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MENTORING BRANDON By Bob Chapter 6: The Big Game, Part 2 This was the practice to end all practices, or so we were told. The coaches were going to make sure that we all were ready for the game with Oskie. Coach Kistner, the defensive line/linebacker coach worked the varsity group, while, Coach Marsh was with Jerry and Brandon, teaching them their responsibilities in the new system. After 45 minutes, we took our first break. Brandon came over and we all knelt down trying to catch our breath. We began talking with Tom and Jerry about the defensive calls that they...

Note: There's no sex in this one.. Some of this is real, some of it is fake. Thanks for reading my first story. -------------------------------------------- There I was standing there in line waiting to get my schedule in the West Gym. My name is Sonny, and it was the week before I started my senior year. It was just going to be like any other year I went to register... Bring my paperwork, pick up my books, take a picture, get my schedule and pick up my ID with a student handbook. Blah. It was WAY to early in the morning.. Oh...

INTRODUCTION: My apologies for all the errors. I hadn’t actually meant to post it when I did. I was still editing when I accidentally posted it. I have been having some computer difficulties. I thank almost everyone for their comments (The exception being the people using stories to post comments looking for chicks? Really! Does that even work??) I am almost done with Chapter 2 (which has some nice twists in it that I hope you'll like) but stopped to clean up Chapter 1 a little and repost it. I hope that this one is easier to read. Thanks again to...

It had been a few weeks since the camping trip and I was still in shock. I had always been on the quiet side, but now I found myself even more withdrawn. Every night I remembered my experience in the tent, J.D. raping my virgin hole while Alex, who I had always thought of as my best friend, held me down despite my tears and begging. My ass had hurt for several days after, a constant reminder of the punishment it had gone through. But what I hated the most about this entire experience had nothing to do with J.D. or...