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Eight year old Martin Prince was quite beside himself with lust.
His classmates ran around the schoolyard playing games while he had trouble walking.
Everyone was making merry at the annual Springfield
Elementary
School Picnic. Bart Simpson brought his dog, Santa’s Little Helper and was trying to impress everyone with his tricks. Millhouse was desperately trying to impress Bart’s sister Lisa. Groundskeeper Willie discarded
his usual work clothes for his best plaid kilt. He had no shame in his
efforts to win the heart of Edna Krabbapple. And, lastly, Principal Skinner
was just trying to keep the peace.
It was love at first sight when Martin feasted his eyes on
the hairy, muscular legs that protruded from Willie’s kilt. He clasped
his hands together while red hearts floated out of his head and into the
blue sky above.
Willie manned the grill. “And how do you like your weenie,
Edna?”
he shouted across the basketball court. “I got one for ya that’s big,
long and bursting with flavor!” He made the mistake of turning his back on
her after he received no response. He was fanning the flames under the
burgers when Edna’s spiked heel made a dent in his skull. It knocked him on
his ass. It also afforded Martin an unobstructed view of Willie’s cock
and balls. Martin’s heart skipped a beat and his saliva glands kicked in.
He stared and whimpered.
“Keep it up, Willie,” Edna said. “I’ll grill your weenie and
roast your buns.”
“You ungrateful hag!” screamed Willie rubbing his head. “You
get no attention from any other man but me!”
Skinner stepped in. “That’s enough, Willie. This is your
last warning.”
“I’m sorry, sir. It’ll nay happen agin.” He got to his feet
and resumed his cooking duties.
Martin, by this time, was masturbating behind a bush, hoping
no one would see him. His eyes were locked on Willie’s legs as he pumped
his little dick faster and faster. “Oooooo, so strong, so hairy. Oh,
Willie, purge my desires.” He squinted his eyes as a powerful orgasm shook
his small frame. A few drops of his semen splashed the leaves. He calmed down, but his face was still red. He pulled up his shorts and joined
his classmates, always keeping the object of his affection within
eyesight.
“Who wants a weenie?!”
Martin watched as a swarm of children ran to Willie for meat
products. He decided to wait until they all left to be alone with
him.
When they finally scattered, he bolstered his courage and walked over
to the grill, but the grill was bare.
“I’m ready for my weenie,” he said timidly.
“Ach, they’re all gone, laddie. Why the hill did ye wait so
long?”
Martin felt lost. He began staring at Willie’s legs. His
little
dick started to rise again.
“Don’t feel bad, laddie. How’s ’bout a big, juicy burger on
a
toasted bun?”
He gave Willie a pleading gaze and said, “I had my heart set
on a
weenie.” Then, he walked away.
“Ach, the poor little laddie. No friends, no weenie, and
overweight to boot.”

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