Date: Fri, 21 Jan 2000 07:40:39 -0800
From: writersrealm@hotmail.com
Subject: Bike Boys/high school

1/20/00

Bike Boys

We road our bikes for a long time before we stopped for sodas at the DGS
store near the elementary school where I'd first met Larry. We sat on the
curb sipping orange Tru-Aide he'd bought because I hadn't brought money for
the ride.

"Remember old Mrs. Walsh with that crazy hair?" he said.

"Yeah, I didn't like her."

"Me either," he said.

"Want to see where I live. It's only a mile and maybe Brenda will be out.
I'll introduce you," he said. "What time do you have to be home?"

"I don't know, six maybe," I said, not wanting to commit myself in case we
were having fun.

I waited for him to suggest we do something, but I wasn't expecting him to
want me to meet a girl. I didn't understand what he wanted as I thought we
would further explore what he'd seemed so interested in during school. Now,
we were together with plenty of opportunity to find out about each other,
and he wanted me to meet Brenda?

"Good. You'll like her. She's a fox and a half," he said, spreading his
legs back over his bike seat, looking quite tall.

"You two...  you know... are you?"

"Well, I was working on that shit, see. We were down in the laundry room
one day, and she's like feeling on it through my pants, you know. We'd been
making out for a few weeks and she'd get on top of me so my dick would
press against it when we made out. So, now she's got her hand on it. I'm
like ready to pop a load and I want to unzip so she can feel it for real
and see what it can do. Her fucking brother came in on us. He'd seen me
take her down there. He's a real old dude. Said he'd cut my nuts off he
ever caught me fucking with his little sister like that again. She's
thirteen and I turned sixteen last month."

"Oh," I said, not really knowing what else to say. "That would hurt.
Getting your nuts cut off. I thought you were my age?"

"It would smart, huh?" Larry said. "I was held back the year before we
met. I'm a year older. I should be in tenth."

"What did he do to you?" I asked as we rode up Silver Hill Road.

"Jeff, he was cool. He was away at college so I hadn't met him before, when
I was working on getting Brenda. We had a talk after she went home and he
said he knew all about guys my age. He gave me his books on account he's in
his second year of college and has all these girls and all. He said he
needed to get them out of his room. He says to occupy myself with them and
not his kid sister. He gave me his Seka."

"Oh, yeah. That's cool," I said, not having a clue.

"Showed me how to use her and all. Man he got a big one. Stretched her out.
We read his books and jerked off together all the time after that. My mom
works at night so we hung out. He said, if he kept me busy I'd be less
likely to fuck with his sister. He turned out to be okay. He went back just
before we started school. He'll come home on weekends some times he told
me."

"You saw his dick?" I asked.

"Shit yeah. He let me feel it while he was fucking Seka. Man that fucker
got fat. Maybe one weekend you can come over and meet him. He likes guys
our age. He says he has all kinds of girls at school but none here. Might
introduce me to one so I can get laid. He said I was big for my age, my
dick."

"You showed him yours?"

"I told you we jerked off together. Sure he saw it. He told me about Bobby?
Said that he'd help me out when things were tight."

"Bobby?" I said.

"Yeah, they been living there a long time. I just moved there last year.
He's your age. He goes to a private school. Bobby knew about Seka and Jeff
let him, you know, use her. He was always pestering him about seeing the
books. He said it was just as easy to let him come over as it was to put
him off. When he gave the stuff to me he says I got to take care of Bobby
since she's his only girlfriend. Bobby's cool. He likes to do stuff. Jeff
told him I was cool."

"What kind of stuff?" I said, wanting to know me.

"You know, stuff. Like you and me. Bobby goes to this Catholic school. He
says they do all kinds of stuff. He's been at it since he went to that
private school. Showed me stuff I didn't know about. He's cool. Maybe he'll
be there. We can go up and look at the books. You like books?"

"Yeah," I said. "I'd like to see them. He does stuff like we did at
school?"

"If he likes you he'll do stuff. It's pretty cool knowing him. Jeff said he
helped him out all the time. Once he found out he wanted it."

"He did stuff to Jeff?" I asked.

"I told you. You don't listen very well do you?" Larry said.

We road awhile without talking because I was at a loss for what to say. I
wanted to hear more about Jeff and Bobby but I didn't want to piss Larry
off asking questions.

He stayed ahead of me and soon we were pulling up in front of a three story
brick apartment building ... It looked old

"Hey Bobby, you seen Brenda," he asked a boy coming out through the door.

"Nah, she was still at school. Some club or something I think."

"I'm going to introduce my buddy to Seka, want to show him?"

"I don't know him," he said, checking me out.

"He's cool," Larry said. "This is Bobby."

"Oh, hi," I said. "This the Bobby you told me about?"

"What did he tell you about me? You didn't tell him about me?" Bobby said,
seeming upset.

"No, but I think you just did. He isn't stupid. He came to meet Seka. We
don't need you."

"Can I see the books while you're fucking her?" Bobby asked.

"Sure. I get tired of the same ones," Larry said.

"Give them to me I don't get tired of them."

"Yeah, that's for sure," Larry said. "I'll hold onto them for awhile."

"Who is this Seka," I asked.

"Hold your horses, you'll meet her. Let's go upstairs. Bobby can show you
what to do."

"Cool," Bobby said, "I like to go first. He going to get a trun?"

"When do your parents come home?" I asked.

"My old lady, hell, might be home by eight or nine. She doesn't go in until
after noon."

"Where's your dad?" I asked.

"Don't know. Never did. Want a coke?" he asked as we went into the living
room.

The floor was a dark wood and there were no rugs. A kitchen table sat off
at one end of the room. There was a huge chair and a couch to match. Larry
dropped into the chair and reached under the cushion to retrieve about six
or seven magazines that he tossed to Bobby.

Bobby looked younger but he was as tall as Larry. He had freckles and red
hair and blue eyes that seemed real blue. He was immediately looking
through the books.

"Okay, where is it?" he said, looking displeased.

"I don't know if you should have it. You're too young," Larry said, seeming
to be happy about something. "Besides you know it makes you do weird stuff
when I let you look at it."

"Come on Larry. You know that's the one I like. You don't seem to mind the
weird stuff ," he said, before glancing at me cautiously.

"I don't know Bobby. What are you going to do to make it worth my while?
I'm always letting you see it for nothing. Jeff gave them to me not to
you."

"Come on, Larry. After all the shit I did to Jeff and he gives them to you.
That's bogus. Seka should have been mine," Bobby said.

"If your parents found this stuff you'd get Jeff busted. This way it's cool
and you still have someone to fool around with," Larry said.

"Shut up, Larry, I don't know him. I don't do that much stuff," Bobby said,
looking at me again.

"I told you he's cool. Besides, you like coming up here don't you. You
aren't nice and I'll cut you off."

"Yeah. Let me look at it awhile," Bobby said. "I'll think about it. You
don't, and I'll tell about you and Jeff."

"Yeah, and I'll tell them about you and the boys at your school, your
divinities instructor, that alter boy you visit in the confessional booth,
and Jeff, and me," Larry said, smiling.

"You wouldn't," Bobby said, looking horrified.

"If you do I do," Larry said, seeming unconcerned that Bobby might tell
anyone anything. "My old lady don't care what I do as long as I don't do it
in her bed."

Larry reached under the cushion again and pulled out another book, tossing
it to Bobby. He immediately handed the other stack back to him. Bobby sat
on the far side of the couch becoming immediately engrossed. I could see
some guy was tied up and a woman was standing over him with a whip. She was
all in black and he was all in nothing at all. Bobby studied each page as
he carefully went through the book. He kept his hand in his pants and was
obviously feeling himself as he read.

"Here," Larry said, handing me the stack to select from as Bobby started
back at the first page of his book again.

"Which one do you like?" I asked, having no experience with adult books.

"I'll show you," he said, getting up and sitting on the couch between Bobby
and I as Bobby ignored us.

"Here, this one. I like the chick. What do you think?"

The girl was blond but way old. She was okay and some guy had his tongue up
her twat. She was holding his ears. Larry turned a few pages to show me his
favorite picture. The woman was sitting on the guy's lap and his dick
disappeared into her as she had her feet on his knees.

"Is that rad cool or what?" Larry asked. "My fucking dick is hard thinking
about it. You hard?"

"Yeah, it is," I said, noticing that Bobby had unzipped his pants and his
red dick was in his hand as he slid his fingers up and down on the shaft.

Larry watched my eyes on Bobby's hand. He felt in my lap, putting my hand
in his. His cock ran straight up toward his belt. It was real hard.

"Come on. You want to meet Seka? Come on Bobby," Larry said. "You need to
put that some place."

Bobby stood up with the book to his side with his dick standing straight
out of his zipper. I'd never known a guy that didn't mind other guys seeing
his hard dick. It was way long but thin and shiny. It made me feel a little
hot seeing him like that.

"Put the book down and get her out, Bobby," Larry said.

"Okay, but I get to look at the book while I'm doing it," he said.

"Sure," Larry said, as Bobby went to the closet in the far corner across
from the single unmade bed.

"This your room?" I asked, noticing the clothes tossed all around.

"Yeah, that's Seka," he said, as Bobby brought out a plastic doll that was
life size and anatomically correct if a little on the homely side.

He carried it with his dick sticking out between her legs, Larry grabbed it
and squeezed as he yelped.

"What's it for?" I asked, wondering where she fit in to what was becoming a
sex party Larry holding the other boy's dick.

"Show him Bobby," Larry said, letting him go.

"Come on, Larry. You show him," he said. "I don't know him. He's your
friend."

"Deals a deal. You show him. You already got your dick out."

"Take yours out," Bobby said, holding the doll by one arm as I stared at
his zipper.

"You know if I take mine out I'm going to need to do something with it,"
Larry said, making it sound like a threat.

"What's new. I don't care, but you got to take yours out. I feel funny in
front of him," he said, looking over his shoulder at me as he placed the
doll in the middle of the bed.

Larry unzipped his pants and let his cock hang out. Bobby watched carefully
until it was completely exposed through his zipper. It wasn't soft and it
wasn't hard. It seemed bigger then when I'd glanced at it and touched it in
gym. There was hair standing out around his zipper. Larry seemed
unconcerned that he was standing there with his dick out. I had a feeling
this wasn't the first time they did this.

"Mine's ah, mine's already up," Bobby said. "Make it hard."

"News flash. Pull on mine, it'll be up soon enough," Larry said, smiling at
me as though he thought I'd be amused.

Bobby looked at me before reaching for Larry's dick. As Larry had predicted
it stood right up through his fingers, looking quite impressive. While not
quite as long as Bobby's it got more than twice as thick while Bobby worked
on it.

"Okay, that's enough for now. Show him what we do with Seka," Larry said.

"Give me the book first," Bobby said, noticing Larry had picked it up from
the bed.

"Okay," Larry said. "Fuck her naked and I will. I want to see your asshole.
I want to touch it."

"Only if you do," Bobby said, looking at me again.

 "You want to watch?" Larry asked me, noticing my eyes on Bobby's dick
again.

"Sure. Yeah. See what?" I said, figuring it had to be a continuation of
what we'd done in school.

"You want to get undressed?" he asked. Seeing the surprise on my face, he
added, "You don't have to. He won't do it if I don't. Is that okay? You can
wait until next time if you want. I felt a little funny the first time Jeff
showed me. I did it anyway though. Kind of exciting having an old dude
messing with me."

"Sure. Yeah. I want to see," I said, not being sure what I wanted to see,
but Larry being naked sounded like a good start.

Larry stood with his cock arched out in front of him, still half hard but
losing ground. His cock hair was bushy and thick when I got a chance to
study it in the light. Bobby and I caught each other staring at Larry's big
crotch. He seemed not to mind at all and he stood for us to inspect him,
turning to face me as his cock started to stiffen again without any
encouragement. I wanted to feel it but felt funny in front of Bobby, so I
didn't.

"Okay, we don't have all night Bobby. Go ahead," Larry said. "My dicks
hard. I don't want to wait all day for you."

Bobby kicked off his shoes and yanked off his shirt and dropped his pants.
His undershorts were yellow, like the paint on the building but they
weren't peeling yet. He dropped his underwear straight to the floor and
stepped out, moving forward, and lying on top of the doll. He lifted his
plump round ass up in the air and held his long red dick out with one hand,
pointing it at what looked like a black hairy spot where the pussy would be
on a real girl. Larry felt his ass and put his fingers on Bobby's
hole. Bobby held his ass up until Larry was done feeling it.

He held his dick in his fist before sliding it through his fingers toward
the spot with the hair, and I watched him until it had all disappeared
inside. He lie flat down on the doll and started looking at one of the
pictures with the guy tied up and the woman spanking him with a funny
looking hairy whip. He seemed mesmerized by the picture as he worked his
dick in and out of the doll.

Bobby's fucked the doll with a slow rhythm, turning a page every few
seconds. At first I only got a glimpse of his dick as it went in and out,
but then he started lifting his ass higher and higher. He made sharp
grunting sounds until he was pulling even the head of his dick out of the
hole before thrusting it back harder. He turned pages and started to make
panting sounds as his dick had become remarkably thicker as he fucked.

"Let me see some," Larry said, sitting near Bobby's head, leaning into the
book with his hard dick rubbing Bobby's shoulder, arching up toward his
mouth.

As he looked into the book he moved one of Bobby's hands onto his dick.
Bobby seemed unalarmed and started to stroke the hardened dick. Neither boy
seemed to care that I watched, and Bobby lay his face in Larry's crotch
after closing the book. He didn't open his mouth but he did let his lips
brush the skin as he closed his eyes and fucked the doll harder and harder.

"I'm going to cum," Bobby said struggling to get the words out, keeping his
lips against Larry's dick.

He didn't suck him, more nibbling, and moaning and slobbering on the erect
cock. Larry kept scooting closer to his mouth, holding the back of Bobby's
head in his crotch.

"Go ahead," Larry said. "That's good. Just do that a minute. That's good.
Open your mouth a little like usual, okay."

Bobby pushed his entire face into Larry's lap and started humping like
crazy, spitting and blowing hot air on Larry's dick. His ass lifted high
enough for me to see his pink hole spreading open. His hairless balls swung
back and forth against the shaft of his cock as he pushed faster and faster
until a big blast of air came out of him like he was the doll and someone
had just punctured him. He made a really weird sound and his ass made small
jerking moves five or six times until he stopped moving and just lie there,
panting and rubbing his face back and forth over Larry's crotch.

Larry held his face rather tenderly in place as spit ran out of his mouth
and onto his hot pulsing dick. I could see it jerking against Bobby's
lips. Larry rubbed the head of his dick across Bobby's spit covered lips
and massaged the spit into it with his hand as he stood up.

"Get off her," he said, sounding a little desperate. "Come on. I'm already
worked up. You rather suck it?"

Bobby kneeled, and climbed off the foot of the bed very fast. Liquid
dripped from his dick. He noticed me noticing it and pulled on his almost
soft dick.

"You want a turn," Larry said, suddenly remembering I was there as he
kneeled where Bobby had been just a minute before.

"No," I said. "You go ahead."

His dick plunged into the hole before I'd finished speaking. Larry's skin
was more brown and his hair was much darker than Bobby's. He had hair
around his hole and in his crack, and his dick was more brown than pink. Up
until a minute before I'd never seen an asshole and now I'd seen two in
pretty quick order. Larry's opened a bit as he pumped himself in and out of
the doll, seeming more adroit at it than Bobby. I wondered if he'd had
more practice as I watched his ass.

Bobby sat near the head of the bed and placed Larry's hand on his shrunk
dick. Larry pulled his hand off like he was unhappy or it broke his
concentration.

"Come on and sit down before I blow my load," Larry said. "Let him sit
there, Bobby. You shot a load already. Let someone else get in on it."

"Me?" I said, as Bobby stood and stared at the lump in my pants.

"Come on. I'll play with your dick if you want, okay," he said, sounding
more like he was saying he really wanted to play with my dick. "Hurry
up. His lips always get me too hot when he does that to me. Fuckers a good
cock sucker when he's in the mood. That's even better than this."

I sat down where both he and then Bobby had sat.

"Take it out," he said, impatient, and his face seemed pained as he was
making a slopping sound as he fucked the doll harder.

Bobby stood behind Larry and felt his ass, letting his fingers feel Larry's
crack. Larry grabbed my dick and started jerking me off really fast after I
got it out. He no longer looked in the book but at my dick. It seemed like
he was running some race and he was running out of time. My dick had been
straining in my pants and now it was straining in his hand. Bobby came and
stood right in front of me. His dick had a patch of red dick hair. I just
looked at the soft pink dick that hung on his hairless balls. He reached
for my hand and pulled it up on his dick as he pushed his hips at it. He
felt soft and squishy and wet.

"Oh shit," Larry said. "I'm going to shoot. You ready yet. I want to see
you shoot."

"No," I said, feeling Bobby's dick getting hard while he helped me stroke
it with both of this hands holding mine on him.

"Hurry up. I can't hold it," Larry said, his dark eyes pleading with me to
do something so he could have his relief.

"Go ahead," I said, letting my free hand slid down between Larry and Seka
as air seemed to burst out of him. My fingers felt his wet hard cock as it
slid in and out. He moaned when my fingers tightened on his dick. He turned
his face into my lap and I felt his moist lips against my dick. I had felt
strange and out of place until that second and suddenly I was burning up
and all the air went out of me.

"Okay," he said. "I will. You can go next."

His lips moved up on to the head of my dick as he talked and his slobber
ran down my shaft. Larry became violent with the doll, fucking it so hard
it made a protesting squeaking sound where his flesh rubbed again the
plastic. You could hear him slapping against it, grunting and moaning,
sighing and spitting air as his arm slid around my waist puling my crotch
toward his mouth, and then there were several quick controlled thrusts into
the doll before he collapsed on it, panting and whimpering softly in my
lap. His face was buried in my crotch, his lips were open wide on my dick
head as he was blowing hot air and licking me.

"You can have a turn," he said, hugging me while kissing my dick head.

After a minute he leaned his head back to look at my hardness, squeezing me
as I did the same for him. His cock shined, being covered with the sticky
liquid. He lifted his ass so I could feel all of it as it was losing it's
stiffness.

"Let's see yours," Bobby said, putting his hand on my dick as well.  "Come
on, Larry, let him. I want to see him do it. He's got a nice one."

Larry kneeled up and his dick looked thicker and longer as it hung down
over his balls. Both boys had my dick and pulled me until I was kneeling
between the plastic legs. Larry felt my cock and then Bobby felt it as they
pointed it toward the hole Larry had just left.

"Go on. Give it to her," Bobby said.

As I leaned forward I didn't need to do anything. I was only sorry I wasn't
naked. Both of them had their hands all over me. Once I started to slide
into the hole, I could feel the slim and the sticky goo they'd left
behind. Bobby put his hand on my ass and pushed me deep into the hole. It
made a sloshing sound as I tried to do what I'd seen them doing.

Larry sat by the head of the doll and pulled my face onto his lap. I could
smell the heavy scent of sex on his dick and balls. Bobby sat on the other
side of the bed, pulling my face on his hard dick, rubbing the head on my
lips, working to get me to open my mouth so he could feed it to me, but I
wasn't ready for that. Larry pulled me back on him, and his odor made me
hotter. I let my lips open so I could taste his dick. My tongue made just a
little contact with the moist flesh as I ran it on his shaft while he was
holding my head in his lap.

"Yeah," he said, "that's it. Open up a little."

"Me too," Bobby said, pulling me his way, until my tongue was licking that
rigid hot shaft as it pulsed against my lips. "Yeah, he's going to be a
good one, Larry. Come on and open up a little. You'll like it."

Bobby seemed excited as he rubbed his dick along my tongue. I let them pull
me one way and the other, feeling their juices on my dick, and wanting to
do more but afraid I might go too far, however far that was. Larry was
getting hard again by the third or forth time my mouth was against his
dick. The head got really plump first, while the shaft still bent, but soon
it stood out of his thick pubes seeming even larger than before. Even the
smell seemed larger.

When Larry reached for my dick, it started to go off as quick as he wrapped
his fingers on it. Bobby was in-between my legs poking his dick on the back
of my pants, riding my ass. I was dizzy, and faint, and so confused I
wasn't sure what was happening. Larry's hand kept pumping on my dick as I
shot my load, and I filled the doll with cum. Bobby kept trying to drill a
hole in my pants with his dick. I rolled onto my side, letting my last
stream shoot up across Larry's dark brown thigh. He rubbed his fingers in
it as he examined the thick cum. I held Bobby's dick away from my backside.

"Take them off," Bobby said.

"That's okay. I can't stay much longer," I said as Bobby fingered my ass.

"Awe, I can do it fast," Bobby said. "I'm already hot. Take down your
pants.  Just for a minute."

"No," I said, loud. "I'll be late getting home."

"Let him alone," Larry said. "You okay."

"Sure," I said, not being able to breathe.

"You want to do anything else," Larry said, holding his cock straight up in
front of him so I knew it was available for the asking.

"I've really got to be going," I said, putting my hand on his shaft to feel
the heat from it.

"You aren't mad at me?" Larry asked. "I didn't know it would go so far
today. I can get rid of him if you want to be alone awhile."

"No, I said, letting go of both dick, standing up to put my own messy dick
away.

"Can I come over tomorrow?" Larry asked.

"Sure," I said, moving slowly toward the door and some fresh air, looking
at the two naked boys I'd just been with.

Larry stood. His dick hung down over his hairy balls. It was even thicker
yet and swung as he moved. He smiled at me when he saw me looking at it. I
smiled and said he didn't need to bother showing me out, taking one last
look before heading for the door.

"I'll be over your house right after school, okay?" he said loudly.

"Yeah," I said, "Right after school."

"I'll go with you," Bobby said. "I want to fuck him."

"Is that okay?" Larry asked. "Not the fucking part the coming over part.
Can he come over?"

"Sure," I said, looking at Bobby's cock standing up out of his modest
amount of curly red dick hair as he followed me to the front door.

"You were fun," Bobby said to me.

"You too. I'll see you tomorrow," I said as I slipped out the door.

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