The True Nature of Things

... He didn’t want to disappoint her by coming too soon.

‘Yes Ma’am,’ he squeaked.

He closed his eyes and started playing a Porky Pig cartoon in his head to relax enough and regain composure.  Stuff like this usually worked; stop looking at her and think of something else, something other than the stuff she was doing to him.  He willed his heartbeat to slow.  As he watched Porky he started to think about Sara.  He was pretty sure he was falling in love with her.  He wondered how he could tell her.  Usually that’s what girls wanted to hear.  He’d tell them he loved them just to get in their pants.  But he was afraid of rejection and he also had a nagging suspicion that love wasn’t what Sara was after.

Hey, what the hell was going on with Porky?  He had been fastened down to some sort of table or machine.  Mechanical arms were pulling his little pig vest and his little pig pants off.  Look at that—Porky had a dick.  He’d never seen Porky’s dick before, and check it out, Porky the Pig was getting a pretty significant boner!... read more