1 Name: Pixel : 2007-04-17 17:41 [Del]
wrote this during a free period today in school. hope you guys enjoy!
Father's Birthday
Langcaster Avery had a very strenuous relationship with his father. He would constantly be at the receiving end of his unnecessarily degrading criticisms and comparasins to his overachieving brother, Kruger. Late into August, Langcaster realized that his father's birthday was only weeks away. After much careful consideration, he decided that on the day of the party, he would pay his dad back for all the wrong he had done him.
So the day of his father's birthday, he convinced his mother that he would be preparing the traditional carrot cake with chocolate icing by himself. And he did, making sure that each individual detail was perfect. It was the most perfect cake he had ever laid eyes on. Moreso than even his mother's masterful creations of years past. He made the final touches and covered the cake with aluminum foil, taking extra care not to damage the elaborate designs in the icing.
At precisely 8:30PM that evening, the entire family gathered around the kitchen table and sung happy birthday to the now 45 year old Mr. Avery. Langcaster was quick to fetch the cake and present it to his father, who immediately scowled at his son's confectionary creation. "That's just what I need," he growled, suppressing a tobacco-induced cough, "My son getting involved in fairy-boy garbage like baking cakes. Great. Well let's see it you disgusting little sodomite shit." Langcaster just smiled dryly and said, "Alright dad. Here's your cake. I love you very much."
He pulled the aluminum foil from the cake and Mr. Avery's jaw dropped. The cake's icing projected a photorealistic depiction of Langcaster receiving anal penetration from a large black bear. "SURPRISE DAD I'M GAY AND I'M INTO BEASTIALITY" was written in large, rainbow-gradient letters across the top of the cake. "You sick fuck!" Kruger yelled, shielding their now hysterical and weeping mother from the baked good's disturbing imagery. "How about you shut up fat boy before I rape you with a knife," Langcaster calmly threatened. Kruger immediately closed his mouth, but began to shake uncontrollably. As horrifying as it was to admit, his brother meant business, and he was no one to interfere.
Langcaster then dropped his pants and whipped his fully-erect penis into his dad's face. He pulled a match from his pocket and shoved it into his urethra so only the head of the match remained visible. He winced as the match splintered inside of him, but he pushed the pain to the back of his mind. "Here's to you, you sadistic son of a bitch," he growled through cleched teeth, as he produced a zippo and lit the match.
It appeared for a few seconds that he was going to light the candles on the cake, but he proceeded to defy his familial onlookers' expectations and proceeded to wildly stab at the cake with his rock-hard phallus. After the celebratory treat had been sufficiently desecrated, he leapt atop the table and shimmied seductively for his big finish. He began to wildly stimulate his hardness, working his spindly fingers in ways that defied explanation. At the verge of climax, dropped to his knees and screamed "HAPPY BIRTHDAY DAD. I'M SORRY I'M SUCH A FAILURE." He then erupted at full force, spewing his seed across the table, onto his father's face and into his gaping mouth.
Mr. Rupert Avery suffered cardiac arrest seconds later. He was pronounced dead on the way to the hospital.
