Frat Adventures OF A Creative Indian Guy

Elegant Ejaculation

Hey, little master, you're going to get lucky because these twin shimmering twinkle stars are going to loot your virginity. Hands up, Mister!

Yep. AND I may not be the first civilian who unload the load in front of both of you without touching my gun.

Smart Mouth, mister. Keep this energy whole night because this robbery isn't just about money.

This must be the best robbery ever happened to a slob banker, give 25000 public money to twin hookers. I mean wow. You both are really professionals. Aah, what are you doing, stop. No silly, when I say stop, **Menaka and **Urvashi you both attack this holy **Vishwamitra at once and let's turn this holy cheap motel hut into hell.

Nothing can beat fucking twin star hookers over a cloud. I mean who dared before me. Except for some shizzle Greek god Zeus. But that makes me first Indian to fuck prostitutes over the cloud. While fucking I don't know why I always get lost in rational thinking, why Indian *devas can't fuck any *apsara over the cloud. Physical disabilities are out of space but yes they had showered flowers from the cloud in a marriage of **Rama and **Sita as likely they could've fucked over left flower bed too. If I was one of the devas, who had got a duty to shower flowers over the Ayodhya, I would sneak out of *UP with as many as apsara I could and fuck them over cloud 9.

Who doesn't, dude! That Anti-Romeo squad of *Yogis was present in ancient India too. But I don't know whether they've called the anti-romeo squad or not in that time. I believe British are the luckiest people in the world. Because they fucked India so hard like a hooker and made the hooker pay for the fucking. Isn't this exactly utopia. Alas, fortunately for India British weren't present in ancient India. But still, Indians don't need British to start a shitty squad. They must have an 'Anti-Dushyanta Squad' in an ancient time. I must tell, while Kalidas was writing **Abhijanasakuntalam, his instinct told him that the romance of **Shakuntala and **Dushyanta will get used to preparing a battalion of the anti-dushyanta squad. Damn it, Shakespeare. Sorry, **Kalidas Blacks have no space in India. We knew you were close and you'll always stay near our heart. Not you, Kalidas. We're talking about Shakuntala.

I know my dad would reach cloud 9 when I confess to dad that dad I didn't crack into IIT, IIM, UPSC or even fucking IBPS but I am the first Indian to fuck not one but two hookers over the cloud. My dad's reaction must be like how Shivaji hugged Afzal Khan with Bagh Nakh.

Menaka nuzzled me from behind. I heard a thumping noise. Uh-oOh. Is this a premature ejaculation but wait that doesn't really sound like thumping. I murmured in their ear, Stop! Unfortunately, they both attacked my open fields from the front and the rear. Secret words are bliss. Its police and we've covered you from all around. Uh-oOh. Now they got me. But I really couldn't figure out why they keep saying we've covered you all around while police can be more creative like we've hacked your cell phone and we're sending your secret chats to your mom and girlfriends. That might wet my pants.

When someone tries to wake up from a dream and your dream makes some subtle changes in your dream like introduce a new character in the dream under a current dream and that person is trying to wake you up in the other dream. I didn't understand what that meant when I heard something like that from Seinfeld. But this really happened with me when cops were thumping over the door. But I still have my some doubts. If my mom is trying to wake me up by being a cop. Is she a good cop or a bad cop? Nevertheless, my dream was shattered by the cop and illegal prostitution in India. I was so close to losing my virginity but I'll have to wait for someone special that loves me. Crap!

There is no better feeling than taking a bath in a jungle under a big waterfall when you wet your underpants. Why is this still a thing for anime makers? Stop showing horrible memories in wonderful ways. Yes, I wetted my pants not because I peed. It's obviously semen, nevertheless. This all crap happened because my stupid friend shared a story of 10 tough notch ways acute creative people uses to sharp their creativity By just completing reading the title, I had received my diploma in reading shit. But the top way was to stop masturbation. My sources said that that article was jotted down in Texas by the supporter of Jessica Farrar. I must tell that all men in present in Texas are praying that anyhow Jessica gets farrar (run away). But Texas Men doesn't know that no one killed Jessica.

I knew this wasn't a normal dream. If I had masturbated regularly: off course I wouldn't have dreamt about fucking twin twinkle stars. Because I am a perfectly normal person who dreams perfectly rational anecdotes. I would definitely go for quadruplets. In a dream, no doubt.

Not So Normal Verbal:

Twinkle Twinkle Little Stars

how I wonder hot you are

up above the drunk so high

With twin star prostitutes in the cloud

Keep dreaming forever

Or fuck us right now

*apsara : angels

*devas: gods

*loot: kind of robbery

** Vishwamitra: Famous ascetic in ancient India. His spiritual power has put Indra's (king of celestial) throne in danger that he sent apsara Menaka to distract him and break his spiritual power. 

** Menaka: apsara of celestial

** Urvashi: apsara of celestial

**UP: State Of India

**Kalidasa: One Of The Famous Poet Of Sanskrit Language In Ancient India 

**Abhijanasakuntalam: Abhijñānaśākuntalam (: अभिज्ञानशकुन्तलम्), is well-known by, dramatizing the love story of Shakuntala and Dushyanta told in the epic. It is considered to be the best of Kālidāsa's works 

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