CharmedFan28
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That was some excellent writing! I am enjoying where this story is going and I look forward to reading whatever happens next!
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Good P.O.V. from Bradley. Great job so far! 
Were Lattimore and Co. skinny dipping when Brad was spying on them?
What's with that slut Olivia? Is she boinking all the guys at once, one at a time, or not really any of them? Is she riding them, or just along for the ride, so to speak? How many are in the group, and is she the only female type among them?
Keep it rolling, buddy!
Were Lattimore and Co. skinny dipping when Brad was spying on them?
What's with that slut Olivia? Is she boinking all the guys at once, one at a time, or not really any of them? Is she riding them, or just along for the ride, so to speak? How many are in the group, and is she the only female type among them?
Keep it rolling, buddy!
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flamingo
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Thanks so much, guys. I'm glad you like the way I'm giving the character's different points of view on the same situation without it sounding repetitious. BC, I like your anticipation of the 2 main characters actually living together. That seems incredibly impossible at this juncture, doesn't it? 
I'm having fun with Chaz's many questions. Slipping the answers into the story without always addressing them directly. Sneaky me. 
I'm working on the next part. Stepping up will be one of Lattimore's "partners in crime" . . . Mark!
I'm having fun with Chaz's many questions. Slipping the answers into the story without always addressing them directly. Sneaky me. I'm working on the next part. Stepping up will be one of Lattimore's "partners in crime" . . . Mark!
Anthony, it's the 'sneaky' you that's so intriguing. Keep up the great work, bud. Enjoying it so much. BC
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My name is Mark. I'm 6'2", and as strong and ornery as a bull with a nutsack to match. Growing up on my Pap's farm made me a man. Yeah, it was hard work, but I loved it. I am a proud country redneck and wouldn't want to be anyone else. I ride horses and bulls. I've been tossed from a few, breaking my arm once. Those bumps and bruises toughened me up, and nobody can beat me at throwing heavy hay bales around. I have dark hair covering my ears and not afraid to show my body. I'm handsome as fuck when I smile.
I rode the bus with Lattimore. He and I became fast friends when I realized he had a sandpaper demeanor and a don't-take-shit-from-nobody attitude like I had. Smoking weed and drinking was a favorite thing to do. Fuck your rules. We make our own. Yeah, we're brash and ballsy, just like Vance and a few others I roll with. But we back it up. We have zero respect for guys who are soft and think they are entitled.
Which brings me to that candy-ass little bitch, Bradley. He became known as the "sick prick at the crick." HeHeHe!!! Some may wonder why we're so hard on him. Well, mostly it's because he makes it so goddamn easy and fun.
Three other guys and two other girls waited nervously with me for Latt and Olivia to come back to where we had been camping. It was encouraging to see both of them with smiles from ear to ear. Through giggles and laughter, they told us how Bradley's dad bought the entire setup. Pants, condom, beer can. Dad blamed Bradley for everything, and even apologized! Sad Brad looked like a complete idiot when he convicted himself by saying he lost his pants in the woods! Fucking hilarious! I was concerned the plan might backfire if Bradley found himself a set of balls. Latt said that was nothing to worry about.
Who knows how long he was watching us. When we were done jumping into the water, we stripped down to nothing to towel ourselves off and put dry clothes on. There was also some sex taking place, so Bradley got himself a nice little porn show.
Olivia is a whore, but she's OUR whore, and that's all that matters. She takes care of us when we want that sweet juicy pussy. A long-haired brunette with a wide smile. She had been a cheerleader at one time, but didn't get along with the other girls. They hated her because she attracted the boys they liked. Olivia quit because she got tired of the drama. She's a bright girl, so it's no surprise she came up with the scheme against Bradley. I still can't believe we pulled that off!
That morning, she noticed the bulge in my pants, so I was chosen to fill the condom. All 3 girls licked and sucked my swollen dick, or put their snatch in my face. The other guys were entertained by watching me getting off and filling the rubber.
When we were through celebrating our conquest, we gathered up our gear and our beer and carried it up to the van. As we trudged past the other camp, we saw Bradley sitting on his cot with his head in his hands staring down at the ground, looking defeated. When we were loaded up and ready to roll, Bradley's dad came to us and apologized again for his son's "disgusting behavior." Latt shook the dad's hand and said, "It'll be okay, sir."
So, that was Bradley's "lousy summer night." When we got on our bikes and rode away, Latt and I laughed and fist bumped each other . . .
I rode the bus with Lattimore. He and I became fast friends when I realized he had a sandpaper demeanor and a don't-take-shit-from-nobody attitude like I had. Smoking weed and drinking was a favorite thing to do. Fuck your rules. We make our own. Yeah, we're brash and ballsy, just like Vance and a few others I roll with. But we back it up. We have zero respect for guys who are soft and think they are entitled.
Which brings me to that candy-ass little bitch, Bradley. He became known as the "sick prick at the crick." HeHeHe!!! Some may wonder why we're so hard on him. Well, mostly it's because he makes it so goddamn easy and fun.
Three other guys and two other girls waited nervously with me for Latt and Olivia to come back to where we had been camping. It was encouraging to see both of them with smiles from ear to ear. Through giggles and laughter, they told us how Bradley's dad bought the entire setup. Pants, condom, beer can. Dad blamed Bradley for everything, and even apologized! Sad Brad looked like a complete idiot when he convicted himself by saying he lost his pants in the woods! Fucking hilarious! I was concerned the plan might backfire if Bradley found himself a set of balls. Latt said that was nothing to worry about.
Who knows how long he was watching us. When we were done jumping into the water, we stripped down to nothing to towel ourselves off and put dry clothes on. There was also some sex taking place, so Bradley got himself a nice little porn show.
Olivia is a whore, but she's OUR whore, and that's all that matters. She takes care of us when we want that sweet juicy pussy. A long-haired brunette with a wide smile. She had been a cheerleader at one time, but didn't get along with the other girls. They hated her because she attracted the boys they liked. Olivia quit because she got tired of the drama. She's a bright girl, so it's no surprise she came up with the scheme against Bradley. I still can't believe we pulled that off!
That morning, she noticed the bulge in my pants, so I was chosen to fill the condom. All 3 girls licked and sucked my swollen dick, or put their snatch in my face. The other guys were entertained by watching me getting off and filling the rubber.
When we were through celebrating our conquest, we gathered up our gear and our beer and carried it up to the van. As we trudged past the other camp, we saw Bradley sitting on his cot with his head in his hands staring down at the ground, looking defeated. When we were loaded up and ready to roll, Bradley's dad came to us and apologized again for his son's "disgusting behavior." Latt shook the dad's hand and said, "It'll be okay, sir."
So, that was Bradley's "lousy summer night." When we got on our bikes and rode away, Latt and I laughed and fist bumped each other . . .
CharmedFan28
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Mark seems like an interesting guy. I still feel sorry for what happened to Bradley but it is interesting to hear other points of view. Great writing and I look forward to more!
Amen, what Charmed said. Such a neat perspective by someone different. Poor Olivia has quite the reputation. Bradley is screwed from more than one angle. Can't wait to read more. Continue on dear Anthony. BC
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flamingo
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Mark will be a significant player in this story. I'm going to have him continue on with the next part, which I'm going to work on while watching the Super Bowl. Mark will also introduce you to a new character named Robby. And poor Bradley? He just can't seem to get out of his own way. 
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flamingo
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Mark: The girls went home with one of the other guys in the van. Latt, Vance, Ricky, and I pedaled our bikes to my place. On my Pap's farm, there is an old bunkhouse that I've converted into somewhat of a man cave. I opened up my stash and we got high while playing spades. It gets hot in there during the summer with no A/C, just a big fan to blow the air around. We had to open a window to let the smoke out. The cows in a nearby pasture probably caught a buzz!
We all shocked everyone but ourselves by graduating in early June, and we talked about where we were at. I'm working on the farm and Latt has a lawn mowing gig at a golf course. Vance got a job at a nearby general store. Ricky works at his step-dad's butcher shop. Ricky is easily the craziest motherfucker of the 4 of us!
We had gotten the munchies and decided to ride to that general store for some snacks, an easy half-mile cruise. When we arrived we were happy to see Robby there. It is literally a Mom and Pop store. Robby's parents have owned and operated the place for years and he helps them out a lot. He graduated with us. It's weird. He's a little dude with black hair to his shoulders and has the most boyish face. A soft-spoken gay kid whose personality is total opposite of ours.
But, we look out for him because he took care of Vance when he needed help. He tutored Vance and kept him from failing his sophomore year. Also, after Vance got charged with a "five finger discount" at a Walmart and had some stiff fines to pay, it was Robby who recommended to his parents to give Vance a job at their store. So, Robby is Grade A to us. Vance likes girls, but he can be a "switch-hitter." And Robby has let him tap his sweet ass a few times! HeHeHe!
We had bought our snacks and Robby joined us outside for a few minutes to chat. He was bummed out because he'd lost his wallet the previous day. He was saving his money to buy a second-hand motorcycle from a relative. He was ready to make a payment, and that gem would have been his. It was a bright orange wallet that had over $400 cash inside. That sucks!
It had started to rain and Robby went back inside. The rest of us straddled our two-wheelers and rode back to the bunkhouse. I was thinking about what Robby had told us. After we covered our bikes with a tarp, I yelled for the other guys to hop in my old Ford pick-up truck. When I told them we had to go back over to the creek, they wondered what the hell for. But they climbed aboard and I sped off to where we had camped out the night before . . .
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Mark, Lattimore, Vance, or Ricky. Which of the guys in the pick-up truck would you like to see advance the story and why?
We all shocked everyone but ourselves by graduating in early June, and we talked about where we were at. I'm working on the farm and Latt has a lawn mowing gig at a golf course. Vance got a job at a nearby general store. Ricky works at his step-dad's butcher shop. Ricky is easily the craziest motherfucker of the 4 of us!
We had gotten the munchies and decided to ride to that general store for some snacks, an easy half-mile cruise. When we arrived we were happy to see Robby there. It is literally a Mom and Pop store. Robby's parents have owned and operated the place for years and he helps them out a lot. He graduated with us. It's weird. He's a little dude with black hair to his shoulders and has the most boyish face. A soft-spoken gay kid whose personality is total opposite of ours.
But, we look out for him because he took care of Vance when he needed help. He tutored Vance and kept him from failing his sophomore year. Also, after Vance got charged with a "five finger discount" at a Walmart and had some stiff fines to pay, it was Robby who recommended to his parents to give Vance a job at their store. So, Robby is Grade A to us. Vance likes girls, but he can be a "switch-hitter." And Robby has let him tap his sweet ass a few times! HeHeHe!
We had bought our snacks and Robby joined us outside for a few minutes to chat. He was bummed out because he'd lost his wallet the previous day. He was saving his money to buy a second-hand motorcycle from a relative. He was ready to make a payment, and that gem would have been his. It was a bright orange wallet that had over $400 cash inside. That sucks!
It had started to rain and Robby went back inside. The rest of us straddled our two-wheelers and rode back to the bunkhouse. I was thinking about what Robby had told us. After we covered our bikes with a tarp, I yelled for the other guys to hop in my old Ford pick-up truck. When I told them we had to go back over to the creek, they wondered what the hell for. But they climbed aboard and I sped off to where we had camped out the night before . . .
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Mark, Lattimore, Vance, or Ricky. Which of the guys in the pick-up truck would you like to see advance the story and why?
You are at it again. This is cool, Anthony. Gets more interesting by the chapter. I'd like to hear from Vance, since we haven't heard from him yet. It would be interesting to get his perspective on things. Interesting that he taps Robby's ass occasionally. Does he like it, or does he do it just to please Robby and pay him back for his help earlier in his life? This is great stuff. I hope you keep at this. BC
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I'm gonna vote for Vance at this point, too. You said he's 5'4", and a scrappy little bastard. When I was his age, I was 5'5", butt more of a smartass than a scrapper. I managed to pull off being the class clown AND most of the teachers' pet. My quick tongue got me out of more trouble than my fast legs, which came in real handy After school let out. 
Robby sounds like a hot little number. My warped mind likes the idea of Vance porking Robby stupid 'til they both saw stars!
Robby sounds like a hot little number. My warped mind likes the idea of Vance porking Robby stupid 'til they both saw stars!
CharmedFan28
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Great writing! I vote for Lattimore to pick up the story but it looks like I am in the minority lol.
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Thanks, guys, for your input. Soon, I will be ad-VANCE-ing the story. 
I think you'll like reading how Robby becomes involved with 'Lattimore & Co.', a most unlikely relationship. Robby IS a hot little number, and I'm sure Chaz's warped mind will be satisfied. 
And don't worry about being in the minority, Charmed! All votes help give me an idea how my readers feel about the characters.
You guys have expressed such warm sentiments to me. Consider this thread as my gift to you. I hope you'll enjoy unwrapping it as much as I am putting it together.
I think you'll like reading how Robby becomes involved with 'Lattimore & Co.', a most unlikely relationship. Robby IS a hot little number, and I'm sure Chaz's warped mind will be satisfied. And don't worry about being in the minority, Charmed! All votes help give me an idea how my readers feel about the characters. You guys have expressed such warm sentiments to me. Consider this thread as my gift to you. I hope you'll enjoy unwrapping it as much as I am putting it together.
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My name is Vance. If I were an ice hockey player, I'd lead the league in penalties. That's just who I am. I'm a little spitfire with long dark shaggy hair, and when I was younger my mouth got me into trouble. Still does, actually. I soon learned that my fists could get me OUT of trouble, though. Having 3 bigger older brothers to smack me around really toughened me up.
I have known Robby since elementary school, but never paid much attention to him because he was like all the other sissies like Bradley, who he hung around with. By our Freshmen year, though, I'd started noticing the boys almost as much as the girls. I'd gotten stuck sitting next to Robby and Bradley in a couple of classes, and began to notice differences in them. In soph year I sat next to Robby in a math class I was struggling in. I was doing well enough in other classes, but this math was kicking my ass. Hard. Robby was smart at this and he offered to tutor me. I balked at first, but my friends, who had gotten to know Robby a little and saw the differences as well, told me to swallow my pride and accept his help.
So I did. Maybe the best choice I've made in my life. I was worried about flunking and falling behind my friends, so I started going to Robby's home. It was awkward as hell, but his sparkly ear and nose studs and longer hair made him appear less of a dweeb, and more mature and attractive. We'd sit at his kitchen table most times, but one evening he greeted me at the door in very short, tight, grey shorts and bright yellow flip-flops. He told me his parents were expecting company, so we'd have to study in his bedroom. O-kay.
He sprawled out across his bed on his belly with his books and said I could do the same. We were beside each other and he was asking me math questions. It was getting difficult to concentrate because my boner was trying to punch a hole through Robby's mattress! He noticed with a grin when I reached down to adjust myself. I knew it was a high risk move when I stroked my hand through his long black hair that was nearly as long as mine. I admired his ass cheeks that were peeking out under those short shorts. His wide smile told me he wasn't threatened by me, and certainly wasn't objecting!
From that night on, I focused more on my studies and didn't fail math. Robby and I became much more "friendly" after that! He helped me big time again when I got busted for shoplifting, and he encouraged his parents to give me a job at their family store. Robby has also become very "accommodating" to my buddies, so we protect that boy. >>>
Tired from bike riding, stoned, and still hung over from last night's beer, I really wasn't in the mood for getting in Mark's truck in the rain and heading back to the creek, but the snacks we'd just bought at Robby's family store gave me a boost of energy. Mark made it sound urgent, so Lattimore and I crawled up onto the rear bed while Ricky rode shotgun inside.
It only took a few minutes to get to the camp area where we'd left this morning. It was deserted as Bradley's fam had also packed up and left. As Mark turned off the engine, it began to RAIN LIKE HELL! Flash of lightning, crack of thunder. Lattimore and I got fucking drenched. Here we were, soaked to the core in a metal truck bed, under a tall tree with lightning flickering around. Jesus Christ! Mark and Ricky were knocking on the back window and laughing at us from inside the dry cab. Crazy bastards!
Luckily, we just caught the edge of the storm. It wasn't long until it calmed down enough that the 4 of us got together outside the truck and Mark finally explained why the fuck we were back here. When Robby told us he'd lost his wallet, Mark remembered that when he dragged Bradley's sorry ass down the slope from his little spy perch, he thought he'd seen a wallet fall out of Bradley's shorts. Lattimore said, "No way. And even Bradley would have been smart enough to go back and get it before they'd leave. And it was probably HIS." Lattimore and I were too waterlogged to argue much, so we followed Mark and Ricky down the now muddy path to where we'd camped out.
We looked around in the dripping brush, and I saw it. An orange wallet! We opened it up and found Robby's ID and $414 cash! SON OF A BITCH! Mark's hunch was right! Why the fuck did Bradley have Robby's wallet, and how was he stupid enough to forget about it when he and his family left? Now I was wet AND pissed off!
Later that day, Lattimore and I would be the ones to go to Robby and tell him the whole story . . .
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What do you guys think of Vance? Is he a worthwhile character? And, are you begging to hear from Robby?
Or someone else?
I have known Robby since elementary school, but never paid much attention to him because he was like all the other sissies like Bradley, who he hung around with. By our Freshmen year, though, I'd started noticing the boys almost as much as the girls. I'd gotten stuck sitting next to Robby and Bradley in a couple of classes, and began to notice differences in them. In soph year I sat next to Robby in a math class I was struggling in. I was doing well enough in other classes, but this math was kicking my ass. Hard. Robby was smart at this and he offered to tutor me. I balked at first, but my friends, who had gotten to know Robby a little and saw the differences as well, told me to swallow my pride and accept his help.
So I did. Maybe the best choice I've made in my life. I was worried about flunking and falling behind my friends, so I started going to Robby's home. It was awkward as hell, but his sparkly ear and nose studs and longer hair made him appear less of a dweeb, and more mature and attractive. We'd sit at his kitchen table most times, but one evening he greeted me at the door in very short, tight, grey shorts and bright yellow flip-flops. He told me his parents were expecting company, so we'd have to study in his bedroom. O-kay.
He sprawled out across his bed on his belly with his books and said I could do the same. We were beside each other and he was asking me math questions. It was getting difficult to concentrate because my boner was trying to punch a hole through Robby's mattress! He noticed with a grin when I reached down to adjust myself. I knew it was a high risk move when I stroked my hand through his long black hair that was nearly as long as mine. I admired his ass cheeks that were peeking out under those short shorts. His wide smile told me he wasn't threatened by me, and certainly wasn't objecting!
From that night on, I focused more on my studies and didn't fail math. Robby and I became much more "friendly" after that! He helped me big time again when I got busted for shoplifting, and he encouraged his parents to give me a job at their family store. Robby has also become very "accommodating" to my buddies, so we protect that boy. >>>
Tired from bike riding, stoned, and still hung over from last night's beer, I really wasn't in the mood for getting in Mark's truck in the rain and heading back to the creek, but the snacks we'd just bought at Robby's family store gave me a boost of energy. Mark made it sound urgent, so Lattimore and I crawled up onto the rear bed while Ricky rode shotgun inside.
It only took a few minutes to get to the camp area where we'd left this morning. It was deserted as Bradley's fam had also packed up and left. As Mark turned off the engine, it began to RAIN LIKE HELL! Flash of lightning, crack of thunder. Lattimore and I got fucking drenched. Here we were, soaked to the core in a metal truck bed, under a tall tree with lightning flickering around. Jesus Christ! Mark and Ricky were knocking on the back window and laughing at us from inside the dry cab. Crazy bastards!
Luckily, we just caught the edge of the storm. It wasn't long until it calmed down enough that the 4 of us got together outside the truck and Mark finally explained why the fuck we were back here. When Robby told us he'd lost his wallet, Mark remembered that when he dragged Bradley's sorry ass down the slope from his little spy perch, he thought he'd seen a wallet fall out of Bradley's shorts. Lattimore said, "No way. And even Bradley would have been smart enough to go back and get it before they'd leave. And it was probably HIS." Lattimore and I were too waterlogged to argue much, so we followed Mark and Ricky down the now muddy path to where we'd camped out.
We looked around in the dripping brush, and I saw it. An orange wallet! We opened it up and found Robby's ID and $414 cash! SON OF A BITCH! Mark's hunch was right! Why the fuck did Bradley have Robby's wallet, and how was he stupid enough to forget about it when he and his family left? Now I was wet AND pissed off!
Later that day, Lattimore and I would be the ones to go to Robby and tell him the whole story . . .
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What do you guys think of Vance? Is he a worthwhile character? And, are you begging to hear from Robby?
Or someone else?
Great new addition, Anthony. Interesting and intriguing. We do need to find out how Bradley ended up with Robby's wallet. As much as Vance cares about Robby, I could imagine he's pissed at Bradley now. Maybe we do need to hear from Robby as he might know how Bradley ended up with his wallet. Either that, or Bradley has some 'splaining' to do. Neat chapter. Can't wait for more. Keep up the good work, buddy. BC
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I'm diggin' Vance, and Robby, too. I'd like to hear from Everybody that you've conjured into this bunch of interesting, and sometimes off the wall, real character characters.
If Bradley eventually ends up living with Latt, apparently they didn't kill him, so he must have a good explanation about Robby's wallet. Looking forward to finding out where the heck you're headed with this, and how you're gonna get there. I'm hooked!
Thank You for the excellent entertainment, bud!
Chaz
If Bradley eventually ends up living with Latt, apparently they didn't kill him, so he must have a good explanation about Robby's wallet. Looking forward to finding out where the heck you're headed with this, and how you're gonna get there. I'm hooked!
Thank You for the excellent entertainment, bud!
Chaz
CharmedFan28
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I am liking Vance. I wonder how Bradley ended up with Robby's wallet? It will be interesting to find out. Great writing!
