Date: Sat, 7 Oct 2006 09:56:13 EDT
From: Jarrod749@aol.com
Subject: Zach Gets to Serve.  Chapter 36

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		      Zach Gets to Serve.  Chapter 36

Reader note: Usually each chapter starts with a recap of the last chapter and
then the new scenes commence after the title line. "Zach" has been so long
waiting for an update that the recaps of each scene and the new scenes are
melded together here for some semblance of continuity. Hope I've achieved it.

Zach Gets to Serve.  Chapter 36.

Shane pressed his chest hard to little brother Casey's sweaty back, and as he
hamslammed though Zach, he was also pumping against Casey, too. The grunts of
all four boys in their fuckpile almost harmonized. Air was constantly being
sucked into four mouths and pumped out of 'em, each time Shane bottomed deep in
Zach.

He pulled out without blowing another wad, and plugged his little brother for
a few strokes now.

The sun was low. Long shadows streamed across the room and over the boys as
Shane laid down next to his boypile creation, and instructed the boys to choose
a body part on him to lick. Zach and Steve unbunged their tongues. They'd
been eating each'n other's asshole for almost an hour by the time they pulled
out.

They were now lapping Shane's teen feet, pits, balls, cockhair, titnips, and
underknees. Just when Shane would get over the shock of one tongue swipe, he'd
be exhilarated by another. Then he created his mastercum. He sat up like a
buddha at the headboard of the bed. He pulled Zach's and Casey's lips together
in a smooch. Then, he fit his meaty teen prick between them like the petals of
a cunt. He began to surge his cock up and back through their lips, having them
occasionally open their mouths and take the head into both their mouths at
the same time, tongues-a-swirlin'. As he reached the first tingly twitches at
the tip of his wick, he grasped Stevie by the back of his neck. Now, at the end
of each upfuck through Casey's and Zach's lips, Stevie would suck in Shane's
cockhead, then 'Smook' off when it receded. Six boy lips choreographed to cock!

As Shane blowed off, he had all three boys' mouths open and sucking the cum
out of the young teen's convulsing cockhelmet. Six lips...three tongues,
"OHHHHGODDDDD! I nevah..!
Suck ohfuck! Eeeeeeshhh! Uh! Ayeh! Ohyeh! Ohmigod! Oh suck me...suck
me...suckkkkkk meeeeeeee!!!!!" Shane screamed hysterically.

He jerked up, and left, and right...and finally with cum still firing he
flung himself back against the headboard like he'd been shot!!!!  The kids were
all duckin' and divin' to get away from his kicking feet as he lay there still
buckin'. O-man-o-man-o-man! He was THE fuckin' shooter if ever there was one!!
The boys went after ever rope and curd of cum slop shot from Shane's cannon
muscle.

"Oh boys! Oh boys! Ohhhhfuckboys!!!!" he wheezed, and slumped against the
headboard. The boys waited....and waited, till Casey told them to get their
clothes and get out. As they scurried around the room to get their clothes, Casey
instructed both of them to have pampers on in the morning, and for Zach to
bring the BenGay to the shitter stall before gym.

Both boys said, "Yessir!" and half-dressed were shoved out on the deck
outside Shane's room, and the door slammed.

Next morning, preparing for school:

Shane had planned for Casey to administer the BenGay in his truck on the way
to school, but he was still relishing the ecstasy of the previous day's
toyteen suck'n'fuckathon, and slept in. He even shoved Casey away when the naked
dork crawled up to his bedside to dutifully wait in 'fuckboy' to give his big
brother his morning blowjob.

Casey fell backwards and over from Shane's shove, shook off the shock of the
shot to his chest and being knocked down, and crawled back out, across the
breezeway and down the hall of the main house to get his shower. While he was
taking the warm spray in his face and mouth, and soap-fingering his tail, he
devised the scene he was going to play at the bus stop, now that they wouldn't be
getting a fuck-ride to school with Shane.

At the bus, Casey had the two fucktools, Zach and Stevie, kneel in front of
him and ordered Zack to show him the BenGay. A sneer morphed Casey's cutey-boy,
towhead face into sheer wickedness. Other dudes at the stop couldn't make out
what was going on.

He took the tube from Zach, opened it and then held it open under the
kneeling kids' noses and eyes. When tears had fully streamed down both sets of teen
cheeks, Casey capped the tube and shoved it down into Stevie's diaper. "Keep it
there till gym, fuckwad, and then in the shitter stall you can let Zach
tongue it outta yur pampers," Casey instructed. The dopey doofs just nodded like
they was some bobble head dolls at Casey's orders.


Rob's bedroom with the cum-filled rubber he picked up at Adam's that morning:

Easing the pressure, the tingle-twitchy excitement built again quickly as Rob
beat his meat full-stroking up and down his joyed pecker from cockhead to
balls and back and again and again. His breath shortened. His toes curled under.
He screeled deep inside his throat as the inside of his thighs became electric
and his butt came up off the bed. His smooth young naked body arched and
strained as he madly whipped till he shot Adam's rubber full of his own powerful
cream blowoff....."Ahhhhhccchgghhhhhh! Ayeh! Ohuhhh!
Sooooogggooooodddd!" he wailed as his spent body jerked, jolted and flopped
to the bed in a huge sigh as the young dude expended all his air. The boy's
body lurched, bucked and jolted seeking relief from sexual boydick turmoil. His
blurry eyes looked down his slender trunk to the condom covered peter....the
focal point of the most fun he ever has on any day....and joyed in the sight of
the white curdled mass of spoogoo spread over the length of the rubber on his
cock. He quaked another two times before falling into a dream of cum and boys
and dicks and....mmmmmmm.

He woke soon enough and it all began again. He pulled the rubber from his
joint and emptied it into his mouth and swirled the mix of Adam's and his own
juice over his boy taster before he swallowed it all while he rubbed his neck
like he could feel Adam's sperm slipping down into his belly.

With his other hand he wacked off while he got to his feet and hunched
forward with bent knees up on his bed jerking his pud while he stared at himself in
the mirror. His cum shot everywhere around the room in front of him and
dribbled the last dregs over his fingers and into his cockhairs before he flopped to
his knees exhausted once more.

I doubt that Adam could appreciate what he'd done for Rob with just that 2
minute beatoff before school that morning.


But then again, Adam was a bit of a thinker, and might have caught what his
morning's spooge would mean to Rob.

When Rob woke up next morning. He was humping his mattress. His bareass
bubble butt was squirming up, down and around, as the handsome horny teen college
freshman thrilled to his tingling cockhead burrowing into his bellybutton
beneath him.

He quick-flipped over onto his back, bringing his knees up and feet flat as
he broke into a full morning boydick beatoff. "Uh-uh--unngh--a-mann!" he huffed
as his butt cheeks squeezed  and his toes digged into the sheet. Then with
his leaking dickhead peeking out of his cupped hand....he stopped. A quick snap
look to the clock said it was right around the time he would be leaving for
school on a weekday.

He couldn't remember....was Adam gonna leave him a 'sample' even on weekends?
Cold sweat beaded his face. He jumped up. If the kid left his jam in the
mailbox this morning and Rob didn't pick it up by mistake, it might queer their
regular morning arrangement. Rob couldn't bear that.

He jumped from bed and was still stepping into his lo-cuts as he got to the
stairs and took them by twos, grabbed a juice off the table as his mother just
shook her head...and was gone. He jumped into the car and was out the driveway
in a flash.

He hadn't bothered with a shirt and was just in a pair of cutoffs and no
socks.

Rubber burned as he peeled down the street on his way to Adam's place. By the
time he turned onto Adam's street, he was calming, and he eased slowly to a
stop three houses from Adam's mailbox. It was past the time when Adam would
have left his rubber. He put the car in gear and went on up to the box. Again he
used that fake envelop with Adam's name on it, to give him cover if he was
questioned about going into somebody else's mailbox.

He pulled the lid, and there was no prize this morning. He was calm, though
trembling. Pretty sure there was no plan for weekend days with Adam, and turned
back to his car.

Adam, thinking Rob might be greedy for boy cream, had fitted his own hard
peter into his boxers and headed downstairs to see if his needy friend had come
by.

As he opened the front door....a big smile came over his face....Rob looked
up with the click of the door, and immediately was shaking all over.

They both looked up and down the quiet tree-lined street. Rob stood with his
hand on the door handle, anxiety overwhelming him. He just knew he couldn't
find the right words to ask Adam to jerk a wad for him this morning, even though
he knew Adam probably was standing there because he knew why Rob was there.

Adam stunned Rob when his smile broadened, and he waved him in!

Rob nearly fell down tripping over his own feet in the happiness of not only
getting his wish, but maybe getting it a hundred fold!

Huffing from running up the steps in his cockboy frenzy, he stuck out his
hand to shake Adam's as he reached the door. Still holding on, Adam turned and
guided Rob inside, and over to the kitchen.

"Hey ma, meet Rob. Met him after school t'other day. He's a freshman at
State."

"Hello, Robert," mom said formally. "Would you boys like to have something
for breakfast?" They both agreed to the stack of pancakes she had in her hands.
She made her excuses and went about the laundry chores in the basement,
leaving the boys to eat.
As they gulped juice, Adam asked, "Do I guess right?"

Breathlessly, rubbing into his fly, Rob said, "Oh yeh, mannn! I am so..."

Adam nodded and smiled. "You can lick your hand if you like. The last thing
it touched was my joystick and you shook with me."

The fuckin' kid licked it madly. They both stared blankly at each other, then
bust out laughing, kicking at each other under the table.

Now Adam was one horny dude, and he really understood everything that was
making Rob so crazed even if he wasn't as wild as Rob himself. He sure was
confused what with Shane, the fuckboys and all...and how Shane shocked Adam's own
self when he put Adam on dick that first time.

They went up to Adam's room then, and Adam had Rob help him strip the bed and
then put aside the fresh sheets his mother had left by his door that morning,
to put them on later. He was about to put the dirty sheets in the laundry
bag, when he reached in for  a couple pairs of his boxers and socks. He pushed
the handful up to Rob's face. Rob was like a  hungry dog! He shoved his nose and
face into the kid's dirties, then shoved them into the bag, and buried his
face into the bag! He held it closed snorrfing all of Adam's scents!

Adam laughed out loud. "You fuckin' nuts, dude," taking the bag and sheets
and dumping them in the hall for his mom to pick up, turned, and closed the
door, flipping the latch.

When Adam turned around, Rob was holding a rubber out for Adam to provide his
offering. Smiling he took the rubber, and went over to the stripped bed.
Sitting he said, "Yuh know...weekends wasn't part of the deal."

Rob said, "I wasn't sure,...well....I didn't want you to think I forgot if it
was....and I more umm, didn't wanna miss it if it was in the box."

"We haven't talked about cash, Rob. We hafta do that. I ain't free, man."

"I know," Rob hung his head. "I just don't have a lot to spare, but for what
you can give me....do for me....I was thinking of getting a job after school."

Adam realized how much this kid needed cock for sure. "Look. The original was
ten you, twenty me....each time. So we can do $10 a blow....and a bonus deal
if you gotta have my dick more than once a week....and....it'll be $5 bucks
for this morning."

Rob's head was spinning. He was trying to figure his gas and food money
against his cock money. He said, "I don't have anything with me this morning...not
a dime."

"Well," Adam shook his head, "you not looking reliable here...and I'm doin'
all the givin'."
Rob's head hung down.

Adam scooted his ass up on the bed, and shoved his shorts off as he laid out
flat, his fine dick lying to his thigh. 'A'kay...here it is. I get whutever I
wantchu to do this morning, and you get it free! But that's everythin'!...or
nuthin'!"

Rob was pulling his cut-offs open and crawling onto the bed.

He looked into Adam's face and Adam just nodded. Rob swooned up dizzy as his
mouth sucked Adam in and gave Adam his first cock driven jolt of the morning.

That first load was a quickie. In 30 seconds, the rockets went off, and Rob
was eating his beloved boy nectar direct from the manufacturer.

After having Rob open the window to air out the boy sex smells, Adam had the
college boy tongue-rape his armpits. "I wantchu to suck and chew out my
armpits till I scream, cocksucker...and when I'm screaming and beating your head,
you get down and do the same thing with my feet...and toes.

Rob never had so much boy joy at one time in his whole life. Well, he never
had any. But some of the things Adam made him do he never even dreamed of in
the quiet darkness of his room. He was whipping himself so fast and hard while
he worked every part of Adam's boy person.

"Oh yahhhh," came from Adam's tightened throat, when Rob's tongue sunk up
into his butthole. He HAD to have had boy sex before. He did it all too well,
Adam was thinking. But Rob was just a virgin dreamer....that is up till that day
at the rest stop when the stranger kid at the rest stop and Adam banged his
hole silly, picking his cherry.

Crazed....wild eyed....Adam lurched up and flipped Rob onto his back. He was
sucking hard for air as he worked his prick, seeming to rub it over with lube
while keeping hard. He shoved Rob's legs up over his shoulders kneed up to his
hole and executed some severe reamage on freshman fuckboy.

"Fuck you, faggot college boy....fuck you!" Adam whispered into Rob's flushed
face, as he banged the kid's brains out.

Rob was hysterical, and his tongue kept trying lick some part of his
fuckerboy, and had to settle for Adam's forearm. Adam was giving Rob a special treat
he didn't tell him about.

Adam also was experimenting in what his two college fuck tools needed....and
he rubbered up Rob's dick, and as he pounded the doof's lights out there in
the shining sun of morning, he beat the kid's cock to cum.

When he was fiddlin' with his own cock before impaling the fucker, he had
rubbered up for the butt slammin' he was giving Rob, and when he finally slipped
his cock out of Rob to have him tongue swarsh it clean, he held the full
rubber above Rob's nose. Rob shivered in his joy. He gave Adam ten vacuum sucking
kisses to his peter, popping his lips off the head each time, in thanks for the
fabulous gift that would give him the ultimate happiness that night and the
next.

Rob didn't even think to ask what Adam was going to do with Rob's cum as the
younger teen stripped the cummy baggie off of Rob's prick. He might get hot
that night and remember it, and think Adam really wanted Rob's sperm....just
like Rob wanted Adam's.

Adam barefooted his way downstairs behind Rob as they went outside. Adam had
his cock hanging out of his boxers at the driver-side window when Rob closed
the door. Rob
stored the rubber of Adamjam in the glovebox, and glowed into a wide grin
when he turned to say goodbye and came lips to pisshole with Adam's porker. He
gleefully kissed his benefactor a long smooching cockhead suck, still hanging on
Adam's peter as he eased into gear and pulled away. Adam almost blowed
another load right there in the street.

It was 10 o'clock, and in three hours he was gonna meet Ben for another
dick-slide.

Down the block, at exactly 1 PM, Adam bent his knee and put his foot up
against the lamp post behind him to await Rob's best friend, Ben. He figured he'd
keep his house a secret from Ben, just in case Rob was parked at the house and
Ben came by.

He still got pangs of guilt every time he thought about the two assholes.
Here they were, carpool buddies in their freshman year of school, paying for cock
from a kid several years their junior, taking orders from him, when if they
knew about each other they'd have it all....in school, outta school, in the
car, in bed, in their mouths and up their asses and all for free from each other!

But Adam had learned well from Shane....the original fuckboy trainer. He
might feel bad about hiding Ben's and Rob's secret from each other, but Adam was
gonna be 'Number One' with the dick to be serviced.....and that's the name'a
that tune.

Around the corner and just a few minutes late, the big family car pulled up
in front of Adam at the corner. Mostly, Rob drove when they pooled to school
since he had his own car. When Ben's mom let him have her car, he would
drive....but that usually was not more than once a week. Having to share gas and all
was another drain on Ben's wallet.
And now, with young meat to pay for, things were getting tighter than ever.

Adam plopped hard into the seat next to Ben, and said, "Hey man, why don'tcha
get me out for a little airing so I can be randy and ready for you at the
park."

Ben was a really shocked at how bold Adam was, but not shamed enough not to
realize that this is his only chance for boycock, and he couldn't chance losing
it.

He turned to face Adam, and unbuttoned the kid's cargoes, fishing the young
kid's dick out of his boxers. The first feel of Adam's teen meat in his fingers
sent shivers up and down Ben's spine. Down deep, Ben was pretty much in
denial about his newly discovered 'need'. He felt that he wasn't sure he could
mouth another guy's dick....he still thought to himself that the funk of a dude's
privates and that 'geez' that's whut he pisses fum, how could I ever put
something like that in mouth and look in the mirror after?'

But....he here was, holding boypud in his hand, and saliva was building so
heavily in his mouth his teeth would soon be drowning.

"Ahhhhhh, that feels good, dude.... Yuh know...we haven't settled on whether
it's you or me, and whut kinda cash didja bring with yuh?" Adam reminded Ben.

Ben was rolling Adam's hardening dick over his fingers as he looked into
Adam's questioning face. Adam pressed on, "It's like, yuh know, like at the rest
stop can, man.... ten you, twenty me," meaning Ben could get Adam cheaper by
ten bucks if he sucked that tempting peter in his hand, than if he again had
Adam suck him.

Ben reached in his pocket and pulled out a wrinkled old bill ten dollar bill.
It was like he couldn't speak the words...that he would suck Adam...he just
showed the bill.

Adam smiled, and said, "O-KAY....you prepared for duty I see, so let's head
out down this road till the second left and we'll go down by the creek at the
park."

For someone who still felt the need to deny his needs, Benny had a tough time
relinquishing Adam's meaty prod to the kid's boxers once more. Adam didn't
bother to zip up, but instead made a mess out of Ben by flatting his palm to his
shorts and grinding his prick up against it....worming around in his
seat....hunching his pelvis up and down, all but fucking his hand while poor Ben tried
to both keep his hands off Adam and keep the car on the road!

"Ohgodddddd!" Ben screamed and the car lurched to the curb before that left
turn and dived his face into Adam's open fly! His soppy tongue surged out of
his salivating mouth immediately soaking the top of Adam's hand and the boxers
below. Adam worked his hand out from under Ben's burrowing teen face and let
the kid muff-dive his flyhole!

The kid's tongue found the cockhead and slupped it into his mouth! Adam cooed
as he pressed the back of Ben's head down and resumed the earlier
hump-pumpin' except now, instead of the kid's hand, Adam was fucking him some boy face!

If Adam hadn't served a multi-dose of teencream into Ben's buddy 3 hours ago,
he'd have surely blowed his nut right there with this crazed college
cocksucker blowing him out there in the front seat of the car, pulled wrecklessly to
the curb, motor running, in the street not two blocks from Adam's house! As it
was, he reached under Ben's chin and pulled the kid's face up out of his
shorts and leaned down to look into Ben's eyes.

The kid's eyes looked smokey....hazed and dazed....Adam's prick was between
his lips! "Yur a beauty, dude...one fuckin' cocksuckin' beauty! I hate to stop
this, but you gonna drive the price up if you don't get us down to the creek
for some privacy, dickwad," Adam said to the dumbly nodding boy whose lips were
still wrapped around Adam-dick!

Finally, with strings of pre-cummy spit breaking as Ben's lips separated from
Adam's cock, Ben breathlessly pulled himself up to sit behind the wheel
again.

With a pat to the back of Ben's neck, Adam said, "You did good, man....let's
roll now."

Ever so slowly, Ben shakily put the idling car into gear and moved cautiously
across the two lanes to make the left turn.

When Ben pulled the car into the parking spot at the park, Adam was first one
out, and when Ben finally opened his door and got out, Adam asked the still
worried teen if he wanted to let Adam guide the scene.... When Ben didn't
understand, Adam said..."It's like...I tell you whut yur gonna do, and you don't
even think about it....yuh just do it."

Ben almost looked relieved, and nodded anxiously like he'd had the weight of
the world lifted off his shoulders.

"Ok, then," Adam said, "strip outta yur pants, sneaks and socks and leave 'em
in the car.

Ben stalled and stared hard at Adam, not sure he heard right.

"Remember, Ben....just DO it!?? Tee shirt too," Adam coaxed.

Ben was at first doing a slow striptease, but then realized he'd be half
naked if somebuddy drove up, and shucked the rest of his duds in just a few secs.
He rushed around the front of the car to get out of easy sight of the parking
area, and Adam was pointing to the ground...."Crawl cocksucker!" he ordered
Ben.

Ben's face pained up at the order, and sank to all fours when Adam reminded
him he accepted to have Adam guide the scene.

Half way down the path to the stream, Adam picked up a branch and used it as
a switch to wale on Ben's ass the rest of the way. He snickered when Ben
lurched forward for about 3 knee-steps with each snap of that branch across his
boxered tail. Adam was walking right along side Ben so he could pull back and
crack that thing square across both the kid's cheeks.

If Ben had any doubts about his needs, and was able to achieve rational
thought at this point, he'd know....his teen prick was rock hard and pressed up
against his belly, nudging out of the waistband of his boxers and leaking like a
sieve!

Finally at the end of the path, everything opened up to show the breadth of
the stream before them. Adam led the way to a secluded spot on the bank,
surrounded by brush and trees so he could obtain private service from his paying
customer.

Adam stood fully dressed, his foot up behind him against a tree and had Ben
turn his back to the stream and shuck his boxers which were wet-spotted with
cumdrool from his precumming peter.

Ben was trembling in both shame and anticipation of his long denied lifetime
desires being satisfied for the second time, but not rushed and so
embarrassing as it was in that rest stop shitter. Well....it WAS pretty
embarrassing....as embarrassing as anything could be for him.

Adam shook him when he ordered him to start beating his meat on his knees
facing Adam. "I wantcha to really fuck yur hand dude. Don't just jack on it. I
wanna see yur whole booty shaking while you work yurself up to a real funnin',"
Adam directed. "And let's see yuh suckin' for air and wheezin',
dude...ha....and I wanna see that cocksuckin' tongue'a yurs hangin' out right when you get
soooooooo close to blowin'!"

He asked Ben, "Do you eat yur spooge, dude? I mean...yuh know when you jerk
off...you eat it?"

Ben wrinkled his nose and shook his head almost immediately.

Casually, and almost matter of factly, Adam said, "Dere's awways a fust
time....but....I don't getchu, man. You gonna suck me off right here...now...and
you don't like to eat yur own jam?!" Adam asked rhetorically, but Ben answered
anyways, shaking his head 'No' again.

"Look, mah mannnn...you gonna be eating cock pritty reg'lar fum now on, and
you gonna be swallowin' spunk, dude. So you better be gettin' yuhself in
practice. From now on, you jack off home, you eat yur own spunk.....and I mean enJOY
it! Yu swirl that spooge in yur mouth and think about the thrill you get
blowing it off....and make believe it's mine. I guarantee if you dream it's
mine....all my little sperms ready to do the backstroke in yer belly....yu'll be
ready to blow anudder wad right afta. HA!"

Adam whirled his hand 'round and 'round to speed up Ben's wackin'. In no time
after Adam told him to imagine the spoo he would eat up was Adam's, he
reached under his tightening nutsack and really started to hump his fist rocking up
and back off his heels.

"STOP!" Adam roared. "You ain't gettin' off at all this afternoon, cocksuck!
You just gonna get me off as many times as I say. So let's get to it. Get over
here and get me nekked...it's time for my servicin'."

Ben started to get up, but Adam just shook his head slowly and motioned with
his palm down for Ben to stay on his knees....and then pointed along the
ground to the spot in front of him. Ben got it....and heaved almost exasperatedly
in the realization that he was to c-r-a-w-l to Adam's feet.

He crawled alright, and looked up doofy like into Adam's face once he'd
settled back on his haunches again. Geez...this kid was inches taller than
Adam....could prob'ly beat the fuck out of Adam, too, but goddddd how he needed this
teenboi meat!

Adam just pulled at his own clothes and Ben got right to undressing his
soon-to-be boy master. Adam bent over so his tee shirt could be pulled over his
head, and then shoved his right, sneakered foot up into Ben's chest for him to
remove next.

Ben dutifully stripped off both Adam's sneaks and socks and then unsnapped
the pants to let them drop as he went for the boxers. Ben had gotten blowed by
Adam at the rest stop that day last week....so everything they were doing was
absolutely the first ever time for Ben. His whole body quaked so from the
nervous tremors and his head was spinning in the sin and shame he felt for doing
what he longed to do for as far back as he remembered....but had buried so deep
inside he never even consciously thought of it.

Trembling fingers shimmied the boxers waistband down Adam's slim, firm thighs.

Adam sinked two fingers through Ben's lips and while he rode them up and back
over the feary college froshboy's tongue, he raised Ben's face up to look
into his eyes. Adam flashed his own tongue out and swiped it back and forth out
of his mouth giving Ben guidance for his own tongue action over Adam's fingers.

Removing the fingers, he wet-willied Ben's left ear with them and hunched his
arching semi-hard prick out into Ben's face. He pooked the moist cockhead on
the dumbed older teen's forehead, nose and then started to swipe it left and
right across Ben's lips which were still slobbery from the swabbing he did of
Adam's fingers.

For the first time in his life....and shaking almost out of his skin....he
opened his mouth for another guys cock! 'Oh god...oh god what am I...ohgod' his
mind was awhirl....he thought he was passing out....a young dude's cock had
slid all the way to the back of his mouth! His lips closed. He held Adam on his
tongue without sucking. The saliva started to build up under his tongue. This
was so shocking since he had to think about what he was doing. When he'd
downed Adam back there in the car, he just swooped into that teen crotch out of
lust-filled, never-satisfied need!

Adam's hand came around the dude's ears and he twisted Ben's face up to look
into his.

Adam swirled his tongue out of his mouth and made kissy-sucky sounds with his
lips and then rutted Ben's mouth. Ahhhhhhh! The kid swabbed boydick for the
first time. Adam's knees buckled with the great feels only a dude can feel when
cocksucker tongue swipes that super-sensi tangle of nerve-endings in that
little triangle under the head of his dick.

"W-w-workout, dude! Do me good! You paid for this, man....getcher money's
worth!" Adam reminded his cock-pleaser.

Chicken skin prickled over Adam's entire body and his dick steeled with the
fantastic feels the first time dickeater was giving him.

"Ohhhhhhmannnn!!!! Diss CAN'T be yuh fust time, dude! You graaaaaaaate!!!
Ahhhhmmmm!"
Adam started to hump him some college boy face and his groans were pitching
higher and higher into a screamy siren!

Oh, geez! Adam pushed forward and leaned down into his cocksuck, gripping the
kid's naked shoulders and started to ream face. "Gwukkk! Ullffpp! Ucch!
Cucch!" Ben gawked as Adam constantly stuffed the kid's throathole time and again,
and then....and thennnnnnn....a breathless Adam growled, "Open up back dere!
Get that deep breath faggot...and start swallowing spit and keep swallerin'!"
Adam ordered the poor doof who was doing all he could to get enough breath
between face-fucks to survive this ravaging ordeal.

On the third sucking swallow Adam slid right down Ben's throat. It went so
smoothly, it even shocked the face-stuffed Ben! Adam yukked as he short-stroked
the deep mouth hole and he watched Ben's eyes glow wide as saucers in sheer
fear!

He pulled out wrecklessly, and Ben's head snapped back and forth, up and down
as he grabbed his neck, tried to spit and cough himself out of trouble.

Adam didn't wait before pulling his fagtool over his boymeat again, and this
time rubbed his throbbing peter again and again over the curling, sucking
college boy's rasper till he felt he was close to blowing his nut.

"Open up pussyface!  I wanna watch my cum shoot over your tongue. DO IT!!!"
he screamed when Ben was slow to release Adam's meat. Clearly, the new
cocksucker was really getting into his new sport.

Ben looked up dumbly into Adam's face as he opened his mouth wide and his
tongue snaked out and quivered under his cock-prize.

Mannnn....that sticky, slippery prefuck goo was in a froth all around Adam's
prick, and strings connected Ben's lips and even extended from Adam's dick to
Ben's upper lip.

The silvery boy seed mixed with the spit and shimmered in the bright sun by
the stream.

Adam was flat out on fire and started pump wacking his prick to shoot off in
the other dude's mouth.

Ben stared at his face...then the oozing, engorged purple knob. He could see
the drooze at the piss hole which was opening and closing in a distortion from
the norm with the rapid boyjack torture Adam was putting his prickhead
through....

Ben was almost cross-eyed as he stared, trance-like at the twisty, tortured
piss hole and then....thennnnn....Adam's inner thighs seemed to recoil as he
shot rope after rope of milky white fuck curdle over his cocksucker's tongue.
The quivering mouth muscle made the whole scene even more surreal there under
the tree by the running stream in that secluded area of the park.
"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhgodddddddddddddddddddddd!" Adam whispered hoarsely to no one in
particular as his face turned skyward and his eyes closed.

Adam shuddered and quaked...his knees buckling, the electric charges shooting
though his inner thighs and into his lower belly and upper back. His toes
first splayed up and out as the first of the throes of his cum shot through
him....but then they curled under and digged into the grass of the stream bank.

Ben was scared so that he didn't dare move his wiggly tongue which tried to
stay still under the cum'slaught and still pulsing boy prick pressed into it.

It didn't matter, Adam's aftercum shakes rubbed his tender meatknob onto the
rough surface of Ben's tongue and he collapsed from the lightning bolts that
shot through him.
Ben's arms naturally grabbed onto Adam's legs in both help for the younger
kid and his own protection from being sprawled into the ground.

At last, Adam recovered....and he kneeled in front of his cocksucker and
looked at that cum-iced tongue. "Beautiful....perfeck...beautiful mah man!" Adam
gooed at Ben.

"You has did good, dude....real real goooood!!! You was borned for diss, mah
man....fuckin' BORNed to it!" Adam continued to joy over how great his amateur
blowboy had done him.

Spit was burbling in the poor fucker's mouth. He hadn't been told he could
spit OR swallow....and Adam was fingering the slop around on Ben's tongue now.
He was taking gobs on his finger now and diddling the kid's ears. He rubbed
some of the spitty spooge above Ben's eyelids, into his pits, and over his
nipples. He told Ben to rub some the goop over his balls and dick, between his toes,
and he told him to stick cummy fingers up his own boyhole.

Ben was in ecstasy. He shivered with the shamy excitement of rubbing another
guy's 'stuff' on his own special places. His breathing was short....his heart
was pounding. He needed more from his new boymaster than he could have
imagined.

When he reached under himself to finger his butthole, he quivered and fell
over in a trembling heap. Adam laughed and watched the doof start to absently
frig his hole. Ben had never even THOUGHT about ANYthing being up his
hole....nowwwwwwwwww....geeeeez!
Geeeeez! It was the only thing on his mind now!!!! if he could think, that is.

Adam watched while rubbing his own belly and chest, and enjoying the sight of
the quaky older teen starting rock his own bunger back onto now TWO fingers
and he lay in a near fetal ball on his side in the grass.

Adam grabbed Ben's ankles with both hands and turned the kid over onto his
back, spread and raised his legs and Ben barely slowed his butt-frigging digit
diddle.

Adam smiled wide as he watched the soft, fragile boyhole skins grip onto
Ben's fingers on the outstroke. It was fascinating. The skins tugged onto the
friggers like they were trying to keep them inside. Then, oh then...how fantastic!
The skins curled under and back inside when the friggin' fingers plowed back
in to give Ben the more fun than he could ever make for himself. He might
never be able to beat off again without a finger up there!

Adam knew....he knew beyond any question....Ben was ripe for breeding! He'd
seen Shane take down the whole bunch of fuckboys he'd controlled these last
months....even Adam himself! He knew the signs when a kid was just begging to be
taken....to be shown the joy he'd never known that was way up inside
him....and only satisfied by a persistently probing, prodding, pumping, pounding,
pummeling boy prick!!!!

Adam's smile glowed as he leaned to Ben's upturned tail, rockhard tool in
hand, and "Errrmmpphhfff!!!!" he sanked his pricktool slowly, relentlessly right
through those newly tucked-in boyhole skins, to his balls! Ben was needy....so
ready....so fucking ready, the only thing he really felt was the tingly
twinge of stretched boy pussy skins which at first felt like an indian burn to them
boypussy skins, but then sent shivers of itchy, fevered joy out to every
nerve ending all over his body! The chicken-skinning made him shiver as his hole
was made to ride it's first cock! This ride was gonna be the sunrise to his new
life of service to the cock!

Adam pounded on through that boybox again and again....winking at Ben and
smiling into his face. He would switch to thinking how Ben and Rob were such
close friends, yet hadn't shared their secret need with each other....and how here
they were separately, paying a younger dude for what they could give each
other endlessly....for free. Shame and fear take such strong hold of boys trying
to make with the macho show.

Adam would never reveal each kid's need for dick....to the other....at least
not anytime soon, he was now wanting to make it grossly even more exciting for
himself.

Rob was stopping by Adam's mailbox every morning for Adam's rubber of teen
beatoff....
hmmmm....a light went off when he thought about whose goo was gonna be in
that rubber the coming Monday morning. Just the wild thought....and the deceit he
was going to foist on these two unsuspecting faggots made him, buttsnap and
ram his cock harder into Ben's freshly deflowered asshole and scream out "HA!"
staring right into Ben's confused face and eyes.

"How much you think you can take queenie....I can go all fuckin' day!" Adam
taunted his cumdump.


Aaron found Bart wearing shorts swiped from his locker, and worse, the rubber
in his pocket he'd jacked in during class, was sucked clean....Aaron knew
Bart was a prize, and set up for him to service him that afternoon and night at
his house:

Out in the fifth wheel camper all night in Aaron's yard, as morning dawned,
Bart was silent except for a tiny whimper that seemed to get louder just then
and then fade down again....

'Bang! Bang! Bang!" was the thunderous wake-up to the camper door. "Up and
at'em boys!" yelled Aaron's dad. The sun was bright. "You did good with the fire
last night. Don't be late for school, hear?"

"Ughh..uhh whu! Oh yeh! Dad! Yeh! We're up! We're up! See yuh!" Aaron kept
his hands clasped behind Bart's neck as the young teen bobbed on Aaron's morning
rod. With his dad outside, Aaron whispered, "Don't 'Gwullkk!' so loud when
you getting breakfast boi! Suck quiet!" he snickered to himself as he leaned
back against the wall, his legs came up over Bart's shoulders, feet resting on
the kid's back. His thighs tightened around Bart's face, his toes curled as he
closed on blowing his morning boyshoot into his young slaveboy's throat,
bucking wildly, rocking back and forth on the bunk and against the wall. If his dad
was watching he'd have seen the rocking camper.

As it was, in the distance, from out in the driveway, "Whutta mess!" Aaron
heard his father. He got a heart stab when he realized they had forgotten to
clean off the fuckjelly dregs they'd left when Aaron reamed Bart on the
windshield during the night.

"Fuckin' birds!"

"Whewww!" he sighed when he heard the accidental alibi roll off his dad's
lips.
The fuckgooslop ooze from Bart's double-fucked out bunger dried on the window
and thankfully looked like bird doo to Aaron's dad, who just ragged it with
windshield washer. He did wonder when it went slimy under the damp rag instead
flaking like bird shit. Shrugging he flipped the rag to the garage. Then he
spotted the piece of 'boy-whipping' hose and threw that aside too, as he opened
the door and got in.

When the engine started up to cover their racket, Aaron yowled as he shot the
most wonderful teen nut in the world....that fabbo morning boner shoot. He
shivered in joy and pounded his bare feet to his cocksucker's back. He really
made a boycumblow racket in there.

As his dad backed down the drive he saw a weird two foot wide mashed grass
swath across half the lawn. He furrowed his brow but kept backing out, and was
at the bottom of the driveway, when he saw Bart come flying out the camper
door, jumping to the ground, cock-floppin' naked! followed by Aaron equally
butt-bareassed. He watched from the street, and he saw Aaron run for the hose and
spray the arms-flailing Bart who was hands up and waving like defending himself
from assault....orrrr...it was a bad karate imitation.

Aaron's father bust out laughing and even got tears in his eyes. He couldn't
wait to tell his buds at work 'how these fuckin' kids showered this morning!'

Bart wailed and Aaron's hysterics redoubled when he saw the full back grass
stain on Bart's back from the overnight 'wheelbarrow' fuck he threw him on the
front lawn! He'd have fun brushing Bart raw later getting it off. The racket
outside even got the mom looking out the window getting a charge watching two
naked teens frolic like 6 year olds. She was thinking....'It's been so long
since I saw my boy naked like this. Look at his little bubble tail. He's even got
dimples.' She just stared. Bart's peter was all shriveled from the cold water
out of the hose. Aaron was charged up tormenting his boyslave, and his mom
raised an eyebrow and even got a natural stirring seeing her horny teenaged son
on the bone! And one fine bone it was!

The kids scrambled on into the house and Aaron's mom heard the ruckus as the
barefooted teens thumped up the stairs. She knew they were butt naked as they
flashed past the kitchen doorway so fast there was nothing to see....at least
nothing more than she'd already seen while the kids frolicked out in the yard.
She even felt a surge of pride that her son's peter on the rod shamed his
'buddy's' shriveled pud.

They charged on into the shower and Aaron actually worked at getting the
telltale grass stain from Bart's back. Once he was satisfied with his efforts,
with the shower off, he kneed Bart to the floor of the tub from behind, and laid
his now semi-hard cock on top of Bart's dirty-blond crewcut, and using the
utmost restraint, he started to ooze a stream of piss over the top of Bart's head
and down the kid's face. The dribble of oozing boy-water streamed over Bart's
clenched eyelids, down and around his nose, and spread across his closed
lips, down the chin to drooze down his neck, chest, belly and pubes. Cool, was how
the dripping piss looked draining off of Bart's own cock to the tub floor in
a yellow puddle around his knees.

Aaron really had strained to keep his normal racehorse stream to little more
than a trickle so he could effectively shame Bart the way he wanted. Now, as
most of his bladder was empty he gripped Bart's shoulders and coaxed him around
to face his teenmaster.

Showing an upturned open mouth as a model for Bart, Aaron began to drain the
last of his plumbing straight into Bart's mouth. Aaron laughed when Bart
actually seemed to be pulling and darting his tongue away from the incessant stream
as it shot right to the back of Bart's mouth. He tried so hard to keep his
mouth open when he swallowed or Aaron would be merciless.

Forgotten was how horny Bart was for boyplay and how little Aaron let the
poor fucker get off. Again, he was not allowed to even touch his prick, let own
get his own relief.

Aaron handed the kneeling piss-dude the soaped up rag and presented his own
naked wetness for washing.

Of course after the final rinse, Aaron lobbed his hog into Bart's shocked
face for a breakfast blowjob.

Bart started slowly, but with the urging of both Aaron's hand at the base of
his head, and a ham-slamming face-fucking, butt-snapping rut that Aaron gave
him, Bart worked like mad gulping boyprick with the fever Aaron wanted on his
cock. With the wet of their skins and tub, with the water off, the
suck-smacking and tub floor squeaky sounds were echo-magnified around the tiled room.
Bart's eyes blinked shut every time his forehead smacked into Aaron's lower belly
and he 'gwuck'ed and 'gwalppf'ed each time the ramming teenmeat shot through
his throat hole.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhmmmmmmm!!!!" Aaron coo'd when he sank his porker right
through Bart's throat and held as he bellowed, "Swaller it, faggot! Swaller
hard....again....again.... ohyehhhhh!"

When Aaron finally came down from his face-pummeling romp through Bart's
mouth, and his total body aftercum shudder calmed, he stood straight and looked
down at his cocksucker while gruffly bending Bart's head back, face-up so he
could look right at him.
"You fuckin' dickeater....you MINE, dude....annnnd....my cock's! You can plan
on ridin' my tool ever' day as often as I want it!"

With his head harshly bent back to stare into Aaron's face, he blinked....he
strained.... and he knew Aaron was gonna use him, and use him a lot! What
chance did he have? He wouldn't fight it if he could. He knew what he was....he'd
found out a long while ago....at the bathroom in the park, when he alone, and
with Kipper had made reg'lar visits to suck any and all cummers. Staring,
blinking, he nodded....well as much as he could with Aaron gripping his head so
tightly.

"Looks like you getting tuh wear more'a my clothes, just like the stuff you
stoled fum my locker yesterday," Aaron told Bart as he pulled a pair of shorts
and a shirt from his drawer for Bart to wear to school. Of course, he wouldn't
be allowed to dress till Aaron was dressed....by Bart.

Bart was relieved both to get something to wear that was half decent, and
more than happy at not having to eat Aaron's asshole all fucking day as they were
actually going to school instead of skipping so Aaron could use Bart's face
and ass all day. Patting the top of Bart's head....he was always kneeling when
he was with Aaron....Aaron said as he beat his dick around Bart's face, "You
took such good care'a junior here, Bartiefag, that ahmena letchu go to school
today afterall. But, I think he'll be needin' yur homo face long about 9:50
between classes. Be at my locker...got it??"

Bart was still dodging, ducking and blinking from the face whacking cock
Aaron kept beating him with.

He waited, knees aching, while Aaron took his good time getting his clothes
out. Aaron threw each item at Bart as he selected it till finally coming over
with his lo-cut sneaks and 'Whapp! Whapp! Whapp!' he beat them all around
Bart's upper body. The treads on the bottoms were leaving temporary tattoos of
blanched skin with each thumping Bart took.

"Kiss each part of me you dress BEFORE you put each clothes on me....socks
first fagboy!" Aaron ordered him. "Geeez...yur such a fuckin' queer! You
love'iss don'tcha?? DON'TCHA??!" Aaron growled. "Lookit yer queer dick, man...yur
hard, dude....geeee-zuss! Yu even drippin'!

"I don't mind tellin' yuh dude...I don't like it! I don't like it at all! Yu
likin'iss too fuckin' much. Ahmena hafta do some 'nother shit till you DON'T
fuckin' like it! Dammmmmmn! Whutta queer!!"


Kip's bedroom with his big bro after finding the email to serve Tommy in the
morning:
Kerry swoooooned! He'd had his share of blowjobs...queers and cunt alike. But
sucked by family! Sucked by his little brother! Nothing was ever gonna have
this effect on him again. "Ohhhh mannnnnnn! Eat meeeeee little brother! Chow me
d-o-w-w-w-w-n!"

Kerry's butt scootched to the edge of the chair and his cheeks flexed and
hunched inside the boxers and jeans still covering them. He pulled down with
clasped hands behind Kipper's neck and was absolutely stunned when the
well-practiced young cocksucker SWALLOWED HIM ALTOGETHER!"

There was no doubt that were Kerry standing he would have fallen right to the
floor in the thrill of the shock! Tears of absolute joy welled in his eyes as
he went limp and fell into the back of the chair.

"Ohhhwhewwwwwwhuhh!" Kerry wheezed. "Wh-where...where l'il bro....where'dju
evah learn tuh---omigod---dooooo this!"

"Gwupp! Guwulpp! Goolucch!" was all Kipper answered with his scwulping boy
guppy lips working big brother cock root right into the short hairs while his
tongue slupped over the handsome shaft running all through his mouth while his
throat muscles swallow-pulsed just past Kerry's dickhead crown. Kerry was
bucking and humping boyface in his chair. He had no control any more. Kip's mouth
had totally consumed his being. Kip's eyes bugged out his face as he stared up
into Kerry's. His big bro was in a frenetic turmoil. He was out of his mind
with absolutely too much pleasurrrrrrrre!!!!

All he kept gasping was, "Omigod! Omigod! Omigod! Pleeeeeze save me!
Kip-peeeeeeee, no-ohgod-noooo morrrrrrre! Please-uggghhh-lemmee gohhhhhhhhhh!!!!!" Kip
was snorting short breaths through his snotted nose, heaving his chest
violently....but still he felt the warmest he felt in a long time for his brother.
He hadn't called him Kippee since Kip was 6....and when he was about ready to
free his brother's dick, he redoubled and swallowed several more times hard as
he could over his brothers big dickmeat!

Amazingly.....and probably what was wilding Kerry more than anything was that
in his hysteria, he hadn't shot his wad! It was all built up like magma in a
volcano....he was READY TO BLOW...BUT DIDN'T...COULDN'T!!!"

"Eeeeeeessscchhhhssssswsskkkk!" was the unsuctioning of Kerry's cock as Kip
pulled off of his brother's pretty dick. The little guy thought his whole
insides was coming out his throat with Kerry's dick! He couldn't believe how sore
his throat was when he voided it.

Kerry's kicking feet and punching fists almost clipped Kipper a whole bunch
of times as involuntary spasms overtook Kerry's entire body. But most of all
and fabulously, was the fucking boy-wad-gusher of Kerry jelly that covered Kip's
face like whitewash. There were gobs of pearl spoo hanging from the kid's
hairline, eyelashes, nose and lips....even his fuckin' ears!! Nine fucking
spermrockets!

"I'm smoverized!" he squealed!

He was recovering from the enormity of the throat stuffing cock, and was
laughing in tears and so joyed his brother 'smovered' him and most of
all....called him 'Kippee' again after all these years.

Kerry reached down and swept the cute waif into his lap and sucked his lips
into his mouth, cum curds and all!!!

Kippee was bucking and jerking and Kerry thought he was not liking what he
was doing, and as he pulled him away he watched the young boy shoot his boxers
full of spooge!
Talk about brother love...this was it! Kerry "Yahhhhhhhhh"ed at Kipper and
pulled him to his chest again and licked all over his face and kissed him again.

Kip melted into Kerry's arms and didn't even feel the big kid get up and
carry him to the bathroom, run the shower and stand Kip in the sink....before
licking off the kid's soppy standing peter as he stripped him.

Kerry shivered with the re-establishment of himself with his brother.
He once thought wild tongue swiping over his butthole could drive him to take
cock up his ass....

All of a sudden, it seemed, Kerry's face screwed up in question. Kerry wanted
to know wherefrom Kipper 'learned' all this new boy fun. It apparently was
bugging him the whole time, and through all the afternoon's nut-blowin' fun, but
now that he was recovered from the cock-thrill ride his little brother so
unexpectedly took him through, he was able to put two thought's together.

"Hey, boy," Kerry said as he couldn't help himself from diddling up inside
Kipper's giggling body, "how'dju come to be faggin' wit' guys?"

Kip shamed up a little with the word, 'faggin', but he loved his brother and
in his blushings, with sweat starting to bead all over him again, he said, "It
was, uhm, weird...like, dees kids in school I liked, camed over the house one
afternoon. We sorta yuh know, um, funned aroun' an' an'...I guess we all
did...ummm...started....doin'....stuff...
wit' each 'n'udder and even suckin' and stuff. Nuthin' much
really....but....I liked it!" Kip shared.

Kerry started to ask another question, but Kip kept going and said, "...and
then I meeted up wit' diss older kid, Bart, 'an he was doing dicks at the
park...yuh know? Blowing kids from inside the stall dere. He took me wit'em this
one day. Kids wuz puttin'ere dicks in through the hole in the wall and we shared
'em. Mannn...I do it ev'vy chance I get."

"You LIKED that, dickweed??" Kerry asked stunned.

"Goddddd...Ker....I-I-I....loved it...LOVE IT!!! I'd do it right NOW Kerry,"
Kip turned beet red and looked down, "like...ev'vy kid I see....I just...yuh
know....I wanna...." he busted down crying and Kerry cradled his head against
his bare chest, rubbing his face on the top of his kid brother's head.

Without coming out of the snug against Kerry, Kipper spoke into his bro's
chest and finished...."Ev'vy kid I see...I wanna....SUCK him...swallow his
stuff...I wanna get fucked alla time....Kerry....I fuckin' LOVE IT!!!!" he
screamed....tears droozed down Kerry's chest, belly and into his belly button and out.
The little dude, saw the tears dripping into his big brother's navel....and in
typical fagboi style, he burrowed down and licked out his brother's belly
button....annnnd...and he pressed his soppy cheeks even further down....to
Kerry's pubes....his root....and over his cockhead.....AGAIN!!!!

Kerry flung his head back when the young teen's tongue wilded his cockhead so
expertly.
If Kerry could think at all, he'd be saying, 'Dayammmmm! Iss kid is soooooooo
goooooooood!'

He was thinking about having Kip spend the night....or the weekend with him
at his apartment....to continue getting the layout on what'd been happening
with his little brother since Kerry moved out. Shit, Kerry hadn't paid any
attention to Kip for a long time, since even BEFORE he moved out. This was like a
whole new thing....a surprise happening....an awakening. He was just about to
ask Kip to finish the tale...Kip hadn't even started to tell Kerry about his
being initiated by Shane and the others to be a 'fuckboy' for Tommy, Adam and
Shane....or how Shane had become boymaster among his fellow teens and had
assigned Kip to be Tommy's personal fuckboy.....which would explain the note Kerry
saw on Kip's 'puter that started this whole revelation.

Kip didn't know that Shane had tried to turn out Tommy just like he'd done
with every other kid in the fuckboy circle. Tommy fought Shane off and was
pissed at him for trying to make Tom blow him. It wasn't clear whether Kip's being
'awarded' to Tom was a peace offering, but Tommy took it to heart and took Kip
to his cock and was as hard a master as was Shane.

Well....the rest of the 'fuckboy' saga was gonna hafta wait....even the way
the boys had to get naked before the masters, kneel, tongues out and finger up
their butts in what Shane defined as 'fuckboy' position....at least Kerry
wasn't going to hear any of this till Kipper finished his big bro off....again!

"Ohmannnn! Suck it l'il bro...suck itttttttttttttttttt!!!!!!" Kerry moaned as
he pulled Kippee's face into his pubes and deeped the little fucker's
throat....


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