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

    about—” The doorbell rang. “Pizza is here !” Carson said, thrusting himself up on the last word, “Craig, can you get the door?” “Isn’t Craig older than you?” Becca asked as Craig left the room. “Yep. One year.” “Then how come you treat him like he’s your little brother?” “What do you mean?” Carson asked, looking genuinely confused. “Can’t you see he’s uncomfortable?” “If he was uncomfortable—” “Carson,” Becca cut him off, folding her arms and squaring her shoulders, “Please, would you leave Craig alone for the rest of the day? He’s had enough belittling for the past few years.” “Which, to be fair, was his own fault,” Joe put in. “Belle, please smack Joe.” Belle did, eliciting a yelp from Joe. “Thank you.” Carson looked at Becca levelly. “This is just me, Becca. No belittling. No bullying.” “I believe you. Maybe.” Carson winced. “Ow.” He smiled at her. “You’re really into him, huh?” “Absolutely.” “Why?” “Why what?” Craig asked, returning with his arms laden with pizza boxes. Joe and I quickly came over to help. “Why your girlfriend is so into you,” Carson replied with so little shame that we all turned to stare at him. “What? It’s a legitimate question. Used to be you didn’t care about them after you got them between the sheets.” “Dude…” I said. “No, Jack,” Craig said gravely, “It’s fine. Carson, I’m sorry for the way I used to be but Jack’s helped me out a lot.” “How?” “Just…being him, I guess.” “Which means?” “Which means he’s a good guy just to be a good guy,” Kayla ...
    replied. Carson shrugged and nodded. “Good guy, huh? Well, I hope Craig thanked you for it, Jack.” “Oh, he has. Even took a slug for me.” Carson’s eyes went wide. “You were shot ?!” “No, no!” Craig said quickly, laughing a little, “Just punched.” “Punched out is closer,” Becca said tragically, “He had to go to the hospital.” Carson put his hand on Craig’s shoulder. “Dude, were you okay?” “No biggee,” Craig said, waving his hand, “Just a sprained neck muscle.” “Well, hats off to you, Mr. Hero.” He took one of the pizza boxes and opened it. “As a reward, you get first slice.” Craig chuckled, looking relaxed for the first time in a while. “Thanks, man,” he said, taking a slice of supreme. “All right, everyone!” Carson said, spreading the pizza boxes out, “Dig in!” And we did. With relish. Craig had actually taken Carson’s order to get ‘one of everything’ to heart so there was enough pizza available to keep us puke-ready until tomorrow. Craig got us some paper plates and we sat back down, Tara again taking the spot next to Carson. “So what the hell, Jack?” Carson asked, his mouth full of pizza, “Why’s my cousin taking punches for you?” I swallowed my mouthful (shut up, guys) and glanced at Kayla, who shrugged and nodded. “Actually, that kinda ties into the whole thing with Craig becoming a friend…” For the next ten minutes, I outlined the extensive and (honestly) convoluted history of Craig and I’s relationship and the sudden change once Brad became a cunt. Carson listened, occasionally ...
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