Invisible Warrior/Invisible D1T mast
Watching yourself in the mirror, you begin to caress your loins, your hips, your buttcheeks, your thighs from back to front and then your balls. Your penis is rock hard, the glans begins to glisten with precum that you wipe away with your finger and lick from there. You close your eyes, enjoying that sweet salty taste and begin slowly to rub your erection.
But now you have a better idea. You hurry downstairs to the kitchen and pour some cornflakes in a bowl. Holding it with your left hand you begin to rub your cock again and soon you spray a big load of cum over your breakfast. You add a bit milk and eagerly begin to eat.
How thrilling, you eat your own sperm! Could there be a healthier way to start the day?
You prepare a sandwich for your lunchbox and add a banana to it.
Back to your room now with your flaccid companion you get into some fresh cotton briefs (dark blue), a pair of short black socks and a green shirt. The day will be warm enough for shorts, so your cut off denims will do.
You head downstairs again, slip into your green trainers, grab your school bag and your lunchbox, make sure you have your key and leave the house. The shortest way to school is through the park and when you reach it, you feel a bit exhausted and decide to rest on a bench.
Sitting there, you bow your head and think back to last night. Standing nude at the window, masturbating and then ... did you really get struck by a lightning? Definte not, you are still alive, but what happened?
'I'm hungry' you hear someone say beside you, probably a homeless. 'Can you spare some food?'
'Sure' you say and hand over your lunchbox, your eyes still at your feet.
'Thank you.' that grumbling voice says and you hear the stranger eating your lunch.
'Your welcome.'
You keep thinking about last night, but you can't figure out what happened. You look up, no one is there, the stranger must have left. You grab your empty lunchbox and proceed your way, making slow cause your class is still at the gym hall.
And the you meet the bullies. Kevin, the a-hole (who else?) and his two buttcheeks (as you call his buddies) Pit (a mean latin boy at your age) and Sergej (a dirty russian coward, maybe 12 yo). Kevin is tall for his age (12? 13?) but a little fat and just strong enough to bully the weaker ones together with the two buttcheeks.
And the girl. She has long hair, as long as your sister's hair, but dark brown. She's so pretty, your heart skips a beat when you see her. Wearing a school uniform, she probably visits the private school at the other side of the park. Kevin just gives her a push and she falls to the ground, her grey skirt sliding up, revealing smooth tanned thighs above those white kneesocks and some green cotton panties.
'What now, rich bitch?' Kevin yells at her. 'Does your money protect you?'
'Oh boy' you sigh. 'I wish someone would teach him a lesson.'
'As you wish, master.' a grumbling voice says.
You feel a breeze and suddenly Pit crashes to the ground face down. Sergej gets a punch at his nose and falls on his back. With open mouth you watch Kevin, now floating in the air, his feet one foot above the ground. He struggles with his legs and can't breath as it seems, for his face turns red while he tries to speak (or cry).
Pit comes up on his feet and runs away, followed by Sergej. You boldly walk by and look up to Kevin.
'What now, asshole?' you say. 'Do your two cowards protect you?'
Kevin's eyes nearly burst out of his head, wich nearly turns purple.
'Wanna say something?'
Kevin crushes to the ground and falls on his butt. You notice the the girl has left the scene.
The a-hole gets up and looks around, very confued, but there's no one to see except you.
'You're dead' Kevin says with a rusty voice, but you just hear the sound of a fist crushing into meat and Kevin bends forward falling on his knees and holding his belly. Apparently something (someone?) grabs his throat and lifts him back into the air.
And lets him fall down again, crushing on his back.
His face now shows really fear as he looks up to you and he wets his pants. Now it's time for punishment. You ...