12/15/2015
Brock and Crimson
Dedicated to Emily and Thot Brock
The year was 2015. There was a slight breeze in the air of the city of Bridgeton. Brock was walking home from school one afternoon. He still had a long ways to go. He was very tired and didn't know if he could carry his pretty kitties in his purple purse for much longer. The weight of his luscious felines was such a burden on his arm. He decided to take a shortcut. Little did he know that he would meet a very peculiar man on his way through the shortcut?
His shortcut consisted of walking through trimmed hedges and the grim woods. He didn't want to rush home to his parents, but he didn't want be in these trimmed hedges. The hedges pricked and poked brock like little needles. He worried about his furry friends. He didn't want the to get dirty because then he would have to wash them again. He walked through the hedges for about 12 minutes. He finally got out of the trimmed hedges and started at a group of never ending rows of trees.
He decided that it was either now or never. He stepped forward but quickly jumped back. A squirrel ran from out behind a tree. He kept walking for about 7 minutes when all of the sudden he sees a shadow. A shadow that was tall and scary. He was filled with fright. He stood still, paralyzed by the fear from what he was seeing.
Brock started to hear the rustling of leaves, when a saw a dark figure come out from behind a tree. IT WAS THE CRIMSON CHIN. Oh wait nope it was just a hobo named randy. Brock cursed out randy for a while, then started walking again. He heard rustling once more, he screamed out "randy if you don't get outta here, I'm going to wreck you, you know gang gang I'm out here FAM." But this time it wasn't Randy. This time it WAS the CRIMSON CHIN!
Part 2
Brock screamed from excitement and jumped into the crimson chin's arms. Brock started to breathe heavily and gasped "OHHH I have been waiting for this for a long time." Brock planted a fat juicy one on the crimson chin. The crimson chin chuckled and said, "we can't do this. I'm in rehab." Brock sighed and dropped his purple purse and pushed the crimson chin down. "I don't care what you are going through. This is happening. Whether you like it or not." The crimson chin screamed. Brock pulled off the chin's rubber jumpsuit. The crimson chin was lathered in sweat. Brock loved it. Brock flipped over the crimson chin. Brock tied the crimson chin to two trees. Brock kissed the crimson chin all over his sweaty body. Brock stroked the chin's 10-inch cock. The chin moaned. Brock slobbered on the chin's knob. The crimson chin begged him to stop. Brock just kept going. Brock finally pulled his pants down and shoved his teeny weeny into the crimson chin's mouth and started thrusting. Brock did not last long. He pulled his cock out of the Crimson chin's mouth and sprayed his white goo all over Crimson's chin. But brock was not finished yet he vowed to make the infamous Crimson Chin cum. He shoved the crimson chin's cock up his ass slowly. Brock screamed out in pain. The crimson chin said, "You don't have to do this." Brock said, "Oh on the contrary." Brock finally got the cock as far into his ass as it could go. Brock once again started thrusting. He kept screaming. Brock finally felt something wet in his bum. He stepped away from the crimson chin. Brock said, "Thank you for fulfilling my dreams." Brock got dressed and left the crimson chin tied up. Brock finally got home. His mom asked him "what took you so long?" He said, "I was a little pre-occupied."
The End