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 20
That was just the appetizer though for he pushed Mike's legs all the way up, airing out his cummy fuckhole, and after a long moment of admiration, Tom shoved his face in there and ate his cockshot and Mikey juice right out. In a few seconds of driving man rasper swirling inside his bung and tickling his asslips, Mikey was kicking, squealing and pounding his fists to the bed like he had an unreachable itch. Though not nearly planned, while Tom ate the boy spunker out, he wrapped a hand around his dork and brought the little fucker off for the fifth time....like he hadn't gotten off all day. Gasping and sucking for air, in his cum frenzy, Mikey blowed another spray all over them, to both their maximum joy.
This time, Tom licked everything up immediately like a starved puppy, from prick to tits, and pulled Mikey to him, the boy's legs around him, ankles locking, and carried him into the shower with their tongues dueling inside each other's mouth. Clean and squeaky, they walked the house naked holding hands, to the kitchen and their clothes, to get Mike dressed and home.
Mikey floated across the driveway to his house, and promised Tom he'd be over for breakfast next morning, since Tom would be alone the next day, if he could, before school. He sort of waddled and his mind went gooey...but man, it wasn't for having a butt fulla jam....Tom's tongue and the shower took care of that....he just kept feelin' that big cock surging relentlessly through his toolbox over and over, and.......over......
Mikey, Stepdad and Unca Jimmy. Chapter 20
.....and god, he couldn't wait to get to his room. That horny little spunkrat tore into his room, lunged to the bed as the door was slamming locked, and whipped his prick out, shorts down, and with the feel of Tom's massive boy pleaser up his hole, he shoved in two, then a third finger, and plundered his boyhole wildly, blurrily looking up between his sneakers high above him, the laces waggin' back and forth herky-jerky, wackin' his wick like he hadn't just shot a gallon of his spoo already this afternoon at Tom's.
His eyes squeezed tight shut, and his shorts kept floppin' around his hand and cock and butt while he tried to finish his glad handing. Nothing stopped him...he hadda get off, and kept pumping and kicking and whinging deep in his throat, and finally the toy boy cummed off, with his spooge shooting all over his shorts, his hand, the boxers and his underthighs. As he heaved a huge sigh, all of him flopped flat to the bed, and jelling cum was cold on his hot skin, as it tried to seal the back of his legs to the bedspread.
His cock pasted to his hand still, he morphed into a fetal ball and was sound asleep. Six cums in an afternoon...whutta boy!!
For Jamie's part, he was still getting joyed by Andy in the tent as darkness fell. He pulled himself from the sweat-slimey velcro hold joining his chest to Andy's, sitting, stretching out his legs over next to Chris. They both grabbed a chinaboy wrist and pulled Andy between them and laid his face between their upper thighs. "Clean up your bud, suckface," Jame said, "and if you do good, we'll let you get off yo' own self."
With grunt as he strained into Jamie's crotch, the unmistakable, "Slupp! Shlurkk! Squawlp!" ensued as Andy cleaned his butt slime and Jamiejam off the boy's silky smoothe pinky pud. As Jamie glowed in his aftercum gut wracking tongue wash, Chris got down, and lifted Andy's leg over him giving him access to the kid's dick. Chris downed his buddy's meat and in seconds the horny l'il fucker was buck-bouncing over Jamie's leg. He screamed excitedly as he came off so powerfully that his quaking body had to stilled some by Chris so he wouldn't lose cock or cum from his lips.
Sitting back up with Jamie, Chris was a bit hesitant. Their long time buddy was still in service to their dicks, when he finally blurted out...."Hey man, Jame....I been looking at you this whole time and I couldn't get what it was...then it comes to me....your cockhairs is gone. Wussup?"
Jamie's uncomfortable laugh did not give him good cover, as he blushed saying, "Um..uh, well...you 'member when I got stepsuck to shave his hairs....I sorta got to likin' how that felt when I checked him fer stubble. Next thing I know, I tried to cut a little off and whoosh, it was all gone. I love how it feels, ya know, but it's a good thing I got that 'sistant manager's gig wit' the coach, or it would be some tuff times fer me in the shower after gym."
"You ain't just'a shittin' man..." Chris piped back. Andy taking notice himself was running his hand all over Jamie's crotch, cock and nuts, and started getting Jamie fired up again. Jamie resisted and jumped up, escaping further inquisition. Chris and Jamie got themselves and Andy in some clothes order, and reached a hand each to Andy pulling him to his feet. Arms over shoulders, the kids strode across the lawn from the tent, hand-slappin' at the drive with their g'byes and Jamie headed into his house, as the others went on down the drive to the street.
The phone was ringing when Jamie got inside, and it was Brady calling to advise Jamie that his 'cumming' out party was set for Friday, day after tomorrow, and he should tell his mom he'd be staying over at a friend's afterward. Jame was trembling in both scarys and anticipation....an all nighter with them older rich kids....his hand searched out his hardening prick in his shorts. A smile covered his face when Brady reminded him he was in for a big cash payday as well. Geez, as he hung up, with a load just pumped up Andy's chute, he was again hot as a firecracker! He still knew he had a 'date' with Mikey Saturday.... which broadened his smile with visions of his pussyboy dancin' in his head.
As it turned out, Mikey had a quiet day at school followed by basketball practice. He had bypassed 'breakfast' with Tom even though his teen boy dick tingled as he looked at Tom's front door when he headed for school. But Jamie, as per usual, reported to the 2d floor boys room with a few single dollar bills in his back pocket to 'pay' for the opportunity to blow his senior class tormentors, if any showed up. He's been lucked up the last days when no one showed, but he dare not miss. Usually he was early, and had to wait 15 minutes for anyone to show, before he could leave. This morning was different. As he turned the corner into the washroom and urinal area, all six dudes were slumped against the walls waiting on him. He was stunned.....and scared. "DROP, QUEERASS!" Devon hollered, and Jamie fell to his knees.
One kid yelled, "Tongue out!" Jamie stuck it out and it quivered there over his lip. Another kid yelled, "Pull out your dick!" and when he did, they all laughed as his cock stood hard against his fly. "Lookit 'im. Hard fer us man....hard fer DIS!" called Taylor as he unsheathed the biggest of their meat. As he wagged it around, Jamie shook, reliving his afternoon with Taylor's angry, thick veiny prick in his mouth, up his ass....ohhh....the paperboy, TWICE....the shaving scene in the scalding hot water in the bathroom sink...."nnnnghhh," he actually moaned aloud.
While Jon went to post the 'Out of Order' notice on the door and lock it, Jason demanded the cash payment. Hesitantly, Jamie pulled $3 from his back pocket and handed it to him. Jason snatched it and didn't even say a word when he saw that the money was short by $2 (Josh's share was omitted since he had offered to forego it for a month, when he took Jame's Nike's). Jase smashed Jamie with the back of his hand, and then said, "You short, fucker! YOU SHORT!" he screamed. Jamie's eyes welled in tears, as Jason picked him up under his arms, whirled him in the air to the others who had now gathered 'round, and pulled all the clothes from their airborne cocksucker, stripping him naked.
Time was short til class, and as if choreographed, the boys went about getting two of 'em fucked and the other four blowed in 22 minutes. Jon and Damon hauled a bench into place in the center of the room, and Jamie was deposited on his back, legs up with orders to hold his legs up with his arms under his knees. Jamie had to bring lube every morning. Jason took it from Jame's discarded pants, grabbed Jame's right hand and squirted the lotion for him to lube his own toolbox. Jamie swabbed his hole, and fingered himself, returning his hand to his legs while Jason got his prick lubed in Jamie's mouth, then sat to Jamie's butt. With a long low groan from Jamieboy, Jason slid forward on the bench guiding his hot-fired poker through Jamie's asslips. Then in a novel butt fucking, he pushed and pulled Jamie back and forth on the stretching skin of the kid's back, to and fro over that almost 6 inch power pud. Jamie's incessant grunts were muflled with both Damon and Devon in his mouth. The site of his tongue squigglin' out around and between those two fine slick poles, was one to behold. The drool, too, dripping in long strings to his neck....ohhhhh! Jason loved short stroking Jamie over him before he held him to his curly hairs. Teen cream pumped into Jamie with tears of joy welling in Jase's eyes. Josh helped the exhausted, cum-spent Jason up from the bench and sat himself to Jamie's tail. Jason was holding on to Jamie's knee for support. Josh gazed down at his buddy's pearljam oozing from Jamie's ever-pulsing pucker. He grinned as he gripped and guided his own pud though the goo, and "Sspwuckk!" sank his cock into Jamie in one thrust, "Ohrrrrohnngh!" was the groan from deep inside Jamie's overstuffed face.
Soon there were short breaths, and cumming boys in Jame's mouth, as he gwalped and gawlukked and glulpped the massive spoo dump. Damon and Devon laughed as they saw that they had not only gooed in and out of Jamie's mouth, but over each other's cockheads, too. They alternately fed their meat in and out and in and out to get Jamie's rasper to clean them off. It didn't help that they kept spasming from the constant tongue action, bucking and oozing yet more spooge.
Taylor finally pushed in and filled Jamie's mouth with his own 7 inch monster, joined by Jon's slim 5 inches plus. That was the duel of duels, particularly for Jon to try and get a share of mouth pussy in the face of that big intruder of Taylor's. Jamie was gone...just gone! Cock surrounded him. Cock filled him. His whole life had become cock!
Now Jason was straddling the bench over Jamie, and took the boy's feet, bottom to bottom, rubbed 'em with some lotion, and fucked his meat between them while he rubbed the bottoms of Jamie's feet together. Jason's prick was quivering in fevered fuckjoy, being rolled and fucked between two oily boyfeet at the same time. Not to be left out, Devon and Damon pulled Jamie's hands to their pricks and humped the boy's cock-squeezing hands. In about the space of 45 seconds, all 6 boys came off. Cum ropes shot across Jamie, onto each boy, down Jamie's throat, and up his ass. Mannnn...there was rubber legs all around! For a long, long moment....every boy was still..... heaving chests gave away breathlessness. Six cocks were pulsing....oozing. Jason's cockshot had actually caught Taylor square in the face after exploding from between Jamie's feet.
The only action was in Jamie's mouth as he worked to swallow another massive dual cum shot around the boy pricks still nestled in his mouth. Man, oh man! Three boys blowed off twice, and three once....in 17 minutes!
With five minutes to spare, they were all hustling to clean up at the sinks, now. When they were all dressed, they looked at their forlorn little fuckpussy spread eagled, arms and legs hanging off the bench. Shaking his head, Taylor got this big grin, nodded to Devon, and they picked Jamie up from under his arms, hauled him with his feet bottoms up, dragging behind and pushed his face into the toilet ordering him to wash, after which he kneeled in front of the bowl, and wiped his face with his hands. Then they told him to stick his face back in and rinse it. As he did, the boys hauled out their pricks and pissed on both sides of his face into the water, with the spray splashing up in his hair, ears, and on his neck. Shoving his face in again, they laughed when the air bubbles came up through the foamy piss. They hauled him back up and scolded him for the scuzz all over the rest of his body. Raising him above the toilet, they plunged his feet down in the piss-water....dunking his feet over and over, up and down, splashing the toilet water all over the place as they plowed his feet into it. They almost dropped him they were laughing so hard....and the look on Jamie's face..... priceless. Then they took him out of there, sat him in the urinal...and flushed it. In stitches, the six boys slapped hands, half of them missing each other for their convulsing hysterics, and hit the door for class.
Jamie watched the flushed and refill water pouring over his cock and bubbling up between his thighs to the floor from his seat in the urinal. The door slammed shut. He was alone...pissed at, fucked in, cummed over, jacked on, and flushed....and it wasn't even 8 AM! He still had Pete and gym to look ahead to, and Brady and god knows what, tomorrow...alllll night! And in between, he still had another date with these fuckers in the morning...right fuckin' here!!!! At least they didn't flush his clothes and steal his sneakers....this time. As he dried himself with paper towels, and started to pull his clothes on, he thought, "Why bother pay them the whole $5, plus the $2 he was short, tomorrow? They're still gonna wale his tail and fuck his brains out..yehhhhh....he'll bring just bring a few dollars like today." Hmmmmm.
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