Tales of Horn Springs - The Birthday Party - 4/5 - Sex Stories

Tales of Horn Springs - The Birthday Party - 4/5

It’s 4 pm and time for me to pick up Parker. I pull into the area of campus where he told me to meet him. I park somewhere that I’m probably not supposed to, leaving my car running just in case. I notice a few girls walk by and think to myself that Parker has a decent pool here to fish from. I look at my phone and note the time and as I do, I receive a text from Parker stating that he is caught up a bit but that he would be out soon. I recline my seat and, while still letting the car idle, I rest my head back and close my eyes.

Kim’s face enters my mind as I start to fantasize about being with her in that locker room today. I see her there, standing in front of her locker. In my mind, I feel myself walk up behind her and press my bulge into her ass while reaching my hands up to grab… HONK!! I snap out of my daydream to look up and see a rather disgruntled-looking toad of a woman yelling from her car for me to get out of her parking spot. I put my car into gear, move out of her way, and wave my apologies. I drive around a bit to see if I can find a parking spot that is labeled visitor parking or something like that. As I do so, I get another text from Parker informing me that he is now outside looking for me. I spot him so I pull around and stop in front of him.

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“Hey, you little fucker, get in the car,” I yell out to him as he approaches the car.

“Fuck you!” Parker says as he gets in and shuts the door.

I speed off away from campus and get on the main ...

... road.

I slam my hand down on his knee and squeeze really hard and ask “How the hell are you, you little shit? How old are you today? Twelve?”

“Ha, ha, very funny,” Parker replies, making it obvious that he doesn’t find me funny. “So, what are we doing?”

“Well, I figured I would take you to my place for a bit to chill. You haven’t been there yet and all. And then later we’ll head over to John’s place,” I reply as I mess with the radio to put on some tunes.

“Works for me. I am just excited to not have to think about school for the rest of the day.” He says, sounding a little exhausted.

“What are you talking about, you love school.”

“Love isn’t the word I would use. I may be good at it, but I wouldn’t say I love it,” he says as he leans his seat back.

Parker is a super genius. Well, compared to me, he is. While I just barely had a good enough GPA to graduate high school, Parker, on the other hand, could be a 4.0 student in his sleep. Though having those brains is certainly good for a work career, it hasn’t been great for his ladies career. I know he’s had sex before, but fuck, I hope it hasn’t just been that once.

“How many chicks have you fucked?” I ask bluntly.

Parker, who had laid his seat back and was lying there with his eyes closed, lazily answers “Just the one. But we had sex a few times before she moved away.”

Fuck, that’s tragic. My brother has only fucked one chick. I know that’s not from a lack of desire. Parker has always been a horny little ...