lxexpress
03-24-2008, 10:57 PM
Norm goes to a shearing shed for a few months work, and after two weeks he starts feeling horny and goes up to the station master and has a quiet word in his ear. "Listen mate, I'm feeling kinda horny, and this being me first time at a shearing shed, I was wondering what a fella's gotta do around here for a root?" "Well," said the station master. "There's old Fred out back. Every now and then the blokes fuck him when there ain't no skirt around." Norm looked at the station master with shock. "No fuckin way, mate. I ain't fuckin no god damn man!" and Norm stormed off in a rage. Two weeks later, Norms balls were on fire. His cock was red raw through wanking, yet he was desperate for some human contact. Norm walked up to the station master and said, "Listen mate, I'm desperate, I need a root so damn bad. Is that Fred still available?" The station master tells Norm that old Fred was still available and that he would bring him around straight away. Norm then said to the station master, "Could we keep this our little secret, I don't really like the idea of fucking a man, and the fewer people who know about it the better." The station master looked at Norm with those understanding eyes that come with spending many years in the outback and said, "Sure, only the five of us will ever know." "What the fuck!" said Norm, "Five of us? 'What the hell do you mean the five of us?'" "Well, there's you ... me ... Fred, and the two blokes that have gotta hold him down, cause he don't like it either!"