Ass to mouth

This is a tale of a young boy named Brunie. There once was a 12 year old boy named Brunie. Brunie always considered himself mature for his age and always tried to act this way. He would often masturbate and drink alcohol. One day, Brunie was alone in his room, masturbating of course. He was moaning very loud as he was about to reach his steamy climax. All of the sudden, his 15 year old brother Tommy walked into his room. Ahh Fuck! Brunie screamed as he reached for his blanket to cover himself up. Tommy looked away, secretly trying to...

Chapter 2 I see him. My target. My victim. Whatever you want to call it. I’ve been studying him for a week now. I am in the form of a sparrow, flying over his head. He walks into a sandwich shop. I change to my ghost form and follow inside. He is sitting alone, eating a sandwich. I read his thoughts. Work is so boring today I’m so horny Why won’t my wife have sex with me anymore? The perfect target. As he walks home, none of his family is there. He jumps on his bed. The perfect chance. “Joseph.” I...

Expect grammar mistakes, this is not my native tongue X - X - X - X - X Things are quiet in the Beacon Academy, especially in the bedrooms, although in one of them something happens that nobody could ever imagine: The halls are empty, everyone is in the courtyard or walking through the city. If someone walked through one of them, they would be surprised to hear strange and quite suspicious sounds. Now, if someone enters the room where the noise comes from, their jaw would fall to the floor when they saw such an incredible scene. In one of...

Schools out. The bell just rang and everyone was packing their things and leaving the room. I felt a shiver over my neck and I already knew who was staring at me. Kevin was staring at me, again; and he was talking to Jerome, his best friend. The two guys were not only best friends, but they were also neighbors. They live exactly right across each other's house; other than that, the two are also complete opposites. Jerome was athletic, active, and loud; while Kevin was more insanely smart (he's the class valedictorian!) and he's more quiet and subtle, and too...

Last wednesday night we had fun with Steve and his dog, both going home empty of cum as did the rest of the guys we invited along, so when we got a phone call asking us to attend his place again this Saturday night we said yes of course. He told us to invite our guys along as well. We got to Steve's around 6pm, his drive way already full of cars, so stripping of we made our way in, soon things got going, and Joy and I were kept busy sucking and being fucked in ever hole possible, it didn't...

Interview with a rapist. It didn’t start out that way, just sort of happened. I didn’t leave my house thinking I am going to go out and rape the shit out of someone. I was just enjoying the sunshine. You know, just watching the people on the beach, listening to the shrieks of the kids as they ran around on the sand, build castles or buried each other. It was a normal day and I was taking a break from writing. Didn’t I tell you I am writing a book? Oh! Well I am. It is a technical manual about travel...

Living in the projects of Chicago is exactly how it sounds. A nightmare. To make matters worse, my mom’s usually fucked up on whatever drug she can find half the time, doing some unsavory things in order to maintain her fix. We’ve all had to do things we’re not proud of to survive in this hell hole, myself included. Being a small, pale skin, “sissy” white boy in a place like this has made me an easy target. Especially without a dad to protect me, he left a long time ago. It’s bad enough that I’m constantly confused for a girl...