Vacation with the cousins About three or four times a year during vacations Hunter (age:15) goes and
stays over his cousin's house for a week or so. Hunter's cousins are Dan (age:15)
Alex (age:13) Molly (age:14) and Jane (age:14). Hunter was always happy to go
there when ever he could so he could hang out with Dan and his friends. But this
year was different little did anyone know the girls (Alex, Molly, and Jane) would be
pulling the strings. Hunter arived at the house around noon time on sunday to
spend the week. He got out of his mother's can and rang the door bell. "Hello
Hunter how good it is to see you!" Aunt Beth said giving him a great big hug. "Its
good to see you too" Hunter replied with a smile. "Where is Dan?" Hunter asked
looking at Dan's room window. "Well i think he went across the street to bring his
sisters back. He's been gone for a while how about u go look" Aunt Beth told
Hunter as she and his mother walked inside for a cup of tea. He walked ac
Camp Comeuppance Pt. 1 (f+/m+) Crowds of teens gathered in a large circle over the grassy field, hooting and cheering forming a cacophony of auditory input that lost any semblance of meaning to Nicholas. It wasn’t even noon yet and the sun had already driven him to toss his shirt to the sidelines, leaving only his basketball shorts and a pair of sneakers as his wardrobe. It’d been a long summer, and after two months of back and forth pranks between the girls’ and boys’ camp, the only thing the seventeen year old was focused on in this moment was staring down Stacey and the seven other girls stalking the far side of the field. The two of them brushed the dark brown bangs away from their matching eyes at the same time, their status as twins highlighted by their pregame mannerisms. Both teams knew they stood to lose not just bragging rights, but much of their dignity, but the boys were already in the lead and needed only to prevent the girls from sweeping them in this game.
Tied Up in Homework Pt. 2 (f/m)Brad’s strong shoulders worked up and down as he continued to struggle against the ropes, becoming angrier every minute Alexa stood over him with her sneakered foot planted over his mouth. His eyes darted around the room as he arched his back before turning his furious glare back towards the victorious girl standing proudly over him.
“What’s wrong Brad? Big strong jock like you all tied up by a girl?”
Temporarily satisfied with her session of gloating over the defeated boy trussed and gagged at her feet, Alexa sunk down and straddled him, her legs keeping his arms pinned immobile to his sides. Before reaching into the bag for more rope, she unzipped and discarded her snug running jacket to reveal a tight pink tank top underneath.
“I’m kind of glad you were too dumb to just give me what I wanted in the first place, this is way more fun! Don't you agree? Go on, speak up!”
Focusing his rage, Brad bucked his hips and
Tied Up in Homework Pt. 1 (f/m)“No! Do it yourself Alexa!”
Brad rolled his eyes as Ms. Baker shushed him from her desk across the library before turning his gaze back to the pouting Alexa sitting next to him. She had been shamelessly flirting with him for thirty minutes, running her hands through his blonde hair while expertly using every curve of her body to distract him. All of it an attempt to use his work for the report that was due tomorrow, and he had begrudgingly tolerated it only because she was so good at it. Despite his frustration at her constant pleas, he allowed his eyes to wander once more down the 19 year old Hispanic girl’s body. With her pink and black skin-tight spandex gym outfit, he could’ve sworn she had planned this out from the beginning, her grin widening and her hips shifting when he realized she’d caught him staring again.
“Oh come on Brad, you totally owe me from when I helped you cheat last year in high school.”
“I don’t owe you anythi
Contest Entry: Camping WoesEvery year in May, before it got too hot, the senior class went on a camping trip. It was supposed to help the students bond and make them appreciate the small things that made their lives more comfortable.
Riley was not looking forward to this ordeal. He had dark, silky hair that his mother insisted he wear just slightly long, pale skin, expressive eyes, and no muscle tone. He looked more like a girl than most of the girls, and was a prime target for bullying. Given a choice, he would have politely declined to go on this trip and stayed home reading. Unfortunately, his parents had made it clear they weren't paying thousands of dollars a year to send him to private school for him to say he didn't want what said school had to offer.
Friday afternoon saw Riley lining up with the rest of the seniors for the buses. The guys around him were clustered in small groups, talking amongst themselves- Riley was the only one standing