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. Mikey, Stepdad and Unca Jimmy. Chapter 13
During a break in the game, Ed quietly asked Mike if he wanted to share the shaving deal with his Uncle. Mike's face lit up, and said, "Hey, yeh."
Shit man, Ed boned right there in his shorts, and motioned toward Jim, for Mike to be the one to tell about it. Of course, what Ed would probably never know, was that this "team initiation shaving" was all made up to cover that Jamie had ordered him to bare his pubes and butt hole.
In excited tones, Mike gave Jimmy the whole shaving scene in word pics, and then Ed said: "Tell him what yuh have tuh do tonight, now."
"Oh, yeh, Unc, an' I gotta do a cleanup tuhnight 'fore school tuhmorrah.
"Dad's gonna do it...." Mikey said smiling back at Ed.
"Ed asked Jim, "You wanna stay....and play, too? We can take our boy here through his paces," Ed said excitedly, as he gripped Mike's knee and shook it.
Jimmy leaned over to Mikey, next to him on the couch, gripping Mike's wick through his tented shorts, saying, "Hell yeah, I know our big man's ready," smiling at Mikey and tugging his dick, "and his own little 'boy' here's ready, too!"
Mikey, Stepdad and Unca Jimmy. Chapter 13. The Cash Cow
God, Mikey just swooned and stretched his legs out full, curling his toes on the coffee table as Uncle Jim worked his toy boy meat over through his shorts. Shivers traveled his entire torso, and he actually felt 'tingles' in his head.
Jim was working the kid's shorts down and as Ed was pulling off the socks, he just took the shorts with them as Jim pushed them down his legs. Mike's boxers were enroute to his ankles now, too.
Jim knelt up and stripped Mike's tee shirt over his head, and after tossing it, he burrowed down into Mikey's neck and nuzzle-chewed it, as he cupped his hand under the back of Mikey's head, whispering into his ear...."Tell Unca Jimmy, baby, tell him whutcha want, boy."
"Ohhhhhh, Unca Jimmy, ummmmm, I want you to make me feel all good all over Unca Jimmy.....all gooooood.....all over," Mikey moaned.
"It's a deal boy, it's a deal," Jimmy said, as his hand palmed the boy's trunk from collar to balls, coming back to grip Mikey by the tow rod, eliciting a "Whooooouphh!" from Mike, as his butt rose up to relieve the strain from the now forceful boy cock-pull.
Ed was busy pushing up under the rising toy tail, as he worked Mikey's cheeks apart with the fingers of both hands, and his tongue entered that crevice of many joys, while he inhaled the incredible scent of boy pussy.
Jim's hands were everywhere on Mikey's body at once. The kid was wild with all the feels from the men in his life. As Mike's legs flew up above Jim's head, Jim reached up to bring them down where he could taste 'em up, while his hands kept worrying the boy's body from stem to stern.
Ed's tongue sought out the now winking boy pucker, and surged through the outer ring, and Mikey's whine built up to a tiny little wail of joy, before he sucked in a breath "Ssssssssssss." Ed's fingers were feverishly working toyhole unrelentingly in the most deft of maneuvers designed to bring maximum feeling to his stepson.
Mikey's tightly curled-under toes actually gripped Uncle Jim's foot-licker. Mikey was going into pleasure overdrive, as Ed's tongue sunk through the tight muscle and worked it's magic inside the tunnel of joy. He was bucking and bouncing all around the couch now, and the two excited men had all to do to keep their hands and tongues in place, and the boy as well.
"Ohhhhhh, daddy, daddy, pleeeeeeeeeease," he wailed, and Ed's tongue eased out of Mikey as his lips vacuumed his pussy with a big sucking kiss. He rose to bring his leaking boy pleaser to Mikey's bud, and in the most smooth drive forward plunged his pleasure probe through to his balls, and lay right through the kid's legs to his face and chest. The man's tongue, fresh with the taste of inner boy, disappeared into Mikey's mouth.
Mike struggled for breath after having the wind knocked out of him by surging man dick, and the sucking face of his stepdad.
"Ulllpphhh," was all they heard after Ed covered the boy's mouth his lips. Soon, Ed released suckface, and as he raised up and into full boy rut, he smiled into Mikey's face and the smile on the kid's face was a treasure. His dad was inside him, leaving a manseed trail in his tunnel, while Uncle Jimmy was licking, squeezing and massaging every piece of boy meat he could reach.
As Ed drove on and on into Mikey, the boy reached for Uncle Jim's hardness, and Jim gave a yelp of surprise as the kid gripped him smoothly, but firmly. Jim's body moved with the pulling hand, and as he rose to kneel next to Mike, the kid leaned up into his crotch and took his now crazed uncle into his mouth. Jim squeezed two fingers around his root to keep himself from a too fast cum.
As Ed went into a frenzied finish, all three manboys were rocking wildly on the edge of the couch seat, trying to maintain steadiness, yet satisfy their lustful needs.
Ed wailed, "Ahhhhhhheeeeeeoooooo! Fuck! Ohman! Oh fuck! Oh Mikey! Ohmigod! Ahhh!" Cum shot rocketed up Mikeychute, and as Ed's whole body slumped, his face dropped to Mikey's....his lips kissed all over the kid's face, and meshed with Mike's lips which were quivering 'round Jim's prick. Ed lipped over Jim's cock and that sent Jimmy over the top. His load blew through Mike's lips and Mikey gulped and glugged and swallowed his uncle's manjam, while his wide eyes absorbed the glory of two men joying him right there above him.
All three were now exhausted, sweat-slick masses of man skin. The smell of their damp sex filled their nostrils, and none of it was lost on Mikey, whose mind was recording so many experiences of sex and lust in such an incredibly short time.
Ed finally dragged his fucked out butt up and went into the bathroom to get the stuff they needed to 'clean' up Mike's pubes for school locker room check.
When he came back in the room, Jim was licking the spoo goo from Mike's pussy. Ed waited as Jim got his fill, looking down into Mikey's loving eyes. Mike reached his hand out to clasp Ed's as he enjoyed his uncle's tongue.
When Jim sank away from Mikey butt, down to his knees, Ed handed him the washcloth to wipe the boy's bare pubes. For the first time, and lost in the passion of the moment, Jim 'saw' for the first time, Mike's bareness. His hand glided over it's smoothness, and felt just the faintest stubble as he worked over, around and down under the boy's balls and into his crack. "Whewww!" he gasped. "I love the feel of bareboy."
Ed said, "Yeh. It's fascinating, ain't it? I'm prongin' again, just thinkin' on it, and watching you play."
They wiped and lathered the boy lightly, while with four hands on his balls and cock, Mike was doing that slow-motion wiggle we do when we just lay down naked on some cool sheets, you know? Then with a safety razor to a bowl of hot water held by Ed, Jimmy executed the shaving maintenance of Mikey's playground. First the pubes, and then, pushing his tail way up to gleam like a smiling moon in the light of the room, he ran the razor easily down the outer edges of kiddie crack. With Mike told to pull his cheeks wide, Jim completed the tailsweeps. Then he worked up under the kid's nuts. Nothing had stubbled up on the boy's ballsack or cock, so the job was done.
The washrag swipe, then a witch hazel massage, and Mike was glowing again.
Jimmy gathered the whole boy into his arms and carried him to his bedroom as Ed went about picking up after them.
As Ed made his way to Mike's room a little later, he heard Mikey, "Ohh, Unca Jimmy, please, I love, ummm, oh yeh, oooooo."
Mikey smiled up at Ed, as he bounced under his uncle's pounding. Ed knee led to the side of the bed and burrowed into the boy's crotch and sucked him in a boycock to joy. Mikey was soooo ready, he fired immediately into Ed's mouth. But Ed relaxed, took Mike's jizz, and then worked his peter over again and just about the time Jimmy was trampolining them all over the bed in the wildest bounce-fuck Mikey ever had, Ed brought his stepson off for the second time.
They all lay there for many long moments, before the men rose up to leave. Ed turned to look back at his sleeping, contented boy, subconsciously rubbing his mancock, back and forth and back and.....left the room with his other hand to Jim's shoulder. Jim wiped his cummy cock with his palm, and licked the taste of himself, mellowed by that which was sweet boy slime.
One suckboy, shaved and primed for school.
Back at Oden, Jamie had already spent a life on cock, one end of him or the other, all fuckin' day, his first day back at school after the Friday ball game.
He made his shamed way home after being downed by the paperboy...again!
His problems were many fold. He was shamed, raged, horned up....goddddd...he knew he needed this, but somehow, as exciting as it all was, which made it all so exhilerating, he wished it could be some other way than with all the 'ruff love' he was enduring... hmmmm....is that what they call it?
His hands were working his cock in his pockets, as he got home. He got a pang of fear and cold sweat when he got to his room, and with finally a moment of his own to think in his own surroundings. He realized he was ordered to 'pay' to service the upperclassmen he got mixed up with after the basketball game. He didn't have any money...shit! He could get some for a while, but how much would it be? He only got a few bucks' allowance....and he could 'beg' some more by putting the pinch on both his parents. But he knew there could be no end to all this and he never wanted to tell his folks the basis for this mess he got himself in....the Mikey shit and all...and his own fuckin' knee duty to other boys.... goddd....there'd be no end to the shame of it all....everybody was gonna know...girls already watched him boywack in the hall at school...geez, what a mess!
Jamie's trembling passion from the combination of fears and sex and lust and boys and cock and he fell backwards onto his bed, his hands still working his prick through his pants, and then he's ripping his shorts and boxers off as he grabs his rocket, and "OH..OH..Ahhh! Oh yeh...fuck man....unnnghhh" and the firecracker hot kid fired his boyshot ever'where."
He lay there a long time with his hand wrapped tight 'round his yet hard, dripping pud, gasping for breaths from the joy of his grand palmoff, the visions charging across his mind as he came....of all those dicks these last days.....goddddddd......the bus.... the school lawn....the boys room.....the hallway....the giggling girls....Josh's friend under the staircase....Taylor's mancock....his sitzbath shave in the sink....the paperboy.....the shame of it all....the excitement of it all.....and, "Ohhh goddddddddd," he warbled, his still sneakered feet kicking in the air above him, as he whipped off yet another boywad.....
Again he laid back gagging, short of breath...his chest heaving. His newly bare pubes covered with huge glops of pearl jam from his pulsing, oozing joystick. His head snapping hard to the left and right, then with his eyes closed, facing to the ceiling....his hand absently comes to his mouth....his fingers sucked in....his tongue works slowly, then feverishly all over the fingers then the top and palm of his hand. His other hand, the left hand, starts to play into the spoo in his pubes and chest and feeds it between his cum smacking lips.
Somehow...still hard as steel, his cock locked hard against his spermy belly slime, he ignored his cocklust this time and staggered up and into his bathroom, pulling and dropping the rest of his clothes in his wake....shower on, face up into the warming spray ....he shakes his head back and forth, and as he shapes up with a somewhat orderly thinking mind, he yowls, "FUCK-IN' MIKEY!!! The motherfucker.....HE'S gonna get me money and stuff! YESSSSSSSSSSS!!!! I'm so fuckin' brilliant, I can't stand it!!!!"
He couldn't get out of his shower and dried fast enough. Half wet, half sopped, hair still drippin,' the towel corner in his ear, he come fast-paddin' out of there and dove for the bed, and the phone.
"'Zat you fuckwad??!" Jamie yelled at Mikey over the phone.
"Yessir...it's me," Mike answered, trembling.
"You beat off yet since you got home?" Jame asked.
"No, sir," was Mike's response.
"A'kay...listen up you little twerp....you start wackin'...RIGHT NOW....while I'm givin' you these orders fer the week..." Jamie listened as he heard faint grunts as Mike stripped and sighed as he pulled his peter out for duty..
"Beatin' off, sir," Mikey confirmed.
"Good. Now you keep pumping stepsuck, and I wanna hear you when you shoot, too. Now here's the deal. You gotta pay fum now on, fo' being my cocksuck fuckpussy. You bring me all the cash you can round up when you come here weekends, or when I come there. Yuh GOT THAT??"
"Uh-huh, unghh, yes-ungh-sir, I gots it...uhuhuh," Mikey gaped out half-gassed from his now wild wackoff. Mike's answer, and the sound of the kid he controlled so fucking completely, reaching his boyjack peak, brought a smile to Jamie's face, and a calming to his whole newly scared self. He had a source for cash to keep him from being bullied too badly....maybe.
"Uh, uh, ohhhhhhhhhh, a'yeh, umm, ummmm, huhuh," and Jamie heard it all as Mikey got his nut.
"Ha! You fuckhead! Now get the phone down by yer prick....I wanna hear your hand rubbing all around the sticky on you."
In a fading "Yessir,", Jamie could hear him answer as he moved the phone down, then clear as a bell, the 'Schmickky, smookky, schlkky' sound of Mikey's hand squeezing and squooshing his cum soggy dick.
He screamed into the phone, and Mike brought it back to his ear...."Yessir."
"Dja eatcher spoo?" Jame asked.
"No, sir," Mike answered.
"Then fuckin' do it, ya asshole....NOW!" Jamie had a big bright smile now as he listened to the smucky smicky sounds of lips and tongue smacking from the kid eating his own jizz off his fingers.... Jame held on for a while to make sure he kept making the kid keep eating....and that kid did everything Jamie told him to do...DOWN TO THE LAST LITTLE SPERM!
Completely satisfied, Jamie said, "Okay...now I want you to be cummin' this week, anytime you gotta...but you gotta save yer jam like las' time, for when I see ya."
"Yes sir," Mike answered.
"You got that, right, dirthole. Fuck off!"
Mike heard the 'click' when Jamie hung up, and he felt a tiny pang of loss....no matter what Jame did or said, Mikey, somehow, had that need....for it.
Jamie put the phone up, and wiggle-snuggled on the top of his bedspread, squaring up his knees some in a wide open crotch position, with his arms squared at the elbows, going up past his pillow....a beautiful, naked boy specimen....his black crew was sorta spikey from not being dried right out of his shower. He had a tiny curl to one corner of his mouth, making like a smile. The sun was really fading now, through twilight to evening....the angel-looking beauty faded himself...deep into his first contented sleep since last Thursday.
'Bok-bok! Bok-bok'
"Jamie...Jamie, honey....time for dinner, dear," Jamie's mother was calling from outside his door, to no answer...or sound. She really banged hard again this time. Still nothing. She hadn't gone into his room in many a year since he had adolesced...but she was a bit antsy now, and in spite of breaking through his privacy zone, she couldn't ignore this...he might be hurt or sick...she went in.
Oh, what she saw! Her boy...her son...a beautiful boy-'coming-man....his golden-bronzed smooth skin....the white tan stripe around his middle....and even a mother can't ignore those big boy balls, and the heft of that firm boy meat lying semi-hard to his right thigh crease....do you think she gets the same tingle we do? Even for her son? I think.... maybe....
Then she jolted....she had never seen him since he grew his boy pubes....but she knew damn well he must have. "He's as smoothe as a baby...." she thought to herself, cooing-like, but concerned, too, as her forehead furrowed. She'd ask his dad Ed, to look into this, when he came for his custody visit this weekend. Shaking her head, she still was concerned, as she cleverly reached for Jamie's 49er's throw, and laid it carefully over him before she woke him. Mom's, eh.
Now she gripped his right shoulder and kept yanking and loudly calling, "Jamie! Jamie! Dinner's on, honey"
With a lurch, Jamie popped up from his shoulders, then smiled and sank back...then fright all over his face, he jerked up again, and looked down to see the throw over him, relieved, but he'd think about that later....he knew he didn't cover himself before he fell asleep. He'd get a jerk of reality, probably while his mother gets that gazey blank stare at him across the dinner table, with the vision of her son's naked manness, and he'll know then, get a freaky spike of cold sweat around his face....blush deeply....eyes meeting eyes....look down, smile, and look back up saying, "Is there more soda, mom?" shaking his mom from her own daze.
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