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. Chapter 4.
Then kids were being lined up in a circle around Billy, to cock-sink his mouth and ass, in a big circle go-round! There were some backward kids who were shy or nervous, but Jerry turned cheerleader and started clapping and ranting, "Ever'body....Cock's out'cher pants....COMEON!!
Course, one of the problems was that half the kids got their nut in their boxers already, and were reluctantly reaching into cum sloppy flys, or were not wanting the half that didn't blow off yet to see them. As pants dropped, cocks at the ready, the close, stuffy room smelled of....CUM! Even the most reluctant, bashful boy animal responds to that! Kids were pushing now to get into one of the two lines.
Le's go dudes! Get 'em out and work 'em up! Le's feed us some mouth and asshole boys, and have us a REAL fun. Ethan, man...you gotchu a hefty one, an' you right there. Step over his head, man, and cock you some face.....goboygo!!!!
Ethan looked down at Bill's upturned face, flushed red, soaked in sweat....and smiled, his pants and boxers around his ankles. Then, as if he just got stuck with a pin, he toed off his sneaks and pants, stepped over Bill's neck and sorta crouched his butt over Bill's upper chest. With three fingers to rockhard peter, he bent it down to Bill's lips, and said, "Lemmee see yer tongue, 'hand jive.'"
Willie and the Hand Jive. Chapter 4.
Ohhhhh. His eyes were so wide...his expression said, 'P-l-e-a-s-e......' and his rasper slipped out over his lip, and sorta cupped some, like a trough. Ethan smiled at the robotics of this scene unfolding in front his cock....
He watched like it was in a dream, the way Billy's tongue curled 'round his dick head and how the pre-cum drool looked puddling ahead of his cock on Bill's tongue. The sensations when Ethan felt the tongue drag across the senstive spot underneath nearly buckled him. Not only was this the first blowjob ever for Ethan, but not another sole had ever even touched his prick before....in his few seconds of experience with any kind of sex not by his own palm, he was knowing already how 'needy' he was gonna be in future for this....and at least to know there was gonna be Billy...every day....
Meantime, Jerry had grabbed Johnny, the boy closest to him to get the 'jive' boy's rammer jammin' underway....grabbing him by both shoulders, he shook him comically, and screamed like the dude on Monday Night Football, "ARE YOU READY FOR SOME FUCK-IN'?"
Even Jerry was caught off guard when the whole basement full of kids erupted like the crazies at the bars on Monday nights, "Yahhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!"
Jerry funned it some more and asked Johnny, "Is yur 'willie' ready fer some Billy?" One look down and he got his answer. John, nodded slowly, bitin' his lip, pumping himself up and ready fer his first sexual adventure....his determination to make this a most memorable event, was mirrored in the intensity worn on that boy face. He bent up close to Billy, who he couldn't see through Ethan's back, but he yelled for Bill to be ready for his 'rammer.' There was a very audible grunt when Johnny ignored the Jerry jizz oozing out of Bill, and just rode in over the slick fuckjelly, while wailin' "Fuck you, BUTT jive! Fuck YOU!"
"Omigod! OMIGOD!" Johnny squealed...howled. He was so taken by the soggy heat of boypussy....he didn't know what to do or say, but, "Fuck you, man! Ohhhh, I can't believe it!" and on and on he muttered and moaned.....this bashful, bigger than average young teener pounded him some mean ass, and with authority.
Up front Ethan, close to getting off himself, started snickering at the sight of Bill's head jerking forward and back with the fierceness of the fuckin' he was takin' while trying to bob his blond brush cut head over Ethan's own fiery meat....at just the point when his 'gun' went off. "Oh man, ohman. Sooooogoooood. I can't uh...fuck...oh...this is....oh ummmm, great."
As if these kids needed any more sex triggers, when almost the entire cock load that shot and oozed from Ethan's dick seemed to bubble over Bill's tongue and above his lips like beaten egg whites, Jesse stepped up from behind Billy's head, and lobbed his peter right into Bill's face hole. Billy was gwalkin' and glulkin' trying to get his mouth cleared and the surging boyprick pressed into the overflow and against Ethan's spent but yet hard pud. Spooge just poured over Billy's cheeks out of both sides of his mouth, into and over his ears down the back of his neck.
Jesse should have closed his eyes so he didn't have to deal with the overload of the images of pumping boycock and droozing spoo puddling under the kid sucker's head.
He just fuckin' lost it, and shoved hard and deep into Billy's overstuffed mouth. "Ohhhhhh!" his whole body trembled with feel and site of own cock rubbing Ethan's inside Billy's face.....his spurts of creamy teenwad shooting over Ethan's cockhead got Ethan to power pumpin' him that boyface all over again, but the first of three boys named 'Jim' pulled Ethan from his straddle of 'handjive'.
Ethan was still hot and hard, and staggering in heat, pulling his prick, as he joined the circle on the other side of Billy to get a turn at some asspussy.
As much as Jesse got off, he had a sense of missing out by not getting himself a good facefuckin' out of 'handjive'. He had to be resigned to his loss, as he was wrenched off of Billy's face, by Artie, who had this biggest of big shit-eatin' grins on his face as he scrambled to ram his cock into 'handjive's' mouth. Then, it would have been funny, if it wasn't so hot, to see Artie and Jim dueling their cockheads inside Billy's mouth.
The camera guys were in a frenzy getting closeup images while taking shots of everything. They were hot and hard and oozing in their pants. The basement room was so hot....so sweaty....heavy with naked boy smells and cums.
Johnny's semi-hard, cum-streaked cock slid from 'handjive' butt, which was immediately filled by a rockhard 7 incher of Kyle's, who was pounding him some bad boy ass from the second he sunk his weapon balls deep to a wailing groan from Billy.
The boys kept humpin', and pumpin' and shootin' and moanin' like the sweaty flesh robots they'd become. After while, nobody really was sure if everybody was getting his fair share of boypussy regardless which end, but one thing was sure. No one got off less than twice and many of the boys got more, whether it was by their own hand, 'handjive's', or that they just blew off in their pants.
In spite of all the action, the elapsed time left much of the afternoon with which to sorry this former 'big man' on campus.
Fucked and sucked out, a few of the kids just had had enough and pulled up their dissheveled selves and made for the great outdoors. Plenty enough stayed on. Jerry was glad now that with every one of 'em having hauled his meat out in front of ever'body else, the wasted time for shamey shit, shys and bashfuls was over, and anything he dreamed up would be easier to execute....and dream up he did.
The kids had all fallen back and away from Billy and the hassock he'd been 'flying' on. Some had their backs against chairs, sitting on the floor...some were just lying out flat on their back or over on the bellies, heads in hands, the rest were slumped into the walls on the floor.
Jerry gave the camera dudes a break and they each moved in to grab their share of 'butt jive'. Them two were so fucking horny they each plowed mouth and ass and were still fuckin' rock hard when they slumped, beat, to the floor pulling Billy down with them. They pulled him over on his belly, and pushed their feet together....these two, Skip and Kenny, besides Jerry, were the only Billy bangers in the room totally naked. An'ways, they put their feet together and into Billy's face, and told him to suck toes. "Blow our toes, faggot, Eat 'em like little toy dicks...all twenty fuckin' toes...git goin'."
Sorry Billy got up on his elbows, and soon was holding a foot from each boy, and foot feeding his mouth with their toes. He really got sloppyhog into it, what with drool oozing out his mouth and down the feet he was eating. The sensations stirred the boys around the room, getting every one one of 'em stiffed up...again!
Jerry was playing cameraman-director now, and was framing this hotboy scene in the viewer, then panned the room catching every boy in the room, sitting up, hard, and 'playing.'
Ken and Skip, they of the toesuck exercise, now spun over and pushed their naked tail smiles together and mooned the ceiling, propped up butt-to-butt. "Gitcher face between our holes boyfuck, and eat 'em both out, dude....GO!"
In a scurry on the sweat and spit-slick floor, Biily was up on his knees, maybe shamed by what he saw he had to do. Both kids had pulled their cheeks wide, and their assholes were real close to each other and quivering in and out like they were winking at Billy.
Skipper yelled, "You better eat some ass right quick, 'buttdive,' er you gonna have a size 9 up your own fuckin' queerhole."
There he was....Billy's whole face disappeared. The whole crowd of boys swooped in to watch up close. "Lose that tongue in there buttwipe....lose it!!" someone screamed...and not long after, Billy's tongue had sunk through both boys' assrings to their immense joy. They were kicking and squirming and giggling out of control....near hysteria from the inner hole sensations foisted on them by Billy's now absolutely wild tongue swirl. The kid was fuckin' into it....fuck-in' into it. A butt-sucking cockhound is borned!
All this...all of it....from getting caught by Jerry's brother Jackie, beatin' his meat in his own bed, so innocent, one day a month ago, after school.
Jerry went into director mode, turning off the camera. Ken and Skip hung Billy's head, face-up off the edge of the hassock after he drove them into a cock-floggin' frenzy with the wild ass-eating, and gave him one last tandem teen creamin, both their cocks shoved deep into the back of that gawling, glukking mouth.'
Wonder if 'hand jive' had any idea where he was anymore?
Jerry pulled the kids out of Billy's face and got them back on the cameras. He pushed Bill down to the floor, and got his elbows up and back so he was executing a backstroke on the floor....looking more like an exhausted fish in the floor of a boat. He choregraphed the remaining boys into a sitting, bareassed circle of young dudes, cocks and balls hanging below their bentup knees encircled by their arms...their were about 11 boys left plus the camera boys. "Now 'ball dive,' your mission...." everybody snickered, "is to backstroke around the circle of studs here, and burrow you into them balls and assholes and eat you some dude. Now get strokin'."
The kids at first all laughed at the site of the backstrokin' sad sack moving around the circle like the spinner of a board game. Then their moods went so intense as they were drawn into the pure erotics of it all....watching each of their friends start quivering, tensing muscles and toes curling, going hard, and either jerkin' his boyshot out over Billy or down his mouth. For the next 20 minutes or less, 11 boys said nary a word. The only sounds, were low grunts, tiny yelps, from the boys, and the ever present and steady, "Slup-slup-swulp-sshlkk," of Billy's sucking young face. Some kids rolled back and pulled Bill's craned-back neck under them, and got that tongue up their holes. Other were more than pleased with a kiss or suck of their balls, and one more chance to get off by their own hand or Bill's mouth. But, get off they did....and after the last dude's prick went off, Jerry swamped Billy with thunderous body slap, and a resounding "FUCK YOU, ASSOLE!" screamed into his face.
Kids were staggering up, pulling up their pants and straightening up. After a bunch of handslaps and promises from Jerry to show the tapes at a party the next week, the kids made their way up the stairs and home. Jerry got all the windows open, some air fresheners out, and fans on. As he started for the stairs, he saw Billy still sprawled naked in the middle of the floor where he blowed and ate out the last of the boy circle.
Jerry stormed over to him and yelled down into his face, "Get up you fuckin' queer, getcher shit and get outta here....FUCKIN' MOVE IT!"
Billy was stumbling and chasing around in his naked self, sweaty, spit and cumslick, grabbing sneakers, socks and other clothes from all around the room, where he found them, and Jerry was screaming like a raging marine D.I., behind him the whole time and was still screaming all the way up the stairs, and when the kid opened the door, Jerry booted his bare ass one last time, sending him sprawling out over the steps and out into the yard.
The door slammed!
Billy lay flat....shocked, naked, his outstreched arms, with hands clenched to his clothes onto his clothes there on the grass, out in the open....alone....
He pulled himself up onto his knees, and then realized where he was, and scrambled over to the bushes in front, and was pulling his pants up to cover his damp and dried cummy butt...he was huc-sobbing to himself...tears were streaming down his cheeks....when 'Thhwakk!' he hit the ground following a smack to the side of his head.
"Hey 'hand jive!' See you up to yur ol' tricks....out in public now, eh?"
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