The Real Outsiders (oneshots)

greasy balls and violent sex

Pony boy had always hated the hot burning church with its knowledgeable, keen kids. It was a place where he felt stressed.

He was an arroused, bleached blond, piss drinker with a very very short penis and greasy balls. His friends saw him as a harsh, helpless homosexual. Once, he had even revived a dying, kid with yellow vest who bit him. That's the sort of man he was.

Pony walked over to the window and reflected on his on fire surroundings. The tornado teased like banging capybaras.
Then he saw something in the distance, or rather someone. It was the figure of johnny . johnny was a gay homosexual with a huge penus and skinny balls.

pony gulped. He was not prepared for johnny.

As pony stepped outside and johnny came closer, he could see the anxious glint in his eye.

"I am here because I want to have sex with you," johnny bellowed, in a violent tone. He slammed his fist against pony's chest, with the force of 3330 whales. "I really hate you, pony boy."

pony looked back, even more arroused and still fingering the very very wet hot and steamy dildussy. "johnny, i love weezer and i cannot have sex with you because i have to be a virgin to enjoy weezer," he replied.

They looked at each other with arroused feelings, like two clever, cuddly cats stabbing at each other at a very fruity orgy, which had weezer songs music playing in the background and two arroused uncles jerking to the beat.

Suddenly, johnny lunged forward and tried to punch pony in the face. Quickly, pony grabbed the very very wet hot and steamy dildussy and brought it down in johnny's anus.

johnny's massive penus trembled and his skinny balls wobbled. He looked violent, his body raw like wandering, watery wheels.

Then he let out an agonising groan and collapsed onto the ground. Moments later johnny was dead.

pony boy went back inside and made himself a nice drink of piss.

THE END