Date: Sat, 22 May 2004 15:02:16 EDT
From: Jarrod749@aol.com
Subject: Willie and the Hand Jive.   Chapter 3

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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:
jarrod749@aol.com. I would love to hear if you like my story. Willie and the Hand
Jive. Chapter 3.

  Jack pulled up on the cock in Bill's mouth, and Bill's face shined up at
Jackie. "So man...who's the biggest dude in school now man...WHO?"
 Straining with his neck bent upward, Billy cried out, "You,
Jack...uhch-uh...you da biggest dude, Jack. YOU!" Jerry smiled into his big brother's
face....who was smiling himself like the cat who got him a pussy..... sorta like
watching the changing of the guard.
  Jack pulled his cock out, rapped it on Bill's mouth and said," Dude....you
got that  right," grabbed his bro's hand and pulled him up and with an arm
around his shoulder, they walked toward the bathroom for a shower, and turned to
Bill, who was straining a look up at them, still sprawled over the footrest,
cum droozing from his asshole, his face shiney with cum and spit, and said,
"See you tomorrow big boy...keep that pussy oiled."
  Bill just sighed exasperatedly....and as he moved to get up, and leaned
back onto his heels, he felt the seeping back there, and reached behind, wiping
his hole, and his tail....and ravenously licked two boys' jelly off his hand!


Willie and the Hand Jive.  Chapter 3.

  Ohhhhhhh, Bill! Oh, Billy....lick it boy!

  Appears we've witnessed a transformation.  Bill heard the shower
running....slid  off the hassock to his knees, and began to dress. As he shaped himself
up, and took in his surroundings, he really rushed now, not wanting to be
there when the brothers returned. With his jeans and sneaks on, he grabbed his
other stuff and ran out of the room, through the house and out the door.

  Whew! He didn't stop running for 2 full blocks. Then set himself down by a
tree and pulled on his shirt; removed his sneakers and put on his socks. He
figured he'd just carry his boxers and tee rolled up, and headed home.

  There was some grabass amongst him and his buds, mostly from Jackie, at
school now and again, but mostly the days were uneventful.

  Home from school one afternoon, and with his new attention to security, all
doors and windows were locked and checked before he began 'tool service' on
his bed. "Ummmnnnnggh," Billy was getting into a boy's every-afternoon
ritual....his jeans around his ankles, tee shirt up around his neck. He loved to run
his free hand all over his chest and belly, while he pounded off...

  His toes splayed and turned up inside his socks, as his heels burrowed into
the bedcovers and he started to bounce up into his hand there on the bed. His
free hand slipped under his balls and his thumb and forefinger circled the
base of his root. His eyes closed....his back arched....'Nnnnnnnghhh, uhhhh,"
cum was shootin' ever'where! Billy's heels were pushing hard into the be
d...ohhhhhh soooooooo gooooooood!!

  'R-r-r-r-i-n-g-g-g-g!!!' the phone rang and rang and rang....

  "Hu-hu-hu'lo?" Billy answered finally, sucking breaths....

  "Hey, faggot....ketcha wit'cher hands full, boy?" there was laughter at the
other end of the line.
  It was Jack's brother Jerry, and Bill assumed the background laughing was
Jack.

  "So-o-o-o, did I?" Jerry persisted.
  Bill just said, "Well, um...uh, I..."
  Jerry yelled, "HA! I figgered. Anyways, that's good so's you're awready in
da mood fer playtime. Jack says to getcher ass over here, and he DOES mean yer
ASS!" Jerry hung up.

  Resigned to his fate, Bill straightened his room, and himself, and set out
for Jack's leaving a note for his mom in case he was late.

  The several blocks' walk took him a lot longer than usual as he just sort
of sluffed
along. He knew this wasn't gonna be a fun time, so there sure was no rush.

  He got to Jack's, and knocked on the door. "S'open!" came a yell from
inside, and he went on in. Just Jerry was in the living room off the hall, a foot
hanging over an arm rest, TV on, and he pointed to the door to the basement
playroom.

  Bill just went over and opened it assuming Jack was downstairs, and
whatever was happening was gonna be between just the two of them. As he got down the
stairs, there was a dim light on at the far end, leaving the rest of the room
in the dark where he was at the bottom of the stairs. He saw who he assumed to
be Jack with his back to him, and he waved for Bill to come over. As he
closed to within a few steps, he knew this wasn't Jackie, and then there was a
burst of light all over the room! There were kids everywhere! On the floor, in
chairs, standing along the walls. He didn't recognize any of them. Then he was
pushed forward with a rough jab, and he looked behind to see Jerry. These were
all Jerry's underclassmen friends from school.

  "Where's Jack, Jer?" Billy apparently didn't really get it.
  "Jack said he couldn't make it, Bill, but told me to show you a good
time....WON'T WE FELLAS!" he yelled around the room.
  The response was deafening in the confining low-ceiling room...catcalls,
whistles, and hand-slappin'.
  Bill was starting to be dizzy...the lights, a little worry,
unsuredness....and now a few of the kids were circling him as he instinctively started to
back toward the stairs, now bumping into another kid right behind him.

  "Ok, Wizzer," Jerry called and a kid behind a tripod flipped a camcorder
switch on.
Another kid was carrying a camera right close to where Bill was standing, and
ANOTHER one was on the other side of the circle. "We makin' a movie, 'hand
jive,' and you da star!!!" blurted Jerry....again there were cheers and
whistles. Bill suddenly felt hands tightening all around him, and he was hoisted up
onto a footstool. Kids started to clap in a cadence....then that was joined by
steady foot stomping....the noise became unbearable and Jerry picking at Bill's
clothes and indicating that he strip starting with the shirt. If the noise
was loud early on, it was thunderous as the last of his clothes fell, his
boxers, to his bare feet and he stepped out of them completely naked. Cameras were
trained on him from three angles, from face and head to privates to feet....and
the two portable ones were moving around constantly. When he looked down at
one point, a kid with a camera was on his back on the floor shooting up at him.

  Just that scene, did something inside Billy's head signalling a  message to
his limp prick and it started to rise. The raucous rallying now was reaching
fever pitch. The kids were all yelling, stomping, clapping and jumping around.
If Bill could think anymore, whewww....!

  Jerry stood in front of Bill, leaned back, bent at the knees, one hand to
his pants crotch, he made like air-jacking with his other hand cupped, and
pointed at the shamed and naked Bill to start beating off just like that.

  Nodding blankly, the near-gone Bill reached for his steeled cock, and
gently started to pull it. His toes curled under the lip of the stool as he strived
for some balance.
  Jerry barked at him over the noise, to introduce himself to the cameras,
and told him what to say.
  As he continued to jerk his pud, Bill screamed out for all to hear: "Hi,
I'm 'Willie and the Hand Jive'. I get hard aroun' boys....."
  He barely had the words out of his mouth, and the already wild kids
swarming around him went broke out delirium. The kids had pressed so close and were
generating so much fever that most were soaked with sweat from lust and the
ever building excitement of the stuffy basement room. Several were so exhausted,
they just settled to the floor right where they stood.

  Bill just kept on pulling, and there were more wild yuks and screams when
his free hand squeezed up under his balls and he went into that 'performance'
crouch, looking very ready to shoot off.

  "Don'tchu cum, faggot!" Jerry barked out from his front and center spot.
There was relief...and pain....on Bill's face. The embarrassment of cumming
ropey shootoff in front a bunch of strange younger kids was bad...but not being
able to cum after getting this close, ohhhhhh! He stood straight, hands to his
side...and his pulsing cock just bobbed up...and...down, and again....and
again. The room was quiet for the first time since the lights all flashed on 10
minutes ago.

  Bill's bobbing prick tip went all shiny, and a long single strand of
silvery boy goo started a long descent to Bill's feet. In silence, every eye in the
room watched..... entranced. At over two feet down, it broke and of all the
stupid things, everybody sighed. Most had squatted down right where they had
been standing. They had previously agreed to all stay dressed to further
embarrass 'the star'. Truth be told, a lot of these kids would get hard at the opening
of Twinkies package, and nobody wanted being called 'queer' for getting hard
at the sight of a shamed, naked boy.

  Billy couldn't see how many boys there were what with the glaring lights
trained on him. His whole body was slick shiny with sweat.

  Jerry proceeded to direct Bill's display now. As one of the cameras was
zooming in, Bill had to pull his cock up and push his balls out for all to
inspect. They even gave him a ruler and made him measure it and report how long,
"Six inches," Bill said.
  The kids all whistled their praise.
  Then he was turned around to touch his ankles, and to pull his butt cheeks
apart. Compared to the earlier wildness, the applause now seemed almost
polite, yet it was really crazy still, what with foot stomping and catcalls. Jerry
had Bill push his balls back through, and his cock, too, which was less than
semi-hard now. The best part was when they told Bill to get his face down there
underneath for a good photo image of his cock and balls above his upside-down
face, framed by his thighs, capped by his ass crack.

  "Hey, man," somebody yelled seeing that, "see if he can suck his own cock.
Blow yuh'self, dude, lessee!" Then everybody was cheering for it, and Jerry
got Bill onto his back, curled into an upward fetal ball on the stool. At
Jerry's motion, a kid jumped up and pulled Billy's feet way over his head so his
prick was hanging right over his face. For his part, Jerry was pushing down on
Bill's legs. A quick look told them it was not gonna happen. Bill's cockhead was
more than four inches aways, and that's as close as it was gonna get.

  There was a collective exhale from the tension building and for a few secs,
it looked like they was gonna have this kid blow himself for their
pleasure...all afternoon.

  With Bill's ass up, in this up-fucking pose, Jerry decided to perform
'inspections.' He called over the kids with mobile cameras and started with Bill's
toes....other kids came over and joined in. They pulled the toes apart on both
feet, and played with them, along with a little sole tickling that had Bill
bouncin' around like a jumping bean, giggling. They pulled his legs wide and
zeroed the cams in on the private area, having Bill wiggle his cock with two
fingers at the head, run his fingers through his cockhairs....then lift his
balls, pull out the sack to let it shrink back, s-l-o-w-l-y. Then he held the
nutsack up so all could see the 'play area' between his nuts and asshole. There
were hushed 'whooshes' throughout the boy crush around him.

  Suddenly, Jerry dashed out and came back, with a frozen hot dog. As he
waved it over his head, there was confusion. Most kids had no idea whut was
up...or what was goin'.....up! The frost was starting to melt as Jerry swiftly moved
to Billy's butt cheeks and slid it through. Silence!!! Not a sound. Bill's
asshole seemed to just suck it in....
  Every kid leaned in, creeped forward, or crawled toward the center. Soon,
there was a small, but steady grunt, and after....Bill's whole body jerked,
toes curled under....there was a steadily increasing groan for several seconds
till there was an, "Ohhhhhhmmmmm."
  When Jerry's hand pulled away, there was nothing there. The hot dog was
gone! Every kid sucked in a breath, and no doubt a whole lot of sphincter suckin'
and squeezin' was goin' on inside a whole bunch of boy tails, too.
  Then one kid snickered...."Here it comes!!!"
  The hot dog was sliding back out of Bill's shitter. The place went nuts as
the first third of it appeared. Whistles and cheers were deafening. Bill's
whole body was quivering from the shame...the intensity...the...well...everything.
  Jerry had run up stairs and was back again with another 'dog.'  He pulled
the first one out completely, and told Bill to beg there on his back like a
'good doggie' and he fed it down to him, a piece with each 'bark' and 'paw'
quiver, right out of his own butthole. Several of the kids swallowed
hard...clutching stomachs. With the fresh dog, he just slid it in smoothe and easy, then
worked it out and around in wide-angled 'cone' to Bill's butthole, till it thawed
and softened. Then an even larger 'tool'....a large dill pickle appeared from
Jerry's pocket. He pushed it to Bill's lips, reaching in between the boy's
legs to his mouth, and when he pulled it out there was a healthy gob of shiny
spit over the first 2 -3 inches of it, and he pulled the dog from Bill's asshole
and while feeding it to him, he nuzzled the end of the fat dill around the
boy's tool box....'round and 'round, and INNNNN!!!

  All the kids had closed on this scene. Whewww!! There was a little
'Phhlooshk,' and "Ohhhhhhhhhnngggh!" as the huge pickle seeped through the outer ass
ring, and Bill moaned aloud. The two cameras were moved in from the side and
bottom, with a lane to the stationary camera always left clear.
  'Thwuphkk!' Phwookk! Phookksiksik!' Oh man, if there was soft dick in that
room after this, it had to be hanging on a boy who couldn't see...or hear!

  Jerry worked that long fat pickle-dick in and out over and over, and you
could see Billy's feet bending, his soles wrinkling all up, and the toes curling
and splaying alternately, and together, with feet kicking while his whole
body was in a constant quiver...ever in quiet motion.

  The kids who earlier had worn themselves to a frazzle screaming, had
actually thought that after the opening lights and camera scene where 'big man on
campus' Billy was stripped to his shamy nakeds...that would be it. Some were
even getting up their packs and junk ready to leave.

  NOT A FUCKIN' KID WAS MOVIN' FROM THAT BASEMENT NOW!

  They were staged all around Bill's tail, in three levels. Kids laying flat
to their bellies...another group squatting or up on their haunches sitting on
their heels....and the last group was standing....angling constantly for
better views.

   At this point, as Jerry started to ease the pickle cock from Bill's hole,
he started to do what he did with hot dog before, and wound it out making a
cone-like motion round and round, deep and real wide, and you could see the
boy's hole open up where the pickle bent away. Some kids caught on to that and
actaully even tightened the circle...and thennnn....Jerry eased the picklecock in
deep, and then out all the way....oh myyyyyyyy! For several  mind etching
moments, Billy's hole stayed wide open!!! One camera zoomed right in.
   Then, as if by remote signal, Billy's hole....it 'blinked.' Then that
pretty hole opened again, but not nearly as wide....and then blinked closed,
maintaining a pulsing wink, while every kid there remained glued to his spot, numb,
in a trance. No doubt every little butt hole in that room was pulsing in and
out right then.   They had never seen anything like it. Beautiful!

   Jerry was so excited himself, he just flopped down on his butt and just
stared at Bill's upturned ass, his legs bobbing above him, held by Bill's own
arms under the crook of his knees. Oh my! Oh my oh my ohhhhh myyyyyyy!!!!!

   None of these kids was ready for what came next. Up on his knees, Jerry
waddled over to Bill's pussyhole. While no doubt a bunch of those boys was
rearranging his cock after cumming a mess into their boxers, Jerry was on
wood...and on fire! He motioned the two dudes with the cameras to aim from top and
side, up close, and into that begging..... winking boyhole before him...that had
recently been home to two hotdogs and a huge dill pickle cock....he thrust his
young boyhood in one smoothe slide that didn't even make a slicky sound and it
sank to Jerry's curlies....the room gave a collective gasp!
   Mostly, these boys were a bunch of grabassing hellraisers...and probably
virgin except for their palm. They had never seen any real sex, let alone this!

   They were crowded 'round either watching the widening boy fuckslab surging
in and out of 'BMOC' Billy, or were behind the action watching Jerry's
dimpling butt muscles flex and hollow as he short humped the favorite son of Hamdell
High School like a fuckin' rabbit. Jerry's feet were lying on their tops,
toes curled under digging into the balls of his feet. The soles were all wrinkly,
you know, like they get. His head, at first up, then flung back as his hair
trigger prick pumped wad after wad of joyjelly into Billy. He was gasping for
air, and sucking all he could through mouth and nose before dropping his head
back down over Bill's face, and whispered, say: "I love to fuck for boys, any
boys, all boys, please fuck me!"
   Bill wasn't even capable anymore of finding fault with that, and just
blurted out in halting bursts between gulps of air with coaxing from Jerry: "I
love -huh- tuh fuck fer -uhggh- boysss, 's'any boyss, awww boys - nnghuh-- pluh
-uhh- eez fuck me!"

   Jerry's wild mind had visions of that playing over the closed circuit TV
at school....the computer net...the PA!

   Then kids were being lined up in a circle around Billy, to cock-sink his
mouth and ass, in a big circle go-round! There were some backward kids who were
shy or nervous, but Jerry turned cheerleader and started clapping and
ranting,  "Ever'body....Cock's out'cher pants....COMEON!!"
   A'course, one of the problems was that half the kids got their nut in
their boxers already, and were reluctantly reaching into cum sloppy flys, or were
not wanting the half that didn't blow off yet to see them. As pants dropped,
cocks at the ready, the close, stuffy room smelled of....CUM! Even the most
reluctant, bashful boy animal responds to that! Kids were pushing now to get into
one of the two lines.
   "Le's go dudes! Get 'em out and work 'em up! Le's feed us some mouth and
asshole boys, and have us a REAL fun. Ethan, man...you gotchu a hefty one, an'
you right there. Step over his head, man, and cock you some
face.....goboygo!!!!"
   Ethan looked down at Bill's upturned face, flushed red, soaked in
sweat....and smiled, his pants and boxers around his ankles. Then, as if he just got
stuck with a pin, he toed off his sneaks and pants, stepped over Bill's neck
and sorta crouched his butt over Bill's upper chest. With three fingers to
rockhard peter, he bent it down to Bill's lips, and said, "Lemmee see yer tongue,
'hand jive.'"

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