Oh, the Fucktards I Have Known!

[The Retro Kat]

Sorry, Max, I don't get around to posting around here as much as I used to. You know how it is being busy and such.


And before Mad Max knew what this man was about, he had taken Max in his arms, muttering, "There is only one way to deal with such a defiant, managing boy," he pressed a hard kiss on Max's startled lips. The kiss which began as a warning and punishment, turned slowly into a seductive caress, his hands roaming down Max's slight form and evoking a response he could not repress. Max found his arms curling about the man's shoulders as a warm glow began spreading throughout Max's body and causing delightful sensations Max had felt before in his arms. As his kisses became more demanding and Max answered them with complete abandon which would later giver him the deepest shame, they were rapidly reaching a point of complete forgetfulness of what had begun so carelessly. But before Mad Max could surrender his already brutally managed rectum to lack of thought, they were interrupted by Lady Lashforth.
-New Style, Max. How about it?