Since more than half of our readers discovered this blog less than five years ago I thought it would be nice to re-introduce some older stories for those who didn't catch them when they were first published. Enjoy!
Featured in this story: Chad and Alex (click for pictures)
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Chad on the warpath
Two days after my cameraman Chad had attacked my manhood, I had the chance to get him back.
He had kicked, slapped, punched and squeezed my poor, vulnerable balls – and he hadn’t even felt guilty about it… The rest of the day, he had acted like nothing had happened. Yesterday had been his day off, so I had time to plan my revenge. I decided to humiliate him good…
He came by at around ten o’clock in the morning and we worked side by side for a few hours. At two, we were getting hungry and I suggested we’d get pizza. Too lazy to go out, we ordered by phone.
Half an hour later, the doorbell rang.
“Could you get it?” I said, typing at the computer.
Chad sighed and got up. He walked to the door and opened. He was wearing some pretty ugly boxer shorts and a t-shirt.
A young woman was standing in the doorframe. She was probably twenty-five years old, a pretty face, blond hair, quite tall, showing a lot of cleavage. Chad started flirting with her and didn’t notice me sneaking up to him.
He had his wallet in his hand and pretended to search for his money. I saw that he was staring at her breasts.
Chad made a stupid joke, causing the pizza girl to giggle. Apparently she was hoping for a big tip…
I was on my knees behind him.
The pizza girl looked at me with a quizzical expression on her face.
I grinned. Fast as lightning (well, fast enough, at least), I grabbed the waistband of Chad’s boxers and yanked them down, exposing his naked genitals. His half-hard dick (apparently blond pizza girls were exactly down Chad’s alley…) pointed at the shocked girl.
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