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The Further Adventures of Sammy Parker Chapter One I sat in the chair and tried not to squirm. Having three strangers stare at me like I was a lab experiment was off putting enough but I had just downed a Monster and maybe needed to piss. They talked to themselves in low voices, they all had tablets and were showing each other things…I swear if they were just watching TikTok I was gonna cut a bitch. “Um,” I said leaning forward, “Can I start?” They all looked over at me in half shock, like it was just uncalled for that I might actually be able to talk. The middle one, who I think was in charge smiled, “Sorry, we are just going over a few things.” I nodded and stood up, “Cool I’m gonna hit the john, let me know when you’re ready,” and walked out of the room, to all of them telling me to wait. I walked out to the cleanest school hallway I had ever seen. I mean you could fucking eat off these floors. The lockers are all a deep green, no knicks, no paint chips missing, all of them gleaming and perfect. I looked left and right and said fuck it as I went to find the bathroom. It was a Saturday so the place was empty which meant we had the whole place to ourselves, at least that is what they told me. I passed a glass cabinet of trophies…with pictures of some of the fucking hottest guys I had ever seen. Eden Prep it seemed not only had scored a ton of awards but had done it looking fucking fine! These pics went back to the 70’s and each year the teens smiling back at me were the epitome of what was hot at the time. The 70’s class all had the feathered hair, the 80’s kids were popping their collars and had more product than the hair care isle at Walmart, the 90’s…wow…I guess we don’t talk about the 90’s…every single one of them was hot as shit. And they wanted me to be one of them. “Mr. Parker,” one of them called out, jogging down the hall, “You can’t just wander off like that!” “Well show me where the bathroom is and I won’t have to,” I said with a grin that had to date gotten me out of more trouble than any ten kids could have managed. He sighed and pointed, “This way.” I followed him down further and checked him out. Nice body, cute face…little uptight for my taste but he could get it if I was bored. He held a door open, “In here.” I gave him a little mock salute and walked in and motherfucker. This was their bathroom? My dad had taken us all to the Monarch once, it was the priciest place to eat in Dallas, I am talking 3 to 4 big bills by the end of the night for the whole thing and they did not have a bathroom as nice as this one. I walked over to the urinal and noticed they had no partitions separating them, in fact you can see what everyone was packing up and down the wall if you wanted. Well I had nothing to hide and I was about to piss myself so I unzipped and hauled my meat out, let Mr. Uptight see what I got…after all that’s why I’m here. I started to rip and glanced over at him just straight up staring at my junk open mouthed, I just smiled, “So this is a nice place, is this like for students or only for guests?” It took him a second to close his mouth, “Um…what? Oh the bathroom! No, this is a normal bathroom, students use it.” “Wow, very nice,” I said still pissing, “Bathroom at my school looks like it was in a true crime show on Netflix.” I glanced back and him and grinned and he gave a little chuckle, “I see,” still staring at my cock. I let it trickle out and then shook it a few times…and then a voice in the back of my head said don’t do it Sammy. Put your dick away and go to your very important interview. Do not do it. Don’t. Bad Sammy. So of course I turned to him, cock still hanging out, “So…you want to help me get this back in?” I had never seen a grown man fall to his knees faster than this guy. He was good, I mean really good. His hands gripped my ass as he deep throated me…not a thing many people can do. My hands were tangled in his hair as I pushed him down onto my cock. Ever since these fucks had contacted me I had felt like I was just running through a maze for them… So this was a nice stress relief. He began licking up and down my shaft like it was one of those rocket pops you buy every 4th of July…his eyes looked up at me with a hunger that was really kind of a turn on. I mean here was a guy, twice my age, on his knees worshipping my cock and he was really into it… Maybe I could start to like this school. I pushed my cock down, indicating I wanted his mouth on it and he went back to gargling on my tool as I began to face fuck him. This wasn’t something I was keen to do with most people, when you have a cock like mine you tend to choke them out but not this guy. This guy’s throat was working overtime and within a minute I felt my balls start to tingle. “Shit…” I groaned, “Fucking cumming…” He sucked harder, desperate for my fucking load I guess…so I gave it to him. I cum a lot. Like a lot a lot. Both John and I can hit the backboard of our beds on a good night so when this guy gags a little as I flood his mouth…I grin because I know I just surprised him. He drank every drop like a good little bitch as I pulled my softening cock out of his mouth and let it hang there. He looked up at me, cum dribbling out the side of his mouth and said, “Thank you sir.” I winked and tucked my cock back into my jeans, “My pleasure,” and turned to wash my hands. I knew he was hard as a rock and wanted to get off but that wasn’t my concern was it? I didn’t say hey lets help each other out, I said suck my cock and he did. He was still on his knees, masturbating furiously as I walked out, “See you back in there.” I walked back into the room and the other two guys turned and looked at me with curiosity, they had sent someone to go find me after all. I sat back down in at the desk, “Oh he’s finishing something up,” I said with a cocky grin, “He’ll be along.” Sure enough a few seconds later blowjob guy comes running in, hair fucked up, suit wrinkled…he looked like he just got fucked. The other men looked at him questioningly and he just shook his head and picked up his tablet. “So, you were going to tell us about the Peirce family,” he said, not making eye contact with me. “Sure, what do you want to know?” “Everything,” one of the others said, “Start at the beginning.” I shrugged, “Ok…so summer was over and I headed back to school…” It was weird being back at school. After the summer I had, it seemed like it was such a step back…I mean when summer came, I was just another high school baseball player, had a steady girl, had a side piece, went out, hung with my boys, and got wasted and was you know, normal. But now, now I was a completely different person. I had learned how to fuck guys and love it. I had learned that my looks and cock made me almost irresistible to most people and that gave me power. And I had learned that once you have a small taste of power…you crave more. But I had learned the lesson the asshole who tried to use me this summer hadn’t. Forcing people, drugging them, this was a weak man’s game. If you had to get someone so fucked up they barely remembered what happened, then you were nothing more than a small person with no skill. He who shall not be named thought he was the shit, drugging his roommates, me, and my brothers, using us, trying to make us compliant. He had learned the hard way that true power, real charisma, always wins in the end. But all of that still made school suck balls. Both Eli and John had gone back to college, which left me alone and bored as fuck. Normal things like high school, dating, Tiktok, they all seemed small compared to what I had gone through this summer. I wanted more, I wanted so much more…as I walked down the hall trying to figure out what that meant I almost completely missed the stud in the speedo handing out fliers. I stopped and took a few steps back to check I wasn’t stoned. And there he was, Sean Peirce, fucking five-star stud. To explain who Sean is takes some doing because you see, Sean is just another me. In a way. I am a popular guy, play baseball, have lots of friends, cute, likable, wanted by girls, envied by guys, etc, etc. You know, the normal stuff. Well, Sean over there was me but with swimming. Where I had a lean, cut, baseball body made with years out in the Texas sun throwing and chasing balls, Sean had a tight, smooth, perfect body made by thousands of hours of swimming over and over again. I had a little more bulk but he was cut like a fucking diamond…and right now he was standing in the hallway, in a speedo, trying to pass out fliers. I’m telling you now whatever the fuck he is selling, I am buying two. I walk over to him, and he sees me and smiles, “Sammy!” A head nod and a shoulder bump later, “What’s up Peirce? You working the streets now?” He blushes deeply and we are on to another way Sean isn’t like me. See me and my brothers were born sexual. John lost his v card at 13 when one of his friend's older sister took him into her room and rode him all the way one summer. Eli got his first handjob at 12 behind the church one Sunday by Patti Lurns who told him that the bible didn’t say anything about a handy and rocked his world while he was 13 and a female assistant coach at baseball camp jumped my bones all summer once she saw me naked. So, sex to us was kind of like water, it was just there. Sean and his family were not like that at all. Sean’s dad was a widower and a big holy roller guy. He ran a CrossFit for Christ gym here in town and both Sean and his older brother Devon, who was just as hot, were both born again, pure and innocent angels with promise rings and virginity rules written on their notebook kind of guys. So, the joke is scandalous to him, just the way I meant it. “No!” he says laughing, “We are trying to start a water polo team and looking for members.” He handed me the flyer, and I pretended to look at it as I scoped out what Sean was packing. The speedo was decently filled, he wasn’t in my league, but it was nice, it was everything else that looked fucking amazing. He was completely smooth with deep cum gutters that flared up into an eight-pack that just begged to be licked. His pecs were wide and deep and his nipples just hung there, calling my name quietly, pleading with me to gnaw on them… “What do you think?” I looked him in the eyes, “About?” He looked at the flier, “Water polo?” Oh right, that. “Um, I’ve never played water polo, I’d have no idea what I was doing.” “We have a regulation pool at our house!” he said quickly, “If you wanted to learn you could come by after school and I could teach you!” Me and Sean, in a pool, alone? “Our season doesn’t overlap with baseball so you could play both and it’s great conditioning as well.” He flexed to prove his point and I knew right then and there… I was going to fuck Sean Peirce. I didn’t know how or when, but I was going to do it. Smiling I asked, “So you’d teach me?” He nodded, “Yeah! I can get you ready for tryouts.” I pretended to consider it. “Please, Sammy! If you joined the team, I know others would! If we don’t get enough people to try out, they won’t even put the team together! Please!! I’d owe you for the rest of my life!” I smiled at the words, “I guess…I mean as a favor to you…” He smiled and beamed at me, “You’re the best!” “So, when do we start?” I asked. “After school? My place?” I nodded, “I’ll be there.” You bet your ass I will be there. Meanwhile in another room… “State your name please?” I leaned in, “Sean Peirce.” “And Mr. Peirce, can you say, in your own words what your relationship to Samuel Parker is?” I felt my face blush some, “Um…we’re friends.” The man raised an eyebrow. “Close friends…like…close close?” He looked down at his tablet and pushed something, “Would you say your relationship with him was consensual?” I cocked my head, “What do you mean?” “Do you feel you were forced to be in a relationship with him?” I laughed, “Oh god no…I mean truth be told…I probably wanted since I first saw him, I just couldn’t admit it yet.” Another push on the screen, “So you are in the hallway and he agrees to come over to your house, what then?” “Well, I remember thinking…” Sammy Parker was going to join the team! He was easily the most popular guy in school! I mean everyone knew him, liked him, he was hands down one of the best-looking guys in school, not that I noticed, I was just saying… If he joined, then it would be a sure thing others would too. Everyone wanted to be like Sammy, this was the best! I floated through school, giving prayers during lunch for Him to answer my prayers by sending someone like Sammy toward me. Just like dad said, he always provided, all we had to do was listen. I found Devon heading into the locker room, he was on the rugby team and was super focused on the team this year. He saw me and paused, “What’s up little bro?” “Guess who I talked into joining the water polo team?” “The one that doesn’t exist yet?” he teased. “But it will now! Sammy Parker!” Even Devon was impressed, his eyebrows went up, “John’s brother?” I nodded, “Wow, yeah he’s a get for sure. I thought he played baseball.” “He can do both,” I assured him. “Sweet!” he said and then made a small cross, “Praise Him.” I followed and said the same, “My prayers are coming true.” He messed my hair up, “He’s coming over after school?” I nodded, “I’m going to start teaching him the basics.” “Well, I have practice, but maybe he’ll still be there when I get home.” “Maybe, just wanted to share the good news.” He shook his head, “Well have fun,” he said walking into the locker room. Things were finally looking up! When I got home, I made sure the pool area was set up and that everything looked the best it could. I grabbed some Pepsis and put them in the cooler by the pool for later…everything had to be perfect. I couldn’t risk losing Sammy’s interest in this or there would never be a water polo team at the school. I know it sounds crazy, but it’s true. A guy like him could make it super popular and guys would be lining up to play if he liked it. I just needed to make sure he liked it. There was a knock on the back gate and Sammy popped his head in, “You home?” “Come in!” I said smiling, he showed up! He walked in, he was wearing a pair of faded jeans and a fitted t-shirt with Stitch on it. His high tops were white and red and looked like they were brand new…I mean he looked super cool, no doubt. “Sorry I’m late,” he said putting his backpack down, “Couple of guys were talking my ear off as I was trying to leave.” “It’s cool, super cool,” I said way too quickly, “Um, did you want to eat something before or anything?” “Nah,” he said pulling his shirt off, “I’m good to go.” Whoa, he was super built! Not an ounce of fat but still huge pecs and biceps…he was such a baseball player it was insane. I wish I could build muscle like him, he was so freaking handsome… Envy is a sin; we are all given what we deserve. “Um, you ok?” he asked when I closed my eyes and gave my prayer. I nodded, “Sorry, a moment of prayer.” He smiled and nodded, which was so cool since most guys laughed and me and my brother for our faith, but Sammy wasn’t like most guys. It was easy to see why he was so popular. He popped the buttons on his jeans and shimmed them down, standing there in a pair of black boxer briefs, “So um, are these fine 'cause I didn’t bring a swimsuit…” Holy Christ! Was that bulge for real? It looked like he had a whole banana shoved down his front and…I felt my face grow red and I looked away as my own…thing responded. Darn it, why was I like this? Guys shouldn’t do this to me, I sent another prayer to Him and pointed to the pool house, “My brother has some suits in there, he’s bigger than you but I bet they’ll fit.” “Cool,” he said, I counted to twenty and then looked over, whew. He was gone…oh my god he was so…I mean…how did the other guys in the locker room not just stare at him? Even in the brief time, I saw it I could tell he wasn’t hard and he was…gosh he was bigger than even Devon! “How do I look?” he asked, coming out of the pool house. My jaw hung open as I stared. He had found a pair of red speedos, belonging to Devon, I thought they would be loose, but I was so wrong. His…his thing bugled out the front like it was a snake, it curled halfway to his hip and just hung there, the rest of the nylon barely stretching around his thing, it was…it was… Beautiful. Sinful. “Um yeah,” I said shaking my head, “Looks great.” He pulled at the waistband, “Little snug, but I can manage. I’ll bring my own tomorrow.” I was just staring, unable to look away. “Um, Sean? Ok?” My eyes locked with his, and I forced myself not to look down, “Yeah great, perfect, you wanna get in the water?” He flashed me a million-dollar smile, man his teeth were perfect, “Let’s do it.” He dove into the pool, man baseball players had some cake on them! I mean he was insane how good-looking he was! I thought I was ok but I felt ugly next to him. He came up for breath and smiled at me, “You getting in?” He looked like he was born in that pool. I dove in too and the water helped me focus up some. I came up and he was close to me, “This is a nice pool,” he said, our bodies were so close… “Thanks,” I said back peddling a little, “My dad had it built for us when I got serious about swimming.” “Well, it’s awesome,” he said paddling around, “So where do we start?” I took him through the basics for the rest hour or so. A lot of people don’t realize how hard water polo can be but he kept up effortlessly, reminding me he was a varsity baseball player who was used to hard work. After about two hours we got out of the pool and took a break, I grabbed us two Pepsis and we sat on the deck and caught our breath. The summer had been good to him, he had a deep tan that really made him look like he was glowing. I mean I had a tan but with his blond hair and blue eyes it really made him look like a surfing god instead of a Texas baseball jock. I couldn’t believe he was in my backyard talking to me. “So how did I do coach?” he asked with an easy smile. “Good, real good…you picked it up super-fast.” “Thanks! So now what?” “Well, we should keep focusing on the basics this week, and then we can move up to more complicated stuff this weekend. I mean if you want.” “Sure, this was a lot more fun than I expected, I think I’m in.” Oh, thank you, lord. “Well, I do laps before school, it’s the swimming equivalent of jogging, and then run drills after classes, so you’re welcome to join me if you want.” He nodded, “During baseball, I got up around 6 so I could get a few miles in before school, so it’s all the same. What time you start?” “I am up at 5ish and start swimming before six.” “Cool, well then I’ll come by in the morning, and then we can go to school from here?” “Yeah!” I said excitedly, “That would be sweet!” “Awesome,” he said standing up, and there it was…oh my gosh…it was so big! “I’m gonna go change then, can I use that shower to rinse off the chlorine?” I nodded, “Go for it.” He left the Pepsi bottle and walked into the pool house…did I just become friends with Sammy Parker? I had friends sure, but it was hard being a Christian virgin these days, when other guys started talking about sex and porn and everything I always kind of shied away…that was all a sin… I heard a cell go off and I see Sammy has left his cell on the deck. It said it was his mom! I picked it up and rushed to the pool house, it might be important… Walking in and I almost dropped the phone…oh my god… The shower was in the corner, he stood in the center of its water cascading down his body, outlining every muscle, every line…his eyes were closed as he slowly stroked…his thing. It was HUGE! His hand didn’t even reach around the whole thing as he moved up and down its length…his other hand was squeezing his nipple and was quietly moaning as he moved. It was the most erotic thing I had ever seen, and I couldn’t look away. I felt myself harden in my own speedo as I watched him, staying as quiet as I could so I didn’t interrupt him. His thing was easy twice my size and he could have used both hands easily to…to jerk off. My hand moved over my own…thing as I watched him speed up. His balls hung low, they were as big as his…penis…I was awed by him…I had to stop watching him…but I didn’t. My hand just rubbed myself harder. “Oh…” he gasped, and I could see he was pinching his own nipple now and seeing him react made me…um…leak in my speedos. He leaned up against the far wall and I saw his abs just strain as he moved up and down his whole, massive dick…um thing. This was dirty, a sin…but as I watched his muscles move under the water, I kept rubbing myself, my mouth open as I held my breath. God, he was so hot…how could he be so hot? “Sean…” he moaned, moving his second hand down to his cock and began to two-fist it, “Oh Sean…” My name! He was thinking about me? My own cock burped up more seed as I reached into my speedos and took hold of it myself. We both jerked off, my eyes couldn’t look away from his unit…oh god…I was jerking off! I was jerking off to Sammy Parker! “Sean…oh god Sean…I’m close…” he said, eyes still closed as both hands blurred over his cock. I was too, my cock balls were tingling as I watched this Adonis get ready to shoot… “Fuck!” he roared as cum sprayed everywhere! My cock shot as I watched him paint the pool house with his load. He came so much! Pleasure coursed through me as I shot my first load, oh god I had sinned…I was dirty…but I didn’t stop, I milked myself as I watched Sammy do the same. He leaned there, breathing hard, cum dripping down his horse dick…my mouth watered as I wondered what it tasted like… In a panic I turned and ran out of the pool house, I put the phone down and jumped into the pool to cover my stained speedo. About ten mutes later he came out in his jeans, holding his shirt. “Much better,” he said with a smile as I hung on the side of the pool. “Yeah, a shower always feels great.” “You wanna get one?” he asked. I shook my head frantically, “I’m ok, I have a few more laps before I get out.” He smiled, “Ok, so before 6 tomorrow morning?” I nodded. “Nice!” he said picking his cell up, “Shit, my mom called. I’m in trouble.” “Oh? I didn’t hear it go off.” AND NOW I WAS LYING! “It’s cool, I’ll you in the morning man, was awesome hanging out.” I waved as he left, calling his mom back. Once he was gone, I let out a sigh and closed my eyes…oh God please forgive me. I have a free Telegram channel at: [think before following links] https://t.me/+g9Ojp6k_w8UxNTYx

I have a Telegram channel where I’ve continued this and Top Dawg, if you’re interested hit me up at dontaskmeever@mail.com

It's nice to be remembered 🙂

I didn't write this lol

yeah it's a protected account, you have to have an account to see it.

Maybe you have to enter it into Twitter? Because I have about a dozen people from BZ over the night.

@thejackparker01 is it, two people have found it from here so far.

@thejackparker01 is it, two peopls

Twitter @thejackaparker01 might be some Parker Brother news

Thanks man but Dalton was the story that convinced me to try writing porn.

It really is.

Same, I got about a dozen from the 25th on.

Go read my blog, the story Attention Whore might intrigue you 🙂

Awww thanks man. They are far from perfect but I’m thrilled you’re enjoying them!! That is for the kind words, made my night.

Thanks man!

Click on my profile it should be there.

Hey guys, am back. Small hiccup but things should be fine. I don’t know when I will have time to get back to Sammy and his adventures, but in the meantime where is a new story up on my blog since it isn’t chem fiction. Check it out if you’re looking for something new to read

Hey guys I am back, small hiccup but should be ok. I will get to this story when time permits but there is a new story over on my blog since it isn’t chem fiction, i didn’t want to post it in here. So if you’re looking for something to read, head over there.

You fucked me up with this comment cause I was sure I read it already. Then I saw it was on the other story lol

Sure it would be but again, his house his rules. The author, if they care, should have a copy and can post it on Nifty or any other story site if they wish.

As a writer here, it’s his house, it’s his rules. If I don’t like it I’ll write somewhere else. It’s not bad or good to me, just a definition of things that can be done. I’ve asked more than once about an idea I had and was told I couldn’t post it here because of the site rules. I didn’t have a problem with it then, don’t have a problem with it now.