Four months after Ted's becoming of a paraplegic, Barney and Robin took care of him, alternating shifts weekly.
It was Barney's week to care for him which was fine with him. When the blonde sexaholic wasn't banging some big titted chick, he was probably exploring Ted's anus.
The two were in a bit of a bromance, or were broing out, or something else Barney said about them just being two bros who banged.
One day Ted decided the two were close enough to share his dirty little secret. Originally Ted lied and said he became a paraplegic because a goat kicked him off his bike, which only Barney and Robin would believe to be true.
Ted wheeled his wheelchair over to his closet, where he revealed his greatest secret of all time: Marshpillow.
Barney seemed sketched out for a second, the fuck is wrong with him, he thought. But then he realized he could do what no one but Marshall and possibly Ted has done before: fuck Marshall.
Barney didnt want Ted to watch this, so he wheeled him into the kitchen and put a broom in the little spokes or whatever theyre called. Barney birthday suited up and unraveled his 7 inch dingaling. It was only two inches right now because it was about as flaccid as flaccid could be.
After spanking the monkey a few times, Barney's flaccid penis became a plastic penis. Sweet god he loved that rhyme. Barney realized the opening of the pillow case lacked lube, and he quickly searched for anything he could find. Sadly Ted's sex days were over and so was his lubing days.
Barney rushed to the kitchen, sporting his hard on, and Ted screeched in terror.
"No! You can not fuck Marshpillow! Me and him have a sacred bond!" The architect teared up, while Barney giggled like a schoolgirl.
"Whatever, Mosby. Im gettin' my dick wet and it's not gonna be from your butthole." Barney took some jam and tuna casserole from the fridge and skipped back to the bedroom.
Dumping the jam and tuna casserole into the pillow's opening for the perfect vagina like sensation, Barney put his little Barney into Marshpillow's customized vagina. Oh great dick in a hamper! It felt like Barney was having sex with Jesus or someone of high status.
He flipped marshpillow over and drew a pretty nice ass on him with a sharpie, squeezing the sweet buns he created as he pumped semen into the tuna jammerole pussy.
Barney was well known for taking a long time in bed, once having sex with Ted's mom for 42 consecutive days and only surviving off of eating her toe nails, but with Marshpillow he blew his load within 30 seconds. After cumming Barney's dick tended to become extremely sensitive, but with his cock being hugged by the jam and tuna he didn't feel that much sensitivity.
He continued going for another hour, but Ted suddenly crawled into the room. He pulled out his phone and took several photos of Barney as he shot his 62nd load all over Marshpillow's face.
Barney stared menacing at Ted, and screeched like a pterodactyl before he tackled Ted onto the ground, even though Ted was already on the ground.
Before ted could speak a word, a dick covered in jam and tuna casserole filled his mouth, and he sucked it like a pro. Within 12 seconds Barney's dick was whiter than a line of coke on a warm summer's day, and Ted's mouth's cum levels were extremely high thanks to Barney.
Ted and Barney then continued to fuck Marshpillow, and upon the 69th orgasm that occurred that night something bewildering happened.
Marshall had opened the front door and witnessed his two bros banging his pillow incarnation. Oh God no, the look in his eyes was filled with more anger than Hitler ever possessed in his entire life. What would happen, paraplegic Ted and Barney wondered?