Date: Fri, 14 Mar 2003 02:36:12 +0800 From: Trese . Subject: CHAB: 01 (t/t)(anal) _____________________________________________________________ K a t h a n g I s i p L a m a n g n i T r e s e (c) 1999-2003 Friday Trese Publishing Inc. All Rights Reserved. _____________________________________________________________ Background on KILT: Kathang Isip Lamang ni Trese (KILT) is a collection of original writings, fiction, or non-fiction depicting gay erotic themes. You may copy KILT Stories for your personal reading pleasures. However, posting and redistributing any of these writings via electronic mail, publishing it in magazines, using it as film scripts, etc., is strictly prohibited. Only individuals, groups, web sites, publishing houses, film outfits, etc., that were given proper authorization reserve the right to post or redistribute these materials. _____________________________________________________________ Disclaimer: The story you are about read contains gay erotic experiences. So, if you are not of legal age or your country, religion, moral universe etc., consider this writings to be perverse, then I suggest that you should find something else to read. And, if you should decide to read this type of literature, neither this site nor the author will be held accountable for your actions. _____________________________________________________________ Author's Note: This story is purely fictional. Any similarities of the characters, events, plots, etc., of this story to any individuals, actual events, plots, etc., is purely coincidental. _____________________________________________________________ Date : March 13, 2003 KILT : CHAB (t/t)(anal) Author : Trese Part : 1 _____________________________________________________________ Crest Hill Academy is an exclusive school for boys. Young boys are admitted to this institution not because of their exemplary academic standings but because of the fact they have money. This has always been the tradition in this academy for almost 20 years. But this year, the Board of Education mandated that Crest Hill Academy must at least grant five boys' full scholarship coming from a poor family as a way of giving something back to community. "Damn BOE! Why do they have to tarnish our reputation by forcing Crest Hill to admit peasants in our school!" Trent said as he plummet his hard cock deeper into Cody's hole. "Trent, fuck! Jeez, take it easy dude! You're fucking ripping my ass!" Cody screeched. "Just the thought of them studying here makes my blood boils!" Trent said in between thrusts. "Besides..." He continued to speak as he grabbed Cody's chest and pulled Cody's body until his fuck buddies back was next to his bare chest. "... You love it when I give it to you rough, bitch!" "Yeah... but... ah..." Cody replied as Trent continued to assault his fuck hole with his angry dick. "... But... ah..." His speech was muted by Trent's mouth plunging to his lips. Trent continued to rock his mammoth pole deep inside Cody's accommodating asshole. Ylan was packing his clothes. When his father came to his room. "Ylan." His father began to speak. "You know that this is a great opportunity for you son." Ylan remained silent and listened to his father. His father paused and walked towards him and held me by the shoulders. "Son, Crest Hill will be good for you. You'll see. I promise that you're mom and I will visit you often." "Dad, I know you will. But that's not why I'm worried about." Ylan replied. "I'm afraid that I wouldn't fit in to that school. Most of the students there are rich and I'm..." His voice trailed off. "Poor." His dad finished his sentence. "Son, listen to me. It's okay to say that we are poor because we are. And I'm sorry that I couldn't give you and your mom the comforts in life." "But, dad that wasn't what I meant." Ylan interrupted. "I know. You're a good son and a brilliant student. You're every father's dream for a son to be. But you have to take this opportunity for yourself. If only I could give you a better education, you know I would." "Dad, you and mom have given me all that I need and I love you for that. I know how much you've sacrificed just to make ends meet. And for that I'm truly grateful. But do I really belong there? Why can't I stay here with you guys and in my old school." "Ylan, you're a gifted student and your brilliance would be wasted if you don't at least try and see what Crest Hill Academy can offer you and how it can open doors for your future. Son, believe in yourself, your mother and I do!" "Thanks dad." Ylan said as he hugged his father. Trent was sitting on the edge of the bed and was putting his pants on while Cody remained on the bed naked and smoking a cigarette. Trent stood up and zipped his pants when Cody began to speak. "Trent I have an idea how to make BOE recall their decision." "Stop BOE. You stupid cock hound how can you make BOE recall their decision when Derek's father can't even order them to stop this crap. And to think that he's a congressman!" "Hear me out. If we can't make the BOE rebuke their decree, well, I guess we have to make to peasants regret that they ever step foot here in Crest Hill." "Hey, you have something there. Keep on talking." "If you make their lives a living hell here, it will definitely affect their academic performance right." "Go on." "Once it happens, when BOE review their academic standings then they will realize that they made a wrong decision and totally can this project." "And how to you propose that we accomplished this, genius, without BOE finding it out?" "Come here and I'll tell you." Trent sat on the bed again as Cody laid out his devious plan. .. part 2 coming soon _____________________________________________________________ I really love to hear what you think of this story. 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