Date: Mon, 8 May 2006 09:40:24 EDT
From: Jarrod749@aol.com
Subject: Chapter 6.  Wanna Help Me Out? C'monnnnn!

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materials of this kind where you live, then please stop now. This story contains
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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C'monnnnn.  Chapter  6.


Rusty was bucking slightly from the convulsive sobs which had ebbed now and
as he gazed up into Jeremy's face, he slowly opened his mouth and showed Jeremy
the gob of slimy spit burbling on his tongue.

"YAHHHH! I knew you'd make it dude. I knew it!!!!" and he made a big deal of
it with reciprocating handslaps above Rusty's head. Rusty beamed for joy.
Jeremy stared down with a faint smile....he knew...he truly knew now....

While all this was going on in Rusty's face, his bunger was being diddled and
had Rusty squiggling aimlessly side-to-side in a body shimmy that looked like
a trout in the bottom of a boat.

Still in a full bloated ear to ear smile, while staring right into his
fundork's face, Jerry's middle finger had been worrying at the teen wiggler's butt
slot from behind his back. He sticked a finger from his other hand and swiped
through the spit bubble on Rusty's tongue, then slid it right onto Rusty's now
winking pucker behind him. Rusty's whole butt was in involuntary motion now,
squeezing and sphinctering and in and out as Jeremy fevered it with first a
finger from one hand then one from the other. Then he slipped back between
Rusty's thighs now, drawing his hands in between his legs now, and the fingers back
up to Rusty's winking pucker.

"You are growing up right in my hands, buddy (hmmm...right on his fingers). I
can't tell you what a great thing this is for me....for you to let me be
mentor for your coming out...for your becoming a real mannnnn....in my own special
image!!!! To think this is something you always dreamed about and here it is
happening....getting not only to be like me, but to like....BE MEEEEE!" Could
Jeremy be falling for his own script?

Rusty absently butted down the bed up against the friction diddlers on
Jeremy's hands. Even Jerry couldn't believe it when he felt Rusty jut up against his
butt-worrying fingers. The boy's  tailhole was itching soooo....and on
fire....and in such...such NEEEEED!!!! Jeremy leaned up over Rusty's face again,
keeping one hand between his legs and still finger diddlin' while he gobbed up
another wad, really obviously this time never stopping his action in the kid's
bunger.

Fantastically, Rusty anxiously opened his mouth....strained his face up to
get closer.... to receive from Jeremy once again....curling his super-stretched
out tongue like a spoon this time. Godddddddd....he wanted it....wanted
it....soooo badddd!!!!

This is so fucking impossible. Could Rusty be this far gone for real?

As Rusty concentrated on the goober gob as it slid from the tip of Jer's
tongue....fucking amazing!....as the slimy goo-blob splooged onto Rusty's own
tongue, Jeremy's remaining teen diddling right hand middle finger slipped through
his mate's buddyhole to the third knuckle!

What a sight that was for the lens of the webcam!!!!! ....for the unbelieving
eyes of a whole raft of teen joy wackers sometime in the future...maybe??!!!!!

The delicate membranes seemed to engulf the finger....it just swooolphed
through and the skins seemed to ooze all around it.

The heat of Jeremy's breath fascinated Rusty having his idol so
close...breathing the very airs that were just inside Jeremy. God he was mindless! He truly
had no idea he had started to wriggle and writhe on Jeremy's frigging finger
now being joined by the forefinger.

Rusty was an electric power plant by now.....frigged and bouncing on the bed,
trying to ride his butt-bunger back onto the surging buddy digits sending him
to that whole 'nother place where all they did was scream for joy!!!!

With hardly a squiggle of the fingers....yet frigging incessantly....that boy
wriggling on their very tips trembled and shook in such an amazing rapid-fire
shimmy-quiver that you couldn't purposely do....only wildly sparking
nerve-endings could do to a body....to a boy....what Jeremy's frigger fingers were
doing to that deliriously diddled teenager.


Wanna Help Me Out? C'monnnnn!  Chapter 6.

The magical mystery tour ensued....

Rusty was crazed! He was wooofing from deep inside him....blowing out his
cheeks, machine-gunning short breaths while he bounced and flopped, falumphed and
rutted there on Jeremy's bed at the end of his mentor's fingers.

His hand shot for his cock and Jeremy was at red alert! His arm came back to
wale on Rusty's hand if it touched that jerking, leaking, rigid boy tool.

Whewww! Just in time Rusty stopped and his palm dropped above the head of his
peter onto his belly, flexing and kneading the quivering teen flesh it found
there. Still, his eyes fixed on Jeremy's....begging for a chance, just one
chance to....to let go....for some release....how he so needed to cummmmmm!!!

But there would be no release this day....no chance for Rusty to live the
natural life of the afterschool teen beating his meat to a raw stump bouncing on
a bed in the quiet safety of his own room. Noooooooooooooo! He belonged to
Jeremy now! He did know it! More than that....his cock....his cum....belonged to
Jeremy, too!

Thankfully, Jeremy had freed him the other days to take care of things once
he was allowed to go home. He even got to whip off in the morning if only to
fill Jeremy's filthy and oh so worn jock with a fresh load to show Jerry when
they got their lockers at school.

But here....now....you could see the fear all over his face when Jeremy,
smoothe as silk, slipped his fingers from Rusty's digit-sucking pucker and eased
them just as smoothly through Rusty's lips.

The scare came because while Jeremy got his fingers a tongue wash, he was
telling Rusty he no longer had to wear the cum-crusted, piss-soaked, and stale
sweat reeking jock he'd worn three days now. Rusty was afraid he wouldn't be
allowed to beat off if there was no reason to coat the jock!

He knew...he just KNEW...if he wacked his wick, Jeremy would know. He didn't
know how, but he was sure Jeremy would know! His teenmaster had taken on a
mystical aura....all seeing...all knowing....

But there was relief....Rusty's eyes closed and he swooned in joy when Jeremy
continued the next day's instructions while his digits worked their way deep
into Rusty's mouth....all the way back to where the tongue curves down to the
throat. Rusty's face was actually rutting up onto Jer's fingers....it was
fabulous! You could see that even in his newly acquired ability to suppress the
gagging reflex, he would still "Gwuck! Gwlupfh!"  buck and heave when the finger
tips deeped down to his throathole.....and dayammmm! His boyteen prick
snapped up hard to his belly!!!!

But there was a joy for him afterall when Jer continued, telling Rusty he
could wash out the dirty jock each night but he would need to really 'flavor' up
a fresh one overnight and each morning so he could do service to and for his
master. Jerry would provide a freshly worn jock each day, and Rusty would bring
the previous day's washed out jock with the rest of the clean underwear each
day for Jeremy to wear.

Since the day's socks went with Brook earlier, Jeremy would provide another
dirty pair from the laundry for Rusty to wear home.

The afternoon was wearing thin and there was the matter of punishment to be
meted out for Rusty's failure to answer the phone that first afternoon when he
had to run home barefoot within five minutes.

Jeremy wiped his spittied up fingers in Rusty's hair, and then put a foot to
the floor and got off of Rusty who still lay waiting for orders on the bed,
watching Jeremy's every move like a faithful cocker spaniel.

Jerry pointed at Rusty, snapped his fingers and pointed to the floor at the
side of the bed as he turned to get the jock and socks for Rusty. His jock was
in his backpack, and he went to the closet for a pair of dirty socks. On
turning back he had that rush of power when he saw his equally fine-tooled serf on
his knees, at attention with a look on his face that displayed
admiration....desire....and fear....all at the same time.

Jeremy's cock which had softened when his mind switched to mundane laundry,
sprung hard and bobbed before him as he walked back to rub Rusty's so grateful
face with the musky jock and socks....parts of which were shoved into Rusty's
mouth for dutiful sucking.

Standing his full nearly six foot frame in front of, and towering above the
kneeling Rusty, he asked, "Well, what's it to be for yur punishings, dude? You
were going to tell me what you thought would be reasonable....so let's hear
it."

Stammering, Rusty was all a fluster getting the socks and the strap of the
jock out of his mouth, and trying to formulate a thought with practically
nothing left in his mind but the need to do good for Jerry-cock whenever and
wherever it was presented.

"Ummmm-uhhh-mmm-uhhh, s-sir?" he stalled.

"Yes?" Jer answered.

"Umm-uhh....I was...that is...uhhh...I think the right punish....ments would
be....well, I thought uhhh....maybe....I mean....I should s-s-suck your
cock...sir....and and and....letchu p-p-p-issss in my mouth...SIR!" he hoped being
very emphatic when he screamed 'Sir' he would be able to dictate the terms.

It was a sort of sad moment for him, somewhere deep in the back of his
mind....he certainly had nothing to think with to actually recognize that sadness,
or the shame and servitude to which he had submitted so completely, or to
realize he did NOT want to suck cock....and certainly, absolutely, did NOT want to
be another guy's toilet! But.....he didn't know that anymore.

Jeremy showed anger! "Did I hear you right, cumdump!??? Did you really say
you would "let me" piss in your mouth???" His right hand flashed and feigned at
smacking the kid's face, then gripped Rusty's flinching face by the chin and
wrenched his head up...."Is that what I heard, faggot??"

How Rusty hated that word!!!! He was shaking with rage that he could no
longer conceive
of in his state of mindless submissive need. It was just like instinct with
him now.... barely better than an animal.

Tears welled in the straining kid's eyes and before he could answer, he was
flying...or so he thought! He was certain he was in the air!

He was, but Jeremy had swooped down and lifted Rusty right off the floor,
whirled him around as he sat to bed and lay Rusty across his knees and without a
moment's hesitation proceeded to spank Rusty with a hand that began it's
descent from way above his head and thundered to that bubblebutt teenpussy ass with
a resounding
'S-S-M-A-C-K-K!!'

The room was alive in the echo of the searing hand and the screaming boy
below. The screams were getting hoarse after only two minutes....but on they
went....accompanying the incessant butt waling.

There was a palpable sigh when the beating stopped....but it was also a false
illusion....

Jeremy turned Rusty so that his face would slide to the floor and his hips
were hanging on the edge of Jerry's knees. The rest of the kid's legs came up on
the bed to either side of Jeremy. He cupped Rusty's face, sideways between
the soles of his feet on the floor, and started him licking the bottom of a foot
at a time. He restarted the tail-waling, this time with sneakers he gripped
at the heels and snapped to each cheek in unison, and then alternated, left,
then right.

His mind wandered for a moment as he watched the butt-slot clench and release
each time. 'Hmmmm....there'd be hot times in there soon enough for both of
them.'

Rusty's screams were muffled to little more than whines, whimpers and grunts
any more. Even when Jerry increased the intensity by whipping him after
spitting over both cheeks there was almost no change in Rusty's voice. The bright
red hue, changed to crimson then to a kind of magenta circle at the center of
each buttcheek....the color made a sort of rainbow as the circles widened out.

While that boyass would be some truly 'butt-ugly' to look at later, it was a
thing of glowing beauty right then. Jeremy smiled at all the colors! In a
teeth gritting growl, he barked out, "WHEN  'smack!'  IS 'smack!'  THE 'smack!'
NEXT 'smack!'  TIME 'smack!'  YOU  'smack!' DISOBEY 'smack!'  ME???? 'Smack!'

"NEVERRRRRRRRRRRRRRRR!!!!!!"  squealed Rusty in a response that with his
ruptured up and down, wailing squeal  sounded like he just went through the
puberty voice change again.

Jeremy let him slide down his legs to a crumpled boy ball on the floor at his
feet.

Glorious! Just fucking glorious!!! That fucker was down there wrapped around
Jeremy's feet and still licking them long after the last sneaker hit its mark!
The slobber burbled out of his mouth while he smovvered his face all over the
master mentor's feet. Rusty's whimpering body was in constant tremor of his
raging lust, need to do for his manboy, and the involuntary quaking caused by
the beating his ass just took.

This last exercise in butt play, between the finger diddle and ass waling, it
had occurred to Jeremy that Rusty had more than his share of hair around his
bunger and a healthy growth of pubes..........

But then he was distracted when his mind shifted to the next school day and
his need to continue training his teen charge to ready him for his new
'manhood'.

He told his heaving gasping foot sucker that he wanted to make a sort of
documentary of Rusty and his progress into manhood for a video scrapbook that
Rusty could keep, and that Jeremy could use in future training of other dudes.

Maybe Rusty heard Jeremy....probably not. He was hunching himself against
Jer's leg as he started to come up to his knees below Jeremy who was still
sitting on the bed.

Jer was saying, "You'll give like an introduction, see....like, 'My name is
Rusty Cumdump, and I was a teenaged virgin before by new best friend,
'MasterStud' taught me the facks'a life. I have learned whut it's like to be a
gurl....to suck a cock and make a dude as happy as I want cunt to make me. I got to
learn how to find and diddle a clit while working my fingers and tongue up a
guy's hole. Pretty soon, if I really do good, I get to practice on a real live
bitch.

I know I have lots to learn about sucking tit and chewing nipples, working
soft, moist vagina petals, humping mound while I finger frig some cunt butthole,
but my Master is very patient and lets me experience everything in my own
body first so I will know how bitches feel and what makes them feel best.'
I'll have that written down for you to memorize, and next time we'll have you
get right up there by the wall all dressed like a hot teen dude, dressed in
yur duds fum school, speaking it to the camera while I film you."

Jeremy stood up and pulled Rusty to his feet as well.

With hands to both shoulders, he said, "Now I want us to do a refresher of
all you learnt so far, Rust. So I want you to ease me down onto the bed, like
you would want your girlfriend to after you let her undress you."

Rusty helped Jerry down and gently guided his naked torso to the center of
the bed cupping a hand under his mentor's head a setting the pillow just right
before lowering him down.

"Good boy,'" Jer said. "Now show me how you will let yur honey fondle yur
dick and tell you everything she's thinking while she looks at yur mantoy,
kisses, licks and then sucks it down her cunt throat!" Jeremy was getting super hot
again.

Rusty lay between Jer's legs and took the dude's prick in his trembly fingers
and told Jeremy how the 'helmet' head was so soft, and how it was getting
larger and throbbing in his fingers, and now leaking out the smooth piss hole
that perched right at the very tip....and tasted real good!

He continued with his description...."Oh master, yur dick is very hard with
ridges under the soft smoothe skins. There are no bulges or bumps like other
guys have. It's very white-like...more than pink, sir.

The vein that goes up inside you on top of it shows right near your pubes for
the first time sir, and looks so big.

Underneath your cock, master, is the huge-like piss-umm cum tube, It almost
feels like it throbs with yur heartbeat sir. The superheated Jeremy nearly
blowed his whole wad when Rusty ran his tongue from root of his cock underneath
right up into the nest of nerve endings in the little 'V' under the head....the
tongue diddled there for a few seconds while Jeremy's legs shot up, he kicked
at the air and pounded his fists to the bedspread then white-knuckled as he
gripped the spread and blankets in a trembling death clench soooo tight!!!

"Master, your balls are very big sir, and feel so soft when I lick hard into
the nutbag skin.
They seem to want to get away from my tongue Jerem....sir, when I try to suck
them into my mouth...phwuwoophssgh!" Rusty tried to continue talking but all
that could be heard was smuffle and spit sounds.

Jer's real hysteria started to build when Rusty's tongue wiggled out of his
mouth and sought Jeremy's butthole while the dude's balls were still in the
fucker's mouth!

Rusty was actually still seeming to be talking as his tongue wormed up into
his mentor's bung! His mind kept telling him to describe the inside of Jeremy's
ass when he was completely consumed eating it out!!! Annnnnd to Jeremy's
eternal glee!!!!

Jer was flogging his prick like a madman now. His whole being was
sweat...chickenskin.... and pulsing sphincter, tingling thighs, twitching dickknob,
spit-slobbered balls and throbbing cock!

Shooting his upper body up to sitting, Jer wrenched Rusty's face off his
balls and out of his ass and fwomped it down over his prickmeat, humping,
twisting, pushing and pressing till the jerking, crazed cockeater was throatnailed to
Jeremy's tool.

"Ahhhhcccgghhhhh I can't stand it! Gotta have...ohhhhgoddd...eat it
....ohfuckohfuck....I never....ohyeh! Oh yehhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!"  Jeremy flipped his
cocksucker over on his back and yanked his deep-eated prick free of the kid's
throat, then drove it back in and then back out! Gasping and spitting and
turning colors, Rusty was just being used now. He wasn't there! He was just...."Eat
it you fuckin' cumdork!!! Ohhhhhh this is so gooooooood!!!! So good so goood
soooofuckingoooooooood!"

Jeremy was still throat-dickin' Rusty many moments after the last of
spurgling spooge disappeared had seeded Rusty's belly. It wasn't a full throating, but
a nestling nub-dicking. He'd just nuzzle the head crown past the throat
sphincter, then out, then in then out.

He was getting as much fun from the gawks and gwuuffks coming from Rusty's
throat as from the jolts his sensitive cockhead was taking rubbing its nerve
tangle against it.  It thrilled the shit out him when Rusty accompanied his
cocksucking with throat music!

Jeremy knew it was gonna happen.....he was hard and had to have his cumdump
one more once! He settled onto his haunches, slightly rocking up and back off
his heels while he hovered over Rusty's chest. Now he cupped both his hands
meshing his fingers together and rocked Rusty's head up and down onto his super
hard prick once more. "I wantchu to get a good taste this time, suckboi, so I
just wantchu to let me slide across yur tongue till I goo yur mouth all up with
my jammyjizz."  He shook Rusty's head and asked, "You like it much better
that way don'tchu boy...when yuh can taste yer man!!!"

Dumbed out Rusty nodded with Jeremy working his head up and down like a hand
puppet.

Jeremy loved to watch the rock hard prick bob up and down as he got closer
and closer. He rubbed the top of the head across the roof of Rusty's mouth. The
ridges tortured Jer's nubhead and he was soon bucking and needy and having to
have to..."Oh godddddd!  You are so good to me!! Suck good, boy...lick oh lick
under...under...oh yeh...don't close yur mowff...lemmme see lemmmeSEEEEE!!!!"
Jeremy screamed as he wadded across Rusty's squiggling tongue. The saliva was
just drooling everywhere while his mouth lay open and he gawked out loud for
breaths amidst the gurgling unswallowed spittlecum buildup.

Jeremy put a finger to Rusty's bottom teeth and said "Don't close yur mouth,
boi....and don't swallow. It was an eternity before Jeremy's last sperm sludge
oozed out onto Rusty's super-saturated tongue.

Jeremy jumped from the bed, and grabbed the dirty jock Rusty was gonna wear
home and next day, and then had Rusty spit the slop of cum goo and spit into
the pouch, and wiped his whole mouth out with it. "Good boy!" he proclaimed.

There was always some compliment associated with every torment Rusty had just
been led through by Jeremy. It always put that closing happy face on it, it
seemed, for Rusty to take home with him.

Jeremy told Rusty to get dressed while he sat at his desk and wrote out the
introduction for Rusty to memorize.

Soon Rusty was ready, and stood by Jeremy's desk waiting....shifting his
weigh from foot to foot. The spit and cum slop in the jock was getting his crotch
really itchy, too. He dare not touch it while he was in front of Jer.

Jer handed him the written intro which he folded and put in his pocket.

Then Jeremy put a hand to Rusty's shoulder and guided him out and down the
stairs, but then turned him into the kitchen. Jeremy didn't have a stitch of
clothes on. It was actually the first time since the locker room that first day,
3 days ago...or was that 3 years(?)....that Jeremy was naked and Rusty was
dressed.

Under the sink, Jer grabbed out a sandwich-sized sealable plastic bag. He
opened it, handed it to Rusty and pointed to the floor. Rusty got on his knees,
and when he looked up, Jer had opened his own mouth opened up super-wide and
just nudged his chin out for Rusty to do the same and stuff the bag inside.
Ohhhh, Rusty knewwww now. He fitted the bag inside his mouth and fed Jer's dick
into the opening....and the dude started to piss. Man could that kid piss like a
racehorse! The power of the stream flooded Rusty's senses as it roared into
the bag inside his mouth. It sounded like a water fall! The feel of the
shooting piss and the bag filling inside his face was almost sensual to Rusty's
mindless being. The piss sudsed all up in the bag and almost reached to top before
the final short bursts and the bobbing flexed prick indicated it was over.
Rusty's face had turned up toward the ceiling so he didn't spill anything and
pulled up at the edges of the bag outside his mouth.

Jeremy directed Rusty to carefully remove the bag from his mouth. "Make sure
you marinate yur ...my...jock in that overnight, dude. Now let's have this
here drippings off my pud, and then get yur face in there and lap some up some of
that frothy jnectar a'fore yuh leave.

"Sluppp! Sssluppp!" Rusty drank.

Jeremy patted the teen's head, "Atta boy," and then as they walked to the
door he said, "Make sure you learn yur lines by tuhmorrah, and take a shower with
my juices there tonight....hair and asshole, too." Rusty was nodding like a
fucking doof with the taste of Jeremy's elixir coating the inside of his mouth.

Jeremy gave Rusty a hard smack on his spanked ass that gave Rusty such a
sensation that he stumbled down the stairs as the door slammed. Flopping to his
knees in the walk....he just bucked and heaved there in silence....in the throes
of as violent a cum as he'd ever had in his boy life as the door slammed
shut. Every time he moved, the sensitive spurting cockhead rubbed against the
harsh fabric of Jeremy's jock and jolted Rusty again and again.

In the house, Jeremy was taking the steps three at a time with his 7 inch
dobber flopping back and forth in front of him against his thighs and he pulled
his room door shut before heading for the shower. He grabbed the soap and
whistled as he soaped up his hefty teen balls, and squeezed a sudsy finger up his
slot.

On his knees outside on the walk in front of Jeremy's house, Rusty was
shooting rope after spoogy rope into his, well....Jeremy's jock! The sting of the
butt smack on his tortured butt cheeks sent a charge through the poor kid's body
that released in a super teencreaming for Rusty. He didn't think it....he
just said to himself as he staggered up after several minutes...."I need
that....I needed that so bad....god I hurt so much....oh it feels so wet and clammy in
there....I don't wanna do this no mo...." his mind switched to Jeremy's
smiling face and the image said, "Good boy!" and....and....as he absently rubbed
the cockshot into his pubes, he shuddered and moaned low and building into a
lusty hoarse whisper, "Ohhhhhhhh!" ....and he was harrrrrrrrrrrddddd!
AGAINNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNN!!!!! frantically wacking at his pud with the underside of his wrist
through his pants, nearly humping his own arm....he slumped to his knees
again....in the walkway in front of Jeremy's house....all alone out there with his
head thrown back, eyes clenched tight, and his face up to the whole wide
sky...............................

If he was listening real close he was being soothed in this time of great
need by his master mentor's whistling from inside the shower window.....he
shuddered and shook....

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