Teen Studs on Campus (Part 3) - Sex Stories

Teen Studs on Campus (Part 3)

... either J.J. or Aaron to let them know that he’ll be joining them later than expected…

“Look at him, dude…Christine says he’s mine!” Aaron exclaims, showing J.J. the picture of the MILF’s newborn on his phone as they eat brunch at Waffle Warehouse. “He does kinda look like you, dude…scrawny looking…” J.J. agrees, flashing his braces in a sarcastic smirk. He now pulls out his phone and shows a baby pic of his own to Aaron. “Tracey sent me that…he’s mine, dude!” J.J. announces proudly. “They look like twins, dude! We did it!” Aaron exclaims. “Yeah, we did, dude! All those football players that they banged that night and we’re the dudes who knocked them up! And we’ve got more babies on the way!” J.J. agrees, reminding his cousin about their exploits over the summer with a bevy of married chicks. “We knocked up the hippie!” Aaron agrees. “Yeah, and we got Donna, too!” J.J. adds. “I knocked up Melissa, dude!” Aaron boasts. “And you knocked up Jennifer, too, dude…so proud of you!” J.J. exclaims. “Yo, dude, Jen’s baby could be yours…” Aaron now suggests. “Probably not, dude…she made me wrap it when I fucked her…” J.J. reminds him. “One of the condoms coulda broke, dude…” Aaron now suggests; the younger stud punched holes in the condoms that J.J. used in his encounter with the gorgeous 29 year old Jen, but still hasn’t been able to get up the nerve to tell him. “Yeah, coulda happened, dude, but not really likely…” a still oblivious J.J. replies…

Returning to the apartment ...

... after their late breakfast, the two studs hang out for a while, watching some more of the Amazons marathon on TV before Aaron leaves for his 2 o’clock interview with Michelle, the Ph.D. student. Now alone and hoping to score some pussy, J.J. texts both Olivia and Marilyn; he also texts Steve asking him where he is. While he waits for responses, he continues to watch the Amazons spread death and destruction to every man who crosses their path. A gorgeous blonde warrior woman, her armored breastplate cut to display abundant cleavage, is interrogating a male captive; abruptly, she draws her sword and runs him through with it. “Fuck, yeah!” J.J. exclaims, reveling in the sheer brutality of the scene. As her dying prisoner gasps and writhes in agony at her feet, the Amazon calmly puts aside her reddened sword and picks up an evil looking spiked mace. Obviously relishing the heft of the brutal weapon in her hands, she fixes her blue eyes in an ice cold gaze on another hapless male prisoner, slowly approaching him as J.J. watches with eager anticipation…

“Hi, Aaron! I’m so glad that you agreed to do this! You’re just the kind of subject that I’m targeting for my research project!” Michelle exclaims, welcoming Aaron into her apartment and beckoning him to join her on the big, black faux leather sofa in the living room. “Yo, I’m glad to help…” Aaron replies; not completely altruistic, the stud is hoping to at least get head for his cooperation on the project. Balancing her notepad ...