Mommy's Love Denied VOL 2 (Chapters 4-5) - Sex Stories

Mommy's Love Denied VOL 2 (Chapters 4-5)

... horny boy," Rhyno typed a matter of fact. "It's probably the reason why he was so eager to help with connecting you up. He wanted to be a little gentleman and do you a favour." "Well it didn't start out like that." Mom explained, " I asked his father Brendan first. But Brendan didn't know much about computers either; so he asked his son Ryan to connect me up." "Why didn't you ask YOUR son? Surely he could of connected you up easily being that his generation knows a bit about computers." "My son and I arn't really talking at the moment. He did a cruel horrible thing to me." "What did he do?" Rhyno asked; knowing full well what mom was talking about. "Never mind. Its really embarrassing. Lets just say he spread a horrible ridiculing rumour about me at his school and it broke my heart. He really disrespected me." "What a little shit. I would be kissing your feet and thanking you everyday I was alive if I was your son! Where was his dad during all this? If I were him I would whoop your son's butt and teach him not to disrespect his mother!" "His dad and I divorced and he lives in Europe." "Do you want me to come over?" Rhyno boasted, " I could teach him a lesson. He probably needs some male authority in the household." Just try it Ryan. I glared at the text with evil eyes. It was no mistake that Ryan was a bony little weed compared to me. I had muscles and testosterone enough to destroy all my friends at once if I wanted to. I was known as the school 'tank'. A unstoppable force ...

... of shoulder muscles and biceps that looked overly developed for a boy my age. Many of the boys in my grade complained that I was taking steroids which simply wasn't true. "No that's not necessary Rhyno. I have given Scott a talking to; don't worry about that." The conversation continued with boring banter until it ended with them both saying goodbye to one another. They both promised to keep in touch and remain friends. I logged off the program and shut the computer down. I walked through the hallway to my room; opened my door and landed face down into my bed and pillow to catch up on sleep. BANG! BANG! BANG! The hard rhythmic thumping on my door startled me and made me jump out of my covers naked. "I'M FUCKING COMING IN BOY!" I could hear a rough male voice in his early thirties yell violently through my bedroom door from the hallway. "Really Rhyno!" I could hear my mom squeal, "There is no need; really!" SLAM! The door swung open and bounced into the door-stopper protecting the adjacent wall. There stood a tall muscular man. He looked 36-years-old. He was wearing a blue police uniform with a baton tied behind his waist and a handgun strapped at his side. His face was blurred by the hallway light behind him. I whimpered and crawled frightened and embarrassed back into my bed covers as the man walked closer and closer. His tall frightening presence made me shake and shudder in fear. As he walked closer and closer; his facial features revealed themselves as he leered over me; I ...