Disclaimer: If you are not yet 18 years of age or if it is illegal to read materials of this kind where you live, then please stop now. This story contains descriptions of sexual activity between teenage boys. The acts are consensual and are a result of their love or lust for one another. Please write: jarrod749@aol.com. I would love to hear if you like my story. JARROD. Chapter 14.
Jarrod said, "So.....what then?"
"Kip, well, he just, uh, likes......dick....I think. Any dick," Ky said.
"Whew!" Jar said. "I would never have thought that....ever! We played on his toy first. He never did anything. Anything! Whut if we fucked'im up?"
"Give it up, you dick. You're the oldest, a rompin', stompin', four-fuckin'-teen! We sucked, fucked, and we all liked it. If he want's more.....no problem. We didn't DO anything!"
Jarrod nodded, "Yeah...you're right, but I can't help wondering, ya know?"
Chapter 14. Boy'sploration
Just then, the bus pulled up and Jarrod, Kyle and a mob of kids piled in, pushing, shoving, mouthin' at each other. Remember those first minutes out of jail....school. They didn't have much to talk about on the way, but when they got off, it was at Kyle's house. "Comeon, Jar, let's fuck around here at my house today."
"Hey," Jarrod said, "let's get some cushions and take over the tree house this afternoon."
Wide-eyed, Kyle, said, "Hey, yeah! Let's do it!" and hauled ass to the garage, with Jarrod on the run after him. In literally seconds, they were out of breath, climbing the treehouse ladder.
Once inside, they threw down the cushions and plopped on 'em, toeing off their sneaks and pulling off their socks and shirts. Jarrod laid out with his head up on one hand. Kyle laid down with his head across and on Jar's belly, hand folded over his own stomach. "You fucked me soooo nice in Geography this afternoon. I just love when you fuck me, Jarrod. Your cock sends zingers through my whole body and they all come out my dick."
Ha! They both laughed, as Jarrod ruffed his bud's head and hair, while Kyle's hand sought Jarrod's peter up his shorts leg, as he rolled on his side, facing the boy's feet.
Kyle said, "Jarrod, I think I want to 'splore you today."
"Huh?"
"Yeah. I want to 'splore your naked. Toes to nose, and moles to holes. Will you let me?"
"Let you? I ain't got no fuckin' idea whutchur talkin' 'bout. But, have at it. My holes are all yours......toes, too."
Kyle crinkled up his nose, freckles and dimples, like he does, smiled, got up to his knees, offering a hand to his best friend. Jarrod came up onto his knees, and then they stood at Kyle's guidance. Kyle moved Jarrod over to the table...put the cushions on it and helped raise his bud up so he could get on top. Sitting at the table's edge, Jarrod said, "Now what?" a little confused and getting slightly impatient.
"Just move your tail up on the cushions, and lay down on your back, knees up." Jarrod did that. His feet touched bare table, but his back and butt lay on cushions. Kyle went about taking the boy's cargoes and boxers off....all the ways down his feet, and off to the floor. Now in the bright light of afternoon, up in the treehouse, Kyle saw his buddy's naked in a whole new light, so to speak. All of him. He was beautiful. He loved him.....if he knew what that was. Just staring, he actually blanked for a moment admiring his blond brushcut boyfriend's perfect teen body. Jarrod was getting antsy now, and was about to yell at Kyle, then he saw that look. He saw that face on Kyle every time he fucked his pal. If Jarrod was capable of understanding, he'd have said something like, "God, I'd pay to have my beautiful friend look at me like that."
Then, as if in a trance, Ky moved toward the table and lay his hands on Jarrod, sending shivers over and through the boy, up to his nipples, and down to his toes. His cock steeled, and snapped right up to lay on his tummy. Kyle's hands ran little circles over his stomach, chest, crotch, legs, feet, and then he pecked kisses on each boy toe.
Moving up to his head, Kyle pressed his nose and face into Jarrod's all-boy, blond brush. Lips kissing down to the back of his neck, he 'chilled' Jarrod when he licked from his neck up into his hair. With his fingers drizzling in and through and around Jarrod's head, and hair, his tongue back on his neck again, Ky lashed up through Jarrod's hairs again right up behind both ears, pulling the ear each time, completely into his mouth for a total licking, while tonguing inside each. Jarrod was losing control, and had started into rubbing his boy meat. Kyle was crossed as to whether he wanted to slow him down, or see how many times he could drain him, so he let him continue to 'play'.
Now from the back of Jar's head, Kyle leaned over licking at the boy's hairline down his forehead, and kissed his eyes, his nose, which he closed his mouth over, then kissed him deeply. His tongue dueled with, then stilled against Jarrod's, and sucked. Jarrod was really pumping now, and his bubble butt was rising up and down off the cushions.
Kyle released Jarrod's tongue and lips, and now he pulled his two arms up behind Jarrod's head, running his palms from the boy's armpits out to his upper arms, forearms, and wrists, holding his friend's hands in his own. Now Kyle was challenging his own control, as he took the fingers of his best buddy's right hand, and sucked them into his mouth, and licked......and sucked.....and sucked......and......then, standing back, trembling, Kyle swapped hands, and took Jarrod's left hand, sucking in the fingers. Kyle was absently hunching against the edge of the table, and the top of Jarrod's head, as he proceeded to consume the young boy. Also absently, his own finge rs slid into Jarrod's mouth. Jarrod cooed, and he was a little faint, as he sucked his buddy's fingers. Kyle moved them very slowly in and out, in a tantalizing tongue dance.
Kyle's tongue lay kisses on Jarrod's wrists, before starting the long, lip and tongue trek to the boy's armpits. First bathing the elbow crease, and then resuming the slither to the pit, where he first licked straight through the few tiny hairs there. Then, an all consuming bath was administered to those boy pits like he had never enjoyed in his life. Crazed, Jarrod was back to beating his cock so hard, and butt flexing, he was pumping wildly into the cushions, his whole body stiffened, toes curling, feet curved into little half-moons, his belly arched up, and he wailed in a rising, strained, siren of ecstasy, shooting a tremendous stream of boy sperm right back over his head. Momentarily, Jarrod stayed in a beautiful naked boy arch before falling back to the cushions in a wheezing, gasping sigh of the ultimate pleasure. Kyle never missed a lick, and was continuing to rasp Jarrod's other buddy pit now. Spasming in aftercum, Jarrod was crazed in erotic pleasure torture and was beating his naked heels into the table top, with a steady drum beat, as Kyle incessantly, ate him alive!
"Huhh, huhh, huhh...oooom, ah, ahhhh, oh yeah, yeh, Ky, oh, killin' me, um, umphh." Jarrod was back to pumping his dick again, his other hand sliding easily over it lubed with his boy goo. Kyle was chewing his buddy's right nipple now, and tweaking the left. Jarrod started, to almost undulate, with his body rising and lowering in waves, God, it was beautiful. That teased, and nakedly perfect body was to jerk off to. That wasn't lost on Kyle, who rubbed himself constantly against the side of the table while he worked his best friend into a fuckin' frenzy. He now tracked his flat tongue up to Jar's neck and licked the Adam's apple feverishly, with Jarrod's head snapping side-to-side, whining from in his throat, and Kyle chewed on the apple now, twisting his nipples, the right, then the left, then back. He licked the boy's whole forehead, and then up into his hairline again.
Now he was down to his belly and licked every inch of chest and belly skin, down to where his pubes were beginning to forest. He matted the cock hairs with boy spit, till they were flat, like his own dark hair got under the shower. The glory in all he was licking now, was that it was flavored with all that cum his pal pumped over his body just before. He felt like he was getting the dessert before the meal.
He tongue-licked, and lip-sucked the whole of Jarrod's 5" boytool.....rock hard....still. Each time he got to the sensi-spot underneath, it jumped off his belly, and oozed some more goo from its pee hole. Without sucking it, Kyle just swiped the top of the helmet, by worming his tongue underneath, between Jarrod's belly and his cock. This both tickled the boy's belly, while stimulating his cock. Two equally intense sensations usually are too much for the brain to handle, but Jarrod was back to pumping his heels to the table in a rat-a-tat-tat, again.
Kyle was more than ready, and sucked his lifelong buddy's cock entirely into his mouth. Jarrod gulped, and gasped, in surprise, and bucked into Kyle's throat. Kyle pulled back, to let Jarrod's pretty boy dick slide tantalizingly over his tongue, over...and over...and...over. Kyle opened his button, and pulled down his zipper...a little butt wiggle, and his cargoes were around his ankles, as he moaned onto Jarrod's cock, and his tongue whipped over and around that boy tool. Jarrod was flexing upwards, hunching into his buddy's warm mouth, wanting more, and more pleasure, even as it was driving him crazy. In a frenzy, he grabbed Ky's whole head in both hands and humped up at the same time. The shockingly quick move, caught Kyle off guard and Jarrod sunk right into the kid's throat. Jarrod groaned his joy, "Ahhhhhowluooom. Oh, god, Kyle, eat me, god, eat meeee...please, puh-leeeeease, eeeeeat meeeeee!"
The youngster pumped and pumped off the cushions, arching and omigod, it's so beautiful!
Kyle was throat stuck! "Thhwuccckkkeeik!" he weezed, as he pulled off his bud's meat. He held it tight, and whipped it back and forth, and it wiggled like a tuning fork, shiny with boy spit, slick with oozing boy goo. Then, as he opened his mouth to swallow his boyfriend again, the building cum and spit in his mouth, just gobbed out over that boy cock, and trailed down to his pubes, as Jarrod's young dick, once again disappeared into Kyle's boy face.....and down his throat....again.
"Swallow me, Ky, swallow over me, please, please, ohhhhh, swallow on me....oh, buddy, oh my buddy, I'm, uh, uh oh, oh yeah, ung, umngh, ahhhhhhhhhhh. Cummmmiinnnggggg!!"
"Gulkk, glycck, gluckk," Kyle glugged over Jarrod's cockhead, deeply lodged in his throat. The poor fuckin' kid's eyes were bugged out, and tearing, but he just had to 'throat' his buddy. He had to throat him!
Jarrod was so wild, and uncontrolled he was beating Ky's back. He actually punched the kid's head once. His legs were flailing and beat the drum roll on the table top. He couldn't seem to hump up to pump his pal's throat, but he was wiggling all over those cushions, like those whipping cars at the amusement park....first this way...then that. His toes were spread, and every muscle was taught.
His cum shot like cannon balls down Kyle's throat. The pulsing and ever expanding cock tube in his throat had become so huge for Kyle, his eyes, blurred from tears, widened like saucers. He snorted air through his nose, and he was getting spit spray shooting from it as well.
At last, Kyle mercifully, freed his throat of the boy monster, and choking, coughing, and spitting, he was pulled to Jarrod by his buddy's hands around his head. Jar deeply kissed and sucked the boy's tongue into him......to thank his suck buddy for the greatest gift he'd given him in their short live s as best buds. Jarrod now went limp. Kyle was rock hard....and his steeled dick was bumping the table edge, and sometimes, even the piss slit lips stuck against it, pulled apart, and gave him immense pain, but even while flinching, he stayed with his mouth over his buddy's.
Recovered, Jarrod reached for Ky, "Comeon, bud, get naked....climb up here. You got half my body to eat yet, baby.
Kyle smiled dropped his boxers, then kicked them and his shorts off his feet. He stood up and took up a model's pose for Jarrod to enjoy his 'all naked', then moved to the foot of the table, grabbing Jarrod's right foot as he positioned himself to suck some boy nuts. He pulled the boy's crotch parts to him, sliding on the cushion, and licked Jarrod's balls.
"Ahhiiieeee, Kyle, eat my nuts, oh, eat...my..nuts!" Jarrod crowed.
"Honey. Hon-eee!" Holy shit, Kyle's mother was at the bottom of the ladder.
"Jesus! Yeah, Mom?" Kyle called down as he slipped out from Jarrod's balls, leaned out the window, his naked ass, hidden.
"Did you call me, dear? I thought I heard you crying for 'Mommeeeee'", she said.
"Oh, uh, no, Mom...that was Jarrod. We were wrestling, and I wouldn't let him up till he cried for his Mommy."
"Ok, dear, but please be careful. You can hurt yourselves, you know by being careless," his mother said.
"We will, Mom...see yuh." Kyle's mother turned back to the house.
Kyle went back to Jarrod's balls, and said, "Huh. What would she think if she saw this, eh?" he fiendishly spoke, as he whipped Jarrod's cock back and forth.
Jarrod just lay there, hunching into Ky's hand, getting hot all over again. "Uh, unnn, huh," he grunted as Kyle continued to pull his meatrod.
Kyle, while holding that pretty boy cock firmly, licked to the very bottom of the boy's heavy, hanging balls. "Sheeeeesh!" was the sound from boy Jarrod. His balls now being sucked up into Kyle's mouth, and soothed, bathed, swirled and, and, yes, chewed. "Ahhh, yeeeeeeee,eerrrrrr, yeah, uh, ooooooom. Suck my, my aiiiiieeee, ohhhh, Kyle, eat my nuts. Please, please, oh, Ky, I love it so bad."
Kyle slobber was just pouring from his lower lip, which was quivering out of control from his excitement. His spitty, and Jarrod cock goo ooze, were making a giant puddle on the table below Jarrod's soaked boy crease and sphincter.
Ah, that pussy hole....now lubed with boy mouth and cock goo, winked, and winked in wait for Kyle-piling, and it was actually causing bubbling at the pucker valve. But Kyle had some massive boy pole servicing in mind, and he slid his young rasper from Jar's released balls, right up his cock, and wolfed onto the cockhead. "Oowowowoh," Jarrod yelped when Kyle really bit his best friend's cock right under the cut ridge. With his teeth dug in, he pulled on Jarrod's cock so hard, the boy was arching his back up to take pressure off. "Uennnnn, ungnnnnhh, oh, no, please, usscchhh! Oh, Kyle, Kyle, Ky-eeeee!"
That beautiful boy, now glistening with sweat beading over his entire body, gripped the sides of the table. His knuckles blanched white. "Ahhhhhhhhhhh," he released air from his formerly tightened lips, as Kyle stopped sharking his peter, and gently held it in both palms as he kissed all around the piss hole, and sucked in the head for soothing tonguing. Kyle treasured his buddy's dick. Truly, he treasured it.
He took him all in at once, shocking Jarrod as the boy sucked him at such a fevered pitch that Jarrod started bouncing up and down like a jackhammer, displacing the cushions in the process....so much so his tail started sinking in between them to the table. Then at just the time Jarrod was trying to grab and whip his cock to a finish, Kyle squeezed it at the root, and pulled his mouth off, scrunching up his face with his cutey, kiddie-boy smile at Jarrod, then swooped down and kissed his lips......and was gone. Gone hunting. Hunting for boypussy.
He pushed his bud's legs way up, and nudged the butt cushion back into place, as he sunk his entire boyface into Jarrod's crack. Licking from the tailbone, Jarrod shivering, to his balls, Kyle licked and burrowed, and slithered back and forth, and up and down, and over, and over, and over. Jarrod started to kicking his legs, and feet way above him, nearing loss of control. He trembled from joy, and anticipation of the pure boy fuck he hoped would punctuate this wildly building anxiety.
Five minutes of crease swabbing had Jarrod crazed, with curled toes and bent feet kicking above his head, and he screamed as Kyle's tongue-darter sunk deep into his boy pucker.......sooooo deeeeep. Kyle almost rooted that fuckin' tongue in there, and swirled it all around so forcefully, Jarrod grabbed his cock and was beating off furiously. Kyle knew it, and grabbed his hand and cock and squeezed...hard....til he stopped. Swabbing Jar's cunt walls was exquisite for them both. Kyle was breathless, and snorting from his nose buried in his buddy's crack....Jarrod's chest was heaving and undulating in waves of pleasure from his head down to his tail and back.
His face shiny with boybutt sweat and spit, he pulled up and looked into his best friend's eyes as he positioned his steely dick for the ultimate funning of his young friend. He raged, "Tell me you fuck, tell me what you want....how....and when, fucker!!!"
Jarrod yelled back at his lifelong friend, "Oh, you know Kyle, please, you know....fuck me. Fuck your hard kid dick into my boyhole. Happy me, Ky, happy me, puhh-leeeeeeese! I want you deep.....and hard....and, and, and...fast...faster, and......noooooooooowwww!"
Cock hard in his hand, purple at the bulging head, slicked with boyspit and ass slime, he pulled Jarrod's right calf, and literally slid his young pal, steadily, persistently, right onto his fucktool. He pulled him on, right to the root.....balls on, to his buddy.
The final push slid boydick right over Jarrod's joy buzzer, and he bucked 3 times with the electric charge he got. Kyle leaned in and down and kissed, licking his bud's chest and belly, and started to flex his dimpled butt, a little, a little, then more and more and omigod, he pulled up and grabbed Jarrod's toes and yanked them to his mouth and fucked the shit out of that boy!!!
Chewing toes, drooling spit, and fucking boyhole......a boy's dream come true. Kyle was having the whirlwind fuck dream of his life. The warm breeze through the treehouse, the damp bodies from their sexual heat, the beautiful friend he seemed to have always known, the toes he swooned for, and the fabulous fuck he always wanted to throw him, that while it wasn't nearly the first, was always better than the last. He fucked his bud's brains out. He fucked him. He fucked him. He screamed at him. He fucked him. He pounded, pumped, bit and banged him till Jarrod squealed, in "Cummmmmmmmmminnngggggg," joy. His juicy, slimey, fucked and banged boybutt squeezed his boyfriend's cock like he'd never squeezed before, and literally sucked the torrent of Ky-spooge that shot up his hole seemingly forever.
"Omigod! Omigod! Huh, uh, mmmm, uh, huh, oh, yeah oh," Kyle breathlessly gasped, as his head and chest slumped between Jar's thighs to lay on his belly. Spit drool oozed from the corner of his mouth, as he lay there, for endless moments. His Jarrod friend's hands formed around Ky's head and fingered through all his hairs and rubbed his ears, petting his face and neck.
"Thank you lovebunny. You are my fucktooler. Kyle, electric zingys are still sizzling through me. My cock's still oozin'. You fucked me, Kyle. You sooooo fucked me."
Kyle said nothing. His breathing normalizing, he tongued into the spit goop his lips were drooling, and he started to stand up straight. Jarrod strained to raise his head, and smiled gaily, and reached for Kyle's still rock hard cock......pulling...pulling him to him. Kyle stumbled over his barefeet, as he was cock-dragged to Jarrod's mouth. Jarrod hung his head over the table's edge and sucked in his boyfriend's cock. He had tasted his own butt juice on Kyle's dick before. He loved it. He loved him. He sucked and sucked and fingered the boy whose belly was pressed hard into Jarrod's face now as once again he fucked Jarrod.....this time in his mouth pussy. Ahhh. Pussy boy mouth. Joy! Oh, such boy joy!
Kyle came hard, and was uncharacteristically quiet, as he pulsed jamwad after jamwad to the back of Jar's mouth. When Kyle's cock expanded to its pulsing largest girth in the Jarrod's mouth, he thought there was nothing better in all the world. The only sounds were the quiet gurgling, gulking, glucking, of Jarrod's tongue, palate and throat as he consumed boy sperm. His boy buddy, hard, huge, throbbing, on his tongue, so big, soooo big, he almost couldn't breathe, his heart pounding in his ears, loving this boy, his friend........tasting his beautiful friend...there in his control.....in his mouth...bucking, spasming..... Kyle slid down along the side of the table to the floor. Jarrod's cum slick lips and tongue grazed his groin, belly, chest, chin and kneeling on the floor, Kyle kissed his cum inside his boy love's mouth. He kneeled there a long time. Both their tongues lay together, quiet....the breeze whispered over their gleaming bodies, and a distant little bird song played.
With no words, Kyle rose, reached out his hand and Jarrod took it. He rose to sitting on the table and cushion. Kyle systematically redressed his young friend. When both boys finally were presentable, and even in the open air of the treehouse, their horny cum smells still controlled them, and they were both absently rubbing their boydicks in their pants.
They hugged, and looked at each other, saying the same words, "You taste so good, my buddy."
They bounded down the ladder and started out of the yard past the 'fort'. Jarrod gestured to it, saying, "Next time, dickwad." Kyle said, "Yeh, that'll be our next fun."
They just started walking, up the drive....and Kyle stopped, saying, "Hey, let's take a ride over to the park."
Jarrod turned and waited as Ky ran back to the garage and wheeled out his bike, hit the pedal, threw his leg over, and pumped up to Jarrod. "Want a ride, kid?" he funned at Jarrod make-believe hitch hiking.
Jarrod hopped on, and they were off to the park. Fuckin' Jarrod, opened Kyle's zipper and pulled his cock out while they were riding.
"Dumbass! I charged up and nearly wrecked, fuckin fool!" Kyle yelled recovering the wobbly wheel, and straightening the bike.
Undeterred, Jarrod kept pulling Kyle off while they rode with him sitting on the bar in front of Kyle. Every couple of seconds, Kyle slowed pumping his pedals as Jarrod had him close.
Thankfully, they got to the park before they cracked up the bike and themselves. They jumped off, and on the run they caught up to an out of bounds soccer kick, which Kyle picked up and booted back to some kids. They walked across the fields, aimlessly.
"Shit man, I gotta piss," Kyle said. "I shoulda pissed in your toidy mouth while I was in it before."
"Yeah right, fuckface. Hmmm. Ya know...we gotta do that," Jar said.
Still walking toward the restroom, Kyle wrinkled up his freckles as he looked at Jarrod thinking about mouth toidy, then smiled, and said, "Yeh. Maybe. Hmmmm."
Bashing into the door, the two kids made a racket with the squawling door slamming against the wall, as they barged in, of course, together, bumping each other off the door jambs, like the damn fools they were.
Yanking out there puds on the run they were practically pissin' before they got to the urinals.
Before they finished, they both heard some rustling, and thumping. It was coming from one of the shitters. They both looked at each other as they shook off, stuffed and zipped. Kyle stealthily walked toward the stalls, then stopped short, putting his hand up against Jarrod, stopping him, too. Then Kyle pointed into the first stall, and they both went in. Jar closed the door and latch. Kyle figured he wanted to just listen and hear what was up, expecting that some old fucker was beatin' his meat.
Instead, there's a fucking 4 inch hole in the stall wall. They didn't know from glory holes, but they were gonna find out.
"You...no, shit, you...I'm not gonna do it first."
There were two guys in the next stall. Ky and Jarrod looked, shrugging at each other.
Jarrod pointed at the hole, and Kyle turned to see a crooked finger gesturing. Kyle sat down on the toilet and looked into the hole. An unfaced mouth replaced the finger and whispered, "Wanna get a suck, kid?"
Both Jarrod and Kyle started. Shocked. Springing hards. The finger beckoned again. It wasn't a man's finger. A kid for sure. There was some shuffling on the other side of the wall, a kid's voice said, "There's two of us here kid, so don't think about beatin' me up. We'll both blow ya. How 'bout it?"
They started calming and Jarrod pulled his pants open and pulled his wang out, whipping it, and squeezing it in front of the hole, the guys on the other side gulped in their excitement. Another rustling around, and a mouth of all lips cirled an 'O' in the hole, and Jarrod tentatively moved his manhood to it. Closer, closer, the oozing cockhead was kissed by those lips. Then the tongue darted to the piss slit. Jarrod's knee's buckled...he spasmed. Kyle grabbed him. Kyle then got horned up, and started humping his buddy's hip, while nuzzling into Jarrod's neck. Jarrod's head fell back to Kyle's.....his cock slid into the anonymous mouth....."Sshlkk, tsluck, shulck," the tongue and lips there, sung the tune of the dick sucker.
Jarrod mewled, and cooed, "Oh, umm, yeah, oh yeah, ungh," and he started to absently hunch his hips, and his cock sunk deeper and deeper each time, as his body thundered against the wall of the stall. 'Brrumbbb, rrrumbrr', faster and louder. Boy pumping..... pumping.....
Outside their were kids running all over the park, the sun was getting low in the sky...there were two bikes by the tree near the restroom.
That metallic blue one.....I know that bike.....Kip's?....it's Kipper's bike! Or is it?
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