Date: Wed, 14 Sep 2005 08:24:17 EDT
From: Jarrod749@aol.com
Subject: Garrett.  Chapter 2.

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materials of this kind where you live, then please stop now. This story contains
descriptions of sexual activity between young adults. The acts are consensual
and are a result of their love or lust for one another. Please write:
jarrod749@yahoo.com. I would love to hear if you like my story.  Garrett. Chapter 2.


The young fucker burrowed wiggly-like into my under-balls. He licked me all
over. He pushed up his hands under my shirt, and leaned to my face. In a tongue
driving sucking kiss he tasted more of my dick shot where it landed on my
face. When he worked into my mouth I tasted myself. Since I never ate my own, and
had never been with any other guy, this taste of my own jizz, was my first
taste of cum ever!


Garrett was all hands and arms till I was stripped of my shirt and pants, ass
up in the driver's seat with my sock feet up and flat to the headliner.
Garrett's face was deep under my balls and lap-sucking down into my crease. I was
worried...with what little I could think with....that I mightn't be clean.
Whutever, it sure didn't slow Garrett down. To be that uncaring, I worried that
maybe he had just been doin' this for years. Omigoddd! He tongue-darted my
pucker! He kept swiping his meaty taster over and over and over it! Annnnd
now....ohhhhhhhhhhhhh I cried into myself....HE WAS INSIDE ME! His wriggling rasper
was inside my asshole. My pussydreamboi was INSIDE MEEEEEEE!


My two hands lay to his neck. It was actually wet with sweat. I worked my
fingers up into his short sweaty hairs and down to his shoulders where I kneaded
his skins.


Garrett.  Chapter 2.

He ate and ate and licked and diggy-tongued and sucked out my asshole. I
swear I heard snorting air sounds. Maybe that was my beautiful Garrett's breath's
being sucked though his nose. Goddddddd! I screamed in a long yowl that was
more like a thousand squeally yelps that ran all together as I lost my breath
and couldn't get air and needed...I needed..
ohmigod, my hole it itched, it twitched and winked over my boypussy-eater's
lips while his tongue barely grazed over the delicate bungal skins his
smoothee-rubbing thumb was fevering now.

"Pleeeeeeeeeeze!" I begged. "Pleeeeeeeze! Oh,
Garretttttttttt....dooooooooitttttttttt!
Dooooo something to meeeeeeeeeeeee! I gonna explode! I gottahhh uh uh unnngh!"

"Ohowwwohhhhmmmmmm!" I moaned and my butt snapped toward him...somethin' was
in me...in my hole...in my untouched flower....I looked up and saw his so
boyish face beaded in sweat hanging above me, his teeth glowing in the light of
dash. His face was strained into a clench now, and he was FRIGGGGGIN' my hole
with his fingers. I was feeling soooo sooo gooood. He was giving me what he knew
I needed when I didn't know what to ask for.

"Friggin' yuh mah mannn! You gettin' the finger friggin'a yur life!" Garrett
gritted through his teeth.

I was too. He was having me rut back onto his fingers so natural...so
pretty...I was fuckin' myself, and I wanted to! I really wanted to! I needed to! My
trembling hands gripped both his upper arms and I pulled and pushed myself over
the young stud's fingers. Then I knew...I wanted to need to fuck
myself....and I wanted it on ANY part of this studboi I had jerked my cock to all those
many cums and stained sheets ago.

Then...then...whut!

There was a rustling of arms and hands and I was being spun and shoved and
the music went off...the engine went silent....the passenger door opened, and
Garrett was pulling my feet from the headliner and dragging my ass across the
seat. He got my pants from the floor and plopped them on my naked belly. HE
NEVER STOPPED FRIGGIN' MY BUNGER!

He got me to my feet on the cold gravel drive and said, "Getcher keys outta
yer pants and let's get in the house so's I can give you everything you gotta
have, you cock needy fucker."

Ohmigod! He loved me! He had to love me! Who would give all that I never knew
I ever needed and not love meeeeeeee? Who? Who? I cried real tears as I tried
to find the key in the pants that had fallen to the ground.

Finding them finally, we were up the steps and to the door. My insides were
all aquiver from the sheer titillation of my very deepest insides by those
toyboy-like fingers of Garrett, that I was diddlin' on. Oh, so hot! So hot! I
hunched back onto those babyboy fingers and my whole insides jerked around!

In the house, Garrett did a glance around and saw my six foot floor pillow.

In seconds, I was on my belly, Garrett on top, sweaty hot, humping against
me. His fingers STILL frigging me. He was wonderful. I knew what was quivering
me now when we walked up the porch steps....he gived me my first anal 'gasm,
and I knew 'cause I was feeling it again, while I felt a whole new one starting.
I had read about that but didn't believe it! BE-FUCKIN'-LIEVE IT! It was
wonderful as I snapped them off, bucking up against my toy buddy, one after the
other.

Garrett had to be getting off on the feel of me jolting and quivering on the
end of his fingers like a sock puppet. There were three of them in me now as
four fingers from his other hand came 'round my face and I sucked them all the
way into my mouth. I sweared I would eat the kid. I was hysterical....I was
calm....I was cummming....but only inside....it was joy on top of joy on top the
a frenzied love and desire of the erotics of unadulterated mansex I would
never be able to duplicate.

Slop drooled out my mouth while I sucked his fingers. He then did a switch on
me and had me sucking my own assfunk off his frigger fingers while he for the
first time in a half hour took them outta my hole.  My ass started to rut
back to find them when I smelled me on them, and sobered for a second then wolfed
and sucked and slobbered and chewed and got me frigged by the other fingers,
all four of 'em, which I rutted back onto.

I couldn't breath....I gagged. I couldn't talk....I mewled....I was shaking
so hard inside and out with my arms and legs so tensed and quivered I musta
looked like a four pronged tuning fork.

I felt the heat of his hot short breaths on the back of my neck as he started
back into humping over my back and licking the tiny hairs up the back of my
head.

I found he was an ear eater. He chewed so hard and tongued and licked, and
growled into me, saying, "You need it don'tchu boy! You need it....alla it!
Don'tcha!"

I digged my face into my floor pillow and cried in joy and sex and fuck and
the beautiful fuck boy who was gonna make me wait and wait for everything he
was ever gonna do to me.

I could feel his thick, steely cock muscle rubbing and hunching at the top of
the crack of my ass. Ohhhhh....now I knew....scared as I was....what I
needed....and needed so badly.

"You need it, don'tcha? DON'TCHA?!" he raged through gasping breaths of his
own.

"Goddddddddddd....yasssssssssssssssss!!!!!!" I cried through my muffled mouth
drowning in its own spit in the pillow.

"Do you know whatchu need most, boy? Do you know???" Garrett asked.

Mindless, sobbing, I just shook my head.

Omigod! Omigoddd! I was emmmmmmpteeee! He was out of me, and my hole was
creeping back to find those frigger fingers. For a second I caught my breath and
strained to look back behind me and there at my mouth was the new joy of my
short life....my pussy Garrett's COCK! I had dreamed through the haze of
night-time dick-wackin' cums what the target of all my frenzied, toe-curled,
body-wracking blowed wads, what that boy's cock looked like. It was sooooo fuckin'
beautiful.

It's reddish, bloated head pulsed before my eyes. The pisshole seemed to open
and close with each pulse, and it was shiny from the leakage of a silver
string of boy spooge. As Garrett gently fingered the object of my rapture, I could
see it's super pink delicate cover skins riding over it's smooth shaft.
Ohhhhhh! There wasn't a scraggy vein or ripple on that joy pole that eased over my
lips for the spit lube it needed to make love to me.

I sucked and cooed and laved my prize, and moaned with loss as Garrett's
thick fuck slab slipped away. My head fell to the pillow as Garrett's left leg
eased over me and I felt the first of my own cooling spit rubbed onto my crack.

There was asshole sucking once more. I heard Garrett hawk up a gob of spit. I
felt that fevery thumb again. My asshole reached up and out for my invader.
Oh god! Oh god! Where is it! Where is.."Ohhhhhahccchhhh! Ohowwowowowooohhhh!
Ohnoooooooooommmm!"

I have it! I have the love rod I so long have dreamed of! The feel of pain
and joy that hurt me so good as I felt the boykid slowly sink deeper and deeper
mainly from the pain at my hole-ring, and the increasing heat of Garrett's
cock-driving body lowering onto me.

Garrett's cock was much thicker than I could have ever dreamed. I didn't know
I wanted it big and thick like it was. His slim form did not betray the joy
his cock could give.

He stretched me to searing, tearing pain. I bent my face down into the
pillow, convulsive sobs took me over as I wished it was soooo overrrrrr! 'Please be
over,' I begged. 'Please be over. Please...please....please....I need it
soooooobadddddd! Ohgodddd...soooobaddddd!'

I wrenched my head and neck up. Tears flooded my eyes. There was the
'shlkk-shhlikk'ing in my ear, and Garrett's hot breath. His tongue digged inside and
licked. My back arched....I screamed, "FUCKMEEEEEEGARRRRRETTTTTT!!!!
FUCKMEEEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!"

"Unggh! Uhuh! Unggh! Uh! Uh!"

'Ohhhhhhh, Garrettttttttt!'

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