prometheus 2
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OOC: this ones closed for puddin36 and I.
IC: Steve, big black steve they called me in the pen for reasons more than my big feet. I'm 6"1 with black curly hair, dark brooding eyes and a tight smile. 220 lbs I'm fit as a fiddle and carry a package admired by men and lusted after by women.
Yesterday I broke out of prison and am hiding in the woods just outside of Yourtown, USA I need food, I need to get out of these crumby prison clothes and I need sex. I've been in prison for two years now, too long for any man to go without sex. I dont go for gay sex besides my 11" cock would split any normal mans ass in two and choke any man who tried to swallow it. Oh, I have to admit I've jerked off a few times since going to jail but it ain't like fucking a woman.
I'm looking through the underbrush and I see a woman. She is sunning herself in her bikini in
the back yard of her home. Near her is a handy man building a picnic table he looks to be about my size, aha clothes. the woman is cooking something on the grill, aha food. Her honey blonde hair is blowing in the afternoon breeze and her skin shines with an aura of sexual excitement. I can almost smell her need, aha sex. My cock starts to grow and I think about clothes and eating to distract myself and keep from splitting my pants. My needs overcome my fear of getting caught and I step into the yard. I say "Good aftenoon Ms.... deciding to be direct and honest after all I didn't get sent to prison for lying, I just got caught lighting a few fires, thought I'd warm the world up a bit people just didn't understand, I was framed. so I said "Ms.... Im hungry and I need some different clothes and I'm .....I didn't need to finish, she knows exactly what I want when she looks at my prision pants about to split wide open in the crotch.
IC: Steve, big black steve they called me in the pen for reasons more than my big feet. I'm 6"1 with black curly hair, dark brooding eyes and a tight smile. 220 lbs I'm fit as a fiddle and carry a package admired by men and lusted after by women.
Yesterday I broke out of prison and am hiding in the woods just outside of Yourtown, USA I need food, I need to get out of these crumby prison clothes and I need sex. I've been in prison for two years now, too long for any man to go without sex. I dont go for gay sex besides my 11" cock would split any normal mans ass in two and choke any man who tried to swallow it. Oh, I have to admit I've jerked off a few times since going to jail but it ain't like fucking a woman.
I'm looking through the underbrush and I see a woman. She is sunning herself in her bikini in
the back yard of her home. Near her is a handy man building a picnic table he looks to be about my size, aha clothes. the woman is cooking something on the grill, aha food. Her honey blonde hair is blowing in the afternoon breeze and her skin shines with an aura of sexual excitement. I can almost smell her need, aha sex. My cock starts to grow and I think about clothes and eating to distract myself and keep from splitting my pants. My needs overcome my fear of getting caught and I step into the yard. I say "Good aftenoon Ms.... deciding to be direct and honest after all I didn't get sent to prison for lying, I just got caught lighting a few fires, thought I'd warm the world up a bit people just didn't understand, I was framed. so I said "Ms.... Im hungry and I need some different clothes and I'm .....I didn't need to finish, she knows exactly what I want when she looks at my prision pants about to split wide open in the crotch.
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