CHAB: 01

By Trese .

Published on Mar 13, 2003

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Date : March 13, 2003

KILT : CHAB (t/t)(anal)

Author : Trese

Part : 1


Crest Hill Academy is an exclusive school for boys. Young

boys are admitted to this institution not because of their

exemplary academic standings but because of the fact they

have money. This has always been the tradition in this

academy for almost 20 years. But this year, the Board of

Education mandated that Crest Hill Academy must at least

grant five boys' full scholarship coming from a poor family

as a way of giving something back to community.

"Damn BOE! Why do they have to tarnish our reputation by

forcing Crest Hill to admit peasants in our school!" Trent

said as he plummet his hard cock deeper into Cody's hole.

"Trent, fuck! Jeez, take it easy dude! You're fucking ripping

my ass!" Cody screeched.

"Just the thought of them studying here makes my blood

boils!" Trent said in between thrusts. "Besides..." He

continued to speak as he grabbed Cody's chest and pulled

Cody's body until his fuck buddies back was next to his bare

chest. "... You love it when I give it to you rough, bitch!"

"Yeah... but... ah..." Cody replied as Trent continued to

assault his fuck hole with his angry dick. "... But... ah..."

His speech was muted by Trent's mouth plunging to his lips.

Trent continued to rock his mammoth pole deep inside Cody's

accommodating asshole.

Ylan was packing his clothes. When his father came to his

room.

"Ylan." His father began to speak. "You know that this is a

great opportunity for you son."

Ylan remained silent and listened to his father. His father

paused and walked towards him and held me by the shoulders.

"Son, Crest Hill will be good for you. You'll see. I promise

that you're mom and I will visit you often."

"Dad, I know you will. But that's not why I'm worried about."

Ylan replied. "I'm afraid that I wouldn't fit in to that

school. Most of the students there are rich and I'm..." His

voice trailed off.

"Poor." His dad finished his sentence. "Son, listen to me.

It's okay to say that we are poor because we are. And I'm

sorry that I couldn't give you and your mom the comforts in

life."

"But, dad that wasn't what I meant." Ylan interrupted.

"I know. You're a good son and a brilliant student. You're

every father's dream for a son to be. But you have to take

this opportunity for yourself. If only I could give you a

better education, you know I would."

"Dad, you and mom have given me all that I need and I love

you for that. I know how much you've sacrificed just to make

ends meet. And for that I'm truly grateful. But do I really

belong there? Why can't I stay here with you guys and in my

old school."

"Ylan, you're a gifted student and your brilliance would be

wasted if you don't at least try and see what Crest Hill

Academy can offer you and how it can open doors for your

future. Son, believe in yourself, your mother and I do!"

"Thanks dad." Ylan said as he hugged his father.

Trent was sitting on the edge of the bed and was putting his

pants on while Cody remained on the bed naked and smoking a

cigarette. Trent stood up and zipped his pants when Cody

began to speak.

"Trent I have an idea how to make BOE recall their decision."

"Stop BOE. You stupid cock hound how can you make BOE recall

their decision when Derek's father can't even order them to

stop this crap. And to think that he's a congressman!"

"Hear me out. If we can't make the BOE rebuke their decree,

well, I guess we have to make to peasants regret that they

ever step foot here in Crest Hill."

"Hey, you have something there. Keep on talking."

"If you make their lives a living hell here, it will

definitely affect their academic performance right."

"Go on."

"Once it happens, when BOE review their academic standings

then they will realize that they made a wrong decision and

totally can this project."

"And how to you propose that we accomplished this, genius,

without BOE finding it out?"

"Come here and I'll tell you."

Trent sat on the bed again as Cody laid out his devious plan.

.. part 2 coming soon


I really love to hear what you think of this story. For your

comments, suggestions and constructive criticisms, kindly

email me.

Thanks,

Trese

Trese

email: tresef@hotmail.com

site: http://www.asstr.org/~kilt

list: http://groups.yahoo.com/group/Author_Named_Trese


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