Hi, my name is Paul.
I am just an ordinary guy, with an ordinary job. I live in an ordinary town. Not much going for me really, I like the way I live. I am content. One thing I do get a buzz from is playing with young boys. Ever since I was a child myself, when I was interfered with by this man in the toilets, he played with my cock on a regular basis. I used to meet him Saturday Nights at 8:00pm in the park toilets. What's more, I really enjoyed it.
The story comes from an email that I received, which began:
Helen stopped the car at the nearby gas station for a fill. Her backseat was loaded with groceries, and the passenger seat suffered her son, Eric's bored fidgeting. She hurried to pay the cashier and start the gas pumping. She could have filled up tomorrow, but the station was more convenient on the way home. She hoped the frozen goods wouldn't melt too much.
"That bitch, that bitch, that little fucking bitch!" I kept repeating that phrase over and over again in my mind. I was trying hard not to lose my composure, not to hit my wife in her pretty, confused, disloyal little face. I am not usually a violent man. Oh the potential for it is always there, just beneath the surface, but I know how destructive, how dangerous an SOB I can be; and I don't like myself when I let the asshole out of the bottle.
My wife Karen and I are both in our early thirties. We have been married twelve years and have two pretty and precocious daughters, aged 10 and 8. They are both perky, loaded with energy and curious in nature, especially concerning sex. About two months ago I happened to accidentally catch my wife's younger brother Bill fondling our 10-year-old.
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Warning: This story contains non-consensual sexual acts involving an adult male and a preteen girl. If you don't like it, go away. If you do, then enjoy. Oh, and if you're under 18, go visit Disney.com.
This is a work of fiction. It is meant for entertainment only. The author does not condone sexual relationships of any nature with underage girls or child abuse of any kind.