I have been reading stories for several years, and I thought I'd try writing one, so this is my first attempt. It's based a lot on my youth with respect to people (names changed) and places and even some events, though most of the sexual situations are fiction. If you are under legal age to read, or in an area which prevents this, please leave now. Remember this was the mid 1970s and HIV wasn't a thing. Play safe today.
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Deans Bicha 18
Thursday Morning.
I woke up a few minutes before my father was going to get me up. It's been just a week sleeping naked and that part I love. I'm not too thrilled about him seeing my boner every morning, but it's a small price to pay. Well, in my case, a big price, hahaha.
Lying in bed I start thinking about yesterday. I recount in my head all the dicks I sucked. Robby, Phillip, Huck (I forgot about him last night), Richard in school. At Soarer's house Dean, Dale, Owen, and Paul. At home Randolph twice then at arcade with Bastian and Randolph for third time. Finally Jeff and Matt and Matt a second time. FIFTEEN BLOWJOBS! TWELEVE DIFFERENT COCKS. All this thinking has me hard as steel.
There isn't enough time to jerk off, I don't want him catching me again anyway. Besides my balls still need more time to recharge after yesterday. I figure if I get out of bed and slip on my briefs I can maintain a little modesty. I still don't like walking around in my underwear and I definitely don't like the nudity in front of my family part. There has been way too much of that lately.
I open the door and head into the bathroom for a morning pee before my sister needs to be in there. Standing in front of the toilet I try and hook the waistband under my nuts. The size small briefs are too tight around my waist so I have to pull them down to my thighs. I feel like a little kid. Probably exactly what Dean wanted.
I shake the last few drops off and suddenly remember Rule 10: collect my pee. Gross. They never asked me about it yesterday but that's no excuse. And I just pissed this mornings away. Damn. What do they want my pee for anyway? Sickos.
My sister is pounding on the door for me to get out of the bathroom. My daydreaming has caused me to run into her bathroom time. I pull up my briefs and open the door. As I walk past her, she whispers, "Have a good time playing with yourself?"
I stick out my tongue and she does the same. Smiling she closes the door and I head to the kitchen for breakfast. Pouring a bowl of cereal I feel a drop of pee drip into my briefs. I guess I need to shake more. Sitting down to eat, another larger drop. Yup, shake more.
Being size small, my junk is pretty squished and the two drops of pee are quite visible. I finish eating and go to put my bowl in the sink. Dad is just about ready to leave for work and he looks at me.
"What?"
"Are those the new underpants your mother got you?"
Why is he all of sudden interested in my underwear I think. Probably because it's the first time since I was a little kid that he's seen me running around in them.
"Yeah. Why?" I ask.
"They look too tight."
My face is a little flushed but he is correct. Why did I put on the size small? Because I didn't want my dick popping out for everyone to see by wearing the large ones. "They are. They must have shrunk."
"Let me see." He walks over to me and before I knew it he's pulling them down.
"DAD!"
"Quiet. I want to check them. SEE," he says after getting them down to my thighs, my tackle fully exposed. "The waistband and leg opening are much too tight. They're digging in and cutting off the circulation. Right here," he continues as he runs his finger along the indentation mark made by the leg openings. He's way too close to my dick and it begins to respond.
I squirm away and pull up my briefs. "Yeah ok. They're alright," I tell him.
"No, you can't wear those. I'll pick up some in size large on my way home." Great now my dick will be popping out all the time I think. "Do you have any of your older underpants you can wear today?" He asks.
"Um, not clean."
"Alright, try this." With that said, my father sticks his hands inside my leg wholes and pulls until they give way ripping. I now have new but torn underwear that looks ridiculous. With the leg bands ripped and having slits going almost to the waistband on each side of the front panel my junk is still contained, and luckily hidden, but the front of my hips are exposed. In the process his fingertips graze against my balls. Whoa! He stretches out the waistband too.
"How's that?"
Admittedly it feels much better though I could have lived without him copping a feel of my stuff. "Alright, go get ready for school," he tells me as he leaves for work.
My sister is coming out of the bathroom now as I make my way there. Looking at me she smirks and says, "I don't know why dad is so concerned about your underwear, cause your always running around naked anyway. He should have just ripped it off totally."
My eyes bug out and I stammer, "Wh...what?"
"I saw you last week with those new kids coming home and your little escaping act in the garage. What else do you do with them?"
I can't think. How did she see? She wasn't home. Or was she? Turns out she was as Donny had dropped her home while I had been at the Soarers. She had seen Dean and Dale leading me naked up from the cornfields thru the backyard. They hadn't really bothered to look into her room, nor her closet where she was hiding. She watched the whole garage tying me up episode from her bedroom window. I was so embarrassed.
Then she dropped the bomb, "I heard them giving you some rules to follow. I particularly liked Rule 7: Daily Blowjobs." I physically got weak knees and had to hold the wall to steady myself. "Have you been giving them? Hope you're learning to do a good job. Donny can't wait until he gets his."
She left me standing outside the bathroom leaning against the wall as she went to her bedroom. Turning around she whispered, "I've got a rule for you to follow. From now on when you come out of the bathroom in the mornings after washing up, I expect you to carry your dirty underwear and throw it in the hamper, then go to your room leaving the door open while you make your bed, then get dressed."
Smiling at me she closes her door. What just happened I think as I stumble into the bathroom. I pulled my ripped briefs off and sat to do my business. I had to point my dick down cause it was pointing straight up. No surprise there. No wonder Marla was smiling cause she embarrassed me resulting in my erection. Who's the sicko now?
I couldn't decide if it was a good or bad thing that they knew. Bad cause more people know my secret and good cause Donny is a hunk and I'd love to suck his dick. I guess they really can't tell on me if they make me do him, so I guess the good outweighs the bad.
I finish in the bathroom and wash up quickly. Deodorant and brush my hair and I'm ready to go. I've gone flaccid and reach for my size small torn briefs. Can I really walk to down the hall naked with people home and throw these in the hamper? The dirty clothes hamper was kept in my dad's large walk in closet just across from my room.
Do It! I screamed in my head. Just Do It (long before Nike used that in their ads). It's only my mom and sister home and they have both seen me naked recently. Opening the door I could feel my heart racing. I would be walking down the hall naked by my own choice, or so it would appear. No parent telling me to take off my old worn-out underwear and throw them away or bring mom Dean's clothes to wash. Just a 13 year old boy walking down the hall nude like it is a normal everyday occurrence.
Of course my sister must have been listening for the bathroom door to open because she swung her's open at the same time. She had seen me now on several occasions this past week, one I didn't even know about, so what was the point in covering up. Besides, I knew she would have told me to uncover if I had tried.
"Looking good bro. If I could I'd have you that way all the time around the house."
With bulging eyes my head spun around to look at her so fast I thought I gave myself whiplash. "Relax, mom and dad probably wouldn't go for it. But the more you do it, the less they're apt to object. Besides it would be fun to watch," she laughed.
Predictably blood started flowing south and I could feel the beginnings of a boner. I simply gave her our trademark sticking out of the tongue, which she returned. As I ran past her, she slapped my butt which was still slightly pink and tender after yesterday's spankings.
Making my bed naked with the door open was a new experience, especially since mom could walk down the hall to the kitchen at any moment. Finished, though not the best of jobs, I decided to go get the small briefs back out of the hamper. They really weren't dirty having only worn them after my shower to brush my teeth and this morning eating breakfast. Besides, they were more comfortable now that legs openings had been ripped open.
My sister left for school as Donny had come to take her. The high school and junior high were next to each other but Donny rarely offered me a ride. I was stuck on the bus. I guess they wanted "alone" time.
Mom was still in her bathroom. Stepping out of my room I doubled check the coast was clear by looking up and down the hall and then went to retrieve my briefs. I never heard mom walking to the kitchen. She couldn't miss my pink butt bending over as I picked out the briefs.
"What are you doing young man?"
"Mom!" Caught gain. At the rate I'm being seen without clothes my parents would not only not object, they'd almost expect it too. Not something I wanted. Looking at me she waited for an answer.
"I-realized-after-I-threw-these-in-the-laundry-that-I-only-wore-them-after-I-showered-last-night-and-they-aren't-really-dirty," I rattled off. Wow, that was actually the truth. Except for the talking fast part, my voice sounded reasonably normal. Why couldn't it be like that when I lied I wondered.
"Ok, well unless you want to get on the bus like that, you better get dressed," she said as she kissed me on the top of my head.
I dashed into my room as she went to pour a cup of coffee. I'd talk with my sister. She had had her fun this morning. Maybe she wouldn't make me walk down the hall naked every morning. The thought that she would soon had me having wood.
I put on the size small ripped briefs and was actually surprised how much I liked them. They kinda looked like like a loin cloth that just covered my front and back leaving the sides open. Still being tight in the crotch help hold my stuff in place. These will be alright I thought as I finished getting dressed.
Off to school.
I looked for Glen when I got off the bus but didn't see him. I knew his bus had already dropped the kids off because as much as I wanted to avoid Richard Ruggles, he was there smiling at me as I walked over to our group of friends. He didn't say anything to me, but kept glancing over at me until they bell rang allowing us in the building.
Our science teacher was also our homeroom teacher. As we filed in I knew Glen was not in school cause he wasn't anywhere to be seen. As we took our seats, Richard took Glen's spot and sat next to me. He gave me the most evil smile I had ever seen, including Dean.
Richard explained to the class that Glen had a tooth pulled yesterday and wouldn't be in school today or Friday. We weren't assigned seats by our teacher but once you picked out a spot, you were expected to sit there for the year. In science we didn't have individual desks but double science tables. Glen sat to my right, and Richard sat directly behind me by himself so he asked if he could move up for two days, which of course was approved. Sometimes it sucks having a nice teacher.
Listening to the morning announcements over the public address system was always boring and most of us never paid attention. Richard made that impossible this morning as he leaned over and whispered, "How's bitch-a doing this morning?"
I wasn't about to correct his pronunciation of bicha [bee sha] but it was obvious he had spoken to Dean last night. My heart sunk. Looking straight ahead, I glanced at him out of the corner of my eyes and his smile was so huge I thought his face was going to crack open. I bit my lip waiting for what was next.
I didn't have to wait long. "Your neighbor called me last night. If you're wearing any underwear you better take it off by lunch period. And sit next to me too."
Oh Shit! How in the world was I going to remove my underwear in school?
So first and second period were a blur as I spent the whole time thinking about where I could take my briefs off. My options were limited. Number One, the boys room between class. No, too many other kids in there and they would see under the stall me removing my pants. Number Two, the boys locker room. No, that was in a different building and I would't have enough time to get there and back. Besides, most likely there would be another gym class changing at the same time. Number Three, during third period math. Not in the classroom, but I'll ask to be excused. My math teacher loves me as I'm an A+ student so getting permission to leave for five minutes shouldn't be a problem. Sure, everyone would Oooh and Ahhh as they did anytime anybody asked to leave the classroom for a lavatory break. That would be the least of my concern. Ok. So maybe 20 minutes after the start of third period math class I'll ask to go.
My dilemma was temporarily forgotten as I entered our math classroom and Robby was already in his seat. I thought why couldn't I have told Dean and Dale about him. Stupid me. Robby would surely have been an ally, much like Matt, only better as his would be reciprocal messing around. I didn't want Dean to discover that fact about Robby to make his life hell so I had kept it quiet. Now I have to put up with Richard's demands.
Robby was working his dick through his pants for the first 15 minutes of class looking over at me. I responded in kind. He'll probably think I'm going to rub one out when I ask to use the boys' room. A smile came to my face at the thought.
Unfortunately, the best laid plans... Sixteen minutes into math class and we had a fire alarm. Great, no time to head out to the boys' room. Despite being a good math student, I was not allowed to use the restroom during the fire drill. I even tried to get permission to go to the gym building, no such luck. Teachers had to keep track of students in situations like this as they were responsible and I wasn't going to "wander off," I was told. Hell all I wanted to do was go pee (really remove my briefs but my teacher didn't need to know that).
"Looks like you need some help with that thing," Robby whispered looking down at my erection straining my small briefs. My dick was pointed at my hip and sticking out of the ripped side. The torn briefs doing little to hide it.
"Yeah, but I really need to go," I told him. "Listen, can we talk later? There is something I need to tell you."
"Sure. Call me tonight," he answered as the fire drill ended.
We were let back inside just a few minutes before the fourth period bell rang and told to head to that class now. For me that was lunch with Richard. He spotted me from his period 3 class and ran over to catch up with me. "Did you do like I told you bitch-a?"
"I was going to ask to use the boys' room this period until the fire drill. I didn't have time. Sorry," I told him. "What did they tell you?" I asked referring to the Soarer brothers.
Leading me away from the cafeteria and toward the construction of the new library building Richard told me about his call last night. He thought it was odd that my new neighbors, who didn't yet go to our school, were calling him until they said I had been sucking their dicks and they knew about me sucking Richard yesterday. At first Richard was pissed that I had told them until they said he was to keep me in line at school and about the no underwear rule.
Richard thought it was funny that they told him he should get a blowjob daily if there was a safe place and time. He told me he was planning that anyway. He wanted to meet them at some point. Great, instead of three tormentors (Dean, Dale, and Jeff) I'll have four now. Matt didn't count as a tormentor, luckily.
We entered the library building and he led me downstairs to an unfinished mechanical space. When the building was completed this area would be locked and off limits, but during the building phase it was available if you snuck into the construction zone.
It was dark and dusty but would meet our needs for a relatively safe place to "conduct our business," as Richard called it. "First things first, drop your pants and take off that underwear," he ordered. "It looks like your excited now anyway," he said referring to my hard on.
"Here? Some construction guy could come along any minute," I pleaded. He just looked at me and waited.
Knowing I had no choice in the matter, I kicked off my shoes, undid my belt and zipper, and pulled off my pants. Richard laughed hysterically as I told him about my father's alterations. "Here, let me see if I can help with those," he said grabbing the front pouch tightly in his hand and pulling it completely from the waistband. My entire underwear was only attached by the back covering my butt. The rest hung down the back of my legs, my front only covered by the elastic waistband.
"Much better. You can wear them like that for today, but none tomorrow or I'll rip them off completely. Leave those off until we're finished," he told me as I went to put on my trousers.
"Get down and start sucking. Better be quick." I had "business to conduct" as he said. Besides, we had to get to the cafeteria before we were missed by the lunch duty teacher.
I squatted down and took him into my mouth. Despite being a real asshole, Richard had a fairly nice cock. Being small when soft I was able to fit his entire dick in my mouth and work it with my tongue. He expanded fast and was at full length soon, if you can call it that. He came to the back of my mouth right at the entrance to my throat. Less than a minute later he was giving me a small appetizer before lunch.
He might have been taller and had a heavier built kid than most kids our age, but he certainly was in the lower percentile for dick size and stamina. He never lasted more than a minute maybe two in my mouth before blasting his small loads. Sometimes only three shots. I wondered if he had been jerking off so much that his balls were always empty. But that couldn't be because then he wouldn't have fired off as quickly. Oh well, poor Richard I thought. He'll never make a girl happy.
Before I could pull up my pants Richard came over and grabbed me by the balls.
"Agghh.. What?" I begged and as he began to squeeze.
"Did you tell Dean about me and my brothers?"
"No. No, I swear."
Squeezing harder making my eyes water he said through clenched teeth, "You better not tell anyone. Or your gonads will be flatter than pancakes." One last death grip on my balls and I was swearing that I would never tell.
Releasing my nuts he said to hurry up and get dressed we had to get to lunch. If anyone asked where we were I was just to say watching the construction. That was a big problem the school had for us boys whenever we had to change buildings as our minds got distracted with the construction and we were constantly late for class.
I felt as if all eyes were on us as we entered, but we were only a minute or two late and nobody cared. My destroyed briefs were literally hanging on by threads. I managed to pull the front up thru my legs and tuck it into the waistband. I didn't know if it would stay or for how long. It was still better than nothing.
I sat next to him at lunch wondering what torture and humiliation he was going to put me through.
Dean's Bicha 19
Thursday at School
Maybe it was because he had just shot off down my throat. Maybe cause he was no longer horny. Maybe he was just too hungry. Whatever the reason Richard didn't torment me at all during lunch. I was quite surprised and very much relieved. If this is how he is going to be after I blow him, then I'll suck his dick first thing off the bus every morning and be at peace the rest of the day.
The problem with that plan is there was no good way of sneaking off to do the deed. Just before lunch worked well today, but what about tomorrow when we only had 5 minutes between class periods? And what about when Glen was back next week? That's for Richard to work out. If he can't find a place and time, then maybe I won't have to suck him.
I actually enjoyed the rest of our lunch period laughing and playing cards with my friends. When the bell rang for the next period, Richard walked shoulder to shoulder with me as we discarded our lunch tray and said under his breath, "Meet me back in that same spot after last bell rings.
Now we were only given five minutes to change between class during the day. That was usually more than enough time though occasionally you had to hustle if you were going to gym or art which were in another building. When the end of school bell rang we had five minutes to get to our lockers to get our stuff. Then the bus bell rang alerting students that the buses were leaving in another five minutes.
Thus there was essentially a 10 minute window from the end of school until the buses left in which I could blow Richard and he was going to take advantage of that. I knew I could grab my coat and books out of my locker, which was very close to my last class, swallow his sperm, and run to catch my bus. Hopefully, he would cum fast (he always did) and he would be there just as quickly.
Fifth period was science and Richard sat next to me again in Glen's absence. We weren't having a lab today so we would be at our desks the whole period. A few minutes into class, Richard leaned over and whispered to me, "Pull down your fly."
I failed in hiding the shock from my face. "Are you nuts?"
"Do it, now bitch-a!" he commanded.
Looking around the room, I figured I was relatively safe. I was sitting in the next to last row with nobody at the lab station behind us. I was all the way on the left of the classroom as we looked at the teacher's desk. Richard sat to my right blocking the girl across the aisle from seeing me. The only double desk I had to really worry about was the next aisle over last row which was next to Richard's normal spot.
Lou Manzello sat there. Lou was a dark haired hunky jock who played football and baseball. Next to him was Greg Smayer a blonde god like soccer player. Neither of these guys were particularly paying attention to class. That made me more nervous because that meant they might be looking elsewhere and see what I was doing.
"Hurry up, or it'll get worse," Richard threatened. Apparently I was taking too long.
Glancing over my shoulder I hoped that neither Lou or Greg could see me. Sure they could see my upper body above the desks but probably not below. Being left handed I continued taking notes as I slipped my right hand into my lap and slowly lowered my zipper. The cool air to my dick had awoken it. Great, just what I need now I thought.
Richard was smirking to my right loving every second. I knew the next command before he whispered it to me. "Now take your dick out."
My ripped underwear was no longer tucked into my waistband so it offered no obstacle as I reached into my fly and grabbed my expanding dick. Looking straight ahead at the teacher, I extracted my dick from my pants in class surrounded by fellow schoolmates. I glanced down only for a second to see my cock become rock solid pointing upward.
Keeping my right arm positioned to block Lou and Greg from potentially seeing it Richard was grinning like a Cheshire Cat.
"Something funny Mr. Ruggles?" Our teacher asked, causing everyone in the room to look at him, but more dangerously in my direction.
"No. Sorry," Richard meekly replied.
Suddenly there was a large bang from outside and the lights went out. Science class being forgotten almost the entire class jumped up to look out the back windows to see what the noise was and why we had lost power. Everyone except me and a few others who just turned in their seats.
Now normally I would be right there looking out the windows, but I had to struggle getting my erection back into my pants as kids ran by our desk. Richard, having run to the windows, was no longer blocking me from the students running by our lab station. I think I was safe as their attention was not on me or my erection but on the commotion outside.
It seems that the construction workers had some sort of accident and hit something electrical causing a transformer to blow. Not only was our building out of power, the entire school and several blocks in the area were too.
Having stuffed myself back into my pants and attempting to zip my fly unnoticed, I ran to the windows too. As was protocol our teacher along with the rest of the school was once again marching outside following fire drill procedures.
We were told that it would be some time before power was restored and that the school buses would soon be picking us up for early dismissal. The cheer could be heard for miles no doubt. Richard looked very disappointed that I couldn't meet him after school for another suck. He said he'd make up for it tomorrow.
In the commotion following the power outage, my dick returned to normal. We were allowed to grab our things from our lockers then exit the building once again. Those that took a bus like myself would have to wait for them to get there and Richard now figured we had enough time for me to "do my duty" as he put it.
Just as the two of us were heading outside, he grabbed my arm and pulled me into our science room and pointed to the storage room again. After a minutes argument about the safety of the place and no time as the buses were to arrive soon, I was once again on my knees sucking his dick. Thankfully, neither he nor I undressed. He simply whipped his cock out of his pants and shoved it in my mouth.
I glanced at my watch for two reasons. One, I wanted to see how long it would take for him to cum in my mouth. Two, I was nervous about how long we had before we had to board the buses to go home.
The first was 55 seconds. I almost laughed. Richard interpreted the smile on my face as me liking blowing him. He especially liked the drop of cum on my chin which he instructed I leave there. Great, another guy who loves to give me facials I thought. The whole thing took only 4 minutes.
The second was 15 minutes. Standing outside talking among my friends for 11 minutes waiting for the buses to take us home WITH a blob of Richard's drying cum on my chin was going to be excruciating. If anybody noticed, they didn't say anything. Maybe they thought it was something I had for lunch. It was really today's dessert.
Thursday Afternoon After Early School Dismissal.
Now normally the high school got out a little before the junior high to allow those that drove and their buses to leave the school grounds before ours. Since everyone got out at the same time today, there was more congestion than normal. Standing in the spot my bus usually parked I saw Donny and my sister driving toward the exit. They actually offered me a ride home which I quickly accepted. As I climbed into the backseat, I wiped the cum off my chin so they wouldn't see it. Unfortunately Richard did and he looked pissed. I'll deal with that tomorrow.
Wow! As I climbed into the backseat I thought, 'Donny is giving me a ride home, I'll be home 30 minutes earlier than if I had to take the bus.' I never heard my sister turn around and ask me her question.
Donny said, "Hey sport, cat got your tongue?"
"What?" I asked them.
"I asked if you have been following Rule 7? Donny is anxious for his."
Oh fuck. I was so thrilled to be getting a ride home and not taking the bus, I completely forgot that the two of them knew of Rules 5-7 and she had seen me hard and tied up in the garage with pee soaked underwear on my head. Now I wished I was on the bus.
"Well? Have you?" she asked again.
I nodded slightly, too embarrassed to speak. My eyes were focused downward. I couldn't even make eye contact with them. I whispered, "Please don't tell mom and dad?" Then I burst into tears. Sobs actually. The flood gates opened and there was no stopping the waterworks.
I felt the car pull over to the side of the road. Lifting my face which was buried in my hands, I watched as my sister got out of the car and opened my door. NO, please don't throw me out? I slid over toward the middle of the backseat as Marla climbed in next to me and hugged me. If possible, I cried even harder blabbering about being sorry and my life was over, etc. etc. etc...
"Hush. I'm not telling mom and dad. Stop crying. It'll be fine," she reassured me. It took several minutes for me to calm down, by which point Donny had started driving home again. I was calmer as we reached the house and my sister asked for the full story.
In between sniffles and a runny nose, I managed to tell them most everything that had happened with the Soarer brothers, the Archers included, and Richard at school. I left out the Robby and Randolph episodes as they were mutual experiences. I didn't mention Philip or Huck either for some reason. I also left out the pending summer fucking as I didn't want to give them any ideas. When I finished, my sister just held me rubbing my back telling me it would be ok.
She made me dry my eyes and then asked me," Do you want this to all stop? Or do you want to continue?"
"What can you do? You can't stop them?"
"Answer me. If you want it to stop, all of it, the new kids and even the kid at school, tell me and Donny and I will take care of it. Or if you want to continue, then we won't step in unless something becomes too dangerous."
I looked over at Donny who was nodding his head, "Hey, we got your back. Whatever you decide is cool with us. I know the Ruggles brothers and can take care of Richard and you let us worry about the new kids. Otherwise, your sister and I want our share of time with you too. So you decide."
My eyes widened as I looked at him then my sister. Did I really want all of this to stop. I would no longer be forced into humiliating situations, but didn't I enjoy that. Why else would I be popping boners all the time. What about sucking their dicks. That part I loved. Well, maybe not Richard cause I didn't like him, but all the others, even Dean though I could live without his dried stinky head cheese. What to do?
"Well maybe you could talk to Richard's brothers, but not um... not um, Dean and Dale," I countered.
"Nope. All or nothing. You either continue with everybody as it has played out, or you stop with everybody, " Marla explained.
Now I knew that I could still mess around with Robby and Randy but that was just fooling around. Though they wouldn't make me do all the crazy and embarrassing shit Dean and the others did. My dick gave me away once more as it became hard as steel thinking about all the things I had been made to do thus far. I knew I was going to continue.
"No, don't do anything. It's alright," I squeaked out in a voice so low I could barely hear it myself.
"You sure?" Marla asked.
"Yes. I'm sure."
"Alright, then strip little man!" Donny commanded me.
My head flew up and my jaw dropped down. They wanted me to strip here in the car. I looked around and realized we were home. My sister held out her hand and asked for my clothes. Toeing off my shoes as I pulled my shirt off I knew that there was no turning back at this point.
Donny and Marla laughed at my torn briefs when I pulled off my trousers. Donny said he had an idea for some replacement ones too and whispered something to Marla who loved the idea. An idea that I knew I probably wasn't going to like.
I tried covering my erection with my hands but was told to put my hands by my sides. While not the first time they had seen me hard, it was still very embarrassing. Scooping up my clothes Marla got out of the car and ordered me to do the same. Sheepishly I obeyed while constantly looking up and down the road for passing cars. By now Donny had gotten out and walked around to the passenger side of the car giving my naked body the once over.
"Can we go inside now, please," I begged wanting to get out of sight as we were not in the driveway but in the vacant lot next to our house where we and the neighbors parked our company's cars. This was far more out in the open.
"Go see if there is any mail first. You're an expert in doing that without clothes," Marla instructed me.
"What if I get caught? Dad will skin me alive," I countered.
"Then don't get caught," was Donny's reply.
There was no arguing. I had agreed to this. I took off like a bat out of hell across the side lawn and grabbed the mail. I never waited for the next instruction as I flew by them and went directly onto the side porch.
Smiling and laughing, they followed me. "Nice job bro," my sister congratulated me.
"And he didn't lose his woody the entire way," Donny so kindly pointed out. "Come on, let's see just how big this thing is," he said as he led me into the house pulling me by my cock. We followed my sister to her room after she dumped my clothes in my room.
Getting a ruler from her desk she handed it to Donny who placed it on top of my erection. "Six and a quarter inches," he read off. "Pretty good for a 13 year old. Thin but long. Not as long as this though." With that he unbuckled his belt and lowered his pants. His FOTL briefs (remember that's what everyone wore back in the 1970s) were stretched to the limit. Hooking his thumb into them, he pulled them down to his thighs and his hardening dick came into view.
It was mouth watering. Literally. He took the ruler and held it on top of his; just under 7 inches. Nice. By far the largest hard one I've ever seen. Donny had a nice patch of light brown pubes at the base and only a strand or two on his firm round balls. They looked like they were ready to explode any second and I couldn't wait to taste his baby makers.
Licking my lips automatically Marla and Donny broke out laughing. "Look, he's almost salivating. He can't wait," Marla chuckled.
I could feel the heat on my face as I flushed with embarrassment but I didn't care. I was going to suck off Donny. Not waiting for instructions, I dropped to my knees and crawled over to him.
"You really want this, don't you?" he asked. I simply nodded with wide eyes staring at his magnificent cock. My sister held his balls up and told me to ask permission then give each of his nuts a kiss to show respect. I did so without hesitation.
"Please, may I suck your dick?" I asked on my knees in front of her boyfriend. Then I planted two big kisses on each of his testicles.
"Yes, oh god yes," Donny moaned.
I swallowed him almost to the base. I worked like a condemned man eating his last meal. I devoured his cock with longer and longer strokes until finally I was able to press my lips against his soft pubic hair. I kept him in my mouth working my throat muscles to stimulate his sensitive nerve endings. His moaning got louder and louder telling me how great a job I was doing.
Suddenly he pulled me off of his dick and shuffled back over to the bed and flopped down. My sister laid next to him and they began to make out. Before I had the chance to continue, Donny ordered me to suck his balls and work up a good load.
As he and Marla were kissing I pulled off his sneakers then his jeans and briefs. I scooted between his legs and proceeded to worship his ball bag. I sucked one then the other nut into my mouth and swirled it around. He broke his make out session to tell me to take both in my mouth at the same time. Teabagging as he called it. I had some trouble at first but managed. I thought he was going to go right through the ceiling.
He extracted his boys from my warm mouth and pointed his dick at me once again. On the second attempt I was back deep throating him. I bobbed my head up and down on his shaft for a good 7 minutes according to my sister's clock radio before his dick expanded and started pumping rich white nectar into my mouth. There was much more than I expected and some dribbled out of the corners.
He came down from his high and extracted his dick. I thought it was beautiful even as it shrunk to its normal size. With one last drop clinging to the head, I licked it off causing Donny to shudder. I wiped my mouth and chin on my fingers and licked them clean. What a slut I was becoming I thought.
"Thanks. You're awesome. You'll definitely be doing that again," he said as he sat up pulling his hand from my sisters pants. I was so wrapped up enjoying pleasing him I never even heard my sister getting off twice from Donny's magic hands as she told me. Yuck, I could have lived without that information but didn't say anything.
The two of them were now sitting on the edge of her bed looking down at me kneeling on the floor between Donny's legs. Their smiling faces made me realize what I had just done and a wave of shame encompassed me. My entire body flushed.
"Looks like you enjoyed that too baby bro," my sister said as she ran her foot under my balls and up my blood filled cock. I attempted to cover myself with my hands. "None of that," she told me. Moving my hands back to my sides I could no longer look them in the face and stared down at my genitals in full display. My heart was racing so fast my dick was actually beating to my heart rate.
"I think he needs to shoot or he'll explode," Donny laughed.
"Do it," Marla commanded.
I knelt there stunned. Yes, I had just asked, no begged, to suck off her boyfriend and did so, but could I really do something so private as to wank in front of them.
When I didn't move fast enough, Donny leaned over and grabbed my balls in his hand squeezing them slightly. I thought I'd cum from his warm hand wrapped around my testicles. It wasn't until the squeezing got tighter and he told me if I didn't "rub one out" he'd simply squeeze the juice right out of me.
With his hand still cupping my balls I began to masturbate in front of my sister and her boyfriend. This brought a whole new meaning to the word humiliation. They watched intently as I brought myself closer and closer to my orgasm.
"Dude, you gotta do that in a better way. You're going to hurt yourself if you keep pounding your pud like that," Donny told me. Back then I didn't wrap my fist around my cock. I placed my thumb on the top and my first two fingers on the bottom all just below the head and would stroke as fast as I could. Donny was correct, if I beat my meat too often without any lubrication I sometimes would actually work my dick raw under my thumb leaving a sore spot which made even getting erections let along jerking off painful.
Releasing my nuts from his grip he pulled my left hand off my boner with his right and placed my right hand around my shaft. Closing it up to make a fist he said to do it that way as I'd be less likely to give myself a blister. He must have known from personal experience, but I never asked or found out.
"But I'm left handed," I told him.
"Yup, this way it'll take you longer. Do it that way from now on. That's our Rule."
Great, now when Dean and Dale have me jerk off someplace it will take me more time and increase the chance of getting caught."
I began pumping with my right fist. It felt funny and awkward and was taking much longer. He was correct, I didn't feel the burning sensation of my thumb digging into my sensitive skin. When he told me to spit into my palm then continue I was grossed out until the smoothness made my hand simply glide over my cock. Yup, I'd be doing it this way from now on I thought.
As I approached my orgasm, I could hear my sister shouting not to spunk on her carpet. Lifting my left hand up under my cockhead I pumped 8 powerful shots of boy batter into my palm before coming down from my high.
Now normally I would lick it up as I was being trained to do. Even though I had swallowed Donny's load, eating my own in front of them was too much and I couldn't bring myself to do it. So my sister took matters into her own hands in a manner of speaking and raised my sperm covered hand to my lips and said, "Eat it." Not looking at them I lapped up all my cum until my hand was clean.
My head suddenly sprang up as we heard the squealing brakes of my school bus. I remembered that Matt and Jeff were getting off at my stop so I could "service" them.
To Be Continued...
Chapter 18 seemed too short so I added Chapter 19. I hope you don't mind getting two chapters this week, hahaha.
Seems Jamie is now going to be taking some orders from his sister and her boyfriend. Life is getting more complicated, yet more fun.