Different Names

By Baron LeSade

Wade Clements spent a lot of time out back in the old shed his father had converted into a workshop. Especially, since he had discovered his father’s stockpile of porno magazines. Today was no exception as he sat on a workbench with his pants pulled down around his knees, his cock in his hand as he slowly stroking it while he leafed through the book. Then guess who shows up...

• Language: English
• Publisher: Baron LeSade
• Release date: Jan 16, 2013
• ISBN: 9781301062072

Baron LeSade

Howdy, I'm a Texan by birth and a Nevadan an accident of fate. Retired after twenty-eight years in the USAF and now live on a horse ranch just outside of Reno, Nevada. I used to write for literotica, but decided I might as well write for myself as it was a lot more profitable....

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Different Names

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Table of Contents

Chapter One - Oh, I Go By Several Different Names

Chapter Two – The Return of Scratch

End of Story

DIFFERENT NAMES...

Chapter One - Oh, I Go By Several Different Names

Wade Clements spent a lot of time out back in the old shed his father had converted into a workshop. Especially, since he had discovered his father’s stockpile of porno magazines. Today was no exception as he sat on a workbench with his pants pulled down around his knees, his cock in his hand as he slowly stroked his eighteen-year-old prod. He was leafing through one of magazines entitled ‘Neighbors", Volume III.’ He found it the most exciting all the magazines his father owned since it depicted all sorts of sex between boys about his own age and women between forty and fifty. For some reason, he found older women more sexually attractive than younger women and girls. And specifically, this one segment in this magazine because the woman in the pictures looked very much like his neighbor, Norma Clemons.

Damn, I’d trade my left nut for a piece of pussy like this, he groaned as he stroked his big, thick cock.

Well, I am ready to deal... he heard a voice say.

The book went flying to floor as he scrambled up, jerking his pants back up to hide his jutting penis.

What th— he blurted out as his eyes swept around the shed looking for the source of the voice.

Me. Out here. In the tree.

Huh? he grunted looking out the open window to find a huge, black raven sitting in the tree by the shed.

By the way, nice dick you have there, the voice went on. What is it, a eight or nine-incher? And nice and thick, too. Just the way the women like them.

Who? Who are you?

Who do you think?

You’re a bird. A fucking raven. How can you be talking?

Guess again.

I, uh, I, naw, it couldn’t be.

Could be. I go by several different names, the gravelly voice said.

You…you aren’t the, the, Devil are you?

The Devil. Satan. Lucifer. Beelzebub. the Prince of darkness. Old scratch. I go by them all, but you can call me Luce.

Is this some kind of joke?

Not on my part. How about you. You aren’t trying to trick me are you? I don’t like to be tricked. I can make it pretty nasty for you if I think you called me down here for nothing.

I, uh, I didn’t, uh, didn’t know that I called you.

"Well, I distinctly heard you