It started up as a joke. My fuckin playaz had joked bout it - even egged each other on ta try dat shit.
We all laughed all up in tha concept.

Fuckin a funky-ass bowl of cheerios, biatch? Da mere scam busted shivers down mah spine. Da initial roughnizz up in texture. Da cold gin n juice shrinkin mah erect PENIS.

"What joy could there be up in that?" I thought ta mah dirty ass.

Afta all dem weeks no muthafucka brought it up no mo'. We'd moved on ta different jokes n' catch phrases as most crews do. They weren't as funky yo, but they definitely weren't as weird. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Us dudes did tha usual thangs n' Fridizzle was drankin day. It make me wanna hollar playa! By 2:00 be all four of our asses was plastered. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! Jake let up a long-ass bust a funky-ass big-ass fart afta poundin another blasted of SoCo n' Kevin was loudly snorin on tha couch fo' realz. Afta a twenty minutes or so dat shiznit was just Steve n' I ridin' solo left finishin off our remainin brews.

"Dude hold on," Steve smiled.
"Whatz fuckin' phat man?" I holla'd up in mah fadeden stupor.

Steve sloshed his way over ta his bangin refridgerator n' removed a gleamin white bowl from tha fridge. I instantly knew what tha fuck it was.

"What tha shiznit fuck is dat Steve?" I asked
"Fuckin Cheerios man. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. Yo ass should fuck them!" Dude seemed excited.
"Dude dat shiznit was just a joke. Don't tell me you…" I was cut off.
"Naw dude I didn't fuck no cheerios. But I'ma bet you $50 you won't do dat shit." I had mah excuse.
"Fine fucker I be bout ta do dat shit." I was becomin erect already.
"How tha fuck will I know you done did it, huh?" I froze up. My fuckin erection started ta take a thugged-out dirt nap.
"Is dis some elaborate ploy fo' you ta peep mah fuckin dick, bro?" I shouted, nearly wakin our chillin companions.
"Nah dude I just don't want any fuckin cheating, man. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. I gots $50 on dis shit."
"Fine, I be bout ta do it wit mah back ta you n' just stick mah dick up all up in mah fly." I was erect again.

We both went silent. I carefully strutted ta tha corner of tha room n' looked down upon tha soggy mash of Cheerios awaitin mah erect cock.

They was Honey Nut.

Without waitin I plunged mah eager tool deep tha fuck into tha bowl. Da gin n juice washed upon mah swollen nutsack as they dipped tha fuck into tha soft contentz of tha bowl. I thrusted gently n' realized how tha fuck tha cheerios seemed ta react ta tha shape of mah member.

Da bowl was deeper than I expected. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! This type'a shiznit happens all tha time. I heard cryz of laughta comin from Steve but I kept going. I wave of white anticipation struck me as mah PENIS grew stiffer n' mah balls rumbled wit a all ta familiar feeling.

I came. I came tha fuck into dat honey nut flavored bowl of beaten cheerios. My fuckin semen mixed flawlessy tha fuck into tha color of tha bowl. My fuckin knees went weak. My fuckin breathang hastened.

"I fuckin ludd cheerios," I holla'd wit a smile.

Three minutes had past since mah first cheerio-man encounter.

I had since then started fuckin wit wit different thangs. I tried chocolate milk yo, but it tha whole experience just felt… interracial. It aint nuthin but tha nick nack patty wack, I still gots tha bigger sack. I tried addin sugar as well but tha clean up became a hassle.

Finally I settled on bananas. They was tha missin part of tha equation. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. Da cheerio inspired orgasms had doubled up in strength yo, but mah roommates was growin suspicious. I had never ate cheerios up in tha two muthafuckin years we'd lived together n' now I was goin all up in a funky-ass box per day. It make me wanna hollar playa! And no muthafucka had eva peeped mah crazy ass smoke a funky-ass bowl. I knew I had ta be careful.

I called Steve ta ta joke bout it all dem minutes afta it had happened n' da ruffneck didn't remember n' shit. I lost $50 but gained a experience dat can only be equated wit touchin Dogg. Dat shiznit was a gangbangin' fair trade.

With Steve outta tha way I felt a lil mo' chillaxed.

"But not as chillaxed as I could be," I whispered on tha fuckin' down-lowly ta mah dirty ass fo' realz. A grin formed on mah grill as I slowly exited mah room n' made mah way down tha stairs. Only mah roommate Lynn was home. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch was gorgeous yo, but I had no time fo' hoes.

I had cheerios.

I carefully poured tha bowl of cheerios tha fuck into tha deepest bowl I could find. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! I delicately sliced one whole banana n' placed it meticulously round tha bowl.

"This is goin ta be a pimped out night," I thought.

I snuck outside ta let tha cheerios moisten, mah PENIS throbbin up in anticipation. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. My fuckin grill moist as if tha cheerios had some Pavlovian effect on mah dirty ass.

I snuck inside quickly n' plunged mah ding-a-ling straight tha fuck into they cool, soft innards. I thrust mah head back up in pleasure as tha banana slices gently caressed tha sidez of mah swollen prick. Well shiiiit, it had been only all dem minutes yo, but showerz of cum sprang from mah PENIS mixin tha fuck into tha milky broth fo' realz. A on tha down-low whisper escaped mah lips.

I fuckin started ta cleanup n' headed ta tha sink ta wash tha dish when I heard dat shit.

"What is you bustin?" My fuckin roommate Lynn stood there barely awake.
"I uh just havin a funky-ass bowl of cheerios," I smiled.
"I be fuckin horny n' you keep smokin dem wild-ass muthafuckas. Now I be cravin em yo. Hand em over."

I was erect again.

Bitch eagerly filled her grill wit mah magic potion of cheerios, banana's, n' semen infused milk.

"Dogg dis is good. Y'all KNOW dat shit, muthafucka! I be fly as a gangbangin' falcon, soarin all up in tha sky dawwwwg! No wonder you like it so much," Biatch holla'd as lil streamz of gin n juice poured down her chin.
"Heh, you gettin all dat shiznit over yo ass," I holla'd.
"Oh, I be bout ta git it," Biatch licked her chops up in a way dat made gave mah rod a freshly smoked up precum finish.
"This is so much betta than usual - what tha fuck did you add?"
"Se-se-se-seenamon," I sputtered.
"It don't taste like cinnamon yo, but it do taste straight-up familiar," I always knew dat biiiiatch was a supa-ho.

Bitch looked as if dat biiiiatch winked at me yo, but I played it off as if mah eyes was playin tricks on mah dirty ass. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch sloppily finished off tha bowl n' hopped up on counter n' shit. Right back up in yo muthafuckin ass. Biatch put tha bowl up in tha sink n' placed her handz next ta her muthafuckin ass.

"I always knew you was a Cheerio fucker," This time her dope ass definately winked all up in mah face.

XD

you guys don't know how to combo

if Joeyz humpin yo' leg n' straight-up goin at it, n' you lead his ass ta yo' bunghole, he nuts, you nut, where is tha suffering, biatch? Is Joey bustin up like a biatch up in tha drizzle gnawin his thugged-out lil' paws off or is he just aiiight his schmoooove ass came?

XD

This is fuckin ridiculous. Only da most thugged-out apish pimps lose they mindz n' every last muthafuckin thang they stand fo' when they peep a biatch. I aint talkin' bout chicken n' gravy biatch. Yo ass don't drop a rhyme fo' everyone. If you goin ta put a biatch, or astrological urges (which, fo'sho, you can easily overcome) over tha mission, then you a gangbangin' finger-lickin' dirty-ass shitty-ass soldier n' shit. Promotin discrimination cuz of tha mindset of shitty soldiers be a cold-ass lil crime.

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I thought cheerio shit was against the rules?

where are you getting these from

because i know you're not typing them up yourselves

Quote from: challengerX on June 07, 2016, 07:09:59 PM

You're wrong. 2+2 = FISH!

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