Just a boy. It made me feel queasy to think about it, but queasy with a nearly constant hard-on. Just thinking about him telling me to do something or...holding me firmly in his arms while i sobbed like a c***d made me think of more ways to try to please him and to make him proud of me. At home alone, i never wore clothes anymore. i stopped jerking off because it didn’t feel right without his direction. i exercised harder because i wanted him to approve of my body. i wondered if he would want me. The fiery curtains cast bright, flickeringlight--orange, red, and yellow--against the limestone walls. Willowscreamed as the demon?s abominable phallus penetrated her, searing thepink lips of her labia with the burning fluid that seeped from itsbloated, knotted shaft.This image was replaced by another, equally horrible. A short, squat,toad-like monstrosity with a thick, hard cock that branched into twoshafts, was fucking the redheaded witch from behind. Its massive hands--orpaws--grasped. She was raising her arm and pointing down over the head of a skinny kid with a big smile and long blonde hair standing next to her on crutches.‘This is her brother, this is Rick.’ I thought. ‘She didn’t tell me he was on crutches’.I waved again and turned back with my hand over my heart as the National Anthem started playing. I couldn’t get the picture of Rick Carpenter out of my head.“Dalton, Bolden, Cooper you’re the captains for tonight, get out there and represent your team and your school. His hands slowly moving downwards, as he neared her breasts, he started to panic, was this right? Was she enjoying this? Was he allowed to? But all those questions seemed to fade away when she languidly reached her hands behind his neck and pulled him down towards her, her head tilting back and her lips finding his, her tongue forcing its way passed his shocked lips.Strangely enough the kiss gave him the courage to cup her breasts, using the lather on his hands to massage the slick skin, her.