CHRISTIAN'S INDUCTION III
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Part Twenty Five.
On Friday morning when they arrived at the school, Andy said to Chris:
"We'll head for my place directly after school gets out, OK? Did you bring some old stuff to wear?" Chris replied that he had and Andy replied: "Cool. The place is in a bit of a mess."
That afternoon Andy and Chris arrived at the house before Pauly and George and immediately changed. Chris had brought an old pair of shorts, a tattered tee shirt and a battered pair of sneaks and when Andy saw him he laughed and said: "You look the part dude." Andy himself went to his newly arranged chest of drawers and selected a pair of khaki shorts and a sport shirt from his cupboard; Chris surreptitiously glanced over at him as he changed and saw that he was wearing a jock which allowed Chris a view from the rear of his ass. It was as smooth and hairless as a baby's. Chris's dick gave an involuntary jump.
Shortly thereafter Pauly and George arrived home and naturally barged into Andy's room to see what was going on. Pauly had previously explained to George that Chris would be doing all Andy's chores in future and he had immediately wanted to know how that had come about. George was turning thirteen in a month's time so Pauly thought Fuck it! and told him that Chris was gay and had a thing about Andy. "But that don't make Andy gay!" he was quick to add.
"Oh really!" responded George laughing. "And what does that make you dude?" Pauly told him to watch it and that he let Chris suck him off occasionally just for the hell of it. It dawned on Pauly that George was better informed than he had previously thought. No more "baby bro" obviously.
George wasn't about to let the subject drop however. He asked Pauly: "Bro, you remember when you gave Chris a bottle of my pee? You think he might still want some? I bet he would. I got plenty more where that came from." He gave Pauly a shit-eating grin.
"Jesus, George. You are a real pig. I dunno why I put up with all your questions and shit. I think I'm gonna ask the old man if I can move all your crap outta my room and put you in the garage."
"OUR room!" George reminded Pauly.
"Anyway, George, outta all the fucking gloom I got some good news."
"Oh yeah? And what would that be bro?"
"Don't ask me any questions but Chris is gonna clean the bathroom and toilet for us every Tuesday and Friday. Andy told him he's gotta do it. Chris don't know yet that you can't piss straight."
George clearly didn't understand the dynamic between Andy and Chris but this latest piece of information was welcome news indeed and he was happy to just accept it at face value.
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Meanwhile, after Pauly and George were dismissed by Andy from his room, Chris got stuck into cleaning up the place. It had obviously been yonks since the room had been dusted and vacuumed and, while he was busy, Andy lounged back in his easy chair with his legs outstretched. He was making no secret of the fact that he was massaging his cock through his shorts and needless to say it was disconcerting to Chris. He kept on stealing glances towards Andy.
When Chris finally announced that he had finished cleaning the room, Andy said: "Don't think I didn't catch you checkin out my ass earlier dude. I'm kinda proud of it. You think it's up there with the best?"
"Yeah, I did think so." replied Chris.
Andy smiled. "Well, you are pretty familiar with my dick. Maybe it's time you got to be more familiar with my ass dude."
Andy got up and walked over to the door which he locked. "We gotta little bit of time. Maybe you should get to know it better. Lie on the bed dude."
Chris went over to the bed and lay down on his back, while Andy slipped off his shorts and then his jock. Chris could see that his dick was slightly distended. Andy stood over Chris facing his feet then slowly descended until he was sitting on his chest. He leaned forward and then slowly pushed himself backwards until he felt Chris's face against his ass.
"Kiss those cheeks dude. Show them that you love them." Chris kissed one of Andy's ass cheeks all over and then moved to the other and did the same. "Oh yeah, man. That's it." Andy continued: "My ass is probly kinda funky smellin after school but, don't worry, you will get used to the smell and later on the taste dude." He lifted himself and sat directly on Chris's face: "Your face makes a great ass stool man. I want you to get used to it. Soon you will be beggin to worship my ass like it was a God." Andy continued to sit on Chris's face and then took his right hand and moved it to his stiff dick. "Get me off man, and then you can finish up your chores in the bathroom and toilet." Andy shot his load all over Chris's old shorts and then turned right around and told Chris to lick the remainder of his load off his dick.
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Chris went through to the bathroom which he found to be a complete mess. He scrubbed clean the ring in the tub and then spent like fifteen minutes scrubbing down the shower cubicle. After that he wiped clean the floor. He called George and asked him to get clean towels from the closet which he hung over the rails.
George hung around and complimented Chris on his work. "Wish you lived here." he informed Chris. "I think maybe the two of us would get along just fine."
Chris replied: "Yeah well I guess that would be dandy but you better let me finish up in the toilet."
Naturally the toilet was even worse than the bathroom. Chris took a brush and scrubbed the toilet and then wiped the dried piss off the seat and from the floor. George meanwhile was standing in the doorway watching the action. He informed Chris that it was Pauly's opinion that he, George, was incapable of pissing straight. Chris looked up a bit surprised and thought to himself what's up with this kid?
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As Chris was about to take his leave, Pauly emerged from his room and pulled him aside. "It's all arranged for tomorrow night dude. We are gonna go to Tom's house; he has the place to himself. Don't forget to pick up the beer and weed huh?"
Chris stuck his head through the door to Andy's room and saw that he was looking at some porn on the computer. "Before you go dude, I don't think I mentioned to you that I told Pauly you wouldn't mind if his and George's underwear and socks were put in the washer together with mine. Figured you would like doin their stuff too. They can look after the other crap themselves." Chris nodded his agreement and left.
Driving home, Chris thought to himself that Andy had wasted no time is asserting his authority. He was naturally dominant and Chris felt a stirring in his loins as he reflected on it. He reminded Chris a lot of Mark Nesbit.
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On Saturday night Chris picked up Pauly on the corner as had been arranged and Pauly directed him to Tom's house. He dropped Pauly off with the beer and weed and then went back a block or two and parked near the junior high school. He walked back to the house and Tom and Pauly met him at the front door. They made their way up to Tom's room and immediately settled down with a beer. Both Pauly and Tom were casually dressed wearing shorts and a tee shirt, as well as sneaks without socks. They had settled themselves in the two easy chairs and so Chris sat on the bed. Pauly rolled a joint and they were soon passing that from one to the other. Chris figured that it wouldn't be long before the two of them would be getting a buzz on. Pauly gave Tom a porn DVD he had brought along and they were soon watching that. It depicted two black guys with huge dicks putting it to a small white girl and Chris marvelled that she was able to handle them both simultaneously. It was soon evident that both Pauly and Tom had hardons.
Pauly said: "Chris, let's not waste time here. Why don't you get down in front of Tom and get his dick out and get to work on it."
Chris knelt between Tom's legs and soon had him unbuttoned and unzipped. Tom lifted his ass and Chris slipped his shorts and briefs down and then off over his sneaks. His boner popped up and Chris took it in his hand and then went down on it with his mouth. He had a good size dick for his age and it tasted real good to Chris; he was leaking precum quite copiously. It was pretty evident that his first blowjob of the evening would be quickly over so Chris did his best to prolong it by licking up and down his dick without sucking or stroking it, and sucking on his balls instead. Tom, however, was not to be denied and he soon grabbed Chris's head and forced him down on his dick all the way to his pubes. He proceeded to fuck Chris's face and it did not take long before he let out a grunt and shot his load into Chris's mouth. Tom turned to his friend Pauly and said: "This cocksucker sure knows how to suck out a load." Pauly laughed and said: "He sure does." Chris licked Tom's dick clean and moved over to where Pauly was sitting.
Pauly said to Chris: "You know the drill by now bitch. I wanna make it last a bit so get to work with your mouth and lose the hands. Keep your mouth tight around my dick as you suck it and give the head a lotta tongue." Chris knew exactly how to go about getting Pauly off and, when Pauly eventually shot, he was rewarded with a really huge load of cum. Pauly instructed him to keep it in his mouth until he was told to swallow it. "Let's have a look at that load dude; I wanna see it over your tongue." Chris stuck his tongue out and Tom, who was looking on, said to Pauly: "Jesus, man, that was some load! Let him swallow it now. Make sure he doesn't spit."
During the course of the next two hours everyone was getting really high, drinking the beers and smoking joints. Both Pauly and Tom wanted second blowjobs and towards the end of the evening, Pauly and Tom had Chris kneel on the carpet in front of them and take both of their dicks in his mouth simultaneously for a third. When the first of them came Chris was told to keep the load in his mouth, while the second one jacked himself off into his mouth. Chris displayed the two loads on his tongue and was then made to swallow them.
At about eleven o'clock Tom said to Pauly that they had better call it a night as he wasn't sure when exactly his rents would arrive home. Pauly, however, had a surprise for Chris and instructed him to strip and lay down in the tub. He proceeded to stand over Chris his feet on the two sides of the tub while Tom stood at the side. They both commenced to piss all over Chris, all the while exhorting the "bitch" to open his mouth as they endeavored to piss into it directly. When they had finished Tom told Chris he had ten minutes to shower and get dressed.
Pauly collected the few beers that were over as well as the weed that remained with a view to taking it all home. "I promised Andy I would." he explained to Chris. The fact that Chris had been the one to pay for the beer and weed was completely forgotten. Pauly figured he had been paid in kind.
When Chris pulled up at Pauly's house, Pauly said he hoped that Chris had enjoyed the evening; he certainly had. He expressed the view that they should do it again soon.
Chris drove home via all the back streets and fortunately did not encounter any patrolling cops. He fell into bed completely exhausted but also completely satisfied.