Tickle my pickle, I'm erect and slippery, just how Uncle likes it.

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Tickle my pickle, I’m erect and slippery, just how Uncle likes it.

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Only if you knew the truth behind everything.

It’s been 5 or 6 years since we broke up. I loved you so much, but your parents and relatives were my biggest problem at that time. It reached the point where I had to let you go because I didn’t have the strength to fight for you anymore.

If you only knew the words they threw at me. I was scared, but I also wanted to respect them because they are your family. So I made a plan to let you go and get a girlfriend immediately, hoping that you would move on from me and forget about me. After we broke up, you even created new accounts just to talk and communicate with me, even though I had already blocked you.

I know why you thought I cheated on you. Someone told you that I did, but that’s not true. It’s up to you if you believe me or not.

When I said, “Dalawa jowa ko,” that was the time your parents were sending me messages again, so I had to fake it. I had to pretend, even to my friends and your friends, that I had already moved on.

But I really, really loved you.

I know you’re in a relationship now, and I respect that. But do you remember the two times we met again? I know you felt something too, because I did. I really felt something. My feelings came back.

But I don’t want anyone to get hurt, and I don’t want to interfere with your relationship. As much as I want to be selfish, I also want to be mature about it. So I’ll just let things happen naturally until our paths collide again.

I love you.

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I broke the rules. I was caught mas.turbating to n.ude pics of T’pol from Stark Trek. Mother put a hidden camera in my room and has videos of me with my stiff, rock hard co.ck squirting on T’pols pics. Mother strapped me over the bench and she took the cane to my b.are bottom. My sisters cheered and called for more strokes.

I howled and begged to be a good boy. Mother said that T’pol would like to watch my caning. It would be so humiliating to have T’pol or Jolene Blalock watch me get the cane, squirm and beg.

My sisters watched my b.are bottom turn purple with welts from the cane as my balls dangled down. My c.ock was rock hard and dripping when Mother allowed me to stand up. Mother said she is going to lock my c.ock in a c.hastity cage to keep me from abusing it. I hope she locks it up soon as my c.ock is throbbing and my b.are bottom is throbbing. I won’t be able to sit down.

Mother took away my pics of T’pol so I can’t e.jaculate over her again. That way I’ll be a good boy. The cane, the c.ock cage and no pics of T’pol should help me behave, plus I’m under constant supervision of my sisters. They would love to see me get the cane again and squirm and howl and beg. They find it entertaining.