Date: Thu, 11 Dec 2003 09:47:12 EST
From: Jarrod749@aol.com
Subject: Mikey, Stepdad and Unca Jimmy. Chapter 16

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descriptions of sexual activity between teenage boys. The acts are consensual
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Jimmy. Chapter 16

     As Jamie was starting to kneel after stripping, Brady just shook his
head, and pulled hard on Jamie's cock. "What's this boy, 5-6 inches?"
     "Yessss---sssir...6 inches," Jame said.
     "I like that you're hard for me dude....when you're with me I want you
always working yer pecker, and keeping hard and leaking fer me, hear?" Brady
instructed, with Jamie nodding his understanding, and before Brady let go, he
squeezed it, harder, HARDER! and he brought Jamie down holding onto Brady's arm
as he sank to his knees.
     Without being told, Jamie's face and mouth sought his new boymaster's
dick, and sucked it in. Brady was actually caught by surprise that the kid went
for his meat like that! He thought about punishing his brazenness....but then
decided to simply enjoy. His right hand gripped the top of Jame's head, and
moved it 'round, til he brought the hand down over Jame's forehead, then his
eyes, nose, and then with his own cock deep in the boy's mouth, he turned his
hand around and slipped his finger into that overcockstuffed mouth. The kid's
face turned up, and as he looked deep into Brady's eyes, he sucked on all his
fingers, and his cock at once, and he did it so well. Omigod! Brady was trembling
from what that look did to him.....and the unbelievable feel of his own
fingers working 'round his cock and Jamie's tongue. Oh! Ohhhhh! Omigod! His knees
buckled and his body quaked, he bucked, as he lost control, grabbing onto
Jamie's head and shoulder, he braced himself as he shot wad after boywad over that
wild sucking tongue.
       Jame smiled up at Brady as the big kid recovered from his cum. Brady pa
tted Jamie's hair with a spit sloppy hand, and was jolted again when Jamie
tongued up to get a last string of drizzz hanging from Brady's dick.
       Brady staggered over to his bed, and looking at Jamie kneeling at
center room, he said, "You gonna be a star boy! You gonna make you a big stash
too, dude." Jame just smiled.
You'd almost think he was gonna become a more sensitive, and caring kid, at
least as related to his poor stepbrother, Mikey, who he all but 'owned.' Time
would tell, I guess.

Mikey, Stepdad and Unca Jimmy. Chapter 16.

       Jamie might not be really falling for his handsome benefactor. Maybe
the money gains were clouding his sense of the real. Regardless, here he was in
the center of this rich dude's bedroom, naked, on his knees, licking prick
jelly off his lips. Brady had sprawled on his bed, and was looking at his
toolboy out there beyond his bed, from between his naked toes.
        "Gimme that cute li'l smile, babe," Brady told Jamie, who did as
asked. "Attaboy. That is some cutesy smile yuh got there. It's almost as fantastic
as that
look you give me when you gaze up at me at full mouth troll on my meat here,"
he continued, while twangin' his big cock back and forth in quick snaps.
         "Tell me what you thinka dis big baby here, son....gimme a
'blow-by-blow' description."
         Jamie answered....."It's um, BIG, Brad...uh, SIR!
And...and...ummmm....it's um so smoothe....yuh know, like...it's not all lumpy like....hard,
reallll hard, and softlike....and it's soooo white...well pink-white."
         "I like that word pic, boy. Makes me feel right good about my
dick...'ticklarly since you probably been close up enough to a lot boycock lately,
eh, and can give an
'expert' opinion. So tell Unca Brady, just how much cock you been hanging dem
lips on?"

         Jamie wasn't sure how to answer, exactly...he'd been surprised into
all this, and he even ran his mind back to the fun times with Andy, Chris and
the others when they did some play suck....and then fast-forward to last week,
after the basketball game, and Devon, Josh, and all, and man, the bus ride to
and from the game....geez, those kids down the aisle in the bus he had to beg
to be allowed to blow....he had no fuckin' idea how many kids had already
fuck fed him....and just stammered out with, "It-it-it-it's been all suh
fast....sir, ahm not um, sure, what, uh, how much...many....dick...uh
boys...guys...uhhh..."
         "For a kid that loves the cock as much as you do, dude, you pretty
unsure about all dis, it seems. You need to get a grip....and you cin start by
getting a grippa  your own self....lessee you beat yourself off....I wanna see
that little hog a'yurs jerk, wiggle, snap, squirm and spit right outta yer
hand....RIGHT NOW! Get down boy, and lemme see you do yerself proud."
         Before Brady even finished his orders, Jamie was whipping his toy
tool like mad, and his lips were quivering and his head jerkin' with that glazed
over face a boy gets when he reaches that place in joyland, and "Uh, uh,
ungh, ummmm, uh, oh ohhhh, ahm.... gonna..." and he shot five fast wild cum shots
all around him.  Still pullin', and spasming in his glorious aftercum, Jamie
really gave Brady a show.
         As Jame, short of breath, sat back on his bare heels, he put his
hands to his thighs in wait for direction from Brady. His peter, still semi-hard,
drooped a bit, with one big drop of dogwater hanging from its end.

         "I don't like for boys to waste their precious goo, but this one
time, I'll let you get a rag fum the bathroom," Brady said pointing, "and wipe
that dick snot off my floor."
         As Jamie started to get up, Brady just shook his head. Jame knew,
and crawled into the bathroom, coming back quickly with a washrag.
         As Jame set the rag aside, Brady said, "How's about you get down on
some bung, boy."
         Jamie scrunched up his face in a question...."Don't know bung, eh?
Well, you will.....climb up here," he said, patting the bed near his butt.
         J-boy climbed up, and Brady gripped the top of his head pulling his
face between his wide spread legs, his feet were flat to the bed with his
knees bent. Relaxing his hold, he let Jame look up at him, and he said, "Getcher
cutey boy face under my nuts boy, and kiss you some BUNG!"
         He didn't wait for a response from Jamie...but just shoved his face
in there, as he hiked his lower body up and bared that haired-up boy smile for
Jamie.
         Brady felt the kid's nose dig into his nutsack, and knew that Jame's
lips were right where he wanted 'em. "Lemme hear and feel a big smacky,
sloppy kiss on my hole, bud."
         Jamie's eyes were closed, and he truly was where "the sun don't
shine." He was some grateful, that the guy's butt wasn't dirty, but that sweaty,
musky, unmistakable smell.....was. At first, he was dazed...maybe dizzy from
this ultimate disgrace he was enduring for the first time....but then, getting
past the initial shock of what he was doing, his tongue seemed to seek it's
target, and the steadily rising siren from deep inside Brady's throat told him
there was no doubt. Brady kept directing Jame's head with his hand, to the left,
the right, up, down and the tongue, ohhh that TONGUE, was sending Brady to
places in the mind and stars he'd rarely been.
         "Swipe that lizard from my balls to my tail, faggot, back and forth,
and then I want you trying to tuh eat me from the inside out, man....I want
that sucker up my hole and you wigglin' around on the end of it," Brady ordered.
         Jamie licked the guy's crease from stem to stern, and swab and lave,
and lick and taste, and then he worked at burrowin' in his master boy's hole.
He had his man's bud winkin' at him, and without thinking, he got a finger at
those asslips, and tugged them open a bit, and when he slithered his little
rasper back at the entrance, he shocked himself at gaining entry,
"Eeeeeeeyowwwwwwwllll!!! You got it dude. YOU GOT IT!!!! I love it...love it...LOVE
ITTTTTTTTT!!! Dig in there fucker...dig in there! I wanna feel it squigglin' 'round
my insides. Do it pussy. Do it!"
          Jamie didn't know what the fuck he was doing, but he sure was doing
IT!! His whole body was a mass of sweat, trying to do Brady's bidding, and
scared of messin' up, and gettin his taster all the way up where it'd never been
before, and shamed and 'barrassed, an all.....and squirmin and wormin all
over trying to get in the best position to get the most of his boy tongue up
Brady.
          Brady wasn't making it any easier, man. He was crying, and
squealing and kicking his feet in the air, while punching the bedcovers, and hunching
that boyhole up to meet its eater.
          All of a sudden, Brady pushed Jamie's head out of his crotch and
smoothed his big mitt over his fine, hard manpole. "Comeon up here boy, let's
you ride a couple furlongs and earn yer pay."
          Our soppy, sweaty little dude dragged his butt up and straddled
Brady who put his hand out like a seat and guided the kid's sitting butt down and
down, and as he was deepest into his squat, he wheezed and "Ohhhhhh, owwwwww!"
          Brady's pre-cum goozed finger slid right through Jame's butt hole
rooting up there, as a second and third finger joined the first to joy him. The
surprise entry caught Jamie before he tensed, and his wailing was more from
surprise, 'cause that finger slid through like a knife in butter. Meanwhile
Brady worked his fingers all around as Jame squatted on them, and he told Jamie
to turn his butt all the way right and then left a few times, and tell him how
it felt.
           "Feels good, sir. Real good, sir."
           "Want your cock now boy?" Brady asked.
           "Yessir."
           "How I know you really really want my boy pleaser here...how I
know that?"
           Jame in a slight panic, screeched, "Oh, please, sir, pleeeeeeze
let me have cock sir, Please! Please! PLEEEEEEEEZE!" he begged, looking down
though tear-blurry eyes, into Brady's face from his 3-finger perch.
           Brady smiled that big smile of his, and pushed Jamie up off his
fingers, and told him to pole his own self....which he did with amazing ease. It
took just a settling sit to slide that truncheon of Brady's up inside him. By
the time he sat into Brady's pubes, the friction heat from the stretched out
skin gliding along that boy pole, had gotten Jamie all tingled, and even his
toes had turned up and spread....his nearly 6 inch cock snapping to his belly
just under his belly button. To Brady's joy, he was right on Jamie's boy
buzzer. Every time he jerked his love muscle inside Jamie,  he saw the kid's eye's
roll back....and while he kept it up, he got Jamie trembling all over.
           For the next hour he reamed, rammed, pummeled and pounded, banging
that boy pussy all over his bed, literally fucking two boyshots out of Jamie,
at the same time he fired three rockets of his own up that boychute. When he
flopped back to his pillow and out of his toybox, there was a huge goppy cum
smudge around Jamie's  bottom smile....and cream ring around Brady's hog. He
soon had Jamie's face in there lip smucking the vanilla icing off his cruller.
           Lessee how Brady had worked his boytoy:
First he rolled forward and put Jamie on his back rocking into that first
rut, rolling him up onto his shoulders, he short stroked his pocket rocket to a
glorious finish...
           Still deep in that slippery, velvet glove, and just past the last
of his aftercum bucking spasms, he dug his toes into the bedclothes and turned
180 degrees inside Jamie, and facing the other way he re-banged his boytoy
backwards.
"Ohhhhh, you are one beauty...one fuck-in' beauty, fagboy...um, um, um...,"
Brady moaned as he pumped his some young meat. He fell forward and did a round
of pushups, with his feet getting tangled with Jamie's feet back over the
boy's head.
What with all his ramjammin', Brady was slow on the cum by now, and had him
one long pummel pounding til he yelped weakly, and out of breath as he shot his
wad.
           Exhausted, he pulled away, and lay flat snapping his fingers for
Jamie to get him cleaned off for the next romp.
           Strapping young dude, Brady, soon he was recovered, and took his
meaty tool fum Jamie's lips and smacked it back and forth across his face,
before telling  him to get next to him on his belly.
           Brady threw his leg over the kid and mounted that toy ass, rubbing
his prod "Shhlkky...shhlikk" through boy crease, and then with out even
touching it, he burrowed that big cock through the furrow, and after two misses,
found his target, and slipped right through to the balls on Jamie's ass,
"Ummmmmmmmmm," was all the sounds to be heard from those harmonizing boys' throats.
In short order, and with his cheek to Jamie's, Brady ground his lithe young
body over and back as his slick hard dick sought that inevitable electric tingle
that signaled oncoming boy wonderment, with curling toes, muscle tensing, and
telltale short stroke humping to boyjoydom....
           "Ahhhhhhhhhhh," his time had come....and so had he. His power pud
was pulsing inside Jamie's chute, and seeding the depths of that pretty boy's
fuck slot.
Brady just lay there....shivering....quaking....his moist, sheathed cock
throbbing and giving him so much pleasure. Jamie sensed Brady licking his cheek as
he felt the boy slump to quiet on top of him, but also break into tremors.

           Long....long moments passed with the boys bonded there, and Jamie
actually dozed under his new master. I don't think Brady did. His eyes were
closed, and occasionally he nuzzled the Jamie's face, ear, shoulder, and the
back of his head.
One last shiver and spasm seemed to shake Brady out of his joyful naked on
naked, skins-to-skins feel of being with his toy for the afternoon. He raised up
on his hands, his limp wick oozed from Jamie, and he stumbled off the bed and
to his shower.
           Jamie was aware of what was up, and when Brady returned wrapped in
a towel, he waled Jamie's tail, and said, "Getcher pants on dude, and let's
get you home."
           Brady wanted Jame to be naked except for his pants, and while the
kid pulled 'em on, Brady was tying the sneaker laces, and laid them over
Jamie's shoulder stuffed with his socks, boxers and tee.
           With an arm around his bare shoulder, rubbing it some, he walked
the boy down to the car and they took off for home. With hardly a word, Brady
drove down into town and when he pulled up to Jame's house, he patted his bare
knee, and said, we'll be having your 'cummin' out' party right soon, young
dude...I'll letchu know, hear?"
           Jamie nodded excitedly, and got out....watching blankly as he
slammed the door and Brady left fumes in his face and was gone.
           He trudged the steps to his room, and wanted to get a nice long
shower and arrange his brain in some semblance of order before dinner and
homework, then got a pained shiver shock! He heaved his sneaks into the wall, and
was angry. Brady lied to him! HE DIDN'T GIVE HIM ANY MONEY!!! "Damn!" he cried
out...his eyes were even welling up, as he yelled, Damn!" one more time, and
flopped his naked ass to the bed, hanging his head.
           Finally over it some, he got up and showered and spiffed himself
up all bright and squeaky, and with a bit more life in his step, he strolled
naked through the hall to his room again, and started picking up his stuff, and
getting dressed for dinner. He yanked his dirty socks out of the sneaks, and
"Oh! Oh!" he wowed himself all up. A twenty dollar bill fell on the floor at
his bare feet. He snapped it up and kissed it, and held it up above him with
both hands pulling it open, and with a renewed vigor, stashed it in his clean
Docker cargoes, and hit the stairs in a new pair of socks, Nike tee, and Joe
Boxer shorts....all Mikey's....for dinner.

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