He began to pump away at it, sliding his fist up and down the shaft whilst he stared at the tiny pixellated image on the screen of his phone. Her brown hair tousled, her beautiful face muddied and bloodied, her athletic body tight, taut and toned. BeePorn Brandon knew that he was just some kid from a sink estate, going to a nowheresville comp school, and she was from a posh family, rich, educated, well spoken, sophisticated, everything he was not, but still he dreamed of her, his one true love. (In his fantasy he was strong, musclar, lithe and tanned. The two boys chortled in their shared comradeship. There she was, the image of her that he always imagined her in, her short shorts displaying her slender legs and trim waist, her tight vest top accentuating her full breasts. All went well with the firefight until some sort of missile strike took him out, presumably an enemy had spotted his hideaway.
