Date: Fri, 12 Mar 2010 18:54:23 -0500
From: Tommy B <tommy.b1989@hotmail.com>
Subject: timmys-tent-3

This is my favorite story so far.  Also, I found a pic on Flicker that
totally reminds me of Bill's butt.  I used it for inspiration when I was
editing these stories.  You can take a look at:

http://www.flickr.com/photos/41479242@N07/3824128134/

I'll need to take a break after posting this story so watch for more
installments next week.  I like the emails, dudes.  I'm 21 now so you can
be as explicit as you like.


Timmy's Tent

Chapter 3

Now I know you must be thinking all I did was fuck at such a young age.
But basically these events were few and far between.  I mean after all I
was just a boy and usually just played.  I played shortstop on my little
league team and mainly hung out down by the creek in my town or out in the
fields.  I'm just telling you the sex things that happened back then before
I reached puberty and was totally horned up all the time.  Really other
than my boycrush on Bill I didn't think much about sex, other than trying
to learn about it, looking at dirty magazines and stuff.  Something about
Timmy's brothers though really did something to me. It seemed like anytime
I was around them, they'd be half naked.  They liked to wear briefs and
their thick hung cocks put on quite a show behind thin white cotton.  It
always looked like those guys were half hard.  And they liked to wander the
hall way naked after their showers, thick cocks swinging over huge low
hanging balls.  The whole family was hung including Timmy.

The summer went on without much happening.  Funny that no one would ever
guess Nate and Brad did all that sex stuff together.  I mean they looked
like just regular teen boys into sports.  It seems that their sexlife with
Bill was pretty exclusive and private but that's all I knew when I was that
age.  They never mentioned the tent episode at all and were real nice to me
all the time.  I wondered if they thought they might get in trouble for
messing around with a little boy like me.  Of course I told no one, cause I
really liked what had happened.  I guess I kinda hoped it would happen
again but I was way too shy to initiate anything.

A few weeks after the tent thing, I was shooting some hoops in our
driveway.  Timmy had gone to his grandma's house who lived about 30 miles
away in the country.  She was sick so his Mom didn't want a carload of
noisy boys but took Tim along for company.  I was sweaty and kinda tired
and sat on the curb to cool down when Bill rode up on his bike.  "Hey
sport, you wanna go help me mow my aunt's lawn?  It won't take long." I
went in and told my Mom where I was going and started to get my bike.
"Just hop on behind me, little guy."

Bill was in cutoff jeans that were shorter than what we usually wore.  When
I got on the bike, I noticed a big hole in the back where the pocket had
torn and Bill's smooth teen buttskin was visible through the rip.  The ride
wasn't far, just out of town.  I had my hands on the back bar of the seat
when Bill reached a hand back and grabbed mine and said, "It'll be safer if
you hold my waist." He pulled my hand down low just by his crotch and I put
my other one on his hipbone and scooted close in.  I could smell his rich
male scent coming from his armpits where his arms were extended on the
handle bars and I moved my left hand down further so now both hands were
holding on with my fingers in his groin.  Bill reached down and covered my
right hand with his, petting it back and forth while his long fingers
rubbed across the tight bulge in his shorts.

"Aunt Nancy's not home.  This won't take long. You can mow and I'll start
trimming." We got the keys from a flower pot and let ourselves into the
garage which was an old style small barn set apart from the house. Bill was
right.  We had the whole lawn done in an hour.  We took the time to cool
off in the shade then wet ourselves down at an old pump behind the garage.
There was an old metal can and Bill poured water over his head and it
streamed down his muscled teen body.  I hadn't noticed before but there was
a second hole to the right of his crotch fairly high and it was large
enough that I could see his thick brown bush and just a little bit of his
cock which hung that way.  The water made his shorts cling and I could make
out the clear outline of his plump teen dick hanging along his right thigh.

"Let me do you, little buddy." I still was just in my soccer shorts and
Bill poured a can of water over my head.  The coolness felt really good and
as Bill poured a second can, he moved in close behind me, putting an arm
around my waist and pulling me close to his body.  I felt his plumped up
cock against my ass through the thin nylon of my shorts and my back was up
against his sweaty muscular chest.  I squirmed just a bit, rubbing against
his half hard dick and he slid his hand down my waist until his fingers
were right by my dick which had boned up from the body contact.  "You're
all wet, little dude," he whispered as he rubbed his cheek along the side
of my neck, nuzzling me with his sweet lips.

"Yeah, it cooled me down a lot, " I said.  "Yeah but it's got me all hot"
said Bill.

I was always putty in his hands as I was never sure where these things were
headed.  It was obvious Timmy's brother had a thing for All American boys
like himself and I was one.  "There's a place in the barn where it's cool
and we could take a nap," Bill said.  I followed him into the barn and he
slid the wood doors behind us.  It was fairly dark in the barn and not as
hot as I thought it would be.  I followed Bill to the back and he opened a
padlocked door with a key he got from under a rusty can.  "I like it in
here."

The room through the door was a caretaker's room, with a sleeping cot and a
little table on one side and work benches with tools along the other wall.
Bill shut the door and I noticed he slid a hooked nail through the padlock
on the inside of the door.  Bill went over to the cot and unzipped his
cutoffs then slid the wet shorts off.  Bending over, I admired his sleek
muscled ass and his built back muscles. "Don't want to get things wet."
Bill sat on the side of the cot with his legs spread his thick piece of
teen flesh hanging down at least 6 inches but with a slight arch as he was
boning up.

"C'mon little puppy, let's get you out of those shorts." I walked over and
stood between Bill's muscular legs and he reached out, sliding my silky
nylon soccer shorts down to my ankles leaving me bareass naked in front of
him, my boycock arched up against my belly, completely hard.  "Do you ever
not have a hardon, boy?" I just smiled as Bill slid his hands down my back
until he cupped each of my smooth white boycheeks in his hands.  He pulled
me in close to his groin which trapped his hardening cock in a downward
position right against my smooth pubic area, so that his thickening meat
was rising up under my smooth tender balls.  He rocked back and forth as
his big teen dick began to elongate to its full 8 inches.

"Ride the pony, boy," he joked as his cock stuck straight between my legs,
the hard shaft of it between my smooth cheeks.  I squatted down then
trapped the hard meat between my legs and buttcheeks tightly.  Then I began
moving forward and back, essentially jacking his huge teenmeat with my
tight ass.

Bill pulled me closer and started licking my chest, taking time to nip my
boy nipples between his teeth then licking up my neck until he was face to
face with me.  "If you don't want any of this to happen, little guy, you
just tell me and I'll stop." He looked so serious, his deep blue eyes
showing concern for me before leaning in and planting his lips on my sweet
boymouth.  I had to sigh as his tongue passed between my lips and began
tracing circles from my top lip around to the bottom lip.  Finally, I
slipped my tongue out and Bill gripped it between his lips and began slowly
sucking my young tongue.

I reached behind me to feel where his cock was.  I couldn't believe how far
out it stuck from my ass.  All the way through my legs and ass and still
enough for me to grip some shaft and to slowly slide his fat foreskin back
and forth over his hardon. As Bill continued kissing me I grabbed his
steamy jockboy cock and raising up again, ran the dripping prickhead along
my asscrack, wetting my cherry boyhole with hot precum.

Bill moaned in my mouth and arched his pelvis and I felt the blunt head of
his fat prick poke at the tender flesh of my tight hole.  I grinded back
and forth enjoying the feel of his smooth head leaking more spunk against
my wet slimy hole.  A few times I sat hard and felt the cockhead trying to
open my tight virgin rectum, then I'd squirm and let the dickhead slide
further up between my smooth spunked up asstrench.  At the same time, I
leaned down and latched my mouth on Bill's tiny brown nipple, then licking
to the other side, nibbled at the nipple there.

Bill was gently handling me, holding my ass to move it to places his cock
needed attention the most.  I slipped my head to the side and put my face
squarely in his left armpit, inhaling and savoring his musky body scent
made stronger by the manual labor.  Tentatively I touched my tongue to his
hairy pit and began licking up the salty flavor, occasionally slipping out
to lick his nipple the back to nosing his teenmale aroma in his sweaty
armpit.

"Baby, that's a sweet fucking ass. I wanna make it better for you." Bill
unentangled our bodies and picked me up in his arms.  I wrapped my legs
around his waist which spread my tender boycheeks leaving my tight smooth
anus totally exposed.  Bill resumed kissing me while he hunched his cock
along my crack making it wetter and wetter with his teenspunk.  One hand
was cupping my ass and his finger was playing with my tight hole,
alternating between fingering it open and squeezing his fat cockhead
against it so that more of his steady leaking precum slicked up my tiny
boyhole.

The barn room was filled with the thick smells of rich teen sperm and the
sweet boy smell of my ass.  My hole was so wet and slimy that as Bill
wrestled my tongue with his, he slipped his largest middle finger in to the
first knuckle.  I moaned and tried to slide further down on it as there was
no pain and I only longed to feel those feelings I had in the tent.  As he
kissed me deeply, he started a fucking motion moving his thick finger in
and out of my hole.  Occasionally he pulled out to replace it with another
wet finger and sometimes he pulled out and reached under to tug my smooth
nutsack which was dripping with teensauce from Bill's horny cockmeat.

Turning toward the cot, Bill laid me gently down with a feather pillow
under my head.  He stood over me for a few minutes, stroking his thick
hardon and tugging on his beefy low hanging nuts.  He was covered with a
sheen of sweat, and a thick line of cockdrool hung from his drooling piss
slit dangling almost to the floor.

Kneeling down in the hay, Bill lifted my legs so my ankles were up by my
head.  "You're gonna love this, baby boy." He smiled sweetly before
lowering his head to between my legs.  Funny I never minded Bill calling me
baby names.  It seemed he liked to play up our age difference which was
fine with me.  I felt his tongue lap at my smooth ballsack then slide the
length of my hardon until his lips closed over the pink head of my cock.
He tongued it for awhile sinking the length of my boymeat in and out of his
hot sucking mouth. Then tracing back down my balls, he centered the tip of
his tongue against my tight pucker.

My hole had already responded to all the attention from Bill's cock and his
fingers.  So when Bill stiffened his tongue and plunged forward, I felt the
hot flesh of his tongue spread my willing boyhole and plunge inside me.
Bill began to tongue fuck my sensitive asshole while his finger circled the
delicate opening.  I couldn't stop squirming as his tongue motions went
faster and faster.  His warm teenage hand, which had scooped a dollop of
wet sexjuice from his cock now was placed on my 5 inch cock and I began
fucking into his wet fist in time with the rimming of my young hole.

I began to pant harder and harder as Bill's tongue went deeper into my
hairless butthole.  Suddenly with all my might I spread my legs and thrust
up.  Bill's mouth latched to my asshole and held as I pumped my cock
through his fist over and over, feeling incredible rushes of pleasure
through my whole body.  I thought it would never end but I finally came
back to earth. Bill had pulled his tongue out and was slowly lapping his
juices from my tight wet anus, occasionally sticking a finger into the
slightly open tongue fucked hole.

He crawled up beside me on the cot and held me on my side.  His cock was
still rockhard and he slowly rubbed it along my smooth bubble butt, coating
the cheeks and my crack with more of his sperm smelling juices.  He was
kissing the side of my neck and slowly rubbing my still hard boycock then
whispered in my ear, "Tommy, remember watching me fuck Brad in the tent?" I
nodded.  "Tommy, I'd rather be fucking you.  Would you like that, baby?" I
nodded again.  "Let's stay like this. If I hurt you too much, you stop me,
cute boy. OK?" I couldn't say anything but nodded.

He had one arm around my chest holding me tight against his muscular chest.
With the other arm he lifted my leg up in the air, exposing my youthful
balls hanging down by my tender young hole.  His thick teen horsedick that
had been rubbing in my crack was pulled back and the thick cockhead, fully
uncovered by Bill's arousal , was centered right on my willing boyhole.
Bill started rocking back and forth and I felt his teenspunk coating my
hole again.  His hand slid down my leg and pulled my buttcheek further
apart, stretching my hole wide open as he applied pressure.

"Relax, little Tommy.  Relax your hole like when you take a shit." I was
afraid poop would slide out but did what he said as I felt more pressure
and Bill moaning.  My hole seemed to open and swallow in his whole dickhead
at once.  The teen boy slowed and rubbed one hand up and down my chest
while the other caressed my buttcheek.  Believe it or not, I didn't feel
any pain despite how big he was.

"Shit, this is so awesome, little buddy." He started squirming a bit and a
few inches of his teen bone slid into my tight chute.  I moaned and he
asked if it hurt but I was moaning cause it really felt good.  I really
couldn't see what was going on but felt as inch by inch, young Bill fed me
his hot teen cock there in the barn.  He was saying sweet things to me the
whole time, and finally I felt his thick bush against my ass.  "You got the
whole thing, baby. "

I couldn't believe, knowing how big his dick was that it was inside of me.
"Anytime you want, you just fuck yourself on my big meat.  I'll let you do
it first to get used to it." I pulled forward a bit then slid my ass back
on the thick teenrod. I had Bill lower my leg down and felt I had more
control with both feet on the cot as I squirmed my stuffed ass on the hot
young prick, trying to get as much of it in as possible.  It was so much
better than his tongue and hit spots inside that made me not know what I
was feeling.  Of course, the whole time, I was boned up and never lost my
little boy hardon while my friend's teen brother fucked the shit out of me.

Bill kept his long dick lodged up my boyass but turned me over so I was on
my back.  Lifting my head I could finally see past my smooth boymeat to the
place where Bill's sportboy cock was deep in my ass.  Bill pushed up on his
arms and began fucking my tight hole, pulling almost all the way back
before sliding in til his hairy pubes met my smooth ones.  I reached down
and grabbed his hard muscled ass, pulling him deeper into my tiny no longer
virgin boyhole.  I could feel Bill's lowhanging teenballs slapping my
asscheeks as they hung low in the heat of the barn.

A few times Bill pulled fully out leaving my now used fuckhole wide open
then he leaned down and tongued my little gaping cherry hole, licking up my
boyass juices and his hot teenspunk juices.  Then he would plunge his
incredibly hard dick back in until his balls were tight against my flesh.
He seemed like an expert at fucking and I wondered how he got so good at
it.

I could tell Bill was getting close to cumming by his breathing and the way
his chest turned red just like when he fucked Brad in the tent.  I
tightened the inside of my asshole and felt the waves of another little boy
dry cum sweep over me.  Bill slammed into me as deep as he could and threw
his head back as he shot his thick rich teensperm deep in my tight
boypussy.  He pulled out as he continued spewing huge globs of thick teen
jockcum, coating my well-used, puffy pink asshole with his spooge.  The he
slowly slid his still rockhard, messy dick into my hole again, fucking in
and out as it softened in my canal.

Bill leaned down and kissed every part of my face and mouth over and over,
still with his 15 year old cock way up inside me.  He smiled and lifted up
as his cock pulled out with a wet plop.  He wormed a finger in and out of
my tired hole, then brought it up to my nose.  He knew I was into smells
and his finger had the rich aroma of my inner ass and his sperm.  Looking
me in the eye, he slid the finger in his mouth and sucked every drop off,
then sunk it in my ass again and held it up for me to taste.  I felt so
nasty but loved what we had done.  Of course I got the standard lecture not
to tell.

Bill told me that he and his cousin had always come to this spot to fuck
when he was younger.  Bill must have started early.  His cousin was at
least 6 years older than Bill.  He showed me where his uncle kept
fuckmagazines behind one of the boards in the wall that he and his cousin
had stroked to.  As he walked around I loved watching his smooth muscular
body, his long cock with the skin now covering the head, but most of all
his tight muscular butt.  It was a thing of beauty, slightly tan although
lighter than his deeply tanned back and legs.

Bill came over and talked about leaving then picked up his wet cutoffs
shaking the straw off.  I had something in my mind and had the courage to
tell him.  "Bill, remember that day at the river when we gave you the
massage." "Yeah, little buddy, awesome!" " I really liked playing with your
butthole.  I've not seen it much and wondered if I could look at it up
close." "Fuck yeah!  Anything for you, my little fuckbud.  Man, you let me
pop your cherry. You can do anything you want with this jockbutt. Here."

With this he got on his hands and knees on the cot with that incredible
teen butt in the air.  "It's all yours, sport." I couldn't believe the
sight.  He was lying flat at the river and I didn't have the best view. His
legs now were spread apart and his tight smooth asscheeks were spread apart
but still tight enough to obscure the view of his rosebud.  His egg sized
lowhangers hung down almost 4 inches, but his thick cockhead enclosed in
its thick sheath hung down at least 2 more inches.

I walked to the cot and wrapped my small hand around his whole junk,
grabbing his nutsack and his dangling meat in my palm.  As I tugged down I
heard Bill exhale a large breath of air and I felt blood start to engorge
the shaft of his randy cock.  I let go of his nuts and tugged down on the
full length of his hardening cock with one hand.  With the other, I
squeezed his thick foreskin and stretched it down past the head as far as
it would reach which was at least another 2 inches.  His teen shaft started
to rise and I had to reach through his legs to follow it, jacking the hard
cock, moving the soft foreskin up and down on his sensitive knobhead.

When I had him fully hard and leaking precum, I pulled up a little stool
from beside the bed and sat behind his upturned jockbutt.  Leaning forward
I took tentative swipes with my tongue along the sides of his crack while I
resumed jacking his hard meat.  Sometimes I'd slip my small boytongue
further in until it almost made conatct with the depths of his muscular
trench, at times, I'd run my tongue the lengths of the smooth crack and
further down along his nutsack.  He moaned particularly loud when I would
jack his cock while using my tongue to bat his fat nuts back and forth.
After a lot of this tongue work I went for my goal.

Bill was enjoying this so much that he dropped his head down on his arms
which pushed his young ass further in the air.  I used my hands and pulled
the slim muscular cheeks apart taking a whiff of his pungent sweaty ass and
the sweet scent of his teenhole.  There in the middle of his muscled crack
was his pink wrinkled hole which I had fingered twice before but never been
close to.  Leaning in, I put my nose right against his beautiful pink
pucker, taking whiffs of his aroma so much stronger than my own.

I knew what I wanted and, after teasing his hole with my finger to where he
was moaning for me to put it in, I lapped my tongue across the tender young
flesh of his jockboy asshole.  Bill let out a long groan "YYYYEEEEESSSSS!"
and began to squirm his muscled ass from side to side working my tongue
deeper in his sweaty crack so that the tip began to open up his sweet hole.
My mind was spinning as I was immersed in the smells of his smooth scrotum
and the richer smell of his hot ass.  I pushed harder with the tip of my
tongue and felt it slip into the tight pucker.

Bill began to rock back and forth fucking his tight jockhole on my tongue
while he jacked his big sportcock which had boned back up to a full hard.
A few times I pulled my tongue away and sucked on the pretty pink flesh of
his teenhole, then worked my finger in and out.  Bill pushed his fully hard
erection down between his legs and, keeping my finger working in and out of
his fuckhole, I traced my tongue down along his low hanging, sperm loaded
balls.  I took the time to suck a big smooth nut into my mouth and tongued
it before sliding further under him and trapped his now dripping cockhead
between my lips.

Bill raised up further on his arms which put him into a position to start
fucking his thick teenmeat in and out of my mouth.  "Stick a couple more
fingers in me, little buddy, I am getting so close." I never thought of
Bill as having been fucked but his butthole opened up and swallowed four of
my fingers so most of my hand was squirming around in his well worked hole
while he was thrusting his big dick deep into my mouth.  A couple of times
I pulled my hand out and looked at the open pink fuckhole between Bill's
muscular asscheeks while I kept up my up and down sucking of his uncut
jockmeat.

As I thrust my hand back into his butthole, Bill suddenly raised up and
pulled his thick cock out of my mouth.  He wrapped his tan hand around the
fat pole and suddenly spewed loads and loads of steaming hot cum, covering
my face and chest.  I quickly sought out his fuckstick and plunged it back
into my mouth, savoring the rich flavor of his thick teenload on my tongue,
taking the time to run my tongue under his foreskin and he jacked it back
and forth.  After I nursed his cock a bit, he twisted around and pulled me
in to his body, licking the white strands of cum from my neck and cheeks.

"Oh my God, you are such a hot little fuck!" he said as he started kissing
me on the lips, and rubbing up and down my back holding my body next to
his.  I sucked the cum from his tongue and licked what sperm was left on
his handsome face.  He pulled me down to the cot and put his arm around me
and before long we fell asleep, his spent cock nestled in between my
buttcheeks.  We didn't sleep long when Bill said we'd better get back.  He
insisted on looking at my butthole to make sure he hadn't hurt me.  He gave
it a kiss and said it'd be like new tomorrow.  I didn't notice anything
different about it.  Bill told me I was way too young and he shouldn't have
lost control but that I was so cute, he just couldn't stop himself.  I told
him I liked it a lot and he just smiled and told me I was a cool little
kid.  We rode back into town and he let me off in front of my house.  My
mom told me I stunk when I went inside and told me I'd better take a
shower.  I bet she was smelling Bill's ass on my face or his sperm leaking
out my used butthole.  Glad she didn't ask for a kiss.