Post by max on Apr 7, 2012 2:43:55 GMT -5
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I JUST SET THEM UP TO KNOCK THEM DOWN
for the past week or so, max had been distracted, to say the least. there weren't too many things that garbled the boy's mind, but lately, for some strange reason, max's brain was all over the place. not only was his brain all over the place, but his emotions were running wild. usually when that happened, which was very rare, thank god, his hormones- the ones that made him want to have a ton, ton, ton of sexual intercourse- would take over and he'd let them do the work. his hormones, as strange as it sounded, made things fall back into place. they relaxed max with their crazy urges for kinky, wild sex and threesomes and whatnot, but this time, they weren't working properly. max didn't know if they were broken or just not in his favor or if subconsciously, max was for some reason turning them off, but it was beginning to make maximillian van dyke mad. crazy, right? a boy was mad at himself for not wanting to have sex and if that wasn't weird, then what was? not only was he mad at himself, but his male parts were also pissed. they were raging they were so mad, but as hard as max tried to make himself go out and hold himself over with a couple of girls that were, like they would say on jersey shore, 'down to fuck,' until he got to diana, he'd get to the club and he would no longer have the desire to try and find someone to get his dick wet to. boredom would sweep over him and suddenly, he wouldn't feel in a mood to even touch a woman. for the past week that he'd been attempting to go to a club in hartford, his efforts were futile, because for the past week, he'd turned around and gone home after twenty minutes of several lifeless lapdances.
he knew for a fact that it wasn't the shame of attempting and succeeding once or twice at cheating on his girlfriend either, because the cold hard truth of the matter was that he could care less if he had a girlfriend- there were nicer, better, hotter things out there that he, sometimes, just couldn't resist. one would probably ask why max even had a girlfriend if all he did was screw around with other girls and the answer would be plain and simple- max had a girlfriend in case he needed back up. in case he was bored and needed a good screw here and there but he didn't feel like looking through a plethora of phone numbers that he'd collected over a number of years or going to a local night club, he'd use whatever girlfriend he had at that moment to satisfy his needs. that's why he always tried to keep his girlfriends in stock. like he loved to say, it was better to be safe than sorry. his dick felt the same way.
it might have been the new friend he had recently made, that had somehow tortured a little bit of truth behind the mask that max typically wore, a little bit of truth that he woud have rather kept a secret. that could have definitely been it, considering that for one, he didn't usually make friends that were girls and two he didn't usually let people know about that certain side of max. in fact, he never let people know, but for some reason, this newfound friend had felt he need to push the truth of it- and so she did. however, it could have been a number of things that was getting max so not... well, horny was the word, although max wasn't honestly concerned. sure, he was getting pretty mad over the fact that whatever part of his hormones that made him want to fuck everything in sight wasn't working for the time being, but he wasn't rushing for a solution.
when the evening came around, max decided that a visit to his girlfriend's place was in order. not that he believed that he had been neglecting her or anything among those lines, but because max had nothing else to do and diana was his last resort. like it was mentioned, she was his backup, like all of his girlfriends were made out to be. after all, what else was a girlfriend good for? he parked somewhere close to and convienent and he wandered slowly to her door, where he knocked, and waited patiently for an answer.
he knew for a fact that it wasn't the shame of attempting and succeeding once or twice at cheating on his girlfriend either, because the cold hard truth of the matter was that he could care less if he had a girlfriend- there were nicer, better, hotter things out there that he, sometimes, just couldn't resist. one would probably ask why max even had a girlfriend if all he did was screw around with other girls and the answer would be plain and simple- max had a girlfriend in case he needed back up. in case he was bored and needed a good screw here and there but he didn't feel like looking through a plethora of phone numbers that he'd collected over a number of years or going to a local night club, he'd use whatever girlfriend he had at that moment to satisfy his needs. that's why he always tried to keep his girlfriends in stock. like he loved to say, it was better to be safe than sorry. his dick felt the same way.
it might have been the new friend he had recently made, that had somehow tortured a little bit of truth behind the mask that max typically wore, a little bit of truth that he woud have rather kept a secret. that could have definitely been it, considering that for one, he didn't usually make friends that were girls and two he didn't usually let people know about that certain side of max. in fact, he never let people know, but for some reason, this newfound friend had felt he need to push the truth of it- and so she did. however, it could have been a number of things that was getting max so not... well, horny was the word, although max wasn't honestly concerned. sure, he was getting pretty mad over the fact that whatever part of his hormones that made him want to fuck everything in sight wasn't working for the time being, but he wasn't rushing for a solution.
when the evening came around, max decided that a visit to his girlfriend's place was in order. not that he believed that he had been neglecting her or anything among those lines, but because max had nothing else to do and diana was his last resort. like it was mentioned, she was his backup, like all of his girlfriends were made out to be. after all, what else was a girlfriend good for? he parked somewhere close to and convienent and he wandered slowly to her door, where he knocked, and waited patiently for an answer.
RENEE AS DIANA,CLOTHES WITH LIKE BLACK VANS YEA, LOL I WANTED TO GET THIS ON THE ROAD SO I MADE A THREAD AND THEN I WAS LIKE SHIT IDK WHERE SHE LIVES!!! SO I PUT IT HERE AND THEN WE CAN MOVE IT LATER YAYAY LOL AND I DID MY BEST TRYING TO MAKE IT WORK AND IT'S LATE AND I HAVENT SLEPT IN 24 HOURS SO WARNING: THIS MAY BE SHITTY
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