1. Ty & Cinda--A Tale of Forbidden Love-Part 2


    Date: 11/23/2014, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Consensual Sex, Death, Romance, Teen Male/Teen Female, Author: senorlongo, Rating: 78.8, Source: sexstories.com

    moved my smart phone from my hip to just under my navel. Selecting the appropriate app, I turned it on and returned it to the storage clip. There’d be a video of wherever my body pointed. My four remaining throwing stars I placed in my left hand where they’d be ready if needed. Walking carefully up to the cockpit on the starboard side I peeked through the window in the sliding door. There was no sight of my grandfather so I assumed he might be in what he had earlier described as the chart room although I had seen several bunks in there, too. I slid the door open with a bang. It wasn’t long before I heard him shout, “That was quick, Tony. I told you that grandson of mine was a wimp. We’ll wait an hour or so and then report him overboard. By then we’ll be miles away. Your money is on your bunk—money well spent in my opinion.” He had just emerged when I spoke, “Sorry to upset your plans, Grandpa—Tony is in no shape to collect anything. I knew it was too good to be true. You were too nice this past week. Wait until the cops learn about this.” He laughed—he actually laughed. “Who would believe you—a nigger-loving young turd—over me, an upstanding citizen with political clout? Nobody—that’s who; it would just be your word against mine.” Now it was my turn to laugh. “You obviously don’t know anything about smart phones, Grandpa. This entire conversation is being recorded in a video. You’ll be condemned by your own words.” I could see him react. He hadn’t planned for any of this. I ...
    was supposed to go quietly over the side. He’d probably cry crocodile tears when he notified my mother, but I’d be safely disposed of—either food for the sharks or the crabs. What a fucking pain in the ass I was! No wonder he hated me so much. Grandpa took his eyes off me and looked forward, searching for something. I saw it, too. “Don’t even think of going for that pistol! You’ve already seen what I can do with these throwing stars. I won’t think twice about throwing at you.” He moved toward the gun in spite of my words. I took the star, my biggest and most dangerous one, in my hand and prepared to throw, yet something made me hold back. He grabbed the pistol and swung it toward me. I recognized it as the same one I had seen in Tony’s hand last weekend. He shot just as the boat lurched into a wave. I felt the searing bullet glance off my scalp, throwing this time from pure instinct. He had missed—barely—but I didn’t. The star embedded itself in the base of his neck. Blood spurted from its edges onto the cabin deck. Grandpa let go of the wheel in reaction and the boat heeled over to port. He tumbled over the high doorsill and fell to the side, through the open door. A second later he was leaning precariously over the bulwark and the sea below. I dropped the remaining stars and rushed forward even as blood poured down my face into my eyes. My fingers found his shoe and foot; I held onto it tightly, why I could never understand. Looking down I saw Grandpa spit at me. “Damn you! ...
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