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 27.
Jamie was maybe at least just a bit....maybe....jealous....left out? Here was his dad servicing Jamie's own account. 'Whut's wrong wit' dis pitcher?' Jamie mighta been thinkin'.
Regardless what he was thinking, he eased down and tickled his toes into his dad's chest, digging his toe nails into the big man's nipples. Ed snatched both the boy's ankles and pulled him roughly, yet smoothely with a hand to the boy's back for support, till Jamie was squatting on his dad's chest...his feet were turned up and back behind him, with his knees above Ed's shoulders. In a seemless move forward, Jamie finger-pressed his hardboy pronger down and down to his dad's lips.....and.... through!
Ed took the boy's cock in like an ice pop and felt a slight gag reflex when as he daddy-lipped his son's hairless pubes, the kid's cockhead dug into Ed's throathole. "Ohhhh!" Jamie yelped in surprise at the sudden and total engulfing of his boy peter from the second it touched Ed's lips.
Ed's tongue swirled over the boy's quickly super-heated prick and while losing control, Jamie pulled out of his dad's face and scrambled behind his personal fucktoy, and sank his spit-slicked steely rod straight up Mikey's daddy-cum oozing butthole. Something happened that even Jamie could never have counted on. His mind spun into a whirl with the feel of the hot cum lubing out all over his porking prick as it pumped through Mikey's pucker. He actually felt his daddy's jam bubble over onto the top of his thickening, surging boy slab....he smelled the sex of it all wafting up from the merge of their fiery boy parts.
Heeeeeee cummmmmmmmmmmed!!! He shot his butt up and back and over and over and over and then planted to Mikey's sphinctering ass cheeks. He cried out and whined and trembled before falling over Mikey's back, pasting himself to Mikey in their mutual fuck sweat.
Mikey's thrill of the fuck, merged with the image before him as he finished licking his stepdad clean. He burrowed underneath and into the big man's nutsack, where he drove Ed to grab his cock and jack himself when the boy's teeth chewed his sack with shivery little boy bites. Then with a final kiss to Ed's jacking cockhead, Mikey went quiet and his face smooshed into his stepdaddy's balls with a sigh.
After long silent moments, Ed strained to get as quietly out from under his 'son,' and back to his own room, bed and wife, knowing he needed to wash the smell of sex off his body before he did so.
His joy of the sex he had shared, unmatched as it was, left him empty when he turned back as he opened the door, and watched as Jamie, with his cock still stuffed up into Mikey, turn the kid around on his back and threw Mike's legs over his shoulders. Ed's cock tingled in his hand as the hall light shone on Jamie's flaring cheeks, then they flexed as he shot his cock back up into Mikey whispering hoarsely, "Fuck you, you little punk! Fuck you, big BRUHther!!"
Ed was still jacking, short in breath as he closed the door to the sound of slapping thighs into damp boy tail cheeks, the steady "Uh, uh, uh, unghuh," from Mikey, and the last site his eyes beheld were the ten boytoy toes facing him as Mikey's feet smoothly moved forward and back over Jame's sweat-shimmering shoulders.
Mikey, Stepdad and Unca Jimmy. Chapter 27
Still open a crack at the latch, Ed listened for a last few steamy seconds...
It was almost like Jamie forgot how good it was to have his stepsuck brother smoldering around his boy dick....how hot....how squeezingly fuckin' hot Mikey was!
Mikey was delirious. He wanted nothing else but to have his younger step brother pounding the living shit out his ass. It was true, his dad, Unca Jimmy and Tom next door...oh and Conner and Baylor, too, had shown him the funs of man dick, but there was something special about having Jamie's cock inside him. It simply thrilled him to do the kid's bidding. He would literally do anything for Jamie....he really....well....loved his stepbrother. He even winked a thought of the wasted years since his stepdad introduced him to Jamie....when the kids barely acknowledged their mutual existence.
Then....then came that afternoon when they happened to shower together and Jamie caught Mikey pronging up at the touch of him. It seemed like years ago....yet there truly were those 3 long years they ignored each other. Bounced and bumped there on the floor in the dark, Mikey actually closed his eyes with a tear thinking of the love fuckin' fun they coulda been having all that time.
"Stepsuck cocksucker...ahmena fuck you intuh next week!" Jamie jolted Mikey out of his reverie....or whatever it was he was having. The feel of his stepbrother's driving pummel sent chills and quivers through him not only from the tingly, itching electric surges emanating from the super-stimulated silky skins of his boycunt pussy lips, but also his need to serve....and have Jamie inside him.
And then there was this low, guttural moan from deep inside Mikey...."Uhmmm.... ohhhhhgodddddddd...oh god......" and Jamie stopped, scared something had gone wrong, looking down onto Mikey though he could barely see anything in the dark of the room. Mikey continued....."Oooooooohhhhhhh....." his fingers digging into the back of Jamie's thighs and pulling toward him...."Fuckkkkkkkkkkmeeeeeeeeeee!!!!" and Mikey was clearly sobbing in his joy, want and need of his kid stepbrother's throbbing boy plugger.
Jamie went all smiles and teeth, pulled out long and rammed back home again and again up into Mikey...'Smuppp! Ummupp! Smappp!' "You got it big brudder......you fuckin' got IT!" he yelled in hoarse whisper.
Just outside, "Unnnnnggghhhhhhh-uhhhh!" Ed groaned as he shot off against the wall he was leaning very unstably against as he heard his son fuck his stepson's lights out....himself knowing the joys of just moments ago having been inside Mikey's tool tunnel. Hanging by a hand to the door knob, he slid down the wall to the floor. How mindnumbed the man was! His tongue swiped up the wall and he sucked in his own dripping cum jam. He was able to actually think that he didn't want to take his beatoff in his mouth wanting to keep the taste of his son's prick as long as he could. The first time he'd actually ever had Jamie in his mouth! But he knew he couldn't leave that goop on the wall for his wife to find in the morning.
Soon there was the sound of a gargle in the bathroom, and the hall went dark as the door to the master bedroom closed.
"Mannnnn....duuuuude....you need it! Ahm givin' it to yuh! Uncgh! Uh! Nnnnnnnnghhhh! Huhhhh! Huh! Unngh! Ahgod! Oh! Uhh!" he swamped Mikey pussy with another load of teen cream, and flumped to Mikey's chest. They lay for long moments cheek to neck....and in a somewhat surprising move, Jamie's tongue found Mikey's ear....digging in, then his lips tugged at it, while Mikey cocker spanieled his face away, then toward the surging hot rasper.
Sometime later, Mikey was roused, woke to feel his feet bottoms flat against the wall above his head, and Jamie grunting like a madman over him firing his boy pleasing pecker down through the Mikey bung he'd been planted in for more than half the night already....and he was goin' again!
Jamie's hands were tight to Mikey's ankles, and with every long-cock pullout and rebang, Mikey's feet came off the wall only to be slammed back again a second later. The sound was like pillow-muffled machine gunning. Jamie sighed deeply, and moaned low and long as he shot one more butt filling load of boy jazz down into his 'brother'.
Later he squoosked his soppy teen prick from Mikey's bunger and knee straddled the kid's face to get it tongued swabbed.
Back up in Mike's bed, Jamie pulled the covers around him, and rolled over as Mikey curled in a fetal ball on the floor. Oozing boy and daddy jelly cooling on his bare bubble butt.
The adults were up bright and early, and Ed found himself putting an ear to Mikey's door at about 9 AM, absently running his hand against the part of the wall he'd licked off his fun sponge not too many hours earlier. He sprung hard when he heard Jamie ordering Mikey, "Drain it dude....and no spills."
Jamie pushed Mikey's mouth off his dick after the last of his piss was licked off it, and slipped back under the blanket. Mikey made his way out to the bathroom and drained his own pud, before slipping back into the room to get a few more sleeps.
The morning sun burned up higher in the sky as Jamie finally stretched, yawned, kicked the covers off his own naked boy of pinky tan. He stared down his lean trunk and watched his toes splay out stiff and hard, not to mention his young steely pud all right for more drainin' before some randy real action.
Then he looked over to realize he would never believe his luck and joy to have this boy pussy of a big stepbrother kneeling, anxiously waiting to do for his master.
Jamie reached his arm over and palmed Mikey's right cheek softly, with Mike snubbling right into it like a doggie only to have Jamie pull back and smack him three times real fast. Then Jame jumped to sitting on the edge of the bed and waled Mike's face a bunch more hard slaps, before grabbing his burning cheeks with both hands, getting into his face nose to nose, and telling him who owned his ass, who he belonged to and who he did ever'thin' for....and whenever he stopped he smacked him and then reheld his face, while Mikey just nodded, tears welling his eyes.
Jame's piss hard cock was standing right up for service once again, so Mikey's stinging face was yanked down on Jamie's spigot for redraining.
Jamie would get excited at the sound of Mikey gurgling the boy piss down. He found himself scanning the room for any new additions he might want to have.
Sticking his foot into Mike's chest he decked him on his back, and then said " Get me my money."
Mikey crawled over to his desk, and back with a bunch of crumpled bills Mikey'd saved from his allowance and stuff to fund Jamie's lifestyle. Jame counted out $17. "This is IT?! I made 50 times this fuh----uhm...funning wit' some guys back at Oden the past week. 17 bucks, man," he shook his head..."this ain't nothin'. You gonna have to start charging fer yur ass an' mouth, faggot. Dis here won't keep me, man....no way. You betta thinka somfin to take care of yur little brother better.....RIGHT?? 'Ssmackkk!" he barked as gave Mikey a roundhouse smack that sent him sideways to the floor.
While Mike looked up rubbing the side of his head, Jamie picked up the backpack he'd brought with him, and threw it at Mike. Follow me around dickwipe, while I colleck any stuff I like. Mikey wore the pack over his neck and shoulder as he crawled behind Jamie....two new 'puter games. Since Jame had the kid's PS2 from the last visit, Mike sure didn't need the games his mom had bought him.
"Hey dude! You been holdin' out on yur brudder." There was a whole rack of CDs, rock, rap and hip hop....Jamie just scooped about 20 of them in two hands and dropped them into the pack. Jamie's eye went to the stereo....running a smoothing hand across the face of it. Mikey anxiously watched....assuming he was losing it. Then Jamie surprised him. "We got same tune machines, Mike...but I think yours is newer. If it is, we'll swap."
Jamie went over to the bureau and closet. He had Mikey take out each drawer and dump it over so Jamie could see everything. While he toed everything on the floor, pushing things aside, he had Mike lay out everything from the closet on the bed for Jamie to check.
Jamie took up on a Polo windbreaker that caught his eye, stuffed it in the pack, threw the rest of the stuff on the floor and flopped onto the bed. "Blow me faggot."
Mikey crawled up on the bed with the smells of breakfast permeating the room. There was a call from the kitchen for the kids to get a move on. "With a few hard pats to the sides of Mike's head, Jamie said, "You got duties, a'fore bre'fast man...get down."
"Sshhqwalkk!" Mike was shocked into the real world, right smartly. Jamie yanked his head right down over his meaty prong and into his throat with passing 'go' or collecting $200. Jamie even shocked himself with sensations of the boy's throat muscles riding his sensitive pud knob. In no time he was up on his haunches ramming his proud boy pleaser in and out Mikey's throat wildly...pistoning.....firing into overdrive...and losing it soooooo fassst. "Um, ah...ungh...cummin' oh man....oh dude cummmin' sooooooharddddd!"
After a long, cock-throbbing suspension of teen boy hanging heavy over servingboy brother, a quivering Jamie "Sqwwweusskkked' his fine prick from Mikey's throat, and dropped Mike onto his back, and gave him five quick short jabs to the belly.
"Uhh! Uhh! Uhh! Unnh! Ooummph!" Mikey spwumphed under Jamie. Then with another harder shot, Jame growled, "Who owns yer fuckin' ass?"
"You, uhhhhhh....sssssirrrrrr," Mikey whispered through an air-sucking mouth.
Another shot....another question...."Who owns yur pussy mouth?" Another shot. "Who owns yur stuff, yer bed, yer room?" Jamie barked.
With each stifling punch, Mikey gasped out a "You---thur!" or something that sounded close to that.
The boys made their way into the bathroom to wash off the boyspooge smells so they could get breakfast. They both knew the shower later was gonna be another fuckromp for Jamie. Ed sheepishly scanned the boys as they came into the sunnybright kitchen in their boxers, barefoot, without shirts. They both got a peck on the cheek from Mike's mom and sat for pancakes, eggs and bacon. Sitting across from each other, Jamie kept toeing into Mike's balls, and the kids started giggling. Mom would never have thought her boy was slaved to Jamie as he was.....how much he needed to be 'owned' so completely by another boy.
Jamie realized this was the first meal the kids had together since Mikey was taken down in the shower that first afternoon when there wasn't a gob of cum jiggling on top of Mikey's food.
He was actually pained that he hadn't arranged to have a rubber of boyspoo to pour over Mike's eggs. Mikey stared at Jame's face trying to figure out why he had that disgusted look on his face...then he doubled up in his chair. When Jamie looked up and saw Mikey staring, he toe-jabbed him hard in the nuts to make up for not having cum for his breakfast.
Mike's mom jumped up to see what was wrong, but soon it was over, and Mike could see that look of determination on Jamie's face....there would be punishment....there was no doubt.
Mom asked the kids to clean up when they were done and the 'rents took off for other parts of the house.
They were back to funnin' around at the sink, ending up with 2 boys' boxers totally drenched in soapy water dripping from the legs holes to their feet, toes and floor. Mikey was on his knees cleaning up the mess when there was a knock to the back door.
Jamie went to see who it....he broke into a big smile when he saw it was his bud Conner from home back in Oden....and then a darkness shrouded him when he saw Conner's big brother Baylor coming up behind. Baylor knew Jamie had become the hoops team's cum dump! A snap of his head back to Conner...he couldn't tell if Conner knew...then he turned to Mikey, still ragging the floor dry, but looking up.
Mike smiled when Conner stepped through the open door....and even a broader smile when he saw Baylor.
Now Jamie was both fearful of his exposure in front of Mikey....and pissed that Mikey was seemingly okay with Conner....and Baylor. Why? He, of course would have no idea that Mikey, was the white filling in the black brothers' fuck and suck sandwich some weeks ago. He also forgot giving Mikey's address back when.
High fives all around, and Mikey jumped to slap arms and shoulders with the two black kids. Big teethy smiles, the brothers said, "Game o' hoops, dudes?"
Mikey ran to his room and brought back his and Jame's sneaks and half on and half hopping out the door, they led Conner and Baylor out to the driveway and the basketball. Conner teamed with Mike, and Baylor with Jamie so the sides were more even....Jamie being the only one not playing school b-ball.
The brothers stripped their tees off, but played in jeans, while Jame and Mikey were still in their underwear. Ed, Mike's stepdad, and Uncle Jimmy came on the scene and filled in for a while, at first spelling each of the black kids, then turning the game into a 3-on-3. Beat...the older guys broke off and watched from the kitchen for while. When the game broke, Conner and Mikey came in to tell Ed that Conner would drive Jamie back to Oden that afternoon, so that Ed wouldn't have to make the trip. At first Ed was not sure, then said, "Hey...sure...that's fine...tell Jamie it's ok."
When they ran back out to tell Jame and Baylor, there was a serious talk going on between them around the other side of the car. After a few minutes, a less than bright-eyed Jamie came over to Mikey and they went in to get dressed to go out. They set off the stuff in the backpack for Jame to pick up later when he said 'g'bye' to his dad.
Conner and Baylor funned each other by the car waiting for the stepbro's to come back out. Once on the road, Conner, who was driving instead of his brother, took directions to a creekside spot where they could have some quiet time in seclusion.
Mike was busy with directing Conner and wasn't paying attention to Jamie in the back with Baylor's cock stuffed halfway down his throat!
"There! Right there! Pull in by that tree, and we'll be able to get close to the water and have a cool place to spread out the blankets," Mikey said excitedly rubbing his leaking dick in his pants. All he could think about was that billy club in Conner's pants that trained him so well that night at Jamie's tentout sleepover.
Before they even stopped, Mikey was out the door, and grabbing for the seatback for the kids in the back to get out. He gasped....sucking for air! Jamie's pants were down around his knees with his tailcrease smiling back at him...annnnnnd.....Baylor's cock monster was buried deep into Jamie's beet-red face.
Conner had the blanket, and with an arm around Mikey's shoulder, he led him away toward the creek bank saying, "They got business, man," and as they continued to walk, Conner pulled Mikey's head down against the fly of his jeans....."and so do we."
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