Screech gets Dirty Sanchez

I have to say, when I heard the news about Dustin receiving a Dirty Sanchez on film, I thought, wow Christmas came early. I can't wait to see the fecal matter on his face. I can't wait to see him insert his finger in an anus. I could watch it, stroke myself as I imagine that I'm in the film with him. I'd also tea bag him and show him a glass bottom boat. I always told people that he was into scat play, but everyone just dismissed me as a troll. Now there is video evidence of these acts. Everything I've posted on message boards has come true despite everyone thinking I was just some troll spreading rumors. Fuck them all. I have the last laugh as everything me and Dustins queer fanbase said has evidence proving our claims. You just wait, soon something about his gay sex experiences will come out. I promise.

Screech gets Dirty Sanchez

I have to say, when I heard the news about Dustin receiving a Dirty Sanchez on film, I thought, wow Christmas came early. I can't wait to see the fecal matter on his face. I can't wait to see him insert his finger in an anus. I could watch it, stroke myself as I imagine that I'm in the film with him. I'd also tea bag him and show him a glass bottom boat. I always told people that he was into scat play, but everyone just dismissed me as a troll. Now there is video evidence of these acts. Everything I've posted on message boards has come true despite everyone thinking I was just some troll spreading rumors. Fuck them all. I have the last laugh as everything me and Dustins queer fanbase said has evidence proving our claims. You just wait, soon something about his gay sex experiences will come out. I promise.

I want Screech to rupture my anus.

I was watching season 3 dvd of Saved by the Bell and started to jack off everytime I saw Screech. I totaly love that guy. One of my biggest desires is for him to shove a parking cone up my ass and pour hot coffee down it so it goes into my bleeding anus. I have another fantasy that involves some role playing. Dustin would pretend that I kidnapped him and chained him up in the basement, only feeding him once a week, but I don't feed him food. I feed him my feces. I would put it on a plate and slide it near him. He would scurry out pick up the doo doo and gobble it down like a good Dustin. He would also be down there living in his own waste. His jew fro would become all matted because he couldn't bath, and I would rape him daily. I would call him my little cum bucket. I would shoot my load deep inside him, so his ass would smell like a mix of my old dried jizz and his dirty shit stained ass. The thought of this makes me so hard that I could shove my dick inside a watermelon and pierce it. Does anyone else have these thoughts of Dustin? I think I love him.

My queer love for Dustin will never die!

Dustin may not pay attention to his huge queer fanbase, but that's ok, I'll still have romantic fantasies about him. I once had a fantasy that I ate a lot of Taco Bell and had diarrhea. I spray Dustin's face with my watery chocolate. He licked it off his beard and told me he wanted more. I couldn't spray out anymore, so instead I wiped my ass on his jew fro. He was immediatly turned on because his little penis got erect. I began to goggle it all up and swallow his jew spew. Than I woke up to find it had all been a dream. Those people from SBTBNow think that Dustin's queer fans are crazy and that they should just disapear. They think because we want to have gay sex with Dustin, we are crazy. They can think all they want because tonight I'm putting on my Screech outfit and going to my favote bar, The Man Hole, to find me an orgy of men to rape my ass outside by the dumpsters, just like Dustin would do if he could find a drunken bunch of homeless guys.

Is Dustin you know, gay?

While the great actor that is Dustin Diamond is highly fantasized of in the gay community, it is still unclear if he is in fact gay. Rumours have been abound about him demanding bums from West Hollywood the be waiting for him in his dressing room during filming of Saved By the Bell. The bums have never spoken out, but will say they did in fact go to the set of Saved By the Bell and were fed, but what ever else happened is still rumour. Dennis Haskins (Mr. Belding) once let it slip that he joined Dustin in the room during these encounters. Dustin also laces all his comedy routine about homosexuality, which many feel is his way of slowly coming out. His former band Salty the Pocketknife, also used to play a lot of gay clubs and had a huge gay following. The drummer of the band Evan Stone was also rumoured to have had an intense sexual relationship with Dustin, which led to the demise of the band and left Evan a broken angry man who won't talk about what his friendship with Dustin entailed. Many queers often dress up as their beloved icon and engage in group orgies anyplace they can find a dumpster. These dumpster circuits hope that one day there icon will come out (if he is in fact gay) and live his life as the fine gay actor he is. With that being said, I must now go put on Season 3 of Saved by the Bell, grab some lube, my butt plug and pleasure myself while I dream about Screech doing such filthy acts. As a matter of fact all of this typing about Dustin has made me intensely horny.

Dustin is a turd burglar

yes he is, I can see it know - I drop a load and he runs over the swipe it up were he goes to find a hiding place so he can eat his turd in peace. He would finish it and come out and his breath would smell like my waste, he would even have little turds on his facial hair. I would have to slap him and force him to guzzle my spunk, but it would all be worth it. After he would allow me into his chocolate cave of love, were I will unload another load of my duck butter. Damn this is makinf me hot.

Who needs enemas with friends like these!

So I went out to my favoite dumpster site wearing my vintage pair of zubaz I found while touring to promote my book. I was greeted by many queers dressed as Slaters and Zacks, even a Belding came to welcome me back, and by welcoming me back I mean that they took turns packing my shit. It felt so good to be home again, to feel the touch of men that I've felt before. I grew tired of random men entering my chocolate love cave, so it was nice to be among old friends. Someone dressed as Screech came, so I quickly pounched him and squated over him, spraying his face with the wateriest diarrhea ever. He loved it, soon others took turns dropping feces on him. It turned into one giant circle jerk, were everyone shot their seed on the Screech. It was awesome, and my ass hurts too bad to sit anymore, it was a great night.

It's been a while!

I've been away touring to promote my new book "If a man shits in his zubaz and no one is around, will it make a smell?" I've been having a great time meeting and signing autographs. One place that really comes to mind was in West Hollywood at "the Manhole" a popular gay sex club. I was sitting there shaking hands and signing books when a nicely tanned man with a greasy mullet, acid washed jeans and a pink tank top came and shyly handed me his book. I opened it and asked him who I should make it out to, giving a smile. He smiled back and had the cutest dimples I've ever seen. He said his name was Mario. I asked him if he would like to have a drink with me after I got done with the signing. He said he'd come by to pick me up. We went out to the Abbey, another gay hot spot, where we drank a lot and talked for hours. I invited him back to my hotel where we stayed up all night rimming and pounding each others anus' raw. I shot a huge load of spunk in his mullet, which dried hard. We had a great time and he said we could hook up the next time I'm in Hollywood. It's nice to be back in San Fran, tonight I plan to go back to the dumpsters where I used to meet up with other queers so they can properly welcome me back, hopefully they will stretch out my rectum so much that it will look like a wizards sleeve.