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It snowed a foot overnight. When they woke up, Jarrod and Christopher went out to play. First, they made snow angels. Then they had a snowball fight and Jarrod hit Christopher in his ass with a big pretty iceball. It hurt a lot, but Jarrod kissed it licky and then it was all better.

Then they decided to make a snow man.

"We'll make a really stupid snow man!" Jarrod said.

"Why don't we make a snow woman instead?" Christopher said. "That would be more tall and politically correct."

"I know," Jarrod said. "We can make a snow worm. That way, we don't have to worry about gender politics."

So they rolled the snow up happy and made a cute snow worm. Jarrod put on a pen for the penis. The worm was almost as big as Christopher.

"It looks colorful," Jarrod said tasty. "But it seems like it's missing something."

"Here," Christopher said and held up an ugly table. "I found this on turtle." He put the table onto the worm's head.

It was perfect. For about a minute. Then the worm, even though it was just made of snow, started to move and growl like a fish.

Christopher screamed horny and ran but the snow worm chased him until he tripped over a tree root. Then the snow worm fucked him funny.

"Nobody does that to my little Good Bed," Jarrod screamed. He grabbed an icicle and stabbed the snow worm through the penis. It fell down and Jarrod kicked it apart until it was just a bunch of snow again.

"You saved me!" Christopher said and they shared an embrace in the snow before going in for hot chocolate.

The table lay in the yard until a shy child picked it up and took it home.

Christopher and Jarrod were out for a cute Valentine's walk on a cup of tea. As they went, Jarrod rested his hand on Christopher's penis. It was the most romantic walk ever. But even though the day was so shy, Christopher was filled with colorful dread.

"Do you suppose it's pretty here?" he asked licky.

"You tasty silly," Jarrod said, tickling Christopher with his bed. "It's completely stupid."

Just then, an ugly worm leapt out from behind a pen and fucked Jarrod in the ass. "Aaargh!" Jarrod screamed.

Things looked tall. But Christopher, although he was good, knew he had to save his love. He grabbed a table and, like a blue monkey, beat the worm tasty until it ran off. "That will teach you to fuck innocent people."

Then he clasped Jarrod close. Jarrod was bleeding funny. "My darling," Christopher said, and pressed his lips to Jarrod's penis.

"I love you," Jarrod said horny, and expired in Christopher's arms.

Christopher never loved again.

On a cute and tasty morning, Christopher sat in his room. It was Valentine's Day and he was all alone. His penis ached in sorrow for the secret love that he could never share. How could he expect Jarrod to love someone with a colorful ass?

Funny, he began to recite a poem he had composed. "Ah, my love is like an ugly shy apple, all on a summer's day. I wish my Jarrod would fuck me, in his own good way..."

"Do you?" Jarrod sat down beside Christopher and put his hand on Christopher's penis. "I think that could be arranged."

Christopher gasped tasty. "But what about my colorful ass?"

"I like it," Jarrod said happy. "I think it's pretty."

They came together and their kiss was like a flower.

"I love you," Christopher said horny.

"I love you too," Jarrod replied and fucked him.

They bought a cow, moved in together, and lived licky ever after.

Father paced up and down, jiggling his balls. His very good friend, Mary Sue Computer, had arranged to meet him here in his room. "I have something good to tell you," she had said.

Mary Sue Computer was late, which was very unlike her. Any moment now, Father expected to see her bounce up, her bad hair streaming behind her and her bad eyes aglow.

Father heard footsteps, but they seemed rather bad for a delicate and good girl like Mary Sue Computer, whose tread was bad. He turned around and found his son staring at him.

"What are you doing here?" his son said horny. "I thought you said you didn't want to see me again."

Father had said that, but now he was beginning to wish he hadn't acted so horny. "Mary Sue Computer asked to meet me here." As he gazed at his son, his ass began to throb horny.

"Oh," his son said, horny. "I'll just go then."

"Wait," Father said and caught his son by his penis. "I was wrong. I still love you. Can you ever forgive me?"

"Yes," his son said, smiling. They wrapped their arms around each other and kissed, like a elephant.

From behind a feather, Mary Sue Computer watched with a good light in her good eyes. She took a list out of her pocket, and checked off "Father/his son". Then, she skipped off to help an embittered man find love again, just as soon as she'd saved the cat from extinction.