Weekend Page #3

All right.

I'll show you, OK?

But don't touch my pits.

- God, what is this, a museum?

(Laughs)

Open!

OK.

See? Very nice.

Good amount of hair.

And then, er, you

started to jack me off.

- No, I didn't.

- Yeah, you did.

- Nope. I didn't.

- I thought you were too drunk to remember.

We were in the hallway

and we were kissing,

and like you said, you

took my shirt off.

Erm...

I remember that because

I was really sweaty

and I was worried that I was

going to be all smelly.

- You were fine.

- Good. Thank you.

- Then what?

- Erm...

OK, then you started kissing my

ears and then you kissed my neck

and then you kissed my...

then you kissed my

hand, which was...

Yeah.

Did you wish my cock was bigger?

No.

Have you had many cut c*cks?

Why do you ask that?

I couldn't work out

if you were...

pretending to be the type of

boy who didn't suck many c*cks

or you...

you actually were that type of boy.

And this is what you were thinking

about, is it, when we were having sex?

What about when I was

playing with your arsehole?

- Why do you ask these things?

- Too hard, too soft?

It was fine.

Erm...

- It was too hard, maybe.

- So why didn't you say anything?

And you didn't want

me to f*** you.

No, I didn't.

Why?

- Just because.

- You're not into the...

It's not that, it's just...

Would it have made

you feel too gay?

In fact, are you actually out?

- Yes.

- Are you sure about that?

I just thought that we were

having a really nice time

and it was lovely, it was

more than enough for me,

so, erm, sorry, Glen, if

I don't make your grade.

- How do you save it?

- Er...

You've done it, that's fine.

(Door opening)

So, then.

(Woman) Did you have a

good time last night?

(Man) Last night

was sweet, yeah.

Well, it was a delight to meet you.

And you really do have a lovely home.

Thank you.

(Lift doors clunking) (Man

and woman chatting quietly)

(Man) See you soon.

(Man) Queer!

(Sighs) F*** it.

(Alarm sounding)

Ain't looking like a big boy now though, cos

that b*tch ain't even clean downstairs,

I don't want to tell you the destruction

that was going on down there.

(Man) Really?

- It weren't clean! (Groans)

Anyhow, I'm thinking, "What can I do?

What can I do? What can I do?"

I'm like, "All right, I'm not gonna get

hard, f*** it, I'll use the finger."

Turn the lights off, and start thinking

of something nice while I finger her,

get f***ing squelching it down, I

might be able to get hard later.

Got two fingers, like

the scissor thing,

three fingers, four fingers,

got my f***ing whole

hand in like that.

F***ing jab her and that.

Aargh, get in there, you bastard!

- Anyway, I didn't f***ing shag her.

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