1. She is the One (Part 18)


    Date: 10/14/2014, Categories: Fiction, Exhibitionism, Masturbation, Romance, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: jashley13, Rating: 91.4, Source: sexstories.com

    Maybe it was the way his arms were spread out like wings, blocking most of his body. “Nice to meet you, Carson,” I said. Everyone else slowly filtered into the room, coming to stand beside me. Carson looked up at my voice and lowered his arms. The first impression I had was that he was a 90s boy-band singer that had been frozen somewhere near the end of the decade and had just been dethawed. The short-cropped brown hair and chiseled jaw were enough, but he’d gone the extra mile to make sure he looked like he had been cut from granite. Even under the leather jacket that hugged him so tightly I initially thought it was painted on, I knew this was a kid who had something like an eight-pack waiting for someone to run across it with a xylophone stick. A spackling of facial hair traced his jaw, just enough to give him the impression of suave disinterest, as if growing a beard was something that would happen…eventually…probably. He had a particularly lank way of holding himself, like he had tossed himself on the couch and wherever his limbs had fallen, that’s where they would stay. His eyes widened a bit when he saw how many of us there were but quickly regained their cool, distant look. He leaned forward, a movement so calculated and electric with pent-up power, I knew this kid had to have been a regular at the gym. There was no way you moved like that, looked like that, hell, even acted like that without being so good at pumping iron that you really could brag about it. As such, ...
    I wasn’t really that surprised when he stuck out his legs and rolled himself up and over the back of the couch, his legs stuck out straight to catch him in the perfect dismount. All he needed was a “Ta-da” and we’d be applauding. But he just smirked at us like nothing in particular happened. You’d think nothing fazed this guy. “Hey,” he said again, his voice richly flat, if that makes any sense, “Who are they?” “They’re my friends, Carson. I told you,” Craig said defensibly. He put his arm around Becca. “And this is my girlfriend.” Carson’s eyes slowly traveled over all of us. I held out my hand. “Jack Harrison,” I said, “And it’s true, we’re Craig’s friends. Actual friends.” Carson shook my hand slowly then his face split into a broad grin. He threw an arm around Craig’s shoulders and pulled him in close. “Dude, you have friends now!” “I know,” Craig replied, grinning proudly. “And a girlfriend!” He shook her hand energetically, looking mightily pleased. Joe laughed. “It only took him four years.” Craig gave him a dirty look. Carson shook Joe’s hand and laughed. “Well, better late than never, right?” He greeted Alan and then his eyes traveled over the female members of our group. His jaw tilted up as he inspected them, a grin on his face. He pointed at Becca and said, “Damn.” Then he pointed at Belle: “Damn.” At Amanda: “ Damn .” At Kayla: “ Da -yum.” Then he finally got to Tara. His grin grew wider and he said, “Sorry but I can’t give you a ‘damn’. You deserve a double ‘ ...
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