Strangely enough, he finally became so attached to the pain caused by the name that he never changed it, all of his life he had been known as Two Pigs...Fucking.As soon as he reached the minimum age to qualify, he volunteered for the bureaucracy. His grades were so high in school that he was a prized catch for the establishment, and they snapped him up. Two Pigs Fucking went through the training program with the best score ever achieved, just short of perfection. Some of his people skills were. My head was tilted and the procedure repeated on my other ear. I felt theheavy earrings dangling from my ears and brushing my neck. "There, youwill not remove these either. Finally, there are these sandals. You canwear them in the streets, otherwise you will be barefoot."Stand straight and look at me! And wipe those tears! Last, at least forthe moment, you need a new name." She looked at me. "I will call youSelmis."Actually, I was dismissed for the rest of that day. That night my backwas. ComCategory ▶ i****t/TabooPublished: 30-May-14Screen readers & Print: Print This StoryAunt Tina took my cock from her mouth and just looked at it as she pulled the foreskin back and forth over the head just flicking it every now and again.* * * * * * *First can I say I was sixteen and completely innocent I knew about sex but never wanked off or even had a girlfriend or kissed a girl on the lips for that mater, I lived in a small village so meeting girls and finding out about life was a lot. Not caring at all, you slide the suitcases off the bed and the clothes spill onto the floor. Walking backward, you stop at the edge of the bed and I lean in to kiss you. One kiss is all I get before you stop me, lean back, pull your dress up and over your head, throwing it on the floor with meshed into the tangled pile already there. Tan skin and pink undergarments accent the goddess that stands before me, her hands on my arms. I take one last deep breath, trying to convince myself that I am.