The Accident

As the thunder outside raged on, Richard Walton sat behind his computer watching porn, as per usual. Richard had recently turned eighteen, and still attended high-school. He was in his last year, and he thanked all the gods for that fact. He hated high-school, and almost every person in it. He had never made much friends there, except for two: James and Michael. They were both just as geeky as Richard was, and as you can imagine, they weren't very popular. They usually spent their lunch-breaks hiding in abandoned classrooms, playing card games so they wouldn't get bullied by the jocks.

His home life wasn't a happy tale either. His mother had died when he was only six years old, and he has been devastated by her loss ever since. His father however remarried after only two years, with a real bitch of a woman named Yolanda. She turned out to be every stereotype in the stepmother's playbook: blonde, vicious and manipulative. She wanted his father all to herself, and the only one standing in her way was Richard.

And what was worse; she had a daughter of her own. Her name was Maddy, just as blonde, just as vicious. Richard had never gotten along with her, because she was everything he was not; beautiful, popular, and mean as fuck. The same age as Richard, she bullied him relentlessly at school and at home, so there was no place for him to hide. And every time he went running to his father, Yolanda and Maddy made sure he would never believe him, and she would get him back ten times worse. It was like a living nightmare.

Luckily, Richard learned quick, and he installed a lock on his door almost immediately so she couldn't enter his room unannounced and pester him about his geeky merchandise. Richard couldn't wait to move out on his own, and never have to deal with their bullshit again.

Now he was furiously pumping away at his small cock, fantasizing about using his step-family any way he pleased and humiliating them for all to see. Suddenly there was a loud "CRACK", and the computer blew up in his face. Richard flew back in his chair, and hit his head against the bookcase behind him. He lost consciousness instantly.