Date: Sat, 22 Dec 2012 14:36:37 -0800
From: K K <eceer69@hotmail.com>
Subject: Knot Holes 1

This story is intended for adults eighteen years of age or older. All of
the typical Nifty legal disclaimers apply.

This is a completely fictional story but its roots are based on my
experiences growing up. Many of the relationships, ages and emotions are
based in fact and applied to the fictional charters and situations. I hope
you enjoy the story. This is sub-story to a lager tale "King of Nothing"
that you may enjoy reading.

Kevin and the Knot Holes

Chapter one: Last day of school

I was sitting on the gym floor staring at the clock waiting for it to get
to 12:45. Some of the guys were playing with basketballs or just goofing
off in general. I thought I could make the time go by faster if I just
stared at the clock. It was the last day of school and all of the classes
were cut short. It was also the last day in the 8th grade and of middle
school for me. I would be a freshman in high school next year. I felt a
trickle of sweat run down my face. It was already hot and humid outside.
And since they had all of the doors propped open it was hot and humid
inside as well. I was watching a boy named Tommy shooting some hoops at the
far end of the gym. He was wearing cargo shorts but had removed his shirt.
I watched him closely taking in every detail of his mussels as he played.
He was 14 like me but was in way better shape. His hair was brown and kind
of long with damp moist tips from him playing ball. He had me in a trance
and I felt my dick start to swell. Suddenly a ball slammed into the wall
inches from my head...Jay

"Why don't you go kiss him Kevie" he taunted

The ball hitting the wall made everyone turn and look, some snickered. I
looked away and gave Jay the finger. He just walked away with his stupid
friends laughing. Tommy walked over to me with the ball resting under his
arm.

"Don't pay any attention to him Kev, everyone knows he's an ass hole" he
said

Then he reached out his hand to help me get up. I could smell his sweat as
I rose up to my feet.

"Do you want to play a little one on one?" he asked kindly

Boy did I but not on the basketball court "No thanks but thank you for
asking"

"Maybe next time Kev?"

"Ya maybe next time."

With that he turned and dribbled the ball back to where he was playing
dodging imaginary opponents along the way, so cute. I was once again
fixated on his graceful movements. He stopped quite a ways from the hoop
and took his shot. Of course it went in. I knew there would not be a next
time. I was a scrawny kid and truly sucked at any sport.

"Right on Tommy" I shouted

Then fucking magic happened, the damn bell finally rang releasing us from
school and me from the eighth grade. I retrieve my bike from the rack and
started out for the short ride home. I was riding lack luster but was
sweating in the noon sun so I decided to remove my shirt. I loved riding my
bike without a shirt and did it often but only when I knew my mother would
not see me. It was against mom's rules to be shirtless in public except at
a pool or the beach. I stopped in the 7 eleven that was on my way. I slid
up by the door and stepped away from my bike causing it to fall to the
ground behind me. I shoved the door open and stepped inside

"Hay kid can't you read?" said a gruff old guy from behind the counter
pointing to a sign

I read it out loud "No shirt, no shoes, no service...do I look like I give
a fuck old man" I smarted back at him and then we both broke up into
laughter

"Hi Mr. Griffith how's it hangin'?"

"Limp and to the right Kev" he chuckled

I went to the soda cooler and got a Coke then returned to the check out. We
were the only ones in the store but he still looked around nervously before
leaning over the counter so he could reach me. He stroked my chest with the
back of one hand and rubbed up and down my smooth side with the other

"Man the things I would like to do to you" he said lustfully in a whisper

I did not respond and started to fumble for change in my pocket knowing I
had no money. He slid his hand onto my shoulder

"No Kev, this one is on the house"

I smiled up into his soft gray eye "Thanks" and then turned and headed for
the front of the store and out to my bike

"Don't forget to turn the cameras back on Mr. Griffith" I said over my
shoulder

Mr. Griffith and I had played that game many times before. My payment for
this activity was a Coke, a candy bar or both. I did not anticipate it to
go any further.

 I rode my bike up the long driveway and dropped it in the middle by the
garage door. Speckles was on the other side of the low fence that separated
the back yard and the drive way. She was barking with excitement and her
tail was wagging so fast it was a blur. I reached over to pet her.

"Hay girl how's it going" I said as I petted her "that's a good little
girl"

I made my way to the side door and headed into the kitchen. Speckles
greeted me again there where I gave her more of my attention. Suddenly she
bolted out the doggie door barking. I went out into the back yard to see
what she was barking at. She was facing the corner of the fence with her
tail still in full wag. I could hear the sound of little kids squealing and
laughing hysterically. I didn't know the kids who lived catty-corner in
that house and really did not pay attention to them but this tickled my
curiosity.

"Quiet Speckles" I whispered

The backyard of the house the kids were in had the highest fence for some
reason so it would be difficult to discretely spy on them. I quietly hopped
the lower fence to my neighbor's back yard. I knew they were gone because
their motor home was not in the drive. I tried to find a spot to peek
through the back fence but all of the knot holes had been blocked with tin
can tops from the other side. Finally at the far end of the fence was an
open knot hole barely big enough to peek through. I was shocked at what I
saw. There were two little boys probably around 10 being chased playfully
by an adult who was only wearing boxers. The older boy had white socks on,
nothing else and the smaller one was completely naked. You could tell the
boys were brothers they looked alike, one was just a little bigger. They
had brown hair that hung past their shoulders that seemed to flow
gracefully as they thrashed about. They were neither fat nor skinny and had
stark white skin. The man did not look much older than my brother that was
in college. He was really nice looking with a muscular body, short brown
hair and a killer tan. I wish he had been naked to.

"Get his socks Brandon" the man shouted

"Noooo" said the sock boy and ran off giggling

"I'll get you Timmy" squealed Brandon "I want my treats!"

I watched the three of them horse around finding themselves in numerous
ticking sessions with Timmy always squirming out of it and running off. I
could tell the man was not trying very hard to stop the playful
action. What was hard was the man's dick; it was tenting his boxers
obscenely. I was hard myself watching them play.

"I'm going to get you" shouted the man

He rushed over and scooped up Timmy around the middle raising him of the
ground. The boy was kicking his feet about trying to keep his little
brother from removing his socks. The little guy was able to grab his
brothers leg enough to get one of the socks off

"Gotcha"

"Noooo" squealed Timmy

Then he went for the other one as the thrashing became more
intensified. The way the man was holding the boy facing my direction I
could see his dick clearly between his legs flopping about. When he would
kick way up I could see his little pink hole. I undid the front of my pants
and slipped my hand inside and started rubbing my dick. Eventually Brandon
was successful and got the other sock off.

"Yeaaaa" he said while he ran around in a circle waving the sock over his
head

The man put the exhausted Timmy down on the ground and wiped his sweat from
his forehead. Timmy was sitting facing me with his legs spread apart a
little. He was leaning on one elbow and staring at his crotch. He started
playing with his dick with the other hand. The other boy lay down on the
grass a short distance away and also started playing with his dick. This
was amazing to watch.

"I want my treat now Daddy" Brandon whined

"Ok baby" he said softly

He plopped down by the small boy's feet and laid across him half covered
his leg. Then he leaned in and took the little guy's dick into his mouth
and started sucking him.

"Holly fuck" I said under my breath.

I could not tear my eyes away from the scene unfolding before me. I started
rubbing a little faster. I looked to see how the other boy was doing with
his dick. He had sat up and was leaning back with his arms out stretched
behind him. He had spread his legs wide, his dick standing straight up. I
freaked as I realized he was staring straight at me with a big grin on his
fac. I jerked myself away from the knot hole. My heart was pounding in my
chest and I started sweating profusely. I managed to hold my breath so I
could hear the activities on the other side of the fence trying to hear if
someone was approaching the fence I was hiding behind. All I could hear was
the soft sounds of a little boy moaning. The sound was getting a little
lauder and higher pitched. Then it was squeaking rapidly and then it
stopped. A few moments later the soft moaning started again. I had to see
what was going on so I slowing began peering back through the knot
hole. Holy fuck, the man had moved to the older boy and was working on his
dick. The man must have gotten the little guy off! The younger one was
sitting to the side of his brother rubbing his leg all the way to his
brother's small ball sack and then back down to his foot. Timmy was
concentrating on what was happening in his crotch but then looked up and
again at me smiled and returned his gaze back to the top of his Dad's
head. Then he lay back on the grass. His legs started to twitch and he was
moving his head back and forth as the moaning got more rapid and
louder. Then he stiffened causing his upper body to come off the ground a
little along with his legs

"Eeeeaaahhh" he cried out in joy and then collapsed. The man sat up and
started rubbing Timmy's other leg.

"Are you ok Timmy?" he asked

"Mmmmm yah"

"Ok boys lets go finish this inside" the man ruffled Brandon's hair and
stood up. All three trotted back into the house. I was back over the fence
in seconds working my way to my room. I sat on my bedroom floor and push my
pants and underwear to my knees and started slowly stroking my dick
fantasizing about the boys

"Fuck a solo, I'm going to call Rusty" I said out loud.

 Then I remembered he was at his month long imprisonment with his cousins
in a nearby town. He was forced to do this every year so his parents could
have some "alone time" after he was out of school.

"Wayne!"

Since my mom would not be home for hours I decided it safe to go to my
friend Wayne's house. Wayne was 16 and in high school. My mother didn't
like me hanging out with him so it was best that she didn't know. She said
he was weird and she did not trust him. She had no idea.  I dropped my bike
on his front lawn and stumbled up onto the big porch. He got out of high
school two days earlier so I figured he was not up yet, after all it was
only 2:30 in the afternoon. I banged on the door and rang the doorbell. A
short time later I could see the window curtain move. The front door opened
and I could see him through the screen door.

"Hay Kev, come on in" he said as he turned and walked away in the direction
of the kitchen.

I stepped into the house and followed him. All the curtains were closed and
it was dark in the house. I watched him as he walked into the light of the
kitchen. He was wearing only boxers.  He was tall probably about six feet
and kind of skinny. His hair was dark red and his skin was pale. He had
freckles on his shoulders and I noticed he had a couple of pimples on his
back.

"Don't forget to lock the door Kev" he said as he walked without turning to
face me

I returned to the door and found it unlocked and corrected the situation

"Close one" I said softly to myself

I returned to the kitchen and joined him at the table. He had poured a
glass of juice so as I sat, picked it up and took a big drink. He stretched
with one arm raised up over his head and the other rubbing his eyes while
he yawned. I took notice of the small bit of hair under his arm. His
shoulders slumped and he reached for the glass. He looked like a six foot
tall ten year old sitting there as he drank almost all of the juice, he put
the glass back down on the table with a thud.

"So you want to go to my room?" he said with a sly look on his face

"Why whatever do you mean kind sir?" I said in a falsetto voice

He giggled as he got up and started moving to his room "We need to get you
out of those cloths"

I followed him down the hall and up some steep stairs that led to the only
room on the second floor of the house. His room had a strong smell of
sweat, dirty socks and Wayne, I loved it. Once in his room he turned to
me. He had the sweetest face with a genital feel to him. He tugged at the
bottom of my sweat soaked T-shirt and pulled it over my head taking it to
his face. He pressed in and inhaled deeply then, pushing me back onto his
bed

"Ummm, Kev" was all he said as he dropped my shirt to the floor

He came over me and put one of my sneakers into his lap and untied the
laces and pulled the shoe from my foot. He put it to his face and took in
my scent.

"You are fucking awesome Kev"

My foot dropped into his lap finding his hard dick that had escaped his
boxers through the fly. He removed my sock and then repeated the sequence
with my other foot. It did not take him long to have the rest of my clothes
off. He pushed his boxers to the floor and stepped out of them and moved to
me. I sat up and was at dick sucking level, he slid it into my mouth. I
started working my tongue, bobbing my head and sucking gently. His dick was
big... at least big to me. The smell of his not so recently washed crotch
was strong. I inhaled deeply through my nose, nice. I often dreamed about
sliding his dick all the way down into my throat and burring my nose in his
pubes. It was not to be, I always gagged when I tried and never archived my
goal. I could really do a good job sucking dick none the less and I could
tell he was getting really worked up

"Kev, I want your dick" he whispered

We shuffled around on his small bed until we could comfortably suck each
other off at the same time. In the process I came across a half-eaten
peanut butter sandwich and tossed it to the floor. Soon I was back to work
on his dick. He was not only blessed with a big dick but he had large balls
that hung low in his sack. In this position I could rub them on my face
while I sucked his dick. He could easily take my entire dick into his
mouth. I loved the feeling of his lips coming in contact with my sparse
pubic hair. My thoughts drifted back to what I had seen earlier in the
day. I imagined it was me sucking on Timmy and feeling him drawn into a dry
orgasm, his dick pulsing in my mouth. I felt my own orgasm building and
would not last long under the skillful tongue of Wayne.  I started to work
him harder. All of a sudden he was pumping my mouth full of cum. This
immediately sent me over the edge and I offered my nectar to him. What I
was capable of, with lots of practice, was getting all of his boy juice
into by tummy without any leaking out of my mouth in the process. We laid
there for a while enjoying the feeling of a spent dick going soft in your
mouth before we moved around on the bed until we had our heads resting
together on his pillow. Then he draped his leg across my leg and played
with my foot with his. I wanted to stay but knew I would have to be home
before my mother got there. I also had to get ready for a Scout camp out as
it was the tradition the first weekend after school was out. Out of know
were

"Don't worry Kev, you'll like being in the Wolf Patrol"

"I know...I like all of you guys"

"You should have known once you started pumping out cum like you do he
would give you the boot" he chuckled "Oh and don't think that dick of yours
will get any less attention in the Wolf Patrol"

The Scout Master of our Troop always had the youngest boys sleep in his
tent and would suck their dicks. He seemed to like it a lot when you first
started making sperm but after about a year he lost interest and you had to
change Patrols. I stayed in the Badger Patrol longer than most boys.

"I better go"

I got up and put my clothes back on but could not find one of my socks. I
looked through the piles of cloths and shit that carpeted Wayne's floor.

"Fuck it, I'll see you tonight"

I slipped my bare foot into my sneaker and headed for home. I knew better
than to leave my bike laying in the driveway and stashed it in the garage.
Speckles was going crazy like she had not seen me in years. I was able to
take a nice long hot shower before my mom got home. I made it back to the
privacy of my room just in time before she had a chance to Hassel me about,
who knows what. I got the rest of my camping gear and waited for Darrel to
come and pick me up downstairs in the living room. My mother was talking to
me from the kitchen and I tried to be interested.  There was a knock at the
door and I started to get up and gather my gear.

"Come in dear" shouted my mom from the kitchen

The door opened and Darrel came into the house making his way to the
kitchen giving me a wink.

"Why you look especially lovely today Ms. G"

"Oh turn it off Darrel you know I won't fall for it" she said sweetly "but
thank you all the same"

I joined him by the kitchen door.

"You ready?"

"Sure, bye mom"

"Bye sweetie, have fun"

Soon we were heading to the Scout House. Darrel was one of the few friends
my mother would let me ride with. Probably because of all the bull shit he
feeds her.

"Darrel?"

"What?"

"How about a quickie before we get there? Go the back way"

"No, you know I don't do that shit anymore Kev and besides I have a
girlfriend for that"

"She gives you blow jobs, really? Is she as good as me?" I said
sarcastically

"Fuck you"

He turned onto the back road that also went to the Scout House but was
rarely used.  A little ways down there was an out building used for storing
farm equipment. He pulled around behind it and stopped. He looked around
nervously before undoing his pant and sliding them to his knees along with
his underwear.

"Hurry up Kev"

He reclined the seat as far as it would go giving me good access. His dick
was totally soft. I leaned over and took him into my mouth. I also love the
feeling of a dick coming alive in my mouth and soon he was fully hard. I
could get all the way down to the base of his dick and did a few long ones
burying my nose in his pubes. He smelled like soap, too bad. I knew we did
not have much time so I concentrated on his dick head with my sucking mouth
and twirling tongue. I started jacking his shaft rapidly with my hand. He
was moaning lightly and started rubbing the back of my head. His moaning
got louder and his head rubbing picked up its pace. He was breathing
heavily.

"Oh shit Kev, ARRRRRRR"

I slammed my mouth all the way to the base of his cock with the help of his
pressing hand. He was pumping what seemed like gallons of cum into me, he
tasted fantastic and I could tell it had been a while for him. When he
finished I sat up and both of us were panting. He reached down and squeezed
his softening dick and a large white drop appeared at the tip. He motioned
with his head for me to get it. I reached out and scooped it up with my
finger. Then I jammed it into his mouth. He quickly pulled my hand from his
face and we both laughed.

"We better get going"

Next chapter, Tuesday morning

I hope you enjoyed the opening chapter of the story and would like to hear
from you.