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

    that’s cute. Getting married while you’re still high school sweethearts.” “Yeah, that makes sense,” I growled, then raised my voice, “Unless Frank wants to raise my salary by thirty bucks!” “In your dreams, hotshot!” Frank called from the back room. “Just fuckin’ with ya, bro,” Paul chuckled, tossing me a Starburst from the big bag we kept behind the counter, “So what are you getting her?” “A nice supply of Nunya.” Paul blinked. “Nunya?” “Nunya damn business.” “Wow,” he said in mock amazement, “That’s almost as old as I am. How skilled you are with words, Jack Jack.” “Bite me,” I said with a grin. It was almost time for me to leave and Paul wasn’t about to let me go without giving me some serious shit first. Just his way of saying ‘goodbye’. “Well, whatever you got her,” Paul said, popping a strawberry Starburst into his mouth, “You’re getting two gifts in return.” “How do you figure?” “One gifty gift, wrapped up and stuff. The other is a nice long session of porking as thanks for your gift to her.” He wagged his eyebrows. “Not a bad system, huh?” It wasn’t at that. I smiled at the idea, imagining Kayla in one of those sexy Christmas lingerie get-ups. Maybe lingerie wasn’t a bad idea…Well, I’d already gotten her a present but it could be her gift to me . Just have to subtly suggest the idea to her and see where it goes. “I’ll take that as a ‘no’,” Paul said, laughing at my dreamy state. He glanced out the door. “Hop to. Customer coming.” I slid the Madden game back in its ...
    slot and turned to the door just as it was dinging. I had to blink. “Carson?” There was no mistaking that chiseled physique or that cool confidence with which Carson glanced at the sound of his name. “Jack?” he said, grinning, “You work here?” “Hell to the yeah,” I said, slapping his hand. It was like slapping a slab of rock. “Two cool points to you,” Carson said languidly, putting his hands in his pockets and looking around. “No fraternizing with the customers, Jack!” Paul called from the counter. I stuck up my middle finger then put a hand on Carson’s shoulder, turning him toward the counter. “Paul, this is my buddy Craig’s cousin, Carson.” (Fucking hell, that’s hard to say). “Carson, this is Paul.” “Hey,” Carson said, putting up his hand briefly before going back to looking at the shelves. “Hey yourself,” Paul replied, glancing at the clock, “That’s it, Jack. Beat it.” “All night, every night,” I said. Carson grinned a bit. “Hey, man, you wanna hang? I got nowhere to be for a while.” “Yeah, just give me a bit. I wanna look around.” “No prob.” I went to the back room to grab my coat. “See you later, Frank.” “See ya, Jack,” he replied, looking up briefly from the computer. I slid on my coat and said, “Oh, hey. Any word yet on conferences or stuff you might want me at?” “Not yet. We’ll let you know.” “Okay. Any time you need me.” Frank nodded. “You’re a good guy, Jack. See you tomorrow.” I walked out of the back to find Carson still browsing the shelves. “See anything you like?” ...
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