Hallway Boy

Meet The Horny Demon

I'd like to think that I'm attractive. A tall, muscular senior in high school, with all the girls at his feet. Unfortunately, my looks are lacking. I'm embarrassingly short and skinny. I have a pale face with bulging eye sockets, leaving me with nothing but a horrifying, ghostly look. Even my name is embarrassing. Renaldo. How sad is that? I prefer Ren, though nobody has ever thought to call me that.
In elementary school, my unpleasant features and name caused my classmates to be disgusted or uncomfortable. I'm used to it now. Ever since middle school, I have felt compelled to cover my face at all times, whether it be a mask or a ripped T-shirt. Kids being kids, the harassment never ended—it became far worse.
"Faggot!"
"Mole rat!"
"VIRGIN!",
Their sneers linger in my memories every night, even now. I'm the kid that no one has ever seen the face of, nor would they want to. I'm the kid that gets tripped in the halls every day, yet still has to apologize for it. I'm the kid who sits alone every day in an attempt to be left alone, but still gets harassed. I'm the kid who has never seen a woman naked, in person or on screen. I'm the kid that everyone passes in the hallway, and has the inner thought; that kid will never lose his virginity.
I know.
Will I be a virgin forever? Perhaps. Could anyone ever be attracted to a pathetic fag? Most likely not. But deep, deep down, there is a different person in me. A boy- no- a man who knows these things aren't true. A man who will do anything to prove that it's not true. A man who loves the hot pain of his own fingers entering his anus. A man who creates impossible fantastical scenarios of getting destroyed by a massive cock. A man that has been dwelling under Renaldo's skin for years, waiting for a his seemingly permanent erection to explode. This man, a horny demon one could say, has nothing left to lose.
That is, except for his virginity.
It's Sunday night right now. Hopefully I'll happen to die before I am once again forced to go back to hell tomorrow. I doubt it, considering the thousands of times I've hoped for a suicidal outcome and still ended up going to school the next day. I don't care. Right now, this never ending pain won't leave me alone. I don't want to go to school anymore. I don't want to be hit and insulted by every classmate. I can't. I can end this now. I can hurt myself. Maybe if I hurt my self enough, I could be sent to the hospital instead of that horrid classroom. All I need to do is grab the kitchen knife I left under my dresser. I pathetically crawl towards the blade and quickly snatched it from the cold ground. This pain could end so quickly, now that the knife is clutched within my hands once again. The deep scars on the tissue of my left thumb shall be reopened, as the tip of the silver blade presses against my skin.
"Ah!"
My squeaky voice escaped in a quick gasp with the first small incision. I tearfully watched my blood leave me in a rush. It doesn't hurt enough. I need more. Before I know it, the knife is already under my weak, pale skin. Far deeper this time.
"MmMHmm!!"
I couldn't contain myself. It feels so... good! More!
"Ahhhh, Mmmm"
More!
"AAH! OHH YES..."
The feeling of my skin ripping apart under the pressure of the knife is so AMAZING! I can't control myself! My uneven teeth rip the skin on my lips and my toes curled... this is so good! Quick, I need more-
I look down to see my bedsheets bathed in blood. I frown realizing that at this rate, I may actually die, and lord knows I can't die a virgin. "Stop this...", I mumbled under my hot breath.
I need to stop, but it feels so good! I need to satisfy myself some other way—right now! I quickly scramble my way to my secret closet drawer. I don't open this box often, but I need it now if I want to live. Within it is a huge rubber dildo, barely used, only on special occasions. I take off my uncomfortable jean pants, careful to avoid staining them with my ever flowing blood. I sneakily lay on my blood-drenched bed, and spread my weak legs. This dildo hurts like hell every time it enters me, which is not very often, so I take a deep breath. My hands are shaking with excitement, clenching the massive pink dick near my ass. Once it touches my tight hole, I flinched and continued to press it in. There is no fucking way this could fit in my ass. But still, I keep pressing. It finally entered my anus, with only the tip emerged.
"AHHhhAh!"
It hurts! I continue to press the huge dildo into my tight asshole, pushing in all the way in in one breath.
"FUCK! AHhhh...YESSsss..."
My anus feels like it's ripping to shreds while my left hand continues to bleed... IT HURTS LIKE HELL! But it feels so fucking good... I thrust the pink dildo into my ass again, and again, with more force— I want it to hurt more!
"Mmmhm, AAhhh-"
My whole body shivers and clenches in anticipation-
"AHHH"
...
Semen covered my body, as well as sweat and blood. I finally feel better now, thanks to my horny demon.
"I should wrap my hand up.", is the only thought I had the energy to say. I could go to the hospital for my overflowing hand, but I'd immediately be sent to therapy and a new foster home if anyone found out about my self harm. I'd rather keep that to myself. I guess I'll live to see yet another unbearable week of school.