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I feel Funny.
By : gamernerd240
Category: +1 through F > Doug
Views: 3286 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0Disclaimer: I do not own the show Doug, nor created any of its characters, and I do not gain wealth by means of this story in any form or fashion. - Chapter List
Before Rodger could even open his mouth, Doug had already taken the tip of his peridot manhood to his lips. He rubbed his shaft with one hand, while caressing the gingery pube laden scrotum with the other. Much to Rodgers surprise, it didn't take his slimy green grass snake very long to stand at attention. Much to Doug's surprise, Rodgers member was larger than he imagined, a good eight inches of thick solid meat cigar. "You're pretty good at this Funny." chuckeled Rodger, as he looked down at Doug and stroked what little hair he had with his free hand. Shortly there after he pressed his blade against his new slaves neck, letting him know who was in charge here. Doug picked up the pace out of fear, taking the putrid pork sword deeper and deeper into his throat. After taking as much cock meat sandwhich as he possibly could handle, he used both free hands to pull Rodger's boxers and pants down in one fell swoop. He slid his index finger between Rodger's cheeks, and slowly applied pressure to his anus, which eventually relaxed and allowed entry despite the lack of lubrication. "Oooooooo" Rodger whispered to Doug, as he bent his head slightly over, and moved his blade below Doug's chin. He then grabbed him by the hair, and pulled him off of his erect spam dagger, tilting Doug's head up so he would look him the the eye. "Take your finger out of my ass, and lick it." Rodger commanded. Doug looked at him quite sadly, but did what he was told. He slipped his own downtown-brown peanut buttery laden finger into his mouth as if it was a tiny cock and slurped on it with an obvious lack of gusto. "You like that, Shit eating faggot!?" Doug winced at the taste. He had never tasted feces before, but it tasted much worse than he had ever imagined. It's like someone had taken a chocolate bar, left it in a damp basement for months next to a furnace, dipped it in skunk spray, then coated it with bits of rotting and moldy vegetables. Rodger then barked "Open your mouth, Funny!" Doug did what he was told. He just wanted this to be over, so he could go home and write about it in his diary. Rodger took the flat end of the switchblade and ran it over his helpless partners tongue, applying just enough pressure at the very end to draw blood. Doug immediately winced and shut his mouth, turning red with anger and resentment. "Hope you don't get an infection." He joked. "Finish the job, I need to get to class before anyone realizes I'm missing." The metallic taste of blood had filled Doug's mouth, which was at least familiar and overall more pleasant than the taste of feces, which he was thankful for. He began working Rodger's willy-willy-ding-dong with furious speed, creating a tight suction with his mouth while working the foreskin up and down. Blood was running all over Rodger's cock, now a high contrast scepter of stench and gore. Rodger gave a long and low moan, as he felt his knees starting to buckle and knock. He threw his head back in ecstasy. Suddenly, Rodger dropped his knife, it hitting the floor with a clang. When he looked down, it was already too late, as Doug had it in his hand.- You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.You need to be logged in to leave a review for this story.
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