Hey every one! This is one of the first stories I put up on here. I added four at the same time and there are alot more in the works. The four I added were Meeting the Team, Doughboy, Stand In, and Turning Sixteen. It's two days later and I'm now adding this one. I would really appreciate your feedback just email me at iwnt2burb@yahoo.com. This, just so you know isn't my main email so I may not reply immediately. I hope you like my story.
So, I'm thinking about turning this one into a series two, and left myself a lot of options. If you want more of this one email me. It contains m/f and is voyeur. Sry if I didn't hit the mark but again, I was trying to set it up for a sequel.
"Ok, everyone, we need to be back in an hour, and we'll go over the whole thing. Depending on how it looks, we may get out then," there was a sigh from some of the fliers, there were a couple of newer kids that took forever to learn new routines. All the fliers were usually fast learners. "Can we leave?" One of the girls called, "Don't you always?" I smiled, most of them left immediately, still in their shorts and T-shirts. I caught a glimpse of Emily, and Donovan. Donovan's Dad had called and instructed me to follow him. He guessed Donovan was up to something and he wanted me to find out exactly what. I was going to just ask, and then I decided to follow them and then ask later. That way I'd know for sure. Emily and Don went out the door and I waited for a while before following. When I got out the door, they were at the end of the block; they'd been walking quickly. I darted down the block as they turned the corner, making sure to stay close to the road. I had planned on going across the road and following them from there. The problem was, they were moving fast and were making lots of different turns. Finally they stopped. After looking around a couple of times, they darted across the street and into the park. It wasn't a little kid park, as a matter of fact, it had no equipment at all. There were only trees, benches, and trails. It had a lot of privacy because of the dense trees and small clearings. They started on the main trail, and quickly branched off onto smaller ones. They kept getting further away from me because I wanted no one to see me. I kept stopping to decide weather I should follow them from the secrecy of the trees. I decided not to because of the risk they'd hear me. I followed very close to the trees though. I needn't worry though, they weren't paying attention to anything. The two stepped off the trail and into the trees. I followed slowly. I stopped, not hearing twigs being broken ahead of me. As a matter of fact, there was no sound. Taking careful steps, I made my way forward. I could see now why I hadn't heard anything there was a clearing. Don and Emily were kissing. Emily giggled, and backed away. She dropped the oversized purse she was carrying and dug a blanket out of it, "So, did you talk to Kris?" They were referring to me. "About what?" she hadn't talked to me all week. She sat down on the blanket, and pushed back her blonde hair from her eyes. "About the dance team," Don sat down beside Emily, "No, I told you, I'm not going to do it," "But he's been dancing for ever, and so have you. He could really help you with making up a team, and choreography, and all that dancer stuff," Emily placed her hand on Don's lips, "I told you I'm not going to do it, and I don't want to talk about that" I frowned, they snuck off everyday, and Don's dad wanted me to follow them, for them to talk? "But what I do want to talk about is," I started to turn away, "What we talked about last time," "But we didn't talk last time," I stopped in my tracks, "Exactly," I turned back around to see Emily pulling Don's shirt off. They locked lips, and Don's hand instantly found it's way under Emily's shirt. I could see his hand move from rubbing her stomach to fondling her breast. Emily's hand crept up Don's leg and to the bulge of a crotch he had. She unzipped his zipper and stuck her hand into his shorts. He was the only guy on the entire squad that wore shorts with a zipper. Everyone else wore track pants and jocks. Seconds later, they'd both stripped everything off and Emily was atop of Don, kissing him. Don's hands flew across her back and butt, massaging, grabbing and fondling. They rolled over and he sat back on his knees between her legs. He smiled down at her and then repositioned her. His back was to me, when he scooted back, bent over, and began eating her out. Her moans of ecstasy filtered over to me. I could see his shaved balls, hard cock and nice small puckering hole clearly from where I was. Briefly I thought of walking over to where he was and eating him out. It was only briefly though. The thought was trashed as soon as I thought about how big and protective his dad was. I contented myself with sticking my right hand down my pants. I groped my crotch, making shivers fly through my body. Turning my attention back to the interaction at hand, I saw one of Emily's hands, fly up and down Don's back. She probably was holding herself up with the other. I saw her move, she was laying back down and she pulled Don up to her face. I couldn't tell if she was kissing him or talking to him. I could hear mumbling so I knew they were talking. Emily's hands continued to roam, getting closer and closer to Don's butt. He positioned himself, holding himself up over her with one hand and holding his cock with the other. Her hands grabbed his butt and pulled him into her. I could hear both of them moan. After a couple of slow thrusts from the nicely shaved and sized cock he began slamming into her. She was whimpering at every slapping sound. The sound was wet with what I guessed to be his precum and her juices. It was erotic all in itself.his head dipped ad I could hear her yelling, "Harder, HARDER," her legs wrapped around his waist and began digging into his back. "Are you gonna do it?" I heard him growl. Don's body was shaking with every thrust. "Y... yeah! Oh god yes!" he slammed into harder, and her legs unwrapped from around him. He slowed, "Are you sure?" he asked panting, I couldn't see the response but I guess she'd nodded. He pulled out, and was on his hands and knees above her, "You positive?" "Do it before I change my mind," I heard her whisper. His face dropped down, kissed her and he quickly moved. He started talking, "I've been talking to people about it on the net, and looking at pictures," He moved her, infront of him, sitting on the blanket, "The best way, that I've seen was this one," He lifted her up, and held her poised above his rod, I now knew what they were talking about. He grabbed his cock, and held it upright, pulling her cheeks apart, "Now when it starts hurting, you stop," he instructed, "push like your taking a dump," she nodded, and held herself, still dangling above his schlong. "I'm going to get the head in and go in when you adjust," this kid was going to fuck Emily's ass. Why hadn't he asked me? I'm experienced, it'd been better. My left hand replaced my right groping my crotch, and my right slid around to my ass. I caressed it. Don lowered Emily until she was sitting on his head, "Now start pushing," I put my fingers at the entrance to my hole, and pushed in with their sow motion. I fondled my balls at the same time. Slowly, his cock entered, what I imagined to be her tight wet, hot hole. It probably was, she seemed to be a virgin. They stopped, and sat there for a while. She whimpered and even whelped a little as she started back down. He was moaning the entire time, restraining himself from ramming into her. In my fantasy, I was being fucked by him and fucking her simultaneously. She finally reached the base, and sat there a while. Slowly, she rose again, and got to the head. Don, never one with patience, rammed to the hilt as she started back down. He then began pumping, with her yelling, and whimpering. She looked as if she was trying to move away from his assaulting cock.What was probably happening was that he'd read books about gay people having sex, and men have a prostate. This gave them their pleasure from anal sex whereas in women, there was no prostate, thus no pleasure. Don was having the time of his life while Emily was in pain. "ohhh... Ohhh god" he yelled, the rhythmic slapping resumed, and he was again ramming into her. "Aww fuck I'm going to cum," "Wait," she yeleld, she reached back with one arm and held him down, awa from her "What the hell!" he yelled. Emily moved away from him, "We agreed Don!" Emily began pulling on her clothes "What?" the kid was dumbfounded, as Emily pulled up her shorts. :"You don't remember?" she let out a growl snatching up her bra and shirt. It hit him like a ton of bricks, "Oh that? Come on Em, " he pleaded, "I just got caught up in everything," she grabbbed her bag and limped off, "Emily, Em, come on," he yeleld after her. He was going to have a serious case of blue balls. He sat there for a minute staring down at his cock, and then looking towards the area where she stormed off to. He grabbed his cock, and bent his legs at the knee, holding himself up with his left hand. He started stroking slowly, and began moaning. Lying back, he reached down and fondled his balls, grappling and moving them around. I did the same, moving both of my hands to the front. He was fucking his fists, this cock seemed to be a little longer than his fist, about six inches. He brought his left hand back again and began pumping harder. His moans became louder, and his breaths shallower. This kid was really working himself. His left hand came up under his left leg, and began fondling his balls under hand. He even pulled on them, and I copied his movements a little. I stared as his hand dropped to massage the area between his sac and crack. He then began rubbing, it and rocked onto his back. His thumb quickly disappeared into his hole. Seconds later, another did and he was fucking himself on the two digits. He was moaning and tugging on his pole hard. Finally he couldn't take it, let out a yelp and shot four healthy shots up and over his head. The rest dribbled over his cock. I stopped, not wanting to have the explosive orgasm I always have and be found out, and quickly readjusted myself. I quickly made my way through the city and to the studio, a bout five minutes before Don. I had a small smirk on my face for the rest of practice.