Date: Sun, 06 Nov 2005 15:31:12 +0000
From: JW
Subject: Billy, Hell and Hope II

As usual, the boys peeled down to their undershorts, climbed onto their 
sleeping bags (too hot to be in them) and began to talk. Their previous 
talks had been mostly about sports but lately girls had been getting more 
attention. Billy was bursting to tell Hell about his adventure in the 
doctor's off ice the day before and he spilled it out in great detail. The 
boys both had very tented undershorts long before the end of the story.

"So," Billy said, "have you figured out how to shoot jizz yet?" He knew Hell 
had been having the same wet dreams for the past few months because like 
most 13 year olds those were pretty amazing in themselves.

"Well, yeah." said Hell

"How'd you figure it out?" said Billy


"Well, it's sort of embarrasing," said Hell ".and that's why I didn't tell 
you about it."

"Embarassing!" said Billy. "How about my physical exam! Come on, I told you 
mine, you tell me yours!"

"OK, it was three weeks ago and I was running laps after basketball 
practice. You know how Coach makes you run ten laps for every foul you make 
and I'd made four. So I was running and that kid from State, the big Polish 
guy with the unpronouncable name they call"  Pole" who helps the coach out 
now and then was the only guy left in the gym and we was watching me run. 
When I finished, he called me over."

"Hell," said Pole, yoiu run OK but you could be a lot quicker except you run 
stiff. I mean, you've got to be loose to really move quick. If you'd like me 
to show you some stretching exercises, I'm sure you'll be a better 
basketball player. My apartment is only a half mile away and I need the 
exercise, so let"s jog over and I'll show you."

"When we got there. Pole had me lift my legs as high as I could, had me put 
my heels in my crotch and drop my knees out as flat as I could and some othe 
moves."

"Hah, just as I thought, you're tight as a drum. I'm going to get some baby 
oil so I can massage those leg muscles to  soften them up and then I'll show 
you the exercises. You'd better get those shorts off because the oil will 
get all over them. Better get the jock off too, because the oil wrecks the 
elastic. I'm going to get my pants off too so I don't get all oily."

"He started with my lower leg muscles, worked the oil in and I did start to 
feel looser. Then he worked up to mi thigh muscles and it felt wonderful. 
When he got up to what he called 'the adductors' he was rubbing up in my 
crotch and it felt so good I started to get a stiffy. Then I looked over and 
he had a tent in his boxers that stuck out a foot! That did it, and I really 
raised a woodie."

"Hmm, looks like you have another stiff muscle that needs a rubdown." said 
Pole, and he began to gently stroke Hell's cock with his slippery hand. 
"Does that feel as good as I think it does?"

"Billy, you know how good it felt, it was like nothing else in the world. 
Then I got this scary tight feeling in my gut, sort of like a balloon being 
overinflated. It got tighter and tighter, my cock swelled up even more and I 
knew something was going to explode. When it did, this white stuff shot out 
and it felt like I was, er, ah, how should I describe it..."

"Like you were pissing marbles?"

"Yeah. And I kept shooting this stuff out and these crampy feelings were 
grabbing my gut, low down, and I don't know but I think I must have passed 
out for a few seconds. I thought maybe I had died and gone to heaven. When I 
came to, Pole had his boxers off and this monster dick was dripping this 
clear stuff on my belly."

"I showed you how to take care of your stiff muscle," said Pole "how about 
you helping me out with mine?"

"So I did, and man, he shot  a bucket full of stuff all over my belly. His 
cock throbbed like it had a huge pump in it and his balls bounced up and 
down with every squirt like a pair of yoyos. He did then show me the 
stretching exercises and I gotta admit I can run better now."

"Did you do yourself after that, now that you knew how to make yourself 
come?" said Billy.

"You bet. Every chance I get."

"Well, I wasn't ever going to do it to myself after my first cum because I 
felt so weird and floppy and like a wet dishrag afterwards but your telling 
me your story has me all riled up."

"I feel sort of bad, holding out and not telling you, so maybe I can make up 
for it by rubbing that hardon a little?" said  Hell. Billy nodded yes and 
Hell began to gently stroke his friend's cock. "The spot I like best is just 
under the head where it meets the shaft. Let me spread some of your slithery 
stuff around there. He spread precum on Billy's frenulum and swirled it 
around with his finger." Feels even more awsome when you stretch the skin." 
and he pulled Billy's balls back and stretched the skin just enough to make 
every movement of his hand magnified in its effect on Billy's seven incher.

"oh  oh  ooo  oohhhh  Oh shit! AAaaaagghhhh." cried Billy as the first 
volley of boycum shot up his cock. "OH  OH OH OHH O O o o  ooooooo." Billy 
moaned as the


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jizz came pounding up his penis. The feelings were even better than his 
first time because the fear was gone and only the abject pleasure kept 
coming in waves as his orgasm wound down.

When Billy came back to earth, he was looking at Hell's penis. There was a 
silvery drop at the tip with a thin stream of clear fluid dripping down the 
undersurface.  "Thanks, man. I owe you one. That was wonderful. I can see 
now why you  have been doing yourself. Can I taste that stuff coming out of 
your peter?" asked Billy.

Hell nodded and Billy leaned over to lick Hell's member like an icecream 
cone. "Tasty. Sweet but salty. It keeps coming out in a steady  drip."

"Put my cock in hour mouth and see if you can suck it dry." said Hell.

Billy began to suck, and since he had learned about the wonderfully 
erogenous 'g string' under the cockhead, his tongue gave that spot special 
attention. Then he stretched the skin of Hell's penis as Hell had so 
joyously taught him and continued licking and sucking. It only took a minute 
of that when Hell began to writhe and moan.

"Ungghhh, Ah, Ahhhh, ah, ah, ah. ahhhhhhh." moaned Hell as his orgasm 
pounded through his  cock.

So began a two week saga of exploration. On  this occasion, they were 
sitting on
Billy's sleeping bag with their dicktips leaking and rubbing together, piss 
slit to piss slit. Then the door opened and their worst nightmare appeared: 
the leering face of Hope, the neighborhood snitch and general pain in the 
ass. "SHIT!" yelled the boys in unison.

To be continued.

Edward J. White