>We met on a mongolian basket-weaving forum.
>He was much different to me; he was a pentomo and me... a dragoon.
>At first I just ignored him, I did not care for the penguin posters.
>I yelled at him, called him mean names, told him to stop posting.
>But that little penguin just kept on going forward.
>I realised that deep down... I didn't hate him, I was merely trying to suppress my love.
>Taking the initiative I asked that little pentomo out on a date.
>A little japanese restaurant down by the sea, his favourite.
>We hit off, talking about our favourite chuubas, what games we play, all the anime we've watched.
>I couldn't help but adore him.
>Nearing the end of this date, I felt oddly cold... I didn't want it to end.
>'Wanna... come back to my place?' I asked, trying to mask my nervousness.
>His face lit up... enthusiastically nodding to the notion.
>Scurrying past my roommates we made it to my room.
>Selen posters and a set of weights were the only decorations aside from my computer.
>Standing behind him I couldn't help but notice our size difference, he was at optimal cock sucking height.
>He was slightly sweaty from out walk, slowly it dropped down his nape.
>Unconsciously I placed a deep kiss on his erotic neck.
>His face turned deep red, but he didn't object.
>I kissed again and again... I wanted more.
>I pushed him onto my bed and locked lips with the pentomo. Undressing his small frail body at the same time.
>His cute little moans turning me on even more. His body felt so soft... delicate like a marshmellow.
>Flipping him over my carnal lust raged even harder, his supple boy pussy beckoned my dick like a sirens call.
>Slowly I inserted my schlong, he gasped and moaned... I was taking his anal virginity.
>In.... and out.. I slowly humped him with all my love, playing with his nipples to incite his pleasure even harder.
>I increased my pace, harder... harder... he was like a broken record... moaning 'harder~' over and over again.
>His bussy had taken over my mind... there was no turning back....
