Date: Wed, 24 Mar 2004 18:52:38 -0500
From: Dickbreath Danny <danny@readersadvice.com>
Subject: Double-Dog Dare (Bb nc oral ws)

Disclaimer: contains sex between teenagers & a young boy. If this
offends you, stop reading!


 From the Adventures of Dickbreath Danny

DOUBLE-DOG DARE

When Danny was seven years old, he did something stupid behind
the Middle School.

It was a cold February day, with half a foot of old snow on the
ground and a wicked north wind that froze every bit of standing
water solid. Danny had stayed late after school, playing with his
buddies until their parents picked them up, then set out on his normal
walk home.

Danny's route carried him past the back of the Middle School, and
he saw a few older boys hanging around the back steps. As he
approached, one of them moved toward him. Danny recognized
Jerome Koppeleman, the biggest and strongest of the sixth-graders.
Koppleman lived a few doors down from Danny. Other kids told stories
of being bullied by the muscular, brown-haired older boy, but Danny
had not had any trouble with him. Not yet.

"Hey, Danny, come on over here," Koppleman called, waving.

Danny stopped. "I have to get home."

"Oh, come on, I know your Mom won't be home for another hour.
Come over here, we have something cool to show you."

Danny's brow furrowed. Koppleman was right, Mom wouldn't be home
for a while. And he didn't want the big kids to think he was scared. "Okay,
but just for a little bit." He picked his way across the snowy yard.
Koppleman and two of his friends stood on the concrete steps that led
into the school cafeteria. A metal railing, flat on the top, ran down the
middle of the steps.

"Okay, what do you want to show me?" Danny asked, trying to
sound brave.

"Look at this." Koppleman pointed to the railing. At this end, it stood
about as tall as Danny's chin. A round metal post held it up.

Danny looked, frowning."What? All I see is the railing."

"That's the thing," Koppleman said. "Bobby here was just saying that,
cold as it is, if someone were to put their tongue on that metal, it
would freeze there."

"Jeepers, it sounds dangerous."

Koppleman shook his head. "Nah, Bobby's wrong. Kevin and I just tried
it, and if you work up enough spit first, your tongue doesn't get
frozen at all." Koppleman lowered his voice. "The thing is, it feels
really cool against your tongue. Kinda fizzy, like Pop Rocks." He
drew back from Danny. "But I guess you're scared to try it."

"I'm not scared," Danny protested.

Koppleman smiled, and the other two boys leaned closer. "Okay,
then, try it."

"I don't wanna."

"I knew it, guys. He is chicken."

"No, I'm not."

"I dare you."

"No."

"I double-dog dare you."

Danny looked from one face to the other. All were egging him on. "All
right. How do I do it?"

"First, work up a lot of spit on your tongue. Then just stick it out
and lick right here." Koppleman pointed to the end of the railing.
"You're just the right height. We had to bend over."

"O-Okay." Danny worked his tongue, getting his mouth full of spit.
Trembling a little, he moved forward, opened his mouth, and stuck out
his tongue. "That's it," Koppleman encouraged him. "That's the best
spot, right there."

Danny's tngue contacted the metal. It didn't feel fizzy...it just felt
cold. Very cold. He should have known that Koppleman was lying to him.

Danny tried to move his tongue, but couldn't. It was stuck to the
railing...frozen solid.

"Guyth," he said, "My tongue ith thuck." He pulled, but his tongue was
stuck fast. "I can't get my tongue looth."

Koppleman smiled. "Huh, maybe you didn't have enough spit." He
exhcnaged glances with his friends. "What are we going to do about
this, guys?"

Kevin Norwood held up a pocket knife. "Cut it off?"

Danny lurched in alarm, tugging vainly. "No! Help. Help!" One tear,
then another, rolled down his face, then he started to cry.

Kevin's hand shot across Danny's mouth. "Jesus, kid, shut up. You want
someone to hear you?"

That was exactly what Danny wanted. He tried to squirm free, but
between his stuck tongue and Kevin's strong hand across his mouth, he
couldn't move. "Hey, Kopp, gimme something to stick in his mouth to
keep him quiet."

Koppleman smiled an evil smile. "I have just the thing." His hands
went to his zipper, and in half a second he had his pee-pee out.
"Here, give me a boost."

With the third boy's help, Koppleman straddled the railing, so that
his crotch was right in front of Danny's face. The boy's pee-pee was
huge, far bigger than Danny's little wee-wee. The rounded head, the
size of a walnut or larger, perched at the end of a thick shaft at
least four or five inches long. Beneath, Koppleman's ample nuts in
their wrinkled sack touched the bare metal. Koppleman unbottoned his
fly, spreading it to show a downy fuzz of hair above his pee-pee.

"Open up, Danny," Koppleman said. "Maybe some heat will get your
tongue loose." Without waiting for Danny's answer. Koppleman slid
forward on the railing. Kevin moved his hand aside, and Danny's mouth
was suddenly full of Koppleman's warm flesh.

The fat head pushed against Danny's tongue, then hit his throat. Danny
gagged, but Koppleman just grabbed the back of his head and slid
further. Danny tried to pull away, but his tongue was still frozen to
the railing and he couldn't escape the older boy's oral punishment.

Laughing, Koppleman rocked his hips back and forth, moving his dick in
and out of Danny's mouth. With each thrust, the dick seemed to grow
larger, harder. Koppleman's grip on Danny's head tightened, and the
boy started panting. At last, after a few minutes of frenzied
hip-bucking, Koppleman thrust deeply and Danny felt his mouth filling
with warm liquid.

At first Danny was afraid that Koppleman was peeing in his mouth...but
then he tasted the gooey fluid, and relaxed. Why, it tasted just like
the white stuff that shot from Unca Bob's dick, on those times that
Unca Bob had let Danny play with his big prick. Unca Bob called it
"spooge." Danny loved licking the warm spooge up from Unca Bob's
stomach and from the head of his prick. He swallowed, closing his lip
around Koppleman's dick and sucking the rest of the spooge from the
big boy's now-hard rod.

Koppleman pulled his dick out of Danny's mouth, and ran a hand almost
tenderly over Danny's cheek. "So you like that, huh? Don't worry,
you'll get a lot more from now on." Koppleman swung his leg over
Danny's head and hopped down from the railing.

"Hey, Kopp, can I try now?"

"Sure." Together, the other boys lifted Kevin into position. Kevin's
pee-pee was not as long or wide as Koppleman's, and he only produced a
thin trickle of spooge. Next was Bobby's turn -- although he pumped his
hard pee-pee in and out of Danny's mouth for five minutes, Bobby was
unable to produce any spooge. The other two boys finally pulled him down
from the railing.

"You've had long enough, Bobby. We'll try again in a few days. I think
Danny is going to come back for another go, isn't he?"

"Okay, but my tounge ith thill thuck." Danny's mouth was gooey with
spooge, and his tongue hurt something terrible from all the pulling.

"Oh, I think we can take care of that. Here." Koppleman stood on the
steps above Danny, and took his pee-pee in his hand. It was limp now.
He aimed it at Danny's tongue. "Hold still, I'll melt it off for you."

"No." Danny tried to pull away, but couldn't. Seconds later, a stream
of hot piss jetted from Koppleman's weiner, landing on Danny's
outstretched tongue. Quickly, the other two boys joined in, spraying
Danny's tongue and face with their steaming pee.

Maybe it was the warmth, maybe the liquid...but Danny's tongue started
to move, and after a few seconds he felt it pulling loose from the
railing. He fell backward, and Koppleman kept on target, piss
streaming against Danny's mouth even as he tumbled into the snow.

Laughing, the bigger boys ran off. At the last minute, Koppleman
turned and said, "I'll see you here the day after tomorrow, same
time." Then he was gone.

Laying in the snow, Danny licked his lips, and decided that he would
definitely keep the appointment.

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