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. Willie and the Hand Jive. Chapter 14.
Trying to see through the crusting mess in his eyes, Kevin picked up some clothes that the kids brought in from the back room. When he tried to put the wrong kid's clothes on them they'd just slap him till he found something that belonged to the kid he was dressing. They worked his deteriorating mind to a frazzle, first both kids got their socks on, then each his boxers and so on. It didn't matter after a while, whether he got the article right or not. They just started wacking the shit out of him for sport. The poor kid was a crying, trembling, fetal ball, curled knees to his chest on the floor by the time the kids' shirts were on.
By this time Billy was being buttkicked into the front room by Wally who Billy had dressed completely inside, and was now crawling into the front room to get dressed himself..... a-f-t-e-r he licked Kevin's face of the other kids' spooge.
They laid Kevin out on his back, and Billy on top. Dave and Tim coached Billy to hump the bottom kid while he licked their goo off his face.
"Now kiss him....h-a-r-d, faggot. Let him know how much you gonna miss him. Tell Kevin how much you love him and want to taste him."
"I-yi-yi-I love you...Kev--in. I wanna ummm...wan-wanna taste you!" He kept humping the bottom boy while he pledged him his love troth.
"Atta boy, I knew you did, queenie. Now getcher ass up and get ready for leavin'," Dave was railing at him.
Wally threw the sack with Billy's clothes at him. Billy kept pulling stuff out and being told he couldn't wear 'that' home, until he pulled out his boxers. They let him put on his boxers and they moved for the door with Billy dragging the bag with his other stuff behind him.
Dave and Tim kneed the back of Willie's knees and dropped him to his own knees like a rock. Then they made him crawl out the door and down the hall to the elevators, while Wally got the car keys from Web.
"Okay man," Web said. Get the kids home and then in the morning come get me for school.
Wally juggled the keys up in the air and caught them with a wink and headed out.
Web turned to Kevin and smiled down at him. His cock stood out before him....bobbing slowly up and down and up and down. Web figured since he had rented the room for the night they'd stay right there and he would take the young dude on the rodeo ride of his young life. As he scanned the furniture around the room, Web knew he was gonna fuck this buttkick on everything in that two room suite....and then he'd fuck him some more.
Willie and the Hand Jive. Chapter 14.
Kevin was for the first time in his life really important to someone, and he already had shown that he'd do anything to continue to get favor from Web.
As the door closed, Kevin jutted his face up from his half sitting, half kneeling slouch on the floor and with his tongue extended he snatched the silvery precum string hanging from Web's cock and followed it up till he tongue-darted the man's pisshole.
Web was so sensitive from all the fuckplay, he jerked back at the surprise touch while he was scanning the room still.
Being both naked, randy and ready it just followed that Web eased himself to the floor and pulled Kevin into him as they lay on their sides in the center of the large front room. Web pulled the young dude's face into his right pit and smooshed it all around distorting the handsome teen's nose as it bent into the creases and the really bushy hairs of the man's sweaty armpit.
Web tried to really look at Kevin's sprawled body full-length there on the fl oor. His small kiddie-like turned up nose was just perfect for the smile that made his face light up a room. His near six foot frame was slender and tanned with a bright white butt-stripe. His hair was light brown and his hazel eyes seemed perfect. He had a bit of stickie-out ears that made him all the more fuckible. Web's hands smoothed over the young dude's shoulder blades, his bumpy vertebrae spuds down his spine and under his tickly tail bone just above the kid's muscle-tight bubble buttcheeks. The kid's whole body was in a constant ripple of motion under Web's hands as he contorted himself to work his face and tongue through the bigger man's armpit.
After guiding the boyman to the other pit and both of his nipples which now stood out fully erect and tingling, Kevin knew his role and began a complete suckoff of the man's entire body.
Web was actually proud of Kevin when he took charge and threw Web's legs way up above him and crawled in under the man's balls and started to suck him some fine and musky manhole.
Web loved to let go and have himself in a shuddering squeal especially when he felt the suction before the kid's tongue actually surged up into his bung. He was delirious. The sensations seemed all new again even though he had long enjoyed the pliable tongue of a young woman, as well as his share of all manner and shape of guys.
He reached up and gripped at his tightly clenched toes, then pulled his legs wide open so he could watch the eyebrows, forehead and hairline of his personal asseater. The kid's nose was digged into the crease under Web's low hanging balls.
Web loved it when the kid came up for air and his suck-spit was drooogling from his bottom lip. He could see the gooey strings connecting it to his asshole. Ohhh, and the fucking dazed look in the gasping boyteen's face. Priceless! How he needed his man!!
As the kid heaved up and down he stared at his new master. That look...ohgoddd...that look! The kid was consumed in need of his man. There would be nothing he wouldn't do for him. Web just eased his feet down onto the top of the kid's head and guided him right back under his balls again. "What a prize you are, pussy....yu are Daddy's prize... aren't you...AREN'TCHU???!" Web barked.
"Huhhhhhhh! Uhyehhuhhdaddy! I wanna...wanna be yer....p-prizeboypussy! Mist..SIR!" Kevin gasped.
"Rightchu are my dude....rightchu are indeed," Web confirmed.
The happy boy elicited the most screeling cry from Web yet, when he slid his randy rasper from tailbone to balls and back and forth in such rapid-fire tonguing flicks that Web was trembling in itchy fuck'ticipation!
"Oh! Ohhhh! I can't....gotta have...." and Web was up on his knees and bending his butteater all the way over onto his back and in one long smoothe motion his steeled and massive teen pleaser surged up inside Kevin one more time.
"Awwwwhewwwuhhh! Oh...ohsirrrrrr! Please....oh please...ohfuckme!!!!" Kevin pleaded for the joy he'd only come to know that very night and now needed to his very core.
He probably always knew, and he surely had some kiddie and young boy play over the years, but this....this man showed him what he needed and how to achieve the fire in his soul that he lived for.
Web was now side-straddling the turned up teen bunger as he rammed deep then pulled all the way out, and thrilled to the squealing fuckboy each time he plowed back in all the way to the balls. Again! Again! Again!
Every time Web twisted around inside the teenboy bunger, his throbber hit new and different spots when he executed his masterful inner-tubular toyhole massage! The kid experienced whole new feels and sensings, not to mention that Web pummeled his inner boy joyspot over and over from a different angle. Holy shit! The fucking kid was crazed! Web was thrilling places even Kevin didn't know he had inside him!
Web fucked Kevin for a long time there on the floor....first on his back, then up on his neck with his whole body ass-over and his toes actually touching the floor behind his head as Web incessantly buggered his bunger. It was like Web hadn't had any tail for months...instead of in just the last hour. Web would fuckstroke down, and then twist a quarter turn still plowed into that tight teen's newly deflowered pussy, and start plowing again. He kept making these quarter turns and replowing his boitoybunghole till he was just plain out of breath.
Kev was getting hoarse from the constant screeching his fuckman pumped out of him.
Web's staying power was super with his having cum earlier and he was plowing this boy dude a new asshole this very night....the first night of Kevin's new life of the service he was born to give.
He felt himself impaled to the depths as he was rolled forward and picked off the floor and up into Web's arms.
Down in the elevator, Dave and Tim had Willie curl up on his crossed legs and bare feet on the floor in the back corner while they descended with Wally. They hardly drew any attention...well there were a couple of gawking folks in the lobby when Willie crawled along with the dressed boys behind Web who was flipping the car keys and catching them as they headed for the exit way.
They hadn't used the hotel garage since they only would be a few hours. Willie's knees were taking a beating on the concrete sidewalk as they made their way a half block to the big SUV. It was black and the tinted windows prevented any ability to see inside.
They fed Willie up though the back door/hatch and Dave really waled his ass as he went up over and into the third seat row....then he slammed the door down and joined Tim in the second row seat, while Web got in and started up.
As they eased out into traffic for the fifteen minute ride to Bill's house, they dog-whistled for Bill to join them in the second seat row, calling, "Here cocksucker....here dweeb....come getcher reward!"
Their wicked sneers gave Willie shivers. They had switched on the light in the back since nothing could be seen from outside and as the poor suckhole crawled over the back of the seat to join them, they pulled at his neck and yanked him down on the back of it and onto his shoulders with his ass facing front upside down and his feet flopped over behind him like in a bad swim-dive, hitting the top of the front seatback.
As he slid down, Tim ripped his boxers in half and off of the young sporting goods intern. Willie's red upturned face was bent up into the bottom of the seat back as he took two of Dave's fingers over his tongue. They were pulled out and then jammed up the kid's toolbox, "Urrrrnncchhhhh!" groaned Willie.
This was gonna be some fucking ride home.
Tim got into floor well in front of the seat and shoved his teenfun up Bill's hole right under Dave's frigging fingers. These kids were just fuck'lentless in their need to deep Bill's bunghole.
"Ohhhhhgoddddddd!" bawled Willie as he had the near equivalent of two dicks up his ass together and Dave did some wild finger squiggles and digglings up there while Tim just broke out into a rapidfire boyfuck rut. In his raging fire, Timmy pulled Will's legs out wide and spit right into the kid's upturned face that was squashed down into the back of the seat and bent up against the seatback watching every inch of that fine teen tool power his long ago deflowered boypussy. The sight of that hardboy cock muscle, widened out and plowing into him was erotic. That slick, rigid tool, glimmering in the overhead light....pulling all the way out of him, then surging forward to the rhythmic groans of pure fuck pleasure......ohhhhhhhhhhh!
That kid had ridden so much dick in these lasts months he could qualify for trade! Especially now, since now he was collecting sporting goods contract commissions while plying his wares.
They were approaching Bill's street and the kids asked Web to pull into the market parking lot so they could have a last ramma-fuck with their new faggot tool. By the time Web had parked, Bill was thrown sidewise, and sprawled out facedown across the second seat. Dave was burrowing into his furrow while Timmy sat under his mouth with a nice handsome hog up Willie's face with the kid chowin' down like the cock champ he had become.
When both boys got their rocks, and they were flushed and totally fuckin' balled out gasping for air with cocks sensitive in their aftercum....they just didn't want their slave cunt to go. They just needed fucking more of this quivering mass of firm, tight, cock-squeezing teenpussy.
Tim threw his own butt high from his sitting position and swung his tailsmile up. His toes were digged into the headliner above, and he pulled the young Williedude right up into his crease. When Will's tongue dived up and through, Tim thought he'd died and went to heaven. He just knew...knew he had to have more of this dude after this. Just hadda have more. He just couldn't leave this without a chance for more mouthsucking, ass-filling plowage!!!
Dave got so crazed himself on top of the fuckteen's back that he was bounce-fucking the kid's ass on the seat. They felt like they were on a small boat in a raging storm and Bill had the additional super funs of having both the shit fucked out of him and every last gasp of air pummeled out of him as well.
"Ohmigod! Omigod! Omy godddddddddddddd!!!! This fucking kid's ass is non stop man...gotta hunnuhhhhh...gotta gotta have ...have it again....more...ohhhhhh....!" Dave was gasping as he slipped out Willie on to the floor of the truck while Web pulled the fucked over kid out from under him into the street near Bill's house.
Tim was sitting against the door sucking air himself after the most fantastic ass-eating he'd ever had the pleasure of shoving a young teen's face into. "Holy shit, man! No fuckin' cunt ever did that to me. The kid's a fuckin' natural! We gotta find a way to get that face and ass in play reg'lar like, man. I bet I could find a way to keep his ass at my place....and make money off it even!" Tim was gasping and getting himself excited all over again at the idea of having his own butt-sucking slave.
The equally gassed out Dave was nodding at the floor in agreement as he tried to recover enough to agree with Timmy.
Meanwhile, Web hauled Willie's naked ragdoll torso out on the curbing grass halfway down the block from his house. He was dragged out face down and dropped that way in the damp grass. Bill's protecting hands and arms were all that kept him from leaving pieces of his face on the door edge and street. Web directed the dudes inside to throw out the kid's clothes. They came sailing out through the door and Web dropped the bag onto Willie's butt, as he slammed the door and went 'round front to get going.
Bill's cum-frosted mouth and face rubbed absently into the cool grass like it was a soft brush. He lay in the dark watching the light of truck disappear into the night leaving him cold, butt-naked, fucked inside and out, lying in the grass and all alone.
He didn't have the thinks to even realize what had happened to him....again.... a-fucking-GEN!!
He wrenched himself up to a sitting position with his knees up and his cum droozing boyhole scootching down into the grass. Some dog in the morning was gonna be licking him some boyass flavored teencream like mad and his master was gonna be yanking at the leash to get him moving wondering what in fuckin' world these dogs find so fun in the grass every morning....wonder if they always finding boyhole flavored teencreamy spots....eh??'
Will digged into the bag and started dressing himself so he could get past his mother, but then, he suddenly flared up, and said out loud, "What the fuck!"
He pulled on the clothes, disheveled as he they were and made no bones about making himself look in order. Then discarding his torn boxers in a nearby neighbor's trash, he threw the laundry clothesbag down in his own driveway and went in to face his mom, if she was up.
Turned out she wasn't, and she just called to him when he came by her room. He just answered, "Hey, Mom," and went into the bathroom and showered himself clean of the inner fluids of the four dudes who'd played him like a musical instrument that night.
Next morning....yeh...next morning he'd tell his Mom he was moving in with Kenny, and she had to sign him into the new school. She'd cry and he'd tell her some of his trouble but would be too embarrassed to tell his mother he'd fucked for dick, more in just a couple of months than she ever would in her whole life.
All he knew was to save his sanity, he had to get away from his tormentors, and he'd tell Kenny he can't put out for contracts like the Web and Wally deal that night.
There would be light at the end of this fuckboy tunnel by the end of the week....yeahhhh there would be....but....
Before he got signed out of his school and into the new one near Kenny's apartment, well, that next afternoon he was so pleased with himself. He snapped the latch with his house key at 2:45. He had made it through the schoolday and home without having to give himself to one fucking dick! He felt like a new man...a really fresh and new dude! He'd shower off the schooldirt and teenboy funk and grab him a restful nap....that's whut he'd do.
Approaching his room, he heaved his backpack ahead of him through the door, and when he stepped inside with his his tee shirt pulled over his face and head, he didn't see with that his room had been made into a makeshift TV studio. There were special lightsets and professional equipment from the school audio visual department that streamed on in all their brightness just as Bill's tee went up over his head and eyes....
Sitting in each corner of the room were his first best buds, Jackie, Pat and Wes. He gulped air! The fuckers that turned him out! Who flipped his life upside down....the ones whut started this whole nightmare for him months ago!
Two A-V guys were working the five cameras: CD cam, vidicam, digital video, still digital and computer webcam. Shit there was even a narrator!
Three cunt naked bitches were on his bed, in the sheets with the covers all turned down, fingering their pussies while the cameras did their magic. A narrator was now dubbing an introduction to the recording as taking place at the room of 'Willie and the Hand Jive' where he was to be 'provided with what he has come to need day in and day out in his life of spunkeating, cocksucking, buttfucking teenhood.'
It ended with the line: "There is no sperm, cum, spunk, or spoo that gets shotoff in this town that Bill doesn't want up his ass or in his cocksucking mouth, no matter where it comes from...he just gotta have it man....he just gotta have it.
Bill stood frozed to the floor his tee shirt still hanging on his forearms from when he was stripping it off.
"We're here to give Willie and the Hand Jive what he beats off dreaming about....cock... cock....and more....COCK!!!" said the narrator.
Bill's face went ashen when the camera panned to each of his former best friends who were all of a sudden balls naked flipping their arching pricks at him...beckoning to their suckmaster. Bill cringed.
On the bed, he recognized two of the girls as part of the gang of girls who took him down in their locker room weeks ago, filmed every sex-crazed fucking, cunt-eating moment including his being so ashamedly shaved of his every last cockhair! As he stared mouth hung open at his violated bed, the sluts threw their legs up and spread them, interlocking knees with each other and fingered their pussy petals as Bill's 'best friends' prepared to get laid in Bill's bed...on camera.....but.....
In his trance he didn't even see the naked 'friends' come around him to strip him. Balls naked he was then carried face down like a battering ram to the bed and shoved face-on into Carrie's wide open cunt for tongue service. The dumb bitch squealed in glee and all the girls giggled anticipating their turn, as the sobbing former BMOC teenboy readied a dick-ditch for his tormentors to plow them some fuck-fun for the afternoon.
As the girls giggled and Jack moved in next to the cunt-eating 'buddy' to give Carrie a chance at his handsome teen tool, the others made Billy reach back and spread his own buttcheeks wide for the camera to record his browneye....
Bill sucked pussy, licked cunt....his mind was in total stir-fry....if he could think ahead he'd know he was gonna be eating out what each of his 'friends' pumped up these cumdumps soon enough....
One thing he probably wouldn't have expected was that when Wes and Pat joined their leaderman Jackie, and threw the meat to Sandy and Wendy.....they would want their teendork to get on his back and scootch under their balls and suck pumping cocks and slup up pussy sludge mid-fuck!
He wouldn't have expected to have to do each kid, one after the other, and then do a re-run licking and sucking all their nutsacks to a spit shine.
Neither would he have expected to have do it for the A-V guys and the narrator too. Nor would he have expected to be under each kid as he would pull out and shoot his wad ride down Bill's throat! They made him a human condom! Truly a cumdump!
Further....he had never expected to be put back in service as the six dudes switched cunt and rebanged all the bitches again! Same under the balls routine as the last times, with one change....each kid shot his load up his slut....and Bill was shoved up each one to suck every last drop of spermage his fine-tuned rasping tongue could reach.
Some of the kids were hysterical with what they made the poor fucktool do, and it would be even moreso when they were watching the tape later and reviewed the entire scene all over again.
Bill would never have been expected to be knelt to the floor by the boys in front of the naked cunts he'd just eaten out and made to stick his fingers up their pussies and finger out any remaining boy spooge left there....then eat it!
For the film finale, the three girls fingered up into a squatting Billy in the center of his bed. Cameras were taking in every angle as well as from below. As they frigged poor Willie his body jerked and danced on his toes precariously atop the unstable mattress as he was made to jack his teen pud to a violent cum that came so hard he fell over and the frigger digits kept on pumping....the spazzed fucktool's whole body jolted this way and that as the kid wretched through his wild aftercum, sucking air and gasping for life.
As the nine member fuck production team made its way out of Bill's room, every single one, guys and girls alike, got a good-bye kiss from Bill....yanked back onto the floor on his knees....as they pulled his cumfucked, pussyjuiced face into their cocks and pussies for one final smooch.
From the bottom of the stairs, Bill heard his former buddies yip and yelp, handslap and bellow, "Ha! Fuckin' WILLIE AND THE HAND JIVE............FOREVER!"
......Bam-Balammm!!' the door closed and the house was quiet.
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