Jin horny now though of this porn movie.

[retardpervert]

Gf break up with bf when she found a rich guy.

Bf went to her house to beg her

He: i really love you alot. I will do anything you ask me to do. Please don't break up with me.

She: you kneel down and beg me and bark like a dog.

She: you see my high heels. You go lick it until its clean

She: now you come drink my urine.

He did everything as told

She: haha. What a useless guy. It proves that i was right to break up with you. How is my urine nice to drink anot. You better get out now if not i call police to arrest you for trespassing

He got angry and beat her up.

She: please don't kill me. Ok we can be together again.

He: just now you very shiok right. Now is my turn to be shiok.

He call his friends down and they gang piak her.

He make her eat his da bian.

He take her high heels to poke her cb until she uplorry.

This movie kym?

[LooksLikeJesus]

Gf break up with bf when she found a rich guy.

Bf went to her house to beg her

He: i really love you alot. I will do anything you ask me to do. Please don't break up with me.

She: you kneel down and beg me and bark like a dog.

She: you see my high heels. You go lick it until its clean

She: now you come drink my urine.

He did everything as told

She: haha. What a useless guy. It proves that i was right to break up with you. How is my urine nice to drink anot. You better get out now if not i call police to arrest you for trespassing

He got angry and beat her up.

She: please don't kill me. Ok we can be together again.

He: just now you very shiok right. Now is my turn to be shiok.

He call his friends down and they gang piak her.

He make her eat his da bian.

He take her high heels to poke her cb until she uplorry.

This movie kym?


?????????????????

[hiongsak]

Jin is horny. Who is Jin?

[lightningpython]

Very good story! A potential oscar winning script! :p

[Depraved]

Gf break up with bf when she found a rich guy.

Bf went to her house to beg her

He: i really love you alot. I will do anything you ask me to do. Please don't break up with me.

She: you kneel down and beg me and bark like a dog.

She: you see my high heels. You go lick it until its clean

She: now you come drink my urine.

He did everything as told

She: haha. What a useless guy. It proves that i was right to break up with you. How is my urine nice to drink anot. You better get out now if not i call police to arrest you for trespassing

He got angry and beat her up.

She: please don't kill me. Ok we can be together again.

He: just now you very shiok right. Now is my turn to be shiok.

He call his friends down and they gang piak her.

He make her eat his da bian.

He take her high heels to poke her cb until she uplorry.

This movie kym?

This guy again with his half baked fantasies about murdering women. Always justifying it by making them seem like huge bitches up front.

[Depraved]

Alright. I have spoken personally with this troll and interviewed everyone involved. Please bros, don't judge him too harshly. He has a condition that makes him post shit like this and he will likely keep doing it.

However I have convinced him to explore the reasons as to why he does this, and he is currently providing me with his true backstory.

As you can see from his "movie script," he's not exactly a talented writer. So I will be taking the bare-bones script of his life and re-tell his story for all to hear.

Though he is using "jin" as "very" in the title as in "jin ho jiak," I thought it would be fitting to refer to him as "Jin" as he relates his story to us.


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Jin's Story (AKA How I became a woman-hating troll on sbf forums).

My name is Jin and I am a loser.

Jin is not my real name of course. I have been shitposting in this forum for ages under many different nickname accounts (currently retardpervert). Most of my content involves women being a bitch towards me and I end up abusing and killing them.

I know what you're thinking. You must think that I have a few screws lose. But please don't judge a book by its professional reviews. Those book reviewers are mostly women anyway.

Please listen to my side of the story and I will tell you how I turned out like this. In short. It's not my fault. It's because of the bad thing that happened.

I remember when I was 18 years old. I was already well on my way to loserville back then. I was single and unremarkable. I was in college, but I was failing pretty much all my subjects. My parents didn't know about it, but they’ll eventually find out at the end of the year when my sub-par results comes out.

I’m not handsome at all and am very insecure about myself. Even back then, in desperate bids for attention, I would troll sammyboyforums and post nonsense to get people riled up just to feel that I’ve accomplished something. But that sense of fulfilment was always temporary.

I was always desperate for sex and wished I had a relationship like all my peers. However I was also extremely insecure about my small dick and lack of stamina. So much so that I easily get aroused by the slightest things and would cum in my pants prematurely. Honest to god, the other day a xiao mei-mei walked past me on the train and farted and I totally creamed my undies right there. My lack of self control was so pronounced that I even moaned out loud when that happened, drawing raised eyebrows and judgmental stares my way.

Naturally, this was just one of many "mishaps" that I blame on women and it shaped my mindset till this day. I mean, what other option do I have? Accept that I am a premature-dick loser? Hahahahaha. Never. It's totally women's fault.

Now perhaps back then, when I was 18 years old, if I had become honest with myself and started to address the source of my problems, which are clearly my own lack of courage and unwillingness to strive and make changes to my bad habits, I wouldn't turn out the way I am now.

However, even when I was 18 years old, I was not honest with myself, so like many tortured souls seeking to distract themselves from responsibility, I would find something that is out of my power to change and blame it as the root of my problems.

So in my case, just like how the current me blames that xiaomeimei that farted on the train and women in general for my angst and obsessive shitposting, the 18-year-old-me blames all my 18-year-old weaknesses on that one incident when I was bullied in secondary school.

So allow me to flashback again in this flashback.

I was 16 years old then. Back then I was still an okay kid. I was good in sports and studies. I got a girlfriend, great peers, stable household family, etc.

I had just become a junior prefect in school, and truth be told, I was rather much too dedicated to the role. I was also somewhat of a teacher’s pet, always running to snitch on others and doing anything to get praises from my teachers. As such, I was a real stickler for the rules.

This might stem from the fact that my parents and a lot of relatives are teachers.

So anyway, there I was, 16 years old with a lawful complex with all the power and authority granted by a single red neck tie, a brand new notepad, and an elite ball-point pen to take down names. What could go wrong?

Well, I’ll tell you what can go wrong. I was patrolling the school grounds one day and I happened upon three 14 year old Indian boys shaking down another 13 year old Indian boy for money behind one of the school buildings.

What do you think I did?

What I did was stepped in with my mighty clickable ball-point pen and my all-powerful single-ruled notepad and demanded the names of the three rule-breakers.

For my troubles, two of the boys gave me a black eye each and the third kicked me in the balls.

To make things worse, after the bullies left, laughing their asses off, the victim whom I tried to help went ahead and stole my wallet before fleeing the scene.

It didn’t stop there. A week later, just as I was ready to put that small setback behind me and move on, I was jumped during my rounds and beaten up by the three Indian hooligans again. This time, they made sure not to leave marks on my face, which meant that my balls got three times the love.

After that, they stole my wallet again.

This continued for about another 2 weeks. By then, the Indian boys had gotten bored and stopped coming after me. But it was too late. I was already a broken man.

I mean, I must be a broken man because of that, because if that wasn’t the case, then all my other failures up to this point just means I suck, period. But I dun suck. So it must be their fault. My logic is impeccable.

So yeah, at 18 years old, I constantly agonize over the bullying that happened 2 years ago and blame all my failures on it.

The bulk of my time is wasted playing computer games and watching hentai and Japanese porn. As a result, I’ve developed into somewhat of a creep. I would stalk girls and try to get upskirt pictures and got pretty good in installing hidden cameras for... ummm... restroom research purposes.

What a guy I am. I often wonder what my parents will think of me if they found out my true nature.

[Depraved]

Anyway, being the 18-year-old mega-creep that I am, I have the uncanny tendency to become easily obsessed with any girl in my life. I have three younger sisters. They are triplets and are 16 years old that year.

Wait! Don’t so fast judge, I am not perving on my sisters! Good god, I haven’t fallen that far...

It is my sister’s friends that I perv on, obviously, gosh!

My sisters, Shirley, Kimberley, and Ashley each have a best friend. They are Fiona, Emilia, and Claire respectively. They are all exceptionally cute girls, beautiful even.

Just like my sisters...

No! I’m not perving on my sisters! Stop it!

Anyway, like most socially stunted mega-creeps, I don’t have the ability for nuance. If a girl is just a teensy bit nice towards me, I immediately start thinking she likes me and then my fantasies take over, and pretty soon, all my mental energy is spent on the angst of “Does she? Doesn’t she?” And that opens the gateway to a host of unhealthy obsessive behavior.

Anyway, what I’m getting at is, my sister Shirley’s best friend, Fiona, once talked to me when she was visiting my home. You see, I was getting up from the living room sofa when my sisters came back from school with their friends. I immediately tried to retreat to my room because I was anti-social that way. In my rush, I actually dropped my phone on the sofa and didn’t notice. As I was heading up the stairs, Fiona called out, “Jin! Is this your phone?”

At that moment, the thought process of a virgin loser kicks in. I start to think, OMG! She knows my name! Does she like me or something?

This type of conclusion-jumping and overreach is typical of virgin losers like me because we are so starved for a relationship. Problem is, our idea of women come from porn, so we often fail to get women in real life.

Anyway, I turn to receive my phone and Fiona walked up to hand it over to me. Like her friends and my sisters, she has a slim, nubile, figure, very fair skin, and was pretty as a summer peach. She smiled at me when she passed my phone to me, which made my armpits sweat and a nervous fart build up in my colon. I became paranoid of her smelling my armpit odor, so I quickly mumbled my thanks and retreated back to my virgin lair.

And just like that, I started crushing hard on Fiona Teh.

Likewise, my sister, Kimberley, has a best friend called Emilia Yeoh. This one is really beautiful. Like a pop-starlet, seriously. Anyway, I started crushing on her because when she brought a gift of mooncakes for my family, she included one for me, with a ribbon and my name written on the packaging and everything. I mean sure, she did the same for all my family members, and also pretty much everyone else she knows. But that’s not what a close-minded virgin fool thinks about. A virgin loser’s worldview is solely wrapped around himself. So of course I totally thought - “OMG, she likes me!”

My third sister Ashley’s best friend is a very lovely girl named Claire Hua. I uh... I crushed on her because when our parents invited her to dinner one day, she and I accidentally seized the same piece of fried chicken with our chopsticks.

Wait! It’s less lame than that!

She let it go and let me have it! That means something right? Right???”

Anyway, that’s how I became obsessed with my sisters’ best friends, to the extent that I installed spycams in my sisters’ room to watch them whenever they come over for study group. I even wired up the living room downstairs because they tend to study there too.

Yeah... like I’m actually gonna face rejection and ask them face to face. I’d rather just watch them from the safety of my room and fantasize.

Okaylah, you got me. I might have a soft spot for my triplet younger sisters as well. What big brother doesn’t? I mean it’s called caring about your family members okay??? It absolutely does not have anything to do with all the anime and hentai that I consume. I’m just errr... concerned about my sisters’ development. That’s all.

And that’s why I got cameras installed in their room’s ensuite bathroom as well. To check on their development. For science!

Anyway, everything was fine and dandy. I was okay with just voyeuring the girls and never challenging my presuppositions about what I think and feel about other people, or facing reality. Everything is great, you hear me? GREAT!

Until my sisters made a new friend. Her name is Priscilla. And she is a BITCH!

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[Depraved]

I pegged Priscilla for a bitch the first time we met when she was invited over by my sisters together with the other girls. Priscilla can be described as the handsome girl type, but also quite ah-lian. She keeps her hair in a short modern bob and was quite petite. She’s attractive I guess... if you like BITCHES!

Anyway, the first time she came over to my house, I was in the living room. My sisters and their friends together with Priscilla came in the front door. I distinctively heard her say, “Ew! Who’s that fat uncle there?”

WTF?! I’m 18 for godsakes!

Well, I was totally prepared to let that slide, since I am a good guy and all. But then this other time, I came down to get a drink and nearly bumped into her coming out of the kitchen restroom. She raised her eyebrow at me as if giving me a look that asked “What the fuck are you doing here?”

I mean, WHAT??? It’s my house!

Then she skipped back to the living room to rejoin the others who are studying, and I distinctively heard her say, “Your brother is so creepy. I think he was trying to peep when I was in the toilet.”

Whaaaaattttttt???

I mean, okay, sure, I have cameras in the kitchen toilet as well, but that was from last year when my parents rented out the downstairs room to a uni girl and the kitchen restroom is where she bathes, but the tenant is gone and I haven’t activated those cameras for months! What the hell? This bitch is trying to ruin my sterling character!

As if that wasn’t enough, I was checking the video feed of my sisters’ room the other day, where all seven girls were hanging out. My surveillance system has mics as well and I was obsessively listening in to their conversations.

Don’t judge me! There are real dramas happening okay! Apparently each girl have boys that they like and they would talk about it. It’s pretty heart wrenching. My idols has interest in other guys! That’s totally not cool! I prefer that the girls match my mental impression of them being pure and innocent maidens who will never grow up and become sullied by the realities of this cruel world.

Anyway, that BITCH Priscilla suddenly went, “You know, when we were coming up the stairs, I heard a noise from your brother’s room. I think he is watching porn leh...”

WTF!? How is it her businesss???

So I am sure you can symphatize with what I have to deal with right? This is a totally unwarranted disruption of my perfect life where I was totally failing in real life but happily jerking it to porn and voyeuring everyone in my house. How dare that BITCH inject her lines of thinking that runs contrary to my worldview into MY video feeds? My ideal tranquil life has been ruined! RUINED I tell ya!!!

I mean sure, it’s all headed off a cliff anyway when I finally get to my A-Levels exams and flunk the whole thing, but god dammit! What right has she???

Feeling angry, lost, alone, and confused, I do what losers like me typically do to cope with stress. I make shitposts on Sammyboyforums where I basically just post absurd suppositions to rile up people. It kinda validates my ebbing existence when people respond in disgust or anger because it makes me feel I am doing something consequential in the world. Because let’s face it. I’m not gonna go out in to the world and actually do something truly consequential like straightening out my life. That would be too hard.

Please don't judge. It’s not my fault remember? Why did that three Indian boys have to stomp my balls two years ago? Why couldn’t they just respect the authority of my prefect’s necktie and notepad? It’s all their fault!

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[Lord of Sex]

you deserved to be zapped:D

[LooksLikeJesus]

I was drinking my homemade BKT moments ago and spitted the soup on my monitor, LMAO! :D Your story writing superseded this bipedal moron. Will up you soon. My suspicion this fellow is associated with the recent rise of the clones. Hints: Xmas and New year themes, Micro penis, ED, PCC and $150 sgd is too expensive for a hooker in SG. Nuts beyond belief.

[Depraved]

So anyway, you get the gist. I fucking hate the bitch Priscilla.

However, Priscilla's harsh words seemed to backfire on her, because it caused my sisters to become more doting towards me out of concern. They would greet me often and try to get me out of my room to engage with the family more. They started insisting I go out to the park on some evenings to join them and get some exercise. They are so sweet and kind.

So fuck you Pris! I bet you didn’t see that coming!

That’s another thing about me. Because I never dare face my problems head on, I will cleverly make up reasons as to how I’m actually winning or overcoming my problems. Clever right? It’s like winning without lifting a finger.

If things doesn’t turn out the way I want, I can always convince myself that I wasn’t interested in the outcome in the first place and thus don’t care enough to win.

Clever right?? No losing scenario! My brain is truly powerful. Hahaha.

As I got older, I just use this powerful mental tool to indulge in my homicidal fantasies by imagining the victims to be bitches in the first place. I am a genius! Truly.

So from that point on, whenever Priscilla would glare or roll her eyes at me, or talk ill behind my back, I would smirk at her and think to myself, "Keep doing that! It will just make my sisters love me more. You fail Pris!!!

With that, I was back in my imaginary safe bubble again.


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A week passed.

It was just another Monday afternoon after college classes. I returned a little later in the afternoon today because, uggghhhh Mondays! Amirite guys?

Okay, okay, I know I don’t work a job and actually didn’t even attend classes. Instead, I wasted my whole morning in Starbucks giving my golden opinions in comment sections on the internet and writing lengthy rants about stuff that doesn’t involve me.

I know that I am doing all of this while sipping on a latte that I can't afford on my allowance, with money I didn’t earn, on a computer I begged my parents to buy for me that has no extra utility for my purpose as a student but costs eight times as much as a perfectly usable second-hand Dell, just because it has a fruit logo on it.

But come on guys, you know what I’m talking about. Mondays. Amirite?

So yeah, I came home later than usual. From the looks of the shoes arranged neatly on a rack at my front door, I deduced that my sisters have returned home from school and they have their friends over again.

I started counting the pairs of shoes to deduce if Pris the bitch was here as well. To my surprise, there were four extra pairs of shoes, not just one.

More friends?

But three of those shoes were bigger...

No way.... boys?

I quickly let myself in. Sure enough, there were a throng of people in the living room. Two foldable tables have been set up and combined and everyone was sitting around the tables in plastic chairs, doing homework. There were three boys there, sitting next to each other on one end of the combined tables.

I couldn’t believe it.

They were the three younger Indian boys that bullied me back in secondary school!

[LooksLikeJesus]

:D:D:D Bumpz!

[1ya1]

Nice work bro Depraved! :)

[Depraved]

Hi bros, Jin the troll here. Thank you for sympathizing with my story. That's all I ever wanted - for people to know what I've been through - and to realize that all the bad things I did is not my fault but rather the fault of the bitches in my life and my tragic past. I'm really the hero here.

Thank you to bro Depraved for putting my life in words so eloquently. I can vouch that it all happened 100% the way he puts it.

Anyway, I shall continue my tale:

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Previously in Jin - Origins:



I started counting the pairs of shoes to deduce if Pris the bitch was here as well. To my surprise, there were four extra pairs of shoes, not just one.

More friends?

But three of those shoes were bigger...

No way.... boys?

I quickly let myself in. Sure enough, there were a throng of people in the living room. Two foldable tables have been set up and combined and everyone was sitting around the tables in plastic chairs, doing homework. There were three boys there, sitting next to each other on one end of the combined tables.

I couldn’t believe it.

They were the three younger Indian boys that bullied me back in secondary school!


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I stared dumbfounded at the boys from my past from the entrance foyer.

Those 14-year-old boys that trashed me silly when I was 16 should themselves be about 16 y.o. by now. So they were the same age as my sisters and their friends. And from how they were chatting warmly and joking around, it would seem that they were awfully familiar with each other. Were they all classmates?!

I heard my mother call out to me from the kitchen. “Jin ah, come here and give me a hand,” she said.

Dumbly, I went to the kitchen. My mother, Elisa, was making snacks. There was a tray of glasses filled with iced apple juice on the counter.

“Dear, help me serve the drinks to our guests,” mum said.

I stared at her in disbelief. My mother wants me to serve drinks to the three boys who whalloped my ass back in secondary school??? How could she?

I mean, sure, she doesn’t know a thing about that. But like most virgin loser trolls, I don’t have the concept of “other people’s perspective.” I only know “my feelings.” And my feelings are pretty much pissed.

“Jin, what’s wrong?” Mum asked.

“How can you ask me to serve those black pieces of shits!” I said.

Mum nearly dropped the plate she was holding. She gaped at me.

We stared in silence at each other for a while.

My mum, Elisa, is a teacher in our school. She is known to be a very cherishing teacher whom the students all love and respect, and she dotes on all of her students.

I just remembered that mum teaches my sisters’ class as well. So she may very well be the teacher of those three Indian boys.

Mum started trembling and she actually looked close to tears. “Jin, go to your room!” She said.

“But...”

“Now Jin!” She said loudly and sternly.

Now my mother was always very gentle and loving. She almost never scolds us kids, preferring instead to sit down and talk with us. This was the first time I that I can remember her raising her voice at me. And it's all because of those three fuckers in the living room.

Since you all now know my story up to this point, you all must think that I am a very strong and brave person to make it this far in life while being haunted by my tragic past. But I am actually very soft inside okay?

Feeling my tears well up, I quickly left the kitchen and raced up the stairs.

The study group must have heard mum scolding me and they watched me run up the stairs.

I heard Priscilla say, “Awkwarrrrrdddd...”

The three Indian boys burst out snickering at her snide comment.

This was too much for me. I quickly retreated to my virgin lair safespace.


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Later that night, mum came to my room and had a stern talk with me about my unacceptable comment during the afternoon. Since she was so serious, and I was really somewhat traumatized by her scolding me earlier, I quickly told my mum that I got into a fight with the three boys years before and that was the reason I was so antagonistic towards them.

Of course I twist the facts a bit la. Just like I twist the narrative in my shitposts to make women seem like bitches in order to make their subsequent fate seem more justified.

So I told mum that I gave as good as I got in the fight. I didn’t want to look like a wimp in front of my beautiful, loving mother who has uplifted and championed me all her life. I also wanted to bring her back to my side and turn her against my arch-nemeses.

Mum looked shocked. “Two years ago?” She asked.

“Yea...” I replied.

“How come this is the first time I heard about it? Were you hurt?” Mum asked.

“No lah. I probably hurt them more. I managed to chase them off and save the other boy.”

“I’m sorry, mummy didn’t know...” Mum said.

“That’s okay. But that’s why I said those things. Those boys are bad people.”

“I see... that’s why...” mum said. “That is unacceptable. I will definitely have a talk with them about it. However! Your language this afternoon is also unacceptable. If there is anything you are unhappy about, talk it out, don’t curse people.”

“Orrrrhhh... I’m sowrrrhyyy....” I said.

Mum nodded, seemingly satisfied. She hugged me and then left my room. After locking the door, I did a little victory dance. Yessss! Mum is gonna scold those bastards. Finally, after these two years, they will pay for their transgressions against me!

I will finally have my vengeance! And oooooh, will it be sweeeeeeet.


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[Depraved]

The next day, I came home to find the full study group in my living room again. Knowing that I have won, I held my head high and stepped into the house. I headed to the kitchen where mum was putting away washed dishes.

“Oh, there you are,” my mother, Elisa, said with a smile. “Go sit at the dining table. We need to talk.”

I wasn't expecting that.

“Errrr.... okay," I said.

I did as she asked. Minutes later, mum brought over the three Indian boys and sat them down in a row across from me.

Up close, the three bastards looked way different from what I remembered. Despite being 2 years younger, they were slightly taller. While not buff, they looked fit enough to easily give me an encore of the brutal orchestra they performed on my crotch in the past. Instinctively, I clamped my legs shut.

However, I can’t help but smile. I’ve been looking forward to this moment for two long years. This is the moment my mum will make my arch-enemies apologize to my face! Finally, they will get their comeuppance.

“I think it is time you boys get acquainted,” mum said as she sat down at the head of the table. “Jin, this is Rudy, Kamal, and Vijay. And boys, this is my son Jin. Now, do you have anything to say?”

“I’m sorry...” Vijay said.

“Yeah, sorry bro,” said Kamal.

“My bad. Sorry for what I did,” said Rudy.

I nearly cream my undies again. Ahhhhhh! Vindication! Oh shit, my armpit sweat is starting...

“Jin,” mum said, turning towards me. “What do you have to say?”

“I forgive you,” I said magnanimously.

Mum cleared her throat, “No, I mean, don’t you want to apologize as well?”

The epic orchestra music playing inside my head was abruptly cut short by the sound of a balloon deflating. “Huh? What?” I said, “Why must I apologize?”

Mum gave me a stern look. “You told me you beat them up and chased them away,” mum said. “I know that you did it to help someone else, but violence is never the answer. If you had stepped up and diffused the situation, things might have ended differently,” she said.

The three Indian boys exchanged looks and raised their eyebrows.

“Ermmm... noooo m-mummy, t-that’s...” I started to stammer.

“Plus you were older and stronger than them,” Mum said, “Just because you are bigger, doesn’t give you the right to start beating up people. Your job as a prefect was to take down their names and report them to the disciplinary committee.”

To my horror, the three Indian boys's look of confusion quickly melted away and they started grinning.

“Yeah, bro. I know what we did was bad,” Rudy said, “But if you hadn’t suddenly just charged at us like that, we wouldn’t have fought. We would rather just run away or surrender.”

“Yeah, totally,” Vijay said, “It was mostly self defense on our part.”

Kamal nodded along. “You really did a number on us bro. We had to endure our bruises for weeks because we don’t have the money to go to a clinic,” he said. "Our family damn poor, bro."

My mum looked horrified. “Is that true?” She turned and asked me.

“Nooooo! T-they attacked me and b-beat me up and left me there. I was the one who had to endure injuries!” I said.

Mum raised her eyebrow and pursed her lips. “But I thought you said you fought them and drove them away?” Mum said, “You told me that you probably hurt them more than they hurt you?”

Fuuuuuuuuccccckkkk! How did they turn this against meeee?

I clawed my fingers through my hair and shifted in my chair uncomfortably. I could definitely smell my armpits now. This is too much! I need to retreat to my safespace!

My mum touched my hand. “Darling, it’s alright. We are here to settle our differences and move forwards. Just apologize and everyone can just turn a new page.”

I looked at the three shitheads across the table. They can barely contain their gleeful smirks.

“Jin!” Mum said, changing her tone. One I recognize as displeasure.

“I-I’m sorry...” I finally apologized to my three bullies. My ears started to burn red and my body trembled with rage and indignation.

“Don’t sweat it bro. We forgive you!” Rudy replied smiling openly now.

They were all smiling openly now.

No... they were sneering.


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[LooksLikeJesus]

I probably expected you will post ard this time, so i woke up earlier than usual 4 sunday. Thankfully yet to drink my homemade BKT. Thanks 4 the hilarious read!


Bumpz!:D

[Depraved]

I probably expected you will post ard this time, so i woke up earlier than usual 4 sunday. Thankfully yet to drink my homemade BKT. Thanks 4 the hilarious read!


Bumpz!:D

Wah, morning drink BKT? :D

[LooksLikeJesus]

Wah, morning drink BKT? :D

Yah, Bak Kut Teh. My fav, very shiok for cold weather. Not bourbon+kola+teh. :D

[Depraved]

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As usual, I retreated to my loser virgin lair and used my amazing logical skills to turn this experience into something more palatable to my worldview.

It still counts as a victory. They still apologized to me, didn’t they?

Ha! Little did they know, my apology was totally insincere and thus didn’t count. So I managed to get them to apologize to me while giving them a fake one in return. I totally tricked them! They are so stupid! I am so smart!

After repeating those thoughts several hundred times and numbing myself with anime porn, I actually felt better.

However for the next few days, whenever those Indian boys came to our house, I totally acted like they didn’t exist in order to protect the integrity of this new slipshod reality that I constructed for myself. This is the reality where I came out the winner in all of this, just like the murderers in all my shitposting.

So to protect the integrity of my more comfortable worldview, I stopped acknowledging the boys. If I see them smile mockingly at me one more time, I would have to face the reality that they’ve one-upped me again.

I know this totally makes me seem like a bone-fide pussy. But I have the power of my impeccable logic remember? I don't see it as being a bitch-ass wimped out pussy. I thought of it as me being brave, not letting my bullies get to me. I am the real hero here.

But of course, good things never last. Of course, the one that would ruin it all for me, is non other than that bitch, Priscilla.

One day, after I came back from college classes, I noticed that the study group was in the living room again. I went to the kitchen first to get a drink of water. Mum didn't seem to be around. She was either out or upstairs.

As I was coming back out of the kitchen, but still relatively out of sight of the study group, I could hear Priscilla talking in the living room.

“Did you see how your brother act like we don’t exist?” Priscilla said, “Why he so snobby one?”

WHATTT DA FUKKK? That bitch is twisting my image again!!!

“Sorry lah,” my sister Kimberley said, “He is probably stressed from college classes.”

Priscilla snorted. “Ceh. What does he have to be stressed about? He doesn’t look like he ever studies. Every time I walk past his room, it sounds like he is playing computer games or watching porn. He totally looks like an ah-bui nerd. You know the type that likes cartoon girls and marries their pillows?” Priscilla said.

God dammit! Bitch! Bitch! Bitch! Fucking Bitch! I know I have one such bodypillow with an anime girl printed on it on my bed right now, but who is she to judge me?! That Bitch!

The three Indian boys snickered, adding to my humiliation. I carefully peeked out at the living room. My sisters all looked extremely embarrassed while their best friends looked uncomfortable.

I decided to march out and head up the stairs. The study group immediately went silent as I passed them.

On my way up the stairs, I use my superior logic to reason to myself that I must be better than them since I can shut them up just by using my presence in their vicinity.

That’s right. I’m so powerful. Hehe, I win again.


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The study group assembled in my living room again the next afternoon.

That's fine with me. Another day, another victory. Today I lingered downstairs a little longer, enjoying the power of my ‘presence’ to make the study group shut up and kuai-kuai study. Hah. Serves them right.

When I finally returned to my virgin lair, I wasted my time abit trolling sbf forums. Then I checked my hidden camera feeds to see what the group in the living room downstairs is up to.

Predictably, they were all still studying.

Wait no.

Two people were missing. After scrutinizing the scene for a few minutes, I deduced with my superior brain that Priscilla and Rudy are not at the table.

They must have went to the toilet then. Damn, my deduction skills are so good. Sometimes I feel that I must be as smart as Sherlock Holmes. If only people will recognize my genius. Haiz.

Wait? Did those two go to the toilet together?

Nah, one of them probably went to the kitchen to drink water.

However, I became tempted by the prospect of seeing that bitch Priscilla in her vulnerable moment.

Hold up! If I can get footage of Pris peeing, I can spread it on the internet. That would totally serve that bitch right!

So I activated the downstairs bathroom cameras to take a quick look.

These cameras I installed around the house nearly cost me a leg and my left nut. That's why I am always broke la. I tell you. These corporations always suck our money to keep us normal good folks down. I mean, what the heck am I suppose to do? NOT buy a high definition spycam with state of the art directional microphones and not voyeur ppl? Cannot right?

I had to beg and lie to my parents just to get enough pocket money to buy these babies (They totally thought I was buying textbooks). I can't believe we normal people have to stoop so low to make ends meet while bitches get thousands by just showing their cleavage on Onlyfans. Life is so unfair. Buhuuhuuu...

The video feeds booted up reliably and I immediately got footage of the kitchen bathroom downstairs. From four different angles no less.

What the fuckkk?!

Turns out Rudy and Pris really did went to the bathroom together. Rudy stood against the bathroom wall with his cargo shorts and boxers down around his ankles. He had his eyes closed and his mouth slightly open.

Pris, that bitch, was on her knees before Rudy, biting her lip sexily as she slowly jacked his black lanjiao.

There are certain moments in life when Truth rears its ugly head and bitch-slap me so hard I would lose my ability to have erections for weeks (though I still cum prematurely at the slightest provocation). Most of the time I overcome this by using my superpower logic to re-think my reality into something I can accept.

Right now the Truth just kneed me in the balls with the realization that while I have lived with a constant inferiority complex about my virginity, kids younger than me were already having the time of their lives surpassing me in sexual experience.

My God, can I still call myself a man? All this while, the only reason I can still show my face to this kids, despite Pris's attempts to sabotage me and the three boys's victory over me with mum, is because I was older than them, and thus, I reasoned that I will always be more knowledgeable than them.

Now, as I watched Pris slowly rubbed her smooth, pale, attractive face on the underside of Rudy's long, hard, black dick, I felt like I totally lost to them. Like I'm a lesser person.

"Oh shit Pris, you're really hot," I could hear Rudy moan.

"Hehe, I always suspected your dicky is a big one," Pris said.

"How you know? You saw other dicks before ah?" Rudy said.

"Got lah. There’s my boyfriend and brother... But my brother still in primary school," Pris replied. "Oh, I also saw that virgin upstairs one..."

"Huh? Who?"

"Jin lah. The triplets's brother ah."

"WTF? How you know he virgin?" Rudy asked.

"Of course he virgin la. Look at him. Where got girl want to touch that. See him also my pussy feel like turned to stone liao."


THAT BIIIIIITTTTCCCCHHHH!!! Fuck, why am I hard?


Rudy chuckled. "Then how you see his dick?"

"There was one time when I came over and the downstairs restroom was occupied, so I went to use the upstairs one. That loser Jin forgot to completely close his door. I managed to spy on him watching a dirty movie and fapping his little kuku bird," Pris explained.

WHAT THE FUCK, THAT AWFUL BITCH! HOW CAN SHE DO THAT?! NO RESPECT FOR PEOPLE'S PRIVACY AT ALL!!!

Meanwhile I zoomed one of the cameras in on them to get a closer look. My dick was so hard that I felt like it would tear a hole in my shorts soon.


"Buahahahaha. How small?" asked Rudy.

"Seriously small," Pris answered with a smirk. Probably one-fourth your one. Scratch that, maybe even one-tenth."

"Hahahahahahaha," Rudy laughed.


Noooooo! I swear to you bros, the bitch is lying. My aircon was on full blast that day, so it was kinda cold you see. These kinds of things cannot take by face value one. Must take into account all the variables like temperature, humidity, the quality of the porn actress…

That's right, it's the porn actress fault. She failed to make ME, her customer, fully erect.

I know I didn't actually buy the movie and actually just streamed it for free on those pirate sites, but still! That fucking bitch actress! Ahhhhh! Why am I surrounded by bitches who are always sabotaging meeee!!!

Pris smiled up at Rudy, pulled back his dark foreskin and then stuck out her little pink tongue. She gave Rudy's cock-tip a lick.

Rudy moaned really loudly.

Oh sorry, that was actually me. I just blew my wad prematurely again.

"Oh wow, you're really so big though," Pris said, "Is Kamal and Vijay this big too?"

"Yeah, pretty much," Rudy replied.

"Wah, all Indian boys so big one ah?"

"Haha, no lah," Rudy said, "Depends on the person lah. Usually proportional, so bigger guys got bigger package. I know Antony and Dominic at school got big cocks too. They both Chinese."

"Oh wow, really?" Pris asked, "I might have to confirm someday."

"Damn, Pris, I've always known you're a bit bitchy, but I didn't know you were such a slut," Rudy said.

"I'm actually very curious one," Pris replied between playful licks.

"W-what about Alvin? I thought you two going out?"

"If you don't tell him, then no problem lor," Pris replied. "I'm gonna try to suck you okay?"

"Yes please, Pris," Rudy replied.

Pris slowly spread her lips over Rudy's dark cock. "Mmmmmm..."


My dick is hard again. I know I should hate this since it is two of my enemies getting each other off, but I just can't look away.

And that bitch Pris was so good and playful with Rudy's cock that I can't help being jealous of Rudy.

Pris alternated between licking the shaft and sliding the black dick in and out of her mouth, taking as much as she could each time. Her hands cupped and played with Rudy's balls.

"Oh fuck Pris, I'm gonna cum," Rudy said.

"Mmmmm, Go ahead, cum in my mouth."

"Ooooooohhhh, Oh Prisss..."

A few minutes later, Rudy held Pris's head in place and came in her mouth. I almost didn't catch the moment, because my dick spurted prematurely again just minutes before Rudy's climax and I was pretty much knocked back and dazed.


“Mmmm, yummy...” Pris said.

Rudy chuckled. “Oh my god Pris, how did you get so good at this?”

“I practice lah.”

“On your boyfriend?" Rudy asked, "I thought Alvin was the devout church-boy type.”

Priscilla gave Rudy a wicked smile and a wink. “On my uncles...” she said.

“Holy shit. You are wild Pris,” Rudy said.

“Hehe. Now that you’ve got me hot, I can only go wilder. Can you go back to the living room and get Vijay and Kamal to come in here?”

“WTF?” Rudy said. “I mean, sure I can, but the others will definitely suspect something.”

“Oh dun worry,” Pris replied coyly. “They already know.”

“What!?”

“In school earlier today, we girls were talking about boys and I steered the conversation towards boys’s dicks. I told them I bet you three have pretty big dicks. They didn’t believe. So I told them I would blow the three of you in the restroom this afternoon during study-group to find out.”


WHATTTTTTT???! THAT BITCH CORRUPTED MY LITTLE SISTERS AND THEIR FRIENDS!? HOW COULD SHE!??


Rudy seemed to be lost for words. He stared open mouthed at Priscilla.

Pris laughed. She stood up and playfully shoved Rudy towards the door. “Faster lah woi! Get them in here,” She said.

[newyorker88]

Sounds like a story for those who loves extreme porn. Anyway, it is just a fantasy writer here. Hope it won’t affect his real life. Just letting out some fantasies from his head

[hiongsak]

Good stuff bro, please continue!

[SerflySGR]

Alright. I have spoken personally with this troll and interviewed everyone involved. Please bros, don't judge him too harshly. He has a condition that makes him post shit like this and he will likely keep doing it.

However I have convinced him to explore the reasons as to why he does this, and he is currently providing me with his true backstory.

As you can see from his "movie script," he's not exactly a talented writer. So I will be taking the bare-bones script of his life and re-tell his story for all to hear.

Though he is using "jin" as "very" in the title as in "jin ho jiak," I thought it would be fitting to refer to him as "Jin" as he relates his story to us.

Supporting your TRUE STORY, Bro Depraved!

We all need to come together and provide moral support to Jin!
Thanks for sharing with us his sad predicament!

He's truly a great brother, son, grandson, student, etc.
What would have happened to his beautiful three sisters, if not for Jin?

Support! Support!

[Ronn69]

Well done bro Depraved, please continue :)

[tangwu]

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As usual, I retreated to my loser virgin lair and used my amazing logical skills to turn this experience into something more palatable to my worldview.

It still counts as a victory. They still apologized to me, didn’t they?

Ha! Little did they know, my apology was totally insincere and thus didn’t count. So I managed to get them to apologize to me while giving them a fake one in return. I totally tricked them! They are so stupid! I am so smart!

After repeating those thoughts several hundred times and numbing myself with anime porn, I actually felt better.

However for the next few days, whenever those Indian boys came to our house, I totally acted like they didn’t exist in order to protect the integrity of this new slipshod reality that I constructed for myself. This is the reality where I came out the winner in all of this, just like the murderers in all my shitposting.

So to protect the integrity of my more comfortable worldview, I stopped acknowledging the boys. If I see them smile mockingly at me one more time, I would have to face the reality that they’ve one-upped me again.

I know this totally makes me seem like a bone-fide pussy. But I have the power of my impeccable logic remember? I don't see it as being a bitch-ass wimped out pussy. I thought of it as me being brave, not letting my bullies get to me. I am the real hero here.

But of course, good things never last. Of course, the one that would ruin it all for me, is non other than that bitch, Priscilla.

One day, after I came back from college classes, I noticed that the study group was in the living room again. I went to the kitchen first to get a drink of water. Mum didn't seem to be around. She was either out or upstairs.

As I was coming back out of the kitchen, but still relatively out of sight of the study group, I could hear Priscilla talking in the living room.

“Did you see how your brother act like we don’t exist?” Priscilla said, “Why he so snobby one?”

WHATTT DA FUKKK? That bitch is twisting my image again!!!

“Sorry lah,” my sister Kimberley said, “He is probably stressed from college classes.”

Priscilla snorted. “Ceh. What does he have to be stressed about? He doesn’t look like he ever studies. Every time I walk past his room, it sounds like he is playing computer games or watching porn. He totally looks like an ah-bui nerd. You know the type that likes cartoon girls and marries their pillows?” Priscilla said.

God dammit! Bitch! Bitch! Bitch! Fucking Bitch! I know I have one such bodypillow with an anime girl printed on it on my bed right now, but who is she to judge me?! That Bitch!

The three Indian boys snickered, adding to my humiliation. I carefully peeked out at the living room. My sisters all looked extremely embarrassed while their best friends looked uncomfortable.

I decided to march out and head up the stairs. The study group immediately went silent as I passed them.

On my way up the stairs, I use my superior logic to reason to myself that I must be better than them since I can shut them up just by using my presence in their vicinity.

That’s right. I’m so powerful. Hehe, I win again.


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Nice story bro

[Depraved]

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In a daze, Rudy stepped out of the bathroom and made his way back to the living room.

I quickly switched the camera feeds to the living room and could see Rudy appearing from the kitchen.

Vijay and Kamal seemed oblivious, but the rest of the girls were definitely watching Rudy approach the table. When he met their gazes, they blushed and exchanged embarrassed looks with each other.

It seemed like Pris wasn’t lying. The girls really did know of Pris's plans.

Rudy sat back down at the table. For a moment, he just sat still, as if still processing his predicament.

Finally Rudy spoke out loud, “Pris just blowjob me in the toilet.”

The girls gasped and blushed profusely.

Vijay and Kamal stared at Rudy, unsure if he was joking.

Rudy looked at the other two boys sitting to his right. “If you two go to the toilet right now, she will totally blow you as well.”

Kamal and Vijay’s jaw dropped. They exchange glances. Then they quickly got up and trotted off to the kitchen.

“D-did s-she really?” My sister Ashley asked shyly.

“Y-yeah,” Rudy said, grinning. “It was awesome.”

“Eyerrrr...” Fiona said, making a face.

Rudy continued, “I also came and she swallow my sperm."

The girls shrieked, looking scandalized.

“She’s such a slut,” Emilia said.

“I always thought she was just making empty boasts,” my sister Shirley said.

“S-so, was she good?” My sister Kimberly asked shyly.

“Oh yeah,” Rudy replied, “Pris is awesome.”

“Erm... Rudy," Claire said bashfully, "P-Pris said your... thingy is quite big.”

“It’s okay lah,” Rudy replied, relaxing back into his chair.

The girls giggled.

“You girls got see one before? A dick, I mean,” Rudy asked.


I could hardly believe it. While Claire, Emilia, and Fiona shook their heads, my sisters Kimberley, Shirley, and Ashley hesitantly nodded.


“Whoa you three seen before? Whose ones? Your boyfriends?” Rudy asked.


I wasn’t aware that my sisters had boyfriends...


“No lah,” Shirley said, blushing profusely. “Not Alex...”


FUCK! WHO IS ALEX?! WHO IS THE CIBAI-KIA THAT DARE SEDUCE MY INNOCENT SISTER?”


“I saw my brother, Jin’s one...” Shirley added softly.

“M-me too,” Kimberly said.

“Me three...” said Ashley, “It was that time when he was bathing downstairs but forgot his towel. He thought there was no one home because we were out jogging and our parents were not in also.”

Kimberly nodded. “Yeah, it was that time. After showering, Kor realized he forgot his towel, so he decided to just run for his room. However he didn’t realize that we had just gotten back home. To make things worse, our neighbour, who was kor-kor’s girlfriend at that time dropped by to visit and we let her in.”

Shirley brushed her hair back nervously as she took over the story, “So kor came rushing out of the kitchen, completely wet and naked, and came straight at us. I remember we screamed, because we didn’t realize it was him. We thought a pervert had broken into the house. However, Kor-kor’s girlfriend, who had a blue belt in taekwando immediately gave him a kick in his... erm...”

“His thingy.” Ashley said.

“Kor immediately fainted...” Kimberly added.

“HAHAHAHHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHA....” Rudy roared with laughter.


Even watching their exchange via spycam from the safety of my virgin lair, I cringed so hard that I felt my balls shriveled up and retreat into my body. I remember full well the devastating blow my then girlfriend inflicted on my family jewels.

To make matters worse, Rudy's sudden laughter flipped a mood switch and the girls broke out in giggles as well. Including my sisters!


"S-s-so?" Rudy asked, gasping for air, "That's how you got a look at his dicky ah?"

Snorting with laughter, Shirley nodded. "Ya lor. He fell on the ground with his legs open."

"Hehehehe, we barely saw anything. Mostly just hair," Kimberley added, giggling.

"Ahahahaha, but that's not all, youu know," My sister Ashley interjected. "You remember what happened next?" She asked my other two sisters.

"Oh right," Shirley said, "H-h-he… Erm, he totally ejaculated."

"WAHAHAHAHAAHHAHAHA!" Rudy went. "Oh my God. Stop it, stop it. He got kicked in the nuts and came?"


I was livid. That fucker just keeps egging the girls on. His latest outburst brought a renewed and more liberal round of chuckles around the table. Even my sister's friends were chuckling openly.


"Y-yeah…" Kimberley said. "We totally didn't know what the heck that was back then. We thought it was so weird, why kor-kor pee white color one?"

"Hahaha. Yeah lor. Only now it makes sense," Ashley said.

"But I think ah-kor's girlfriend immediately knew exactly what it was back then. That's why she dumped him the very next day," Ashley added.

"AHAHAHAHA," Rudy chortled, almost in tears. "S-s-so… just how big is your brother one?" He asked.

My sisters exchanged glances. Finally Shirley raised her hand, made a fist and extended her little finger. "It's a long time ago so I'm not fully sure, but about like this gua," she said.

Kimberley and Ashley nodded.


Upstairs, the blood left my face and I suddenly felt faint. My head dropped and I slammed my face onto my keyboard.

Fuuuuuucccckkkk Noooooooo!

No, bros, believe me, my sisters are mistaken. It was about a year ago, so naturally their memory will be fuzzy and unreliable right? Also, I was just out of the shower and I always bathe in cold water. Also I was wet and naked, so that about doubles the cold factor summore. Remember guys, consider all the variables okay?


"Fuck man, that's so freakin small," Rudy exclaimed.

The girls exchanged glances.

"R-really?" Kimberly asked.

"W-we thought it was pretty big at the time..." Ashley said.

"No lah, not even average man. Eh, you wanna see mine?" Rudy asked and winked.

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[Depraved]

Meanwhile, upstairs, I was like, please say no, please say no, please say no.


"C-can w-we really?" Claire spoke up.

"Y-yeah, I wanna see," Fiona added, blushing shyly. "It's no fair that all of you seen one before but we haven't."

"A-are you sure Rudy?" Emilia asked, "You won't be ashamed ah?"

"Ashamed for what, haha." Rudy said as he stood up. He immediately started unbuckling his cargo shorts.


I was like fuckfuckfuckfuckfuck… Noooooo… Please don't corrupt my innocent angels. My picture perfect innocent crushes were unraveling before me.


Meanwhile, in my other feed, I could see Pris the slut kneeling on the floor in the bathroom between Vijay and Kamal, jacking their two big black Indian dicks with her hands while occasionally licking their dickheads like they were lollypops.

Back in the living room, that fucker, Rudy, easily freed his cock from his shorts. His cock was at full mast again, despite having been sucked off by Pris earlier. It stood at an angle above the table line, saluting the six girls on the other side of the table.

I could almost hear the air being sucked out of the room.

Oh wait, no. Sorry, that was me farting due to my nervousness.

However the girls certainly did seem to have stopped breathing for a few seconds as they beheld Rudy’s stiff dick.

“Eyerrrr... it’s really so big...” Shirley said.

“OMG,” said Ashley.

“It’s huge.” said Kimberly.

The other three who have never seen a cock before just giggled and blushed.

I could almost see the gears churning in Rudy's head. “Wanna touch?” He asked.

[Aldridge8]

Awesome update bro ..... more more!! :D

[sanzfalcon]

That's one amazing story man! TS please continue the story.

[SangJoongki]

Excellent work bro Depraved!!

[Depraved]

“Wanna touch?” Rudy asked :D.

Another breathless moment of silence passed as the girls all seemed stunned by the question.

“Yerrr! Of course not!” Shirley finally said.

“Rudy you pervert!” said Fiona.

Ashley stuck her tongue out at Rudy. "Go die idiot!"

"Grosssss!" Kimberley said.


Upstairs, I was like, Yessss! Tell that asshole to shove it!


However Rudy was still smiling. “Haha. Okaylah. I thought you girls were curious what. If you dunwan, nevermind. But this is probably your only chance you know? You think you can ask any boy to show and let you touch their dicky? They sure will think you are pervert. So by offering you to touch mine, I may be the pervert, but this is your chance to touch one without being the pervert.”


Upstairs, I was like, Holy shit! What the fuck is this jackass going on about?


However, to my horror, the girls exchanged glances and seemed genuinely tempted.

Rudy kept pushing. “Haha, I never knew girls so chicken one ah?”

“Chicken your head!” Kimberley said, “touch ma touch lor.”

“Yeah, bring it on,” Shirley said.

Ashley and the other girls nodded adamantly.


DAAA FARRRRKKKK IS THISSSS? Totally cheating wei!


Grinning ear to ear, Rudy dropped his shorts and boxers and went to sit on the living room long couch. He parted his legs., letting his balls hang free and his hard cock raised. “Nah, take your time,” he said.

After some hesitation, too my horror, my sisters filed across the living room towards Rudy. The other three girls quickly followed suit.

I want to pengsan. Two of my bullies are getting blown in the bathroom while the third was surrounded by curious teenage girls, all blushing and nervously staring at his rock hard cock.

“Hey, if you all so slow, my dicky will fall asleep lor,” Rudy said.

The girls shrieked with laughter.

Finally, Fiona bit her lip and reached out with one hand to lightly touch the shaft of Rudy’s cock. She withdrew her hand immediately the moment she brushed it, and giggled.

Not to be outdone, Shirley started poking Rudy’s cock with her finger again and again.

“Ayerrrrr! It’s moving!” Kimberley gasped.

“Because it feels good what,” Rudy said. “Touch it some more and see.”

This time, several fair hands went forth, and started tracing the grooves of Rudy’s black cock.

“Hehe, not ticklish ah?” Emilia asked.

“No lah Em. It feels good,” Rudy said.

“So hard one hor...” Ashley said.

“This is boy’s testes?” Shirley said. “We learn before in sex-ed.”

“That’s where boys’s sperm is stored,” Claire said shyly as she fondled Rudy’s other ball.

“Oooohhh... The tip quite sensative. Careful ya, Kim,” Rudy said.

Pretty soon all the girls were curiously exploring Rudy’s cock, sometimes with two hands.


Upstairs I was shaking with rage and indignation. That bastard has soiled my innocent angels. How can I continue to live in the fantasy I built with them? Now every time I picture them, I’m gonna remember that their pretty little hands have been massaging my bully’s black cock!

As I was agonizing about the predicament that I totally didn’t deserve and silently raging about the unfairness of the world, I didn’t notice that Pris and the other two boys have finished and have returned to the living room.

I only noticed when Priscilla spoke.

“Walau. You all having your own party here ah?”

Surprised, the girls shrieked and scattered from Rudy.

“Pris! You scared us!” Shirley said.

Kamal and Vijay were utterly stunned, but Pris was grinning. “How? Their kuku damn big right?”

“Yea...” Fiona replied, blushing profusely.

“Hehehe,” Pris replied. “You all wanna try sucking?”


ALLLLRIGHT! I’VE HAD ENOUGH! I’M PUTTING AN END TO THIS BEFORE IT GETS ANYMORE OUT OF CONTROL!


Fuming, I got up from my gamer chair that I convinced my parents to buy for my "studying needs" and headed for the door. I quietly snuck outside, intending to catch these little shits in the act.

Now, it might seem like I am trying to stop those teenagers downstairs from doing something rash for their own good, and of course that’s totally what I would tell myself.

However, please remember that I’m a loser virgin troll who is severely dishonest with himself. If I am being honest, safe sex and morality is the furthest thing from my mind. It’s just an excuse for me to stop them. And why do I want to stop them? Because I’m totally jealous that a bunch of 16-years-olds gets to have real sexual experience while I spent years learning to use the computer with my left hand to make my right hand the closest thing I’ve ever had to a real sex partner.

So I snuck down the stairs. As I got to the lower flight of stairs, I could see Kamal and Vijay had their dicks out and are stroking it. Rudy is still sitting on the couch, but now he’s moaning because Pris is kneeling before him and blowing him again.

The girls were standing together behind Pris, watching in awe as the slut gagged herself on Rudy’s big black cock.

Since everyone’s attention was pretty much occupied, I managed to sneak all the way downstairs to the edge of the living room.

I took a deep breath and counted to three.

Then I leapt out into the open and screamed "WOIIIIIIII WHAT YOU ALL DOING HARRRRR????!!!"

[Hardaway1818]

Hahaha bro Depraved, u are a damn genius!

[SerflySGR]

Hahaha bro Depraved, u are a damn genius!

I couldn't have said it better myself, Bro Hardaway1818!

Bro Depraved could be starting a new trend here!

What if there were a series of other (such) stories popping up? Heh heh!

Support support!

[Orange22]

I couldn't have said it better myself, Bro Hardaway1818!

Bro Depraved could be starting a new trend here!

What if there were a series of other (such) stories popping up? Heh heh!

Support support!

He would be very busy trying to continue the stories hahahaha :D

[Depraved]

He would be very busy trying to continue the stories hahahaha :D

Ya lah, haha. Can’t keep doing this. Just coincidentally got free time now due to Christmas/New Year holidays.

[chupchaikia]

Ya lah, haha. Can’t keep doing this. Just coincidentally got free time now due to Christmas/New Year holidays.

Help is on the way, Bro Depraved! Just let me know where?

[DreamC639]

Ya lah, haha. Can’t keep doing this. Just coincidentally got free time now due to Christmas/New Year holidays.

Good work bro. By the way the girl on your avatar is your FB? :)

[Depraved]

"WOOOOOOOIIII! WHAT YOU ALL DOING HARRRRR???!!!"

I stood there with my chest puffed and hands on my hips, trying to look as mean as possible, which is not easy because I am normally such a nice guy...

Everyone in the room was shocked into silence.

My God. Looking at the stunned expressions on their faces makes me feel so damn powerful now. This is the way it should be. I am the elder and all these kids should learn to respect my authorithy!

God, I can really get used to this power trip. Maybe in the future I will be a teacher after all, same with my parents. Then I can shut kids up every day. What a rush!

"EEEEEEEEEEEEEEKKKK!" Priscilla screamed and jumped on the couch to hide behind Rudy.

I was livid. As usual, this bitch is always cramping my style.

I puffed my chest more and raise my hands from my hips to my ribs to show I am serious. "Shut up Pris!" I said. "You are all in so much trouble!"

"Pervert!" Pris screamed, "Look! He came in his pants!"

In unison, all eyes in the living room descended to my crotch.

I looked down.

Shit! I forgot that I had prematurely came a few times in my room just now. The front of my grey cotton shorts was completely stained dark. To make things worse, I had a totally new boner from my power trip just now.

I glanced up and saw the tell-tale signs of revulsion forming on everyone's faces. "W-wait! N-no, that's not..." I stammered and tried to hide my crotch.

Pris continued, "He must have been peeping and masturbating to us. Probably for a long time. Eyeeerrrr, his own sisters also he masturbate to."

"Shut up you slut!" I seethed.

I glanced at my sisters and her friends for some moral support, only to find that they were covering their mouths in shock.

"Wait, I can explain," I said.

The six girls started huddling together and then, as a group, slowly tiptoed backwards to get away from me.

FUUUUUCCCCKKKK! NO! THE BITCH SABOTAGE ME AGAIN!

"That's pretty sick bro…" Rudy said, "Your own sisters for God sakes."

"Shut up!" I screamed.

In response, Rudy got up from the couch and approached me menacingly. Kamal and Vijay too turned to face me. All three still had their cocks out and were brandishing them at me.

I recoiled in horror.

"What you said, fucker?" Rudy said.

Oh fuck, this was not how I imagined it to go down at all. My mind raced to find a solution to this.

However, since I am a loser virgin troll, I really don't have much real world experience. I like to think that I am very smart, but in all honesty, all the ideas that usually come to my head are variation of porn scenarios and tropes.

So naturally, my great idea is to straight up blackmail these kids.

"You all better listen to me! I'll report you! Shirley, Kimberley, Ashley, I saw what you did! I'll tell mummy and daddy! Fiona, Emilia, and Claire too! I'll totally tell your parents! I'm serious! You all better listen to me now!"

Check and mate! Fuck yeah. I knew all those years of being a teacher's pet snitch didn't go to waste. Looks like I still got that school prefect flair - the power to report people I dun like.

Another moment of tense silence passed. So awesome. Just with words, I manage to shut up these brats. Ehehehehe… I am so powerful.

All of a sudden, someone started sobbing. I glanced at the source of the noise and saw Ashley breaking into tears. My sisters immediately hugged each other and started to weep. Claire and Emilia too started wiping their eyes and bawl. Fiona seems like she is trying to hold it together, but her eyes turning red.

"Go ahead and cry," I said, "Now you know I'm serious. Don't you dare -ooooofffhhh!"

Rudy's fist mashed into my lips, sending me reeling backwards.

I looked up. "What are you doi- ooooooommmpphhh!"

The bottom of Kamal's feet slammed into my face and I fell backwards onto the ground.

Stunned, I looked up to see the three indian boys standing over me with a glint in their eyes.

The nostalgia hit me like a ton of bricks. My body instinctively knew what was coming next.

"NO, NOT THE NUTS! NOT THE NUTS!" I screamed, covering my crotch with my hands.

The three Indian boys exchanged raised eyebrows with each other.

Vijay then stepped up before me. "Hold his hands, I'm gonna stomp his nuts," he said to the other two.

There couldn't be a worse person to volunteer. Vijay was the beefiest of the three. He wasn't exactly abui, but just big boned and pudgy. Anyway, that just means his feet carried more weight than the other two.

Rudy and Kamal immediately stood at my sides and each seized an arm and a leg to spread me open and defenseless.

I don't think you guys need too much graphic details on the next part gua. Suffice to say, Vijay stomped my nuts.

[LooksLikeJesus]

Suffice to say, Vijay stomped my nuts.

That last line had me crackling af. Btw, you inspired me to write my own stories as well. Thanks for the good laugh provided.

[chupchaikia]

Shit! I forgot that I had prematurely came a few times in my room just now. The front of my grey cotton shorts was completely stained dark. To make things worse, I had a totally new boner from my power trip just now.

Jin! How can you like that one? See and never touch already cum? Like that you win this guy (https://sbf.net.nz/showpost.php?p=20411193&postcount=44). You more better than him.

Rudy and Kamal immediately stood at my sides and each seized an arm and a leg to spread me open and defenseless.

I don't think you guys need too much graphic details on the next part gua. Suffice to say, Vijay stomped my nuts.

This one sounds like 3-on-1 wrestling. Stomped on the nuts? Must be very painful hor?

[deematter]

i truely understand your feeling because i have suffered it too. My ex dumps me because she finds another rich guy not mistaken in sugabok, she is willing to become people baby rather than my wife!

[deematter]

Help is on the way, Bro Depraved! Just let me know where?

when there is these types of celebration, many people are busy searching for a partner...haha

[niaoshanwang]

Great work bro Depraved! :D

[Depraved]

Hi bros, Jin here. Sorry for the slow updates. My bad habit arise again and I had to spend a few days starting more troll threads in sbf under one of my favourite nick: Omega69. This happens when I feel the need to seek attention.

I know my actions are bizzare to a lot of bros, but trust me, you’ll understand after you hear the full extent of what I’ve been through.

So anyway, where was I?

Oh yes, my Indian bully, Vijay, just stomped my nuts.

I lay there on the ground at the edge of the living room in a daze.

The mind shattering pain had given way to a burst of pleasure.

My mind was in a blur, but I could see Vijay hopping around on one foot, saying "Ewwww! Ewww! Ewww! Fucker came!"

Rudy was staring at me in disgust. “My god,” he said, “It's exactly like what his sisters say," Rudy said.

"Bro help me la bro!" Vijay said, "Fucking disgusting laaaaa!"

Rudy and Kamal then helped Vijay hop to the bathroom to wash his feet.

Meanwhile in the living room, Pris sat the sobbing girls down and tried to soothe them.

"It's okay one la, it's okay," Pris said.

The boys soon returned to the living room, making sure to circle me from a distance.

Haha. Even if they stomp my nuts, I still have the power to keep them away. I am truly great.

Adoi... I really can’t feel anything below my waist though. I might have suffered permanent damage sia...

“Dun worry, girls,” I heard Rudy said, “You won’t get into trouble.”

“Yeah, we’ll protect you,” Vijay added.

“If anything happens, just say it was us that started it,” Kamal said.

“B-but what if y-you get into trouble?” Shirley asked.

“Aiya, we used to it already. No problem wan,” Rudy replied.

“So dun cry okay?” Kamal added.


God dammit, those fuckers are taking the opportunity to ride in like knights in shining armor. Wait, does that mean I am the evil dragon?

“God damn lowlife lar that Jin,” Pris said, “Own sisters also try to blackmail.”

I wanted to scream at that witch but the air has pretty much been knocked out of me, so all I could do is glare at her.

Pris smirked at me. “I wonder what Jin does, locked up in his room all the time. I bet if we go snoop around, we can find a thing or two to counter blackmail him.”

I could hardly believe my ears. What kind of heartless monster is she? Does she have no sense of decency? Why these kids dunno how to respect people’s privacy one?

My three Indian bullies exchanged looks and smiled.

“You’re a goddamn genius, Pris,” Rudy said.


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Vijay and Kamal immediately picked me up by my arms. Rudy and Pris then led the whole party upstairs, heading straight for my virgin lair.

“No! Stop it,” I managed to whine, “You’re not allowed in there!”

“Hear that?” Kamal said, “He must have some pretty incriminating evidence in there.”

Rudy stepped up to my room door.

“Noooooo! Stoooppppppp!” I wheezed.

Rudy turned the doorknob and pushed my room door opened. Almost in unison, the whole lot of them groaned and covered their noses.

“Stinks like hell,” Rudy said.

“OMG, I think I’m gonna puke,” Pris said, “What a pig sty.”

Of course I have no idea what these guys are talking about. I mean sure, I don’t always take out my laundry, sometimes just stashing sweaty clothes under my bed, and there are months old tapau food containers everywhere, and my wastepaper basket is overflowing with tissues that I use to wipe my premature ejaculates, but really, it’s not that bad.

Ha! This must be my natural awesome power to repel intruders. I so lihai!

Shit, why my sisters suddenly look like they don’t want to know me?

“God dammit,” Rudy said, “Come on, let’s get this over with.”

The other two boys hauled me into my room and tossed me onto my bed.

“Ohmaigawd, gross...” Pris said, glancing at my anime posters of clearly prebubescent girls. She turned to my sisters and their friends, “I think Jin might be a pedo...”

“Shut up you bitch!” I yelled.

Piak!

I found my face buried in my fully yellow-stained pillow. That asshole Kamal just slapped me! How dare he!

I sat up in a rage. “You’re in big twouble!” I said.

Piak!

I found my face buried in the foot of my mattress, among a pile of unwashed socks.

“Listen you!” I said as I sat up again.

Piak!

I’m back on the pillow.

I turned my head and raised my arms in surrender. “Please! Dun hit me anymore!”

“Apologize to Pris,” Kamal said, glowering. He raised his hand again.

I cringed. “I’m soooowwwhry Pris....” I cried. But, hahaha! I used my superpower of apologizing to ppl while not really meaning it. I win again!

“Hmmm... Not yet you’re not,” Pris replied with an evil smirk. She glanced at my laptop on my desk. “What is your computer password?” She asked.

My armpits started to sweat. I glanced nervously at the other girls.

Pris sighed. “Kamal...” she said.

Piak!

I curled up into a ball and tried to hide under my dirty blanket. “Pleasseee stopppp...” I begged.

“Your password!” Pris said.

I glanced again at the other girls before pulling the blanket over my head in shame. “i-luv-fiona-emillia-claire,” I mumbled.

I peeked out under my blanket at the girls and saw the look of utter revulsion on their faces.

I immediately engaged my superpower. They must be pretending to be repulsed in order to not seem like sluts. Girls can’t seem too eager right? Or else they will seem like the loose type. Hehe, they totally still like me, I told myself.

Rudy immediately logged on to my laptop and started to unravel my secret life.

What did I ever do to deserve this? Why do good people always suffer? How come only bad things happen to me? The world is really unfair... Buuhuuuhuuuhuuu...

[BlueMaria]

Power story bro, please don't stop..... :D

[LooksLikeJesus]

I shall digress here~ :D LMFAO!

[steambuilding]

Very nice story, waiting for updates too! :)