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The Cult of Crotch Politics: Two Stories…

Steve Diamond
Published on October 5, 2007

Per special request…the following is a repost of content, from “The Life and Times of an Atheist Boylover”.

They keep doing it…

They keep trying to connect two, entirely separate…two entirely different…two very opposite types of circumstances, and making as though they are inherently connected…inseparable, even…one and the same…

…pitting them….one against the other…

Two Stories:

Jamie was ten years old…His adult friend, Ted, had special plans, for the two of them, as Jamie came to spend the weekend…

Cindy was ten years old…Her mother had to work late, this evening, leaving her home alone with nothing to do…

“Hey little pal!”, exclaimed Ted, as Jamie ran into his arms…greeting with a hug.


“Where we going tonight?”, exclaimed Jamie, with excitement…

After homework, Cindy turned on the television, to pass the time…

The theater popcorn tasted great, as Jamie leaned into Ted…who had his arm around Jamie…gently caressing him.


Ted had not recalled having so much fun at the movies, in quite some time…

“Ding Dong!”, rang the doorbell, as Cindy looked up unexpectedly, towards the door.

“Who’s there?!”, called out Cindy…as she waited for a reply, from the other side of the door.

…and the burgers and fries, at the local drive in, was the perfect touch, in a wonderful date.

“It’s me!”, replied a voice…

“Me who?”, demanded Cindy…

The drive home was sweet, and memorable, as Jamie and Ted sang along to the radio…

“It’s Uncle Ray…Let me in sweetie!”…came back the voice…

Excited, Cindy unlocked and swung the door wide open, to greet her uncle….

Ted offered Jamie a chance to take a shower, before bed…and Jamie decided to join Ted…as the two lathered up, under a steaming hot stream of water…

Grinning from ear to ear, Cindy went to leap into Uncle Rays arms…but, joy turned to shock, as she found herself falling backwards to the floor…pushed back inside, by the hands of an unfamiliar man…

Ted washed Jamie’s hair, and gently scrubbed his back…lathering and rinsing him, as only a loving, and adoring, adult would do with a child…

Getting reoriented…Cindy screamed…as the stranger slammed the door shut, behind him, and approached little Cindy…

Turning off the water, Ted reached for the towel, and wrapped Jamie’s clean, naked body…rubbing him dry, from head to toe.

The pain burned fiercely, as the crack of this mans hand came crashing down, across Cindy’s face. The force had made her teeth cut into her cheek and bottom lip…she was bleeding from the mouth…

Instead of grabbing their clothes from the floor…the two moved into Teds bedroom…

Cindy went into shock, and started to cry, as the stranger tore her clothing from her body.

Ted picked up Jamie, and laid him onto his bed…unwrapping the towel…and revealing Jamie’s beautiful, little body…


Ted moved his hand around Jamie’s chest and tummy, gently caressing, before moving down lower, and tickling his penis.

She tried to struggle, but the man was to big…to powerful…

In a quick swoop, Ted sucked Jamie into his mouth, and released him once more, causing Jamie to quickly spring, to full erection.

He forced her legs open…undid his pants…and thrust himself inside of her…as Cindy cried in pain…He clasped his hand over her mouth…

Ted massaged Jamie, as he kissed Jamie’s chest, and sucked his nipples…soon returning to Jamie’s groin.

What seemed like forever, was a two minute “thrill ride” for the intruder…as he sped up, and thrust harder, moaning, and groaning…and making what seemed insane noises…

Jamie began to thrust gently, as Ted sucked hard and deep, onto him.

The brutal attacker orgasmed…

The sensation was heavenly…

Cindy thought it was, perhaps, over, as the attacker lifted himself from her naked body…

Ted simultaneously started to masturbate himself, as he sucked down on Jamie…

…pulled his pants up, and readjusted himself…

Jamie could feel it coming…as he began to pant hard and moan, lightly…

…but, one more thing was left…

Jamie started to pant faster, and squirm his little body, whimpering…as he launched into an orgasmic spasm…

His large hands grasped onto Cindy’s head, and quickly slammed her skull towards her right side, snapping her neck immediately…

Ted could feel Jamie, pulsating in his mouth…which drove Ted all the more into the moment…Causing Ted, to launch into his own orgasm.

…Cindy was killed, on the spot…

…After Ted cleaned himself up, he joined Jamie under the covers, to snuggle naked in bed, and watch some television, before dozing off to sleep…Precious Jamie in his arms…

…Cindy’s attacker walked out the front door, and escaped into the night…

They keep doing it…


They keep trying to connect two, entirely separate…two entirely different…two very opposite types of circumstances, and making as though they are inherently connected…inseparable, even…one and the same…


…pitting them….one against the other…

8 comments on "The Cult of Crotch Politics: Two Stories…"

  • It would seem that in this case we see consensual sex juxtaposed with rape. As all rape is the same so is all consensual sex the same. It is disturbing that there are people who will read this and say that it is two tales of rape whereas we know the truth. All consensual sex is the same and it must be legalized.

  • Last time this post was published, there was a notable outcry in the “ANTI community”.

    The blog was eventually taken down. Given that in splitting the concept of CSA in two, this small piece of writing was probably the major contributing factor, I requested that it be re-published here as well as on Steve’s archives.

  • I could not agree more with Daniel and Viamund. Thanks for sharing this, Steve. Not only is it poignant and appropriate, but it powerfully exemplifies a distinction that few in the opposing camps are willing to face. I’m looking forward to reading more of your work in the archives.

  • You’re welcome, guys… 🙂

    It took me a while to get the formatting correct, because NFS sorta freaked out over all that switching back and forth, between bold and normal, with a little italics thrown in. I see, the system has slightly messed up the form, yet again, since I posted it…

    No matter, I’m not dealing with that again. It’s good enough.

    This is one of my most raw, and unique pieces…and I kind of hate to start off on that foot, because, a lot of my writing isn’t quite at that level…but, I hope not to disappoint, anyway.

    This is a piece I’m fairly proud of, and would put in any collective, representation of my writing.

    I’ll try to post something new, soon…but, I’m more than a one topic person, so…not everything I write, is appropriate for here.

  • It looks fine, yes, thank you.

    I might have overlooked that error when it first went up, but I don’t think so.

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