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@yahoo.com. I would love to hear if you like my story. Wanna Help Me Out? C'monnnnn! Chapter 12.
Last time........ Of course, part of the Jeremy-Rusty ritual each day was for Rusty to wear Jer's dirty boxers from the previous day, and his jock from the previous week's gym activity. We remember that on many an occasion, Jer would usher Rusty into a secluded spot in school and have the kid fuck-jack his cock till he shot off in the already rank jock Rusty was wearing. Rusty also had to pound a load in each night himself, wet it with Jer's piss, and piss in it every day himself to keep the rancid funk 'fresh'.
Even the filthy, dirty, funk musk of two boys' sweat, piss and cum couldn't deter Brookie from serving his idol. He would wash his dreamboi's balls and dick and ass with his tongue till it smelled only of Brookie's own tongue.
He knew Rusty had to do stuff for Jeremy in the morning. He already knew HE was going to do all that for Rusty. Rusty would want for nothing this night under the worshipping hands, lips tongue and skins of his sworn cockslave.... Brookie the Rookie....who was no 'rookie', no more!
Rusty shivered with every gingerly movement of Brook's gentle fingers while Brook disrobed and kissed each and every boy part of this jerk off fantasy fuckboy dream come true of his.
From the moment the carpet slid to a stop at Rusty's feet, Brookie never left his knees. The jeans slipped down to Russ' ankles. Brook pushed his dream's shirt up to the kid's neck and then pulled him down so he could remove it....licking the bared belly and chest, nips and armpits as he did so.....driving Rusty stark raving crazy!
He now sat to the floor and with one sneaker foot in his lap he removed it and the pants leg crumpled down there....then repeated with the other leg and foot. He took Rusty's right hand and put it on top his head so Rusty could balance himself while Brookie chewed on the left sock still on Rusty's foot. Rusty was so consumed by it all that he almost couldn't breathe.
Then with the entire toes part of Rusty's foot and sock inside Brook's face, Brookie eased the sock down and off and into his mouth...entirely. His mouth stuffed like a balloon with teen sock, he looked moltenly up into Rusty's face and chewed a few times, before he gently took it from his mouth and petted it, folded it, and went for the other sock and foot.
In that short break in Rusty's rapture, he was able to think again for a moment and the words, 'I see it, but I don't believe it' kept screaming through his head....and then his other hand was placed on Brook's head and the sock-lick-suck-chew began again.
When he had finally placed all the folded clothes in a pile next to him topped with the spit damp socks he'd eaten, he went down on his chest....flat to the floor and licked between Rusty's toes which were wiggling like oversized, fat worms under Brookie's tongue. Rusty was having a terrible time trying to stay on his feet. The sensual pitch was constantly at various degrees approaching overload since the second his fly was pressed into Brook's face.
Now he was completely, absolutely, bare-balls naked in that whole wide room with a teenboy classmate sprawled completely dressed on the floor sucking the life out of his every toe and both feet!
He was rocking back and forth in a near faint and then he caught himself once more trying to focus on something other than the tingling electric charges surging up his thighs into his cockhead....and then everything stopped for what seemed a long time....but it was only about 5 seconds....there on the floor, Brookie's ass was rut-humping the floor and the seat of his jeans was rippling, inflating and deflating it seemed for those few seconds of an otherwise motionless Brookie.
Then, heavily breathing and sighing muttering something under his breath that sounded like, 'Sooooogoooood!' the boy resumed his service to his dream idol.
What a fucking joy! The young sex-crazed teener had just gone off in his pants in the splendor of eating his teen dream's feet! As he restarted the feet-eating ritual, he rubbed his fly-front hard and rutted into the floor in the ecstasy of the sensational aftercum jolts from the head of his tender prick that wracked his slim frame from hairs to toes, thrilled in knowing his cum swarshing all over his cock and balls was caused by this dream-cum-true that he was eating the fuck ALIVE!!!!!
Russ' and Brook's excellent adventure was about to begin..........
Wanna Help Me Out? C'monnnnn! Chapter 12.
Mannnnnnn! If anything was going to bring Rusty out of the rejection he felt when Jeremy discharged him without so much as a 'Fuck you!'.....this was going to be it!
He wanted to trust his 'manning' mentor....but, wasn't there that 'SLAVE BOY' stuff he heard Jer growl at him when he was banging his lights out? And what about his 'using' Rusty like he was. Even though Jeremy said that Rusty has to learn what it feels like to be able to please a cunt, it seemed that they'd gone above and beyond that afternoon.... and then to be summarily dismissed like he was....he was starting to really doubt Jeremy...and worse, himself....this business of horning up from thinks about Jeremy and in things they do together during 'manning lessons'....what did it all mean?
Even with Rusty awash in Brookie's slobber and spit mixed with his own prefuck juices, Rusty seemed to drift in and out of the fun with his first ever personal toy boi, and into some dark place far away where the answers to his questions about Jeremy seemed to be shrouded in a gray haze.
"Ohhhh godddyehhhhhh! Oh man...Brookie....yu makin' me crazy, dude! Yuh....we....mmm.... gotta stoppppp....." Rusty trailed off into another round of pure fucking tongue'stasy as his boyeater swamped his right ankle with a soppy taster and lip'smucking'!
And on it went all the way up both legs....thighs....ohhhmannn....and then into the crease where his butt globes met his upper legs! Fucking Brookieface was everywhere there was Rusty boyskin to savor!
The kid's tongue snaked up into the secret hideaway between Rusty's legs and into that glorious plain of bareness between boyhole and nutsack! Rusty shivered as Brookie's crew hairs pinched and tickled between his thighs as he worked his whole head into Rusty's treasure trove of pure boyness! That same furrow that Jeremy's cock was buried in not six hours ago!
The tongue shwarshed out and up the backside of his balls at the same time Rusty tried to widen his legspread. The joy-torture of tickle-sensitivity going on in his mystery spot made him quake and jolt and he fell to the side of the bed as it seemed his body just crumpled into itself!
It wasn't so much a thumping fall as a crumbling...almost in slow motion, accompanied by shivers and chicken skins rising over the naked boy's entire body. That kind of thing shrinks all a boy's skin and often bones him in the thrill of it all. This wasn't lost on Brookie who was gripping Rusty's t-boner like a handle as he maneuvered the kid's now wide open crotch to receive a full face smushing.
Rusty whimpered..."Eeeeeeennnnnnghhhhh!" in a tiny high pitch kind of squeal as his balls were received on Brookie's tongue and consumed by the kid's lips! Brookie seemed to have the tongue of an anteater and the lips of a St. Bernard the way he literally engulfed all Rusty boyparts!
Even in the fun-around that Jeremy set up with Rusty and Brookie that time, he didn't remember his balls being 'eaten'....at least not so fuckin' completely!
Rusty was really in a convoluted contortion there now at the base of the bed...his head bent up against the sideboard of it, and his legs spread-eagled with just the top of Brook's crewcut visible where Rusty's cock and balls should be. Brook was still working Rusty's tool with his left hand while he tongue-bathed boynuts and finger-diddled Rusty's crease with his right hand.
While all of Rusty's special parts were on fire....all of Brookie's moving parts were working them.
Now Rusty came out of yet another fog of delirium when his legs were lifted toward the ceiling and he felt the coolness of Brook's blowing into his tailslot!
Rapture! Cooling boybreath sent chills right up to Rusty's nerve center, while fire burned ever hotter just inches away inside his ballsack. He seemed to feel like he was in that pre-tingle before cumming and yet felt it was no longer possible...he was in such total overload, that none of his brain signals could figure out where to please him first!
"OHHHHHHHHHHHGODDDDDDDDDDDDD! OHNOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!" he groaned in joy and disbelief when his winking tailhole received Rusty's tongue for the first time. The rough-skinned rasper was like sandpaper on his tender boyslot and the friction-fever it generated drove Rusty into a near hysterical, kicking, arm-flailing, lip-sucking tongue-darting frenzy of total sensual need like he'd never felt in his entire life!
Brookie was pushing Rusty's buttcheeks higher and higher as he sought the perfect angle for his tongue-jection of Rusty's boyhole!
"Omigoddddddddddd! Don' b'lieve! Ohgod!ohgod!ohgoddddddddd!" Rusty cried in almost too loud a voice with the 'rent's just downstairs! Brookie's tongue was in-fucking-side of Rusty!
The butteating boy's taster was darting in and around the soft anal boyskins fevering them all up and making a molten sauce of the kid he was eating!
With all Brook's strength, he gripped Rusty's lower back and pulled tight to him and lifted Rusty off the floor and somehow managed to get up to his knees while raising Rusty to the height of the top of the bed where would eventually deposit the fever teased prize he'd dreamed every night about since he first got a boner!
And now...nowwwwwwww...he'd achieved one of his ultimate dreams! He had Rusty in the air....ON THE END OF HIS FUCKING TONGUE!!!!!!
He almost passed out from the realization of the dream he'd only almost dared not imagine when he wacked his pud those long, sad, lonely, other-boyless nights!
As Rusty lay to the mattress....Brookie laid him out so gently....it was so pretty almost....he saw that Rusty had in fact passed out himself. There was a huge breathy sigh and the dream-dude on the end of Brookie's tongue was dead to the world!
Brook's tongue slipped from Rusty's hiding place and licked up over Rusty's balls, up the shaft of the kid's softened dick which twitched and swelled when the tongue diddled the underside hot spot beneath the crown...then up through Rusty's pube hairs, lower belly, and naval....which he lip-smacked with a big sucking kiss and then on up the belly and chest to the indent at his neck and up under and over the adam's apple to Rusty's chin, lips, nose, eyes, forehead and into his grown out black brushcut hair.
Brookie licked and sopped Rusty's hair. He pulled up the passed out boy's head and while he rubbed his naked boyform against Rusty's whole body, he literally slobberized the kid's hairs with his spit of teen joy!
Then...thennnn....he'd never really thought...or dreamed of 'taking' Rusty....it was always him giving himself to Rusty in all his visions.....of sucking...tasting....serving....but never....NEVER had he even had the remotest image of taking anything from Rusty....let alone 'taking' Rusty!
But here he was....in a full body lay on the boy of his Life! The only thing he went to sleep with at night and woke with in his morning mindscape...was HERE! IN HIS BED! limp beneath the heat of his own frothing boyskins!
Brook was in a very slow rut....more a quiver than an outright hunching dryhump! Up and back he rocked in a very tiny, almost indiscernible motion.
More....and deeper he seemed to rut his dreamboy....his cock was ever hard and hadn't quieted since Rusty agreed to the sleepover...but now....nowwww....his cock was so hard...it fucking hurt! There just wasn't enough skin to contain his boyhardness! Brookie was bursting....he just had to....he wolfed down and sucked onto Rusty's pouty lips. He raised up and looked down from a foot above Rusty's long, firm slender athlete's body. He was s-o-o-o-o-o beautiful. He was so needed.....by Brookie! Brookie needed....Rusty.... needed to have.....Rusty...to have....to...to...."Ohhhhgoddd I dooooo....I do...need to have you baby! Please! It'll be so-o-o-o-o-o pretty...you and me...and you...and...."
Rusty had been turned over on his belly by now as Brookie went into a trance....it was all like he was somewheres else with this beautiful boy giving himself to him...and and and Rusty....he was....taking him....having him....ohhhhhhhhRusteeeeeeeeeeeeee!" he wailed into the nape of Rusty's neck, licking up into the short hairs up the back of his head...licking to his right ear and sucking it into his mouth as he drove his rockhard peter up through the boytoy boxskins he'd sucked to a frenzied frazzle not moments ago when Rusty's slipped off into the joys of being eaten alive!
Brookie fucked and fucked and fucked his beautyboy having no thinks at all. He just loved this boy so much he had to have him....to enjoy him....to 'take' something from him he could always have....and never have to return....his first ever fuck...a boyfuck! A dream ....of his dreamboyfuck!
"Ohhhhh Rusteeeee! Oh Rusty! Thank you Rusty!!!!" he whispered over and over as he gasped and sank balls deep into the fuck of his young life! "I'll always have this Rusty! Always and always! whutchu gived me!""
The cum splooged up inside Rusty's toybox....where Jeremy lubed him not so many hours ago. Was there any of Jeremy's load lubing Brookie's way as he sank his boy peterpud into the dream he beat off to for at going on 6 years?
Licking his way back down Rusty's back to his crease and down and down and through the damp and sweat and mutual boyfunk till he tasted the first of the dregs of his teenspunk!
He licked on through and down and sucked and dugged up into his dreamhole....he tasted first....and licked 'round and 'round before he covered the flexed, and winking wide open boyhole.
He vacuumed his lips around it and sucked his seed from his dream. He ate the boybutt-taste seasoned with his own teencreamage.
With Brookie's tongue so deep into Rusty as he came to and reached behind gently to caress Brook's head and press it harder against his tail, it's hard to tell if Rusty awakened mid-fuck....or awakened after, and just endreamed his own self into Brook's dream, or could he have slept through the entirety of this gentle fuck of love administered by this serf....this slave to his body.
Regardless, it wasn't long before the sperm sucking tongue inside Brookie's mouthcunt, was sucking deeply into Rusty's mouth, and the boys lay tightly into each other for many a long moment in the glow of Brookie the Rookie's first ever fuck!
The lights were blazing and the stereo was on long after Brook's parents had knocked on their door and told them to get to sleep.
Sometime later and on through the night, Brookie finished eating his dream. Ducking out of their first clinch while Rusty slept in the rapture of his second fuck of the day, Brook had eaten out the boy's ears, washed his neck from ear to ear, and had swamped Rusty's boy pits, before slipping off to relive it all in his unconscious....
....only to wake again deep on toward morning to finish the work he was borned to do....he nipped, nibbled and bit his boydream's tits and didn't stop till Rusty in deep sleep moaned, jerked and grabbed onto the kid's head with both hands groaning, "Ohhhhhhhhyehhhhhhhhhhh!"
Brookie finished his 'tour de tongue' by swabbing Rusty's chest, rolling him over and doing the same from his neck to the small of his back, biting each of Rusty's buttcheek dimples and one last swipe through his upper tailcrease.
When Rusty woke with the alarm and a wrap on the door from Brook's dad, his lover boy was locked in his arms and Rusty's cheek lay atop Brook's on the pillow.
He rumpled and rustled up Brookie till the boyeater finally roused and pulled his face up to look into Rusty's.
He so wanted to kiss Rusty....but....they just fun-wrassled a bit as they got themselves fully awake, and then Brookie said, "Wait...lemmeee...." and he rolled Rusty over on his belly and did once last thing to embellish his dream....he got down on his knees between Rusty's legs and ate out the back of the kid's knees. Rusty felt like he died and went to heaven...."Oh, Brook...keeeeee! Stop! Stop! God that is sooooooo gooooood!! Where'd'ju..ohhhpphhh!"
In the next few moments the smell of bacon was permeating the room as they opened up their boy sanctum with towels over their shoulder and bareassed their way down the hall into the bathroom.
(Watersports warning!)
With both kids sporting morning piss-woodies, Rusty stopped in front of the commode and lifted the seat up, but Brookie wasn't going to have any of that!
He quick-shoved Rusty into the tub and kneeled before him, looking up forlornly....Rusty dick was so in need of drainage....especially after Brookie interrupted his planned piss seconds ago. He didn't understand what Brookie wanted....but soon it was clear.
Brookie opened wide and took the end of Rusty's cock between his thumb and forefinger....and looked up into Rusty's face, and nodded as if to say 'G'head...piss in my mouth' with that soulful look that was begging him....'...pleeeeeeeeeze?'
The kink of it all caught Rusty off guard and for what seemed an eternity of pee-shyness, he couldn't let go.
Brookie held himself in place waiting and waiting for what seemed so-o-o-o-o long. He started to quiver from the strain in his bent-up toes and squatted knees, but then....then....there came his prize! "The slightest dribble oozed out over Brook's tongue....then a steady stream and finally Rusty was gushing a nights worth of piss through those teenboy lips at the ready.
Brook surprised Rusty when he took Rusty out of his mouth and bent his head to take the piss all over his head. Then he moved the kid's dick like a small hose and sprayed the entire rest of his body, up and down and all over and then took the final spray right on his own dick! Another Brookie dream had been realized!
(End of watersports)
Still licking his lips, Brookie commenced washing his boy entirely....hair to toes....and while Rusty was throwing his face and head up into the spray to rinse the shampoo, Brookie dropped to his knees and sucked the handsome dude off and held onto him tight around the knees as Rusty buckled in the throes of his monster morning cum!
When Rusty had finally calmed to just the tender cockhead-induced jolts of aftercum joy, Brookie looked up into his face with the water still spraying off the top of Rusty's head and shoulders down around them, and opening his mouth, he showed Rusty the boycum icing on his tongue before he sucked it back in and swallowed.
Brookie stood and held Rusty, while Rusty coddled Brook's face. Brook said, "I love that yur cum is part of my every insides now....for awways!"
Rusty smiled and then seemed to drift away for a moment as Jeremy's face seemed to replace all images.....and he heard that locker room echo from the past, and not all that long ago....that started this all....."Wanna help me out? C'monnnnn!" Wheeeeewwwwwww!
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