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Kalgoorlie is an Australian town in the middle of nowhere surrounding by mines, its is the last town you expect much violence/ trouble except from the aborigines who trashed there houses and slept on median strips in town with their cheap cask wine or (obalah woobalh as the Aborigines call it). Kalgoorlie is described by the majority of people as a shit hole and the 40,000 residences mainly are forced to live here for mining. But no one in the shit hole was expecting the serial assaults that were to happen to the local boys' from the two high schools the government one Eastern Goldfields Senior High School (EG) or the Private one John Paul College (JPC). Seeing many of the images on various sites and the stories on this site, the culprit (who I will not name 'cause he is yet to be caught and wishes to stay that way so lets call him Ryan) has developed a fascination for not only castration and the such but the keeping of those boys belongings, the occasional eating of them and the site of the boys when and if they returned to school. Ryan was an EG boy so they were his main target as he could enjoy their return to school. Ryan first realized he was gonna nut someone in year ten stumbling along this site, and reading the stories over and over again, one of his favorites being Anne's Cock where a girl eats a boys dick. Ryan was well behaved at school got high marks every one would never suspect him but even Ryan knew he wouldn't be able to do it. But later that year, after lots of self bondage he got really desperate to do it to some one so he decided he would plan it as to not get caught. Ryan decided that he would need to be able to get his desired victim where he was needed at what time without knowing it was Ryan, as well Ryan needed to get a sort of tranquilizer or something to put the guy to sleep to make it easy. He achieved both by clever thought, His first victim Bryce Foster walked past his house at about 8pm after work. Bryce was the school bully a fucking arsehole to all, he gave the teachers shit as well as the odd belting of students, he also called Ryan small dicked or dickless even though he had never seen it, he also talked about how his dick brought new meaning to the word long distance relationship. So Ryan decided one day after his chemistry class to jar the door open so he could get in later, at bottle some of the Nitrous oxide found in a gas pipe at the back of the room. Ryan that night jumped Bryce and placed the bottle under his nose due to the concentration he passed out instantly. Ryan dragged him away from anywhere his parents may catch him. Ryan grabbed out pocket knife, which was small but fucking sharp and placed it against Bryce's crotch And cut over the top of Bryce's small cock, isn't in amazing that the people who brag about cock size and call other people small are actually the pin dicks. He then cut around the side keeping as tight as possible going all the way to the anus getting every bit a dick and nut he had, his whole Cock and balls lifted the balls them selves where still tucked away fine attached to the severed shaft. This was Ryan's new pride and Joy he would not eat this one it was a keeper. He couldn't wait to see Bryces face when he woke, but Ryan fucked up little did he know the old Chemistry tap was really old and different gas was passed through nowadays even though the label still read Nitrous Oxide, it was deadly Chlorine Gas. Even though Ryan cared nothing for Bryce, he felt bad, de-cocking him was no-prob but murder was another ball game. He threw the corpse in the boot of the car and sped up the alleyways and a few kilometres out of town till he got the an old prospectors shaft from 1895 it wasn't used so he dropped Bryce down the hole and as the hole is 137m deep he new Bryce would never be found. That experience fucked up Ryan as he drove back down the alleys home to avoid cops cause he had no license, he shat himself at the prospect that he may get caught what if some one saw on the street or someone was passing by whilst I was getting rid of the evidence. When I got home I pulled out one of those vacuum suction things that airtight and puts food in a vacuum and placed Bryce's knob in the machine; it was done preserved in time to be played with whenever then re-vacuumed. Ryan got over the guilt quickly when the constant mockery and bashing had ceased well partially, there was no Bryce no more. To be Continueed |