one day i was walking home, horny as usual when i saw this FINE lil bird
mf had a broken wing so it couldn’t really fly away
now me being me, i took it into my home, sheltered it, and cared for it while its wing healed
but as the days went on, i started developing feelings for this bird
unexplainable feelings
feelings that made me even question myself as a person
one day after a lengthy conversation with the bird, she said she was willing to take the next step on our relationship and we would have sex for the first time but she’d have to prepare herself for it first
so about three days later after quite a bit of foreplay, i laid the bird down on it’s back, looked her in the eyes, told her I loved her, and slowly inserted myself into her
the noises she made were unimaginably loud and were super painful, yet they just seemed to arouse me even more and I’d only put the tip in
i slowly pushed more and more of my throbbing erection into this bird while she screamed for dear life bringing myself closer to completion with every second of the interaction until i got a little excited, grabbed the bird too hard, and broke its neck
feeling unbelievably guilty, i took the bird into the back yard, grabbed my .22 caliber pistol, and put the bird out of her misery