Amateur: #FreeGiuseppe

**da_suns_fan** · 03-05-2013

wish I was around spurstalk during the prime of his troll career. I missed out on so much

If you think his time at Spurstalk was the "prime" of his troll career, you are sorely mistaken.

Cubby has been trolling any and all Suns sites since the beginning of the internet.

**da_suns_fan** · 03-05-2013

Jesus..is it really 0 & 44 now Cubby?

I honestly remember when you were screaming "0 & 32!!!'.

**Thread** · 03-05-2013

Originally Posted by da_suns_fan

Jesus..is it really 0 & 44 now Cubby?

I honestly remember when you were screaming "0 & 32!!!'.

Yep. O & 44! I started at O & 26! Been at it for 18 years, da.

**Jeff Van Gundy** · 03-05-2013

I want to read another poem to kori

**Jeff Van Gundy** · 03-05-2013

I think cully's best scthick was when he was puttin everyone to the tree of woe

**monosylab1k** · 03-06-2013

......and just like that i'm already sick of cubby.

**BUMP** · 03-06-2013

**Jeff Van Gundy** · 03-06-2013

Originally Posted by monosylab1k

......and just like that i'm already sick of cubby.

Nuh uh, you made your sandwich. Now you must eat it.

**midnightpulp** · 03-06-2013

Originally Posted by Thread

I'll come back via an excerpt from a story I'm writing en led "Us Three." It is of the cuckold genre of course, but, I'm writing it from the female's POV. Her name is Jennifer. Her husband (me/tee, hee) is Robert, an attorney. Her lover is William. They're returning via Billy's vintage Buick Wildcat from the Flagstaff area after a Memorial Day picnic.

Traffic wasn't as heavy as I thought it would be for a holiday weekend and we breezed right along with those two in conversation about golf, basketball and Billy's Wildcat. I liked hearing their male voices. They each had a natural deep pitch and it made me feel safe.

I had my chin resting on my folded hands on the back of the front seat in the middle just listening to them. Once in a while Billy would catch my eye in his rear view mirror and smile at me. His eyes were so kind and loving. I wanted to say so much to him, but, I knew it wouldn't be right in front of Bobby. So I winked at him and he winked back.

"I'm bored. How much farther?"

"Another hour at least, that'll put us in about 11. C'mon, Bobby, you ready?"

Bobby broke his attention from the book he was perusing. "Sure, let's go. 1, 2, 3, go...paper, scissors, rock." They began playing that game. I remembered it vaguely from when I was a child, but, I'd forgotten the rules and goal.

"1, zip. Go,,,,paper, scissors, rock. 1-1. This is it."

"Hey guys, let me play. I know how to play. C'mon, please?"

"Oh, you're going to play all right." Billy's eyes sparkled in the mirror.

"1, 2, 3, go,,,paper, scissors, rock. Damn! You won, Robert. You go first."

"Go first at what, guys? C'mon, tell me."

"You, Jennifer. Whomever won the contest gets into the backseat with you first."

'Uh, oh.' Billy watched me in the mirror, his eyes full of mischief. Bobby was all grins looking back at me as I'd sat back against the seat.

"In the car? No way. Just wait until we get home."

"No, Jennifer. Uh, uh. We each get a turn with you." My pussy tingled. I couldn't wait, but, I knew instinctively I should resist, even it were a token resistance.

"Who's idea was this?"

"His." Their voices in unison. I couldn't help but laugh.

"Give me your clothes, sweat shirt first." William's voice was thick now, he was excited. I could tell right away. I would resist no more. I took the sweat shirt off and handed it to Bobby, who immediately rolled his window down and threw it out.

"Bobby!"

"Shorts next, Jennifer. Make sure to check the pockets before handing them to Robert. And leave your panties on."

Now it all made sense. This had been in the planning stages for days. That's why Billy had chosen old clothes and locked my other clothes in the trunk. These two obviously talked a lot when I wasn't around. I made a mental note to ask about that the first chance I got. I took off my shorts and handed them to that grinning fool of a husband. He checked traffic and then tossed them out the window.

"Boots and socks off, but, you may leave them back there." I hurriedly complied.

"Done."

"Panties."

"Oh, God, you two are so bad." But, I skimmed them off. They were damp of course. I handed them over to Bobby, who promptly sniffed the crotch, or, perhaps even licked it. I wasn't sure."

"Robert, stop that! What the is wrong with you two?" Of course that caused immediate guffaws from them both. They were both so excited. I couldn't get too mad at them.

Bobby immediately started tearing his clothes off.

"You two should be so ashamed." But, I put the pillow in the corner against the far side from William, nestled my back against it and waited for my husband. He climbed over the seat, the grin still in place, even wider now.

"Is it okay, Jennifer?" In an almost inaudible whisper, the grin gone in an instant. Bless his heart.

"Yes, sweetheart, come to mama." I matched his whisper, opened my arms and spread my knees.

"Oh, Jesus." He looked between my legs. The interior of the car in dark shadows. The only light from the dashboard. I saw Billy, his eyes focused singularly on the road ahead of him. His jaw set.

"C'mon, Bobby, lick Jennifer." I slid down and brought my knees to my chest.

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhh, God. Please, Jennifer."

"I know, baby. It's going to all right. Put your face in it, sweetheart."

"I love you, Jennifer." He tried to whisper it, but, it came out in mostly pantomime, his voice cracking and then failing.

I pursed my lips not once, but twice. "I love you too, baby." I looked down at my pussy, then met Robert's wild eyes. "Please, Bobby, for your little girl. For Jennifer?"

"Oh,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,,," Then his head disappeared in the shadows between my legs.

"Yes, Bobby, right there." I cried aloud. I wanted my boyfriend to hear me. He checked his mirror but I was out of his LOS. He adjusted it severely and found me. I winked at him and he returned his best smile. I giggled loudly, for effect, for both males. Bobby's tongue was between my folds and in my pussy hole. He was groveling in it. I held his head steady, ran my nails thru his hair, in both ears and down his neck and back. I wanted to draw blood, but, I was merciful. He was much too erratic though. I'd never spend, but, I would pretend for him. For both males.

"Oh, yes, right there, Robert. Stay right there. You're right on it, darling. Don't stop. Keep going. Jennifer is almost there, baby." My eyes never left that mirror as William fought the road and his need to see his sweetheart. I held my breasts together for William. The pink tips long and perfect. Just for him. His eyes dark now, his smile gone.

"Soon, Bobby, soon. Faster, Bobby, faster." I reached out, in vain for my boyfriend as my pretense arrived and I screamed his name. He abandoned his mirror as he heard me beckon him and cast those dark eyes into the shadows. I was ready and pantomimed "My only king." from a yard away. He turned back to the road, hands death gripped at 10 and 2, his shoulders locked.

Bobby lifted his face from my center. It was shiny, his eyes glazed, his breath coming in ragged gasps. I went down onto my back. The mirror forsaken.

"Please, Jennifer." He was near maniacal.

"I know, Bobby. C'mon, baby." He got between my thighs, his rock hard. I took it firmly by the head. "No, no. Be careful." He whispered. "I'm real close, Jennifer."

I tilted it a measure and his lodged. "Oh, God. I won't last long. I'm so sorry, Jennifer."

"It's okay, sweetheart. I just want you to feel good. You just enjoy yourself. That's all that matters. I love you, Bobby." I wrapped my legs around his waist and pulled him into my pussy. He was long and hard, and he felt so wonderful. His balls nestled tight against my bottom and I tightly squeezed his waist. He was firmly embedded.

"Just a second, darling." He looked at me with alarm. "I want you to kiss me, Robert, and as soon as you feel my tongue in your mouth I want you to me as hard and as fast as you can. Do you understand, sweetheart?" He was staring at me, his pupils fixed. He nodded slowly as if in a trance. His lips met mine and they were sweet and hot and I forced my tongue into his mouth. His hips started working like an engine piston. I raked my nails over his back and down across his black and blue bottom. He tried to break our kiss, but, I held his head in place with my left hand and ran traced my finger over his bottom crevice as lightly as I could. He screamed into my mouth, but, I still did not release his mouth. His drool passed between us and I still held tight as his orgasm came in and vanquished him. I finally separated our lips and held him close to my breasts, his breath hot and wet upon them. His heart beat rampaging.

"Just rest, Bobby. There's no hurry, sweetheart. I love holding you like this. I love, Bobby. I love, Bobby. I love, Bobby." In the softest of whispers.

"You are so hot, Jennifer. Damn you, girl." He was starting to come around. I giggled just for him.

"Yeah, see, you guys thought you were going to teach me a lesson tonight. Uh, uh. No way, buster."

He laughed aloud, then lowered his voice again. "Thank you, honey. That was so wonderful. I needed it so badly. But, I won't linger. I know Billy is waiting. And I don't want him to get his feelings hurt." I touched his face, and kissed him again. He covered me with the blanket and sat up. I stayed where I was. I thought it best. Things did feel a little awkward.

"Robert, get up here and get dressed, damn it." Billy's voice full of jocularity. We all laughed, whatever tension there was---gone in an instant. Bobby clapped William on the right shoulder and naked climbed over the seat and quickly got dressed. I decided to stay where I was.

"I'm going to pull over on the emergency lane. This is an emergency." We all laughed again. He was such a sweetheart.

"When I come to stop. I'll get out and climb into the back seat. You just slide over. Okay?"

"Got it." Robert's voice all business.

I couldn't resist. "I thought you didn't like others driving your car, William?"

"Damn her, Bobby!!!!!" We all broke into sustained laughter.

He pulled over and came to a screeching halt. I nearly fell off the seat, but, caught myself and then nearly got whiplash coming back.

"Go!" Billy announced loudly. I think jokingly, but, I wouldn't a bet on it. He flung the door open, got out, stepped into the back seat as Bobby slid over like he was on rails pulling the door closed immediately after William.

I couldn't stop laughing. Robert hurrying over to the driver seat for what reason I couldn't tell you. He was just as lost in the adventure as his buddy was.

"Should I pull out now, Billy?"

Billy was staring at me when he answered. "Sure, just check the traffic."

"Why is this mirror all twisted about? Never mind, I straightened it out."

I pointed at Billy, and smiled.

"Are you going to take your clothes off, or, not?"

"You are a ball breaker, Jennifer." Billy was beside himself with joy as he took his sweat shirt off over his head. He was so beautiful it took my breath away.

"Take your jeans off slowly. I love that, Billy."

I heard the steel buckle release and his zipper being taken down. And then he was naked and white and gleaming in the shadows.

"Now I know why the mirror was eyed. I'm supposed to watch you guys, not the other way around." The laughter rang out again.

I scooted down flat onto the seat again, as Billy joined me, his smile charming and warm.

"Can I put your ankles over my shoulders?" His whisper soft and his blue eyes so wide.

I saw my husband peering over the seat, but, gave no indication of it to either male. I just prayed he wouldn't get us into an accident for our sakes and Billy's car.

"You can do whatever you want, Billy."

"I may not last too long, Jennifer. I'm way past excited, honey." His whisper into my ear as then he pulled back to gauge my response. I smiled a bit inside at both of the boys being so over wrought.

"It's okay, Billy. I just want you to enjoy yourself, sweetheart." I was repeating myself, but, didn't mind a bit. They were both so adorable.

"Jennifer, you do know you're driving us both batty, right?"

"Right." I giggled.

"My goodness, I love you, girl." His voice thick with emotion. The grin now gone.

"You are the sweetest boy there ever was, Billy." I brought my feet up as far as they would go encouraging him to make good on his request to hook them over his wide shoulders. He did. I heard my husband's groan from the front seat.

Billy reached down in the shadows where our loins met and fit his head to my opening.

"Oh my, Jennifer. Hold it a second, darling." I looked up to find his eyes tightly clenched as he tried bravely to stem the tide. I ran my hands over his chest and found his muscles tightly wound, his body vibrating a bit. I fought back a giggle.

"Please, Jennifer, don't honey. Just lay still now, angel, until I can get control of myself."

"Okay." In my most innocent voice. I just rested my hands about his waist.

"I think it's all right now. I believe it's gone." He looked down at me with his most studious face.

"Are you sure?" I gave him a quick wink.

He softly laughed. "You drive me to it, Jennifer. Good Lord, girl. You're so darn pretty and beautiful."

" me."

"Jennifer!" He glanced back to see if Bobby had heard. "Don't say that."

I giggled.

"You're awfully precious tonight, girl." He gave me a good portion of his .

"That's it, Billy. My goodness you have a big one." I winked at him again. His blue eyes dancing wet in the shadows above me.

"More." I demanded. He obeyed.

"More, Billy." He obeyed.

"Hold it again. Don't budge, Jennifer, and please baby, say nothing." He grimaced and I took mercy. I didn't want him to spend that quickly. I held perfectly still and kept my lips zipped.

(continued)

This reminds me that I need to finish my story about Katie-girl in' a black guy.

**ElNono** · 03-06-2013

**Thread** · 03-06-2013

Same story,,,Jennifer & William have ventured up north alone (Robert is in Chicago on business) and are staying at William's cabin.

How about if I give you a massage this morning. Would you like that, Jennifer?" He wanted me to roll over so he could see my butt and massage it, but, I didn't call him on it. He'd been so precious.

"Sure, that would feel really good, Billy. My muscles are a little tight this morning from sleeping on a different surface. Though this foam matt and sleeping bag were very comfortable. Would you get the hand lotion I left in bathroom, darling? That would work really well for the massage."

"Okay." He stood, but, hesitated then. He was waiting for me to roll over so he could watch me. I couldn't resist the urge to tease him some more.

"Well, go ahead, honey. It's right on the counter next to the sink. You can't miss it."

"Uh, aren't you going to turn over so I can start on your back? That's where I should start, right?" He was totally serious.

"I'll get myself situated and turned over while you're gone."

"Oh, uh, well okay. I'll be right back." He wasn't gone less than a minute. I hadn't moved.

"Here's the lotion. What's wrong, Jennifer?"

"I wanted to wait for you, Billy, so you could watch me turn over and get situated." I smiled up at him.

"You little cutie, you. You knew I wanted to see, didn't you?" I laughed heartily.

Billy immediately gave up the ghost. "Please let me massage your butt this morning, Jennifer. Please?" He was pleading, but, more so I would play along in his game, in his fantasy that he must have conjured a 100 times since we'd first met. I was learning about Billy each day and each discovery made me love him even more. He was simply magnificent.

I can't go thru all day in town watching you walk around seeing your butt unless I can have some satisfaction with it this morning before we leave."

"I could wear a dress, I brought along a nice one."

"It wouldn't matter, Jennifer. I know what's under there now. You could wear a trench coat and it wouldn't make any difference. I know, honey. I've seen it. Just let me massage it this morning and that will get me thru until tonight." He was playing. I think he was playing, but, his surface demeanor was all business.

I looked up at him with my kindest eyes and then simply rolled over gracefully and presented my behind. He whimpered loudly as I successfully suppressed my laughter.

"It's our time, Billy. Just yours and mine, darling." I wiggled it just a might and he responded by whimpering once again. I turned my head away from him, closed my eyes and waited.

He warmed the lotion between his hands before applying it across my back. His hands were trembling a bit, but, they were warm and gentle.

"Did you ever think about this, Billy. You know before we started."

"Yes." His voice but a whisper.

"Why don't you tell me about it while you massage me. Would you like to do that, Billy?"

"Yes, very much."

"Go ahead then, darling. I like it when you talk about you and I."

"Well, you were always very beautiful at work. I'd see you in your different dresses and I was always so impressed because they looked so Jennifer'ish." I smiled. He was so serious telling me his story.

"Your dresses are so feminine yet they're so proper and modest. I enjoyed that, and still do. You would never bend over at work. If need be you'd just bend your knees. And of course you never shake your bottom. You'd walk about in very dignified and demur manner. And you'd never wear a plunging neckline. Always buttoned up modestly. And you always wear a bra." His hands were like magic. And bless his heart he hadn't just went to my butt. He was striving to give me a fine massage. And that is exactly what he was succeeding at. Between his words and hands I was in total bliss. I should've known he'd be an accomplished masseur.

"It feels so very fine, Billy. Please tell me more. I love to hear you talk of us, honey."

"Oh, good, because I love to talk about that." I smiled to myself. He was so beautiful.

"I knew you were married and I didn't want you to be unhappy in your marriage. I enjoyed your bright happiness in the office and at our lunch each day. You never complained about Robert, so I knew you were happy. And you were so friendly to me. And that was enough for me, Jennifer. I didn't know what the future held, but, your friendship was enough for me to find my happiness."

He applied a line of lotion down the length of bottom crevice. I shivered in anticipation of his intent.

He rose then and moved around to my right side and knelt again. Instead of attending to my bottom though he instead started working on my feet. Our eyes met then as I was facing that way. His kind smile and soft blue eyes made me melt.

"I'm very turned on, Billy." I whispered.

"I know, baby. Just close your eyes, relax and let Master William take care of you."

"I love when Master William is here. He is so commanding and powerful."

"I will be here all morning until Billy returns and takes you into town this afternoon." My pussy began to quiver.

"Is Master William going to spank me?"

"Yes, I believe so, Jennifer. You'll do fine though."

"I love you, Master William." My most girlish tone.

"I love you too, Jennifer." His voice strong and vibrant.

I closed my eyes again. His ministrations upon my feet were astounding. His warm hands transferring his power to me. I once again felt the keen need to have him enter my body whole. He next moved to my calves, gently, but, firmly kneading my flesh in the most stimulating manner. I wanted to spread my legs, but, every time I tried he purposefully nudged them back together. I wanted to show Master my pussy, but, he refused to allow it. My knee and thigh areas were next and Master initiated gasps and whimpers from me as he worked these regions with a precision that had me breathless. He worked delicately between my closed thighs until I thought I would scream my need to spread them. Finally, much to me relief he spread them an appreciable distance.

"Ah, yes, Jennifer's pretty pussy is all wet. Who's semen is that leaking out of your pussy, Jennifer?"

"It belongs to Billy, Master."

"Do you love him as well, Jennifer?"

"Yes, very much. He's my boyfriend."

"Have you ever had anal intercourse, Jennifer?"

"No, Master." Oh, God, Billy was so good at this. I was going to have such a fine time this morning.

"Are you sure, Jennifer? You wouldn't lie about that would you, Jennifer?"

"No, I swear, Master."

"Why not, Jennifer? Why haven't you had anal intercourse? You have such a round bottom and your crevice is long and deep."

"Billy said it would hurt me, Master."

"I could do it this morning. Would you like that, Jennifer?"

"No Master. I couldn't disrespect Billy like that. I love him so." This was so great. I couldn't believe it.

"Well, why don't you ask him this afternoon on the drive into town and then let me know what he says in the morning. You do have an appointment with me early tomorrow morning, don't you, Jennifer?"

"Yes, Master, I'm going to receive my first obedience training as your little doggy. I'm looking forward to it."

"As I am as well, Jennifer. Then it's decided, you'll speak to Billy this afternoon and request that I have anal intercourse with you tomorrow morning. Is that correct, Jennifer?"

"Yes, Master, I will speak to Billy about it this afternoon. I promise."

"In the meantime your bottom must be attended to this morning. I have an alternate plan." He placed the flat of both hands upon my butt cheeks and worked the lotion in. He used a large circular motion with firm pressure and it felt unworldly.

"Are you married, Jennifer?" Believe it or not I was caught unawares and hesitated a moment before answering.

"Yes, Master, I am married."

"Does your husband know about your relationship with Billy?"

"Yes, Master, he does."

"And it's okay with him?"

"Yes, Master, it was his desire that I should have such a relationship."

"I see. Where is he, your husband I mean?"

"He's away on business, in Chicago. He's a lawyer."

"Do you love your husband, Jennifer?" I was taken aback by this question.

"Yes, Master, I love him very much."

"This desire that your husband has. What is it exactly?"

"He enjoys watching me make love with Billy." My voice just a whisper now.

"Does your husband and Billy get along together--outside the bedroom so to speak?"

"Yes, very much so, Master. They enjoy many of the same activities."

"Does that bother you, Jennifer?" I froze. 'Uh, oh.'

"Jennifer?" His voice at once stern and commanding. I'd have to answer. I'd have to confess.

"Sometimes, Master. I get jealous. But, I'm going to commit to a fresh at ude when my husband returns."

He stopped massaging my cheeks and traced my bottom crevice with the tip of his finger top to bottom and then returned and held steady.

"Oh, yes, Master." I shamelessly wiggled my butt.

"Your bottom is hot this morning, isn't it, Jennifer?"

"Yes, Master."

"Jennifer, I want you to keep your head on the pillow and raise your bottom into the air. You may get on your knees, but, do not get on your elbows." I obeyed his commands.

"That's good. Now keep your face straight into the pillow-eyes closed."

His middle finger entered my rectum then, slowly and completely.

"Oh, yes, Master. That feels so good, Master." Master held it there, buried in my upturned butt, but, did not move it.

"Go ahead, Jennifer, you may start ing my finger with your butt hole now. Start slowly and I will tell you when to quicken the pace."
I obeyed my Master. His finger was long and thick and shifting my hips upon it was quite pleasurable. I tried mightily not to increase the pace before permission was granted.

Back and forth I went. I so wished I had the mirror so I could watch myself and my Master. I wanted to extend my hand to relieve myself, but, I knew Master would not approve.

"Halt, Jennifer." I froze, making certain before I halted that Master's middle finger was deeply imbedded in my butt.

"This is for snooping in Billy's trunk." His voice was so calm I was frankly shocked at what transpired next. The spanking I received at that juncture was anything but calm. With his right hand Master applied a blistering to my bottom I would not soon forget. Each cheek was taken in turn with lightening precision. He paused as I started to move my head to confront him.

"Don't you dare move your head, Jennifer. You deserve this spanking for eavesdropping and snooping and you know it. Don't you, Jennifer?"

"Yes, Master, but, Billy said I could eavesdrop and snoop if I wanted to." I'd begun to whimper, mostly for affect to increase Master's pleasure and my own.

"Only because you wouldn't take 'no' for answer. Now he's told me he thinks you're going to snoop up in the attic in the boxes and cartons he's given you. Is this true, Jennifer?"

"Uh, oh, Master."

"Indeed." There was a lilt in Master's tone. I loved him so. He was giving me tacit approval to snoop in the attic. And as soon as we returned from town this evening, I would do exactly that.

"You can resume ing my finger, Jennifer. And you may go faster." He smacked me briskly once again upon my proud fanny. I obeyed Master, hoping to soon be able to spend upon our sleeping bag. I needed to be touched though. I tried in vane to cause enough friction upon my nest to instigate my orgasm.

"Please, Master, may I touch myself?"

"No. I have explicit instructions from your boyfriend to make you earn your release."

"Tell me how to earn it Master. I'll do anything you tell me to do."

"Promise that you'll suck Master to completion immediately after you've had your orgasm." He smacked my butt once.

"I promise, Master."

"Promise that you'll swallow Master's entire load after you've had your orgasm." He smacked my butt once.

"I promise, Master."

"Beg Master for another finger." He smacked my butt twice.

"Please, Master, I beg you to put another finger in my butt."

"Go faster, Jennifer!" He smacked my butt twice, then coupled his middle finger with his index.

"Oh, Master, please let me come." He squirted another dollop of lotion into my groove.

"No, not yet, Jennifer. There are a few more things you'll need to agree to before you can orgasm. I'll want you to phone your husband as soon as you're done swallowing Master's load and confess to him in detail that you've swallowed my load. Is that understood?"

"But, my husband does not know about you, Master. You said you would our secret, Master."

"Yes, I did, Jennifer. You are correct. Instead you'll use my pseudonym, which is?" He was querying me.

"Billy, Master?"

"Yes, that is correct, Jennifer." He smacked my butt once.

"Yes, Master. I will tell him about swallowing your load. I will refer to you as Billy, Master."

"You must tell him how much you love him and how much you love Billy. Is that clear, Jennifer?"

"Yes, Master."

"Move that ass faster, Jennifer." He smacked my butt once. I increased the pace, his fingers doing crazy things each time I drove back to engulf them.

"Please, Master, now? Can I touch myself now, Master?" My butt was on fire from the spanking and my knees were trembling from the tension of my impending release.

"Soon, Jennifer. I'll grant you permission to touch yourself and end this. When your orgasm hits you're to spend it's entirety telling me how you love Billy. Is that understood, Jennifer?"

"Yes, Master." He smacked my butt twice, extremely hard. The sound driving me onto his fingers like a madwoman.

"End it, Jennifer." I waited for another smack, but, it did not arrive. "Now!"

Instead of holding his fingers in place and allowing me to move on them Master met me half way, repeatedly jamming his digits deep into my fanny.

I reached thru my legs and grabbed it with my entire hand. I tried to speak after that, to obey my Master, but, it was impossible. The young girl maniacally screaming above me would not permit it.

**midnightpulp** · 03-06-2013

^^^^^

I know people will be chomping at the bit to call out culburn for spamming with his posting of excerpts from his latest story, but implore you not to. All we ever asked of the man is stop with the one liners and put forth more of an effort into his posting. I interpret these posts as a gesture of good will from him.

Welcome back, old man.

**Mao Zedong** · 03-06-2013

Originally Posted by DeadlyDynasty

Wouldn't be any worse than the threads you see here everyday.

Hi, welcome to SpursTalk.com

fricking capitalist pigs...

**DMC** · 03-06-2013

Actually no, Kori asked him to stop posting his tee heerotica.

You guys have freed the Kraken. May what ever god you worship have mercy upon your souls

**midnightpulp** · 03-06-2013

Originally Posted by DMC

Actually no, Kori asked him to stop posting his tee heerotica.

You guys have freed the Kraken. May what ever god you worship have mercy upon your souls