The sun struggled to pierce through the thick canopy of the forest, despite it only being 4:30 in the afternoon. Perhaps that was why he had lost his path home, that, and his clumsy feet. “Damn it Mike, why are you so bloody clumsy?” he said to himself, as he picked his way over the roots spread over the forest floor. His accursed lack of athleticism made the shortcut through the forest hard, but not impossible, and this was only the second time he had become lost. His internal compass usually managed to help him get close up home, but today. The lack of light was messing with his sense of direction, and the hiding sun meant he couldn’t figure out which way was north-east, where his home was. If you could call it a home. His drug addicted mum, and wanker of a step-father made his home life a misery. School wasn’t much better. Bentley Hill High School was nothing but a waste of time. Not because he was japanese too intelligent. 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Rolling orgasm over and leaning back on his knees, Mike examined the new assortment of scratches on his palms and began to pick out the few splinters he had collected. Mikes head snapped around as he heard a fallen branch snap behind him, but he could see nothing but the dark woods. Picking himself back up, he slung his backpack over his shoulder, and took off at a faster pace than before, looking over his shoulder every few seconds. It took a few minutes, closer to 10 or 15 minutes than a few, but eventually he felt the ground beneath him level out and looked down to see a familiar path. Still nervous about the breaking branch, Mike took off at a jog, and turned the bend, eventually seeing the roofs of the suburban area. Mike left the dirt track to step onto a concrete path and made his way home. Arriving home, Mike pushed open the front door, to see his mother passed out on the couch, and his step father Kent driving his rather pathetic looking cock in and out of his mother’s pussy. 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