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“Come on, princess, show me that tight, little pussy…”

Ian’s words were muttered and gruff, but a command all the same. Max exhaled on a whine and spread his stocking clad legs apart, revealing his erection and reddened hole. He had fingered himself for an hour before Ian came over, making sure that he was well and prepared.

“Love that sweet fuckin’ cunt, baby,” Ian said as he admired the stretched entrance with a hungry stare.

Max lowered his eyes to himself. He licked the pad of his index finger and began to rub it against his puckered hole, biting his lower lip. He met eyes with Ian coyly, a soft moan escaping his mouth. He knew that he was being a tease. He knew that he would get punished.

This year’s Legend Award goes to Jay Adams—easily one of the most influential, if not the most influential skateboarder ever—who passed away this past August at the age of 53 while on a surf trip to Mexico. In the simplest sense, Jay Adams took what had up until the early ’70s been a clean-cut Jan and Dean–hyped beach hobby performed in sweater vests, and turned skateboarding into a full-blown counterculture dressed in Vans and blue jeans. He was the original bad-boy seed who ultimately transformed the skateboard from a toy on par with the Hula-Hoop into a weapon of self-expression on par with the electric guitar.

“The first skater from the Zephyr team to enter the competition was its youngest and most naturally gifted. Thirteen year old Jay Adams, with his explosive energy and bold moves had opitimized the Dogtown style.”

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