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Cut Off In His Prime - Sand’s Story

Sands’ smile was gone as he slouched down in the passenger’s seat of the blue family van. Mom was lecturing him again about responsibility and he was not hearing a word of it. Instead his eyes wandered to the rear view mirror as he watched the group of skaters get smaller in the distance.

“I didn’t forget.” He clarified. “Fiona is old enough to watch herself…”

Mom’s response was what he had anticipated. “I’m the one that decides who is old enough for what, young man!”

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Cut Off In His Prime 3

Sands was never without his hat - even when sleeping. A nasty boarding accident last summer had split his skull and resulted in hundreds of stitches and a nasty scar line where the hair still had yet to grow back in completely.

When he came down the stairs to greet the visitor at the front door he wore little more than a smile and that hat - the shorts he sported hung loosely over his hips and afforded almost a full view of the erection they had been donned so rapidly to hide. Sands torso was lean and tanned from days spent outside working.

Not at all certain how to react or what was going on, Channing could only stand there in the doorway and stare at the other boy, his mouth slightly agape. Sands reddened slightly at seeing this and grinned all the wider, fidgeting with his fingers and awkwardly trying to adjust himself.

Fiona thought the whole scene was quite hilarious and giggled loudly, obviously not understanding what was going on.

“Fuckin’ A, Channing! I’m SO excited to see you. I was hoping you would stop by, man.”

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Cut Off In His Prime 2

“I’m up, Mom! I’m getting dressed!” Channing cried out in a panic, diving up from his prone position on the bed and practically barreling into the bedroom door. His mother gave a shocked shout on the other side as it slammed shut. The teen’s face was bright red with embarrassment, his chest heaving rapidly. “Give me a second!”

“Oh, al-alright then. Breakfast is ready, hun.” She stammered, obviously very startled by his sudden reaction. With that she padded away down the stairs.

Channing listened intently until he was certain she was gone before exhaling heavily. With his bare bottom resting against the door the boy leaned forward and buried his face in his hands. He hadn’t been dreaming. He had not even been sleeping - a fact readily obvious as his face distorted in a long yawn. The night before was unfortunately very real.

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Cut Off In His Prime 1

School days were long and weekends were always shorter. So why had today, Friday of all days, been such a long day?

It had been an average day at school - teachers doing their thing and Channing Wade doing his. He wasn’t a bad student but he probably could do better. But what kid in their right mind wanted to spend more time doing school work then they already did?

After classes he had met up with the usual crew: Denny, Sands, Teeg and Avery. Everyone had their skateboards and a lot of pent-up energy to expend. They had diddled around the schoolyard before taking their tricks and boards to the sidewalks of the city.

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Demesne 7

Roddie grunted and leaned into Cosmo’s hand. Larger arms wrapped around the youth’s waist and pulled him in closer. Cosmo eagerly melted into the man, mouth open needily. 

No sooner had Roddie’s mouth found his, than Cosmo was flushed with sweat. Animal passions too over. Roddie’s tongue worked its way into his mouth. Groaning and humping up against the man’s side, Cosmo pawed at the man.

The light in the room dimmed as something passed in front of the sun. In the dim light he felt the crush of the massive empty house around him. Like the whole of his world was reduced down to this tiny spot in Roddie’s care.

It unnerved him.

The sudden slap to his bum caught him unawares. Cosmo yelped and jumped backward, rubbing at the red imprint on his posterior.

“Wha-”

“Hands down, boy.”

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Demesne 6

Roddie regarded him like a piece of meat. ‘Like a slave.’ The man’s well-dressed figure only helped emphasize that fantasy. In his profile pics Roddie wore the same Ivy League style that he did now. Naturally filling the role of dapper gentleman.

The bulge in his cuffed trousers confirmed to Cosmo that the man was enjoying himself as well. 

Self-confidence buoyed by this knowledge, he uncovered himself completely, exposing a circumcised cock that slapped against his abdomen with intense arousal. Cosmo took two exaggerated mincing steps toward Roddie.

“I can see you like what you see, Sir.” Assuredly he stroked the fabric, feeling Roddie’s girth beneath it. “Unf. Big.” He moaned.

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Demesne 5

Cosmo took little time to get undressed. He’d fantasized about this moment all week - the hot, well-cultured Dom telling him to strip. In that fantasy the teen would slowly take of each article of clothing, teasing Roddie with an ever-growing expanse of bare skin.

Lightly freckled shoulders, wisps of blonde hair on his legs that matched his fair hair, a matching set of celtic knot tattoos on his wrists hiding hesitation marks, abs that were in actuality the only muscle group he worked on, a tan line that spoke of wearing a speedo recently. His life writ large on his body.

Instead he was a whirlwind of movement. Within seconds his clothes lay scattered about himself like the aftermath of a tornado. The boy grinned sheepishly. His heart thudded with excitement, as did his stiff cock that he coyly tried to hide with one hand. Cosmo felt the blush that came with nudity in front of strangers, but he smiled wide, too aroused to actually feel shame.

‘Make me lick your boots,’ Cosmo’s thoughts were every fantasy at once. ‘Call me a slut. Tell me to bark like a bitch.’

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Demesne 3

Cosmo felt his pants tighten again, arousal fed by Roddie’s teasing words. He scampered eagerly behind the man. It felt natural to walk a few steps behind him. Like a heeling dog or a dutiful slave.

Their footsteps echoed or creaked throughout the residence. Large paintings lined the walls alongside vases and statuary. There were some black and white photos as well. Each with a placard. Each with a story associated with the house or the bloodline.

He paused to look at one large painting of a trio of figures illuminated by a broad window opposite. The woman sat sternly upright. She wore a checked suit with elbow-length sleeves and long gloves, every bit the lady of the house. The man had an aura of command to him. A trimmed beard, dark suit and white waist coat. He wore an odd sigil ring next to his wedding band and with that hand he was making a strange gesture.

The third figure stood center but in the background…

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