Date: Sat, 4 Mar 2017 22:20:28 +0100 (CET)
From: z.blake@tutanota.com
Subject: Whispers in the Westwoom

WHISPERS IN THE WESTWOOM
By Zachyboy
b/b, oral, anal, pubwic westwoom

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The following stowy is a work of fiction.

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On with the show.

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"Casey, have you wed this yet?"

"Put your iPhone down, Pwince. I'm trying to have sex with you."

"But weally! Wook at it! It's a stowy about you and me!"

"I know, I've seen it. Now pull your pants down and bend over the toilet
please. Before somebody knocks on the door and wonders what's taking us so
long."

"I can't bewieve they pwinted this! It's a whole witten wecord of us! How
you wammed your big waper up my wump and made me pwegnant!"

"I know, Pwince. I know. I read it. I liked it! Now shut the fuck up and
let me fuck you."

"This is an outwage! We should bwing fowth a wawsuit!"

"For God's sake, Pwince. Put your phone down and spread your ass cheeks."

"Spwead my ass cheeks, spwead my ass cheeks. That's all you ever think
about. You're wike a bwoken wecord!"

"I know, baby, I know. But it's only because you've got a such a nice tight
little hole in there. My weenie likes to cum inside it."

"So wait a minute. Wewind a minute. They wote about you fucking me in
"Doggie Sniffers?"

"No. That was just you and Jackson. Smelling each other's butts or whatever
the fuck you do down there on your weird little hands and knees."

"Oh. Wight. I miswembered that one."

"The one where I finally fuck you is Pwince is Pwegnant."

"Oh. Wight. And then you wape me again in Casey in the Cwubhouse."

"Wight. I mean right."

"How wude that they wote about it. Weally weally wude."

"And I think I might nail you a little bit in the background in Raven in
the Rainstorm. You might be a minor character in that one. You know. Sort
of subplot. Window dressing."

"Waven in the Wainstorm? Nobody even told me about Waven in the Wainstorm!
This is widiculous!"

"Well, honestly Pwince, you have to keep up your reading list on your own
time. Life moves fast. Now get down on your knees and suck my cock and get
it wet."

"We weally shouldn't be doing this here, in the bathroom of Wed
Wobin. Somebody might come in on us."

"It's a one-seater, Pwince. I locked the door. We're perfectly safe. Now
suck me a little."

"Oh, all wight. But don't expect miwacles. I'm weally wiled up about all
these stowies about me."

"We could do another one, Pwince. We could do one about us fucking in the
bathroom right here today and all this annoying talking I had to do before
you finally let me fuck you. You know, how you wouldn't shut up. It would
be a gripping dialogue. We could call it Whispers in the Westwoom."

"Ha, ha, Casey. You're a weal comedian."

"Seriously. We could make it part of that ABC Thing he does. You know. Andy
in the Attic. Barrett in the Bathtub. Casey in the Clubhouse. This could be
the "W" one. "Whispers in the Westwoom." About you and me whispering and
fucking in here. So nobody hears us. About me getting ready to stick it
inside you."

"Boy, Casey. You weally have some pwoblems. You get all wevved up. You
should take some Wittalin."

"Come on, Pwince. Open up your mouth and suck it a little. Get it good and
wet and hard so I can bend you over the toilet seat and fuck your little
insides out. I'll cum up your butt, then we'll go home and write about
it. It'll be up tonight in Gay Young Friends."

"Ohhh, I bet you'd wuv to be up in some gay young fwends, you wapist. You
can't wait to wape me with your weenis. It's all you want to do."

"But you feel so good, Pwince. You feel so good inside. Come on baby, open
up for Casey. Let's do some nasty dirty stuff we can write about tonight in
Whispers in the Westwoom."

"We can't do Whispers in the Westwoom."

"Why not?"

"Because he alweady did the "W" alweady. He alweady did Wyatt in the Weak
End."

"Oh. Yeah. That was as good one."

"He even wote the seqwel alweady. Joey in the Jammies. He's doing the whole
awphabet. That guy's weird, if you ask me. That guy's got some pwobwems."

"You need to wear jammies for me, Pwince. You need to come over this
weekend and stay over with Jackson and bring your prettiest jammies, then
sneak into my bed at night and let me pull them down and fuck you in them."

"Wapist."

"I don't even want to take them off of you, Pwince. I just want to pull
them down and leave them on you and fuck you from behind, with your little
jammies bunched around your ankles."

"Weally cwassy, Casey. Weally cwassy."

"I'm lubing my cock with spit now, Pwince. It needs to go inside you."

"Fine, but you weally can't wite about it. He already did it in Wyatt in
the Weak End. "W" is alweady witten."

"This could be an addendum, Pwince. An alphabetical addendum."

"I don't know what that means, but I bet it means I'm getting your wod up
my wump."

"Oh for Pete's sake, Pwince. Turn around and spread your ass cheeks for
me. Whisper how much you like me to fuck you."

"Oh fine. But this is weally annoying. You're wepeatedly wewentless. This
is widiculous."

"Shhhh, Prince. Just whisper how you like it."

"Ow! Wewax back there! You're weally being wuff today."

"I can't help it, Pwince. It wants to go in you. It wants me to fuck your
naughty hiney hole."

"Wapist."

"Shhhh."

"Weally wude weenie wapist."

"Shhh, Pwince. Tell me you like it. Whisper how much you like to get
ass-fucked."

"Fine. I wike it. I wike it a wot."

"That's a good boy, Pwince. Now put your hands on the toilet and hang on
tight. Get ready for a hard one, Pwince. Grab some porcelain, baby. I'm
gonna make you pwegnant again."

"Ow. Swow down, you wapist."

"Whisper how much you like it Pwince. Tell me how much you like me fucking
you. Let me fuck your little butt again while you make whimpers, whines and
whispers in the westwoom."

"Fine. I wike it. But just don't wite about it this time."

"Fine. I won't.

"You pwomise?"

"I promise. Now shut up and get butt-fucked."

"Fine. Wape me then. Wight here in the westwoom. Wude. Wapist. Wight here
in Wed Wobin!"

"Shhh. Open up, Pwince. Open your ass and get butt-fucked."

"Oh boy. You've got pwobwems, Casey. Give it a west."

"Shhh, Pwince. Here comes some big boy cock now. You know you like it,
baby. Here comes your next hard fuck. Grab on tight, baby. Grab the top of
the tank. I'm gonna fuck it up your wectum."

((giggle))

"What kind of jammies do you wike me in?"

"I don't know, Pwince. I really don't care. Just shut the fuck up and let
me cum in you."

"Fine. Wapist."

"Oh, fuck, that's good. That's real good, Pwince. So nice and tight in
there, baby. Gonna fuck you in your jammies this weekend."

"The wed ones? The bwue ones? I weally can't decide..."

"Whisper for me, baby. Whisper how you like it..."

"I wike it. I wike it. Decisions, decisions..."

"Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum in you..."

"I think I'll bwing my wed ones."

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Pwince and Casey also appear in:

https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/doggie-sniffers
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/incest/pwince-is-pwegnant
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/casey-in-the-clubhouse
https://www.nifty.org/nifty/gay/young-friends/raven-in-the-rainstorm

Pweasant dweams.

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