It was a cold rainy night, I was wearing nothing but a hoodie. My dick was swinging as the wind blows, my legs are sore – but I know I must accomplish my mission. I’m moving towards Raphael’s house, I manage to find the right place. I’m trying to calculate where is his bedroom, and which of the windows is the closest. After a couple of intense hard calculations, I stand completely naked with my hoodie – however, now I am confident where his bedroom is. I am thinking about how am I gonna climb the wall because i’m naked, and I wouldn’t want to scratch my gentle genitilia which I put lotion on before every night when I go to bed, to make it nice for licking. So after a couple moments of fear, and heavy breaths I am finally starting to climb the wall(Still naked btw). It took me about 5 minutes and 3 scratches on my left buttcheek to achieve the window. It’s 3 am and I don’t want Raphael’s family to wake up – so i’m thinking how can I enter his bedroom without breaking the window. I attach my buttcheeks to the window – my sore left cheek touches the window. It’s painful, but for Raphael I will do anything. I squeeze my buttcheeks, the window dislocates. My body turns 180 degrees, I catch the falling glass and enter safely. The first thing I do, is go into the kitchen. I manage to find the refrigerator, I open it and I like what I see. Half empty bottle of Ketchup, I know exactly what I am obligated to accomplish with my recent findings. I put it in my hands and grab my genitilia, I gently start to rub the ketchup on my genitilia, after a couple of minutes and a tiny orgasm I finally find the courage to walk into Raphael’s room. Half naked, and with ketchup all over my manhood. I’m slowly opening the door, trying to not make any noise, slowly creeping closer to Raphael’s bed, I can hear him breathing, I like it.

Coming closer and closer towards Raphael. He’s sleeping like an angel – without any noise. As my dick is just a couple centimeters away from Raphael’s face, it’s starting to grow bigger – after one second, and half a centimeter – it has achieved it’s final form. I put my dick closer and closer to his lips, and it’s almost touching. I don’t want to force Raphael to do anything, but I really wish that he’ll think that my covered-in-ketchup pipe is just a tiny hotdog. His lips come closer to my ding dong, all by themselves, without me doing anything. I’ve almost achieved my goal, Raphael is just about to chop my pee pee, thinking it is just a delicious tiny hot dog covered in ketchup. It feels like eternity, i’m trying to not breathe so I won’t make any noise and scare my Raphael. Finally, my goal is achieved.

Raphael is biting my pp, as i’m struggling to not scream while i’m having this wonderful orgasm. I’m cumming and cumming, I can feel it now. Oh no, he’ll feel my cum. He’ll wake up and think i’m some kind of weirdo. I’m trying so hard to not cum, but it’s way stronger than me. That’s it, i’ve cum. Exactly 1 ml of sweet white nectar, that just has come out of my schlong ablong. I’m staring at Raphael, thinking about what would I tell him if he’d wake up. I’m starting to sweat, as I think the moment he’ll wake up comes closer and closer I can see on his face that he’s about to wake up. My heartbeat is rising, but fortunately I am wrong. He’s not waking up, his beautiful, wonderful head is just rolling around the pillow. I exhale in relief, as quietly as I can. My mission is done, it’s time to go home. I kiss Raphael good night on his lips, feeling my white serum. I watch my angel sleep for a couple more hours when I finally decide it’s time to leave. I slowly close his bedroom’s door, and go to the open window through which I entered. I spot an open lovely looking trash can. I psychologically prepare myself for the jump, knowing that in just a couple of more minutes I will be surrounded by stinking trash, the only thing that relaxes me is thinking about my beautiful angel sleeping. I finally jump head first right into the open trash can. Coming down was much more painful than climbing up – both physically and psychologically, as I know I leave my angel. I manage to crawl out of the trash can.

My penis which was just about a couple of minutes ago smelling like a delicious hot dog is now stinking. As I was going home(still half naked), I thought that I escaped the authorities but little did I know that they have found my basement filled with exactly 43.8, 6-7 years old(mostly hispanic) children . Which they have oddly found as something wrong. They caught me, i’m being cuffed (still half naked btw).

I have been thrown to jail for almost 5 years (i’m white). The only thing that still warms my heart is knowing that the police hasn’t found the other 2 basements. One filled with 51.72 5-6 years old (mostly black) children and the other is filled with 60 adult turkish males ( for when i’m feeling a little naughty) . So that’s the end of the story, gotta go watch my inmate(Weird shaped cock, probably jew) showering.(I hope he drops the soap).