I got bored two years ago and left for weeks meeting friends and fucking hard.
I left my PC unprotected. My dad broke into my room and checked all the dead dudes on my PC and watched autopsy vids, beheadings and all the other sick stuff mainly from South America.
He later told me he nearly puked first time he saw a real beheaded dude.
"You are a gay necro!" he said.
"Fuck off" I replied.
He then went to tell my mom.
"God almighty," she said. "This can't be real."
He kept teasing me for weeks, trying to break me but I am unbreakable.
He said, "I am going to the police" and stuff like that but eventually he gave up.
My dad loves me and my sister, and I help my parents a lot around the villa.
We often go to restaurants together and barbecue in the garden.
I had a happy relaxed childhood, we went to the sea every summer and toured towns and cities by car.
We also often visited relatives at the Danube river where my cousin Bobby lived.
We swam together in the Danube, I would never forget that.
The river was cold with strong current, it was in April.
We went despite being totally banned from getting anywhere near the river by parents.
Bobby was either killed or killed himself in Sofia in the summer of 2008.
He was a tall handsome gorgeous dude, like some of the models I post in the alive section.
His mother moved to Spain and his father began drinking and didn't care about Bobby.
Bobby spent weeks naked in a morgue fridge, police couldn't get his parents to identify him.
My mother didn't want to talk from shock and my granny said, "What a gorgeous young man, what a gorgeous young man".
I got so horny I jacked.
I feel horribly sad for Bobby, I heard about his death on the radio.
He was involved in drug dealing. If I knew what he was up to I would absolutely have done my best to save him.
He was very strong even as a kid, stronger than me and very out-going.
I fancied him, I was barely twelve years old back then.