I tore the sleeves off my GFY t-shirt.
Now, I wear just the sleeve that says, "GoFuckYourself.com" over my cock-n-balls.
The most embarrasing part was when I was building one of my ebony galleries, I was sitting here with a nice woody (thanks SixNine). The Woody helps keep the sleeve on. Then my neighbor knocked on the door.
She wanted sugar for her tea.
I thought I would be funny, and just open the door with nothing but my sleeve on. So I swung open the door, see her 90 year old wrinkly head and neck, and just lost the "sleeve support" instantly.
The nice erection I just had shot back inside my body like a bullet, and the sleeve fell off.
The embarrasing part is, now I'm standing at the door, swinging 3" of limp dick, and the sleeve is on the floor. I wasn't sure how to act, so I just played it off like it was a normal thing.
Now when she comes over, I put a little bit of Tobasco sauce on my bunger (y'know my asshole). I heard that keeps you hard. So far it works. When I open the door to greet her, I stand there proudly, as the words "GoFuckYourself.com" are swaying gently in the breeze between my knees, and my bunger burns like a wildfire.
Everyonce in a while, I line up the sugar cubes on my cock, and pretend I don't have any arms. She's a little crazy so she believes me. While she's taking the sugar, I tell her, "Better be careful Betty, You're close to getting cream instead of suger."
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