As he started to stagger backwards, I grabbed him and kneed him repeatedly to the stomach and face before I pushed him down and started to hammer fist... his face. As he tried to struggle, I ended up putting him in an armbar close to pulling his bone out the socket.“RAY! STOP! HE’S drunk!”“I don’t give a fuck if this hoe ass motha fucka was a high priest and drunk off Jesus juice, you better tell him to fall the fuck back.” I pulled my knife that I kept on me and put it close to his throat.“Fuck. I could see the swell of your breasts heaving, which turned me on even more. Your hand began to trace the outline of my cock through my shorts, caressing it, making it even harder. Drops of pre cum began to come out as you continued to rub my cock, making wet sticky spots on my shorts.I slid my head down to your chest, licking each inch, and kissed your breasts around your bra. You thrust your chest forward as I did so. I reached behind, and unhooked your bra, revealing your breasts in all of. 'He' worked just fine for me. It was pleasant to think of myself as, once again, a 'he.'The hands ceased to touch me, and the quiet was broken by the sound of other voices. "The fever is breaking. We need to keep cooling him. Don't stop, no matter what, until I tell you."A third voice joined the catalog I was making in my head. "Doctor, did anyone else survive?"Uh-Ohhh..."As far as I know, he is the only one. The orphanage is a total loss, and the gas line explosion killed everyone but this. At that time, I started to feel a tingling sweet sensation and my penis got hard on. It is small at that age.He asked me how does it feel.I said well.Then, people started coming and the fun for the day was over.Next day morning, he saw me and said to me to wait for him in evening.He asked me to come over with him to feel like it behind bus stand.Since the area behind bus stand was full of thorn & bushes, men use it as a bathroom.He took me beyond the bushes where a small pond was present.He.