Bros Before Hoes - Sex Stories

Bros Before Hoes

... until Rayleigh’s done. The lack of a struggle takes Rayleigh by surprise, but it doesn’t slow him down. He drags his friend downstairs and outside into the passenger seat of his car before stepping into the driver’s seat.

“Ok,” he starts, “We’re gonna go somewhere.”

“Yeah, we’re in a car,” Milo grumbles, wanting this to be over and done with already,

“How right you are. Now, where do you wanna go?”

“Back to my room.”

“Alright, bowling alley it is.”

Milo sighs as Rayleigh grabs his laptop from the dashboard and places it on his lap. Rayleigh then starts typing on the laptop, prompting Milo to look on in confusion. What was the point of asking him if he was just going to type away on his computer? He rolls his eyes before leaning his head on his hand and looking out the window.

But just one glance shakes Milo to his core. Beside him is someone’s car that he doesn’t recognize. He looks forward through the windshield discovering the aforementioned bowling alley. As he takes a moment to process what exactly just happened, Rayleigh just gives him a smug grin.

“Yeah, still wanna be in your room now, Debbie downer?” he questions.

“Wh-.....WHAT?!” Milo shouts, not able to form any other words in his mind,

“Cool, isn’t it? I don’t know what happened, either. I just accidentally spilled some soda on it a few nights ago and it kinda sparked out. A full day in cinnamon and sage coated rice later and I’m in the possession of a keyboard that grants anything I ...

... type.”

“Creepy. Wait, cinnamon and sage?”

“Michelle was trying something and mom and dad wanted to be supportive.”

“You know, you say things like this and wonder why I wonder what the hell goes on in your house.”

“ANYWAY, you do know what this means, right?”

“Yeah. We can pretty much do whatever we want.”

“That’s one way of looking at it.”

Milo’s mind immediately starts racing at the infinite possibilities. He’s still trying to fully digest this. Anything that’s typed on that laptop becomes reality. They can travel back in time. They can raise the dead. They can achieve world peace. They can summon super models. They can change the laws. They can reshape the entirety of what they’ve come to know. And no one can stop them.

But Milo’s brainstorming is brought to an abrupt end as he hears Rayleigh typing on his laptop. With curiosity piquing, he asks,

“What are you doing?”

“Just a bit of debt collecting.”

“What do you mean by that?”

Right as he finishes his sentence, Rayleigh along with the rest of the scenery starts to fade. Confusion overtakes his mind as he peculiarly finds himself in a standing position with an unsettling unstable platform below his feet. As reality warps before him, Milo starts getting dizzy. He closes his eyes to avert the shifting setting.

After moments of patiently waiting, he starts to focus on what he can to get a feel of where Rayleigh could possibly have sent them. He takes a step forward, feeling the unstable ...