Date: Mon, 2 Jan 2006 16:27:45 -0800 (PST)
From: Kyle Andrews <krazyplaya222@yahoo.com>
Subject: The New Guy's Story pt. 4

This is a fictional story about a Hollywood fictional movie called
"Cry_Wolf" with stars Julian Morris and Jared Padalecki Although the
actors are real and this would in no means dictate their sexual
preference...

::Just so everyone's clear, I know "Cry_Wolf" is a very underrated movie
so I'll tell you who the actors are that play these characters that are
mentioned in this story Julian Morris is Owen. Jared Padalecki is Tom.
Jon Bon Jovi is Mr.Walker. Jesse Janzen is Randall.

Owen stood in the room by himself, naked. He heard the radio and shower
turn on in the bathroom. Just then the door swung up and Randall walked
in, "Whoa Owen," Randall said staring him up and down, "Just get done
beatin off?"

"Yeah," Owen said swallowing hard hoping Tom wouldn't come barging out of
the bathroom.

"Thinking about Tom again?" Randall said walking into the room and
closing the door.

"Sort of." Owen replied.

"Where's the music coming from?" Randall asked and looked at the door to
the bathroom. "Were you spyin on Tom in the shower?"

"No, I just, thought of him in the shower." Owen said thinking fast.

"Come here." Randall said with a smirk. Owen did what he was told, still
naked, he walked over to Randall and let his soft dick bounce freely. The
two of them were face to face and Randall suddenly thrust his tongue in
Owen's mouth. His tongue scrapping against Owen's tongue. Owen attempted
to return the kiss but Randall stopped him, "Not so fast faggot. You do
what I say. Got it?" Owen just shrugged.
"Now get down on your hands and knees and suck my dick," Randall said
with an evil smirk.

Owen did what he was told he now had his face right infront of Randall's
crotch. Randall undid his jeans and pulled them down to reveal his tented
boxers. The tent was right Owen's face, he couldn't help it, he licked
his lips, it looked enormous. Owen took the elastic on Randall's boxers
and began to pull them down. He saw Randall's dark batch of pubic hair
when Randall stopped him. "Listen here fag, you're gonna suck my dick and
that's ALL you're gonna do. You're not gonna play with my balls, you're
not gonna play with my pubes, you're not gonna feel up my shirt, and
you're DEFINATLY not sticking your fingers near my ass or I'll smack the
shit out of you, got it?"

Owen once again just shrugged. This time Randall pulled down his boxers
revealing his pierced, thin, ten inch dick. Randall smirked, "Pretty
fucking big ain't it?" he said proudly, "Now open your mouth."

Owen opened his mouth and began to take Randall's dick in slowly but
Randall shoved over half of his dick in Owen's mouth. The pierced stub
poking his tonsils. Owen gagged so Randall pulled out, "Too much for
you?" Randall said shoved even more down his throat. Owen gagged again
and pushed off of his dick. "Allright, allright. I'll take it easy,"
Randall said shoving half of his dick back into Owen's mouth. Only this
time he went slower, giving Owen a chance to breathe every now and then.

Once Owen got the hang of it, he took seven inches down his throat. He
had never really deep throat before but he got used to it. Owen then
reached up Randall's shirt and felt his happy trail and his big
bellybutton. "HEY! What the fuck did I say!?" Randall said shoving more
dick down Owen's throat. "That's you're punishment" he told him with a
moan.

 Randall began fucking Owen's mouth rapidly, "Fuck," Randall moaned then
realizing Tom was still in the shower he held down his voice some, "Fuck,
yeah, take my dick fag. Ahhhhhhhhh, OOOh, FUCK, FUCK, Ahhhhhhhhhhh."
Randall let out as he shot four very thick creamy loads down Owen's
throat. Owen once again, spat it back up, "What the hell do you think
you're doing?" Randall asked catching his breath, "Eat it, NOW." Randall
told him shoving his face into the floor where he had spit up the cum.

"Why were you reaching up my shirt fag?" Randall asked Owen with his
boxers and jeans still down around his ankles. His dick was beginning to
soften, he was playing with the stub in the head of dick.

"I wanted to feel how muscular you were," Owen said innocently, still
naked on the floor.

Randall avoided that, he knew that was his only weakness. He didn't have
those washboard abs. He wasn't fat, he wasn't thin, he was built. He just
didn't have those abs he wish he had.

"Can I feel up your shirt? Rub around your nipples?" Owen asked him.

"Some other time," Randall said pulling up his clothes. He grabbed at his
crotch and gave Owen the finger and left the room.

Just then Tom walked out of the bathroom, naked, dripping wet from the
shower. "Gotta get my clothes," Tom said with a smirk as he walked over
to his dresser. He bent down infront of Owen on purpose, "Still naked? I
heard moaning, what were you watching?" he asked putting a pair of
checkered boxers.

"Porno, website," Owen said with a smirk, "You done in the shower?"

"You should have came in with me," Tom said with a laugh as he put on a
wife beater.

"You should have invited me," Owen said smiling as he headed to the
bathroom. He closed the door behind him and sniffed the pair of boxers
Tom left in the bathroom. It smelled like fresh cum, he loved the smell.
He then hopped in the shower and turned on the water. He closed his eyes
and thought of Tom's big, thick, 8 incher. He then envisioned Randall's
big, pierced, 10 incher. He imagined, Tom and Randall in a 69 position.
He began to get hard again so he jerked off a bit until he had a dry
orgasm. He then washed up and got out. Third period was about to start.

TO BE CONTINUED!!!!
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