GREEN EGGS AND HAM | Greener than ham

A Very Special Day.

Disclaimer: This was unasked for but for the amount of feedback i've been receiving from the first part motivated me to write another part. This will be more graphic and lewd than the first one, and to detail it, it will not rhyme. The rhyme was a reference to traditional Dr. Suess. Enjoy and try not to cum. (Joke by the way)
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Sam lay on Guy's belly. It was very brawny and bulging. They were in Sam's trailer home, the signs still present from stolen artifacts. It was 7 A.M and every Who was still lay sleep, for they woke up at a time of 8 A.M.
Sam yawns of delight, having a pleasing dream of depth throating Guy's mighty cock. He gagged from the sexual indulgence and of how subterranean it was in Sam's throat. Without exemplary, Guy's mighty cookie cock cums in Sam's tiny mouth, his complete mouth laundered with Guy's seamen.

The alarm clock was struck at 7:25 A.M for some fucking reason, but we'll get to that later. Guy was depressed that now he had broken up with Michelle over his sexuality, but it was worth it because Sam was valued more than her anyways. The clock rung again. Guy angled his trusty glock at the clock, and yeeted the clock towards the trailer's wall. It made an ear-piercing metal like impact, and it had awoken Sam.

"Good morning, Guy." Sam yawned in his tired and stretchy voice. Guy puts his hands on Sam's eyes, and jostles himself over Sam to embed his tongue into Sam's mouth. Sam made a sound of pleasure as he moaned to continue tonguing Guy.
They release mouths, with a string of saliva coming from their tongues as they lay them open from their mouths once releasing their mouths from each other.
"I don't want breakfast today." Guy admitted. Sam nodded in agreement. Sam ploys his tiny fuzzy finger on Guy's thick ass leg. He maneuvers it towards his genitals, until Guy pushes his hand in reluctance.
"Sam.." Guy chokes in his Michael Douglas tone. Oh- How hot it was for Sam. "There's something I want to show you."
Guy pointed towards a box which displayed an empty feel to it, until Guy shook it after walking towards it.
The box was copious, despite it being filled with plastic artifacts. Guy sat the box down on the floor then opened it while Sam eyes Guy's big ass. Oh yes, the box was full of sex toys of Sam's choosing. Guy let out his finger and bent the tip of it frontwards and backwards, signaling to come towards him.

Sam walks to him, as if he were intoxicated severely. Sam then picks out a  mouth grip from the box and straps it on his jaw. It was time. Guy sat him on the couch, his legs spread out wide open, like a wide 'Y'. Sam instantly grew an errection that was stiff as a tree and large as a Toblerone when looking at Guy's sexy appearance. His hands were tied to his back, so he literally had no freedom; Of speech nor movement. It was time.

Guy licked his finger, then painted the saliva onto his mighty cock. It drooped so much it was like he took a shower. The wet and damp cock was too capacious for Sam's tight pussy, but Guy thrusted anyways: Back and forth.. Back and forth. Sam's pussy bled out blood from the Excoriation and pressure. He cried out blood from the everlasting affliction of the pressure of Guy's cock. It was like Satan whipping a sinner with a spiked whip.
Guy thrusted harder with more pressure, which only led towards Sam crying more and his pussy torn up. He needed a paramedic, but Guy showed no mercy.

2 hours, 34 minutes later, the torment was done. Guy started to free Sam, while Sam was no more. He wanted to die. I do too from writing this shit. It was Guy's turn, but Sam takes advantage. It was time.

Sam went to the box, and grabbed a pair of pliers and naughty equipment, which consisted of a whip and hand cuffs to weigh someone down. Guy was more afflicted and prioritized towards the couch; Really, it was a bed though. Sam went to the kitchen part of his trailer, and grabbed a sharp ass knife, sharper than a hairline ever would. He faced Guy's ass towards Sam, where he carved Im a dirty slut on Guy's ass. He cried of loud agony and suffer, and Sam showed no mercy until the deed was done.

Oh, but you thought he stopped there. No, no, no- We're talking sex here, not Stephen King shit. Once after the language was mutilated on Guy's ass, Sam turns Guy around for his legs to face Sam's visuals. There was Guy's mighty penis, the penis Sam needed in his life. Sam ties the head of the penis towards his abdomen, and takes a ball towards himself, close as possible. He took the pliers, and squeezed it densely. It was time.

In a matter of seconds, the pressure of the pliers squeezed the ball to its breaking point, and it literally busted a nut. The remains splattered everywhere, and Guy knew no more. All was heard was his cries of severe and boisterous agony that was heard all across Meepville. Sam licked Guy's cock, but despite that shit Guy wasn't relived. But he did it for the sake of their severe relationship, and now they were closer. Everyone woke up, and went to work.

The end.