School Of Hard Cocks [Krule & Fallen Angel]
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				Title: <strong>School Of Hard Cocks [Krule &amp; Fallen Angel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lisossa Etasu</strong> on <strong>18-08-2008, 22:02:42</strong>
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				The summer break for Blue Bird High had begun barely a week ago but Amie couldn't wait to return to classes. She had come top in Volleyball, Tennis and Hockey. All the girls loved her and the boys too but she didn't have time for boyfriends not when her class grades where at stake, she'd got straight A's in all her end of year exams she had to make sure they didn't slip or she'd let herself down. Having training for one sport or another nearly every night when she wasn't with her coach she was catching up on any missed homework for other class.<br><br>Amie was a pretty girl of course with blonde hair and blue eyes she was tall too for her age at 5ft 10 but that only seemed to make her more appealing to the boys, her breasts where only small though but that didn't seem to bother her or him. It wasn't very often that her friends found her in anything other than her sports kit which consisted of her white sports bra, pink nike shirt, either black shorts or sports pants and her top of the range trainers of course which cost well over $100<br><br>Not everyone understood of course, there where those Preppy girls who preferred their books and computers to sports but she didn't care about them, they could think what they liked she had her group of boy and girl friends&nbsp; who all hung around together both in and out of school, it wasn't very often they went out other than bowling or the Movies, she preferred not to drink it would make her body more sluggish and would risk her grades slipping.
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				Title: <strong>Re: School Of Hard Cocks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>18-08-2008, 22:22:40</strong>
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				Blue Bird High was the best high school in the city, competing against four others. Anyone graduating from there would be much more readily accepted into the universities in that state than if they graduated from one of the other schools. It was because of this that Alex's parents had pulled numerous strings to get him enrolled there despite the full population. Having a firefighter father and a nurse mother made his family rather influential, very upper-class and respected.<br><br>His previous high school had been a private one, but their curriculum was too easy for him and did not offer any exceptional classes for someone of his prowess so his family, upon his father's transfer to a new city, decided a public school with Advanced Placement classes would be more appropriate for their college-bound honor student. He certainly wasn't complaining; the previous school didn't offer many sports, he wanted to do much more than just football and baseball, he wanted to do basketball and track and whatever else they had.<br><br>Many people said he was gifted but he was just a very devoted student, studying intently, taking notes and re-reading things for classes and double-checking his homework every night. This made it slightly difficult to do much with friends outside of school and classes but since he did so many sports activities, that gave him time to be among friends without the pressure of having to pay attention. And when he volunteered at nursing homes on the weekends, only the truly devoted friends who liked basking in his popularity would join him and lend a hand.<br><br>He toured the Blue Bird High campus over the summer. The front of which was very nice-looking, a great big lawn and trees past the sidewalk with the administration buildings up front, and four hallways surrounding the quad, with the gym and sports fields behind there. A large parking lot to the East of the entrance was near the auditorium, adjacent to the gym which held the locker rooms, gymnasium and swimming pool. It was a very well-funded campus to have all of that, and he was sure it would look much nicer once school began and it was full of life. But the summer had just begun and he had a job that would help him buy a car. Even though his parents' combined income was greater than any other student's parents', he didn't want a free handout from them. They did give the down payment but he made the monthly, and by the end of summer he was going to be driving to school in a brand-new Mercedes. That was sure to make an impressive entrace at the start of his first year in a public school.<br><br>Even without his family's status fueling his popularity, or his academic prowess, he was very easy on the eyes. His hygiene was impeccable, so his skin was smooth, lightly tanned and his teeth were perfectly straight and pearly. He dressed simply in jean shorts and a t-shirt when it was hot, and in a sport jacket and khakis when it was cold. He never wore hats, wanting to let the sun shine off his bright red hair to keep it shining. He grew it out into a shoulder-length ponytail, just a little wild streak to make up for his otherwise strict discipline. And with his constant sports activity, he was very well-toned, particularly his rear, which seemed to be what girls paid most attention to. He'd not intentionally started wearing tight pants, but so few fit his build that he really had no choice. Not that anyone around him complained.
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				Title: <strong>Re: School Of Hard Cocks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lisossa Etasu</strong> on <strong>18-08-2008, 23:04:10</strong>
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				Hanging out on the sports ground near the school Amie and her group of girlfriends where watching the stranger who appeared to be looking around the school. It would appear they would be having a new guy in their classes when the new school year started and he could well be competition for her especially in the sports, he looked fit and athletic, arrogant to by the looks of him but she would soon bring him down to the right level when she beat him at every sport they competed against one another in, she wouldn't let him take her place as highest and most admired in the school.<br><br>Turning to her friends a glint of something that could be evil in her eyes she smiled at them <strong>"Well girls looks like we've got ourselves some competition. Not that he stands a chance of course hey girls?"</strong> she giggled sounding almost girly for a moment before that stony glow returned to her eyes and her friends knew she was serious about keeping the new guy in shape as soon as they returned to school but for now she would simply have to bide her time and try to find out more about them.<br><br>In the following weeks she made discreet enquires about the new guy she'd seen around the school, finding his name to be Alex and a sports man she knew she would have serious competition on her hands the following week when they returned to school but she still hadn't met this guy yet even though she knew a little about him she couldn't wait to finally meet him and put him up to the challenge of beating her in all her best sports and a few others besides. Amie knew her friends would stick by her whatever happen but she had no intention of losing not to some Jock who was new to the school.
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				Title: <strong>Re: School Of Hard Cocks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>18-08-2008, 23:25:41</strong>
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				Alex of course didn't know about Amie's plans, nor did he really care to find out. To him, school was just a stepping stone to his next objective, proving himself against others wasn't his intention, he just wanted to do the best he could so the most options were available to him. Just because he happened to be good at things didn't mean he was arrogant, he was always helping others who had trouble, whether at athletics or academics. Nevertheless, once school had started he already found himself making new friends. Most of them were approaching him with the desire to hang out, to which he had no objection. But it seemed strange that people who didn't know him were warming up to him so quickly. Apparently his reputation had preceded him, he didn't know that half the school was already aware of his achievements. After all, that sort of thing was supposed to be confidential, but apparently parents find out things, then children, and from there information and rumors spread like wildfire.<br><br>P.E. that day was, of course, his real time to shine. He outstripped the other boys in jogging around the track by a large margin, impressing the coaches so much he was immediately recruited into the sports teams without even having to try out. Someone mentioned to him that he was doing better than the school's resident all-star, but he wasn't really paying attention-who cared what someone else could do? He needed to focus on what he could do, because that was the only way he could keep from getting distracted.<br><br>More lap-running commenced, this time a mix of boys and girls. Alex took the typical Olympic runner's crouch waiting for the coach's whistle, not even paying attention to the girls looking his way as they also waited. He felt their eyes, but figured it was just because he was nice-looking, he didn't know he was impressing them by showing up their homegirl.
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				Title: <strong>Re: School Of Hard Cocks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lisossa Etasu</strong> on <strong>19-08-2008, 00:21:12</strong>
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				Alex wasn't supposed to know of her plans not when she wanted them to be a surprise to him at least. All the girls knew of course which was why they where cosying up to him and making friends they where trying to find any more information out for her, she needed as many advantages over him as was possible if she stood even the remotest of chances of getting to him and beating him in all the sports she was best at playing, she couldn't leave it to chance not when she had to win the bet or it could cost her dearly and humiliation was the last thing she had in mind in front of all her friends. <br><br>Amie watched from the side lines while Alex raced far out stripping any time she could possibly set it didn't matter even if he beat her on the track there was no way he would beat her at volleyball or tennis, they where her favourite sports and the ones she always played the best no matter who she was up against. Standing on the start line right next to Alex she cocked an eyebrow her voice little more than a whisper <strong>"Up for a challenge?"</strong> her lips barely moved but then the coaches whistle blew and they where running the race was on for who'd be the fastest round the track Alex or Aime.....
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				Title: <strong>Re: School Of Hard Cocks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>19-08-2008, 18:35:28</strong>
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				Alex was slightly distracted by what Amie had just whispered to him, but shrugged it off as the coach's whistle cut through the air like a dagger. He had the inside track but even then he was ahead of her, his running form was remarkable, like an Olympic 100 Meter Dash runner. He made the 1/4 mile in just under a minute, something not even Amie had been able to do. But Alex wasn't interested in an athletic career, so the coaches who asked him to talk to some sports representatives received a polite refusal from him.<br><br>He caught up to Amie after breaking through a mob of enthusiastic male classmates. "You were saying something about a challenge?" he panted, still winded from the effort. He didn't know what she had in mind, but maybe that would put her off of such petty things and make her do like him, and focus on what he could do best, not trying to show off for the sake of others.
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				Title: <strong>Re: School Of Hard Cocks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lisossa Etasu</strong> on <strong>19-08-2008, 19:02:08</strong>
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				Having already caught her breath Amie smiled round her friends who had gathered to talk to her after the race, looking over when she heard what must be Alex's voice she indicated she wanted her friends to leave her with him. A smirk crossing her lips she headed out of the coaches ear shot to speak to him <strong>"I was thinking since you've come into my school and decided that you're going to show me up on the running track, I want to challenge you. I give you a week to play against me at my favourite sports whichever of us loses has to be the others servant"</strong> she smirked cocking an eyebrow at her friends who already knew what she was planning. They all begun whispering and giggling from a distance as she waited for an answer from Alex.
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				Title: <strong>Re: School Of Hard Cocks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>19-08-2008, 21:30:19</strong>
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				"I didn't decide any such thing. I just tried my hardest and it happened to be better than yours. Maybe you should try harder instead of just trying to beat me. If I go away, that doesn't make you any better than you are, you know." he said to her, which was the truth. But of course anyone with that much arrogance wouldn't want to admit that. Even some of her friends were staring with their mouths open, thinking he'd put her in her place. "But if it means that damn much to you, fine, I accept. Maybe that will help motivate you to do better." he turned away and headed back to the locker room to change and get ready for his next class.<br><br>He wondered what she had in mind-he'd already beaten her at running, the most elementary of sporting activities. Did she really think she could win against him at any other sports?
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				Title: <strong>Re: School Of Hard Cocks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lisossa Etasu</strong> on <strong>20-08-2008, 01:08:19</strong>
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				<strong>"Oh yeah sure, look whatever, do you accept my challenge or not? It could be fun for both of us and I could use a servant to do the jobs I don't have time to do"</strong> she smirked flashing him a wink, he hadn't bothered her with his words, he was arrogant in her eyes and that's the way she would always look at him, until she had brought him down and put him in his rightful place below her <strong>"Motivate me? Are you kidding? I've come top of the class every year, my grades are the best of everyone here. I tell you what meet me here after classes tonight, there'll be no one around but us and we can begin our challenge"</strong> she smirked again planning to beat him at the sports she was best at left a healthy warm glow inside her she would soon show him who was the best sports person at Blue Bird High.
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				Title: <strong>Re: School Of Hard Cocks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Mathim</strong> on <strong>20-08-2008, 01:24:35</strong>
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				"You're making a mistake." he tried to warn her, but he knew it was no use, she was too stubborn and cocky. Hadn't she ever seen any movies, which would teach her that her kind of attitude was going to get her in trouble? Well, he wasn't going to waste his breath trying to talk her out of being foolish, she'd learn the hard way soon enough. "Very well, I accept your challenge. But I do warn you, I intend to teach you a lesson when I win." he gave her a firm look and turned away from her. She needed to be enlightened about her irresponsible behavior and bad attitude. And although he'd never considered doing this before, he began to think it might be fun to have power over someone for a change, instead of teaching and helping them. At least, in her case. She was smart...he couldn't teach her anything. But she was cocky and arrogant, that he could only get rid of by other methods.<br><br>He waited patiently for the day to end so he could finally put her in her place. It was better this way, with no witnesses. If this happened, he wanted it to be in private. Because some of the things he intended to have her do weren't appropriate for others to know about. At least, not yet. He didn't want to get a bad reputation without building up a good reputation first.
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				Title: <strong>Re: School Of Hard Cocks</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lisossa Etasu</strong> on <strong>20-08-2008, 01:37:43</strong>
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				The end of the day couldn't come soon enough for Amie, all she wanted to do was get out on the tennis court and beat him at her own game. She was champion of every game she had played so far, one afternoon her coach had got so fed up of her beating everyone she'd asked Amie to sit out for a while to give the other girls in the class a chance to play against one another.<br><br>Racing from her final class of the day to the locker rooms Amie changed as quickly as she possibly could, pulling on her trainers she walked outside the gym and waited for Alex to arrive a cocky, sure smirk on her lips, she was sure to beat him at tennis it was her best sport one she had been playing since she was about 4 years old, part of her dreamed to be a professional tennis player like the William's sisters but then there was another part of her which told her she would make a the American Olympic team for London 2012. Allowing those thoughts to float through her mind she lent against the gym wall and waited for Alex to turn up from his class. Perhaps he'd forgotten her challenge or being held back in class.
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				Title: <strong>Alex now being written by Krule</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Krule</strong> on <strong>10-09-2008, 21:47:32</strong>
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				Alex had moved though the afternoon at a much more sedate pace then she had, not that he didn't want to beat her, but he didn't have the energy invested in it that she did... so at the same time she was changing, he walked into the boy's side of the gym room, and began to change himself, coming back outside a few minutes after her, and raised an eyebrow.<br><br>"Tennis eh?"&nbsp; He'd been playing sports most of his life, sense he was little himself, and he was very good, had a talent for such things, but he'd found a talent for most things.&nbsp; Tennis was something he'd been playing with his mother several days a week for as long as he could remember, and he was very, very good, perhaps olympic quality himself, but she didn't know that, and he wasn't going to say anything about it.&nbsp; &nbsp;"Just one game, or a series of them?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: School Of Hard Cocks [Krule &amp; Fallen Angel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Lisossa Etasu</strong> on <strong>12-09-2008, 20:14:11</strong>
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				Stood lent against the gym wall she lifted her food placing it flat against the wall allowing her knee to bend while she waited for Alex. Smirking when she saw him walk out in his sports kit she folded her arms almost lazily <strong>"I chose tennis, it's the sport I've come top in every year since I first started here a Blue Bird High so you're chances of winning are well...."</strong> she sniggered and smirked once again <strong>"Well none at all"</strong> of course Amie had no idea how wrong she could be about one thing but she was feeling cock sure of herself and always had when it came to sport.<br><br><strong>"Straight sets, best of three. Whoever loses becomes the others slave and has to do as they say. Is that a deal?"</strong> her arrogant smile made it quite clear she was sure she would win even though Alex knew otherwise but she had no idea and was quite happy to go with the deal never even considering she would be the one on the losing side <strong>"Well? Do we have a deal?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: School Of Hard Cocks [Krule &amp; Fallen Angel]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Krule</strong> on <strong>14-09-2008, 00:46:06</strong>
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				He sighed.. "Your being exceptionally foolish, you could not possibly know what my chances are, but I agree, the loser of the game becomes the slave of the winner... "&nbsp; He thought she was being something of a spoiled brat, and needed a wake up call, a serious lesson, and it looked like, from the way things were going, that he just might be the one to give it to her.&nbsp; If she hadn't been so beligerant, prideful and over-confident, he might have felt a bit guilty about some of the thoughts he was having, and the plans he was making, but sense she was all of those things, he didn't feel guilty at all, about what he was concidering.<br><br>"Let's get this over with."&nbsp; he said, as he walked out onto the court, and gestured for her to take her place.&nbsp; "You start, we'll go from there."&nbsp; His eyes drifted over her as she moved opposite him on the court, she was quite a beauty, so some aspects of this, would be quite fun, if he won.. and unlike her, he wasn't utterly certain he would win.. but he thought his chances were good.
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