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. Zach Gets to Serve.
Let's see, when last we were together Shane had asked Casey to bring his toy boy over: Zach opened the door, and as he turned into the room after closing it, an electric charge went through his body like lightning......with a face frozen in fear, his head snapped first to Shane...and then to Casey....then back, like the crowd at a tennis match. He dropped to his butt, pulled off his sneakers, socks, shirt, then flopped over onto his back to pull his pants and shorts off. He got back up and onto his knees, crossed his bare feet, and clasped his hands behind him, tongue out, head down.......my God, both his masters in one room....his heart was pounding, his head was spinning........
"What the fuck are YOU doin' here??" Shane yelled at the poor kid.
Casey's head whipped to Shane. His brother knew Zach! What the fuck? He was almost speechless...and fuckin' Zach couldn't say a thing if he tried, trembling, naked on his knees, before two masters.
Gulping, and then gulping again, Casey found his voice, and said, "Sir, this is the boy I been fuckin' with....you know...that you overheard me with last week.....he's 'suckboy' Zach.
Shane, sat up with a big fucking, lecherous grin across his big boy face, and said, "Yeah, I know. I know 'suckboy' Zach......REAL well, don't I SUCKBOY!"
Quivering, Zach said, "Y-y-y-y-esssir! You know!" Fuck yes, he knew him!!! Chapter 6. He's a 'Fuckboy', now! The sun, still bright, shone off the sweat, beading all over Zach's body, within 3 minutes of his assuming 'suckboy' position. He might not have ever been this scared in his 14 years.
Yet his fear was balanced by his confusion. There was Shane, propped so regally on the bed, still completely dressed, leering at him. Yes, Shane, who beyond any question of doubt, 'owned' Zach, lock, stock and cock!
But there was Casey, who fuckin' owned him, too. But he was in 'suckboy', too... and, also.......naked.
If nothing else, one thing was sure, Zach held no rank in this room! And that he knew. He was surely bringing up the rear in this trio. The poor kid's mind was racing, with no direction.....no meaning ...... just spinning. What is this? he worried, the sweat literally pouring off him now; off the tip of his nose, and eyebrows, burning his eyes; from his underarms, down his sides; and, down his trim chest to his pubes. His hands, clasped behind him, were sopping wet.
Shane clapped his hands once, thunderously, shocking both kids, who jumped through their skin. "Well, Suckboy, so you been faggin' with my little brother, eh?" Shane blurted loudly, into the dead quiet of the room.
Uncertain how to answer, Zach's mouth momentarily opened, as he looked up into Shane's face, then closed, without a response.
"There's no faggin', sir," Casey blurted out. Fuckin' clear out of the blue, Shane grabbed the corner of one his pillows from behind, and with amazing force, whipped that sucker into Casey's face, so shockingly hard, and fast, that Casey went right the fuck over, on his head, into the floor.
"Uhlllppp!" Zach gasped.
"Let that be a lesson, asshole," Shane directed to Zach, "no one answers but the one I want answers from. Got it?!"
Zach nearly shook his head off his neck, so energetically did he respond.
Shane pointed his finger at Zach, and Zach yelled, "I'm your suckboy, sir."
"Good boy, by damn. Goo-u-u-ood, boy! Looks like you're further along than fuckboy, there, over on the floor, eh?" Shane commended Zach, to the absolute disgrace of Casey lying there on the floor, with his own serf boy in the room.
"Okay, suckboy....give brother Shane the facks. I want to know about you and fuckboy's faggin' around. What you do, when you do it, and where you do it."
"Um uh eum uh, sir, uh, I suck Casey. I sucked him at the party Saturday.....and Sunday, uh...uem, in the garage, downstairs, and in the locker room toilet. And I have to get in 'suckboy' position when we're out of sight, and naked if we're all alone."
"When'd you fuckers start this!" demanded Shane.
'Sunday morning, sir, well, er uh, Saturday night, and....,"Zach answered.
"Ho-leee! Casey put you in 'suckboy', before I posted him." Shane sprawled across the bed, and smacked Casey hard, across the ass, saying, "By damn if we aren't both outta the same mold, you little fucker."
Casey gave up a very slim, scared smile, and nodded, rubbing his burning butt cheek. "Well, let's finish this then," Shane said, as he turned back to Zach. "So, you suck each other, then, right? You, like, kiss, and tongue, and, you know.......fag each other, right? Rub your dicks in each other's cracks?"
Shane was wild eyed, when he saw Zach shake his head, 'No'.
"Noooooo?" Shane asked
Still shaking his head, Zach said, "No, sir!"
"Well, what then? Shane said.
"Sir, I suck Casey, anytime he wants me. I swallow his cum. He does nothing with me. Or to me. Or for me."
"Casey, you are your brother's brother. You do me proud once again. Once again, you do me right proud, boy," Shane literally bubbled in his excitement that his little brother was as wicked a fuck as he was, himself. Well, I want a fuckin' 'Suckboy-Fuckboy' show, then, Fuckboy. As Shane threw himself on his belly, facing the floor at the foot of the bed, he propped himself on elbows, and said, "Put your suckboy through his paces, right here, you little shit. Right here, godammit!" Shane was pointing to the floor in front of him at the foot of his bed.
Casey, jumped up to his feet, just fuck-in' beaming. He pointed to the floor, and yelled "Suckboy!"
With that, Zach started to knee-waddle, fell over, crawled, and grappled his way to the spot Casey pointed to; hands reclasped and bare feet crossed behind him, head down, tongue out.
Yukkin' and clapping, while still resting on his elbows, Shane looked like a fuckin' seal flapping its flippers. He was so happy seeing himself in miniature. He was beside himself in glee. He seemed to pass from master to 16 year old kid in the blink of an eye.
Casey placed his cock on Zach's tongue and rubbed it, and rubbed it, back and forth across the boy's rough rasper...and over, and over, and, and oh god, he grabbed the kid's head and shoved into his throat. "Erumph! Phhukkk! Unghch! Gulluckgg!' Then with 3 forceful butt flexes, Casey yanked his cock from Zach's still sucking mouth, with a powerful, 'SMACK!' 'POP!' Staggering back, not quite recovered from his violent cum, he reached for Zach's hair, and held on to it for balance. Finally, righting himself, he rapped the poor kid's sucked out, fucked out mouth, with his still hard 5 incher, 3....4.....5 times, splattering, still oozing dog-water from his dick, all over Zach's face. "Tell me how much you love suckin' my cock, suckboy!! TELL ME, YOU MOTHERFUCKER!!"
"I LOVE TO SUCK YOUR COCK, SIR! I LOVE TO SUCK YOUR COCK, SIR!"
"Excellent, young man, excellent, I say," Shane praised Casey, and Casey just beamed, so proud of himself before his brother, hmmmm, and master.
"All right, Casey, I want you to know that I couldn't be more pleased, but Suckboy, here and I have some private business, and I will ask you to leave for now, but stay in your room, 'cause you'll be back in play very shortly. Oh, and you can cover yourself, take Suckboy's shorts there, and you can walk to your room. I'll buzz the phone intercom."
Disappointed, but hopeful, Casey picked up Zach's shorts, pulled them up and left....slowly...... closing the door behind.....hating not being able to stay.....what a come down! To force his slave to take his load one minute, and summarily dismissed the next, was almost too much to bear. Tears were actually welling up in his eyes as he padded, barefoot, down the hall to his room, throwing himself on his bed. The whole bed shook, from his heaving, convulsing body, wracked with his violent, uncontrollable sobbing.
Totally unknowing, and definitely, uncaring, Shane prepared himself mentally to be entertained by his surprise visitation from his very own Suckboy, Zach. Shane got to his feet, locked the door, and stood before Zach. "Undress me, Suckboy, till I'm completely naked for you." As Zach reached for his pants button, Shane smacked his hand away. "Fuckin' dumbshit! I'm not finished with your orders yet."
"Yes, sir," Zach said, head down.
"Ok, now when you remove something that bares any skin, lick the part you bared, then kiss it, then go to the next thing. Okay. Strip me."
As he dropped Shane's pants, he licked his left thigh, and kissed it. With his shirt, Zach licked and kissed Shane's belly button. With his sneaks and socks, he licked his master's right toes, and kissed the middle toe. Finally, removing Shane's boxers, he licked Shane's 7 incher, and kissed it right on top. Then he sat up, and back into suckboy.
"Kiss the tip of my prick, you prick! Then whip your tongue around it and make me hard, kiss it again, and go back into suckboy, Shane ordered him.
Zach did it all for Shane, who started to lose his balance, when Zach finally pulled off him. With that, Shane turned and got back on the bed, and propped himself, sitting, against his pillows. Spreading his legs out wide, knees at squared-off, at 90 degree angles, feet bottoms up, calling out, "Face me, asshole."
Zach, turned on his knees, till he could look up from the foot of the bed, over Shane's naked balls, and dick, to his face.
"Now you listen carefully, Suckboy, I'm only telling you once."
Zach nodded in obedience.
"I want you on the floor, on your back, head against the bed, feet toward the door. Then, I want you to back-fuckin'-stroke your worthless ass up the bottom of the bed, onto the bed, and get your suckboy face right square under my balls. You can use the bottoms of your feet to push and your elbows, crooked, like this," Shane did a kind of chicken wing flappin' motion to show the crooked elbows. "Anyways, use your elbows to pull. Ok, let's get to it....and remember, faster is always.......better."
It was sort of funny, Shane cracked a wide smile, as Zach, who turned to get on his back, flopped on his ass, and out of Shane's vision, all that could be heard was the poor scared little shit, fumbling and falling all over himself. But, we can see. Zach caught his feet under the foot of the bed, fell on his face. Went to pull out and smacked his head into the footboard. Well, finally, and totally out of breath from fear, mostly, and exasperation some, Zach was on his butt, propped on his elbows, feet down, knees up.
Grunting, and carpet burning his elbows and butt cheeks, Zach started to work his sorry body up the bottom of the bed. He surprisingly, made quick work of getting up onto the bed, arching his back over the edge, and was actually praising himself under his breath, " Umph! Good. Uh! Yeah, got it! Ooum. Uh. Ahhh!" And he was there, present, at the bottom of the bed....his head about 2 feet from Shane's balls. Resting just a few seconds, while sort of moving his elbows in place, he started the backward crawl to Balls Zero. In about 5 good pulls, Zach's head was hard against Shane's nuts.
Shane raised his butt up, and Zach knew. He pushed his forehead under Shane's nutsack, and stopped. As Shane lowered his butt, Zach's head bent backward, arching the boy's neck awkwardly up, with such a strain on his spine, that Zach had to arch his back up to relieve the strain at his neck. Shane's balls hung over the kid's eyes and nose.
Shane's semi-hard boy-pleaser, at the ready, he smacked Zach over his face and nose with it, at varying tempos, and power, for 5 full minutes!
Zach was crazed! It must have been like Chinese water torture. Shane then rubbed the boy's face, and talked comfortingly to him, and said, "Shhhhhh, it's ok baby, your doing so well, right?"
Calming some, Zach nodded, and then Shane smacked his face 10 quick, hard strokes! The kid lost it! The wailing and balling was uncontrollable. Shane yanked at the boy's chin, raised partly to one knee, and rammed his cock into his throat. Instant quiet. The kid's whole body started to buck without air....feet kickin' everywhere, hands flailing and punching the air......Shane fuck-fed the boy once, twice, three times.....then yanked it out, and the kid sucked for breath and gagged and choked, grabbing onto his neck, and finally lay limp.
Shane squeezed his mouth open into a big "O", and smacked the lips with his dick, and sat back against the pillows, reaching to the phone, he punched '4' and the intercom button, for Casey's room.
Casey jumped up when he heard the signal, and charged out the door to Shane's, tears dried on his cheeks, but still sweaty and damp from his hysterical sobbing earlier. In 10 seconds flat, Casey was naked, in 'fuckboy', at the side of the Shane's bed.
Shane just shook his head and smiled at his little brother's confused, and needless obedience.
"Lemme see, Case, was that you last night, who got his first ever pussy....his first ever boy pussy?" Shane teased.
"Uh, y-y-yessir," Casey timidly answered.
Shane reached down between Zach's legs, and pulling the kid's balls, bringing the boy up in the air voluntarily. "Well, this looks like your second, boy!"
Casey was so excited, his crossed feet tripped him and he fell down on his face.
Shane said, "That face-plantin' seems to be happenin' a lot to you, shitears. Let's get you up here onto Suckboy's little playground, and see how we're gonna work this." Shane patted the spot at the head of the bed, right next to him, for Casey to sit. Casey scrambled up on the bed to the spot Shane designated for him.
As he talked to Casey, Shane slipped the fingers of his left hand into Zach's mouth. And while Zach licked them, sucking and drooling, the details of his degradation were a droning hum in the background....he actually heard nothing. In the presence of his masters, he had no mind at all.
Shane eased Zach out from having his head sat on, and told Casey to get a bath towel for him. Quickly folded into a swimmer roll, he slipped it under Zach's shoulders and neck so the boy's head was bent back to Shane's crotch, and as he looked up still with his mouth full of fingers and spit, Shane smiled at him, as pursed his lips into a kiss for the boy, who smiled up at him, like an idiot.
"Casey, let's do some pussy slickin'," Shane said. Casey's heart was pounding a mile a minute, in throbbing excitement. Shane continued, "Get down there between Suckboy's leg's, and put another rolled up towel under our little play area. Casey flew off the bed to the bathroom and was back, rolling up another bath towel in no time. Swoosh! He dove for Zach's crotch, and lifted his butt, exposing their play area, and set the towel roll under his ass. Looking up at his big brother for orders, Shane pulled his hand out off Zach's spit soppy mouth, and took the fingers of the boy's own left hand and stuck 'em in his mouth. "Slobber them fingers up, pussy!"
That done, Shane, pulled the boy's hand from the kid's own mouth, and held it out to Casey. "Casey, take his spitty fingers, and rub 'em on his pussy, then start workin' 'em, one at a time, into his hole."
Wheww!! Who said Zach didn't even hear what they were saying? That shocked him into reality. He jumped so fast, Shane almost lost him. Not to worry. Shane's big legs swung over and down, one across Zach's chest, the other across his legs. As the boy stilled, Casey took the spitty fingers, and got to work, doing some wholesale pussy slickin'. Casey, of course, started spitting all over the boy's ass as needed. The boy's own spit, turned out to be merely symbolic, as it dried up too fast.
At last, those pussy lips started to flutter, and it was definitely 'show time!' Casey took Zach's left index finger, and inched it to the kid's pussy valve. Zach stiffened, and tried to pull his hand away, curling his finger back, too. Casey, furious, jumped up right on top of his chest, and yelled into his face, "You fuckin' bastard, those fingers are going up your twat when I say, or I'm breakin' them fuckin' off! Say, 'I GOT IT, SIR!' "
"AHHIIEEIIIOWW, OHHHHH, UHH, I GOT IT, SIR!"
As Casey resettled at Zach's butt, he mumbled, grabbing the boy's hand, "You betchur sweet fuckin' ass you got it. Goddam sonovabitch!" Zach was totally a'tremble now....so badly, his feet wouldn't even stay on the bed...just sort of quivering, fluttering just off the spread. Shane was pleased.
Casey yanked the index finger, sucked up a gob of spit, fired it at the kid's hole, then worked the finger around the boy's pussy lips till he started to push in, and in, then ahhhh, and.....through....that sucker!
"Oowwwwlllllll! Erlerghhh!" screamed Zach. The poor kid didn't know what was going to happen to him.....or would it ever end.....his fears were mounting, feverishly. Even through the blowjobs in the truck earlier that week, and the beach suck-around, before that, he just sort of, felt like he was doing what he was doing. Here, he felt like nothing was in his control. But really, the beach deal was set up when they got him drunk.
Anyway, Casey was at his pussyhole now, and diligently worming Zach's own forefinger into his hole, now, up to the second knuckle. More spit, the middle finger. "Ohhhhhhh, noooo, please," Zach begged, as he started pounding his feet up and down on the bed, and on Casey's back, as his little boyhole burned with his second finger stretching his buttlips, ever wider.
Casey (I think the little fucker was in love with that boyhole), spit a big gob, again, and oh, my, slowly, very gently, pulled Zach's fingers out to the nails then added the third finger, and drove them all in, slowly, smoothly, but relentlessly, and as the 2d knuckles passed the kid's butt lips, he screamed so loud, he stunned Shane, who covered his mouth quickly with his hand.
Speaking of Shane, he was elated. Casey was his fucking mirror image. He was getting all the pleasure of putting Zach through his paces without having to lift a finger. However, he did have to lift his dick. He looked down at Zach's sweaty face, and spit-gooey mouth, and rapped his semi-hard cock on Zach's lips, 'Pook! Pock! Pook!' Oh, that beautiful, fucked up kid! His boy tongue came slithering out of his mouth in search of master meat! And boy, did he get it! Shane shoved that pleasure pole right to Zach's throat....do not pass Go! Do not collect $200. Right to his throat! Zach was familiar with handling Shane, given the throat drilling he took in the truck, morning before last. "Swallow, boy. Fuckin', swallow!
Zach obediently swallowed.......Shane's cock sunk into the boy's passage......and as he swallowed again, and again....Shane got dizzy, in genuine bliss.
Meanwhile, down at the pucker, Zach's own 3 fingers, of his left hand, were up his chute to the 3d knuckles, and Casey was whirling Zach's hand 'round left, then 'round right, fast, and fast, and faster, and Zach's feet were off the bed like they were in suspension, in reaction to the gut-wrenching pain he was enduring, and the occasional graze of his fingers over his joy buzzer. His head was spinning, mouth droolin', nose sucking what little air it could snare, what with his throat stuffed with 7 inches of Shane.
Casey's tongue was turned up, and out the corner of his mouth, as he rose up on his knees, and turned Zach's fingers to curl upward, inside the kid's hole, then, slipping his own fingers under Zach's, actually pulled the boy's whole body up, by his cunt.
Zach let out a sorrowful groan, from the strain against his already, so obscenely stretched ass lips. With his other hand, Casey was wildly pumping his dick into steely hardness, preparing for boy entry.
With almost no fanfare, Casey slid his fingers out of Zach, and pumped his cock all the way up Zach's hole to his balls......riding all the way, over Zach's own fingers....still planted in his own ass. One of the most unique feelings, was that of Casey's balls being cupped inside the palm of Zach's hand, as reached bottom.
"Ohhllllll! Alhlloooooeeee! Hooo! Ungh! Fuck-innnnn' beee-u-tee-fullllll!" Casey yowled! "Wiggle yur fuckin' fingers on the bottom of my dick, Suckboy.....fuckin' DO IT!" he screamed at Zach, firing up into full, boy rut, as Zach insanely followed orders.
Shane's fiendish smile covered his whole wicked face. He was fascinated with the evilness of his little brother......which was clearly coupled with overwhelming glee.
Little over an hour since Zach left school, here he was, splayed open, naked, in full service to his 2 boy brother-masters, who were both deeply imbedded in his body.
Casey began frenzied fuck-pumpin', and after all the hornin' buildup, culminating in his finally slamming his cock up into Zach....he just had to cum....and cum fast....and Omigod! Ohh! Aiiiiiiieoh! Owwwwwwllllooo! Fuck you! Fuck--uh--ungh--you! FUCK YOUUUUUUU!" Casey raged, as he slammed one last time into Zach's pussy, and held, shooting boywad after boywad, up that glory hole, he had so carefully readied for its first cock!
As Casey, eased back on his heels, and sighed, he had a most satisfied, determined, almost manly, smile on his face, as he looked up at Shane's beaming face. Casey, cocked his head, and got a questioning look on his face, as he saw Shane begin to show some of a grimace build on his own face.
Then Casey smiled wide, and as he smacked both Zach's legs, which were kicking up next to him, on both sides, he grabbed his ankles, pushed back bending his knees back to his chest, and out wide, so he could rub the bottoms of his feet together, back and forth against each other, as his big brother executed the final cock pump down Zach's cum-gurgling throat. Through Zach's entire first boy fuck, Shane had let the boy fill up with pre-cum, while he kept his massive plunger right on the edge, through the whole orgasmic scene Casey orchestrated.
Wordlessly, Shane shot his boy load into Zach's stomach, while he rubbed the kid's Adam's apple and throat. It made him feel like he was jerking off the kid's throat. The image just fascinated him.
Zach gagged, and choked, as the teen's big meat exited his throat. His tongue looked to wet the insides of his worn and dried mouth and lips. Casey liked watching the kid suck his mouth after cock came out of it.....it just gave Casey an erotic thrill.
Shane, had just started to get up and change positions, when Casey, with a big, wide grin across his face, slid into motion, and in 5 seconds was poundin' the livin' shit out of Zach's poor ass again! Shane just sat back and smiled, laying his hands on Zach's chest, giving the kid's nips an occasional titillation. Zach bent his head back, looked up at Shane, who pursed his lips into another kiss for his suckboy.......and as Zach kept his blank stare right on Shane's face, he watched Shane work his tongue around inside his mouth, then ooze a wad of boy spit to his lips. As Shane leaned over Zach's mouth, that poor fucking kid, bent his head back, opened his mouth, and took Shane's spit-wad right on his tongue, closed his mouth, swi shed his tongue....swallowed.........and smiled at his master!
Casey, went crazy when he saw this subtle mastery executed, and pounded like a jackhammer. The foot-bottom rub had continued through the entire spit-wad episode. Oooh! The sensations caused by friction-heating of feet bottoms with each other were phenomenal...so much so, that Zach's hand went absently to his cock, and he started to pull himself off.
Unceremoniously, Shane pulled up on Zach's arm, and when Zach looked back up at him, Shane was just shaking his head. "When'd you cum last, Suckboy?"
Zach searched his memory, and looked back up at Shane, saying, "Uh, sir, um, the rubber, sir.....the morning when we.....in the truck."
"Very good, Suckboy. Get this now. No beatin' off. No cummin'.....without getting permission from me."
Zach's expression turned pained, and his brow furrowed.
Shane put his finger to his lips, and said, "Not unless you get permission, and don't doubt that I'll know if you fun me on this, cocksucker!"
Zach's expression went, boy-excited, and he energetically nodded agreement with his orders.
Casey, was now crossing Zach's knees, and pushing his feet back up over Zach's shoulders. Shane then took Zach's hands and meshed each finger between the boy's toes, then closed his hands viselike, down on the boy's toes and fingers as if to seal the mesh. With that, Casey pushed, and pushed Zach's butt up higher and higher. Zach went all the way up on, onto his shoulders and neck. His back was nearly straight up, his mouth into Shane's balls, which he, holy shit!.....which he just stuck his tongue out and licked! Casey, of course, was coming up onto his toes and remained completely rooted still, as he leaned over and forward. He reached for Shane's shoulders, pulling hard on them for leverage, and fucked that boy first, straight down from above him. Then, in a fit of wild erotic genius, Casey turned a quarter-turn in Zach, and with a foot under Zach's right shoulder, his right foot behind the kid's back, he did a squat-standing, straddling, boy fuck. This even extended his time to cum, since this position bent his rod backward. Thighs strained, he eased back behind the boy, and fucked Zach down into the mattress. Casey bounce-fucked Zach breathless, and shot his entire joy load down Zach's gripping, glove-like, pussy. Zach felt the pulsing, pumping boy dick, as it filled him with Casey jizz.
Casey literally fell out of Zach, and under his butt onto the bed, exhausted.
Zach had been fucked! Zach had fucked!
As Casey lay motionless, behind Zach's oozing butt, he felt some movement above him. Looking up, he watched as Zach's body was turned all the way around, such that Zach's head was pressed against Casey's belly. Casey turned around and sat up. There, with Zach's fingers and toes still meshed over his head, Shane was rising up on his knees, and leaning forward. Toy lech, Casey, looked down between Zach's crossed legs and ankles, into his cute, sweat, tears, and cum-streaked face, at his disheveled hair, while working up a wad of spit in his mouth. He oozed it to his lips, and that poor fucking Zach, just opened his mouth for it, just like he did for Shane! Poor fuckin' kid was totally wiped. There he lay, a ragdoll of a boy, mouth wide open anticipating his young master's spit. As Casey lowered his face to right between the kid's ankles, he hauled up that wad, and spit the whole mess all over Zach's face, as well as into his mouth! Casey, that little fuck! That was end of daylight, for a while, for young Zach, such as it was, sobbing, soaked in spit. Now Casey stepped up, and over him, and squatted right on his crossed legs, using 'em like a toilet seat, and eased down, till he felt Zach's nose touch his pucker. "Ahhhhhhh, give me nose, fucker!" Casey, rubbed his asshole forward, and back, over the kid's nose and face, and then lifting himself just a bit, pushing down on Zach's ankles, he said, "Work that tongue boy! Tongue my boy hole! Get it up in there and clean my hole, and fuckin' hum while you do it!" Casey waited a moment, then started to get impatient, and was just about to wail Zach, when out from under his bubble butt, came a "Hmmmmumum, uh-hummm, and on and on.....and Casey's hand came back down to Zach's ankle, and he smiled up at Shane, and then busted up laughin' when he saw Shane so hysterical, he was shaking, and tears ran down his face. Shane laughed so hard, he broke a sweat. Wow! Was Casey happy, now!
Well, at last, recovered, a big, lecherous, shit-eating grin now covering Shane's face, he rubbed his dickhead through Casey's oozing boygoo on Zach's pussy, and said, "You know, "Suckboy" just don't fit you no more, Suckboy. Uh-uh. Let's see if you get it, boy. So ..... what are you, boy, if you ain't a SUCKboy, anymore, what are you?!?"" Shane yelled between Casey's legs at the butt-sucking slave.
In spite of the situation, his being under Casey's butt and all, eating boyhole, and still humming, his mind went wildly alert, and he shouted, "Ahm phyur FUCKbouy thir!"
Shane yelled, "Y-e-e-e-ssss! That you fuck-in' are! You are my new FUCKBOY! UNNGHUHH!," Shane grunted, bucking forward, and Zach screamed, "Aiiiiiieeeeeeoohhhhhh, noooooooo, pleeeeeeeease?"
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