High School Cumdump
By Alex Wellens
Hey Everyone! Thanks for your questions and suggestions! I won't be able to incorporate all the ideas you've been suggesting, but I'll try to add them as organically as possible. There will be more chapters coming along, so don't worry! Also, in the next few chapters, we will be fast forwarding to Alex as a 16-year-old (where the story was initially supposed to start).
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RECAP: So far, Alex has been hooking up with his friend Devin for the last six months. He recently started having sex with Nick and Colin, from his Boy Scout troop. We left off Saturday morning of the campout, where Colin and Nick started using Alex as their cumdump.
"Ugh, ugh! Yeah, fuck me!" I moaned, as I was being plowed from behind. I was bent over a small boulder in the middle of the woods, my pants around my ankles. Nick was thrusting his dick into my ass as he applied pressure to my neck, pushing my face into the rough surface of the rock.
"I love fucking your tight pussy," Nick said in a husky voice. His pace was speeding up, and the thrusts got deeper. He was determined to bury his cock in my tight boy hole. "Why can't chicks give it up this easy?" He asked.
"I don't know, sir. I fucking love it!" I gasped.
Nick laughed and started pistoning his cock in and out of me at an alarming speed. I wouldn't have been surprised had my ass started smoking. We had snuck off into the woods twenty minutes earlier during the siesta period, after lunch. As soon as we found a spot far enough away from everyone, I was on my knees sucking Nick's dick. After a few minutes he grabbed me by my armpits and guided me over to the boulder, bending me over and pulling down my pants. Seconds later Nick's hard, wet cock was sliding into my tight teen hole.
Nick was lasting longer than he had been since we started having sex. He had been fucking my ass for a good ten minutes with no sign of an approaching orgasm. Maybe, the fact that I had already drained his balls three times in 24 hours had attributed to his sudden stamina. I didn't mind the constant assault on my already raw hole. In fact, I was relishing every thrust, as Nick's cock brushed against my sweet spot.
"God damn, dude, you were born to take cock."
I managed to lift my face off the boulder and look back at the kid dominating my twink ass. Nick's hot, defined face was contorted in lustful concentration. It appeared the only thought on his mind was thrusting his hard cock in and out of my ass as many times per second as possible. I was there for his pleasure, and he was going to get as much out of me as he possibly could.
Suddenly, we heard a voice. "What the fuck!"
Nick pulled his cock out of me and turned around. I stood up and looked over to see Joe standing 20 feet away, a look of disgusted surprise on his face. Nick and I quickly looked at each other with fear in our eyes, then back to Joe.
"Are you two fucking!?!" Joe asked loudly. He started walking towards us quickly.
"Dude, chill. We can explain," Nick pleaded. He started pulling his pants up and stuffing his rapidly softening dick back into his underwear.
I remained standing there in shock, managing only to cover my crotch with my hands. Joe looked at me as if I was covered from head to toe in cum. "So, you two are fags?"
"No! Just Alex!" Nick exclaimed. "I mean he's gay. He just let's me fuck him whenever I'm horny."
"That's really fucking gay, man." Joe had no interest in differentiating Nick's actions from mine. "Alex, pull your fucking pants up, dude!"
Snapping out of my stupor, I quickly reached down and pulled my pants back up. I sheepishly looked back down at Joe's feet, not able to make eye contact. "Are you gonna tell anyone?" I asked Joe, trying to keep an even voice.
Joe thought it over for a few seconds before responding. "I SHOULD tell Mr. Bash..., but I'm not a dick."
Nick and I both gave sighs of relief at Joe's words. I finally looked into Joe's eyes and asked, "So, you want in on this?"
"Fuck, no! I'm not a fag, dude!"
"Neither am I," Nick interjected. "But he's got a hot mouth and tight ass, man." Nick flashed me a smile and winked. His fear seemed to have had completely disappeared as soon ask Joe said he wouldn't rat us out.
Joe wrinkled his cute face at what Nick said. "I get enough pussy. I don't need a fag all up on my dick. I won't tell anyone as long as you two keep me out of this shit." He started to turn back the way he came, then added, "Hurry up before anyone else finds you." A slight smile crept across his face as he turned and began walking back to the camp site.
"Shit, that was close!" Nick let out, loudly. "I thought for sure he'd rat us out."
"Yeah, we've really gotta be more careful. That's the second person to catch us this weekend. Maybe we should wait `til we get home..."
"Hell nah," Nick retorted. "I'm getting in this ass as much as I can while I have you this close. Besides, it's kinda hot knowing we could be caught again." He gave me a devilish look. "Bend over, bitch."
I did as instructed and pulled my pants down as I leaned over the boulder again. I felt Nick's semi hard dick rubbing between my ass cheeks. I heard him spit and felt the slick, natural lube against my hole. I was still loose, so I had no problem when Nick slid his entire cock back in my ass. I moaned when his dick head pressed my button. "Hurry up," I told him.
WHACK! I was caught off guard as I felt Nick's hand slap my face. It wasn't hard enough to cause any lasting pain, but it was enough to sting for a few seconds. "Don't tell me what to do, bitch." Nick let out through his teeth, as he started long-dicking me.
I wasn't thrilled with being hit, but it did turn me on a little. I just hoped Nick wouldn't take it any further than that. The stinging feeling on the right side of my face subsided as I concentrated on Nick's cock sliding in and out of my boy pussy. He was getting rough.
"You want my cum, faggot?" He pounded me faster. "I'm gonna bust soon, right in your bitch ass." His breathed fast through gritted teeth.
"Ugh, yessssssss! I want your cum in me, sir! I love walking around with cum deep in my ass!" Dirty talk turned Nick on as much as it did me. I knew it would bring him to the edge.
"Mother fucker! Take my load, slut!" Nick slowed down and pushed his cock deep between my cheeks. "Ugh, ugh, ugh!" He grunted with each spasm of his dick.
I could feel his swollen cock unloading in my ass. It felt so good to have Nick cumming in me. "Yeah, dump your load in me! Give me your cum!"
Nick gave a few last thrusts before pulling his cock from my hole. The big load of cum he had just deposited in my ass started to leak out. All the poundings I'd been getting over the last two days had made my hole loose, making it harder to hold in the guys' loads.
Nick breathed heavily for a minute before speaking again. "Sorry about the slap. Kinda just happened. Didn't mean to hurt you," he said, sheepishly.
"It's alright. Just try not to hit like that again. If you wanna, you can spank my ass next time." I smiled at him. My face was a little numb from Nick's slap and from rubbing against the boulder for 15 minutes straight. However, it wasn't anything that would last for long.
"Deal," Nick said, excitedly.
He pulled up his pants and I went behind a tree to squeeze out his load. When I was done I made myself presentable and met back up with Nick. We gave each other a once-over, then started walking back toward the campsite. Five minutes later, we crossed into the clearing where all the tents were set up. As we walked over to the dining tent we passed Joe laying in his hammock.
"You two have fun?" He snarked.
"Hell yeah," Nick responded. "Seriously, you should try it sometime."
"No fucking way," Joe laughed at us. "I don't care what you guys do. Just don't let me see it ever again."
Nick and I shrugged our shoulders and continued on our way to where a few of the guys were hanging out under the dining tent. Some of the older boys were playing a fast-paced card game, letting the younger guys watch from the sidelines. The two of us sat down next to Matt, who was concentrating intently on slapping the cards when the right pattern came up. His long fingers were usually the first to slap the piling cards and claim the stack.
Matt finally won the game when he had collected all the cards in the deck. Now that his attention wasn't focused on the game, he spotted me sitting next to him. He grinned and asked, "What's up, Alex? Having a good day?"
"Yeah, a REALLY good day." I emphasized, giving him a wicked grin. "It got a little busy today, but I got through it."
"I bet. You should go take a rest before we start our next activity."
I figured Matt was telling me to go to my tent and wait for him to show up. "Good idea, I could use a break." I got up and left the dining tarp, making my way to my tent. When I reached my destination, I kicked off my boots and crawled into the tent. I laid there for five minutes before the flap opened and Matt peaked inside. He crawled in and laid down on Colin's sleeping bag.
"My feet are sore from walking around to the stations all day. Wanna give me a foot rub?" It was a request, rather than a command – something I hadn't been expecting from the older boy.
"Yeah, sure!" I scooted over to where his feet were resting on the floor of the tent. He was still wearing his sneakers, so I lifted his legs and pulled them off. Immediately, the smell of teen jock feet hit my nostrils. It turned me on as much as smelling his crotch did earlier. He was wearing black Nike crew socks, just like the ones Nick wore. Matt's running pants stopped just above his ankles, giving me plenty of access to his feet.
I gently lowered his large feet into my lap. "You're feet are huge! What size shoe do you wear?" I asked in astonishment.
"Size 13," he responded. "We've only got, like, a half hour left of siesta. Can you start massaging already?"
"Yup!" I grabbed his left foot and start kneading my thumbs against his sole. Matt let out a contented sigh as I started massaging his foot. I could feel the moisture of a day's worth of sweat from walking all around the campground. The smell of his feet was a sweet musky scent, rather than an off-putting smell. It was making me incredibly hard. I knew he could feel my hard-on pressing against his right foot, resting in my lap.
He started rubbing my boner through my pants with his right foot, as I continued to rub his left. I heard a few cracks as I applied pressure to my massaging fingers. Matt moaned as the tension was relieved from his foot. He started wiggling his toes as I rubbed the arch of his foot, and more cracks were heard.
"Do the other one now," Matt quietly told me. He had his eyes closed and his hands clasped together on his tight belly.
I lowered his left foot and picked up his right one. As I started massaging the other foot, I noticed a bulge in Matt's sweatpants. I gave this foot the same treatment as the other, eliciting more sighs of relief from Matt.
"Take my sock off."
I did as he instructed and pulled the sock off his long foot.
"Lick my toes," he told me. His eyes were still closed.
I hesitated for a moment. At first, the thought of putting his sweaty toes in my mouth seemed gross. Then, I caught another whiff of his musk, and all trepidation left my mind. I lowered my mouth and stuck my out my tongue. I began licking Matt's big toe, deciding the taste of sweat wasn't nearly as gross as I'd thought it'd be. Matt moaned and started rubbing the bulge in his pants. I quickly moved on to the other toes, licking between them and sucking them between my lips.
Matt reached into his sweats and pulled out his hard dick. It looked as big as it did when I was sucking it that morning. Eyes still closed, he began stroking his cock.
Now unbelievably turned on, I enthusiastically sucked on each toe as if it was a tiny dick. My tongue slid between his toes as I slurped the sweat and musk off them. Matt's other foot continued to rub against my hard-on in my pants. I hadn't cum since the night before, and all the sex I'd had that day had me pent up.
Matt was furiously beating his big meat while I licked all over his size 13 foot. The entire time we were at it he hadn't opened his eyes. His brows were furrowed as he increased his stroking. His mouth opened in a look of ecstasy, as he let out a moan.
I swallowed his big toe and swirled my tongue around it as Matt got closer to orgasm. He hunched forward and quickly pulled up his shirt just as the first shot of jizz squirt from his swollen cock head. "Ughhhhhhhhhhh!" Matt moaned, as he continued to stroke his pulsating cock. He shot six large loads before his balls were spent. He let go of his cock and crashed back to the ground.
I removed his foot from my lips and placed it back in my lap. I was so fucking horny, and I needed to cum badly. I got on my knees, letting his feet fall to the ground. Looking down at the bulge in my pants I saw a large wet spot. I quickly unzipped my jeans, pulled out my hard cock, and began stroking. Being so focused on having my orgasm, I hadn't even thought of where I was going to shoot my load. Without thinking it through, I picked up Matt's sock and held it against my cock head as I reached the point of no return.
"Mhmmmmm, yeahhhhh..." I moaned, as I came all of the sweaty sock. I pumped my dick hard as I unloaded my pent-up cum. Within seconds I was spent. I was breathing heavily, still kneeling on the ground in the wake of my massive orgasm.
"Dude, seriously?" Matt asked with annoyance.
I opened my eyes and looked at him. He looked grossed out, and a moment later I realized why. "Shit, I'm sorry. I wasn't thinking. I didn't wanna get jizz all over our stuff, so I picked up the closest thing..." I held up the cum-covered sock.
"Whatever. I'll just throw it in with my dirty clothes later." He leaned forward and pulled off the other sock. Before I could protest, he started wiping up the cum puddled on his belly with the other sock. He saw the look on my face and grinned. "Sorry, guess I should've asked if you wanted to lick it up."
I shrugged my shoulders and decided to wipe the remaining cum off my dick with the sock in my hand. "Where do you want these?"
"Gimme," he said. He grabbed the sock from my hand and rolled it up with the other. He slid his sneakers onto his bare feet and crawled to the tent flap. Looking back, he said, "Thanks. Now let's get back out there."
We got out of the tent and stretched now that we weren't hunched over uncomfortably anymore. I saw Joe still swinging in his hammock across the site. He stared back at and shook his head in disbelief when he saw Matt next to me. I smiled, and he just rolled his eyes and leaned back into the hammock.
`Somehow I've gotta get Joe to join the party', I thought to myself.