Don't Change - Chapter 1 - Sex Stories

Don't Change - Chapter 1

... corner of his eye, but when he turns to look, nothing is there. He shrugs the feeling of being watched off, and pulls off his towel. He walks over to his dresser and grabs a fresh pair of boxers. Again he thinks he sees something out of the corner of his eye, but nothing is there. He pulls on his boxers and begins pulling on his costume slowly, making sure everything looks alright, and when he looks over to see his bedroom door is open. “The hell?” Joshua says. “Problem bro?” Phil asks as he peaks his head inside the room. “Did you open my door?” Joshua asks. “No, I thought you just opened it.” Phil says. “No. I was all the way over here.” Joshua says. “Weird, maybe we have ghosts now. Either way, finish getting dressed and we’ll get moving.” Phil says. Joshua goes back to getting his costume on as Phil pulls his head back and heads out to the kitchen. Joshua pulls on the jacket and gloves before strapping on the foam Morphin Brace to his arm. He looks at himself in the mirror, checking out his costume again, before pulling on the custom made belt and grabbing his helmet. He walks out into the kitchen where Phil is making a couple slices of toast. Joshua sets his helmet on the counter. Phil is dressed as Buster Blue, minus the helmet which is sitting on the counter next to Joshua’s. Joshua walks over to the coffee pot and pulls out a travel mug, and begins pouring his coffee into the mug. He puts the pot back in the dispenser and walks over to the fridge. He opens it, grabs ...

... the Coffee-Mate. He walks back to his mug, and opens the Coffee-Mate and pours some in his mug. He closes the Coffee-Mate and puts it away as Phil finishes buttering his toast. Joshua walks back over to his coffee, grabs a spoon from the drawer and stirs the coffee. “You certainly took your time getting dressed, Joshua.” Phil says. “Well, Phil, when you look as good as I do, preparation takes time.” Joshua says. “Yeah. Sure. Grab your coffee, and let’s get to the convention. I wanna make it to some of the tables before lines get epically long.” Phil says. “What’re you having autographed this time?” Joshua asks. “My newest drawing, depicting all the characters that the actors portrayed that happen to be showing up today.” Phil says. “You did another one?” Joshua asks. “Well, my last one didn’t turn out half bad, so I figured: Why not? Besides, they’re always happy to sign unofficial stuff.” Phil says. “That’s true. Well, let’s get going.” Joshua says as he tosses his spoon in the sink and puts the top on his mug. The two of them head out the door, grabbing their helmets and lock up behind themselves before walking out to Phil’s white truck. Phil hits the unlock button on his keychain and they get in. Joshua takes a sip of his coffee, before setting the travel mug in the cup holder and buckling up. Phil buckles up and checks his mirror. “What the hell?” Phil says as he looks in the rearview mirror. “What’s the matter?” Joshua asks as he sets his helmet at his feet and grabs his ...