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3 total messages Started by Amir.M Mon, 20 Jan 1997 00:00
Goodbye!
#225
Author: Amir.M
Date: Mon, 20 Jan 1997 00:00
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My Story

Amir found himself on the other side of town. The rough side. An area
where this boy of the suburbs had 
never had cause to go. Attracted by the bright neon sign and muffled
sounds of rhythmical music, he 
walked down one of the side streets. As he drew nearer his heart started
to pound, he asked himself; is this 
the night I can find the courage to go in? Being someone who could never
hold his drink he could not rely 
on Dutch courage. As he drew parallel with the entrance a big butch man
with a manly mustache  and 
black leather cap appeared. Amir looking down only saw his feet, then he
slowly moved his eyes upwards, 
the more he saw the more his heart pounded. His eyes paused as they
moved upwards to have a longer 
look at this mans bulge. For a moment Amir fantasized licking and
sucking the one eyed monster that 
must make that bulge.   He had stared too long he thought. Quickly he
moved his gaze to the face of the 
man. As his eyes met those of this stranger. Amirs courage left him.

 All his life Amir had fantasized about doing it. Teased at school over
his small dick and fag walk he had 
no confidence. He had always wondered what it was like. The only sexual
stimulation he had ever had was 
over the Internet, looking at porn and writing it on news groups, turned
on thinking big Balkan men 
would read it.

Amir started to shake. He turned his head away and he started to walk
on. The stranger called him back. 
�Hey, don�t go!� he said in a rough but friendly way. Amir was confused
, what should he do? Start to run 
perhaps? no, that could be dangerous. He stopped and told the stranger
he was lost. The stranger invited 
him into the club. Amir had never been in a club. He was at first
overwhelmed by the noise the smoke and 
the abundance of well hung young men. His small dick started to become a
little hard. Amir felt strange. 
He said to the stranger I have to go to the john. The stranger smiled
and said �I�ll show you the way my 
little buddy�. The stranger signaled to another man to follow them. Amir
pushed open the door of the john 
and heard strange sounds. Sounds of men panting. Suddenly Amir felt
someone behind him push his head 
down. He could not see what was happening. The next thing he knows his
pants are being pulled off. 
Then he feels a sharp pain up his asshole. His small dick gets even a
little more hard. In - out - in out -in 
out he feels a big dick ramming him again and again and again. Amir
starts to pant, �yes , yes , more , 
more, deeper, deeper � he cries. Another big dick is thrust into his
wide open mouth. He feels it sliding 
along the roof of his mouth down his throat. Amir starts to move his
body with the rhythm. As the dick up 
his ass reaches its full penetration the dick in his mouth just starts
it journey passed the tip of his adoring 
tongue. Amir cannot contain his joy. His hands clasp the buttocks in
front of him tighter and tighter, 
allowing the dick in his mouth to penetrate deeper and deeper. 
Finally the throbbing dick in his mouth dumps its hot load down Amirs
throat and Amir feels the dick in 
his ass squirt out its milk. Amir panics at the thought  of his joy
ending and sucks every last drop of juice 
out of the ,now soft  dick. Amir gets a pat on the back. �You were tight
but that�s good, maybe see you 
here next week�. Amir pulls his pants up. Amir smiles and licks the
juices off his lips, he feels he is free 
at last. Free to get it up every Saturday night. No more writing shit on
those news groups, he thinks. I 
have found myself. 

Amir
Re: Goodbye!<-- I'm on your ass Forging bitch
#226
Author: Amir.M
Date: Tue, 21 Jan 1997 00:00
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On Mon, 20 Jan 1997 17:05:53 -0800, a forgin walkin corpse  
wrote:

>My Story
>



Your story is your epitaph, gonna ingrave it on your gravestone 
with your  real name on it when I dig you up my  soon to be  dead
dopelganger , cloning anonamous  morphing creep. 
And if I am within 1000 km from you be sure that I'm gonna be visiting

your mom first and finding your ass later with my bloodstained dick. 

Amir.M
Re: Goodbye!<-- I'm on your ass Forging bitch
#227
Author: Paul S.M. Curran
Date: Wed, 22 Jan 1997 00:00
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Well whoever this forger is, Amir has just guaranteed his personal safety.  After all if
anything happens to this forger, the prime suspect is going to be Amir.  I think posting
an intention to physical harm or even death is, besides being illegal, is proof of
pre-meditation.  Sorry Amir there goes your insanity plea.

Paul Curran
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