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Thread: Hobojacket:: Objectifying the homeless?

I find it funny that people are up in arms about such an attempt when you have people blatantly panhandling claiming homeless all the time. Honestly, I'd rather people get up in arms about that instead since, not to be however, at least where I'm located, the panhandlers are rather rude and obnoxious and in your goddamned face. You have to make sure your windows are rolled up because they'll come to your window and ask you if you even accidentally make eye contact. And this is with small kids in the car....... and what's worse, is a lot of these panhandlers pose as homeless, which is even more shameful. But anyway, I agree. Charity is charity. I don't see what this guy is doing as objectifying really. If you're going to call what he's doing as objectifying then you might as well claim that every charity out there does because you need to do something to advertise what you are doing to call people to your cause you feel passionate about. End of story. I honestly think people just like to bitch about things and that the reason people are even up in arms is because, well, they want a reason to bitch about something. It's sad that whenever people do things that are actually nice for someone there has to be someone out there with a stick up their ass who bitches. But, such is human nature.
Thread: Hobojacket:: Objectifying the homeless?

Wow, people posing as homeless? I've never even heard of that but I don't doubt that it happens, now that you mention it. I mean, I see someone on the streets, I'm not gonna ask for their ID and stuff before giving 'em a handout. It'd be a good con. Yeah, I don't get the objectifying part either, but apparently the guy gave a huge apology and took the site down yesterday because of pressure. As if emphasizing any quality other than the fact that they're homeless and need help is somehow misusing them or taking advantage.
Thread: Hobojacket:: Objectifying the homeless?

I find that horrible that he ended up taking it down merely due to pressure. And I bet you those who placed the pressure on the poor guy are reveling in what they've accomplished. Though sadly, all they've accomplished is a means to shut down something that someone had creatively figured out as a way to help out those in true need. It is beyond sad to me to hear this and those who helped in the shut down should feel badly for what they've done. Yeah, I can be a cold bitch when I want to be my anger here as an example, but the placement of my anger is usually doled out in the 'right' places, if that makes any sense. Or, at least from my own point of view anyway.
Thread: Hobojacket:: Objectifying the homeless?

Meh, at least they're getting coats.
Thread: Came for the wine, stayed for the milk. (Creamy and Count)

Alexander was now in freshman year of college, meaning he had been more than once or twice around the block. What block? Well most blocks at least. He considered himself to be a little bit more experienced than the usual kid of his age, life had just probably prepared him better. In his time at school, he had already become a heavy drinker, smoked weed and had even tried harder drugs such as coke or LSD. At the same time, he had quickly picked up on the sexual training he had failed to make up from high-school. Having been part of a few threesomes as well as one-on-one session with a few friends with benefits he had managed to make bonds with through-out some courses. Being that said, he still did pretty average in classes, meaning he hadn't become a complete crazy party animal, he knew when and where to do those things, though maybe this weekend he would be put up to the ultimate test. He had arrived home as of 30 minutes already. His mother had texted him that she had passed by his aunt's place to pick her up, she would be coming over for the night. Alex hadn't been home since about August, and now that it was thanksgiving, his mother thought that it had been a rather fine time to get a family reunion. Alex was pretty fond of his aunt, he had always found her to be a fun person to be around, much more fun than his strict mother, or so he had always said to tease the two. Now that he was older, and that he was away, his relationship with his mother had changed though. Alex had began to treat his mother, whom was still single, as a women now, as he had learned to do so in college with some classmates. He would be chivalrous, tell her that she had on a cute attire, looked pretty that day, or even, mentioned that she had just had 5 seconds of sexiness. Though he had done this a couple of times during the summer, while at school he had learned to do it much more and in a much more confident way. He saw no harm in continuing the attitude with his mother, he only wanted her to feel young again, and heck, why not add his aunt as well? Alex was a tall young man. He was about 6'03 in height, had a pair of deep blue eyes, and full peach colored skin, and great oak brown hair. He maintained his facial hairs low and trimmed. His smile was wickedly handsome and brilliantly white. His body had kept it's young chiseled aspect ever since he left high-school. Alexander now wore a simple white t-shirt with a stylish v-neck, under a button up sweater and a pair of blue jeans and blue converse sneakers. From the v-neck there could be seen a few lines from a new tattoo he had gotten which he had not told his mother of yet, hoping to keep it a secret while he was here. Right now he was unpacking a few things he had brought home from the dorms, waiting for his mother and aunt to arrive.
Thread: Came for the wine, stayed for the milk. (Creamy and Count)

Morgan was a single mother. Won't say she was struggling on her own now that her only son moved out. She had a nice office job as a manager that seemed to pay her well. So she lived in comfort if not luxury. She loved her son when he was growing up but recently she felt like he wasn't the same boy she knew. She blamed the testosterone and what not. The comments he would make would seem inappropriate at times but she would just laugh and smile it off. She knew that he didnt mean any harm to her. In fact she rather take those compliments from her son than her old co-workers. Oh yea Morgan had hots for younger people. She refused to go out with someone her age or older. Even Alex's dad was 5 years younger. And Alex was sure growing up to be a fine young sexy man. She was driving off to pick up her sister who was 3 years younger and finally decided to have a child. Morgan was jealous of Sarah as her breasts were always bigger but now they were just huge. Morgan was 42DD while Sarah was hitting H. Both were huge but Morgan's skin was softer and milky. Sarah was more of a tanned one. Both had a body of a model mostly from working out and eating healthy. Morgan had dark brown hair that was curly while Sarah was blonde headed. Both were like close friends and never argued. Sarah worked at a bakery with her pure passion to bake sweets. And today she made a batch of sweet cupcakes for her favorite nephew. And a turkey seeing how her sister Morgan wasnt the greatest cook. They arrived at Morgan's house and both sisters walked up to the door. Morgan took her keys and stepped inside. Alex are you home?, Morgan called out noticing his jacket on the couch. Alex is home!!!, Sarah sang while giving the food to her sister and rushed up to his room. Sarah was wearing a black skirt upto her knees and a white button up blouse where he could clearly see the outline of her black bra. Morgan was wearing a red v neck shirt with a nice amount of her cleavage popping up and tight jeans to show off that ass.
Thread: Came for the wine, stayed for the milk. (Creamy and Count)

Alexander could hear the roar of his mother's car come in. It had been some time since he had heard that particular roar. When he was in high school it was the equivalent of a school bell, but at home. Time was up kiddo, stop whatever you were doing! But now it was different, he felt his heart get excited as he could hear Aunt Sarah's cry. A giant smile crept over his face, hearing her run towards his room. He let go of his shirt as she burst through to door, spreading the love right into him. He surely was not expecting to be received with such love, and it felt great! Hey! He yelled back right at her, spreading his arms out for her. He stepped towards her door, trying to catch her zealous body with his. A hug was more than obvious after so much time away. Aunt Sarah! He said to her into her ear, It's so good to see you! His voice had definitely become much deeper in his time away, as all boys that grow up away from home. While they hugged, he couldn't help but feel her soft pillows between them. His hugged aimed to press them against him, trying to feel them as much as possible, completely forgetting that they were this big! Once the hug was over, he pulled back away from her, remembering the fact that he had a cousin. He took her hand softly and took a step back, looking up and down her figure. He rose her hand high, and made the gesture for her to twirl. Wow! He said with a giant smile on his face, After a child you still look amazing! He said landing his eyes on hers, signing his comment with a playful wink. I guess I really have blessed genes. He continued, once he finally let go of her hand. So... He said as he turned back to his shirt, How have you been? How has everything gone here while I was gone? He asked her eager to hear her side of the story, she always had something fun to add.
Thread: Came for the wine, stayed for the milk. (Creamy and Count)

Sarah was glowing with excitement and beauty as she barged right into his room. Alex oh I missed you so much, she said as she jumped into his open arms. Her soft breasts happily pressed up against his hard chest. Squeezing herself against him, she sighed as he whispered softly into her ears. I am so mad at you for not calling as much as you should of!, she suddenly said and stepped out of the hug. He would notice that by hugging her, a bit of her milk leaked out and stained her white shirt. But she was oblivious to that. And her anger was soon forgotten after getting that compliment from him. She giggle and twirled around for him to display her perfect body. Those perfect jugs bouncing and her hard ass just ready to push out of that tight skirt. Well while you were gone i pushed a baby out of my vagina! You should meet the little girl. I had to leave her with her dad today. And oh god that struggle to find me the right bra size after! I mean it was already hard to get one for me but now it is impossible. I had to drive 50 km to find a store. I thought that was funny, she giggled again and took his hand in her own. Lets go downstairs. I made your favorite cupcakes. Remember how much you enjoyed them when you were little?.
Thread: Came for the wine, stayed for the milk. (Creamy and Count)

Alexander was relieved to see that his actions had pushed away her short lived choleric expression. To see her twirl under his hand, his eyes leered over her entire body, shocked by the fact that she had been so tight, so fit, so... hot ? Yeah, his aunt was a total hotty! Especially with her gigantic breast, because boy were they gigantic now. As his eyes fell over her breast, he couldn't help but notice that her bra could be seen right through the white fabric, where a small circle of liquid could be seen. He assumed that it must have been milk, as she began to talk about her own breast. Wow... He said laughing along with her, I'm sure I'd be a happy little boy. He smirked at the end teasingly. Let's! He finally said as she began to pull on him. He threw the shirt on the bed and let his aunt Sarah take him down the stairs. He still couldn't believe, as he followed her, that she continued to be so hot, it was amazing. If she wasn't his aunt, he would sure try and score some points with her, what man in his right mind wouldn't? Cupcakes? He asked as they went down the stairs. Awesome! He exclaimed excitedly, as his mouth began to water, and childhood memories began to flood his mind. These cupcakes were his absolute favorite, he never found anyone in the world that had made cupcake as good as his aunt, her hands were pure gold! Where are they? He asked as the finally reached the first floor. With all the commotion of his aunt, he had completely forgotten about his mother. The thought came knocking to him when he heard that someone was in the kitchen. He let go of Sarah's hand and hurried over to the kitchen, expecting her to be there. Mom!? He yelled out, as his hands grabbed the edge of the doorway, and he leaned on against it, letting his head stick into the kitchen.
Thread: Came for the wine, stayed for the milk. (Creamy and Count)

Sarah watched as he got all excited for her amazing cupcakes, even at his age. She wasnt sure if he really meant it or was just being polite. Morgan was in the kitchen getting dinner ready. She heard her son's voice and watched him walk in. She stopped whatever she was doing to walk upto him and give her son a nice hug. Welcome home dear, she said while advancing towards him with her breasts now in the middle of it all. How have you been?, she asked while hugging him tightly, almost feeling his body with her own. Damn did he grow so well. Sarah was standing in the doorway now and smiled. He came downstairs for my cupcakes not you sis, Sarah laughed. One guy surrounded by two bodies of estrogen. They sure had no idea what tonight was going to lead upto. Should we eat first or catch up over a glass of wine first?', Sarah asked while already pouring herself some red wine.
Thread: Came for the wine, stayed for the milk. (Creamy and Count)

Alexander smiled to see his mother, just as beautiful as always. He pulled her tightly against him, feeling that she too hugged tightly. As her breast pressed against him, he couldn't help but think when was the last time they had hugged like this, perhaps too long. Alexander continued to hug her, until he heard his aunt at the doorway, teasing his mother. He let go, leaving just once hand over his mother's very fit waistline, Oh, stop bickering you two. He said laughing at their child-like attitudes. It was nice to see that his mother and his aunt had still been seeing each other, or at least, that is what it seemed like. Their relationship had always been fluent, which he considered to be a good thing, especially when Alexander had entered the university and had left his mother to fend off all alone. Alexander was caught by the sound of the whine bottle hitting the glass, his mouth had already began to water. Ooooh... He said as he finally let go of his mother, turning towards his aunt. Pour me a glass. He said as he stretched towards the counter, getting another cup, one for him and one for his mother, setting them on the edge. Now... he said, assuming that his aunt Sarah would take care of things, Where are those delicious cupcakes of yours? He asked, looking hungrily around. Not being able to see them, Alex stepped up behind her, to grab a cheek of her ass playfully, saying, Whoops! My bad! They looked just as delicious. He said laughing afterwards, quickly letting go. He then turned to the cupcakes that had been set on top of the dinner table, going to get his own.
Thread: Came for the wine, stayed for the milk. (Creamy and Count)

The two sisters were always at it teasing each other. But they really knew each other quite well. Morgan knew Sarah a lot more then was revealed. And it worried her a little bit the way Sarah reacted around her grown son. Sarah giggled when Alex grabbed hold of her tight firm ass. You naughty boy. The cupcakes are over there, she said with a hint of blush on her face which she was quick to hide. She grab the glass of wine and took a sip while carrying the bottle out of the kitchen. Morgan stared at her son before following Sarah. Your son really has 'grown', Sarah whispered to her sister. Morgan took a seat on the couch with Sarah as they waited for Alex.
Thread: Came for the wine, stayed for the milk. (Creamy and Count)

Alexander found the cupcakes, taking the first one from the right corner. His mouth began to water, a grin crept up his face. Come to papa... He said lowly, as he took the cupcake, opening his mouth. The delicious, fluffy brown surface hit his teeth, colliding and dividing the cupcake. Pressing his lips together, he imagined a pair of hot legs wrapping his head in between her thighs. Who was she? He had no idea why that image shot into his head, but perhaps that's the only way he could describe these cupcakes superbly delicious. Once he gulped, it felt like giving the last kiss before parting, right after being in a motel all night long. Good memories, very good ones. He smirked and turned around as he looked at the cupcake curiously, these things were golden! He entered the living room where his mother and his aunt sat. The cupcake still in his hands, he looked over at his aunt Sarah to say, I think I just had an orgasm. He laughed as he sat right in between the two women. He sat back and looked at each women, with a large smile over his face. So... He said taking a pause, What's new around here? He took a slow glance around the room, everything seemed to be in place, everything was the same. Perhaps he gotten used to the ever-changing ways of college, and this town had grown too small, too boring, too conservative for his needs.
Thread: Came for the wine, stayed for the milk. (Creamy and Count)

Both the women began to laugh at his joke about having an orgasm from eating a delicious cupcake. Morgan would have scolded him for his inappropriate language around them but she decided to let it slide. After all it had been a while since he came home. And he was a grown man with possible desires. Alex you better watch what you say around us. You are the only testosterone dominating guy among a sea of estrogen, Sarah his aunt said in a more of a joking way. Morgan was more of an uptight woman and was too shy to make jokes like those. Nothing really changed around here. Why dont you tell us something about your life in college?, his mother asked while sipping her wine. Sarah giggled and sat up in full attention. She scooted close to him so her warm thighs were rubbing against his. Yeah met any woman? Are you even dating anyone?.
Thread: Came for the wine, stayed for the milk. (Creamy and Count)

His eyes met his mother's for a couple of seconds, he could tell that she wasn't too used to such language, and he himself had gotten a bit more loose, getting used to interacting with people his age all the time. He saw that she stiffened up a bit, while on the other hand, his aunt Sarah was more than happy to continue his little game. On most occasions, during parties, he would meet girls exactly like this, but int he end, he knew that both type of women would be just as wild in bed. Though, this thought couldn't apply here, they were his relatives. It was just something that he was reminded of. Alexander sat back and stretched his arms out, placing each arm behind their necks. He looked back at his mother as she spoke, and was about to reply when all of a sudden his aunt scooted next to him, insisting in knowing the juicy details of his time away. Alexander laughed and replied, I knew we were going to get there eventually, He said searching for some eye contact form his aunt, he knew it was rude to talk and not make eye contact, Well... He said slowly, You know. A little over here, a little over there, He winked and smiled at his mother, Nothing too serious, but I can't say that I'm too available for waiting princesses. He laughed afterwards. He really had gotten a pretty wild sex drive and sex life as of recently. This year yet, he had already been in bed with various class mates, and had been going through wild parties. But he never bragged about it much, nor did he ever enter into too much detail about it. It's been pretty hectic, to say the least. He finally finished. He smirked, and thought that perhaps it wasn't what his mother would like to hear from a serious man, so he tried to divert the topic a bit, I'm sure I'll find my right girl eventually.
Thread: Came for the wine, stayed for the milk. (Creamy and Count)

Morgan was still tensed up as she really felt uncomfortable and at unease. Meanwhile Sarah was just flirting all over with her own nephew. Well you havn't found someone right yet because no one is as good and sexy as me!, Sarah joked and playfully smacked his shoulder. I mean come on...have you met someone with boobs as big as mine?, Sarah continued as she held her two massive melons in her hand and gave them a squeeze. That of course left another wet stain of her milk that became visible through her clothes. Morgan blushed. Sis! You should have really pumped some milk before coming here...., she said. I did! It just fills right up again. Unless....my sweet nephew would be a dear to lighten them up, Sarah teased again. Now it was hard to tell if the wine was getting to her or did she really mean it.
Thread: Came for the wine, stayed for the milk. (Creamy and Count)

Alexander was a bit surprised by his aunts pushy attitude. He laughed, but couldn't help but realize that she had spilled more of her milk over her blouse. The small wet circle grew around where he supposed were her nipples, revealing more of her black bras. His eyes couldn't help but stare at her for a few seconds. He finally snapped back when she turned to him, insisting in continuing their little flirt game. Alex was caught between the wall and the blade, his mother behind him, looking down on them, and his aunt pushing on the playfulness. He really didn't know how to react. Luckily, he had remembered seeing her milk machine somewhere around. Well... He said smiling at Sarach, I'm not a baby anymore. He said to her winking. Alexander stood up, and said, I'll get the machine for you Aunt. He smirked, blushing a little himself. The steps into the kitchen were quick, as his eyes darted around the room for her sucking device. Indeed, he had to admit she had a pair of giant boobs, perhaps the biggest boobs he had seen live, but what did she mean by that comment? Alexander wondered, as he looked around the room, not really getting her. Still, getting to suck on her boobs, there was something that he would only do once on his life. They did seem swollen, but it was wrong, right? Once he finally found the machine, he grabbed it, and slowly walked towards the living room. Well... He said lowly, I have forgotten what milk tastes like. Do you know mom? He tried to ease the comment by making his mom join the conversation.
Thread: Came for the wine, stayed for the milk. (Creamy and Count)

The two sisters looked at each other as Alexander seemed to be rather eager to help with Sarah's milk problem. Sarah didnt think much of it and thought it was rather cute of her nephew to be interested in her breasts. That was her. The attention whore. And she especially loved it when men gave attention to her breasts. She looked down and finally noticed those wet circles that outlines her nipples. As Alexander walked back with the machine, Sarah took it and was ready to get up and do it in private. Well that was what her sister Morgan would want. Morgan looked at her son after he asked a rather strange question. Well dear you really loved milk since you were a baby. I remember how hard it was to breast feed you and try to pull you away, she said with a blush on her face. Sarah was still sitting next to him and started to unbutton the top few buttons of her blouse to show of her black bra. Pathetic excuse for a bra it was as it barely did a good job in containing her milk filled jugs. She set the machine to the side and poked her breasts. You know...i wonder the same. How does my milk taste? Hmmm Alex wanna give it a taste?, she suggested and got a rather cold glare from her sister. Oh sis ease up. He is just curious i can tell.