Date: Thu, 1 Oct 2009 21:12:34 EDT
From: Jarrod749@aol.com
Subject: Mikey, Stepdad and Unca Jimmy.  Chapter 36

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Stepdad and Unca Jimmy.  Chapter 36.

Fum las' times:
After showers, they walked home from practice.
Jamie had spent his time constructively, taking in all the activities of
the team after practice to see what he could see. He checked out supply rooms,
coach's office, toilet/shower area and laundry bins.

He toyed with being team manager if they asked, but he never wanted
committed time, a main reason he didn't join teams inspite of how good an athlete
he was. All he wanted was to get off! and more and hotter ways to do it!

When they got home,  Jamie checked out what times the folks got home, and
there were still 2 hours Mike told him.

"K, good. Get naked, and on yer back with your legs up against the couch."

Mike stripped down fast, and was upside down in seconds.

"Beatcher meat, doof!" Jame directed.

The shamed kid started pulling his pud with his body bent up from the neck
while he propped himself up from the floor.

Jamie kicked off his sneaks, and stripped off his socks. He gave his
'jerker-bro' side glances while he read the sports page out of the paper, runned
his fingers between his toes, and guzzed some soda.

"Errmm! Uh! Uh! Uh!" Mikey strained....cumming.

Jamie growled, "I din't say yuh could cum, fucker!"

It was too late and shot after spermy rope burst from Mikey's engorged wick.

Jamie caught a few spurts with the cell, and then sitting on the edge of
the chair opposite, he kept snapping while he told the kid to eat his own
fuck. Mike had shot all over his upper chest, up under his chin and then
goobbled the dregs of it into his bare pube skins.

He dutifully scooped every drop he could see with his fingers into his
mouth.

Jamie got up and went over to him. Staring down at his stepsuck cockslave,
he toed a cum gob off Mikey's neck and fed it to Mike on the tip of his big
toe. "Suck it off, queenie!" Jamie ordered him as he took a final cell snap.

Now with Mike's own horny edge spent after he cummed, Jamie had the kid
crawl up on the couch and between Jame's legs. "Let's work off my edge, bro.
Get my pants off and make me feel good."

Mikey did everything Jamie wanted. He was going to be serving the dude for
fucking ever!
There was going to be no time for what Mike wanted to do anymore. But then,
he was more and more becoming the serf Jamie envisioned.

"Ohhhhhhhhhh....n-i-i-i-i-i-c-e! M-m-m-m-m!" Jamie cooed as Mikey wolfed
his hot teenboi tool.

"After, yu find a cardboard box or sumfin in the basement or garage....big
enough fer a dude to get in crouched down," Jame directed.

Mikey just recorded the instruction. He wouldn't have to look hard. There
was an old carton he remembered from a washer in the basement.

"Nnnnnghh! Uhyeh...do it do it! Suck....suck harder. Tight up yer lips,
uhhhhh! Ohyeh! Cummmmminnnnnnnn! Goodsuck...ohmmmmm!"

Jamie bucked and jerked and lurched getting off like he had a rocket up his
ass! Mikey was being swung from side to side as his cocksucking mouth hung
onto his quaking stepbrother!

He hung on and got every glob of Jamie's syrupy boygoo.

Jamie patted him on the head, "Yuh did good, bro.  We'll get back tuh this
later tonight.

Mike nodded, as Jamie told him, "Don't wash my stuff outta yer mowff,
nieder!" pointing at his crouching form.

Mikey nodded.

"Now go find me that box."

Mike headed for the basement, bareass, and Jamie could hear the banging on
the steps and scruffling along the walls of the stairway coming up from
downstairs soon enough.

In the middle of the living room, Mike set the sizable carton down. He
said, "Perfekk! Get in it!"

Mike dumbly looked at him.

"Getcher deadass in'ere, dweebo!" Jame yelled waving his arms wildly. Mike
looked around the room and spied the hassock. He pulled it over and standing
on it was able step over the top edge of the box, bring the other leg over
as he teetered, and then jump down.

He was standing, looking out over the top.

"Whuthefuck yu think yu are, "Jack in the Box?" Kneel down in there and
fold the flaps down."

Mikey did as ordered and waited in the darkness of the closed box.

A flap opened and Mikey looked up, his boycherub face so cute, as Jamie
handed him a steak knife. "Hold that!" Jamie said, and then told Mike to kneel
up to the side of the box.

"Okay....yeh, good. Now lick a circle on box from yur nose to yur chin."

"At's it." Jame said. "Now cut a circle where yuh licked so there'll be a
hole right where yuh licked."

Jamie sat back down and waited as the knife made a pretty circle, and then
the piece fell inside the box.

"K. Now stick yur face intuh the hole...lemme see yur nose at the
top....yeh...awesome! Now stick yur tongue out and through the hole.
YAHHHHHHHHHHH!!!! Perfekk! K, now turn aroun' and stick yur ass up intuh the hole and pull
yer cheeks so's I kin see yur hole open nice and wide."

"Yehh....wiggle it!" the whole box shimmied.

"Yay-yesssss!!!" Jamie delighted at the sight!

"K. Yuh can get out now and go put the box in the garage," Jame said.

Mikey scrambled out and grabbed his khaki's to put on to go outside.

"Whutchu doin'? Get dem pants off. When we home alone, stepsuck....yu
naked....awways....naked! Now get that fucker out to the garage!" Jame yelled at
Mike.

The kid stepped back out of the pants and took hold of the box as Jamie
watched the kid's little bubble butt squish and squeeze as he carried and
dragged the large carton out the side door by the kitchen to the garage.

"Looks like we gonna have us a hot party!" Jamie smirked to himself.

It was nearing the time the folks would be getting home, so when Mike came
back in from the garage, Jamie had propped himself up at the edge of the
easy chair cushion with his bareass butthole pulled wide. Mikey didn't need any
orders. He got down on his back and pushed himself up till his face was
under Jamie's tail, and soon Jamie thrilled to his stepbro's tongue muscle
flashing up and around his slot, then in. An observer looking on would get
chicken skin at the sight of that squiggling, slippery, sliding, slopping and
swirling boytongue tip working wonders on Jamie's nerve endings.

Jame's toes curled....they splayed....his arms under in his knees
tightened. Sweat started to bead and shimmer off his teenboy skins.  Jamie's
breathing was shortening. It was a pleasure too far! It was more than he could
endure to feel that toy rasper dig inside him and tongue fuck his very core!

"Ohfuck! Ohhh! Ohnooo'isssogooood! Don't stop...no...tonguefuck me! Tongue
fuck me! TONGUE FUCK MEEEEE!

Mikey, Stepdad and Unca Jimmy.  Chapter 36.

The next few days were quick for both step bros. There was Jame's getting
acclimated to the new school, and then putting his stepbrother to cock to
burnish the kid's new status in the house now that Jamie had taken over.

The dad was in rapt amazement at how Mikey was totally in Jame's control,
and by his very words on many occasions, that is exactly the way Mikey wanted
it to be.

The kid slept naked, uncovered on the floor of his own room every night
while Jamie slept in the bed.

Mannnn....this was some shit. Mike remembered when his stepbrother sold his
ass and mouth in the visitors locker room after the basketball game while
ago.....right in Mikey's own school!!

The crazy thing with Mikey was that even when his stepbro did him dirty, it
just didn't mean shit. He would do Jamie's bidding....no matter what. How
do you do that!!!????

Anyways, this night had been no different. There was the requisite blowjob
after dinner. Ass, taint, and nutsack eating while Jamie watched TV and
played Mike's video games. Getting his nipples chewed and pits sucked out were
always high on Mikey's list of things to do for Jamie.

Usually, if Jamie was sitting up at the desk, he liked for Mike to be on
his back, face-up, licking Jame's feet and sucking his every toe like they
were little dicks.

Occasionally, Jame would just drop to a knee over Mike's face to piss if he
had the need....but mostly he liked Mikey to get up and kneel to his prick
to take his stepbro's water like a man.

Tonight was only different in that Jamie was online setting up his own
welcoming party using Mike's id, so that ostensibly, Mikey was being the inviter
and host, and all Mike's friends were the invitees. Well, Jamie was making
some friends, too, and 'Mike' was inviting them as well.

It would be Saturday. Jame had already set Mike in motion with the 'rents
to put the feed on, and plan to be invisible from before their buds began to
arrive.

Jamie was having Mike paint and decorate the glory hole box in the garage
for party funs.

Jamie had Mikey really talking it up at school to make sure everybody was
there. There was the dirty in Jame's anxiety there of course, but also, Jamie
wanted to speed the process of becoming, and usurping all of Mike's
friendships to cement his place in the new school and community as fast as
possible.....and ace Mike out, of course.

Mike was just settling to his place on the hardwood floor after having
drained Jamie. There would be one or two repeats of that during the night given
how much liquid Jamie had taken during the evening. He usually pissed once
overnight....two times at most.

He'd yank on the twine tied to Mikey's wrist to get the kid up and on his
piss-woody as necessary.

So far he'd only gotten worked up once during the overnight since he'd
moved in and then had Mikey suck him off, too.

He couldn't help sighing, "This is the life," after every tongue swabbing
his stepbrother gave him.

He was wanting Mike to get used to eating of his bare skins through the
night sometimes, but he was adamant about not having Mike ever get on his old
bed again. He was trying to come up with a comfortable way to lie on the
floor while Mikey tongue whipped his nakeds through the night.

"Ahhhh....I'll think'a sumpin....maybe a doubled up sleepin' bag...." he
mumbled inaudibly to himself as he drifted off, with the cool of Mikey's
saliva drying on his well-drained peter.


Next afternoon, the stepbro's were alone in the house as usual, having had
a great day at school with Jame making more and more friends, and watching
Mikey get 'fives' and backslaps for the party plans. Even though Jamie had
been very popular at his own school....at least till the bullies started
putting him to cock....he was jealous of Mike's favor with both the dudes and the
cunt.

Mike and Jame were making believe the party was a 'surprise' for Jamie. So
nobody spoke of it to Jamie. Of course, the gossipy bitches would make
giggly hints of the event that 'was supposed to be a surprise'....Jamie would
just smile invitingly, and make like he didn't get it.

It was nearing the weekend, and everything was in place.

Jamie was totally elated at how well he'd orchestrated this thing on such
short notice and in a strange town and the new school and all.

Mikey was naked already, on his knees, waiting for instructions.

'Free my feet fum 'ese socks and sneaks, dweeb-o," Jame directed while
lifting his feet toward Mike and wigg-wagging them in his face while he sat on
the easy chair. Wait....lick the sneakers first....the toe-part
s.....yehhhhh.....and'a laces, too"

He had Mike get the paper from the front yard when they came in, and he
turned to the sports page, flapping it out in front of him, as Mike went about
stripping off the sneakers and socks once he'd done dutiful service to the
sneaks themselves.

Mike needed no directions now...he knew what followed bare
feeting....licking and sucking them from underneath while on his back. Jamie loved to see
Mike's tongue tip stick up from between his toes from the underside.

Just as he got in position, Jame nudged the side of his head with his heel
and said, "Yuh forgot my soda, dipshit!"

Mikey scrambled up and out to the kitchen on hands and knees and brought
Jamie his drink, with a cozy on the can even.

Jame toasted up at Mike for the drink, and Mike reassumed his place on the
floor. Jamie put his foot bottoms together, meaning he wanted Mike to start
with all ten toes together in his mouth.

Jame's breathing was already shorting up. Mannnnnn....did he ever love this!

It wasn't all that loud, but there seemed to be a lot of traffic on their
street.....which was also dying out near the house.

Jamie perked his ears, then thought nothing of it.

Then, there were slams of car door after car door. It seemed like, well,
tough to tell, but it surely was more than a couple of cars out there.

Jame listened, but less intently now as Mikey had begun to run his tongue
from heel to toe on his right foot sending Jamie to that special place he
goes when Mikey is in full tongue.

'BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!'

Both kids jumped at the pounding on the front door. It was really
omenous....Mikey'd never heard anything that loud at the door from any visitor.

He grabbed his boxers and pulled them up with one hand as he reached for
the doorknob.

Whewwww! Mike was taken aback! There were gigantic looking black dudes at
the door....and then he calmed and then got real antsy in that order. He
recognized them from the time when Jamie had stayed the weekend while back, and
these dudes from the Oden basketball teams, Varsity and JV, sought out Jamie
for some butt fun and ended up giving both stepbrothers a lesson in being
'blacked' for a few hours down at the park creek in Willow.

Mikey was not expecting that they were at the door for soda.

He was right.....and he was right a whole bunch more's worth. Ten more
dudes from Oden High School were coming up behind Connor, Jamie's friend from JV
b-ball, and Baylor, his big brother on varsity.

Baylor's large blackness lit up into a wide, all white teethy grin at the
first sight of Mikey's milky-pinkness still hiking up one edge of his boxers
as he stood before the hoard of dudes in the doorway.

" 'Supp?" called Jamie from inside the living room.

At the sound of his voice, his old tormentor at Oden school and his five
teen commandos from the 2d floor boys room tortures pushed their way past the
black brothers and into the living room where there sat their prey, still in
his school duds, barefoot, shuffling with the sports page thinking his body
serf, Mike would soon be on his back and sucking of stepbro toes.

Jamie's blood curdled at the sight of Taylor and his menacing stare through
gritting teeth. His whole body took to shaking and sweat beaded everywhere
so fast that his whole boy skins itched and tingled.

His tool, which was hardening in his pants in anticipation of its
forthcoming romp through Mikey butt, shriveled to a fleshy blob of skin inside his
boxers.

Josh moved out front ahead of the others, and grabbed at Jamie's pants to
check its pockets. "We missed our daily 'pay' for services, faggot."

The sound of that word thrown in his direction made Jamie shoot a glance at
Mikey in hopes he didn't hear it. He reserved use of that term for Mike,
and didn't want the same shaming he heaped on his stepbro, falling back on him.

He needn't have worried. Mikey was in his own quandary what with his being
taken by Baylor and his brother, Connor over toward the dining room table.
Mikey's shorts were being unceremoniously stripped away from his tugging
fingers and from his tail, swept down his legs till they hung by the waistband
off just one toe before dropping to the floor. With one massive black arm
Baylor had the smaller dude airborne and up on the
family holiday table, his legs spread wide out with that boy butthole bare
to the whole wide room!

"Is 'iss it, dirthole?!" Damon barked when Josh handed over the $3 he had
found in Jame's pockets. "D'ere bettah be more, faggot'er yer gonna start
workin' fer it!"

The others nodded as they chimed in with a collective, "Yahhhh!"

Over on the table, Baylor was wiping four closed, black fingers back and
forth across Mikey's now winking browneye, and occasionally bending right in
there with his wide-ass tongue and lapping him whitebread boy pussy with it.

He patty caked his fingers on the winker now, and Mikey was being strained
and shorting up on his breaths.

All over the room there were a dozen young ass dudes with either a hefty
semi-hard hanger lobbed out of the their fly, or balls naked from the waist
entirely!

Two kids laid Jamie out across the back of the sofa and had his head
hanging down at a 30 degree angle whereupon they fed him a dick from each side and
one over the top of his flushed and sweatied face.

"Guwuck! Ocffk! Gawullukkch!" was all Jamie could muster with his mouth
full of those three quarter-pounders!

Taylor who had deep and personal knowledge of Jame's privates, motioned for
two of the others to strip Jame's clothes off.

The shirt was torn from his chest and the cargos were yanked down his legs
with his boxers.

All the marauding invaders were impressed with the squeaky clean hairless
boy cunts. Of course, Jamie made Mikey shave himself some time ago.....but it
was Taylor who personally bared Jamie's boysnatch. He still had fond
memories of Jamie's tearful sniveling while he was dunked into the bathroom sink
water like a baby, for his shave down. Taylor always looked at him as a
little baby after that.

That afternoon was a ground breaker of sorts for Jamie, even after his
having already been put to the dick on the high school lawn and in the boys room
by Taylor and the others.

Jamie was long-dicked deep and hard in Taylor's bed. He had sucked and
swallowed Taylor over and over and then fucked some more.

Taylor even 'gave' him to the neighborhood newsboy right in the car....and
after the kid got his nut, Taylor told him Jamie was 'his' to use anytime he
wanted. Shit! And the kid had cornered Jamie more than once since then for
a blow job....once right on Jamie's front step!

Devon barefooted over to the table where Connor was feeding Mikey some
deep, dark, purple 9 inch sausage. He gripped the boy's terrified face by the
both cheeks and with that huge prong still lodged deep in his head, he
demanded to know where the house cash was.

Mikey feared up even worse if that was possible with the implications if
his folks found money missing, and what it could mean to the boys and their
party and all. It was amazing at his being worried on such trivia while he was
being made fully water tight by two of the biggest black dudes he had ever
known.

Baylor pushed Devon away, and gritted out as he sank his tongue up into
Mikey's juices  that they'd get the cash out of them later. "Bigger shit to fry
here, mannn!" Baylor grunted as he emerged from Mikey's asshole and slipped
his hanging wide mouth bass right up through his bubbly, frothing spittle
into Mikey right to his enormous balls!

Devon was caught up in the sight of that humongous prong of black totally
disappearing up into that small white boycunt! He stood there, mouth hung
open, pulling hard on his bared cock....no small thing that, either....and it
also had known Mike's hole before.

Connor was making Mikey cough and 'gluck' every few moments as he stuffed
and restuffed his own prick into Mike's throat for some serious man
swallowing!

There was too much action playing out at both ends of Mikey for Devon to be
able stand. He wanted to jump on the table, straddle Mike and beat his face
with own dick till he caked the kid's face with cream of teen!

He pushed down hard on his cock at the root with the heel of his
palm....and stared....and stared at the sight....the sights....the so very slight
wretchings of Mike's impaled and tormented little sweat glistening body under
the total assault at both ends was drawing Devon into a frenzy of lust...of
need....of cock....of "F-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-K-K-K-K!" he screamed, as he launched
from a standing stop clearing the edge of the table and butt-planted his ass
on Mikey's heaving chest.

He prick-pistol whipped the kid's cock-eating face over and over and over
again.....and annnnd thennnnnnnnn....he looked into Connor's
face....and...waited. And then as Connor strained to get one more fucking inch down Mikey's
throat, Devon arched his back and lay his hardboy peter to the kid's
spluttering lips and shoved in under the top of Connor's dick which was in Mikey's
face backward from over his head!

Mike splutzed spit, and flem and blackboy precum seed as both dicks now lay
together, rutting over the kid's tongue while the wheezing toydude wretched
under the rammage of his ass from Baylor's gigantic ham-slammer!

Baylor was dripping streams of sweat down his cheeks onto both Mikey's
belly and Devon's back.

Devon got chills and shivered each time he felt the cooling streams slip
down into his tail crease.

Baylor was secure in his manhood and his sexuality, so he never minded of
doing what ever just came natural. It was then that he just lapped out that
wide pink rasper of a tongue and licked from Devon's balls right up his back
and tasting his own sweat that had poured off him.

Devon goose-skinned at the feel of man-tongue on his bareness. Sure he been
sucked off by the odd dudes now and again, and of course, Jamie had become
a right regular presence on his cock of late....but to be tongued by big
black Baylor.....ohhhhhhhhhh!

He shivered and shivered more when he felt it, and even more when he
thought of it while he buried his prick in Mikey's wide open skull!

Connor had given way for Devon to drive for throat pleasings this time.
Devon's lesser tool required him to get his whole torso closer in and Connor
gave him the space he needed without relinquishing the spot his frothing
blackly-purple headed cock had on Mike's tongue.

There's just a phenomenal thrill to doing the forbidden!

Devon swooned at the feel of Connor's hard prick ruffing up against his as
he drove and pummeled mouth count deep inside l'il Mikey.
"Uhhhhhhhuhhuhhhhhh!" Devon heaved and sighed. He'd never been this close to a guy in this
way....blowjobs or no. Mannnnn....rubbing your dick against another
dudes....whewwww!

He looked into Connor's eyes blurred from sensual tearing, not only from
the deeps he was getting, and the incredible ruffage against Connor, but from
Baylor who was now licking hard at his buttcrease!

It's true, though he never really had that much opportunity, Baylor seemed
to exhibit an uninhibited normal desire to partake of the vanilla maleness!

Back over at the sofa, a second trio of young dudes had taken over Jamie's
face hole, and one of the others had shifted Jamie to a diagonal position so
he could root his toes into the cushions of the sofa and get his prick up
into Jamie's ass with the max of comfort.

Oh man! Then they started to tag team. One guy fucking would hold his palm
up and out and the next guy would slap it and take position up inside the
ravaged Jamie.

Jamie's tears had long since dried up. His shame to be laid out like this
again and again in front of his own dick serf stepbrother was more than a
demented slaver should be expected to take.

Truth be known....there was no way poor Mikey could know anything going on
at the couch. He'd been serving two cock in his throat and one up his ass
for half an hour now. He must have been reaching the point where you
absolutely know you was borned with dick in both them places naturally!

It wasn't even an hour since the raiders piled into Mikey's living room
after school, and every dude had his dick sucked and plowed him some boy tail
already.

On his back with his legs in the air, Jamie was mortified to look up and
see his best friends from Oden, Chris and Andy....the 'Spike' twins reaming
his hole in tandem!

He couldn't believe they would shame him like this after their years
through school and all the good funs they shared. As it turned out, the Spikes
were pissed that Jamie sneaked out of town without a word to them....they were
having payback now. They didn't really think so hard on that since the tent
party when they all ganged his stepbrother. It seemed all normal conscience
barriers went down after that.....and right now, they were hump-fucking some
tail to get off fast as they could.

There were only two kids in Jame's facehole now....Jason had joined up with
Pete, the team equipment manager Jamie had been working with after classes
at the gym.

Baylor was letting out with some kind of primal groan as he let fly with
his fuckslop up into Mikey's toolbox.

"Errrllugghhhh!" he grunted as he buried all 11 inches to the balls and let
fly. He was heaving in sweat and spit and fuck and just couldn't get enough
of Mikey. It was a fuck for the gods!

Baylor floored the two dudes skulling Mikey when he burrowed his big black
face into Mike's pussyslot and sucked his fuck right out of the kid's
asshole!

"Ohhhhmannnnnn! I dun't....holy sheeeeee-iiiiiiit!" they seemed to squeal
in unison in such high pitched shrieks all the others except the ones
shooting off in Jamie, turned to see what was all the excitings.

With that big old smile all over Baylor, he hunged out his tongue and
opened wide showing his homies all of what he had sucked out of young Mikey.

Then he came 'round front of the table and with both Damon having replaced
Connor, and now Tyler, still inside Mike's head, Baylor let ooze with all
the cocksnot he sucked out of Mikey and droozed it down the cockslide of the
other boy's dicks and right down the kid's throat! It was masterful!

Taylor would be thinking of some alternative to pull off with Jamie without
having to suck ass....he'd get one of the other jerkoffs to eat his sperm
out of Jamie and then spit it back into the kid's faggot mouth.

Baylor took a break for a drink in the kitchen and then settled down on the
other side of the room to enjoy the ganging of his two favorite whitey's.

Josh took Jamie off the couch by his ankles and held him upside down having
him lick the tops of his feet as he walked him around the room.

Jason finally got Josh and Tyler out of Mikey and sat his toy ass onto his
dick while facing him holding him up by the arms, and dropped the kid's
upper body down to about waist level and walked him around the room while
pummel-pounding him as well. All the dudes were sitting around with soda, beer or
water watching the latest round of play.

Jase approached each dude where he was sitting and lowered Mikey's face
into their balls as each kid fed his cock into Mike's head.....when there was
enough slobber of prefuck and spit to create lip strings, Jase would pull
away leaving the strands to stretch till they broke.

Things were at fever again!

Jamie was now sucking, licking or chewing boy's sneakers, feet tops or toes
as he was hauled around the room upside down, with now Josh's cock up
inside the young doof's asshole.

'Round and 'round they went until Baylor and Taylor rose up to take it all
to the next level with everyone refreshed and ready for the re-ganging.

Tay had the two fuckserf doofs kneel next to each other with hands clasped
behind their backs.

"Uh-kay now, bros....lets line up and feed three fingers into each faggot's
mouth, one hand in each mouth....like 'isss, Taylor instructed.

" 'Iss is how you establish ownership, and whut's yer property. Slide the
fingers to the back of the mouth on the tongue pressing down just slightly.
Keep yur fag looking up into your eyes, and look square into his eyes. Make
them know you own them!"

Taylor looked down at Mike and Jamie as he eased the fingers up high and
out so the kids had to bend their faces up toward the ceiling before they'd be
able to release Taylor's fingers.

Oh mannn! Priceless!

The strings of spit glimmered in the afternoon sunlight off the ends of
Taylor's fingertips. He leaned into each boy's turned up face and put a point
on the lesson. He spit into both their mouths!

That laid out the scene. One after the other, each of the raiders stood
before the kneeling teenboys and fingered their tongues, spitting in their
mouths, too.

"Diss is jus' the b'ginnin'....some ones of us is gonna be back tuh see yuh
ev'ry day the rest'a yuh lives!" Taylor growled. "Somes times we gonna be
staying overnight here....and other times yu gonna be staying wit us in
Oden....and dat's 'a way it's gonna be! Got it? GOTIT!!!!????

The quivering boys stammered, "Y-Y-Y-Y-Y-Y-EHHHHHSSSSSIR!"

"Yuh be here...ev'ry day....right here in the middle of 'iss room," Taylor
said pointing at the floor. Yu be nekked and on ya butts with yur legs up,
twats spread out wide and facin' at thuh doorway beatin' yer meat hard till
we come wit customers to pay yer bills yu owe us....or jus' to be kind to yer
masters. GOTIT!!????"

"Y-Y-Y-Y-Y-Y-EHHHHHSSSSSIR!" the kids quaked out an answer again.

"We'll be settin' up webcams for yuh to do 'chores' for our payin' viewers,
too, and maybe we'll be selling some underwears," Taylor informed.

"Oh, and it seems yu faggots was plannin' a party Saturday....and we ain't
got invited. Wellllllllllllll....we invited NOW! We all bein' here. Plan on
spending lotsa time in that glory hole box we found all decorated nice in
the garage. Yer new school mates is gonna be real happy wif yu Jamie my sweet
queerboi!" Taylor continued to shatter their lives.

Jon and Josh were the two dudes from the 2d Floor Bathroom gang that took
care making sure Jamie made his payments. If they couldn't get cash, they
managed something to cover the day's 'expenses' for the six member gang headed
by Taylor. They had scoured the house for appropriate payment, and selected
a series of 'puter games from the kids' room that would more than make up
for the days since Jamie had last been to Oden school and paid his suck and
fuck 'tax'.

Clothes didn't really cut it with them...as it was, they usually had Jamie
flush his socks, boxers and tee in the commodes upstairs at school after
he'd eaten of sufficient cock and cumshoot. And of course, they flushed his
head in toilet as well before they left. They liked to get his head in the
water up to his ears upside down, and piss along the sides of his face before
they'd flush the swirley. Yeh, and they pissed on his pants and in his sneaks.


On to the next.....Taylor was taking hold of Jamie, back upside down by the
feet and following Baylor down the hall to the bedrooms. Jamie's head was
dragging the floor as they went.

Baylor scored the kid's room, and laid Mikey on his own bed for the first
time since Jamie had come to live with him. "Yuh needs tuh be fucked boy. Yuh
needs to be FUCKED....really FUCKED....AND BLACKED!" Baylor wants tuh be
yuh daddy....fer aww times now....evvy day....alla days!" His first finger was
joined by the next as it digged into the slime Baylor and all the other
dudes had left up there not too long ago.

Mikey's back arched up and Baylor's third finger wormed through his lower
parts while Baylor bit Mikey's cockhead and then chewed his scrotum. He gave
Mikey a new thrill of thrills when his teeth clamped hard on the taint
between his balls and his hole. "Eeeeeeeeyuhhh!" he screeled.

"Yes....yes....that's right baby. Scream for yo' daddy!"

Baylor gripped hard and deep up inside Mikey and literally lifted him by
his hole! He planted the kid's toes to the wall behind the bed, and turned to
face away from it as he sank his truncheon to the balls down through Mikey.
As he slammed hard into the flat of the kid's fully spread asscheeks, and
their sweaty tails meshed and separated like pieces of velcro, Baylor had
visions of fucking Mikey till he was a smooth flat piece of soft and mooshy
boyskins! OMG! It made him crazy. He needed more and more ass and and and and
and F-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-U-C-K-K-K-K-K-K!!!!!

The others were coming into the bedroom to see the new act of this
teenfuckganza!!

Around the bed they spread, some kneeling in and others sitting. The kids
were so drawn to the masterfully exacted fuck-eration, they couldn't keep
their hands off the both of the players.

Ten-twelve hands were plying the sweated flesh and black of Baylor in all
places.....up his massive thighs, his balls....some were feeling his cock as
it drove down into the folded up Mikey. They were tranced at the site of
Mikey's inner hole skins being drawn out along the black of Baylor's cock. Them
skins were gripping at that big manboy meat for dear life!

Others were feeling of Mikey's ravaged skins, cock, balls, nipples....there
were fingers in the kid's mouth....then a cock...then another cock.

Two dudes eased their fingers though his asshole alongside Baylor's masher.

It was incredible. The boys' cocks were all bobbing on hard, and drizzing
prefuck sauce into puddles on their legs, each other's bodies and onto the
bedcovers.

In the other room, Taylor was massaging Jamie's body into the spread on his
father's bed. With his two huge, strong hands, Taylor was literally mashing
Jamie into the mattress.

The kid grunted, groaned and cried out with every pressure packed vice like
squeeze to his parts that made him feel there was no doubt that he would be
broken into small pieces before this was over.

"T-T-Tay------l-l-lor....pleeeeeeeeeeze.....!" Jamie cried out.

'SMACK! SMACK!' Taylor wailed the back of Jame's head.

"Don'tchu dare ever call my name! Fuckin' faggot! No faggot uses my name!
You will eat me! You will fuck for me! You will serve me! But......NEVER
 NEVER call my name!!!!"

Silence filled the room except for the scrunchings coming from the tortured
kid's mouth as his body was rearranged from the inside out!

The kids that didn't join Baylor and Mike were filtering in an around
Taylor and Jamie.

There was a lot more reservation among these dudes. There was nothing,
absolutely nothing not to fear in Taylor.

None of them wanted to be Jamie, so they treaded lightly. But the scent of
fuck.....the pure lust, raging sex need, and yes....the beat down of another
kid....it all drew them to scenes like this none the same.

The Spike twins made sure they sat up at the head of the bed so Jamie could
see they were for sure no friends of his as they watched Taylor debase him
before all of them.

Taylor pulled Jame's blond crewcut head back till his neck was all veins
and sinews and shoved his cock through his gullet and choked him up with his
massive meatpole.

He yanked out and shoved it back in ten more times. The spit slop poured
over it and out of Jame's mouth each time, lubing it up so fine for the butt
fucking Taylor to glide his plunger up inside the young dude till only the
width of his pelvis stopped him from going in any further.

He surely didn't have to lube it so it wouldn't hurt Jame as much....no
fucking way! One thing about Taylor....when he was into fuck....he was in it
for comfort. He wanted just the right tightness in his pussy, but he liked the
kind of slippery gliding friction a nice face fuck could ply to his prick.

He sometimes substituted cum, but that took too much pre-planning...like
bringing a loaded rubber along, or from another fucking.

Anyways, this was now! He needed fuck....and he needed 'glide'....Jamie's
mouth would do just fine. It has to be noted that he looked around the bed at
the other faces watching and feeling of the soon to be fucking duo. He
looked hard at Jason's face....Taylor's cock would have fit nicely down his
throat as well. Hmmmmm! Jason might better be on his guard back at school. With
Jamie no longer there during classes....Taylor needed servicing.

The other kids were grabbing at their throats as they watched in horror at
the distending in Jamie's throat as Taylor's prick diappeared through his
swollen lips and down his neck!

They fidgeted nervously in their places as they watched that hog drive,
faster, harder and deeper every time he rammed the fucking kid's facehole!

Finally satisfied that he had enough glide on his pile driver, Taylor
yanked the kid's face off his cock and threw his head down into the bed,
"Ooommphhf!" Swiftly moving into place, Taylor kneed his puppycunt's legs apart and
eased himself over his prey sliiding his purpled cockhead down into Jamie's
prostrate body.....the kids all could hear the air "phweeze" out of the
deflating Jamie as it was replaced with three pounds of prick! and out, and
in....and out and deeper! and out and harder! and reaming! ravaging! pounding!
pummeling! thrusting! jerking! yanking! twisting! wrenching! 'Thwfwucchhh!
Thwffwucccck! Thwfwucchhh!"

Every kid's butt was squeezing itself in and out in sympathy with Jamie's
asshole.

Every kid's breath was short if not totally caught in his throat.

It was a clinic in toy-teen-tail-fuck!

"FUCKYOUBITCH!" Taylor roared over the sweat-sopped, flattened pinky-white
teen skins.

Spittle bubbled at Jamie's lips....some as large as gum bubbles....and they
popped almost as quickly as they formed, but it all turned to drooling
spittle slop running down his chin into the spread underneath his face.

Taylor grabbed onto the nape of Jame's neck and yanked his head up while he
rut-banged his ass so hard the covers flopped up around the ravaged boy.
"Gethcher ass unnerneet' his face asshole. Get suck! DO IT NOW!!!" Taylor
growled at the nearest kid to Jamie's face. It turned out to one of Jamie's best
friends, Ryan.

The feared up kid couldn't move fast enough to get his cock under Jamie's
face.

Jame's face saddened all up all over again when he looked into Ry's face
with his head yanked up high by Taylor, so hard that his breathing was
strained, and his neck burned.

Taylor pressed Jamie's face onto Ry's dick which he was whipping up hard.
When Ry sighed and threw back his head with the pleasure of the hot mouth and
swolled up tongue working his fevered peter, it was another sadness for the
beaten Jamie.

Tay rammed the kid's head down to drive Ryan's cock through his throat!
Ryan squealed in delight! His mind wandered and he had playback of the tent
party at Jame's house when Jame's stepbro, Mikey, laid across three boys' laps
and had his mouth fitted to teen cock after teen cock just before they
milked the cum out of him till he screamed!

Taylor's wicked grin revealed the pleasure it gave him when heard that
telltale, "GUHWULCCCHFF!" He loved the bleat from when a cock is being swallowed.

Before Ry got a chance to get off in Jame's mouth, Taylor whipped the kid
around and had Jamie on his shoulders being held by the ankles by two of the
kids. Facing the foot of the bed, Taylor re-inserted his fuckthrobber
drawing the pleasing screels from Jamie. His boy hole was being worn through!

He'd been plowed by every dude in the house already and there was no end in
sight!

"Uhff! Upphf! Uhpphhch!" was all the folded up young teen could muster, as
his spit kept bubbling from his lips, and a new kid, Trevor, bent over his
face on orders from Taylor to "ream some skull!"

Soon, the fucking teens were on their sides with Tay executing a scissor
fuck on Jame....and then he dropped Jamie off the foot of the bed onto his
shoulders, with his butthole up right at the edge of the mattress and Taylor's
cock deeply imbedded within. Taylor exercised partial knee squats while
seated on the bottom edge of the bed to plow his toyboy treasure to insensibilty!

It was matter of course now for a dude to get his cock into Jamie's mouth
as soon as the new position of fuck was established in Jamie by Taylor.

Taylor was soon groaning his seed shot into the waif of a kid on the floor,
his face all flushed and sweated with yet another boy's cock stuck up into
it.

Taylor squatted over Jamie's cockfucked face and wiped his spent,
ass-slimed pecker across the kid's nose, eyes and hairs.....then left the room.

It was a feeding frenzy as the five other kids scrambled to get the kid off
the floor and back on the bed where they could work his face and ass
pussies to their pleasure max.

In the other bedroom, Baylor was lying on his back now, with Mikey impaled
of his black pud of death!

Five of the other kids were standing around them on the bed, turning
Mikey's ass around in circles while lifting and lowering him in rapid fire self
fucking strokes to please Baylor who in all his glory, had his arms folded
behind his head....cock at fever pitch.....and white boys in service all around
him! Could life get any better than this??!

It was closing in one 4:30, and the dudes wanted to be out of the house
before any 'rents came home.

Taylor was screaming from another room for the kids to get the "faggots in
the bathroom right quick!"

While Baylor waited until he got his nut, "Uh! Uhh! Ooompphhh! Yahhhh!
Fucking honkyboi queer! Take it, dickboy! TAKEITTTTTTTT!!!!

As Baylor slumped back onto Jamie's bedpillow, he motioned for others to
get the kid's ass out to Taylor.

In the bathroom, Jamie was already laying on his belly in the tub where
Taylor had the other boys place him.

Jame's toes were over the drain, and his face was lying on his left cheek
facing toward the outer room.

Taylor was straddlng him, with his feet against his waist.

"Turn yur face up to me faggot!" More....MORE goddam it!" Taylor barked.

It was just then that four of the kids were hauling Mikey in there, two
under his armpits, and the others holding his ankles up.

Taylor held a hand up for them to hold up until he gave them the word. He
held his cock in position and let fly with a nice full bodied stream of horse
piss right square into Jamie's upturned mouth!

"Splufftt! Siffissht! Sluwuluck!" Ha. Taylor always smiled when his
playtool gagged. That last spluffer from Jamie indicated he was choking from the
overload in his throat. Taylor liked to have his slaves keep the piss and cum
in their mouths without swallowing until he allowed it.

Jame's mouth was full to the brim with Tay's piss, overflowing his lips.
His teeth looked like they were floating! Beautiful!

Taylor finished streaming his golden waters down the rest of Jame's
stretched out form and then stepped out of the tub and sat on the edge, motioning
for the others to bend Mikey's face down to suck the piss off his legs and
feet where it ran down and splashed off Jamie.

Mikey licked ravenously to please his master.

Taylor nodded for the others to then lower Mikey into the tub on top of his
stepbrother.

He told Mikey to lick Jamie's piss-mouth.

"Now hump yer stepbro, faggot. Let him feel yur tool in his ass
smile....yehhhhh work it up till yuh get hard, queenie....then drive it up his ass!"

It seemed months before Mikey was hard enough to get into Jamie....but he
did it. Jamie was crying inside himself. His shame was immeasurable to be
taken by his very own fuckslave. The other kids were only casually aware that
Jamie "owned" Mikey, but there was no real knowledge. That they had all
ganged him at the tent party, notwithstanding.

He made the stepbros swap under and over positions while keeping Mike's
dick in Jame.

He wanted Mikey laying in the spent piss is all. The 'thwucking' sound of
humping in piss dregs was a thrill to Taylor. Then Taylor ordered the
ultimate debasement of Jamie. He said, "Piss up into yur stepbro faggot...."

He wasn't going to let Mikey get his nut, and he wanted him to piss into
Jamie.

The kids were swarmed now around the bathtub wall to watch the stepbrothers
do each other.

Jamie stared up at the others in all his shame as his bro boy streamed up
into his hole. The golden waters drizzed out over Mike's thighs and between
his legs adding more golden slop to to that left by Taylor.

"Get up on yur knees dweebs," Taylor demanded. "Uhkay, now tongue each
other's mouth. DO IT!" he screamed.

The echos off the tile made the barked orders scare the kids out of their
yellowed skins.

There they both were, brothers in arms sucking face, and swallowing for
each other's tongue. Now they were reaching for each other's asshole and balls
to play with, and gasping for air and shorting up of breath.

"Now make love, queerbait! Get down on yer bro and love him all up," Taylor
ordered Mikey pushing him around til he was positioned on top of Jame and
they were kissing and licking each other's face while humping against each
other.

He ordered the others to piss on the pair while they made sex to their
bodies. "Piss their faces first then into the asshole and between their legs and
over their feet. Soak the bitches!"

Three at a time the kids lined up along the wall of the tub and
piss-drenched the brothers while they lay sucking their piss-sopped faces and mouths.

It seemed like hours the boys had lay in that tub eating of theirselves in
the piss of twelve other teens.

The piss had swelled to half way up along the side of Jamie's thigh as he
lay there taking and giving mouth muscle from and to his stepbrother.

They dare not look up. Taylor was one mean bastard if they looked at him
while he tormented them.


"WHUT THE FUCK????!!!!


THEIR DAD!

The boys were totally silent....motionless....except for their writhing
into each another which they couldn't seem to stop, slopping in gallons of piss!

Ed stared.....he looked around the mess of the room....the dripped piss
streaks on the side of tub and puddled on the outer floor tile.

He'd already seen the mess throughout the house.

There were beer and soda cans all over the place....wet fuck and spit spots
on nearly everything.....

and.....


and.....


....and a manly hardon in his pants!!!!!


Gawd.....he pushed his balled fist against the root of his cock and rubbed
it down inside his boxers. The sight of the naked boys....in their shining
wetness....made him
s-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-o fucking h-a-r-d!

How he needed it right now! MIKEY! how he'd enjoyed all those times since
the pick-up game in the driveway with Mike's uncle and their neighbor Tom.
Annnnnnd, Jamie.....!
Ohhhh! No! N-o-o-o-o-o! He'd never....with Jamie. He'd never....with his
son....not with his own son! The boy of his loins....of his seed....his
need....all those years ago.....and....NOW!

He trembled straining to turn the shower water on while he pulled the
stopper out of the tub.

He stripped his pants off so he could kneel by the tub and cupped his hands
into the piss and drank of boys' piss that been showered on both, and into
one of the boys....piss of boys he didn't know....

He sucked up handful after handful. His cock grew harder and harder and
stuck through his fly up against the cold piss-wet of the tubwall.

He rose shakily, his insides quakling from the forbidden needs and lust of
what he knew he had to have....Mikey.....Jamie.....but the house....the
mess....his wife....

He went for a towel and pulled Mikey off Jame.

He turned him around under the shower and then lifted him out to be wrapped
in the towel.

He did the same with Jamie and then opened Mikey's towel and put Jamie in
it and rubbed the boys down and up and dried them.

He carried them with arms wrapped around them as they stood together to
their bedroom.

He ran to his own room which he shared with Mikey's mother, his second wife
(he was divorced from Jamie's mom), and pulled the spread off the bed.

At first he was going to wipe the smeg of boy fuck down with cleaner....but
then his mind whirled and he dizzied up as he pulled the cloth to his mouth
and licked it off instead. Whewww! He almost passed out! Then he wiped it
with cleaner spray and ran to the dryer to clean it with dry cleaning stuff
from the laundry room.

He ran back up to get the boys to help clean the living and dining rooms.

He took care of the cleaners that needed to be used and got the hair dryer
to dry spots after they'd been licked and then wiped free of cock drek and
boy spit.

The boys got the cans and wiped the table and ran the trash bags to the
garage.

Tom, their neighbor who'd enjoyed Mikey more than once, was shooting
streams of cock sauce down the wall under the window where he watched the naked
kids as they hustled their cute little bare butts and swinging dicks back and
forth to the garage.

Tom was all crazed from before when after he came home from work he saw the
12 marauders leaving Mikey's house, and got the thrill of seeing handsome
Connor and Damon balls naked carrying their clothes along with the other half
dressed kids to the cars at the curb.


Back in the house, air freshener was brought out, the windows opened and
the microwave fan turned on to get the scent of boy fuck out of the rooms.

Ed called his wife at work and told her he was taking her out to their fave
restaurant, just the two of them, and was getting the boys' dinner himself
right then.  He'd meet her downtown after she finished up at six.

With hands on both boys' necks, they walked the entire house slowly to make
sure nothing was missed. A few things were spied by each of them and after
one more tour, they slapped hands in pleasure at their accomplishments.

He told them that while he was out with the mom, they were to get their own
dinner, but now he was walking both boys back to their bedroom....the boys
scrambled up on the bed, so relieved that their shame was not going to be
visited on them by the dad. Jamie didn't even think about the fact that Mikey
was back up on his own bed right then.

Ed might fully find out about all this sometime, but he knew some of the
background of Jamie's troubles at Oden.....after all that was the reason he
had transferred in the first place.....but now....

His boxers slid to his feet and he stepped out of them as he took his shirt
off. He kneeled to the bed with the boys. His cock was so hard, the fragile
skin around it hurt. His man prick stood tall against his belly as he sat
back on his heels at the middle of the bed. There was glob of shimmering
prefuck in the crease of the head. His boys leaned into him and his large hands
cupped their necks and eased their heads down......

It would be a long time before the boys would be released from their need
of the tingling heat of friction fire from the deep inner hole massage of hot
cock!


				  THE END


     Thanks for reading the Mikey series. We all hope you loved it as much
as we did living it in the pages of Nifty.

Jarrod, Mikey and Jamie

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