
G: Man I’m soaked! And so you are! You are seriously drunk dude!
D: I guess. Lucky it’s not cold out here.
G: Take my hand. I’ll help you get up.
D: Thanks. You know that? You look kinda hot covered in mud. Like the rural hot I fancy.
G: Do you think so? You also look kinky in the same way. Maybe it’s because of your unkempt beard, or your bulging pecs and nipples below this undersized shirt…
D: It’s not undersized, it’s my size, just that I’ve been building up some flesh in my upper body… Do you want to touch it?
G: Are you getting, maybe just a little frisky? My memories are a bit foggy, but I recall some unresolved sexual tension in high school…
D: There’s only one way to solve such enclosed tension.
Still holding hands and now locking stares, Doranbolt stepped forward and got teasingly close to Gray. He put his hands on Gray’s shoulders and slid them down his arms.
D: You grew up nicely Gray. I like what I see.
Gray re-confirmed his hypothesis, Doranbolt liked dick, and for what he was witnessing the feeling was mutual.
Gray unleashed his hungry promiscuous instincts and touched Doranbolt back. He was dying for it. The previous morning he had been wanking until irritation thinking in a sweaty Doranbolt forcefully fucking him in the gym locker room. He had even shouted of pleasure. Now he wanted the same, but for real.
He focused on his wide chest. He grabbed the pecs like they were 100% muscle boobs and pinched the erect nipples bulging below the shirt. “Aah-aah!” Doranbolt moaned from the sharp painful but stimulating sensation. Doranbolt grinned and ate Gray’s lips in a rough kiss. In the process, Doranbolt embraced Gray and they kept kissing. Doranbolt’s dong got stiff and pushed Gray in the hip.
G: Whoa! I’m sensing some serious meat down there…
D: Get ready for it, boy.
G: I’m all yours Doran.
Gray felt Doranbolt’s rough beard on his neck skin and smelled his hair. The heftiness of grown up Doranbolt drove him crazy. Doranbolt, still not being one of the tallest or most handsome from his promotion, managed to get ripped and sexy in the manly and unkempt way Gray liked. Unlike metrosexuals and gym dwelling nerds, Doranbolt skipped shaving, fashion clothes, specific fitness routines and fancy deodorants. If human pheromones are a thing, now they were sticking Gray’s nostrils in Doran’s skin.
Doranbolt slid the hand in Gray’s undies and found his hard cock. He surprised of the considerable size and accepted it was bigger than his. Nevertheless, this didn’t stop him from driving the intercourse and yeah, acting a bit dominant. After all he was way stronger than Gray and Gray seemed to enjoy being a helpless horny bitch. Doran pulled down Gray’s pants and boxers and his massive dick raised rigidly perpendicular to his body.
D: Fuck, talking of serious meat…
G (proud and with a smile): Nothing you can’t take.
Doranbolt kneeled and put that pole hovering in front of his face in his mouth. He first observed it like something precious and almost magic. The tip was still covered in soft foreskin and silky precum leaked out. He first sucked it and tasted its salty and musky flavor. Then, impatient, put it in his mouth and sucked like it was the sweetest candy. Doranbolt pulled down the foreskin and revealed the purple and swollen gland. It was huge and sensibly wider than the trunk. He tucked it in his mouth again and Gray moaned in pleasure. Doranbolt started to explore with his fingers Gray’s other intimate parts. He slid them along his butt and played close to his back door, trying to get in. Gray, liking it and used to play with his back entrance in his intimacy, quickly relaxed and allowed and welcomed strange bodies in.
G: Fuck, fuck it. Like that!
Noticing Gray’s acceptance and increasing motivation, Doranbolt thrust a finger in and sucked harder, forgetting he had teeth in his mouth.
G: Fuck no, stop! Soft Doran, I have the tip irritated!
Doranbolt released the cock startled, he noticed the blood flavor.
D: Geezuh, Christ! You are bleeding!
G: Fuck! Not now! Can you light it?
Doranbolt draw his phone from the pocket and set the torch app and light Gray’s bloody cock.
D: It’s a tiny cut in you gland
G: Don’t worry, maybe it was you with the teeth, or me, that I had it already irritated today.
D: You are ok, and healthy, right?
G: Yeah, don’t worry, I’m clean. Now let’s continue. I’ll take care of my cock from now on though.

Gray swapped positions with Doranbolt and now ducked to blow Doranbolt. He was looking forward for it. It was his idea from the beginning, to kneel on the floor and give him the best blow job, but since Doran started, he didn’t want to kill the magic making suggestions or discussing what to do.
Gray pulled down those sexy pants and discovered the sharp abs and v lines pointing at his groin. He started by sucking the black hair covering his navel, followed the happy trail to the big meaty temptation, and didn’t wait to bring it to his mouth. Doranbolt had an intense flavor. Something that would be unpleasing in other occasions, but in that moment of heat, excited Gray even more.
Doranbolt relished Gray’s great cock-sucking abilities for a couple of minutes, and then took again a more proactive role. Gray had his pants lowered and the butt in the air. And with admirable skill, stroked his junk with one hand and fingered his butt hole with the other. Doranbolt confirmed Gray was a butt slut and that was craving for some butt play, so he ordered him to turn a little and keeping his stand up posture, arched to massage his butt. Gray, from below, flustered and looked with needy bitch eyes to Doranbolt, asking for some butt fucking. Having permission granted, Doranbolt didn’t hesitate. He ordered Gray to lube up his shaft with saliva and made him turn and put the ass in the air. Doranbolt separated Gray’s buttocks a bit to see well the spot to bury the dick in and proceeded. Without much effort, Doranbolt shoved his fat wet dick in the young boy ass. Gray groaned and grinned, first with a mixture of discomfort and pleasure and then of pure bliss. Gray wasn’t sure Doranbolt had ever sucked dick or topped before, but he was doing a good job and Gray focused as much as he could in enjoying the thing. He periodically shouted obscenities like “fuck me raw!” or “fill me with cum bastard!”. Gray had a couple of condoms in his wallet, he always wore some, but he purposely avoided mentioning it because he wanted to do it raw. He knew perfectly it was a terrible idea, but he was just too horny and wanted real dirty raw sex.
Excited and satisfied, Doranbolt looked at his dick get in and out of Gray’s open butt. He thought in how much fingers, dildos or dicks had had Gray to shove down his butt to accept his dick that easily. Meanwhile, Gray kept stroking his dick and moving his booty to improve Doranbolt’s dick massage. They were doggy-styling, sweaty and flustered, especially Gray who almost rested the head on the floor.
Gray asked Doranbolt impatient “How much left for the cum? You ready?! Cum inside!”.
Doranbolt was surprised and even a bit uncomfortable of how much of a slut Gray was. He was begging him to cum inside his fucking butt, they were outdoors in the middle of a dirt road and just the first time they fucked. In spite of that, that didn’t turn down Doranbolt but instead excited him even more. He barely could believe he was raw-fucking his infancy friend and how much he loved it!
Doran groaned huskily “I’m close, I won’t last much longer!”.
Gray replied: “Don’t hesitate” Cum in me, I want to feel it!
Doranbolt gave his last thrusts without caring of Gray’s butt -which obviously could take his dick-fucking without problems- and orgasmed. He ejaculated a couple of profuse cumshots in and then draw his cock and finished cumming on grays but. When pulling out, a thick string of the white gooey substance followed his urethra and connected it to Gray’s insides. The last cum drops fell and Gray increased his stroking to terminate. A few jerks later Gray orgasmed wildly and came profusely on the ground and on his hands. He let himself fall and turned, lying on the ground. Then he brought his hand full of cum to his mouth and sucked and swallowed it, with the other hand, he touched up his butthole and checked the cum on and in it.
G: Whoa, it’s been awesome! Whoa Doranbolt! Geezuh, Christ, fuck! Come here, kiss me and taste my cum!
Doranbolt was looking at Gray on the floor, tasting his cum, with his butt full of his own cum, and himself, with the pants down in the middle of those fields, at night. He couldn’t believe where he was and what he just did. It was disgraceful, a total gay disaster. He was ashamed of himself and couldn’t process it. He pulled up his pants and told Gray he was a disgusting faggot slut and fleeted running.
This disconcerted Gray, who found himself in the middle of the chill night, half naked and a total mess. He was still drunk and had the mind foggy. Still conserved some of the nice tingly sensation of the hardcore orgasm he just had, but realized it was time to get up and go home, and preferably avoid anybody seeing him.
He got up, pulled up his underwear and pants and tried to tidy up his clothes, something hard having romped on the wet ground. He noticed all the scratches on the skin he had, especially the ones on his knees, which reminded all the cock sucking he did. He also lamented his cool clothes teared off. Nonetheless he went back to the city, and seeing himself under the street lights, missed the darkness of the fields. He had planned to go to sleep to his parent’s, but given the circumstances, he would better went back to his apartment. Gray walked till a bus stop. A night bus arrived minutes later. At that hour, only few and creepy people. In another occasion, he would have worried about being stolen or even raped, but he looked like he had been raped and stolen like a minute ago. As he got on the bus, he felt Doranbolt’s cum leaking out from his butt and soaking his boxers. It sure was an uncanny sensation. “I’m a fucking cum dump, what a shame” he thought. He wasn’t sure if he should be happy or even proud of that, or if he instead should be traumatized by that. He also thought about Doranbolt’s rude and unexpected escape. For sure he had some unresolved issues.

After one of the most tiring journeys back to home, Gray arrived at his apartment and collapsed on his bed. No time or energy for teeth cleaning or undressing.

/End of the chapter/

Chapter 23: Furtive Meeting Plus
Chapter summary: A terrible hangover, regrets and a lucrative idea.

Gray woke up a total mess, way worse than any time before. His head ached like it was going to explode and his mouth felt like a sandy desert. A bit nauseated, got up and crawled to the bathroom. There, took off his clothes and saw his naked bruised body. He still could smell in his clothes and on himself Dornabolt’s intense smell. When taking off the boxers, Gray saw the now dry big semen stain. All that had been inside him. “Damn it Gray! What the fuck were you thinking?!” He asked himself angry. “Now I gotta get tested. Now and in six months. Fuck this. I’m so stupid!”. “Never mind. For the moment I’ll take a shower, will have breakfast and study for the exams.” “You won’t be able to study today… you are messed up, Gray. Today Ibuprofen will be my best ally, again. And when I get to feel a bit better, I can think in studying, or instead go running until I throw up. Then sleep twelve hours in row.”
Gray entered in the bathtub and waited for the water to heat up; then, situated under the water column. He also peed, and the pee merged with the water and disappeared in the drain. “Damn it! And my fucking shaft tip hurts”. Gray pulled back the foreskin, saw the tiny cut in the gland and remembered that last night Doranbolt bit him while blowing him. “Damn closeted bastard, yesterday he enjoyed sucking me so much he forgot he had teeth.”
After showering he put on a sweater and sweatpants and went to the kitchen to have breakfast. Nothing edible and suitable for breakfast was there. “Grrr! Fuck! I can’t even have my Ibu now cause there’s absolutely nothing I can eat in this god dammed kitchen”. Gray called Loke before his room door. “Hey Loke! Are you here? May I open the door? … No, he’s not here, I don’t know the time, but it must be late…”. Gray opened Loke’s room door and entered and checked a drawer where Loke used to keep some “private” candy and food. It was empty. “Well, I’ll have to go have breakfast at a bar. It’s an emergency situation and it kills me having to spend extra money for breakfast, but given the circumstances, I think I can afford it”.
Gray put an Ibuprofen pill in his pocket, grabbed the keys, the wallet and his phone and left the apartment. He went to a nearby terrace bar and had (his painkiller) a café au lait and a croissant, and then another croissant. Despite the terrible headache and all the regrets, the breakfast in the sunny terrace healed most of his hangover uneasiness. When finished, he realized he left all his super dirty clothes in the bathroom, in plain sight. “Shit! I hope Loke won’t see these… I don’t want to have to explain what happened to me and my clothes yesterday”.
Gray went back home. Loke hadn’t come back yet. He went to the bathroom and saw the dirty and shredded clothes still in there. He saw again the boxers stiff from all the dry cum and a fucked up idea came to his mind. “What if I sell these sleazy cum-covered undies online?” “If the Japanese sell used panties, I can sell jizzed boxers the same way. Some creep on the Internet will buy’em!” And after this idea, Gray posted an advert on EtsZy(dot)com:

--*Cum-dump slut boy sells creampied boxers - 5000Jewels*--

I’m a sleazy 22yo college student who likes to get wild on the weekends and get raw fucked in the woods. Next is the story of these sexy boxers on sale:
I wore those two days in a row. I like a lot these ones. I sweated a bit but I hope you don’t mind it. Then, I went to an ex classmates meeting. After some drinks we partied with a hunky ex friend I have. Then things got wild and we ended up fucking raw in the woods –that’s why you’ll find some dirt in them. He cum-filled my nice muscular butt, and in the way back home, all his semen leaked out from my back door and soaked the boxers. This happened me in the bus and I almost died from the embarrassment, although, to be honest I felt proud and got super horny. In the boxers there’s probably some of my seed also, since when I jizzed, I didn’t had time to clean my shaft and pulled the boxers back on quick. Expect some dark pubic hair also.
And that’s the story. If you want these exclusive boxers, covered with the seed of a true alpha male, which first visited my slutty insides, here you have it. Place your bid now!
Shipping Note: Sent in a hermetic plastic bag to keep all the musky smells that will drive you crazy. Continental Shipping: 50Jewels. Worldwide shipping: 150Jewels.
--End of the advert—

“Whoa, maybe it’s a bit too explicit… Nah… It’s EtsZy, it’s essentially ebay for psychopaths. For sure some creepy weirdo will buy my filthy boxers…” Gray thought, then clicked to post the offer.

Minutes later he received bids and personal messages.
Sugarboy placed a bid – 5050Jewels
Sugarboy sent you a message: Hey sleazy boy… I have some cum to feed your hungry butt hole. It can work the other way around, whatever you fancy. I’m wide open for you. Just tell me where to meet. For the jizzed sweaty boxers, I take them.
ByroRoyalDickArmy placed a bid- 5100Jewels
ByroRoyalDickArmy send you a message: Hey slutty bitch boy! Where you at? I’m near Hargeon right now. I’m very horny and totally not wearing pants. How much for sucking the cheese out of my dick? Haven’t showered in a while.
Sugarboy placed a bid – 5150Jewels
Sugarboy send you a message: leme suck all your hairs. Do you like chest hair? I’ve got a ton. Call me baby.
Midnight-O6 send you a message: Hey dude. I’m also into anal. I’m a total butt slut. Do you want to meet someday? I have place. If you want, I can also buy your cum boxers. XOXO Midnight.
ByroRoyalDickArmy placed a bid – 5200Jewels.
Midnight-O6 send you a message: I also have dildos, butt plugs and lube, do you want me to come over?
MangoMayor placed a bid – 5300Jewels.
ByroRoyalDickArmy placed a bid – 6100Jewels.
ByroRoyalDickArmy send you a message: Are you there? I’m willing to pay you big money for a nice service.

“I can believe those weirdoes are willing to pay so much money for my filthy boxers. Filthy bastards. I’ll just wait till the bidding saturates and pick up the highest bid. Let’s put a time limit of six hours…” Gray said to himself in front of the computer. Then woke up and went to prepare himself a coffee while thinking in how lucrative would be to sell regularly his dirty boxers.

/End of the chapter/
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