Curious White Stuff

Dirty little boy
On a hot summer night ,  
"Would you put your hands down my pants, It will be alright."  
You could have said NO,  
But you gave him a yes,  
As he watched through the torn screen a stripper undress.  
You grabbed his member like a batter at the plate,  
What's this thing he asked "to masturbate?"  
He smiled and said go faster,  
while little curious hands tugged  away,  
"Could a eight year old boy really be gay?"  
I hated you from that time on,  
Dreamed of Murdering you and having my fun.  
That Dirty Little Boy could a said no,  
Glad he didn't ask for a blow.