Single Sentence Story.

...while wondering whether to finger the hot apple pie sitting on the kitchen tabletop and what he could say to try and entice Marcia to join him for a bukkake session.
 
He was singularly embarrassed when his butt plug shot out of his ass like a roman candle.
 
Then along came another young hunk and realizing his opportunity, knelt down and began fingerholing the speadeagle pantless guy...
 
He farted, my god he farted big, blowing the young hunks fingers right off his hand leaving him fingerless and distraught with the knowlegdge he will no longer be able to caress a cock or pick his nose again.
 
A little place called Bates Motel, he thought the checkin clerk was a little strange at first, but being in California, having Eagles pearched on your shoulder did not seem out of place.
 
77 Sunset Strip to be excact, attracted like so many other poor unfortunates, lured like moths to the bright, colourful lights of sin city.
 
But Pleasure over business took precedence this time, and immediately they sped off for the PENTHOUSE/PLAYBOY, and HUSTLER stores to indulge their sweet tooth, at the biker cougar's insistence, which the young cub did willingly.
 
But the stopped at the rest stop as the warmth of her sexy body made the hung cub hard as dice and he wanted to feel her hot lips over his veiny, throbbing cock.....now!!