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The Ballad of Hoan Vegars: Part 2: The Fall of Rebel Candles

Date: 3/16/2017, Categories: True Story, Boy / Boy, Gay, Group Sex, Young, Author: The_Penetrator, Rating: 37.5, Source: sexstories.com

Hoan Vegars woke in his bed the next morning. He got ready for his day, and wore a black Circle S Men's Lubbock Suit. He had bought it from Sheplers. He also wore a Lucchese black belt, with a Montana Silversmiths Silver Filigree Gold Trim belt buckle. He also had a black cowboy hat. As for footwear, Hoan was wearing his black Lucchese Knox western boots. Hoan had a crossdraw holster, in which he put his Les Baer Premier II 1911 pistol. This pistol had a five inch barrel, and was chambered in .45 ACP. Hoan was ready for his day. He ate the delicious eggs benedict that Bonnie had prepared for him. It consisted of eggs, english muffins, hollandiase sauce, and canadian bacon (ham). He thought it was quite good. He drank he black coffee, and then left for work. He got in his 2014 Ford F150 Limited. It was painted "tuxedo black." Hoan drove through the streets of Richmond, Virginia. Then, all of a sudden, a black van came racing towards him. The man in the passenger seat rolled down his window, and fired his Glock 17 at Hoan. Hoan swerved out of the way, as the 9mm bullet shattered the left side window in the second row of seats. Hoan reached for his 1911, and while driving, returned fire. Unfortunately, Hoan missed his first shot. Hoan continued to exchange fire with the gunman. Luckily, Hoan was an able driver, haven taken tactical driving courses It seemed the van's driver was quite skilled as well. Hoan then shot the gunman. The driver then rammed Hoan's truck. Hoan ... responded by using his last bullet to kill the van's driver. Hoan was very relieved, but his relief was short lived. A man emerged from the skylight in the black SUV behind him, armed with an RPG-7. Hoan knew that unless he thought fast, he was doomed. Hoan quickly drove on a ramp, avoiding the explosion as his truck flew through the air. Hoan landed perfectly on the street below him, and drove to Rebel Candles. Hoan arrived, and made haste to his office. He was greeted by his second in command at the company. His name was Kenny. Kenny had a mustache, and was from Florida. Kenny had great business sense, successfully running a moderately sized fishing company. The two met, and Hoan hired him. Kenny had been a loyal ally ever since. Kenny had also introduced Hoan to his first black friend, Lee Everett. Hoan was thrilled to have a black friend. When people saw the Ku Klux Klan robes that may or may not be in his closet, Hoan now could claim he was not racist. Hoan said, "Kenny, I was attacked today." Kenny said, "Were they urban." Hoan responded with, "not this time..." "Hmm said Kenny. Maybe they could have something to do with the Illuminati ninjas you texted me about." "Of course", said Hoan, "they must be assassins hired by the Illuminati to kill me. Just then, black uniformed soldiers armored with kevlar repelled through all the windows. They were armed with MP5s and M4-A1s. They started shooting the place up. Hoan and Kenny ran to Hoan's office. Hoan pulled a sawed off double ...