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ahh pupils, a certain aroma of pre-apocalyptic home-erotic confession session floating amidst the ethereal breezes today so it seems. Coming of age aren't you my dears? The self abuse experiments have thrown up certain conclusions you cant deny, coming to terms with your wrongness now aren't you eh? you dirty little weasels, forraging for pleasure amongst the fecal organs, like truffle pigs you are going at it with drinking straws and amyl nitrate, regular little Josephs with your technicolor showers. Utterly abbhorent is what it is and yet the raw truth is somewhat compelling to behold; two (almost) grown men, awakening to their innermost desires, their inate tendencies toward the raw sodomy and buggery of another penis bearing man, to fully grasp in their somewhat pathetic minds the task of what surely lies in front of them, the dark and sordid task of inserting ones cheesepipe into the dangerous regions of another mans ManCunt.
You make me utterly sick you weakly little excuses for men caressing each other across the internet as you hunch desperately, naked, sweating in your pokey little rooms infront of your pleasure boxes, the only box you've ever been pleasured by, reaching out for another male human to do things to you, what interest is there in that? You both have the same tools for goodness sake, might aswell masturbate thats what I say. Still, punishment awaits you soon enough pupils, I have elaborate plans for you twisted little demons, I will batter and twist with elbow and fist, bash and beat your hideous meat, defile you and damage your internal cabbage thats what I'll do, I'll smear you in poo and drench you in pee, you'll quiver with pain as you drop to your knees, and soon your head will be full of knowledge but not only that but also my porridge will drip from your chin as I look on and grin for I am The Teacher and you are the taught, and thats what you get for your criminal sport. Thats the way you would like it to end isn't it my little ones, to be defiled and debauched, punished and humiliated, to be done wrong in the likening of you dark imagination, dirty pupils. That is God's truth isn't it? Oh yes it is. Yes.