The Saint Bernard Boys - The Party Part 3: Cody vs Justin

Part One 

Part Two 

 

 

Time passed and spirits were lifted. Everyone had a drink, and mostly everyone was chatty. Cody was even a tipsy. Jordan and Mikey were sitting on the couch, Paul and Cody were leaning on the wall next to the couch. Justin was sitting next to Cody, looking at Sven who was standing across from him, talking to both he and Liam, who was standing next to Sven. Nick was on the other side of the room, sitting against the wall. He was given an extra drink. Nate sat next to him, also with an extra drink. Neither of them said anything for some time. Both were still in their underwear.

"Man, today's been so memorable. Easily best birthday I've had since last year." 

"You only have one birthday a year..." Cody replied. 

"I know. That's why it's easily the best!" 

"It's because I'm such a sexy referee, isn't it?" Liam said facing Jordan. 

"You'd think watching Justin get his nuts crunched would teach you something." Sven said to Liam, who's right next to him. 

Liam covered his bulge and hid turned his body, getting some laughs. 

"Ah he did learn something." Paul said. 

"Sadly. Only downside to Liam being the sexy referee is that we don't get to see him all hot and sweaty." Mikey said. 

"That isn't a downside. I've seen these matches, I don't want any part of that." Liam said raising his hands up. 

"Someone's scared." Sven said. 

"I'm not scared... just happy I don't have to put my balls on the line to please the birthday boy." 

"But you totally would if I asked, wouldn't you?" Mikey asked with a smirk. 

"...Please don't ask." Liam said, getting everyone to laugh. 

"I won't, I won't. You've been a good referee." Mikey said. 

At this point, Jordan and Mikey saw Nate and Nick gingerly walk over to the rest of the the boys. Liam and Sven's back was to them as they walked up. Paul, Cody and Justin saw them out of the corner of their eyes as Jordan spoke up. 

"Oh, look at our two bruisers. How are we?" Liam and Sven turned around when they heard Jordan make his comment. 

"We're fine." Nate said. 

"Yeah... we're fine." Nick said with a smile. 

"That's good to hear. Take it you two worked it out."

The Saint Bernard Boys - The Party Part 2: Nick vs. Nate

Part One 

 

 

The 9 boys were all in good spirits, talking in Mikey's living room. Jordan was shirtless in his sweats, sitting on Mikey's lap, which was wet from the cum he shot out watching Jordan get blown then squeezed until he passed out. Mikey was wearing a black tee and sweats. 

Sitting next to Mikey and Jordan was the miraculous man who made both Mikey and Jordan cum with just one hand, Paul. The green eyed hunk was also shirtless, but did have a white tee before it was taken off. He's still wearing a nice tight pair of khakis which were currently riding up on him, which allowed his large bulge to be visualized by those who cared to look. 

Standing next to them against the wall was Cody. Cody was wearing tight jeans which hugged his lower half very well. His huge bulge and nice ass were both great to look at, but you could only see his bulge from the way he was standing. His legs were crossed as his back was leaning on the wall, wearing a blue dress shirt with white stripes. He got this shirt when he went shopping with Jordan, Paul and Nick some time ago. 

Nick was also wearing something he got when they went shopping some time ago. An orange polo and yellow shorts. He was standing in the middle of the room, having an animated argument with Justin. Justin was wearing a plain dark blue shirt and sweats, sporting a casual look. 

On the other side of the room was Sven, Liam and Nate. Liam was still sporting the sexy referee attire that was given to him. Short sleeved, buttoned down white and black striped shirt. Short tight black shorts that hugged his ample bulge very well. It intentionally left little to the imagination. Sven neglected to put his shirt back on as well, but when he did have it on, it was a light blue long sleeved shirt that hugged his body well, bulging where it should. He was wearing not too tight jeans that didn't show his less than average bulge, but did show that he rarely if ever skipped leg day. Nate was sitting on the floor, next to them, wearing light blue slacks and a buttoned up white dress shirt. Nate vastly over dressed for today's occasions. 

"You should be thanking Liam, Sven. You guys only won because of that kick he gave Jordan." Nate said with a grin, looking between his two friends.

"Yeah, you're right. Good shit man, knowing where your loyalties lie." Sven said patting Liam's shoulder. 

"Yeah, yeah. Of course Sven. You're the captain, I got your back." Liam said smiling. 

"Mmm... That's what I like to hear... you know, there are only a few things I'd rather hear." Sven said slyly. 

"And just what would you prefer to hear?" Nate asked with a raised eyebrow. 

The Saint Bernard Boys - The Party: Part 1

Here is the beginning of what was always meant to be the "finale". Enjoy! 

 

 

Mikey's party finally arrived! Jordan's reminded each of the 7 boys to come by in their Sunday's best! Well, he didn't actually specify a dress code at any point, but it went without saying that he wanted everyone to look their sexy selves. And all 7 sexy boys showed up, and all 9 of everyone were in Mikey's place, and everyone was ready for some fun. 

We start off with Cody showing up on his own accord. The sexy teenager was wearing a blue dress shirt, with white stripes. He got this at American Eagle when he and a few of the boys went shopping some time ago. It fit him exactly how he'd like it to and Cody was happy to be wearing it at the party. He was wearing some tight fitting jeans that hugged him tightly. You could see the large bulge in his jeans quite well, and Cody hoped it would please the birthday boy. 

"Cody! Oh my god it's great to see you!" Mikey said, as he opened his door. He moved in to hug Cody, and Cody returned the favor, hugging Mikey who was wearing a black tee and sweats. 

"It's awesome to see you too! Happy birthday dude, I got you something." Cody said, giving Mikey a small red bag. 

"Oh my god Cody, you didn't have to." Mikey said excitedly taking the bag. It took him a lot of restraint to not look in it right then and there. "I thought Jordan told you guys not to get me anything..."

"He did... but I had to get you something nice. It's your birthday haha."

"No, no one else did..." Mikey looked over Cody and his eyes fell on Cody's bulge in his jeans and smiled. "Plus, that's already a gift enough..." Mikey said, looking at Cody's bulge. Cody looked down and chuckled. 

"Yeah, well I wanted to make today special for you." Cody said with a big heart and smile. 

"You're too sweet Cody, honestly. Thanks a bunch." Mikey said, wrapping his arm around Cody again. "I'll bring this to my room, I'll be right back. Acclimate yourself!" Mikey said as he turned to bring the bag to his room. Cody walked in and saw there were quite a few here already. 

Jordan was here, obviously. He was wearing a sleeveless white tee shirt and just sweats. Which was much less then everyone else was wearing to this point. Jordan turned to Cody and smiled. 

"Cody! Hey dude, what's up! Glad you could make it." Jordan's hair was looking great, stylish and pink. 

"Of course, I'm excited!" Cody said, bubbling with energy. He saw Nick standing against the wall and walked up to him. He was wearing an orange polo and a nice yellow pair of shorts. He got these at American Eagle too, when he went with Cody, Paul and Jordan.

"Hey Paul, what's up." Cody said, hand on Nick's shoulder. Cody got the two twins confused. Nick turned his head with a raised eyebrow. 

"It's Nick, haha."

"Oh." Cody said, embarrassed. "Uh, hey Nick. Sorry."

"Don't worry about it dude, happens all the time. How you doing Cody?" Nick asked. 

"Good, good. Happy to be here. Sure beats getting yelled at by my mom at home, that's for sure."

The Saint Bernard Boys - Drowning in Agony

"Yeah man, I'm telling you. She has the biggest tits I've ever seen!"

"Cool."

"Dude, do you not believe me?" Sven asked sharply. 

"It's not that. I just don't care. I'm fucking gay dude, I don't give a shit about her tits." Jordan replied, turning his colorful head to his stud of a friend, who may be trying to overcompensate. 

"Whatever..." Sven said, looking back to the crowd. He then thought of something. 

"Jordan."

"Sven."

"You remember Greg, right?

"Uhhh... that poor freshman whose balls you've broken just because, right?"

"Right."

Sven thought about Greg a bit, still remembering his young and unrefined features, that are somewhat charming in a youthful way. He then remembered exactly how those small freshman balls felt in his hand, under his knee, and how that cute face contorted in terror. Sven wanted to see Greg again. 

"I haven't seen him in too long. Let's go reintroduce ourselves." 

Jordan sighed, moved off the lockers. He ran a hand through his hot pink hair and responded. 

"Yeah, let us. I'm sure he'll be jumping for joy when he sees you."

"He better. Most guys would feel blessed to have my attention like he does." Sven said, getting a silent eye roll outta Jordan. 

Sven thought a bit more. "He said he has Bio with Ms. Andersen, right?"

"I think so."

"Well... let's go wait for him in front." Sven said, moving off the locker. He walked in the direction of her class, and Jordan followed with a laugh. 

"All right. Let's pick on the freshman some more. Sounds like fun. He's pretty cute." Jordan said aloud. 

The two got to Ms. Andersen's Bio classroom and stood out in front. Jordan leaned against the wall, and dropped his bag to the floor. He looked around the kids walking by. They all looked like freshman. He made a mental note of which ones were cute, and which weren't. He realized that this freshman class was pretty ugly. 

Sven looked inside Ms. Andersen's bio classroom to see if Greg was already inside. He wasn't. He looked back out, and waited against the wall. They were quiet as they scanned the hallway for Greg. 

Then they saw Greg coming. He was walking with a friend, having some sort of animated discussion. 

"There." Jordan said, pointing down the hall. Sven turned his head and saw Greg talking with his friend, looking just as cute, if not cuter since he last saw him. Sven smirked and turned his body towards Greg. Waiting for the unsuspecting freshmen to walk into them. 

Very soon, the other boy looked up and saw Sven and Jordan staring at them with a smile. Peter knows who Sven is, and remembers what Greg told him. He hurriedly turned around and picked up his glasses as they fell on the floor in an anxiety driven turn. Greg kept on talking, and walking closer and closer to Sven and Jordan as he was looking down the entire time. Soon, he realized Peter wasn't talking anymore and turned to see him. Greg was confused when he saw no one, then looked around. That's when he saw that monstrous senior and his colorful friend staring at him, no more than 10 feet away. His brown eyes went wide and he stood as still as he could as he felt his life crashing down right in front of him. His stomach even began to make room for the enormous amount of pain he knew he was about to experience, as it dropped down into a dark abyss, leaving Greg to feel momentarily devoid on the inside. Sven smiled as they made eye contact. He watched Greg start to tremble. 

"Hey honey. How's your day?" Sven asked sincerely, but very obviously laced with cruel intentions. 

Greg did not expect this, and did not want to be here anymore. He acted on instinct and turned around and ran as fast as he could. 

"SHIT!" Sven said as he started running. 

To Excite, or Not to Excite

Saint Bernard High School sat in the same place it’s been sitting since it was erected all those years ago. Since then, many different boys have come and left, joked and laughed, studied and slept, passed and failed, and of course, as it is an all boys High School, sacked and cried. 

These things will keep on happening, and there isn't much that can be done to change that. This is because, boys will be boys. Especially when there aren't any girls around. The only thing that can stop boys from being smelly and silly is a reason for them to be something different. Without girls, most boys wouldn't find a reason. 

However, just because there is no reason for boys to be decent at Saint Bernard High School, doesn't mean that there is no reason for us to follow them. Stories aren't told of decent people. Stories are told of people who excite us. 

A Forgetful and Quick Football Practice

“Is it Nick with a k or an h?” Justin asked. 

“With a K. Only losers spell it with an h.”

"Of course, I shouldn't of even asked." Justin responded. 

"I agree. You're dumber than you look."

Justin frowned. "Come on, that's not true."

Nick responded with a friendly smile. The two handsome lads were running laps together outside. They were both a part of the football team, and both were shirtless, wearing Saint Bernard Sweats, which are just normal sweats but with a Buffalo and a gold and blue S B underneath. 

"Tell yourself that if it makes you feel better." Nick joked. 

"Fuck off..."

"Doesn't matter, anyways. You're pretty enough to be stupid." 

Justin chuckled, nodding his head. "You are right about that." 

A Royal Guide to Decency

I've gone and published a coupleof stories recently, so make sure to read them (Especially this one) first!

Certain but oddly unaware, Paul walked with determination straight on in an area that he’s unable to place. There’s something familiar about it, and it made him feel nostalgic. But if someone asked him where he is, or even why he's there, he wouldn’t be able to respond.

A poorly lit corridor surrounded him, and this poorly lit corridor stretched for quite a distance, much to Paul's displeasure. Paul only looked forward, as if there was no other choice. But at one point, he does realize, he has no idea how this badly lit corridor has any light whatsoever. Paul tried to glance around in hopes of finding the source of the weak lighting, in order to find something to throw his mild discontent at. But for some reason, he couldn't turn his head. It's like his head was fixed in place, and only his eyes were able to move. He wasn't even sure if he was in control of his feet, that were emotionlessly moving in front of the other like they were only following orders.

It was at this point Paul started to wonder what's going on.

Then, before he could find a suitable answer to what should be an easy question, he reached the end of the corridor.

A door stood in front. It was an exceptionally boring door. When Paul put his hand on the bronze doorknob, it sent a chill down his spine. Although boring, it was as unfriendly a door could be while still being indistinguishable. Paul moved his other hand to the middle of the wooden door and was able to recognize that it was a very cold door. Much colder then the corridor had been to this point. It made him hesitant to hold onto it any further, as it gave him a harsh feeling that made it clear that Paul was unwelcomed to keep his meaty teenage hands on it. But, his degenerate hand turned the knob and pushed anyways. Paul wasn't sure if he wanted to, but it was quite obvious to him that his opinion didn't matter.

The door creaked open, and inside was something that should've surprised Paul to see.

  

Shredded Shirts, Bruised Balls and Misguided Deciders

Hey guys! Should probably read my previous story first! I hope you guys enjoy! 
I also hope there aren't too many errors, I had to do some weirdness to format this properly. No idea what the issue was, but I digress. 

“It should be a crime for you to wear a shirt.”

Jordan stared at Nick with yearning admiration. Nick’s a very handsome 18 year old boy with gorgeous green eyes that are always on the lookout for a way to have fun. He's handsome, and cares how he looks. His jet black hair is well kept, and his face has no real flaws. A strong jawline, sweet dimples and cheekbones that are obvious, but aren't so sharp as to make him look manufactured; A natural, handsome face and a strong, sexy body with well kept and defined 6 pack abs, bulging biceps, bouncing pecs and a bulbous crotch. 

Nick's not wearing a shirt as we join in, and he's wearing white basketball shorts that are very soft to the touch. His body has some sweat running over, but he's hardly worked himself up. Nick felt awesome as he thought of a reply to his friend's complimentary words. 

A High Speed Accident and a Few Thousand Sperm Causalities

"Cody, do you understand this at all?" Said the gay half of the sperm cell. 

"Yeah... it's not hard, but Mister Polka didn't explain it well. Here, let me show you."

The two were in their last class of the day, College Algebra. The lesson today was focused on making a perfect square.

"Okay, just make sure you only have two variables on this side. If there's 3, just bring it over and flip the sign. And the first should just be an X, if it's a-"

"I get that, I get that, but after... where the fuck did that fraction come from?" Paul asked with a confused headache.

Cody let out a chuckle as he tapped the eraser side of his pencil on the paper, trying to think of how to explain.

It's Not Gay if it's Your Brother

Merry Christmas! 

Nick was chilling on his back porch with Justin. The two were sitting on lawn chairs, trying to find something on their phone to kill the boredom that was currently eating away at their young, budding minds. The two were wearing basketball shorts, Nick's a nice shade of green that matched his eyes, Justin's a grey pair that looked old, but still fit him as well as you'd hope. Nick had on a bright red shirt, and Justin a comforting blue.

"Hey, bro. D'you know that girl who comes by to Football practice sometimes?" Justin asked, still staring at his phone.

"Uhhh... black girl, short hair... bored face, great ass?" Nick replied without much thought.

"Yeah. You think she has a boyfriend?" Justin asked.

"Maybe. Not that it matters..."

"What do you mean, not that it matters?" Justin asked looking up from his phone.

"I mean... it doesn't really matter. If you like her, go for her."

"But like... if she has a boyfriend-"

"Then you make her want you instead." Nick said looking up. "Girls want to feel special, like they matter. Think of her like a trophy, you gotta win her if you want her." Nick simplified, explaining his perspective.

Justin gave it some thought. "But like..."

"No buts dude, don't be a pussy."

Justin grimaced and shook his head. "I don't know man..."

Just then, the door opened. Paul walked out shirtless, and it an exceptional mood. He was wearing sweats and an excited smile.

Lunch - A Gentleman's Gathering

This is Lunch! A get together between the attendee's at Saint Bernard High School. Please, leave a comment and some feedback! Always love to hear people's opinion! 

Saint Bernard High School is an all boys school. When a large amount of teenage boys come together, a couple things happen. One thing that happens is a lot of loud noises. Boys being able to be themselves around other boys, boys not having to try and impress any pretty girls. They just be the loud and obnoxious boys that they are. Another thing that happens is horseplay. You know the old adage, boys will be boys. They'll mess around, joke about. Throw a few well placed slaps. And hopefully a few more.

There are many boys in this school, but for the purpose of this story, we will focus on one lunch table.

This is a good time to remind everyone, there is a school wide dress policy in Saint Bernard High School. You’re supposed to wear either a white or a blue dress shirt, and khakis to match. You’re also supposed to wear a tie, but that isn’t reinforced too harshly. Times have changed, Catholic Schools don't discipline with rulers and the bible anymore. They have grown to be more lenient. Because, regardless what you do. Boys will be boys.

“Yo Cody, mind sharing some of those fries?”

The Twins, Paul and Nick.

This is a 3rd person narrative! I hope you guys enjoy it, and please, leave a comment! Tell me if you'd like to read more about these guys, and what you'd like to read in general!

Paul and Nick are twin brothers. Throughout their 18 years on this planet earth, they’ve gotten confused with each other countless times. Both are tall and sturdy, 6’2 weighing around 180-190 lbs. Strong, muscular, and of course; hot.

However Nick is a bit bulkier, but not by much. You’d only really notice it if they are standing right next to each other. Both have jet black hair, and green eyes. Almost identical features and build. The main difference between the two is their personality.

Paul is more introverted. His favorite pastime is listening to music and reading a book. Paul is the smarter of the two brothers, and picks things up easier and faster. He enjoys playing video games, and prefers time to himself instead of going out to a party. And Paul is happy like this. Also, Paul has more of a mean streak, more temperamental. He’s not necessarily mean, or abrasive or easily bothered. In the grand scheme of things, he’s actually a pretty nice guy. He’s just not as easy going, or playful as Nick.

Nick is more extroverted, really friendly. He loves playing sports, he always felt more at home out on a field then in his house. He’s very good with people, very charming as well. Not saying that Paul isn’t charming or isn’t good with people; it’s just Nick uses this to his advantage more. He’s much more of a people person. He’s more agreeable, friendly, and really just wants to have fun.

However, both are very competitive. Most especially with each other.