Making Clouds And Rain. free porn video

It was hot hell August. Bruce lay awake on his bed in his room. sleep had long gone past. Somewhere a radio played ‘Cocksucker Blues’. He could hear fragments of the lyrics coming thru: “I’m a lonesome schoolboy and I just came into town. I heard so much about London, I decided to check it out. (…) Oh, where can I get my cock sucked? Where can I get my ass f*cked? (…) Well, I asked a young policeman if he'd only lock me up for the night. I've had pigs in the farmyard, some of them they're alright. He fucked me with his truncheon and his helmet was way too tight (…)”.

Without noticing it Bruce slowly jerked off. The song brought him way back home to England and the orphanage. He was fantasizing about some chubby guy he had met in London once. He’d fancied him but never had the guts to tell him so.



Bruce was so lost in thoughts he didn’t even hear the knock upon his door. “Hey Bru…”, Scooby stopped talking and grinned from ear to ear. When all of a sudden Bruce saw Scooby in the doorway he jumped up high and started to stutter: “Ooh, Scooby, eeehh, I I was eeh ha…ha…having an itch an…and…”. Poor Bruce was getting all red in the face, so Scooby decided to put him out of his misery: “That’s okay, b*o, I thought you were still asleep when you didn’t respond to me knocking. You’re like me, b*o, I take care of my morning wood too. Or Buford does that for me. If you got an itch, like you say, you gotta scratch. We all do that.”

“It’s a bit awkward though. Back in the orphanage when they caught us pleasing ourselves we got a cold shower while everybody was watching and making fun of us”, Bruce answered. “Well, luckily you made it to Island World then, here we take care of business the way it is meant to be. Besides, I must say dear brother, you got yourself an A-class tool there. I’m really surprised to see how big you are for your age. I never saw a human that was so well endowed, that’s a mighty dick you got, it almost equals mine”, Scooby said while pointing to Bruce’s dick who was unsuccessfully trying to cover it with his hands. Then Scooby did something that Bruce didn’t see coming. Noticing that Bruce still felt a bit uncomfortable, he lowered his shorts without a warning and took out his own dick: “I saw yours so it’s only fair to show you mine.”

Scooby’ dick looked meaty and wide. The way it hanged down with a curve, revealing part of the glans, pink set against the deep brown of the shaft,… Bruce looked at it mesmerized and swallowed repeatedly. His original shyness got replaced by lust and he asked Scooby if he could touch it, hold it in his hands to measure the weight and the girth, maybe even taste it although he didn’t dare to ask that. Scooby didn’t know what to say at first. True, he liked Scooby, but he was his brother after all and they didn’t know each other that well yet. Bruce saw the hesitation on Scooby’s face and returned it with sad eyes: “I …, you don’t have to if you don’t wanna, it’s just…, I …, I …” Seeing Bruce struggling like that, Scooby’s heart mellowed: “You can touch it if you like to. I’m sure you will sooner or later after all, so why not now.”

In fact, Scooby too started to find what was going on hot and he no longer protested when Bruce slowly started to pump his dick. It didn’t take long for Scooby’s dick to grow proportionally. Bruce couldn’t look away from the veiny shaft, he could see how the blood was pumping thru it, making it long and thick and hard. His fingers touched the dickhead, surprised by how soft and moist it was. He smelled the musk horniness of the beardog. Then Bruce felt Scooby’s paws around his own dick, grabbing for his hairy balls sack to give it a good jerk before rubbing his rod. Bruce’s dick almost matched up Scooby’s. But not that wide and pointing vertically when erect instead of his own which pointed horizontally. All in all it was quite big too and it did have an impressive girth. Just as he was thinking Bruce’s dick to be quite some lengths bigger and thicker than Buford’s he heard a door slam downstairs. It was Buford searching them for training.



It seemed like Bruce enjoyed Scooby playing with his dick a lot, so when Scooby wanted to stop he held him back by holding his arm, but Scooby had made up his mind and pulled up his pants. “I told you ‘sooner or later’, we’ll have time to explore. But first it’s time for your training”, Scooby said while kissing his finger and then gently tapping Bruce’s nose.

Downstairs Buford had jumped into the sofa, with a glass of Kool-Aid, not knowing how close he was to the truth when he yelled: “Yo, you two lover boys, get your lazy asses out of there, I’m gonna make you sweat till you swim! You got 99 problems and they’re all called ‘Buford’!” Scooby was a bit annoyed the way Buford had summoned them to come down, so he let go of his intention to tell Buford what had happened upstairs.



The exercise didn’t start at their training center, instead they visited a circus class where they went for warm-ups.

The warm-up was led by a muscle bear and consisted of a combination of gymnastics, ‘a****l flow’ and obstacle course training to teach the body to move more efficiently. By placing importance on the body’s basic, natural movements it helped Bruce to gain flexibility, prevent injury, build strength and improve skill.

While Bruce was working out, Buford and Scooby sat watching in the cafeteria. “Speaking of training, how’s your training going?”, Buford asked. “You mean, ‘absorbing the breath of the dragon’?”, Scooby returned, “R Tur is doing an awesome job on that. Did you know the body has 63 pressure points of extreme pleasure and 36 of sublime pain? Being a dragon master, R Tur knows a lot of crazy shit.” “Hmmm, so if you exert pressure on a particular place of the body, that person will experience ultimate pleasure or extreme pain?”, Buford asked, “knowing you, you’re already thinking about how you will test that on me, dontcha?”. Scooby said nothing, he just grinned. Then he said: “Oh yeah, we are gonna make clouds and rain.” Buford looked at him, puzzled. “That’s how they describe ‘making love’ in Chinese”, he said.



Bruce’s actual training was held at their gym on H.K. Isles and consisted of three parts: using his Phoenix powers, projectiles and weapon training.

Bruce came out of the dressing room, wearing a tank top and shorts. Buford’s eyes got drawn to the heavy package beneath and he smiled: “This is gonna be even more fun than I imagined it to be!”

“First I wanna teach you how to use your Phoenix powers”, Scooby told Bruce. “Wow, wait… Didn’t those Elders say I should never do that, that it is way too dangerous? I’m not so sure about this training Scooby, I don’t wanna perish in a storm”, Bruce objected. Scooby looked him in the eye: “Don’t worry, brother. You may not evoke it, but you may use it. Last time you called it up and so you unleashed part of its powers. Now you can use those powers but it is dangerous to go back to that source and set them all free. You understand?” Bruce nodded but he was still in limbo about how he could use his Phoenix power.

“But how can I use it then?”, he asked. “By willpower. You must focus on it, find its hiding place in between your mind and body, between the folds of time and place, in the secret chambers of your heart, using all of your senses, go as far as to the center of the universe where there’s giant sand floating, and when you find it you will mold it, shape it to your will and you must learn to control it”, Scooby told him in an assuring, almost hypnotizing voice. “Or you can just wiggle what you have in those shorts”, Buford said. That killed it a bit, but the next moment they witnessed how Bruce’s body seemed to swell up slightly, a twitch of his eye maybe, how he seemed to absorb all energy around him, his eyes changing colors until he discharged a shockwave throughout H.K. Isles cutting down the power.

Scooby looked at Buford in disbelief. He gave Buford a high five and they both said simultaneously: “That’s a passing grade!” “For now,” Buford added, “It’s time to grow some balls cuz for the next exercise you’ll need big ones”, while looking at Bruce’s shorts again. Bruce laughed: “Maybe you can help me inflating mine then.” “Hmmm, the boy is promising, maybe we can all have some fun later”, Buford thought.



“Part two of the training: projectiles !”, Buford said enthusiastic. Before him he had a whole arsenal of projectiles displayed: grenade and missile launchers, all sort of slings, knifes, even a Bulgarian umbrella. But the weapon that caught Bruce’s eye the most was a bolas with two weights and he asked if he could learn how to use that.

Scooby nodded approvingly, explaining Bruce: “A bolas is a type of throwing weapon made of metal balls on the ends of interconnected cords. You can use it to capture an opponent by entangling his legs. That’s an ancient weapon dude, it was used by the Mapuche and the Inca army in battle. Most bolas have two or three balls, but there are versions of up to eight or nine. The weapon is usually used to entangle the opponent's legs, but when thrown with enough force it might break some bones too.”

“Off course the k** picked out a weapon consisting of two balls”, Buford chuckled.

It turned out Bruce had no problems whatsoever using the bolas and both his trainers were well pleased and satisfied.



“Okay, Bruce, let’s take it to the next stage. Weapon training”, Buford proclaimed, “Scooby, this far things have been too easy for Bruce, so we need to come up with something really challenging. Something between a sword and a canon.” “Well, I think it should test both his explosivity and unpredictability”, Scooby reflected further.

But as they were trying to figure out what kind of weapon would be most appropriate, a shield and a morning star emerged before them. Buford and Scooby were completely baffled: “What the f*ck just happened ?!? Where do those weapons come from ??”

“I… I don’t know, I thought about them and they appeared out of nowhere”, Bruce said astonished. “It must be your Phoenix power making the weapons materialize”, Scooby said, “Let’s try this out. I say a random weapon, any weapon, and you make it happen.”

As Scooby was naming random weapons, a whole arsenal appeared before their eyes: all kinds of heavy artillery and fire arms, spears, bows and swords, katanas, war hammers, axes, throwing stars, ninja masks and kusarigamas. Then, out of the blue, Buford said: “Let’s make a bomb”. Scooby still wanted to stop him but it was too late. There was a smoking bomb, lying in between them. “Buford, you mad?”, Scooby yelled. But Buford answered: “Why me? You said you wanted to make it unpredictable and explosive!”



Meanwhile, in front of the gym, Bowser was making a move towards Donatello. He was singing a song while leaning close to Donatello: “There’s only one thing I’m thinking of and it’s the best thing in the world. You know what I like? I like turtles.” The smile Donatallo gave him encouraged him to go further: “There’s a good porn playing at the cinema this evening; would you like to go see it? And I can get us some pizza.” Donatello frowned.

At the other side of the street, the bomb was tossed between Scooby, Bruce and Buford, going back and forth, as they were trying to get rid of it. “The fuse is almost burned. Throw that thing away!” Scooby grabbed the bomb and threw it across the street. Just as Donatello was saying: “Really Bowser? A po…”, the bomb landed right next to him. As quick as he could, he ran for shelter while Bowser tried to react but it went off before he could do anything. When the smoke had disappeared around his blackened head he looked across the street and saw Scooby, Buford and Bruce. They all stared at him and said as out of one mouth: “Oops !... Sorry!”.

It looked a bit like chicken run chase, the way the three of them dispersed in other directions when they saw a raging Bowser coming their way. He chased them down the street. Unfortunately for them they were caught in a dead end alley and ready for punishment. There was one big dust cloud, fists and legs sticking out and the occasional stars popping out their heads. They knew they had it coming for what had happened to Bowser so they accepted their beating. When they returned home they were a complete mess. They looked like they had fallen into a shredder, their clothes torn to pieces. Buford had a black eye. Scooby’s nose was bleeding and Bruce was missing a few teeth.



“That Bowser really can’t take a joke”, Buford said, “Man, he got us so beaten up all three of us, we can use a shower. We’re all covered with dust and blood. Next time, Scooby, you want something unpredictable and explosive, just call Bowser.” “Yeah, well, I think it was quite predictable ‘tho”, Scooby replied. Then he suggested: “But it’s a good idea to clean ourselves up, Buford. Why don’t we take it to the basement, the shower there is big enough for a group of people.”

Bruce followed his two companions downstairs. There was big shower installed that gave easily place to 6 people. Just outside there were clothes racks and towels, so the three of them started to undress. Buford was curious to see Bruce a bit closer and when he saw the k** in his briefs he noticed again how big his package was. When Bruce pulled out his briefs it made Buford stare. That dick was huge. The kind of rock solid huge that gives you cartoony eyes and a feeling of awestruck wonder. “Say Bruce, how old was you again?”, he asked promptly. Bruce told him he didn’t know exactly, he left the orphanage without his birth certificate or any other documents and sadly he had never had a birthday party either. “Well,” Buford said, “I know what I am having here, but dude, by the looks of it yours is huge! C’mon, don’t let me waiting all night and show me whatcha got, Bruce!”

Scooby watched them from a distance while Bruce shyly removed his underwear and out popped his dick. Off course, Scooby had seen it before, but Buford didn’t and he stared down at it, tongue running over his lips. “Damn, Bruce, were you made in heaven or something? I’ve never seen a human having such a dick! It looks like a f*ckin horse dick, dude!” Scooby saw that Bruce was feeling a bit uncomfortable, so he called them to the showers.



Bruce had never seen a shower like it, water came simultaneously running out of 4 shower heads, one on each wall, providing different water jets. They picked out the ‘rain function’, and there was a freaking disco ball above their head, reflecting all the light and the water in a kaleidoscope rainbow everywhere. It turned the place into something magical.

And all that time Buford couldn’t keep his eyes off of Bruce’s dick. He asked Brue if he ever had sex with guys before. Scooby smiled and whistled.

“It’s kinda embarrassing, guys. We didn’t get any pocket money at the orphanage, so when I wanted to buy something for myself I went to the park in Soho to pick out a guy and asked him if he wanted to fuck me for money. That way I could get me some stuff, you know, like chocolate or comics or lemonade, all the things we didn’t have at the orphanage”, Bruce said red cheeked. “Aaw, c’me here you”, Buford said almost tenderly while gently caressing Bruce’s hair.

Curious again he asked: “You musta have a lot of stories. What was the worst fuck you had?”

Bruce shuffled his feet, Buford’s hands on his head made him feel warm and it felt like the water was washing away all the dirt from the past, so he no longer felt ashamed and started telling: “Well, there was this one man, I estimate him to be around 50 years, with a huge belly, I mean not just big but really really fat, he must’ve weight about 400 lbs or even more, he came up to me and said he had heard that I wanted to earn some money. So he took me to the entrance of the park and told me to bend over while holding the bars of the fence. He pulled off my pants and said he likes to play it rough. So he hit my ass real thoroughly, told me that made him hard. Then he laid his belly over my back, a big blob of meat and searched with his finger for my hole. When he had found it, he shoved his dick right in. I mean, not gently or slowly, but with all his might. It felt like a stone and he pushed it in till the base, hitting it up my stomach, and fucked me as hard as he could. I yelled and my head was banging against the fence. He told me to stop screaming and pulled my hair roughly to prevent my head from hitting the fence time after time. He rode me like you would a wild horse and when he was about to come he got out of me, put me on my knees and face fucked me as hard and deep as he could, I was gagging the whole time and had to swallow a huge load of thick cum. Then he said I’d been a good boy and he gave me double the money. But my ass and my throat felt sour for days. And altho I already could take something, I walked funny for days too. I called him Jack, because he really ripped me apart.”

“Damn, Bruce, you took it up like a man!”, Buford said with an admiring tone in his voice, “Say, can I touch your dick? I wanna know how it feels in my hand.” Bruce nodded. It was so big, half of it hung out of Buford’s hand. Now Bruce noticed Buford’s dick to be quite different from his own, with a really wide dickhead and a shaft like a cone that widens as it leads to his pubes. It’s the kinda dick dreams are made of because you know the glans will find its way in and then the dick will make the muscle pulse as it goes in and out, the ass fitting the dick like a glove. So Bruce gently let his finger stroll over Buford's dickhead and then moved his fingers all over Buford's shaft. Buford moaned softly. He asked Bruce if he wanted to suck him off. The k** was eager to obey and got on his knees between Buford's legs, licking around the huge dickhead. The loving gestures made Buford even more horny while Bruce drunk a cocktail made of precum mixed with water and saliva. Buford pushed back Bruce’s head. “I wanna taste yours too”, he said and then - turning to Scooby, “Hey Scoob don’t be a stranger and join us. Remember what you said about ‘making clouds and rain’? Well, it looks like this place, there’s plenty of steam and water to make it happen. Three’s a party!”

He wouldn’t admit it, but every now and then since that morning Scooby had fantasized about having sex with Bruce, and now Buford joining in was more than a bonus, it was like hitting the jackpot.

Without any directions given, Buford sat down on the floor, while Bruce kneeled before him and Scooby stood behind him.

Buford was having the time of his life giving Bruce a nice long and wet blow job, making the glans pop in and out of his mouth, as to tease Bruce, and then taking it down to the base, first slow then fast, then releasing his saliva and taking it slow again.

Meanwhile Bruce did the same to Scooby, copying every move Buford did like he was a hatch, while Scooby bent over as far as he could to finger Bruce’s hole. They looked like a contortionist performing a crazy sex act while the water of the shower broke on their bodies and amplified the sucking sounds and moans.



In between sucks Buford asked Bruce if he ever fucked anyone? “No”, Bruce answered, “all the guys I met insisted on fucking me, I never did that with anyone I care for and who cares for me.”

“Would you like to try it with me and Scooby?”, Buford asked. Bruce looked at him smiling: “Really? Do I? Oh, that would be fantastic!”

“Hehe, let’s do that. We’re all gonna have a helluva time, plus I really like how endowed that dick you got is. Let’s see if you know how to use it”, Buford said wickedly.

“I’m kinda nervous, you know, I never topped someone before”, Bruce objected. “Don’t worry”, Buford calmed him, “I was just k**ding, it’s okay, you don’t have to be a pro and I’m sure as you go on, you’ll get better. Besides, I want you to fuck me first, I’m used to take dick so it will be easy for you and anyways I’ll guide you thru it.” “I got an idea”, Scooby interfered, “why don’t we try something they call ‘The Carpet of Meat’? It’s a bit hard but I think we can pull it off, especially after that training we got today.”

Scooby laid down on the floor, with Buford laying upon him performing a 69, while Bruce mounted Buford. Buford tore his ass cheeks open and let the water flow abundantly on him. It still looked really tight to Bruce though, and Buford moaned out loudly as Bruce entered his hole. He held his breath and thought: “Damn, he's bigger than I thought, his f*cking dickhead feels like a rock.”

After a while, Bruce’s dick slid in really easy and he enjoyed it being the top for once. The sight of his dick going in and out of Buford made his lust rise and he laid down on him as to penetrate him deeper, making circular movements as a drill. Buford was getting mad of pleasure and Scooby felt the weight of him and Bruce upon him. Each time Bruce pushed his dick deep inside Buford, Buford’s dick did the same in Scooby’s mouth. Scooby had difficulties to breathe, but strangely that feeling of being nearly suffocated, the lack of oxygen, raised his pleasure and in a rare moment of perfect being the three of them shot their load almost simultaneously: first Bruce, than Scooby, then Buford.



Scooby decided they take it to the bedroom. A bed would be better than a hard floor. Needless to say Buford and Bruce agreed instantly to the idea and they all dried off and headed to the bedroom, wrapped in towels.

Little did they know that at that time Bowser showed up in their backyard. He was still mad and ready for a fight if they didn’t pay him for the dry cleaners. But as soon as he entered the backyard his radar sent out a sex alert. “Hmmm, this can be interesting, let’s first see what happens before I knock these punks’ door”, he thought while sneaking up to the window, just when Scooby, Bruce and Buford entered the room. He quickly retreated, thinking: “I must go get my camera out of the car, that’s gonna be prime time fun!”

Once they enter the bedroom Scooby closed the door. He went sitting on the bed and started jerking his big dick. “That was amazing. I want me some ass too now”, he said. He had just released a load, so in order to get it right, he took a rope from the drawer of the night stand and tied up his dick so the veins filled quickly with blood, making it hard and solid.

“What are you doing?”, Bruce asked curiously. “They call it ‘Tie the Dragon’ and it will make my dick go crazy for as long as I want. You know how they call the bedroom? They say ‘the Pavilion of Whispers’, but I assure you it ain’t gonna be like that. I’ll be loud!”, Scooby said laughing while pulling Buford to sit next to him and Bruce next to Buford.

Buford reached over to the beardog and pinched his nipples which made Scooby's dick start to grow even bigger. Bruce looked mesmerized at Scooby’s dick, as if it was a totem pole and he was ready to worship. He grabbed Scooby's dick and started beating it nice and slowly. Buford leaned over toward Scooby and they started kissing. The way they went for it made Bruce super horny and he bent over Buford and started sucking Scooby’s dick. Above his head he heard the two of them kissing loudly as his head went from one dick to the other, giving both Scooby and Buford a blow job.

“Hey sexy, why doncha come sit on mine and Scooby’s lap instead?”, Buford asked. Bruce looked at him puzzled, after all he wasn’t a baby you take on your lap anymore, but Buford grabbed him by the waist and sat him down in the middle of them on both their leg.

Buford made the first move and started kissing Bruce on the neck. “You’re in for a very special treat, sexy. You are gonna get fucked by the beardog. Ain’t got fucked if you didn’t get fucked by a beardog. The way he’ll wiggle it in that beautiful soft ass of yours will bring you behind the moon or will make you howlin’ at it”, Buford whispers in Bruce’s ear.

Scooby saw Buford and Bruce lost in their lusty thoughts and moved behind them, rubbing his dick on Bruce's ass. Bruce jumped up a little bit, but Buford’s hands held him down.

“Hush, sweetie, I’ll show you how a beardog grinds the diamond. I’ll transform that pucker of yours into a precious gem. First I‘ll rim your ass out, making it all elastic, supple and wet. If no one has ever done that to you before, you don’t know what you’re missing. Just bend over and enjoy”, Scooby said while giving Bruce a wet kiss. He rimmed Bruce like it was an ice cream, his tongue massaging the muscled entrance of Bruce’s ass till the k** moaned out loud, begging Scooby to continue. But Scooby had other plans, his finger went it like it was butter, then two fingers, making scissors movements. On a sign of Scooby, Buford took hold of Bruce’s arms while the beardog slowly pushed his dick inside.

Bruce pulled a painful face, but his facial expression soon changed when Scooby put his hands on his waist and stopped moving. Instead of going in and out, Scooby pushed Bruce’s hole back and forth over his dick. Deeper and deeper. Soon Bruce yelled it out: “I want you to go deeper, harder, faster, oooh…. This feels soooo good!” Bruce felt full and aching, like being split open and turned inside out, whimpering and gasping and moaning like an a****l, his body shuddered uncontrollably. Scooby had shot his load but he didn’t stop, his dick went in and out of Bruce’s ass, smeared in cum. Bruce’s eyes became mellow, his tongue sticking out. How close the line between pleasure and pain. Scooby had a dick that could take down anyone, but the way he fucked him made him feel so close to nature, so close to the essence of his being, so complete.

It was Buford who made an end to it: “Hey, Scooby. You made everybody hard again giving us that show. You’re the only one who hasn’t been f*cked yet. What about you bottom up for both of us at the same time? You think you can handle a double penetration?”



“I guess there’s only one way to find out”, Scooby said, “how do you plan to do this, guys?”

“The k** looks exhausted, so I propose he lies on his back and you ride him, while leaning forward and kiss him. Then I come up behind you and see if I can get my dick in as well”, Buford suggested.

And that is what happened. Big as Bruce’s dick was, Scooby had no trouble taking it in and he started to French kiss Bruce, telling him not to move until Buford got in as well.

Buford enjoyed the looks of it: Scooby seated upon the curved dick of Bruce. It didn’t seem there was any space left, but “where’s a will, there’s a way”, he thought. He opened the drawer of the night stand to get the lube. He lubed his dick really good and squeezed the tube all over Scooby’s ass and along Bruce’s dick. Then he pushed the head of his dick against the tight ass hole, pushing it harder, forcing the tight tender ass hole to stretch open and accommodate another dick.

“Oh f*ck”, Scooby gasped when Buford slid the entire length of his dick deep into his juicy rectum. That feeling of being fully stretched and barely able to move, stuffed satisfaction. Even with all that lube they had a hard time moving in and out simultaneously, so taking turns one glided in and out while the other didn’t move, it felt like f*cking and stroking at the same time.



Then Buford said: “Let’s make it a grand finale, boys! What about a cum bucket?”

Scooby stood up, grabbed Bruce's dick and started jerking him off while holding his hand. Buford sat on his knees in between them, jerking off too.

He got all excited and wild seeing them standing over him and stroking their big hard cocks.

Scooby said to him: “Come here baby and eat some cum!”

Buford opened his mouth and stuck out his tongue while they were beating their meat. “Oh, baby, here it comes!”, Scooby shouted while big strands of thick white cum shot from his dick and landed all over Buford’s face and hair, big globs of cum hitting his eyes, clinging to his eyelashes, dripping down his nose and upper lip into his open mouth. Almost simultaneously Bruce shot his load of cum into Buford’s open mouth, filling his mouth with thick cum until it started dripping from his tongue and down to his chin and then over his chest.

Cum was still dribbling from Scooby’s dick so Buford ran his tongue over the dickhead and licked the last sweet drops into his mouth. Then he took turns sucking both cocks, getting the last creamy strands of cum.



They were all shaky on the legs and sweating. Scooby gave Bruce a last kiss. “It has been a long day,” Bruce said, “I only wish it was longer.”

Buford laughed: “You’re not talking ‘bout my dick, are you?”

Outside, unnoticed to everybody, Bowser stopped filming and sneaked back to his house, chuckling: “Hehe, me and my sons Roy and Morton are gonna have one hell of night watching this together. And later I can ask Donatello to come over. That’ll be more than one happy ending!”