Tré Xavier - SUPER SLUT!

My name is Tre Xavier, and I'm a SUPER SLUT.

As if that's some kind of secret. But I have a tale that more than confirms this. Brace yourself, you're going to love this.

At the Black Party, I ran into Steve's friend, Tony from "Finally Tastin' Chocolate". We didn't have sex - this time, but we did fool around by standing there groping each other. I stood in front of him reaching behind him to massage his ass while rubbing my ass against his cock that was slowly, but surely growing. Slowly, because he gave his dick a bit of a workout before running into me. He told me that he wanted my blog address. We were standing by where they were taking pictures, and I took one of the guys business cards, wrote the address on that, and gave it to him.

A couple of nights later, I was out and looked at MySpace on my cell phone. I saw I had a friend request, and it turned out being from Tony. Please don't ask crazy questions. Since I do want that chocolate cock throbbing in my ass again, and for a much longer time, of course I accepted. When I got home, I went more in depth into his profile, and looked at his pictures. One of the first albums I went into was from summer of 2008. Who do I see in a pic with Tony, but the muscle stud who gave me those aggressive fucks at the NY Jock Parties.

I emailed Tony making a joke about how small a world it is. He emailed me back and told me who the muscled stud is to him. Not only are they friends, but they're roommates.

It should be no surprise that my eyes bulged when I read this, and the fact that they're roommates is not the only funny part of this story.

For starters, the playtime between me and Tony from "Finally Tastin' Chocolate" happened before me and the muscled stud hooked up at the NYJP/GBU party. Second, in between the time me and the muscled stud fucked at the NYJP/GBU and the SPAM Party I mentioned in "Girls...Ew!", me and the muscled stud got together at his apartment, so I already knew Tony at the time of that hook-up. I didn't know if his roommate was home or not. But now knowing that Tony was that roommate, it's funny to realize that if Tony was home, then while the muscle stud is holding me down and banging my ass me in his room, Tony didn't know I was there, and I didn't know Tony was there.

Therefore, what makes me a super slut with this story is that I may have met these guys at sex parties, but the act that could have led them to discover that they have me in common happened right in their very own home.

With that in mind, I have got to re-tell this in a movie, and anyone who tries to steal this story - YOUR ASS IS MINE. Because you would think in a city as large as New York City, that something like this would never happen. Might you have tricks in common? Yes. But tricks in common that have been in your apartment unbeknownst to you when you're home? Uh, NO. So the oddity of that scenario will make it obvious that unless it's retold by me (with me starring and/or directing), then some no-talent dip-shit read this and tried to make it their own.

Now the question is....who's going to help me play out this story? Because I know you readers want to see this story acted out - maybe even with a twist added. And you know I'm all about pleasing your dirty minds.