SkyLarkinStories

Simon was being bogged down by the stress caused by his son’s many sexual misadventures and the overprotective blonde DILF was letting his worries run wild, affecting his work as a teacher and his duty as a father. Using the dildo and vibrating buttplug that Tommy gifted to him worked for the most part, but Simon needed to find another outlet to calm himself down, so while using the dildo for the fifth time that day--he found the perfect after work activity: Yoga!  Mr. Maxwell Sizemore (self-described yoga guru) had opened a special yoga class down on Rosebud Lane and was offering spots for his classes for 100 dollars! The only requirements for his classes were to bring your own thongs and not to discuss anything that happens within a class to anyone on the outside. It bewildered Simon, but he ignored it after Tommy came back from school with Damon and his thighs were shiny with something thick, white, and musky.  Apparently, Tommy made some new friends at school and they were...

Scott was utterly exhausted, just spent of any energy whatsoever, using up the last bit of physical effort to strip out of his sweat soaked through workout tanktop and shorts, before flopping face down on his comfy bed. Thank god that the A/C kicked on, because it provided for Scott the nicest, most comfortable environment to drift off to a deep sound sleep.  At some point in this state, Scott tossed and turned, flipping over onto his back and unknowingly half of his cock slipped out of his jockstrap. Scott was having the most vivid sex dream in three months, he hadn't been getting tail of any kind, nor was he able to jerk off and relieve some of the pressure and cum building up in his aching ballsack. In the dream, his Ancient History professor Mr. Wernik was wearing these extremely tight, basically transparent white pants, that when he bent over, revealed something black and circular slightly sticking out from in between his massive ass cheeks.  Scott's arousal flared and he...

All of the short stories that are posted on this blog take place before the events of the rebooted Teen Jocks series occurs, and this was done so nothing depicted in the shorts clashes with the canon of the main story. I wanted to just tell you, the reader, this so nothing is confused right now or in the future.   I am going to be writing some more short stories, before publishing the first chapter of the main story because my real life is going to become a lot more hectic and I feel like I won't have the free time to just write, so I'm populating this blog with more content for you guys to enjoy and cum to! So comment on each story if you can/want to and keep having the amazing amount of patience that you have had so far, because I will eventually get the first chapter out there for you all to read.  --Sky

  “How does it look bro?” Mason asked Tyler, trying to lean over to see what his asshole looked like. He had to practically peel his skimpy Academy uniform off with help from his big bro, the intense amount of sweat coming from his ass was making him so uncomfortable. His legs were over his head and his cheeks were spread, half of his voluptuous butt was hanging off of the edge of the bed.  Tyler was intently staring at Mason’s asshole, making a face or two every minute and then circling a finger around the tight, but definitely puffy pink rim. “Hmmm…” “Is that a bad ‘hmmm’ or a good ‘hmmm’?” Mason asked again, a tinge of anxiety rising up.  Tyler glanced up at Mason, his eyes blank and said, “It’s a bad ‘hmmm’, but I can help you out lil bro.” Tyler smirked, continuing to circle his finger around the puffy edges of Mason’s luring boipussy.  With swiftness, Tyler pushed his finger into Mason’s ass which instantly devoured it up to his second knuckle, drawing a deep b...

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  RIP!!!! Tommy let out a annoyed sigh as his sixth pair of briefs ripped while doing some splits on his bedroom floor, he desperately needed to buy a pair that could withstand his huge ass and thighs.  "Damon! I need your help in here!" Tommy yelled, hoping that Damon was too busy helping his dad with his own problem.  "I'll be right there babe, just give me one second." Damon replied back, trying to make sure that he didn't sound too out of breath with his dick deep into Simon's throat. "Hurry up old man, I got to help out Tommy."  Simon tried to reply, but his mouth was wrapped around Damon's monster cock with an air-tight seal and despite his concern for Tommy finding them in this complicated position, he wanted Damon's spunk like nothing else. So he nodded his head, well as best he could, and turned his suction skills into overdrive, guzzling down loads after sloppy loads in two minutes flat.  Damon pulled his dick from Simon's...

Simon always thought it would be fun to have his son’s young, muscular, hot and hung stud boyfriend living with them - the boy was emancipated from his family, and Simon was all too happy to provide him with a stable home and a loving family. And he could see how much the young hunk loved Tommy by the way he looked and talked to him, so softly and filled with care. The things he heard Damon moan to Tommy when they were both “hanging out” in his room were also so sweet Simon just smiled happy seeing his son had such a loving boyfriend. But after having Damon spending just a few days living with them, Simon thought the big stud had only one big flaw: he was just too clumsy. Or was Simon the clumsy one?  He honestly didn’t know.  But Simon could swear he was never fucked so much in his life as he has been fucked since Damon came to live with them (not even when Simon was a young, gullible college student prone to fall to the college jocks and frat bros silly pranks and manipulati...