High School in the Neighborhood Part 12 Copyright 2011, All Rights Reserved by Ryan
All I could think about was Jimmy at the shed yesterday. A pretty boy with a big dick and horned out like there was no tomorrow. I don't know which I liked more, sucking him or the twins. Or maybe both...they were different. Jimmy was a stud, a hard and sexy stud. The twins were sweet, full of deep passion and gallons of boy juice to be harvested from their rods.
It was Saturday, so I went to the shed in the early afternoon to see what was going on. I opened the covering on the hole without flipping the switch so I could look things over before I invited someone to come to my hole to dump their load.
I saw about half-dozen guys on the field tossing a football around. None of them looked familiar. No twins, no Jimmy, but eye candy none the less. There was a kid that looked to be 15 or 16 that had to be 6'4" or taller. He had no shirt on and was more muscled than you would expect on a tall skinny kid. His shorts showed evidence of ample boy parts and his legs looked to be glistening with sweat and a down of soft hair matted with the wetness.
I reached over and flipped the switch and watched as one of the boys pointed over to the shed and started to talk to the others. They stopped tossing the football and huddled up to discuss this new opportunity to enhance their afternoon. They talked for a few minutes, so either they were bashful or they were deciding how they were going to take turns at the hole. Finally the pow-wow broke up and all six of the boys started to move toward the shed.
This was different. The most that had ever come into the area of the shed was three, so six was a little troubling. Well, let's see what happens I thought to myself as I watched six new boys walk over to the overhang. As they got there, the tall kid I was scoping out pushed the youngest and smallest of the boys toward the opening and he stepped up to the wall. I could tell that he was nervous, and I am sure that having five of his buddies watching was making it worse. What I could also tell was that the little guy was horned up and was tenting his shorts heavily. I could not see around him to the others, so I did not know if this was a unanimous thought.
I reached out and touched the front of his shorts and he jumped like he was shot, which drew a giggle or two from the others before I heard a deeper voice tell them to shut up and let him do it. I continued to rub his dick, which was on the small side, but was certainly as hard as a steel rod. I pulled his shorts down and his dick was pushing the front of his white jockey shorts to the limit. I pulled them down and his four inch thin dick slapped his stomach as it broke free from the restraints of the cloth that had confined it.
Just a smattering of wispy hair graced his pubes and a healthy set of hairless boy balls. His dick was bobbing up and down. This kid was excited. I reached out with my tongue and licked the end of his cute dick. It twitched more and a drop of nectar leaked from the end. It was sweet, in only a way boy juices could be.
I took his dick in my mouth and swallowed it to his pubes. I could feel him come up on his toes as his dick hardened even more and started to blast cum into my mouth. He had cum with one move of my mouth on his dick. His first sexual experience I would guess and I was honored to be the source of his release and excitement.
I continued to suck for a minute to make sure I got all of his first load, until it obviously got sensitive and he pulled his little dick from my mouth. He pulled up his underwear and shorts and backed away from the hole. I could see his buddies slapping him on the back, and the tall kid put his arm around him and hugged him as he smiled big. Obviously the little kid must be his brother or a real good friend, cause he was as happy that the boy popped a nut as the boy was. I heard him ask "Did it feel good?"
"Oh my God yeah" the little guy responded to which the entire group laughed.
"I'm next" one of the boys said and four of them followed in short order, stepping up, pulling the shorts down and sticking their hard dicks through the hole to be worked on. I accommodated each one of them and brought each of them to their own hard orgasm and that boy juice that tasted different from each one, but pleasing to the last one.
Soon the last of the boys pulled away and the only one who had not been to the hole was the tall kid. The first kid who had gotten off said "Mark, it's your turn now."
Mark did not say anything, but walked to the hole in the shed wall and stood with his tented shorts pushed against the wall. I reached up and grabbed his dick and confirmed that he did indeed have adequate boy parts. This kid had a very hard, very thick seven or eight inches pushing his shorts into the hole.
I had to see it, so I reached up and pulled his shorts and underwear (bright red boxer briefs that were having trouble holding his tool). His dick popped straight up and was standing proud, almost to his belly button. I took hold of it and pulled it straight down so that it was pointing at my face. Simply beautiful.
Nice walnut sized balls with a smooth, hairless sack hanging below his dick, set off the full bush that guarded the top of his dick. This kid was thick...almost flashlight thick. It was not the longest dick I had seen, but it certainly was the thickest. A small drop of juice was forming at the end and I had to reach out with my tongue to lick if off. As I did he pushed his dick deeper into the hole, quietly begging me to suck his dick. Who was I to disappoint.
I started to move my lips over the head of his dick and down the thick shaft and surprised myself when the crotch hair brushed against my lips. I mentally congratulated myself on being able to take this thick monster to the root. I held his dick in my mouth, feeling it throb and twitch as I ran my tongue over the vein on the underside of his tool.
As I started to pull back slowly, I could feel the pressure against the wall as he tried to keep his dick buried in my mouth. When I got to the sensitive underside of the flare of his dick head, he started to move his hips back and forth, slowly fucking my mouth. I moved back down on the shaft and let him do the work. The kid was a natural and had a smooth fucking motion in and out of my mouth. Not ragged and hard like Jimmy, but smooth and sexy, fucking my mouth like he was an artist.
I just held my mouth still and allowed him to fuck gently into me with his fucking motions. I could imagine the guys behind him watching getting hard just watching his ass move back and forth into the wall, the hole and me. As he continued I started to use my tongue to increase the sensations as he moved in and out. Mark responded with a moan and pushed deep into my mouth and starting to pump his cum down my throat with a stream force that belied his gentle fucking motion.
I swallowed hard around his dick and this seemed to make it even better for him as he shot rope after rope of juice into my mouth and throat. He tasted sweet, having that special boy taste I had come to love this summer. I swallowed each offering he delivered into me, not wanting to waste a single drop. He shot for what seemed like a long time, but was probably only a few seconds.
I continued to suck lightly on his dick until he was done and until his dick started to soften a bit from its steel hardness a minute before. He finally started to pull his dick out of my mouth and stepped away a bit from the hole. I watched him pull his shorts up as he stepped back another step.
"Thanks man...that was fucking awesome" he said as he finished pulling up his shorts. Each of the other boys echoed his grateful sentiments, which was a first for the summer and really made me feel good as I watched them pick up the football and walk back out to the field. They stood and talked for a minute and then broke up into groups and started to leave. Apparently, a blow job was the final act of this session on the field.
As I thought, the little guy who went first walked off with the big kid Mark. It was touching to watch as Mark laid his arm across the shoulders of the kid and kind of pull him to his body for a second before patting him on the back and looking down and him to smile widely as the two of them talked walking off the field.
Thanks for reading. Hope you enjoyed. Other stories, including parts 1 through 11 of this story, are listed in the author section under RYAN. Author can be reached at ryan862134@aol.com and comments are welcome.