Date: Thu, 13 Mar 2003 11:47:29 EST
From: Jarrod749@aol.com
Subject: JARROD. Chapter 13

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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. JARROD.
Chapter 13.

When last we were together: Kip reached for it, looked closely, and absently
took it in his mouth....literally licking the inside of Kyle's dick.
 Fuckin' amazing! Just that sensation in Kip's mind, sent him into a
mindspin, and he shot off without even touching his dick, right into the
bedcovers!
 Kyle said, "Please suck on my dick. God! Please suck on my dick!"
 Kip, right there, pulled that 'slinky mink' right through the cum and into
his mouth. He just whirled his tongue around it, licking, and sucking and
doing a tongue-play on it. As Kip lay there, shmoozing his friend's tortured
pud, his mind took a worrying turn...right out of nowhere. He needed to talk
to Kyle. He really loved Kyle. And Jarrod. How happy this little loner had
been these past weeks since they befriended him.....and loved with
him.....and loved him. It was Bart. No, not really Bart, so much as Bart,
symbolically. Kip was coming to grips with
something......yes.......cock.....he had passed from love with these two true
boyfriends, to the need......for cock! Any cock! Anywhere! Anytime! He could
already sense that this would be one of the last times he would be soothing
just this boy's cock.

Chapter 13. Polishing Some Desks.
Jarrod and Kyle, hit the school bus line at about the same time on Monday.
That's Monday  A-T, After Teepee. Bright and chipper, the two them slammed
into each other at the bus door, and Jarrod won the bout, send Kyle reeling
off the side of the bus for a 360 degree spin. Clownin' and laughin', they
bounded up the stairs to the back of the bus.
 They fived a few of the kids as they passed own the aisle, Kip, was
one....and Kyle didn't notice Bart, sitting with him, both of whom had gotten
on at an earlier stop.
 Kyle told Jarrod he had to tell him something important, but not while they
were on the bus.
 Jarrod said, "This don't mean you won't eat me any more, does it?"
 Kyle punched him hard in the shoulder and whispered, "You fuckin'
dick...SHUT UP! And no, it's got nuthin' to do with you and me......direkly"
 "WTF? Whut's 'direkly' mean," Jarrod asked.
 Kyle just said, "Kipper," and put a 'shush' finger to his lips, and said,
"later."
 With that, Kyle, who was seated by the window, and was the most hidden from
the other kids, got down to 'business.' Kids across the aisle couldn't see
anything, and there was no one behind them, as he wormed his hand down the
front of Jar's jeans, and into his underwear.
 "Uhmm  ooh  uh," Jarrod squirmed, and shifted his legs, and body, in a turn
toward the window, and looking down, in a hushed voice, said, "wheww, Ky, I'm
fuckin' close....don't let anybody see."
 Kyle had that quirky smile of his on, where he crinkled up all his freckles
and his nose, mixed with the look of a boy working very diligently on his
model airplane. With his whole hand around Jarrod's peter, his thumb started
to torture the nerve under the boy's cockhead. Twice, Jarrod started to get
up, and then sat back....up, and with a turn, right, then left, and he flexed
his butt, and he sat back again, he hunched forward, real quick. One more
hunch, holding his breath, after which, his breaths came faster, and shorter,
as his whole body slumped down in the seat, sliding forward, on his tail.
Opening his eyes, which were welled up, he looked at a blurred, smiling,
gooey looking Kyle. Sighing, "Hooo uhh, emrhm," cleared his throat, and
whispered, "Oh, God. Ky. I...ungh..that was great!"
 Kyle had a big smile on his face, as his hand flattened against Jarrod's
skin in his shorts, and started it's trek back out of the kid's pants. As his
hand reached the waistband, and slipped out, the only boy cum left, was
between his fingers......every one of them. He leaned down, as if to pick
something off the floor of the lurching, bouncing bus, and licked his fingers
clean. When he came back up, and sat back, he looked at Jarrod, opening his
mouth, showing him his own boy jam on his tongue. Jarrod looked back with a
cutey boy look, and squeezed the back of Kyle's neck. Both boys lay their
heads back against the top of the seat back......closing their eyes, right,
and left, bare knees, and legs rubbed together, respectively......as the bus
pulled into the middle school parking area.
 They hung back till all the other kids were almost out of the bus, then got
up and made the trek to the door. Bounding down the steps, and onto the walk,
Jarrod said, "Kyle, that was the best. Right there on the bus..... that was
as good as anything...all those kids around 'n all. Whoa!" he said, as he
rubbed his arm under his crotch, and pulled it all  the way through, exciting
his cum-soggy dick, yet again.
 Kyle just gave up a breathy, "Yeahhhhh."
 "Jarrod, I can't wait all day, I need to get you as much as I can today. I'm
fuckin' crazy!"
 "Duh! Well, I wasn't before I got on the goddam bus, but now you got me
nuts, too!"
 "Look. After roll, in homeroom, when everybody's just fooling with the
announcements, and stuff?" Kyle offered, and Jarrod nodded.
 "We'll break for that junk closet up by the roof door, 'kay? I'll just need
5 minutes. If we can grab a few more minutes, all the better."
 Jarrod agreed, and they both headed for their different homerooms.
 As Kyle climbed the last set of stairs to the 3d floor, and not hearing
anyone behind him, he figured something got fucked up, and Jarrod couldn't
get out. He took a long breath, sighed dejectedly, looking down the empty,
quiet staircase well, for a long moment, then turned toward the 'junk' room.
'Screeelllqkkk!'  Whowo! that went right through him, when he opened the
door. He sidestepped old desks, upside down, old papers, and mops and
pails......shit, just junk! It was like stepping through a minefield, as he
made his way to the back, by the window, behind the lockers. As he came
around the lockers, there was his buddy, all dressed, but with his cock
hanging from his pants. Kyle both gasped in surprise, and jumped to Jarrod in
wild excitement, in a bear hug!
 Jarrod reached for Kyle's zipper, and lowered it. Kyle stepped back, letting
Jar take control. Jar pulled Ky's pud out for some air, squeezed it and
pulled the kid to him by his cock. As they hardened, Jarrod got his dick into
Ky's fly, and Ky's into his. The feel of their cocks rubbing against each,
and bobbing, and pulsing, was driving them out of their minds!
 Jarrod wrapped his arms around Kyle's back, pulled tight and butt-flexed his
groin into Kyle. Kyle matched his hug and duplicated the
flexing.....then....in a moment, omigod....
they were fucking like banshees!
 Standing there, hugged almost inside each other's clothes, they buried their
heads into each other's shoulders. Their lips and tongues worked their necks
and ears so feverishly.
Their passion was wild! They were pounding, and humping and grinding and
fucking like they'd never fucked before, dressed.......or naked!
 "Oh yeah! Ohhll! Unghhh. Eeeeeeeee! Uh huh uhuhuh! Ooolm! Eyahhhh!' They
were wailing into each other's necks, and they cummed and cummed and.........
fuck-in' cummed! They held tight for long moments. Jarrod pulled out to be
face to face with his boyfriend. They stared at each other, closed their
eyes, and kissed each other, soooooo deep.
 "Oh, Jarrod. That was so good."
 Kyle pulled his dick from Jarrod's pants, and as it slid from Jarrod's fly,
there was an erotic cum-string connecting them for a few seconds. Kyle
kneeled before his fuck buddy, and took his dick into his mouth. In the
intense boycum aroma wafting from Jarrod's fly, Kyle completely re-pronged.
His cock bobbed out of his own pants as he cleaned Jar's dick of sperm jam.
 Jarrod, pulled Kyle up from his underarms and cleaned his buddy's dick, in
return. When he finished, he put Kyle's hardness back into his shorts, and
pulled up his zipper. He rubbed his open hand all around Kyle's pants front,
so as to mash his boyjizz into Kyle.
 Then, as he stood, he parked his own pud, zipped and took Kyle's hand and
rubbed his own pants front with it. Looking at each other, they smiled, threw
their arms around their shoulders and trudged back through the junk, to the
door, kicking into this thing and that, as they went. At the stairs, Kyle
said, "We're gonna smell like cum for hours, in class."
 "Get this," Jarrod countered, "watch the kids' pants when your sitting near
'em, and if you think they're smelling you......see who throws a rod. I'll do
the same thing. Later we'll put down a list, and see who, and how many kids
are trollin'"
 Kyle stopped on the stairs, and looked at Jarrod. "Damn! That's hot man!
That's hot!" They fived, and as their hand-smack echoed down the stairwell,
they thundered down the steps to class.
 Patting each other's shoulders, they separated to their individual
homerooms, again. But in the back of both their minds, was an image........of
things to cum? The forbiddenness, and public-ness, of sex inside the school
had them tranced. Unformed images were whirling in their heads, as they burst
through both their classroom doors and took their seats among friends, who
might be soon added to a list of boys who react to the smell of cum around
them.
 As the kids hit the street for lunch, Jarrod asked Kyle, "Well?"
 "Well, what?" Ky responded.
 "Geez, you are a dick! How many kids you see get hard from smelling you?"
 "Oh, yeah. You're not gonna believe it! Three of the most wild-assed kids,
Stevie, Kevin, and Mathew."
 "Yeah...you're right, I'm a little winded at that. I only picked off one
guy, Scooter. Soon's I was sittin' for a minute, I saw him lookin' all
around, and smellin' up, and around him. Then his hand went to his pants and
he started squeezing like mad. Fucker even squeezed his butt into the seat a
couple times. He mighta even creamed. But I didn't smell anything."
 "Me, too," said Kyle. Five kids were around me when I sat down, and
everybody sorta looked around, after a minute or so, but these 3 jokers
starting to playin' with theirselfs, through their pants. They were all
fidgetin', but only Kevin started with the butt-squeezing. Fuck man, with his
8 inch dong, I'd be squeezin' that fucker without any cum smell starter, just
for sport."
 Jarrod said, "Well, now we got some fun suspects. Time for us to call a
sleepover, to find out what we can find."
 Hand-slapping, with a rousing "Yea!" they busted into the deli for lunch.
 On the way back, across the street to school, Jarrod said, "Kyle, I am so
wanting to get you naked, bud. I just can't wait till after."
 Ky nodded, "Yeh, I know. I'm nuts today, too. I can't get enough of you
buddy. My butt hole's actually itchy, I swear."
 Arms around each other's shoulders, they made the hill up to school, and
Kyle said, "You know, I really need to make it with you here. It's so .....
daring.... scary, you know?"
 Jar said, "Yeah. Like, it's out right in the open, like."
 "Right! That's exactly what I mean. You and me. Naked. Dicks .... in the
open....that's it!"
In unison, they chimed, "BUT WHERE?!"
 They kept moving to the next class, which they had together, and then when
the bell rang, and everyone took off, even the teacher.....they looked at
each other. Big smiles broke out on their faces. They didn't even say
anything, but just moved to the front of the room. Kyle looked outside to an
empty hallway, pulled the door shut, locked it, and propped a desk chair
under the handle. When he turned back into the room, on the teacher's desk,
was Jarrod, pants and boxers around his ankles, on his back, legs spread
wide, shit-eating grin showing between them, a finger diddlin' his hole,
pumping his cock in his hand, rock hard!
 Kyle sauntered to his wide open buddy, and went around the desk to hold his
head in his hands and just.....kissed him...... so deeply. Their passion for
each other seemed to deepen phenomenally, with the passing moment, in spite
of all their sex games together, and with other kids.....it still always came
back to Kyle...to Jarrod.... to their expanding boylove.
 Jarrod pulled Ky up over him, and they lay, hunching, kissing, licking, and
loving. Kyle wiggled down till he dropped off the desk and sucked his buddy's
pud right out of his hand. Jarrod was one horny dude, and was bouncing his
butt off the desk already. As Kyle sucked him, moving to his balls now, he
pulled off Jar's sneaks, socks and pants, and dropped them to the floor. His
finger worked into boypussy, balls sucked into his mouth.
Kyle's mind was spinning. He was loving Jarrod, right there....in
school......on the teacher's desk. He almost got dizzy with the forbiddenness
of it all.
 Out of the blue, Jarrod jumped up, pulled Kyle's T-shirt over his head, and
dropping to the  floor, kneeled, stripping his buddy naked.
 Standing, he bear-hugged him, picking him up with a full-lips kiss, sat him,
then laid him down. He spread his legs, licked, then spit-gooed his buddy's
hole. He gripped his boy pole tight, and slid all the way home to Kyle's
empty-room, echoing, whine. Jarrod was so on fire, that he immediately was in
full boy pump, and was making Ky's bare skin, "Skreek! Skeeeek! Screettksk!"
on the desk, as he pounded the kid back and forth over it.
 Then, he reached up with his hands and arms under Kyle's shoulders and neck,
and as he lifted up, Kyle wrapped his own arms around Jarrod's neck, and his
legs, locking his feet, around Jarrod's back. Jarrod, still humping his pal,
started to waddle-fuck him around the room!
 He randomly sat Kyle on the window sill, and they fucked while watching kids
play ball on the playground; on this kid's desktop, or that one's, where the
kids' hands and books would be tomorrow. He couldn't squeeze himself down in
those chair-desks, but he tried. Finally, back up on the teachers desk, he
fucked Kyle's brains out till the kid just wheezed, and with his feet locked
behind Jarrod's back, and his mouth sucking Jar's tongue out by the root, he
started pulsing, and throbbing, and ohhhh, sooooo good ...... the boy came
between their bellies. The gripping boyhole muscles, pulsing over Jar's dick
then, brought him off, too, and he screamed into his boyfriend's mouth.
 They just lay there. Wrapped in each other; around each other; cum-sealed
together, their bodies heaved, in lengthening, normalizing breaths. Tears of
exertion, and joy,  rolled down their cheeks, and out the corners of their
eyes.
 Jarrod pulled his buddy up to sitting, himself on his knees, atop the desk.
Kyle opened his mouth to speak, but while nothing came out, he mouthed,
"Ohhhhh, bud-dy.....ohhhh."
 Then with a big smile, Jarrod pecked Ky's nose, and ran his hand between
their bellies, collecting  Kyle's spooge. Then he wiped it over the teacher's
desktop, and licked the boy's belly skin clean. Jarrod's cumslick peter slid
out of Ky, and his boyjam was oozing out onto the desk.
 Finally sated, the boys got off the desk, got some paper towels to wipe Ky's
butt, and got dressed. Mission accomplished! Unfortunately, they had cut
their last class, but they knew they had to do this, just once. Pulling the
chairback, and unlocking the door, Jarrod opened it, and checked the
hall......all quiet. It was still class time, so they just found the first
door out, and went down to the bus turnaround.
 Jarrod said, "You know, you said you had something to tell me about Kip,
this morning....and you never finished."
 "Oh, yeah," Ky said. "I can't say for sure, but, well...listen. After the
party, Sunday, when we were walking home, there's this kid Bart. He invites
us to his pool for a swim...he's a sophomore, junior, sumpin.' We skinny
dip.....then he up and blows us, the both of us!" Jarrod was wide-eyed. "I
mean Jar, I face-fucked that kid into the ground, bud......and he loved it!
If we ever want strange mouth, man, he's ours!"
 Sitting there on the curb, at the bus stop, The kids wide-smiled and
hand-slapped.
 Then Jar screwed up his face, and said, "And Kip?"
 Kyle said, "Oh, yeah, right. Well, he never said a thing, but I kept
expecting' him to. He looked like he was gonna tell me sumpin' the rest of
the walk home, and after we played around at my house. He never said
anything. But, you know what?"
 Jarrod was really getting impatient, "Fuck man, what?!"
 "I think that he really likes us, ay know, like friends......but not
boyfriends....at least, um, uh, not any more....if he did."
 Jarrod said, "So.....what then?"
 "He just, uh, likes......dick....I think. Any dick," Ky said.
 "Whew!" Jar said. "I would never have thought that....ever! We played on his
toy first. He never did anything. Anything! Whut if we fucked'im up?"
 "Give it up, you dick. You're the oldest, a rompin', stompin',
four-fuckin'-teen! We sucked, fucked, and we all liked it. If he want's
more.....no problem. We didn't DO anything!"
 Jarrod nodded, "Yeah...you're right, but I can't help wondering, ya know?"
 "Wonder this instead.......this morning, after we shot each other's shorts,
4 kids in our classes, boned up with the smell. Now you tell me. We ignore
it? Or...... do we got game?

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