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| January 2005 / Volume VI / Issue I | |||||||||
| Matt Smith Shining In The Dust so, we were in this adult bookstore my friend and I . . . we’d been drinking and staying up for a few days . . . this place sold those stainless steel cock rings . . . you know, the kind that fit around the whole unit . . . so we bought a couple. it was all we could afford . . . we went back to his place and put them on. I took his bicycle out to the beer store with our remaining funds . . . the cock ring was kind of harsh on that bike seat . . . I could feel it twisting and turning . . . I pulled up to a stop light and just as I put my left foot down . . . the cock ring rolled out of my cut-off shorts and went bling bling on the pavement . . . a carload of Salem College girls saw the whole thing . . . one of them said oh my god . . . so I reckon they knew what it was . . . I wouldn’t give them the pleasure of seeing me get down on the ground to retrieve it so I looked straight ahead and rode off . . . leaving that cock ring shining in the dust |
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