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MEat beat  125
10-13-2009 07:37 AM ET (US)
Jack stood up and looked around. He was surrounded on all sides by a pleasant green meadow. The grass was freshly cut but still swayed slightly with the breeze. This was the place he thought. Jack unzipped his pants and began to masturbate ecstatically. He pumped as hard as he could, jerking with passionate fury at his hunk of meat. It was bigger than most dicks in the world a staggering ten inches. But this was not the point. Jack imagined Casey back in his apartment sucking him off. Ever since she had broken his heart he had been searching for the perfect place to finish himself off. Jack seemed to have conqueror his quest as now he was filled with a serene peace in all essences of his mind. He had one objective to complete and that was to spew his load. With his mind on Casey jack beat his meat like he was 14 years old and discovering it for the first time. He had never been engrossed in such ecstasy. Every pump brought him such immense pleasure that Jack wanted to fall to his knees. Somehow he remained on his feet and after what seemed like an eternity of endless ecstasy Jack was overcome with the most pleasure filled experience, for a moment Jack experienced Nirvana. The feeling was so intense that he succumbed to his knees as white hot juice sprayed out onto the fresh cut green grass. The semen tickled the grass and started to weigh a few blades down. Jack was on his ass now in a spread eagle sitting position. He looked down at the semen and was impressed at how much had come out.
“Not once when we fucked had that much come out” he stammered out loud still overcome with the emotions of masturbation.
“fucking bitch” he added.
Jack stood up and pulled up his faded grey slim jeans. He fastened his ornate studded belt with a skull for a buckle.
“Man that felt fucking great” he stated
Jack sauntered through the green grass meadow back towards the path he had ventured off. After about 500 meters he reached it and began to hike back to his Honda Fit. It took 20 minutes to get back to his car and by that time the smile was erased from his face. He unlocked the car and swung his legs in jamming his ITouch into the dock to jam to some Atreyu. Starting the car he twisted the volume dial up to max. The music flooded the car drowning Jack in a sort of anger filled bliss. He began to violently slam onto the steering wheel overcome by the music. He trashed his straight black hair back and forth like a demon. Suddenly he caught himself and put the car into reverse and jammed the acceleration. He pulled back from his parking spot and into the middle of the gravel parking lot. He looked around one more time and back at the path he had come out of.
“fucking bitch” he yelled again. Although he did no t hear his own voice over the music.
He slammed the car into Drive and jolted out of the parking lot and onto the desolate Western Washington road. His eyes feasted on the ornate beauty of the forest around him. Wet and dripping moss sagged from the great brown giants, whose arms reached across the road as if to create an arch. As far as his eyes could see was a dark green beauty on all sides of the road. Speeding down the road Jack could not help at feeling a sense of peace as his Alternative Rock blasted out his ear drums. He was so encapsulated by this feeling that he drifted his eyes closed. He was brought a vision of his ex Casey and her sweet smile. He imagined brushing her platinum blonde hair back behind her ears and staring into her deep blue eyes. Suddenly a flame came over the image and Jack jerked his eyes open. There was a large Deer standing in the middle of the road staring at him. Jack had no time to react and slammed full force into the deer. Unfortunately Jack was not a fan of seat belts and the force of the 500 pound deer flung him through the glass windshield. Fear did not overtake him as he was lifted through the air, not even when the asphalt came up to meet his skull. He accepted the dark foreboding feeling of death without struggle. Jack died on impact on that desolate forest road. The brown giants still reached overhead, now they appeared to be creating the roof to Jack’s tomb.
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