Perverts 'R' Us

Spear

By rayn_ryder ( m/b, 1st, pedo )

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When I was in Kindergarten - hey, I was only four - I missed my bus to school, so I went to a friend's house across the street. I knew my Mom was looking for me but couldn't yell out to her. I was afraid, but Adam kept his arms around me. He was ten and so much bigger.

We hid in the dog house to start with. I had kept hold of my lunch bag, but Adam had dropped his. Lunch for four and ten year olds was usually at about ten o'clock in the morning. I shared my peanut butter and crackers with him.

I also had a little juice thermos that my Dad had given me. We shared my apple juice and then wondered what would happen.

"Adam!!!!" a big voice boomed! "Adam, where the hell are you, boy?!"

"Missus Griton just called. I know you're here, boy!"

"Adam, what do we do?" I squeaked.

"I know," he said under his breath, "take your pants off, Garet."

"Wha, what?"

"Take your pants off.! I know what my papa likes."

"What do you mean, Adam?"

"Take off your pants!" I was scared and so I did as he told me.

"Now," Adam said, my bare butt out in the wind, "Get up upon your hands and knees, and stick your butt out past the corner." I did as I was told, Adam still holding onto me, protecting me.

"Adam, I'm afraid."

"Don't be. It will all be OK."

"There you are!"

Oh, God, I think I peed.

"I would recognize that little ass anywhere. You're the Krassden kid, aren't you?"

With that, Adam pushed me out into the yard yelling, "Yeah Daddy, he is!"

"Well, Adam, you little spitfire, what is your Momma gonna do with you?"

"I don't know Poppa, but I sure wanna see what you do to Garet!"

"Take yourself on inside. You aren't gonna miss a thing. I think your Momma'll be pleased. So will your sister and uncle."

My heart sank. I knew I was done for.

Once in the house I was completely out of sorts. I was tossed into what I would think to be a parlor. But this was decorated with colors I wouldn't even begin to think about. Weird blues and yellows, an orange-ish that looked liked burnt butter...

And the smells....kinda spicy-sweet, like Mom and Dad's bedroom. It smelled good, like home.

"Oh, nice little boy," I heard a voice from the corner say.

"Yessss, nice little boy with no pants, from another corner."

"And how will that little ass taste?" yet from a third.

Bursting through the door, I heard Adam cry, "HE'S Mine!"

Adam's arms enveloped me. I was safe. Adam wouldn't let anything happen to me. I cowered in his embrace. The love, the safety.

"It is I who have brought him to you,"

I felt his body shift. I felt Adam's body grow.

"It is I who brought this boy, and it is I who will first take him!!!"

That is when I felt Satan's spear take me.....

I have been his forever.....