Date: Mon, 20 May 2002 20:06:45 -0700
From: bawdy pen <bawdypen@hotmail.com>
Subject: PEEPERS--Part 4

			      PEEPERS--Part 4

   Having sex at our houses was much too dangerous, so more and more
we started to fool around in the woods behind the movie star's old
house. It was pretty secluded, so Alex and I would make love in the
open. Of course, Teddy knew this because once in a while he'd join
us. There was a little alcove where we felt secure that we'd be able
to see anyone approach. But Teddy, devious little bugger that he is,
found a place where he could spy on us.
   Now, that didn't matter. Hell, he could watch us up close if he
wanted to. But what he did was show us off!
   "Hey, Damien!" (He told us this conversation later.) "Want to see
my brother and his friend queerin' each other?" he asked the 16-year-
old Junior.
   "What?! You're kidding!"
   "No. They do it all the time. They're lovers. Come on."
   "Really? This I gotta see!"
   "Okay, but be real quiet. He'll kill me if he catches me. He
doesn't know that I know what they do."
   "GOLLY! THEY'RE NAKED!" Damien gasped.
   "Shhh! They'll hear!" Teddy warned, leaning over his buddy's
shoulder in the small area. Teddy always wore his favorite skimpy
running shorts for these encounters.
   "Hey!" Damien whispered, "that's what they call 69, isn't it?
Man, they're blowin' each other!"
   "Yeah! Hot, isn't it?!" Teddy gushed.
   "Unh hunh!" Damien stared, wide-eyed, his prick getting hard in
his pants. "Ah, watch it, willya!"
   "What?" Teddy asked, all innocence.
   "You...you're rubbing up against me. I can feel your pecker on my
butt--you got a hardon!"
   "Gee, sorry, Damien. But it's so HOT, and there isn't much room
in here. Doesn't it give you a boner, too?"
   "Yeah, but..."
   "Kinda makes me want to play around too, sometimes."
   "It does?" Damien gulped.
   "Yeah, makes me horny! Doesn't it make you horny?"
   "Sure, but..." Damien looked around at Teddy. "Y-you mean you'd
d-do something like t-that?!"
   "I dunno...they sure seem to enjoy it!"
   "But they're queers!" Damien hissed. Then he added, "I'm sorry.
I know he's your brother and all--but he is a queer! And so's his
friend."
   "I know that, dummy! That's why I brought you here to look."
   "Hunh? You mean to turn me on cause you're as queer as your
brother?"
   "No...at least I don't think so. Well...maybe..."
   "Whadda you mean maybe? You got me here to blow me, didn't you?"
   "It...it just gets me h-hot," Teddy stammered, putting on his
practiced performance, "I don't think I'd like it. But I thought...
well, maybe you'd let me try it on you... just to see if I like it. I
thought maybe we could try it together...just for an experiment."
   "You'd really get down and slobber on my pecker?"
   "Only if you'll try it too," Teddy coaxed.
   "Naw! Try it on somebody else!"
   "Okay, let's just watch, I guess," Teddy complained.
   "DAMN! Now they got their noses smellin' up each other's
buttholes!"
   "Look closer," Teddy suggested, noticing that Damien was still
feeling himself up. "They're done smelling...they're licking now."
   "Yuck! That's really queer! I wish they'd go back to blowjobs...
that wasn't so bad."
   They watched for a while, Damien making no suggestion that they
leave. He even endured, or acted oblivious to the fact that Teddy's
prick was still pressed up against him.
   "So you never licked a guy's dick, hunh?" Damien asked, finally.
   "No, I said that," Teddy lied, giving the impression that he'd
just as soon not talk about it any more. "It was just a dumb idea
cause watching them always makes me hot."
   "Yeah...I guess it does," Damien admitted. "Me, too."
   "Well...you seen enough? Let's go." Teddy moved back.
   "Uh, listen," Damied whispered, even more quietly, "since you,
ah, want to try it...I'll let you lick me if you want."
   "Will you do it too?" Teddy asked.
   "No. I can't do that." Damien was insistent.
   "Well...okay, if you promise not to tell anyone."
   "GOSH, NO! I PROMISE!" Damien gushed. He would have sworn on his
mother's life to get his first blowjob. "You can do it...all you
want...and I won't tell a soul!"
   "Um...okay. Come around here." Teddy pulled him away and down
into a thicket. "Drop your pants!"
   "Hunh? All the way? Can't I just pull it out?"
   "No, silly! How am I gonna lick your balls that way?"
   "Gee, you wanna lick my nuts, too?"
   "Sure, why not?"
   "Hey, no reason...no reason at all!" Damien hurriedly yanked at
his belt buckle and dropped his drawers--shorts and all. Teddy knelt
down. Damien's prick was sticking out--engorged and excited. Teddy
scooted closer to his friend's crotch and reached around and felt his
buns. "Oooh," Damien flinched, "nobody ever felt my ass!"
   Teddy looked up at him, quizzically.
   "Alright, nobody ever felt me anywhere!"
   "Gee," Teddy contemplated, squeezing the soft flesh, "your buns
are really soft. Feels nice!"
   "Yeah? You think so?" Damien beamed at the compliment!
   "Unh hunh. You...um...you got a nice pecker, too!" Teddy looked
up into Damien's eyes.
   "Is..is it OK? I mean..." Damien stammered, embarrassed.
   Teddy played it coy. "N-nice enough to lick."
   "Oh. Well, go ahead," he looked down, anxiously.
   Teddy let out a loud, nervous gasp, then reached for it. He
wrapped his hand around the stiff shaft and squeezed it. Damien
looked as if he might shoot just at the touch, so Teddy let up on his
pressure. Acting the complete novice, he tentatively stuck out his
tongue, just letting it touch Damien's cockhead. He slowly circled
his tongue over the very edge of it, just getting a taste. He wasn't
really doing much...but he knew the effect the sight of him on his
knees tonguing the boy's cock was having. He made it all the more
sensuous by constantly looking up into Damien's eyes.
   "Mmmm," Damien moaned, involuntarily, giving away his excitement.
   Teddy gave the shaft another quick squeeze. A blob of precum
escaped from the pisshole. Teddy stuck out his tongue and licked the
slick juice onto his tongue.
   Damien looked disgusted at that. He couldn't imagine anyone
wanting to taste that stuff! (Even though he sure didn't mind tasting
it himself when he jacked off!) But that reaction was automatic.
Inside, he was delighted that Teddy seemed to savor the taste of his
cockjuice. Teddy squeezed and licked for more. Then he sucked
Damien's knob right into his mouth.
   "Ooooh, that feels good, Teddy. Real good! You're a good buddy!"
   Teddy blew him.
   Teddy blew him a few times after that, too. But Damien--as much
as he enjoyed it--still wouldn't go any further.
   Teddy blew Marty, too. He seduced him like Damien. They peeked at
us; then Teddy made his move. But Marty reacted more openly. He was
game for anything Teddy suggested.
   "Hey, let me try yours!" He bent over and sucked Teddy's cock
into his mouth. "Gee, that's not so bad. Feels kinda neat in your
mouth, don't it?"
   Teddy was taken aback. (I looked that word up. It means he was
kinda surprised.) After Damien, he was taken aback that Marty was so
willing. "Y-you're not worried about it bein' queer?"
   "Aw, who cares? You already sucked me, so you're not gonna tell.
Let's get down like they did and do it to each other at the same
time."
   "Can I shoot in your mouth?" Teddy asked.
   "Of course, that's what a blowjob is, isn't it? Stuff don't taste
so bad. You're gonna swallow it, aren't you?"
   "You bet!" Teddy enjoyed his first 69 without us. He said that
Marty wasn't as good at it as we were, but he sure put his heart into
it. Teddy decided all Marty needed was more practice--practice he'd
make sure the guy got!
   Afterward, they sat up, smacking their lips, agreeing that cum
was nice to drink--especially out of a hot pecker!
   "You ever done that before?" Teddy asked, wondering if Marty was
experienced or just a natural.
   "Yeah, a few times," Marty admitted. "Uh, a guy I know talked me
into it one day. I was kinda scared to try it, but he went down on me
first and it felt so good I tried it. He sure knew how to do it!"
   "Who is he?" Teddy asked, always interested in new prospects--
especially someone who sounded as horny for cock as this guy did.
   "I...I'd better not tell. I promised not to. He's real worried
about rumors gettin' around."
   "Well you know I'm not gonna tell, Marty. I'm in the same boat."
   "Ummm, yeah, that's true. But..."
   "Aw, come on, tell me. Maybe all three of us could get together."
   "WOW! That'd be hot alright. I guess he wouldn't mind if I told
you. It's...it's Damien Winters."
   "DAMIEN!" Teddy gasped. "That no-good prick! That dirty rotten
asshole!"
   "Gee, Teddy, I think he's kinda nice. How come you don't like
him?"
   "Hell, I do like him, Marty. I've been blowing him for 3 weeks
now, ever since I brought him here and showed him my brother in
action!"
   "Gosh! You and Damien already did it together?"
   "No. That's what's got me so pissed off. He never would do
anything in return! And all the while he's been...hey, how long have
you two been going at it?"
   "Uh, about 2« weeks ago was the first time. He invited me over to
his house after practice and showed me a dirty magazine. Girls with
their tits and pussies showin'. Then he asked if I wanted to try
something neat that he just learned. He must have learned it from
you."
   "Yeah, just from watching me do it. That bastard! All the time he
kept telling me that he couldn't put a dick in HIS PRECIOUS MOUTH, he
was suckin' you silly!"
   "That sure is strange, Teddy. Damien acts like he loves a pecker
in his mouth. Don't make any sense he wouldn't want to do it to you,
too."
   "Oh well," Teddy shrugged, "maybe he just doesn't like me
enough."
   "Why not? You're...well, you're real cute and all...an'..." Marty
began to stroke Teddy's cock again, "you got a nice prick! Fuck him.
I'll suck you all you want!"
   They fell into another pleasant 69, but Teddy's mind was a bit
distracted. Nevertheless, he managed to drain Marty's balls, and
squirt another juicy load into his mouth.
   Two days later Teddy bumped into Damien skateboarding outside the
mall. Damien pulled up and slung his board under his arm.
   "Hi, buddy!" Damien said brightly, then looked around and teased
more quietly, "Hey, I haven't jacked off in two days. I got a big
load built up! You wanna go somewhere and suck me off?"
   Teddy smiled at him. "Gee, sorry Damien. But I met a guy who
likes doin' it in return. It's a lot more fun that way. Too bad you
have that 'thing' about never putting a dick in your mouth. This
other guy ain't such a pussy. I've been thinking about letting him
screw my ass."
   "Yeah? Butt-fuckin', hunh? Hell, I'll do it to ya...if you want.
I'd like to try that."
   "No, thanks," Teddy smiled. "See ya!"
   "Hey! Wait a minute. Uh, who is this guy, anyway?"
   "Hey, I don't tell tales! Oh well, I don't think you know him so
I guess it's alright. A kid named Marty."
   "Marty Bergeson?!"
   "Yeah, you know him?"
   "Sure, we...ah, we met."
   "Oh, you know him, hunh? Gee, I shouldn't have told you his name.
But I can trust you, can't I?"
   "Sure, you know you can. I won't say anything."
   "I hope so. Makes me a little nervous trustin' a guy that won't
do anything. Bye!"
   "Wait up!" Damien was scurrying after Teddy. "How about that
butt-poke?"
   "Marty'll take care of me...he's earned it! Sorry, gotta go--he's
meetin' me at two."
   As expected, Damien showed up in the woods where Terry and he had
their first encounter. Marty and Terry watched him sneaking around to
where he'd have a good peeking post.
   "See, I told you he'd show up here," Terry jabbed Marty in the
ribs. "Now take off your shirt and toss it over your shoulder and
walk over there like you're waitin' for me. Then go up to Eric &
Alex's spot. When he follows you, I'll be right behind him. Wait
about fifteen minutes, then yell out "shit!" or something and pull
your dick out and play with it. You know what to do when he comes
up."
   Marty casually strolled into the clearing and climbed up on a
rock, looking around and posing and flexing his smooth bare chest. He
even reached up and nonchalantly played with one of his tits,
tweaking it.
   Jeez, what a show-off! Terry almost giggled out loud.
   Marty kept glancing around, looking for Terry. He caught a
glimpse of Damien peeking around a bush, but made like he didn't see
him. Then he hopped off the rock and made his way up around the spot
where they'd spied on us, and into the bushy plateau where we made
love. He took his pants off and layed on the grass, basking in the
sun with his undershorts on.
   After an eternal 15 minutes, he sat up and cried, "SHIT!"
   Terry almost laughed seeing Damien jump at the sound of Marty's
outburst. Marty stood up and reached for his pants, then thought
again and threw them down. He sprawled out on the blanket again and
started to feel himself up. Working himself into a stiff boner, he
slid his shorts down to his knees and started to slowly jack-off.
   Damien looked uncertain as to what to do. He was horny and hated
to see a load go to waste. He took one last look around to see if
Terry was coming, then he got up and walked toward Marty. He was
almost upon him before Marty stopped peeking out of his half-closed
eyelids and opened them up at the sound of Damien's voice.
   "Poundin' the pud, hunh buddy?" Damien smiled down.
   "Hey, Damien! What're you doin' here?"
   "Just strollin' around. How about you?"
   "Uh, I was waiting for a friend, but he said if he wasn't here by
now he probably got caught having to mow the lawn."
   "Yeah? So uh...you wanna have some fun?"
   "Gee, I'd like to Damien. You know me. But I'm kinda trying to
save it. I was tempted to whack off before headin' home. I'm glad you
stopped me. Ter...er, my friend said he'd let me fuck him, so I guess
I'll wait. How about Tuesday?"
   "Aw, come on. I'll suck ya real good. It's been two days and I'm
rarin' to go."
   "I'd like to, Damien, but fuckin' a butt's worth saving for,
don't ya think?"
   "Better than my mouth?!" he teased, running his tongue over his
lips.
   "Well, I dunno, but it's something I've never done and I want to
be really turned on." He reached for his pants. "We'll get together
Tuesday, okay? Unless..."
   Damien stood there stroking his cock through his Levi's. "Unless
what?"
   "Well...unless you'd let me fuck you." Marty smiled.
   "ME?! Uh, I don't think so. I don't mind sucking cock but
gettin' screwed like a chick...besides, it'll hurt!"
   "Not if you wet my dick real gooood," Marty cooed, then winked.
"An' if I slick up your hole with my tongue."
   Damien gasped at the mention of such a nasty act. It was
something they'd never tried before. But Marty'd tried it with Terry
and thought it was exciting. He'd certainly do it to Damien...
specially if it meant plugging his asshole!
   "Y-you'd do THAT!"
   "Sure, why not?" Marty said offhandedly. "We don't have any
grease, and spit's always good. I'll just push it in with my tongue."
   "LICK MY ASSHOLE? THAT'S KINDA SICK 'N DIRTY!" Damien squinched
up his nose.
   "Yeah? Well, fuck you. My friend doesn't think so. He did it to
me. Licked me there for twenty minutes!" Marty quickly pulled on his
pants and started to leave. Damien grabbed his arm and turned him
around.
   "Hey, don't get mad, Marty. Come on, let's fool around. Look at
the hardon I got in my pants!" He squeezed his bulge, making his
prick stand out in relief. Then he grabbed for Marty's crotch.
   "Can I fuck you?" Marty asked.
   Damien looked down in exasperation. He was hornier'n all fuck,
but the thought of having a cock shoved up his tail was frightening.
"Well...I guess, if you promise to go real easy an'...an' do that
thing you said."
   Marty laughed. "That 'thing' you just screamed out a minute ago?
Sure, Damien, I'll lick your asshole. You're clean, aren't you?"
   "I guess so." It was obviously something Damien had never even
considered.
   Terry watched as they stripped and traded off going down on each
other--Damien sucking first. Seeing Damien finally sucking cock was
getting Terry stiff. Seeing Marty suck on Damien's luscious prick, he
hoped the boy had enough fortitude to stick it out and not let him
come in his mouth. He knew how it was having that cock in your mouth
and wanting that cream to start flowing!
   But Marty was no dummy. He wasn't about to mess up his first
chance at fucking. He scrambled away and told Damien to get up on all
fours. Damien was obviously nervous about it, but Marty roughly
grabbed ahold of his butt and stuck his face down there. The sight
and sound of him sniffing at the butthole had Terry ready to strip.
   The sound and feel of Marty's nose stiffing at his asshole had
Damien's cock leaking. "Is...is it OK?" he asked hopefully. He wasn't
anxious to get fucked, but he sure wanted to feel that tongue licking
him there!
   "Yeah! Smells good!" Marty said, unashamedly nosing in.
   "G-good enough to lick?" Damien asked.
   "Well, how's this!" He dragged his tongue up the crack, pulling
it apart and rubbing in circles.
   Damien's mouth fell open and he gasped when he felt the wet
tongue start behind his balls and slide up. He flinched when it
passed right over his anus, causing his wrinkled lips to flutter in
and out. Marty continued on, right up to Damien's tailbone in a long
sweep that gathered up the sweat from his pungent valley.
   "Oooh, that's neat!" Damien cried. "Do it some more...right in
the middle!"
   Marty giggled, and began to flutter his tongue over the hole,
teasing it mercilessly. Damien smelled stronger than Terry had, but
it was an exciting, intoxicating aroma. It was Damien's hole...the
hole he was going to fuck his cock into if he did this well. He would
have done Damien's hole anyway, but the promise of his first piece of
ass was enough to make him start working away at getting it loosened
up. There were other things that would do the trick...grease or a
finger or something. But Marty decided that THIS was the greatest way
to get a guy prepared. He was tonguing all over that hole now,
pulling the cheeks apart, and trying to take the hole itself into his
mouth! He sucked on it.
   Damien was going out of his mind at the sensations. He pushed his
butt back for more, and moaned delightedly when Marty started to
thrust his tongue inside! In and out the wet, pointed thing went
between his anal lips, causing them to loosen up more after each
stroke, until Marty was able to slide his tongue right up inside.
Then he heard the boy making slurping noises and felt the collected
spit being forced into his relaxed rectum.
   Marty pulled his head up from the dripping asshole and began to
rub his hard prick up and down the slippery crease.
   "Aw, you gonna do it?" Damien sounded half terrified and half
impatient.
   "Better believe I am!" Marty said roughly. "I tasted it, now I'm
gonna fuck it!"
   "Okay, okay Marty. But go easy."
   Marty gripped his prick at the base and squeezed it up like a fat
steel rod. Then he aimed and slowly pressed inward. Damien's upthrust
ass was completely vulnerable, and the work Marty'd done had it
gaping open in invitation. It slid in smoothly without any hindrance.
It wasn't until Marty had only an inch or two left that Damien's
asshole clenched over it.
   "Ooooh. Mmmmm. AAAAH! Hurts a little," Damien murmurred.
   "Stop squeezing me like that, then," Marty suggested. "Just let
your hole hang open real loose; it went in so easy all you gotta do
is relax an' it'll be fine." Marty stopped and let Damien catch his
breath and concentrate on relaxing. Sure enough, the asshole released
its viselike grip and again became mushy around the stiff, driving
bone.
   "Are you glad you talked me into this stuff, Damien?" Marty had
to rub it in--he moved his hips faster and really rubbed it in...ALL
THE WAY!
   "Uh, yes," Damien said softly, then, "yes, yes, YES!" when Marty
changed his angle of entry and pushed his button! Marty didn't know
what he was doing, but whatever it was, Damien sure seemed to like
getting it in that spot. So he punched him there, faster and harder,
causing the boy to moan loudly in obvious pleasure, and push back
excitedly.
   "Whatcha doin' Marty?" a voice spoke up near Damien.
   Marty grabbed Damien's hips, holding him in place. "Got my prick
shoved up this queer's asshole. Couldn't you hear him squealing 'bout
how good it feels?"
   Damien lifted his head, finding a hard boner sticking in his
face. His mouth fell open and he looked higher to see the face of the
naked body before him. "TERRY!"
   Terry fisted Damien's hair and held his face still. Then he
pressed forward, rubbing his cock over the astonished boy's face and
flapping his balls across his open mouth. "Hi, cocksucker! Bout time
you sucked this, doncha think?"
   Damien's asshole wrapped itself tightly around Marty's imbedded
prick. Catching a whiff of Terry's sweaty balls, he turned his head
sideways and lewdly licked them. "Yes, Terry, oh yes. I'll suck it! I
always wanted to suck it!"
   "Why didn't you then?" Terry asked, gruffly.
   "Well, uh, cause...cause you're a queer!"
   Terry wiped his cock over the boy's lips, teasing him. "And what
are you, Damien? Or are you just keeping Marty's cock warm for your
sister?"
   "Uh..." Marty jabbed him again in that special spot. "Ah, jeez,
Marty. Do it again!"
   Terry put his hand underneath and lifted Damien's chin. "I asked
you a question, buttfuck!"
   "I'm...I'm a queer, too, Terry! Aw, come on, LET ME SUCK IT! I'M
A BIG QUEER...LET ME BLOW YOU, OK?" He grabbed at Terry's cock and
put his mouth over the knob, sucking it sloppily and noisily.
   Terry wanted to tease him verbally some more, but seeing how
cockhungry Damien was, he spread his legs wider and let the older kid
nurse on it awhile. Marty resumed his boning.
   "You like gettin' it in both ends, hunh?" Terry asked, not
expecting a reply. He looked over at the smiling Marty plugged into
the other end of Damien's hot body. "Okay, we're gonna stand still.
You do the work. You want cock up the ass, back up. You want cock
down your throat, come and get it. Work our pricks back and forth til
we can't stand it any more and we fill up your holes with hot squirts
of cum!"
   "Mmmmm!" Damien groaned around the double impalement. He started
slowly at first. The boys had arranged it so that there was no extra
room between the three bodies. When he pulled off to the end of
Terry's cock, he was backed up so that Marty's prick was completely
up his asshole. When slipping off the cock in his butt, nearly to the
end, the other one was pushing into his throat. He was in control,
and he tested the limitations. Palms on the ground, he worked his
body to and fro--up and back--servicing his buddies' hot pricks.
Marty's long cock was spearing him nicely, deeply inside his rectum.
He had never imagined that getting fucked in the butt could feel so
good! And Terry's prick...he'd wanted to suck it all along but was
afraid. He wasn't afraid any more. He loved blowing Marty, but Terry
was something special. Terry had introduced him to all this nasty
business. It took a while, but Damien finally had his head
straightened out. Fag, queer, or whatever...he was NEVER going to
stop doing THIS--even if he got married!
   Terry was amazed! Damien was taking him right down into his
throat--repeatedly! Even Terry hadn't learned to suck cock that good
yet. And he could see that his friend Marty was shivering in delight.
He had his head back and his eyes closed as Damien's ass rode back
and forth, faster and faster, onto his throbbing, glistening prick!
   The horny fuckboy quickly learned just how to move his rearend to
drag his prostate over Marty's cockhead. And being in control allowed
him to breathe comfortably while enjoying Terry's knob banging
against the back of his mouth and bending down into his throat.
   Anyone standing on the sidelines would have watched Damien much
as they would a tennis match. Watching one end, then the other, not
being able to decide which was the more exciting, as Damien became
more and more like a crazed fuck machine! He felt like he had two
mouths and was blowing two cocks at the same time. One with his
mouthlips and one with his asslips...both sucking hungrily! He
speeded up, frantically working those long pricks toward orgasm.
   Terry was close. He looked at Marty, who had suddenly opened his
eyes wide and said something. It wasn't English, it was spastic
sounds from his gut. "Eeehhww ugggerrr Ilum!"
   Whatever it was, Terry soon repeated it, blasting gushes of hot
sperm into Damien's mouth. Damien didn't choke on it, he vacuumed it
up! His anus began to strangle the snake up his rectum, too, as Marty
flooded his interior with jets of molten lava! For the first time in
his life, Damien's prick ejaculated all on its own. On the ground, he
shot huge never-ending streams of cockmilk up and down the distance
he was traveling. It looked like a miniature river running through
the land of milk and honey!
   Terry pulled out first because Damien was still sucking madly on
his sensitive cockhead. Damien needed something in his mouth, so
Terry fed him his sweating balls. He lapped at these while Marty
slowly retreated his gooey prick. Then they all three fell onto the
grass in a heap.
   "WHEW!" Damien cried, exhausted. "That was incredible!"
   "You're telling me!" Marty agreed. "Pussy could NEVER be better
than THAT!" Damien smiled, slightly embarrassed.
   "How come you wouldn't blow me before, Damien?"
   "Um, seems kinda silly now, but...well, it was because you were a
queer. I thought maybe you wouldn't care who you told, as long as you
could suck their prick. So I just let you do me. I wanted to try it,
but I was afraid to do it with you. So...I kinda talked Marty into
it. I figured two straight guys wouldn't dare tell on each other.
Like I said," Damien smiled seductively, "it was kinda silly."
   "Boy! You sure made up for it!" Terry gushed. "But I was kinda
mad when I found out you were doin' it to Marty."
   "Hunh? You told, Marty? How could you?"
   "I weedled it out of him," Terry admitted. "I swore I wouldn't
tell if he told me who seduced him and taught him how to give such
good blowjobs. Then I got angry when he said it was you. Getting me
to blow you, and not returning the favor. And all the time you were
blowing Marty! So we cooked up this scheme."
   "Hunh?" Damien was getting the picture. "You mean you guys set me
up?!"
   "DID WE EVER!" Marty laughed.
   "You dirty rats!" Damien cried, then thought about it and began
to chuckle. "Hmmm, thanks, sneaky bastards!"
   "We knew you wouldn't be able to resist letting Marty fuck you
after he licked your butthole. You like sex too much to hear his
words and not get horny thinking about blowjobs and getting sucked
off. And you GIVE them even better! Sorry, Marty," Terry shook his
head, "but that was by far the BEST blowjob I ever had! Even better
than Eric!"
   "Eric?!!" they both cried.
   "Yep!" Terry smiled.
   "B-but I thought you only spied on them--him and Alex."
   "Yeah, like you and I did," Marty said.
   "Well, listen to this," Terry layed back, happy to let them in on
a few secrets. "The three of us get it on sometimes together! I've
sucked both of them off, and they've sucked me off. We've fucked each
other, and I've licked their assholes...and they've licked mine. I
was the first one my brother ever blew! He sucked me off while he was
thinking about Alex. That's when he realized he was in love with
Alex. They really are lovers, but they let me join in once in a
while. That's how I knew where they'd be so we could spy on them."
   "If...if you were gettin' so much, how come you dragged us
along?" Damien asked.
   "Dummy," Terry teased. "cause I wanted to get into your pants! I
want my own fuck-buddies." He turned on his side and started kissing
Marty's tits. On his other side, ready for another go-round himself,
Damien bent over and sucked in Marty's cock. Marty's eyes shot open
and Terry started to laugh.
   "Whatsa matter?" he glanced up, dried cum on his lips.
   "Oh, nothing..." Terry acted innocent, watching him run his
tongue up and down the rising prick length. "You sure seem to enjoy
that tasty dick, doncha?"
   "It ain't no secret now. I love sucking Marty. His cock always
tastes great in my mouth!"
   "Even after his pecker just came out of your ass?!" Terry
laughed, slapping his thigh.
   "OH SHIT! I FORGOT THAT!" Damien buried his face in his hands and
turned away, embarrassed. Still laughing, Terry slapped him on the
ass.
   "Hey! It's alright, Damien. Don't go spaz on us! Here," he went
down to Marty's still-grungy cock, which had risen up hard and stiff
at the touch of Damien's tongue, "I'll do it too!"
   Unable to resist it, Damien turned back, intrigued.
   "Hell, I don't mind the taste of your ass," Terry gushed, going
right down on it, and lewdly licking up and down the sides. "You're
right, Damien, tastes great! Come on, help me lick it!"
   Watching and listening to Terry, his cock sprung up. "Aw, heck,
why not? You alre...WE already cleaned it!" He shrugged his
shoulders, and got down. Together, he and Terry worked over Marty's
cock and balls.
   "We'll have him licking assholes soon, Marty!"
   Damien gave Terry a dirty look, but didn't stop licking. Terry
smiled, and whispered to Damien, "Who do you think should get fucked
next?" and winked.
   Damien's eyebrows lifted, and he grinned. Then Terry deflated him
somewhat when he said, "Whoever fucks, has to put in the spit...with
his tongue!"
   "You're dirty, Terry!" Damien accused.
   "Hey!" Terry said defensively, "it wasn't me that licked up my
own assjuice!"
   "See? See what I mean?" Damien cried. "You can't just do
something...you hafta talk about how nasty it is!"
   "Hey, fellas..." Marty tried to calm them down.
   "So," Terry continued, "you don't wanna fuck Marty? Fucking him
isn't worth licking his butthole?"
   "I-I didn't say that!" Damien screamed angrily, his dick bobbing
up and down. He got to his knees and threw back the surprised boy's
legs. He nestled between them, looking down at Marty's tight pink
hair-ringed anus. Then he looked him straight in the eyes. "I want
you to know I think this is sick! But I wanna fuck you so I'm gonna
do it!" Then he held the legs back and slid his body down until his
face was flush with Marty's bottom. Without hesitation, he began to
lick on his asshole--eating it as if he'd done it a hundred times.
   Terry stared in astonishment, watching Damien rim for the first
time like a hungry wolf. Marty didn't know what the fuck was going
on.
   "Uh, hey, I didn't say I wanted...oooh, that's...listen, I don't
wanna get...mmmm...I've never been...aaaah, Damien, LICK ME! JEEZ!"
He turned his head. "Terry! Don't let him... mmmm, that's good...
fuck, don't let him stop! GAWD, HE'S GOT IT UP MY HOLE! Oh, man!
Deeper, Damien, deeper!"
   Terry smiled down at Marty's thrashing face.
   "He...he's gonna cornhole me, ain't he?" Marty asked, a little
frightened. "Wet...wet it for him, willya? I'll never take it if you
don't wet it!"
   "I'll wet it, Marty, don't worry." Terry quickly positioned
himself between Damien's spread legs and reached under to drag his
cock and balls back. Damien helped, lifting his ass a bit. Terry got
down and started to suck on it. He pulled the cock into his mouth,
licked his balls, and even tongued his asshole, causing Damien to go
crazy on Marty's flavorful anus.
   Damien had started doing this half in anger. But once Terry's
tongue touched his hole, electricity shot through his body...straight
from his asshole and out through his tongue. Having it done to him at
the same time, he realized how deliciously sexy and nasty licking a
guy's asshole was. He wanted nothing more than to prepare Marty's
bung for his cock as Marty had done to him. But he was impatient to
plug that hole. He started pushing spit between the lips, forcing it
into the cavern with his tongue.
   Quickly scooting his knees up, he aimed his prick and thrust it
into Marty's rearend! The boy screamed in pain at the sudden
intrusion. But Damien, overcome with the sensation of having the
tight hole wrapped around his throbbing cock, was oblivious to what
he was causing. He started to pound into Marty almost viciously.
   Terry, too, was taken up with the sight of Damien's hard cock
working in and out of the beautiful hole. Somewhere in the back of
his mind, he told himself that Marty would get used to it soon. He
crawled down between their legs and started to play around where the
cock was going in. He squeezed, and pulled apart, Marty's asshole--
his thumbs brushing against the driving prick shaft. He even managed
to catch a few licks on Damien's bouncing balls. He was so excited he
probably would have tried licking the fucking cock if he wasn't
afraid of having his head knocked around!
   Damien was grunting and moaning, holding Marty's legs high in the
air, penetrating him completely and drilling him so hard he was
fucking the breath out of him!
   Poor Marty was gasping and squinching his face up in pain. This
was NOT how he'd imagined it! He knew Damien didn't mean to be
hurting him...he could see the excited expression on his face...but
that didn't help his poor asshole at the moment. He gritted his teeth
and bore it.
   "Take it easy, Damien," Terry tried to calm him down. He could
see the expression on Marty's face.
   "I...I can't...I'M CUMMING!" he screamed.
   Marty--his cherry finally busted--bore the brunt and grabbed
Damien's butt cheeks and pulled him closer, letting the boy enjoy his
tremendous orgasm. Then he eased Damien out of him and layed back
exhausted. Damien flopped at his side just as breathless--but with a
big grin on his face.
   "Gosh, that hurt," Marty gasped.
   "I'm sorry, Marty," Terry said. "I should have stopped him.
That's not the way it's supposed to be done. It's really nice when a
guy lets ya loosen up. Let me take a look and see if he did any
damage."
   Terry ducked down, and Marty reluctantly lifted his legs again as
Terry gently fingered the mushy butthole.
   "Aw, you're alright...no blood. Sometime I'll show ya how it can
feel real good," Terry promised.
   "Sorry I was so rough, Marty," Damien apologized, "It was just so
good I lost control."
   "I didn't even get to come!" Marty complained, causing the other
two to laugh.
   "Well, Damien certainly owes you a blowjob, I'd say."
   "Hah! Just wait'll I fuck him next time! No, don't stop, Terry.
Keep rubbing your finger over it. Feels good. Maybe ...I don't know
...maybe like falling off a horse and all that happy bullshit...maybe
if you did it!"
   "Right now?" Terry gasped.
   "Yeah, now that the Mad Rapist over there has me all loosened up.
Besides, I had my mind set on enjoying my first time, dammit!"
   Damien's face fell, realizing what a jerk he'd been!
   Terry wasn't about to miss out, no matter how concerned he was
about Marty's sore butthole. He scurried in between the legs, anxious
to fuck his friend. He pointed his boner.
   "Hey, naw naw," Damien wagged his finger. "Remember your own
rule. You gotta lick it before you fuck it!"
   "It's already juicy, Lucy!" Terry smirked. "Thanks to you!"
   "Don't matter," Damien smirked right back.
   "It...it would feel good, Terry," Marty cooed, devilishly. "It's
so sore!"
   "Crybaby!" Terry giggled. "Alright, I'll lick your sore little
poochy. You'll take any opportunity to get your butt licked, and
Damien just wants to see if I'll lick your cummy hole." Terry scooted
down and gently tongued Marty's asshole and dipped inside to taste
Damien's jizz. It was just a bit raunchy, mixed with assjuice as it
was, but Terry didn't mind. He wanted to fuck...and he knew how to
take care of a guy's hole when the guy was in a mood to get fucked!
Eric and Alex had kept him back there MUCH longer than necessary.
   "Aw, I'm ready, Terry!" Marty finally cried. His anus had been
thoroughly soothed from the previous rough treatment, and he was
anxious to feel a cock up his butt again.
   Terry mounted his friend, gently slipping his big cock into the
sloppy hole. He lifted Marty's legs and put them over his shoulders,
then he slipped his hands down and grabbed hold of Marty's butt and
layed upon his chest. Marty let out groans of minor pain, and louder
gasps of pleasure. He wrapped his arms around Terry's neck and hugged
him tightly. And as Terry slowly went deeper into him on each stroke,
he began to hump his ass up for more.
   "OH, MAN! FUCK ME, TERRY! OH, IT'S WILD!"
   "Mmmm, your hole's so hot!" Terry moaned, sensuously undulating
his ass. "You wanna kiss?"
   Startled, Marty looked up into Terry's lust-filled eyes. "Uh,
okay." He opened his mouth and let the boy come down on him. Almost
immediately, Marty began to return the kisses passionately. His legs
aimed at the sky, his asshole being stuffed over and over again, he
went all the way!
   Damien watched the two rutting boys, taking it all in. He got
close and watched their heated embrace. He scooted around back and
watched from there. He knew how to do it next time...if they ever
gave him another chance, that is.
   Marty started moaning first. His cock was shooting all over their
bellies. Terry mashed his lips to the boy's mouth and shoved in
completely, holding still while he dumped a hot load of jizz up his
buddy's ass.
   Slipping his gooey cock from Marty's gaping hole, Terry couldn't
help but gloat. "And that's...how it's done!"
   "Jeez! You guys were kissin' and everything!"
   "You still gonna act like a putz?"
   "No, no..." Damien cried, "it looked like...fun!" Then he
giggled. "But I think I'd rather have a cock in my mouth while
getting fucked!"
   "Maybe you're just more of a cocksucker than a lover!" Marty
gushed, embarrassing himself and the other two into gales of
laughter.

   Well, that's how Terry related it to me. But he does like to
exaggerate things. So that's about it up to now. Alex and I seem
to love each other more every day. If anything more comes up I'll
have to buy another journal. This one's already full!

(THE END)


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