Date: Tue, 16 Mar 2004 12:13:04 -0800
From: derek phillips <derekph@att.net>
Subject: NAUGHTY BOBBY
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NAUGHTY BOBBY
I work construction during the day and go to school nights and weekends,
and one day my boss asked me to baby-sit his teenage son Bobby while he
and his wife were away for the weekend. I had seen the boy checking me
out a couple of times when he came to see his dad at one of our work
sites. I usually work stripped to the waist, and he'd shown a lot of
interest in my big juicy pecs, made excuses to talk to me, then stared at
my big nipples and licked his lips nervously, so I agreed to stay with
the kid because I was curious how far his interest went. He seemed a
little old to need a sitter, but my boss offered to pay me well, so I
said yes.
Bobby was 15, with long surfer-style blond hair, a dark tan, and a really
nice body for a kid his age. When I showed up Saturday morning he was
wearing nothing but a pair of very low-slung shorts - the top of his blond
bush was showing - and from the way he looked shyly at me I could tell he
wanted me to see what he looked like, and hoped I would like it. I liked
it a lot. I was wearing skimpy cutoffs and a tanktop. I had just finished
working out, so my muscles were pumped and sexy, and Bobby's eyes raked
my body hungrily. My cock throbbed and started to rise, and I grinned and
winked, and he blushed and looked away.
I'm 19, and in excellent shape, so I'm used to having other guys check me
out, and when they have the looks and build to equal my own, I often
check them out in return, and get more than my share of blowjobs and
tight hot asses to fuck. I guess I'm bisexual, but I hate labels. I like
it with girls, guys turn me on too, and I prefer to think of it as I'm
just hot and horny and willing to get my rocks off any way I can. I'll do
just about anything, so long as it feels good, and that has included some
pretty kinky shit, but that weekend ended up in a class by itself.
Bobby was a hot little number, so if he was looking for an opportunity to
explore my muscles, I was ready to give it to him. Then if he showed an
interest in something more, that would be fine too. He probably just
wanted to suck my cock, he looked too young to be into fucking yet. I
figured he was like my blowjob buddy Trevor.
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Trevor lived in my apartment building. He was a year older than Bobby,
and he used to hang around me whenever he could, like when I lay out by
the pool to work on my tan, he'd be there too, not right next to me, but
close enough to watch me, and I had fun teasing him by groping myself and
getting my cock hard and when I was sure he was staring at it I'd look up
and catch him, and then grin and slide my hand inside my Speedo and give
my boner a nice long massage, and his eyes would go wide and he'd jump up
and run back to his place and I pictured him dashing to his room and
collapsing on the bed and jerking off madly as he remembered seeing my
huge hard cock clearly outlined though the tight stretchy fabric of my
skimpy bikini.
The next time I saw him by the pool I would lie on my stomach and pull
the back of my Speedo up into my crack so my ass was totally bare, then
flex my ass cheeks, grinding my cock into the lounge, fucking my towel,
and I could practically hear the boy panting with lust as he stared at my
bare ass and pictured my hard cock rubbing against the webbing beneath
me.
Sometimes when there was no one but me and Trevor around, I would take
some of my weights out by the pool and do a light workout there for the
boy's benefit, spend an hour pumping myself up slowly wearing nothing but
a thong, flex and pose and caress my bare muscles and glance at him and
smile innocently every now and then as he sat and watched and drooled.
Trevor was a hot little number, too, short and dark with a slim body, a
swimmer's build, cute and sexy and shy. He lived with his mother, who
worked full time to support the two of them, and was off trying to get
laid when she wasn't working, so Trevor was alone there a lot.
One day Trevor knocked on my door, and when I opened it he thrust a video
tape at me, and when I took it he turned and ran. He hadn't said a word.
I shrugged and closed my door and looked at the tape. It was labeled
"DEREK" in neatly printed capital letters, and I grinned ruefully. I
couldn't imagine what was on it, but the only way to find out was to play
it. I popped it into my VCR and flopped down on the couch and picked up
the remote.
Half a minute into the tape I realized that Trevor owned a cam-corder,
and was damned good at using it without being seen. I fast-forwarded to
see how much there was, then rewound and watched it at regular speed in
stunned amazement. He had over an hour of footage of me: me leaving the
building to get in my car and go to work, me coming into the building
after work, me walking down the hall, me checking my mail, me in the
laundry room, and me by the pool. There was a LOT of footage of me by the
pool, and he'd used the zoom lens a lot on those parts, getting real
tight close-ups of my face, and my bulging crotch when I got it hard to
tease him, and my bare ass when I flashed that at him, and my big hard
pecs and hard rippled abs, and my baseball-sized biceps, and my thick,
muscular thighs. There was no part of my body the cute teenager hadn't
worshipped with his lens, and I was amazed how much I had actually shown
him, I'd been more uninhibited and revealing than I realized. He had a
few shots of my bare cock and balls poking out between my legs as I lay
face down sunning, others of the big swollen head of my dick poking out a
leg hole as I adjusted myself, even one segment of me jerking off by the
pool!
That jerkoff scene really shocked me, I'd had no clue I could be seen.
I'd been lying in the sun, hot and horny after my workout, and I'd turned
face down on the lounge chair and hooked the waistband of my Speedo under
my balls and pushed my towel aside so I could poke my erection down
through the webbing of the lounge chair and then reach underneath and
jerk off. I had thought I was being so casual and unobtrusive, no one
would see. I'd taken my time and worked myself to the edge of popping my
nuts three or four times, stroking myself for awhile, then taking my hand
away from my cock and grinding my pelvis into the chair for a while, then
slipping my hand down there again and working myself to the edge, and
eventually I blasted a huge load all over the pool deck, my arousal
intensified by the fact that I was, after all, jerking off right out in
the open, but so totally sure no one could see what I was doing. Trevor
had seen, and got it all in living color.
Trevor's video of me was hot stuff, and I got hard looking at it, there
was no mistaking what the boy used this tape for. I pulled my cock out
and was lying back and stroking myself while I watched Trevor's tape on
my couch. I was just about to cum when there was another knock on the
door. I jerked back to reality and jumped up, stuffing my erection back
in my pants with great difficulty. My hand was wet from the precum and
saliva I had been rubbing all over the head of my cock as I jerked off,
and I licked the sticky mess off quickly before wiping my hand dry on the
seat of my pants to open the door.
It was Trevor. "Did you watch it?" he demanded. I looked back towards the
TV, where the tape was still playing. I'd only watched about twenty
minutes, and it couldn't be more than half an hour since he'd delivered
it to me.
"Uh, yeah, some of it," I stammered. I was embarrassed, both because he'd
been able to shoot all that hot footage of me without my ever knowing,
and because I was getting off looking at it. The boy glanced down at my
crotch and saw my hard cock showing through my levis. He grinned.
Suddenly, Trevor didn't seem like the painfully shy little kid I had
taken him for.
"Can I come in?" he asked, and I stepped aside, and he walked past me and
sat on the couch. I closed the door and joined him. The tape was still
playing, featuring some really great shots of my pecs. I couldn't believe
he had shot all this incredibly graphic footage of me without my knowing
it! Or that I was such a total flaming exhibitionist, some of the shots
were pretty raunchy, even when I wasn't showing my hardon. I admit I was
a bit proud too, that I looked so good on film.
"Your body is totally awesome," the boy said matter-of-factly as we sat
and watched the tape.
"Thanks," I said. We sat there staring at the screen, featuring shots of
my bare ass. I was spreading my cheeks apart with my hands, flashing my
asshole at the camera. I didn't even remember doing that. There had to be
a thong in there somewhere, but it sure wasn't concealing anything. That
segment was pretty sexy, and my cock swelled back to full erection, after
wilting a little from the interruption.
I felt something touch my leg and pulled my eyes away from the TV screen
to find the cute teenager looking nervously at my face as he slowly
brushed his hand over my thigh. When I didn't move or say anything, he
got bolder, and actually let his hand rub my thigh through the thick
denim of the levis I was wearing. I still didn't do anything, so he
slowly slid his hand up to my crotch and groped my boner. I moaned
softly. I was so turned on I could have popped my nuts just from what he
was doing then, but he took his hand away and looked at me.
"I want to see it. Show it to me," the boy said urgently.
I glanced around, sure suddenly that the kid had his camera set up
somewhere nearby, was getting all this too on film, but there was no way.
He had finally had enough of the pictures, he wanted the real thing. I
stared into the kid's dark, hypnotic eyes. I didn't know why I was
obeying him, but I felt like I had to. I guess it was partly the sense of
danger, the fact that I knew I shouldn't have exposed myself to him the
way I had, I shouldn't have teased him with my body, knowing he wanted
it. And now the danger was the thrill of sex with a kid, even though he
was only two years younger than I, he seemed like a child to me. This was
wrong, but I had to do it, I was so aroused I was trembling, and my balls
were churning, my cock was oozing so hard my briefs felt like they were
soaked. I looked at Trevor, unable to take my eyes from his. I had to do
what he told me. My hands went to my waist and opened the snap there,
then lowered my fly, then I lifted my hips and pushed my pants down to my
knees, then pushed my briefs down as well. My cock was rock hard, and
flopped up and hit me in the belly. A big string of precum flew out, and
hit me across the cheek. I gasped ecstatically, my eyes still locked to
Trevor's.
"Your shirt, too," he said in the same low insistent voice, and I had to
obey. I pulled my tight tee shirt over my head and tossed it aside,
waiting to be told what to do next. I was sitting there naked while
little Trevor stared and licked his lips nervously and thought about what
came next. The tape continued to play, with shots of my legs now. This
kid was really in love with my muscles.
Trevor reached out and started running his hands over my bare pecs,
touching them gently, almost reverently. He seemed afraid to touch my
nipples at first, watching my face, still seeming nervous, as at last he
touched the muscles he had worshipped with his camera.
"It's OK," I said, my voice deep and hoarse and strange. "Go ahead. You
can do anything you want to." I needed the kid as bad as he needed me
right then.
The boy rubbed my pecs harder, then leaned forward and stuck out his
tongue and licked my nipple. It felt like electricity had shot through my
entire body. I gasped, I had never felt anything so erotic. Trevor jerked
away and looked fearfully at me. I took his hand and put it back on my
chest and nodded. He leaned forward again and put his entire mouth on my
nipple and sucked it gently. I gasped again, my nipple had never felt so
exquisitely sensitive, so totally erotic, like it was wired straight to
my cock and balls, which were throbbing and oozing. I took one of
Trevor's hands and guided it down my torso, over my abs to the head of my
huge cock, which reached well above my navel.
"It's OK," I repeated. "Do it. Please." I was feeling an urgency, almost
a desperation - he had to touch my cock. He had to suck on it.
The boy took his mouth away from my big hard pecs to look at what his
hand was now touching, the enormous head and shaft of my giant cock. I've
got ten inches, and it's thick, and most guys have never even seen one
that big, let alone touched it. Even straight guys are fascinated by it,
I've had some at the gym approach me to ask if I want to mess around a
little, guys I know are totally straight arrows, but they can't keep
their minds off my cock once they've seen it hard, until they feel it and
see it shoot. I guess you could call me an exhibitionist, I like to
fantasize about hot sex as I'm stripping my workout gear off and
showering at the gym, and my cock gets hard and I walk around that way
and I can feel all the envious stares. Some guys even want to suck it,
there's just something about its huge size and perfect shape and
proportions that makes it irresistible.
There was a guy just last week, I could feel his eyes on me as I stripped
for my shower in the locker room. I was flaunting my awesome body and
huge erect cock, getting off on his furtive looks, but he was embarrassed
to be caught watching me, so I went up to him and grinned and said "Like
what you see?" and he frowned and said "That's disgusting, how can you
walk around like that, it's.. it's... obscene!"
He spat that word out like it was poisonous, and I just grinned and
reached out and took his hand and put it on my cock and said "I know. I
hate when it does this. Maybe you can help me make it behave." I was
staring into his eyes, and his mouth went slack and his eyes got a glazed
look and his hand closed around my erection and held it and I said "Go
ahead, you know you want it," and he looked down and moaned and slowly
sank to his knees and started licking it and I said "Open wide" and he
did. I shoved it into his mouth and fucked his face until my cock
erupted and I held him down on it while I filled his mouth with my
ejaculation and then I pulled it out and left him kneeling there
whimpering and gagging while I walked into the shower room.
Trevor was too young and new at this to know how special the cock he was
starting to explore now was, and his next few encounters with other guys
were going to be disappointments until he figured that out. He stared in
awe at my rock hard pole, it was pulled up flat and hard against my
belly, its tip leaking sex, its head big and purple and enticing.
"It's so big," he said quietly. He touched it gently, rubbing his soft
fingers slowly up the shaft, then feeling the soft spongy meat of the
head, touching the clear sticky fluid oozing from the hole, rubbing that
around a little, then lifting his finger to his mouth and licking it to
taste my juice.
"Suck it," I told the boy, feeling more and more desperate to feel his
mouth on my cock. "Suck my big dick."
He looked up at me as though dazed. I nodded at him, and he leaned down
slowly and buried his nose in my pubic hair and breathed in, smelling me,
then lifted his head and stuck out his tongue and licked the big head of
my cock, first very tentatively, barely letting his tongue touch it, then
a little more surely, liking the way it felt and tasted, the smooth warm
unfamiliar but incredibly alluring flesh of my male organ. I reached my
hand down and placed it gently on the back of the boy's head, stroking
it.
"That's good," I said, "keep that up, go ahead, it's all yours." I wanted
him to really suck me, but was afraid I'd scare the boy away if I rushed
him.
Most guys want to get as much as they can of my huge cock down their
throats as fast as they can. They've all had blowjobs at least, and they
think they know how one should be done. They believe it doesn't qualify
as a real blowjob unless the cocksucker takes every millimeter down his
throat and grinds his nose into the cock owner's pubic hairs. That's
bullshit, of course, but I like doing it and having it done to me, it's
so wanton and slutty and such a turnon. I like to take a huge hard cum-
oozing cock so deep in my throat that I'm choking, surrender my will to
some other stud's need to dominate me and subjugate me with his big cock,
suck him and choke on him and make him beg me to take it deeper and then
swallow on the huge spongy head and make him gasp and moan and beg me to
take it still deeper and finally make him pop his nuts in my throat while
I drink his hot sticky load. And I love it when a guy tries to take all
of mine, gags on me and yet keeps trying, it makes me hotter not just
because it feels good but because it says he's a slave to my big cock.
Trevor didn't know about any of that yet, and if I tried to get him to
swallow my cock he'd probably run in terror. I leaned back and let him
take his time. The boy's unsureness and inexperience made the situation
much more arousing, rather than less. It was obvious I was his first, and
I felt honored to be the one to give him his first taste of a man's cock.
He licked slowly, his eyes closed, just licking it and feeling it with
his fingers.
"It's so big," he breathed reverently again. I could tell he was hooked.
"Suck on the end of it," I told him, dying to feel those soft virgin male
lips close around my ultra-sensitive cock head. "Take it into your mouth
and suck on it." The boy looked up at me again - I still had one hand on
the back of his head and was gently urging him down on my cock. My other
hand was working one of my nipples, pinching and twisting and squeezing
it. Trevor was staring at my pecs, hypnotized by the big sexy knobs on my
big hard pecs. It was clear he was still afraid of my cock, it was so
big, so overwhelming to someone who had never seen anything like it
before. I decided to change course.
"Here, come on," I said softly, pulling the boy up onto my chest and
guiding his mouth to one of my big hard pecs. He was stretched out on top
of me, still clothed while I was completely naked, and I rubbed my bare
erection against his still-clothed body, while he rubbed his hard cock
against my belly through his pants.
"Suck on it," I told him. "And don't be gentle, suck it hard, and it's ok
to use your teeth a little, just don't bite it off."
With a little more coaching Trevor was soon a really good pec sucker, he
really got into it once he learned how far he could go, and that his
efforts would be rewarded with sounds of gratitude and arousal when he
did it right. He liked to hear me grunt and groan and urge him on.
"OH! Yeah, kid! That's it. Harder! Suck it good! Unghh! Now bite it,
chew on it, make it hurt! Yeah! Oh Yeah! Harder! Oh baby, that's awesome,
suck my pecs, baby, suck em good!"
Somehow I undressed Trevor while he was working on my pecs, I'm sure he
didn't do it himself, and I don't remember doing it either, but before
long he was naked, and I was feeling his tight naked little boy butt with
one hand while I guided his head with the other. His ass felt awesome in
my hands as I rubbed it and squeezed it and he sucked my pecs like he was
in heaven. I fingered his crack and even rubbed his tight hot virgin
hole, but I knew he was nowhere near ready for that. He was moaning and
sucking and making sexy whimpering noises that were getting me even
hotter. He wanted my muscles so bad, and it turned me on incredibly that
he was so obsessed with my body. My cock was throbbing and oozing and the
precum was making us both slippery as he moved around sexily on my naked
body. I decided the boy had had enough time to get used to the idea of
sucking my cock, and I pushed him back down to my groin, pushed his head
lower and lower until his mouth met the head of my erection again. This
time he started using his full pouty lips on it, kissing it and nibbling
at it, and I urged him on.
"That's it, kid, go ahead, don't be afraid of it, just open your mouth
and suck on it, just the head, watch your teeth, see if you can get the
whole head inside your mouth and then suck on it. Just suck it, just a
little."
I was getting desperate now for the kid to take the thing into his mouth.
Even just the head was going to be a challenge, but he could do it if he
tried. He kept licking it and feeling it, working the shaft with both
hands, but he held back from taking it into his mouth. I was stroking his
soft smooth body all over, he was stretched out naked on the couch beside
me now, and I was feeling crazy with lust for him. I decided if he
wouldn't suck me, I would suck him, if mine was the first cock he had
sucked, that meant no one had ever sucked his before either. I wanted to
show him how good it could feel.
"Wait," I said. "Get up," and I nudged him away from me. He looked
worried. I think he was afraid he wasn't pleasing me, and I was going to
make him leave. "It's OK," I reassured him. "Let me show you how first."
He stood obediently.
Trevor was standing in front of me totally naked as I sat naked on the
edge of my couch, and I looked at his slim boyish body for the first
time. I hadn't really paid much attention to his looks before, he was
just a kid, but now I saw how cute and sexy he was. He had a cute very
boyish face with full pouty lips that begged to be parted and entered,
naturally dark, still almost completely hairless skin, darkened further
by the sun, and a lean nicely muscled little body. He was short for his
age, about five six, but had a nice cock, about five inches, sticking
straight out, with cute little balls drawn up tightly beneath. I reached
out and caressed his naked body slowly, loving its rounded smoothness,
its boyish softness, and his adoring look as I touched him. I touched his
little penis and he gasped.
"Is this the first time you've done anything like this?" I asked. He
nodded. I took his penis in my hand and stroked it slowly, reaching
underneath to rub his balls, and he closed his eyes and made soft
whimpering sounds of approval. I leaned forward and opened my mouth and
guided his cock towards my lips, taking just the head inside, then
closing my lips and sucking gently. I looked up to see his eyes fly open
as he gasped and looked down at me in amazement. I sucked his erection
into my mouth a little further. His mouth fell open and hung slack as
amazing new sensations flooded his teen body. I took his entire cock into
my mouth, it barely reached into my throat, and I sucked it gently.
Trevor gasped.
"Wait! I'm gonna cum! Stop!" he panted. The kid was on a hair-trigger,
young and eager and full of cum.
I kept sucking, and was rewarded with the sweetest load of hot fresh teen
boy jism I'd ever eaten, and the sounds Trevor made almost made me cum
too, he grabbed my head and gasped and whimpered and made soft little
oohs and ahs.
It didn't take him long, and once I had every drop, I let his still erect
penis pop out of my mouth. He was still gasping in pleasure and surprise.
"You ate it!" he gasped in shock. "You ate my jism!"
I nodded. "Sure, why not?" I said.
"Won't it make you sick?" He asked.
"You tasted the juice from the tip of my cock a while ago," I pointed
out, "that didn't make you sick."
"But that's different, isn't it?"
"Not much," I said. "Cum is just a little thicker. And it comes from the
same place." I reached down and waved my cock at the boy, and he smiled.
"OK, I want to try it now," he said. As I had hoped, getting his cock
sucked had made him grateful, and he wanted to return the favor. I laid
back and spread my legs wide apart, offering my huge dick to him.
"Go ahead," I told him, "but take it easy, I'm a lot bigger than you,
it's not a contest, just enjoy yourself."
Trevor knelt between my legs and put his hands on my cock, grasping the
shaft in both hands and raising it so it stood straight up. He looked at
me and I grinned and nodded and he leaned forward and licked the shaft,
wiggling it around and feeling it, amazed at its size and beauty. He
licked it up and down, then finally opened his mouth and put it on my big
swollen purplish cock head. He got just the tip of it, and opened wider,
got a little more, and finally by opening his jaw as wide as it would go
the sexy teen managed to engulf the entire head. It was a ball-churning
sight, that mouth stretched so wide, the boy's eyes popping as he
struggled to take my monster and suck on it. I could tell he wanted it,
and that made me even hotter. Then I felt his teeth and grunted in
discomfort.
"Try to keep your teeth out of the way, Trevor, it hurts when they scrape
it. No teeth."
The boy tried to comply, somehow managing to open his mouth a little
wider, his eyes tightly shut now as he got lost in this awesome new
sensation. He started making soft sucking noises, and at first I could
hardly feel it, but it was progress, and I told him it was good, Harder,
Suck harder and he worked at it and slowly got the hang of it and soon I
felt my balls churning and my asshole clenching and my shaft swelling.
The whole scene was so fucking erotic and exciting I could have cum with
almost no contact at all. Sexy naked teen stud-puppy Trevor from three
doors down had my huge cock in his mouth and his little mouth sucking my
cock head was suddenly the most erotic experience of my life, I felt my
cock start to throb and swell and jerk, and my balls tightened and
throbbed. I was starting to cum!
"Wait! Stop! I'm going to cum! Don't try to take my cum, Trevor, don't,
wait."
The boy was determined to show me he could do everything I did, and he
wouldn't let me pull him off, and I couldn't stop my orgasm, I started
cumming, and lost control. I grabbed the kid's head and held it down on
my giant fuck stick, jamming two or three more inches of the giant pole
down his helpless willing throat as I pumped out a huge load of jism into
his mouth. I heard him trying to swallow, and gagging and choking and
finally I managed to let go and he pulled his mouth off my cock just as
the last few big spurts of cum shot out, and they hit the cute boy in the
face.
I was still cumming, my whole body shaking, my abs contracting in great
spasms, and Trevor stared at me in worshipful awe. I watch myself cum in
the mirror sometimes, and it looks pretty awesome, my muscles look like
glistening marble, all hard and sexy, my abs contract and get super-hard,
and then they get these uncontrollable spasms and I feel like I'm going
to lose consciousness as my cock spurts big ropes of cum.
Cum was trickling down Trevor's cheeks and leaking out of his mouth and
dribbling down his chin, and he put his hand up and wiped some of it
away. I pulled the sexy teen on top of me and put my mouth to his and
kissed him, drinking my cum from his mouth. He kissed me back urgently,
and rubbed his naked body against mine, lost in the new sensations
flooding his body.
Later I took Trevor into the shower and washed his cute naked teen body,
and he washed mine, and we jerked off together. I loved the awed look on
his face as my cock swelled even bigger when I came, and pumped out huge
spurts of fuck juice as he stood watching.
Then it was time for the boy's mother to be home, so he got dressed and
left.
"Don't you want the tape?" I asked as he was walking out the door. His
magnum opus was still in my machine, and now I liked the idea of him
watching it and beating his meat thinking about me.
He smiled shyly and asked "Can we do that stuff again some time?"
"Sure."
"Then I don't need the tape any more."
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That had been about six months before I sat with Bobby, and while Trevor
and I had messed around a few times more, we hadn't gone much farther. He
got a little better at sucking my cock and liked doing a sixty-nine, with
me on my back and him kneeling over me. Mainly he liked to feel my
muscles, have me flex for him while he felt me all over until he was all
worked up, and then he would sit on my chest and jerk off looking at me
while I flexed for him some more. It reminded me of the crush I'd had on
my big brother, who was an awesome stud, I had loved to look at him when
I was Trevor's age, and had often stroked my big cock to a huge gusher of
hot teen cum thinking about what I wanted to do with him, but he and I
had never done anything like I did with Trevor.
Bobby was a year younger than Trevor, so I assumed he had to be a year
more naïve, even though he was bigger and more mature physically. He
would probably spend the weekend looking at me hungrily, afraid to make a
move, wishing I would do something, frustrated and horny and afraid. I
wasn't going to be the one to initiate anything.
Bobby's dad told me his son liked football, and handed me a pair of
tickets to that day's game at the nearby college. It was their big game
of the year against their arch rivals, and I had planned to go, but
waited too late to buy tickets, so this was a welcome bonus. I would have
taken the job for that alone. Bobby's dad also told me I had his
permission to discipline his son any way I saw fit, including a spanking
if he got out of line, but I assured him that wouldn't be necessary, I
could see Bobby was old enough to know how to behave. The man shook his
head and scowled.
"I wish that were true," he said, glaring at his son. "But he still
hasn't learned to control his impulses, and I have to spank him
regularly. Maybe he'll behave for you, but if he doesn't, spank him.
Sometimes it's the only thing that gets his attention. And I mean a real
spanking. Pants down, and a belt across his bare ass is what it takes,
and don't let his cries of regret stop you, he can be a real monster.
You'll find what you need in my office."
I looked at Bobby, who was standing right there listening and looking
sweet and innocent, but when his dad mentioned his office, the boy
grimaced momentarily, and I saw his hands go to his rear end. Apparently
the man really did still spank his son. By Bobby's age I had learned how
to behave like an adult. The thought of his sexy teen body naked across
my legs while I paddled him was appealing, I had to admit it, but I was
sure it wouldn't come to that. I'd never actually spanked anyone, and
didn't think I could.
Once Bobby's parents had left, after letting us know they would be gone
until Sunday night, Bobby asked me to promise we would go to the football
game no matter what. He said his dad was always promising to do things
with him and then backing out at the last minute, so I had to promise we
would go no matter what. I knew what he meant, my own dad had pulled that
a few times, and I had hated it, so I promised solemnly that I would take
him to the game no matter what. Little did I know what "no matter what"
meant!
Then Bobby suggested we wrestle. I told him I was too much bigger than he
for it to be an equal contest, but he said that was OK, he still wanted
to try it, and I should not hold back. He led me to the back yard, where
he had spread some exercise mats on the grass. There was a good-sized
pool with a wooden deck on three sides, lounge chairs, a large grassy
area, a pool house, and thick bushes on all sides, making it all very
private. I pictured the wild parties I would throw if the place were
mine.
I figured Bobby just wanted to get his hands on my muscles, and I was OK
with that. I remembered what a turnon it had been with Trevor that first
time, and hoped this would take a similar direction. Even though he was
Trevor's junior by a year, Bobby was more mature physically, and seemed
less a little boy, more a young man, and that turned me on even more.
Bobby started by suggesting that since he was wearing just his shorts, I
should strip to mine too. I grinned and went along, stripping off my tank
top and then removing my shoes and socks and finally my shorts so I was
wearing nothing but my white bikini briefs. The sexy teen watched eagerly
as I exposed my awesomely muscular body.
When we started grappling, I found out Bobby had some real experience as
a wrestler. He was able to hold his own much better than I expected, and
took advantage of his skill to get his hands all over me. I held back, in
spite of my promise not to, and the sexy teen felt me up pretty
thoroughly as we grappled playfully. I didn't mind, and returned the
favor, enjoying his tight smooth teen muscles and smooth soft skin. We
rolled around on the mats, bare skin against bare skin, hands groping and
squeezing, and suddenly Bobby had both hands in my crotch, and was
groping me openly. I wasn't expecting anything so overt. I laughed and
slapped his hands away, pretending I thought he was just trying to get
the better of me by getting me by the balls.
"Oh no you don't!" I growled, and grabbed his arms and soon had him
pinned face down on the mat, with my crotch grinding against his ass. My
sex was hard, and I knew he could feel my erection rubbing in his crack.
He lifted his ass to meet me, grinding it against my hard cock. I figured
he was too naïve to know what he was really asking for, he had to be a
virgin, so after enjoying the feel of his bare skin, and the thrill of
rubbing my hard cock against him, I rolled off him.
But as soon as I let him free, Bobby jumped on top of me, and momentarily
caught me off guard. This time he got his hands into my briefs, and got
me bare by the balls and really gave it to me. He bore down just enough
to make it hurt, but not enough to make me lose my erection, and he
started licking and sucking my pecs, which are pretty awesome, and it
didn't take much of the dual stimulation of my pecs and balls to put me
over the top - I blasted a huge load of cum as teen stud Bobby worked my
balls and nipples. I really lose it when I cum, and my whole body was
convulsed with the force of my orgasm, especially as the whole scene -
wrestling practically naked out in the open, the sexy teen boy, his
efforts to arouse me - all of that had me really horny. Bobby held on and
really milked my balls and I kept shouting and pumping out cum.
"Oh yeah! Hot little stud! Give it to me! Make me cum! Yeah! Cumming!
Fuck yeah!"
Then, once I stopped cumming and fell back, exhausted, Bobby jumped up
and yelled "Last one into the pool has to kiss the other one's ass!" And
with that dare he stripped his shorts off and ran naked across the lawn
to dive into the pool. I watched, enjoying the spectacle, he was a really
mouth-watering sight. I lay there for a minute panting, then decided the
pool was as good a way as any to wash off, so I jumped up and stripped
naked as well and ran after the naughty teen. I was feeling a little
annoyed at the way he had taken advantage of me.
Bobby was waiting for me as I plunged in, of course, and the minute I was
in the water he was all over me, groping me and feeling me up. I grabbed
him and dunked him but that didn't keep him back for long. He jumped on
my back and wrapped his arms and legs around me and rubbed his hard cock
into my crack, threatening to shove it up my ass. His cock wasn't very
big, so it wouldn't have hurt, and while I'm mostly a top, I do like a
good hard fuck from a guy who knows how to make it feel good now and
then, but I wasn't ready to go that far with the kid, and struggled to
get him off. My superior strength prevailed, and I soon had him from
behind the same way, and he was helpless.
We were both panting and laughing. I was annoyed at Bobby's taking
advantage of me and turning the situation sexual without my consent, but
he was so cute and sexy that I found it hard to be mad at him. I had my
arms around him from behind, and he was grinding his butt into my crotch,
and he said "You were the last one in."
I decided to throw the boy a curve and see how far he was really ready to
go. "I guess that means I have to kiss your ass," I said as I picked him
up and carried him out of the pool and laid him face down over the side
of a lounge chair with his butt in the air. Then I buried my face in his
crack and shoved my tongue up his asshole.
The sexy naked teen stud loved it - he started gasping and moaning and
lifting his ass to meet the assault of my eagerly probing tongue.
"Oh! Yes! Yes! That feels good, Derek, yes! More!"
He was right, it did feel good. I had forgotten how sweet a young boy's
ass tastes, eating his ass was heaven. I hadn't felt right about going
that far with Trevor, but Bobby was obviously a different story. He was
begging for hot, hard, all-the-way sex. I ran my hands all over his naked
flesh, loving the way he felt and the way he responded to my touch,
twisting and squirming and moaning and gasping. He was a lot more
responsive than Trevor. He was very vocal and seemed to have no
inhibitions. But I was getting too hot, too horny, too desperate for
release. I didn't dare do what I wanted to, shove all ten inches of my
cock up his tight hot virgin ass, much as I would love to fuck the shit
out of the little tease. A little fooling around was one thing, fucking
my boss's teenage son was another. I pulled my face out of the naked
boy's ass and fell back on my haunches, looking longingly at his bare
cheeks spread wide for my pleasure. His crack was still hairless, and I
could see his spit-soaked hole winking at me as he contracted it in
arousal. His cock was hard, sticking straight down against the edge of
the lounge chair, hard and dripping. He looked very sexy and appealing.
He wanted it, why not give it to him?
"Why are you stopping?" He asked, raising himself far enough to look back
at me.
I stood up. "That's as far as this is going," I said, standing.
"Aren't you going to fuck me?" he asked innocently.
Well at least that made it clear the sexy little tease knew what he was
asking for.
"No, I'm not," I said, "that's all." I turned and walked over to the
wrestling mats to collect my clothes, then walked back into the house to
the room where I had left my bag, and got dressed for the game.
It was a few minutes before Bobby followed me. I was sitting in the
kitchen drinking a soda when he walked in, still naked. His cock was
sticking out, rock hard, about six inches, just a nice mouthful. He
walked up to me and started trying to take my clothes off again. I pushed
his hands away.
"Cut it out, Bobby," I said, "I told you that was all."
"Why?" He asked petulantly. "You liked it, didn't you?"
"That's beside the point," I said, fending him off as he continued to try
to get at me. His naked body and the way he was grabbing me were arousing
me again. He managed to get behind me and wrap his arms around me and
grabbed my crotch and groped my erection.
"Hah! See! You're turned on, you want it as bad as I do!" And he started
actually ripping my tee shirt to get it off. He tore the back in two and
was trying to get the shreds off me when I managed to get him away from
me. I was angry, the shirt had been a favorite.
"Damn it, Bobby! You little fucker! You tore my shirt!"
The boy could see I was really angry, and backed off, realizing he'd made
a mistake.
"I'm sorry," he mumbled poutily.
I was starting to realize that Bobby was spoiled and immature. Being an
only child of two parents who both worked full time, he had apparently
never been taught some important lessons about how to behave. The
spankings his father claimed to have administered obviously hadn't been
regular enough or frequent enough. I decided it wasn't my place to teach
him. I'd just have to keep things more formal for the rest of the
weekend. I stood there holding the remains of my shirt, shaking my head.
"You'd better go get ready for the game," I said, glaring at the boy. "We
have to leave in an hour."
Bobby smiled, obviously happy about the college football game, as he
turned and ran out. I heard his bare feet on the stairs as he ran up to
his room.
I went into the guest room where I was to sleep and got another shirt out
of my bag and put it on. I was mad, but there wasn't anything I could do.
I was being well paid, so the money wasn't an issue. I was just pissed
off I had fallen for Bobby's charm and good looks, and he had turned out
to be just a self-centered baby. I went into the media room and flopped
down on the couch and picked up the remote to turn on the TV. I spent
about twenty minutes channel-surfing until Bobby reappeared. He was
wearing tight jeans, a tight tee shirt with the local college team's name
on it, a team cap as well - turned backwards, of course - and a pair of
athletic shoes I had seen at the store a few days ago selling for almost
$200, mainly because of the endorsement of a famous athlete. I could tell
his parents didn't deny the kid much. No wonder he was such a spoiled
brat. He flopped down on the couch and snuggled up to me.
"Are you still mad at me, Derek?" he asked contritely.
"Yes," I said, melting a little. He was hard to resist.
"I'm sorry about your shirt," he said sweetly, snuggling closer. His
hands were feeling my arms, admiring my muscles. "I hope I have a body as
awesome as yours some day." He slid his hand in under my shirt and
started rubbing my pecs. I pulled away.
"Cut it out, Bobby, I said that was the end of that sort of thing."
"Your lips say no, but your cock says yes," he laughed naughtily, groping
my crotch. It was true, I had a boner again. The kid was too sexy for his
own good. I pushed him away and stood.
"Look, Bobby, get it straight, I don't want to play with you that way. I
should have stopped you the first time you tried it. If you can't behave,
I'll have to get mean. Don't make me do that."
The boy was still grinning at me impishly, and before I knew it he was on
his feet and had pulled me back onto the couch and was pulling my shirt.
Before I could get away, he had torn my shirt again to bare my chest, and
was licking my naked pecs. I shoved him away and jumped up.
"What the FUCK do you think you're doing!" I shouted. I was furious.
"That's the second shirt you've ruined!"
"My dad is paying you well," he said arrogantly, "and those shirts aren't
worth much."
That really pissed me off. I was tempted to rip the boy's clothes off and
see how he liked it, but decided that was unwise.
"Listen, Bobby, this has to stop. If you can't behave, I'm not taking you
to the game. How's that sound?"
"Ha!" he said gleefully. "You have to take me! You promised, 'no matter
what'!" He smirked as he said that, and I realized I'd been conned. By
getting me to promise that I would take him to the football game "no
matter what," and then misbehaving, the naughty teen had put me in a very
awkward position. By all rights, he should have to stay home. And if I
were my own dad, he'd get a spanking and then go to bed early, but now I
had to take him to the game. I thought about it and figured out a way to
make him regret his actions. After all, his dad had said I was in charge,
and could do what I thought was necessary to keep the boy in line.
"OK," I said, "but you have to do exactly as I say for the rest of the
day. No more nonsense like you just pulled, or the deal is off. Agreed?"
"Sure," he said, smiling sweetly, thinking he had gotten the better of
me.
"Good," I said. "Let's go to your room and get you dressed."
"I'm already dressed," he said indignantly, "I want to go like this." The
cute teen stud had spent twenty minutes picking just the right outfit and
getting dressed, and he looked great. I wanted him to look ridiculous,
and wish he were anywhere else but that football game.
"Now Bobby," I said sternly, "you just promised to obey me. If you break
your word, then I won't be obligated to keep my word to you."
Bobby began to look worried when I said that. I think he was starting to
realize he'd made a big tactical error. But he still trusted me, so he
made a face and then said, "OK, well, I guess you're right."
"Good, come on."
I told Bobby to wait for me in his room, then went to my room to get a
new shirt, then to the bathroom and laundry room to find some other
things I would need, and finally to Bobby's room.
I made the cute sexy boy stand docilely while I sat on his bed and
undressed him. "Let's get you out of these clothes," I said. First I took
off his new tennis shoes, which he had been so looking forward to
wearing. "You'll put those back on me, won't you?" he asked fearfully.
"Now Bobby, I don't think you've earned the right to wear those today, do
you?"
"Well, sure, why not?"
"Well, I'll be glad to explain that down in your dad's office," I said
quietly.
"OK, never mind," he mumbled unhappily.
Once I had removed Bobby's shoes and sox, I told him to stand in front of
me as I sat on his bed.
"You're not going to get me naked, are you?" he asked fearfully. I think
he was beginning to regret his trick.
"Why not? Anything wrong with that?" I said.
"Uh, I don't know, uh, it's just..."
I glared at him and he shut up. I think he was worried I would make him
go to the game buck naked. I had a much better idea.
He lifted his arms while I pulled his tee-shirt off. I stroked and
fondled his upper body for a while, and he stood docilely, enjoying the
attention. I enjoyed it too, as he had a nice, well-developed body for
his age, and it was pleasant to feel his firm muscles and smooth soft
skin. Then I removed the rest of his clothes and he stood quietly and
lifted each leg while I pulled down first his pants, then his underpants,
and removed them.
The boy was then totally naked, and as I had hoped, he was uncomfortable
standing like that in front of me, but his penis was stiff, so I knew he
was enjoying this, whether he was ready to admit it or not. Groping me on
the lawn and ripping my clothes off to get what he wanted was one thing,
being treated like a sex object himself was something else. I stroked and
fondled his naked teen body, even playing with his erect penis, and he
made appreciative noises to let me know he liked it. He was sexy, that
was sure. He had long blonde hair that flopped into his eyes and made him
look even younger than he was. His skin was darkly and evenly tanned all
over, making it obvious he sunbathed nude by his parents' pool. His face
was cute and insolent, with big pouty lips and a perky turned up nose,
which made him even sexier, accentuating his erotic posturing. He had
white, even teeth, and sparkling blue eyes. His penis was small, but
perfectly shaped, an enticing little mouthful. I turned him around and
stroked his ass and thighs and thought again how pleasant it would be to
push him face down on the bed and drive my hard cock up his tight hot
ass. It was obvious that's what the boy wanted, and I had decided I would
probably give it to him, but on my terms, in the most embarrassing way
possible. I stroked and fondled his sexy firm round ass cheeks and ran my
thumb up and down in his crack, pressing gently at his tight hot little
boy hole each time I passed it and he made soft sounds of pleasure.
I stroked Bobby's naked body softly, liking the way he felt, and the way
he enjoyed my attention. When I played with his little cock, I think he
thought I was going to suck him off, and that his efforts to get me to
service him had paid off, but once I had him thoroughly aroused and
desperate for release, I tied his hands behind his back with a piece of
soft rope I had found in the laundry room, then picked him up and sat him
on my lap, and started lecturing him, and his frustration was obvious. I
had the naked teen straddling my legs, facing me. He squirmed
uncomfortably, his little cock fully alert. I teased him about his
erection, playing with it and rubbing his testicles as I reprimanded him
for his behavior. He was screwing up his eyes and twisting his mouth in
discomfort and embarrassment. This wasn't going the way he'd planned, and
even though he wanted sex with me, this wasn't what he'd had in mind,
this was humiliating, being treated so crudely, and having to put up with
whatever I did to him. His little cock got hard and sensitive very
quickly, and I rubbed it until it was getting raw and painful. He was
gasping and whining from the combined pleasure and embarrassment and
discomfort I was subjecting him to. I kept him hard, but didn't let him
cum, and he hated it, not being used to having to defer his desires. I
told him he had been bad, he should not have disregarded my clear
statement that he had to stop the sex play, and then, even worse, he had
ruined two of my shirts, and it wasn't a matter of the money, it was the
disrespect he had shown me.
Once I had the cute teen thoroughly embarrassed by lecturing him while I
played with his boner, I started stroking and fondling his smooth soft
chest. With his hands tied behind his back he couldn't do anything but
accept whatever I chose to do to him, and he was afraid what I might have
in mind. I rubbed his chest, and stimulated his nipples. His pecs were
full and nicely rounded, big for his age, but still soft and smooth like
his whole body. His little nipples got erect and hard as I rubbed them
softly and he cooed and sighed with pleasure, liking my attention to his
naked body, but knowing by now that it was a prelude to something less
pleasurable. I pulled and pinched and twisted his perky little nipples,
and he yelped with discomfort, but he liked the feeling too. I got them
raw and sensitive before I stopped, and they were sticking out like
little penises, hard and eager for more. Bobby was very precocious
sexually, and his body was demanding more, but he was unsure what it
meant.
I told Bobby he had been very bad, first by misbehaving, then by tricking
me, and he must be punished doubly, so while I would keep my word, and
take him to the game, I would make sure he regretted his deception. He
started whimpering, confused by the contradiction of the fear of what my
words were telling him, and the warm pleasurable feelings of what my
hands were telling him as I stroked and fondled his naked teen body. I
rubbed him softly all over, his soft smooth naked thighs and his tight
firm belly and his smooth muscular chest, and then under his arms where
soft smooth hair was growing. It made the boy feel relaxed and safe, but
I kept playing with his nipples and his erect penis and running my
fingers into his ass crack and probing his tight hole, so he squirmed and
twisted and his body kept jerking in combined fear and surprise and
arousal. He knew something unpleasant was coming.
I pulled some clothespins out of my pocket and Bobby's eyes went wide.
"What are you going to do with those?" the naked boy asked fearfully.
"Just this," I said solemnly as I put one on each of the boy's nipples,
making him yelp and whine with discomfort. I told him to be quiet, then
added a couple to his scrotum. His little penis stayed hard, and it was
dripping boy juice steadily now. He liked being treated like this, no
matter how much he protested and whined.
I had found a tube of Vaseline in the bathroom, and pulled it out of my
pocket. Bobby watched with curiosity and concern, wondering what I
intended. I squeezed some of the slippery gel onto my finger, then set
the tube down. Bobby was still perched on my wide-spread legs, facing me
with his legs straddling mine, so his legs were spread very wide and his
naked vulnerable ass was hanging in mid air, so it was easy to reach
between the sexy little boy's legs from in front and rub the lubricant
into the smooth tight crack of his ass. Sitting on my lap facing me with
his legs spread wide, his crack was wide open, and I had no trouble
getting at it - he tried squeezing his butt to close his crack and deny
me entry, but there no way he could prevent it. I held him in place with
one hand while I used the other to rub the slippery Vaseline into his
crack, then found his tight boyhole and pushed against that. He was
powerless to prevent my easily penetrating him, and he sat there
helplessly, hands still tied behind his back, squirming and protesting
and whimpering. I did that several times, getting his tight little hole
well greased with Vaseline. He understood this was a prelude to something
else, and protested feebly, knowing he was trapped.
"Oh, no, please Derek, don't!"
"Don't what, Bobby?"
"Don't put anything up my bum, please."
"Why not, Bobby?" I moved my finger away from his hole and rubbed the
Vaseline up and down his crack some more, then squeezed another big glob
onto my finger and found his hole again, then shoved two fingers in
halfway - he gasped. I worked the lube inside and slid my fingers slowly
in and out of his tight hole, and he gasped with pleasure and fear. He
took it surprisingly easily, and I realized he'd had some experience in
this area.
"Has anyone pushed something up your bum before?" I suspected the sexy
teen was not a virgin, he was taking the penetration of my fingers too
easily, he was so appealing, some older boy was bound to have initiated
him into boy-sex and anal play. Sure enough he gasped out a confession.
"OH! Some boys at school did."
"Yes, Bobby, what did the boys at school do to you?" I rubbed and
fingered his tight hot hole slowly, and he loved it.
"OH! No, I don't want to tell, please don't make me."
"What did they do, Bobby - tell me!" I jabbed my forefinger hard up his
hole and he gasped with delight. Then I snapped my finger against the
clothes pins on his nipples and his mouth went slack and his head fell
back and his eyes rolled up in their sockets - he was a hot little fuck
toy, all right, he loved the sexual torture.
"Oh! Please, OK, I'll tell. There were three of them, and they took my
clothes off in the boy's room and rubbed my naked body and said I was
cute and they wanted to play a game with me and I thought they liked me,
and it felt good at first but then they made me bend over and one of them
had a bottle of slippery stuff that he squirted up my ass and then they
were doing like you're doing now, rubbing me and pushing their fingers up
my ass, and I liked that too at first, but then I saw that one of them
had his pants down and he said he was going to stick his penis up my bum
- he had a big one, it was big and hard, and I was afraid it would hurt.
He told me if I sucked on it to get it wet so it would go in easy, then
it would feel good, so I did, I had to, I sucked on it, and he liked the
way I did it."
"Who were those boys, Bobby, did you know them?" I asked, pulling on the
clothes pins so his perky little nipples stretched away from his chest
and he gasped with delight.
"It was Brad Foster, the captain of the football team, he's totally
awesome, he has lots of muscles, like you, and I hope I can look like him
some day."
I played with Bobby's little erect penis and finger-fucked him as he
poured out his story. He had his eyes tightly shut and talked
breathlessly, like he had been wanting to talk about his exciting sexual
experience with the older boys.
"Did you like sucking Brad's big cock, Bobby? Have you sucked other boys'
cocks?" I shoved a second finger up the boy's tight hot asshole again
while I stroked and rubbed his muscular pecs and twisted the clothes pins
on his nipples, and he cried out in pleasure.
"Oh! Yes! I did, I liked sucking Brad. It felt good to have his big cock
in my mouth, and I liked the way it tasted. I was able to take it all,
and he liked that, Brad said I was good at sucking cock and I was proud
and I wanted him to cum in my mouth so I could swallow it. I've sucked my
buddy Randy's cock, and his big brother Matt and Matt's buddy Erik and a
boy named Andy and one named Eddie. Whenever I go to Randy's house if
Matt is there he makes me and Randy suck him off, and sometimes he calls
Erik or another one of his buddies and has them come over so we can suck
them too. Matt says I'm the best cocksucker he knows and he told Randy
and me that it will make you big and strong to swallow another boy's
jism, so we do that all the time."
"What about the other boys with Brad, Bobby, who were they? Did you suck
their cocks too?" I didn't like the idea of the older boys taking
advantage of the younger one, even if he was a little cock teaser. I
played with the boy's balls, flicking the clothes pins I had clipped onto
his scrotum, pulling them gently, then harder, and he gasped and moaned.
"I don't know their names, but I think they're on the football team with
Brad," he said.
I could tell that Bobby felt important talking about the big boys, and he
was actually proud of what had happened, he wanted the attention. The boy
continued to pour out his story.
"I sucked the other boys too, and made them cum, but when I sucked Brad
he made me stop sucking him before he came, and then he was about to push
his big dick up my bum, but then the principal came in and made them
stop. I think he spanked all of them, he told me to put my clothes on and
get along to class so I did. But after school Brad and another boy - it
was Marty Saunders, he wasn't with them in the boys' room, he and Brad
are best buddies and he has even more muscles than Brad and they caught
me on my way home and took me into the woods and took all my clothes off
again so I was naked and they made me suck their hard penises and then
Marty held me face down naked over a big log and Brad put that slippery
stuff on my butt-hole and shoved his cock up my bum and it hurt! But I
liked the way he wrapped his arms around me and held me while he was
shoving his cock up my butt, that felt good and he said I was cute and
sexy and had a tight hot ass and he wanted to fuck me again some time and
when he came he swore a lot and jammed his cock into me real hard and
fast and it was awesome except that it hurt. Then when Brad finished,
Marty fucked me too, Brad told him to, and it felt good, even though his
was bigger, because he wasn't as rough. He kissed me and said he was
sorry but he was so turned on he just had to do it, my ass was so cute
and watching Brad do it had made him too horny to stop, but he was real
nice about it and it felt awesome. He even played with my cock while he
was fucking me and I came too."
I was shocked at what Bobby told me - his friend's big brother had
obviously turned the cute little kid into a real slut, making him suck
his and his friends' cocks, and now Bobby craved sex with other boys.
That still wasn't going to save him from the punishment I had in mind for
him, but I would have to think of a way to teach Matt and his friends not
to use younger boys to satisfy their lusts. Brad and Marty sounded like
they could use some disciplining too. I knew some local college jocks who
would be glad to help me teach those bullies a lesson.
As I played with Bobby's ass and interrogated him he was starting to
whine and beg, realizing what he had let himself in for. I rubbed the
slippery salve into his crack, then all over his sweet little hole, and
slowly pushed two fingers into the boy's tight hole, and he gasped. He
was taking the assplay easily, those older boys had broken the kid in as
a sex toy very well. I suspected there had been more than just the one
time in the woods.
I was fingering Bobby's hole as he poured out his story, and had two of
them inside him. With my other hand I rubbed and stroked his naked body,
and pulled and tweaked the clothes pins on his nipples and balls.
"Are you going to fuck me, Derek?" he asked fearfully. "You're a lot
bigger than Brad and Marty."
"Not now, Bobby, this is just my fingers, and I can tell you like the way
it feels. And remember, you said you would do exactly as I say, if I take
you to the football game. Or are you saying you want to cancel our
agreement, and stay home?" I pulled my fingers out and squeezed more
Vaseline onto them, then pushed those two fingers farther into the boy's
hole, and wiggled them around inside his tight little boyhole, and he
gasped at the not unpleasant sensation.
"Oh! No! Please take me to the game, Derek, I'll be good, I promise."
"Do you want me to take my fingers out?" I shoved my fingers in all the
way, and probed deeper and harder. He gasped, and his eyes rolled with
pleasure - I had hit his prostate, a welcome experience for the horny
teen.
"Oh! I, uh, no. I mean, yes. Please, I still want to go to the game. We
should leave, shouldn't we? We'll be late." He was squirming in combined
discomfort and embarrassment and fear and pleasure, as I was stimulating
his tight boyhole expertly, making him feel things he had probably never
experienced before, things he wanted more of. I held him firmly on my lap
and finger fucked him until he was panting eagerly, wanting more. I
pulled the clothes pins on his nipples as hard as I could. One popped
off, and he gasped - I put it back on, catching even more of his tight
little nipple with it and he yelped in discomfort.
"Did those boys ever do anything more? Did Brad and Marty fuck you any
other times, Bobby?" I worked his hard cock and balls and finger fucked
the boy as I questioned him. The way I had his arms tied behind his back
emphasized his helplessness - he had to tell me.
"Oh! Yes! They do it now almost every day. Sometimes they take me to the
boys room and do it there and other times they take me to the gym, and
other times in the woods. Usually it's just the two of them, but a couple
of times they let other boys fuck me too, in the gym there were five of
them one day, and they all fucked me and came inside me and made me suck
their cocks when they weren't pushing them up my ass. Marty takes me to
his house sometimes, I like when he fucks me, he's slow and gentle and it
feels good. Brad is rough and likes to hurt me."
That confirmed what I had guessed by the ease with which Bobby took my
fingers up his ass: the sexy teen cock teaser had been fucked a lot, and
his boyhole was well broken in. That meant he would have no trouble
taking my big dick when the time came.
"Please can we go to the football game, Derek? We'll be late!" The boy
started begging as I fingered his hole and interrogated him about his
sexual experiences with other boys.
"Well, I guess you're right." Abruptly I pulled my fingers out of his
hole and lifted the cute boy off my legs. I untied his hands so he could
pull them from behind his back, then pulled the clothes pins from his
nipples and scrotum, making sure to remove them as roughly as I could,
and was rewarded with yelps and gasps as each came off. He sighed and
panted as circulation returned to the sore flesh, then whined as it
started to hurt. I rubbed his pert little nipples and he sighed with
relief. They were hard and sexy and I enjoyed the look on his face as I
fondled them.
"Just turn around and stand there for a minute though." He looked
fearfully at me, but obeyed. "Bend over," I said, and pushed him forward,
making him bend over so his cute little bubble-butt was raised invitingly
in my face. "Grab your ankles and spread your legs wider apart," I told
him, using my hands to make him do what I had said. I reached between his
legs and grabbed his little penis and testicles and pulled and squeezed
and that made him eager to comply. I arranged him so his cute little ass
was raised high in the air, his legs spread wide apart so that his firm
tight ass was invitingly spread with his crack wide open and his pink
puckered boy hole exposed and vulnerable. Then I squeezed a big glob of
the Vaseline onto my fingers and worked it up his tight hole, lubricating
his shitter as deeply and thoroughly as I could. I repeated that several
times, making sure to get enough of it up there that he was going to be
aware of it as it liquefied from the heat of his butt and started to ooze
out and run down his legs. It felt good to him, of course, he lifted his
ass willingly and made sounds of pleasure as I played with his ass, but
he knew it was the prelude to something less pleasant. "OH! Please Derek,
we should go!"
"OK, stand up and face me," I told him, and he did, looking
uncomfortable. "Now be sure you hold all of that in," I said sternly. "It
will make a mess in your shorts if you don't, and I'll have to punish
you."
I wanted it to make a mess, of course, to embarrass him as much as
possible. The sexy teen stood there naked, uncomfortable, his tight hot
hole still tingling from its recent invasion with my fingers, and
starting to feel full with all the Vaseline I had worked up there.
"But why did you do that?" he asked plaintively.
"You'll see," I said perfunctorily, and glared so the sexy naked boy
would know not to ask more questions.
Then I turned the naked teen around and reached around him from behind
and stroked his little cock to an orgasm while I stroked and fondled him
all over. He came quickly, thoroughly aroused by all the finger-fucking
and cock and ball play I had subjected him to. I caught the boy's hot
sticky cum on my other hand and wiped it all over his chest and belly and
he made faces, obviously annoyed at the idea of having to go to the game
with his freshly dried cum all over his body, but afraid to protest and
not get to go at all.
Naughty Bobby was now well prepared for what I had in mind for later, so
I went to his drawers and found the clothes I wanted for him.
Bizarre attire and behavior have become the norm among male fans at
college football games - some wear virtually nothing and paint their
naked bodies in bright colors so the nudity is less obvious, but I have
seen a few exposing themselves in ways that would be considered public
obscenity in any other context - cute sexy guys with incredible bodies
wearing nothing but a jockstrap, and jumping around waving signs and
flags, until their cocks flop out and bounce around and everyone tries
not to look, but can't help wanting to. And once those horny college boys
get excited drinking beer and yelling, they usually get aroused too, and
with their inhibitions already abandoned, public sex among spectators in
the stands is not unusual.
I attended one game where an entire fraternity, all wearing nothing more
than the skimpiest jockstraps, some of them totally nude, took turns
fucking two willing coeds who joined them, right there on the seats in
front of me. They blocked the view with their bodies so that the action
wasn't visible from a distance, but the fans close up saw quite a show,
and some of us even joined in. I ended up getting my cock sucked by one
of the frat boys, he saw the bulge in my pants when I got aroused
watching the gang-bang. I admit it was as much the naked frat boys as the
girls who turned me on, it must have been a jock fraternity, because
there wasn't a one of them who didn't have a fantastic body, and most
were pretty well hung too, which was easy to observe, as the ones who
weren't taking their turn at the coeds' mouths or cunts were jerking off
while they watched.
Anyway, I was watching the drunken orgy at the football game, and I was
totally hard and groping myself, and I was tempted to start servicing a
few of those studs myself, but this one cute naked stud's drunken eyes
went wide when he saw the bulge in my pants, and he knelt in front of me
and opened my fly and pulled out my big cock and went down on it like a
champ. He worked my pants down to my ankles and slid his hands up under
my shirt and really enjoyed my body too, and my orgasm was a real gusher,
but he took it all and wanted more. He ended up sucking off half his
fraternity brothers and several more of the other spectators before the
game ended. I'm sure he pleaded drunkenness to explain his cock-sucking
later, as he was a very muscular, macho-looking dude, but it was obvious
he'd had plenty of experience, he took my ten thick inches with no
problem, and the sounds he made told me he loved every moment of being
choked by my monster, and he swallowed every drop of my hot sticky cum
like a starving man.
Needless to say, none of us saw much of that game, but our side was
losing from the start, so the orgy was a welcome diversion. A couple of
those drunken fraternity studs asked me for a ride back to their frat
house after the game, and when I suggested they come to my apartment for
a few more beers first, they accepted eagerly, and I ended up fucking
both. They had seen my big cock when I was getting blown, and were both
desperate to have it shoved up their tight jock stud asses.
Their names were Andy and Peter. I asked if they were gay, and they
assured me very emphatically that they were not, but they had been best
friends since they were pre-teens, and had grown up messing around with
each other, and had learned early on that it felt good to stick things up
their asses. They had soon tried fucking each other, and liked it, so
they had three- and four-ways with their girlfriends whenever they could,
one of them fucking his girl while the other fucked his buddy in the ass.
But now their girl-friends were at a different college, so they messed
around with each other and the more open-minded of their fraternity
brothers. Sex between the two of them, or with other guys, wasn't really
cheating, they reasoned. Both had pretty average-sized dicks, and
recently they had tried some dildos and found they both liked getting
fucked with big ones, and the real thing was better than an imitation, so
when they had seen me getting blown by their voracious cock-sucking
fraternity mate they had decided they had to get my big dick up their
asses if they could. I fucked both twice. Both had nice, tight, well-
muscled bodies, and I let them fuck me too, it was awesome being
sandwiched between those two hot young studs as we all grunted and moaned
and fucked the shit out of one another. They ended up spending the night
at my apartment, and we all slept in my king-sized bed and there wasn't
much the three of us didn't do.
When I dropped them off at their fraternity house the next day Andy and
Peter asked if I wanted to join them there sometime for some further
adventures. I hadn't had time to take them up on that offer, but was
planning to, as both had awesome bodies and were total sluts once they
got turned on, they had eaten my ass and sucked my cock and even kissed
me on the mouth, something most straight guys won't do for some reason,
even if they like to suck and get fucked. Go figure. But they had
promised me there were several other brothers who would like to ride my
huge cock, especially if we lubricated the event with plenty of alcohol,
which they would be glad to supply.
I asked those two about the stud who had sucked me off at the game and
they said he was a wrestler, with several conference titles to his
credit, and they suspected he was gay, but hadn't figured it out yet. He
had a girlfriend, but every time he got drunk he wanted to suck cock, and
claimed to have no memory of it when he was sober, so everyone made sure
he got drunk regularly and he would service anyone who cared to queue up
for a turn. I asked if they had ever gotten him into bed with the two of
them for more than just cock-sucking and they both grinned and said they
had. He'd resisted the idea at first, even drunk, so the first time they
had tied him up and let him think he was being forced to get fucked
against his will and he had loved it, and now the sexy jock managed to
stop by their room regularly. He would wander into their room drunk and
naked and then "pass out" on one of their beds and lie face down and
spread his legs apart and wiggle his ass and moan about how horny he was
until they both fucked him.
Remembering all of that, I figured I could get away with dressing Bobby
in something pretty extreme for today's game, as well as carrying out the
program of punishment and humiliation I had planned for the naughty
spoiled teen stud, and no one would say anything. Besides, as far as
attire went, I would be dressed normally, and could say that the outfit
had been Bobby's own choice - "These teenagers!" - and who would believe
him if he protested?
In the bottom drawer of Bobby's dresser I found what I wanted - old
clothes he had outgrown. I picked out a pair of skimpy white cotton play
shorts that were obviously too small for him, and he told me so, but I
ignored his protests and had him stand in front of me and made him step
into them, then pulled them up. They had an elastic waist that stretched,
but it was indeed difficult getting them pulled all the way up, and when
I succeeded, they looked quite amazing. I had him turn around so I could
observe the effect from all sides. They clung to his crotch and ass so
tightly he might as well have been naked, especially as I had not allowed
him to wear any underpants. The beginnings of his blond bush showed above
the waistband, and his penis and testicles were clearly visible through
the tight stretchy fabric, threatening to pop out at any moment, and I
fondled him and arranged them so they showed off even better. He stayed
erect, and looked quite obscene, and his penis was still leaking from his
recent orgasm, so a dark wet spot soon appeared on his shorts. With the
soft fabric clutching his sex so tightly, he was bound to stay hard and
look even more exposed. In back the tight stretchy fabric ran all the way
up into his crack, and lifted and separated his tight firm little
buttocks perfectly, leaving a few inches of his cute little butt fully
exposed at the bottom. I fondled that, loving the soft smooth firm
cheeks of the boy's ass.
I selected a tee shirt that was likewise too small, and put that on him
as well. It came only halfway down his abs, so tight it looked ready to
split wide open, and I knew it would ride up further as he moved around.
Then I gave him a pair of flip-flops for his feet, and had him step back
so I could look at him. He looked like a rent-boy from some porn fantasy
film, more naked than dressed, and barely legal to go out. If his fuck
buddies Brad and Marty could see him like this they'd be dragging him
into the nearest alleyway to fuck the little cock teaser senseless.
I marched the naughty teen quickly out of the house and into the car,
refusing to let him see himself in the mirror. He sat uncomfortably in
the car as we rode, obviously torn between his desire to see the football
game and his embarrassment, and afraid to protest, for fear of what I
would do. He kept squirming on the seat, and I knew the Vaseline was
oozing from his tight pink hole, making a big dark spot in the crack of
his shorts in back. I could see his little peter was still hard, and I
reached over and fondled his naked flesh and played with his erection
through his tight shorts as I drove, embarrassing him further, making
sure he stayed erect and wanton-looking.
People looked at Bobby and pointed and laughed as we entered the ballpark
and found our seats. It was a cool day, and even amid the usual college-
boy exhibitionism he stood out, his half-naked body exposed and sexy. I
saw several other boys and men look at him hungrily - he was a very
enticing sight. Other people looked and pointed and snickered, making fun
of him. The dried cum from his orgasm looked white and strange on his
darkly tanned body, and everyone must have wondered what it was.
Bobby hung his head in shame at first, but I told him he had to put on a
brave front, so he tried, and made faces back at people when they pointed
and stared. I'd been hoping for that, it made them even more scornful of
the naughty little boy. Everyone would enjoy seeing him humiliated.
We reached our seats, and sat down. There were people all around us, and
all were looking at Bobby. We were in an area with mostly non-students,
and he was the only one who was exposing so much bare skin, and he
clearly wasn't a college student, so he drew lots of attention. His tee
shirt had worked its way up on this torso, as I had expected, so most of
his cute muscular little midriff was exposed, and as we sat I reached
over and stroked his naked flesh, making it look like I was comforting
the boy, but of course it aroused him, and his erection was clearly
visible through his tight shorts. I explained to the people near us what
had happened - that the boy had misbehaved, and tricked me so I could not
refuse to bring him, and then he had dressed like this on top of
everything else, just to embarrass me! Bobby did not dare contradict me,
but he made an angry, frustrated face when I said that. Everyone looked
very disapproving of him, shaking their heads.
"Needs a good spanking," I heard one man say, and I winked at him and
nodded, letting him know that was on the agenda.
Bobby tried to watch the game, but his embarrassment, and the way people
around us were treating him made that almost impossible. His discomfort
and resentment made him petulant and whiny, and he spoke rudely to the
people who tried to say something to him, and soon had alienated them
all. I warned him to behave "Or suffer the consequences." Our neighbors
all nodded at me in approval, wanting to see Bobby get spanked right
there in public.
Then when the hot dog vendor came I bought the petulant teen a hot dog
and a coke, and made sure he spilled some coke on me. That was my excuse
to lecture him and soon he was whining and sniveling and that was all the
justification I needed to pull down his tight shorts all the way to his
ankles to spank him. That exposed his erection and I pointed it out and
played with it to humiliate the naked boy further. Then I put him over my
knee and spanked his bare firm ass hard with my hand. He tried to tough
it out, but soon was yelping and crying, and the people near us laughed
and jeered as he got his bare ass spanked in public. He started kicking
his legs and flailing his arms, but there were a couple of college jocks
next to Bobby, and they willingly got up and grabbed the naked boy's
ankles and wrists and held him firmly in place as I slapped his ass
soundly with my bare hand.
I had seen Bobby sneaking looks at those college boys. They were
obviously body builders or gymnasts, with very muscular bodies well
displayed by the tight pants and tee shirts they were wearing. They had
not concealed their interest in the half-naked teen either, they had
tried to chat him up and been very friendly and sympathetic, obviously
hoping he was what he appeared to be, a slutty little homo sex-fiend whom
they could get to suck their cocks in a stall in the men's room, but he
had pouted and rejected their sympathy, and now they enjoyed restraining
the naughty boy, and fondled him eagerly as they held him so I could
spank his bare ass. I could see that Bobby was in heaven and hell,
getting spanked in public but getting much-wanted attention from the two
muscle-studs. I spanked him good and hard, and he was soon bawling like a
little baby.
Then I stood the naked teen stud on his feet and lectured him while
everybody watched and laughed. He was standing there all but naked, his
shorts at his ankles, his tee shirt worked up to his armpits, and his
little penis was still erect, of course, and I played with it as I
scolded him, exciting him even more. I stroked and fondled his naked teen
body, pinching and twisting his pert little nipples, diddling his little
boy-cock, and soon he was shaking with excitement and embarrassment. The
people around us teased him as they watched his humiliation, and the
college boys did their share of feeling Bobby's naked body, on the
pretext of helping me make him stand and listen. They kept groping their
crotches, and I could see both were aroused, turned on by the sexy little
teen's nakedness and seeing him get spanked like that.
It was getting cool and windy as the game progressed, so after I had
spanked and diddled Bobby, I had him stand between my legs, with his back
to me, and I wrapped my coat around both of us, ostensibly to keep the
boy warm, but actually to conceal him and what I was about to do. Inside
my coat I removed the boy's shorts entirely and pushed his tee shirt up
to his armpits and fondled him thoroughly, running my hands all over his
naked body, enjoying his soft smooth naked skin, and the soft sounds of
pleasure he made. I think he knew by now what was coming, and had
accepted it. Once I had him thoroughly aroused and compliant, I slid my
fingers into his crack and probed at his tight little boy hole.
"Oh! Do you have to?" he whined.
"I'm afraid so, Bobby," I said quietly and reasonably. "You've earned
this, and you know it."
"But all these people will see," he whined.
"Maybe that will teach you to behave next time," I told him sternly as I
prepared to fuck the boy right there in public.
I pushed a finger up his butt, and there was still plenty of the Vaseline
inside him to make it very slippery, so I rubbed it around well, lubing
his tight hot hole and stretching it and relaxing it. The naughty boy
cooed and sighed - he wanted it. Brad and Marty at school had broken
Bobby in well, and he wanted to be used this way now. I opened my shirt
and spread it, bearing my abs and pecs so I would feel the boy's naked
body against me, then opened my pants and pushed them down far enough to
free my large erection, which was fully hard in anticipation of violating
Bobby's little rear end. I felt the full round cheeks of his bubble-butt,
loving their smooth soft skin and melon-like firmness. I wrapped one hand
around his narrow waist, rubbing his belly, and pulled him closer,
holding my cock in my other hand, guiding it into his crack. The sexy
teen's whole body was quivering with anticipation and arousal, he knew
what was coming and wanted it as much as he feared it. My cock was
leaking heavily, dripping precum, and I rubbed that around on the head so
it would lube his opening further when I pushed it into him. He whined
pitifully, and I saw people around us look scornfully at him, thinking he
was a whiny little baby, still whining about his spanking.
I pulled naughty Bobby back inexorably, pushing the head of my hard penis
against his tight hot boy hole, and he gasped as his tight anus was
spread wider and wider. My cock was oozing heavily and it lubed him well
as I pulled him closer. Finally the boy's sphincter opened, and the huge
blunt head popped inside Bobby's asshole. I loved the loud yelp he made
as it penetrated him, spreading his tight hole, entering abruptly. It
felt wonderful, the boy's tight hot warm asshole engulfing my giant cock.
He squirmed and tried to get away, but that just increased the sensations
of ecstasy surging through my member as it ravaged his wonderfully tight
asshole. My pleasure was further enhanced, of course, by the awareness
that I was fucking the boy right in public, though no one could see yet.
Those two college boys realized what I was up to, and helped me hold the
naked teen, anticipating that after I had fucked Bobby, I would let them
have a turn as well in payment for their assistance.
Bobby gave in then, knowing it was useless to resist further, and liking
the college studs' attention, the way they fondled and caressed and
stimulated his naked teen body. I grabbed the boy's hips with both hands,
my cock firmly embedded inside his impossibly tight little butt, and I
pulled him slowly back farther and farther, impaling him completely on my
rigid sex. He still whined and begged, but that just made my victory over
the snotty little prick sweeter, and I kept pulling until I felt his firm
smooth ass cheeks pressed against my pubes. Even as well lubed as he was,
it was a tight fit, and it took a while to work all of my huge pole into
him. He was gasping and moaning now, loving my big hard cock shoved all
the way up his sweet tight boy hole. I wrapped my arms around him and
rubbed his perky nipples and diddled his cock and balls as he adjusted to
the sensation of my huge hard dick up his ass. The boy's cock stayed rock
hard, so I knew he liked it, despite his protests.
"There," I said softly to the naked boy, licking and tonguing his ear and
neck, pulling his hard-muscled naked body tightly against my bare chest,
moving my hips a little to rub my cock into his ass a little further. His
naked body felt wonderful pressed against mine. "That's all of it." I
murmured to him. "I'll let you get used to it. Let me know when you want
more." I contracted the muscles in my groin to make my cock swell and
throb inside him, and heard him gasp each time it lifted him off the
concrete floor. He was being bounced up and down on my huge hard shaft.
The college boys who had helped me spank him reached into my coat and
fondled Bobby's naked body too, and played with his erection - and mine -
and I could see their hands in their crotches, rubbing their own boners
through their pants. They were a couple of really hot numbers, and I
decided I would have to get them to join me at Bobby's house later to
continue the boy's punishment in private.
Shortly I could tell from the way sexy teen stud Bobby was working his
tight hot butt on my cock that it was feeling good to him, so I started
slowly working my cock in and out of his ass, and he started making soft
appreciative noises. I felt my orgasm building in my nuts, but made an
effort to delay it. I wanted him to cum before I did. I reached around
and grasped his little dick and started stroking it as I rubbed his naked
body with my other hand. "Do you like that, Bobby? Do you like getting
fucked with my big cock? You've been trying to get me to stick it in you
all day, haven't you? Do you like it?" I was stroking his little dick now
as I fucked him, getting him hotter and hotter.
"Oh yes! Fuck me, Derek!" he cooed and sighed quietly, trying not to let
the people around us know what was going on. I could see a few of them
starting to look, though, and could tell from the way he was helping me
fuck him now that he was almost ready to pop his little nuts. I shoved
harder, driving my cock into that pleasure spot deep up his ass, and he
started throwing his head back and sighing "Yes!" loudly each time I
thrust into him. He was reaching back now to run his hands all over my
bare pecs and abs, the feeling of my hard hot body driving his own
arousal to a fever pitch. The boy loved my muscles even more than Trevor
did, he was grinding his ass down on my cock and rubbing my body, and
gasping and begging for more and harder.
"Yes, Derek, I love it, fuck me hard, please, I need your cock, fuck me!"
"Take your cock now," I told him, and as I removed my hand from his hard
penis the lust-maddened boy obediently wrapped his hand around his hard
cock and started frigging it madly. My thrusts got harder and faster, and
I could feel his asshole starting to clench as his nuts tightened and
churned.
When Bobby was just ready to cum, and beyond caring, desperate for
anything to get him off, I opened the coat that had been concealing us,
and leaned back to reveal the naked teen boy-slut to everyone around us.
He had his head thrown back and his eyes closed by that time, and was
impaled fully on my ten inch fuck tool as I lifted his sexy naked form
off the floor with each huge lunge of my cock up his well-lubed ass. He
was bouncing up and down on my big hard cock, while with his own hand he
was jerking his hard cock madly, and that's what everyone saw - the
naughty little boy was fucking himself on my pole and masturbating in
public! Bobby felt the cold air and opened his eyes wide in shock just as
his little cock started spurting.
"Oh! Yes! I'm cumming! Fuck me!" The words were wrenched involuntarily
from his throat as his dick erupted with several hard spurts of hot teen
cum. Fortunately the seat in front of us was empty, and his white sticky
jism landed harmlessly on the back and bottom, where it pooled. The
people around us saw at once what was happening, and laughed and pointed.
The sight of the naughty teen getting fucked naked right there in front
of them was hilarious, and a fitting punishment for his misbehavior.
I released my own orgasm then, stabbing my cock even harder into Bobby's
sweet tight ass, grabbing his sexy narrow hips and pulling him hard down
onto me, then lifting him off me until my cock was almost free of his
tight hot boyhole, the flange of its huge purplish head starting to show,
then dropping him back down on it, and he flopped around like a rag doll,
cum still spurting from his hard little prick as I jabbed his prostate
and prolonged his ecstasy - and embarrassment. He was helpless to conceal
his enjoyment, and rode me ecstatically, grunting out words of wild
encouragement like the depraved little sex pig he was by then.
"Oh yes! Fuck me! Fuck me hard! I want your cock! Fuck me!"
I clutched his naked body to me, stroking and fondling his soft firm
muscles, and the two college studs and other people around us reached
over and stroked his naked flesh too, making him their sex toy. All eyes
were glued to naked Bobby's ecstatic body.
When we had both cum, I pulled Bobby off my cock and scolded him.
"Well, look what you did, you shot your nasty spooge all over that seat
in front of you. And look, you got me dirty too!" And I exhibited my own
huge cock, still hard and dripping. "Why did you do that?"
"Yes!" There was a chorus of agreement from the people around us. "Make
him clean it up! Naughty little bugger!"
Bobby was still too dazed with the pleasure of his own fading orgasm to
understand what I was saying, his face had a look of complete abandonment
and delight. His little cock was still oozing, and he was still playing
with it. As he came back to reality, the realization dawned, his
humiliation was not yet complete.
"Clean me up first," I demanded, and made the boy get down on his knees,
naked on the hard cold concrete, and lick my huge member clean. He did
that eagerly and thoroughly, happily licking all the cum off my big dick
and licking up the cum that continued to ooze from its tip, until I
decided it was clean enough. Then I ripped Bobby's skimpy undersized tee
shirt off, and handed it to the now totally naked teen stud, and told him
to dry my cock, which he did, and I managed to stuff my still erect tool
back in my pants, and I buttoned up my shirt, but not without some
regretful noises from people around us, who wanted to see more. The two
college studs in particular had shown plenty of interest, both groped my
pecs and fondled my member as Bobby licked it clean.
Bobby stood in front of me contritely, still shaking with the force of
his recent orgasm, and his own cum was still oozing and dribbling from
his little cock while my cum was oozing from his just-fucked asshole and
dribbling down the insides and back of his legs.
"Climb over that seat and clean up your mess, right now!"
I pushed Bobby away from me, exposing him completely to the eyes of all
around us as they laughed and scolded. The naked boy started crying and
sniveling in embarrassment and humiliation.
"No! Please don't make me do that! I'm sorry. I couldn't help it!"
"Too late for sorry, you should learn to control yourself better. Now get
over there and do it."
I pushed him forward and he nearly fell over the back of the seat, but
caught himself. The people around us all reached out and grabbed the
naughty naked little boy and pushed and pulled him down onto the seat
onto which he had cum. He sat in his own fresh jism and slid around until
he was soon wet and sticky with it, his entire naked body wet and
slippery, and he whined piteously. But he obeyed, and wiped the seat. His
naked darkly-tanned body was streaked with dried cum now, and his cock
was still hard, and oozing, and he looked like he'd stepped off of some
Internet porn site where several of his horny teen fuck-buddies had just
cum all over him.
"I think this boy needs more spanking," said a young man sitting next to
where Bobby was standing, and he grabbed the naked boy by his arm.
"No, you can't do that!" Bobby protested, trying to pull away.
"And why not?" I asked. "You almost got your filthy mess on that nice
man, I think he certainly should spank you!"
I nodded at the man, who smiled and pulled my naked charge across his
knees, then started spanking the beautiful little butt displayed so
invitingly for his attention. Bobby yelped, his ass still sore and tender
from the spanking I had given him not long before, and soon he was
bawling like a baby. He kicked his legs and flailed his arms, but other
spectators held him in place. More people around us wanted to spank him
too, and he was passed from spectator to spectator until he had been
spanked by at least ten people. Most of them played with his cock too,
and poked their fingers up his cum-filled ass, embarrassing him further
as they made him beg for more.
One of the college boys asked if he could "give the boy a ride", and when
he revealed an erection almost a match for mine I told him to go right
ahead, and he lifted naked Bobby easily into the air and lowered the
helpless teen onto his huge hard cock. As well lubed as the boy's asshole
was, the giant fuck pole slid up his ass easily, and soon Bobby was
impaled a second time, bouncing and gasping and yelping as he was fucked
right there in public. Then the second college muscle-stud took a turn,
and while his cock wasn't as long as his buddy's, it was fatter, and
Bobby yelped rewardingly as he was lifted easily and impaled on it. He
tried to resist, but with his ass so well lubed and his own weight
helping, the thick fuck tool worked its way up his tight hot hole. Then
the sexy college boy gave Bobby a real ride, and Bobby loved it. His
little cock stayed hard, of course, but he didn't cum again, so when
everyone who wanted it had had a turn to spank him or fuck him, I stood
the naked boy in front of me and masturbated the sexy teen, and he gasped
and moaned with delight as everyone watched and jeered.
"What a filthy little boy! Look how much he likes that! How disgusting!
Shame!"
Bobby pumped out a surprisingly big wad of jism, considering it was his
third of the afternoon, and I caught it in my hand and made him lick it
up.
I thought Bobby's humiliation was complete, and I was about to make him
put back on his cum-soaked shorts and tattered, cum-soaked tee shirt, but
then a woman near us offered to give me one of the diapers she had in her
bag for her own baby, and I agreed that was the perfect way to show
everyone what a baby naughty little Bobby was. Besides, with all the
Vaseline and cum deposited up his ass, he'd be oozing heavily, messing up
my car's seats, and the diaper would prevent that. I laid him across my
lap and powdered and diapered him as everyone around us watched and
laughed, then I made him stand that way through the rest of the game and
allow the other spectators to stroke and fondle him. On our way out of
the park he hung his head and cried while everyone we saw looked and
pointed and jeered at the cute teen wearing nothing but a diaper and
sandals. I told him that if he ever again pulled anything like he had
today, I would repeat the whole thing, but next time I would bring the
diapers myself, and a pacifier, and make him suck on it once I had
diapered him.
Back at my SUV, I opened the hatch in back and had Bobby climb up inside
on his hands and knees. I was still horny, and he looked so appealing
that I had decided to fuck the boy again right there. I climbed up behind
him and opened the snaps on either side of the diaper and took it off, so
that he was kneeling there naked.
He protested, guessing what I had in mind, so I pretended I was just
thinking about him.
"I just want to see your bare ass," I said. "The way you've been whining
and complaining it must be raw."
It wasn't, of course, it was pretty red, but no broken skin.
"Just as I thought," I said, as I fondled his naked ass cheeks, round and
firm and sexy. "It's hardly even red, you baby." I let my fingers probe
into his crack, and he spread his legs and opened his crack, knowing what
was coming.
"Do you have to?" He asked, whining pitifully.
"Do I have to what?" I asked as I poked a couple of fingers up his now
well-lubed, well-stretched boyhole. "What do you think I'm going to do?"
"You're going to fuck my bum again, like you did in the ballpark," He
said, sniveling.
"I wasn't, actually, but now I will," I said. "But first, if you're going
to be such a whiny baby, I'm going to give you something to whine about!"
With that I dragged the naked boy out of the cargo area and sat on the
rear gate and flipped him over my lap and started spanking him with my
hand. There were still a few people around, and they pointed and jeered
at teen stud-puppy Bobby, buck naked, getting a bare-assed spanking in
public. Several stood and watched. He wailed and struggled, but I held
him easily and got his tight firm little ass a lot redder and more
sensitive before I stopped. He was bawling like a baby by then, but more
in embarrassment than pain. His little penis was sticking out hard and
eager for more attention. Then I stood and made him bend over with his
chest on the rear gate and his bare naked teen ass in the air and I
dropped my pants and shoved my rock hard dick up his ass. I'd been hard
since I started fondling his body a few minutes earlier, and he yelped
with discomfort as my large hard penis slid into his well-lubed ass hole
but then he sighed and moaned as I started fucking him for real. Doing it
out in the open, right there in the football stadium parking lot, was
such a turnon that I stripped off my shirt as well, so I too was naked,
and I reached up and grabbed the top of the SUV and held on to that and
flexed my muscles, getting my body totally aroused by pumping myself up,
my cock swelling longer and harder, dicking the boy deeper and deeper. I
took my time, and varied my thrusts until I found his prostate, and soon
could tell by his yelps and cries that I'd found it. I made him pop his
nuts again as I fucked him hard and fast.
When I had finished fucking Bobby on the tailgate in the parking lot, I
pulled my cock out of the boy's well-reamed ass and told him to stand up.
I slammed the rear gate and led him to the driver's side with me. I took
my pants off completely, so I was as naked as he was, and threw them in
back. He was so sex-crazed by then that the sight of my naked body drove
him into a frenzy, he started licking my big hard pecs and sucking my
nipples and was on his knees devouring my huge hard cock when I dragged
him back to his feet. It felt good to have him suck me, and I was
impressed how talented he was at it. All that practice with his buddy
Randy, and with Randy's brother and his friends had taught him a few
things, that was sure. But I had something else in mind for my next
orgasm. I opened the car door and slid the seat back and got up on it,
then lifted the boy onto my naked lap. My cock was still hard, and I
lowered him onto it facing me and told him to put his head on my shoulder
so I could see to drive, but that he had to make me cum by the time we
reached his house, or he'd get twice the punishment I was planning. He
whimpered pathetically, but I told him he'd better stop, or he'd be
sorry, and he grumbled briefly, but then started moving slowly up and
down on my cock, and I could tell from the noises he was making that he
really liked it. So did I, it was a challenge driving us home, but I
managed, and so did Bobby - he made me cum just as we turned into his
street, and he came again too, soaking my pecs and abs with another load
of hot teen jism.
At Bobby's house, the two college bodybuilders from the game were waiting
for us. I had given them Bobby's address, and promised them they could do
whatever they wanted with the boy, so long as I was there to watch, and
they didn't harm him. They were standing at the door, and one was holding
a bag. I pulled on my pants, then gave Bobby a jacket to put on to
conceal his nakedness, and he scurried for the door, looking fearfully at
the two muscle studs.
The one with the bag lifted it and said "We stopped at the dorm to get
some toys." I grinned, pleased they had thought of that. Poor Bobby
groaned as he saw the two.
"Why are they here?" he asked plaintively.
"Because I invited them," I said sternly, and he shut up.
I had cum twice since we had last seen the two college body-builders, so
I figured it was their turn to have their way with Bobby. I let us all
in, dragging Bobby by one arm, and led them to the basement, where there
was plenty of space, and we were less likely to be heard if things got
noisy. The two college studs introduced themselves as Toby and Angelo.
They stripped off their tee shirts and tossed those aside to display
their awesome muscles better for us. Toby was the bigger of the two,
blond, blue-eyed, smooth and very muscular, about two inches shorter than
I, say five-nine, and he must have weighed 170 pounds. Even clothed I
could tell he was lean and hard and one hell of a stud. Angelo, a dark
Latino with dark sexy eyes and a sweet shy smile, was about five-eight,
but probably weighed 180, he was built like a bull, short and wide and
all muscles, and with lots of short dark hair on his pecs and abs and
legs. I knew from the football game that Toby's cock was longer, but
Angelo's was thicker.
I sat on a chair and watched as they grabbed the sexy naked teen, tossing
aside the jacket he was clutching. They tossed a coin to see who would
get first crack at the boy, and Toby won. He grabbed Bobby by the
petulant little boy's long hair and dragged him to the couch on one wall
and sat, pulling Bobby down beside him.
"I can tell you like my muscles, kid," he growled, "so show me what you
can do. If you can make me cum with your mouth and hands, I may not have
to fuck you." Then he laid back and let Bobby enjoy himself. The boy
wasted no time, but started taking the blond muscle-boy's shoes and then
pants off and soon had him naked. Then he licked and sucked for all he
was worth, paying a lot of attention to the awesome college boy's huge
hard pecs, washboard abs, and big nine-inch fuckstick. Bobby had already
felt that huge pole up his ass, and I suspect he was hoping to satisfy
the stud with his mouth and avoid another butt-fucking with the monster,
but he wasn't good enough yet at sucking cock, and all he accomplished
was to get the stud even hotter and more eager to feel his big tool
inside the boy's tight hot hole again.
Meanwhile, Angelo and I undressed and were entertaining ourselves playing
with each other while we watched the show. Angelo turned out to be a
talented and insatiable cock sucker, and went down on me as soon as I was
naked. Most guys who suck my cock have trouble taking it all, but Angelo
took all ten inches all the way to my crotch hairs in one gulp, and I
think he would have liked it even bigger. He was a real cock pig. He was
stretched out naked on the couch beside me, and I reached over and played
with his ass as he sucked me off. He liked the ass play, and spread his
legs apart to give me access to his hole. I reached into the bag he had
set at my feet and pulled out a couple of dildos and some lube, and
started getting the dark sexy stud ready to be fucked. I could tell the
sexy Latino stud wanted my big cock up his ass, and had the experience to
take it happily. I got his ass well lubed and finger fucked him for a
while to loosen him up, then fucked him for a while with each of the two
dildos, and that got him desperate for the real thing. He pulled his head
off my cock and straddled my legs facing me and lowered his ass onto my
pole. He took it all at one time, then leaned forward and planted his
lips on mine and started kissing me as he fucked himself on my cock. I
wrapped my hand around his big fat eight-inch dick, which stayed hard
pressed between our bodies, and stroked him as he rode my pole. His cock
wasn't as long as mine or his buddy's, but it was so thick I couldn't get
my hand around it.
Seeing his buddy get fucked was all it took to convince Toby that he'd
had enough of Bobby's inept blowjob. He lifted the boy and laid him face
down across his lap and started spanking him.
"You need to get a lot better at sucking cock before you go acting like
such a tease," he growled angrily as he slapped the naked boy's already
red and welted ass. Bobby yelped and flailed, but it did him no good,
Toby held him in place easily, and spanked him good and hard. I tossed
him the lube, and the bigger of the dildos, both of which were
superfluous, considering all the Vaseline and cum the boy already had up
his ass, and the number of big cocks he'd been fucked with at the game,
but I think the big blond muscle-stud liked fingering the sexy teen, so
he held Bobby down while he worked the slippery gel up the boy's ass with
his fingers, then teased him for a while with the dildo, then lifted the
sex-crazed teen and turned him to face him and lowered him onto his big
cock. Bobby cried out as the big tool spread his tender ass wide, but was
soon fully impaled on it. Toby then grabbed the boy under his arms and
bounced him up and down on his cock, while Bobby consoled himself by
leaning forward to suck Toby's juicy pecs, and soon they had a mutually
satisfying rhythm going, Bobby getting fucked, the blond body-builder
getting his pecs worked good and hard.
Angelo was the first of the four of us to cum, he was riding my huge cock
like a madman, his mouth glued to mine and his hands working my pecs
while I worked his. Neither of us was touching his big cock, but it was
getting a lot of friction rubbing between our two naked bodies and his
moans and grunts of pleasure grew louder and faster and pretty soon he
threw his head back and let out a yell like he was dying and his cock
erupted with a fountain of cum that drenched both of us, and he fell
against me, clutching our naked hard-muscled bodies tight together as his
whole body was shaken with spasms and I was afraid he was having some
sort of seizure. But his cock kept spurting, and his tight hot ass was
clenching my cock and his hands were working my pecs and soon I too was
yelling and shaking and cumming up the hot little body-builder's tight
sexy ass.
Toby and Bobby had changed positions by then, Toby had lifted the boy off
his big hard cock and laid him on his back on the couch with his ass
sticking off the edge and was kneeling and fucking the boy that way, and
they were kissing passionately. Bobby was getting the good long hard
fucking he had craved all day, and had a look of contentment on his face
as the hugely muscled body-builder fucked him hard.
Angelo's body gave one final convulsive contraction as his orgasm finally
ended and he opened his eyes and looked at me gratefully, grinning.
"Man, that's the finest cock I ever rode," he panted happily.
"It's yours any time you want to ride it again, stud" I said, running my
hands appreciatively over his pecs and abs. He was so lean and ripped he
looked like an anatomy lesson, the ridges of his abs were like marble and
I loved feeling them. He obviously liked having them felt too, as he
glued his lips to mine and moaned happily while I enjoyed his awesome
muscles, my own cock still throbbing with the last of my orgasm.
The noises from the other side of the room brought us out of our ecstatic
embrace and we both looked across to watch. Bobby's voice rose higher and
higher as Toby fucked another orgasm out of the happy teen. Angelo lifted
himself off my cock and we got up and walked across to watch as the boy's
body arched and his head flew back and he shrieked as his cock erupted in
a fountain of white stick jism while Toby slowly and methodically drilled
the kid's ass. Toby was grinning happily, obviously proud he could fuck
that much cum out of the little stud.
The sight of Toby's beautiful hard-muscled ass as he plowed Bobby got my
balls churning, and I knelt behind him and shoved my cock up his hole. My
cock was so wet and slippery from fucking Angelo that it went in with
little resistance and Toby grunted with pleasure as I started giving it
to him hard. He was already close to the edge from fucking Bobby, so it
didn't take much to send him over the top and he fell on top of Bobby
yelling as I fucked him and his cock exploded up the kid's ass.
Angelo, meanwhile, had climbed up on the couch straddling with his ass in
the kid's face and then reached around and guided the boy's willing mouth
to his freshly fucked asshole so Bobby could lick and suck it clean.
Seeing that put me over the top and I fucked a hot load of my cum up
Toby's tight hot ass.
We all agreed to take a break from sex at that point, and moved to the
back yard to swim and relax. It was a hot Indian Summer evening, the sun
just setting, and the pool felt great. The yard was private enough that
there was no reason to put on swimsuits, and we swam and lounged around
naked, enjoying the sight of each other's bodies. Bobby, obviously giddy
with all the awesome muscles and big cocks surrounding him, went from one
to the next of us, licking and sucking and trying to get his fill of our
bodies. It wasn't long before he had us all hard and horny and wanting to
fuck again, but we were getting hungry, so Bobby offered to phone for
pizza. He said he knew a pizza delivery boy we should all meet. That
sounded intriguing, so we told him to go ahead.
I went with Bobby to answer the door when the pizza arrived. Carrying it
was a boy about my own age - eighteen or nineteen - with the body and
face of a Greek God. He was about five-ten, with long blond hair, blue
eyes, a dark tan, and from what I could see, luscious pecs and biceps and
abs. Appropriate to the hot weather, he was wearing just skimpy shorts
and a ripped off tanktop, so a lot of his body was on display. He looked
the archetypal porn-film muscle-boy surfer. Bobby and I were both still
naked, and our dicks were hard. Bobby had insisted this kid would dig
that, and the way the pizza boy looked me over and then winked at Bobby
confirmed that.
"Come on in," I said casually, "I left my money in back."
"Yeah, I can see that," the boy drawled as he smiled and followed me.
Bobby closed the door and trailed along happily behind.
In the kitchen, the pizza boy put down his burden on the counter as I got
his money.
"I'm Derek," I told him, holding out my hand.
"Justin," he said as we shook.
"When do you get off?" I asked.
"This is my last delivery," he said, grinning. "As for when I get off,
that depends on you."
I stepped up to him and reached out and slid my hand up under his tank
top, feeling his smooth, hairless pecs and abs. He moaned softly in
appreciation, and returned the favor, reaching out and feeling my big
hard pecs too. I was a little more muscular then he, but he had one of
the sexiest, most beautiful, desirable male bodies I had ever seen,
perfectly proportioned, hard and sexy and swelling all over with lush
male potency. I let one hand drop to his groin and groped him through
his skimpy denim cutoffs and could tell from the quickly growing bulge
there that he was definitely as ready to play as Bobby had said, and that
he had a piece of meat that might surpass my own.
I used both hands to open the pizza boy's fly and pushed his shorts down
- he was bare underneath and his cock was swelling to impressive
proportions. I wondered how he kept that monster confined in just those
skimpy cutoffs, and he admitted later it was a challenge, but he liked to
be able to beat off as he was driving to his deliveries, and no shorts
made that easier. He confessed that sometimes he shot his load on the
pizzas he was delivering, he got off on the thought of some unsuspecting
college boys eating his cum with their pepperoni. I asked if he had added
anything to ours and he said No, Bobby had clued him in on what was
waiting, so he'd saved his load.
Toby and Angelo had joined us by that time, and Bobby produced several
six-packs of beer. It didn't take more than about fifteen seconds to get
blond surfer-boy Justin buck naked and after we spent a few minutes
enjoying his huge cock and magnificent teen body we all ate. I admit I
was tempted to skip the pizza and throw Justin on the table and fuck him,
but my hunger prevailed.
After we finished eating and cleaning up we all sat around drinking more
beer and talking for a while. I told everyone about how the day had
begun, and Bobby confessed, as I had guessed by then, that all his
misbehavior had been planned, as a way to get me to spank him and fuck
him. He loved being spanked by older boys - and he'd been hoping I'd get
turned on and want to have sex. He hadn't planned on what had actually
happened, but he admitted he had enjoyed it all, and he hoped I would
take him to the football game again. I asked him if the stories he had
told me were true, about Randy's brother Matt, and Brad and Marty, and he
said yes, sort of, but he had exaggerated things a little, none of them
had done anything to him that he didn't want or enjoy, he had instigated
most of it, and welcomed it all. Considering what he had gotten me to do
to him that day, I decided the boys who had broken him in had been as
much his victims as he theirs.
By that time we were all sporting major boners from all that talk about
sex, and since Justin was fresh meat, we all went for him. We were all
still naked, so Toby and Angelo lifted the blond surfer boy into the
kitchen counter and we all gathered round. His cock was indeed even
bigger than mine, not only longer by an inch, but thicker as well, a real
monster, and we took turns seeing who could swallow more of it. He really
got off on being the center of attention, and having such a big cock that
no one could take it all, and delivered a non-stop stream of obscenity
and encouragement as each of us tried to engulf the sexy muscle-boy's
enormous tool.
I tried first, and got about two-thirds of it down my throat before I had
to come up for air. It was long and thick and the most beautiful piece of
stud-meat I had ever sucked, and there was nothing I wanted more right
then than to go all the way down on it and suck it until Justin was
gasping for release, but no matter how hard I tried, two-thirds of that
huge pole was all I could take.
"Fuck yeah, stud," Justin chanted at me, "betcha you thought YOUR cock
was big, look at mine, can't take a real man's cock, can ya, faggot, eat
that monster cock, eat it, come on boy, eat me, take more, you can take
more than that, you're not trying, pussy boy, eat my cock, go down on it
baby, yeah, that feels good, suck it hard, swallow my cock, cock-sucker,
eat me faggot!" His use of terms like "faggot" and "pussy boy" didn't
bother me, I say some weird shit when I'm in the throes of sexual
delirium too, he was just talking dirty to me, and it made me even
hornier and more desperate to be the one to make him cum, but that wasn't
going to happen, and I gave up.
Bobby said he'd already sucked Justin's giant cock a bunch of times on
the pizza boy's previous visits to the house, and he couldn't take more
than half of it, so he'd pass, but we insisted he take a turn, and it was
obvious Justin liked the kid a lot, he grinned and held Bobby's head
gently as the boy gobbled that big cock for all he was worth, and
Justin's eyes rolled back in his head like he was in heaven having the
cute teen service him. I understood, there was something irresistibly
sexy and arousing about Bobby, the combination of such cute youthful
innocent looks and such total sexual abandon made him incredibly
desirable and heightened the pleasure of his sexual attentions. But half
of Justin's mammoth cock was all Bobby could take, and we stopped him
when Justin looked like he was about to blast his load, we had agreed the
winner should get the honor of draining the sexy pizza boy's nuts for
him. Justin urged Bobby on just as he had me.
"Oooh, yeah! Sweet little cock-sucker, eat my cock. That's it, baby, you
want all of my big log, don't you, baby, come on, take it all, suck me,
you little faggot, suck me good, oh yes, that's good, sweet little mouth,
eat me, come on, baby." Compared to the way he had talked to me, Justin's
words to Bobby were almost endearing, and it was clear the blond god had
a soft spot for the sexy teenaged fuck-toy.
Toby went next, and did a little better than I had, but the monster
cock's head was just too thick to get down his gullet, and he sounded
like he was about to strangle. Then his buddy Angelo tried to shove
Toby's head down on the thing. I think Angelo had drunk a beer or so too
many, he went a bit too far trying to get Toby to take it all. Justin
didn't say anything, he just looked amazed as the dark, heavily muscled
Latino muscle-stud forced his big blond body-builder friend to suck cock.
"Take it, buddy, take that fucking cock," Angelo growled as he forced
Toby to take more and more of Justin's fuck stick, and it took both me
and Bobby to pull Angelo away and free Toby so he could breathe again. He
was angry at his buddy, and we had to keep them apart while Toby cooled
down.
Angelo went last, and won the contest easily, proving what I had observed
earlier when he was going down on me, he had the biggest appetite for
huge cock of any guy I'd ever met, and could do things with his mouth and
throat that would have made him a god in the porn industry. He buried
Justin's monster down his throat with no trouble, and when Toby tried to
pay him back by forcing his buddy to keep that cock down his throat,
Angelo held it there so long we were all sure he had suffocated and we
were ready to pull him off and start administering mouth to mouth
resuscitation. Justin was in heaven, and delivered the filthiest torrent
of encouragement he had produced so far.
"Oh! Fuck yeah! God damned fucking cock sucker, eat that giant cock! Fuck
yeah! Eat it all, faggot! Eat it all! God damn! Yeah! Shit, yeah! Eat me,
faggot, eat me! Oh yeah! God damn, yeah! God damn! Uhnggh! Unghh!" As
Angelo's efforts began to have their desired effect, Justin's words
degenerated into grunts and moans. Angelo had the boy's huge cock buried
entirely in his throat and was making an equally amazing set of noises -
grunts and moans and gurgles that could have meant anything from "God
damn I love sucking this huge cock!" to "Help, I'm choking to death!"
Even Toby was scared eventually that his buddy's crazed obsession with
taking all of that huge tool was suicidal, and tried to pull Angelo away,
but the sexy Latino stud wouldn't give it up. Finally he relinquished the
giant cock long enough to take a breath, then went to work polishing the
pizza boy's knob properly, sucking and licking it and deep-throating it
until Justin started gasping and panting and yelling and finally cumming,
and Angelo took it all. Toby and Bobby and I watched in amazement and
envy and admiration, each wishing it was he who was wringing that mind-
blasting orgasm from the hugely endowed blond surfer boy.
When Justin was drained at last, Angelo stood back grinning from ear to
ear, his big sexy lips glistening with fresh cum. A few final drops oozed
from Justin's slowly softening pole and Angelo leaned down and licked
those off too. That was an Olympic-grade performance.
Justin was still lying on his back on the kitchen counter, exhausted from
the blow job he'd just received. Up until that point no one had bothered
to ask the beautiful surfer if he liked to suck cock or get fucked, we
all just assumed both for some reason, so Angelo hopped up on the counter
straddling the boy's head and stuffed his sizeable endowment down
Justin's throat, and we all interpreted the grunts coming from the boy as
sounds of enjoyment. It seemed fair that Justin should get Angelo off at
that point, to return the favor for that awesome blowjob he'd just
received. I doubt the blond surfer-boy had ever before found anyone else
who could take him all the way. Angelo's cock had been rock hard the
whole time he was sucking Justin's, and I figured he was pretty close to
blasting his load down the boy's gullet. I lifted Justin's legs and
buried my face in his smooth hairless ass to get him ready to be fucked,
and Bobby put his mouth where Angelo's had just been, on the pizza boy's
cock, which quickly swelled back to full erection, making Bobby one happy
stud-puppy, and reinforcing the impression that Justin was enjoying what
was happening to him.
Toby, seeing Bobby bent over, his ass sticking out so invitingly, stepped
up behind the kid and started fucking him. Bobby didn't miss a stroke on
Justin's cock, he just rolled his eyes with delight as his already well-
fucked hole welcomed the return of one of its favorite visitors. He and
Toby had connected in the basement when Toby fucked the boy down there a
few hours earlier, and it was clear the two would be seeing a lot of each
other.
I had wanted Justin's beautiful ass from the moment I had seen it, when
we undressed him right after he arrived. All of us had gathered round the
boy, stripped him naked, and then fondled and caressed him
appreciatively. He was as perfect a specimen of male beauty as I had ever
seen, everything in perfect proportion, everything hard and seductive and
sexy, especially his ass, which gave the term "bubble butt" a whole new
meaning, with big round firm cheeks that begged to be parted and fucked.
I had already given it some attention earlier, feeling it with my hands
and rubbing my cock in the boy's crack as we all gathered round him and
enjoyed his god-like body before agreeing to eat first and fuck later. He
had accepted our worship with the tolerant gratitude of someone who was
used to being idolized.
Now that I was getting ready to fuck the boy, I grabbed his ankles and
lifted and spread his hard-muscled legs to expose his ass and then
squeezed his big firm round ass cheeks, and licked and tongued his crack,
and sucked his balls, and started fingering his hole, which seemed a bit
tight, but I'd had my share of beer, so I didn't worry about that for
long. My cock was rock hard and oozing and desperate to feel the surfer's
ass closing around it. Justin kept his legs way up, seeming to be
granting me total access to his awesome muscular ass.
I grabbed a low stool I had scoped out earlier, and sure enough, standing
on it put my cock at just the right level to fuck the boy, so I sunk my
big sausage into his ass in one hard lunge, and loved the noises he made,
muffled of course by Angelo's big hard cock down his throat. I would have
spent more time opening him up and lubing his hole, and given him a while
to get used to my giant an inch or so at a time, had I known it was his
first time getting fucked in the ass, of course.
As it was, I was too hot with lust to take long enough to enjoy that fuck
the way I might have if I had known I was deflowering a virgin. Watching
Angelo suck Justin's awesome dick a few minutes earlier, and now the
sight of Angelo fucking the blond surfer's godlike face and Bobby trying
to choke himself to death on the boy's pole, and Toby plugging Bobby so
hard the cute little teen was being lifted off the floor several inches
with each giant fuck stroke, had all made my nuts swell so full with cum
that it didn't take more than about ten strokes of my cock up Justin's
unbelievably tight hot asshole to push me over the edge and make me start
cumming. It took twenty or thirty more fast hard strokes for me to drain
my balls, though, and that seemed to go on forever, with my shouts of
ecstasy filling the house. Bobby said later just the sound of me cumming
had made him cum too, he was stroking his own cock as he sucked Justin's
and got fucked by Toby, and he blasted his load all over the side of the
counter.
Toby and Angelo came at the same time, smiling at each other as one
fucked the pizza boy's pretty face and the other fucked Bobby's pretty
ass. Angelo leaned over and kissed his friend on the mouth as both gasped
and moaned with ecstasy, their cocks throbbing and spurting hot cum into
the warm wet holes engulfing them.
Justin was making strange noises and the rest of us eventually came down
from our sex-crazed trances enough to hear him. I pulled my cock
reluctantly from the sexy blond's ass, cum still spurting from it to hit
the boy's beautiful ass and run down onto the floor, and Angelo pulled
his cock from the kid's mouth, and we were all sighing with satisfaction
when Justin gave an enraged yell and shoved Bobby off his cock - the
lust-crazed teen was still sucking the huge hard boner for all he was
worth. Justin jumped off the counter, furious. His lips were glistening
with cum, and several big drops of it dribbled down his chin as he yelled
and swore.
"GOD DAMN! WHAT THE FUCK! I'm no QUEER! I don't SUCK COCK! I don't take
COCKS up the ass! You mother fucking perverts just RAPED me! TWICE!" He
was sputtering and fuming and stomping around the room like a madman,
spitting to try to get rid of all the cum he had just been forced to
swallow, rubbing his tender, no longer virgin asshole, dancing around
trying to figure out how to regain what he had just lost.
Gradually it dawned on all of us what had just happened. We laughed. That
just made Justin madder, and he would have gone berserk if I hadn't
gotten myself under control enough to calm him down. I made myself stop
laughing and held my hands up in a pacifying manner and started talking
to him slowly and calmly and gradually he listened and settled down.
"Whoa, Justin! Chill, dude!" I said. "We didn't know. It was a mistake.
We're sorry. Bobby didn't tell us you were straight, we assumed you were
into guys like we are." I had serious doubts about how straight the
gorgeous kid really was, but it didn't seem like the time to point out to
him that straight guys don't join four horny queer boys for sex as
willingly as he had, and the pretense that he wasn't queer so long as he
never sucked or got fucked was bullshit. I kept talking calmly and he was
looking at me, scowling, but listening. "Come on, dude, let us pay you
back, I already sucked your cock - or tried to. You're so fucking big,
dude, you're awesome. You want to fuck my ass with that monster? Come on,
your cock is so hard it looks painful." That was true, of course, the
big-dicked surfer had never lost his erection, so it seemed unlikely that
he had hated getting fucked at both ends as much as he said. I kept
talking, and he pouted angrily, but listened.
"Come on, dude, shove that giant up my ass the way I just did mine up
yours. Fuck my brains out, dude! Hurt me with that big cock of yours,
make me squeal like a little girl, make me beg you to stop and then keep
dicking me, fill my faggot ass with your hot man meat and pump me full of
your macho fuck juice! Make me your pussy boy, dude, fuck me hard!"
Talking dirty to the kid did the trick, he liked that, hearing me talk
about myself the way he had earlier. Fucking me would prove he was the
real man, having a bigger cock proved he was more a man than I, it was
all bullshit, but it was calming him down.
Toby and Angelo took their cue and bent over with their asses lifted,
ready to be fucked. "Yeah man, fuck us too!" they chorused. We had all
been looking forward to taking that big pole up our rear ends, anyway,
knowing it would hurt, but determined to find out what it felt like to
get reamed by super-cock. I joined them and the three of us stood side by
side, bent over naked with our forearms on the kitchen counter, our legs
spread wide, our asses exposed and vulnerable. Bobby just sat on a stool
and watched happily. He told us later that he'd taken Justin's huge
member up the ass a few times already, and preferred to watch and stroke
his cock while we three found out what it was like to get fucked with
that behemoth. He tossed me a bottle of lube, though, and the three of us
hurriedly used it to get one another ready. I worked some up Toby's ass,
then he did mine, and finally I did Angelo's. Some foreplay with a few
dildos would have been even better, but I didn't think Justin would be
willing to wait and show us that consideration. After all, I had popped
his cherry practically dry!
Justin had calmed down a little as I talked, and when he saw the three of
us bent over like that, eager to take his cock up our asses, his lust won
out over his anger. I saw him looking at our hot, firm male asses,
licking his lips, stroking his cock now, imagining how it would feel to
fuck us, wanting to do it. He strutted and sputtered in a very macho,
I'm-completely-straight-don't-fuck-with-me manner, but when we begged he
relented.
"Come on man, fuck me, I need to get fucked by a real man," Angelo was
chanting.
"Dick me hard, dude, fuck my ass, please fuck me, I gotta have your huge
cock," Toby growled, wiggling his sexy butt towards the angry blond
surfer boy.
"Give it to us, Justin, fuck as all!" I urged him.
"Well, OK, I guess that's fair," Justin muttered. "If I fuck you, that
will even the score. Sort of." He was standing still now, beating his
meat slowly while he stared at our asses, our naked hard-muscled bodies
posed invitingly, vulnerable, begging to feel his huge cock fucking them.
He wanted us, he couldn't hide that. The sexy blond was so cute trying to
rationalize his lust for our asses and accept the fact that he had
actually enjoyed being made to suck another man's cock, and being fucked
in the ass. He bragged to me later about how it proved what a macho stud
he was, that he'd been able to take my big cock, and I think that was
part of what made it acceptable to him, that my cock was almost as big as
his. To the confused blond surfer boy, Bobby was just some cute little
faggot with a tiny dick who liked to suck cock, but we other three were
obviously big-dicked macho dudes like Justin thought he was, so we had to
be OK, and if we could enjoy queer shit like sucking cock and getting
fucked, then maybe it was OK for him to. It's like I always say, whatever
gets you through the night.
Finally the muscle-boy gave in to his urges. "OK, you first, pussy-boy,"
he growled, stepping up behind me. "you fucked my ass, so now I'm going
to fuck yours."
I was surprised when the kid picked up the bottle of lube and squirted
some on his huge dick. Maybe he knew from experience that a cock that big
won't go up a guy's ass without a lot of help, and fucking me dry would
be as uncomfortable for him as for me. He didn't spend a lot of time on
it though, and before I was completely ready, half his huge cock was
buried in my rear end.
I let out a yell that must have been heard a block away, and Justin
grunted happily.
"Yeah, faggot, take it! Shout all you want, I'm fuckin your ass now!
Gonna make you scream for mercy, gonna rip you in two!"
At first that's how it felt, like the blond Adonis's huge cock was
ripping my ass open. He pulled out and rammed his cock into me again, and
this time got most of it inside. I yelled again, gasping for breath. It
felt like his cock was about to emerge from my throat, it was so big, and
reached so far into me. He pulled it out and on the third thrust got it
all in, I felt his belly hit my ass cheeks. I groaned in agony, I was
seeing stars, I couldn't breathe.
"Yeah, baby! Take my huge cock! Fucking your faggot ass! Splitting you in
two, teach you to fuck MY ass, make you beg for mercy, cock sucker, pussy
boy, fucking your ass, yeah!"
Once he'd succeeded in getting all his cock inside me Justin forgot his
anger and just started fucking me. Surprisingly, he used long slow
strokes, and after the first few he leaned forward and wrapped his arms
around my chest and pulled me upright, putting his mouth at my ear and
murmuring quietly to me as he fucked me long and slow. It took a while,
but slowly the pain in my ravaged ass changed to pleasure, his cock was
filling my ass with ecstasy, he must be oozing a lot of fuck juice, and
it was lubing me up finally. He knew just how to use his cock in a man's
ass, he was using it expertly to hit me inside where it felt good, he
wanted me to like it.
"How's that, baby," he crooned in my ear. "Do you like that, mother
fucker? Do you like my huge cock up your tight hot ass? Tell me you like
it, ass-licker, tell me you want me to fuck you harder, take my huge
cock, yeah, I'm fucking you pussy-boy, making you take it all and like
it, tell me you like it, tell me you want it."
By that time I didn't have to lie, Justin's cock was doing things that no
cock up my ass had ever done before, a wave of ecstasy was flooding my
whole body. I can rationalize that it was just the fear and then relief,
my lust for his awesome body and the thrill of being fucked with
something so big, my own conditioning to worship cock, the bigger the
better, my sex-crazed need to have that stud inside me, even a need to be
used and abused, but whatever it was, all I wanted then was for the blond
surfer stud to keep fucking me for the rest of my life.
"Oh! Yes! Fuck me, you stud! Give me all your huge cock, I love your
cock, I need you inside me, fuck me hard, fuck me, please fuck me, it
feels so good, deeper, harder, yeah, fuck me please!"
That's what the boy wanted to hear, his cock was his magic wand, his key
to whatever he wanted, and he wanted to be worshipped and desired, and he
also wanted to please, so he kept fucking me long and slow and gentle and
soon Toby and Angelo realized they weren't going to get fucked for quite
a while, so they left their submissive, bent over positions on either
side of me and gave Justin the absolute attention the awesome stud
craved, using their talented mouths and hands to pleasure him all over as
he fucked me, sucking his pecs, licking his ass, kissing and fondling and
caressing him and me all over and slowly he relaxed and gave in to their
ministrations and soon he was fucking me faster and harder, and panting
like a little bull, grunting and panting and moaning and swearing, and I
was still loving it. Justin's hands were all over me, stroking my cock,
working my pecs as though he was actually enjoying my hard-muscled male
body the way a macho straight boy shouldn't be doing. He was licking and
sucking my ears, grinding his huge hard pecs and washboard abs against my
back, plugging my butt with his enormous cock, drilling me and making
love to me and chanting obscenities to drive himself on.
"Oh yeah, cock sucking faggots, eat me, take my cock, suck my big hard
pecs, eat my ass, fuck your ass hard, baby, that's it, worship my big
dick, suck my big hard pecs, that's it faggot, you want it, here it is,
take my huge dick up your sweet hot ass, fucking you hard, hard baby,
fucking your ass, eat me yeah, yeah, fuck-fuck-shit, cock sucker, fuck
your faggot asshole, yeah!" As the surfer boy's thrusts up my ass got
harder and faster his words degenerated again into gibberish, all grunts
and moans and meaningless obscenities until he finally went wild and
started ramming his cock up my ass so hard my whole body felt like a
giant rag doll impaled on him, an extension of his cock, I was just
floating in a daze of hard muscles and huge cock fucking my ass, muscles,
cock, ass, fuck, cum. I was cumming, and it went on for an eternity, as
Justin fucked me and came inside me and engulfed me with his awesome
muscles.
Justin and I both collapsed, and Toby and Angelo caught us and pried us
apart. Justin didn't want to let go of me, he was clutching me and
thanking me and apologizing to me and kissing me. I fell against the
kitchen counter, trying to catch my breath and regain my vision.
Whereas I am usually a top, and wasn't used to getting fucked with
anything as big as Justin's huge pole, Toby and Angelo liked getting
fucked with huge cocks, and couldn't wait to get Justin's up their ass.
They laid him on the floor on his back, and were all over the awesome
stud's naked body. Justin was still panting and every now and then his
awesome abs would contract and he would grunt as another aftershock hit
his body and a big glob of cum would ooze from the tip of his cock and
dribble down the shaft and Toby and Angelo would lick it up greedily and
then go back to working the stud's big hard pecs, one on each side.
Soon their efforts had revived Justin's interest in still more sex, and
Toby said "My turn!" and straddled Justin and lowered his ass onto the
boy's cock, engulfing it with his ass with relative ease. He shut his
eyes tight a couple of times as he was taking it all in, and gasped once
or twice, but he kept one hand on his own big hard dick, and the other on
his own pecs, and pretty soon he was fucking himself with the boy's cock
and his head was thrown back and his face had a drunk abandoned look of
total ecstasy. That was an awesome sight, blond on blond, the two hugely
muscled studs joined together on the floor. Soon Justin started adding
his own upward thrusts to the action, and Toby started yelling and
bouncing up and down like some super-realistic male sex doll.
"Oh yeah man, fuck me with your giant cock, fuck me, that feels so good,
give me your cock man, harder, Yeah! Yeah! Fuck me!"
Toby started cumming and blasted a huge load of cum all over Justin, the
darkly tanned surfer's smooth-skinned pecs and abs were covered in big
white sticky drops of jism, and some hit the boy's sexy face, and Angelo
started licking it up like a hungry dog, and when he started licking it
off Justin's face, they started kissing. Justin had kissed me towards the
end when he was fucking me, but he could claim he'd lost control then,
this time he didn't have that excuse, he was a long ways from cumming,
and he was kissing another guy on the lips and liking it.
Once Toby had stopped grunting and shaking and cumming all over Justin,
he stood up off the surfers' cock and walked over to Bobby and kissed the
boy, and the two started into some serious love-making. Angelo got up and
laid on his back on the coffee table with his legs spread apart in a big
V and his ass wide open and said "Come on, stud, fuck me now, let me feel
that big cock too!" Justin got up on his hands and knees and crawled
slowly across to the dark body-builder and shocked us all by licking the
muscle-stud's crack and ass hole, then actually going down on his big fat
cock.
"Oh yeah, baby, eat my ass, suck my big dick, so good, baby, so good."
Angelo crooned to the surfer as the macho straight boy gobbled cock like
a pro. Angelo grabbed Justin's head and got into some serious face-
fucking and Justin took Angelo's thick eight inches to the crotch hairs,
and the sounds he was making told me he loved it. Had his earlier
outburst been just an act?
Justin was on all fours with his beautiful ass sticking up in the air,
and I couldn't resist it, I got down on my knees and crawled over to him
and buried my face in his crack, shoving my tongue up his hole. My cum
was still leaking out of him from the good hard fucking I had given him
not long before, and I lapped it up greedily. I balanced myself on one
hand and used the other to grab Justin's huge cock like a handle and
stroke it slowly up and down. When I started tugging and squeezing his
huge nuts, Justin came up for air and reached back and grabbed my head
and held it in his crack and ground his cum-filled ass into my face and
growled "Oh yeah baby, eat that ass, work my balls, play with my cock,
that's it baby, make your daddy feel good!" Then he went back to sucking
Angelo's big cock, and for a while we stayed like that, Justin giving
Angelo's cock a world-class sucking while I worked the blond Adonis' ass
and cock and balls with my mouth and hands.
Eventually Angelo got desperate to be fucked, and started begging the
surfer boy to dick his ass.
"Come on, stud, it's my turn, fuck me with that beautiful big cock of
yours, plow me good, I've been waiting all night to get that thing up my
ass, give it to me man, dick me hard!"
I was lying on my back on the floor by then, with my head under Justin's
crotch, my mouth sucking on the huge head of his giant dick, one hand
working his huge nuts, two fingers of the other hand well up his hole.
I'd found his prostate and was digging away at it and he was grunting
encouragement. Angelo's pleas got through to him at last and he pushed me
away, then got up on his knees and moved forward. Angelo raised himself
onto his elbows when his cock was released and looked adoringly at the
blond surfer boy. They made a cock-wrenching sight, one little and dark
and hairy, with huge hard muscles, the other big and blond and smooth.
"Fuck me, boy, shove it in, I can take it, don't hold back," Angelo
urged.
Justin took the sexy Latino body-builder at his word and moved up between
the stud's legs and shoved his cock in with one hard lunge. Angelo let
out a long moan of pleasure as his ass was filled with that huge fuck
stick, and Justin wasted no time starting to plow the stud's ass good and
hard. I crawled forward and got my face in the blond surfer's sexy ass
again, and managed to keep it there as he deep-dicked Angelo with long
slow strokes, pulling his giant cock all the way out and jamming it back
in hard until Angelo's teeth were chattering and his mouth was hanging
slack and dazed with lust. Justin was holding Angelo's legs by the
ankles, pushing them back over the muscle-stud's head, bending him
double, then leaning down and putting his lips on Angelo's so they could
kiss as he fucked the dark stud's tight hot ass. That gave me even better
access to Justin's ass, but when I came up for air the sight of that
beautiful bubble butt put another idea into my head and I glanced up at
Bobby and Toby, who were sitting side by side on the couch, jerking each
other off as they watched the awesome show. Bobby grinned and nodded at
me, and his mouth formed the words "Fuck him" and I decided the
opportunity was too good to pass up. Justin had taken my big cock once
already, his ass was still stretched from that good hard fucking, and it
was well lubricated with the load of my cum that was still oozing out, my
own cock was hard and oozing, my balls were full of cum and throbbing
with the need to be drained, so I got up on my knees and moved forward
and put the head of my cock where it so desperately wanted to go and
pushed slowly and it slid right in all the way to the root with no
resistance. Justin pulled his mouth from Angelo's and let out a long low
moan of pleasure. I pulled out and slid my cock into his ass again, and
he moaned again. Then he said the words I was waiting for, not loud, but
loud enough to hear.
"Oh, yeah! Fuck yeah! Fuck me!"
I let Justin do most of the work. As the blond god fucked his big cock
in and out of Angelo's ass, he fucked himself on my big cock, and he made
no bones about liking both parts of it. I leaned forward on his back and
reached around and grabbed his big hard pecs and rubbed and squeezed them
while the blond stud moaned and grunted and got all three of us off.
Eventually his cock up Angelo's ass made the muscle-stud pump a huge load
of his hot cum all over his pecs and abs, and my own cock started pumping
jism up Justin's tight hot ass, and that drove Justin over the top and he
made a few final hard lunges into Angelo and emptied his nuts up the
stud's ass.
I pulled my still semi-hard dick out of Justin's ass with a loud wet
plop, and he pulled his own out of Angelo and looked back at me.
"OK, stud," he said, grinning. "I admit it, I liked that. Don't get the
idea you can do it any time you want to, and don't tell anybody you did
it, but that was pretty hot." That was major progress for the kid, so I
smiled back and caressed his bubble butt ass cheeks with my hand. He
leaned over and kissed me as I shoved two fingers up his cum-filled hole
and made him moan and whimper with need.
I fucked Justin again that night. The suddenly shy muscle-boy asked if he
could share my bed, "as long as you don't try anything funny," but I knew
he wanted it. With his ass so well stretched by my cock already, and the
memory of how good it felt tingling up there, he had to have more. All I
had to do once we were lying in bed naked together was to suck his cock
slowly while I finger-fucked him and soon the kid was begging for it.
That time I got him on his back and threw his legs up over his head and
watched his face while I drilled his ass, and he was looking up at me
worshipfully, totally loving every long slow thrust of my fuck pole
inside him. I fucked another orgasm out of him, and his eyes rolled back
in his head and he moaned and panted with ecstasy, loving every jab of my
cock into his willing fuck hole. He didn't even ask to fuck me back,
which made it clear what he'd been after.
Toby and Angelo spent the night with Bobby, the three of them doing
unspeakable things to one another, but they all joined me and Justin in
the morning, and the two body-builders fucked the huge-dicked blond
surfer too, flipped him on his stomach and drilled his ass without even
asking, and he laid there and took it and begged for more. By the time he
left in mid-morning the kid was well broken in, and had asked for all our
phone numbers.
Bobby and the two college boys and I spent Sunday morning working out,
lying by the pool, eating, and fucking. Toby and Angelo had to get back
to the dorm to study, so they left in early afternoon, and Bobby and I
were alone again. We sat naked side by side on the leather couch and
watched a fuck film and played with each other's cocks until it was
almost time for his parents to be home, when we got up and showered and
dressed. As his parents' car turned into the driveway, Bobby turned to me
and asked shyly if I would baby sit with him again. I pretended I was
reluctant.
"Please say, yes," he begged me. "I promise to be really naughty."
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That's THE END, for now, but if you liked this one, I have more.
You can find links to all of my stories at nifty by going to the authors
page.
Keep on spankin' it, dude.
derek