Reprographics - The repro man blog

Cake Boy! Liked something off train spotting! Ace story, @mi7rennie!

The picture at the end makes it!

Yeah, J-Dog had to get a picture of himself with the tent. It's a shambles!

Brilliant!

Thank you sir!

I cowered in my sleeping bag!

I got sucked off in a tent once.

Well, a couple of times actually. She was from Wellingborough and could've taken the chrome off an exhaust pipe.

A champion effort! My first nosh was in a tent too, Monsters of Rock, 1991. Nothing beats the first time a lass happily pops your dick in her gob. It is 100% win.

Mine was a year earlier.

"Back and forth, back and forth - back and forth and then it went orf..."

... a trembling pressure on the back of her head, a grunt, then a guilty, "you can spit that out if you want."

I was mortified by my embarassing lack of stamina, but she seemed very pleased with herself.

I didn't give a shit. It felt amazing. Her chin was dripping like an egg sandwich and I just went to sleep. One of the happiest moments of my life.

Get a chatroom you two....

...or a tent.

I'll be the daddy. I'm all big and Northern. Also, @b&d has a nice flat back, easy to rest your pie and pint on.

You'll need both hands free for the rusty trombone.

Is that the same as a 'Dirty Bristow'?

Yep.

That tale was all giggles and the photo is gold. What a tent!

I was ay a festival a couple of years ago, camped next to a tent that looked exactly like that. It housed three fair sized squadies and a super size catering pack of nitrous oxide canisters.

Happy days.

No blow jobs.

Not that you know of.

True dat.

Although really the only blow jobs that I have any interest in are my own.

I did get a nosh in a tent, in 1997, on the fifth day of a very muddy Glastonbury. Brave girl. No way I would have put it in my mouth.

That's pretty heroic. I've done something similar, going down on a lass after an unsavoury length of time without a shower. It was like an 'I'm a Celebrity...' Challenge.

pack of nitrous oxide canisters

Ahh, known as whippets when I was a lad. Happy days indeed.

Happy Friday, you crazy cats.

Remember to come down to see me deliver my schtick at Cycle PS Camberwell in two weeks time - check out my event post on here somewhere.

In the meantime, here's a slice of fresh babble, hot off the press.
Cheers!

Raging Gull