Date: Fri, 3 Feb 2012 19:05:03 +0100
From: Suicidal Maniac <suicidal.o.maniac@gmail.com>
Subject: Let me play Part 4

I held him there. Close to me. Tears running down my face. In the
background I heard song. Mirror by Lil Wayne ft. Bruno Mars. It was
appropriate as it matched with a mood in the room. I kissed his forehead,
comforting him. We locked our lips in tight grip fighting hard to feel some
better feelings that were, as we both already knew, to come soon. Relaxed,
we laid back. Trusting each other. It was a perfect moment. But as it
usually goes in life, best moments don't last long. I gotta feeling that I
forgot something. His touch wasn't the one I truly wanted, although it felt
nice to have him there.

All of the sudden, without any previous warning, I heard scream. It seemed
like it came from playground. Then yet another one. Heartbreaking. From
someone unknown.

"AAAAAAAAAAAAARGGGGH!!!"

I almost jumped out of my skin. Instead, I just jumped out of bed, leaving
this stud lying on the bed all alone with his thoughts. I ran to the window
facing the playground as fast as I could, using my Usain Bolt ability to do
it in a record time. They came up to me. Thoughts. Bad memories. I'd left
someone there.

I'd left my boy, still tied up at his wrists placed above his head, his
public toy still pushed through the hole in metal fence, his ass cheeks
still visible to everyone, his hole spread wide open with the help of some
other boy, his school buddy. He was standing behind him, using this
situation for his own pleasure. That bully boy was a 13yo fucker with
bieber style longish brown hair. He was shirtless, but that wasn't
something unusual to see, as many boys play football that way to keep sweat
off their shirts.

He went all the way in my boy, thus that screams I'd heard escaped my boys
lips. My boys' school buddy was merciless. All the way in, all the way out.
And I couldn't help my lil boy. I couldn't reach for him to ease the pain
he was feeling. He stuttered under bully's dick, dick that pounded his
virgin boy hole. He was torturing my boy. I had to stop it!

I ran to the doors, tried to open them, but they wouldn't open. In the
panic state I was, I just forgot I had locked them, for some other reasons.
I desperately searched for the key, making a huge mess in my room. I looked
at every tiny corner of it, but I haven't found it. Boy outside screamed
helplessly. But it wasn't my boy this time. Guess that fucking bully just
squirted his ugly cum in my boy. I gave my best to speed up my search.
While looking around, my eyes shifted to bed. What the fuck?! That daddy's
boy moved from sitting to lying on my bed and not just that! He was naked
as the day he was born. He spoke:

"If I take it all off, will you fuck me?"

"But you've already taken all off!", I gave him a shocked reply.

"Oh yeah!", he nodded, beaming, "You know what that means, don't you?"

"What... does that mean?", I played dumb with him, to see what he really
wants from me.

"You have to play with my pussy, feed my lusting tummy with your seed. Will
you rape my pucker by spreading it wide open with your huge thingie,
creating a hole that'll be there forever, your mark on my sexy lil body?"

"Bloody hell, I want that!", I can't let him ask me twice for that, can I?

I took hold of his legs, completely forgetting about my boy being abused
outside on the playground. I put his knees on his shoulders, leaving one
hand to hold his legs in the place, while I moved my other hand over his
inner thighs, tracing my route to his sexy dick, but avoiding it just to
get to his fully exposed bum hole. His boy pussy was enough of the proof
that boys really are something amazing. It was just that perfect, that I
was afraid of plowing it, although I already knew back then that he wasn't
virgin. I used spit on my index finger to run over his pussy, making him
shiver in excitement. He was as hell ready for the real action, but I still
wanted to see him reacting to me finger fucking his beautiful pucker.

I pushed one finger inside, it slipped in easily, minimum contraction, soon
felt him relax so I got in the second one, still not moving my fingers "in
and out". I shoved in the third finger in his boy pussy. He screamed this
time, yelling at me that I was going too fast and that it hurts him as
hell. Guess he wasn't that ready after all. At least not for my monster
toy...

Sad for him, but I didn't care any more about his wishes. He'd let himself
go under my embrace. Now, he had to take the consequences. After all, I
didn't want him to become an irresponsible adult. This gonna be my lesson
for him.

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I hope I'm on good way with teaching him a lesson. Tell me your opinion on
my teaching skills. Also, it would be lovely if you include some of the
thoughts you had while reading and after you read this part of my story.
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