Date: Fri, 14 Mar 2003 02:36:12 +0800
From: Trese . <tresef@hotmail.com>
Subject: CHAB: 01 (t/t)(anal)
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Date : March 13, 2003
KILT : CHAB (t/t)(anal)
Author : Trese
Part : 1
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Crest Hill Academy is an exclusive school for boys. Young
boys are admitted to this institution not because of their
exemplary academic standings but because of the fact they
have money. This has always been the tradition in this
academy for almost 20 years. But this year, the Board of
Education mandated that Crest Hill Academy must at least
grant five boys' full scholarship coming from a poor family
as a way of giving something back to community.
"Damn BOE! Why do they have to tarnish our reputation by
forcing Crest Hill to admit peasants in our school!" Trent
said as he plummet his hard cock deeper into Cody's hole.
"Trent, fuck! Jeez, take it easy dude! You're fucking ripping
my ass!" Cody screeched.
"Just the thought of them studying here makes my blood
boils!" Trent said in between thrusts. "Besides..." He
continued to speak as he grabbed Cody's chest and pulled
Cody's body until his fuck buddies back was next to his bare
chest. "... You love it when I give it to you rough, bitch!"
"Yeah... but... ah..." Cody replied as Trent continued to
assault his fuck hole with his angry dick. "... But... ah..."
His speech was muted by Trent's mouth plunging to his lips.
Trent continued to rock his mammoth pole deep inside Cody's
accommodating asshole.
Ylan was packing his clothes. When his father came to his
room.
"Ylan." His father began to speak. "You know that this is a
great opportunity for you son."
Ylan remained silent and listened to his father. His father
paused and walked towards him and held me by the shoulders.
"Son, Crest Hill will be good for you. You'll see. I promise
that you're mom and I will visit you often."
"Dad, I know you will. But that's not why I'm worried about."
Ylan replied. "I'm afraid that I wouldn't fit in to that
school. Most of the students there are rich and I'm..." His
voice trailed off.
"Poor." His dad finished his sentence. "Son, listen to me.
It's okay to say that we are poor because we are. And I'm
sorry that I couldn't give you and your mom the comforts in
life."
"But, dad that wasn't what I meant." Ylan interrupted.
"I know. You're a good son and a brilliant student. You're
every father's dream for a son to be. But you have to take
this opportunity for yourself. If only I could give you a
better education, you know I would."
"Dad, you and mom have given me all that I need and I love
you for that. I know how much you've sacrificed just to make
ends meet. And for that I'm truly grateful. But do I really
belong there? Why can't I stay here with you guys and in my
old school."
"Ylan, you're a gifted student and your brilliance would be
wasted if you don't at least try and see what Crest Hill
Academy can offer you and how it can open doors for your
future. Son, believe in yourself, your mother and I do!"
"Thanks dad." Ylan said as he hugged his father.
Trent was sitting on the edge of the bed and was putting his
pants on while Cody remained on the bed naked and smoking a
cigarette. Trent stood up and zipped his pants when Cody
began to speak.
"Trent I have an idea how to make BOE recall their decision."
"Stop BOE. You stupid cock hound how can you make BOE recall
their decision when Derek's father can't even order them to
stop this crap. And to think that he's a congressman!"
"Hear me out. If we can't make the BOE rebuke their decree,
well, I guess we have to make to peasants regret that they
ever step foot here in Crest Hill."
"Hey, you have something there. Keep on talking."
"If you make their lives a living hell here, it will
definitely affect their academic performance right."
"Go on."
"Once it happens, when BOE review their academic standings
then they will realize that they made a wrong decision and
totally can this project."
"And how to you propose that we accomplished this, genius,
without BOE finding it out?"
"Come here and I'll tell you."
Trent sat on the bed again as Cody laid out his devious plan.
.. part 2 coming soon
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Thanks,
Trese
Trese
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