my name is logan sanders. i am a bisexual mess blessed with a nice home, living off of the inheritences of my dear friends. (rest in piece, sides ;3) I typically have the help perform such tasks for a great knowledgeable one such as I, however, today i have decided to do it my own. Today, i will travel to the convenience store and buy my bi-weekly crofters rasberry jam. My several butlers and maids murmured various forms of protest, yet nonetheless i was able to get past them and travel to walmart. i get in my lamborghini and go to the local walmart, the ride was bumpy, but bumpy in a good way. sometimes i like to swerve into oncoming traffic and turn back at the last second, and i usually travel around twenty miles over the speed limit. typically that would exciete me, but today something was lacking. I felt a hard presence looming on the back of my shoulders, a steely gaze that i couldnt unshake with simple traffic demeanors. Today, will be a day for me to remember.
I arrive back at my mansion from walmart, a slim jar of crofters gripped between my palm and fingers with gusto. my servants give me knowing stares, if not for mere moments. "Stare all you want, peasants. You're just making me harder" I finally arrive at my door, enter, and slam the door without a thought. I quickly and emotionlessly whip my cock out, bang it out on the top of the jar of crofters to loosen it, and unscrew the top. in goes my large, veiny penis, out comes the semen, out comes my cock and up goes my pants. around goes the top of the crofters jar, and yet i feel nothing. For years this has been my ritual, and it has brought me to my nears in meek ecstacy each time, yet this time, there was something in the way. I feel the pressure on my shoulders even more, now. Yet, all i can do is sleep, my dreary eyes draw me to my bed. "What time is it? it's barely the afternoon!" I think to myself, yet i find myself quickly asleep despite that fact.-
I awaken drearily to a loud crashing noise from above me "OHHHH YEAHH" it calls out from behind me. I feel my tight near-virgin asshole being penetrated as my entire body is lifted off the ground by my arms. I'm forced into the wall as I feel a large hand pin my head to it. The cock rams deeper into my ass, bursting through the skin on the other side of my stomach, and piercing the drywall behind. My guts are painting the wall red as I cum and piss and vomit blood everywhere. I turn and see the most horrifyingly sexy thing I have ever witness before. "c-crofters sama" was all i could muster as I see this man behind me. He a well built man, tall, with broad muscles, hard, tack-like shoulders, and thighs powerful enough to pop my head. All eminating from the jar of crofters i had violated earlier that day. This beautiful, omnipotent, cum-filled god smiles at me with golden eyes as it turns me around. I can feel his powerful hands wrap around my neck as he inserts his massive cock into the hole he had pierced my stomach through before. His cock begins squirming on its own, then bursts in a mess of glossy shards. Wow, it seems the crofters wanted to violate me, for once. i feel my life leaving my body as he grips my neck tighter, before a long, perpetual crack rings throughout my head.
