The King of Thrash Justin Poole

I am the King of Thrash, Justin Poole. I write tales of love, life, lust and the occasional gunfight.
I am an explorer in a time with no frontiers
The Great American Thrash
Featuring a band versus band versus audience hot dog eating contest to crown the first ever North American Thrash Heavyweight Hot Dog Eating Champion 

The Great American Thrash

Featuring a band versus band versus audience hot dog eating contest to crown the first ever North American Thrash Heavyweight Hot Dog Eating Champion 

Tropical Storm!
USA Thrash Band Number One

Tropical Storm!

USA Thrash Band Number One

grimmnir:

ctrlgeek:

justinpoole:

ctrlgeek:

justinpoole:

miss-andrea:

dear white girls please stop twerking you are better than this

On behalf of straight dudes.  Don’t stop twerking.  Any of you.

Girls who have self respect don’t twerk.

Girls who have self respect do whatever they want to do.

Yes they do, but those things do not include doing degenerate-like things such as twerking.

justinpoole, not quite. being a man is not about what you ‘can’ do, it is having the restraint and wisdom to know when not to act and when action is required. in similar fashion, a Lady is capable of anything she may wish, however she has a word in her vocabulary ‘propriety’. She knows to be polite and respectful in public when her audience is civil. She also knows, how to excuse herself when she does not wish to cause a scene or when to lay the hammer in private to another woman behaving like a complete dog’s rear end.


When you get a bit older and your balls drop, you may then appreciate what a woman is. As opposed to deluded brain washed teens showing their bodies off to any who wish to view it.

You’re hilariously stupid. 

ctrlgeek:

justinpoole:

miss-andrea:

dear white girls please stop twerking you are better than this

On behalf of straight dudes.  Don’t stop twerking.  Any of you.

Girls who have self respect don’t twerk.

Girls who have self respect do whatever they want to do.

miss-andrea:

dear white girls please stop twerking you are better than this

On behalf of straight dudes.  Don’t stop twerking.  Any of you.

(via ctrlgeek)

The problem with 50 shades of grey

Isn’t so much that it promotes rape culture or the patriarchy or whatever other silly things you may be reading along those lines.

Its not about misrepresenting the bdsm community and giving people a false view of the way those things work.

The actual problem is it is a poorly written pile of shit.  Its entry level throwaway generic garbage.  Nickelback literature.

How the fuck did twilight fan fiction turn into a best selling novel and now a major motion picture?  What the fuck is wrong with you people?

Betrayal and Lust

He led her into the bedroom in the basement by her hand.  Her blindfold added to her excitement.  Surely this would be the best birthday yet.  He had been nothing but romantic and wonderful thus far and she was almost certain she was beginning to fall for him.  She smelled pumpkin spice candles burning in the room, her favorite scent.  She had only mentioned it once or maybe twice in casual conversation, she was definitely beginning to fall for him.  

He asked her if she trusted him.  Without hesitation she told him that she did.  Without warning he pulled her arms roughly behind her back and began to tie them there.  The rope was smooth but he pulled it tight enough that it began to cut into her skin ever so slightly.  Her heart began to race and she felt herself growing aroused.  She hadn’t spoke of any such desires and till now that had only made soft, passionate, but soft love together.  This was a side of him she had yet to see.

He told her to get on her knees.  She did as she was told, her heart beating even faster now.  He reached down to her softly caressing her cheek with the back of his hand.  She turned towards the touch, reaching out with her lips but was met by a hand in her hair yanking her head up towards him.  He rubbed his cock slowly across her lips.  She stretched her neck forward attempting to take him into her mouth and received an open handed slap across the face.  He spoke harshly 

"Not until I tell you."

She nodded her acknowledgement.  

The blood racing through her veins heating her body.  He told her to open her mouth.  He slowly inserted his cock into her mouth and instructed her to suck.

She moaned around his dick as she felt it hot and pulsing against her tongue.  She flicked her tongue lightly across the bottom of his shaft as he urged her on telling her to continue.

She felt his hands on her breasts, roaming roughly across them and pausing to twist her nipples.  She could feel her wetness so strong it was practically dripping from her.  She kept sucking as he let his hands wander all over her body.  Across her chest and over her shoulders.  Down her back and to her ass where he tightly squeezed and slapped her repeatedly.  Each spank meeting with a slight yelp from her lips as she began breathing harder and harder.

He removed his cock from her lips and pulled her to her feet by the bindings round her wrists.  He leaned her over the arm of one of the chairs in the room and after a few more well places slaps to her bare ass he began to once again rub his cock across her lips.  He told her to open wide and as she did he thrust deep into her mouth.  He pulled out slowly only to roughly jam his dick into her mouth once again.  On the third thrust she felt her heart rate jump through the roof as a second cock slammed its way into her pussy just as his went into her mouth.

Her mind began racing from thought to thought mainly of who and what and why but mostly of how miraculous it felt to be pounded from both ends.  With him fucking her mouth she had no way to audibly question and with her arms bound behind her she had no real way to struggle and even if she had the ability she wasnt sure she had the will.

Her mind had just begun to relax enough to truly enjoy the two cocks inside of her when she felt a mouth, a tongue to be precise, deftly massaging her clit.  She began to feel a bit faint but before she could question her morals she felt it coming.  She felt it building from deep inside of her.  She exploded with a tidal wave of an orgasm the likes of which she had never felt.  Shaking so violently the man behind her had to hold on to her hips just to keep himself from being thrown off.

Just as she had begun to regain a bit of her mental faculties her blind fold was removed and she was pulled back to her knees.  She looked up, first at him, he smiled and winked.  Then to the two other men standing over her cocks in hand jacking themselves off in her direction.

She hadn’t even the time to scream in anger or confusion or joy or whatever it was she felt upon seeing the faces of her lover and her two best friends husbands before the three of them covered her in their cum.

Hey Tumblr Followers

streetbitchweirdo:

I’ve been thinking a lot about how special and important all of you are. Its really earth shaking, as if my whole foundation is crumbling beneath me. To think that some random group of dumb assholes could mean so much, as if you’re actually important.

Ha. What a joke.