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 20
Seeing the frightened look on my face my sister asked what's wrong? I quickly explained to them about the Archer boys and made a beeline to my room to get dressed. Following me, she told me to remain naked. "Answer the door as you are. Take them out back where Donny and I can see you perform. And make it good." With smiles on their faces the two of them went back into Marla's room.
Shit. What's Matt going to think when I go to the door naked? Jeff will no doubt love it. The pounding on the door and calling of my name made me run toward the side porch off of the kitchen. At the last second I ducked into the bathroom and flushed the toilet yelling out I'll be right there.
I peaked my head around the refrigerator exposing my naked torso and told them I was in the bathroom and just getting changed and I'd be right out. I knew those weren't Marla's instructions but I'd deal with her later.
"Is anyone home?" Jeff asked.
"No," I lied. "My sister and her boyfriend dropped me home then left. Why?"
"Then come out as you are," Jeff told me. With my hands in front of my bait and tackle I went to the side door naked as the day I was born. Well, at least I wouldn't have to worry about not following Marla's orders. "Sweet. Looks like you were getting ready for us. It's such a nice day, let's do this outside."
"Um. I don't want to be seen walking Jamie around without any clothes," Matt objected. "Let's do this in your room."
"NO!" I shouted. "No, Im not allowed to have anybody in the house when my parents aren't here." That was the rule pretty much everyone had so they accepted that easily enough.
"Ok. We'll go out back and you go put on some gym shorts and sneakers, nothing else, then come and find us," Jeff ordered.
As they left the porch and headed out to our backyard I went to 'get dressed'. Marla and Donny came out of her room and told me to make sure I could be seen from her back window. That wouldn't be too difficult as the back yard was private and Matt didn't seem too interested in being caught either.
Slipping on my gym shorts and sneakers I crept out of the side porch when the coast was clear and made my way to a very excited Jeff and his brother, my friend, Matt. Matt wanted to go to the cornfields for added protection, but Jeff couldn't wait any longer.
"This is fine, nobody is going to see us back here. Besides, I want him sucking my dick NOW," Jeff barked out as he lowered his pants and briefs to his knees. "Lose the shorts!"
"That's not really necessary," Matt countered.
"Yes it is. Dean says a bicha should always be nude when servicing real men. Strip off then get to sucking," Jeff replied as he waved around his hardening cock.
Knowing this was the best place for Marla and Donny to see, I shrugged my shoulders at Matt then dropped my shorts and fell to my knees. Subtly I turned Jeff sideways to the house so Marla and Donny would have a better angle with which to see her 13 old brother give two neighborhood boys blowjobs. I guess that was enough embarrassment to start my dick on the rise. Ten seconds into nursing Jeff's cute dick and I had a raging boner.
"See, he got hard when he started sucking me. Told you he likes it," Jeff pointed out to Matt. My face was burning hot red. Matt was off to my right actually facing the back of our house rubbing himself in anticipation of receiving his own blowjob. Same as Richard, Jeff orgasmed fast and with ease as he extracted himself from my mouth.
Matt stepped up in Jeff's place and held his hard on in front of me. Without any hesitation, I swallowed him whole. Unlike his brother and Richard, Matt was able to hold out a good 4-5 minutes, a long time for a horny 13 year old boy, before he lubricated my tonsils with his warm white nectar.
Jeff asked if I had worn underwear to school today. I told him about the ripped briefs and Richard destroying them which made them both laugh. Without warning, Jeff slammed his fist into my balls, doubling me over in pain. "I'll give you your punishment today for that," he informed me. "Move your hands. NOW!" Knowing what was going to happen made it extremely difficult for me to release my nuts from the protection of my hands but I slowly obeyed. WHAM. The second punch landed.
"Ooomph!" I choked out clutching my aching balls. Looking up at Jeff and Matt I could now see my sister in the window looking angry. Maybe she did have my back after all. Donny was saying something to her trying to calm her down with a smile on his face.
I guess all boys think it's funny to watch a boy get hit in the nuts as long as they are not the victim. Apparently Donny was no exception. Luckily, Matt and Jeff had their backs to the window now and didn't see Marla and Donny.
Walking over to an outdoor chaise lounge, Jeff lied down and pointed to his cock. Nothing was spoken, I understood I was to give him another blowjob. My audience inside wasn't going to be able to see as well from their vantage point. All they probably would see is my head bobbing up and down over Jeff's groin. Certainly enough to know what I was performing. Jeff held the back of my head as he thrust up into my mouth, essentially face fucking me. After he had his dry cum he pushed me off and said, "Next."
Matt was standing off to my right side stroking himself as he watched. Looking over at him I could tell he was really worked up at this point. By now he had moved to a lawn chair and was holding his cock out for me again. I crawled over to him and started to suck his dick. After a few minutes he pulled me off and pointed to his balls. I guess he still wasn't comfortable telling me what to do verbally, but I didn't need to be told twice. Licking his ball bag his marbles attempted to escape by rolling around his sack. I licked and sucked on them for several minutes with him moaning loudly. So much for being discrete I thought.
Pushing his erection back up off of his pubes I engulfed his hard rod to the base and worked my throat muscles on it. His moaning even louder told me that I must have been doing a really good job. Jeff was telling him to spray my face when he came. I didn't know whether he was going to listen or not until his first two shots pumped into my mouth and he quickly withdrew from my mouth all the while firing off volley after volley of white lava. Unlike Jeff's non existent cum Matt's seed was thick and white. There would be no doubt what it was as it dried.
Satisfied with my performance, Jeff and Matt redressed. Glancing at the window I could no longer see Donny and Marla. I wondered if they stayed for the entire show. Regardless, I still had to make my way down to Dean and Dale. They should be getting home about now. How quickly an extra hour and half goes by when you're sucking cocks.
Matt no longer seems concerned about me being nude as I carried my shorts. Probably because there was little chance of me being seen in the backyard or the cornfields. For some reason, I felt like a condemned man as the three of us heading down to the Soarer house. It wasn't as if I didn't know what to expect or hadn't ever done this before. Something made me nervous though.
We came to the edge of the Soarer property and Matt stopped. Jeff looked at him as if to say, 'come on there is still more fun to be had with the bicha.' Matt had seen what Jeff and I missed, Mrs. Soarer on the back deck taking laundry off the clothesline looking our way. I guess Matt wasn't comfortable using me in front of her. "Come on Jeff, we gotta get home," he told his brother.
"In a little bit. I want to talk to Dean first."
"Ok, but make it quick, we both have chores to do when we get home." Matt departed giving me a head nod and a small wave goodbye.
I felt like the fatted calf being led to slaughter as Jeff marched me across the backyard, nude for the world to see my rigid cock pointing skyward. Well, if not the world, Mrs. Soarer at least. As we approached the house, Jeff waved and said hello. Looking down Mrs. Soarer called out to us, "Good afternoon Jeffrey, bicha boy." My heart sunk with her knowing I was nothing more than her sons' 'fag' boy.
"Good afternoon Mrs. Soarer," I croaked out.
Dean and Dale were waiting by the basement backdoor for us, both with huge smiles on their faces. "Well, well, well. What do we have here? Jeff is bringing us our bicha already unwrapped and ready to go," Dean laughed at my nude body and aching hard-on with Dale following suit.
"Did you and Matt use his mouth yet?" Dale asked.
"Twice. In his backyard. He was so excited to see us he even answered the door without clothes."
"Really?" Dean questioned. "Maybe that's another rule for you, always answer the door bare assed." The three laughed hysterically. "Of course, only when you're home alone," he clarified.
"Better let him wear a bath towel and have it fall off. That way it'll look more like an "accident," Dale altered his brother's instructions. Great, another Rule to embarrass me.
The four of us headed into the bedroom/lounge. Phew, I wouldn't have to suck them off outside and in front of Mrs. Soarer I thought. Dean called me over to stand in front of him and asked, "Did you disobey me by wearing briefs to school today?"
"Yes, but Jeff alrea..." BAM a fist to the nuts.
"Jeff what?" Dean queried.
"He already gave me my punishment punches," I somehow managed to squeak out.
"Did Not. What a liar. That's Dean's job," Jeff now lied through his teeth.
"Mmm. Lying too. Not good bicha. Put your hands behind your head." I really hated doing this as it had the effect of pushing out my junk for a better target. SMASH. Doubling over I fought back tears as my balls had taken another vicious whack. My erection faded fast.
"Jeff, I think you should give bicha boy two shots for calling you a liar."
"No, please," I begged uselessly.
"Back into position bicha boy," Jeff sneered at me. He was loving every second of this. "Hold onto the overhead beam and DON'T let go."
"Wait. Let's make sure you hit your intended target," Dean said as he lifted my wilted dick out of the way. I barely had my hands on the support beam when Jeff delivered left-right rapid fired punches to my unprotected boy bag. I was surely going to have crushed nuts by the time this afternoon was over. Real tears streamed down my face as my fingers dug into the wooden cross beam.
"My turn. That looks like fun," Dale said excitedly as he took position.
"No, plea..." Was all I got out as Dale uncharacteristically pounded his fists into my balls. I think I may have been falling after the first one since I don't remember the second one. That or I passed out for a moment or two. I ended up a crumpled mess on the floor rolling around grasping myself in an attempt to ease the pain.
"Come on bicha. Get up and do what you do best. Start sucking," Dean commanded.
Getting to my knees was difficult but I managed. Jeff said it was a shame he had to leave, but he had to get home. It seems all the chores had to be done before the Archer parents got home or both boys would pay the price, then Matt would surely kill Jeff for getting them both in trouble.
My boner returned as I began sucking Dean's dick. Dean commented that he loved the facial I had received and was going to add to it. He told me I couldn't wash them off until I went to bed unless my parents specifically told me to wash my dirty face. He sprayed his load on my lips and chin adding to Matt's loads, laughing as he did so. "Do the same bro," Dean told Dale as he headed to the bathroom after finishing with me.
When Dean was out of ear shot I dared asked, at the risk of more ball punches, why Dale nailed me in the nuts.
"Cause I can't go too easy on you in front of Dean. He'll think I'm weak. So every now and then I've got to show him I enjoy torturing you too. I'd be happy with just the sex but he gets a real thrill out of the humiliation and pain. But sometimes it's just fun too. Sorry," he replied as he looked over his shoulder to see where Dean was. Then he leaned in and whispered, "sometimes I'm a little scared of him too. But I can mostly control him, especially if he think I like all his shit."
WOW. First, I noted he said 'sex' not blowjobs. Second, What an admission. This just made me want to please Dale all the more. He was going to get the best blowjob ever. So I began making love to his cock. Unfortunately it was short lived as Dale began a face fuck when Dean returned with two large glasses of water. I knew the pounding I was receiving was merely a show which made me want to worship Dale all the more. Soon his sperm would also be splashed across my face and dripping down my nose.
The boys chugged their water while resting on the sofa. I was not permitted on the furniture unless instructed. I asked for some water too but was told I'd have plenty to drink in a while. I didn't know what that meant at the time, but I wished I had never asked.
The second blowjobs I gave them were pretty standard. What am I saying? How is it in a week's time I can categorize cocksucking as standard. Is this my new normal? Sadly, it is. Or maybe gladly it is. Truth be told, more glad than sad. I certainly loved the cocksucking part. The humiliations were indeed embarrassing but always seems to make me get excited enough to give me a boner. How confusing is all this?
Dean and Dale drank another full glass of water while I blew the other brother off. They are really going to have to piss I thought. Oh No, piss! I'm going to to have 'plenty to drink' Dean told me earlier. No, they wouldn't would they?
After I swallowed Dale's second load, neither gave me a facial this time, I was ordered outside. "Let's head out to the deck where we have more room," Dean suggested. Minutes later I'm sitting naked (they both had gotten dressed) in the exact spot where Mrs. S. had taken in her laundry from the clothesline. "Give me your hands bicha," Dean ordered. He produced some rope and tied my wrists together over my head to the deck railing. "There, that should do nicely," he praised his handiwork.
Here it comes, I thought. A golden shower I could handle. Please don't make me drink any pee. Dean and Dale stood over me holding their dicks. It was educational to watch uncut boys pee. Dale skinned back his dick. Dean of course did not. He loved saving his smegma for me to lick off. Disgusting!
I no sooner had processed that information when they both starting pissing on me within seconds of each other. Dean aimed first at my genitals then up around my chest toward my face. Dale concentrated his exclusively on my junk and butt hole as I was told to bring my legs up.
Then it stopped. Both boys held the tip of their dicks and cut off the stream of golden liquid. Much to my horror but not surprise, I had to tilt my head back and open my mouth. After eight ball punches thus far I obeyed without protest which did earn me praise from Dean, "Nice. Good to see you're finally learning to take orders without questions. Good Bicha."
A half a second later my mouth was filling up with pee as Dean and Dale released their pent up urine stream. The force splashed across my face before they hit their mark. Now regardless of what you may have read, it is impossible to swallow with your mouth open and your head tilted back without choking. Soon my mouth was overflowing with wastewater dribbling down my chin and torso running into my crotch.
Dean finished first and told Dale not to shake off. When both were done, Dean directed me to close my mouth and look at them. I was now sitting naked outside, hands tied above my head, covered in piss, holding a mouthful of pee waiting instructions.
"Bicha, this is a test. Hold our piss in your mouth and get a good taste," Dean sneered at me. Looking me directly in the eyes he told me, "Now swirl it around your mouth. Really enjoy the flavor. Ok, now swallow. Don't spit any out or puke. You'll be sorry if you do."
With a grimace on my face I followed his commands. Holding the pee in my mouth wasn't as bad as I thought. It was kinda like luke warm tea. Swishing it around brought the foul liquid to all my tastebuds. Swallowing was the worst. Just knowing what I had done made me want to throw up, but I resolved not to or suffer the consequences.
Looking back at the Soarers they couldn't contain their laughter. "Awesome, bro. He did it like a champ," Dale said.
"No, like a real honest to goodness bicha fag boy," Dean replied. "Stick out your tongue." He followed Dale as they shook the last pee drops into my mouth laughing together at my situation.
Just then a car pulled into their driveway. I squirmed in a futile effort to free myself. Dale looked around the corner of the house and reported back to us that his uncle had stopped over. I did not want to be seem by anymore members of this family but was tied too tightly to escape.
What Dale did not tell us was who was with his uncle. A few minutes later the kitchen door to the deck opened and out walked Mrs. S. with her brother, Uncle Theo and his three kids. Holy fuck!
The oldest boy looked like he was 14-15 years old, the younger boy about 10. It was embarrassing enough for the two of them to see me like this, but the worst was their sister. A girl about 12 years old was seeing me totally naked. Not that that hadn't happened before, but this time I'm tied up and covered in pee. How utterly humiliating.
Do I even need to tell you what happened next? I had been partially erect during my "golden" showers. The embarrassment in front of four strangers had the predicted effect, I was rock solid hard.
"Boys, your uncle and cousins stopped by," Mrs. Soarer said, unaffected by my condition.
After greetings were exchanged, Uncle Theo asked, "So boys, Is this here your new bicha?"
"Yes Uncle Theo," Dean replied so politely.
Giving me the once over, Uncle Theo said, "Well, it looks like a good one. Enjoy it."
"Boys, entertain your cousins for a bit while Theo and I discuss some family matters." Then Mrs. S. and Uncle Theo retreated back into the house leaving the five cousins staring down at me. No introductions were made so I never learned their names, so I'll just call them Boy14, Girl12, and Boy10.
Boy10 asked, "Wow. I can't wait until I have my own bicha. What does it do?" Apparently having your own bicha was a family thing. At least in this family. Who knew?
"Nasty boy things, " Girl12 answered her brother.
"Yup. I can use some nasty stuff right now," Boy14 said walking over to me. "Can I?" He asked Dean and Dale.
"Sure, help yourself," Dean told him.
"Have you fucked it yet?"
"No, not yet. But soon. Real soon."
"What? Why not?"
Dean gathered everybody in a small circle and spoke too quietly for me to hear his answer.
"Really!?" Boy14 exclaimed. "I haven't even done that to mine and it's been 2 1/2 years." Whatever Dean's evil plan was, it didn't sound all that promising for me. If that wasn't troubling enough, the fact that Boy14 had had his bicha for 2 1/2 years worried me even more. Would I ever be out from under Dean's control.
"It's too bad we can't fuck it now. I bet it's nice and tight." Boy14 then stuck his middle finger in his mouth coating it with spit. Squatting down in front of me he pushed my legs apart and wormed his fuck finger in my asshole. "Yes, nice and tight. You're going to be enjoy it. Let me know when I can have a turn," he said to Dean who happily agreed. Boy14 proceeded to finger fuck me for several minutes hitting my love button causing me to moan out, which drew laughter from all five cousins.
Pulling his finger out he quickly shoved it in my mouth. Gross I thought but was in no position to do anything about it. This would be my first experience with ass-to-mouth as Dean would eventually inform me, only with bigger objects.
"See, I told you. Nasty things," Girl12 told Boy10.
"Can we wash off the pee? I don't want to get covered in your piss," Boy14 asked.
"Sure. Let's go down in the yard, " Dale said before Dean could object. A trade off at best. I'd get the pee off of me but have to endure another punishing spray with the hose at my stuff and worse yet, asshole. Moments later Dean used the gentle spray (thankfully) to rinse my face and upper body. I opened my eyes long enough to see him adjust the nozzle on the hose.
A powerful jet of water was now aimed right for my dick, which was still hard. WTF? As the water hit my dickhead it would swing from side to side giving much amusement to the cousins. Tiring quickly of this, Dean lowered the spray. The force was far stronger than the shower head and I was squirming around as my balls were pounded. Dean told me to be still and put my hands behind my head.
Boy10 asked for a turn and was like a kid in a candy store. He nailed my balls repeatedly with the pounding water jets. It was excruciating. I don't know what it is called inside my sack, but a certain spot on my nuts caused considerable pain when it was hit with the jets of water.
Girl12 wanted a try and took the hose from her younger brother. She adjusted the nozzle and bombarded my balls with pin like streams of water which felt far worse for far too long in my opinion. Not that I was asked. Turning the hose back to powerful jet spray she had me turn around and bend over now directing the water at my exposed hole. I couldn't believe a girl was seeing my most private part. I felt as if she was shooting the water out of a fire hose. Some was going up my butthole for sure. What a way to get an enema I thought. I'll be shitting this out for awhile.
"Don't forget the underside of Bicha's balls," Dean told her.
"Ohhh, let me. Please," Boy10 begged his sister. Without any fuss she handed him back the hose. The little monster destroyed my nuts from the bottom this time. I was squirming around so much Dean told me "to stand still OR ELSE."
Getting impatient, Boy14 told his brother to stop as he approached me. "Display," he commanded. Obviously knowing how to treat a bicha. I dropped to me knees and put my hands on top of my head. Boy14 wasn't embarrassed to pull his shorts and briefs to his knees in front of everyone, including his sister. Seconds later his uncut shaft is stabbing my tonsils as I'm choking on his Portuguese sausage. Chorizo he called it.
A rapid face fucking by an unknown 14 year old boy in front of his siblings and the Soarer boys ensued. Despite, or because of my humiliation, my boner stuck out for them all to ridicule. Boy10 commented, "Gosh, look it still has a hard wiener," causing laughter all around. Boy14 lasted less than 5 minutes though he produced a significant amount of cum, a good percentage spilling out the corners of my mouth.
"You gotta teach bicha to swallow better," he said as he pulled his cock from my lips then wiping his dick off on my cheek before he tucked himself back in his shorts.
"I will," Dean replied.
"Me next," Boy10 excitedly said. Practically shoving his entire genitals down my throat, he emulated his brother's actions and slammed into me over and over. Holding onto my ears and hair in a death grip Boy10 had his dry orgasm and pulled out when it became too sensitive. "Oh my god, that was fantastic. Thanks Dean. Thanks Dale."
Despite having done all the work, I never got thanked. I locked eyes with Girl12 for only a moment too embarrassed that a girl had witnessed my cocksucking.
Just then, Mrs. Soarer opened the back door and called out to us, "Are you boys finished showing off bicha? Uncle Theo has got to leave now." The cousins all said bye to each other, and I heard Boy14 tell Dale and Dean he couldn't wait "to fuck it's hole." They promised he would as they waived goodbye.
"Alright bicha. You look good with our cousin's cum on your face. Leave it," Dean said. "You can go now. But naked, your shorts stay here."
I was running across my back yard, boner swaying, a minute later. I didn't know if Marla and Donny were still home and wasn't worried about them. I had to get dressed before my mother got home from work. I came to a screeching halt when I rounded the corner of the garage and saw my mom's car parked there.
To Be Continued...
Author's Note: What is poor Jamie to do? Can he get in the house without being seen by his mom? And where are Marla and Donny?
I have a nice photo of Jamie getting his "drink" which inspired a portion of this chapter for those who would like to see it.
We're getting closer and closer to the day Jamie loses his anal virginity, hang in there for chapter 24. I think it is worth the wait.