I took the safety off. There was no point in killing them but at least I could grant mercy to the poor child writhing in agony and terror in front of ...e.Besides, I couldn’t risk him becoming a monster. Shit, the world didn’t need more of them. There were too many already. So I squeezed the trigger and the life went out of those brown, innocent eyes.Later I went to where Johnny was waiting. The kid was practically jumping up and down in joy at my arrival. I motioned for him to quit it but. A lot of the ads ran over and over, and it just started seeming like most of them were insincere, or perhaps a scam of some kind. But I still had the urge.Finally, I decided I would have to call in some expert help. I contacted a former co-worker, whom I knew to be gay, with the intention of asking for his advice on how to find someone that meets my criteria. Tommy (as he'll be called here) didn't meet my criteria, being openly gay (so definitely not straight but curious) and "married" to. .. "Is that a fact? I don't suppose..."He grimaced; I'd called his bluff, and he was a liar, apparently ... I raised an eyebrow. Well, Beth needed to learn that some men were liars...But he reached in his wallet and came forward with a card after all. It wasn't a CAP card -- not like mine, anyway. No, it said 'Armed Forces of the Confederacy' and it identified Jack as Jack LeRoy Harper, with a rank of LT, whatever that is. There was a CAP score there, and it was six point seven as advertized --. Mike would lower his body down to mine and grind deep into me, I was able to get a grip on to his sides as he would fuck me. I tried to hold him down so he could not raise up and ram into my ass but he did anyway. As he would lay down his head would be besides mine and I would gasp in his ear 'pppplllleeeeassse, ddonnn't dddoooo thhiis toooo meee,' but Mike paid me no mind and kept at his work. As much as I wanted him to stop, after nearly three hours of his continuous fucking, Mike had let.