Date: Sun, 14 Jul 2002 21:19:56 EDT
From: R656600@aol.com
Subject: The Stories of Robert Cole - Jeremy Part 7

JEREMY

Part 7

 DEALS

The stories of Robert Cole

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"C'mon, Jeremy, for chrissake!  It'll take only fifteen minutes, tops, and
we get three hundred bucks!" Todd Pierce was pleading.  In fact he would
kiss Jeremy' s ass if he had to. "Besides, I promised the guy."

"What! Jeremy" replied angrily, "You promised me to somebody?"

"Look, Jeremy, you're the hottest guy in this school.  You even give me a
hardon and I'm straight!"

"Maybe you're not so straight, TODD!" Jeremy replied sarcastically.

"It'll only take fifteen minutes and I'll split the three hundred with
you."
  Todd was smiling a thin smile.

"Bullshit!  I do all the work and take all the risk and you get half?  No
way.  Piss off, Todd."  Jeremy started to walk away down the corridor
toward his next class.

Todd Pierce was Jeremy's classmate.  He was good looking, had plenty of
girl friends and plenty of money.  He grew up on the Upper East Side in a
swanky apartment, was chauffeured back and forth to school every day in a
black Lincoln and was always at a party.  Jeremy couldn't figure out why
Todd needed to constantly hustle and wheel and deal.  But that was Todd.
He talked fast and

always had something for sale.  Most everyone considered Todd a major pain
in the ass! He was now following closely behind Jeremy.

"OK, OK, I'll give you two."

Jeremy turned abruptly around.  "What's this shit about you promising me?"

"Well, this guy, who works for my father, is at our apartment a lot for
cocktail parties and other shit. Last week, when he was over, he had a
couple of drinks too many and was trying to find a bathroom to take a leak.
He wandered into my bedroom by mistake.  I was on the bed just in my CK's
looking at Penthouse, feeling myself up and seriously thinking about
jacking off.  The centerfold had these incredible boobs and I had a furious
boner.

"The guy, I think his name is Fred, saw me and spotted the tent in my
jockey' s.  `Naughty, naughty,' he said and came over and started to work
my cock through the underwear.  I pushed his hand away and told him to get
lost; I guess he got embarrassed. `My mistake,' he mumbled and walked out.
I got up, locked the door and dropped my drawers.  I was really horny by
then.  I got back on the bed, held the centerfold in one hand and grabbed
my dick with the other.  I kept staring at those delicious boobs and
thinking of the head I got from my girl friend in the back of the Lincoln
the other day.  It didn't take me long before I shot my wad.  Just as I was
gonna cum I even thought of Fred going down on me too!  It was one of the
best wanks I've ever had.  Man, did I spray spunk all ov…"

"OK, OK, keep going with the story, I don't need to hear this other crap,"
Jeremy interrupted with annoyance.

"Anyway, I saw him later and he apologized.  I guess he had sobered up by
then.  I told him it was OK and was there anything I could do for him to
help him out.


"Typical Todd," Jeremy thought.

"We went out on the balcony and got talkin'.  I told him about this great
lookin' gay kid at my school, who might be available for a little fun, for
a price, of course.  The guy got very excited.  He asked me to set
something up."

"And you had me in mind, you little shit."

"Yeah, I thought you'd be happy or flattered and who doesn't need a little
money?"

Jeremy thought for a moment.  He liked the idea of the two hundred bucks.
" The pussy can suck my cock, that's it!"

"Fine, fine.  No problem.  How about Saturday night.  I'll arrange it and
pick you up at your place, around eight.  Tell your parents we're going to
the movies."


"Yeah, OK, two hundred bucks, remember!"  Jeremy turned on his heels and
headed for his class, just as the bell rang.

By the time Saturday came around Jeremy had all but forgotten the deal.
After supper he called Mark and left a message on his machine asking if he
were free to do something for the evening.  Around 6:30 he got a call from
Todd: "We're all set.  I'll pick you up around seven forty-five."

"Shit," Jeremy thought.  He quickly redialed Mark, who mercifully was not
home.  He lied to the answering machine that he had forgotten about a
function he had to attend.  At precisely 7:45, the doorbell rang!

"Let's go, we don't want to be late."  Todd was in a sweat.

"When do we get the money," Jeremy asked as they rode the elevator down to
the lobby.

"Right after he's done.  I told him to give it to you."

Todd was doing the driving.  He headed west, then north onto the Henry
Hudson

Parkway.

"Where're we going?" Jeremy asked, a bit anxiously.

"The dude said he'd meet us at that first pullover on the Henry Hudson.
It' ll be dark by the time we get there and we can drive way back toward
the trees and out of the light.  He said he'd be in a white Camero.  You
slide in on the passenger side, and he'll do the rest.  By the way, you
look real sexy tonight."

"I always look sexy, fuck off, Todd."

When they arrived at the pullover, Todd cut the lights and slowly made his
way to the back of the parking area.  He spotted the Camero parked right
near the woods.
 Todd flicked his lights on and off, the Camero did the same.

"OK, that's your cue.  Have fun!"

Jeremy eased out and walked slowly over to the other car.  He opened the
door and got in.  It was so dark he could hardly make out the guy's face.
He seemed to be in his mid thirties.

"Hi," he said.  Jeremy didn't reply.

"God, you're beautiful."  The man reached over and touched Jeremy's face.
He leaned over.

"Hold it!" Jeremy demanded. "The deal is you just suck my cock.  That's
all! Try anything else and I'm outta here."

"OK, OK" the guy said very nervously.  He placed his hand on Jeremy's
crotch.  Jeremy spread his legs a bit. He could feel himself getting
hard. The guy's hands were trembling as he unfastened the top button of
Jeremy's jeans and pulled down the zipper.  Jeremy decided not to wear
underwear to hurry things along.  He lifted his ass off of the car seat and
the Fred pulled his jeans down to his knees.

He took Jeremy's semi-erect cock into one hand and rubbed his balls with
the other.  "Oh my God," he exclaimed, You're so hung!"  Fred was babbling
about how beautiful everything was as he wanked Jeremy to full erection.
Jeremy pulled his head toward his cock and Fred began to lick hungrily and
suck the head.  Then, to Jeremy's surprise, he went down on it, right to
the pubes!  Jeremy was amazed that Fred could swallow the whole thing!

 He tightly wrapped his lips around the shaft sucking hard.  He was like a
vacuum cleaner.  Jeremy could hear him sucking and slurping, dribbling
saliva all over.  He was hot and unstoppable!  He brought Jeremy to the
edge several times, but knew to back off just in time. He used his tongue
on the underside of Jeremy's cock, sending shivers through the boy's body.
Jeremy, in spite of himself, was really getting into it!  His eyes were
closed and his hands were on the guy's head gently pushing him down.

"Oh, man, Oh man, that feels great," Jeremy exclaimed in a hoarse whisper.

Fred immediately stopped sucking.  He looked up and Jeremy.

"Let me suck on your nipples," he pleaded.

Jeremy opened his eyes, "Another hundred and you can do anything you want!"

Jeremy could hardly speak, he was so worked up!

The man nodded hastily, wanting to get back to business.  Just as he was
about to pull up Jeremy's sweater, Jeremy shouted:

"Pay up first"

With shaking hands Fred reached into his pocket and fished out his wallet.
He handed Jeremy four one hundred-dollar bills.

"OK?" he asked.

Jeremy nodded and the guy almost went into a frenzy.  He took Jeremy's face
into his hands and kissed him on the mouth.  He tried to force his tongue
in but Jeremy resisted, clenching his teeth.

"You said anything," Fred panted.

Jeremy relented. Fred's tongue was all over his mouth, then his face.  He
lifted Jeremy's sweater and fastened his lips onto each nipple and sucked
and licked hard.  Then he went to Jeremy's armpits licking and savoring the
taste and smell of Jeremy's body sweat.  He thrust a hand under Jeremy's
balls and ran his finger into his ass hole as he licked his way down to
Jeremy's pubes.

Then, with his finger still in place, Fred once again went down on the
boy's cock.  He sucked it all the way in and while wriggling his finger,
brought Jeremy once again to the edge. This time Fred didn't stop.  When he
sensed Jeremy's body going rigid, he began to suck furiously. Jeremy moaned
and shot his load. Fred swallowed hard.  When the boy stopped cuming, Fred
lifted his mouth off then gently jacked Jeremy until his cock softened. He
then leaned back against the car seat and let out a long sigh, his head
hard against the headrest.

Jeremy was spent.  He also sat back with his eyes closed.  After a moment
he opened them.  By now, they had adjusted to the darkness and he could
clearly see that Fred was hard.

Fred turned toward Jeremy. "Please stay with me for a couple of minutes
more.
 I want to look at you while I jerk off"

Jeremy nodded.  Fred pulled down his trousers, releasing a rather small but
thick erection.  When he grasped it, it almost disappeared into his hand.
With his eyes fixed on Jeremy's now flaccid penis, Fred began to wank
himself.

Jeremy watched as Fred masturbated.  "What the hell, he thought, for four
hundred bucks, I'll do him a favor."  With that he grabbed Fred's wrist and
lifted his hand off of his cock.  He took it into his own.  Being
masturbated by this beautiful teen aroused Fred so that he yelped and
moaned and wriggled his ass all over the car seat.  When he was about to
cum he let out a long moan.  His small dick spouted like Mt. Etna, jiz
flying everywhere.  Jeremy saw some of his spunk hit the windshield!  Fred
was panting.  He kept repeating `You're so beautiful, you're so fucking
beautiful.

 Jeremy continued to wank him long after he stopped cuming.  With the last
couple of spasms, some jiz dribbled onto Jeremy's hand, which Fred licked
off once Jeremy let go of his cock.

"Thanks, pal, you're the best."

Jeremy quickly zipped up his jeans and left the car.  He climbed back in
with Todd.

"How was it?" Todd asked.

"Not bad," Jeremy replied as he handed Todd a one hundred-dollar bill!




That same Saturday afternoon Mark decided he would take that trip across
the Brooklyn Bridge.  He had long debated it.  The issue kept him awake at
night and interrupted his work and other activities. He even thought about
it when he and Jeremy were making love.  Like the obsession he once had
with Jeremy, he now was obsessed with the boys under the Bridge.  Until he
got them out of his system, he felt that he couldn't get back to his normal
life.

The day was warm but overcast, the air heavy with humidity; it felt and
looked like rain.  Mark took the # 6 to the Brooklyn Bridge stop and
started his trek.  Since the weather was not inviting, there were fewer
people crossing than usual.  Mark was clearly nervous; he was afraid but so
intrigued that he kept going in spite of his fears.  He was also horny.

Mark had never had a young boy before Devon.  Devon proved to him that he
had a keen sexual attraction to pre-pubescent males. He was very excited
and aroused now that he was going to have that very special sex again. He
thought about Jeremy and experienced momentary guilt, but quickly put that
moment out of his mind.  The more he thought about sucking young dick, the
hornier he got.  He had an erection, which he hid by holding his umbrella
in front of himself as he walked.

When he reached the Brooklyn shore he started looking for the stairways
that Jeremy mentioned.  Sure enough, just as the bridge walkway began to
slope downward toward its end he spotted one.  It had a gate in front of it
and a " do not enter" sign attached to it.  Mark looked around, seeing that
there was no one close enough to him to raise suspicions, he leapt over the
gate and down the stairs.  The passageway was dark and dank.  It smelled of
urine and stale air.  He was glad to get onto the street again.  He walked
under the bridge toward the water's edge.

He got to the open area that Jeremy had described and saw a boy sitting on
the ledge at the side.  He seemed to be about 10 years old.  Since Mark had
no way of knowing if this kid was in business or just a kid sitting under
the bridge, he decided to walk casually by and see what might happen.  As
he got nearer to the boy he saw how cute he was and how wonderful his body
looked.  He was wearing jeans and a sleeveless pullover shirt, sneakers
with no socks.  He had sandy hair cut short.  Mark was immediately
attracted to him.  As he looked at the boy he could feel his body
responding to that attraction.

He walked by and looked at the boy who stared back at him.  Mark said hello
and made as if he were going to pass by.  The boy immediately got up and
followed

behind him.  Mark stopped short and spun around.

"Mister, nobody comes down here just fer a walk.  What're ya lookin' fer?"

Up close, the boy was more than cute, he was beautiful, he was sexy.  He
reminded Mark of the first time he saw Devon.  This boy, like Devon, had a
very masculine body, which was a sure turn-on for Mark.  He had the urge to
reach out and touch the boy, but he said instead:

"Devon told me about this place.  He said I could get some action down
here."


"Devon? You know Devon?"

"I think everybody does," Mark replied sarcastically.

"You offer me somethin' so I know yer're not a cop," the boy said
cautiously.

Mark was prepared.  He reached into his pocket and handed the boy a folded
bill.  The boy unfolded it, looked at it and handed it back. "This won't
get ya much down here.  Ya can try again if ya like!"

Since Mark's cock was very stiff by now, he decided to go for broke.  He
reached back into his pocket again and pulled out two fifty-dollar bills.
The boy accepted them and slipped them into his pocket. "Ya got a half
hour's worth," the boy said with a nod of his head.

He waved Mark to follow him.  He took him right to the water.  There were
warehouses and wharves lining the shore.  Mark spotted the barge that is
the River Café.  He also saw some boats moored in slips here and
there.  The boy led Mark through a tangle of storage buildings until they
came to a low shed.  The door was secured with a padlock.  The boy
retrieved a key from his pocket and opened the door.  He motioned Mark to
follow him in.

The shack was mostly empty except for a mangy mattress on the floor and a
couple of chairs.  "Here we are," the boy announced.  "The clock is ticking
as of now."

Mark stepped close to the boy and placed his hand on his crotch. He gently
squeezed the boy's penis, then felt his balls.  As he stimulated the boy,
Mark felt the beginnings of a stiffie.  He kept rubbing until the boy was
fully erect.  The boy responded to Mark's ministrations with grunts and
ah's.  Mark's erection was

pressing against his pants.  The boy reached out and repeated what Mark was
doing to him.  Mark sucked in his breath as he felt the boy's hand between
his legs.

Mark embraced the boy and drew him close.  He lifted his face and kissed
him on the lips.  The boy opened his mouth.  The electricity of their
tongues meeting was a sensation that never failed to bring Mark into the
"danger zone."  Mark now put his arms around the boy and felt the perfect
mounds of his ass.  He ran the edge of his hand into his ass crack.  It
felt warm and wonderful.

Mark was now taking short, ragged breaths.  He quickly unfastened the boy's
jeans and pulled down the zipper.  To Mark's delight he saw that the boy
was wearing bikini briefs. Images of young boy's in speedos often flashed
through Mark's imagination as he masturbated.  He wanked the stiffie
through the briefs.  The boy began thrusting his pelvis.

Mark asked the him to raise his arms so that he could remove his shirt.  He
pulled the jeans all the way down and the boy stepped out of them.  He
kicked off his sneakers. Now the boy was naked except for the briefs.  Mark
put his hand under the boy's balls and rubbed them and then the stiffie,
which was now pointing upward.  Mark got down on his knees and took balls
and cock together into his mouth through the briefs.  He licked and sucked.
He inhaled deeply.  He could smell and taste urine mixed with other
delicious scents, which were always missing from Devon's meticulously
washed and groomed body.  These odors only increased Mark's already
desperate arousal!

His hands were trembling as he lowered the bikinis.  A cut, three-inch
boy-cock sprung to attention, which Mark immediately took into his mouth.
The boy again started to thrust his hips, mouth-fucking Mark.  Mark tightly
clenched his lips around the little boner as it went in and out.  The boy
held Mark by the hair and as the waves of his orgasm began to surge through
his body, he pushed his cock in as far as it would go.  Mark caressed it
with his tongue.  The boy's balls slapped against Mark's chin.  Mark held
the boy's ass cheeks and rubbed a finger on his ass hole as the stiffie
bucked and kicked in dry orgasm.  When the boy withdrew his penis, Mark
noticed that a little round drop of liquid gathered at the piss slit.  He
gently took the spent boner between his thumb and index finger and licked
it off.  The boy moaned as he felt Mark's tongue rub across his acutely
sensitive cock-head.

The boy collapsed onto the mattress.  Mark lowered his pants and underwear.
His eight inches were rock hard and a lot of pre-cum was starting to ooze
out.  He grasped it and began to masturbate.  The boy sat up.

"Hey mister, wait!  You still have time.  That was some bj you gave me."
The boy turned over onto his stomach.  "If ya want, you can do more before
ya loose it."

Mark was practically drooling.  He stepped out of his clothes and knelt
down on the mattress.  He plunged his face into the boy's ass crack.
Beside himself with lust, he licked and sucked and penetrated the little
ass hole with his tongue.  The boy reached back and spread his cheeks and
Mark tongue-fucked him until the boy had a second orgasm. Mark could hear
the boy's muffled "ah's" as he drove his boy- cock into the mattress, he
could feel his sphincter pulsing around his tongue.  When the orgasm
subsided, Mark grabbed his cock and jerked off.  It only took a few seconds
before he spewed his wad all over the boy's ass and back.

The boy looked over his shoulder, "Hope ya come back sometime."

As Mark zipped up his pants he made up his mind that he would!

It was late afternoon when Mark crossed the bridge back to Manhattan.  He
felt relaxed and serene.  The rain held off so he decided to walk around
for a bit, maybe even celebrate the day with a couple of drinks and a nice
dinner somewhere in the Village.  "It was the best of days," Mark thought.