The sound of more quads pulling up startles me—oh fuck. tube8 Ray and Clay walk up to me and take a seat at the table with me. With three rapid slams, I unload in lil bro’s ass. Johnny continues “His balls must be hangin 3” yo” ! Pointing at it, and glancing over at Blankinship, he replies “ya—there’s only 5 out riding right now. Must have been a hundred degrees in here, sweat pouring from my pits and ass. Tilting my head back into the shower head, I wash the filth from my hair as well, but I leave the pits alone. With three rapid slams, I unload in lil bro’s ass. But I immediately go into a jackhammer plowing of his guts. It’s my fault yo—I let this shit get outta hand.
