Gay Porn

Caution: The following porn is very graphic in nature, and should not be read out loud to humans younger than 18. Instead, show them a violent film in which only very bad people die. This way, our children will grow up with a clear picture about who and who does not deserve to die. This prepares them for future decisions like, should I shoot this person while they are running away from me. A good film example of this would be... say... Bambi. Let your kids go watch Bambi, while you read this Gay porn I have written. Here we go:

I was sitting on the other side of the couch. Calvin was sitting on the other side,
the side I wasn't sitting on. We were very drunk. This story is about to get very sexual.

When Calvin started to undress, I did too. I was happy to see that he was as scrawny
and pale as I, but his nipple hair was, to me, horrifying. It dug in like the terrible legs
of an insect. I wanted to help him, to shave it off, but the thought of Calvin's bleeding
nipples made me feel sick. This story is about to get very sexual. I looked at Calvin's pale,
dry lips and thought about whether they would be rough, if he were to run them, closed,
down my back. Would there be white scratch marks when he scraped my back with those lips?
Would I like it?

When Calvin asked if I wanted to touch penises with him, I said yes. It was weird. Our small,
limp penises kissed like monkeys with no eyes or bones in their faces. I don't know how Calvin
felt about this.

When Calvin asked if I wanted to arm-pit with him, I said "what is that?"

A few minutes later, we were interlocking arm-pits. Calvin's face was really intense.
I think he really liked this. I felt like he was sweating alot more than I was, and hoped it didn't make him feel insecure.

When a pocket of air made a farting noise between us I was done.

I dressed quickly. "Thanks, man. That was really good."
I don't think I should drink with Calvin anymore.