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Related article: Date: Sun, 24 Jun 2007 03:00:23 -0700
From: Scott MacIlherron
Subject: Beginnings, Firefighter chapter 1Disclaimer: This story is pure fiction, a work of the author's
imagination. This story contains homosexual relations between
men and sexual intercourse. If you don't like this kind of stuff
or are under age please leave now. Etc. Etc.. Etc..
Firefighter
Hi my name is Danny Patterson but usually people just call
me Dan. I guess I should tell you a little about my self at the
start and you can find out more as the story progresses. First
off I'm gay. Why the hell else would this be on this sight if
the character in this story wasn't gay? I'm 6'1" and have an
athletic build due to me playing soccer since I was 6. I have a
dirty blond hair that is slightly wavy. I have blue eyes, not
just any blue but a light icy blue that I have been told is very
captivating. In the looks department I have always considered my
self pretty normal but others have always told me that I am cute
or hot. At least that's what I was hearing when I little teenies sex was in High
School and College. Now my facial features are not strong and
defined but are more refined or softer. More as to what you
would refer to as beautiful or suave as some would say. Anyways,
enough about me, now for the pretty little panties rest of the story. When I was little I had always wanted to be a Firefighter or
an Actor. They both sounded really cool to me. I ended up
choosing firefighting as my profession and acting whenever I
could on the side. When I turned 18, which is the age you have to be to join
the volunteer fire department in my area, I joined up. Our
department and response area is called Battalion 14. little kids peeing
In
Battalion 14's are there are 5 stations, 111, 112, 113, 114, and
115. Out of those 5 stations my home station is 114 but I and
others will respond to other stations if needed. The stations
that I listed are also called response areas. Now it's not truly
a volunteer department as you would think because we get paid 10
bucks every call we go on and we get a check in the mail twice a
year. We don't have to work certain days and we can choose the
calls we go to. If we are busy but in the response area and
don't want to go we don't have to. To respond to the calls we
are given a pager that goes off when a call is made. It's really
loud and sometimes if you aren't expecting it to go off it will
scare the crap out of you. Just a year ago our department turned
to a partially paid department. We have 1 station it just
happened to be 114 as the full time department. The full timers
now respond to the whole area with volunteers coming in separate
equipment. Now in the department we go on a few different types of
calls: Accidents, Medical Aids, Public Assists, Vehicle Fires,
Structure Fires, and Wildland Fires. Some times we are non stop
busy the whole day and other times we can go 3 or 4 days without
a call. To let you guys reading know I have a pager that goes off
when there is a 911 call in Batt. 14's response area. My pager
has 4 different settings. A. It only goes off when I get a call
ie. Page or toned out. B. I receive El Dorado County and tones
and constantly hear radio communications but no fuck of littles page. C. I
receive Amador County but no tones and constantly hear radio
communications but no page. D. It scans and receives Amador and
El Dorado County I hear radio communications from everyone and
tones and it will page me. When it is set on A. and goes off it
starts with a very loud series little teenies sex of short beeps, nonnude little girl
then you hear the
rest of the tone which is just different frequencies strung
together that signifies what response area it is. You will then
hear 2 beeps or 3 beeps dictating code 2 (get there as fast as
possible no lights no siren) or code 3 (full lights little raped
and siren).
You will then hear the dispatcher tell you what response area its
in, what the call type is, ie. Accident, Medical Aid, Public
Assist, Vehicle Fire, Structure Fire, or Wildland Fire, what we
should take (such as engines or our squad [our squad is a F-350
with a large back that's loaded to the hilt with rescue and
medical equipment.]). Then little pubescent
the dispatcher will then tell you
where it is with the closest cross street. Dispatch will then
repeat the child little movie address and the call type. 1 minute later during the
day and 3 minutes later during the night I will hear 2 beeps
which is called check back. At this little kinder sex
point the dispatcher will
say something like, Check back units responding to 24020. Beauman
Rd. Battalion 14 chief officer. You will then hear our chief or
one of our 2 assistant chiefs check back. Our chief is Battalion
14. Mike one of our assistant chiefs little girls nipples is little baby pussy
Battalion 143 and Tom is
Battalion 144. The dispatcher will then say Battalion 14
equipment. You will now hear what engines or squads are
responding and with how many people, ie. Squad 145 responding
with 2, or little childrens porno Engine 141 with 6. Enough about the pager and technical crap you will hear more
about it as the story progresses. Now for the actual story. No I really mean it this time. I learned very quickly on how to do different things that
were required of some one in our department. I had decided that
I wanted to learn more so I started taking classes. First I took
my E.M.T. class which is Emergency little boobs photos Medical Technician and then
got my license to practice. I then took lots of other classes
and got my Fire Science Associates Degree along with other
certifications. 2 months prior I had just broken up with my boyfriend which
was my third boyfriend so far. I had just gotten back into the
mood to start dating again and was thinking about different guys
and trying to figure out if they were gay or strait. Of course I
was doing this daydreaming and thinking as I was driving up Lower
Ridge Road to my house. About halfway up Lower Ridge is a turn
off to New York Ranch Rd. and on that road is little thong tgp our local Indian
Casino. There are always accidents where people pull out from
New York Ranch Road but I thought it would never happen to me. I
was wrong. little girl bj
As I was nearing the entrance the traffic slows down as
people turn off. I am passing the turn lane and some one pulls
right out in front of me. I slam on my breaks in my truck and
lock the tires. I see him turn his head and look at me
milliseconds before my truck plows into his car. That was the
most scared look I have ever seen. I was seat belted in so I was
fairly safe. It felt like I bruised where my seatbelt was and I
know I have whip lash but other than that I am fine. I unbuckle
and get out. Uhhhhhh. Well my leg seems to have been hurt also,
but no bleeding so that's good. Now the normal person would be
pissed at the other driver for pulling out in front of them but
as a firefighter I know the worst type of crashes are side impact
crashes because your body was made to take impacts from the front
and back, it's the way we bend. But on the side you can get
major damage. Your aortic arch can tear off of your heart and
you will internally bleed to death. There is nothing anyone can
do fast enough, no not even a surgeon. So at this point I am
more worried about if the other driver is even alive. At this point my adrenalin is little pubescent running rampant and I now
don't feel any pain. I reach back into my truck and pull out my
structure turn-outs. I pull off my shoes and jump into the boots
and pull the suspenders over my shoulders and throw my jacket and
some latex gloves on. As I was running over to the other side of
the car I yelled at someone childs little porno to call 9-1-1. I got over to the
passenger door and tried to open it. Wouldn't budge, so I went
to the passenger side back door and opened it with out much
trouble and got in the car. I must have slowed down a lot
because the little kids peeing drivers side door wasn't where the center console was
so that was a pretty good sign. I immediately said in a very
loud voice, "My name is Dan I'm a Firefighter E.M.T. can I help
you. He, in a very pained voice said, "Geet ohhhhhhh, Get me out
of here mmmmmmmmmm." The next thing that I did is something we call marrying the
head. What we do is hold the persons head for C-spine
precautions. little teen cp I asked little pubescent
him in my loud voice again, "Sir can you tell me
where it hurts the most?" All during this time that I am asking him questions and he
is listening he is making moaning and pained grunting sounds. I
can tell he is just about on the verge to cry. In an airy pained voice he said, "My mmmmmm my uumm necuuhhh
andmmm leftsidmmmmm." "On a scale of 1-10, 10 being the worst pain you have ever
felt how would you rate your pain on this scale?" I asked. "12" was all he said. "What is your name sir?" "Trevor Foust" he was able to groan out. "I'm 19." "What happened?" I asked. "I pulled out in front of someone and boom." I asked another question, "Where are you now?" "In a smashed up car." He replied "Who is the president." I asked the final question. "Bush." He replied simply. Good, he has an LOC x 4 (Level of Conscious x 4. this is to
see if they are mentally competent to make decisions related to
refusing medical care or if we are getting the truth out of them) I then started asking Tom more questions such as SAMPLE
history which stands for Signs and symptoms, Allergies,
Medications, Pertinent past history (have you had trouble with
the areas that are injured such as former broken bones or a bad
back), Last oral intake, Events leading to event or injury (dumb
question). I also asked OPQRST since I had time till the
Ambulance and Fire department got there. OPQRST is an acronym
for: Onset (dumb question since I know the pain came on
suddenly), Provocation (another dumb question because I know what
caused the pain), Quality (dull, sharp, twisting, stabbing,
etc.), Radiation (does the pain move anywhere), Severity (scale
of 1-10), and Time (once again another dumb question because I
know exactly when it started). I ended up skipping the questions
that I already knew. I said, "The fire department has just arrived and we are
going to fuck of littles get you out of here as fast as we can. We are going to
be placing a cervical collar on you and end up putting you on a
back board. We are going to have to move you but we will be as
gentle as we can, OK." All he said was "Mmmmmm Hmmmmm." For those of you who don't know once anyone holds the head
for manual C-spine is now married to the head till russia little sex the head is in
a head bed strapped to the back board. The person holding the
head is also in charge of how and when movement is made. The fire department made quick work of the car and soon
Jason (another firefighter) was in the car measuring for a C-
collar and then putting on the proper sized one. They moved my
truck away and ended up getting the door open and cutting away
the middle post of the car. They then came up with a back board. "OK Trevor we are going to be sliding a back board under you
and then we are going to rotate you and lie you down." I said to
Trevor. I turned to Jason who was now going to help with the
rotating and strapping. "One, Two, Three" on three we rotated
him and gently lied him down on the board. Once again, "One,
Two, Three" on this count Jason slid him up the board to the
proper position. We got him strapped down to the board at this point I was
able to let go and step back. We grabbed little gay blacks the board and once
again on the count we lifted up the board and placed it on the
gurney. We loaded him into the ambulance and the Paramedic got
in and started to work. As I was leaving Trevor called back,
"don't leave me, I know this sounds stupid but I am afraid of
needles." "Just a minute," I said. I asked if the Paramedic could use
another hand and if I could leave the scene and be checked out in
the hospital. I climbed in the back shut the back door and we
are off. The Paramedic, Juniper, said grab the EKG for me and then
start setting up a big, big. What she meant was a 1,000ml bag
with a 10 dropper which is an IV. I started setting up the line,
hung it up and then pulled out an 18 and a 20 gauge needle and
then pulled out all the other shit that you need to start a line
with. As Juniper was getting the line ready to go Tom said in his
pained voice, "I know this sounds stupid but can you hold my
hand, I really don't like needles." I told him, "Its OK lots of people are." At that I grabbed
his hand little kinder sex and told him to shut his eyes so he wouldn't see it. Juniper said, "Sharps out. Ok Trevor this is going to make
a little pinch but after it goes in it will stop hurting." She
inserted the needle pressed the button left the little plastic
tube in and said, "Sharps retracted." She then chief little turtle threw it into the
biohazard sharps container and said, "Sharps away." Juniper started pushing drugs as I rode all the way to the
hospital holding his hand. More of this story to come. Please e-mail me with comments at alistairsstoryhotmail.com
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