The following is a work of fiction and should be read as such. Resemblance to anyone living or dead is purely coincidental. If you are offended by reading about consensual sexual relations between teenaged boys or men and teenaged boys or if it is illegal to do so where you are, then please leave now. Likewise, if you are not of legal age to read about such things you too should leave.
If you enjoy this story you may also like the following stories by me:
'The Note' High School section September 1999
`Mitch's Homecoming' Adult-Youth section December 1999
`Friday Night With Brad' High School section October 2004
I rolled Steve's cum across my tongue as I watched them disappear into the trees. Tilting back my head, I let his load ooze its way down my throat and into my stomach to mix with his brother's. My dick was begging for release but I purposely ignored it. I wanted to wait, as somehow I knew I'd have more visitors today. I also knew I needed to get more comfortable if this shed was to become my second home.
Back in the house I grabbed a few pillows to kneel on and a bottle of water. I hadn't realized that sucking dick would make a guy so thirsty. Walking out the door on my way back to the shed an idea popped into my head and I grabbed a pencil from the kitchen junk drawer. Once inside the shed again, I knelt by the hole and wrote yesterday's date on the wall. Below it I jotted the letters N' and R'. N for new and R for repeat. Under the N I put three small marks. I was now keeping score.
No sooner than I'd tucked the pencil between two boards on the wall I heard the familiar sound of someone approaching the shed. By now I knew I had a pretty good chance of sucking every guy that came here to piss. I anxiously waited to see this next dude but a minute or so passed and he still didn't clear the woods but I could just barely hear him say, "Hurry up!" My heart skipped a beat as I instantly realized my mouth was about to be assaulted by another tag team.
The guy's voice became louder as he continued up the hill and I had no trouble understanding every word he said. "I can't believe this shit. What kind of fucking homo sucks dick through a wall?" I'm sure he meant it as a dig at me but for some reason I found myself oddly proud of the idea. "I bet it's some fucked up old perv." I am not, I thought.
"Yeah, no shit," someone else said.
"I don't give a fuck who it is as long as I get a nut." I couldn't believe my ears. There were three guys coming to my shed!
"So who goes first?" asked the second guy.
As the first dude stumbled over a stump and into the clearing the other guys followed and laughed as he pointed at each of them counting. I counted with him as he said, "You, then you, then you and you, in that order." I gulped and my body started tingling in anticipation of sucking four horny guys. They giggled nervously alternating glances between the shed and each other. Of course I already had my knees on the pillows and was ready to service so I had a clear view of them. They were still a few feet away from the wall.
The first guy leaned toward the hole. He obnoxiously banged on the wall several times and said, "You in there, Fag?" I don't know why I didn't answer him but somehow it felt right to stay silent. "Yeah he's in there," answering his own question. He had knelt to peer into the hole from a foot or so away. I knew he could probably see a bit of my face. Turning to his crew he said, "Steve wasn't lying. This bitch is gonna suck my dick." He sounded like he was convincing himself that he was really about to get blown. He was and I couldn't wait. This guy wasn't all that hot but he'd do. After all, he did have a cock.
Two of the other three guys, though, were definitely hot. I couldn't really see much of the fourth. Number two was tall and gangly but he had short hair and was shirtless, a look that was quickly becoming my favorite. I guessed him to be 17. He was less nervous than he others as he was staring directly at the hole. I watched him absently squeeze the bulge between his legs. His other hand worked its way across his shoulders, chest and abs, his fingers finding their way under the waistband of his baggy jeans. His thumb lightly stroked the fur just below his small belly button. The dude's fingers were long and narrow and I figured his dick was too.
The third guy wasn't as tall but he was just as hot. He wasn't doing much but giving quick glances at the shed and just as quick he would look into the woods. I heard him pleading with the first guy to get on with it before someone caught them. "Relax," said Number one. "So what if someone else shows up? You know they will. Everybody knows about this place by now." He laughed and stood directly in front of the hole. I watched intently as he slowly unzipped his shorts and spread the fly showing the boxers he was wearing. They were black with a pattern of small red chili peppers and the word `spicy' plastered on them. My mind was busy trying to comprehend what he'd just said. The secret was out about my hole, both the one in the shed and the one between my lips. I had no idea how many guys knew about it but I was excited to find out. He leaned forward and pressed his crotch against the wall.
"Suck, Fag," was his command and he laughed when he heard one of the other guys egging him on.
"Do it, Mike! Bust in his mouth."
"Oh yeah," Mike said. "He swallows too."
I put my face against the hole and inhaled. He wasn't funky, but true to the words on his boxers, he smelled spicy. I could tell he had been playing hard and he was damn sweaty. When he felt my mouth touch him he pressed harder against my lips and chin. The fly of his boxers opened slightly and I flicked my tongue up the slit making the slightest contact with the skin of his dick. Working my way into his boxers I coaxed his cock through the fly with my tongue. I felt his dick start to grow against my left cheek as I buried my face into his cock hair and greedily lapped up every essence of his wetness. He moaned and I slid my mouth under his crotch and just as hungrily licked every piece of skin I could. His fully hard cock was bouncing and sliding on my nose and across my forehead as I worked his nuts.
I cleaned his balls with my mouth and once they smelled and tasted like my spit I swirled my tongue between his hangers and lightly dragged it up the bottom of his shaft, a seven inch journey that took me to the very tip of a drooling, fat mushroom head. I leaned back and looked at the angriest looking dick I'd seen so far. The thick veins crisscrossed the entire length, the thickest of which hosing its way from dead center of his pubes and taking a sharp left from the top of his shaft then hooking right and running along the left side of it before disappearing under his purple head. I traced that vein with the tip of my tongue and let his dick head rest on my lips for a few seconds before opening my mouth and pushing him into me. My tease caused him to twitch in my mouth as he moaned. "Oh yeah," he muttered, his shortness of breath causing the two syllables to trip over his vocal chords and become half a dozen.
Mike's cock filled my mouth and throat and I held him there until my lungs ached for air. He was either content to stay buried in my throat or was too dumb to pull out and start fucking. Either way I knew he loved it. Mike was mumbling some sort of chant that sounded like "suck it, suck it, suck it" over and again while the others waited for their turn. Slowly I pulled back letting my teeth lightly drag against his flesh until I reached the tip of his cock. Keeping just the head in my mouth I let my tongue swirl around it and flick his piss hole scooping out every drop of ooze. His dick was steadily leaking its juices and I loved the salty taste.
I pulled off of him completely and watched as his meat bounced up and down to the beat of his heart. His nuts were drawn tight against his body, the left one almost disappearing into his crotch. I knew he was already close to cumming and throated him again. Just as I began to pull back he blasted the first shot of his load coating my tongue with his jizz. I grabbed his cock in my hand and squeezed as tight as I could and delaying the spray of his cum. I felt it pulse several times and released my grip and the cum drenched my mouth. It was more than I expected and I couldn't swallow fast enough, some of his load dripping from the corners of my mouth. Mike stayed hard and let me nurse the last drops of cum from his dick. I licked his nuts, kissed the tip of his dick, and waited for the next as he backed away from the wall.
Mike's dick had barely cleared the wall when the next cock was shoved through the hole. The long slender body of Number two swung a long slender cock just as I'd suspected. He had to squat to get his cock level with the hole and I watched intently as he lifted the head of it with his finger and waved it in my face. I planted my open mouth against the hole and felt him trace my lips with his cock. He wasn't completely hard but his dick swelled with the contact of his flesh with mine. Whereas I'd teased Mike, Jor was teasing me and the others were getting anxious for their turns with my mouth. Mike, especially, was rooting for him. "It's fucking awesome ain't it, Jor?"
"Oh hell yeah!"
Jor continued to rub his dick across my lips and it plumped to its full length. He wasn't much thicker than a roll of half dollars but he was at least nine inches long. Whereas the other cocks I'd sucked had thick mushroom heads, Jor's was no thicker than his shaft. He had the slightest bit of hair at the base and absolutely none on his tight ball sack. Mike's crotch was musky but this guy's barely had any odor at all.
"Stick out your tongue," he said. "Get me good and wet before I start fucking your sweet mouth."
I did as he asked and he wiped every piece of his cock's flesh on my dripping tongue, making it slick and shiny with my saliva and the last drops of Mike's load. With my mouth still pressed against the hole, Jor let go of his dick and lifted his nuts. He placed them on my tongue and said, "Lick `em." Jor let me suck his sweet balls for several minutes before he pulled back, lined up his head with my mouth and told me to close my lips. When I did so, they were just barely holding the first half-inch of his cock. I felt him begin rocking his hips and slowly he pushed the next half-inch into my waiting mouth. He pulled back so that just the tip was still in me then pushed again. Jor repeated his slow, almost imperceptible, humping until he'd worked about half of his cock into me. My jaws were grateful that he wasn't as thick as his friend but Jor was slowly pushing his way to parts of my throat that had yet to be assaulted by cock. As each new half-inch buried into me I began to gag. He was patient, though, and soon I relaxed and let him continue his plunge. After what seemed like several minutes Jor pushed one final time and I felt the bristly pubes tickle my nose and upper lip. I had him completely tucked down my throat.
Jor's body shuddered and he wasn't shy about letting his friends know about the awesome feeling my mouth was giving him. "Oh shit," he moaned. "He took it all! I've never had anybody deep throat me before." My lips formed a smile around his thin dick and I flicked my tongue under his balls to convey my thanks for his kind words. I slid my mouth off his cock and it sprung straight up thumping the wall above the hole. Diving onto his nuts I began fiercely lapping at them like a starving puppy. I easily sucked both balls into my mouth and swirled my tongue over them, the effect driving Jor wild with anticipation of emptying them soon. I lifted my mouth to his head and impaled my throat with his dick. My gag reflex had disappeared and he slid into me with no effort. Over and again I moved my head back and forth, fucking his cock with my throat. Sucking this guy had set me into a frenzy and I desperately wanted to feel him erupt in me.
He began bucking wildly. Meeting my head thrusts with powerful thrusts of his own, his hips drove his cock in and out of me like a well-oiled piston. More than once I slammed my head into the wall. The pain was minimal compared to the overwhelming bliss of feeling this hot stud's cock fuck my throat like he owned it. The truth was that he did own it. At least for the next few minutes he did. My throat was becoming numb from the constant friction. Spit ran down my chin, neck and chest and he continued to ram into me.
I had been lightly fingering his nuts and, as I felt him quicken his pace, I knew he was getting close to release. When I grabbed his sack as if it were a baseball I thought for sure that everyone at the skate park could hear his almost sob like yelp. I kneaded and squeezed his balls as if they were a lump of clay. Jor stopped thrusting but I kept fucking him with my throat just as I had been. "Oh fuck, Dude! You're gonna make me cum!" As if on cue, his cock seemed to think it was being commanded to dump his load. For as soon as he said the word cum, Jor's cock spit the first volley of his seed into my throat. While one hand pulled his nuts down as far as they would go I used my other to stroke his dick as fast as I possibly could. The other guys must have thought Jor was being electrocuted. His entire body writhed and twisted in ways I'm sure it had never until this very moment. I had taken his cock out of my mouth so that just the tip was resting on my closed lips. The second, third and fourth shots stung my face as they fired from his cock. Thick wads of cum clung to my lips, cheeks and chin. He pulsed a few more times and with a final shudder he dribbled the last drops onto my lips. I let go of his nuts and with both hands I used his shaft to smear his cream on every square inch of my face as if his cock were a paintbrush and my face it's canvas.
Our fucking must have been a great performance as I heard Mike and the others whooping and hollering their approval. I sat down on the pillows to rest my cramped legs. Stretching them in front of me, I watched Jor's dick slowly deflate. It seemed he was in no hurry to remove himself from the hole but Number three was having none of that. "Get out of the way, Fucker. Let me at him."
"No. Get away, Kerry. He's gonna suck me again," said Jor. Hearing him say that made my ears perk. Jor still wasn't completely soft and I figured I could get him hard again easily enough. I leaned forward and took him into my mouth again, just holding him in me. Jor sighed as he felt the warmth. "Ahhh ^Å he's blowing me again."
"Fuck that! Move, Fucker," Kerry said.
Suddenly Jor's familiar cock was ripped from my mouth as Kerry pulled Jor away from the wall. Everyone had a laugh, including me, as Jor shuffled back a few steps. He had apparently let his pants fall and collect around his ankles. As he struggled to keep his balance, his feet became tangled in the cloth and with a thud he landed right on his naked ass. That was the last thing I saw before my vision was filled with the wonderful sight of Kerry's crotch. He already has his cock out. With little formality Kerry shoved it right through the hole. I took a few seconds to get a good look at what soon would be choking me. Kerry's cock was a healthy seven inches with a plump head just like Mike's. He had the fattest balls I'd ever seen, though. They were like two plums dangling from his cock. The oddest thing about his dick was that it gradually curved down so that the head was facing the floor.
I moved my face toward him and sniffed the unmistakable odor of spit. Either Kerry had been stroking himself while waiting his turn or someone else had already sucked him. I put my hands on the wall on either side of his package and lifted his huge nuts with my thumbs. I wiggled them as far as they would go toward his ass and stroked that area between his hole and his balls. Kerry obviously loved the feeling because he moaned. "Get it in your mouth. I need to nut." I ran my thumbs over his balls and up the bottom of his shaft lifting the banana shaped cock to my face. Gripping it with both hands I rubbed the soft head on my cheeks and mouth getting it slick with Jor's fast drying cum. I opened my mouth and he easily slid down my throat. His curved cock was perfect for sucking. It fit nicely. He started fucking.
Kerry knew what he was doing. With slow and deliberate motion he used his cock to thoroughly work himself completely into me. He was also not shy about directing me to give him the most pleasure. "This feels awesome, Man. Yeah, that's it. Swallow when I start to pull it out of your throat," he said. On the next stroke I swallowed just as the fat head was being drawn back into my mouth. "Fuck yeah, Man, that's perfect. I'm fucking your mouth. You were born to suck my cock." I groaned when I heard him say that. I loved that I was pleasing him.
Kerry never deviated from the methodical stroking. His speed stayed constant and for ten full minutes he drove in and out of me. The whole time I kneaded his nuts, coaxing his load from them. Over and again he pummeled my throat. Over and again I swallowed just as he pulled away from me. I had just enough time to swirl my tongue under and around the swollen head before the next stroke. Kerry's cock still smelled like spit but it was mine.
He buried into me for the last time and I felt him twitching. "Suck as hard as you can," he gasped as he slowly pulled out of me. I gave him as much suction as I could. It was as if I were trying to suck a frozen milkshake through a small straw. I fought his retreat with every effort I could muster. "Oh fuck," he said, taking a full three seconds to utter those two words. "Get ready, Man. I'm gonna cum!" I squeezed his nuts just as the head of his dick was almost completely out of my mouth. Only the tip was in me when he erupted. Kerry sprayed his cum. Each shot seemed to coat every bit of my mouth. Seven forceful blasts of jizz filled my mouth but I didn't swallow. Three more, but smaller, shots and he was empty. His cum dribbled down my throat and, using the same suction, he slipped back into me where he stayed for the few minutes it took him to soften. I swallowed over and over while he gently rocked back and forth, his dick pushing his seed and slowly deflating. Kerry's cock slipped from my well-used mouth and stepped back from the wall. I'd swallowed his load but some was stuck in my throat. I hacked and spit a wad on the floor. I was ready for Number four.
I watched through the hole as Kerry turned and planted his ass against the wall. "Kiss it, Fag," he commanded. I put my lips against his furry white flesh and offered my thanks. I heard him laugh as he pulled up his pants and tucked his cock away. "That's right. You just kissed the ass of the stud that gave you the best mouth fuck you'll ever have. He's yours, Joey. Use him and abuse him, Kid. He loves this shit." With a final hearty laugh, Kerry walked into the woods and was gone.
I saw that the first two guys were gone as well leaving Joey and me alone. I hadn't yet got a good look at him and all I'd seen so far were his legs. At the moment, Joey was right in my line of sight and I saw all of him. From his head of shaggy curly hair to bare size ten feet, the kid was hot. He was just tugging off his right sock. Joey had already removed his t-shirt and I simply stared and his bare chest and back. I suddenly had the most overwhelming urge to hug him.
Looking only about 14 years old, Joey was thin but put together well. His muscles moved effortlessly as he bent at the waist to remove his sock. He curled his naked toes and they cracked. I watched intently as he ran his fingers through his mop of hair and he seemed to be psyching himself for what was coming. With both hands on the back of his head Joey leaned back, stretching himself like a cat, his body slowly twisting to the right and then to the left. I stared at the gap between the waistband of his jeans and his rock hard abs. Except for the small tufts of hair in each armpit, the kid was hairless. With his head tilted back he slowly rubbed his hands down each side of his chest and stomach. It was if he were teasing me. It was working. I had never been more anxious in my life to get a taste of him.
Joey ran his hands down his hips and around to his ass, pushing his crotch toward me. All the while he had his eyes closed. Thick red lips were slightly parted with just the tip of his tongue visible as he licked them. This guy was totally working himself. He kept rubbing his ass and hips slowly moving his hands to his crotch with each stroke. Finally both hands came together around his full package outlining his entire manhood and he presented it to me as if it were a gift. Gently he tugged and pulled himself and I drooled as I watched the mound grow. I looked at his face and he was grinning, his head hung low so that he had to look up to see me. From the corner of his mouth he blew into his hair and the few strands hanging in his eyes fluttered. I needed him badly. He raised his eyebrows as if to ask me if I were ready. I was.
With a sudden tug his jeans fell to the ground. He wore no underwear and was now completely naked. I think he heard me gasp when I got the first look at his entire and perfect body. Still grinning he turned away from me showing his backside and his smooth butt. He was absolutely teasing me. He took the few steps to the wall and leaned down to look through. We were face to face and I didn't care that he'd seen me. With a full smile on his lips he settled his face close to the hole. "So is it true?" he asked.
"Is what true?"
"What Ker said. Do you love sucking guys' dicks?"
"Yeah. I guess I do," I said nervously.
"Cool," was his simple response.
"Yeah."
Joey stood but quickly knelt down again. "You can kiss my ass first, though," he said, giggling and winking at me. I watched him turn and he pressed himself against the wall. I laughed to myself as an image of him picking out splinters flashed through my head. Longing to get his dick in my mouth I put my lips on him and gave his butt a quick peck. I expected him to turn around but he didn't. Joey stayed in that position. "Stick out your tongue, Dude. Lick it all over," he said. My excitement grew with the new experience and I happily lapped at every bit of flesh squeezing through the hole. "Yeah, Man. Lick my ass."
He began moving his ass across the hole and I continued to lick. Soon both cheeks were covered with my spit and still he didn't turn around. Gradually he let his crack settle across the hole and I let my tongue run its length digging deep into it. Joey lifted his ass slightly and I knew what was coming. I kept my head still and my tongue stuck out as far as it would go. He slowly raised himself and my tongue slid down his crack.
My first taste of his asshole was ever so slight. I forced my face against the wall as hard as I could but it got me no closer to him. Joey moved with me, continuing his tease and driving me insane. He reached behind him and spread his ass cheeks. A few more seconds of teasing and he finally leaned back fully pressing his hole firmly on my dripping tongue. I started licking at him madly and he stopped moving, content to feel me eating his asshole. The taste and smell was overwhelming. It wasn't the shitty smell that I would naturally have expected. The kid was clean yet he had a faint musky scent like a well-worn leather jacket. The rubbery flesh gave way to my probing and soon I was deep inside him. Joey was moaning loudly as I tongue fucked him.
I felt his fingers brush across my face and lips. Using one of his fingers he gently stroked my bottom lip. I opened my mouth slightly and it dug its way inside. Joey turned to face me and began fucking my mouth with his finger. It was a bit dirty but I didn't care. He tickled the inside of my mouth as he curled and twisted it. He removed that finger and quickly inserted another. One at a time, each finger found its way inside my mouth and I hungrily sucked them. I could see Joey's pulsing cock bouncing around as he put his palm against the hole. I licked his hand until it was slathered in my spit. Joey moved his body and his hand formed a fist, the thumb and index finger pressed against the hole. I peered through his fist as he pushed his dick into the other end. I put my mouth against his fist and felt his cock head touch my tongue. Joey started rocking his hips back and forth using his hand to jerk himself and my mouth to provide the lube to keep him slick. He was only about six inches long and his head just barely cleared his fist but I loved feeling the walnut sized chunk of flesh plop in and out of my mouth.
Joey slowly bucked his hips and we settled into a comfortable rhythm. He appeared to be in no hurry and for several minutes he continued his stroking in this way. Gradually, though, he began opening his fist one finger at a time so that more of his cock found its way into my mouth and I longed to have him completely in me. "This is so fucking awesome," he said. I had to agree. I wasn't sure if this was his first blowjob but I aimed to make it his most memorable. In my mind's eye I pictured being on his side of the wall and seeing his perfect naked body smashed against the wall. I imagined his head thrown back, his face twisted in the good feeling. I could see his chest heaving with the deep breaths his lungs needed to keep from fainting. I watched the muscles of his hairless legs and bubble butt strain as he pushed and pulled into the hole. I imagined.
With just his thumb and finger wrapped around his shaft, I had just about all of him fucking me. On the backstroke he'd gently twist his fingers around the crown of his young cock before driving back into me. Joey knew how to please himself. Finally he stopped thrusting and pushed completely through the hole giving me total access to his boyhood and I devoured his cock like a fiend. While he'd been satisfied with the gentle rhythm, I wasn't. I was ready for some serious cock sucking.
I bobbed my head on Joey's hard cock, loving the feeling of him filling and vacating me. His wasn't the biggest cock I'd sucked but was the most satisfying nonetheless. Unlike the others, having sex with Joey made my entire body tingle. If I was giving him a fraction of the awesome feelings he was giving me then I knew he was in complete ecstasy. I sensed that I was, though, as I heard steady guttural moans of pleasure from his side of the wall.
I also sensed he was nearing completion. His moans became louder and he began bucking his hips wildly trying to force every last millimeter of his cock in my wet mouth. "Oh God, oh God, oh God," he repeated. "I'm cumming!" I inhaled him completely, pressing my lips against his newly grown pubes and his plump hairless balls. I grabbed and kneaded them just like I had done to the others. "Oh my fucking God! Here it comes!" With a final buck of the hips and a grunt, Joey emptied his ball juice.
Only the first shot escaped my taste buds. I'd quickly become addicted to the taste of cum in my short career as a cocksucker and I needed to taste this boy's load. I only had to pull back my head a few inches so that the end of his dick rested on my tongue. The second blast hit the roof of my mouth. Another shot followed, then another and another. Each coated the inside of my mouth and I felt it oozing under my tongue and dribbling down my throat. Again, I didn't want to swallow too soon. I needed to savor his taste.
In seconds he was done. It was all too soon for my liking but he didn't seem eager to leave. He let me continue to worship his boyhood as if he knew how important it was to me. Joey's dick began to soften and I took him out of my mouth. With my mouth full of his cum I used my hand to milk the last drops from his shaft. A small pearl of boy juice collected in his piss slit and dripped onto my top lip. I swallowed half his load, licked the last drop then swallowed the rest. Sadly I released him, hating that we were done.
Joey slowly pulled his spent cock from the hole and stood for a few seconds giving me a good view of his great body. His cock was shriveling fast and his pubes were wet and matted. Mostly from my spit I figured but partly form sweat. Beads of it ran down his body where it collected in his pubes and mixed with my saliva. Several drops fell from his empty balls. I saw him shudder and reach his hand toward the hole pushing his middle finger into it. I took it into my mouth and immediately recognized the slightly acrid taste of his ass juices. Joey had been fucking his asshole with that finger while fucking my throat with his cock. He squatted so that his face was even with mine, his winning smile sending shivers through my whole body. He pulled back his hand and I watched mesmerized as he slowly lifted his finger to his mouth. Making a complete dramatic presentation he tilted his head back and let the same finger dip into his wide-open mouth. As he closed his sensuous lips around it I grabbed my swollen and throbbing cock. I needed relief.
I ran my fist up and down my neglected cock as I watched his performance. Joey let his finger slip out of his mouth with and audible slurp and put it under his nose deeply inhaling the smell of it. With a sudden turn of his head he faced me and winked. Just as suddenly he was on his feet and collecting his clothes. I didn't want him to leave. I craved his taste. I continued to flog myself as he dressed. Never once did he stop smiling and he turned in every direction to give me a complete view of every portion of his hot body. His shirt was the last piece to cover him and just as he pushed his head through the opening, Joey winked at me again. I melted. He turned and ran.
I turned and sat against the wall. I too was sweating and the coolness of the wood was most welcome. With my mouth open I relived the excitement of these recent visitors. I was desperately close to cumming and I franticly pounded my swollen cock. My balls ached from neglect as my pent up sperm struggled for release. Suddenly I was on the verge and, just as I shot my first lump, I heard, "Hey make sure you're in here at nine tonight." I nearly shit myself from the shock of Joey's presence and felt like I'd jumped out of my skin. Joey chuckled as I squeezed out the last of my load onto my stomach.
"Y-yeah," I stammered, my dry throat choking on the words. "I'll be here."
"Good," he whispered. "Cause I wanna suck yours too. Nice load by the way. Later."
"Yeah. Later," I said, but he didn't hear me. He was gone again.
With trembling hands I fished the pencil from the gap in the boards and shakily etched four more lines under the N, breaking the lead on the last hash mark. I stared at the scoreboard wondering if Joey's cock would be the first to find its way to the R column.