The Lost Soul (slash)
So this is a slash for my super cool friend PLASTICINE
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Another bright new day, new beginning .... for someone not for me. Maybe some people in the other city, state or continent are starting their lives, happy about the new day. Not for me, for the 16 years old boy.... boy? really? who knows? Does it mean that when you have a penis that you are a boy? I had to laugh about it. My brother once saw me with the make up, I told him that it was fun but honestly it wasn't just a fun, I wanted to know how it is to be a girl. Or once I stole the razor and shaved my legs, it took me an hour but my skin was so soft it was hypnotic maybe it was the time when I noticed that I'm different than others. I have always been strange. Too small, too quiet, too pale...... my brother the football player has been always the most popular guy in my school and I have felt like a shadow. My mother the closed introvert person who cares only about herself and her money, her image knows just one thing .... how to be such a bitch around everyone. My father.... well we don't have any problems, maybe that's because he is always on the road..
I sit on my bad and smiled because of the memory of yesterday. Me and Michael , hmm Michael this guy has potential. He sucks as a god. I forgot to say that Michael my new friend is a best friend of my brother, he is football player, I love these stupid boys, they fuck the best. It's so sweet how they pretend that they are strong manly men and then they fuck everything around them girls or boys. So we enjoyed our little moment together. He came to me, his friend told him that I can help him with his little problem, I just smiled, I knew what he meant and his sweetness was just so innocent. He slowly took off his pants, he was shaking because of the desire because he didn't know what to expect, It was so funny drama to me. Little boy, even if he was older than me, bigger and looked better than me he looked at me with respect, with fear. like I was the god. I touched him, just the end of my fingers and he trembled I could feel how he his passion is growing with my every single touch. his breathing became faster and you could hear his heart beating. When I started to move my fingers ups and down his erection made him almost explode I gave him a rest and then kneeled down and started to suck his dick. As slowly as I could and then I started to do it harder and faster his moaning was too load that I had to tell him to shut up. I had to laugh about this memory, how funny some people are, how funny is this world full of pretending? I would like to go to the kitchen and tell my mother that I fucked a guy, I liked to come to my brother's and said that his best friend is a gay, I would like to be that honest and tell my girlfriend that I cheated on her. But I can't, I have to live in lies which kill me. How can you? How much can you take it all? Shit I don't have a cigarette, I need to go and buy them from Richey, the only man in this shitty city who sells you a cigarette even if you are not adult. i went to the kitchen, had a nice breakfast, so typical for Britain. Ham and eggs like our mother can't even cook anything different, my brother told us how good is his school team, how interesting! we are all dying to hear it Chuck! Chuck? really? the name is so stupid that you can't expect anything interesting from the guy named Chuck even if he is your brother. I can't say that I don't like him, of course he is my brother and even if we argue I love him but we are just too different to fit in each other's world. i wish I could change it. I wish we could find the same way.
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I will continue if you liked it :)
hope you enjoy
leave me a com guys
thanks so much :)
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Another bright new day, new beginning .... for someone not for me. Maybe some people in the other city, state or continent are starting their lives, happy about the new day. Not for me, for the 16 years old boy.... boy? really? who knows? Does it mean that when you have a penis that you are a boy? I had to laugh about it. My brother once saw me with the make up, I told him that it was fun but honestly it wasn't just a fun, I wanted to know how it is to be a girl. Or once I stole the razor and shaved my legs, it took me an hour but my skin was so soft it was hypnotic maybe it was the time when I noticed that I'm different than others. I have always been strange. Too small, too quiet, too pale...... my brother the football player has been always the most popular guy in my school and I have felt like a shadow. My mother the closed introvert person who cares only about herself and her money, her image knows just one thing .... how to be such a bitch around everyone. My father.... well we don't have any problems, maybe that's because he is always on the road..
I sit on my bad and smiled because of the memory of yesterday. Me and Michael , hmm Michael this guy has potential. He sucks as a god. I forgot to say that Michael my new friend is a best friend of my brother, he is football player, I love these stupid boys, they fuck the best. It's so sweet how they pretend that they are strong manly men and then they fuck everything around them girls or boys. So we enjoyed our little moment together. He came to me, his friend told him that I can help him with his little problem, I just smiled, I knew what he meant and his sweetness was just so innocent. He slowly took off his pants, he was shaking because of the desire because he didn't know what to expect, It was so funny drama to me. Little boy, even if he was older than me, bigger and looked better than me he looked at me with respect, with fear. like I was the god. I touched him, just the end of my fingers and he trembled I could feel how he his passion is growing with my every single touch. his breathing became faster and you could hear his heart beating. When I started to move my fingers ups and down his erection made him almost explode I gave him a rest and then kneeled down and started to suck his dick. As slowly as I could and then I started to do it harder and faster his moaning was too load that I had to tell him to shut up. I had to laugh about this memory, how funny some people are, how funny is this world full of pretending? I would like to go to the kitchen and tell my mother that I fucked a guy, I liked to come to my brother's and said that his best friend is a gay, I would like to be that honest and tell my girlfriend that I cheated on her. But I can't, I have to live in lies which kill me. How can you? How much can you take it all? Shit I don't have a cigarette, I need to go and buy them from Richey, the only man in this shitty city who sells you a cigarette even if you are not adult. i went to the kitchen, had a nice breakfast, so typical for Britain. Ham and eggs like our mother can't even cook anything different, my brother told us how good is his school team, how interesting! we are all dying to hear it Chuck! Chuck? really? the name is so stupid that you can't expect anything interesting from the guy named Chuck even if he is your brother. I can't say that I don't like him, of course he is my brother and even if we argue I love him but we are just too different to fit in each other's world. i wish I could change it. I wish we could find the same way.
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I will continue if you liked it :)