Date: Fri, 28 Dec 2012 17:37:42 -0600
From: CAMERON BROCK III <cameronbrock3@gmail.com>
Subject: IF HE HOLLER$ MAKE HIM PAY. PART 22 GAY AUTHORITARIAN

IF HE HOLLER$ MAKE HIM PAY.  PART 22.

by Cameron Brock III

(cameronbrock3@gmail.com)


NOTE: I'm only 19 so don't expect a bunch of fancy writing from me.
Yeah, this really is my real name and email and all this shit really
happened. I know it sounds weird but it's all fucking true because
people really ARE like this. A guy couldn't make up all the freaking
stuff (LOL). Don't fucking read it if you can't stand the fucking truth
about men and their fucking fags.


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JUST LAST WEEKEND at the frathouse, when we finished fucking our slave
fags, we decided to put the fags in a circle and have them lick each
other's asses. It was fucking hilarious. You should've seen those nine
fresh-fucked fags on all-fours, their fag faces planted deep into each
other's fag asses, all of them eagerly burrowing into each other's
holes, desperately trying to tongue the alpha-teen cum that the
frathouse cocks had deposited there during the fun weekend.

	All the Alphas kicked back on the couch and laughed at the faggots.
They took LOTS of pictures.We spanked their butts hard. And that just
made their little fag sphincters spasm over the tongues of their
slurping fellow faggots.

I dunno, there's just something about sticking some cuntboy loser's
face up in your own asshole that seems like that ultimate degradation.

Sitting on some fag's face really puts him in his place, doesn't it?
	It just shows how far the fag will go to submit. It demonstrates just
how superior you are. Face-sitting, ass-licking and rimming is
supremely satisifying to both parties, right?

When we're having an angry dispute with someone, one of the most
insulting things we say to that person (usually as a parting shot) is,
"Kiss my ass!"

Wouldn't it be nice if we could actually make'em do it????

Truth is, you don't need to MAKE them.  Low life scumsuckers like
these little subs actually CRAVE to do it!

As is our custom at the fraternity house, I take the winning faggot
who'd sucked the most cocks that day to my own personal bed. He crawls
under the covers and waits obediently.

I lay back. Spread my legs.

Cool air on the exposed pucker of my butt. Then my asslicker's hot
lips. Then his moist wet tonguetip... Ahhhhhhh!

Nothing like it!!!

Reminds me of the first time I got my ass worshipped by a fag.

The hungry fag paid me 500 bucks for the privilege.

I was playing soccer in high school. This one dude was watching the
game from the sidelines. Well really it was like he was watching me.
Just staring.
	I knew that look. Only a month before I'd made Fag Gifford my slave.
He had that I'll-do-anything-to-serve-you look I'd learned to notice
in cocksuckers. Like some lost hungry puppy. So needy. So cum-hungry.
And here was another one, another middle-aged slave to young teenboy
cock drooling at all us jocks from the sidelines.

No surprise, then, that the jocks caught him in the lockeroom sniffing
our shorts. By the time I got there the guys had already punched him
around a little.
	He was on his knees. He was starting to cry.
	They spit on him:
	"Sick fucking twisted jock-sucking fairy queer."
         "Shit sniffing pissy-faced queer."
	The queer's little wormy body trembled and cringed. They'd ripped
down his pants. His little nutsack just disappeared into his scrawny
doughy body. He squeeked,
	"Please, I'm sorry!  I won't do it again. Just let me go."
	One of my buds said, "Hey Cam, we just caught this little queer with
his face full of sweaty underwear. He says he can't help himself. Said
he just had to have a taste. Can you believe that sick shit?"
	I remembered Fag Gifford crawling in front of me at home and paying
me money just so I wouldn't hurt him. Or paying me TO hurt him. He was
already so fucked up he didn't know the difference. I thought of Fag
Gifford who was now my own personal cash-fag pussyboy. I knew guys
like that just couldn't help their compulsion to serve real men.
They'd do ANYTHING just to be close to men.
	Almost felt sorry for the little turd.
	I said, "Pretty damn sick. I don't guess the little fruit was really
hurting anybody though. Just getting his jollies."
	Brandon said, "Well it was YOUR underwear he was sniffing."
	Damn! MY UNDERWEAR?? MY--FUCKING--UNDERWEAR???
	 "Fuck! That little motherfucking cocksucker's gonna get the
everloving shit kicked outta him!" I went over to him, yanked my
shorts outta his hand. "That's just fucking fucked-up disgusting,
getting his boner smelling where guys keep their butts and balls!" I
started bitchslapping him with every word. "Damn it just makes me
fucking pissed thinking about you getting your jollies on our private
possessions, sneaking around like some kind of sick twisted degenerate
depraved perverted..."
	He cringed and screamed, "Please! I'm sorry! It was truly
inappropriate. You guys, just please please don't hurt me. I just felt
like, well, it was irresistible, I just admire boys, um, men like
you., look, I've got money, I can pay you, I can PAY you if we can
just forget this whole thing, just don't call the police. Please!!!"
	The sick jocksniffer truly reminded me of Fag Gifford at that moment,
and all Fag Gifford was paying me, paying me real money to take over
his life and use and abuse him.
	On the other hand I was really furious that this depraved animal
would dare to try to secretly invade our privacy.
	Finally I said, "Okay, you like to smell our butts so much, here's
what we're gonna do. We're gonna make you pay! We're gonna make you
pay in every way possible! Your punishment will be to get your face
right in my buttcrack!"
	The little asswipe looked absolutely fearful. Yet his weenie
sproinged up at his crotch.

	The guys gathered round to watch the jocksniffer's punishment. They
were already laughing at it. Laughing at how he was practically
begging me not to hurt him.
	"Hurt you? Naw, little jocksniffer. We're gonna give you exactly what
you want."
	I lay back on the bench, all the guys crowded round and watched,
spread my legs on each side of the bench, calves opening up so the fag
could get a good look at the ass it was going to kiss. The guys were
all laughing at how the fag was staring at my buttcrack, hypnotized by
my hole, peering at the fuzzy bullseye butthole in between.
	I ordered, "Go ahead, asswipe. You like smelling around on our butts
so much. This is what you wanted isn't it? This is what you really
wanted, right? Go head. get your fucking face in their. Make yourself
at home!
	Honestly, I didn't even know I was going to do this, but I realize
now it was just the most natural thing in the world for a naturally
dominant man to do.  Yes, making a submissive pussyboy kiss your ass.
	"Go on, fag. You've been dreaming about this for so long. Go ahead
and give my asshole a deep wet kiss. Pucker up.  Pucker up and kiss my
pucker."
	He looked really goofy. A stupid little faggy face, all scrunched up
for asskissing.  You could see he was really getting into his "Fag
Zone". He didn't care that a bunch of teenagers were laughing at him.
He just wanted to serve us. Between my buttcheeks was his heaven. He
was breathing heavy, drooling, smacking his lips. Closing his eyes in
ecstacy.
	He was SO into it. Lost up in my ass somewhere, eager to make contact
with my shitter, lips mouth to mouth with my poopchute.  He really was
losing himself.  I swear, he would've burrowed his whole head up my
rectum if he could've. Just crawl up in their and ream out my lower
intestine. His tongue snaking around my plumbing.  He sure made it
feel good. First that tickling tongue was relaxing. Made it itch, then
instantly soothed the itch that it created.  Becomine ONE with my
asshole.
	Any real normal man woulda hated it, but you could tell the faggot
was in heaven.
	Then when I got done, the other guys each took a turn on the stupid
faggot's face. They saddled their asses right on his face and rode him
like a rodeo. They were even flicking his nuts with the elastic from
the jockstraps and listening to the faggot's yelps while they were
riding his face. I left them all there to abuse the screaming queer. I
went home to practice my newfound form of domination on my own
personal faggot Gifford.


You woulda thought that'd be the last of the jocksniffing faggot, but
he actually had the nerve to come up to me after school the next day.
You could tell he was all battered and bruised. And his face. Well it
was raw red. I guess he'd had so many guy's butts riding it all night
long it had been scrubbed like he'd had a carpet burn on his face.

Of course he apologized again for being such a faggot. But he said
what we did to him in the lockerroom, using him like that, made him
realize that a jocksniffing asskissing faggot for teen men was what he
really was and he really couldn't help it. He needed it. He wanted
more of it. He had to have it.  He said he had looked at his raw red
face in the mirror that morning just knew it was time to admit it.

 Before I could smack him again he flinched but stammered out that he
was an executive in a really high-powered insurance firm. He had lots
of money and he was willing to pay me, PAY ME, for the honor of me
making him lick out my ass. He said he'd never tried it, but he
thought it might be really cool to lick me out right after I'd taken
my morning crap. He said he thought it'd be really really sweet. He
said he really needed it. He said he'd pay me lots of money, five
hundred dollars if we could just do this every two or three months.  I
laughed at the idea of a grown man paying me, a sixteen year old kid,
so much money just to tongue-clean out my asshole. But he looked so
needy there, his raw red face and  his mouth watering for more of my
asshole.  It woulda been cruel to refuse. So I took him into the
school john, took his five hundred dollars, and made him eat out my
ass while I sat on the toilet.





I don't always write about asslicking fags because it's just become
such a standard habit for me now. It's just a standard technique of
Fag Training. Every fag must expect to do some ass-licking.
Ass-licking is simply a natural part of a fag's life.. Whether he
likes it or not, part of the condition of him being such a lowly
faggot is that he is going to kiss a real man's ass. It is where he
belongs.  Kissing ass is just his station in life. Fags are the
original primordial natural ass-kissers of the world.

Lots of times nowadays if I'm doing research at the computer, there's
a faggot's face under my ass. If I'm in the shower, I always have a
faggot thoroughly lick my taint and butthole clean. When I'm having
breakfast, the faggot is tonguing out my tasty butthole after my
morning crap.

In fact there is currently, dear Reader, a faggot underneath my ass
right now as I am typing this.

I don't know who it is or what it looks like. Nor do I care. I just
use 'em After all, a faggot is a faggot, right?

But most of my submissive pussyboys are asskissers by necessity.

Before anything else, they HAVE to kiss my ass. It is a regular ritual
of mine, a standard method of reminding them of their utter lowliness
in the food-chain of real men. Before they get to kiss my cock, they
must begin by kissing my ass by way of obeisance. A sort of hommage to
my awesome fundamental superiority.

They want to suck my cock? They have to kiss my ass first. They need
to use the bathroom? They have to kiss my ass first. They want me to
beg me to whip them? They have to kiss my ass first. They want to
AVOID punishment? They'd better be down there kissing my ass.  They
want to kiss my ass? They have to pay me fifty bucks first.

I don't know a single real man who hasn't eventually discovered how
fun it is to have one of their cocksucker pussyboys kissing their ass.
 Real men find the very idea so antipathic to their natures that they
have a hard time understanding that there are some sick salivating
creatures yearning for the opportunity to paste their faces up a
superior man's shithole.

One of my jock buddies told me, "At first I thought it was truly
gross, having a guy put his lips and tongue right, you know, where my
shit came out. But one day my cocksucker was cleaning my cock up after
I'd shot a massive wad down his throat.  He was licking all my
cocksnot off the shaft, combing through my pubic hair with his tongue,
working his way down to my ballsack. Even got down to my taint,
breathing heavy, lapping the hairs right between my legs, sanding it
with this tongue.  Then I felt the tip of his tongue wiggle right into
the rim of my butthole. Just kept flicking around down there. Sipping
at the brim. Damn it felt...weird, all kind of itchy and tickly.
Course i didn't like him doing any of his kinky shit without my
permission so I grabbed the little faggy's head, nearly ripping his
ears off, stared down at him and spit and said, "What the fuck do you
think you're doing down there dickwad????  Did I TELL you could do any
of that weird degenerate pervert shit on me?  DID I?"  Well he got all
redfaced and started crying and saying stuff like he thought it would
be a new way to serve me and that he just thought I might like it and
anyway he'd always dreamed of doing it.

Of course he got another slap just for being so selfish and thinking
about his own pleasure instead of thinking about what would please ME.
But then I thought, what the hell. It WOULD be kind of funny seeing
his fagface up my butt. It WOULD be a kick making the little shithead
literally kiss my ass.

I said, "Ok, faggot, you wanna suck on my ass? Then you do it! Go
ahead.  Get your tongue up in my ass. Let me feel it. Dig it in. Dig
it in deep. That's it. Cram your face in my crack. Cram it up good.
Hell, let me HEAR you! Get your head in there and suck it good. You
better fucking do it, or I'm gonna whip the fuck out you!"  The fag
dove in head first!! Tongue wagged straight up into my hole.  Damn, it
was so fucking fun stuffing a fag's face all up in my asscrack.
Unbelievable!  Once I'd given little shitface permission, he just
slammed his face into my butt like a ball into a catcher's mitt.  Yep,
he'd really been dreaming about it for awhile.  He crammed it up my
crack, snuggling his face into my buttcrack, sniffing, snuffling,
smelling all up into it, then, I felt his little cocksucker lips,
working round my hole, scouring all up in it, mouthing it, and then
the tongue, the tickly, flickering feeling of his tongue, dipping and
sipping even further up me. I couldn't believe it but the asslicker
was making it feel so good, so fucking good, and his tongue just kept
digging deeper into it, lubing up my hole with his drool while it
reamed out my hole and frenchkissed it deeping, massaging all those
little muscles, smoothing out all those little folds and creases, and
delving further and further up, getting further than any tissue paper
had ever reached before.  I said, "Damn, with sicko fags like you, I
won't be using tissue paper anymore!"

When I finally let the red-faced fag come up for air, my cock was
already rock hard again. He immediately got to sucking on it.  My load
was extra-hot. Now the cocksucker knows he can get two of my loads if
he sucks on my ass.  It's a REQUIREMENT that he does it. I make all my
fags do it now."






Yes, the faggot training value of ass-kissing cannot be underestimated.

You Masters who have not had your faggot kiss your ass, are missing a
crucial milestone in indoctrinating your faggot.  Just the very idea
in the faggot's mind that he has to tell himself, "I have actually
kissed that man's ass." is something that grounds him to his naturally
lowly position.

Conversely, when a man looks at a faggot and can tell himself, "That
faggot has literally KISSED MY ASS."  well, it's a skyrocketing boost
to the superior male's sense of power and dominance in the world.   If
you are a young Master like me, there is nothing like looking at a
roomful of faggots, and knowing that every single one of these
cocksucking scumsucking lowlife pussyboys has stooped to sucking your
butt!

Also submissiveness training in this manner opens up so many other
possibilities for humiliation.

See, ass-kissing is the perfect way to break a fag. Faggots, if
they've done it at all, haven't done it much. They certainly haven't
done it as much as they SHOULD.  Actually, when a faggot isn't serving
your cock or serving you in some other useful way, then your asshole
is the perfect storage place for your faggot's face.  This type of
constant usage is a new technique to many faggots. Or at least they do
not think of it as the primary avenue of submission to their Masters.
Well after a few weeks of pain punishment, after a month of listening
to FagRadio, they start to remold their minds. Now they know they are
supposed to do this. And now they begin to realize that nothing in
their minds really belongs to them, and that the mind of the TRULY
submissive faggot really belongs to itsMaster. The fag's mind, such as
it is,  is THERE to be remolded.

Thus you may occasionally get a fag who has these pre-conceptions that
asskissing is not for him.

Some fags are so deluded as to believe that they have "limits". In
actual fact, a faggot's capacity for degradation is bottomless. You
Masters know that a true fag just has limits that haven't been broken
through yet. :)

That's why a faggot who "believes" it's not an ass-kisser is the
perfect candidate for really breaking.

This type of silly faggot still believes it has some vestige of dignity.

It is up to the Master to teach it otherwise.

See, it is a crucial point of pussyboy training, that the Master
detect just what it would be that would utterly destroy the pussyboy's
sense of his own dignity. You may find that deep down the faggot is
still holding on to some kind of self-respect.A faggot has no respect.
It has no self. It is up to you, the Master, to utterly destroy that.

How?  Easy, really.

In very quick rapidfire series of overlapping humiliations expose your
faggot to a multitude of humiliating degrading experiences that it
never imagined it would be doing before.  Call the little fucker
pussyboy cuntface every name known in the book. Often, this in itself
can make it's walls and sense of identity crumble. Many fags have
never had the exhilarating experience of intense name-calling and
insults. But this is just the time to push the envelope further. Many
faggots have never had the joy of a real man spitting in the faces.
Make it crawl naked in front of you and your friends.  Ride on its
back like a pony. Make it stand on its knees, put its paws in the air
and bark like a dog begging for a bone. Make it eat out of a dog bowl.
Make it drink your piss. Out of a toilet. Or out of your cock. Make it
sprawl on its back and show you its pussyhole by stuffing its fingers
up it and spreading it wide. Shave its head and all of its body hair.
Make it take a whipping till its butt is raw and it's crying and
humping your leg. Make it experience pain as its own sense of
pleasure. Make it watch hours of sub/dom porn. Make it be your ashtray
and your footstool while you puff on cigars with your friends. Make it
squat and take a shit in the backyard. Spray it with the garden hose
and laugh at it.  Make it be your whoreboy who you slut out to your
friends. Make it give pleasure to your dog so that it knows that it's
lower than any real animal. Make it suck the cocks of horny grade
school boys. Make it kneel every time a real man enters the room.
Strip it naked and make it do some crazy little faggot sex dance so
all your friends can laugh at it every time it wants to suck cock.
Tell the horny little faggot that it's tiny little clit is shrinking
into its body and that the only way to save it is to keep sucking as
many cocks as possible.  Make it keep its little clit-dick in a
chastity device for so many weeks that it can't even remember what an
erection is like. Make it beg to be hurt so it can have any feeling at
all. Make it put cigars out on its own useless dicklet.  Make it live
on just your cum. Laugh at it constantly.
	And most of all, make it kiss your ass.
	Once a faggot has kissed a real man's ass, there is NEVER any way
that it can ever again think of itself as a man.
	It will ALWAYS crawl the earth thinking of itself as a faggot.



See, once the faggot has been rapidly pushed past its personal Point
of Self-Repulsion, this also puts the little worm past the Point of No
Return in its faggotry.
	Its mind is in a whirl of resistance but it doesn't know how to
resist. As a result, it simply stops thinking. It short-circuits. You
have successfully reshaped its sexual norms.
	It becomes...a faggot.
	It becomes YOUR faggot.

Once it has done so many awful, unthinkable, unimaginable, depraved
humiliating things at once, well then, any little command like
ass-kissing seems like the most normal thing in the world to the
broken faggot's now enfeebled mind.

When I induct a new faggot into the fraternity house I immediately
introduce the faggot to the glories of kissing my ass.

>From listening to fagradio and after much abuse, the sex-starved fag
is already so brainwashed into giving pleasure with his cuntface that
swabbing his whole face into some teenage boy's sweaty buttcrack seems
a natural next step.


I can spend so much time sitting on some faggot's face that the faggot
starts to think of my asshole as his home. He starts to think of it as
the most natural thing in the world for him to be doing. It almost
doesn't feel right for its fagface to be any place else than up
between my buttcheeks worshipping my asshole.


Hell, I might be talking to my girlfriend for hours while a fag is
planted up my ass. Slowly, after hours of total immersion, he's
getting to familiarize his face with every crinkle of my butthole,
teaching himself to twirl and swirl it, then sucking back his own spit
flavored with my shit, savouring the tang of whatever pungent
fart-gravy might be stewing around my guts.

Sometimes I ride their faces, mouths plugged into my ass while I
smother them with my big floppy nutsack, gasping for air, and the only
air they get to breath is my farts!  Other times I have really big
chairs with cushiony seats. I have the fag slouch down naked on the
floor with his head just propped up on the seat cushion.  He's already
got his mouth open, but I tell the fag to stick out his tongue.
Straight out. Nice and long and pointy. That little pink tongue of his
waggles out in the air, tastebuds antipating and salivating, just
waiting.

Then I crouch over his face, like I'm sitting on a toilet seat,letting
the fag get a good look.

The fag can see the upclose underside of my cock, my balls, the fuzzy
blond taint, and of course my bullseye buttcrack, which is lowering
itself onto its face. All my hot junk dangles in its gasping face.
Slowly I crouch down on it, finding that eager tongue and let it
insinuate itself into the humid inner folds of my smelly sphincter.

Then it's like a total blackout for the fag. My butt seals itself
around its face. It's nothing but a fag tongue now, probing around in
the darkness for all the folds and crevices of my butthole. Those
first flickering swirls around the outer rim of my rectum feel sweet.
I can just FEEL the faggot TASTING me. Eating me. But then it's like
his tongue becomes super-excited and electric, drilling deeper and
deeper, excavating my asshole. The faggot loves it.


And the thing about ass-eating is that fags can spend hours and hours
doing it. And all you gotta do is just fucking SIT there!! Fags will
just naturally find new and amazing things they can do to please your
ass.
	The fag's tongue can dedicate hours to squicking in and out of my
shithole. Even get some to hum a tune for me.  Gotta tell you, having'
your own personal vibrating fagface recliner massaging your butt feels
fucking awesome!
	Hell, I even got to where I could tighten my butthole around his
tongue. I practiced squeezing till it was like I could clamp down on
the faggot's tongue while he was slurping around in there. He'd holler
till he promised he'd try to go even deeper.  I made him pay me 20
bucks for the privilege of every one of my farts that he breathed.
All my friends laughed. They couldn't believe some sick fag would pay
20 bucks a fart!
	Plus, for hours on end, the faggot does what I call "tongue
stretching exercises". That's where I make him reach further and
further. Straining or a ever-new spot deep in my asshole each time he
eats me out.
	I even tell the lapping faggy that's it's perfectly possible that a
faggot's tongue can just reach the edge of his Master's precious
prostate. The holy grail of all devoted ass-reamers. This really
inspires a faggot. The faggot gets his perverse thrills knowing that
his tongue could possibly stimulate the very prostate of the man it
worships, thereby pleasuring, insideout, the cock that it worships. I
always remind the straining, exhausted faggot that it takes practice,
concentration, dedication and extensive tongue exercises,and
force-fucking the faggots face deep in your ass-crack, but with
determination on the faggot's part I tell it that I'm sure it can one
day learn to please my cock in this manner. Faggots can never really
get that far, but giving them this impossibly stupid goal always
inspires them to their utmost exertions. They can certainly tongue
deeper than they've ever tongued before. And I always know when it's
reached that new deepness cause it sends a shiver to my balls just
knowing the fag's at a new low. The fag feels it too.  It, too, gets a
deeper sense of satisfaction. It's lips lovingly vacuumed sealed to my
shithole. Gives the cocksucker a whole new world of degradation to
explore!

Funny, the desperate fag is sooooo busy concentrating on something
like that, like tongue-sucking my prostate, that he's totally
forgotten how much it's become an ass-faced twat cocksucker!
	See, this is an interesting training technique any Master can use:
	Tell the newbie wanna-be faggot that you want to see just how far it
can stick its tongue up your asshole. Tell it that if it doesn't
concentrate on making it really far up there, that it will be
punished. It won't ever get the treat of your cock or cum. ThAT should
inspire it! Meanwhile, while the faggot is worried about getting its
tongue up there far enough, in its desperate confusion to achieve its
new goal, it has totally forgotten the fact that it believed one of
its limits was ass-kissing anybody at all. Ha-ha!
	Yes, faggots are THAT stupid!

Some fags, once you break'em in to ass-reaming, well, that's all they
want to do.  They are so grateful to have been shown their place in
life. They knew this was what they wanted, they just needed somebody
to make'em do it first. Some you could swear would want to be
permanently entubated up our asses once they get a taste. They develop
an almost reverent approach to our manly shit-slots. Some even
crave/beg to get fed from this shit-chute, thinking of this as their
source of their nourishment, so that anything issuing from our holes
was like a blessed fucking sacrament. It's funny sitting there at the
fraternity dinnertable, or scarfing a pizza on the sofa, thinking that
whatever we were eating while the fags were lapping our holes would
eventually come out as a tasty snack for these piggies busily nibbling
on our nether orifices.


Hell, me and some of my Alpha fraternity pals have sat back on a couch
and played poker while we each had a fag working underneath our
assholes.
  	Sometimes we'd trade off our asslickers, even laugh about the fags'
different techniques of worshiping our holes.
	We Alphas like the sort of couches like the ones I have on my Amazon
Wishlist, I call them Fag Training Couches. Leathery cushiony
sectional couches with cupholders in the armrests, fold-out fuckpads,
that can be rearranged for all sort of different configurations of
grovelling faggots while me and the frat guys sit and enjoy the game,
our butts firmly ensconced in the leathery seats with a smothered
fag's head ensconced underneath, using their butts as our footrests.
[We want a new Fag Training Couch, btw. We've splashed a lot of boycum
and fagjuice on it!  Checkout my amazon wishlist if any of you fag
readers wanna contribute to the further domination of your species.]
	It's funny to see them kneeling at the couch with their tongues out,
like little piggies hungry to scarf up every dingleberry, the faces
scoured red with our pubic hairs. Our taints have been smearing all
over their faces. We let the fags get up for half-time so they can
fetch us more cold beers and chips, let them rest their spasming lips
and cramping tongues, meanwhile we're sitting around, smoking some
primo cigars whichsome other online fag supplies us, and laughing
about how stupid the fags are, all the while they're back
frenchkissing our butts.
	I tell you, on a cold winter day, there ain't nothing better laying
under the blankets with your own personal faggot lapping at your anus.
Or kick back in your recliner and let your fag do all the work.  Who
knew a fag's face could make the best seat in the house?



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INSTRUCTIONS AND EXPLANATIONS FOR FAGS AND THEIR MASTERS

Essentially FagRadio is this: it is a sort of guided meditation about
cocksucking and being a fag, and subservience, and obedience, and
making sure that superior men are always served and receive pleasure.

It is about 45 minutes of a recording made by me, a superior male,
telling a cocksucker (like Cuntface, or Fag Gifford, or Geek Fag or
the Wednesday night cocksucker) who and what he is, and how he should
go about it, and what he should be more focussed on because he is just
a fag. He is a fag, he was born a fag, and always will be nothing but
a fag. And he will be much happier once he learns to accept it. This
is a recording that a faggot might play in his ears when he goes to
sleep at night, or even while he is out jogging, or even when he is
sucking on superior guy's cock for long periods of time.

Information to purchase a copy of the FagRadio brainwashing mp3 audio
file is available upon request.


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Any fag$ that wanna $how their appreciation to a $uperior alpha male
like my$elf, feel free to $how me your appreciation at paypal
(cameronbrock3@gmail) and/or $how me your gratitude by getting me
something off my gift list at amazon under cameronbrock3@gmail.com.

If you $end me an email at cameronbrock3@gmail.com just remember I
don't wa$te time just playing with fags who don't know how to $how
their immediate and con$tant appreciation.

Hell, even send some donation to Nifty.org for even giving you the ability
to fanta$ize your $icko fantasie$.