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zach

(most of these are a bit profane but zach's are a different breed.)

i didn't think i jerked off much. five times a day, at the least. i guess i wouldn't know if i did masturbate too much. it's not like i talk about it every five seconds.

i tried to jerk off before school today, like usual, and i guess i woke up too late because i heard our damn rooster clucking. everyday at sunrise, he clucked and clucked. it's quite annoying really because it's all he does. randy the rooster clucks at sunrise, he won't mate with the other chickens, and always pecks holes in my boots. if someone gave me food everytime i fucked someone, i'd be full. well, i haven't fucked anyone before but if someone wanted me to fuck them, i totally would.

"zachary dean herron! i know good and well you hear that rooster clucking. get your ass up!"

mom was probably making breakfast and of course, i had to do all the actual work in the house. when dad got sick, i had to do his work on top of mine and it was barely worth it. i gave up on my morning activity and got dressed.

most of my neighbors sons worked out shirtless. i didn't get the hype. i put on the same white tee shirt i always do with khaki shorts. maybe if my abs were more defined i'd work shirtless. they're there, yeah, but you have to look pretty closely.

i walked towards the back door to see ryan and reese still sleeping. i didn't get why mom babied ryan like that. when i was his age, i was working out in the field. he's always inside with reese. probably learning to cook or something.

the back door swung open as i began my chores. feeding the chickens, which didn't have names because we had so many, feeding randy the rooster, feeding the pigs, milking the cows which were way easier than the goats, milking the goats, getting eggs from the chickens, and giving the racing horses for that month a bath. overall, that took about a little over an hour.

dad's business was tending to racing horses. we had some pretty famous ones there but they usually only stayed for a month. then, aside from chores, i went to water mom's flowers. those things would have died a long time ago if it wasn't for me. it's pretty noble, i know.

"zachary herron, the bus is here! you're gonna be late!"

of course. i rushed inside the house and had to shut randy out since he insisted on following me everywhere. i took off my shirt while running to the bathroom and put on a bunch of deodorant. it was pretty strong but i'm sure i didn't stink that much. i put on another shirt which was clean and rushed outside to the bus. if i missed it, i'd have to walk another hour to get to school. then i would totally stink. i pushed reese and ryan and barely made it on the bus. but my sister and brother didn't. the whole bus heard as my mom yelled at me. but the bus driver kept moving.

"ooh! zachary! when you get home, you're gonna be in so much trouble!"

my mom said my full name a lot. i don't know why. she's literally the one person besides strict teachers who call me by my fuller. 

i sat next to my dearest of friends. jack avery. jack didn't live out here. he lived in the city which was the bus' stop before mine. he had tons of sisters, if they did live on a farm, they'd be rich.

"hey, zach.", he said, stretching out the h.

jack dressed like a girl sometimes and quite frankly i thought it was weird. he knew he got teased because of it but he kept doing it. i wasn't gonna crush his spirit but it was weird for sure.