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Wanna Help Me Out? C'monnnnn? Chapter 22
Fum las' time
Jeremy moved up to Scott who strained to look up into his face. Jeremy smacked shit out of the kid, who was so shocked he yowled and convulsed into tears.....whereupon Jeremy pulled Scott's head up by the ears, and gobbed a wad of spit over the heaving kid's face.
"I'll letchu know when to have yur faggot ass over here next.....now git the fuck outta here. I'm comin' out with the car in a bit to check yu crawlin' bareass home.....an' by god if yu ain't......" Jeremy yelled as he footed the tied up clothes up the street and then kicked Scott in the ass. He continued to barefoot punt the kid's ass as he crawled on up the street trying to grab for his pissed up mess of knotted clothes as he went.
Jeremy snickered fondling his dick, strutting his naked ass back toward the house with the sight of Scotty still on his fingers and toes creeping past the next street light.
In Skylar's bed.....the covers were a twisted and distorted mess. Ever since he got dropped off by Travis and Rusty the other afternoon, he'd been restless......and sleepless, waiting for contact from any of his new fuck buddies.....Jeremy included. Having been put to cock in the front seat of the car by Rusty and Travis, he half expected at least Travis to show up at anytime of the day or night. Of course, Travis had busied himself with his neighbor cunt, then Rusty and her, then Jeremy with Rusty, and then the fucking cunt, and now.......
Back at Rusty's
........oh yehhhh, it was just then that Rusty's tongue tip seeped up into and between all the little teen boy skins at the entrance to Travis' very secret, moist and darkest place.
Oh yehhhhhh.....that worming, twizzling teen tongue-muscle was just starting to flick and lick and 'thwooock' at those tiny fragile smoothe and slippery skins just inside a boy's thrill tunnel. That place where a well- placed digit of boyfun could bring a rutting teener right to outer edge of the world in which he lives....that ever present place in a boy's life where he goes for the glory....that ever building surge ....to the final thunderclap of magnificent cock-splosive sex-sation!!!
that drives a boy to come back for it again and again and again and again and and and.........
Wanna Help Me Out? C'monnnnn. Chapter 22
......yehhhhhhh....but does that ever measure up to the pure sensation of having a fine, young boi teen tool snugged up tight into a buddy's quivering tunnel muscle? I'm not sure.....but, in his state of rapture and overwhelmed sexstacy Travis was gonna find out for himself.
He truly forced himself to pull his rasper-impaled asshole off of Rusty's taster so he could get the kid on his granite-hard cock.
Rusty's mind had wandered for a sec as his humped his own hard pud through his fist and he thought he actually smelled the scent of his first fuck....just for a split second there as his tongue 'pluppk'ed out of Travis' butthole. Hmmmm. Maybe Travis didn't clean himself off as good as he thought. Anyways, before Rusty could manage to form a question his own hole was starting it's long ride down Travis' joystalk.....
'Phhhhwoooo!'
Travis' mind all but snapped. That tight young hole gripping onto every single nerve ending of his corrugated pleasure tool made it impossible for him to think though all the sensations that tight teenboi tunnel created on its endless ride to the root of everything that made Travis go. The core of his being. The root of all joy.
Rusty seemed to sit there in the midst of the deep fullness he felt inside him. He knew he wanted to start reaming his hole.....to ride his handsome master's dick....to give himself that amazing tingling yet burning sensation that made him contort his cherubic face in pain yet make him pull his prick for all it worth.
His legs were splayed wide back behind him, feetie bottoms and curling toes turned up. Just looking at that I was thinking that he'd shoot his wad all over Travis if some young toy fag started licking the bottoms of his feet and sucking each tiny toe like it was a little dick.
With a nudge from Trav's fists under his butt cheeks, Rusty started the great ride one more time on top of teen tool like all he was borned for was to
ride buddy cock. Funny about that......
....and ride he did. His mouth started to hang open and his tongue alternately sucked in and slipped out to lick his butthole-slicked lips as he rode and rode and rode annnnnnnnnnnnnnd r-o-d-e that cock that gave his life....meaning to his very being. How he needed it so bad. Was that tears welling in his eyes as burning sensations along his boycunt walls subsided into the early tingles of another of those unbelievable anal orgasms these boys had treated him to ever since those first days, there on his knees in the locker room those many days long ago when Jeremy had asked, "Wanna Help Me Out? C'monnnnn!"
Somewhere behind his eyes actually saw the boy's groin as his lips and tongue slid back and forth over Jeremy's cock that day. The dead silence of the
locker room in it's dim light....the scent of teen sweat.....seemed to make the "Thwuck!" and "Sswulpph!" and "Sswillik!" sounds of his first cock sucking of a jock buddy echo all over the tiled room where many a young dude has had the pleasure only a good buddy can give him.
"Ohmigod! Omigod! Please...ughhhhh! do....fuck....uchhhh!" Rusty's utterings were unintelligible, but Travis felt the dude's need as the boy's tunnel muscles clenched hard to his rutting prick and made him need it more and more and then and then and thennnnnn like sparklers went off everywhere in side him he exploded a thrill like he had never had before. Rusty had clamped hard to Trav's joypud and was still squeezing it for every last sperms he could get.
Rusty's tail kept flexing and pumping and and and Travis was rock hard again as he raised up from the pillows and bent Rusty over on his back, so fast
there were toes, legs and feet everywhere in the air above them.
Without so much as losing a stroke the joys of teenboy lore gave Travis a rebirth inside Rusty and he drove the teen fucktool to whole nuther bottom-seeking reamage! Had to have it! Had to ram the fuck outta this kid. He was so hot and fired. The thrill of the impending mutual boy'gasms brought the both kids higher and higher and in breathless abandon, Travis fucked the shit out of Rusty.
It was all going so fast each one of Rusty's anal explosions was snapping off almost as fast it started. His mind was gone as he melted in the throes of every hole fucking explosion! His inner self was hysterical. He couldn't get a grip on who/where he was. The pleasure....the absolute sexsational driving fucking funs was just too much and he actually started to cry for lack of any other way to vent his total and phenomenal joy!
His head bobbed and flopped like a bobblehead doll as he just kep'on keepin
on fuckin his own seff on that fine teentool he was driving deep up into his soul. If he could think at all he probby would think that masterful cock rod of Travis' was a part of him.
For his own part Travis was actually holding off blowin' wad after the first two as he kept getting more than incredible pleasure from this fuck of a lifetime inside the trusting Rusty's fuckhole.
If Rusty never needed fucked before in his few short years.....he was close
to never wanting to be without a hard rod up inside him again. Still bobbin'...still flopping...on and on he bounced and flailed and bumped his hole up and down on this friend he met at Jeremy's 'how to get cunt' lessons and now he all but worshipped this teenboi buddy fucker who got him deflowered....his first pussy. He'd never......ever.....forget that! ANYthing Travis would ever want of Rusty's, Travis owned. And right at this moment, that came in the form of a handsome, bubble boybutt riding his stiff shaft of sexual satisfaction!
"Cock! boy, Say it, Cock!" Travis coaxed his bobbleheaded dweebhole.
"Cock! Cock! Cock! Ugngghhh! Cock!" Rusty dumbly complied with his master fucker.
"Yahhhh! Attaboi! Cock! Now...say, Cock! I need it!" Trav went on.
"Nnnnnghhh! Ca-uh-cock! Cock I need it!' Rusty repeated.
Words came slow to Rusty now who truly was in the deepest of all neediness riding Travis' pleasure prong.
"Say it, bigboi....Cock! I need it so b-a-a-a-a-a-a-d!" Travis went on.
"Cock!....Cock! I need it so b-a-a-a-a-a-a-d!" Rusty responded.
"Uh! Ohgod! Cummin'! Gotta.....take it.......fucking queer!" Travis burst out in that little spot of light out there in the dark of night where he started rutting his fuckdoof for all he was worth as he drove for yet another fucking cum up inside the his fuckbuddy!
He was sending Rusty all but airborne as he humped from flat on the bed with his knees bent pushing from his feet up and up and into that treasure trove of fantastic sexsations Rusty kept deep up inside him in the joyspot of fantasies come true.
And then he upped and crashed Rusty to his back while power plunging his raging fuckrod deeper and deeper and harder and harder into Rusty's worned out, flared, inflamed, and swollen toy boy hole.
"Ogod! Ogodddddddddddddd!!!!" Travis joyed. He camed and cummed and shot and seeded his slave fuckboi. The pulses triggered by the latest of all the cums of his life just tore through him. He thought it would never end. He shook and trembled and quivered with every tiniest touch of his dripping cockhead against the slightest part of Rusty's inner person. Finally.....Finally.....he collapsed onto Rusty's chest. Drool from his frothing mouth oozed down the side of Rusty's neck to the sheet at the bottom of the bed where their heads lay together.
The boys seemed to drift off in their sexcrazed yet sated rapture.
It was starting to be light outside when Travis roused up and peeled his stucked skins from Rusty's and shook his head like a kid coming out the pool, to snap himself awake.
Ever so slowly, Travis rose up to his knees straddling his fuckbuddy. And, you know...it was just like he did it every morning of every day of his life....he just lay his handsome, sticky, buddyasshole-coated meat to Rusty's lips, and with a thumb and forefinger, squeezed Rusty's nostrils closed and marveled as the kid's dazed body jerked the tiniest bit before his mouth opened for the air he started to need desperately, as Travis' hardening prick slipped behind Rusty's upper teeth.
Travis wasn't all that sure Rusty was actually awake, and the thrill of skullin' his head while he was asleep made Travis hard as a rock!
At Skylar's
Things were being so desperate for the newly cock needy boyfuck he was diddling his peter there naked in the morning rays as they snaked across his bed through the blinds, and he had absently gotten his middle finger into his deep dark private place.
He was always worried about that....well....maybe if it wasn't, like ughh, smelly....it'd be at least funky ....even if he just took a shower the night before. He knew he'd started really diligently to get that finger up inside him with the gel soap on it. He also found it was a bit of fun to work it in and out a bit....hmmmm.....maybe jus til he got hard....orrrrrrrr....maybe just a little more....especially when he first tried it and shot his nut into the shower wall like a rocket.
Still....when he was in bed....it was kinda dif'rent. Ha! He even caught himself thinking about getting his toes....up there. Hey, man! Everybuddy thinks about 'at kinda stuffs.....'member.....like last night....or wuz that just now, eh?
Anyways, Sky got over the thinks on smells'n all and was really into getting him a worked up boy cock and a trembly bubble butt with now two diggin' fuckin' fingers up inside his thrill tunnel. As he rutted up and down on his
fingers it seemed like his whole body....the whole room.....was in a quiver.
It was a finest thing he had going for himself right then and....and then it just sorta took him over and his ripping toy dick shot burst after burst of that creamy elixir that makes every boy come back to the well again and again. How they need it so bad! So fucking bad! OMG s-o-o-o-o-o-o f-u-c-k-i-n' badddddddddddddddd!!!!!
All too soon, his every boy part fell silent while his heaving chest slowed
to a normal resting state as he drifted off to another great aftercum sleep that can't be matched by any other trip to dreamland.
Travis' neighborhood
Travis' new cunt actually digged her fingers into her pussy when she thinked of that handsome dreamy boi Travis sneaking up the wall outside her window. After the time he brought Rusty along, he stood inside the window as she
lay there on her bed that next day. He pulled the snap on his board shorts and they dropped to the floor. She marveled at his prick.....standing so pround, hard and tall.....almost touching his belly underneath his navel and seemed to just bob and weave back and forth before he stepped out of his shorts and flip flops.
It bobbed heavily as he walked to her bed and crawled over the covers and her as he kneeled between her legs, he lifted them up and pulled her moist panties up her silky legs and off her feet. Travis was all business that second day.
His boy root of thrills was not without a bubble of pre-joy at its tip as he leaned into her and it's teen hardness sank through her to his balls. He took her hand and reached it under him to feel his balls as he lay into her.
Now laying there in the late sun of the afternoon in the same bed....on the
same sheets she gave it up to Travis, she fingered her petals and tweeked at her clit as she moisted up remembering Travis' beautiful stalk of hard boy teen that just stood tall in the glint of the sun that afternoon.
How it stood up and saluted her! Her fingers were doing a number on her wet
pussy now and she was bucking for all she was worth dreaming of that rock hard boy stalk that would fill her needy cunt so much better than her fingers were doing. Except, well, near hysteria, she trembled there in the bedcovers as it was getting to be too much. Her clit play was going over the top and she quaked in the throes of that great feeling that comes when a young teen boy fucker knows how to fuck his bitch. She bucked and thrashed in the sheets and and......even with rockets going off in what was left of her mind, she could still see her handsome first boy fucker's young cock standing, bobbing and leaking......
At Scotty's..... he had a long naked walk and crawl the five miles back home after that night at Jeremy's. The poor fuck actually fingered and toes'd it for over a mile before daring to get up and barefoot it on the lawns and through bushes outside the lights of the street lamps. He just didn't want to stop to try and unknot his clothes...at least not for a while till he was well away from his tormentor.
He was right too. It musta been about 10 minutes and here came Jeremy in his car creeping slowly up to Scott who was really crawling on the sidewalk just as ordered. As Jer pulled alongside the fuckin' doof he told him to get up and kneel way front of the car and raise his arms up, close his eyes, and bow three times to the ground. Then while keeping his eyes closed he was to beat off.
Scott did as directed, though Jeremy had the car in reverse and let it ease
backward silently. By the time Scott raised up from the third bow....and started jerking his dick with his eyes still shut, Jeremy had backed into a driveway and switched the lights off.
When Scotty opened his eyes, nothing was there....no car, no Jeremy.....and
he didn't know what to do. He was there in the street, bare balls naked, jerking his prick.....all alone.....jerking on his dick......
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