1. The Young Wizard--Part 2


    Date: 8/1/2015, Categories: Fiction, Anal, Cheating, Consensual Sex, Oral Sex, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 91.2, Source: sexstories.com

    little girl I guessed to be about ten and her older brother who looked to be our age. He identified himself as Ronny Young. He told us how he had been Homecoming King, an “A” student, and a star halfback in his previous school and he was looking forward to starring for the Tigers, our high school team. He went on and on about himself and I could tell it was nothing but lies. However, all the girls, including MP were really impressed. Ronny was also bigger than me—taller, heavier and more muscular—and probably more handsome, at least a lot of the girls thought so. Ronny also had a car, a recent model Mustang convertible that his father let him drive even though he wasn’t old enough to have what was known in our state as a “senior license.” What bothered me was that Ronny was the type of guy who only wanted what belonged to someone else. In my case it was MP and he really put the moves on her—compliments, little gifts, rides in the car. He was showing her a great time. I could see only trouble ahead but I knew if I said anything to MP she would accuse me of sour grapes or ...
    jealousy. I spoke to my mom about it and she agreed that there was nothing I could do but let nature take its course. I knew this son-of-a bitch was going to hurt MP and when he did I was going to take care of him—good. In mid-September of our senior year I was walking home from school with MP when I asked her if her parents were going out over the weekend. She turned to me, “Yes, but I’ve been invited to Ronny’s.” When she saw the look of concern in my face she continued, “Don’t worry, we’re just going to watch a movie. Nothing’s going to happen. I promise I won’t even kiss him, and I’m definitely not going to fuck him.” She leaned in for a kiss but I had already turned away toward my house. I didn’t see MP at all over the weekend and, on Monday she was waiting for me at my door. I asked her how things went with Ronny. “Just like I told you. He was a perfect gentleman—no kissing and definitely no fucking.” She held her hand out to me. I put mine in my pockets. She had forgotten what I had told her. I knew she was lying. I turned and walked to school, tears in my eyes.
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