Originally posted by Putinbot1
Did you hear about the Victoria Station fight, All these kids met up there and a girl brought a Samurai sword and some kid got stabbed. https://www.standard.co.uk/news/teenagers-armed-with-samurai-sword-and-knives-killed-boy-15-in-victoria-station-6559567.html
Yeah, I remember that. Was truly some Triad street gang level shit there.
Originally posted by Putinbot1
durFly remembers all the times the boys at school beat him up, wedgied him and mocked him for his lisp. He remembers going home and trying on his mother's underwear, tears streaming down his face before mommy made him do the housework. He never stopped being Mommy's "houseboy", butt plug in his arse, he knew his place. But now with Mommy dead, he has fantasies about Putinbot1 and wishes he was Putinbot's houseboy, he imagines himself being taken, thanking Putinbot with his high-pitched lisping voice, he needs to feel like he did with Mommy again. Even his weird, rightist, incel obsession with handguns doesn't make him feel like a man, he knows Putinbot could take him by force, and wishes Putinbot was nearer so he could beg him to, Fly imagines begging Putinbot on his knees, Fly can almost feel his imaginary tears of shame, streaming down his face as he lisps, "Please Putinbot1, please Sir, Mr Putinbot1, fill me like Mommy, please call me "houseboy" and be my Daddy... I need this, I need this more than anything, f-for closure". But Fly knows in his heart Putinbot1 is straight and will say "No!" and as his heart breaks, Fly's imaginary tears become real. Even his tear lubed cry-wank doesn't ease his sense of loss.
Poor Fly.
You forced your Houseboy to type all that up for you...Yeah ibet you did.
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