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The IT Boys Part 5
WILD BILL
Jaeden skipped to the door of his trailer. Despite all the action from the previous night, or probably because of it, he felt like he had the energy of a superhero Ð a sexually awakened superhero. As he reached for the door, in his haste, his open bathrobe billowed and his sleight, naked frame was revealed. Inbetween dizzying sexual pleasure and youthful exuberance he had quite forgotten the robe was actually still open.
There was a second, slightly impatient knock. Jaeden steadied his nerves and opened the door. He gasped, partly because of the cold against his soft, clammy skin, but mainly because it was not Wyatt who greeted him.
Bill Skarsgard's eyes were on stalks. He expected Finn to come to the door, as they had previously agreed Bill could come over Saturday noon to help him fix his computer. Instead he stood, frozen to the spot, his gaze transfixed on the silky pelvis, dangling velvet scrotum, and sweet torso on view. Jaeden jumped and wrapped himself quickly in the chunky, warm white robe, unsure of whether to make up a quick excuse or hope the incident might soon be forgotten. What he didn't realise was that Bill had secretly popped a boner.
For a long time, Jaeden and the other boys had invaded Bill's dreams. He was their elder, a single man in his mid-20s, and for the last few months their co-star and make-up drenched nightmare. But on numerous occasions after shooting, Bill would watch the kids change. He had focused on Jack first, who had seemed so much more in-your-face with his naked body than the others. He was captivated by the two horny lads, Jack and Finn, mainly because he knew what they got up to in the privacy of their trailer bedroom. Bill's own bedroom window was opposite the boys. He would catch glimpses of flesh and the odd moment of horny teen action. But latterly, he had come to appreciate the discreet beauty of Jaeden. Now he stood at the front door with an embarrassed, giggling (and clearly excited) Jaeden and he couldn't believe his luck.
"Oh yeah!" fumbled Jaeden, remembering the note on the counter that Finn had left, "Umm, I think Finn and Jack went out early. Not sure when they're back. You can come on... I mean come in and dick... I mean check the computer. It's one of the slits... I mean slots on the back that's been playing up." The fourteen-year-old found himself talking like a brazen slut. He was totally coming on to his sexy co-star. Bill Skarsgard was a proper stud. Built, trim, still smooth but with a tantalising twink treasure trail that led the lucky ones to an eight-inch love pump, a firm hairy butt and (if you were a good enough looking lad) a hot, hairy hole. He had floppy, dark curtains and was slightly unshaven. Despite it being noon he had a `just got out of bed and would like to take you there' look. His bright brown eyes, which could look so sinister behind the clown make-up, shone out with barely contained lust from his chiselled face. He was all cool and adult on the surface, but inside he was still just a kid, with carnal desires to match.
Bill could feel his almighty cock thumping in his jeans as he allowed himself to be seduced into the trailer of the pubescent cocktease. It was all he could do not to salivate as he failed to remove the image of Jaeden's perfect young dick from his filthy mind. He was, as far as Bill was concerned right now, the most beautiful young man he had ever seen. And even though he had seen more of Jaeden in that twenty seconds than he could ever have dared dream, now he just wanted more. There was a silence, except Jaeden was trying not to giggle, as he led his hunky co-star to Finn's room.
"It's in there," Jaeden pointed to the computer on the table. Bill made sure not to let on that he was familiar with the interior of Finn's bedroom. "I'll be in my room, just across here. Yell when you're done!" He beamed innocently, as if none of the previous five minutes had happened. Bill said nothing more but went to work on the computer. There was another knock at the door, the one Jaeden had been expecting. He dashed back and opened it.
"Oh, my god! You will not believe what has just happened!" Whispered Jaeden to Wyatt, pulling his little lover by the arm into the trailer. They made their way into Jaeden's room, where they had spent the previous night discovering each other, trying not to alert Bill next door.
"I saw someone in Finn and Jack's room. I thought they were out."
"It's not them. It's Bill!" exclaimed Jaeden and squeezed his excited cocklet. "I thought it was going to be you and I opened the door with my robe undone!"
"You slut!" giggled Wyatt and squeezed his own dick through his basketball shorts. He was wearing baggy shorts, a loose basketball vest and sneakers. He'd taken a long hot shower to freshen up and the smell of shampoo and clean boy skin wafted around the room. "He is so fit! I mean fucking fit!" Wyatt continued, overstating the point but leaving no doubt how he felt. "But he didn't say anything, about the robe?"
"No, he was really nice!" Jaeden went a little gooey.
"Dirty pervert. I bet he was totally perving on you!" Growled Wyatt. "You must've noticed how he looks at you and Jack, he can barely keep his dick down. Jeez, he's probably busting his nuts right now over my boyfriend's tight little cockpocket!" Both boys laughed but were also rock solid at the suggestion of Bill wanting inside Jaeden's pussy.
Jaeden playfully punched Wyatt on the arm for the comment. "Not now, Wy! He's next door!" Jaeden tried to be quiet yet forceful. What if he did walk in right now? How would they explain the pair of little soldiers standing to attention? What if Bill told on them? What if he asked to join in? Then Jaeden's brain nearly exploded. Wyatt had the exact same thought at the same time.
"We should totally be doing stuff when he comes out of Finn's room. I'd love to see the look on his face!" He was idly fiddling with his wet dick through the flimsy shorts material while he thought about Bill watching them doing naughty things. It made the whole event even more forbidden. He looked at Jaeden for agreement, thinking he would never say `yes'.
"Well normally I wouldn't want to share my filthy boy with anyone, stud or no stud, but I must admit it sounds pretty rocking awesome!" Jaeden was in gleeful, lust-filled agreement.
"You think Bill is a `stud'?" Asked Wyatt, raising his eyebrows.
"He's a good-looking man. And he seems like the kinda guy who'd be good. You know, gentle and sweet, but he'd know how to please you."
"I'll admit I'd love to see you with an older, bigger guy. Just to see the look on your face as he stretches your tight spunk-pot!" Added Wyatt.
Jaeden and wyatt's active imaginations had gotten the better of them. The heads of both boys were wet now, a spot of pre-cum showed through Wyatt's shorts. Without another word, they fumbled into position. They hoped if he stuck his head round the door, Bill would catch them doing the dirty. And maybe it would become the dirtiest of dirties.
They silently agreed that Jaeden should be centre of attention, since it was he that enticed Bill in in the first place. He reclined on his bed and slipped out of his robe. He began playing with himself and he had to bite his own lip to stop himself from squealing too soon. Wyatt removed his shorts and sneakers, leaving the baggy sleeveless tee to provide tantalising glimpses of his developing upper body. He knelt above Jaeden's head and slowly lowered himself over him. He decided to t-bag his tight balls in Jaeden's warm mouth so that his whole 4ish inches were pointing at Bill when he walked in. Wyatt was beyond excited at the thought of his sexy co-star seeing, and commenting, on his boy dick. His juice was dripping on Jaeden's chin.
Bill finished with the computer, stood, and wiped his brow. His dick had still not gone down since Jaeden had opened the door with everything on show. He had the most incredible image carved into his brain. In that moment, he thought it would never get better than those few seconds of cock-stirring action. He was about to be proved very, very wrong. As he came out of Finn's room he realised the trailer had gone very quiet. Maybe Jaeden had dressed and gone out. He had heard the door shut earlier.
Then he realised it wasn't quiet at all. From behind the door to his left he could make out feint noises. Squeaks, moans, slurps, slaps, giggles. Something was going on behind Jaeden's bedroom door.
Even the image he had concocted would not prepare the fairly-na•ve 26-year-old for what was actually going on. He had just imagined Jaeden on his bed, alone, playing with himself. Maybe with some young fangirl playing out her wildest fantasy with her favourite crush. Young, innocent, untrained.
"I've finished, I'll be off now." It was almost an apology, and it was barely heard through the door. He hesitated, unsure as to whether he wanted to find out what was going on in there. Of course, he wanted to find out, but what about the ramifications of walking in on a masturbating boy? Or a little boy attempting to please some equally little fangirl. He knocked. No reply. He knocked again. No reply, except the low level sexual noises that had made his manly meat go rock hard. He abandoned all concerns, overwhelmed with lust, and opened the door.
His jaw didn't just drop, it may as well have dropped off. The cunningly crafted sexual tableaux had completely the desired effect. He saw Jaeden's smooth groin and dripping cock first, bouncing against his smooth groin. Then his eyes roved up Jaeden's prone, white body, all slim and boyish. Then his eyes went to the boy-Bacchus ruling over the situation. Wyatt's stiff cock dripping on Jaeden's chin, the smooth ball-sack being ravenously devoured. And looking right at him, right in the eye, the beautiful, curly haired, boy-god himself, Wyatt Oleff. The stunning schoolboy stared him down. Bill might well have cum in his boxers at that point, his dick wasn't the only part of his body that Wyatt suddenly had full control of.
The writhing mass of silky skin and soft, toned limbs was almost too much to take in. But Bill knew in an instant he wasn't leaving that room without losing his clothes first. It may have seemed wrong, for just a split second at least, but they were literally serving themselves on a plate. Nothing was said, there was nothing to say. Bill removed his shirt to reveal his muscular upper torso. The bodies stopped writhing, disentangled and both boys were kneeling on the bed in front of him. Like a deviant puppet-master, Wyatt pulled the strings.
"This is my willing little play thing, Mr Skarsgard!" Said Wyatt confidently, ruffling Jaeden's damp hair.
"Call me Bill!" Was the rather pathetic reply.
"No, no, no! It's Mr Skarsgard... or sir! Isn't it, Jaeden?" Commanded Wyatt.
"Definitely 'sir'!" Said Jaeden, his tongue drooling over Bill's rugged figure. Wyatt was already behind Bill and running his hand over his crotch while he unzipped his jeans. They fell to the floor and Wyatt wasted no time in pulling his boxers along with them. Bill felt liberated, free, and incredibly dizzy. There was a cool hand on his pounding eight inches. Wyatt made a deeply sexual moan. He had never seen, let alone handled such an amazing amount of cock. Jaeden ducked down in front of Bill and licked the sticky tip of the enraged manhood. Bill yelped and shuddered. Jaeden knew Jack and Finn would be envious of his position right now as he took the first four inches of the hot, engorged dick in his mouth.
Not for a single moment had Bill considered what he was doing. He just knew he felt properly alive for the first time in a quarter of a century. He had had many sexual encounters in that time Ð some with young men, and some with girls. But that mainly meant blow jobs and fingering. As a cute skinny lad and then a handsome matinee heartthrob, Bill had been popular at school. He had his pick of the crop, but they usually turned into disappointing one-night stands and `behind the math block' screws. He had come to realise that he liked younger, cuter, smoother boys and girls. He'd allowed himself to admit that Finn, Jack, Jaeden, and Wyatt turned him on. He'd watched and wanted over other younger actors like Louis Hynes, Jace Norman, and Aramis Knight. He had craved their hairless bodies. And none had turned him on more than pretty boy Jaeden. He had jerked off furiously over this moment Ð the first time Jaeden sucked on his massive cock.
He wanted to close his eyes and drift away on a wave of delight. But he kept his eyes firmly on the flop of brown hair at his crotch. He wanted to savour every second of this incredible experience. Jaeden's electric tongue flitted wildly about his purple head. Occasionally he would suck long and hard on it like a lollipop, and throughout he played with the big, full balls with his nimble, young fingers. Bill had never experienced fellatio quite like this. The sweet and innocent looking boy on his knees was some kind of experienced, slutty vacuum.
Jaeden continued to massage Bill's plump, hairy ball-sack with one hand while he moved the other hand up and down the shaft. He sucked the head of his penis ever so lightly and swirled his tongue around the tip. A little bit harder now and the tongue swirled faster too. Then Jaeden braced himself and let the dick slide further down his throat. At an enormous eight inches there was still enough of Bill left over to jack him off at the base of the cock. Bill moaned low and long and Jaeden felt him get even harder and go tense. He knew Bill was ready to blow his manly load. So he stopped.
The little cocktease wanted more out of this, before Bill shot his seed. Jaeden looked up at him, licked the corners of his mouth where the pre-cum had pooled, and lay back on the bed. He lifted his knees and spread his legs wide to reveal a recently-reddened boy pussy. Bill's head went fuzzy and all he could hear was a loud buzz in his ears. This cute, pretty little whore wanted to be fucked.
Bill didn't hesitate for a moment, hang the consequences, he thought. Like they were going to grass him up, right? They were enjoying this as much as he was. He glanced behind him to see his little boy-god, Wyatt, still standing with a cocky smile on his face. Like he had planned this to the smallest detail. Bill smiled back at him, watching for a moment. "Impressive boner, Wyatt!" said Bill.
"Th... thanks!" said Wyatt, stuttering. The moment he had wanted had arrived. He was in total awe of the hunky man and that one compliment made him almost shoot a sticky load immediately. Bill was still looking at Wyatt's tight, alabaster body. To Bill, Wyatt looked like he'd been carved sensually out of marble by a boy-loving sculpture.
"You sure you don't mind me fucking your boyfriend?" asked Bill, almost too polite considering the situation.
"I wanna see the look on his face as you plough him hard with that huge meat, sir. He's all yours, stud!" Wyatt grinned from ear to ear. The combination or sir' and stud' coming from the boy's lips made Bill's heart skip a beat. Then he turned his attention back to the waiting boy on the bed. He knelt between his slender legs, placing the ankles on his broad shoulders. He rested the head of his expectant cock against the velvety lips of the boy pussy. Bill looked deep into Jaeden's eyes to seek assurance. The boy smiled and nodded his consent. He hadn't wanted anything more (except maybe the loving yet filthy doggy sex he was having with his gorgeous Wyatt).
Bill tried to play it cool at first, giving his little lover just a small amount of cock at a time. He wanted to pry him open slowly without breaking the lock, but that was proving very difficult as the girly grunts and animal squeals just made him lust more and more. After several minutes, he had seven inches inside Jaeden. He could feel the tip against his wall and knew he couldn't push any further in. He rocked forward and backward, as gently as he could, knowing he had filled his tight cunt completely. Jaeden's mouth was open in a wide `O' and he could hardly move or speak. His arms were above his head and he could no longer control them or his legs. Bill salivated at the sight of Jaeden's hairless armpits. He had a good firm hand on the inside of each of his thighs, allowing him enough room to get close to him.
Jaeden wanted to scream. The pain was immense, like he was being stretched. Which he was. But the incredible pleasure overtook. He didn't want to appear like it hurt him, in case Bill stopped, and there was no way he was going to let his engorged stallion stop rutting him now. He had never known any feeling like it. He knew exactly how wet Bill was inside him and could feel the rough cock pushing against his walls and nudging the prostate. He was in heaven. Which was exactly where Bill was too. Bill knew he was close to blowing his load, such was the pressure and friction on his boner. He knew he wouldn't cum inside Jaeden; he wanted to fire his sticky produce over his immaculate frame. He studied the boy's eyes, his arms and armpits, the flat chest and tummy. "My god he's incredible!" Bill thought as he neared the point of ejaculation.
Wyatt watched over all this from his new prime position on the bed while servicing his own cock. The face Jaeden was making was exactly the one he had pictured when he first considered the little lad being stuffed full of man cock. He was panting and mewing and Wyatt could see both the hurt and the horn. It was the most amazing moment and he couldn't wait until they were alone together later so he could fuck Jaeden while Jaeden told him all about how amazing Mr Skarsgard felt inside him.
Bill felt his balls tighten and he withdrew quickly from Jaeden's hugging pussy. Jaeden gasped and the earth literally shook, producing an amazing hands-free orgasm. Bill and Wyatt unloaded at the same time. Wyatt had grabbed Jaeden's head and sunk his torpedo as far in as it would go before firing three salvos of boy juice down his throat. Jaeden swallowed eagerly. He had grown to love the taste of cum. Bill didn't need to touch his swollen cock, it unleashed seven hot, sticky, salty globules of twink cum over Jaeden's somach, nipples, and face. Jaeden greddily licked off what he could reach with his tongue and was about to scoop a finger full off his left nipple, when Wyatt swooped down beside him.
Wyatt had ignored any previous attempt to be cool, calm, and in control. He wanted to taste the stud's harvest as much as Jaeden did. Wyatt went for the residue on his friend's nipple and chin, and then snaked down to his tummy and finally his cock. He licked and lapped up Bill's still warm semen like a trained puppy. Jaeden wriggled and writhed as the ticklish tongue lapped up the salty prize. Bill sat back on his haunches and watched for a second time the mass of pubescent limbs and torsos.
Bill knew the fun was over, at least for today. He let them collapse in a sweaty, sticky heap, and quietly gathered his clothes. As he was about to sneak out of the room he heard Jaeden, in a soft voice: "Thank you, sir!" That was all he said before Bill crept out, without turning around or acknowledging the voice. He knew it was time to go. He dressed outside the room, wiping off his dripping cock with what he suspected were Jack's dirty Pokemon boxer-briefs, before putting his dick away, and pocketing the stained boy underwear for later. His brain was not yet computing the past hour's events. He'd always imagined it would be Jack who'd taste or feel his dick first, not Jaeden. He knew there would be plenty of time to think back on it later in the comfort of his own private space. He reached the door and had one hand on the handle when he heard someone else follow him out.
He turned to see Wyatt, the perfect tinted sculpture of a boy in all his wonderful naked glory, standing in the living area doorway. "Thank you!" said Wyatt in a husky tone. Bill felt himself go weak at the knees, he wanted so badly to devour Wyatt's sexy teen body.
"No, no, Wyatt! Thank you!" Bill turned again, hoping to make an exit without too much fuss.
"Bill!" The older twink paused and turned back to the little stud-pup who had implored his name. "Do you think you would... could... that we could... some time?" Wyatt was flustered, unsure of what to say now he had plucked up enough courage to even ask. There was absolutely no question Bill would have fucked both the boys, but Wyatt still wanted to be sure. Bill remained unperturbed, despite his heart hammering in his chest.
"Well you know I offer one-on-one voice coaching at mine!" Bill flashed a sexy smile. Both of them were imagining Bill fucking Wyatt hard and fast. Bill reckoned he could be rougher and dirtier with Wyatt. Somehow the rugged lad was less fragile than slender Jaeden.
"I'd like that!" said Wyatt and for the first time he came across as a young, green little boy lost in a sweet shop. Bill imagined the sex getting even rougher and dirtier.
"See you around... stud!" Bill added the last word for good measure. He knew how it would make his newly acquired protŽgŽ feel. He closed the door behind him, leaving Wyatt naked, oozing after-cum from his cocklet. Wyatt couldn't wait for one-to-one coaching to start. He felt two hands on his taut butt and he instinctively flexed.
"What are you thinking about?" Asked Jaeden dreamily in his ear. He pressed his equally naked body against his and Wyatt could feel the dampness against his butt and back. Jaeden ran his hands over the hot, hairless body.
"Nothing! Well, okay, I was thinking about you!" Wyatt turned to his boyfriend and planted a kiss on his lips. There were hands in each other's hair and they traded tongues for several minutes.
"Now, we could go out and catch some sun, or play on the computer, or..." Wyatt paused.
"Go back to bed?" Jaeden winked and the two boys tumbled back into the bedroom.
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