Scott didn't care about rodeo. Didn't care about ranching or farming or none of that, neither. He was a freshman, and Dare was a sophomore, and they was both taking this class, this Spanish class, because you had to take a foreign language, and Spanish was easier than French. Well, that's why Dare was taking it, anyhow. Scott just wanted to learn. He wanted...
I had trouble writing the ending of this because I'd get too turned on to write. Enough said. ;) ~K * My brother Donovan was a cunt slut. His schemes were simple but effective. Having his latest fling "meet the family" as a demonstration of commitment was one of his favourite ways of getting into their pants. Since I was the only reliable family member he...
Thomas and Niko in the City of Trees - Chapter 5 — As you can probably guess, I'm pretty quiet in the car with Lexie. She showed up just as Thomas's car went out of sight, so of course she's none the wiser about the whole thing. But she only puts up with me being quiet for a few minutes before getting into the tough questions. She turns to me, pretty muc...
I didn't want to wake up this morning. Its just one of those days you want to stay in bed. The sky was looking like rain all day, but there wasn't a drop until right before after school practice. It got to the point that practice was cut short. I hope that doesn't hurt us for the game. Ayden told me he was going to come over after he made sure his sisters w...
Hi, I wrote this story as a Part 2, so part of it will seem like a recap of Chapters 1-7. But I am continuing the story as if I did not write the epilogue at the end of the last chapter. Chapters 8-11 are written like a stand along story. I pretty much got their whole lives mapped out in my head so there is no prediction of when this series will end. In case...
I was nineteen; it was summer. I met him on this crazy Saturday night. My friends were dragging me out to a fight in some abandoned bowling alley out by the pier. That should've been crazy enough but something started to change that night. It was Dave and Pete's idea. We'd been buddies since we were little kids. They were really into boxing, like I'm-gonna-...
I felt a stabbing pain on the head of my cock. Steve was kneeling next to me ... flipping the head of my cock with his middle finger and thumb. "P...please" I whimpered. To my surprise, Steve smiled at me and stopped! "Time to rock and roll, slave" he was sinister, releasing the cuffs on my ankles. He led me upstairs, into the garage and to the back of th...
"Well, well!" said Daddy in a tone of mock surprise, "Your Uncle Ted has made it here after all. And for once he's timed it just right." "You promised," I cried out, on the edge of tears again. "I lied, you dumb sissy. I lied." He laughed. "Cut the jokes, Jack. Give me the bitch. I've come a long way to get my cock up the little slut. I want her now." "...
I trudged down the sidewalk, shielding my face from the sandy wind. The wind was bad, but I'd been through much worse. I finally reached the barracks and went straight to my bunk. I threw my jacket and hat into my locker. My bunkmate, Bran (his last name), was passed out on the top, snoring away at 9 in the evening. Probably taking a post-work nap so that he...
My name is Ken. I live in a small town south of Dallas. It's real conservative cause most of us have been "born again." I'm 20 years old and I have a story that I think ya'll will enjoy hearing. Before I start I want to make one thing clear. I ain't no fag! I hate fags and queers. But as one of my clients likes to say "circumstances have brought me to my kne...