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Wanna Help Me Out? C'monnnnn? Chapter 18.
Fum las' time with Travis and Rusty:
Even as it seemed Rusty was being used by Travis, the kid was still in a swoon over having been laid last night....and it was Travis that made it all happen. He owed so much to Travis. There might have even been a sneaky mind-peek back to the memory of Jeremy's 'manning' of him, but never getting him with a girl for real.
Travis was the big man now. He owed him bigtime!
He smiled broadly as he looked at Travis while the other boy drove.
Trav felt the staring smile, and turned to smile right back at Rusty.
'Oh yeh!' Trav thought to himself as he turned back to the road....'Do I fuckin' ever own this dude.....OR WHAT?'
"Hey Rust....wanna get our cocks out one last time....just for the funs of
it?"
Rusty jumped right to it without a thought. He whipped his own dick from his fly and then helped Travis get his out.
They flailed their dicks as they drove. Travis just smacked his into his belly, but Rusty beat his palm with his.
They both laughed when the rhythmic sound of the 'SMACK! SMACK! SMACK!' took them both over.
"So, how 'bout if I come by your place after school today, and we can mess aroun'?" Travis suggested.
"Oh, yeh! Cool!" Rusty quickly agreed. "Nobuddy's home till late this afternoon...we can have the house to us-selves," Rusty continued.
"Awesome!" said Travis.
As they made the turn onto Rusty's school street they housed their pistols, but not before Travis reached over and gave Rusty's dick a hard squeeze from which he drew some boy goo whereupon he fingered it onto Rusty's licking lips.
They gave each other a five-grasp as Rusty flung the door open and jumped from the car in front of the steps to the main entrance.
In one motion Rusty hit the ground, spun around and slammed the door shut without Travis ever coming to a complete stop.
Rusty got some cool style points in front of the dudes humming around the steps, who soon added their own 'five-grabs' to the one Rusty got from his new friend.
Back at Jeremy's:
Suddenly, with no 'classes' to lead among his toy virgins after school, and a first date with Sherry not till later, if at all, Jeremy was wondering how's a'come he hadn't heard from any of his 'students'.
Horned as a fucking toad, the handsome jockboy was absently squeeze-jacking his prick through his boxers as he texted Scott who answered almost immediately.............
and much later:
"Yahhhhhhh!" Jeremy roared! The soft, moists of Scottyhole felt like a velvet glove gripping the kid's dick. He raged as he pummeled boy hole.
The high he was on was like none he'd had in a long time, if ever. He sweared he could feel the dude's tongue up in side him still as he rammed home for glory!
He rammed hard....and harder! Faster and faster.....and fasterrrrr!
"Uh! Uh! Unh! Uh!" grunted Scott as he took an ass reaming like nothing he'd experienced in the earlier 'manning' he'd had at Jeremy's along with the other dudes.
All Jeremy knew was he just HAD to get back to that tingling explosive edge before he'd let it all go and finally seed this fucking kid's asshole.......just had to get there!
"Errrmpfhhh! Nnnnnngh! Fuck you! Fuck you! FUCK YOU!" Jeremy raged.
His eyes squeezed shut, his feet in the air, toes curled under, his body rut-humped and jerking back and forth under Jeremy's assault, Scott cried," Fuck me! Fuck me! PLEEEEZE FUCKMEEEEEEEEEE!"
Wanna Help Me Out? C'monnnnn! Chapter 18.
"R-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-r-rshhhhhh!!!!!" Jeremy growled in his cock-driven rage to satisfy it's overpowering need to flood-seed boyhole.
Scott was wheezing in exhaustion as Jeremy pumped, plowed, pounded and pummeled toyteenboy pussy hole.
"E-r-r-r-g-g-h-h-h! Uh goddd----I love it!" Jeremy hoarsly growled as he worked his cock around and around and then drove to the balls again, "Unnnnnghhhh!" grunted the debased Scott who felt like he was gonna get drivven right through the fuckin' mattress! But it was true....Scott really couldn't get enough of Jeremy dick. He was smitten with the handsome buttfucker, and he needed every inch of that manboy dick he could get. It had gotten so bad of late that he woke up in pools of shootoff in the middle of wet dreams of Jeremy every night. He'd grip his hog, stickied up with his own spooge and pull, collecting ALL THE CLINGY GOO OFF HIS COCK AND THEN LICK IT ALL OFF HIS FINGERS AND THE CROTCH OF HIS THUMB AND FOREFINGER thinking it was Jer's cum. Then he'd get off the bed onto the floor and kneel to his pool of fuck and lick it off the sheet imagining being ordered to by Jeremy. Geez....he even had bed hump dreaming of being forced between Travis' and Rusty's legs....and Skylar's. As good as that was, his dreams of Jeremy were the best.
"Uh! Oh! Cummin'! Cummin' Cominnnnnnnnng!" Jeremy screeled with his face shining up at the ceiling, his smooth long neck stretched and his pubes kniitted to Scotty as his dick pulsed rope after creamy rope of teenboy sperm up
Scotty's chunnel.
Soon he exhaled like a steam locomotive stopping at the station and in full
deflation flopped to Scott's chest. Both their bodies heaved and their hearts were pounding between them like wacked out drummers.
Scott licked at the top of Jeremy's outgrown brushcut hairs.
They lay silent in a long, gradual come down from their fuck-fevered high of moments ago.
Jeremy then shot up to knees straddling Scott between them and smacked the kid's belly with both his palms and grabbed his hands, pulling him up and off the bed.
"Time to go, buttwipe!" Jeremy instructed. "Getcher shit and git, boy!"
Scotty wasn't the least slighted for the hasty fuck and go routine. He knew he'd take Jeremy cock any way he could get it, and was a vapor trail out the door, pulling shorts and shirt on as he went....carrying his boxers and sneaks.
Jeremy took a long shower and while playing with his newly hardening tool under the spray in the creamy lather, his mind drifted to his favorite fucktool, Rusty again.....yet again wondering how's a come he hadn't heard from him....or Travis, for that matter.
Refreshed and horned as ever, he texted his latest squeeze but got no answer while grabbing his car keys and heading out.
'H-m-m-m-m-m! Whut to do?' he mused as the car roared to life and he pulled
out onto the street.
He thought he was just cruising, but soon enough found himself turning the corner into a familiar neighborhood.
At Rusty's
Travis texted Rusty on his way home from school: "Play a fantasy with me?"
"Sure" was the reply.
"Shoes and socks off. Stay in school clothes. Switch the door latch off. Kneel down in the hall facing the front door of your house. Face on the floor."
"Yehhhh????" Rusty answered, while wrinkling up his face not knowing what all this was about.
"Yeh. When I come by later, I'll just open the door and you don't look up. Just lick my shoes and then take them off and keep licking without looking up."
"Umm. K." Rusty answered, weirded out.
Travis didn't say when he'd get there, but pretty soon, Rusty was getting into the role, and sitting on the edge of his bed, he flipped the phone behind him and started to take off his sneaks and socks.
In his bare feet he padded to the kitchen for a banana and a drink.
At the table he flicked through the sports pages while he finished his snack and then went out to the hallway facing the front door. He opened the door and stepped out side looking up and down the street, shook his head to himself and went back inside, leaving the latch off as asked..
He put some musics on and then with a conceding sigh, he got down on his hands and knees by the front door.
He lay his cheek on the floor looking so hot there in full sub, with his wrinkly feet skins facing up behind him. His toes squeezed and wiggled together, splayed, and then clenched before relaxing in wait for Travis.
Rusty didn't know how long he was there when he awakened.....he'd fallen asleep and his body just oozed to the be flat on the floor, when he saw two black Con All Stars in front of his eyes. They had apparently been nudging at the top of his sleeping head.
With a stutter and a grunt, he lurched up to his hands and knees, keeping his face to the floor whereupon his tongue slipped out and swiped over the toe boxes of each sneaker. He licked and licked them and then up and down the laces, too, until spitslop started to puddle in the flat part in front of the laces.
He pulled at the laces with his teeth and soon had 'Travis' sneaks off. There were no socks, so Rusty went right to licking across and up and down each toes, and back and forth, and up and down until 'Trav' raised and splayed the toes so Rusty could take each one into his mouth and suck them like tiny cocks.
Finally, both big toes were together and fitted right up onto Rusty's tongue. The toe slave slobbered and drooled over them making erotic sucking sounds.
Without a word.....the cargoes fell to the floor heavily and draped over the sucking boy's head followed by the boxers.
Rusty continued to suck toes.
Then it was daylight again as the pants and shorts were pulled away and Rusty's sucking mouth was guided to a hard, fat tool staring him right in the eyes.His master had sat before his face with cock to his mouth and balls to his chin.
The cock replaced the toes and sank to the depths of Rusty's mouth. It bobbed hard to his pallet as his tongue swabbed over it again and again. Drool built up from the toe sucking and now both the cock sucking and it's prefuck ooze totally filled Rusty's mouth and dripped in gobs to the wood floor.
Hands came to the back of Rusty's head and pulled him hard onto the cock till he "Gwalk"ed and choked spluttering spit and slop.
The cock was once again fitted to Rusty's throat and plugged in until he gagged spitty gop along with the unearthly sound that went with it.
It became so huge in his mouth.....the head was enormous! Rusty had to move his whole head around in circles to get good boy suck onto it. His lower lip could feel the hard inner ridges of the teen cock rippling under the soft outer prick skins. It was pumping over his tongue now and the mushroom head was coursing across the roof of his mouth. The teen ass was up off the floor with 'Trav' leaning back on his hands as he rammed his fuck rod up into Rusty.
'Travis' was getting worked up using his new buddy. As he heated up he got more frenzied and started to pound Rusty's mouth-hole more and more wildly.
He was uncomfortable in the squat position, but he was getting so much cock pleasure he didn't want to change....and he also didn't want Rusty to look up. Aside from being 'anonymous', he was so enjoying punking the kid he wanted same-same until he either blowed his load, or throwed the kid over and ram-fucked his ass!
Well, that didn't happen right away. After what seemed like hours to the suck-drooling cock slave on the floor, 'Trav' pulled out of Rusty's face, and
moved his butthole over the top of the kid's head while he faced into the room, and turned his cocksucker over on his back.
In a hoarse whisper, 'Trav' ordered Rusty's tongue into his crack and growled, "Tongue my ass, faggot!"
Rust had gotten used to the little team of cockboys who had been with Jeremy, getting called names he didn't like, so this was nothing new, but he didn't remember Travis ever getting that rough with him. He was so overtaken by the use and abuse he was taking for his mind to put together any of the peculiarities that didn't seem to match up with what he and Travis had done with each other.
'Trav' rode his tailslot back and forth over Rusty's nose, lips and tongue,
demanding more and more tongue up his hole with each pass.
Even though Rusty was facing up now, with his friend's hole smothering him he still couldn't see his 'benefactor'.
It was after four in afternoon, and it seemed like yesterday when Rusty had
gotten home and placed himself in subservient readiness on the floor awaiting the great buddy who had finally got him laid the previous night.
'Trav' turned, stepping his feet over each other while sitting on Rusty's mouth, to face out into the sunny street now. To get his asshole eaten out in the full view of the outdoors there in Rusty's doorway made 'Trav' even more wild as he took to that teen tongue up his chute. He seemed to press down with a vengeance just then and ordered Rusty "....get that tongue up there, faggot. I wanna hear it pop when I pull up, fucker!"
The spittle slop drooled from the sides of Rusty's mouth, bubbling out against the face-sitter's buttcheeks, trailing down both sets of 'cheeks', face
and ass, to the floor under them in curdling puddles that looked like beaten egg whites.
There was something like a car door slamming sound in the street. 'Trav' looked out as best he could to see if there was the threat of a visitor coming in on the boys as they made for a fine orgasm this late afternoon.
Suddenly, looming full face in the doorway, it was Travis!
He started to speak and JEREMY put a finger to his lips to shush him, while motioning for this heretofore 'manning' student of Jeremy's to come forward into the hallway.
He pulled on his arm to have him bend to his ear and whispered, " I wuz trying to figger out who set this doof up to eat my feet when I walked in the door.....it was YOU?!"
Sheepishly, Travis looked into his 'teacher's' eyes and nodded 'Yes.'
With a thumb up, and a five finger grasp, he commended the setup....and backhandedly, Travis, for having taken a cock slave.
Now this is all going on with Jeremy running his asshole to and fro across Rusty's sucking lips while Jer's cock stands up hard seeking greater heights.
Still rocking over the suckhole's face, he pulls harder and down on Trav's arm and soon has him on his knees in front of him.
It's just fucking amazing the power this teenboy had on his charges.
With Travis having taken the big step of getting him and Rusty laid the night before, not to mention putting Skylar to cock in the car when they drove
him home, and taking Rusty's ass overnight, you'd think he'd have made that step past subservience to the likes of the using Jeremy.
But no, not hardly. Jeremy seemed to fucking own these dudes.
Proof now as he pulled Travis' head down on his leaking, quivering, aching stalk while he still rutted his asshole onto Rusty's tongue and lips.
Travis went down on Jeremy like the fucking cockhound he'd become under Jeremy's tutelage.
He reached down behind him to Rusty and while pulling at Rust's buckle, he told him to get naked but keep 'eating'.
Rusty did as ordered and at the same time, Jeremy was stripping Trav's shirt off him while the kid had already guessed he'd be asked to strip, and was
tugging at his shorts and underwear. The sad sack late comer was all horned up expecting Rusty to suck his Nike's and toes before he took the kid down that afternoon. And here he was butt naked on his knees eating Jeremy cock!
Jeremy moved up onto his knees and shoved his rod deep into Travis' 'gawal'ing maw, while he reached back with all four fingers and rode them down Rusty's tongue to the back of his mouth. He crazed when he successfully took charge of a slave like that, and really ramfucked Travis' head now.
Rusty wriggled around on the floor like fish out of water with both his hands holding onto Jer's wrist, while his fingers runned themselves back and forth over Rust's tongue.
Jer pulled Travis' boxers down over Rusty's eyes, and pulled him toward his ass to get back to the rim job, while he pushed Trav's legs back over his head, and fucked the shit out him.
Jeremy had been so close to blowing wad for so long, it was only a matter of minutes before he seeded the whole of Travis' bunger with his sperm of 'boy mentor'.
He heaved and gasped as he finally got his long awaited cum....and amazingly, he stayed in Travis for not more than a few more moments before he was shooting another healthy load up there while the first soppy spooge was seeking a way out of Travis, curdling at the hole and leaking to the floor.
With Rusty's eyes still covered with boxer linen, Jeremy stood and pulled Travis' fucked over, cum-leaking asshole over Rusty's face and fed that teen hole to him.
Before either boy punk knew what happened, Jeremy was dressed and gone....Rusty was eating Jeremy's spunk from his new hero's asshole and Travis was in a complete fucking daze.
He'd never been so taken over and down practically in a dream haze as had just happened....and while he tried to figure it all out he was getting totally boyteen hard with Rusty's tongue fucker working the Jeremy glop out of his tailhole, while he pulled his pud wildly.
In a frenzy, he lurched up and shoved his cock into Rusty's previously ass-sucking mouth and pummel-pounded the kid's face....skull-fucking Rusty in a
whining rage building from the depths of his throat as he went for broke in getting satisfaction for his horny boy cock.
In a few moments he was hunched down between Rusty's legs, cock in hand and
spitting into the kid's crack.
Sitting back onto his haunches, with his fingers he worked the glob into the kid's bung and fed his cock through his fingers digging through Rusty's asslips.
"Ahhhhhhhhhhhh!" S-o-o-o-o-o-o g-o-o-o-o-o-d!" he sighed as his fine hard tool thrilled to the soft velvet of Rustyboi tool tunnel.
The heat....the moist...the 'smuck! smuck! smuck!' of the in and out after that first to-the-balls insertion made Travis swoon and once again know the fun of owning a fucking cock slave. There wasn't even a shred of a memory of Jeremy even being there moments ago, let own a thought about Jer's being
inside Travis that afternoon.
Travis fucked Rusty gently....then faster....then harder, then threw his bo dy on top of Rusty's bare naked skins. He gripped the kid's face and turned it up and around to him and spit three times into his mouth while he rut-rammed his poker deep inside his buddy with a rage that seemed to come out of nowheres.
He came out of it a bit when he seemed to smell something that reminded him
of their cunt conquest the night before. He was hunged up balls deep up Rusty when he smiled to himself, 'Ahhhhh!', and resumed the teen toy tail assault, asshole pounding Rusty who was being floor-flopped with each pullout and ream-down. It was all about the girl texting him when he was on the way home from school, and asking him to come over. To his total fucking joy she wanted a return engagement that afternoon, and Travis gamefully obliged hardon in hand as he took her for all she was worth. After he recovered enough to get up on his knees in her bed, he fed his wick through her lips and she treated him to one fine suck while he rubbed his ass cheeks up and back and around and around over her titties!
Her smells were still with him as he plowed into Rusty, and they caught him
up in having laid him a bitch for the second time. The excitement of finally being a 'man', drove him harder, deeper..... fully long-cocking Rusty's hole relentlessly. This was magnified by the relaxation of his fears fum last night when he thought he'd ruined his chance to have the cunt to himself, having let Rusty fuck her, too. That was all gone now. He left her with his own smells, his own cum and his own taste in her mouth before he took off to continue Rusty's 're-training'.
He was actually thinking, retraining, since he truly felt he was taking over for Jeremy as Rusty's master. This, even as he himself had just been taken by Jeremy when he was stunned to find him inside Rusty when he got to the kid's house. Shit! He'd taken Trav's whole fantasy of floor-planted serfdom, foot and cock worship for himself, and Rusty wasn't any the wiser for who he had served....at least Travis didn't think so.
Rusty was so damn fucked up for all the afternoon's demented service he'd had to give both boys, it would have been quite the challenge for him to spell his name as the day wore on to 5 PM, and the inevitable surfacing of his
fucking kid's 'rents getting home from work.
Travis found he was really getting on with a 'second wind' of sorts as he plowed his new fuckboy into the floor, and wasn't ready to end their play for the day.
Picking up his clothes, he ordered Russ to get his stuff up and crawl to the bathroom. Travis followed and he sent the fuckboy into the tub to warm the water and prepare to wash them. Travis took fine to the softy-smoove suds of the cashmere body wash Rusty lathered them both with.
He slipped four fingers through Rusty's lips and down to his throathole with out gagging him. He let Rusty lick and suck his digits for a bit while he
continued to smoove the suds under, around and over the body of his new masterboy.
Rusty was getting some thinkings back as he maneuvered under the shower spray there on his knees, and remembered smelling that same whiff of cunt that
had taken Travis while he fucked Rusty. It was that scent that gave Rusty a new vigor of his own. He again relived the fuck....his first ever cunt fuck.....that night before. Again his mind went to what he owed Travis for finally getting him laid.
Not even Trav could have imagined the power he had over Rusty because of that. Hopefully he'd get Rusty another bitch soon to keep the kid beholdin' to him and hangin' off the end of his cock for the foreseeable future.
As they rinsed, Travis again pushed his fingers in over Rusty's tongue, pressing down to open the kid's maw, and then lobbed his semi-hard prick over the kid's bottom lip and pissed his young dude-buddy's mouth. For good measure he let go with the last draining pump spurts over Rusty's face.
He lifted Rusty up with hands under the kid's pits and looked squarely at him as he told him, "I need you to share my stuff with me Rust...a'ways. I'm
wanting you to have my spit, piss and cum with you, and to lick and suck it all down 'fore school and each night when you alone.
He nodded as he said this, and Rusty just followed suit nodding like the dumbfuck, stupid, slobbering cockwuss he'd become.
Rusty still could taste the last of Travis' piss in his mouth as he absently gave himself up to Trav yet again. His tongue swished around the back of his teeth.
Travis had decided he was going to go back home afterall. He kept thinking of his newly laid fuck bitch, and wanted a replay after dinner. He seemed to feel he had to keep her on his dick if he was gonna keep her at all. He still harbored a faint worry that she might want a replay with Rusty, and he wanted to put Rust as far out of her mind as possible. Regular Trav-cock could do just that.
He was hustling out pulling his shorts and shirt on as he worked his barefeet into his sneaks, stumbling down the hallway toward the door.
Rusty spied Trav's sneaks and he remembered that the feet he'd started with
that afternoon were housed in Con All Stars....Travis was wearing Nikes.....he dwelled on that a moment as he fondled his bare-naked cock in his hand watching Travis disappear out the front door and listened for the car engine.
Soon he was back in his room snugging with his pillow and his cock as he finally got a chance to be off his hands and knees and rest, butt and bareballs naked on his bed.
His mom was surprised at the open door to the teen sanctum from which she had been barred since somewhere around the time Rusty shot his first load shocking himself with sticky squirt-off all over his hand that day after his twelfth birthday. She remembered how hurt she felt when she discussed it with her husband who informed her there would be no more free access to his room for the 'mommy'.
She seemed entranced at the sight of her handsome boy son, cuddled against his pillow with his teenboy ass globes shining in the sunlight, almost smiling back at her gaze. She sighed at how absolutely perfect he had grown to nearly be a man seemingly invisibly....another sigh when she saw his toes splay and then curl under, and she reached in to pull the door shut to prevent his embarrassment at finding he'd been bareass to the whole wide hallway after the folks got home.
Rusty spent a quiet, though normal evening with the folks through dinner, tv and some small talk shit till he headed for his room and a quick beat off
before bed.
His toes had just clenched as his naked body tensed and shivered to his wacking right hand, when his cell lighted up.
It was Travis texting that he was on the way to Rusty's and for Rusty to leave his window open for him to get in.
'Forgot to leave you a load and my piss. We'll take care of that tonight right fum the spigot, eh? lol'
It wasn't long after that he heard Travis rustling at the wall under the window and watched as his masterboy hiked himself up and through the window with the drapes hanging off him like some caped demon.
Rusty couldn't believe his eyes when he saw that Travis didn't have a stitch on under the drapes that hung over his shoulders.
Rusty pointed and laughed at the sight.
Rusty's boxers were around his ankles and his tee shirt was up under his pits since he had been busy servicing his cock before Trav's text. He had just lain there waiting for Travis after that and his mind had gone blank.
Travis made sure to shower after he re-pinned his neighbor bitch 'cause he didn't want any smells of her reminding Rusty of his first fuck....and asking Travis for a rerun.
Trav was working on getting Rusty and him set up with some nuther cunt anyways so he wouldn't have to worry about it anymore. One thing was sure though...he wasn't giving Rusty access to any of his pussy unless he got some himself. He actually felt it was easier if he brought his buddy fucktool along and they played off each other before they got in the bitch's pants. Shit! It worked perfect the first time....and now Travis was so much more experienced'. LOL !
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