Happy Nude Year
Posted on Sunday, January 11, 2004
Topic: Diary of the Dragon Prince
Barry recounts how action his new years party was in his imaginary
diary
Gaylord of the Rings: The Return of the Kinky
24 December 2003 (Wednesday) The festive season is here again,
and it is party time. The phone rang. It was The Fellowship, a
secretive brotherhood and it is time for its annual reunion. A
shiver ran down my spine. A Fellowship party is like no other
party. There are parties and there are parties.
I wore my favourite costume; it was pink and had netting and
feathers. I also stuck a diamond through my right ear. Dear wife
wore trousers, and carried a whip. She looked real manly.
When we reached the party venue, the regulars instantly recognized
me. Hello, Gaylord, they purred to me. Hello sir! they saluted
dear wife.
Wacko Jacko had already arrived. As in all previous year, he
brought along a boy.
Went into the house. Passed the home theatre room and saw that the
were screening a movie Fellatio of the Ring. There were two
hobbits watching, arm-in-arm. Hobbits in Singapore? I went forward
for a closer look. It was Frodo Wong in his costumer. And as usual,
his gardener was with him. These two are inseparable. In reply to
gay rumours, Frodo Wongs excuse was that he needs his gardener for
karaoke sessions because Wong cant sing. Two short arses, I
thought to myself.
Walked out of that room and accidentally went into a wrong room.
Steve was there, with what looked like an Indonesian maid. Steve
was in the buff and holding a camera. The maid was in her bra. Just
refreshing my photography skills, Mr. Chia explained.
Heard women screaming in another room. Peeped in. There was a Hen
party going on. A man had climbed out of a birthday cake and was
performing a strip tease, to the delight of the birthday girl and
all the Women In White (WIW). He wore a white surgeons clothes and
was peeling them off piece by piece. The women were stuffing dollar
bills into Hens g-string. Well, Eng Hen deserves it, I thought to
myself, as he claimed that he took a severe pay cut to give up a
surgeons career to enter politics.
Finally reached my destination: a secret passageway that led into a
secret room. This is the secret meeting place of the Kinkys, a
place for those that love to screw people in the arse, or who loves
being screwed. Membership has jumped this year.
There was masturbator Woo Eng Wan. He was chasing a female doctor
round the room. Examine me. Check my semen, he was pleading with
her. Over at the sofa, Whanker Aiyar was trying to undress an
obviously drunk TV presenter who kept saying: Take me home. Or
did I hear just: Take me!
Marlboro Tan was being teased mercilessly by a team of eleven girls
wearing soccer boots and nothing else. Shoot! You cant shoot! You
cant score! they teased.
There was White Wizard Gandalf Tony Tan. He was banging away at a
female Navy officer who kept screaming: Steer left! Steer left!
There was Health MiniSAR Hairdo Lim. He was doing it to a nurse,
Japanese AV-style. He was muttering to himself: Make babies
make
more babies.
There was Rear Admiral Dunking Teo doing it bukakke style. He was
trying to drown his commando officer in his cum.
There was also Acting Mini-star for Health Cow Boo Wan. He was into
bestiality, and was humping a cow. Obviously he is not afraid of
mad cow disease. He was not the only one. Over in another corner,
Cedric Fool was licking the arse of a white horse.
And there was Swee Say, the pretty boy. He was just dancing about
on the bar top and pleasuring himself. Transport Mini-star Gostan
Yeo really loves it from the reverse. He had a train driver and a
bus driver taking turns to drive into him from the reverse.
Forward-reverse-forward-reverse they went.
When they all saw me, they all collectively moaned:
Hello
oooh
.Gaylord. Please carry on, I said. What a re-union,
I thought to myself.
I went over to the corner where two women were waiting for me. Hi
D, I said to one of them, who was deliciously pregnant. Good job
about your other half. That must have been a real Kodak moment for
him.
Youre welcome. Theres nothing I would not do for an old flame,
D purred.
Theres one more thing you can do for me, I told D. Can I have your
maid?
