Date: Fri, 12 Aug 2005 22:33:05 -0700
From: bawdy pen <bawdypen@hotmail.com>
Subject: GRANDPA'S SECRET ROOM (highschool, oral, scat, incest, ws)

         GRANDPA'S SECRET ROOM--Part 1 by bawdypen

   It was my second week helping out Grandpa at his video
store. It was going to be a great summer job. He'd already
gotten me a VCR at cost--so I had one in my own room. This came
in really handy since I was only 16 and couldn't rent adult
videos. But Grandpa had a small adult section that I, of
course, couldn't deal with. I'd have to call him over to handle
it when a customer requested one.
   The funny thing was that I couldn't figure out how the
customers even knew about them. He didn't advertise them, the
customers would just come in and ask to see the BLUE BOOK. It
was kept under lock and key. Luckily, one day when Grandpa went
out for lunch, I noticed that he hadn't closed the drawer
completely. Business was slow, so, after slipping the folder
into my shirt, I told the other clerk I was going to the
bathroom. Once there, I sat down to browse through it to see if
I could find the adult tape numbers that Grandpa kept obscure.
He didn't keep them locked up, he just kept them under phony
titles. I could have spent weeks going through the hundreds of
tapes just to find one. But it was much more than numbers I
found in the BLUE BOOK! Each tape had pictures showing some of
the action on the tape! Hot pictures! But my biggest surprise
was that there wasn't a pussy to be seen. It was all guys
sucking and fucking! And not just guys--adults--but mostly boys
my age, together and with older guys. Sucking, blowing, fucking
...and even asshole-licking! Close-ups and longshots. One tape
had only pictures of longshots, but one of the boys looked very
familiar. Silly, I thought, but he sure looked like a fellow in
my English class. I memorized several of the numbers and
quickly jotted them down after I got back to the counter and
slipped the book back in the drawer.
   The number I picked out was labeled "Andy Hardy's Girl
Trouble." Then I found that all the numbers had "Andy Hardy"
titles. I guess Grandpa figured nobody working there would grab
one accidentally. I slipped it into my knapsack, hoping it
wouldn't be missed for the rest of the day.
   That night, I locked my door and put on my earphones, and
slipped in the tape. Settling back with my remote, I got all
tingly in expectation of the nasty things I'd finally get to
see...even if it was all guys. There wasn't any sound, just
music. There wasn't much of a story, either. Just a small room
with a bed in it, and two boys taking off their clothes. They
seemed nervous, but they had big smiles on their faces. When
they hopped on the bed, naked, you could tell they were
listening to somebody telling them what to do. But after they
started to play with each other, they really started to get
into it on their own! Jacking and licking each other's hard
cocks just like they were enjoying it. When the camera got
close, I could tell that they were enjoying it! It disgusted
and excited me all at the same time. I didn't know how they
could put each other's dicks in their mouths! I heard of
cocksuckers, but these guys didn't look like what I figured
cocksuckers looked like. They just looked like normal guys,
maybe 18 or 19. But up close, I could tell they were having a
great time with those pricks between their lips! I got feelings
of wondering what a blowjob would feel like...especially
from one of these energetic guys...then I felt a bit guilty
when I began to wonder what sucking on a big prick like that
would be like!
   I glanced around, checking that the door was still locked,
then felt silly about feeling guilty. Why feel guilty? Nobody
could read my mind, could they? Nobody could see the boner I
had in my pants, could they? I slipped my pants off and settled
back against the propped-up pillows, idly feeling myself up.
   Suddenly, another figure came into view. All we could see
was a boy waving his finger at them, telling them to stop their
nasty business. The naked boys on the bed laughed at him, then
they jumped up...their hard-ons wagging in front of them...and
grabbed the boy, throwing him onto the bed. He was struggling,
but they tore his pants off until he was nearly as naked as
they were. They got him between them, making him put his hands
on their cocks and jack them off.
   Then the camera went in close to show that as soon as the
kid got a good feel of their peckers, a big grin spread across
his face. Sure enough, it was Robbie Wilson from my English
class! I was right! Gee, I never figured Robbie for a cock-
sucker, but those guys soon had him going from one to the
other, and Robbie was licking their dicks like crazy! He really
had a wild tongue, I saw, as he fluttered it over their fat
cock knobs. Then he went down and started to blow them! Once,
both at the same time. It was exciting watching my first porn
film...but even more exciting seeing somebody I actually knew.
And finding out he was queer!
   Now, some guys hate queers...or at least they always talk
like that. I never thought much about it one way or the other.
But if Robbie had walked into my room at that moment, he could
have gone down on me and I wouldn't have put up a struggle in
the least! And I probably would have done what those other guys
were doing--playing with Robbie's big dick.
   Robbie was sucking so hard on one of them, that the guy had
to pull his mouth off before he started shooting. That seemed
strange, since I figured that that was the idea of sucking a
guy off. I always figured that cocksuckers drink a guy's jizz.
Robbie sure looked disappointed. He sure wanted to drink the
guy's jizz. Then I quickly understood. The other guy spread
out, letting Robbie go down on him, while the first guy knelt
up, pulled Robbie's shirt off, and lifted his hips up so he was
on his knees with his ass up in the air. We saw him sucking the
guy, then the camera went back and gave us a good shot of
Robbie's asscrack with his butthole spread apart, just before
the guy's tongue started to lap up and down and all over it!
   From the pictures I'd seen in the BLUE BOOK, I was hoping
this film would have some asslicking--but I hardly hoped I'd
see it being done to somebody I knew. And the guy doing it sure
seemed to like the taste of Robbie's butt, because he started
to stab his tongue in and out of his asshole. It was enough to
make me pull my prick out of my shorts and start to stroke it.
   Then the guy scooted up to Robbie's ass and inserted his
hard prick into his rectum and started fucking him. And Robbie
never let up on the cock he was sucking. He was getting it from
both ends, and it was so obvious that it wasn't his first time
...and even more obvious that he was absolutely LOVING IT! The
camera showed the fucking up close, and an extremely erotic
shot when the guy pulled his dick out of Robbie's ass, showing
the cum dripping from it!
   The older guys traded positions, and the other guy got to
fuck Robbie. That was when I got a true idea of just how nasty
Robbie was. Without even wiping it off, Robbie went right down
on the first guy and started to suck his dirty dick while he
got fucked. Right down on that cock that had just come from his
ass! And he sucked and licked it like mad! Again, they showed
the prick coming out of his ass. The cum was really pouring out
of it now, and a face was suddenly there, licking it all up...
off the back of his balls and right into his asshole!
   "GRANDPA!" I blurted. There he was, sucking the jism from
Robbie's asshole! After a long while of this, he smacked Robbie
on the ass and the boy quickly turned around and stuck his hard
prick into Grandpa's mouth. Grandpa blew him. Now I knew why
the tapes were so secret. They weren't regularly distributed
tapes...they were made right here...maybe by Grandpa himself!
   I was totally flustered, but my bone was rock hard. I just
couldn't think straight in that condition, so I backed it up
and watched him licking up the jizz and blowing Robbie while I
splattered cum all over! Gasping, I turned off the picture and
cleaned myself up.
   I didn't know what to think, and now I was really feeling
guilty. After all, I'd just shot a big load all over myself
while I watched my Grandpa lick a boy's gooey asshole and blow
him to a gushing orgasm! Seeing him do that put me over the
edge--it was so startling. Grandpa was only about fifty. He'd
married very young...as had Dad. So he wasn't exactly a
dottering old man. Still, while I got a perverse thrill at
seeing him do those sexual things, I was glad he did it with at
least his pants on. I didn't have any desire to see Grandpa
naked. I think it was more Robbie's horny actions and body that
got me so hot.
   Okay, so Grandpa's a cocksucker and buttlicker. Even I was
slowly admitting that all that prick--especially Robbie's--was
stirring my own juices. Grandma died many years ago, so why
shouldn't he have some fun of his own? I wonder if he ever did
it when she was alive? I wonder if Dad ever knew about it? Naw,
not straight-laced Dad. He'd flip!
   The next day I tried to keep a straight face, but all the
time I kept sneaking peeks at Grandpa. I don't know...he looked
and seemed the same to me--maybe just a smidge younger in my
eyes since I'd seen him in action. It was a busy day, but I
managed to grab another tape and sneak it out.
   The same bedroom...two different guys. Younger. And I
recognized them, too! Not from school, but from right here in
the store! They were kids who rented all the action tapes like
"Gladiator." And they always came in together. They were about
14 and must have gone to another school unless I'd missed them.
But that was so unlikely. I'd have noticed them I think...they
were really cute boys. And here they were, fucking each other.
And after each fuck, Grandpa came in and licked the dirty prick
clean! Boy, Grandpa sure seemed to like the taste of a boy's
asshole. He didn't even look those pricks over carefully to see
if there was any shit on them. He just started licking right
away, and turned so the camera could see--just like he wanted
the whole world to watch him licking dirty pricks!
   Since the tapes weren't available except by those in the
know, I wondered just who these men were that rented them. The
next clip gave me a clue. All the tapes must have been filmed
in the same room, because it was the same place. This time,
three older men layed side by side on the bed holding up their
boners. Three naked boys came in and climbed up to blow them.
The camera showed each man shooting into the sucking boy's
mouth. Then they sat their hairy asses on the boys' faces and
lifted their legs to ball lick, cock suck and rim their young
holes out for the camera.
   I'd seen one of those men come in and rent tapes. Another
of them came in the next day. I listened carefully, and noticed
he rented a different one than the one he was in.
   That night, I had the shock of my life. I found out that
Grandpa was a pervert! Not a mini-pervert like I already knew,
but a grade triple-A friggin' pervert! The tape I'd snuck out
had a big red "X" on it. I didn't know what that meant, but I
soon found out.
   This one kept all the sound in, and from the beginning it
was plain that this wasn't going to be a pleasant sexual romp.
This was going to be real...and raw! It starts out with a
dirty-looking punk about 19 in Levi's and a leather jacket. He
strolls into the bedroom and removes his jacket--both upper
arms showing tattoos.
   "You're gonna blow my prick, too, aren't ya?"
   "Certainly, if you'd like," came the unmistakable voice of
Grandpa.
   "He gonna stay in here the whole time?" the punk scowled,
pointing at the camera.
   "Oh, course. You know part of the deal is to film this."
   "Yeah. OK. I don't give a fuck. I'll give ya what you paid
for...plenty of it! But I don't know what you're wearing that
robe for. I ain't gonna touch you, old man! I don't mess with
fags...unless they pay me. Then they only get to touch. You can
suck and lick me all you want. Just don't try kissin' me or
something. I'll bust your head!"
   "Don't sweat it, kid. I'd much rather kiss your asslips!"
   "Hey, you can French-kiss me back there all you want!
That's the place where faglips are meant to be--smooching a
guy's smelly butthole!" He pulled off his t-shirt and shuffled
out of his pants, leaving his dirty shorts on for the moment.
   Grandpa walked into camera view and sat down on a stuffed
chair next to the bed, sticking his hand into his robe and
playing with himself. He ignored the camera, and looked at the
boy standing before him. "What's the matter? You bashful?"
   "Me? HAH! Just thought you might wanna smell my shorts!
Maybe suck the old piss outta my crotch."
   "Good idea," Grandpa agreed, leaning forward. "Let's get a
whiff."
   The punk smirked and stuck his crotch out, grinding it into
Grandpa's face. Grandpa sniffed around the grungy pouch,
licking the soiled material and mouthing the prick within. The
prick started to throb at his touch.
   "Like that? Lotsa sour piss, hunh? Yeah, suck on my shorts!
Breathe deeper and you'll catch the smell of pussy. I fucked
two chicks this morning, and man, did they have gamey smelling
twats!"
   "Turn around. Let's smell the other side," Grandpa
insisted.
   "Yeah," he said, turning and bending over, "that's what
you want! Rustle your face into that hot crack! Lotsa skid
marks in there to pleasure your nose. Go ahead, pull 'em down
and turn it out--suck right on those shit tracks! Get a little
warmup."
   Grandpa was doing just that! He pulled the shorts down and
the camera came in close to get a shot of those smelly skid
marks, leftover lines of shit caused by the punk scratching his
poorly cleaned hole. Grandpa licked the marks, then stuffed the
material into his mouth and sucked it wet! The kid was looking
back at him.
   "Like that, do ya? Suck that shit up, you old fart! Lots
more where that came from. You ready to try licking it at the
source? You said you wanted it 'crusty'--take a gander at
THIS!" The punk spread his cheeks and pushed his ass into
Grandpa's face.
   "Hold on, baby," Grandpa turned the kid's ass toward the
camera. "Let the folks at home get a good look at it first. Hop
up on the bed and stick that smelly ass up in the air. That's
it, hold it open!"
   The camera zoomed in on his pale ass, and the big pink anus
being pulled apart for inspection. The closer it got, the
dirtier it got! You could actually see crusty shit lining his
asshole. Then Grandpa started to talk for the camera--talking
to his customers--talking to ME!
   "Gentlemen, can I pick hot punks, or what?"
   "Hey, watch what you call me!"
   "Shut up...you got your money!" Then he continued, "Time I
introduced you to Rio. Of course, this is his best angle--
showing off his greatest asset! Now that isn't all hair you see
ringing his anus--actually there isn't any hair there at all
because I shaved it all off for him yesterday. No sir, gentle-
men, that's a ring of hot, crusty shit around his wrinkled
asshole. I'm only sorry you can't tell what it smells like." He
stuck his face in there and sniffed at the kid's hole. "Let me
assure you it's strong, pungent, and absolutely intoxicating!
It's not a little boy's smell, yet it's not quite a man's
smell. It's the best--it's the hot smell of PUNK SHIT!" The boy
squirmed, but stayed quiet. Grandpa looked directly into the
camera. "And you're really going to enjoy this, fellas, because
I'm gonna lick the filthy crust off while you wish it was you
doing it!"
   Grandpa grabbed the cheeks and stuck out a long tongue.
Then he began to lap at it. I nearly fainted! Grandpa licked
all that crusty shit right off the guy's asshole--cleaned it
completely! Then he even dug his tongue into the hole, swirling
it around inside!
   "Fellas, this kid's shit tastes absolutely wonderful! What
do you think? Want to see the punk take a shit? Should I lick
his turd?"
   "Yeah, Grandpa!" I whispered, startling myself. "I-I mean,
NO!" I couldn't believe he was going to do something so filthy
--on camera, no less!
   "You done lickin' 'n smellin' at my shithole, Pops? Ready
to have me shit in your face, you old bastard?"
   Grandpa reached between the guy's legs and pulled his big
dick back. "Let's give this fella a few licks first. I see you
have quite an erection here. A bit excited, perhaps?" Grandpa
snickered.
   "That's the way you want it, ain't it? I'm agreeable that
way. Any time a fag wants to blow me, least I can do is get a
hardon," he chuckled. "Hope it's not too much for you to handle
there, Pops!"
   The guy had a real nice 8-incher. Grandpa worked his robe
off, put his mouth on the knob and took the whole fucking thing
down to the balls! The guy gasped, feeling it going into
Grandpa's throat. Grandpa worked on it, back and forth, deep-
throating it each time. "Jeez! You're pretty good at that.
Betcha blown a lotta big pricks, hunh?"
   "I do practice a lot," Grandpa licked all over his balls
then stood up, "especially on myself!" He stepped to the side,
holding out a hard, massive prick to the boy's face. "You wanna
give it a try?" It must have been about eleven inches long!
   "GOD DAMN! Where the hell'd an old fuck like you get a wang
like that?!! Shit, no wonder you fuckin' blow yourself! I would
too!"
   "Well, it's mine. But you can blow it if you want," Grandpa
teased. "Go ahead."
   "I don't suck cock...put that fucker away."
   "Your loss, buddy." Grandpa shrugged.
   "Wait a minute," the kid said, waving him back into his
sight. "Let's see you put it in your own mouth. Never seen
nuthin' like that."
   "You're the star of this extravaganza, punk. You want to
see me lick it, you lick it first."
   "Shit!" he cried, then whispered, "Umm, turn off the
camera."
   "Sure. Cut the camera, Gilbert," Grandpa said, winking.
Gilbert didn't cut shit, but the punk thought so...or seemed
to...because he sat up on his knees and eagerly reached his
hand out for the huge prick. Grandpa proudly pushed out his big
wanger.
   Damn, Grandpa has a big dick! In profile, all we could see
was that hard pecker sticking out, his big ballsack hanging
down, and a dark bush of hair sprinkled with gray.
   "Heard about dicks like this," the punk roughly stroked the
cock back and forth, then bent over and put his mouth on the
knob. He didn't try any cocksucking, he just nibbled on that
fat knob for a while then released it. "OK, let's see you suck
it!"
   "Turn the camera back on, Gilbert," Grandpa said our way,
smiling deviously. I'd missed it the first time...Gilbert!
Gilbert was one of the other clerks! He was about 24 and kinda
handsome. He was the one who was taking all these films.
   "OK, kid, even if you won't suck it, I'll show you how good
it is!" Grandpa spread his legs and bent over, running his long
tongue all over his wet knob. Then he took the whole head in
between his lips and mouthed the end of his prick and about an
inch more. Jeez! Grandpa could easily blow himself any time he
wanted!
   "Wow! That's something else," the punk admitted.
   "Okay, cocksucking's over. Let's get that punk ass of yours
up in the air again!" The guy blushed, then spun around and
aimed his ass at the camera again.
   "Yeah, you'd rather lick a turd any day, wouldn't you?"
   "Aw, 50-50," Grandpa laughed, pushing his face back into
the punk's asscrack.
   "You want me to shit or you just gonna suck it out of me?"
   "Just wanna suck it some more, punk. You got such a big,
fat asshole for having a little butt."
   "Yeah, used ta be cute and pink til all the fags started
sucking it for me! You ain't the first queer that liked the
taste of my shithole. Ain't the first guy that wanted my turd,
either. I ain't namin' names, but there's a guy at the bowling
alley paid me to shit in his mouth once. Sonofabitch ate half
of it!"
   "I know, darling," Grandpa said. "That's how I got your
name. You about ready?"
   "Hungry, hunh? Yeah, I'm ready any time you are."
   "Get over on the chair...stand on it facing the back, then
squat down and hold onto the arms." The kid obeyed, hopping off
the bed and climbing onto the chair. He grabbed hold, then
crouched down, obscenely hanging his ass there--sticking it
out--prepared to take a big dump.
   The camera moved in to catch the whole operation in close-
up. Grandpa sat on the floor on the other side of those hot
buns, facing the camera.
   "OK, baby," Grandpa said, "now don't rush it. Just relax
and let that big turd squish out of there...nice and slow. Stay
relaxed, cause I'm going to be pushing up to hold it there."
   "Wanna get some good, long licks in, hunh?" he scowled.
   "You bet. Turd-licking's something to savor, boy! It's a
rare delicacy getting it as it's coming out of a hot, smelly
punk anus like yours. Start pushing any time."
   Gosh, what a filthy mouth Grandpa has! And it's gonna be
even filthier in a few moments!
   "Aggrh! Get ready. Hot turd comin' out, Gramps!" The camera
was up tight. My whole television screen was filled with the
punk's gaping asshole opening up, showing the fat puffy purple
lips spreading apart. I'd never seen such a lewdly obscene
sight in my life! I could even see the rounded end of his dark
turd coming through the gaping opening. The guy was really
going to take a shit...right on camera...right in my Grandpa's
face! OH FUCK! Right on my Grandpa's lips! Grandpa had stuck
out his tongue and was licking at the asslips and touching it
on the punk's greasy-looking turd. It was funny looking...the
guy's asshole opening and this brown pole of shit hanging about
two inches down while this older, dirty man swabbed his tongue
over it! And he didn't just lick it...he kept pulling his
tongue back into his mouth and tasting it like a kid would a
chocolate ice cream cone!
   "LICK THAT TURD, OLD MAN! LICK IT GOOD AND I'LL LET YOU
SUCK MY ASSHOLE CLEAN! UNNGH! FUCKIN' SHIT-LICKIN' FAGGOT!"
   He'd bolted about three more inches. Fast enough that
Grandpa cupped his hand and put it around the end, holding it
in place. He quickly spoke at the camera. "Tasty, fellas!
Smells lovely, too. Can you see all this cheesy juice all
over it?" He lapped his tongue up and down the hot turd.
"EXQUISITE!" Then he really started to tongue that turd! He put
his lips to it and ran them up and down like he was blowing a
harmonica! He released his pressure a bit, allowing another
couple of inches to be expelled. Now a good 7 inches of shit
hung from the punk's asshole...and the end was nowhere in
sight. Then Grandpa carefully moved his hand away and replaced
it with his mouth! He wrapped his lips around the end of the
big turd and quickly moved up on it!
   After engulfing about 3 or 4 inches into his mouth, he let
the punk shit out the rest as he moved lower. He caught the
tailend in his hand as the anus was squeezed shut. Counting
what was between his lips, Grandpa was down there with about a
l0-inch turd sticking out of his mouth! The punk had slightly
turned his ass away, glancing back at Grandpa sucking on his
turd.
   "JEEZ! WHAT A FUCKING PERVERT! GO FOR IT, TURD-SUCKER! SUCK
THAT SHIT!" He suddenly turned the other way...looking into the
camera. "AH, HE'S FUCKIN' LOVING IT! ANY OF YOU OTHER SHIT-
LICKIN' FAGS WANNA BUY MY TURDS...I GOT LOTS OF 'EM!"
   Grandpa pulled the turd from his mouth and set it aside.
   "Okay, Gramps. Clean my asshole for me 'n I'll let ya blow
me." Lifting his face, Grandpa attached his mouth to the punk's
anus and lapped at it--cleaning it inside and out. Then he
brought a hand to his mouth and gathered up some spit and
reached down between his robe. Then he went back to mouthing
the fragrant gaping hole.
   The punk was tossing his head back and forth, thrusting his
bottom down onto Grandpa's face, obviously enjoying the butt-
tonguing. Quick glimpes of his rigid hardon could occasionally
be seen.
   Suddenly, Grandpa jumped up--threw off his robe--and
quickly jabbed his long prick into the punk's relaxed asshole!
In that position, the guy was totally vulnerable. Grandpa
grabbed his hips and pulled his ass down onto his prick.
   "AIIEH! SHIT! OH, FUCK! YOU DIRTY BASTARD! WHAT THE FUCK
ARE YOU DOING! TAKE IT OUT! TAKE IT OUT! AW, YOU GOT ME, MAN!
DAMN, I CAN'T FUCKIN' MOVE! THIS WASN'T PART OF THE DEAL, YOU
CUNT!"
   "Relax, baby, you're gonna love this." Grandpa reached
around and grabbed the guy's quickly deflating prick. Holding
him tight, he was able to rapidly work the kid's pecker into
its former rigidity. "You're open...you're empty in there...now
just relax and enjoy this. Remember how much you liked sucking
my knob?"
   "Shit! Turn that camera off! You weren't supposed to tell
'em that! Come on, man, let me go! Fuck, that thing's too big!
OWWW!"
   Grandpa had him in a death grip. Crouching down like that,
he was totally off balance, completely relying on Grandpa's
hold to keep him from falling. Secured in the chair, he
couldn't move his feet to throw his legs up--and down would
only mean impaling himself more fully on the monster cock.
   "Aw, man, I'm gonna really fuck you over for this. You
better pull that prick out, man. You better do it right now!"
   "Hold on, baby," Grandpa cooed, curving his body against
the guy's back and talking into his ear. "You're a punk. You do
whatever the fuck you want, right? Just tell yourself that
right now you want to get fucked. Keep that hole open and enjoy
a hot prick up your ass. Why the fuck do you think guys take
cock up the ass? Cause it feels good, stupid. You can't get
away, so just relax and find out what why all us queers like
prick up the ass."
   "You bastard! D-don't hurt me, OK! Ah, fuck! What was that?
What'd you just do?"
   "Hit your button, baby. Just go with it and I'll do it some
more. It's your built-in fuck button. Didn't you know guys have
a built-in fuck button? Here, try this!" Grandpa lifted his
hips and stabbed the guy downward.
   "Aaah! Wha...?"
   He did it again.
   "Oooh, man. That...that's...that's kinda nice."
   "Got that butthole relaxed, punk?"
   "Y-yeah, i-it's...it's ok."
   "Good. Keep it that way and my prick'll kiss the pain
away."
   I was totally numb! My prick was hard, but I was only half-
heartedly stroking it now. I was excited...but the whole thing
was too much of an overload on my brain. My dick was wet
because it kept drooling, but I couldn't concentrate on a hot
jackoff. The mental stimulation was overtaking the sexual
stimulation. What the fuck did all this mean? Grandpa had a
huge cock, but I would have enjoyed it on someone else. I
wasn't enjoying seeing him naked like that. It seemed too
intrusive to me. Something I wasn't supposed to see, you know?
But it didn't take long for the two of them to prime me back
with their mutual lust!
   "I don't know what the fuck you're doing to me, old man,
but keep it up. Oh, man, that's feeling sooo good! I...I didn't
know...I just didn't have any idea!"
   "Settle back, baby. I've got you. Go ahead, pump that hot
cock." Suddenly, he lifted Rio right off the chair. The punk
was in the air, impaled on the huge prick!
   "OH MY!...mmmm...ah....shove it, you prick! Shove that
horse cock up my ass! Turn me into a fag...you cunt...that's
what you wanna do, ain't it? Aiieh! Yeah! Ooooh. OK, go ahead
...go ahead. Fuck my butthole, you old fart. Turn me into a
fag! Shit! Fuckin' sucked your prick. Betcha never turned that
camera off, didja? Big fuckin' prick...ah, drive it! Probably
get me to suck it again, won't you? Alright, if I hafta! I'll
suck the bastard!"
   "Wanna wait til I finish fucking you?" Grandpa teased,
chuckling.
   "NO, that's not...oh, you prick! Ain't gonna get me
lickin' shitty dick! I mean some other time...I'll do it some
other time. I'll suck it--even for the camera...but I ain't
gonna lick no shit! NOW FUCK ME! I'M GONNA CUM!"
   Grandpa drove up into the punk vigorously, battering his
prostate, causing the kid to shoot his sperm in the air. And
Grandpa must have shot a nice load up his keester because he
threw his head back and gasped loudly.
   Slowly retrieving his long prick as the guy's pain returned
after his orgasm, Grandpa wrenched his anus apart to make it
easier. Then he backed away as the guy quickly grabbed for the
chair and slumped into the it, exhausted. Numb, he just stared
up at Grandpa.
   Grandpa smiled down at him, then curled up into a ball on
the sofa and lifted his still rigid prick and stuck it in his
mouth, sucking his own goopy prickhead while driving a finger
up his ass.
   "Jeez! How can you do that?!" the kid exclaimed,
breathlessly.
   Smacking his lips, Grandpa chuckled. "Just can't get enough
of the taste of your rectum, kid! Sweet ass, hot turd. How'd
you like your fuck? Might as well be honest, it's all on
video!"
   With a butch smirk, he slowly turned toward the camera.
"Uh, yeah, it's all on there, isn't it?" He gulped. "Fuck it. I
had a great time. Long as my friends don't see it...who cares?
Guess I'll get some fags to fuck me once in a while. That make
all you perverts out there happy? Turned a normal guy into a
cocksucking, butt-fucked fag! It'll still cost ya!!"
   I rewound the tape and layed there stunned. It'd been
filthy, dirty, nasty, horny, and altogether unbelievably
exciting. Even Grandpa's body hadn't been as weather-beaten as
I'd figured. It was all too shocking to absorb. Grandpa, the
customers, the kids, and Gilbert. Should I say something? Did I
want to approach my school chum, Robbie Wilson, now that I knew
he was a cocksucker? If I got him to blow me, would I have to
blow him in return? Did I want to? I'd never done it. I'd never
even much thought about it...with guys. I closed my eyes and
let their images play back in my mind. They were all good-
looking, I decided, now that I'd seem them naked and in action.
Should I say something to the young guys next time they came
into the store? And what about Gilbert? He was the camera man.
He'd been there each time, I figured.
   "Hey! Don't mess with those tapes, Sean. You know
you're not supposed to handle the adult tapes." Gilbert
caught me putting the tape back...but he thought I was
taking it down.
   "Hunh? Adult?" I blustered. "B-but this is Andy Hardy!
I like Mickey Rooney."
   "Uh, oh, yeah. Well, these are damaged tapes. They're
not to be rented out, OK?"
   "Sure, Gilbert. Funny, though. I thought I saw you rent
one of them out just yesterday."
   "Naw, not one of them."
   "Say, Gilbert. Grandpa said I could borrow one of the
cameras any time I wanted. You're good at running them,
aren't you? Could you show me some of the finer points?"
   "Uh, yeah, I guess so. What were you planning on
taping? Indoors or outdoors?"
   "Indoors, mostly. Is there a way to make it run without
having to hold the button down?" I purposely kinda whis-
pered this. "You know, like on a tripod or something."
   He got a knowing grin on his face.
   "Ah, got a chick you wanna lay? Gonna hide the camera
somewhere? Or you just gonna make a personal jackoff tape?
Wanna see what you look like pounding the ol' pud?" he
laughed, jabbing me in the arm.
   "S-something like that," I blushed...playing it coy. He
dashed off to take care of a customer. When he finished, he
quickly came up to me.
   "Listen, Sean, if that's what you're planning you're
not going to get very good shots. You know, it'd be kinda
static just having the camera way back like that. Tell you
what I'll do, if you'd like. I'm pretty good with a camera.
If...if you think you could do it in front of me...I could
give you some great closeups and good angles. I'd be very
professional, of course. You'd hardly know I was even
there."
   "Wha...? Y-you mean, tape me while I j-jackoff?!"
   "Sure! Uh, well, if it bothers you too much..."
   "I...I don't know. Kinda weird. I...I did kinda want to
try that, but...alone, you know?"
   "Hell, Sport...we all jack off, don't we? If it makes
you feel any more comfortable, I'll show you how to work it
and you can film me jacking off too! You know, have a
couple of beers and just have a fun time making dirty
movies!"
   "Gosh! It...it might be fun. You wouldn't mind seeing
me naked? I'm just a kid!"
   "Naw! What's the big deal? Two buddies just fucking
around. Don't bother me bein' naked. Besides, I always
kinda wanted to see myself naked on tape, too. Whadda you
say?"
   "Well, alright. Where should we do it?"
   "Mmmm. Uh, I...I know a place we might use. But you
gotta promise not to say a word about it, OK?"
   "Sure. Where is it?"
   "I'll show you when the time comes. When you wanna do
it?"
   "Hell, right now. I'm gettin' a boner just thinking
about it!"
   "Horny little bastard, aren't ya?!" he laughed.
   "Do...do you think you could get a dirty tape we could
watch first? Something to...you know...get in the mood?"
   "Ummm, yeah I guess so. Sure."
   "When?" I asked, impatiently.
   "When the store closes. That alright?"
   "Great!" I exclaimed, hoping I wouldn't be too embar-
rassed to go through with it.
   The whole day really dragged. Gilbert and I smiled at
each other occasionally, but I got no indication from him
whether or not he might be interested in doing anything
together.
   Finally, we cleared the store and Gilbert checked out
the registers. Grandpa had left before lunch. Gilbert
brought out the camera, a sixpack and some blank tapes.
   "Where we going?" I asked.
   "Nowhere," he replied, grinning.
   "Hunh?"
   "Follow me." Gilbert led me to the back storeroom.
Lugging the camera pack over his shoulder, he just stood
there grinning.
   "Here?" I asked, confused. "It's kinda cramped."
   "Watch this!" He pushed a hidden button, and the wall
opened up. He led me into a small room. THE ROOM! The same
bed, the same chair. This was where all the tapes had been
filmed. Right in the back of the store! I gasped, then
understood. Gilbert was going to make me the star of his
next video!
   "WOW! What is this place?" I asked, acting dumb.
   "Just a little room for your Grandpa to rest in."
   "Oh." I let it pass. Gilbert opened us a couple of cold
beers, then started to get the equipment ready. There was a
TV in the room, and he slipped in a tape he'd pulled from
the camera pack. I fully expected it to be one of the tapes
he'd made...but it was a straight one.
   "Get comfortable...watch the movie. I'll join you in a
second."
   The tape hadn't been rewound completely, and it started
out in the middle of a sex sequence. A guy with a big dick
was getting his cock sucked by a pretty girl, while another
guy was fucking her. I settled back, staring at my first
professional porn movie, and getting my first closeup look
at a pussy. Gilbert soon joined me, nestling close to me on
the small bed. He handed me my beer, and together we layed
there sipping and watching.
   "You ever seen one of these?" he asked, turning, his
face close and friendly.
   "No," I lied. "It...it's really neat."
   "Yeah, I like 'em. When I don't have a date, I take a
couple home and play with myself for a couple of hours." He
rubbed his crotch so casually, that I slipped my hand down
and grabbed a quick feel of myself. I was a bit nervous,
and shy, and couldn't just be so blatant about it as he
was. He smiled, and grabbed my hand, forcing it down on my
crotch. "Go ahead, man, feel it up! That's what we're here
for, ain't it? Play with it like you always do. When you
spring a boner, let me know and I'll start the camera."
   He remained quiet for a while, and I freely began to
let my dick expand as I watched the incredible sex on the
screen. The girl was on her side and she had a cock in her
cunt and the other one in her ass! It was exciting. I let
loose and grabbed my beer, taking a long swallow to cool my
jets. Suddenly, Gilbert reached over and grabbed my dick!
   "UH!" I jerked.
   "Just checking. Yeah, that's nice and hard now. Keep
watching the movie--we'll make it part of the plot. You're
laying there watching a dirty movie and getting all turned
on. Don't look at the camera; just listen to me and do
whatever I say, okay?" He hopped off the bed and went
behind the equipment. I saw his pouch was fully packed.
   I gulped. "O-OK." I turned back to the screen and
slowly got back into the action...and into what action I
was about to do.
   "That's it..." he cooed, "just love it up, rub your
hand up and down your hot pecker...show the audience how
much you like playing with your dick."
   Out of the side of my mouth, I said, "audience? What
audience?"
   "Pretend. Pretend you're really making a porno movie
that people will pay to see a cool-looking kid jack his
boner. Now scooch the material together--let's see how that
prick's filling up your pants." I grabbed my crotch and
pushed it up...showing it off.
   "Now pull your feet back and yank off your tennies.
Leave your white socks on. That's it. Now hold on a minute,
and let me take the camera off. I want to get a shot
straight on from behind the TV." He got back there and told
me to go ahead and take my pants off. I worked them off,
under my ass, and lifted my legs and pulled them free.
   "Good. Now toss 'em aside, and feel yourself up again.
Now hook your fingers in your jockeys and lift your legs
up. SLOW! Go real slow. Pull those legs way back, and pull
your shorts off. Then slowly put your legs back down and
start stroking your dick."
   I knew what he was doing. He was getting a shot of my
asshole! The idea excited me, and I probably did it even
slower and more seductively than he expected. I made like I
was having trouble getting them off, so that I twisted and
twitched, giving the camera--and Gilbert--a good shot of my
squirming butthole! It made me feel all warm inside, being
so nasty and lewd. I wanted to give him a good show. I
pulled my shorts to my face and sniffed at them before
tossing them aside.
   "Great! Hey, you're a natural! Now pump your bone up
good and hard. Mmm, nice pecker, Sean. Uh, real good for,
uh, the camera. Now take your other hand and feel your
balls. Go with that thing you did before. Put your hand to
your face and smell your fingers. Oooh, that's it. Yeah.
Nice touch, closing your eyes when you smell your hot
nuts!" I stifled a smile.
   "Yeah. You like the smell of your balls, doncha? I do
that all the time, too. Hot crotch smells turn you on too,
hunh? Spread your legs a bit. Let's see those balls hanging
down while you work your pecker. Keep going. Keep looking
at the screen while I move around and get you from differ-
ent angles."
   I had a roaring hardon by now, and there wasn't any
pretending at the way I was stroking myself. When he told
me to, I reached up and pulled up my shirt, letting my hard
prick bounce on its own.
   "Yeah, horny boy jackin' off! Loves to play with his
meat and look at people doing nasty things to each other!
Pumpin' his pud, wishin' he had somebody there to give him
a big hot dick-suckin' blowjob! Rub your finger over your
big knob...play around, feel that smooth skin. Yeah,
squeeze it. Ah, see that big glob of pre-cum? Scoop it up
on your fingertip and lick it! Taste your own hot juice...
you love it! Yeah, get some more, squeeze that sweet stuff
up!"
   When I knew he had the camera aimed down for a closeup
of my prickhead, I sneaked a glance at his crotch. He had a
roaring boner in his pants, and it was really snaking down
his leg. For some reason, that really made me start whip-
ping up and down on it. He pulled back.
   "OK, now really beat the shit outta that bastard!
That's it, spread your legs more, but be sure to keep your
knees out of the way. OH, HOT PRICK READY TO BLAST OFF! DO
IT, SEAN, DO IT! SQUIRT THAT LOVEJUICE!"
   I threw my head back and bucked my hips, really wanking
off. I opened my eyes just in time to see my juice squirt
way up in the air. Two more times it did that. I'd never
shot like that before! I slumped back, catching my breath.
   "Great, kid. That was really a swell come. Man, you can
really blast that jizz!"
   I took a couple deep breaths, then sat on the side of
the bed. I didn't even make a move to put my clothes back
on.
   "Whew! Guess I'd better get this stuff put away."
   "Hold on, buster!" I cried, giggling. "Your turn!"
   "You...you still wanna do it...after that big come?"
   I hopped up. "Show me what to do," I demanded. He spent
a few minutes showing me the controls. It seemed simple
enough. I played with the focus and the zoom, then said I
thought I had it. He stepped back.
   "OK, kid...you're the director. Tell me what to do,
boss."
   I put the camera to my eye, and put my finger on the
trigger. I was the boss. He always wanted to be on film,
hunh?
   "OK, uh, you're watching the movie, too. Now, rub your
crotch. OK. Let me zoom in, here. Jeez, that's big! Take
your pants off."
   He chuckled. "You wanna see it already?"
   "Oh," I blushed at my own enthusiasm, "Okay, p-play
with it, then move over to the chair and take your shirt
off. Now rub your hand over your belly, and drop your pants
down...shorts too...just to your knees, and sit down. Rub
your balls and smell 'em like I did. Beat off. Can you beat
off and kick your shoes off at the same time? Yeah. Um...
wait a second til I get closer." I got right up to him and
kelt down, adjusting the focus. "OK, now do like I did.
Lift up your legs and pull your pants off." He flung his
legs up, obediently, knowing what would show, but maybe not
knowing that I knew it. He did soon.
   "Hold it," I ordered. "Stay just like that." His thighs
were back and his hairy asshole was showing right there.
"Don't move!" I zoomed right in on it, getting a good shot
of his juicy butthole.
   "Why?" he chuckled. "I feel silly like this."
   "Fuck you. So did I. You think I didn't know what you
were getting a good shot of? Now do what I say. Keep your
legs back and reach down. Touch your butthole and play with
it...and stick your dick out at me. I--I mean, at the
camera."
   "Play with it? You want me to finger my asshole?!"
   "Yeah, pull it apart! Show it off...let's see the
insides. Now stick your finger in and jazz yourself with
it."
   "Well, alright. You're the director, I guess."
   Humph! What a joker! He rubbed his fingertip around the
rubbery orifice, then inserted his whole finger in there.
Slick as spit! Without the spit. His big prick was stuck
between his legs at me...huge and...and...well, kinda tasty
looking. I got an idea. Getting a good shot of him finger-
fucking his asshole, I told him to lower his legs and
slowly jack off.
   "I-I'm gonna put the camera on the tripod cause...cause
I think I might be shaking too much--I'm not used to this."
   "Getting too excited?" he teased.
   "J-just not used to handling a c-camera, I guess." I
mounted the camera, making sure it was still running and
aimed properly. Then I stood aside, telling him to go ahead
and stroke himself. He thrust his legs out before him, and
started to wack it good, showing off for the camera. He was
loving being filmed while he sensuously stroked his long
fat cock. He even threw his head back and closed his eyes.
I made my move. I rushed up to the chair and knelt down. I
grabbed his prick in my hand and quickly put my mouth over
it!
   "Wha...!" he gasped, looking down. "What're you
doing?!"
   I felt his jiggling nuts pull up tightly and his shaft
start to throb. I sucked up and down, loving the feel and
taste of a big dick in my mouth. He didn't try to pull me
off; he was too far gone for that. Just the sight of my
sucking on his prick was enough to get him off. He just
gasped and moaned, letting me blow him.
   "Aw, Sean! Aw, fuck! Better...better not...AW, DO IT...
I'M GONNA BLOW, MAN! SUCK ME OFFFF!"
   I lifted my head just enough so the camera would catch
his juice squirting into my mouth! A big long one shot
against the back of my throat, and I instantly went back
down on it so I could keep it. The rest I sucked up while
his cock was in my mouth. He let loose with several more
spurts, and I willingly gulped them down. I not only gave
him a blowjob...my first one...but I did it on camera!
   "Hey, fella," he rustled my hair, "THAT wasn't on the
schedule!"
   I gave him a devious smile. "I know. I penciled it in
when you weren't looking!"
   "When'd you learn to do that, you little rascal!"
   "Just now," I blushed.
   "Y-you mean you've never done it before?"
   "Nope. Guess I got a little excited. Your thing is so
big!"
   "Well, don't tell your Gramps...he'll skin me!"
   "You think he'd mind?" I asked, innocently.
   "Are you kidding? And don't tell him about our video
either."
   "Guess you're right. Maybe I'd better take and hide
it."
   "NO! Um...let me take it so I can edit it a little.
Take out some of our talking and put in some music, you
know? Then when we watch it again it'll seem more like a
professional job."
   "W-when can we see it?" I was eager.
   "How about tomorrow night? Can you come over to my
place?"
   "Sure, what time?"
   "I'll let you know tomorrow. Say? Did you like it?
Blowing me?"
   "Yeah, but it wasn't really much of a blowjob. I just
kinda got you when you were ready to shoot," I chuckled.
   "Still, it was swell of you to do it. Think you might
want to do it again...right from the git-go?"
   "Well, I guess I'd better. Otherwise I can't be sure if
I like it. You want me to blow you tomorrow night?"

   "Hell, yeah! You can blow me any time you want, Sean!"

   "What about Grandpa?" I asked, climbing into the last
of my clothes.

   "Aw, what he don't know won't hurt me!" he laughed.

   "Oh, gee!" I jumped up. "Forgot to turn off the
camera."

   He got a little surprised look on his face, then
casually started to dress while I turned the camera off and
slipped out the cassette. Then I pulled my fast one.

   "See ya tomorrow, Gilbert. You can edit this later, I'm
gonna take it home and watch it tonight just as it is." I
hurried to the door.

   "Hey, wait. Uh, maybe that's not a good idea. Uh..."

   "Don't worry...I'll keep it safe. Bye!" I quickly
split, leaving him scrambling into his clothes to catch me.
I knew what he was thinking...just what I wanted him to
think. That there was an incriminating video out there with
me sucking his big prick and talking about having me do it
again. And to keep it all from my grandfather. Heh! Let him
sweat a bit. Of course, I had no intentions of showing it
to Grandpa, but maybe I could get some leverage out of his
being nervous. Also, I had an idea that if Grandpa didn't
get to see it, he had some kind of plans for it. At least
my part.
   I was no sooner in the door next morning when Gilbert
cornered me. "I-is it safe? Did you hide it real good?"
   "Of course, silly. Stop being a worry-wart. Besides, I
brought it with me. I have it right here in my pack."
   "Oh, good. Give it here and I'll stash it."
   "Is Grandpa in yet?" He shook his head, so I pulled it
out and handed it to him. He sighed in relief, then smiled
pleasantly. "It was good, so I borrowed Dad's machine and
made a copy for myself." He practically choked when I said
that!
   "Aw, jeez Sean...you shouldn't have done that! What
if...?"
   "Quit worrying, willya?" I left him bewildered. Try to
put one over on the dumb horny kid, hunh? We'll see about
that! He was nervous the whole day. Every time he tried to
bring it up, I quickly found something I had to do.
   At the end of the day, he whispered desperately,
"Y-you're still coming over tonight, aren't ya?"
   "Of course!" I smiled brightly. "I wanna wrap my lips
around that big juicy prick of yours again! Grandpa's
waiting, I'll see you at 7!"
   He answered his door wearing a tight-fitting T-shirt
and even tighter Levis that really showed off his big
bulge. He might have been upset over the tape, but he
certainly didn't seem like he was about to pass up turning
me on enough to suck his dick! As soon as he closed the
door, I reached out and grabbed it, giving him a good feel.
He flinched and drew back.
   "Sorry. I...I guess I'm just not used to, you know,
having guys touch me," he explained, gushing.
   "You mean, you never messed with guys either?" I
shouldn't have been surprised, but I was.
   "Not me. Not since I was little anyways...doin' kid
stuff."
   "Really? I kinda thought..." I cut myself off.
   "You kinda thought what?" He had a slight look of
having been insulted. "That I was a fag like you?! Well,
you got it all wrong, fella. I'm no cocksucker, I just take
the pictures. I..." He took a deep breath. "Sorry, Sean. I
didn't mean to get upset and call you that."
   "Gee, Gilbert," I got a hurt expression on my face. "I
didn't know you felt like that. I thought we were going to
have a good time."
   "Well, hell, we can have a good time. It's just that
you oughta know that about me." He patted me on the
shoulder and led me in. "Come on. I edited the tape and...
everything's still the same...you can still blow me if you
want. I don't mind a guy blowing me. Lotsa guys let fag...
er, other fellas suck 'em off. I do all the time. I just
didn't want you gettin' the wrong idea, you know?"
   I nodded. "But I can't blow it if I can't touch it!" I
reached out and grabbed his crotch again, blatantly feeling
him up. He laughed.
   "Okay, peckerwipe. Let's go. All the cock you can eat,
and dirty movies too!" He led me to the couch and turned on
the TV and VCR. He sprawled across the couch, leaning
against a mound of pillows, offering me his crotch to lay
on. He flung his arm across the back of the sofa and used
his other to work the remote. I gave him a hungry look, and
settled between his legs, resting my head against his belly
while I put my hand on the massive pouch of his crotch.
   He'd really been creative with his editing. He
transposed different shots, left in the moans and some
talking, and added music that was good for the mood. I had
to admit that I looked good, and somehow the camera even
made my dick look a little bigger than it was. All the time
I kept working the raging hardon in his pants.
   He even spent as much time on his own sequence, and
left in all the words. 'You're the director!' he said,
tossing his legs up. It was an incredibly sexy scene.
Especially when he did the finger-fucking part in slow
motion to really sensuous music! Even Gilbert was getting
off on it. He'd loosened his jeans and slipped them down a
little. The head of his pecker was poking up out of the top
of his shorts. I kept dipping down to lick on his juicy
knob, teasing it, drawing up the sweet pre-cum!
   When the part where I sucked him came on, his dick
started to throb. He reached down and pulled his pants down
to his knees, letting it spring up. I pulled my own down,
freeing my hard cock. I grabbed his big cock and gave it
few strokes, then bent down and let my tongue run up and
down his shaft as we watched the big globs of cum spurt
from the head of his dick into my mouth. Everything he'd
said, from his first exclamation of surprise til the end of
my sucking, was cut out and covered over with music to make
it seem like he'd expected to get sucked off and was
gasping in pleasure. Of course, he had been gasping in
pleasure....but now it looked planned. All that happened
after that point he'd edited out.
   "Mmmm. You really like my pecker, doncha kid?"
   "Yes. I do. More'n anything!" I said, looking up at
him.
   "Pull off my pants and you can get right in there. I'll
rewind the tape and we can watch it again while you do me.
Did you like it?"
   "Yeah! You did a great job," I honestly admitted. "It's
almost like watching two other people. I'd sure like to see
some more hot movies with other guys sometime."
   "Yeah? Hold on, I got one you might like." He hopped
up, quickly yanking off his pants and shirt. He looked so
incredibly sexy walking around with that long, hard thing
sticking out in front of him. He bent down to a cassette
case, and I got a nice look at his butt as he squatted
there. I really wanted to go over there and put my finger
on his asshole and play with it, but I stayed where I was,
figuring he wouldn't like that. But then, why not? After
all, he'd stuffed his finger up that butt in the movie.
Brazenly, I got up and squatted down behind him and reached
under his bottom.
   "Do you mind if I...uh, play with you down here?" I
asked softly, just touching my finger to his puffy anus.
His body stayed rigid, but his asshole flinched at my
touch...opening and closing.
   "Hmm. Wanna play with my butthole, hunh? Sure...why
not? I'll stay like this and put the tape in. You get up
and take off your clothes. Then you can get back behind me
again."
   I jumped up and immediately started to strip while he
found the tape and reached over to insert it into the
player, swapping it with our tape. He finished before I
did, and just crouched there, looking over his shoulder
with a smile on his face. My own cock was swinging wildly
now and he acknowledged it. "Yep, nice pecker for a kid so
young."
   I grinned and got behind him, reaching fore and aft,
grabbing his big prick and sluicing my finger over his anus
while I rubbed my naked body against his. My hardon was
pushing against his thigh, but he didn't seem to mind. He
started the tape, and I looked over his shoulder at it, not
surprised to find it was a copy of the one with the two
guys 69ing before Robbie Wilson came in.
   "Aw, stroke that dick!" Gilbert sighed. "Go ahead, put
your finger in. You already know I like a finger up my
butt. Mmmm. Yeah."
   "I-is it alright?" I asked, loving the feel of his
squishy asshole.
   "Sure. I can take it. Jab it in! I always jack off with
a finger up my ass. Feels good jibbering my button while I
come."
   "Gee, don't come yet!" I pleaded.
   "Don't worry. I can hold off. Sometimes I jack off for
hours."
   He looked forward, enjoying my manipulations, as he
watched the guys dragging Robbie onto the bed. I pretended
I was too engrossed in what I was doing to him to even
notice. I worked my finger in and out of his asshole as it
got looser and more pliant. I stroked up and down his shaft
and rubbed all over his big balls. Boy, I was having a
great time, and my dick started to leak all over his
asscheek. He felt the wetness and reached back. Seeing what
it was, he smiled.
   "Turnin' you on, hunh?"
   "Yeah! This is fun!" I gasped.
   "Yeah, it is." He grabbed my prick in his hand and
rubbed my juice all over my knob, making me flinch.
   "Oh! Ooooh. Mmmm. Oh, Gilbert, don't make me come!"
   "That hot, hunh?" he laughed, letting my dick loose and
wiping his wet hand against his chest. He squinched his ass
off my finger and stood up, leaving me down there. "That
position's making me stiff." Then he laughed loudly,
realizing the double meaning. I started to get up, but he
pushed me back down."On second thought, stay like that and
lick my balls! Any kid that likes sucking cock must like
licking balls too. Do it, baby, give me a good ballwash!"
   I took a big suck on his knob poking me in the face,
then greedily thrust my face between his legs and lapped my
tongue all over his big nuts. It was the first time I was
able to get a really good whiff of his crotch smells, and
it was wonderful! I liked the smell of his balls and his
dick, and it make me wonder for a second what the other
side smelled like! Then I realized I could find out quite
easily. I sneakily worked my hand up around his balls and
put my nose right in the same place, smelling the finger
I'd just had up his ass! Whew! It was no rose garden I can
tell you, but who the fuck wanted to smell roses anyway? I
wanted to smell his butt! I guess I was giving myself
away...maybe I was sniffing too loudly...because he began
to chuckle.
   "Like that, hunh?" He grabbed my wrist and worked it
back between his legs. "Stick it back in there, baby. Work
it around and get a nice big smell on it!" He was practic-
ally sitting on my finger! Then he pulled off and held my
finger to my nose! "SMELL IT! Go ahead, get a good whiff of
my asshole!"
   I was kinda startled at the way he was wiping my grungy
finger across my upper lip and even into my nostrils!
   "Yeah. Ain't met a cocksucker yet that didn't get off
on the smell of my asshole! Breathe it in, baby. Wanna go
whole hog? Wanna put your face back there and lick my
asshole?"
   "I...I've never...!" I stammered.
   "I know. But you like it, don't you? I can tell you
like it. Here, lick it for me. I know you want to see it up
close, anyway, just from the movies you shot. Now's your
chance. Smell it, lick it, finger it out some more...hell,
get your face in there and suck on it if you want! Your...
uh, an older guy I know just loves to get his face in there
and suck out my asshole!"
   He'd turned and offered me his backside. He was even
holding it open for me. I nosed forward and took a big
whiff. Closer and closer I kept going until I'd rested my
nose right on his fragrant anus. Jeez! Sucking a guy's dick
was one thing...but I was on my knees smelling a guy's
asshole! And I was digging it! Yessir, enough to stick out
my tongue!
   "Aaaah! Lap my crack, man! Lap it up! Oh, don't get
upset by what I say, Sean. I just love havin' a cocksucker
back there licking my ass. Chicks don't do it, but fags...
man, they go crazy over a guy's butt!"
   Well, if what he was saying was true, then I knew for
sure that I was a fag cocksucker. Because the smell and
taste of his asshole was really neat and I wanted to do it
forever! But I had to made a quick decision, because out of
the corner of my eye I saw that Robbie was about to get his
ass fucked, and stupid Gilbert had put in a tape that had
Grandpa coming in at the end! I couldn't let that happen...
yet.
   "HEY!" I cried out, aghast. "I KNOW HIM...THAT'S ROBBIE
WILSON! He's in my English class!" Gilbert quickly
straightened up and stared at the television...frozen! He
suddenly realized what he'd done. He reached over and
stabbed at the buttons, finally shutting it off.
   "No, don't...I know him!" I started to fiddle with the
buttons. Gilbert quickly removed the tape.
   "Naw...just some guy that looked familiar. That tape
came from New York so it couldn't have been, see?"
   "So why'd you turn it off?" I demanded.
   "I just remembered it has a bad spot coming up...tape's
a little messed up. I didn't want it going over the heads.
Hell, we were having a good time, weren't we? And here you
are paying more attention to some old porno tape. How do
think that makes me feel?" He acted righteously offended...
and most of it was probably sincere. He had really been
enjoying my rimming as much as me.
   "I...I guess you're right, Gilbert. I'm sorry I broke
the mood. Can we start again?"
   "Aw, I don't know," he acted petulant...something that
didn't quite ring true with that massively hard prick
sticking out of his middle. He flopped onto the couch,
looking exasperated.
   Two could play that game. "Gee, Gilbert, I'm sorry I
ruined it. Maybe I'd just better go." I reached for my
pants.
   "Hey. Uh, don't you still wanna blow me?"
   "Sure, but not if you're gonna be a sourpuss. I thought
we were watching movies to get turned on."
   "I'm still turned on!" he chuckled, waving his big
dick. Then he knelt on the couch and opened his butt apart
again. He didn't say anything, he just looked back over his
shoulder, smiling as if he didn't have to say anything more
to coax me.
   He didn't have to say anything more to coax me. I
stared at his asshole and couldn't help licking my lips. I
got down and put my face back in there. I licked him for a
long while, then I asked him, "Do you lick assholes,
Gilbert?"
   "Hey, don't start that again. I told ya I'm not queer."
   "Girls have assholes," I gave him a big, long lick.
   "Oh, yeah. Well...sure, I mean it's kinda hard to eat
out a pussy and not dip down around that little nub once in
a while. You know what I mean? No, I guess you don't!" he
laughed.
   "So, then you do? Well, an asshole's an asshole, isn't
it? I could wrap myself all up in a sheet with only my ass
sticking out. You could lick me and pretend it's a girl!"
   He laughed loudly. "Hah! You're sharp, Sean. You got a
good argument there, 'cept I'd know, wouldn't I?"
   "Gee, you're sure a party pooper!" I giggled.
   "Really wanna get that butthole licked bad, doncha?"
   "No...I wanna get it licked GOOD!"
   "Sorry, chump...it won't be by ME! You'll have to get
your first buttlick from somebody else."
   "I guess so." I sounded disappointed. "Maybe I'll try
Robbie Wilson. I'm sure that was him in the film. Maybe
he'd like to make a movie with me. I'd sure like to do it
with somebody who likes it."
   "You're nuts, kid. But...maybe I could find a guy who'd
make a movie with you. Don't answer. If you're really
serious, lick twice!"
   I licked twice, and twice, and twice again! By the
third twice, I wasn't thinking about the movie--I was
thinking about the taste!
   "Mmmm. Why don't you stick a finger in, too? But keep
licking!"
   I knew what that meant as well as he did. Still, I
slipped my index finger up his wet chute and kept licking
around his asshole while I moved it in and out. His butt
taste was getting a bit stronger, but I didn't mind. I
thought of Grandpa, and wondered again if enjoying this
type of thing ran in the family. For a moment, I pictured
myself in this position as Gilbert took a shit, imagining
what I'd do. Nothing, I decided. I'd leave that stuff to
Grandpa! I constantly kept checking my finger for any
telltale signs of shit, but while it tasted increasingly
more pungent, it wasn't coming out brown! So I kept at it.
   As Gilbert's hole became looser, I slipped another
finger in there and squished it around. He not only didn't
mind my brashness, he gave out a satisfied moan and
squeezed down on them, before opening up even more so I
could dig in deeper!
   "Gilbert?" I asked, excitedly, "if you like this so
much, why wouldn't you like a cock in there? My cock's no
thicker, and I can tell you can take my length--easily!"
   "Probably so, kid, but I told you..."
   "I know, you're not queer," I said exasperated, making
him laugh.
   "Well, I guess you're not that big. And I've thought
about it. Just in passing, mind you. Every guy wonders what
a cock would feel like up his ass. But doing it is some-
thing else."
   "I won't think you're queer, Gilbert," I promised.
"I'll know that you're just a guy that wants to see what it
feels like. Sorta like if you pretended I had longer
fingers, you know?"
   "Ha, ha! Alright you fuckin' horny kid. I don't hafta
pretend that much. I'm not that sensitive! Go ahead, stick
that pecker up my butt. But spit on it real good, willa?
And you'd better keep your trap shut about this!"
   "Oh, I will Gilbert, I will!" I gasped excitedly,
quickly collecting a mouthful of spit and working it over
my cock. I was going to get me my first piece of ass! REAL
ASS! I stood up and held him by the hips, gently rubbing my
prick up and down his asscrease.
   "Listen, pricklick," he warned. "You know what the word
'slow' means, so don't give me no shit about being unable
to control yourself. I'll grit my teeth until you get your
knob in, but once you do stop in your tracks and let me
catch my breath. You go shovin' that thing all the way up
my ass and I'll throw you off and toss you up against the
wall! You hear me?"
   "Y-yes, Gilbert! I'll go real slow, I promise. I don't
want to have to take it out. I'll go just as slow as you
want."
   "Alright. Go ahead and start. Poke that fucker's head
in."
   I sluiced my wet knob over his squishly asslips,
holding my shaft tightly and aiming it straight. Then I
pushed just enough for the head of my dick to enter. Oh,
the sensation! I knew why he'd warned me. I had an over-
whelming desire to pull that round anus tight up to my
balls! I stayed in place, but nearly came just from the
sight of seeing my prick sticking in his ass!
   "Uggh! Sssshoo! OK, that's not so bad. Let me relax.
Alright, go ahead. But if you feel me clamp down, you
stop!"
   "I will," I promised, pressing forward, feeling the
delicious heat of his rectum surround my throbbing cock. It
was glorious! Like fucking into butter! When I felt his
anal ring clamp tightly around my shaft, I instantly
stopped.
   "Hold it. I can't take much more. How much you got in
there, about three inches?"
   "Uh, no, Gilbert. I've got my whole prick up your
ass." I gasped.
   "Hunh? You're shittin' me!"
   "No, honest. It's all the way in, and man--does it feel
good!"
   "I'll be damned! Well, stroke a little bit. Let's see
what this is gonna be like." I moved back and forth
slightly. "Well, go ahead!"
   "I am," I replied, smiling to myself. This butch stud
was so worried about getting shafted, and here I am balls
deep and he can't even feel it! "Stay loose and let me try
something," I suggested.
   "Mmmm. That feels decent. You can keep that up for a
while."
   "Uh, I don't wanna burst your bubble, Gilbert," I
giggled, "but I'm fucking you. My cock's going all the way
in and nearly all the way out. You like that, hunh?"
   "Uh, well, yeah...it's alright." He subtly started to
push back onto my prick. "OK, it feels good. Is that what
you wanna hear?"
   "Sure. I w-want you to like it, too. I want you to LOVE
it, so I can really FUCK! Mmmm. FUCK FUCK FUCK!" I cried,
wanting to tear loose.
   He chuckled. "OK, kid. You wanna fucky fucky? Seems
like I can handle it alright. Hell, yes. I can take any-
thing you can dish out. Guess we're both virgins right now,
and here we are connected prick to ass. Let's make it good.
FUCK ME, KID!"
   "Oooh, yeah!" I started out slowly, then built to where
I was pistoning in and out rapidly. He really started to
shake his ass then! He was meeting every stroke, even
driving my prick into him farther than I was trying to. He
reached back and grabbed my ass, pulling me tightly against
him on each downstroke.
   "Aaah! That's nice..that's fuckin' nice, man! Shit, I
wish you had a couple more inches! You believe that?"
   "Me, too, Gilbert. But what I've got is sure feeling
great!"
   "You're telling me. I...I just didn't know. GAWD, DRIVE
THAT FUCKER UP MY ASS! HARDER, MAN, HARDER!" He dropped his
head down. "JEEZ! FUCK THE EVERLOVIN' SHIT OUTTA ME, BABY!
IT'S WONDERFUL!"
   "I'm...I'm gonna come soon, Gilbert," I gasped. "It's
too good!"
   "That's alright, kid. I understand. I'm about ready to
pop myself. We'll do this again some time, for sure. Yeah,
that's it...grab my hips and pound me! SHOOT THAT HOT JIZZ
UP MY FUCKIN' CUNT!"
   I don't know why, but when he lewdly referred to his
asshole as his cunt, I went over the edge. I jibbered his
hole so fast my cock was a blurr. I cried out loudly as I
spritzed over and over. "AAAAH! OOOH! EEERRR! NNNGGGHHH!"
   He was rapidly jacking his prick. I was catching my
breath as my prick began to deflate.
   "Mmmm. Slip it out! I...I can hold off long enough. Let
me turn over!" My prick slipped out with a lewd, moist pop.
Gilbert quickly layed back and spread his legs. He held his
big cock straight up, furiously masturbating it and ordered
me down on it. "SUCK IT, BABY, QUICK...SUCK ME OFF! BLOW MY
BIG COCK!"
   I bent over him and took his leaking knob between my
lips. When he put his hand on the back of my head I was
afraid he was going to shove it straight down my throat.
But he held me gingerly, having enough sense to realize
that letting me go at it myself would give him even greater
pleasure. As soon as my fear dissipated, I hungrily sucked
on his knob and took as much of his long shaft as I
could...steadily taking more on each stroke, until I was
giving him a rather thorough blowjob--if I do say so
myself. He thought so too, as he humped his ass upward and
shot in my mouth over and over again, until the cream was
running out from between my lips. I simply couldn't hold it
all. I didn't have the experience to gulp it down fast
enough. But I made up for it by licking it off his shaft
and cleaning his balls. I even scooped up a few globs from
his pubic hair. I made sure to get it all!
   "Uggh. Whew! Pretty decent, kid. Remember, though, you
keep your mouth shut about this."
   "I will, Gilbert. I said I would."
   "I know you will," he smiled. "You want to do it again,
doncha?"
   "Oh, Gilbert," I gushed, "I could fuck you six times a
day!"
   "Hmmm. Greedy little bastard, aren't ya? Tit for tat,
Keemo Sabe! Sure, I'll let you fuck me again."
   "GREAT!"
   "But not until I see you sitting on my lap bouncing
your little ass up and down on my shaft begging for more!"
   "Gee, Gilbert," I said, slyly, "I wanna try it. And I'm
sure I'll learn to like it, too. But as big as your prick
is...I don't think I'll ever beg for more. That thing'll
wreck me as it is!"
   "Kid," he rustled my hair, "you did what I asked. You
went slow, and you made me dig it. I'll treat ya the same.
You don't hafta be afraid of my cock. Just from this one
time, I can tell that once you get used to accepting it,
your body just goes apeshit and says MORE!"
   I lovingly stroked his long, floppy cock and joked,
"Yeah, but if I had this whole thing up my ass, I wouldn't
be able to ask for more. It'll be coming up the back of my
throat and choking me!"
   He laughed and reached up to pinch me on the ass. Then
he layed back and pulled his legs up. "Hey, you wanna
smooch my butthole now?"
   I thought he was kidding until I saw the gleam in his
eyes. He was quite serious. He wanted to see me do it--lick
his ass after a fuck! I'd shot my wad and really wasn't in
the mood. I shook my head.
   "Aw, come on. You know you love it."
   "Sure I love it. But now you're just trying to get me
to do it so I know who's boss, right? Cause I fucked you!"
   "Yeah, you're right." He put his legs down, feeling
foolish. He shrugged, with a little boy grin on his face.
"Sorry."
   I smiled. "You really want me to, don't you? You think
it's dirty, and you like to see me do dirty things, hunh?"
   He nodded. "Really turns me on, kid!"
   I thought I'd seen something when he had his legs back
before, so I said, "Lift 'em, Gilbert. Let's take a look."
   "You don't hafta," he said, pulling them back anyway.
   "I know," I said pointedly, so he'd get the message,
"so I will. Besides..." I stared at his wet hole, "there's
some yummy-looking white stuff running out of there!"
   "Oh, jeez! Am I leaking?"
   I didn't answer. I got right down there and started to
lick it up! It was my own cum...but it was warm and tasty!
His hole was mushy and still quite loose. I couldn't stop
myself from slipping my tongue a ways inside. I could taste
his asshole juice, too. I liked that. Especially mixed with
my sweet cream. More poured out, so I kept on lapping it up.
   Gilbert glared devilishly at me. "You are a dirty kid,
aren't you? Wrap your lips around my asshole. I'll squirt
it in your mouth!!"
   I fell onto him, pushing his thighs back, and did just
that! I sucked his whole anus into my mouth and felt it
flower open as he pressed down. Hot gushes of cum slithered
onto my tongue. I gulped it down and started to suck his
anus--drawing it all out!
   "OOOH, SUCK IT, SEAN! YEAH, MMMM, SUCK OUT MY ASSHOLE!"

(To Be Continued)


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