Posted Mon Nov 23, 2015 | 266 Words | Tagged story skater

lacrosse067:

thatssokessler:

i look derpy as fuck but someone said they like skaters and I wanted some pics of me fully hard :P
oh and before you ask, the last few were ment to be me doing a ‘skater’ face.. idfk

lol Adorable yes! Derp…. … .. ;p maybe 

He had to walk through the skater area in town to get to the shops he was going to all of the time. He hated doing it, seeing them jeering around with their skateboards and thin jeans. They would normally ignore him, but he hated them a lot. Did they even have anything else to do? A job? School? Probably not.

That was until he got a knock at the door and he blindly opened it to see one of the skaters had arrived with his top off, and seemingly… distant. He didn’t know what to say to the guy, but instead the guy just dropped a cap onto his head. As if on auto-pilot the skater came in and into his bedroom.

The cap felt so nice, and the skater was just chatting about skaters and how cool it would be if he joined them. He just listened, almost in a trance. Not noticing his body flattening out, gaining lean muscle. Not noticing how hard this made him, thinking of skating out with all of his buds.

Then he felt a headache strike, and things slowed down for him. He just started jacking his rod. Smiling away, as the last of his old personality drained away. He got onto his board and headed off to the town.