Maratón de entradas. Y faltan dos must-post.
Bueno, la cosa es que me acabo de enterar que alguien hizo en 4chan un fanfic yaoi de el chubby Gabe Newell y un amigo suyo....

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No me copa el yaoi, pero... ¿POR QUÉ DE GABE NEWELL? ¿QUIEREN QUE ME SAQUE EL CEREBRO Y ME LO DESCUARTIZE PARA OLVIDARME DE IMÁGENES ASQUEROSAS?

Obviously, lo voy a colgar acá, es una bizarreada que merece la pena leer:

>Gabe Newell was finishing up his third dinner in the Valve cafeteria. But today his hunger was insatiable. It burned up inside his gut..or wait, it wasn't his gut, he soon realized. Gabe was getting chubby in another place. He bit his lip, tasting some gravy he missed as he looked all over the cafeteria, searching for someone who needed a cheap thrill. He lumbered over to his pal Robin Walker, dragging him quickly into a restroom stall. Gabe's massive girth blocked Robin's exit as he let down his pants. His manhood was there, but it was it was barely visible under his gut. Gabe lifted his stomach, giving Robin full view of his valve. "I really need to let off some steam." Gabe mumbled under hard breaths
>Robin smiled weakly. This situation was entirely new to him, but it aroused him immensely. His pants hit the floor and he turned around, bending over for his boss. "Come on, Gabe. You got the key, now unbox this crate." Robin said, giving his ass a smack. Gabe stopped for a second, confused by the pun. "Oh, like from that hat game." he said, clearly unamused. Hoping it would shut Robin up, Gabe's large hand grips his slender thigh, his manhood doing some scouting in Robin's badwater basin.
> Robin got a huge hard on. The hat under his penis fell off when he saw the full unbridled glory of gabes girth. " put your key into my crate" said Robin as he bent over the toilet seat. Gabe liften his stomach on top of robins ass and began pounding. "Im on a cloud " Gabe yelled as he came in Robins ass. Gabe than bent down and began licking the cum from Robins ass and wondered when he would begin working on Episode 3
>Gabe was sweating bullets. His stomach rested atop Robin's back as they got nasty. "Yes, Gabe! It's no wonder your favorite class is the spy, you're so good at backstabbing!" Gabe rolled his eyes, deriving almost no pleasure from the experience. His sweat was covering everything at this point, the smell was overpowering. Robin's pleasure slowly turned to disgust but there was nothing he could do. He looked down at the toilet bowl right in front of him and could feel the bile rising as Gabe's heat, stench, and prick dominated him.