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 6.
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.
Wanna Help Me Out? C'monnnnn! Chapter 6.
The magical mystery tour ensued....
Rusty was crazed! He was wooofing from deep inside him....blowing out his cheeks, machine-gunning short breaths while he bounced and flopped, falumphed and rutted there on Jeremy's bed at the end of his mentor's fingers.
His hand shot for his cock and Jeremy was at red alert! His arm came back to wale on Rusty's hand if it touched that jerking, leaking, rigid boy tool.
Whewww! Just in time Rusty stopped and his palm dropped above the head of his peter onto his belly, flexing and kneading the quivering teen flesh it found there. Still, his eyes fixed on Jeremy's....begging for a chance, just one chance to....to let go....for some release....how he so needed to cummmmmm!!!
But there would be no release this day....no chance for Rusty to live the natural life of the afterschool teen beating his meat to a raw stump bouncing on a bed in the quiet safety of his own room. Noooooooooooooo! He belonged to Jeremy now! He did know it! More than that....his cock....his cum....belonged to Jeremy, too!
Thankfully, Jeremy had freed him the other days to take care of things once he was allowed to go home. He even got to whip off in the morning if only to fill Jeremy's filthy and oh so worn jock with a fresh load to show Jerry when they got their lockers at school.
But here....now....you could see the fear all over his face when Jeremy, smoothe as silk, slipped his fingers from Rusty's digit-sucking pucker and eased them just as smoothly through Rusty's lips.
The scare came because while Jeremy got his fingers a tongue wash, he was telling Rusty he no longer had to wear the cum-crusted, piss-soaked, and stale sweat reeking jock he'd worn three days now. Rusty was afraid he wouldn't be allowed to beat off if there was no reason to coat the jock!
He knew...he just KNEW...if he wacked his wick, Jeremy would know. He didn't know how, but he was sure Jeremy would know! His teenmaster had taken on a mystical aura....all seeing...all knowing....
But there was relief....Rusty's eyes closed and he swooned in joy when Jeremy continued the next day's instructions while his digits worked their way deep into Rusty's mouth....all the way back to where the tongue curves down to the throat. Rusty's face was actually rutting up onto Jer's fingers....it was fabulous! You could see that even in his newly acquired ability to suppress the gagging reflex, he would still "Gwuck! Gwlupfh!" buck and heave when the finger tips deeped down to his throathole.....and dayammmm! His boyteen prick snapped up hard to his belly!!!!
But there was a joy for him afterall when Jer continued, telling Rusty he could wash out the dirty jock each night but he would need to really 'flavor' up a fresh one overnight and each morning so he could do service to and for his master. Jerry would provide a freshly worn jock each day, and Rusty would bring the previous day's washed out jock with the rest of the clean underwear each day for Jeremy to wear.
Since the day's socks went with Brook earlier, Jeremy would provide another dirty pair from the laundry for Rusty to wear home.
The afternoon was wearing thin and there was the matter of punishment to be meted out for Rusty's failure to answer the phone that first afternoon when he had to run home barefoot within five minutes.
Jeremy wiped his spittied up fingers in Rusty's hair, and then put a foot to the floor and got off of Rusty who still lay waiting for orders on the bed, watching Jeremy's every move like a faithful cocker spaniel.
Jerry pointed at Rusty, snapped his fingers and pointed to the floor at the side of the bed as he turned to get the jock and socks for Rusty. His jock was in his backpack, and he went to the closet for a pair of dirty socks. On turning back he had that rush of power when he saw his equally fine-tooled serf on his knees, at attention with a look on his face that displayed admiration....desire....and fear....all at the same time.
Jeremy's cock which had softened when his mind switched to mundane laundry, sprung hard and bobbed before him as he walked back to rub Rusty's so grateful face with the musky jock and socks....parts of which were shoved into Rusty's mouth for dutiful sucking.
Standing his full nearly six foot frame in front of, and towering above the kneeling Rusty, he asked, "Well, what's it to be for yur punishings, dude? You were going to tell me what you thought would be reasonable....so let's hear it."
Stammering, Rusty was all a fluster getting the socks and the strap of the jock out of his mouth, and trying to formulate a thought with practically nothing left in his mind but the need to do good for Jerry-cock whenever and wherever it was presented.
"Ummmm-uhhh-mmm-uhhh, s-sir?" he stalled.
"Yes?" Jer answered.
"Umm-uhh....I was...that is...uhhh...I think the right punish....ments would be....well, I thought uhhh....maybe....I mean....I should s-s-suck your cock...sir....and and and....letchu p-p-p-issss in my mouth...SIR!" he hoped being very emphatic when he screamed 'Sir' he would be able to dictate the terms.
It was a sort of sad moment for him, somewhere deep in the back of his mind....he certainly had nothing to think with to actually recognize that sadness, or the shame and servitude to which he had submitted so completely, or to realize he did NOT want to suck cock....and certainly, absolutely, did NOT want to be another guy's toilet! But.....he didn't know that anymore.
Jeremy showed anger! "Did I hear you right, cumdump!??? Did you really say you would "let me" piss in your mouth???" His right hand flashed and feigned at smacking the kid's face, then gripped Rusty's flinching face by the chin and wrenched his head up...."Is that what I heard, faggot??"
How Rusty hated that word!!!! He was shaking with rage that he could no longer conceive of in his state of mindless submissive need. It was just like instinct with him now.... barely better than an animal.
Tears welled in the straining kid's eyes and before he could answer, he was flying...or so he thought! He was certain he was in the air!
He was, but Jeremy had swooped down and lifted Rusty right off the floor, whirled him around as he sat to bed and lay Rusty across his knees and without a moment's hesitation proceeded to spank Rusty with a hand that began it's descent from way above his head and thundered to that bubblebutt teenpussy ass with a resounding 'S-S-M-A-C-K-K!!'
The room was alive in the echo of the searing hand and the screaming boy below. The screams were getting hoarse after only two minutes....but on they went....accompanying the incessant butt waling.
There was a palpable sigh when the beating stopped....but it was also a false illusion....
Jeremy turned Rusty so that his face would slide to the floor and his hips were hanging on the edge of Jerry's knees. The rest of the kid's legs came up on the bed to either side of Jeremy. He cupped Rusty's face, sideways between the soles of his feet on the floor, and started him licking the bottom of a foot at a time. He restarted the tail-waling, this time with sneakers he gripped at the heels and snapped to each cheek in unison, and then alternated, left, then right.
His mind wandered for a moment as he watched the butt-slot clench and release each time. 'Hmmmm....there'd be hot times in there soon enough for both of them.'
Rusty's screams were muffled to little more than whines, whimpers and grunts any more. Even when Jerry increased the intensity by whipping him after spitting over both cheeks there was almost no change in Rusty's voice. The bright red hue, changed to crimson then to a kind of magenta circle at the center of each buttcheek....the color made a sort of rainbow as the circles widened out.
While that boyass would be some truly 'butt-ugly' to look at later, it was a thing of glowing beauty right then. Jeremy smiled at all the colors! In a teeth gritting growl, he barked out, "WHEN 'smack!' IS 'smack!' THE 'smack!' NEXT 'smack!' TIME 'smack!' YOU 'smack!' DISOBEY 'smack!' ME???? 'Smack!'
"NEVERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!" squealed Rusty in a response that with his ruptured up and down, wailing squeal sounded like he just went through the puberty voice change again.
Jeremy let him slide down his legs to a crumpled boy ball on the floor at his feet.
Glorious! Just fucking glorious!!! That fucker was down there wrapped around Jeremy's feet and still licking them long after the last sneaker hit its mark! The slobber burbled out of his mouth while he smovvered his face all over the master mentor's feet. Rusty's whimpering body was in constant tremor of his raging lust, need to do for his manboy, and the involuntary quaking caused by the beating his ass just took.
This last exercise in butt play, between the finger diddle and ass waling, it had occurred to Jeremy that Rusty had more than his share of hair around his bunger and a healthy growth of pubes..........
But then he was distracted when his mind shifted to the next school day and his need to continue training his teen charge to ready him for his new 'manhood'.
He told his heaving gasping foot sucker that he wanted to make a sort of documentary of Rusty and his progress into manhood for a video scrapbook that Rusty could keep, and that Jeremy could use in future training of other dudes.
Maybe Rusty heard Jeremy....probably not. He was hunching himself against Jer's leg as he started to come up to his knees below Jeremy who was still sitting on the bed.
Jer was saying, "You'll give like an introduction, see....like, 'My name is Rusty Cumdump, and I was a teenaged virgin before by new best friend, 'MasterStud' taught me the facks'a life. I have learned whut it's like to be a gurl....to suck a cock and make a dude as happy as I want cunt to make me. I got to learn how to find and diddle a clit while working my fingers and tongue up a guy's hole. Pretty soon, if I really do good, I get to practice on a real live bitch.
I know I have lots to learn about sucking tit and chewing nipples, working soft, moist vagina petals, humping mound while I finger frig some cunt butthole, but my Master is very patient and lets me experience everything in my own body first so I will know how bitches feel and what makes them feel best.' I'll have that written down for you to memorize, and next time we'll have you get right up there by the wall all dressed like a hot teen dude, dressed in yur duds fum school, speaking it to the camera while I film you."
Jeremy stood up and pulled Rusty to his feet as well.
With hands to both shoulders, he said, "Now I want us to do a refresher of all you learnt so far, Rust. So I want you to ease me down onto the bed, like you would want your girlfriend to after you let her undress you."
Rusty helped Jerry down and gently guided his naked torso to the center of the bed cupping a hand under his mentor's head a setting the pillow just right before lowering him down.
"Good boy,'" Jer said. "Now show me how you will let yur honey fondle yur dick and tell you everything she's thinking while she looks at yur mantoy, kisses, licks and then sucks it down her cunt throat!" Jeremy was getting super hot again.
Rusty lay between Jer's legs and took the dude's prick in his trembly fingers and told Jeremy how the 'helmet' head was so soft, and how it was getting larger and throbbing in his fingers, and now leaking out the smooth piss hole that perched right at the very tip....and tasted real good!
He continued with his description...."Oh master, yur dick is very hard with ridges under the soft smoothe skins. There are no bulges or bumps like other guys have. It's very white-like...more than pink, sir.
The vein that goes up inside you on top of it shows right near your pubes for the first time sir, and looks so big.
Underneath your cock, master, is the huge-like piss-umm cum tube, It almost feels like it throbs with yur heartbeat sir. The superheated Jeremy nearly blowed his whole wad when Rusty ran his tongue from root of his cock underneath right up into the nest of nerve endings in the little 'V' under the head....the tongue diddled there for a few seconds while Jeremy's legs shot up, he kicked at the air and pounded his fists to the bedspread then white-knuckled as he gripped the spread and blankets in a trembling death clench soooo tight!!!
"Master, your balls are very big sir, and feel so soft when I lick hard into the nutbag skin. They seem to want to get away from my tongue Jerem....sir, when I try to suck them into my mouth...phwuwoophssgh!" Rusty tried to continue talking but all that could be heard was smuffle and spit sounds.
Jer's real hysteria started to build when Rusty's tongue wiggled out of his mouth and sought Jeremy's butthole while the dude's balls were still in the fucker's mouth!
Rusty was actually still seeming to be talking as his tongue wormed up into his mentor's bung! His mind kept telling him to describe the inside of Jeremy's ass when he was completely consumed eating it out!!! Annnnnd to Jeremy's eternal glee!!!!
Jer was flogging his prick like a madman now. His whole being was sweat...chickenskin.... and pulsing sphincter, tingling thighs, twitching dickknob, spit-slobbered balls and throbbing cock!
Shooting his upper body up to sitting, Jer wrenched Rusty's face off his balls and out of his ass and fwomped it down over his prickmeat, humping, twisting, pushing and pressing till the jerking, crazed cockeater was throatnailed to Jeremy's tool.
"Ahhhhcccgghhhhh I can't stand it! Gotta have...ohhhhgoddd...eat it ....ohfuckohfuck....I never....ohyeh! Oh yehhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!" Jeremy flipped his cocksucker over on his back and yanked his deep-eated prick free of the kid's throat, then drove it back in and then back out! Gasping and spitting and turning colors, Rusty was just being used now. He wasn't there! He was just...."Eat it you fuckin' cumdork!!! Ohhhhhh this is so gooooooood!!!! So good so goood soooofuckingoooooooood!"
Jeremy was still throat-dickin' Rusty many moments after the last of spurgling spooge disappeared had seeded Rusty's belly. It wasn't a full throating, but a nestling nub-dicking. He'd just nuzzle the head crown past the throat sphincter, then out, then in then out.
He was getting as much fun from the gawks and gwuuffks coming from Rusty's throat as from the jolts his sensitive cockhead was taking rubbing its nerve tangle against it. It thrilled the shit out him when Rusty accompanied his cocksucking with throat music!
Jeremy knew it was gonna happen.....he was hard and had to have his cumdump one more once! He settled onto his haunches, slightly rocking up and back off his heels while he hovered over Rusty's chest. Now he cupped both his hands meshing his fingers together and rocked Rusty's head up and down onto his super hard prick once more. "I wantchu to get a good taste this time, suckboi, so I just wantchu to let me slide across yur tongue till I goo yur mouth all up with my jammyjizz." He shook Rusty's head and asked, "You like it much better that way don'tchu boy...when yuh can taste yer man!!!"
Dumbed out Rusty nodded with Jeremy working his head up and down like a hand puppet.
Jeremy loved to watch the rock hard prick bob up and down as he got closer and closer. He rubbed the top of the head across the roof of Rusty's mouth. The ridges tortured Jer's nubhead and he was soon bucking and needy and having to have to..."Oh godddddd! You are so good to me!! Suck good, boy...lick oh lick under...under...oh yeh...don't close yur mowff...lemmme see lemmmeSEEEEE!!!!" Jeremy screamed as he wadded across Rusty's squiggling tongue. The saliva was just drooling everywhere while his mouth lay open and he gawked out loud for breaths amidst the gurgling unswallowed spittlecum buildup.
Jeremy put a finger to Rusty's bottom teeth and said "Don't close yur mouth, boi....and don't swallow. It was an eternity before Jeremy's last sperm sludge oozed out onto Rusty's super-saturated tongue.
Jeremy jumped from the bed, and grabbed the dirty jock Rusty was gonna wear home and next day, and then had Rusty spit the slop of cum goo and spit into the pouch, and wiped his whole mouth out with it. "Good boy!" he proclaimed.
There was always some compliment associated with every torment Rusty had just been led through by Jeremy. It always put that closing happy face on it, it seemed, for Rusty to take home with him.
Jeremy told Rusty to get dressed while he sat at his desk and wrote out the introduction for Rusty to memorize.
Soon Rusty was ready, and stood by Jeremy's desk waiting....shifting his weigh from foot to foot. The spit and cum slop in the jock was getting his crotch really itchy, too. He dare not touch it while he was in front of Jer.
Jer handed him the written intro which he folded and put in his pocket.
Then Jeremy put a hand to Rusty's shoulder and guided him out and down the stairs, but then turned him into the kitchen. Jeremy didn't have a stitch of clothes on. It was actually the first time since the locker room that first day, 3 days ago...or was that 3 years(?)....that Jeremy was naked and Rusty was dressed.
Under the sink, Jer grabbed out a sandwich-sized sealable plastic bag. He opened it, handed it to Rusty and pointed to the floor. Rusty got on his knees, and when he looked up, Jer had opened his own mouth opened up super-wide and just nudged his chin out for Rusty to do the same and stuff the bag inside. Ohhhh, Rusty knewwww now. He fitted the bag inside his mouth and fed Jer's dick into the opening....and the dude started to piss. Man could that kid piss like a racehorse! The power of the stream flooded Rusty's senses as it roared into the bag inside his mouth. It sounded like a water fall! The feel of the shooting piss and the bag filling inside his face was almost sensual to Rusty's mindless being. The piss sudsed all up in the bag and almost reached to top before the final short bursts and the bobbing flexed prick indicated it was over. Rusty's face had turned up toward the ceiling so he didn't spill anything and pulled up at the edges of the bag outside his mouth.
Jeremy directed Rusty to carefully remove the bag from his mouth. "Make sure you marinate yur ...my...jock in that overnight, dude. Now let's have this here drippings off my pud, and then get yur face in there and lap some up some of that frothy jnectar a'fore yuh leave.
"Sluppp! Sssluppp!" Rusty drank.
Jeremy patted the teen's head, "Atta boy," and then as they walked to the door he said, "Make sure you learn yur lines by tuhmorrah, and take a shower with my juices there tonight....hair and asshole, too." Rusty was nodding like a fucking doof with the taste of Jeremy's elixir coating the inside of his mouth.
Jeremy gave Rusty a hard smack on his spanked ass that gave Rusty such a sensation that he stumbled down the stairs as the door slammed. Flopping to his knees in the walk....he just bucked and heaved there in silence....in the throes of as violent a cum as he'd ever had in his boy life as the door slammed shut. Every time he moved, the sensitive spurting cockhead rubbed against the harsh fabric of Jeremy's jock and jolted Rusty again and again.
In the house, Jeremy was taking the steps three at a time with his 7 inch dobber flopping back and forth in front of him against his thighs and he pulled his room door shut before heading for the shower. He grabbed the soap and whistled as he soaped up his hefty teen balls, and squeezed a sudsy finger up his slot.
On his knees outside on the walk in front of Jeremy's house, Rusty was shooting rope after spoogy rope into his, well....Jeremy's jock! The sting of the butt smack on his tortured butt cheeks sent a charge through the poor kid's body that released in a super teencreaming for Rusty. He didn't think it....he just said to himself as he staggered up after several minutes...."I need that....I needed that so bad....god I hurt so much....oh it feels so wet and clammy in there....I don't wanna do this no mo...." his mind switched to Jeremy's smiling face and the image said, "Good boy!" and....and....as he absently rubbed the cockshot into his pubes, he shuddered and moaned low and building into a lusty hoarse whisper, "Ohhhhhhhh!" ....and he was harrrrrrrrrrrddddd! AGAINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!! frantically wacking at his pud with the underside of his wrist through his pants, nearly humping his own arm....he slumped to his knees again....in the walkway in front of Jeremy's house....all alone out there with his head thrown back, eyes clenched tight, and his face up to the whole wide sky...............................
If he was listening real close he was being soothed in this time of great need by his master mentor's whistling from inside the shower window.....he shuddered and shook....
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