LOVE HANDLES - a Yaoi harem.

CHAPTER III - Down on That Dick

As I heard footsteps nearing my wooden door, dick limp on my leg as I quickly tried to shove it back into my blue trousers I haven't washed in ages. Ahmed's lucky bottom covers he called them.
As I got dressed as quickly as I could and tried to clean my monitor with my tongue, gotta put it back where it came from. Recycle some call it.

Suddenly I saw the door swing open to my room, the hinges blowing off as I looked in shocked as it was my mother. She grabbed me by the ears as she then took me outside, tripping over the door frame as I smacked the concrete. My balls dragged across the pavement like a paint brush, the rubble tickling me as I couldn't help but enjoy it. However all fun was gone when I looked back and saw my mother throw black bags at me.

"Go find somewhere else to live!" She says as she was about to close the door before opening it again. "Little slut" she says before finally slamming the door in my cute fat face.

I walked a lonely road. A stick at hand as I held a Picnic blanket of my belongings on the end. I waddled down the road as if someone shoved a balloon in my pants as I passed by a shop window, seeing my perky ass I winked and blew myself a kiss before I kept walking. Oh where to live? I have no one.

An idea came to mind

As I walked towards Ahmed's house, knocking on the door as I waited. Seeing the male open the door I rubbed my neck before opening my mouth to speak.

"Ahmed.. I don't know what to tell you-" I gestures towards my belongings in a shameful manner. My shoes making a cum trail as a used condom was stuck underneath it.

"Tyreece. What is all this?" Ahmed says as he looks behind him incase any of his relatives saw him.

I shook my head anxiously "Please Ahmed let me in. I don't have anywhere else to go!" Ahmed was my first love. Surely he can't abandon me when I need him most right??

I had a hopeful glint in my eyes before I watched him just huff and close the door on me. Maybe he was thinking? I waited for ten seconds before it sunk in. He was abandoning me. No no no!! I slammed my fist against his door in a fit of anger however my dangerous fat body made a hole in the door. I watched his neighbours get suspicious of me and walk over to inspect the damage. Out of pure fear, confusion and betrayal i pulled himself together. Grabbing my bearings before running.

The adrenaline in my body made my heart rate go from a 245 to a 21 as I ran as fast as I could. Passing shops, friends, strangers. I dropped all my belongings in the process before I ran into an alleyway to shield myself from the public. I needed to calm down.
I fell to my knees, crying as I hugged my large frame. Apart of me wanted to curse myself while the other regretted everything. I felt empathy for myself. As I realised i haven't had my daily wank, I looked through the bin.. anything to get my mind off him.
As I rummaged through the bin I grabbed what looked to of been a rat, chewing on a sock. This will have to do.

I fucked the rat.

After the session i booted the paralysed rat onto the roof of a building. However as I did this I pulled up my blue shorts, my bum crack poking out. As I did this I heard a voice behind me, confused as I turned around to see who.

The drunkard. He was fair toned with a fringe and eye bags, down turned eyes and a sharp nose. A mole on the side of his cheek as his dirty blonde bush rested on his head. He was smaller, 5'5. The sclera of his eyes red as he looked me up and down before coughing into his elbow.

"You're Tyrone from the field right?" He asked me, his voice wasn't deep but nor was it pitched. He had a more feminine face rather than masculine as he slummed down onto a bin, one leg held towards his chest.