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The Crew, Part 2
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It had been my first time whoring myself out, or being whored out really, and to be honest, I didn't feel like much of a whore afterward. I felt calm, almost relaxed. I'd had the best orgasm of my life and I'd been able to get rid of a lot of anger and aggression that had been building up for a while. When I left, the back part of the barn was empty, so I just got in my car and took off. I got a text that night telling me to come back the next afternoon.
When I arrived, Mr. Smith was there and called me into his office.
"What the fuck did you do to that guy last night?"
"He blew me." I said. Then I grinned real big and looked Mr. Smith in the eyes. I squared off my shoulders and tried to take up as much space as possible. "I fucked his face, hard. Why, did he complain?"
"No complaints, at all" Smith said. "He was completely pleased."
"Cool." I said. "Get me some more. I want to do this as fast as I can."
"Getting more is not going to be an issue." Smith stood up and walked behind me. He ran a hand across my shoulder and then grasped my bicep. I pulled away and turned to face him. He put his hand on my chest and smiled at me. "Inspecting the goods is one of the perks of my job."
I bit down hard and tried to keep my mouth shut. Impulse control has never been one of my strengths, but I knew better than to fuck things up. Every muscle in my body wanted to pounce on Smith. The way he undressed me with his eyes, felt my body without permission, and acted like he owned me, made my skin crawl.
"You're incredibly hot," he said.
Sunday, January 24, 2016
Tuesday, January 19, 2016
Quarterback Keeper, Part 17
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Quarterback Keeper, Part 17
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After Nick and Tom came out the response was mixed. After a couple of days, it started to trend toward the positive. Of course, there were some people who gave both of them a hard time. For the first time in a year, since Tom had said it, Nick had been called a fag in school. It didn’t bother him. The people who seemed to have the biggest problem with him being gay were people he never really spent time with. None of his friends or acquaintances, none of the people he liked being around, seemed to care. Or, if they did care, they didn't say anything.
Things were harder for Tom. He was accustomed to everyone liking him and looking up to him. If he failed or screwed up, he had enough positive accomplishments in reserve to cover his mistakes. He was a crummy basketball player, but he was good at football and that made up for it. On the rare occasions when he blew a game, people would be angry, but he knew he deserved it.
Now there were people who disliked him simply because of who he was dating. It felt unfair, and he became slightly depressed. Nick, in particular, tried to convince him that it wasn’t so bad. Almost everyone still thought that Tom was God’s gift to humanity and the girls were practically worshipping him now. Maybe a few people had a problem with him, but that had always been the case.
“You’re serious?” Tom asked Nick. They were eating lunch together. As people walked by, they both felt like they were zoo animals on display.
“I didn’t really like you.” Nick said with a smile. “I mean, I thought you were hot, but you seemed kind of arrogant.”
Quarterback Keeper, Part 17
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After Nick and Tom came out the response was mixed. After a couple of days, it started to trend toward the positive. Of course, there were some people who gave both of them a hard time. For the first time in a year, since Tom had said it, Nick had been called a fag in school. It didn’t bother him. The people who seemed to have the biggest problem with him being gay were people he never really spent time with. None of his friends or acquaintances, none of the people he liked being around, seemed to care. Or, if they did care, they didn't say anything.
Things were harder for Tom. He was accustomed to everyone liking him and looking up to him. If he failed or screwed up, he had enough positive accomplishments in reserve to cover his mistakes. He was a crummy basketball player, but he was good at football and that made up for it. On the rare occasions when he blew a game, people would be angry, but he knew he deserved it.
Now there were people who disliked him simply because of who he was dating. It felt unfair, and he became slightly depressed. Nick, in particular, tried to convince him that it wasn’t so bad. Almost everyone still thought that Tom was God’s gift to humanity and the girls were practically worshipping him now. Maybe a few people had a problem with him, but that had always been the case.
“You’re serious?” Tom asked Nick. They were eating lunch together. As people walked by, they both felt like they were zoo animals on display.
“I didn’t really like you.” Nick said with a smile. “I mean, I thought you were hot, but you seemed kind of arrogant.”
Monday, January 11, 2016
The Crew, Part 1
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The Crew, Part 1
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I woke up on Sunday morning with a throbbing headache; too much beer and whiskey the night before. I forced my eyes open and rolled over in bed. Empty. That was a blessing. I'd been fucking my ex-girlfriend almost every weekend since we'd broken up. When I got drunk, I usually found her laying next to me the next morning. Without her here, I could recover in peace.
I quickly realized that my refrigerator was empty. I pulled on some pants and walked to the convenience store down the block to grab some milk and shit. As I walked out, I tried to remember the day before. The last thing I could recall was UCLA blowing their game, and me trying to figure out how much money I'd lost.
As I walked up to my apartment building two guys stepped out of a shitty car parked curbside. They were big guys, maybe six three or four, and both looked to weigh at least two hundred pounds. They were young and muscular. I glanced at them, calculated my odds of winning a fight, and decided that I didn't stand a chance with my hangover. I turned toward my building.
"You run and when we catch you we'll break your arms," one of the guys yelled.
The Crew, Part 1
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I woke up on Sunday morning with a throbbing headache; too much beer and whiskey the night before. I forced my eyes open and rolled over in bed. Empty. That was a blessing. I'd been fucking my ex-girlfriend almost every weekend since we'd broken up. When I got drunk, I usually found her laying next to me the next morning. Without her here, I could recover in peace.
I quickly realized that my refrigerator was empty. I pulled on some pants and walked to the convenience store down the block to grab some milk and shit. As I walked out, I tried to remember the day before. The last thing I could recall was UCLA blowing their game, and me trying to figure out how much money I'd lost.
As I walked up to my apartment building two guys stepped out of a shitty car parked curbside. They were big guys, maybe six three or four, and both looked to weigh at least two hundred pounds. They were young and muscular. I glanced at them, calculated my odds of winning a fight, and decided that I didn't stand a chance with my hangover. I turned toward my building.
"You run and when we catch you we'll break your arms," one of the guys yelled.
Monday, January 4, 2016
Quarterback Keeper 16
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Quarterback Keeper, Part 15
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The next weeks passed in a blur. The relationship between Tom and Nick was more romantic and less sexual than usual. Tom had taken the relationship to the next level and made it much more serious than it had been. Nick in particular realized that he hadn't really been thinking of Tom as a boyfriend but as more of a fuck buddy.
After Tom said he loved him, Nick couldn't pretend that they were just screwing around. Tom was serious and that scared Nick almost as much as anything could.
From the start, Nick had thought of their relationship as being about him. Tom came to him, offered himself to him, and then made him popular. He felt like he owed Tom everything. Despite the affection Tom showed Nick on a daily basis, the relationship had felt, until then, like Tom was making up for the way he had treated Nick one morning months ago. Nick knew that he was in love with Tom, but he hadn't considered that Tom might love him back.
That responsibility was a little overwhelming. He was as important to Tom as Tom was to him, and even though Tom had done a lot for Nick, Nick now realized that he had done a lot for Tom as well. They were both adjusting to this new reality.
In the past, they mainly hung out with the guys, before going home to screw around. Most of their one on one interactions were built around sexual encounters. They had gone on a few 'dates,' but the relationship was primarily about sex. Now, suddenly, both of them had a bigger interest in each other. They wanted to show their affection in other ways, talk about their lives in different ways, and just spend time with each other.
Quarterback Keeper, Part 15
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charliessmut.tumblr.com
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The next weeks passed in a blur. The relationship between Tom and Nick was more romantic and less sexual than usual. Tom had taken the relationship to the next level and made it much more serious than it had been. Nick in particular realized that he hadn't really been thinking of Tom as a boyfriend but as more of a fuck buddy.
After Tom said he loved him, Nick couldn't pretend that they were just screwing around. Tom was serious and that scared Nick almost as much as anything could.
From the start, Nick had thought of their relationship as being about him. Tom came to him, offered himself to him, and then made him popular. He felt like he owed Tom everything. Despite the affection Tom showed Nick on a daily basis, the relationship had felt, until then, like Tom was making up for the way he had treated Nick one morning months ago. Nick knew that he was in love with Tom, but he hadn't considered that Tom might love him back.
That responsibility was a little overwhelming. He was as important to Tom as Tom was to him, and even though Tom had done a lot for Nick, Nick now realized that he had done a lot for Tom as well. They were both adjusting to this new reality.
In the past, they mainly hung out with the guys, before going home to screw around. Most of their one on one interactions were built around sexual encounters. They had gone on a few 'dates,' but the relationship was primarily about sex. Now, suddenly, both of them had a bigger interest in each other. They wanted to show their affection in other ways, talk about their lives in different ways, and just spend time with each other.
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