"We will now open the floor to young Kevin Wilson who has asked to address the committee."
My father once told me that it isn't that you're afraid, but how you handle it that matters. If there was anytime that I was afraid it was certainly now, but I promised my dad that I would do this for not only my sake but for the sake of my community. A local construction company took up the job to destroy Harper's Woods and it was up to me to stop them. I couldn't just let them destroy the wildlife along with out childhood memories along with them. But, nobody else seemed to care and if there was any chance of the woods being saved it would have to be with the next few words that would come out of my mouth.
I stepped up to the microphone and laid eyes on all six of the board memebers seated in front of me. Needless to say I was very intiminated but at least I didn't have to face the entire audience behind me. The entire room was silent and obviously not expecting much from a 12 year old boy but I was going to prove them wrong. I was gonna give them something that would really change their minds, tug on their heartstrings, make them see they were wrong. The only problem was I couldn't open my mouth. Seriously, my mouth was sealed shut!
I looked in the audience and sure enough there was the witch, Mrs. Cleaver. It wasn't my first encounter with her and I should have guessed that the construction company would hire her to stop me. She was moving her hands like a puppetmaster and my limbs moved as if though attached to strings. I tried to overpower her but her gypsy magic was too much for me. I tried to yell out but her deadly gaze closed my mouth shut. I was afraid and when I get afraid I get a hard on. My boner was now portruding out my pants and I tried in vain to resist my hands slowly reaching and grasping my cock.
(In the distance) "Excuse me young man what are you doing?"
I pulled away as hard as I could but that only made it worse. I felt my jizz seeping through my pee hole and I was emersed in a pool of guilty satisfaction. I tried to focus on my mind blowing speech but Mrs. Cleaver tried to make sure that the only blowing I would be doing was blowing my load in front of everyone. Just then shoved my left index finger along with my thumb up my ass.
(In the distance)"Young man this is no way to address the committee! Whose son is this?"
"Kevin! What the fuck are you doing!"
My right hand proceeded to tug on my cock through my jeans as if I beat my shit hard enough I'd win something. And believe me I was smacking my cock hard. The fingers up my ass at least helped end my humiliation quickly as I climaxed and had jizzum seeping slowly down my leg and onto the ground making a small puddle. I was standing in a pool of my own semen, my would-be sons. But Mrs. Cleaver wasn't done yet.
(In the distance) "Court officers remove the child!"
"Kevin you little sex pervert! What the fuck is your problem! The school gymnasium isn't your private bathroom!!"
I marched up to the stage and tugged on the commissioner's pants until the belt broke under the pressure and they fell down. He himself pulled his boxers down and I proceeded to give him a sloppy handjob in front of the entire community.
"Court officers you needn't remove the child. At least not until he be done!"
I don't know why anybody didn't help me. I guess they didn't want to get close to a kid drenched in jizz and a naked 50 year old man getting a handjob. I tugged lamely on his meager cock and all the while crying, yelling out for someone to help me. Then Mrs. Cleaver let go of her hex on my mouth.
"Help! Help me!" I cried out. Tears were going down my face but at the same time I was giving the guy a handjob and my other hand was still up my ass. People were confused as to why I just didn't stop but the guy was satisfied. So satisfied that he blew his load all over the gymnasium floor. I just jizzed myself and jacked off the commissioner in front of the whole school. The dog janitor was employed to clean up after the meeting but noticing the mess he put out his cigarette and walked slowly to the "spill". He proceeded to lap it up until clean.
Mrs. Cleaver finally let go her hold on me and left the meeting. The entire audience was in an uproar. Now in control of my body I ran out of their leaving a trail of jizz behind me and the janitor dog following suit cleaning up after me. I was so embarrassed that I ran up to my room and didn't come out for days. My father didn't know what to say but get me a psychiatrist. It was all the same to me, they wouldn't believe the truth anyway. It's not all a total waste.
This is where you come in 4chan. The commissioner was so pleased with my "work" that he offered to give me another chance to speak at the meeting but I can't risk Mrs. Cleaver coming back there again. Or I could just give the guy a full on blow job and stop the demolition all at once. But I don't like sucking dick! What do i doooooo?!?!?!!