I know this is what most women would say to me when i do one of those silly things that gets joy to my life. But then i guess somewhere its true after all u cant expect them to turn into womenfolk do u .
Well it all began as most of our free time begins we decide its a nice sunday morning and the best thing to do is to go have some real nice brunch with Vodka included in it ofcourse. When we had completed our lunatic fun of drinkin as much vodka as possible in the afternoon itself well it opened a whole new arena of fun for the evening. So after dealing with all our hangovers with lime juices and well naps we were ready again for some action. And it was orgasmic.
I just spent a day at well the tracks, Gocarting , and well it was pure clean need for speed kinda fun .This for the people who dont know was my first time at the tracks and the first question that came to me mind was that lil thing is too small for my body to fit into well i managed and did i have fun. So after buying tickets we had to wait for an eternity , i mean one and a half hour seems like eternity, but the place was so damn crowded with the sunday rush.
So what do we do, well wat all the fun lovin guys do, we go play war games shootin at each other with laser guns , it felt good , i guess appeals to the primitive hunter in all men . Stratergy , rolling in the mud, hiding behind tiers , barrels well just bout anything , and all this while being shot at and shooting at the enemy. Oh my lord can it be any better. We won , yes we did , we were too gud for them , their first guy lost all his nine lives ( I guues they thought we were cats) before our team even lost a life , man we bashed them , really dug them into the ground, it was fun.
So after roamin bout looking at some nice women we still have to wait on the sidelines for our turns. looking at guys wizz pass u , bang into stacks of tiers is a bit intimidating at first but then u get into their synch and well u feel the track with them . Finally after abusing the guy at the gate and really pestering some other folks we finally are in, oh the rush. I sit the jackets a bit small the helmet seems a bit alien. I press down on the accelerator and there she moves, with a wild jolt , the wheels a bit jerky , i think i can feel every bloody jolt off the track. The steering is a bit rough its lke riding a colt , with a temprament. Not a stalllion yet but u can feel the raw power . I take my first turn the handelling is not smooth, the brakes are a bit hard , the second turn ok im gettin the hang of this a bit, as i move the speed begins to pick up, this baby has some power to it. Then i tuirn oh man being low to the ground really keeps u steady on the turn, and then i wizz past the first guy , the manouverings better, iv gotten it the rest of it is a rush the screamin tires, the breaks, the skids and screeches on the turns , beautifull its like a dream its an addiction.
Its orgasmic, the rides over the babies treated u well and well ur spent, but ready to be coaxed into her arms once again and again and again. Till every bit of u is drained out, But i saved it for the next time when the passion will be high and the tires burnin.
So like boys once again we jump out of the cars a bit rattled all excited, its back to the beer again , but well the conversations all bout the ride bout the speed , the desire still burns and we for sure will return to conquer ourselves and to be wooed once again after all Boys will be Boys.
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NICE ONE!!!
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