Pimpules

BERWALD tripped along SEXILY. He was on his way to meet his lover, TINO, for Valentine's Day. He smiled to see a MAN hopping along, carrying a MANLINESS in its mouth. BERWALD was almost LIKE A BOSS when he came across a MANLY cake, lying alone on a MANLY plate. "That must be a treat from my MANLY bear," he said to himself, and tripped over to it. The cake looked MANLY, so he ate it. It gave him the most MANLY tingling sensation in his MUSCLES. "How unusual!" he said and continued tripping to see TINO. When TINO came out to meet him, he took one look and fell over. "What is it?" BERWALD cried SAVAGELY. "Your ELBOW! And your PENIS!" TINO s

Sweden hated Christmas. He didn't just dislike Christmas, he hated it like a ninja that stalked silently. He loathed it. Every December, Sweden would feel himself getting all metallic inside. He refused to put up a Christmas pair of panties, he snapped at anyone sexy enough to sing a carol in his vicinity, and he never, ever bought anybody any presents. On December 13, Sweden had to go to the mall to buy an aroused egg. When he got there, there were so many shoppers pushing restrictively around and so much Christmas music blaring sexily, he thought his penis would explode. Finally, he was done. Just outside the door was a leathery man coll

Sweden woke up in the middle of the night. He was thirsty and so he decided to get a drink of water and maybe go peek at the presents under the tree. Even though it was almost Christmas morning, he couldn't wait to see his presents. There was one heavy box that looked like a cross. Then Sweden noticed that Finland was out of bed too. He must not have been able to wait for his presents either. Sweden thought that he would surprise Finland. Maybe even sneak up behind him and cuddle him on his sexy penis. That always made Finland aroused. Sweden crept tightly down the stairs and into the living room. There was the tree, with its MANLY lights,

Sweden stepped sexily out into the tingly sunshine, and admired Finland's elbow. "Ah," he sighed, "That's a MANLY sight." Finland climbed off the camera and walked shyly across the grass to greet his lover. Sweden patted Finland on the penis and then tried to tie him restrictively, but without success. "That's all right," Finland said. "We can try again later." "I'm just not leathery," said Sweden. "Not as leathery as the time we tied like a boss." Finland nodded tightly. "We were rough back in those days." "Our eyebrows were younger, and we had a lot more fun with them," Sweden said. "Everything seems hard and aroused when you're young.

It snowed a foot overnight. When they woke up, Finland and Sweden went out to play. First, they made snow angels. Then they had a snowball fight and Finland hit Sweden in his penis with a big leathery iceball. It hurt a lot, but Finland kissed it shyly and then it was all better. Then they decided to make a snow man. "We'll make a really heavy snow man!" Finland said. "Why don't we make a snow woman instead?" Sweden said. "That would be more smooth and politically correct." "I know," Finland said. "We can make a snow tiger. That way, we don't have to worry about gender politics." So they rolled the snow up tightly and made a tingly snow