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Chapter 7: JARROD.
What about Kip?
The kids were all pushing, and shoving each other out the door of the bus, falling into each other at the bottom of the steps. It was Friday, and the weekend was upon them.... And they loved it! Jarrod and Kyle had hooked up with Kip on the bus from school. So, when the kids were all breaking out for home, Kip stayed with Kyle.
Kyle asked, "What's up with you this afternoon?"
"Nuthin'", Kip answered, hopefully.
Kyle called Jarrod over, and said, "What say we hang with Kip today?".
Jar shrugged, and said, "Okay, I have nuthin' on".
Kip was elated. He liked both kids, but while good friends with them, they weren't 'tight'. When they were over at his house Monday, they were really having a great time. Then, they were out and gone, and Kip hadn't a chance to get together with them since.
Kyle's house was just down the block from the bus stop. Jarrod's was four blocks east from there, and Kip's was a few blocks west.
"Walk me to my house, so I can dump this school junk, and then we can go to your place Kip", Kyle said.
Everybody nodded, as they shuffled off. Kip said, "Yeh, you know, since you were over, my folks got me a couple new computer games we can play, and my Dad set me up a wrestling mat in the cellar. It's not so comfy down there, but at least we won't keep falling off the bed during our matches".
Jarrod and Kyle grabbed quick glances at each other, knowing the 'games' were gonna have nuthin' to do with computers.... But, hmmm, that wrestling mat could be just what the doctor ordered. Kyle ran into his house while the kids waited at the street in front.
In no time he was flying back out, door slamming, as he leapt from the top step and they were on their way to Kip's place. Catching a quizzing glance from Jarrod, Kyle just patted his stomach, where the 'Man play' magazine was hidden inside his pants waist. Jarrod just turned forward and continued talking with Kip about his new games.
Kyle lagged a bit behind, not paying attention to anything. Kip was the shortest of the three, about 5' 4", slender. He was in a T, and khaki cargo shorts, sneaks, shoe socks. Light brown, wispy, straight hair, with a center-part. Bright hazel eyes fair and smooth skin, straight, smallish nose. 'Adorable', might title this nice, neat boy-package. He didn't have that active-boy firmness, that his pals had, but he did have nice definition, with no baby fat left on him. He certainly held his own in all the toughness drills in gym, and even in the no-holds-barred grabass matches he had with Jarrod and Kyle. That's saying something, because Jarrod makes up the 'rules' as he goes along, during any match.
As they got to Kip's driveway, Kyle and Jarrod were doing the sweaty palms routine, as they got ready for the 'find the magazine in the pile' trick. As per usual, entry to Kip's was via the garage. Kyle, still lagging behind as they passed the pile of recycling papers and magazines, bent down and quick-stuffed the magazine from under his shirt, back into the pile where they found it, Monday afternoon.
As soon as he got it in there, he quick-stood up, and in a voice louder than average speech, in mock surprise, said, "Hey, what's this?" Jarrod turned stifling a laugh of both enjoyment, and relief, that Kyle succeeded getting the mag back in the pile.
Kip turned, saying, "What, Kyle?". He saw Kyle lifting up most of the pile from the bottom, and pulling out a mag that was sticking out partway.
Kyle said, "Hey great! Looks like a wrestling mag. Maybe we can try out some new holds".
Jarrod was doubled up in near hysteria, at how thick Kyle was laying it on. "Shit, what an actor!", he was thinking, in between snorts of stifled laughter.
If Kip had looked up and caught him, Jar might have blown the whole deal. But, as luck would have it, Kipper didn't pick up on anything. He had walked back to Kyle. Kneeling down with him, he was trying to see what Kyle found. Kyle, knowing what pages NOT to reveal, yet, just flipped open the first interview pages with the model shown in posing briefs. He stood up, folded it, and said let's take this inside and see what we got.
Kyle asked, "You never saw this before in the house?".
Kip shrugged his shoulders, shook his head, and said,"no, uh uh", as he led the way down the hall to his room. Kyle and Jarrod followed, doing quiet 'hi-fives' all the way down the hall.
Jarrod just whispered, "YOU are toooo much!".
Still snickering a bit, they calmed as they entered Kip's room. Three, near simultaneous, thunderous, 'BARROOMS' followed as they all hit Kip's bed, and literally bounced it a smidge off the floor, and of course, into the baseboard, too.
Jarrod yelled, "Okay, Kyle, let's see it!".
Kyle flipped the mag on the pillow, in front of Kip. Let's set this now. The kids are dressed, on their bellies, propped on elbows, facing the headboard. Kyle is on Kip's right; Jarrod's on his left. Holding their breath, Kyle and Jarrod waited as Kip opened the magazine. Remember, the cover was torn, so all Kip saw of the title was 'Manp...'
No hints to brace him for what he was going to see. Kip read a couple lines from the interview, and concluded, "This don't look like no wrestling mag I ever seen". Jarrod wrapped the back of Kyle's head for sport.
Kyle yelped, and reached over Kip's back, and slugged Jarrod in the upper arm. Hmmm, with all this foolery, each boy now has an arm resting across Kip's shoulders, as he turns the next page. We're not going to belabor the review of the picture sequence we went though Monday. Suffice it to say, quiet, unassuming, Kip sucked in a breath when he turned that page and saw that monster cock right in front of his nose, shootin' off that gusher. Kyle and Jar gripped his shoulders and squeezed, the minute Kip gulped.
This hyped the trembling kid even more, and he jumped. Without saying a word, Kip shakily turned to the page that showed the two guys in all those sex positions. The boy was so excited his eyes were tearing, his face damp from sweat. As he started to just, ever so slightly, move his crotch against the bed; Jarrod nodded his head toward Kip's butt, and back to Kyle. Kyle picked up on it, and nodded.
With no plan, the boys were obviously going to do what came naturally. Kip was actually embarrassed. First, he was ashamed this book was found by two kids he knew, and really wanted to bud with. Second, he was bashful at seeing naked men, and god, they're doing sex stuff! Worse, he didn't even know what the fuck they WERE doing. Ha! But his dick did! He didn't even realize that.
Kip had really forgotten he was with Kyle and Jarrod, who had both now, scorched their respective sides tightly against Kip. Kyle's hand moved to the back of Kip's neck, slightly squeezing, rubbing up to the back of his head, then back down to his neck, and squeeze. Jarrod, boy-wolf, had already slid his hand down to Kip's waist, rubbed, moved back to the shoulders, then down to the butt, lightly squeezing, releasing, squeezing.
Under his hand, Kip was almost imperceptibly hunching the bed, masked somewhat by the full body tremble he was in. All three kids are breathless.... Kip, due to shock; Kyle and Jarrod, due to their building anxiety to bring Kip out into their boy play. Let the games begin!
Neither Kyle, nor Jarrod realized how much like putty Kip already was. Kyle leaned his cheek into Kip's sweaty cheek, and whispered, "have you EVER seen anything like that?".
Kip, opened his mouth, nothing.... He just shook his head, his lower lip quivering. Kyle moved his hand to the boy's other cheek, pulling him right into his face. Kip just let him move him. Jarrod, just to keep the home fires raging, turned to the next page, which was the full-blown missionary fuck, two-page spread.
"Ohhh!", Kip gulped, "my god, I don't, what is, ohhh!".
As Kyle pulled at Kip's shoulder and cheek, using the crook of his elbow and his hand, Kip's left side rose off the bed. Jarrod smoothly slid both arms under the boy, and they had him on his back. Hands rubbing his chest, and leaning right over his face,
Jarrod said quietly, "That looks like great, guy-fun stuff, don't it, Kip?"
Kip blankly, looked up, and first shook his head, then nodded, then looked over at Kyle. "Don't it, Kyle?", Jarrod repeated to
Kyle, absently setting up a team agreement that Kip could join without shame. "Geez, it sure does!", Kyle said, quick-rubbing Kip's chest and belly, now, and slowing down to a rub, squeeze, massage deal.
"Doesn't it, Kip?". Kip quickly nodded fast agreement with Kyle this time, lips quivering, teeth chattering. They knew they had him now. Jarrod and Kyle pulled off their tees, sneaks and socks. In a flash, they did the same to Kip, while they told him how much he wanted to get his clothes off, like them.
Jarrod said, "Let's make believe it's like we're wrestling, and let's try some of this man stuff".
He shook Kip's body, gripping him at the hips now. Kip looked afraid. Kyle seeing this, reached out for Jarrod's hand, and took Kip's shaking hand. They held tight, then tighter. Kyle moved down to lay partly on top of Kip, releasing their hands. He moved his hand down to Kip's fly, as Jarrod laid down on the other side of Kip.
The boy was churning so badly under them, it was like railroad tracks rumbling, signaling an approaching train. Together, they opened his button and fly, but just rubbed his dick and balls through his pants and underwear. Both boys took one of Kip's hands and did the same to their pants, rubbing themselves using Kip's hands. Kyle pulled his pants and shorts off. Jarrod followed suit. They laid against him and started to hunch against him.
Kyle whispered, "This is what those guys were doing, Kip. It's great ain't it"?
In almost one motion, Jarrod and Kyle had Kip naked. Kyle rolled over on top of him and said, "feel my naked, buddy. Feel the naked. Is that so good?" Jarrod snuggled up, and while pressing against him, he kissed Kip's cheek.
Kyle kissed his other cheek. Kyle rose up, Jarrod laid down on Kip. Kyle rubbed Kip's legs, massaged his feet, rubbed them together and held them tight together over Jarrod's back. The boy's legs were now in the shape of a diamond, knees bent out, feet pressed together. Jarrod, in the center of the diamond, was hunching Kip's body, with their dicks right up against each other.
Kyle licked up the kid's toes, sucked them in..... The kid "Oooooo"ed, then impulsively humped up against Jarrod, once, twice, then three more quick ones. His toes curled and clenched in Kyle's mouth. Jarrod reached one open hand back to Kyle who slapped it.
Kipper had his first cum with another boy! Finally, the quaking was ebbing. Jarrod got up on his knees, cum on his belly, cum on Kip's belly, both Kip's. Jarrod scooped some cum off Kip, a slowly sucked it in his mouth. Kyle dipped his finger to Kip's belly, scooped and sucked. They both scooped a finger's worth and put both fingers to Kip's mouth.
As he looked up, sort of begging off, the fingers touched his lips and went in. He sucked them off. Both boys added another finger each. They worked over his tongue, and he sucked their fingers, hard. He held them in his closed mouth. He started to drool out the corners of his mouth. Jarrod pulled out and slick-licked the boy's cum soaked belly and dick.
Sucking him up hard, he then jacked him a little. Kyle lifted Kip's head up, and squirreling behind him on the pillow, rubbed his back and chest and nips. He licked his ears, tonguing each. Then, raising both Kip's arms above his head, holding his wrists together with one hand, he burrowed into Kip's armpit. He licked feverishly for some moments, when Jarrod did the same to the other.
Kip was in a long, low, and building, closed-mouthed whine. Jarrod pulled off, and eased Kip forward to lick the jam off Jarrod's stomach. As he finished, he looked up for approval at Jarrod, who gently moved Kip's head to his cum-slick cock.
Jarrod's cock was on the bone, of course, and Kip was scared of its hardness, as well as surprised at its size. Clearly, Jarrod was the biggest of the three. Thirteen'ers don't usually have that much, but he was bigger than the average. Slowly, Jarrod pulled his head over, and his mouth onto his cummy dick.
In a few seconds, boy-Kip was sucking Jarrod's cock like a trooper. As Jarrod started to pump, Kyle realized they were taking Kip along faster than they had brought each other, and looked warningly into Jarrod's face. Jarrod moved Kyle's hand to Kip's face, and Jarrod told Kip he was doing so good. Kyle leaned into Kip and told him how good it was for boys to enjoy each other.
As he jacked Kip, he said, "It feels, so good. Sooooo goood. So good, buddy."
Kip leaned his head back, slightly, and rolled his eyes up, looking right into Jarrod's face.
His lips were full, and spit-slick, as were his cheeks, which were ballooning and deflating, alternately, as they slid so smoothly over the wide slab that was Jarrod's cock. Jarrod swooned, "Oh, god, look at me baby, while you suck so good, oh, look up at meeee...those doe eyes! So pretty, sooooo pretty." Kip started to hump up off the bed into Kyle's hand, as Jarrod held him firmly on his dick.
Jarrod squealed, "Oh baby, swallow my boy jizz! Pleeeease, swallow me!", as he pumped, and cummed and finally, eased out of Kip's mouth.
Everything was moving so fast in Kip's new world, and he was humping feverishly, when Jarrod sunk down on top of his cock and ate the boy while Kyle was whipping him off. Kip's hand moved to Kyle's dick, and pulled it into his mouth on his own. "Oh Kip! Kipperrrrr! Oh, Kippy.... Eat meeeeee!!", Kyle screamed off his load.
Squirt after squirt pumped into Kip's formerly virgin mouth. Geez, in an hour, this fuckin' kid was a veteran cocksucker. Kip held Kyle in his mouth. Kyle was not moving until the tenderness ebbed. Then Kyle began to pump a little more, and was starting to fire up again, when he pulled out of Kip's mouth.
Crouching down now, face to face with Kip, Kyle pecked at the boy's lips, stuck his finger into his mouth, cupped his hand under his chin, and said, "Boy, you are a cockhound. A little cockhound!".
Then he sprung backward, and grabbed Kip's dick sideways, bent down and sucked hard on the knob, titillating the piss slit and sensitive underside, like he had done to Jarrod, the other day.
He sucked so hard, that Kip cried out, "Aaargghh!!". Then once again, while keeping the suction to the max, he yanked the cockhead out with that big, "Smack! Pop! Kip just wailed, and tears had welled up in his eyes.
Hmmm. And who's the cockhound here? He kissed Kip hard, pushed him down and laid on top of him.
Jarrod snuggled up then kissed his cheek. Legs were all moving around each other. All their feet were looking for other boy feet to play with. Hands were everywhere. Kyle and Jarrod's faces were buried into Kip's neck. Kip was whipping his head from side-to-side, getting sidewise tonguing of their ears, having failed trying to kiss their necks. He reached for Jarrod's hand and brought it to his mouth.
He sucked in one, then a second, and then he had three fingers in his mouth. Pretty soon he was swooning again, drooling and breathing hard, as he groped for Kyle's hand as well.
Kip's mind was running. "Gee, I want to do this. So good. So good. I wonder if they'll come over tomorrow.
Naked. I feel so naked. Oh, I hope they like me. They would probably like my new computer games, or we could.........ohhhh, I feel so goooood!"
After what seemed like hours, the three boys sat up on Kip's bed, looking from face to face. Jarrod held out his fist straight up like 'choosin' up' on the ball field with the bat handle. Kyle clasped the fist. Kip didn't know if he was supposed to join, being the sort of outsider.
Jar and Ky pushed their clasped hand and fist to Kip's face, and motioned at him.... he clasped Kyle's hand tight. They all bobbed their hands once then broke.
"Awright! Bud's for all!!", Kyle yelled, and Jarrod mussed up the sweaty, rat's nest that was now Kip's hair.
Kip was reeling from the unexpected acceptance, if that's what it was. Then Kyle sealed it saying they would all meet at Kyle's in the morning to plan the rebuilding of their old play fort, maybe even outfitting the tree house.
Kip hadn't played there in years. As the kids slid off the bed, the scavenger hunt for their clothes was on. Since no one completely undressed himself before the suck-a-thon, the search was an adventure. Jarrod pulled his pants on, then while stepping into his sneaks, pulled his tee over his head. Spying his shorts and socks in the windowsill, he stuffed them into his back pockets, sort of half in, half out.
Kip just pulled up his cargos, and Kyle was completely dressed. They started to leave the bedroom, when, Jarrod said, "Oh, Kipper, look.... This mag is really yours, since we found it here. So why don't you keep it and read through it tonight. Then bring it with you tomorrow, to Kyle's, so we can see it, too. Ok?
Kip nodded agreement, and stuffed the magazine under his pillow, as he walked the boys out to the garage.
Kyle asked, "do you know whom the mag belongs to, Kip?" Kip just shrugged, and thought maybe it was his older brother's...but he had moved out quite a while ago, and didn't come around that often. With no earth shattering revelations there, the kids took off for home waving back at Kip.
They didn't really talk much about their 'bringing Kip out' with them. Without consulting each other, it seems they both worked hard to make Kip feel the great, newness they had felt those first days, that week. They seemed to be very satisfied that they did it right. It was even better that Kip seemed to 'want' it, too.
"So now are we three?", asked Jarrod.
Kyle said, "Let's not mess with that yet. I like Kip. But you and me, well, we've been you and me since forever...long before this whole new, whatever this is, happened. So I figurer, till we know what 'this' is, let's just enjoy Kip as a good bud...yeah?"
They 'fived' in the air, Jarrod yelled, "Yeah!".
Meanwhile, back at Kip's house, the boy went back into his room, to revel in the memories of the 'boy-heaven' just spent. As he closed the door, he picked up the scent of all their activity, and his hands were wild in his pockets as he stared at the bed, the mess of covers, sheets and pillows, the smells in the room.....Oh, those smells!
And he could see the images of the three of them still mauling each other, there. Somewhat out of it, and moving toward the bed, he bent down to pick up his underwear. As he went to put it in the laundry b-ball hoop on his door, he saw another pair of shorts, at the bottom of his bed. A quick label check showed that the ones from the floor, were Jarrod's...or Ky's. Don't hold back.
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