Have you ever heard about the story of the Scotsman and the three faggots? Once upon a time there was this Scotsman, let's call him Robert Duffy. He liked to play with his weiner, and so did the three faggots; Z0la, AndyM and DrFlugel. One night when Mr. Duffy was really, really, reeeaaally aroused, he heard someone knock on the door. Who could it be? It was one of the three faggots, asking for some sugar. "Can I cum in?" DrFlugel asked, while gently rubbing his testicles with three of his fingers. "Of course, I could need...some help finding the sugar..." Mr. Duffy said, with a slightly lower voice and a blink in his eye. "Can I bring some friends?" Dr.Flugel asked eagerly, "They could need some sugar...too." "Of course! The more the merrier!" Mr. Duffy replied, now quite excited by the thought of having three unknown men in his house.
The three faggots stepped in. "Where do you have the sugar?" DrFlugel asked. "I keep it in my bedroom...wanna cum and see?" "Yes. We'd like that. We'd like that very much," the three faggots answered in choir. "Is it okay if we take off our clothes?" AndyM asked, "It's really hot in here..." Mr. Duffy nodded his head, "Yes. That's OK. In fact, would it be OK if I joined you? I'm feeling quite sweaty myself." "Please do. You shouldn't keep that well-defined body trapped in those tight clothes of yours," Z0la said while taking a closer look on what a gardener's body looks like.
The Scotsman and the three faggots were now all naked. Heading towards the bedroom. Trying to find the sugar. But where could it be? They looked everywhere; in the bed, in the closet, in the desk and on the floor. But no sugar could be found. "I know this will sound far-fetched," Mr. Duffy said, "But maybe it's in my anus?" "Wow," Z0la replied, "Why didn't we think about that sooner?" "Hehehe. It's alright fellas. We do have a problem though. And that is that I can't find the sugar by myself..." "What do you suggest?" DrFlugel asked. "Well. We need something hard. Do any of you gentleman have something hard for me?" Mr. Duffy continued, now licking his upper lip.
"I DO! I DO!" AndyM shouted! "I do too!" Z0la replied soon after. "Look. If you need someone to help you out mate, then surely it should be me? I've been both moderator, support and chief of the Xpert Daily. I'm the man for the job!" DrFlugel said while raising his voice in a slightly annoyed manner. "Calm down, gays! There's room for everyone, I'm sure!" Mr. Duffy assured the faggots.
The three faggots, known for their organization skills, quickly took place in line - eagerly waiting to begin the search for the missing sugar. Mr. Duffy smiled and kindly bent forward - all to the three faggots delight. And after much blood, sweat and tears; the faggots had been inside Mr. Duffy over and over and over again. Searching deeply, roughly and without protection. But unfortunately...there was no sugar. But neither seemed to care anymore. Mr. Duffy and the three faggots all jumped up and down in absolute joy - like children on Christmas. It was lovely to see.
"Do you gays like music?" Duffster asked. "You know, as a gardener I tend to listen a lot during the days on my ipod and I'd like you to hear one of my favorite tracks; it's a song I can truly identify myself with; a song that speaks to my inner child; a song that is....well, I guess you just have to listen to it to understand," Duffy continued. "Sure, why not?" one of the faggots replied and they all took place in bed together while listening to Duffy's all-time favorite song.
And that was that. The night had cummed to an end and it was time for the faggots to leave. Mr. Duffy followed the gays to the door. "Please cum back anytime you want, my anus is always open for you gays!"
Mr. Duffy closed the door. And smiled, thinking... "This...was a bloody good day."