Requested by Bieberlylove1k
You've heard many stories about this, but what happened to me was no different from the guy next door.
I was what you would call an asshole.
A bad boy if you will.
I just got done unpacking my shit from the boxes I had, let me explain.
My name is Ethan Dolan, yeah hello nice to meet you.
I've been in jail 14 times I don't know I lost count.
14 times!! Yeah I know what you are thinking, haven't I severed time?
Well you see no, not really.
My dad is super rich, so now you know why I never served time.
My dad wanted me out of Texas.
So he sent me to a small town.
Where is this small town you ask?
Well I don't even fucking know all I know is that it's not in fucking Texas.
I moved into this house in a forest, like some twilight shit.
I sat down on my porch, with a beer.
I watched nature do its job.
I finished my beer and went inside.
I took a shower and laid down on my bed a turned the tv on and watched it for a little and eventually I fell asleep.
I woke up to someone knocking on my door I shot up and checked the time it was 7:00 am.
I got up didn't even bother to put on a shirt.
I walked down stairs and opened the door.
I saw the cutest thing ever.
It was a small boy, he was wearing a white crop top with a rose by the heart area, with booty jean sorts, and some black and white addia shoes.
His hair was matted down, a sight for sore eyes.
Yes? I asked eyeing him up and down.
"Hey neighbor I was wondering if you had any sugar I can have?" He asked so innocently.
I smiled at the boy, yes of course come in, I gestured him to come in.
He smiled and walked in, he was looking around in awe.
"Wow your house looks like mine" he said.
I chuckled and closed the door.
Follow me I said, I let him go first, me being the 19 year old horn dog, I was looking at his ass.
I mean who wouldn't just want to rip his shorts off and bend him over a table and fuck him hard and rough.
The boy was curvy, super thick.
We where in my kitchen, where do you keep your sugar? He asked with a smile.
I smirked, you see that counter? I asked him.
I pointed at a cabinet above the kitchen counter.
He nodded quickly.
