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 24.
Brady yelled into Jamie's face as it whizzed 'round, "Tell us boyfag...tell us! You need it you l'il fuck! You just need the cock so bad you'll take it anyway you can get it! Tell us, you fuck!"
The dizzy fuckpussy nodded his head in several directions at once as he spun, "Y-ya--yeahhuh...fuck--uh---cock---ummmm----need c-cuh-ock! Ohhh! Hafta ---nnnghuh----fuck---cock---uhhhhhh." They all cheered. They loved it!!! Guys were slapping Brady on the back for his great find....wailin,' "We gonna have this fucker ever' day we can get his l'il ass!"
Troy meanwhile, went out of his mind, screaming like a banshee as he shot and shot, and with each up-and-down the boys could see the spooge seep from around his pumping prong. How wild....how searing hot...to see Troy humping up to catch the rising boy, then falling to the hassock with that descending pussyboy ....over and over and then the aftercum sensitivity drove Troy hysterically rolling out of Jamie, and off the hassocks to whimper in tears and joy....a spasming fetal ball on the floor.
The serfs face dived the hassock, tonguing off ass-slick, sweat and spooge. The rest of the boys watched, holding their breath...well almost all, even Brady didn't see Dean slip in under the fagboy cunt and yowl, "Let the more fuckin' commence!"
Serf boys swooped to Troy's meat, and cleaned his matted, cum-sticky cock hair and dick...tonguing up every last spoo dribble, before carrying him to a seat along the wall. The guys started hooting, chanting, and making "whooshin'" sounds as the whirly boy whizzed 'round and 'round and up and down fuckin' his pussyboycunt on Dean's shlkky-shlkk dick, over and over.....and over......
Mikey, Stepdad and Unca Jimmy. Chapter 24.
Dean couldn't believe the thrill of the whiryboi fuck. The velvet-smoothe skins of his peter were stretching and twisting 'round and 'round inside those boypussy lips of Jamie's fiery cockbox. His entire body shivered as he so quickly reached flashover, screeling aloud in a whiny, screamy wail of lustyboy fuckshoot like he'd never felt before.
Every boy in the room caught a breath at the ear-piercing siren. Dean was uncontrollably up-fuckin' at Jamie's seeping hole, huckin' fer air, his whole body near convulsion. Every single dick in the room was standing and dripping and at least half the boys found themselves inching closer to the whirl-a-fuck while squeezin' and releasin' and resqueezin' their stickied up fingers over their shiny cockheads. Ohhhhh!! So fuckin' hot!!! On the very next up-pull of Jamie's tether, Dean's tail flopped to the hassock, and his semi-hard cock slipped from Jamiehole to lay flat to his lower belly, like a pearl-slicked cruller.
The serfs dived for it, and it was cleaned instantly. Dean was being lifted while he was being licked off, and one of the serfs slid under Jamie to suck out the dripping Deannie jam.
Boys were jostling for position at the foot of the hassock till Brady selected Donny with a grip to his bare shoulder, and sent him under Jamie's now steady, hanging toyhole. In a flash he threw himself onto his back, and grabbed for Jamie's cheeks for them to come down and glove his gooey, rock hard 7 inches.
They had moved the camera to a position where it aimed upward from hassock level to get the close-up of the boy's cock as it sought boyhole-zero, and then sank through. Wphoooo!!! The asslips spread and tucked under as the bulbous cockhead surged and seemed to melt through the kid's dangling ass....then Jamie was lowered....they started him spinning....then they started to raise and lower the tether and Donny was crazed in more boy cock joy than he'd had in all his whole pubey years.
The boys actually took breaks in their frenzied cocklust, so they could restore feeling to the pussyboy's arms and legs, before rehoisting him to their wild cheering and foot stomping glee. Needless to say, that while Jamie was being 'restored on his hands and knees on the hassocks, impatient horny fuckers took his boyhole and facecunt non-stop.
After while, and as they all fucked on through the late afternoon, the kids began to move off to one of the other rooms and a TV, with a serf to watch the current action closeup while getting personalized pud service.
At long last, long gone, and wholly fucked, the dazed Jamie was lowered to the hassocks and his wrists and ankles released from the tether. Several of the guys took him outside, dumped him in the pool, and a couple of them jumped in to scrub him up and make him all squeaky clean for the next round of festivities. They even had sponge-bore dildo to fuckscrub his toybox. They took him out of the pool, made him 'walk the plank' on the diving board. He was given one of those overstuffed batakka bats to joust with a selected club boy, who would haul off and knock the little shit clear off the board into the water. He had 10 seconds to get back up on the board....of course failing, and of course flogged for it by all the enthusiastic boybangers who raced for hose strips, paddles and whips to form the boy-waling gauntlet back to the diving board and another batakka pounding butt flop into the water. The kids were so wild that they were hitting each other with the whips as well Jamie.
Jamie was then chased around the yard by the batakka wielding club bangers. The thunderous shots he took were basically harmless in that a batakka is like an upholstered bolt of stuffed cloth, but is heavy as well. When swung by the oar-size soft handle, it could knock Jamie literally off his feet, or, if he was hit square across the shoulders, he would immediately take a face plant. They knocked the fucking young dude all over the yard. Screaming like indian warriors, whooping and wailing. A super attack was when a guy coming from in front doubled him with a stomach shot, and a guy from behind belted him is the ass, and the little fucker went about 5 feet airborne till he skidded across the lawn on his belly, spitting grass out his mouth. At one point, they surrounded him when he had been belly-slammed into the grass with a shoulder shot, and as he would start to get up, he would be whomped again and again, and he was ordered to try and get up and they finally ended the torment when he was so exasperated that he just flopped flat and broke into uncontrollable sobbing.
He was picked up over the heads of five of the guys and heaved into the pool again for cleaning and cooling off.
The serfs were soon sent in to bring Jamie out and while holding him airborne, he was dried and baby oiled right down and into his pussyslot.
Next he was brought back to the main room, where a bathinet kinda thing was waiting. This was soft cloth covered table, with one side that inclined, then dropped away, so a boy toy butt could be dropped to a standing kid's cock level, and the legs spread and hooked to the sides like a birthing chair. Jamie was so installed, and a boy was actually in place, cock at the ready sinking right through his pussycunt. Then as Jamie's head was lowered, Teddy slipped over the back of his head, and as his balls smothered Jame's face, his prick sank through the boy's lips. Two more boys sank putts as their fine young puds slipped into his mouth from each side of his face. Then two each came to his sides wrapping the fuckboy's hands 'round their cocks. He was now taking eight boys at a time and they were gonna be using their boy in every way they could. One boy even sat to the floor and grabbed Jamie's feet and fucked his cock between his soles. This scene played itself over and over for the next hour, as these hotboi fuckers got off again and again. The joy of the horny young dick....it just takes a humpin' and keeps on cummin'...man o' man o' mannnnnnn!!!
Every boy had Jamie's ass sometime during the day and early evening....and his mouth. The only variations came with how many times a boy got to have the Jamie piece of his choice. Rest assured, every kid got his $100 worth. Later, there were six-boy fuck-arounds in the bedrooms. Boys drew lots to team up for the double-fuck games. Tickets were drawn, and each pair of boys was teamed and was awarded Jamie, who they led off to one of the beds. Cams were turned on in the selected room, TV's were switched on all over the house, and the first two boys sat crotch-to-crotch and cock-to-cock. The other four boys lowered Jamie's hole to the double headed monster, and then they made Jamie bounce his box over them. He was so tired and worn out, but he somehow pushed himself up and down against the knees of his teen probers.
The boys joyously creamed his pussyslot, and then they were swapping positions and Jamie was fucked again and again, by the next two pair of boys with the aid of the others.....when the third round of screaming creaming meemies got off, the next three pairs of boys swooped in to carry Jamie's fuckhole to another bedroom, and another camera. The serfs of course were everywhere that cum was dripping to lap it up. The first three boy pairs were cleaned off as they lay all over the bed, and then took a splash in the hot tub.
Several boys had special kinks they wanted Jamie to serve. One boy wanted Jamie on the diving board, so he roll off into the pool as he shot off in the air and took his fuckboy in with him. Several boys wanted Jamie to blow them under water in the hot tub. When he would come up for air each time, they alternated slapping at his head and spitting in his face before he went back under.
A whole 'nother bunch of boys were the last ones to have Jamie privately for a love fuck. Brady was the first and the last...and took Jamie for a love bang right out on the hassocks again in front of all the boys that were left as the evening went dark and late. The site of Brady's hefty rod....of Jamie's boy tail riding it to and fro....had every ball-drained kid in the room, pullin' hard again. Brady didn't move...just raised up on his knees, as his little toeheaded fuckboy reamed his own hole...up and back....faster and faster.... and faster....and then Brady pulled Jamie's hips hard to him as he threw his almost manly head back, wheezed, moaned, humped two-three times, fell forward laying to Jamie's back...his tongue laved up the boy's neck and into his hairs.....both of them shivering.... Jamie from the tongue tip tingle....Brady from the throes of his rabid fuck frenzy.
When Jamie had given his all....every limb....every hole....he had dried cum over every inch of his skins....even his feet...and between his toes.
He was carried to the garage and the van again for his ride home. Four of the guys went with Brady. The ride home was no respite for Jamie, of course. Where there's a boy dick, Jamie's gotta be on it when he's at a club function. All four of the kids in the back with him, fuck stuffed him and held out to get off in his mouth on the ride. When Brady pulled up two blocks away from Jamie's house and parked, the pussyfuckers in back were spanking Jamie's ass and while he kneeled with his hands up to his chest like doggie paws, he was being face smacked with shots that were snapping his head from side to side, and having to plead through his tears to please be spanked and slapped more and more and harder and harder.
They opened the sliding side doors and lay him to grass naked....and as the van started again, they threw out individual things of his...a sneaker...a sock....boxers...until at his house they threw his pants out onto the walk to his door. Jamie started to crawl up the long two blocks....naked....crying....a sore-to-burning, sticky asshole....a body iced with pearly dried cum....an equally cum-sopped mouth. His short, dirty blond hair was sweat-matted. His rubbed tears from his sticky face and eyes as he approached his first piece of clothing....a sneaker.
After what seemed like forever, he was at the walk, carrying some clothes, and wearing his boxers and sneakers, and he found his pants. He pulled them on....and also his tee....then sat down on the front step all alone in the dark, and bust out crying again. He needed.....something....he was so sad....he just needed....oh, man...the l'il fucker was hard in his pants....he must surely know what he needs. Hmmm....us too!
He dragged his sore body up and made his way 'round back to clean up in the downstairs sink, before slithering past his mother if she was still up. He had told her he'd be late, but he never knew if she'd be waiting up or not.
Running the wet towel through his hair, his hands and fingers trying to make order of the top of his head....he slipped up the stairs. Lights were on, but all was quiet....he made it up the stairs, and he jumped when his mother called from her darkened room....he answered, "'Nite, mom."
At last inside his room, he leaned hard against his closing door, and sighed. His head hung to his chest...his hands dug into his pockets as he slumped to the door in the dark....
If eyes could light a room....Jamie's should have just then! His stuffed hands in his pockets felt what felt like soft paper....it WAS soft paper....Jamie's cash....Brady had been true to his word. He whirled 'round to get the light on and pulled the 'paper' out of both pockets. As he counted out $200 in his left hand dropping the bills as he counted....he counted another $300 in his other hand. Then he dropped to his very sore knees, and grabbed at the bills and threw them in the air to let them snow back down on him again and again.
He sat to his tail, happy tears streamed down his face....
He made his way to get up, and started stripping for bed, when he noticed one lone white paper amongst the green bills. He picked it up and there was writing...."Boy... be ready....any day....after school."
Jamie sighed in concession to his fate, but then looked down at all the money on the floor....smiled....locked the door....snatched up all the bills and stuffed them in his desk before hitting the mattress....he sighed....pressed hard and stretched into his sheet....he was hard....he needed his cock right then as he hunched the bed in boy rut...whirled onto his back, spread his legs wide, and as his boy toes curled, the soles of his feet facing each other, Jamie creamed off 7 rapid-fire shots of boy spooge over his head, into his face, chest and then a puddle of goooze into his bare pubes which glued his fingers tight to his smoothe, pretty pinky-white 6 incher.
His breathing was heavy and sputtery as he fell to sleep and his legs closed around his pud gripping hand, till he curled into a fetal boy roll on his bed....his toes splayed, and curled tight one more time.
The sun shone brightly through all Jame's windows. His naked blond boy beauty glowed in two-toned pink and bronze. His breathing was imperceptible.
Downstairs, Jame's mom was making coffee for Jame's dad, who she told to come early that day for his visit with Jamie. She wanted to talk to Ed, in privacy.
"So what's up, Kel?" Ed asked as he gave her a casual kiss hello, and sat to the table.
"You'll know more about this sort of thing than I would dare to ask about. I went into Jamie's room one morning when he was still asleep...and he was sprawled naked on the bed on his back...uncovered," Kelly said.
"Oh, that's nuthin. Most kids sleep naked, or no more than their boxers...or jockey shorts," Ed said.
"No, Ed....that's not it. He's umm, he's shaved....no let me finish....he shaved...'down there.'"
Ed looked pensive for a long moment....his mind shifted back and forth from his shaved pubes son....to Mikey, his shaved stepson....was there a connection? Mikey claimed it was for team initiation....but Jamie wasn't on any team...so far as he knew. Hmmmm.
Ed brightened, and said, "Whatever it is...it won't be anything serious. Probably some school hazing thing or other. I'll find out."
His ex-wife then asked, "You don't think it's any VD thing do you, Ed?"
Ed got momentarily alarmed especially since he actually knew Jamie was sex-active, if not necessarily with girls...he knew Jamie had messed around with Mikey. He also knew Mikey's pubes were clean, 'cause he himself had helped out his crying stepson when he had tried to shave his own cockhair.
Back at Willow, Mikey woke with a start when he heard his stepdad pull out of the drive to go to Oden. He was gonna bring Jamie back with him. He shivered as he thought of taking Jamie's cock in his mouth....up his tail....without even realizing....Mikey's mouth was drooling spittle from its corner onto his pillow....his lithe young body glistened in the beading sweat....and he shivered at his mind's eye sight of Jamie's lecherous leer....at that 6 inches of stepbrother prick that made him sooooo.....fuckin'.....HARD!
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