Date: Tue, 17 Jul 2012 15:58:39 -0400 (EDT)
From: Jarrod749@aol.com
Subject: Chapter 21.  Wanna Help Me Out? C'monnnnn!

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Wanna Help Me Out? C'monnnnn? Chapter  21

Fum las' time:

Jeremy was ambivalent and as he turned the three fingers 'round and 'round
in the hole to the the second knuckle he eased in deeper and his pinky
finger joined the others.....they whirled in a 'round and 'round twisting
kind of circle inside Scotty and then slowly, ever so slowly, Jeremy
started to flatten the fingers out so that the full width of the four
fingers was sliding up into Scotty's impaled body at one time. The full
flat of the fingers now sideways, measured over 3 inches wide as they
coursed Scotty's tormented bunger.

Jeremy was inside his boytool beyond the second knuckle of his fuckfinger
and then he bent forward and reamed hard up into Scotty as he added his
thumb to  this anal assault.

He surged forward and hard and harder and his dick was dripping prefuck
ooze freely now as it foretold its impending fuckplunge.

Jeremy's lips were moist with the drool of his own spit and his hair seemed
 to be spiked from the sweat building on his head giving him a whole
different  look as he gripped his joyous boyhog in his other hand and eased the
purplish head between his thumb and fingers inside Scotty's quaking  boyhole.

Jeremy got a whole new experience as he felt his own cock slip past his
finger tips inside Scotty's quiver. It gave Jer a chicken-skinning
sensation.....then.....his breath sucked in all the way.......and
thennnnnnnnnnn.....he was innnnnnnnnnnnnnnn! All the way in.  ALL THE WAY!

In.....in....in to his root!   to his balls! He surged and pulled  up
slightly before fwumping down into Scotty's butt-sucking hole, seeking the
deepest place inside Scotty he could explore with his all seeing, one-eyed
pleasure seeker!

Oh-h-h-h-h-h-h-h-h                 ffffffffffuhhhhkkkkkkkkkkkkkkk!

Wanna Help Me Out? C'monnnnn!  Chapter 21


There was just no place for Scotty to go. He was literally rolled up into a
 ball of spit, fuck, sweat, and tears. His knees were sealing his ears
shut. He  was rolled up so tight, he could lick the insides of his thighs.
Curled  and upturned to the ceiling, were his feety bottoms, all wrinkly;  toes
curled all under there way behind his sweat sopped head.

Jeremy was dripping sweat from his chin, his nose.....even his ears as he
breathed heaving sighs of ecstatic afterfuck joy if not sheer exhaustion.

Still fully root-sunk into the toyboy innards of his fuck doof, his butt
cheeks were still flexing probably more from reflex than thrills. He had to
by  now be fully sated.....spent till that next wave of teen driven cock
frenzy that  lived just inside that tiny tingle spot under the mushroom bloom of
his purply  dick head.

As he came fully down from that great fuck high, he started to feel the
warms, and the moisty smoothings of the slippery slide his cock was still
enjoying.

There might be no better lube than cream of fuck, and Jeremy was actually
getting some last run ups through Scotty's cock slide.

Soon Jeremy's prick slipped from it's teenboy housing and he was kneeing
his way up Scott's glistening, uncoiling body to where his serf could bathe
his  soft prick in the laving of a practiced boy pleasing tongue and cock
wringing  lips.

Scotty worked his magic for his masterboy, and soon Jeremy was filling the
boy's belly with his golden elixir.....his 'gift' to Scotty.....that gift
that  never stopped giving.

Scott was choking and gulping as Jeremy unloaded a healthy,  frothy
aftercum piss.

"Sir?" Scott queried.

Jeremy didn't answer, but just looked back at Scott whose head was raised
up off the floor......"May I go to the bathroom please....sir?"

Jeremy didn't answer, but just walked over to the outside door from the
basement and waved at Scott to come over.

Scotty scrambled up to fingers and toes and crawled to his gesturing
master.

He crept through the open door, followed by Jer and they made their way out
 to the front of the house, and to the street.

There at the curb, were Scotty's damp clothes where they were left  earlier.

It was still the middle of the night inspite of it seeming to Scott like
he'd had one end or the other of his slimmy boy teen form riding  Jeremy-cock
for days.

Still on the ground kneeling to the curb, Scotty reached for the pile of
clothes.

It was then he felt Jeremy's bare foot on his neck, shoving him ass over
into the street, rolling right over the clothes pile.

They were both butt naked there in the street. Jeremy just didn't care
about shit. He pointed at the clothes and said, "Spread 'em all out  there....."

Scott did as directed and looked back up at Jerry.

"Uhkay....dipshit.....now yuh can 'go tuh the baffroom.  And don't  miss
anythin. I want dem stuff soaked in piss."

Scott was caught by surprise. The dumb bastard was actually expecting
Jeremy to drive him home. Now he knew that wasn't gonna happen with his clothes
soaked in piss.....Jer wouldn't let him in his car.

Shakily his hand moved to his shrived up recoiled toy peter and it seemed
forever till the first drops leaked out.  As much as he needed to go so
bad.....to piss on his clothes again, before putting them on shamed him into
not  being able to let go.

Finally, a stream and then a full force of healthy piss that would have
made a racehorse proud.  Jeremy actually got a few sprays on his legs and
jumped back as Scott's clothes were completely  drenched......again.....sneaks
and all.

When the last leaking dribble dripped into his left sneaker, Jeremy
motioned for Scott to crawl over to him.

When Scott was at Jerry's feet, he looked up and Jeremy said, "Yur piss
sprayed on my legs......firstoff...yu better not let that happen again....now
lick me off clean.

So there in the dead of night, bareassed in the street the serfboi licked
off the master's legs where he stood at the curb.

After Jer was satisfied with the cleanup, he ordered Scott to tie his tee
shirt in a tight knot....and when he had done it, he said...."Now tie it up
real  tight again."

"Shove yur socks into one sneaker and yur boxers in the  other, and then
pull the laces up on yur sneaks real tight and then  knot them a bunch of
times real tight. C'monnn! More knots.

More!

Uhkay!

"Now tie yur pants up. Lessee if yuh can do it twict," Jeremy
mispronounced.

Scott was so intent on following orders he didn't have time to think what
this all meant and to feel even more sorry for himself than he had on and
off  the whole of the night.

>From his tortured knees there in the street, he looked up almost with a
feel of success that he'd followed all Jerry's orders and succeeded. He was
looking for approval from Jeremy.....his eyes almost pleading.....

Jeremy moved up to Scott who strained to look up into his face. Jeremy
smacked shit out of the kid, who was so shocked he yowled and convulsed into
tears.....whereupon Jeremy pulled Scott's head up by  the ears, and gobbed a
wad of spit over the heaving kid's face.

"I'll letchu know when to have yur faggot ass over here next.....now git
the fuck outta here. I'm comin' out with the car in a bit to check  yu
crawlin' bareass home.....an' by god if yu ain't......" Jeremy yelled as  he
footed the tied up clothes up the street and then kicked Scott in the  ass, and
then continued to barefoot punt the kid's ass as he crawled on up the  street
trying to grab for his pissed up mess of knotted clothes as he  went.

Jeremy snickered fondling his dick, strutting his naked ass back  toward
the house with the sight of Scotty still on his fingers and toes creeping
past the next street light.

Scotty had a long naked walk the five miles back home that night.

Back at Rusty's

The boys were both smirky-grinning at each other as Travis came out of the
drapes and then reached back for the sling sack he placed on the sill
before he climbed in.

Travis put the sack on the table next to Rusty's bed. The handsome, dark
haired crewcut boy just smiled up at Travis as the kid continued to get his
act  together.

"Where da fuck's yur clothes, asshole?" Rusty snickered.

"Onna groun' outside, dude. Figged in case I gotts tuh make a run, I needa
just pull outta yer ass and jump troo da winder....no muss nu fuss, eh!?"
Trav  followed up.

He pulled a fucking rubber out of the sack and held it up to the light
where Rusty could see the boy's cock spoo pretty well mixed into a pearl jam of
 goo. He shook it up and down and it bubbled inside the condom.
Obsessed as he was about Rusty getting reminded of his first ever fuck,
Travis had thoroughly washed the his afternoon fuck bitch scent off the outer
skin of his his fuck baggie so there'd be no reminder twat smells on it
when he fed Rusty.....which he did almost before Russ knew what was happening.
 Travis seemed to swoop down onto the edge of the bed next to Russ and with
a  hand behind his head he turned the spunk sack over and onto Rusty's lips.


The amazing thing about old cum in a rubber, is that it splurges all  down
the inside of the condom in one fell spoo. It scooozed right down  the kid's
tongue-slide before he knew what happened, and almost gagged him as it
slid to his throat hole.

Quickly drained, Trav pulled the end open wide and had Rusty  thwook his
tongue up inside and actually fitted it over the kid's tongue. The  thwooky
thwucky sounds of Rusty slupping every last sperm of his new  master out of
the silky, slimey rubber made Travis come up hard as stone.

Trav gripped the reservoir end of the condom and rubbed it all  around the
tip of Rusty's tongue, before slipping it off and leaning  in over his
buddy's face and letting a healthy gob of his silver spittle ooze  slowly from
his lips that he had pursed into a small 'O' to have it both  happen slowly,
and last as long as possible as Rusty started his new role as  'sponge' for
Travis' bodily fluids.

Travis had even thought about feeding Rusty when they were together by
chewing his food for him getting it all salived up for a good digestion, and
then tonguing it through Rusty's lips. Travis' ownership of Rusty's very
being  was really taking shape at a much faster pace than either kid realized.

Just the cum feed just now....I mean.....how'd that happen? Did Rusty even
think about what he'd done. Yehhh, they'd talked about Rusty taking all of
Travis....but look how fast this happened!

Travis didn't even seem to realize how easy it all came together. And here
he was cupping his fingers around Rusty's cheeks as he goobed the stream of
 spittle into the kid's mouth while Rusty's tongue was still slick with the
 dude's cream of boyteen.

It seemed like that was all over in a blink of an eye and here was Rusty on
 the floor alongside his own bed, taking his master's cock in to drain him
'right  from the spigot' as Travis had promised earlier.

Rusty subserviently kneeled to Travis' cock and sucked deep onto his tongue
 as the other boy released his pent-up water for Rusty to pleasure over and
to  please his friend.....his buddy....his boy pimp....the boy who got him
his first  lay.

Rusty was actually thinking of the scent of his deflowering.....his first
cunt....his first.............fuck......while he kneeled to his friend's
cock  and took of his piss.

When Travis was fully drained he lay back on Rusty's pillow and had his
friend lean up from the bottom of the bed and lick of his feet.....and of
course, his toes. "Suck 'em so good, Rust....yuh know whut I mean.....I know
yuh  do. Make me so....yuh know melty like, and then when yer done we can work
on my  pits and nips, yeh?  I can't wait....I wantcha tuh eat me to a
shrivel, yuh  know with all of my parts shrinkled up like prunes, and
then.....mannnnnn.....we'll fuck yur ass so good and make yuh beg and plead for  more
and more and I'll a'wways be wantin' tuh make yu so happy with my toolin'
an' giving it to yuh all yuh want.

"Ohmigod! Oh Rust....yur da greatest. Keep it...ohhhh....mahgod....I can't
...oh yu so good! S-o-o-o-o-o
g-o-o-o-o-o-o-o-d. Oh can't         b'lieve.......oh eat my alive!
Yu-so-gooooooooooood!" Travis squealed in low  near whispering whines of total
pleasing he never believed could ever be and the  kid was still just doing his
toes!

Somewhere's into the night, Rusty was allowed to come along side the bed to
 lick and suck out Travis' armpits and nipples. They had talked a bit at
some  point about shaving the whispy hairs of their pits.....I mean, they'd
done their  balls and dicks.....but pits would have to be another time. This
was just  all too wonderful for Travis to switch gears to shaving cream and
razors in the  middle a teenboy rapture he'd never ever dreamed of for each
of his body  parts.

Deeper into the night Rusty's tongue was numbed by the  time he bit into
Travis' nipple on the other side of the bed, having  long finished the left
nip, and both armpits. Travis kept both his arms up on  the pillow to enjoy
the full openness on as much bare skin as his  friend could lave his tongue
over.

Later, Travis' legs were raised over Rusty's back there on the floor so the
 boy could eat out the backs of the kid's knees....Travis was somewheres he
never  knew existed as he was literally eaten alive.

Oh mannnnnn, and then his legs were raised and propped up apart and sort of
 behind his head as Rusty began to joy Travis' asterisk of tightied up,
clenching, winking fragile skins protecting his joy buzzer.

Rusty ate at those delicate teenboy skins with such a gentleness, and yet
driven fervor that Travis was at the peak of his thrilly chillings when he
was crying real tears which streamed off his cheeks, under his ears and down
 onto Rusty's pillow and bedclothes.  Every few moments, Rusty had to lick
the seeping juices from Travis' cock being careful not to set his manboy
buttfucker off prematurely.

The boys were over three hours into this ultimate servicing and Travis'
taking complete and utter ownership of everything 'Rusty'.

It must have been right about then that Jeremy was barefootin' Scotty's
poor asshole up the street and home......

In Skylar's bed.....the covers were a twisted and distorted mess.  Ever
since he got dropped off by Travis and Rusty the other afternoon, he'd been
restless......and sleepless, waiting for contact from any of his new  fuck
buddies.....Jeremy included. Having been put to cock in the front  seat of the
car by Rusty and Travis, he half expected at least Travis to  show up at
anytime of the day or night. Of course, Travis had busied himself  with his
neighbor cunt, then Rusty and her, then Jeremy with Rusty, and then  the
fucking cunt, and now.......

........oh yehhhh, it was just then that Rusty's tongue tip  seeped up into
and between all the little teen boy skins at the entrance to  Travis' very
secret and darkest place.

Oh yehhhhhh.....that worming, twizzling teen tongue-muscle was  just
starting to flick and lick and thwooock at those tiny fragile smoothe and
slippery skins just inside a boy's thrill tunnel. That place where a well-  placed
digit of boyfun could bring a rutting teener right to edge of the world  in
which he lives....that ever present place in a boy's life where he  goes for
the glory....that ever building surge ....to the  final thunderclap of
magnificent cock-splosive  sex-sation!!!                         that drives a
boy to come back for it again and again and again and again and  and
and.........


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