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Wanna Help Me Out? C'monnnnn! Chapter 10.
Rusty started to protest but Jeremy knew the kid was wilding his boyhole and his whole body was trembling, so he just raised his hand and said, "Well, I'm glad yu enjoyed yur first venture into the world of cunt....the world you will be smovered in the rest'a yur life, right, my big man?!!" Jeremy high-fived with the happy kid.
Grabbing at Rusty's hand now, Jer pulled him all the way up to his knees and Jeremy laid down to Rusty's pillow, saying, "A'kay man....show me...lemmee feel how you eatcher bitch, my dude. This is a big test fer yu Rusty. I think yur ready fer some dicky-dunkin' if yuh do good now...lemme feel that mouth muscle boy!"
Rusty was squeezing....pulling and stretching his softened teentool, getting harder with the dirty Jerry talk, and by the time Jeremy finished his orders, Rusty was quivering ....so ready was he to dive into Jeremy's asshole and prove how good a eater he was!
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmahgod! Oh! I don't b'lieve it!!! Yu good boy...dig it in....dig it! Dig it!" Jer screamed.
His crazed mind was actually able to try and imagine how good that bitch musta felt down there in the dark boiler room getting ate out by this fucktool and Rookieboi.
To himself, he said, 'Mannnnn....diss kid IS good! Ahmena hafta check myself out nex' time, and see if I eat'em out this good....shit...I must...them bitches go down for me like the Titanic!' he snickered as his legs kicked with the tongue driven butt fuck he was taking from Rusty.
He caught himself and lurched up all but sitting on Rusty's tongue, while pulling the kid up and into his pits, tits and neck to suck and lick and kiss.
Rusty was a sweated mess. His short hairs looked like he just camed out of the shower as Jeremy fit the boy's head onto his dick.
"Feed, mah man....feed," Jer ordered.
Jerry twisted and wormed the teenhead around and around and side to side and then down over his 7 inch wick, and growled, "Swaller...swaller it my dude. Be a mannnnnn!"
"Cuccchhhh! Ucchghcucc!" Two times Rusty swallered over his fired up mentor, and then was pulled off it so he could taste the sweet nectar ready to shoot and ooze in ropes of teengoospoo all over the gasping kid's tongue, palate, teeth and cheeks...."Squsskkkk!!"
With his fingers meshed together behind Rusty's head he yanked him over his pulsing, shooting peter each time his inner boy spermed off another rope, "Ugh! Uhhh! Errmmmuh!! Take it you cocksuckin' faggot!!"
Rusty didn't hear Jeremy call him names when he was feeding so ravenously.
As they both came back down....Rusty looked up into Jeremy's face with the kid's cock still deep in his face.
Jer pulled it out slowly wiping it on Rusty's lips, face and beat it on the kid's nose.
Shoving Rusty down on his side, Jeremy got up and waited for the young doof to get up and kneel where he was standing to put Jeremy's board shorts back on....and his sneaks. Of course he was told to smell them inside, and lick the outer toe parts before putting them on Jeremy's feet.....which he also licked and kissed. At one point, Jeremy pressed his right big toe down inside Rusty's mouth and pinned the kid's chin to the floor just for grins.
Jer patted Russ on the head and said...."Be at my house aftah school tuhmorrah. Have a couple loads of yur cum jam with you. Don't forget...have my fresh boxers washed and dry for me in the morning."
"I think we gonna study fucking technique tuhmorrah...my dude....yu almost bein' a man... an' I 'spect tuh have some live 'dummies', eh?
Rusty was exxxxx-cited....and then scared up....whut if there was gonna be a gurrrrl there? He'd be soooo shamey and scared to get naked with her. Would he really get to fuck cunt? fer real? finally? He'd be a mess with all this running inside him all day at school....
Well---he's got some stuff to be feary about fer shurrr....and it shurr ain't gonna be girls....but there shurr gonna be fuckin'...........
Wanna Help Me Out? C'monnnnn! Chapter 10.
The next after noon, it seemed like Jeremy turned a page and found a whole new story. There was gonna be no live 'dummies'. It was gonna be just him and Rusty at his place after school.
With Rusty, it was like Jeremy went golden.
His intense immersion in the 'making' of his formerly distant class and gym mate acquaintance aroused such deep sensitivity in Jerry. It was like that myth that when you save someone's life, you're supposed to be responsible for him ever after....like an 'owning'. If Jeremy didn't think the word, owned when considering Rusty, his actions sure showed that he did.
It was nothing like the tutelage of the three out-of-town virgin tools he'd taken on...or even the taking charge of Scotty separately, who Jerry, in fact outed, and decided to put under 'special' training. And, none of these kids' relationship to Jeremy matched the interaction he'd established with Brookie.
True, both Scott, and Brook were gaybois....no mystery there.
Rusty was a horned hog that wanted to make it with a girl so bad he'd do ANYthing.... wouldn't he? But yet....Jeremy could bring out the cockhound in Rusty like even Rusty couldn't believe. Worse...for Rusty...was that even he didn't know what he was any more, let alone what he wanted, or who he really truly was.
Next afternoon: It's just that like right there....splayed out over Jeremy's bed....was Rusty....balls naked, arms out and squared up to the pillow his head rested on....his legs wide with his private parts there on display for the whole wide room to see....that combo look he always had when Jeremy was holding session with him....that look of shame, fearies, lust, want and need all smoooshed together in a smokey eyed gaze.....
Jeremy was speaking....and it was never so much as Rusty hearing as it was...consuming.
Some of the shame early on in any of their mutual encounters was that Jer often stayed dressed before the naked serf he mentored. Every time Rusty would drift back to the whole reason he'd entered into this amazing tandem, and dare to boldly suggest, 'wasn't it time....for him to uh...soon...maybe...be able to....yuh know....be....do....a gurrrrrrrlll?'
Jer would always smile or pensively stare back at his charge and softly offer that, while Rusty was close....his 'manning' was incomplete....that he needed more learnings....and that he had to understand ALLLLLLL those things a bitch felt in love and in heat before he could truly master the world of manhood out there waiting for him. "Your patience, and learning the tiniest detail in the art of cunt, and cunt play, will be your best reward, my dude," Jeremy had said to him just this afternoon, hadn't he?
Rusty had just slipped his right sock off....the last stitch he had on....and laid back to Jer's pillow when he'd asked again about 'when it would all come to be that he would be a....well, ready....ready to be a man?'
Jeremy was always soft spoken with his trainees...and especially with his 'dude'....his 'manning' disciple....nearly 6 feet tall, as was Jer, and yet sooo small when he was with Jeremy and spread out like this in Jerry's own lair.
Jeremy laid on the routine about Rusty's needing everything Jeremy could teach him....the touches, the feels, the wants and needs of the bitches in his future, so he could please them and be the stud he dreamed of being and who would make the cunts go moist at just the sight of him, and knowing how good he would make them feel.
Jeremy slipped forefinger and middle finger into Rusty's mouth just then and in tones just above a whisper said as he pulled the spitted-up fingers out, "Say, 'Master', Rust."
"Uhhhh...Mas-ter," Rusty said both questioningly and hesitantly.
Fingers reinserted, then removed, then he said, "Say, 'Cock'."
"Cock," Rusty repeated more confidently.
Fingers once again in then out, and Jerry said, "Say, 'I love it'."
Same deal...."Say, 'I love cock,' Rusty."
Rusty had slipped out of the here and now and was now in Jeremy's plane....glazed....and answering out of the sheer need to please Jeremy, and repeated, "I love cock."
"Say, 'I need cock,' Rusty.
"I need cock," Rusty parroted.
Fingers masterfully slid every time through the teentool's lips down the cusp of his curling, quivering tongue, and then back out as the next direction came.
"Say, "I love cock, Master," Jeremy ordered.
"I love cock, Master," said Rusty.
"Say, 'You are my cockmaster, sir,' " Jer said.
"You are my cockmaster, sir," said Rusty.
"THAT YOU FUCKING ARE MY MAN...MY DUDE!" Jeremy smiled wide as he cupped his hands under Rusty's neck and his cock slipped through those lips that had been wetted and whetted by Jeremy's fingers all these last minutes!
"When you suck, mah man....whut I want is for you to open your mouth each time so I can hear yur musical 'Spoofskk's and 'Sssqissk's when your tongue and lips smack over my piece, 'kay, big man?" Jeremy made like there was some choice here, and the doofy Rusty nodded and opened wide, looking into Jer's eyes and he 'Sqerulssk'd over Jeremy's hefty fuck muscle.
Jeremy was clearly droozing copious prefuck as evidenced by the gluey drool from Rusty's bottom lip.
"Like'a said, Rust....we need to know you unnerstand the feels of them cunt you be servicing fum here out, so I want you to feel how it will be and this way you would know how to comfort yur lay-bitch when you first have her petals 'round yur prick.
"'Member, how they'll start with "Oh no!" ...in them squeaky, make believe protestings. You just keep knowin' they need it mah dude...and they want it bad. It's all in the want to have a part of hard stud INSIDE dem, mannnn. They want THAT more'n anything! Knowin' that what hanged 'tween yer legs just minutes ago is ticklin' things inside her, like nuthin' else can....sending them into a fuckin' frothy musk, mah mannnn!"
All the while Jeremy was coaching the teen virgin, his fingers were gliding over a precum glazed tongue and then gliding down the length of Rusty's tail slot with a more pressing fevering of that little rosebud of joy each time.
Rusty grunted that last time when Jer sent his spittied digit in up to the knuckle.
Next time it was two knuckles....Rusty tasting the inside of his own toyteenhole on Jerry's fingers each time now.
And now it was up the to third knuckle....an then a second finger sliding in gently right alongside the first....slowly....grazing the skins of its fellow finger-frigger and the tightening boy wall. It was pure heaven for both kids when Jeremy started to rotate the finger pair 180 degrees each way inside of his trembling, burgeoning teenslave....Jer could feel the velvety smoothness of inner boy cunt....Rusty could still feel the now tiny pleasure friction pain at the stretched boypucker petals that made his inner thighs send electric sparks coursing up and down the teen's nearly six foot stretch of nerve endings.
Each time Jerry pulled his friggers out of Rusty's hot-fired hole he plied the voided, empty boyhole with the thumb of his other hand, in a heat-rub to both keep and bring the fuck-fever Jeremy was building in Rusty's furnace to a rolling boil!
The fingers pulled out once more. The inner hole's skins hung to the sides of the fingers till they folded back inside as the digits made their journey down Rusty's tongue-slide once more, and then right alongside them and through Rusty's lips, Jerry leaned in and down and again fed his cock to Rusty for lubing.
Jer stared hard into Rusty's eyes and opened his mouth as a model for Rusty. The fucked up kid opened up and 'sslikk-sskucck'ed out into the room for the walls to hear there in the back of Jeremy's house.
That thumb at his puffed-up and winking pucker hole was achieving fiery peak and Rusty quivered while Jeremy stared down at him, moving his cockhead across his tongue, nodding approval and then he felt Rusty rut up against the back of his thighs. "I know baby...I know. Master knows you needs it....tell Master, Rust....tell Master...what it is you need....say it my dude...say it...."Fuck me Master....Pleeeeeze FUCK ME MASTER!!!! G'head...mah man...say...." Jeremy coached his teen cockslave, when he was startled by Rusty's crazed, wailing:
"FUCK ME MASTERRRRRR!!!!!!! Ohgod! Ohgod! OH GODDDD!!!! FUCK ME MASTERRRRR!!!!" Rusty's voiced pierced the sunlit afternoon's quiet....as he rutted violently up into Jeremy's body for his rabid need to be satisfied!
The time had finally come for Rusty...it was finally here! "Errrnnnnphhhhhh! Uhno! Ohoww-nnngh! Uh! Uh! Nnnghh! Uhgodd! Nnnmmffff!"
Rusty was staring up at his teenmasterfucker through his now upflung knees. His feet on Jeremy's shoulders, with their toes clenching....curling under, their nails digging into his soles.
The previously diminished friction pain that had turned to surges of pure pleasure for the kid's strained bunger now returned....and with a vengeance! Jerry's cock was pulling those tender skins tight and deeper inside Rustyboycunt, giving the deflowered teen whole new adventures in pain....and joy!
Tears flowed freely and then....and then....like as magic....that same swell of shocking tingle-twitches returned to Rusty's pucker and he gripped his own twitchy dick and started to pull. He had remained soft but the tingle of forthcoming pleasings were mounting in him and his cock.
Jeremy slid relentlessly on through teenhole till he bottomed to his nutsack....and then pressed harder still, mashing that scraggy ball-hugging skin fab ric all over Rusty's butt.
This is when Jeremy gives lessons to Rusty....he tells him through grunts and groaning whispers, "You gently ply your cock to the slot and while saying sweet loving things you slide on in and nip and lick at the nipples and bring your bitch right along with you as high as you can, baby"....Jeremy wheezed as he settled into Rusty's furrow,
"Sometimes you won't have undressed the cunt but for getting her panties down, so when you go for the nipples, suck right over them through the blouse or sweater and bra she's wearing....to get the proper impact through the clothes you might need to bite and nip ....anything to get her squealin'n grindin' her box up into yuh, man."
"If you get her hand on your cock as you slip on out for the first fuck, you won't b'lieve how excited she gets feeling what she dreamed of all these times about whut was in yur shorts and now....NOW MAN...she'll have it in her hand....and in her cunt toooooo! She'll be YURS!!!! She'll be pullin' you intuh her! To have her mannnnn...in her....inside her....she'll be frothing for you, moistening her fuckslide with her own cum juice and clenching her pussy over you.
Meanwhile, Jeremy had bent down over the developing cockhound and licked the kid's nips to give him a live and living spitsucking demo. In true-to-form fashion, up came Rusty's body arching into Jerry's chest and then undulating with his chest falling and his butt rising up to meet Jeremy's reaming, red-boning, rut-fucking, ram-slamming, boyman cock!
"Fuck you, mah man...mah d-u-u-u-u-d-e!" Jeremy gritted through clenched teeth, pummel-pounding his fuckslave. Spit sprayed over Rusty as Jeremy continued to cheer them both on.
"You a cockhound, mannnnn!" Jeremy gritted.
"Cuh-Cuh-Cock----hound!" Rusty repeated.
"You fuckin' need it....need it b-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-a-d!" said Jer.
"Uhhhhhh...n-e-e-e-e-e-e-d it!" Rusty parroted, "b-a-a-a-a-a-a-d!"
Jeremy's jockboy buttcheeks dimpled and fleshed out full, flexing those finely honed tail muscles again and again in rapid fire rut-fucking reamage.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" Rusty wheezed into Jeremy's crimson face not 3 inches above his face. "Fuckkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkkmeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!!!!"
"YESSSSSSSSSSSSSSS!!!" Jeremy roared.
"E-v-e-r-e-e-e-e day...A-n-y time....fer a-w-w-w-a-y-s an' a-w-w-a-y-s!" Jerry coached.
"Ehh..Evvee ugh day....an' awways an' awways!" Rusty repeated.
"For who???" Jeremy interrogated.
"Uhffff...unngh...fah...fah yu....Jer-re...suh....mmm-m-a-a-a-a-a-a-s-t-e-r!!!!!" Rusty moaned, and then.......
Tears streamed from Rusty's eyes and ran down the side of his face into his ears. Jeremy burrowed deeper and folded his fuckboy into a knees-to-his-ears ball as Rusty achieved the most perfeck joy of his whole life and cried out to his teenboy cockmaster....."FUCKMEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!! Pleeeeeze oh pleeeeze ohhh pleeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeze fuckkkkkkkkkkkkk meeeeeeeeeeee!"
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhyehhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" gasped his ravaging teenboymaster.
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