Date: Mon, 18 Oct 1999 06:05:06 PDT
From: Godia Forit <godia@hotmail.com>
Subject: Wonders Never Cease 7

Warning!  The following story is a work of fiction. It is a
fantasy. It never happened, except in the author's
imagination. This story contains sex between a man
and a boy; or two or more boys. The author does not
encourage or condone sex between adults and children.

If you are underage, or this is illegal where you are, you
already know what you're supposed to do.  If this kind of
story turns you off, find something else.

Fiction and Real Life: This story is all fiction.  The
characters in this story engage in unprotected sex.  That's
not real life if you want to live to an old age.  The
characters are a product of my imagination, and can't catch
anything unless I want them to.  Any resemblance of
characters to an actual person is purely coincidental.

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Chapter 7

When we came around the corner towards the show, we couldn't
believe it.  The line went clear down past the bank.  When we were finally
inside, there must have been three hundred people.  When the four of us
first started going together only about ten or twelve would be there.

The lights were still on when the line started.  Cheryl came down
and talked to her brother Bobo.

He leaned over to us and said, "Some of them want to pay ten
dollars to see it before the lights are off.  What do you think, should we do
it?"

"Sure" Blackie said.  "Why not?"

"Cause we might get in trouble." Bobo said.

Bob said, "We'll watch to make sure nobody comes."

Bobo turned back to Cheryl and told her "Okay."

Blackie lifted his hips and pulled his underwear and shorts down to
his knees.

As they came down Bobo let them know they could look for thirty
seconds but they could not touch.  If they wanted it moved they would
have to ask Blackie to do it.  After the first two wanted him to lift it so
they could see it better, Blackie would lift it and swing it back and forth
between his legs.

The lights started going down and Blackie pulled his shorts back
up to get ready for the feelers.

None of us even knew what the movie was because so many were
in line.  We changed to Bobo taking the money on one side and Bob on
the other.  We shifted to do this so Bobo sat, then an empty seat, then
Blackie, then another empty seat, then Bob and then me.

After the movie, as we were in the lobby on our way out the
manager yelled, "Hey you guys, wait, I want to talk to you."

Oh great, I thought, he saw us and were in trouble.

When he made it over to where we were standing, he said,  "I don't
know what it is but since you four have been coming our business has
soared.  I've told all the employees that you don't need a ticket to get in.
Don't stand in line just walk right in.  If you want anything from the
concession stand, just ask and they will give it to you.  I notice you like
the front row, I'll have it roped off so nobody will take your seats.  In fact
I'll make it so they can't bother you at all."

"No! No! Don't do that." Bobo said.

Bob added, "That's why everybody is coming."

I laughed when he said that because I thought of a double meaning.

Blackie said, "Yea, we like to move around and visit and so does
everybody else."

The manager said,  "What ever you guys want?  Just let me know."

After we got outside Bob said, "I wonder if Kyle wants to work
here.  I wonder how much they make.  I wonder how much he makes
now."

Bobo finished counting the money as we walked in to make our
deposit.  "Nine hundred seventy five dollars." He said.  "And that doesn't
count the twenty Bob has from Kyle."

Kyle picked us up Monday morning for school.  Kyle drove, I sat
beside him in the middle and Bob got shotgun.  Bobo and Blackie sat in
the back.  It was a fifty-five Chevy Impala.  Sitting beside Kyle I would
run my hand up the inside of his leg and feel his crotch.  He had a constant
hard-on.  He may have been late going through puberty but he was sure
trying to make up for lost time.

After school Bob and Bobo would pick Blackie and I up at our
school and take us home.  At five thirty, Bob would go pick Kyle up at
football practice and Kyle would drop him back off on his way to work.

On Friday, Kyle picked us up for the football game.  I was glad we
were getting to go to this game, it was against the team that was rated first
in the league and we were second.  We had to drop him off at school
because he had to ride out on the team bus.  On the way to the school he
said, "I told the cheerleaders that they should kiss who I point to.  After I
sack their quarterback I'm going to point to who it was for."

When we got to the stadium, we were one of the first ones there
because we had dropped Kyle off so early.  We decided to sit in the front
row of the student section.  The stands were raised about three feet so you
could see over the players and cheerleaders. The cheerleaders were right in
front of us.  Sandy, the girl that lived across the street from us, was one of
the cheerleaders.

The other team won the coin toss and elected to receive.  Our team
kicked off and stopped them on the eighteen-yard line. Kyle played
defensive right end.  On the very first play from scrimmage he tackled the
running back for a two-yard loss.  When he got up, he turned towards us
and gave us a thumbs up.  I knew it was only a beginning.

The second play went to the other side but Kyle was still in on the
tackle.  He only got an assist on that play.

On the third play, it was third and fifteen so everybody knew it
would be a passing play.  Kyle was in the backfield before the quarterback
was into the pocket.  I don't see how he did it without being offside.  The
quarterback ran back to try to get away from him but he was too fast.
Kyle tackled him at the two-yard line.  When Kyle got up, he ran to the
sidelines at about the thirty yard line (where we were) and pointed directly
at Blackie.  The head cheerleader came running over and motioned for
Blackie to come to the edge.  He went to the rail and leaned down.  She
pulled his head down to give him a kiss.  I think it was like a brother/sister
kiss, more like a peck than a kiss.  Boy she sure didn't know about his
tongue.

Our team received the punt on our forty-five yard line and ran back
to their forty.  Six plays later we scored a touchdown.  We kicked off to
them and they returned it to their forty-five.

On first down Kyle was into their backfield before the quarterback
had time to hand the ball off to the running back and had him on his back.
He jumped up and ran over in front of us again and pointed to me.  Sandy
ran over, stuck her finger in her mouth, pulled it out and pointed to me.
She used that finger to summon me to rail.  I walked over to it.  Sandy
jumped up, standing on the other side of the railing, wrapped both arms
around me and stuck her tongue in my mouth.  I had a hard on in ten
seconds.  The whole student section roared, I turned red, pulled away ran
to the restroom.

An older boy came in right behind me.  I wanted to be alone so I
walked to last stall.  He caught up with me just as I was going in.  He
pushed me in and was right behind me.  He locked the door and was
grabbing at the lump in my jeans at the same time.  He pulled the snap and
ripped the zipper down.  It was like he was obsessed.  He pulled my dick
out and swallowed it in one move.

I was stunned and just stood there.

Somebody came in but it didn't slow him up.  He was on both
knees now and had his hand behind me trying to get more of me down his
throat.

"Are you okay?" Bob asked.

It didn't slow the kid up.  He continued to suck and slurp leaving
no doubt as to what was going on.

I grabbed behind his head and started fucking his face.  "Yesssss!"
I hissed through my teeth.

Bob came over and looked through the crack in the door.  "Holy
shit." He said.

I started coming down the kid's throat.  I pumped and pumped.
When I finished, I stepped back and sat on the toilet, gasping for my
breath.

The kid stood up, said "Thank You" and walked out.

Bob stepped into the doorway that the kid had just left.  "Are you
okay?" he asked.

"Yes." I answered.  I had recovered some by now.

"You better put it away and zip up." Bob said.  "Was it as good for
you as it was for him?"

I laughed.

Going back to our seat, we laughed, laughed again and laughed
some more as we got to our seats.  By the time we sat down I was no
longer embarrassed.

We won forty-two to nothing.

After the game Kyle came over before going in the locker room.
He asked Bob. "Is it okay if I let Troy and Buddy ride home with us?"

"Sure," Bob answered, "It's your car."

Kyle said, "Thank you sir."

We waited about thirty minutes for them to come out.  I wondered
how we were all going to fit in Kyle's car.  Kyle drove, Bob rode shotgun
and Bobo was in the center in the front.  Buddy sat in the back at the right
window, Blackie was in the middle and Troy sat at the left window.  Since
Troy and I were the two smallest, they decided I could sit on Troy's lap.
When I sat on his lap, my head hit the roof.  Troy scooted down some and
pulled me back so my head was between his and Blackie's.  He kept his
arms around me and I assumed it was because he didn't have any place to
put them.  One of his hands grabbed the other wrist and he laid them over
my belly button.

It was a thirty-minute ride back to our neighborhood.  Partly
because Kyle was a slow, careful driver and partly because of the distance.
The slow rocking back and forth of the car, along with the warm and
secure feeling of Troy holding me in his arms caused me to fall asleep.

They stopped at Buddies house to drop him off first.  Since Kyle's
car was a two-door, Bob had to get out and Bobo leaned forward so Buddy
could get out.  I woke up but pretended I was still asleep.  I could feel
Troy's hard dick against my ass.  Blackie scooted over. When Bob got
back in, he said, "Ken, move over."

Troy whispered, "Shh, he's asleep. Don't wake him, he's okay
where he's at."

My cock was growing at a rapid pace because of Troy's hard dick
pressing against my ass cheeks.  Troy noticed my woodie and started
stroking it through my jeans.  I gently wiggled my butt back and forth
against his cock to let him know I enjoyed what he was doing.

Troy whispered, "Ohhh!" in my ear.

We got to Troy's house too soon.  Kyle stopped the car and got out
to let Troy out.  Troy moved his hand up to my chest and shook gently.
"Ken. " he said, "I have to get out."

I was awake all along but I pretended I had been asleep.  I said,
"Huh. What?"

"I have to get out." Troy said again.

I started to move over to let him out but he pushed me forward so I
had to get out of the car.  Troy was right behind me.  I realized then that he
wanted me to get out so I would hide his hard-on from the others as we got
out together.

His arms were still kind of around me when we get out.  He put his
hands on my hips and spun me around, leaned over and whispered quickly
in my ear, "Come over to my house tomorrow after five.  My parents are
going away and I'll be by myself."  Troy then took off running for his
house and yelled over his shoulder, "See you guys later."  Again I thought
he did that so nobody would see the bulge in his pants.

When I got back in the car, I told the others, "Troy wants me to
come over tomorrow after five."

"What for?" Bob asked.

"I don't know but he got a hard-on when I was sitting on his lap." I
answered.

"No shit." Kyle said.  "That must be why he don't take a shower
until everybody is out.  That's why we took so long tonight."

When we got to our house, we all got out of the car and stood
around talking.  After a while Bobo and Blackie left to go home.  Finally I
decided to go in, that left Bob and Kyle talking.

I was almost asleep when I heard Bob coming up the steps.
Somebody was coming up with him.  I rolled over to see and it was Kyle.

I asked, "What's going on?"

Bob answered, "I asked him to sleep over."

They undressed.  Kyle to his underwear and Bob took everything
off.  They got into Bob's bed and went to sleep.  I was surprised that
nothing went on between them.

When I awoke the next morning, they were still asleep.  Kyle was
on his back.  His dick was poking up his underwear and the sheet.  Bob
was on his side, facing Kyle, with his head on Kyle's shoulder and his arm
lying across Kyle's chest.

I got up and walked naked over to Bob's bed.  I thought I would
not have done that a few years ago.  I sat on the foot of the bed and just
watched them sleeping.  One of Kyle's legs was out from under the
covers.  I reached over and stroked the leg from the knee down.  It looked
so powerful and strong.  I noticed his dick jumped.  I moved to sit beside
him on the bed.  I slid my hand up under the sheet and felt Kyle's thigh.  It
was even stronger and more powerful.  I touched his balls through his
underwear.  I hadn't noticed before how large they were.  I pushed the
sheet back to uncover his leg completely and laid it back so I could see his
underwear.  There was a big stain on them.  I slid my finger under the
elastic of the leg opening and lifted so I could see more.  His dick jumped.
I pulled the elastic down to look at his balls.  I could only see one and it
was the size of a tennis ball.

"Mmmm," Kyle said, "That feels good."

His voice startled me.  I jumped and the elastic slipped off of my
finger and snapped back hitting his ball.

"Thanks." He said, "That sure felt good."  I looked up and he had a
smile on his face.

I smiled back and asked, "Can I see them.  I mean your balls.
They look so big."

He didn't answer, he just lifted his hips for me to take his
underwear off.  I reached under and pulled them from the back, down off
his ass.  Bob was in the way on the one side is why I did it that way but it
ended up being easy to continue all the way down his legs and off his feet.
When I had them off I lifted them to my nose to smell the stain.  I almost
hyperventilated the smell was so intoxicating.  I sat back down on the bed,
next to his knees before I passed out.

Kyle spread his legs apart.  He lifted his one leg and laid it on top
of my legs.  It was heavy on top of me.  I reached up and took one of the
balls into my hand.  I used the other hand for the other ball.  I rolled them
around in my fingers.

Kyle's dick oozed pre-cum like a river.  I leaned over and inhaled
the manly smell of his sack.  It didn't have any hair on it and really he had
very little pubic hair.  I opened my mouth to put one of them in but it
wouldn't fit.  I started licking instead.

Kyle was moaning loud by now.  I wondered why Bob didn't wake
up.  As I was licking, I slid a hand up to stoke his dick but as soon as I
touched him he shot.  The first one landed on Kyle's face.  The second on
Bob's arm and the rest oozed out the end.

Kyle reached down and gently took my head in his hands and
guided me up to his face.  I was lying on top of him.  We had a tender kiss
then I licked the cum off his face.  While I was doing that, Kyle whispered
in my ear, "Please sir, will you fuck me."

My hard dick was lying in the pool of Kyle's cum on his stomach.
I slid it around to coat it for lube.  I pulled away from him and sat back on
my heels.  My hands went under his knees and lifted.  Kyle instinctively
put his heels on my shoulder.  When I leaned forward, my cock slid easily
into his hole.  I stayed on my knees with his legs high in the air and started
a slow, long fuck.  He was enjoying this so much his eyes rolled back and
he was unaware of anything around him.

Bob was still sleeping.  The slow rocking that I was doing
probably deepened his sleep.

Kyle was getting more demanding.  He moved his legs behind me
and dug his heels into my back to prod me deeper and deeper into him.
His prods became harder and faster as we went.  That was okay with me
because I was reaching the summit and was ready to go over the hill and
down the other side.

When it hit, I wrapped my arms around Kyle's legs and pumped
my load furiously into him.  Unlike my usual spurts, it flowed like a river
running down a mountain.  Instead of stopping my thrusts, I continued
well past the finish.  Partly because of Kyle's constant prodding but
mostly because I wanted the feeling to last forever.

When I stopped and regained my senses, I saw Kyle had cum
again.  It was all over Bob's face, arm, neck, shoulder, hair, everywhere I
looked on Kyle and Bob there was cum.

"Thank You, sir." Said Kyle.

"Why do you always say sir?" I asked.

His answer was, "My daddy says you should always address
someone you respect with sir so they know how you feel about them."

I was still in him even though I had gone soft.  His legs were still
wrapped around my waist.  We stayed like that, with me on my knees,
talking.  Our talking woke Bob up.

"What the shit!" Bob said.  "What's all over me?"

Kyle and I just smiled at each other and then at Bob.
"You jerkheads.  I'm going to shower." Bob said as he got up, put
on a robe and went down to shower.

"I wished I could lay down and stay in you." I said.  "I know you
enjoy me staying there."

"Ahh! It feels so good." Kyle replied.  "But your legs must be
getting tired.  Go ahead and pull out."

I was getting tired.  I had been like that, on my knees, for thirty
minutes now.  I pulled back slowly.  His ring held on to the head of my
dick.  When it pulled loose, it popped and Kyle shuddered with more cum
oozing out of his dick.  I lay on top of Kyle, sliding around in the pool of
cum.

Bob came back upstairs and said, "Ahh, that feels better.  I can't
believe you two are still going at it."  He took his robe off and started
getting dressed.

I got up and went to get my robe.  "I'm going to shower."

Kyle got up and asked Bob, "Can I borrow your robe?"  Without
waiting for an answer, Kyle put the robe on and followed me to the
bathroom.

He soaped me off, starting at my neck, did my shoulders, arms
chest and down my legs.  He stood back up and pulled me close to him.
He then washed my back and spent a little longer on my ass and in my
crack than he did the rest of me.  I was hard by now.

"You have to pull the skin back to wash my dick." I said.

He did and then stood back to just look at me.  I turned around and
rinsed.

In order for me to wash Kyle, he had to lean over.  I did his neck,
shoulders, arms and chest.  I then moved to his feet and came up each leg,
one at a time.  When I did his balls, he moved his legs apart as far as he
could.  I spent a lot of time on those beautiful, hairless orbs.  I worked
back between his legs and up the crack of his ass.  Kyle moaned when I
crossed his opening.  I came back to the balls and played with them.  He
was breathing hard.  My hands moved up to grab his cock and he blasted
away.

As he was rinsing, he said, "I'll never be able to take a shower with
the guys anymore without thinking of your hands doing the washing.  It'll
give me a hard-on but who cares."

We went back to the attic, got dressed and joined Bob in the
kitchen to eat breakfast.  Kyle ate four bowls of cereal.  I had never seen
anybody eat that much before.

While we ate Bob read the sports section of the paper to us.  Kyle
had nine sacks, twenty-two tackles and fourteen assists. The coach said he
didn't know what got into Kyle but he was going to make sure Kyle got it
again.  The three of us laughed and laughed about it.

Mom came in to find out what we were laughing about.

Bob said, "The paper says while the rest of the defense contained
the other team, Kyle single handily devoured them."

Mom asked, "What makes that so funny?"

I said, "He must have still been hungry because he just ate four
bowls of cereal."

"My land," Mom said, "I'm glad I don't have his grocery bill."

I think it embarrassed Kyle because he turned red.

Since it was Saturday, Kyle had to work noon to nine and the four
musketeers went to the show.

The deposit that week was one thousand one hundred fifty dollars.
The other thirty-five we decided to give to Kyle for the use of his car.

Please email me at godia@hotmail.com with your
comments.  I have 10 chapters written so far and plan on
other stories.
     Thanks
     Godia