Date: Sun, 2 Sep 2001 11:16:39 +0800
From: Reaver <reaver27@hotmail.com>
Subject: Sk8r Dreams Pt 16

Sk8r Dreams

Reaver27@hotmail.com

ICQ #52121624

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offended by gay sex or sex in general, or by some oppressive/strict
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good day.

Part 16

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Lukas walked up to the urinal, it was a quiet tuesday morning in town, nice
day for skipping school. But then it was always a good day for skipping
school. He reached down and unzipped his long shorts, and fumbled inside
the baggy clothes into his boxers. Eventually pulled out his 13 year old
cock, pulling up his two teeshirts a little so he didn't piss on them. He
shivered at the touch of his cold young hands on his smooth hairless cock.

The door to the public toilets crashed open and startled him, swinging a
little he manages to piss a little on his skate stars. As Lukas cursed at
this disgusting event hed turned to have a look at the guy coming in. He's
about 20 years old, 6'2, well built, and punk. Rings, and tattoos, his
clothing tight, and ripped in places. The sight of the punk didn't please
Lukas, he had a strong dislike for people who looked so strange.

George looked at the short teenie bopper at the urinal, his expression
darkened. He unzipped his tight leathers, pulling out his 9 inch cock he
griped it with both hands to make a point.

The door was pushed open again, this time James walked in. His
self-confidence pervading the atmosphere. The two guys at the urinals
turned to look at the new comer. James smiled at them, an idea forming in
his head. He whipped out maker and wrote in some commands. He hit enter,
and then continued.

Lukas peeked at the punk's huge shlong, the 9 incher made him feel VERY
inadequate. Lukas' gaze traveled up, looking at the tight clothing,
noticing the good state of his companions body. He saw the impression the
nipple rings left in the man's shirt. Inspected the punk's face, seeing all
of the rings and bars, the hair do, the boy's interest became
whetted. Suddenly the punk's eyes turned down to him, Lukas looked away
shamefully...

George caught the little brat looking at him. He glared and noticed the
boys piss was finally letting up.

Lukas was relieved as his flow began to slow. An embarrased expression
crossed his face when he looked down and realised it because he was getting
a hard on. He frantically tried to think of ways to make it go down, but
his mind came back to the punk, and he replayed his earlier vision, and as
he again caught the 20 yo's eyes his cock hit full hardness. So hard it
hurt. When he touched the shaft he could feel a deep heat rising out of it.

The punk sees the little kid's eyes are closed, his hand touching his
little boy cock. George leant forward to see the smooth white shaft hard
and erect, nestled in the boy's baggy clothes. He licked his lips, he
paused but continued to look. He stared hard at the boy's face, smooth,
fragile, the punk's cock began to harden at the angelic quality. A
curiousity burned within him about the body underneath the baggies...

Reaching over George pusheed the little boy over, "Oi Fag, you gonna jack
off here in front of me are ya?"

The boy stammered, afraid of the sudden turn of events. His cock hardened
painfully and he felt it stretch a little. George looked at Lukas' cock,
quickly stuffing away his. He saw the little penis grow redder, and extend
an inch.

"Oh you like being yelled at boy? Mate I can do more if you think it'll
help"

The skater looked at the hard faced punk and then down at the ground
feeling submissive. George took this as encouragment and told Lukas he was
going to get a lesson.

"Take your shirt off!", George told him, the punk stood there looking at
the very slim, young, pale body. "Mate you are so scrawny, you should build
yourself up. I know what I could do for your lesson, you can wack a real
man's cock, since you seemed so eager before to make do with your excuse
for one." His punk cock reached its full 12" in his leather pants, the
tightness increasing his libido. The bulge was so obvious now, and since
George had no reason to hide it anymore he reach down and released it.

The 12 incher sprang out quickly. Lukas staggered forward, feeling as if
some force was pushing him toward this bad act. His own cock needed to be
pulled off, so much it hurt, but he obeyed the man. Reaching forward he
closed his hands around the pole and begun to jerk him off. The purple head
throb as he does it with greater vigour, bopping up and down to some
funking beat. Soon George groaned and told Lukas to aim the head at his own
chest. Hot globs of cum erupted from his cock and splattered all over the
boy's chest. Lukas felt the warmth and reached down to feel the consistency
of the cream.

"Oi, now you got my cum all over you mate. Rub it in." Lukas obeyed and
massaged in the cum. "Maybe some punk cum will help you build yourself up."

Lukas felt his skin warm as the cum got absorbed in. Suddenly he felt
himself grow a little, moaning deeply as he aged to 14, gaining an inch in
height and a shallow six pack. A navel ring appeared along with an eyebrow
bar. He smiled at his dominator, still fundamentally sk8r, but he harder
and a little brawnier.

The punk was impressed, he accepted the transformation without question. He
kissed a finger and then pressed it into his cock. "Oh yeah, my cock served
my orright today... no longer a teenie bopper are ya?"

Lukas was starting to feel a bit less afraid, and a little more like the
punk boy who stood over him. He grinned wickedly and was gratified to see
the punk look bemused - the piercings and new physique make it look
credible. He grabbed the punk's ass and pulled George roughly toward him,
pluging the still-erect cock deep into his throat.

The older man enjoyed the boy's turn, and let him suck. He looked down at
the way the boy's clothes fit him, and for the first time the bagginess
didn't really irritate him any more. The way it hid the picture, he though,
was actually kinda sexy. He'd never felt anything like that before, he
started to order him to stop, but when the sensations hit him again he
forgot his plan to dominate this little boy.

The boys felt the leather writhe under his grasp, becoming rougher and more
like linen, he continued to suck though ignoring the change from pant to a
pair of baggy jncos. The punk's wife beater stayed tight showing off his
upper assets nicely. Lukas reached down and undid his belt, his baggies
fell to the ground in a heap. He pulled his head off George's cock, and
teased him a little. When he got up he was naked save for his vans.

George decided to join him, off went his shirt and shorts, until he stood
only his boots. Seeing the nicely built punk made Lukas get even hotter, he
felt the pressure in his cock increase. He looked down and watched his cock
gain another inch, the foreskin was pulled so tight it looked translucent,
the flesh underneath looked irritated and red.

George's cock was bursting to be let off. With his lust controlling him he
tells Lukas to let him have his ass. The alternative looking skater winked
and turned presenting his bubble butt.

Lukas felt George line up and push himself in, the punk's huge cock
stretching and molding him. He felt his innards pushed and shifted, his
cock expanded another inch, the skin had hit its limit and his head poked
out uncovered by the fore skin. George fucked away like a madman, trying to
relieve himself. He felt himself get close, and then explode in the boy's
ass. He moaned long and ended with a sigh.

He saw Lukas grow again, aging to 15. He felt a strange tingling sensation,
one he had dismissed last time. He reached up to feel his face, and
realised that most of his rings had gone. He pulled out of Lukas and went
over to a mirror over one of the basins. He hadn't lost any size, but the
number of rings and tattos he had had diminished.

The 15 year old Lukas turned and smiled at the diminished punk. He had
gained all that George had lost. The boy's eyes glided down George looking
at his cock. The man looked down to that his skin had stretched and grown
to cover the base of his head. Confused, but horny as hell, he asked to be
jacked off again. Begging the alternative boy to make him cum again.

The boi glared mockingly, but obliged, giving George a half blow-half hand
job. The boi got himself worked up, and having still not cum yet he felt
that pressure again. His cock expanded once more. It reached 10", his fore
skin had gone completely now. Lukas was fascinated by his angry red head,
but continued the job.

When he head George groan and prepare to shoot, he whipped his mouth over
the punk's head and swallowed the sudden torrent of cum. George looked down
at the boy as he begun to change again. The 16 year old gained a deep 8
pac, hard pecs and beefy biceps. His body rivaled his ex-dominator. George
felt a stronger tingling as what was left of his tattoos and rings were
lost to the boy. He didn't care though, his attachment had been severed
both bodily and spiritually.

The boy backed off the punk's cock, his rings clinking slightly. His rubbed
his new 11" boner and stared at George. The ex-punk's cock, with it's new
foreskin, waw now 13" and was slowly descending in reponse to his loss of
libido. They stood there both naked, still in their respective boots and
skater shoes.

"Dude you ain't gonna leave me all hard and nothing to do... Gimme yo ass
now punk." Lukas blurted out with an edge.

George nodded and turned and willing gave his ass to the semi-punk boi. His
ass stretched around the boy's young cock, and he was soon being pounded
with greater and greater ferocity. His calves felt light and airy. He
looked down to see his docs lose holes, inching down his calves. He is
fascinated as the leather becames suede and a pair of globes eventuated on
his feet. At the same time his head itched as his close shaven hair grew
out... longer and longer, til it covered his ears. Clean, healthy brown
hair

He heard Lukas grunt behind him, and suddenly his ass was full of cum. So
full it begun leaking out. The shlong was withdrawn and George turned to
look at the 16 year old. He screamed punk now, from head to new boots. His
once beautiful hair had been blonde and preppy like, but now it stood in
huge spikes, coloured black and yellow and read. His Vans had become 19
hole docs. They store each other off, until George thanked the youth for
the fuck session. Lukas shrugged and acted uninterested.

They got dressed. George put on his baggy Jnco shorts and a baggy
independent shirt. He heard his wallet chain jingle. He turned to watch the
16 year old put on a tight pair of ripped stone washed jeans and a ripped
white singlet. George turned his back and grabbed Lukas' old board on the
way out, but just before he leaft Lukas called after him.

"Oi! Yeah mate, thanx, maybe we can do it agun sum time, ya know?"

James smiled with the way it had turned out. He had missed pieces of the
scene inbetween his... manipulations, but the result was the most important
part. He pushed past the new 16 year old punk on the way out. Loving the
feeling of the boi scowling at his back.

    End of part 16