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Paralysed Faggot

... pictures of Michael muscly and topless, his arms around other beautiful topless boys. They were kissing his cheek. He was kissing their cheek. They were grabbing his muscles. Drinks were in all their hands and a shimmering pool was in the background. It looked like a very expensive number of parties Michael was invited to. Tears were streaming down my face. I continued to look at all the pictures. Michael, the boy who destroyed my life, was living the ultimate gay-boy lifestyle. Dancing, kissing and having sex with beautiful young men in the hot summer night. The look on his face, the look on the other boys faces; all full of satisfaction and not a care in the world. They looked like gods partying in Olympus to me. I began to cry looking at pictures. I was such a pathetic worm compared to that existence. I looked and stared into all their happy eyes through the pictures. I jerked and tugged my cock wide eyed, whimpering. I thought I could hear the boys giggling at me through the pictures. I tugged even harder to the thought. "They are laughing at me!" I said shaking as I flogged my limp hand up and down my cock. "There laughing at how pathetic I am!!" "Hahaha! What a freak!" I imagined one 16-year-old beautiful gay-boy in one of Michaels picture say. "Oh my god! He's so ugly!" Another beautiful boy laughed in another picture. "Hahahaha! You cant move! You cant fucking move!" Another pretty boy scorned cruelly at me. "Freak! Freak! Freak!! Freak!!! Freak!!!" I could see them ...

... all yell and point at me from the multiple pictures. In one picture I saw Michael Stunner, athletic and handsome grab one of the boys and passionately kiss him. The image of Michael looked at me from beyond the image he was within and sneered at me, "Look at me. I have sex and partying with all these guys because I'm a winner. Your a loser." My eyed widened like a lunatic, my mouth drooped and my tongue wiggled out of my mouth like a lizard. I squealed as the most strong orgasm overtook my stiff ridged body. "AAAAIIIIIIIIIIIEEEEEE!!!" I yelped. My body shook and shivered like it was boiling. I instantly got a headache from the overpowering sensation. Ever since then , I was inspired to pay young beautiful looking teenagers, whether they were gay or str8 to verbally and mentally abuse me. Nothing in my life since the accident has felt more real and powerful. Now its been four years since then and ten years since I've been paralysed. I'm literally in the same place as I was before. Both in location and my life. I was making no progression. How could I? Tim was the only guy I could depend on. My family doesn't visit me anymore. They say its because I'm too bitter. But I bet its because they can't be bothered to visit their rotting corpse of a son. I was willing to accept my fate now I didn't care anymore. At least I had Tim by my side. Once again it was getting close to the late evening and was toilet and bath time. Tim was going to leave soon. I liked being alone, but Tim was ...