He cared not what was behind the brick, only what was under the heap of rags in the dark far corner. Using his stick to push aside a tatty red and gre...n rug he exposed the dirty face of a young man.‘Perfect.’He hadn’t woken the homeless boy and after checking he was still breathing, and to protect his investment, he stooped and replaced the rug. ‘Don’t want him to get frostbite anywhere.’ The man remained in place for a few moments, imagining what he would do with his gain. A smile creased the. ...I knew she wasn’t finished with me and she took my chin, looked into my eyes and smiled before holding Mr X’s wilting cock in front of me. “you’ve missed a bit” she said and pointed at the large drop of cum hanging from the end of his penis, a penis that glinted with my saliva and his cum. She scooped it with her finger and fed it to me. I licked it from her and licked my lips.“Good little sissy” she said “you’re a natural, you may be rewarded. STAND!”I jumped to my feet, not easy with hands. .I totally forgot to feed my cat! Gotta go bye!” Instead, he said, “You know, I have a foot fetish.”At first I was a bit freaked out. But the next time we hung out, he told me that I was the only person he had told among our group of MFA friends because I seemed accepting. This both flattered and intrigued me; we barely knew each other, but he felt he could tell me this secret. So I asked him more and more questions. He’d had this fetish since before he could remember. When he was a baby he. I had to stop myself, once I swung harder than before smashing the shit out of his cassette tapes. One by one. It seemed to energize me and I lusted for harder strokes until I saw the window shake above the counter-top and felt pieces of plastic lodge in my hair. Put all but the hammer in the shopping bags I had hidden in my trunk. I rolled the bag and contents up tight then shoved them deep into the bottom of the trash can rummaging long to assure all would remain undetected. I wouldn’t have.