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“Rick, we may have taken more time at the clinic than we had planned, do you want to skip the gym and come back tomorrow to get set up with your training program and personal trainer?” Mom asked as we left the clinic.
“Mom, I’d rather do this today and maybe even get started with my training tomorrow if it all works out, I want to go by the school tomorrow and register too. I’m thinking very seriously about football this year, if you have no objections.”
“We’ll swing by the gym, it shouldn’t take too long to get you signed up, and I’m sure they can assign you personal trainer and get your schedule all worked out for you, I’ll just have to keep from getting too close to anyone, I smell like I’ve just been fucked by an army!” Mom said as she chuckled.
I laughed at Mom, she was the best friend a young boy could ever have, and she was one more sexy woman too.
Mom whipped the big SUV into the parking lot right near the front entrance of the gym. We walked in and saw the office to our left. I walked up and knocked on the door and a tall young man about twenty five years old opened the door and invited us in.
“Hi, I’m Terry, the owner, what may I do for you today?” he asked as he introduced himself.
“I’m Rick Dalton, and this is my Mom, Debra, We’re here to get me enrolled in a training program and also get a personal trainer to assist me in physical fitness as well as the right dieting program,” I said as mom and I both shook Terry’s hand.
“Well, let’s sit over here at the desk Rick, and get all your personal information, Debra, while we do this you’re more than welcome to walk through the gym and look our facilities over if you like.” Terry spoke to mom.
“Thank you, I think I will take a quick look around.” Mom said.
“Take this guest card and clip to your shirt so everyone will know you have permission to be here, we try to keep just anyone from wandering in here.” Terry said as he handed mom a plastic card on a chain that had a clip on the end.
Mom went back through the door and Terry and I went about the process of getting me enrolled. I took the application and filled out all the blanks, with all my vital statistics, which was easy because we just left the clinic.
I put down our address and phone number, then looked over to see if I had missed anything.
I handed it back to Terry and he looked it over, he looked at me and frowned a bit as he asked, “Rick, you put down here that you were fourteen years old, is that your correct age?”
“Yes Terry, my birthday was about a month ago now. Why is there a problem?”
“No, not a problem, you just look and act older than fourteen.” Terry said.
“Well Terry, I’ve had a lot of strange changes occur to me the past week or so, and we just left Dr. Burk’s clinic where I got a physical to make sure that every thing was ok with me.” I told him.
“How did you check out Rick, all your vital signs ok, how about your reflexes, were they ok, what about your stamina, did they check you there too?” Terry asked all these questions quickly.
“Everything checked out good, and the nurse told me my stamina was as good as she had ever seen.” I told him with a crooked little smile.
“Great Rick, I’ll enter all this in the computer, it’ll take me about ten minutes if you’d like to catch up with your mom and check out all of our equipment while I do this.” Terry said.
“Sure,” I told him.
“Take this guest pass with you, I’m sure you can spot your mom in here, she is a very attractive woman, and I hope you don’t mind me saying that.”
“I’ll tell her that you think so, and I fully agree with you Terry, she is my best friend in the world. She’s my mom, and yes, she is a very attractive woman to boot!” I told Terry as I went through the door into the gym.
I saw mom walking through all the rows of exercise equipment and caught up to her. “Through already?” she asked.
“No Terry is putting all my information in the computer, and he said it would take about ten minutes if I wanted to join you and tour the gym,” I explained.
“This is a nice set up isn’t it mom.”
“Yes it is, I may come and work out some myself, and I bet Karen will also want to when I tell her what all they have here.” Mom said.
“That would be great Mom. We should ask if they have a family plan.” I told her.
“That is a good idea, I’ll do that when we go back in.”
“Terry should have all the stuff in the computer by now if you are ready to go back in Mom.”
We worked our way back through the equipment and machines and went back inside the office.
“How did you like our set up” Terry asked as we entered the office.
“We really like the way you have it all set up and you have a lot of different exercise equipment too, do you have a family plan, I told Rick that I may come back and work out too if you did.” Mom told him.
“Yes Mrs. Dalton, as a matter of fact we do and we have a lot of families that work out together here at our gym.” Terry told her.
“Then sign us up.” Mom told him with a grin.
“Good, we will need all your vital information on an application too, Mrs. Dalton, just for insurance purposes.” Terry told Mom.
Mom took an application sheet and quickly filled it out, as she didn’t have to put address or other things I had already put on mine about the family.
“Mrs. Dalton when...
“Please Terry, call me Debra, Mrs. Dalton makes me sound old.” Mom said with a laugh.
“Sorry Mrs., I mean Debra” Terry seemed a little flustered by mom’s crooked little smile.
Terry told us that he would assign me a personal trainer, and it looked like I would get Jerry, the best trainer here. I thanked him, and told him that was great, I wanted to really kick it up and take advantage of my sudden height and muscle mass that I had suddenly been blessed with.
“Great, when do you want to start Rick?” Terry asked.
“Do you have anything open for tomorrow, so that Jerry can get me started on an exercise and diet program as soon as possible?” I asked.
Let me look at Jerry’s schedule here.” Terry said as he turned to look at the big board behind him. “Yes, Jerry is open from eleven to one o’clock tomorrow, if you don’t mind working the first day through lunch, then the two of you can set up the best time for you to meet again.”
“Sounds good to me Terry, thank you so much for helping us get all of this worked out so easily.” I told him. “I will be here tomorrow before eleven to meet Jerry. See you then.”
“Thank you Rick, and Debra I hope you’ll come back any time and work out, you’ll not need a schedule unless you want to work with a personal trainer.” Terry looked at mom.
“Terry, for now I just want to come in and work out, I may bring my sister, she’s a year younger, and we both try to stay fit.
“I’ll be looking forward to meeting her if she is as pretty as you.” Terry said as he made himself blush.
“Why Terry, I think you may have blushed with that, but I really thank you for the compliment. I can assure you too that Karen won’t run off any of your customers with her looks. Rick tells her all the time that she has a body to die for and a ‘killer ass’.”
Mom told Terry as we got up to leave.
“Then I’m sure that all of us here at TJ’s gym will be glad to meet the whole family and work out with you as well.” Terry had regained his composure now, and smiled.
Mom and I left, went by and grabbed a quick salad at a fast food place for a late lunch and headed home.
When mom and I got home, I went straight to the phone and called Ben.
“Hello, Bolden residence.” Megan answered.
“Hey Megan, Rick here, how are you?” I said, thinking I would see just how she greeted me today.
“Hey back to you ‘stud’, how are you today, I’m so sore, it hurts to pee.” She told me.
“Sorry about that Megan. I guess we got kinda carried away yesterday.” I apologized.
“Rick, I’ll never regret what we did yesterday and I would let you put that monster back in me again any time.” Megan told me.
“Then we’ll just have to get together when you are not so sore, I’d love to lay on your killer ass and fuck you from behind.” I told her, thinking that I would at least get her hot.
“Damn you Rick, that’s not fair,” She laughed. “I know you called to see if Ben’s home, but I was sitting here all morning thinking of what all you did to me yesterday and wanted to talk to you before you talked to Ben.” Megan told me.
Oh no, I thought, Ben didn’t take it well when Megan told him about us.
“Megan, is there a problem with Ben? Did you tell him what we did? Is he mad at me about it?” I shot all the questions at her in a row.
“Hold on Rick, I did tell Ben, only I didn’t tell him that you and I fucked just that we went skinny dipping together, and that we played around a bit with each other.
“Then he told me he thought it was great that I started liking you all of a sudden, he even wanted to know if I would let him see me like I let you, and we spent about two hours this morning in my room exploring each other, while mom and dad were at the grocery store.” Megan told me.
“Wow Megan you’re a lot different than I always thought you were, I owe you a big apology for all the years Ben and I acted like fools around you.” I told her.
“Rick, we won’t worry about that now, we’ll just enjoy each others company from now on. I’m so glad that all of this happened, it’s made me realize just how much I like my brother Ben and his best bud, ‘Rick The Stud’.” Megan laughed as she said the last part.
“Hold on and let me get Ben for you, he’s outside by the pool.” Megan said. I waited for her to go get Ben, wondering how he would react to me after she had told him about yesterday, I knew too that I would have to tell him the rest of it too, real soon, before something slipped with Megan or myself.
My heart beat was pounding in my chest as I waited, not sure just what was going to be said when he got on the phone.
“Rick, hey Bud, how the hell are you. Megan told me you came over yesterday while we were gone, sorry I missed you, I thought you were coming back today or I wouldn’t have gone with mom and dad.” Ben was rattling.
“Well its no big deal, wanna get together for a while this afternoon?”
“Sure, let’s go to the park and see if we can see any girls, wanna.” He said.
“Sure, I’ll meet you there in about twenty minutes.”
“See ya in a bit buddy,” I told him. We hung up and I went to take a shower, and put on some clean shorts and a new cropped t-shirt that Bonnie got me when she went into town the other day at the resort.
I slipped into the shower and almost started jacking off as the water and soap felt so good to my Dick, but decided to wait, since I had fucked for so long this morning, boy ol’ Ben would shit if I told him everything I had done this week!
After my shower, I got another pair of ‘Under Armor’, slipped them on and put on a pair of cut-off jeans that were shorter than my ‘Under Armor’.
Good, this is what Ben will wear too, and besides, my Dick won’t be trying to run wild while I’m at the park with Ben.
I hollered at Mom, told her I was meeting Ben at the park, ran out the door to get my bike. I got to the park and Ben was waiting for me at our regular meeting place.
“Rick, man you have really changed, Megan told me I’d hardly recognize you and she’s right. How in the hell did this happen so quick.” Ben asked.
“Ben this has been a really wild week and it’ll take me a long time to tell you all of it. Megan told me that she had told you already about us skinny dipping yesterday.” I said, testing him to see how he reacted.
“Yes, we got back late last night and I went straight to bed. When I got up this morning, dad and mom had left a note saying they were going grocery shopping and would be gone for about two hours, because dad wanted to go to Home Depot first.” Ben was telling me, “I fixed me some cereal and was eating when Megan came in the kitchen, and spoke to me, stood behind me and gave me a hug.”
“She came around the table grinning like crazy, all she was wearing was a short t-shirt and bikini panties, man I nearly shit my britches, as she fixed her cereal at the cabinet with her back to me.” Ben kept the story going. “Then she sat down at the side of the table next to me, giving me a clean shot of her crotch. I thought I was gonna cum right then.” Ben laughed. “That’s when she told me you had come by, and I just knew she was gonna tell me she had given you hell, but she just started telling me all about how you looked different and even acted different. I was waiting for her to drop the bomb, but there was no bomb.” Ben finished.
“Wow Ben, she sure was different toward me yesterday too, I was the same way, waiting for the bomb to go off anytime, but we started playing around and had a lot of fun. Ben, are you mad at me for seeing your sister naked yesterday?” I asked, not wanting to let this go on too long.
“Hell no, thanks to you, Megan’s done a complete turn around and she even took me to her room this morning!” Ben grinned.
“Shit Ben, tell me all about it and I’ll tell you all about yesterday, deal.” I asked Ben.
“Deal.” He answered grinning.
Ben and I got up and started walking over toward the center of the big park as he told me about what had happened. We always went over this way when we came here to walk, chat and goof off.
There were always girls that were babysitting during the summer that would bring the kids to the park to play, and we would get a seat under a tree and watch the action. Most of the kids would be very active and keep the girls jumping to keep up with them.
The last time we were here before my family went to the beach, we had seen a couple of girls here with kids. One had a short skirt on and the wind was blowing pretty good, we got some good panty shots that day.
Ben and I found a seat close to the swings as the place was busy today and we saw what looked like maybe three babysitters or either older sisters with their younger sisters and brothers. They all looked good from where we were, one had on a short pleated skirt, the other two had on soccer shorts.
All of them had some type of t-shirts. We got settled and kept watch for some good views, and I told Ben to get on with his story.
“Rick, I can’t tell you how much Megan has changed toward me in just one day. She told me she wanted to have a talk with me, and told me to come on back to her room. She wanted to brush her hair while we talked, I looked at her, but didn’t see the usual sneer that she always wore, you know the one I am talking about.” Ben said looking at me with a grin.
“Anyway, I thought what the heck, the only time I ever got to see her room was when she was gone and I sneaked in there to see what I could find. I followed her down the hall way, looking at her ass, and you know she has a ‘killer ass’. Well she was giving me a pretty good show as she walked and it swung from side to side.
“Megan walked over to the dresser and got her brush, and I thought she was gonna sit there and brush her hair, so I followed her.”
“She turned around and told me to get on the bed and we’d sit there and talk. Her bed was still messed up from last night, but we got in and I sat down cross legged in the middle, damned if she didn’t sit there facing me with her ankles crossed and her legs wide open.”
“I couldn’t take my eyes off her crotch, and she just kept talking. She was telling me about you coming over and that you were about to leave, but you had changed so much that the two of you got to talking and found out that you actually did like each other.
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An America Girl in Aden by Aurelius(The story takes place in Aden, a small British trading port in South Yemen, Arabia. The year is 1880.)As-salaam 'aleikum.wa 'aleiku-salaam. The visitors responded.Welcome, welcome. Please seat yourselves. Be at ease. You are honoured guests in my humble home.Mr. and Mrs. Walter Carrstairs sat down nervously on a plush upholstered chaise, anxious not to cause offence to their host. This rich Yemenis home was the...
Allyson involuntarily leaned back on the steps, her naked rear end on the edge of the third step from the bottom brushing up against the rough pile of the carpeted stairs. Her clothes were in a pile on the floor around her socked feet, her hands were tied behind her back with the shoes strings from the saddle shoes Hannah had bought her. Her hair was mussed, and had she been able to see, her lipstick was smudged. Standing in front of her were two young men, a third, the one who’d knotted her...
At first the call from Audra caught the boys off guard, but they quickly recovered. While Wayne pulled the sleeping bags out of the tent and rolled to them up, Paul loaded the fishing gear and coolers. Aubrey soon had the tent down, and after a walk over to clean up any litter they were on their way. All three were tired so to keep awake they started to chatter. A number of things came up, but in the back of everyone’s mind there was only one topic that anyone cared about. ‘So she wants to...
Dressed in a slutty school girl costume, Callie took to the stage. The heavy bass of the music pounded out the rhythm as she bumped and gyrated down the narrow runway between club members. She blew out her bubblegum until it popped loudly and winked at a regular patron before skipping back to the pole in the centre of the dance area and began a nasty series of moves, grinding and humping against the big pole.Though nineteen, she looked the epitome of a naughty school girl and had many fans...
Dressed in a slutty school girl costume, Callie took to the stage. The heavy bass of the music pounded out the rhythm as she bumped and gyrated down the narrow runway between club members. She blew out her bubblegum until it popped loudly and winked at a regular patron before skipping back to the pole in the centre of the dance area and began a nasty series of moves, grinding and humping against the big pole.Though nineteen, she looked the epitome of a naughty school girl and had many fans...
By mid-morning the Hanson’s had managed to get Allyson back to their house. Mrs. Hanson, Audra, helped her upstairs and back into Paul’s bedroom. Allyson had been given a heavy dose of antibiotics, a mild pain killer, and a sedative to calm her down. Audra was thankful the doctors had medicated her so heavily since it had made it easier to get her settled. All the way back Allyson tried valiantly to assert herself, she insisted she’d soon be OK and able to start back out on her own. Audra knew...
“Really?” she asks me with a curious smile. “That’s what some psychological studies have suggested”, I reply. A psychoanalytical suggestion that men are attracted to the female’s butt because it stands for the breasts seems to intrigue Allyson, my 19 years old Australian student. She is one of the most lively and vivacious girls amongst the 31 odds students from Italy, France, Chile, Argentina, US, India, Iran, Japan, Korea and Australia who are in the international graduate exchange programme...
TabooI don't normally write from a male perspective... so, go easy on me :)--I was, by any measure, a successful man. Finance director at a Fortune 500 company, fast car, beautiful wife, gorgeous home in an affluent part of town. I had it all, yet I threw it all away and became a sissy bitch with barely a second thought. And it all started with Cally.Cally owned my world and she didn't even know it. She was one of the P.A.s from across the hall. She worked for Hunter Chesterton, if I remember...
Caleb Douglas is the name and I’m a young African-American stud who’s having the time of his life. Seriously. Why is that? Well, let’ s see. I’m a full-scholarship student at Ripley College in Boston, Massachusetts. Ripley College was founded in the year 1950 by philanthropist and popular author Patricia Ripley and her husband, billionaire Thomas Highland Smith. They passed away ten years later but the Ripley & Smith Foundation has continued to look after the fledging college, providing...
There was a small family resturant down the street from the hotel we were staying at. A nice place, the main thing that stuck in my mind was all the blue tile on the walls and floor. A little while after we began our meal, I decided to go grab a smoke and draw, maybe wander around a little. I am what you would call a considerate smoker and chose to light up outside, being it was daylight my mother figured I couldn't get into too much trouble by wandering. I walked out to the...
September 1, 2007, I remember that day well. Michigan Wolverines fans wish they could forget that day. That was the day their football program took a huge hit. Since that day they haven't fully recovered. That was the day I hooked up with my first American. I was still reeling from Kira, and I was glad to get away for a couple days. I went with a few buddies down to Ann Arbor to watch that game. For me, I wanted to hit a game when the weather was still warm. We fully expected a blowout, and...
College SexMilena Dorin awakened from her slumber. She grabbed her iPhone and pressed the button to see the time. It was 6:14 a.m. She decided to get up and bathe. She walked into the master bathroom of her palatial two-bedroom, two-bath downtown condo. She pulled her douching apparatus from beneath the sink. She cleaned out her 40-inch ass. After completing that task, she hopped in the shower. The steamy, hot water felt good against her milky-white skin. She scrubbed her curvaceous figure with a purple...
Sold as an American Bride By Jena Corso Michael and James were having a great time at their business conference in Moscow. After three days they had begun to make the business contacts they felt they needed if they were going to succeed in opening the Russian branch for the firm. On our fourth night they were beginning to adjust to the time difference and enjoying dinner and a few cocktails when Michael received an unexpected phone call. As Michael hung up the phone he stared at...
Xavier watched Ameena flee when she saw him. Hecursed under his breath. He was never going to fuck her if shekept avoiding him. She'd been wearing a small bikini giving him aquick glance at an incredible body. When his prey was out ofsight, Xavier finally noticed her husband had been standingnearby. "Your wife have a problem with black men?"Norman Howard was leaning over an expensive looking digitalcamera on a tripod. He'd been trying to photograph his wife andlooked upset that he'd been...
Bye Bye Miss American Pie. Codes: M/F, Spanking, Romance.It was Friday night and the big city blues were in full swing. Amidst the swirl of alcohol and misty tobacco I was with a few of the (motley) crew from lower south side getting totally blitzed on cheap vodka and snakebites as we sat listening to the sound of rebellion coming from the Fat Larry jukebox.Call me Joe by the way. At last count I'm 25 going on 40. Looks wise I'm tall, dark but nothing special at all. Anyway, I looked better in...
Last winter, during a January marked by both voluntary and involuntary shutdowns of Washington, DC, I went to a large room at 26 Federal Plaza in lower Manhattan to swear allegiance to a government that at the time was having trouble staying open for business. With about fifty other people from a broad swath around the globe, I walked in a citizen of another place and walked out an American. There were several Chinese people like myself in the group, but I was the only Canadian. We all came...
Disaster Averted The change to the new order of things had begun with Monica Bushnell. With the support of the ACLU and NOW, she sued, citing the double standard of men being able to be bare chested in public and women not having that right. The case, Bushnell vs Cuomo, had gone to the Supreme Court after reversals and appeals at lower court levels. In a seven to two decision, for which the Chief Justice wrote the majority opinion, the law of the land was interpreted to mean that women had the...
The old man's hand was trembling, as he shook another hand. It seemed that everyone wanted to thank him for his service, before they meandered away and ignored the shape his country was in. It was another Fourth of July, and the old man was grieving over what he saw in the news, and on the streets of his country. "Thank you for your service," another young man said, "and Happy Fourth of July," he continued as he reached for the old man's hand. "Celebrate it while you can," the old man...
I knew now, knew without the slightest doubt, what my subconscious had been trying to tell me. The Oasis aftermath. The Gunthers. Or the Meriwethers. Or maybe both. Almost certainly Gunner. I had been the instigator of the Gunthers’ downfall. Was probably the symbol. Hated symbol. And the Gunther collapse was tied directly to the arrests of David and Charles Meriwether. The Buckshot Video was similar to the FaceTime video I’d saved on my laptop. When Greta Gunther blew the head off one of...
Fourteen year old Adam writhed in pain. He was lying on his bed with nipple clamps attached firmly to his chest and handcuffs securing him to the bed frame. Intermittently his 17 year old step brother Callum whipped him across his bare chest with a flogger further increasing his discomfort. I should say at this point the story isn’t going to be about the bondage games Adam and Callum played together. You see, when Callum and his mother had first moved in with Adam the two boys discovered they...
It was a sunny Friday afternoon. Adam was relaxing in his room when he heard a sudden shattering of glass downstairs. He ran down the stairs to find one of the front windows was now in pieces all over the floor, a frisbee laid on the carpet in amongst the glass. Just as moved to the door to look for the culprits the door bell sounded. Two girls from his school, Tilly and Summer, stood at the doorstep with guilty expressions on their faces.?Hi.? Said Tilly. ?We’re really sorry but it was us...
Leo's entire life has been devoted to sexual exploration and so it was with his ambition as Sasha. I was driving a taxi part-time, a job recommended by my football coach when I met Matisha. I didn't recognize her as a man, she was that good. She was coming out of a motel with a truck driver and wearing a large cowboy belt buckle and shiny black boots. Matisha's legs were bronzed brown in a wrap around red dress that hugged her sexy hips. I considered fucking her myself, so after dropping off...
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