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Scott Sauce Stories
Below you can find the complete collection of stories by Scott Sauce.
It was time: the city's nightclubs awaited. Mick was taking Tommy out in the city for the first time and the younger boy looked a million dollars. Tommy was a bag of nerves, but wily old Mick was leaving nothing to chance.
Six months have passed since Mick and Tommy cemented their friendship in the best way possible, but now Tommy wants to find a lover of his own age. Can Mick help? He knows that everyone needs a friend.
Friendship with Mick had taken a turn for the better. Now it was time for Mick to teach young Tommy a thing or two. Or three. Because everyone needs a friend. A friend with benefits.
Mom and dad's divorce had screwed with him, but when his mom moved to some hick town and took him with her, he lost everything. That was until he met Mick, the older guy who lived at the trailer park. Mick soon became a fast friend. And everyone needs a friend.
They say the Lord moves in mysterious ways. When the choirboy remains behind after practice to be fitted for his ecclesiastical robes, the vicar shows him a tiny piece of heaven on Earth. Thy kingdom cum....
Me and my buddy Henry were caught. We'd been bored and Henry dared me to steal some girl's panties and shove them down my jeans. It was stupid and childish and if my dad found out I'd be toast! Now I had to be searched.... thoroughly and intimately searched.
Two groups of college friends coming together at a bar, then back to Freddie’s house to keep the good vibes going. Eyes across a crowded room. Could it lead somewhere for Hugo, the introvert twink virgin?
I'd recently moved to a new town, a new school. I hated it. I was a scrawny, nerdy kid. They bullied me relentlessly and my life miserable. Then, on the way home I came across my nemesis. He'd come off his bike. What happened next....well, it was unexpected. And brilliant!
Some kids get a paper round, some work at the local store, some mow the lawn for folks down the street. Me? I realised early on that bending over and letting guys fuck me was a more enjoyable way of earning some cash and I earned more than if I’d had a paper round! Now I'm older, that's what I do for a living. This is me. This is the final part of my story.
Some kids get a paper round, some work at the local store, some mow the lawn for folks down the street. Me? I realised early on that bending over and letting guys fuck me was a more enjoyable way of earning some cash and I earned more than if I’d had a paper round! Now I'm older, that's what I do for a living. This is me. This is the penultimate chapter about my life.
Some kids get a paper round, some work at the local store, some mow the lawn for folks down the street. Me? I realised early on that bending over and letting guys fuck me was a more enjoyable way of earning some cash and I earned more than if I’d had a paper round! Now I'm older, that's what I do for a living. This is me. Come and read more about my sex life.
Some kids get a paper round, some work at the local store, some mow the lawn for folks down the street. Me? I realised early on that bending over and letting guys fuck me was a more enjoyable way of earning some cash and I earned more than if I’d had a paper round! Now I'm older, that's what I do for a living. This is me. Come and read more.
Some kids get a paper round, some work at the local store, some mow the lawn for folks down the street. Me? I realised early on that bending over and letting guys fuck me was a more enjoyable way of earning some cash and I earned more than if I’d had a paper round! Now I'm older, that's what I do for a living. This is me. Come and read what happened next.
Some kids get a paper round, some work at the local store, some mow the lawn for folks down the street. Me? I realised early on that bending over and letting guys fuck me was a more enjoyable way of earning some cash and I earned more than if I’d had a paper round! Now I'm older, that's what I do for a living. This is me. Come and read even more about me.
Some kids get a paper round, some work at the local store, some mow the lawn for folks down the street. Me? I realised early on that bending over and letting guys fuck me was a more enjoyable way of earning some cash and I earned more than if I’d had a paper round! Now I'm older, that's what I do for a living. This is me. Come and read some more about me.
Some kids get a paper round, some work at the local store, some mow the lawn for folks down the street. Me? I realised early on that bending over and letting guys fuck me was a more enjoyable way of earning some cash and I earned more than if I’d had a paper round! Now I'm older, that's what I do for a living. This is me. Come and read about me.
James always stays with his grandpa during summer break. This year he's determined to make the most of it. He meets Mister Roberts and agrees to help renovate an old cottage. By the time Mister Roberts is finished James has a whole new perspective on the world, a perspective mostly from his knees, with his ass up and his face pushed into the rug.
When young Adam is called downstairs by his step-dad, he’s surprised to find four older guys waiting for him. He is told to number them from one to four, with step-dad as number five. He’s not sure what’s happening until Uncle Simon whispers instructions in his ear. Adam’s eyes go wide. Number One looks hungrily at Adam…
James always stays with his grandpa during summer break. This year he's determined to make the most of it. He meets Mister Roberts and agrees to help renovate an old cottage. By the time Mister Roberts is finished James has a whole new perspective on the world, a perspective mostly from his knees, with his ass up and his face pushed into the rug.
Aiden grew up on the street. He's used to being cold, wet, dirty. He's used to having nothing, to barely surviving. To people on the street, the Lost Boys Emporium is a myth, a fantasy. Or at least it's a fantasy until one day Aiden is rescued by one of the Emporium's Collectors. Aiden's life is turned upside down in the very best ways possible.
Callum wasn't allowed to go on the free holiday his mom and dad won. Instead, he stayed with a family friend, Geoff, who arranged for him to give up his virginity in a world class daddy gang bang. As a new dawn shines bright, what's in store for Cal and will he continue to believe that some things are better than a free holiday?
Callum isn't allowed to go on the holiday that his mom and dad won. Instead, he has to stay with a friend of the family, Geoff. Callum is pissed, but after a hot day at school he finds out that some things are better than a free holiday.
Aiden grew up on the street. He's used to being cold, wet, dirty. He's used to having nothing, to barely surviving. To people on the street, the Lost Boys Emporium is a myth, a fantasy. Or at least it's a fantasy until one day Aiden is rescued by one of the Emporium's Collectors. Aiden's life is turned upside down in the very best ways possible.
Aiden grew up on the street. He's used to being cold, wet, dirty. He's used to having nothing, to barely surviving. To people on the street, the Lost Boys Emporium is a myth, a fantasy. Or at least it's a fantasy until one day Aiden is rescued by one of the Emporium's Collectors. Aiden's life is turned upside down in the very best ways possible.
Aiden grew up on the street. He's used to being cold, wet, dirty. He's used to having nothing, to barely surviving. To people on the street, the Lost Boys Emporium is a myth, a fantasy. Or at least it's a fantasy until one day Aiden is rescued by one of the Emporium's Collectors. Aiden's life is turned upside down in the very best ways possible.
Aiden grew up on the street. He's used to being cold, wet, dirty. He's used to having nothing, to barely surviving. To people on the street, the Lost Boys Emporium is a myth, a fantasy. Or at least it's a fantasy until one day Aiden is rescued by one of the Emporium's Collectors. Aiden's life is turned upside down in the very best ways possible.
Aiden grew up on the street. He's used to being cold, wet, dirty. He's used to having nothing, to barely surviving. To people on the street, the Lost Boys Emporium is a myth, a fantasy. Or at least it's a fantasy until one day Aiden is rescued by one of the Emporium's Collectors. Aiden's life is turned upside down in the very best ways possible.
Aiden grew up on the street. He's used to being cold, wet, dirty. He's used to having nothing, to barely surviving. To people on the street, the Lost Boys Emporium is a myth, a fantasy. Or at least it's a fantasy until one day Aiden is rescued by one of the Emporium's Collectors. Aiden's life is turned upside down in the very best ways possible.
Aiden grew up on the street. He's used to being cold, wet, dirty. He's used to having nothing, to barely surviving. To people on the street, the Lost Boys Emporium is a myth, a fantasy. Or at least it's a fantasy until one day Aiden is rescued by one of the Emporium's Collectors. Aiden's life is turned upside down in the very best ways possible.
Aiden grew up on the street. He's used to being cold, wet, dirty. He's used to having nothing, to barely surviving. To people on the street, the Lost Boys Emporium is a myth, a fantasy. Or at least it's a fantasy until one day Aiden is rescued by one of the Emporium's Collectors. Aiden's life is turned upside down in the very best ways possible.