Date: Fri, 18 Nov 2011 19:47:27 -0800 (PST)
From: Markus Berger <mb_stories@yahoo.com>
Subject: Double Wank - 4

DOUBLE WANK - 4
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Warning: It's for adult readers at legal places only, as it deals with
sexual activities between men and underage boys -- humbly written though
Adult-Youth - b/b, t/b [m/b mentioned]

Double-Wank
by mb_stories 2011

Part 4

Tony's chin dropped, and after a brief painful smile towards me he invited
us all to climb into his VW bug, but wanted me to have a seat next to him
in the front.

I though sensed some, did not want to get my stained shorts wet and then
more starched and pushed the seat forward, climbing in behind then,
followed by Peter und Tom, as my bro also not wanted the fleshy paw of that
'grizzly' working on his visible lump in shorts'-clad crotch during the
ride.

The little blond curly boy slid then towards me, smiling quite unsure as he
wanted to get onto my lap.

I though shook my head NO and pointed with my finger to Tom, upon which
Peter then showed me his tongue again, climbed and sat onto Tom's junk,
murmuring to him to belt me then really hard.

Tom said nothing, but nodded, before asking Tony to drop us at the railway
station instead at home, right he and I had seen our and Peter's mom on a
walk towards the center of our village.

Because of Peter around, Tony tried then throu certain gestures towards me
to come and have a quickie in a cubicle at the men's restroom, but Tom had
seen that and said that we had other, and urgent plans to carry out,
looking me into the eyes, but that he would phone him on Tuesday evening if
Wednesday would be OK like last time.

"Give me the key and the tickets and make sure to stay and wait here," Tom
demanded, after Tony was driving away, then went with Peter inside the
building to the station's desk to get some recompense for not using the
train back, whereas I outside got approached by an older, but a bit like me
delicately built teen in 2nd secondary, a class above, who was asking me
with a broken voice what I was waiting for, licking quite teasingly at an
ice cone he'd just bought at the kiosk.

"Oh, my bro just went to get some cash back since we could hitch-hiking," I
replied, and then smiled at that teen with big brown eyes and who wasn't
much taller then I was ... maybe just the same height as Tom, with a more
defined build though and with dark blond hair, parted in the middle and
longer as mine.

'He's a beauty and acts like he'd know how to suck cock' it went throu my
mind, and of course had seen him many times before on the school compound,
mostly playing a brief soccer party with mates, what made him out of any
reach for real, but not my private thoughts, having several times already
masturbated when picturing him at night ... aside from young little Peter
to dream of ... and mess.

However, with the verbal crunch I just had with little Peter, after I'd
knocked my 'baby fist' onto Tom's head in the circus, I was not that much
hurt to deliberately starting a new flirt â€" and that Alex surely was
worth all of it, because ... well, I was boning up then, rapidly.

"Wanna lick?" he was asking, holding me that cone of strawberry/vanilla ice
cream almost under my nose ... and I didn't hesitate and even wrapped my
lips around to get a mouthful.

"Thanks," I said, bringing my tongue out, swirling it around my lips to get
the reminders, and then smiled at him the best I could and adjusted my thin
tenting banana stiffy upwards to the waistband of my shorts, longer then
necessary, what he of course could not miss.

"You're quite a cutie, Mark ... a hottie in fact! Know that?" he then said
with a faint tremble, before getting a mouthful himself, mimicking my
style.

Now it was ME who had a trembling cracking voice, when replying with a
blushed face:

"Oh ... do you really think ... I am? Not too small and weak?"

"Sure you are a bit, but not everywhere I guess, down there ... uh, where
it matters, more then others your age ... uh, want another lick, I mean
... uh, hihihi ... just from the ice cream ..."

He was right: I was hot -- hot for him, and with a bold gesture I never did
before with boys I was then gentle taking his right hand which was holding
that cone and brought all towards my gaping glistening mouth, and it was as
if time would not exist anymore, as our gazes got locked into each other.

And then, when engulfing that cone in slow motion, I was pushing my bulged
crotch gently to his most upper thigh just were his nuts might have rested
in their pouch with the cock covering it and had the strong idea, as if my
wrecked banana could feel the hardness of Alex' own grown tool there.

"You've got a sweet little hand, Mark, and ... but please don't be upset
..." he trailed off.

"No, whatever it is: I won't ..." I breathed to him, savoring the ice cream
and the maybe faintest scent I assumed it had from his saliva.

"I'd like to feel ... well, you know, your small tender hand, if it would
be wrapped around my ... my ... you know?" he brought out, looking then
down to his cone.  I though got probably an even redder face, what was
always very well seen, being otherwise a pale skinned boy, but then with a
loudly beating heart stuttered:

"You know, I've seen you lots on the school ground and even was picturing
you and me doing ... stuff you know, so I guess I would like it badly to
get a good hold on your ..." I then tiptoed to his ear, whispering: "Big
willy !"

"Really? You're not joking? You would?" he gave hastily back.

I was nodding, gripping his forearm and trying to squeeze it with my
fingers not quite around.

"So do you do it often ... you know, jacking?" he wanted to know.

"Guess yeah -- three, four times a day for sure," I gave back without
getting red again, as it was the truth.

"And ... cum a lot too?"

"Quite some ... surely when thinking about you," I then exaggerated a bit,
but wanted to smear some honey around his mouth.

"Gosh ... uh Mark, do you still have some ... some goo left?"

"Yeah, my nuts are huge you know ... and full of that slimy sticky stuff,
Alex."

"No shit ... uh, sorry, but do you have some time now?" the 14-year-old was
asking, swallowing drily afterwards.

"Where?" was all I just had to know.

"Uh ... we could go into the men's room behind the station, and maybe later
again at my house, if ... uh, what time you have to be home?"

"NOW! Hi Alex !" that very moment Tom said, as whether Alex nor I had seen
him approaching and thus he could overhear at least the rest what Alex had
said, then was exchanging high five with him, as I knew they both joined
the local soccer club and often gamed on the school ground too.

"Oh, too bad Tom, I really had liked to know your bro a bit better,
honestly!" Alex then quite determined said.

"You'd liked? Come-on," Tom then gave back, "I've thought I know you better
after you'd fingered the slutty 9 years old neighbor girl in your garage!
Why to change that now? Look, he's just a wimp, or then ... hey, but you
don't want to tell me, that you ..."

Alex got a bit red then, pulling Tom on his polo shirt a bit away from me
and Peter and was whispering into my bro's ear ... with Tom then whispering
back, and again Alex, then another time Tom, who then finally looked at me,
shrugged and then came over, saying:

"OK, your belting is cancelled, just thanks to my good friend Alex
there. You might go with him now and please him, but he'd promised to
execute the verdict that was handed down to you. Well, at least he has then
to punish you in a way I could agree, and make sure you're back around 9 pm
-- I'll tell mom that you've been invited by Alex and his parents for
dinner ..."

That incredible generosity, which I really didn't expect from my brother,
provoked another bold move, when I was gripping Tom's head with my palms
and quickly planted a kiss onto his mouth, what took him by total surprise
too.

He just looked with his sparkling hazel eyes at me and didn't react angrily
as feared, but then even smirked faintly, before taking the also stunned
Peter at his little hand and walked him away the road towards our home.

"He's also a gorgeous kid, but is more a dream for girls at his class I
guess," Alex stated, when joining me again, then was putting his left arm
around my small shoulders and was feeding me the rest of the ice cone,
before pulling me gently with him towards the restroom for men.

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END OF PART 4
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