GunStarHero

Wholehentai'dly agree.

In 1613, the British East India Company sent a trade ship called the Clove to Japan in the hopes of opening up trade with the country. While the more famous Williams Adams, whom had already been in Japan for a number of years, even acting as a delegate for the Tokugawa shogunate, made the deal possible, we're here to talk about Captain John Saris. This dude sailed across the sea, into a foreign country, and within the span of a year was able to open up trade with a xenophobic country that had only just united for the first in its history one decade earlier. He fucking did it. Beast moded that shit. He takes his happy ass back to Britain with numerous trinkets in tow, including sets of samurai armor that are still on display to this day. Why haven't you ever heard of this successful motherfucker? Upon his return, and after presenting the royal family with the gifts of the Far East, this legendary, nigh revolutionary motherfucker busts out his hentai collection (shunga) and wheels it around town. That's right. Despite doing his job, and absolutely nailing it in record time, he just could not sequester the urge to whip out those anime tiddies. Rumor has it he even showed it to the Queen. He was stripped of his command, disgraced from the navy, and ended up dying in squalor 30 years later, relatively unknown. His hentai stash was reportedly burned. Probably just the bad ones, though. Gotta save that good shit for later. As an added bonus, Captain Saris, upon arriving in Japan and being greeted by the local governing parties, invited them on board the Clove. However, he decided to take the lovely young ladies in the party down to his cabin. To show them his British porn collection. The women were absolutely disgusted and fled the ship immediately, Saris unable to ascertain why. Why did no one wanna see this juicy titties? This pioneer of porn collecting would never receive his answer. Additionally, he did not mention this to the royal family himself, but word would eventually reach Britain that he had turned down an offer to use a port that lead into Tokyo Bay for his operations, an offer the shogun himself had blessed him with. He instead opted for a port on the tip of Kyushu, worlds away from the Shogun and the capitol. God speed, you crazy hentai-loving bastard. Your tales of debauchery and OG porn collecting have lived on, clearly more important than the short-lived trade agreements between Japan and Britain in the 1600s. I like to think he got one last glance at a tentacle gang bang as he closed his eyes for the last time and faded into titty sprinkled stardust.

Yea but Tuxedo Mask got bitches. The Ronin Warriors were bitches.

Starting to think he's projecting his fantasies of a masculine, alpha-male lover. You know, like a Chad. To fuck him. In the asshole.

You're going to make some man very happy one day, Zeni.

I'm not entirely sure that's possible. It looks like his arms are as articulate as a 70s action figure.

Oh you mean Sailor Moon for boys?

At this point, I'm just curious why you've decided to pigeonhole yourself into this alpha-beta shtick. Perhaps some truth to it after all?

Bit old for your taste, though, eh?

I think Zeni exclusively knows how guy on guy sex works.

Go fuck the Chad. That'll show the Stacy who's the real Alpha: Zeni, the Chad Fucker.

I love when people bring their pterodactyls to a public place and ignore them while they screech away.

I dont want to hear anything about this until you spit in that ass, bro.

Oh they're all fucked for sure. Wouldn't be surprised if they are soon relics of the past.

Oh right, this thread. I forgot about posting again. Here's something I wrote shortly after being disowned by my abusive family. I was 19 when I wrote this: "I am no victim of this fate. The failures of my flesh and blood shall not hold me down. Their shackles will be shattered and hoisted high above my head, made to show testament to my own will. I will never be broken by the likes of you." And "Not all heroes make it to the end. But no hero am I. God knows I want to end this pathetic excuse I call my existence. Morbid reality is all that keeps me going, but merely as a drudge, shackled to my own lack of inner audacity. Tell me, warrior, what is most important: your shield or your sword? Must we stand tall, holding out against the tide of folly we call "life," with nothing to defend us but our own fortitude? Or should we focus on the attack and strike at fate with our sword of conviction and pray we can give it a run for its money? I think you must not only have both, but be well-rounded, knowing when to use what. Sometimes it takes more than one key to unlock a door. Such a lovely, swirling, torrent of emotional torment that slumbers within me. I will die young, I just pray, to a god I do not even believe in, that I will not have wasted my time here. Let it be on a high note, one to be remembered well, even if only by a precious few, rather than a disgusting and vile sink that will leave my memory marred with a sharp disdain. Vanity even at Death's door, it seems. To lose something from the actions of others is a tragedy, but to make the move yourself is truly devastating. Even when a sin is rebuked by a deed of virtue, it cannot ever truly undo what was done."

Eel, shrimp, and scallops are my all time favorites.

Shit, if I get my back and neck scratched in a certain way I'm all set right there. Anything after that is icing on the sex cake.

An NDA is a nondisclosure agreement. They cannot legally view your submission without one. It also has the added effect of filtering out most requests. I'm not sure about the YouTube thing. All our submissions exclusively existed within each respective submission. Best to just Google that. Worse case scenario just unlist the videos.

Last year it got to 116 out here. Just hoping we dont go higher than that. High of 105 atm.