Part 2

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Poop's son POV:

It all happened so fast, I miss him, why did he leave me? Why did he have to go to jail? Age....is just a number...



It's been almost a year since his leaving, and everyday, i feel myself die a little inside knowing hes not holding me in his arms. His sweet warmth got me through the days, his voice filling my ears with positive sounds, and his dick making me feel worth something. I don't know how much more i can take, being without his should be a crime. I want him to rub his hands though my shit-stenched hair. I want his lips against mine once more. But that won't happen again



I feel myself cracking down just saying his name. Jean, oh how I love you, but our love had to be forbidden. Stupid fucking laws! I hate this world, I hate it so much! theres only one way to go out with him...



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