Date: Sun, 9 Apr 2006 18:28:13 -0700 (PDT)
From: Dennis Banneker <storiesnew@yahoo.com>
Subject: Special Sale - Chapter 3
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Special Sale on Boys' Trousers and Underwear - Chapter 3
by Dennis Banneker
StoriesNew@Yahoo.com
April 9, 2006
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WARNING! To qualify to read this story, you must be of legal age
and allowed by the jurisdiction or jurisdictions that govern you
to read sexually explicit homosexual material. If you do not
qualify, you must exit and seek other material. You have been
warned. Thank you for cooperating and being fair to others.
No actual persons are represented in this story, wherein any
resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, is purely
coincidental and unintentional.
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Special Sale on Boys' Trousers and Underwear
Dennis Banneker
StoriesNew@Yahoo.com
(NOT ALL NAMED CHARACTERS APPEAR IN CHAPTER TWO)
- Dillon Adams, 17
- Various High School students, 14 to 18
- Some interested College students, 18 to 22
- Zak, 19, a college student
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Special thanks for your recent email. If that keeps up, I'll
write more chapters for sure--and sooner. :-) --Dennis
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My smile was automatic. I had only dreamed of a boy as
beautiful as Kevin, asking me to take his best part, that hot
hardness, into my mouth.
Gently, I took him in.
Kevin's body writhed with the ebb and flow of my tongue and
lips--and I had to hold him, my hands relishing the hard feel of
those luscious mounds, my mouth in ecstasy--his breathing, moans,
and keen arousal enthralling, compelling.
"Oh, Dillon," he said, spellbound, his boy-body heaving
urgently, legs rapidly losing strength, "OH!"
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CHAPTER 3
"Yeah Kevin?" I said, interrupting the pleasure for both of us
and knowing he really didn't have anything he wanted to say at the
moment. I loved being on my knees for this young teen idol, and
wanted to return my mouth to his hard meat. I waited for a reply,
but only heard his ragged breaths.
I was being a dick tease and was loving the effect on Kevin.
Poor boy was practically convulsing, his red face darkening,
eyes wide with shock, disbelief maybe--his swollen penis bouncing
with wild twitches, the cute five-inch boydick begging with its
impossible arousal. His hands shot to my shoulders, gripping for
balance.
"Shit . . . don't stop, Dillon," he said urgently, his soft,
half-choked voice betraying his intense craving.
I took this moment to do some real teasing, to see how far I
could heighten his sexual need, hoping I could make it more urgent
with subtle, frustrating touches.
I was impressed that I'd gotten Kevin to cuss. It wasn't like
him to do that. I wasn't a fan of cussing, but combined with the
boy's desperation, the crude word made my cock jump.
Without replying, I slid my lips far enough to cover the tip
of his bouncing erection, my tongue tapping it gently.
"Urrrrr, uhhh."
I slid to his balls, a tight knot of flesh now, licking them
rapidly while teasing the adolescent cockhead with a finger.
"Ahhhh--please!"
I thought he was good for one more, so I grabbed his shaft at
the base with my lips gripping from the side, and slid back and
forth along the surface of Kevin's hot shaft--everywhere but the
head, my tongue adding to the poor kid's frustration.
"God! . . . Just do it."
I slid Kevin's hot dick into my throat. He'd had enough
teasing. And his pole was hotter than before. Success. I'd made
him want it, need it more. And my teasing had a nice unexpected
effect--he asked me to do this to him.
If he were an older boy--maybe a high school senior or a
college kid--I would've stopped again and asked, 'Are you sure?'
but this was not the time. Besides, at 17, I wasn't going to last
much longer myself--I didn't want to cum while sucking the boy.
But I did think to stop and ask one thing.
Kevin stared down at me in disbelief when my mouth slid off
his dick. I stared back at him with an earnest questioning look.
"First time?" I asked.
Kevin nodded rapidly, his face purple with blush. Sweat
gushed down his body. I liked a boy that sweat a lot.
With a smile and a nod, I returned to the warm virgin tube of
flesh that begged for the attention I wanted to give it.
And I did my best for this cute hot kid--leaned at the perfect
angle to graze his tip with the roof of my mouth, changed the
angle to press my wiggling tongue against the sensitive main
nerve, and squeezed my lips as I slid along the length of him.
"Oh, fuck," he whispered in coarse tones, the most sexual
sound I'd ever heard from a boy.
"Mmmmm," I said, moaning into his thick probe, shocking his
inexperienced penis with electrical vibrations.
"Awwwwrhh," he said, barely audibly, as he shoved his hips
forward. Hot liquid shot into my throat.
Kevin's thrusts became wild as I waited for another taste of
him, and I grabbed his hot little hairless ass to steady him.
I slid to his cockhead, using shorter strokes to focus his
climax on the head of his dick. This was the perfect time for me
to probe his rear opening, my fingertip sliding in unexpectedly
with all the boy-sweat that accumulated there.
"Raaaaaaghh!" he shouted, taking in air at a frantic pace,
thrusting himself mightily into my lips. "Oh, shit. Oh, yeah!"
That was all I needed to hear to start making plans for his tight
hot butt.
The fourteen-year-old was out of control now, his hands
gripping my shoulders more tightly than ever, his desperate cock
firing his boystuff rapidly, forcefully.
As my lips pulled back on Kevin's pulsating boyhood, I tasted
and slowed his cum with my tongue as it blasted in, bathing my
mouth with its flavorful warmth.
"Oh, God . . . oh, God!" he said, losing his balance, toppling
forward--my torso falling backward to the floor--his cock slipping
from my mouth as the boy anointed my face and chest with the last
two streams of his exotic, white hot stuff.
I let my arms go, Kevin falling the rest of the way--on top of
me now, his hot boystick on mine, his lips at my ear as he
breathed frantically into it.
I refused to move, not daring to interrupt the sheer sensual
energy of this unique moment. At least a minute went by with my
arms wrapped caringly around my young partner. Even the slowing
of his breaths aroused me.
"Are you okay, Kevin?" I whispered.
His slender body jerked with surprise at the sound of my
voice. I hugged tighter, relishing the incredible heat coming off
him, and the strong breathy heaves of his chest.
"That was . . . freakin awesome," he said.
"Yeah, it was," I said, to let him know it was good, express
my approval, and to reassure him that everything was all right.
"You swallowed me?" he said sweetly, his voice going high
making me shiver.
"Yeah--you taste great, Kevin."
"Wow," he whispered, his hand snaking its way to my cock.
A knock at the door jarred us into standing and dressing
quickly. Poor Kevin was in utter panic.
"It's okay," I said, "people knock all the time."
"Dillon, it's Zak. I'll grab a soda and wait next door," the
college boy said, indicating the next fitting room. There was no
need for me to answer. Zak had done this before.
"A friend of mine," I said to Kevin, putting a reassuring hand
on his shoulder. "No need to rush."
Kevin looked at me with a sigh of relief. At that point, we'd
managed to put on only our underwear. Kevin had his tee shirt in
hand.
I was never so filled with hope and thrilled with a guy as I
was when Kevin threw his tee shirt across the room. When he took
his briefs off, revealing his cum-covered, still erect penis, I
thought I might pass out with excitement. This kid was shy at
first, but now he had balls.
"Here, I'll clean that off for you," I said, the boy eagerly
standing as I knelt and licked his hard meat clean. When it
throbbed gratefully, I played with it, flicking my tongue at the
tip of his pole, making it jump sharply.
"Awwh. Ahh! It's s-sensitive," Kevin said, doing his best to
impress me by staying in place, enduring the torture of getting
his cock licked while his every instinct told him to pull away.
I stopped. When Kevin looked at his watch, I said farewell to
my hopes of getting off with him.
"I guess you better pick out your shirts now."
"Yeah," he said, looking as if he wanted to play more. I
supposed Zak's interruption was the culprit.
"Well--" I finished dressing.
"I know the ones I want," Kevin said, looking around the room,
realizing he had no pants to wear. The ones he walked in with
were in for alterations, and the other pair was part of his new
suit, which also had to stay in the store.
"I have no pants," he said nervously, his voice tightening.
"That's okay," I said, "a lot of guys go home in just their
briefs or boxers."
"No way!" he said, laughing when he realized I was joking.
Deflated now, I guided Kevin through the process of shirt-
selection, and wrapped them up for him. I handed him an
appointment card for the next day, for him to try on the altered
new suit.
"Just let me know if you need to change it."
"I'll be here tomorrow, no matter what," Kevin said with a
happy, knowing grin. And I was sure I knew what his first order
of business would be.
I gave him a similar smile. We talked amicably as he got
ready to leave. It was all anti-climactic and downhill from
there--except for my cock and balls, which were in a state of
emergency.
As soon as Kevin had made his call home for the chauffeur to
pick him up, I shook his hand and led him to the waiting area. I
couldn't get to Zak and the fitting room fast enough.
I paused only to acknowledge my boss, who nodded and grinned
his approval of the sale's dollar total--with a copy of the
receipt in his hand.
I went to the fitting room still warm from Kevin's orgasm and
the space heater, and knocked on the wall for Zak to come over.
"Damn!" Zak said as he entered and locked the fitting room
door, "What a hottie. Lucky bastard. I know you did him."
My wide grin confirmed Zak's suspicions.
"Shit--I'd give anything to have a three-way," Zak said,
practically drooling.
There was a too-long silence. As I opened my mouth to speak,
Zak beat me to it.
"Cat got your tongue?" he said, grinning with jealous pleasure
at what had happened in the room moments ago.
"Zak," I said, "I need a big favor." The urgency in my voice
must have shocked him, judging by the look on his face. And I
took my time scanning his hot, 19-year-old body, a lightly muscled
swimmer's body. Not to mention Zak's cute face, hot brown eyes,
and chestnut brown hair with reddish streaks.
The bulge in his pure-white Italian slacks was a nice extra.
"Ohhh--hot boy didn't do ya back," he said with insight as my
moist briefs bulged obscenely. "Okay--but it's gonna cost ya. My
ass comes with a price."
He didn't mean money.
"I'll pay anything, man. Thanks," I said anxiously, watching
Zak strip as I undressed as fast as I could. I grinned when he
tossed me the lube.
"I'm SUCKIN it first, though," Zak said demandingly,
scratching himself, pointing an accusing finger at my crotch.
Who am I to argue? I thought, wondering what the price would
be for a spontaneous piece of this hot college boy's butt. I
remembered what his dorm room and roommate looked like, and
thought about that as Zak pulled his sexy underwear to the floor.
I did the same, my aching bone throbbing in the process.
"Man, you got it bad," Zak said, eyeing my wet hard cock and
swollen balls.
Dennis Banneker.
StoriesNew@Yahoo.com
Any comments would be great!
I'd feel so much better hearing from you and knowing you're out
there. If you're not sure what to say, tell me what you liked.
Or whatever. :-) --Dennis
That's all I wrote so far. Thanks for reading. Should there be
more chapters?
Hope you liked it.
Even one email would put a smile on my face and make it a lot
easier to write more.
DENNIS B. - MY STORIES POSTED ON NIFTY AS OF 9 APRIL 2006.
15 stories under the following 6 headings:
- HIGH SCHOOL/COLLEGE
- SCOUT/CAMPING
- BROTHER
- ADULT-YOUTH (TENDER)
- DAD-SON INCEST (TENDER)
- "NO PAIN NO GAIN"
You can also find them under 'StoriesNew' in Nifty's Author
section. NOT UNDER MY NAME. Don't know why Nifty did it
that way, but what the heck. :-) All my stories are on Nifty.
HIGH SCHOOL/COLLEGE STORIES
1. Crazy for Chad (Love story. Ages 16 & 17.)
- Last post APPROX. Jan. 11, 2006.
NIFTY - High School.
2. Special Sale on Boys' Trousers and Underwear
(17-year-old clothing salesman gives special personal
attention to High School and College students,
motivating the young customers to buy lots of clothing.
Ages 14 to 25.)
- Last post APPROX. April 9, 2006
NIFTY - High School.
SCOUT/CAMPING STORY
3. Scout Campout Qualifying Competitions (Camping and
some incest. Ages 12 through 17.)
- Last post APPROX. Feb. 3, 2006.
NIFTY - Camping; Incest
BROTHER STORIES
4. Teasing My Hot Little Brother
(Big brother gets curious; ages 17 & 15)
- Last post APPROX. April 2, 2006.
NIFTY - Incest.
5. Eyes for My Hot Little Brother
(Little bro grows on big bro. Ages 16 to 18.)
- Last post APPROX. March 25, 2006.
NIFTY - Incest; Athletics
6. Getting to Know My Hot Big Brother
(Chemistry for big and little bro; Ages 16 to 18.)
- Last post APPROX. March 24, 2006.
NIFTY - Incest; Athletics
7. Little Brother Wanted it Bad
(little bro wants big bro; ages 17 & 15.)
- Last post APPROX. Jan 26, 2006;
NIFTY - Incest.
8. Discovering My Little Brother (Brothers,
17 and 13 start to get along real well.)
- Last post APPROX. Nov. 14, 2005.
NIFTY - Incest.
ADULT-YOUTH STORIES (TENDER)
9. Boy Who Was Late for School
(A tender story. Ages 24 and 13)
- Last post APPROX. Jan. 8, 2006.
NIFTY - Adult-Youth.
10. Finding the Boy Who Stole My Heart (A kind
of love story. Ages 22 and 15.)
- Last post APPROX. Oct. 9, 2005.
NIFTY - Adult-Youth.
DAD-SON INCEST STORY
11. My Son Drives Me Crazy (Tender dad and son.)
- Last post APPROX. Oct. 8, 2005.
NIFTY - Incest.
"NO PAIN NO GAIN" STORIES
12. Teaching My Son a Hard Lesson (NO dad-son sex so far.
I'm still debating with myself on that subject.
Some paddling and orgasm denial. Dad teases and
spanks his 16 y/o son; both get aroused. Things
get hot when a 13 and 19 y/o take over "processing"
the 16 y/o. Ages 13 to adult.)
- Last post APPROX. March 7, 2006
NIFTY - Incest; Athletics
13. Spankin High School Club Initiation
(High school ages. Later, some college guys.
Some soccer action. Some love.)
- Last post APPROX. Dec. 4, 2005.
NIFTY - High School; Athletics.
(Please note there are 2 titles with the words
"Spankin' High" in them. When you write, be sure
to let me know which story you read. Sorry, I
didn't think of that when I picked the titles.)
14. Getting it Hard at Spankin' High
(A discipline-school story; ages 13 to 19.)
- Last post APPROX. March 17, 2006.
NIFTY - Authoritarian.
15. Frat Initiation Hell Week (Ages 13 to 22.
Not as grueling as first meets the eye.
Most characters are of college age. The
younger characters do some teasing, only.)
- Last post APPROX. Nov. 7, 2005.
NIFTY - Authoritarian.
LAST POST DATES good as of April 9, 2006, and
may be off by several days either way. ACTUAL POST
DATES may be LATER, by the time you read this,
because new chapters of the listed stories may have
been posted since this was written.
Thanks,
Dennis
StoriesNew@Yahoo.com