amun
The boy didn’t like the potter’s comments. That was too bad, because as sad a sob story as it sounded like the boy was telling, Amun wasn’t particularly interested in listening. They’d all gone through shit. He was much more interested in listening to Gorgeous, since all that sounded good to the potter. ”Sounds about right. Now tell me, where can I find a magic fuck room around here?” While he was severely limited in what he could do physically, that didn’t mean he couldn’t fuck. As Gorgeous challenged the potter to guess who the other participants in the orgy were, a lazy and wicked grin spread across his face. ”Sounds hard.” He sank enough heat into the last word to make it clear what he meant. ”Let’s see...it’s not the kid or the newbie. Is it our host and the lovely lady?” The promise of a drink was worth playing along with the game.
Then their host was there, as if called by Amun’s words. Apparently it was easy to get accepted by Bastien. Despite the problems the potter had caused and the fact that he’d gotten in a tiff with Rexanna, Bastien had no qualms allowing the potter to join his little club. Either they were quite the welcoming lot or they were desperate. Amun supposed he’d find out soon enough. Thankfully, Gorgeous provided another welcome distraction. ”I would also like if they were nudes. And you can put me to whatever test whenever you want, Gorgeous.” The potter winked for good measure.
They were almost done with the mural, though very few of them had followed the rules. Indeed, when asked to put the final touches, the potter drew a dark hole new moon outlined in silver above the winged dick butterfly. Indeed, all his circles had been moons of various sorts. Adding a crescent moon to the mix, he then wandered over to the white paint and signed next to Bastien. Then the potter ran his paint covered hands down his body to wipe them off in what was clearly a sensual motion. ”See you around, Gorgeous.” Turning to their host, Amun grinned at Bastien. ”Thanks handsome.” With that, the potter turned and walked away, whistling a dirty sea shanty.
Then their host was there, as if called by Amun’s words. Apparently it was easy to get accepted by Bastien. Despite the problems the potter had caused and the fact that he’d gotten in a tiff with Rexanna, Bastien had no qualms allowing the potter to join his little club. Either they were quite the welcoming lot or they were desperate. Amun supposed he’d find out soon enough. Thankfully, Gorgeous provided another welcome distraction. ”I would also like if they were nudes. And you can put me to whatever test whenever you want, Gorgeous.” The potter winked for good measure.
They were almost done with the mural, though very few of them had followed the rules. Indeed, when asked to put the final touches, the potter drew a dark hole new moon outlined in silver above the winged dick butterfly. Indeed, all his circles had been moons of various sorts. Adding a crescent moon to the mix, he then wandered over to the white paint and signed next to Bastien. Then the potter ran his paint covered hands down his body to wipe them off in what was clearly a sensual motion. ”See you around, Gorgeous.” Turning to their host, Amun grinned at Bastien. ”Thanks handsome.” With that, the potter turned and walked away, whistling a dirty sea shanty.
Thrill me, chill me, fulfill me
