Date: Wed, 25 Nov 2009 22:03:06 -0600
From: OK OKC <outeqokc@gmail.com>
Subject: Joe Blow

Warning: This story contains profanity, homosexual activities, and
disturbing behavior.  This is the sole creation of the writer.  Feel free
to contact me at the above Email.

Joe Blow

     One summer, when I was a teenager, I was camping with a church group.
The group was similar to the Boy Scouts.

     I had recently hit puberty, but I was still a bony kid with an
innocent baby face and pale, smooth skin.  I was also still shy and timid.

     Joseph, or Joe as most called him, was one of our youth leaders, along
with his dad.  He was seventeen, and everyone liked him.  He had dark brown
hair with blond highlights.  His eyes were wide-apart, blue, and had a
slight glare in them.  His lips formed a permanent pout and an impish
smile.  He had wide cheekbones but thin cheeks, and his ears stuck out a
bit.  His body was thin but doughy in places.

     That day we hiked deep into the woods and settled near a river.  Once
there, we rested for an hour and then set up camp.  Afterwards, we spent
the day playing games and exploring our surroundings.  I mostly kept to
myself or hung out with a kid named Erwin.  Erwin was a teacher's son and
was a big geek.  He had freckles, a pudgy stomach, and thin, straight hair
that stuck out of his baseball cap.  He usually wore cheap, goofy shorts
and button-ups.  He had a habit of telling tall tales and bad jokes.

     At night, we changed sleeping arrangements.  My tent mate wanted to
stay with a newfound buddy and his tent mate.  Joe found out and said he'd
stay with me, since he didn't want to share a tent with his dad.  I was
excited because Joe had always been nice to me, and, deep down inside, I
thought he was cute.

     Joe entered my tent with a sleeping bag, pillow, and a trash bag of
clothes and toiletries.  I was in my sleeping bag and was wearing gray gym
shorts, a plain white t-shirt, and white Fruit of the Loom briefs.

     He took off his shirt, shoes, and socks.  He began wiping himself with
handy wipes.  I kept glancing at him and was getting a little excited.  He
then pulled off his shorts.  He was wearing loose, burgundy boxer briefs.
He opened his legs and wiped between them.  He looked over and saw me
trying to peek into his briefs.  He smirked.

     When he finished, he lied on top of his sleeping bag and began to
listen to music from headphones.  We both soon fell asleep.

     In the middle of the night, I awakened, burning up.  I got out of my
sleeping bag and went back to sleep.

     Later that night, I was in the middle of a restless sleep.  Suddenly,
I felt something wet and warm, and I thought I was pissing.  I woke up.  I
glanced down and saw the back of Joe's head.  He was sucking the end of my
dick.  I tried to jerk away, but he pulled me back.  I reached for my dick
and felt his mouth on it.  "Relax, buddy," he whispered.

     I laid frozen stiff.  My heart was racing, and my stomach was turning.
I kept seeing blue spots and lines, and I felt like I was on fire.  My
temples were throbbing.

     He pulled my briefs and shorts down, until they came off one foot.  He
started sucking me again.  This time, he took my dick all the way down, and
he gripped my balls.  I could feel his tongue gliding against my dick.  He
slid his hand down between my legs.  "Relax, I'm not going to hurt you," he
assured me.  His voice sounded distant.

     I tried to relax.  He slipped his fingers between my buttocks.  He
grabbed one leg and pushed it out, and started rubbing my hole.  He bobbed
quicker and rubbed harder.  I could feel my semen going into my dick, and I
tightened up.  "Wait," gasped.

     My semen kept creeping up; it was excruciating.  Then, I let it
explode in his mouth.  It felt like a burst of ecstasy, spreading from my
dick and throughout my body.  My body jerked a couple of times.

     He waited a few seconds and pulled away.  I jerked one last time, but
this time in pain.  He sat up and swallowed my semen.  I could see that he
was hard inside his briefs.  He put on his flip flops and rushed out.  I
lied there half naked, shocked, and sweating.  A couple of minutes later, I
put on my briefs.

     Five minutes later, he entered.  He turned on a flashlight.  He
noticed a wet spot on the front of my briefs.  "Let's clean you up," he
said.

     He took off my clothes.  He grabbed the handy wipes and turned off the
light.  He wiped my groin, legs, and stomach.

     He started to kiss my stomach.  He worked his way down to my crotch
and then up to my hard dick.  He wrapped his arms around my legs and began
to gently lick my dick.  He was licking the underside of my dick-head when
I suddenly ejaculated.  He licked the semen off my stomach, waited a few
seconds, grabbed my dick, and licked up a dribbling drop of semen off my
shaft.  He then lied his cheek down on my dick for a few seconds.  "I only
did this because I like you.  You know that, right?" he whispered.

     "Yeah," I mumbled.

     He sat up, found me a pair of clean briefs, and put them on me.

     He kissed my stomach one last time.  "Good night, buddy," he said.

     He lied on his sleeping bag, rolled over, and went back to sleep.

* * *

     It was the next day.  I hadn't said much to Joe, but he was being
overly nice to me.  He kept squeezing my shoulders, trying to wrestle,
calling me "buddy", and asking if I was okay.  I nodded `yes' each time,
but I was really feeling weird and embarrassed.

     In the afternoon, Erwin and I broke off from everyone else.  Half of
them were playing football and the other half were preparing to hike.

     We were a few yards away when we heard a voice.  We turned around.  It
was Joe.  I was annoyed to see him.  He came up to us and put his arms
around us.  "Where we going?" Joe asked.

     "Probably just up the river," Erwin answered.

     We continued walking.

     An hour later, we stopped to rest.  We took off our shoes and put our
feet in the water.  I soon put mine back on and rose.  "I have to pee," I
said.

     I wandered for about two minutes in the woods.  I finally found a spot
behind some trees, and I pissed.

     As I was pulling up my shorts afterwards, I felt a hand on my back.  I
turned around.  It was Joe.  He knelt abruptly.  "Wait," I said.

     "It's okay, buddy.  I'll make it fast," Joe replied.

     "What happens if someone comes?"

     "They won't."

     He pulled down my shorts and started sucking, while staring up at me.
My butterflies returned, but I was more relaxed this time.  I immediately
got hard in his mouth.  He kept one hand on my dick and reached around with
the other.  He dug his fingers into my butt and started rubbing my hole
with his middle one.  I was close to ejaculating.

     I looked up.  Erwin was standing there, watching.  I jolted away and
yanked up my shorts.  Joe glanced back.  "Its okay, it's okay," Joe said to
me.

     He pulled my shorts back down and continued sucking.  Erwin was
staring.  He looked stunned but fascinated.  Joe sucked a while longer.
Erwin crept forward.  Joe shifted his body, so Erwin could get a better
view.  Joe looked up at Erwin with my dick still in his mouth.  He pulled
away, so Erwin could see my whole dick.  Erwin couldn't take his eyes off
it.

     Joe put my dick back in his mouth.  He then grabbed my butt and pulled
me forward until my dick was all the way in his mouth.  He kept me there
for a second and then pushed me back.  He pulled away again and looked back
at Erwin.  "You can touch it," Joe said.

     "I don't know," Erwin mumbled.

     Joe continued sucking.  Erwin came and stood by us.  Joe pulled his
mouth away and looked at Erwin.  Erwin touched my dick.  "You like it?" Joe
asked him.

     Erwin didn't say anything.  He ran his fingers up and down it twice.
Joe reached up to touch the front of Erwin's shorts, but Erwin sprang back.

     Joe went back to sucking me.  He looked at Erwin.  Erwin was still
watching, but was now standoffish.  "It's okay, I won't do that again, I
promise," Joe assured him.

     Joe sucked me for a few more seconds.  He pulled my briefs and shorts
down and pulled them off my shoes.  He stood up and took off my shirt.  I
was completely naked, except for my shoes.  He went back to sucking me.

     After a minute, he turned me around.  "Bend over," he told me.  I did,
and Joe pulled my butt open to show Erwin my hole.  Joe rubbed it for a few
seconds.  "Feels like a pussy."

     Joe stopped, and Erwin briefly touched it.  "Gross, it's wet," Erwin
grumbled.

     Joe turned me back around and continued sucking.  Erwin touched my
tiny bush.  Joe pulled his mouth away, and Erwin touched my dick.  Joe's
spit was dripping off the end of it.  "Kneel down," Joe told him.

     "I don't know," Erwin mumbled again.

     Erwin ran his hand up my abdomen.  "Just for a second," Joe said.

     Erwin's hand glided down to my balls.  He fondled one of them.  Joe
backed up a little.  He waited, stood, and backed up again.

     Erwin kneeled down.  He stared at my dick and then licked the head.
He slowly placed it into his mouth and kept it there.  "Take it deeper,"
Joe suggested.

     Erwin tried, but got choked up and coughed.  After a brief pause, he
started nibbling and licking it.

     Joe suddenly kneeled down.  Erwin froze nervously.  Joe started
sucking my dick.  He pulled away to tell Erwin, "Suck his nuts."

     Erwin began licking one of them.  I was about to ejaculate.  "I got
to...," I muttered.

     Joe opened his mouth.  Erwin watched as my semen filled Joe's mouth.

     The rest of my semen dripped into his mouth.  Joe swallowed my semen
and bobbed on my dick a couple of times.  Some of my semen was dripping
down his chin.  He laughed, and then Erwin did, too.

* * *

     A year had passed.  I only saw Joe a few times afterwards because he
went to live with his mom for a few months.  He then came back to my city,
so he could graduate with his original class.  He started going back to my
church with his dad.  He was still nice to me, but we rarely talked.

     Then, one Wednesday, at church, he asked if I wanted to hang out with
him on Saturday.  I still felt weird about what happened, but I had come to
terms with my sexuality, and I did want him to suck me again.  Therefore, I
agreed to it.

     That Saturday came.  I was waiting outside my house.  I was wearing
jeans, sneakers, and a light blue dress shirt.  I was also still wearing
white briefs, which were the only underwear my mom seemed to buy for me.
Suddenly, a black BMW pulled up.  I was a little shocked and curious.  The
passenger window rolled down.  It was Joe.  "Hey, buddy, get in the back,"
he told me.

     I entered.  The car smelled like new leather and strong cologne.

     The driver was in his late teens or early twenties.  He was tall,
slender, and had subtle features.  His auburn hair was glistening, and his
bangs were long and spiky.  He was wearing expensive clothes and
sunglasses.  He was quiet.  "This is Kendall," Joe said.

     Kendall didn't acknowledge me.  We drove around for a while.  Joe kept
glancing at Kendall, as Kendall stayed focused on the road.  "Well, what
you guys want to do?  You already eat?" Joe asked me.

     "Yeah, I'm good," I replied.

     Joe paused.  "We'll go to Kendall's," Joe said to me.  "Is that cool?"

     "Sure, I don't care."

     We drove to Kendall's apartment complex, which was enormous and
extravagant.  It even had its own manmade lake and golf course nearby.

     We parked and exited.  We went up to Kendall's apartment.  It was dark
inside, filled with electronics and artwork, and was almost as big as my
parent's house.  "Wow, this is nice," I uttered in awe.

     "Yeah, I know, right," Joe replied.

     After Kendall entered, he disappeared into the hallway.  Joe paused
and looked at me.  He seemed a little nervous.  "Well, hang out here.  I'm
going to go talk to him," Joe continued.

     Joe disappeared for three minutes, as I sat on the couch.

     Joe returned.  "Come with me," he said, without looking at me.

     Joe led me to the bedroom.  The bed was huge.  I moved to it, paused,
and turned around.  Joe was standing behind me.  Abruptly, he unbuttoned my
shirt, took it off, and dropped it on the floor.

     I looked into the open doorway.  "Is he coming back?" I asked.

     "No."

     "I don't know about this."

     "Lie back.  It'll be okay."

     I did.  Joe removed my shoes and socks.  He took off my pants and
briefs.  I was lying there, completely naked.  He began massaging my inner
thighs, as he stared at my penis.  "You've gotten really big," Joe said.
He knelt down and started to suck it.  "And still tastes good."

     I was hard in seconds.  I looked in the doorway and saw Kendall
watching.  Joe noticed me looking and glanced back.  He then went back to
sucking.

    Kendall moved to the bed and stared down.  He glanced at my face.  His
eyes were blue, beady, and steely.  "How's that feel, whore?" Kendall asked
coldly.

     "Good," I answered.

     Kendall ran his fingers through my bush, grabbed the base of my dick,
and squeezed it.  Joe kept sucking.  Kendall watched for a few seconds and
knelt down.  Joe spread my legs, so he and Kendall could fit between them.

     They both started sucking me.  Kendall's mouth felt awesome.  He had a
powerful suction and a slobbering lick, and he effortlessly deep-throated
me.  He took my dick all the way to the base, as he glanced into my eyes.

     Joe touched my anus a couple of times.  "Get my lube.  It's in the
night stand on the left," Kendall told Joe.

     Joe moved to the night stand, as Kendall continued sucking.  Kendall
poked around my hole with his finger.  "It's almost empty," Joe said.

     "Forget it then," Kendall sneered.  "You clean down here?" he asked
me.

     "Yeah, just took a shower," I responded.

     "Better be, I don't want no shitty kitty."  He pushed my legs up.  Joe
had moved over and was watching Kendall.  Kendall stared at my hole.  He
rubbed it.  He went down and started eating it out.  He pushed on my legs
harder.  "Spread it."  I repositioned, and Joe pulled on my legs.  I held
my butt open with both hands.  Kendall ate me out some more and then
tongue-fucked me a few times.  Suddenly, he shoved a finger in me.  I
grunted, tightened my hole.  "Loosen it!"  I relaxed.  He began fingering
me.  "That's a tight, little whore, isn't it?"  It was starting to hurt.
"How's that feel, you fucking slut?"

     "Hurts," I muttered.

     "Shut up and take it."

     He squeezed my prostate with his finger.  My body jerked, and I
grunted.  He squeezed again, and I tightened.  He snickered and went back
to sucking my dick.  Joe let go of my legs.  Kendall kept his finger in me.
Joe sat down.  "You okay?" Joe whispered to me.

     "Yeah," I said.

     Joe sucked on my nipple a little.  I was close to ejaculating.  "Cum
already, you fuck," Kendall barked at me.  I started moaning, as Kendall
sucked harder and faster.  My hole clinched his finger, as both it and my
dick started to throb.  "That's it, fucking cum, you bitch."

     Joe sat up and was watching Kendall.  I exploded in Kendall's mouth.
Kendall sat up and opened his mouth.  He showed us the huge, white glob in
his mouth and gulped it.  He reached down, grabbed my briefs, and wiped his
mouth with it.  He threw them in my face.  "Get out of here, you fucking
whore," he commanded me.  Joe laughed.  "I'm not playing.  I want you
fuckers out of here."

     Kendall left, and Joe followed him.  I started to get dressed.  Joe
came back, flustered.  "We're going to have to leave.  He's serious.  I'll
find us a ride, though."

     Joe and I left and waited in front of the complex, until one of Joe's
friends picked us up.

     I only saw Joe twice at church after that.

THE END