The Adventures of American man Dreamworld
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After the best and most intense training session we’ve ever participated in at the Taekwondo Studio, we invited the members of our tournament teams over to our house for another workout.
Besides Ben, Toro and me, we have Doc Roberts and Mickey Bradshaw in our men’s Delegation.
Aroya and Marita have gone to Dallas with their mom to spend two weeks with their grandmother through the Christmas holidays. They have a cousin two years younger, who works for them in their cleaning business. Danna is scheduling the cleaning crews in her cousins’ absence.
Danna and her cousin Marita look enough alike, they could pass as sisters – and until Mickey Bradshaw locked her up, Danna was the hottest young girl in our class who wasn’t dating anyone. The reason being, her mom refused to let her date just anyone.
Danna took Mickey Bradshaw home with her and that was all it took for her mom to agree that it was time for Danna to have a boyfriend. Mickey told us later that Danna’s mom knew all about him, and all about each and every member of our Mavericks Football Team.
When she and Mickey came to our house to train tonight, they brought their swim suits like everyone else does, when they come over. Danna wore a miniskirt over her bikini bottoms, with one of Mickey’s old practice jerseys for a top ... until she pulled it off.
Brandy told him, “Mickey – you have struck gold – Dear Friend. Danna could be a model.”
“I know. I still have to pinch my own ass just to be sure I’m not dreaming. I took Danna’s mom one of my game jerseys today, and I thought we were going to end up in a threesome, before we left for the studio.”
I told him, “Mickey, I’m not trying to get into yours and Danna’s business – BUT – if you and Danna ever need a place to be alone for an hour or two, or even a night, let us know. We have an extra room upstairs that never gets used.”
“DAMN OUTLAW ... we’ve been going crazy trying to figure out how we could be alone. We’ve been dating since school started last fall and we want more ... if you know what I mean.”
“Mickey ... if you want me to, I’ll take Danna up and show her the room ... where the clean sheets, the bathroom, towels and blow-dryers are,” Brandy told him.
“I owe you guys ... here she comes, and just look at that smile. I’ll tell her what you said.”
“Danna – Brandy and Rick were just telling me that I struck gold when I finally got up the nerve to ask you out ... then your mom let you be my girlfriend ... They told me too, that they have an extra room upstairs if we ever want to be alone ... uh ... for a while.”
She grabbed Brandy’s hand, “Brandy, can you show me now? I will help Marita and Aroya clean your house forever – if you’ll let Mickey and me use that room. I have to get my hands on his ass before I have a heart attack ... I want him so bad.”
As Brandy and Danna walked through the door, into the house, I pulled Mickey aside, “Hey Man – you know Gage, his mom and dad have asked us not to put ourselves through any strenuous activities until the matches in Waco are over.”
“Yeah, I know ... I’ll just have to tell her that she can do all the work our first time, and I’ll make it up to her after Tuesday. I think her mom is going to let her go with us to Waco ... at least – she told us she’d think about it...”
“Tell her that the rest of us will chaperon you and Danna while we’re on that trip,” I was making a joke ... like that would convince her mom that Danna would be safer.
“Shit Man, you better watch saying things like that. Her mom would go herself if she thought you’d tap that ass for her ... I’m not lying, Outlaw, she thinks the sun rises and sets on your ass...”
“Get Backkk ... damn, I’ve met her and she looks more like Danna’s sister than her mom.”
“Don’t I know it ... She thinks Brandy is the hottest girl in Masonville too ... so you better watch that real close if you and Brandy are around her very much.”
“I’ll have Brandy call and invite her to come over and swim with us one night. That sounds interesting...”
“I want to see the pics...”
“Get your ass over here – you and I are going to spar – then if there’s enough of your ass left, Danna can have leftovers.”
“Gimme hell, Dalton ... I need all the time on the mats I can get – with you, Gage, Toro, Doc, and Ben. It felt good today, just getting back into our training again.”
“I know what you mean. I was still so keyed up after our win in Houston, I needed that three-round match with Gage, just to settle down.”
“I swear – I’ve never seen anything like it! I’m glad they let you and Gage go first. I saw so many things I need to improve on ... I just knew that any minute one of you were going to be flat of your back ... Just help me train to be half as good as you and Gage and I’ll be happy.”
“I’m going to tell you what Garrick told me during the match ... If you can’t discern your friend from your opponent, you’ll never be a contender, you’ll always be a student.”
“That’s something I’ll have to work on. I hope when we get to Waco, I’ll be able to use all I’ve learned to make a good showing at least. The best part is, I won’t know the guy I’ll be facing.”
“We all feel that way about the upcoming event. Now get over here on this practice mat and let’s warm up before we start hammering each other.”
After another great workout here at our house, and the others left, Danna took Mickey’s hand and turned to where Ben and I sat on the couch, “Mickey and I have some unfinished business we need to take care of. Thanks Rick, for letting us use your room. We’ll see all of you in the morning.
When Brandy and Em came back, Em pulled Ben off the couch and told him, “Come on Stud, we’re going to cuddle the next two days, then after we come back from Waco, I’ll give Rudolph a ride on Santa’s Sleigh.”
Sunday morning, we were back at the studio by 10:00 and though there were other members working out this morning, the Delegates for the tournament in Waco had the main workout room occupied.
Today, Garrick had Gage and me come up with him, then he called Brandy and Kalita up with us, before he talked to the others.
“Today we’re going to give each of you guys a chance to spar – one fast, and furious round each, with Gage and Rick. You girls will get a fast, furious round, each with Brandy and Kalita. After these rounds, we will taper off and do our routines. Tomorrow morning, I want all of you here at 9:00. We’ll run through our routines a few times before we load up and head for Waco...
“When we arrive in Waco, we’ll check into our hotel, then we’ll go across the street to the Taekwondo Studio where we’ll sign up and weigh in. On Tuesday, we’ll meet back at the studio at 9:00 for our first match at 10:00. We won’t know who your opponents will be, or how each of the matches are scheduled until we weigh in, with each contender placed into their designated weight class...
“We’ve been assured that the contenders you’ll face Tuesday, have only been training less than four years. I know the Master well, and he’ll have his best students ready, but he’ll not put a ringer in just to win a tournament. Believe me when I tell you, he does not train his students with the intensity you have been trained since you joined us here at O’Brian Studios. We train you here at O’Brian, in the same manner I was trained when I was first introduced to Taekwondo in Seoul ... Before I met Marilinn...
“You are the best of the best in your weight and age class. I’ll stake my Belt and my Honor on that statement. Get this in your head – Garrick O’Brian said YOU are the Best of the Best, in your class...
“Each of you young men are members of the Mavericks D-2 Championship Football team. Show that Maverick Attitude today, and take pride in showing that same Winning Attitude Tuesday at the Tournament...
“You girls – each of you have seen first hand, what your Mavericks accomplished by having a Winning Attitude. Show us here today, and your opponents Tuesday, that you too, have a Winning Attitude...
“Marilinn and I will referee these rounds. She has a schedule for each of you, showing who you will train with first, and down the list until we have given each of you a good workout. There will be a one minute rest between each round, same as in the tournament.
“Any questions?
“If not, let us begin. Give me your best ... Give your opponent the ultimate Taekwondo, that you know deep down in your heart – your minds and bodies are capable of.”
Garrick O’Brian would have made a good coach in any sport, and could possibly qualify as a fine motivational speaker. He used exactly the one thing that would bring out the best in each of us on these two teams. I could tell the difference during the four sparring rounds I had with Ben, Toro, Mickey and Doc.
This was the first time Toro and I had faced off since well before our football playoffs began. It was back to old times again as he and I hammered each other until we heard the buzzer to stop our round. He grinned his crooked, evil grin at me as we slapped gloves, then I grabbed him around his chest in a hug. “Welcome back to Taekwondo, Baby Bull...”
“Thanks for giving me that workout, Outlaw. You make me better each time we spar. I know if I don’t stay alert and give my all, I’ll be flat of my ass in a heartbeat.”
When we watched the girls spar with Brandy and Kalita, I was amazed at the difference in intensity each of them showed. Brandy and Maelee are actually the smallest of all the girls in our womens Delegation. Yet, they are the most fierce competitors of all the girls and women at O’Brian Taekwondo Studio.
Gage nudged me with his elbow, as we sat on the floor around the mats with our legs crossed, watching the girls spar. He leaned over to tell me, “We’re going to sweep this tournament, just like you and your guys swept the State Football Playoffs.”
“That’s a very stout statement, coming from you before the tournament. You’re like Coach Miller used to be ... You never give praise unless you’ve seen the ultimate.”
“That’s exactly what we O’Brian’s have witnessed this weekend, in preparation for our very first tournament ... The Ultimate – in humility, sacrifice, attitude and pride.”
We boarded the leased mini-bus at 11:00 for the hundred and seventy-five mile trip to Waco. We stopped in Round Rock at a Chick-Fil-A, for lunch and arrived at our hotel a few minutes after 3:00.
When we checked in at the hotel, we learned that we didn’t have designated rooms. The six of us boys were in adjoining double rooms on the fifth floor, and the six girls were in adjoining double rooms on the same floor. Garrick and Marilinn were across the hall from those rooms. They informed us that we were expected to act responsibly during our stay here.
Yes there are six girls, Danna’s mom met with Garrick and Marilinn about Danna attending the tournament with us. She even offered to pay Danna’s expenses, but the O’Brians told her that one more would not create any more expense.
Elisa Reyes was so impressed by Garrick and Marilinn, she signed Danna and herself up for classes at the Taekwondo Studio. Danna and Mickey told us later that Danna played a big role in getting her to join ... when she told her mom they trained at The Outlaw’s pool-house in bikinis, as much as they did at the studio.
I asked Gage what – acting responsibly – meant to his mom and dad.
“I was told to inform all of you ... just be yourselves – NO SEX – before the tournament... and don’t trash the damn place...”
At 4:00 we gathered in the lobby and headed across the street to Texas’ Top – Taekwondo School. Their studio is about the size of O’Brian’s Studio in Masonville was originally, before they annexed the building next door and doubled their floorspace.
This was all new to us. We have never weighed in for a tournament, or been assigned to different weight classes.
Toro is the only Heavyweight on our team, at 220 lbs.
Ben, Doc, Mickey and I are all Middleweights at 180 – 190 lbs.
Bonnie, Kalita, and Em are in the Lightweight division at 125.8 to 136.7 lbs,
Brandy and Maelee are in the Featherweight division at 125 lbs.
I was told that my hair was too long, and I turned to look at Gage, then Garrick. Each of them nodded. Back in our rooms, I wet my hair in the bathroom, then wearing my Dobok, I sat in a chair as Gage and Brandy combed my hair straight down ... to cut more than three inches off ... until it was even with the top of the collar on my Dobok.
I looked into the mirror, turning my head both ways, “I look naked!”
Brandy told me, “You just concentrate on winning that match tomorrow, Samson, and I’ll restore your strength when this is over.”
“Delilah, you win your match and I’ll help you.”
At 9:00 the next morning we were back at the studio after eating a light breakfast of fruit and juices, at 7:00.
Each of us had a copy of the schedule, and Toro was up first in the only heavyweight match of the tournament. At 9:30 he was suited-up and Gage was too. Gage was going to warm-up each guy before our matches, and Marilinn was going to warm-up each girl before their matches.
Toro waded into Gage as if he were already in a competition match. That’s Toro ... he doesn’t know any speed except wide-open, no matter if it’s football, Taekwondo or swimming. Gage gave him a bellyful and Toro answered each kick and each strike as if the points were being tallied. Gage finally grabbed him, with both arms around him, laughing as he held him.
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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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