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TREAT
A kid met a stranger
Who offered him a treat
He accepted his offer
And followed him down the street
The stranger turned into an alley
And the kid followed close
The stranger led him to the shadows
Then said, 'You're toast!'
He grabbed the kid by the shoulders
While he kicked and screamed
The stranger covered his mouth
And did what you wouldn't believe
He pulled his pants down
And brought the kid's face to his dick
The kid whined and cried
But the stranger said, 'LICK!'
The kid was hopeless
There was no help in sight
The stranger got off
When the kid gave up the fight
The stranger disappeared
After his will had been done
And every time the kid looks in the mirror
He thinks, 'What did I do wrong?'
You may ask how sick I must be
To come up with such a scene
And I dread to tell you:
That kid was me...
Who offered him a treat
He accepted his offer
And followed him down the street
The stranger turned into an alley
And the kid followed close
The stranger led him to the shadows
Then said, 'You're toast!'
He grabbed the kid by the shoulders
While he kicked and screamed
The stranger covered his mouth
And did what you wouldn't believe
He pulled his pants down
And brought the kid's face to his dick
The kid whined and cried
But the stranger said, 'LICK!'
The kid was hopeless
There was no help in sight
The stranger got off
When the kid gave up the fight
The stranger disappeared
After his will had been done
And every time the kid looks in the mirror
He thinks, 'What did I do wrong?'
You may ask how sick I must be
To come up with such a scene
And I dread to tell you:
That kid was me...
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