Date: Mon, 22 Jun 2020 00:41:07 +0000 From: revjpgibson@hotmail.com Subject: Boy Slut 5 BOY SLUT By Jesse Penfield Gibson AUTHOR'S NOTE: This chapter is set in summer and fall of 1998. Compliments, complaints, comments to revjpgibson@hotmail.com Please donate to Nifty. A dollar a week for helping you get off! FIVE 13 1/2 years old to almost 14 (5'5", 111 pounds) Seual Partners To Date: 1 female,3 males Total Sexual Encounters: 50 It was just 3 weeks before school when Patrick's mom announced that they were moving. At first, Patrick thought, like always before, it was across town or to another apartment. Their life was unsteady and moves were frequent. But it quickly became apparent it was to another city, 90 miles away. To new schools. He protested but it was Jessie that was most insistent. He was just going into the 7th grade, having failed a year, but she was going into her junior year in high school. "We don't have an option" his mother said. "We have to" "But Albany? That fucking sucks" Jessie protested "Yeah, Mom, it sucks. School is about to start." Patrick chimed in, even though he didn't care as much as she did. He thought school was fucking worthless anyway. "We don't have a choice. They are evicting us. Kicking us out. We have no choice. I met someone and we are going to live there." "Who" Jessie asked "Some fuck head" Patrick said ":Her anme is Michelle and she wants us all to live together" "Great, some bulldyke. When did you become lesbo?" Jessie said "Everybody is biseuxal, at least a little. You don't need an abortion if your pussy is just getting eaten" she said. "Besides, Patddy, you;ll have your own room:" "Cool" That sold it for him. He was sick of sleeping on the couch. Once decided it didn't take long to happen. Patrick said goodby to his adult lover, He was going to miss that, now that he could cum. He was practically addicted to it. Two, three, four times a day wasn't enough. His mom and Jessie were complaining about how much time he spent in the bathroom or in the shower or joking with him about it but he didn't have any choice,. It wasn't like he had a bed room. Not that he didn't jack himself to sleep on the couch. Fuck em. They were able to pack their meager possessions in the car and head out, Patrick sure that she had stiffed a lot of people their money, for a new life. Jessie was sullen and pissed but she was like that a lot Paddy thought. He was actually looking forward to it. Michelle was kind of what Jessie predicted but not a bull dyke. Paddy could see that she was a lesbian right off but she wasn't that obvious. Older than his mom, big tits and not in bad shape. She greeted them, acting more interested in Jessie than Patrick. Patrick looked around and was immediately pissed. There were only two bedrooms. It was a duplex and was bigger than their old apartment, a sort of old half house, with a living areas, a large dining room and big kitchen. But two bedrooms with a bath between them. "Where's my bedroom?" Patrick demanded. Michelle smiled. "Out here:" They went through the kitchen and out to the back porch area, a sort of unfinshed space but still enclosed area beyond the kitchen. Just beyond that was a small room with a twin bed and a dresser. It was small but was clearly a bedroom. "Great. He gets to come and go like he wants and I'll have a curfew" "You can trade if you want." Michelle said. "But there's no bathroom. You have to go inside" "Nope. This is my bedroom" Patrick said. "Fuck off" He hadn't thought about him being able to do what he wanted after everyone went to bed until Jessie mentioned it but that was the coolest part. They settled in and Patrick got enrolled in the Palmyra Middle School for the 7th grade. The weird thing was that 5' 6" and 120 lbs he was taller than 2/3 of his classmates, partly because he was a year older than them. The 12 year old boys aren't that tall mostly but the girls all have tits. One of them was a girl named DiSara, a light skinned black girl with medium sized tits and a firm ass. She liked his long black hair. The first few days of school, he was the new kid, a sort of minor celebrity for a day or two, and then old news as he tried to figure out which group to hang with. The 7th grade bully tried to make his move but a locker door on to his face quieted that off. DiSara, though, decided he would hang out with her and her friends. They were more bookish than he was and he seemed lost and bored but DiSara was fine, so that was enough. They rode the same bus. One day, she got off at his stop and went home with him, supposedly so she could tutor him in math. She was in 7th grade algebra and he was stuck doing pre-algebra for a second time. He took her to his new room, separate and private from the pussy parade inside. "You have your own room out here" "Yeah" he said, putting his hand under her chin and leaning in to kiss her. She hesitated but then kissed him back. His heart was beating fast and hard. It was pounding as he kissed her. He wanted to feel her tits. So he went for it. She still had her shirt and bra on but she moved his hand away but didn't stop kissing him. He was hard and it was throbbing and he wanted to feel her tits so bad. He went for them again and again she pushed him away. After his third attempt, she stopped and said she had to go, leaving him frustrated. He hid it but had to adjust himself when he stood up. She noticed what she had done to him. But once, she left, he took care of his business, rubbing his stiff dick untl he got blessed relief. He was cross and cranky with his mom, Michelle, and Jessie. He had to go inside to shower and they complained about how he smelled and how long it took and the hot water and it was nothing but bitch, bitch, bitch and he was getting sick of it. He wished he was back home wehere he had guys that would take care of his needs. With guys, it was simpler. Gay guys, at least, wanted to fuck and that made sense to Patrick. Why not just fuck? Besides, his mom and Michele were licking each other twats -- Jessie said they got loud --and his sister had found dick in no time. Everybody was getting some but him. DiSara came back over in a day or two, and this time she let him get after her tits through her shirt and bra but he went for more. Under the shirt and over the bra. She stopped him but he tried again. Again, he had to crank out a load. He loved makng out with her, loved kissing her, but he wanted to fuck her. She had a friend, a guy friend, another 7th grader, Keatrius, and he was pretty girly to Patrick and he invited himself over to play video games when DiSara said she had to study and couldn't make out with him. His parents weren't home yet and he was supposed to do homework instead but they hung out, playing video games. Keatrius, though, was quizzing Patrick about what was going on with DiSara "Just taking care of myself" Patrick said, making the universal sign of masturbation. "You know" Keatrius acted embarassed. "Really?" "Yeah, Course, I was going to jack off three times a day anyway so it's cool" "Wow" Keatrius said softly "Right?" "Yeah" Keatrius said, a bit hesitant "You wanna?" He looked hesitatnt and even scared. Patrick laughed and shrugged, asking him if he had any lotion or anything for lube. He could tell the kid was hard. He was short, thin, high pitched voice, not much into puberty and Patrick knew he was kind of taking advantage of the kid but didn't care. He wanted a piece. Keatrius went and got some Lubriderm out of the bathroom. Patrick undid his pants and pulled down his underwear. Keatrius came back and squirted some in his hands, the whole time looking at what Partrick was packing. Paddy stroked himself. "Well?" Keatrius looked embarassed but he undid his pants and pulled them half way down, and then his white Fruit of the Looms to his knees. His balls had dropped but his dick was barely longer than a little boy's and he was hairless. But he yanked on it just the same, in imitation to Patrick. "Want me to suck it?" Paddy asked Keatrius nodded, surprised as Patrick shrank to be knees. The older boy, closer to 14 than 13, took the dick of a boy who had just turned 12 un his mouth and sucked. Keatrius gasped. It felt good. It felt amazing. Stroking himself with one hand and tugging on the boy's growing nuts with the other, he licked and sucked it. He took his hand that he had been jacking with, greased with the Lubriderm, eased it around through Keatrius leg to play with his hole. He would love to fuck him just like he would love to fuck DiSara but he knew he wouldn't. But still the kid is queer and sooner or later a dick would go in there. Right now, unless the kid stopped him, a finger would. Amd he didn't stop him. So he eased it in. Then Keatrius gasped and whimpered, his whole body shaking and shivering, all tense, like a seizure until it passed almost a minute later. He had had an orgasm. Patrick stood up and grabbed his own cock and shook it a bit and then gently pushed Kartrius down. "Suck it" he saud He couldn't take much in his mouth. Not even halfway. Patrick had to remind him to be careful about teeth. It was a shitty blow job but it didn't matter to Patrick. If the kid had a dick in his mouth, he wasn't going to talk. He let him go for a while until taking it out and cranking out a load. He knew Keatrius was jealous that he could pop one. "I won't tell" Keatrius said Patrick shrugged "Just helping each other out, right?" But his project was DiSara. He tried again as they kissed, under the shirt and over the bra. This time she let him. So he went for more: under the bra. She stopped him. They contineed to kiss and he tried againa nd she stopped him. A third time, she decided to go home. Keatrius was finished with his homework and came over and they jacked off together and Keatrius practiced his cocksucking some. The next time, she let him get her tits. He put his hand between her legs, in the crotch of her jeans and she stopped him. The next time they made out, she was wearing a skit and he got him hands on her panties before she moved them away. But she took off her shirt and he could do whatever he wanted with her tits, squeeze them, lick them, suck on the nipples. He waas rock hard and uncomfortable in his jeans so he stripped them off but she wouldn't touch him down there. When she left, Keatrius did. And he wanted to be finger fucked. One fnger, two fingers, three fingers. It was after Halloween when she let him rub her pussy through her panties. He was in the bed, naked and she was there in her panties and he cupped her critch and she moaned as he rubbed her clit through the fabric. She stroked his dick and he waas on fire. He put his hand inside her panties and she stopped him. "Fuck" he said in frustration "I'll suck it" she said, a hurt tone to her voice. It was a shitty blow job, lots of teeth and not much tongue but it was her first try at it and he figured one day, she would a major league slut once she got warmed up. He had to tell her what to do. She wasn't a natural at it. She definitely didn't know her way around a dick. Then she told him not to cum in her mouth. "Fuck" he said. "Just take off your fucking panties. Let me eat your pussy" "No" "Fuck DiSara, I won't stick it in, I promise. I'll jack off and I'll eat your pussy and I'll make you cum" "I want to see you jack off:" she said Paddy smiled. The nastier, the better, he figured. He had the same goal, to fuck her. But getting her all wet and moaning was a start. He pulled them off, she hiked up her butt to let him, and he could smell her funky odor. It smelled like excitement and lust, It wasn't like he had much experience either - this was only the second time between a girl's legs - but he made up for it in enthusiasm. He dived right into that pussy, burying his face in it, nuzzleing it. She shummied a bit, unusad tot he sensation, but he began to lick around her slit, the folds of llesh, drinking in her pussy juices. Her pubes were trimmed. He reached up to squeeze her small tits as he planted his face in her critch, licking and nibbiling. She was moaning. Loudly. She was thrusting her hips forward . It felt good. He didn't care if his mom or Michelle or Jessie heard her call out. Fuck them. They were geting what they want and he could to. He was a boy. He was a stud. He had a right. She cried out his name and he buried his face in her cunt, slipping a finger in and this time she didn't stop him. He licked and finger fucked her as she writhed underneath him. He was stroking himself madly as he did and it was not going to be long. "You want to see me jack off?" he sneeted, leaning back at the knees, his hard on sticking up. He flailed it furiously. She reached down and rubbed herself but then he reached over and started finger fucking her again as he flogged his pole. She wimpered but she didn't look away. Then, in a blaze, he spurted big globs of cum, coated his lean, rippled, skinny little torso. Afterwards, she wanted to cuddle. He did even though he didn't want to. He had gottten off and that's all he cared about. He just did so that he could have another go at her. He still hadn't fucked her., after all. That was the goal. Get it in her pussy. After that, she wanted to make out even more and wanted him between her legs and she happily let him finger fuck her but not the real thing. Not what he wanted. And he was frustrated by it. So what? It's just fucking. It doesn't mean anything. He'd wear a condom so she wouldn't get pregnant or anything. But she wouldn't let him fuck hre. Thanksgivng sucked. Michelle insisted thay have a mean as a family even though they had never really done Thanksgiving - they usually didn't have the money - and it wasn't like it was a big deal. It was just the three of them before and they had no other family. But Michelle made a production of it and both Patrick and Jessie were reluctant participants. Jessie's boyfriend was unavailable and DiSara was gone for the holiday too. On the day, Keatrius couldn't hook up. Then Michelle got drunk and she and his mother fought and had loud make up sex. But on Friday, Keatrius could hang out. When he came over, Patrick made him a rum and coke from some rum he had pinched from Michelle. Soon, they were both feeling pretty warm. "You suck dick way better than DiSara" Patrick told him "Thanks, I guess" Patrick playfully punched him "Dude, it's a compliment. You are like way better" "So, are you like gay or bi or what?" Patrick shrugged. "Dunno. I just think it's fun. I like it. A lot" "Yeah" Keatris said, his voice trailing off. "I think I'm gay" Patrick noddd "yeah" "I'm serious:" "Yeah. Cool. Gay is good" He had a couple of very short, very fine hairs on either side of his dick. And Keatrius was rock hard as Patrick touched him. One boy sucked the other. Patrick went down on him and Keatrius returned the favor. They went into a 69 position on the bed. so that they could play with eatch other's dick Becase Keatrius was shorter it was easier for Patrick to play with his ass more than his dick. And Keatrius liked it. He liked being fingered. Keatrius didn't know enough to want to be rimmed and Patrick wasn't experienced either, at least not in that. "Can I fuck you?" Keatrius thought about for a second and then nodded. He was nervous though. The younger boy got on his hands and knees, his knees as wide apart as possible. Patrick stil had a small tube of KY left over from his adventures with Jerry and Joe. He used that and played with the boy's ass. Nice and gentle. He thought about licking but decided against it. It seemed gross. But he did rub the tight muscle on the outside, stricking it, pulling it apart slightly. Keatris purred a bit, suprised that it felt good. Then Patrick slipped a finger in. All the way and found his button at the base of his hole and rubbed that vigorously. Keatrius gasped. He moved his finger in and out a little, finger fucking him. Then he pulled out and put 2 fingers in. He spread them and pushed apart the sphincter again. Keatris breathed heavvily and moaned as Patrick fingere fucked him eith the two fingers. The younger boy took the third finger just as well. Patrick jusdged it time. He took his greased dick and pushed it againt the sphincter and gently pushd past it into the soft bed of tissue beyound "Oh God!" Keatris called "Stop, stop. It hurts" Patrick pulled it out. He waited a second "We don't have to" Keatru paused. "No it's okay" So again, Patrick eased himself into Keatrius's tight hole. Again the boy called out for him to stop but Patrick didn't. He pushed all the way in. He stopped then and let him get used to it. Keatris didn't tell him to pull out and Patrick didn't. He moved from side to side some and Keatrius pushed back on his dick. So Jackson started fucking him. Slowly. Gently. Keatrius was breathing hard. He grunted a little. The walls of his ass, the sphincter, was tight around Patrick's cock and it spasmed some. BUt he kept moving. In and out. Keatrius rubbed himself down there as he moaned. "You good?" Patrick asked "Yeah" Keatrius answered, breathless He pushed back on Patrick's cock again and the black haired, blue eyed boy let him, to get a sense of the pace he wanted and then began to fuck him that way. But then his own lust took over and he started fucking him hareder and Keatris didb't stop him. He had to start grunting as he did it. His tight virginal ass was quickly too much. The pressure was bulding. His lust was overpowereng. His need to dminate and take what pleasure he wanted becaame too much to fight. He gave in to it and just fucked Keatrius harder. And, rubbing his cock and arching hsi back, the younger boy didn't complain. He wanted it. And Patrick slammed it in. Then, with overpowering force, a sensation that approached the ecstasy of death, Patrick unloaded in the boy's ass. The cum drying on his dick, Patrick used his mouth and hand to help his young friend to get off.