5 Shrekconds Of Summer

The Ball Encounter

I was only 18 the first time I saw Shrek.

I was in Times Square for New Year's Eve with the rest of my bandmates. We were all disciples of Shrek. Most of our songs were dedicated to Shrek's heavenly member and his glorious eshrektions.

The countdown began, my eyes were glued to the magnificent ball. I quickly prayed to Shrek that the new year would go well.

10, 9, 8, 7, 6, 5, 4, 3, 2, 1.

As the ball dropped, my master and king, my one and only, Shrek appeared on top of the glittery ball. He was erotically jerking off. His followers prayers had effortlessly stimulated him. He vigorously moved his slimy, green hand along his eshrektion. The scent of onions filled the air as his pre-cum lightly misted the eager boys and girls. They all opened their mouths to welcome his projectile juices.

Time moved in slow motion as I watched in awe as Shrek came onto the faces of many of his faithful followers.

Shrek forcefully shoved his succulent shaft into starving holes one by one, making his way to the crowd. He finally approached me, I was the last standing. Luke, Calum, and Ashton had already had their fill. I kneeled down before my master. He tenderly removed my clothing and bent me over doggy style. He leaned down towards my tingling ear and whispered encouraging words.

"This is my swamp now."