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sample russian rape "russianrape" story: "Your mother needs a
man who would love her the same way that I love both of you," I
elaborated. Chris frowned as he considered this, and finally realized I
was talking about the sexual aspect of our relationship. He sighed, and
I was as regretful as he was.
We found the long aisle that displayed Jockey, Fruit-of-the-Loom,
Fun-Pals and several other brands. While Cory and Chris browsed
through them my mind imagined all the different sizes of boys that would
fill the dimunitive briefs, which came in assorted colors, no less.
Chris smiled at me knowingly, picking up my erotic thoughts, and I
shrugged helplessly back. I saw a small section displaying a brand
called Le' Tigre, and my heart-beat speeded up a bit as I realized they
were bikini-briefs, the same as a man would wear only in boys' sizes.
They didn't even have fly-fronts, since it was easier to just pull them
down and piss.
Cory sensed my excitement and came over to see what had my blood
pounding. He snickered when he saw what I was looking at. "I don't
have to be a mind-reader to know what YOU'RE thinking," he smirked,
as Chris walked over to see what all the fuss was about. The thought of
my sexy young friends wearing sexy little briefs beneath their new
clothes made my dick swell with an erection, and Cory had to adjust his
own little pecker, empathicly connected to my own. "Behave yourself,"
he admonished me, wagging his finger as I smiled guiltily.
"Don't tease him, Cory," said his brother, defending my lustful
desires. "He can't help it." Chris picked up a package and studied the
designs on the small bikini-underpants. I saw one that came in a
spotted leopard-skin print, and I immediately thought of Johnny
Sheffield: `Boy' in the old Tarzan movies. Chris chuckled and pounded
his chest. "You Tarzan! Me Boy!" he said, comically trying to deepen
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