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 5.
The unsteady Jeremy buckled for a long moment...then another, and soon was able to stand nearly normally. He smiled at Rusty whose face was torn in a mix of shame, question, and torment, and then pulled the jock out wider. Ropes of milky white spermage criss-crossed the kid's pubes, cock and jock.
"Now I don't want to spoil your cunt snack taste, but this way you get at least a little bit of this. I'll stick it way in the back of yur tongue. There. Ummmmmm," Jeremy smacked his lips rubbing his belly, as he made mewly kiddie sounds when he deposited a dollop of his cum onto the back of Rusty's tongue, then like snaps on a purse he closed Rusty's lips.
He released the band of the jock which snapped back to Rusty's belly and then took Rusty's hand and mashed the rubberized fabric into the fresh teen cream all around his pubes with the kid's own hand.
He pulled his pants back on, and sat next to Rusty on the bed. With that crushing arm around Rusty's shoulders again, Jeremy just made that face-scrunching teethy gritting smile and said, "You did so good dude...so fuckin good. I can't believe how fast you pickin' up on all this. You gonna be a real man....a man's man!"
As he got up and went to the door to leave, he turned and said, "Now don't get all cocky on me, boy....you still gotta think up whut's the right payment for being late on the phone yesterday. Payment will be made over to my house aftah school, tuhmorrah."
Rusty was getting so built up, but then you could see his whole body sink with that last order.
Jeremy was too much. He came back from the door and licked a finger...then pressed it gently to the kid's nose, then down over his upper lip and inside Rusty's lips....and left.
What Rusty did next was a perfect description of his state of mind and body. As he listened after Jer's footsteps on the stairs he had this at first sickly, then radiant glow looking up to the door, and a smile of joy that was spreading over his face....and streams of tears running down his face..............the taste of Jeremy's finger on his tongue...all seemed to just wash over him....he shivered....and oh goddd...ohhhhh.....he cummmmmmmmmmed!
Wanna Help Me Out? C'monnnnn! Chapter 5.
Jeremy bounded out the door without a care in the world as he shoved hands deep into his pockets, arched his back and shoulders, then broke out in a jog the two blocks to home.
Up in his room....Rusty was still sitting on the edge of his bed when Jeremy flopped onto his own bed at home and called Sue Ann to see if she was feeling moist for his form while he plied his dick with all the fingers of both hands and humped up between them oozing a drooze of precum over his forefinger and down the outside of the others. Ha! What a fuckin' horndog he was!
School next day was pretty average in general. Rusty didn't have to do anything special for Jeremy at their street lockers. Testing Rusty, Jer asked him to show him his morning load in his jock. Pained, Rusty unbuttoned his pants, and Jer said, "'At's okay...just checking you did yer duty." Rusty was so relieved, and gleefully handed over the clean boxers and socks for Jeremy. "Ummm," Jerry said as he pushed the clean undies to his face. "You gettin' to be quite the housewife, ain'tchu? These smell so good, and so soft, too. You been watchin' them softener commercials ain'tchu?"
Rusty didn't expect praise, but he sure didn't expect to be shamed for the good job he did for his teenmaster. He was deflated and hung his head....sighing as Jeremy headed for the boys room to get them on.
Jeremy was really antsy after lunch period and was considering meeting Rusty at the boiler room door for some quick relief, but then some cunt walked by him and swished her tongue across her hot moist lips, and Jeremy pole vaulted after her down the hall and walked her to class rubbing a hand on her jiggly buns.
Rusty waited as required each day at the boiler room door, and when Jeremy didn't show, he was both relieved, and sad. Whutta fuckin' cockhound he was becoming....he didn't even realize he was salivating while he waited, one foot up on the wall, leaning back, diddling his dickhead through his pocket!
The setup for that afternoon was at Jeremy's house, so Rusty just got off his bus a stop earlier and walked there.
Back at school before final bell, Jerry had found he left his wallet somewheres and was retracing his steps since he played with Sheri's butt after lunch, and then snapping his fingers he tore off to the locker room to check if he left it there.
He barged through the door on the run and got a bit of a surprise when he reached his locker row.
Shocked easily many times more than Jeremy, was Brook, red-faced and shaking, sitting on the bench facing Rusty's open locker, and the locker of another kid who was apparently still in the shower after the last gym class of the day. Jeremy's sudden appearance had shaken the young dude out of a pair of boxers he was making love to.
Brook was in Jer's own gym class...with Rusty...so-o-o-o-o-o "Whut'chu doing here, Brookie the rookie?" Jeremy kidded at him at first. The kid was stammering speechless, and in his hands were boxers....and in his lap, socks.
Jeremy got the picture in a flash..."Those ain't yurs are they, dude?"
Brook at first started to nod, 'Yes', then shook his head very s-l-o-w-l-y 'No'. His head went side-to-side very jerky-like from his near lack of muscle control in his shame and fear.
"Whose?" Jer pursued as he walked right up in front of him, and the kid just shrugged, obviously not knowing who was in the shower and had left his clothes there.
Then seeing that Rusty's locker was open, he barked, "D'ju open Rusty's locker, fucker??! You broke in??"
"N-N-No-ohhh...I din't...honest!" stuttered Brook...."It was unlocked, and I just.... wasummm...."
"Wasummm NOTHIN'! You was rookin' Rusty's stuff! Ohhhhhh....wait a minute..." Jeremy smiled as the kid kept shaking his own head 'No'.
He stared at Brook who was nervously, absently, running his clammy hands through the shorts fabric he was holding.
"You faggot! You was smuffin' 'em wasn'tchu?? WASN'TCHU????!!" Jeremy screamed into his face.
"Yuh-yeh-yeah...I was...phhumpphh!"
Jeremy didn't wait and grabbed at the shorts and shoved them into Brook's nose and rubbed them around...then grabbed the socks and shoved them at his mouth ordering him to open up.
The kid was horrified! He was sniffing the underwear and eating the socks of some unknown dude turning the shower off right then and being faced with his own deviance.
In a few seconds the owner of the shorts and socks would be there with them. Jeremy knew the kid had the fetish alright, but he originally went after Rusty's locker...and finding it empty, he took the next best thing. The freshly worn duds of a stranger just laying there for the sniffin'. The kid's 'thing' though.....was for RUSTY!
He ripped the stuff out of the kid's face and mouth and threw them to the bench, pulled Brook up by his tee shirt and shoved him against the lockers while he shut Rusty's and opened his own to check for the missing wallet.
There it was! Relieved, Jeremy now could focus on Brook. This kid was about 5' 9", dirty blond hair, short but not crewed. He had piercing blue eyes, welled up, and about to run with tears. He looked to be about 140 pounds soaking wet, short nose and a little turned up at the end with some freckles. Dimples, fair skin...almost too white. Seemed to be one of those kids who would not tan, just burn in the sun. Still fully dressed, there was no way to see a tan line, but his arms, face and neck showed no tan at all.
Stuffing his wallet in his pocket Jer guided Brook out to the main aisle and nodded to the wet and naked dude returning from the shower. Jeremy couldn't help it. He checked to see if the kid had wacked. 'Hmmmm...no doubt about it he smiled to himself. The head of the kid's prick was still flushed red and fat as a plum. He was SO tempted to ask him, 'How'd yuh get off, dude?' but just kept on up the aisle and out into the hall, shoving Brook ahead of him.
He said to an astonished Brook, "You gonna get yer dream...right this aftuhnoon, my fine feathered faggot! Wait'll you see whut I got waitin' home fer you!!!"
"B-B-Buhh-utt uhhhh I gotta get home...my bus...."
"Too late dude. All the buses are gone by now. You been 'sniffin' too long. We'll take a leisurely jog to my place where you can check out yer dream come true."
They loped most of the way....a ways longer than half a mile and then fell back to a walk the rest of the way to Jeremy's house.
Brook was stunned to see Rusty sitting on the steps outside Jeremy's house as they turned up the walk.
You see, that kid that scoffed up Rusty's shorts and socks the other day and sat wolfin' on them with his naked baredick snapped against his belly....wellllll, that was B-R-O-O-K!!!! And as we coulda guessed...those very same shorts and socks...were under Brook's mattress in a plastic zip lock bag to keep all the dude's boy smells fresh for his after school and nitey-nite wackoffs!
Rusty was a bit uneasy with the strange kid there and not any idea what Jeremy would have brought home a strange kid for when he was about 'mentoring' Rusty every fucking afternoon.
Pointing back and forth to Rusty and Brook, Jeremy said, "Dudes, Rusty meet Brook...Brook meet Rusty...you guys know each other?"
They nodded shyly and then Rusty said, "Just fum classes and stuff....hey, yeh, and I did know yer name, though," sticking his hand out to shake.
Brook's hand closed in Rusty's and he thought he was gonna melt.
"Well, lets get on inside so I can show Brook his surprise."
They followed Jeremy up the steps and inside, then waited while he went for some sodas, and then they followed Jeremy upstairs to his room.
Jeremy put a finger to his lips while looking at Rusty from behind Brook.
With two hands clasping Brook's shoulders, he said to him, "There he is boy. You don't need to sniff his shorts dude....you got him right here...IN THE FLESH!!!"
Brook thought he'd cry!!! He was never so embarrassed to be exposed in front o f his jack off image...LIVE and in LIVING COLOR!!!
Both kids turned crimson. Brook turned to run, but the stronger Jeremy just squeezed his shoulder clamps tighter and forced him forward.
Rusty trembled and was motionless, standing in the center of another kid's bedroom, with a strange kid who 'desired' him!!!????
With a waddle walk from behind him, Jeremy kneed into the back of Brook's knees nudging him forward till he was right against Rusty...chest to chest....face to face. Jeremy whispered into Brook's ear, "G'head, boy....sniff him! DOOOOOOOOOO it!!!!"
The scared Brook leaned in just a smidge and sniffed loudly. Rusty still was glued to the floor shaking and out of his mind in confusion and total dismay!
"Yu can smell him better if you take all his clothes off," Jerry whispered in Brook's ear so Rusty couldn't hear.
Brook was so shamed and embarrassed at being caught and exposed and being made to...about to...strip another kid he didn't knowwwwwwww!!!! but who he had stripped a thousand times in his bedroom with his eyes closed and his dick at full pump!!!!!
Jer took the kid's trembling hands and put them on the hem of Rusty's tee shirt. 'Oh godddd!!!' Brook was saying to himself. 'I can't...mustn't do th...ohhhhh....' Brook was dizzy but saw his hands coming up gripping the bottom of Rusty's tee shirt which was going up up up and covering his head and and his cock went steel when he smelled the inner Rusty's warmness waft to his nose.
Jeremy was a master!
He had the dude pull the shirt to his face and sniff....then verify with a push of the kid's face to Rusty's arm pit.
Almost too dazed to stand, Brook was allowed to settle to his knees to take off Rusty's socks....which of course were the socks Jeremy had worn the day before...just like Rusty's boxers.
On both knees Brook had his hands placed on Rusty's sneakers....and molded them around the upper part of both where the laces were. Then Jeremy pressed behind Brook's head till his face was right above the right sneaker. "Can you smell it, dude?" Jer asked.
Brook sort of nodded and Jeremy pushed down again and said stick yur tongue out and lick all around it. Brook's head was trying to come back up and away, but Jeremy got right down there with him and with both hands guided the lips and soon the tongue was swabbing the laces and the toe box and instep of Rusty's right sneaker. Jeremy slid down onto his back, pulled Brook down and against him on his side and tapped the ankle to get Rusty to raise his foot. When he did, Jer slid Brook under Rusty's foot and had him lick all around the sneaker bottom and sides from underneath and Jeremy shivered when he saw how the kid soon was wolfing all over the sneaker, drool coming out the corner of his mouth....gasps replacing normal breathing, and then Jeremy jumped back up when he saw the kid pull the sneaker to his chest and just fondle at it while sniffing, licking and chewing at the achilles tendon of Rusty's foot through the sock.
The shaking horndog was pulled out from under and back to his knees, still heaving breaths, as Jeremy told him to untie and remove the sneakers. Brook was on his own for this next part so Jerry could see how far gone he was. As each sneaker was removed the kid smucked his face into each to smell the boyfoot scent. Rusty's mouth was hanging open in amazement....the kid at his feet wanted every inch of him....there was no doubt about!
The socks...off....went in Brook's mouth toes first for a few wild chews and sucks, then carefully rolled up to go inside each sneaker. It was like Brook was preparing to pack each thing for a trip.
From the knees, the huffing, gasping boy had his hands moved to Rusty's jeans button by Jeremy, and soon they worked on their own power and opened Rusty's fly....but he didn't pull down or spread the flaps....he swooooooooned into the opening and his face merged with front of Rusty's boxers. Brook sniffed feverishly into the hot cloth, now being wet by his wild tongue. He seemed to jut forward and his tongue slipped through the fly of the boxers and sucked at Rusty's cockhairs peeking out above the jock.
The unmistakable feel under his chin of the snaking motion of Rusty's hardening prick captured Brook's mind and stole it away from him. He pulled back...reached his quivery finger inside for it while opening his mouth...."Not now, boy....gotta learn to 'preciate stuff first, right?" Jeremy hugged Brook into his chest and nuzzled under his ear.
"Just let's undress yur prize first, then....the enjoying will come soon enough," Jer continued as the stupefied kid nodded as if he knew anything Jeremy said, or what he was doing there on his knees before a half naked kid he never even spoke to before....but had lived inside his mind for a long, long time.
Slowly, Brook's hands made the trek down Rusty's legs gripping a flap each of Rusty's fly front. Jeremy had him place the naked foot on his thigh to remove each leg of Rusty's jeans. The heat both boys felt from the bottom of those feet is one to be cherished and revisited each time that image crosses your mind at night on top of the covers...in the dark....with yur leaking cock in your hand....
Then....the boxers....Jeremy's worn boxers....on Rusty....had to be removed. For the first time there was a seeming repulsion...the overwhelming dirty jock funk from the week's worth of sweat, cum and hot boy crotch was almost too much for even the crazed Brook.
But once the boxers were fully down and Brook's face was mashed firmly into the pouch of the filty jock....there was a huge "Sssmukkkffff" and Brook had consumed the whole of Rusty's jock, cock and crotch scent...and Jeremy's smells too, second hand as well. His hands and arms caressed the back of Rusty's thighs and he sucked in the smell of his beatoff dreamboi.
Rusty felt a jerk and a long tremor against his legs....good old Brook....he cummmmed his pants with his dreamboy in his face.
Jeremy directed Rusty to lie on the bed and then he had Brook stand and strip himself while Jeremy, who sat on the edge of the bed, and Rusty, watched.
The previously bashful boy seemed to have a whole new thing...he made quick work of his clothes and was standing naked with a curd of his own spooge gracing the top of his UNCUT dick!!!! There was a little burble of goo hanging out the hole of the boy's hoodie.
Jeremy was de-fucking-lighted. He had said he wanted to line up an uncircumcised dude to snoodle with so he could have Rusty....and himself get the sensation of a hooded cock....and here it WAS!!!
Rusty opened his arms, the young Brookie absently walked right up between Jeremy's legs and Jer asked him, "Didju ever eat yur own spoo?"
Wrinkling up...and doing a sort of herky-jerky, stop and start shake of his head like he was looking at a crazy man....he said, "Nooooo...I nev...uppphh!"
"Well, now yuh have!" Jer laughed as he had quickly swiped a finger down the kid's prick and fed it the gawking teen. "Now wipe the rest of that fuckjelly off yur meat and eat it."
Gingerly at first, and then more and more into it, Brook ate it all. Jeremy wanted to press one more thing, but thought he'd wait and savor it till later....with Rusty.
With a hand hard to Brook's waist he squeezed the kid into him and pointed at the spreadeagled Rusty on the bed. "Well my dude....you wanted a sniff of his shorts....now you gotchu the whole boy! Get to it!!!!"
He guided Brook to his knees on the floor. He pushed Brookie's hands out over Rusty's head and face on the bed. "Now just graze your hands lightly...barely touching, just feel the heat and enjoy your dream come true for a little while." Brook was quivering from every one of his teen parts. Shaking like a leaf, his trembly hands and fingers barely touched Rusty's hair...then forehead, cheeks nose and mouth and chin. Down they went over the collar bone and chest and grazing hysterically over Rusty's again softened dick. With Rusty lying right along the edge of the bed, Brook had full range over every inch of him. The tremoring fingers barely touched the sprawling nutsack spread wide against the top of both Rusty's thighs. Then they traveled the rest of the long legs to Rusty's toes. By the time Brook reached the end of his teen boyjoy, he was an internal wreck and his entire nervous system was in overload firing and firing without getting the needed release of true touch and feel.
Now Jeremy helped the shattered shell that was left of Brook to get up on the bed, and between Rusty's spread out legs. Jerry pushed him out forward till Brook's chest was fully above Rusty's supported on his wobbly hands and arms. With a hand to his back and the other underneath to his chest, Brook was lowered by Jeremy till he made a soft landing on Rusty's torso.
Then he moved Brook's legs and feet so they touched their full length on top of Rusty's. Leaning into Brook's ear, he said loud enough for both kids to hear, "Smell him like in yur dreams, boy. Smell every inch of him."
Jeremy removed the camcorder from it's tripod and walked around and around the boys getting as many angles and views as he could. The webcam and video cam had been on since the second Jeremy got in the room and grabbed their remotes.
Mimicking some quote he'd heard on TV, Jeremy mumbled, "Priceless!"
Rusty was now the one crazed. Brook's face, nose, lips and tongue were everywhere in and on the kid. He chewed and licked and slupped at his ears, smovvered his whole nose into his sucking mouth, smiffed his pits, licked his boynips...he growled and chewed at Rusty's bellybutton.
Then to the pubes, the cock full into his slobbering mouth. He was humping the bed and Jeremy pulled him up so he didn't nut off again. Down he went...balls, under the balls, thighs, shins, calves feet, toes. Brook was in a hunched up ball as he got down to Rusty's feet, then Jeremy, started hustling around to get every view he could of what happened next. The fuckin' young dude seemed to just crumble onto his side and the whole of him curled around Rusty's feet. He pulled both feet onto his face and started licking, snurfing and chewing at every part. Jeremy almost shot off himself when he saw Brookie actually suck in Rusty's boy toes and start chewing on the ends of the kid's toe nails!!!!
The shots on film would be fantastic! The flush-faced kid was tearing and drooling spit all over himself and Rusty's feet....and he whimpered frenetically as he wolfed all over them and his entire body curled around Rusty's feet. Brook's cock was humping at the air searching for a part of Rusty to get off against.
Then with Jeremy back guiding the action, he rolled Rusty over and Brook ate back up the boy till he was drooling in his hair and humping and grinding his rockhard prick through the Rusty's ass crease.
Jerry pulled the horny boyeater all the way down till his face was over Rusty's butt globes and had him lick first the crease where the two cheeks met....he'd already chowed on the bubble globes completely. Then he showed him to pull the cheeks apart to get deep into the furrow there. The funk and aroma didn't seem to phase Brook anymore. He was fucking ravenous for boy eats!
Rusty was rolled over again on his back, and his legs hiked up and out so Jeremy could get Brook's face, nose and lips on Rusty's winking valve. With Jeremy right there in his face, Brookie was showed the treasure of boyhole! Jer had Rusty pull his globes apart.
Cheek against cheek, Jeremy, with his arm over Brook's back he reached for Brook's forefinger and he put the kid's finger right below the joyslot. "See boy! Can yuh see???"
Brook dumbly nodded in his internal turmoil. "See....Rusty's got a 'star' fer a pucker. See how all the wrinkles spread out fum the middle like starlight rays? Other guys, yuh know...they got slits, not 'stars' there...." Maybe Brook heard and understood some of what Jerry was saying. The kid sure had his own version of sex ed and anatomy class.
"Now first we need to 'preciate boyhole, and to give it a thrill too. Take yur finger now and rub it across the 'star'. Yahhhhh! Watch it...lookit....see it...it's winkin' at'chu. You'll wanna make yur girlfriend's pussy wink atcha too....that's like it's saying 'C'mon in boy, the pussy's warrrrrrm!' "
"Now use yur thumb. Isn't that wild. Lookit Rusty. He's startin' to shake all over. See how you makin' 'im feel so good. Listen at him whinin' and whimperin'. A'kay...good. Now getcher finger right into the middle of the star and just push a little.....yehyeh...now more....goood...farrer in... " Jeremy coaxed as the finger nail disappeared.
"Ohhhhhhhh......" moaned Rusty from way up the other end of the bed.
"Hear him, dude? Hear him?" Jeremy asked, to which Brook nodded wildly. The kid was out of his fucking mind. He could barely breath. His fucking finger was i-n-s-i-d-e the living image of all his jack-a-boy-joys!!! Jeremy said, "Now push around in a circle a coupl'a times...yeh 'round and 'round like'at....and see him wiggle his tail around in the same direction? Yehhhhhh! Now pull yer finger out quick and see if we can see inside....OH YEHHHHHH.....there it is, dude! Lookit that pucker wink wide open and then close....didju see in there??? Didju??"
The crazed Brook nodded with an amazing look on his face. Jerry had never seen that look on anyone before. "Okay...now yu know whutchu shootin' for, dude....so let's do what you do so good, boy....let's taste yur dream....go fer it!"
Brook's face dove for treasure and his tongue surged to seek the inner boy. Rusty was jerking, kicking, punching the bedcovers and crying out, "Yiiiiiiohhhhph!!!"
"Show me...lemme see....open wide...show me how much is in there," Jeremy urged his new trainee. Opening up, Brook showed Jerry he had more than half an inch of tongue lodged inside Rusty's toybox.
"Swirl it in there...I'll know how good you doin' by how he wiggles....do it!" Jer ordered.
Rusty was nothing but nerve endings as his inner hole and ring were fevered with rabidly snurping teenboy rasper.
Rusty cried out and squealed...he whimpered and whined while tears streamed down the sides of his face into his ears and hair. He pulled at his toes. He chewed into his shoulder....licked at it like a puppy. He needed something. He needed to be made complete to be finished...somehow, he had to be made whole!!!!!
Not t-o-d-a-y!
Jeremy wasn't gonna give him that. Not now. Not today...and he didn't know when.
Yanking the bung-sucking, resisting and whining Brook out of Rusty, Jeremy wrestled him up to sit on Rusty's chest. The two teens were worn out from the overwhelming bouts of simply toooooo much pleasure!!!!
As they both sat heaving for air, Brook went up and down as Rusty's chest expanded and contracted with each tortured breath.
Jeremy now snugged up full length lying next to Rusty with their faces practically touching. Staring right at Rusty was the scraggy end of Brook's foreskin hoodie. Jeremy fingered at it, and then took Rusty's finger and did the same thing. Ohhh man. He loved it. When Rusty's finger pulled away a string of Brook's fuckgoo stretched away with it. Jer had Brook slowly slide the skin back. "Now watch, boy...watch whut peeks out fum under there."
Whewwww! As the skin eased back, the gooey knob of the moist cockhead peeked out of the shroud of darkness hiding it. "See?? See it?? Cool'uhhh? Looks like a grape. Now stick yur finger inside and work it around inside the skin....g'head. C'monnnnn....yahhhh... do it...like'at....yessss!"
Brook was in torment with the sensitive cockhead diddling Rusty was doing to him. He was bobbing up and down on Rusty's chest. His knees were up high, and his toes and feet were curled up into the bedspread.
Jeremy put a finger against Brook's buttcrease and he jutted forward, and Jeremy let the hoodie hanger touch Rusty's lips, and just smiled so pleased with his choreographing.
Jeremy jumped up and pulled Brook all the way back and sat the two kids balls to balls. With both teens sitting up facing each other, cocks in their own hands, he made Brook pull his foreskin back and told Rusty to put his dickhead against Brook's. That done, then Brook was to fold the soft skins back down and cover as much of Rusty's 7 incher as they could.
"This is dockin', boys!" Jeremy called out gleefully as he zoomed the lens in. "Jack 'em if yuh got'em, dudes! You lead Brook."
Brook started jacking their dicks together with the hood over Rusty doing almost as much nerve damage to him as the butt munch just did. He pounded his fists into the bed, and hunched up at Brook's hand trying to get his nut. "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" he screamed when Jeremy pulled him and Brook apart again.
Shutting everything down, Jeremy pulled his dick out of his pants and fed it up into Brook's hoodie.
"Golllllllllllllll-eeeeee DAMN! If that don't feel t'riffic! Dam! Dam! Day-YAMMMMMMM!!!" Jeremy wailed.
"Get over under here fuckstick," Jeremy called at Rusty and pulled the kid onto his back underneath the pumping foreskin at the edge of the bed between where he was standing on the floor and where Brook was kneeling at the edge of the mattress.
Jeremy humped Brook's hand and hood til he blowed his load into the kid's fabulous searing hot, soft, wet foreskin. "Ohgod! Ogod! Ogoddddddd!! This is so ...ohGOD is that goooo-ooood! I feel I'm bein' laid and sucked at the same time! Yahhhhh! It's cockpussy! Ohmigodyayessssss!!!!"
As the spoo blew into and then started to blurble out of the foreskin, Jeremy pulled Rusty's cumdump face up onto it from underneath and the kid hoovered that teenspunk up like a vacuum cleaner.
Jeremy was in no shape to hold the camera for this so he'd have to set this deal up again. But he did grab it for when he pulled Rusty's tongue all the way out to search for left over spooge alongside and around that moist and mooshy cockhead of Brook's buried deep in the spermy goo of that foreskin. The boyseed that droozed out the side of his mouth was priceless on film! Rusty had really come a long way in less than a week. He just digged his taster in there and whisked up every last bit of boy spooge, smeg and spermage that could be found in that gooshy cock cave.
Without allowing another nut for Brook, not even an 'accidental' one...or any for Rusty, he sent Brook home with the tastes and smells of his idol and the object of his fantasies in his mouth and nose, and all over him. Jerry made him get dressed and leave with direction to see him at gym for any future plans....and Brook was gone....lost in smells of Rusty, and his void of Rusty being renewed as he was forced out of the scene to live it all alone in his own bed that night, like usual, again.
Jeremy had stuffed the socks Rusty wore that day in the pockets of Brook's cargoes.
"Yoweeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!" they heard from the street when the boyfag found them, shook them like pennants in the air above his head and then shoved them into his face before he started to run home to take care of 'business'.
Meanwhile Rusty had his arm shamedly across his chest as he tried to balance himself on his knees on the bed watching Jeremy get naked. He shuddered....even in a room of other naked dudes, Rusty always felt so....so bare!!!!
Jeremy got on the bed, his head to his pillow, pulled his legs up and cuffed his arms underneath the knees saying, "Eat me out pussyfag! Just like the queerass that just left here did to you. Eat me till I scream. You will find that girls just thrive on having their pussies tongued....gets 'em soooo ready fer yur boy hog to give 'em whut they really need. So let's see yuh get learnin' how to handle cunt, dude....yuh know what it feels like now, so yuh gotta learn how to do it. Let's learn you up good now. Pull my valve open. Look in there like I did with Brook. Look up inside me. See how you gonna tongueplease me. Finger me, diddle me, and then PLEEEZZZZZZZZZE me boyyyyyy!!! I wantcha to concentrate on a spot just inside my buttring, up towards my bellybutton. That's where a girl's 'jigger' spot is....her clit. Mannnn!!!! you get her happy there, it don't matter if she gets off when you do later."
In a slow but steady trek around Jeremy's ass globes, Rusty licked and swarshed his teen master's butt till he was ready for the ultimate muffdive. He pulled Jer's cheeks apart, fingered and fiddled Jeremy's bunger. He kissed and licked at the winking eye that beckoned him. He licked and sucked up and down the kid's furrow and then started flick-wicking the pucker. Over and over and over the tongue teased and fevered Jer's boyvalve till finally as Rusty slowed to sink through those soft, tight membranes, Jeremy whinged and growled with the feels as the tough hide of that spit slick tongue toyed with tender boyhole ring and sinked through...just a quarter inch....but Jerry was wild and reaching for his tongue fucker's head to pull him all the way in.
After ten lust-crazed, hunching, bed-rocking, body wracking minutes of unbridled tongue fucking, Jeremy screamed and while jacking his prick wildly, trembling like a girl about to give up her maidenhead, threw Rusty over onto his back sank his prick to the throat down Rusty's mouth and fucked him some man-sized spoovage...."Take it'chu fuck! Eat my load! Swallow my fuck! Yah! Yah! Eat it! Eatiteatiteatitt!!!!! Eat meeeeeeeeeeeeeee!!!"
Rusty was buried in pube sweat, funk, teen cream and his own spit, gasping and grasping for life as he tried to wrench the stronger dude off his face yet swallow over the twitching cockknob deep in his throat. Kicking, heelpounding the bed, doing butt kip-ups to jostle Jeremy off was to no avail. Jeremy had him boycocked! and held fast to the bed by knees over his shoulders, and he even was able to hook his own feet back over Rusty's kicking feet and tighten them down to the bed.
"YAHHHHHHHHH!" Jeremy roared as he rammed him some Rusty throat one more time, and then yanked out, yodeled and beat on his own chest like a jungle warrior!!!!! A spluttering, gagging Rusty looked bleary-eyed up at his mentorboy and all he saw was that 7 inch mirror image of his own dick bobbing above his nose in a long arch with a syrupy string of Rusty's spermy spit dangling from the head.
Mannnnnnnnnnnn! Can yuh stand it???? Jeremy made play slaps at Rusty's face before easing his dripping prickknob down to the boy's lips for a slupp-off. As Jer rose fully up onto his knees above Rusty he spiked his fists in the air in
a wild cheer.
Finally, as normal breathing returned to both teens, quiet prevailed and a modicum of order returned to the bed. Jerry had slipped back down and was straddling Rusty's thighs now. "Hey my dude!" Jer glowed as he slapped Rusty's belly. "Now fer the next steps to grow you up, you gonna give and ahm gonna take yur boy. I will give you your first 'manning'.
"This'll be so good Rusty....promise...." he said as he leaned forward and skulked over Rusty looking down into the fearied-up kid's face. His face came lower...and Rusty could feel the heat of Jeremy's molten face. Jerry's tongue snaked from between his lips. He said, "Open up, Rust...open up."
Rusty was squirming and was sure Jeremy was gonna KISS him???? No, couldn't be...boys don't kiss boys, 'I must be dreaming' Rusty thought in his crazed state.
He opened up....trembling worse than before, and now he stared right at Jeremy's tongue.
The slightly bigger teen was inches above his mouth. As Jeremy opened his own mouth, his tongue seemed to curl up for a second, and then....Rusty froze as he watched a huge gob of spitslop ooze off Jeremy's unfurling tongue and drop straight down his mouth to his throat. (Jeremy was a dead-eye dick so to speak. He could drop a gob of spit lube right on the head of his dick from three feet!)
RUSTY COULDN'T BELIEVE IT!!!! He blubbered tears like a little baby and shook himself violently trying to spit the goop out but Jeremy covered his mouth with his hand and told him to swill it around in his mouth, show it to him, and then swallow.
"It's all part of bringing out yur man, dude. And at the same time you getting to feel, taste and live everything that makes me whut I am. Think about it. You always wanted to be like me. Now yur gonna have had everything that makes up me, on you and IN you!!!!"
Rusty was bucking slightly from the convulsive sobs which had ebbed now and as he gazed up into Jeremy's face, he slowly opened his mouth and showed Jeremy the gob of slimy spit burbling on his tongue.
"YAHHHH! I knew you'd make it dude. I knew it!!!!" and he made a big deal of it with reciprocating handslaps above Rusty's head. Rusty beamed for joy. Jeremy stared down with a faint smile....he knew...he truly knew now....
While all this was going on in Rusty's face, his bunger was being diddled and had Rusty squiggling aimlessly side-to-side in a body shimmy that looked like a trout in the bottom of a boat.
Still in a full bloated ear to ear smile, while staring right into his fundork's face, Jerry's middle finger had been worrying at the teen wiggler's butt slot from behind his back. He sticked a finger from his other hand and swiped through the spit bubble on Rusty's tongue, then slid it right onto Rusty's now winking pucker behind him. Rusty's whole butt was in involuntary motion now, squeezing and sphinctering and in and out as Jeremy fevered it with first a finger from one hand then one from the other. Then he slipped back between Rusty's thighs now, drawing his hands in between his legs now, and the fingers back up to Rusty's winking pucker.
"You are growing up right in my hands, buddy (hmmm...right on his fingers). I can't tell you what a great thing this is for me....for you to let me be mentor for your coming out...for your becoming a real mannnnn....in my own special image!!!! To think this is something you always dreamed about and here it is happening....getting not only to be like me, but to like....BE MEEEEE!" Could Jeremy be falling for his own script?
Rusty absently butted down the bed up against the friction diddlers on Jeremy's hands. Even Jerry couldn't believe it when he felt Rusty jut up against his butt-worrying fingers. The boy's tailhole was itching soooo....and on fire....and in such...such NEEEEED!!!! Jeremy leaned up over Rusty's face again, keeping one hand between his legs and still finger diddlin' while he gobbed up another wad, really obviously this time never stopping his action in the kid's bunger.
Fantastically, Rusty anxiously opened his mouth....strained his face up to get closer.... to receive from Jeremy once again....curling his super-stretched out tongue like a spoon this time. Godddddddd....he wanted it....wanted it....soooo badddd!!!!
This is so fucking impossible. Could Rusty be this far gone for real?
As Rusty concentrated on the goober gob as it slid from the tip of Jer's tongue....fucking amazing!....as the slimy goo-blob splooged onto Rusty's own tongue, Jeremy's remaining teen diddling right hand middle finger slipped through his mate's buddyhole to the third knuckle!
What a sight that was for the lens of the webcam!!!!! ....for the unbelieving eyes of a whole raft of teen joy wackers sometime in the future...maybe??!!!!!
The delicate membranes seemed to engulf the finger....it just swooolphed through and the skins seemed to ooze all around it.
The heat of Jeremy's breath fascinated Rusty having his idol so close...breathing the very airs that were just inside Jeremy. God he was mindless! He truly had no idea he had started to wriggle and writhe on Jeremy's frigging finger now being joined by the forefinger.
Rusty was an electric power plant by now.....frigged and bouncing on the bed, trying to ride his butt-bunger back onto the surging buddy digits sending him to that whole 'nother place where all they did was scream for joy!!!!
With hardly a squiggle of the fingers....yet frigging incessantly....that boy wriggling on their very tips trembled and shook in such an amazing rapid-fire shimmy-quiver that you couldn't purposely do....only wildly sparking nerve-endings could do to a body....to a boy....what Jeremy's frigger fingers were doing to that deliriously diddled teenager.
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