Just because you're reading this story, and I'm telling it. Doesn't mean everyone knows the whole story. We look at life like we know the exact fact but in reality, we make our own reality up. Nothing's right really, or wrong. How don't you know that I'm telling you this while my body is cut up in tiny little pieces and planted in someone's back yard. Or maybe at the bottom of the ocean. I don't know if I'll be dead by the time this story ends, or just plain miserable. This is the kind of story where people don't except it; because it's not the type normal people like .
This story is based in the most beautiful beach in the whole entire universe. They say that when the world was being created, God planted himself here a week after the seventh day. This is River, Johnny, and Bens sea side piece of heaven. No one could find it except for the one that are allowed to. But that's what everything's like, ain't it. It's not bad for a few beach bums who you wouldn't put close to the category of wall street officials.
Johnny is a killer. Two parents who almost sold him for money to buy more crack, Three tours, Iraq, Afghanistan. He lived and came back with a load of cash and seeds. But no heart. He try's to fuck a heart out of him and while I have orgasm after orgasm. He has war-gasms. So we try to love him, and he loves us back. Or at least he fakes it enough. Johnny claims drugs are the only thing keeping him sane.
River served along side Johnny in Iraq. But he knew came back with more love in his heart than when he left for Iraq. He's the total artist of the group. Has naked paintings of me hung on his walls along with some of his photos and sculptures. He takes it to a whole nother level with everything. And he's so kind. Fuck till the sun comes back up again but it's more meaningful. He makes eye contacts the whole time. Even when we're facing other ways he whispers about how beautiful I am. Yet when he gets rough, he gets rough. He's very kinky too.
He kinda has a fetish for fetishes. It's weird but it gets him off. Rivers the one who turned us all vegan/vegetarian too. There enough love in his heart for the planet that if God gave up on us, River would be able to supply us for a life time. He says drugs make him enjoy life more than he could have without them.
"Rio, want some break fast?" I simply ask as he comes in the kitchen.
"No thanks love" he replies.
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Savages
Teen FictionHave you ever watched a couple in love? Well when you see a couple of four, people sometimes stare. I have three of the best guys and we all love each other. They might be drug lords but they're hot and I'll tell you the story of us but first you go...