My Bloody Valentine

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Warning : Straight, Nullification, cannibalism.

It started off when I was quite young, my mother hated my father with a vengeance after finding out he was fucking around and always swore revenge.

I was pretty happy with my father, he would always lark around and I enjoyed his company, but hated my little brother who at 6 and a year younger than me really pissed me off, I think mum felt the same too due to my fathers misdemeanours and tainted all men with the same brush.

On my 8th birthday I walked into the bathroom and nearly bumped into my father, just managing in time to step back as he was making funny noises and scaring me. I realised with fascination that he was playing with his sausage, I only knew that he had one as I’d seen my brothers when mum dried him and threatened to cut his little sausage off for our tea one day.

I watched with surprise as father pulled and made more noises, then he suddenly sounded out of breath and I could see from where I was a stream of fluid shoot out of his sausage, I was fascinated, maybe that was where the dip came from that mum used to give me when I dipped sausage during some mealtimes, now I was very fascinated and decided that I would make my very own sausage with dip for tea and surprise my mum before she came back from work.

I decided to seek out my little brother, very easy it was too as he was in his bedroom as normal playing with his crappy toys, he told me to piss off so I kicked him in between the legs, he fell and I jumped on top of him telling him to keep quiet. I soon had him undressed and was a bit disappointed by the size after seeing dads but then thought of them little cocktail sausages at Christmas and how tasty they were. I put the sharp knife next to me and started pulling my brothers little pudding, it surprised me because his little thing grew, but not as much as my dads, still it looked bigger and more appetising. I told him I just wanted some of his dip and played for what must of seemed hours but couldn’t get any out, getting fed up I took the knife pulled his sausage up in order to get more meat and sliced it off covering myself in blood in the process and ran to the kitchen to prepare my cocktail sausage.

Mum had warned me about the frying pan and how I shouldn’t use it so I put on the grill, washed the blood off his sausage and then dried and placed it under the grill until it was a lovely golden brown. Just as the aroma and look of my special sausage was starting to become too much my mum walked in and looked horrified when she saw what I was cooking, I thought she was about to kill me but then a look came over her face and she gave me a big hug and told me to eat up, asking for a little bit of a taste herself, it was delicious and I knew I was hooked to fresh rather than packet sausage from then on, mum never corrected me just told me that cocks, they weren’t actually sausages, were obviously only good for three things, fucking, sucking and eating. I was confused at that age as I’d never fucked and didn’t know what it was and had never thought of sucking one, but would do the next time.

When dad came in mum hid me in the cupboard and told me to watch her fuck and suck him in order to see what it was all about so I would know next time, she also promised that there would be dip with this one. I never knew what an orgasm was at that age, but think I came close as I watched her work on him, she fucked his brains out and then sucked his big fat cock with gusto, as his dip cream flew out she moved his cock away from her mouth and sliced it off, then surprised me by slicing off his balls too. At last she had her revenge.

We enjoyed our second sausage of the day immensely, especially with the added dip and the balls were better than any of the meatballs you can buy, it was certainly more filling and tastier than my brothers. My mum told me not to worry and sold their carcasses to some women she’d met at a femcan club and we were both invited to the meal, which added another angle to my cuisine, I was presented with a huge cock sausage all to myself as the youngest femcan member and savoured it completely.

Why is this story called my bloody valentine you may wonder…… well I have just lost my virginity at he age of sixteen to the boy still asleep in bed on the other side of the room, I can imagine the look of delight in a moment when I move under the covers and start to suck on his ten inch cock, I’m not interested in his dip but will swallow his offerings to make up for the fact that he will never come again, then I am going to cut off his huge member and balls and enjoy a valentines gift like no other, my friends from the femcan club may be interested in the rest of him ………………

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