Date: Tue, 9 Nov 2004 08:19:54 EST
From: Jarrod749@aol.com
Subject: Quarry Hole.  Chapter 13.

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descriptions of sexual activity between teenage boys. The acts are consensual
and are a result of their love or lust for one another. Please write:
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Each rut-bangin' butt snapping fuck Brice threw to Kurt, the closer he came
to easing his own pucker onto John's waiting, probing finger.

At this point Richie was pulling out of Brice's mouth, and as John had
earlier, he fed the boy a corner of a slice of pizza. Again...as Brice was chewing,
swallowing, humpin' and pumpin,' Derek pulled from Kurt's mouth and stood to
feed Brice now with his Kurt-spit slopped man dick of six fat inches. He first
did as the others and gave him a taste of his beer, and as the boy looked
thankfully into Derek's face, Derek fed his meat over Brice's beer cooled lips and
tongue.

Brice was nearing flashover now....his cock was firing on all cylinders....he
felt like he was plugged into a boy-jollies maker. The tingles fanned out to
his every nerve ending. The sweat streaming down his face, matched that
running down his back, and dripping from his cute slightly turned up nose. John
licked at the sweat as he tongued straight up Brice's spine.

Brice murphled something around Derek's now pumping face stuffer, and then
there was a scream of sorts accompanied by a wild burst of fuck-snap thrusting
up into Kurt's bunger.

We find that the mumbling was Brice's near-cum excitement alert....the wierd
scream was when he pulled back to long-cock those ass lips and got his boy nut
as he impaled himself as well on John's middle finger which was now nurturing
the deflowered boy cherry....."Ohhhhhphhccckkk!" Brice gawked as he filled
Kurt with another load of teen cream, while getting his own first tail ride....

Brice's cock pulsing slowed and yet as he calmed, his frenzy renewed. He was
humping still. He was driving himself back onto John's two fingers now!
"Ohhhhmmmmm," he warbled as Derek slipped out of the kid's sucking mouth. John's
precum was oozing in a steady stream to the floor between his cross-legged squat.
Derek and Rich were fascinated as they watched their pizza boy ride the rail
like a bronco bustin' cowboy!

Quarry Hole.  Chapter 13

As natural as is a horny boy, Brice's heavy, yet short breaths were
telltale....he never stopped hunching his bubble butt....but now his head fell back
against John's shoulder. John had come up onto his knees behind Brice and was
readying his boy pleaser to slide home up into Brice as he pulled his finger
friggers out. He bit the kid's lobe and breathed hotly onto his cheek as the
bulbous cockknob sought entry to the virgin sanctum. In Brice's next ride back over
John's meaty finger there was a near seamless finger-pull and cock-sertion.
John bit hard on Brice's ear as he leaned into the straightboy's first fuck.
Brice's crying scream was most likely equally ear and pucker pain.....but as
John released the kid's ear and replaced teeth with a wildly darting tongue, he
hugged Brice tight to his chest....fully impaled on John's hefty truncheon.

With all these fiery new sensations, Brice had not overlooked that his own
boy plugger was still nestled deep in Kurt's pussy pucker....and in those few
seconds after he fully achieved acceptance of John's cock, John made a
circle-wag of his butt sending his cock on a tour of Brice's tool tunnel,
and----and----ohhhhhhh.... Brice ham-slammed Kurt hard, and then started rebanging Kurt in
tiny strokes matching the very small movements of John in his own boytail.

He never felt anything like it....he'd never thought about it....would never
have thought he'd like it if he did....but godddddddddddd......he LOVED
it!!!!!  "Fuck you, boy???" John asked hoarsely whispering in his ear...."Fuck
you????"

Brice's head flopped back into John's neck and shoulder crease and moaned,
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhyehhhhhhhhhhhhhh.....fuck meeeee...fuck meee....ahh yeh....FUCK
MEEEEEEEEEEE!!!"

John wiggle wagged inside him almost continually, bringing the boy to the
edge of anal cum-snaps time and again. Now the kid's mind was near gone, and only
John's relentless ass pummeling drove Brice into Kurt....

His circuits were all crossed....the signals from his tingling, fuck-needy
dickhead were telling him he was gonna shoot his load....but so was his pussy
fuckin' asshole! He was getting all he could handle from John's power fuck. The
big dude was really into it now. He was grunting, and making deep throaty
guttural sounds, as he started into the final short-stroking cum shooting butt
slamming end of this fabulous deflowering boyfuck of Brice.

In those last seeming hundred short strokes, Brice was in a constant state of
inner convulsion as he snapped off one anal orgasm after another....there
wasn't even a separation anymore....it was like he was constantly shooting yet at
that high point of breathless expectation immediately before a cum....but it
never ended....it was died-and- went-to-heaven bliss for the young
fresh-fucked boy cunt who was also himself, drooling his own cock jam up inside Kurt's
thoroughly fucked-out bunghole.

John looked up at Rich and Derek and they could see from the wild eyed look
that John was long gone himself and sort of flopping around over Brice's
hunched over back. Rich helped John come around as Derek slipped in behind Brice. A
firm hand around the boy's face turned it into Derek's, whereupon his tongue
filled Brice's open mouth as the boy continued sucking all the air he could to
stay conscious through the most exhaustive few minutes of his entire
life....and now if he could think at all, he would know it wasn't nearly over.

Derek held their mouths, suctioning with now dueling tongues as his prick
slid through John's cum trail right up into Brice's finely lubed poop chute.

Rich had Kurt get on his knees to clean Brice's tail slime off his big
brother's hog, and then had him lie on his belly and lick his own ass taste off of
Brice's cock while Derek reamed the young fucker out.

Kurt stayed on the superheated pizza boy's sausage till Rich replaced Derek
at Brice's back door.

Soon, they had Kurt licking Richie's dick as it slid up and back into and out
of Brice's pucker. The cum riding back out of Brice's hole from the loads
John and Derek had left up there kept Kurt busy through Rich's entire boy-fucking
romp in Brice's pussycunt.

"Ummmmmmm," is all the sound Rich made as yet another load of teen cream was
shot up inside Brice this night.....this night of the 'taking of Brice'.

After Rich had Kurt clean him off, he put his head to floor and lifted
Brice's leaky bung over his mouth. "Getcher tongue up there fuckstick, and clean him
out."

Whatever sensations were left inside Brice's numbed out fuckhole should have
given him the wildest thrills as Kurt's rasper digged up in there to suck out
the three buds' jackjelly and spit shine Brice's tool tunnel walls.

John was sitting in a chair in a very mellow mood after the surprise of
having some virgin boy topping to enjoy with their pizza. Rich and Derek watched
the two younger dudes....one sucking ass, the other deliriously enjoying
it....staring with a smile that looked painted on his face....at his three
hosts....his tongue slipping out over his lip and sucking back in as he rode on and
on.....and on.

John called to him, "Briceboy....whutta you think about making some real
cash....like way more than you ever gonna make hustling fuckin' pizza?"

Brice just shrugged and huffed and said..."Sure...great...whut doin'?" His
whole body was wiggling, and his voice halting, with the action of Kurt's tongue
driving still up his butthole.

"You know kid," John continued, "you got that winning toyboy smile, handsome
prick and one fine asshole, boy. I can put you into some fine houses 'round
town that would do anything for that big smile, that squirrely tongue and velvet
smoothe bung."

"The young fucker eatin' you out right now, could join you on occasion to
double up on the play. I'd also be looking for another three or four dudes to
join our little company," John motioned for Brice to come over to him, whereupon
he pulled Brice's naked spit-slick ass into his crotch. He slid his finger up
inside Brice and got him riding his hotboy button over the finger tip while he
continued on saying, "I assume you might know a few young dudes we could
introduce to all this fun and our big money outfit?"

Brice's head wobbled on his neck like a bobble head doll's, again out of his
mind with inner- cum-snapping sensations.

"How many buds you got at the pizza joint?" John asked.

"Two," Brice breathlessly offered as he rose and fell now fucking himself on
the diddling frigger.

"How's about'chu bringing one of 'em tomorrow, after work, and the other the
next day? You can set it up like you bringing me another pizza, and you wanna
innerduce the new kid to me at the same time,"  John said.

Brice nodded...no longer able to speak. Seeing this, John called Kurt over to
finish Brice off. The older guys looked to each other and slapped
hands....they were in business!

"Richie....call Bentley now. See if he wants some action tomorrow
night....tell him starting figure's 20 bucks plus tip for one hour if he comes
here....describe Brice, and tell him first time's only an hour 'cause the kid's gotta
get home early," John directed.

Kurt was given a bowl of warm water, soap and towels to clean up Brice, dry
him and then they got him dressed and to the door, where John slipped his hand
down the back of the kid's pants and fingered his pucker while squeezing the
young dude to him. Brice just fuckin' swooned on the bigger guy's finger before
being sent off home, "See you tomorrow, boy....your new career begins then."

Brice had a big smile and bounce to his step....and a new itch....

....that he might never satisfy?

John, Derek and Rich were beat...not to mention their suckserf, Kurt waiting
for the next debasement there in front of them on his knees.

Derek and Rich just slapped John's hands and took off with visions of what
devious fuckin' plot John would have laid out for all of them the next night.
Kurt was shocked when John just sent him to the shower and bed while he turned
on the TV and ended up falling asleep the whole night down in the living room.

Next morning, a big day lay in wait for all the young quarry boys. Of course
Kurt's day began with his face bent up and back, on his knees with his big
brothers porker down his throat. John loved to rub Kurt's gawking throat when he
deep donged the kid, and it was really the only affection he ever showed
Kurt...he imagined he was jerking off Kurt's
throat..."Gwaccccckk--uhuhukk--huh-uh-huhkk!" Kurt gagged and tried to cough, but he could only swaller and gag on
that engorged manboy prick.

It was an unusual night to be sure. Kurt was allowed to sleep in his own bed,
without big bro meat in his ass. John didn't even make the kid come in to
serve him in his room at daybreak. John went for take out. He shuffled down to
Kurt's room, stripped the bed, dragged Kurt's ass to the floor where he admin
istered the dick-jection which brought his l'il brother to life once again for
another grand day of service to just about every dick around.

John loved to back up with Kurt hanging on his cock with his throat muscle,
all the way to the shower. He would usually relent in the shower and let Kurt
wash him with the cock just lying on his tongue oozing prefuck boy jizz the
whole time. Kurt was allowed to release John's cock so he could burrow into
John's bunger and joy his hole.

Just before the final soap off and rinse, John jack-hammered his cock through
Kurt's lips so fast that Kurt's head was snapping up and back so fast he was
"Umph-fumph'in" and his forehead was making rapid-fire smack-smack-smacks into
John's wet belly.
Then he heldddddddd....a v-e-r-y long moment while he filled the young dude's
mouth with swaller jelly. Kurt knew he was to hold it all to show the
jiggling cumshot to his brother. John got chills when he turned Kurt's face up and
looked into the kid's mouth. The gobs of spooge lay unstably, rolling over and
around Kurt's quivering tongue, wiggling and shimmering in the overhead light
of the bathroom. John held Kurt's neck and Adam's apple while he said, "Gargle,
fucktool....gargle...."

Ohhhhh mannnnnn! "Ahhhhgglglglglgggh!" The spermy-spittle bubbled up over his
lower lip, and the drool and spunk driveled down Kurt's jowls to his squatty
boy toes in the tub. Nnnggh!

His throat squeezed tight by John's big hand, he was allowed to swallow in
small 'guluck-gulucks' with his mouth wide open. John got so fuckin' crazed he
almost shot again without touching his steel-hard bobbing cock.

Smiling down at the gawking suckboy, who kept swallowing to clear the
slimespoo,  John enjoyed the kidface looking back up at him anxiously, only to
receive the cool cum-iced brother dick to clean off. Tongue and lips slupped over
that John dong, till the bigger kid was sated, and whapped Kurt's face with it
before rinsing and stepping from the tub to be dried off by his little brother
serfdog.

Kurt scrambled out and wrapped his brother in a huge soft towel and rubbed
him dry while he either crouched low or knelt before him.


Graig woke with a start with the sun shining into his room. His heart stabbed
when he realized that his having to meet John where he works to be put in
service this afternoon was NOT a nightmare. His hand traversed his smoothe naked
teenboy chest like shamied boys do....as he slumped back into his pillow
whimpering....


Shuey and Paul made their way to the corner where they met with Kurt, Scott,
Mark, Joey and Jerry for the trek to school. It was now an anxietous venture
every morning to see if any one the longtime buds would demand some kind of
service to his cock. They weren't sure, but Joey thought that he saw Graig
tearing off down the street on the dead run to avoid his being made morning
dicksnubbler. Kurt was silent about what happened the night before with Graig at his
place.

There'd be plenty of time for Graig as the days and weeks wore on....they all
knew....Graig was all but property of the quarry boys. There was idle talk
about the new kids who were lined up for the quarry that afternoon. Scott asked
Kurt if he'd been practicing to receive the new prime dick that afternoon.
Kurt sure had been in practice, and the boys were sure his big brother had put
him in the dog cage after 'practice' the previous night. It was cool in a way,
that every kid was thinking about what happens in Kurt's private life as if
they were there. Kurt in truth no longer had any privacy. He was balls ass naked
to the world around him anymore....for as far ahead as they could see.

Kurt, Shuey, Paul and Mark made it all the way to school with their clothes
still in tact and without their lips hanging off their buds' pricks.

As the kids rolled on into the school building, they hit the lockers for
books and junk, and then made their way to the cafeteria for breakfast. It was
more the hangout before school thing to do than it was an actual feed.

They stopped short at the door when a cheer went up followed by table banging
and foot stomping....and cheers for "Blowjob! Blowjob! Blowjob!" Then they
realized...when last they were in there, Kurt had blowed Scott under the table
at lunch hour. Kurt hung his head and shivered in anticipation.

They all laughed and waved, Scott jumped on a chair and quieted everybody
down...."Not now dudes....lunchtime...be here!" Another raucous foot stomping
cheer and then the din died down to the normal low roar of a crowd. Kurt had
sorta hoped that there wouldn't be a repeat of yesterday...he held out that maybe
he'd be spared from another naked cocksucking display of his talents. Shit
man! All he had was hope to hang onto anymore.


John's old truck rumbled to life, and he headed for work after Kurt had left
for school. His mind went lustily back to last night, when he reached the
corner where he had found Graig, eyes closed tight, jackin' his dick, naked on his
back...all alone. He sprung a rod immediately.

He hit the gas and took the route toward school....he was rubbing his dick in
his jeans....he was one fuckin' hot jeansboy....darting looks down streets
and up driveways hoping to catch site of Graig. No luck. He'd have to hold his
own till the young fucker showed up for 'duty' at the machine shop that
afternoon.

In no time it seemed...at least for Kurt....it was fuckin' noon time and his
next nightmare lunch was at hand. The kids knew they had to be careful now
'cause the crowd was roaring and noisy as hell and was getting attention of the
cafeteria monitors and serving crew.

Scott calmed them down and just told them they wouldn't be disappointed, but
that they had to keep order or there'd be no fun in Kurt's mouth if they all
ended up at the principal's office.

As it was the kids never could see much anyway....at least not after Kurt
stripped completely naked to their cheers and then crawled under the table to
take charge of one of his buds' tools. Their imaginations went wild once they
knew Kurt's face was locked on a kid prick. Scott gave the honors to Mark this
day. With a finger pointing down over Mark's head, all teen eyes were on the
quarry boy table and every move Mark made could mean either clothes being opened,
prick being pulled free and/or slipping through boy lips. The kids pounded
the tables every time they saw some move from Mark indicating he was being
'taken care of.'

He was that! Being taken care of that is. He started squirming and
wiggling....and soon he flushed crimson from the heat the poor fucker was in before
dozens of kids. To get a suckoff in front of everybody he knew...and didn't
know....it can't get better than that.....well unless he was bareassed naked on the
table humping Kurt's mouth all out in the open for everybody in the world to
see.

To the shock of most, there was a rush to the suckboy table of a whole bunch
of kids....with cameras? Holy internet!!!! The whole deal might be blowed by
late afternoon when shots of Kurt's face and mouth got plastered across the
internet....
no doubt even ending in up on web sites and magazines around the world once t
hey got picked up.

The scene was eeeeee-rotic!! Under the table was Kurt's bloaty cheeked face
filled with a humping out of control boy prick attached to hot teen kid
bouncing and squirming in his chair face-fuckin' a handsome young bare-ass naked dude.

Geez...the fucking precum-spitmix drool even! Strings of pearly goop reaching
for the floor. Kurt frighted up when he saw the kids, one after the other and
even in two's and threes flashing off pics and god knows how many picked off
30 and 60 second streamers of action! When Kurt started to pull back at what
this could all mean to his forevers, Mark held his face fast for he had already
started cock-humpin' to the inevitable wild gut-wracking teen ramjammin' cum
facefuckin'.

Small and simple things sometimes make the scene....make it horny...just so,
well, soooo fuckin' hottttttt!!! I'm watchin' Mark's teen-kid hands holding
onto Kurt's prettyboi face....how the fingers wiggle and knuckle-creep across
those boy cheeks to grip firm yet somehow sensually as his wide open fly and
lower belly 'ffwumpped' harder and faster by the second and then....oh man o man,
and thennnnn....he comes up off his seat.....his whole body wracked in teen
cumming rapture.....the whole cafeteria is crazed....in frenzy....lifting their
tables and banging the legs to the floor in a magnificent building crescendo
and then the wildest cheer went up when they saw Mark's sweat-streaked flushed
face grimace, scrunch his eyes shut....and then his deflated body flopped
back into the chair. The shriek and rumble of the whistles and stomping feet was
phenomenal. Monitors were looking everywhere around the room scared of what
they couldn't see....running around waving at the kids to settle down, only
driving the scene to an even higher pitch.

There is just something magnificent to a boy who watches another
boy....stares deep into his face....watching all his toyboy muscles clench and
tighten....and just sees him....CUMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!

Things had gone quiet....finally! What a lunch hour these kids all
had....nothin' would ever come close to toppin' this! Then in the midst of every kid's
feverish gasping recovery....need I mention how many kids shot their boxers
full of spoo without so much as a helping hand?

There out of the tables in the middle came one sturdy young dude...walking
somewhat wobbly, although boldy, no doubt soggy in the shorts, to the quarry
boys' table.

Holding out a small trembly hand, he shook hands with Scott, and said,
"Hi...ummm...my name's Sean.....and I'm um...a'posed to meet you all at the quarry
for a...um..."

Joey blurted...."Fer a BLOWJOB dickweed?"

The young dude nodded turning all shades of red, hanging his head while he
nodded.

The kids gave him time and directions and he said his big brother Rory who
graduated the last year wanted in on the deal too. Scott shrugged and said, "We
looking forward to it dude...the more cock the merrier for ol' Kurt here,"
Scott added as he pulled Kurt's cum slick face out from under the table. He stuck
his fingers into Kurt's mouth and pushed down on his tongue muscle making it
squiggle around....he kept doin' it and doin' it....while he said, "Just
think...kid... whutsyername? Oh yeh, Sean....pitcher that squiggling raspy
tongueswab wrapping it's whole self 'round your meaty little dick 3 hours fum now
pussyboi....think of these here lips suck-guppying around your root and'jer
balls....can yuh stand it????"

The kid buckled at the knees and his knuckles blanched as he held tight to
the edge of the table....Jerry whistled, pointed and yowled...."Lookit
him....hunchin' man...l'il fucker's cummin' right where he stands.....right fuckin'
here in fronna us....
They all went quiet and got that smile....

There is just something magnificent to a boy who watches another
boy....stares deep into his eyes....breath shortening....watching all his slender muscles
clench and tighten....ribs heaving, tummy rippling....knows his tailcheeks are
sphinctering outside and inside....watches his pelvis hunching with his
pumping, flexing butt globes snapping....knows the feels of those arcing surges
sparking across his dick head , down his nerve endings and the insides of his
thighs, literally down into his pretty boy feet.... toes twitching, tingling, and
curling under just before they splay out stiff. The kid watching now shows
that knowing smile, of awe maybe, and respect....as the boy he's
watching....fuckin'..........

                                      CUMMMMMMMMMMMS!!!!

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