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@aol.com. I would love to hear if you like my story. Willie and the Hand Jive.
Willie and the Hand Jive. Chapter 1.
We've all done it...we all do it...from 6 to 90, we're still...doin' it.
Yeh, and so was Bill.
It was 10 of 3...home from school...fuck-in' horned as a toad. "Man o' man, I jus' gotta get off!" Bill was practically screaming to himself. Shit! He was always bonin', but today, damn, he was fuckin' on fire.
As he fumbled with the house key, flung open the door, then scampered up the stairs, he was actually quaking from the need, and knowing he was as close as his bed was, to taking care of it.
Whewww! He kicked out of his sneaks and threw his ass on the bed, and rolled up onto his shoulders as he yanked open his jeans, and shimmied out of them and his boxers. His breath was short...short? he was fuckin' out of breath....shaking...trembling...he ripped the jacket and shirt off him in a frenzy..."Gotta get naked...gotta..."
As he grabbed his rock hard peter, and started playing and squeezing and pulling his cut 6 incher, "Oh my god, that feels so gooooood, Goddddd! Sooooogoood," he squealed aloud to the empty room...that room where he enjoyed so many hours...doin' just what he was doing right now. The visions of all of it...and none of it...crossed his mind in an instant.
NOW! Now was what he had to have...just him....and his cock! "Man I love this. I love my dick. What a fuckin' dick! Gonna make you shoot, boy. Gonna make me happy. Uh! Ungh! Uh! Oh..ohyeh...yehyehyeh!"
His feet were up...then down...then rubbing back and forth on the bedspread. The friction was making his feet bottoms so hot. Hot!! He toed into the sock elastics and worked them both off...he just couldn't let go of his cock...or even get up off his back...this moment...this feeling that he'd been dreaming about since, oh fuck, he didn't know....sometime this afternoon, or last year, all he wanted was his fuckin' bed and his cock!!!
His feet were up again...kicking back and forth above him, while he yanked....toes curling under on his left foot...splayed out, straight out and stiff on the right. He remembers always wondering about why they do different things...his toes....just before his whole teen boy goes stiff, squeezes his eyes shut, and he cums...and cums...and cummms....but.... buttt....
Somethin's wrong. He felt a chill in the room...something.
He opened his eyes. OH MY GOD!!!
He was staring between his kicking, upflung legs, his curled and splayed toes, the right big toe pointing back to him...at three...of the most lecherous smiles, on three of the best friends a guy could have...looking down on the most popular boy in school...naked... moaning...wacking...drenched in fresh cum...in all his all together...for their entertainment.
As beads of cold sweat broke out all over his shamed skin...."I-I-Iyam-yamma..."
Jackie smacked the heel of one of his bare feet, and said, "We know what you "yammma" Willie, boy. You yamma doin' the 'Willie and the Hand Jive', dude...."
All these kids knew each other for-ever. Knew where all their toys and stuff were in their respective rooms, since they had all slept over with each other through the years.
In the middle, at the foot of the bed, smiling down at him between his legs, was Wes, holding Bill's own digital up, as he finished Jack's sentence, "and now ever'body's gonna know what you yamma ."
Bill's cock was shrinking, and his legs slowly came to the bed. Strong willed, and self assured, he recovered and said, "Awright! So I beat off. We all do it....and we love it you fuckin' dorks. So whut's the big deal, anyhow??" he continued as he sat up, and reached for his pants. Jackie grabbed 'em away, then snatched at all the other things...socks boxers, and put them behind him, saying, "Uh-uh, man."
Patrick chimed in saying, "Yeh...we do it, eh, but not on 'puter vids, dude....NOT, on the internet."
Bill, still nerved, stuffed his bare butt back to his pillows against the headboard, and crossed his arms, cock and balls shrunk under his thighs, with only his pubes out in the open now, and said, "So fuckin what? I don't give a shit. You fuckers can just be dorks, and horse-ass around, for all I care."
When these three were without Bill, Jackie was the leader. He got a rush of "I'm in control here, now" thinking...and quickly moved to side of the bed, and grabbed Bill's ankles, and pushed them straight up, and over back so that Bill was in practically the same position he was in at full whack b'fore. Jack head bobbed to Pat, and Pat lunged for Bill's wrists. Now the kid was across his bed, butt hole out and up, and Wes now went over to Pat and took the ankles all the way over, almost touching his wrists with his toes.
"What the fuck?? You guys better cut this shit out or ahmena whup some ass here 'bouts," Bill yelled, still basically unconcerned...or faking real good.
Jackie said, "I wanna see if 'hand jive' here can suck his own cock!"
The other two laughed so hard they almost lost hold of Bill, and as he lurched to free himself feeling the release, they restrengthed their grips just in time.
Jack took one of the socks and drew it across Bill's cock and balls till he livened up the boy's soft peter. Wes looked into Pat's face, and shook his head...Jackie was the devious, and shocking one of the bunch, who never failed to surprise.
Jack now crawled onto the end of the bed to look under Bill's legs and see how close his newly hardened boyprick was to his face. Wes and Pat expected nothing to see, and were shocked at how close Bill's cock was, but Jackie knew, that Bill was not a candidate from what he saw. He fuckin' tried it hisself. Bet you did, too, eh? I did..hurt my back.
Wes and Pat though, now had visions of what they were gonna try when they got to bed that night...or sooner.
Bill was feeling strained now, and more than impatient about being imprisoned in his own bed, by his best friends. He started to really kick and punch, but to no avail. Jack crawled right over his legs, and ankles and looked into his face. One thing all of them knew was that Jack wasn't a kidder when he demanded something from anyone.
The kids were all about the same build, sorta 'built' kinda slendor...between 5' 8" and 5' 10". The tallest, and handiest with his fists, was Jackie...and they usually bent to his will for minor shit, not being worth a fight.
Well this was starting to look not minor.
Now, he kneeled over Bill, taking the ankles in his own hands, sitting on Bill's chest, knees over his upper arms to his shoulders, dropping Bill's legs behind.
He opened his jeans and zipper, and raising up enough to get them below his nuts, he flipped his wick in front of Bill's face.
Bill furious at the threat said, "Fuck you, ya assholmmmphhh!"
They all sucked a breath of disbelief........and Bill sucked a cock.....a best bud's cock!! Jackie pressed the bottom teeth and jaw down with his thumb, and moved in further to the point when Bill's tongue involuntarily washed under the bottom of the boy's prick.
Life for these 4 kids would never be the same....never....and just in that instant, years of maturity heaped on them.....all at the moment a buddy's cock slid through another buddy's lips.
Pat and Wes actually grabbed each other, and held tight...in shock, I think!
With the most wicked grin on his face, teeth gritting and all, he looked from face to face to fucked face....and said, "'Member Nicole...last year...after the bonfire?"
They nodded. Even Bill, from way down under Jackie.
They had all had her that night. She blowed 'em all. Fucked 'em all. And wanted more.
Then Jack said, "And 'member Rachel....at the winter break weekend party?" Begged 'em all.
Now VERY nervous, they all nodded. "Same thing dudes."
Pat and Wes were really leaning away from this now.
Jack was determined to make this a success and he had to make Bill willing to do that.
"Look man, I'm in your mouth, Wes'll take your pic, it's not so bad...and I am gonna shoot off in there bud...and you will swallow my cream....make you my cum brother....let's get going and let's prove how much you like it...man.....I think he loves it guys. Wait'll you feel that tongue work your knob!"
To try to get the others in play, he called Pat over, and said, "Pull it out man, and see if you can drop it in there with me...just to see...come on, comeon!" Pat was fascinated and no longer thinking with anything but a hardening prong in his pants. Geez...in seconds he'd fished himself out, and he pushed into Bill's mouth....Wes moved over where he could watch.
Score '2' for Jackie. Smiles all around, and Jack told Pat to say out loud how it felt to have that boy tongue working his meat. Wes took some great shots straight into Bill's face.
The breathless words were all Wes needed....all the barriers were down, and Jackie was in charge.
Pat pulled out and dropped his pants and in minutes all three kids were bare, with one humpin' face and two readying their plungers.
'Ungn...unhuhuh...ohyeh, take it fucker. Eat me you cocksucker! Eeeeeattt meeeeee!!!"
Hmmm. Cocksucker! There it was. That word. The word that changed everything.
They all could hear Bill gurgling...damn...he was swallowin'.
Wes gave up the cam, and jumped on Bill, and even though Bill had a sort of sick look saying, "You, too, man?" Wes just pressed his cockhead to his lips. "Open, buddy. Ohhhh-pennnn. Commmmme-onnnnn."
Bill took him in, Wes pulled his thumb out when looking down, he saw Bill close his eyes, close his lips around the cockstem, and swirl his tongue so smoothly around his wick. In no time, Wes gripped Bill by his ears and pumped his wad inside his face.
Pat followed with little fanfare, and as he pulled out, he splatzed his prick from cheek to cheek on Bill's face, with each word, saying, "Wam, bam, thank you, Jive." That last cock smack right on his forehead.
Jackie had left for a bit, and was back with K-Y lube from the bathroom. Pat didn't even know what was invigorating the sucking he got from Bill...but it was Jackie at the other end, preparing Bill's pussy for the ultimate gang-a-bang-a-boy.
As Bill was swallowing his 3d load of buddy jam, Jackie's worming fingers were slipping from 'Hand Jive' pussy, to be replaced by his almost 7 inch dong.
"Ooooooummmm," Billy moaned around Pat's cock, and through his spurting jizz.
"Uh...uh...uh...uh," there was no creativity in Billy's fuck grunts. He just rocked and bounced and squeezed and grunted.
It was 4 PM, and Bill had blowed his 3 best friends, had ganged for them...he lay there limp as a rag....face soaked in boy cum and spit....and sweat. His dirty blond short hair was soaked dark. His arms hung over the left side of the bed...his feet hung over the other side.
Wes and Pat and Jack jumped up on the bed, and they each slammed his belly an open palm slap that bounced him each time. Wes said, "Hey, dude! You went from 'hand jive', slap! to 'mouth hive', slap! to 'cock dive', slap!....all in one fuckin' afternoon. Each rhyme brought him one of those belly slams. They dragged him from the bed and all squeezed in the shower and washed him and them. There was a lot of giggling and grabass, and soon a lot of yelling.
Then there was a big huggin' hold-around that they'd never done before...even though they'd showered together at their homes and at school, the pool and all.
As they broke, Bill looked into Jackie's face...."G'head, Willy, g'head."
Bill fingered and palmed all three boys' dicks, and looked at each guy, as he did it.
The only thing all of 'em would be thinking about on the way home, and Bill in his bedroom after they left, would be: "How the fuck did Jackie know?"
Or.......did he?
Late afternoon into evening, and dinner, and at the table, Bill was really quiet...to the point his father even asked about him. With school the next day, he presumed there was a test or something.
After while, Bill got through his brain scan of the afternoon's activity, and that word: "cocksucker," echoed. He was working through a school day, facing those guys, his best friends, and how would it ever be the same? or maybe why wouldn't it be? or why shouldn't it be?
He did get through dinner in fine fashion, even getting seconds, and then some, before slumping in front of the TV to watch nothing on, as usual. He was thinking that in his after dinner sprawl on the couch, he could dream up better shit than he ever saw on that dumb thing.
It musta been about 7:30 when he heard the doorbell. He swung his lithe young body up and went to answer.
He just sort of fell a step back from the door. Pat...and Jack...and Wes...right there on the step. "Welllll....gonna invite us IN, 'hand jive'?" Billy stepped back, and the kids filed in. "Before we fun it up in your game room, dude, we got some shit to show yuh in your room," Pat said, unusually forward.
Bill led the way, and as he closed the door, the kids called for him to log on his 'puter.
He did as asked, and when he got to his mail, there was a passel of stuff from Wes.... he knew now. The pictures! He didn't want to bring 'em up. Wes just kneeled next his chair, and did it himself. God! They didn't miss anything. Even cum dribbling from the corner of his mouth with cock buried in there! His face....plain to see....his eyes, sometimes blank...sometimes closed....my god, this was definitely the end of life as he knew it.
The kids were just so damp with excitement...beating on him, and, each other. Jack said, "We all checked 'em out before, and then decided we'd come over to enjoy your reaction. You please us that we were here to see your premier showing, dude."
He continued, "We all cleared with the folks that we could stay over tonight, even on a school night, and we'll just drive in from here in the morning. So we need you to clear your folks now, an' then we can get on with some fun times in the game room, hear?"
They were all filing out to the basement room where Bill had a pool table, TV, stereo, and Playstation stuff.
They disappeared downstairs as Bill cleared the stayover with his folks. They would use sleeping bags for downstairs and have to make their own plans for breakfast and school.
Bill slipped downstairs to the din of the kids all hollering around the PS 2 and one of the Alien war games.
As he came up behind Jack, Pat was tearing Wes up in the game, and Jack had bet Wes a blowjob he couldn't beat Pat. The game turned, and Wes won. He turned with a big shit-eatin' smile to Jack and said "Ok, dude. Pay up!"
Jack yanked Bill in front of him...."I didn't say me, asshole, I just said you'd get one. Bill...pay up!"
Bill said, "Pay whut? ...fuck off, man!"
Jack yanked him around, and nose to nose, said, "I bet a blowjob, cocksucker!! that Pat would beat Wes. YOU JUST LOST! You pay up! Eat dick, fuckdive!" And he jammed Bill to his knees...and Wes wasn't foolin' either, his cock was right at his lips when they twisted his head 'round. Whewwww! Billy sure got the answer to questions he was asking himself at dinner....never be the same .... and Wes' cock filled his craw, and "Gwawwckkk," right to his throat hole this time.
Jackie got down on his knees and pulled Pat down, too, and he said, "Look, man. Check his throat," Jack said, as he pushed Bill's chin up at a higher angle....and ran his hand up and down the side of his neck, and from his chin down to his collar. "He's swall'in' his own spit, man, and best of all, he even got Wes' early cumjuice awready in there with it. Ever swalla, he's jamming on Wes' jizz."
Pat said, "Hey, fuck, I wanna see....open up 'hand jive', I wanna see Wes' cum slop in your mouth."
Jack said, "Wes, pull out just a bit, so we can see."
Pat said, "Oh, wow, look at the goo 'tached to the cock and his lips. Oh, man I gotta cum soon man. Comeon, Wes, let him finish quick, man, quick!"
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