I'd tried to kill the little bastard with my dick; I'd tried to beat him to death from the inside out.


I'd tried to kill the little bastard with my dick; I'd tried to beat him to death from the inside out. GOD it felt good. I think that was my first really satisfying psycho-fuck. Name: "Chicken Hawk: Chapter 2, The Beginning (part 4a)" We had a *very* white Christmas that year that I was Todd's "big brother", white with garlands of cum. 'Dozer and I were feeling generous, and we let the Schiffman twins have a taste of Todd's ass and mouth in exchange for a quart of whiskey and enough speed for the four of us. I remember Christmas fell on a Wednesday that year, 1968, because Todd's old lady had to work the couple days after Christmas before the weekend, and so we had him all to ourselves for almost eight solid hours, two days in a row.

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