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The Itch by A.Larkin 2017 all rights reserved.
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All of the usual disclaimers apply. This is a work of complete fiction. None of the characters exist in reality.
Of course there is enough to satisfy all you ignominious wankers but there is also a story here. It didn't start out this way but it became a coming of age story. This story is consists of 5 parts.
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The Itch
The Itch Part 2
In his dream it was as if something was prodding his behind. Still asleep, he pulled his legs up to allow the intrusion. Leaving his hole unguarded spiked his lust causing him to imagine that something was penetrating him. The digital clock said 4 am and Kevin's cock was hard. The focus of his desire had moved from the head of his cock to his bottom hole. In his half sleep he heard the man in the black car say, “You know what I mean, a big dick up your ass.” He imagined it happening because he wanted it to happen. Kevin probed his hole as deeply as he could. The idea that it was dirty made his effort mischievous and obscene. Pulling his legs back, he pushed his forefinger as deep as he could. Putting 2 fingers in his mouth he lavished them with spit and then ventured further. He pushed up as far as he could, continuing to jerk off in fits. Kevin was alive with lust. An image came to his mind and he sat up and then rooted through a cardboard box that lay next to his bed. In it he found what he was looking for. A red and white plastic flute from a distant, unattended music class. He put gel all over his flute and then plunged it up his ass. Closing his eyes he imagine the man, he imagined the boy from detention, he imagined the tall boy with the bad complexion that he wanted to get to know. He even imagined the vice principal Mr. Hooper. He pushed the flute in and out of his ass. He could see the man with the black car holding his cock and then pushing it up his ass. He thought it might hurt but he didn't care. He wanted it to happen. He could see the man behind him, he could see the man over him and he could see the man fucking him hard. This last thought provoked his orgasm. Just moving the flute up and down caused his orgasm to be doubled or maybe tripled. Exhausted, naked with the plastic flute still up his ass, Kevin went back to sleep.
Clayton.
Clayton was a small blond boy from a lower grade. He liked Kevin and would always let him know but Kevin wasn't very interested. When Clayton asked to come over he said "No!"
Clayton persisted until Kevin finally said, "Oh ok!"
The younger boy was neat and tidy. He wore a studious pair of glasses and was always chipper and talked in a very high musical voice that was spontaneous and giggly.
“Kevin, how come you live out here instead of the house?”
They both settled in, comfortably reclining on Kevin's messy bed. ”I like it better out here.”
Clayton was reliably optimistic and always silly. “I have to share my bedroom with my older brother. He likes to torture me when nobody is looking but I'm used to it.” He giggled.
Kevin gave a mischievous grin. “Well since you're here can I torture you?”
He smiled and giggled at Kevin, even tugging at his arm. “Ok if you want to.” They both laughed.
The boy was happy just to be in Kevin's company.
Sitting close to each other, Clayton's familiarity put the older boy at ease. It was then that the feeling suddenly came back to Kevin in a rush. The same feeling he had every morning when he woke up, the same feeling he had in detention and sitting next to the younger, smiling boy in glasses was no different. He wondered if Clayton would like to see it? He spread out and reached into his pants so that he could re-adjust it upward. He made sure that Clayton could see the rise in his pants until it formed a long hard lump. He stroked and comforted it the same way he did when he was in detention. They smiled knowingly at each other and he could see that Clayton was not only interested, but enthusiastic. Kevin unthreaded his belt and opened his pants revealing his penis filling his underwear. When he pulled it away his cock stood straight up.
Clayton approved and snuggled closer. “Yours is even bigger than my brother's.”
He sat up next to Kevin so that they were touching. He lay one hand on Kevin's thigh. Clayton took time to open his own pants revealing a much smaller dickie that was as rigid as a twig. Without being prompted, the younger boy took hold of Kevin's stiff cock. He smiled up at the older boy. Kevin stopped just long enough to shed all his clothes and was followed by Clayton doing the same. Now both boys were naked and both boys were hard.
Once the younger boy took hold of Kevin's cock, he became devoted and immersed in Kevin's teenage body odor. Taking it a step further he put the stiff cock into his mouth. He seemed to know exactly what he was doing. Recalling the meeting with the strange man at the mall Kevin found himself playing the opposite role with Clayton. Holding the boy's head with both hands he guided it to where he wanted it. Soon Kevin was up on his knees over Clayton carrying out a motion aimed at resolution. Clayton let go and facing Kevin, pulled his legs all the way back presenting the older boy with his hole.
Clayton fingered it to show that he was receptive. “It's ok, my brother does it to me all the time.”
There was an uncertain pause.
“Do it to me.” This was followed with a giggle.
Kevin fingered the boys hole out of inexperience and curiosity. Up to this point fingering his own butt hole is as far as he had gotten so this was definitely a step up.
Both boys applied spit to their respective parts and Kevin began a cautious penetration using his hard cock. Half way up, he pulled out and Clayton applied more spit making it easy going. It became easier and even though he was afraid that he might be hurting the smaller and younger boy he was encouraged to do it faster. Clayton was hanging on and staring up with wide eyes. In an instant, Kevin began to cum up the boy's ass. Only after it subsided did Kevin fall on the boy in an embrace. Clayton hugged him expressing affection. This was something that Kevin was not familiar with but he let the boy cuddle. Disengaging, Clayton lay his head in Kevin's lap and began jerking himself off. He was looking up into Kevin's face and into his eyes. The younger boy reached up and pulling him down, they began to kiss.
Ricky.
Ricardo was bigger than most of the kids at the middle school. He had warm brown skin and hair that was jet black. His smile was full and bright. Ricardo was friendly and gregarious.
Kevin approached him. “Hi.”
Maintaining a friendly grin he turned towards the boy. “Yeah, what?”
Kevin stumbled on his words. “Can you get me some?”
Ricardo gave him a knowing smile. “Get you some, what?”
Kevin said, “You know..”
“No I don't know, you tell me!”
“Um.. Jimi said you could get some, you know..”
Ricardo was still friendly and in a teasing way, said. “Ok, ok, how much you want?”
He hadn't considered this aspect of the transaction. “Um, I don't know?”
“Ok, ok, how much you got to spend?”
Kevin was encouraged. “I got a twenty.”
“Tell me where you live and I'll come by in a few hours.”
Before separating Kevin said, “Thanks.”
The Spanish boy turned and called after him. “Call me Ricky, all my friends call me Ricky.”
Kevin felt like he had made a friend. “Ok, I'll see you later.
This weed gets me so hot. Kevin, you got a girlfriend?
He was almost apologetic.“No, I don't.”
Ricky was built and much bigger than Kevin. There was no doubt that if it came to it, Ricky could kick Kevin's ass without half trying.
“I do, but sometimes she can be a real pain.”
Taking a hit off of the thinly rolled joint he leaned closer to Kevin. “You know her, Brianna? Take it from me, she's a really good fuck but she can be a fuckin bitch.”
He passed the joint to Kevin.
“We like fuck all the time and then for some stupid reason she all of a sudden won't let me fuck her for almost a week. I keep askin her but she gets all bitchy and says no. She says I was taken her for granted. I don't even know what that means? I think she wants me to beg for it.”
Ricky heaved a sigh of exasperation. “Women!”
Beaming at Kevin he said, “One thing I won't do is beg! There's no way I can go that long.”
Kevin was under Ricky's spell.
“I think she's waitin for my big balls to fill up with cum. She pretends she doesn't like it but I know she does.”
“When she's hot, she'll do anything.” Kevin passed the joint to Ricky .
“Well, almost anything.” He eyed Kevin, trying to see what he was about. “Are you a fag?”
The question shocked Kevin and he quickly said, “No.”
“Don't get me wrong, I don't have anything against them.”
Looking directly at Kevin he said, “I mean, I don't mind or anything. If someone wants to suck my dick, it be alright by me.”
The marijuana had cast a fantasy aura around them. “Really good weed, huh?”
Kevin stumbled on his words. “Um, yeah.”
Ricky slid down a little and opened his pants.
He took it out and was flipping it up and down. “Nice huh?”
He pulled his foreskin down and began nurturing a hard-on. Probably because of the weed, Ricky's growing cock became central to Kevin. “Come on, blow me, I can tell you want to. I won't say nothing.”
Kevin began jerking off too and moved closer. “Come on, do it.”
If he had any apprehension he just shrugged it away and took hold of Ricky's stiff cock.
Ricky was commanding and ordering Kevin to do this and that. “Don't just suck it, I like it if you use your tongue.”
He smiled and said, “Lick it and don't forget my nuts.”
In the marijuana haze Kevin had a strange vision of his father and his mother and the vice principal, Mr, Hooper. They were all saying, “Kevin, how can you do something so disgusting? What will people think of you? Is this what you want to do with your life?”
He smiled and said silently to himself, “Yeah, I like it and fuck you too!”
Ricky held his head and pushed his cock down his throat. “Now lick my nuts.”
Being used by Ricky made him feel really good. Ricky got up on his knees, big dick swinging.
Manhandling Kevin he said, “Come on, take em off!”
Once naked, He started probing Kevin's asshole. “You got any K-Y or something?”
Kevin gave him his bottle of jerk-off gel.
“I want to fuck that bitch Brianna's ass but she won't let me.”
He was positioning Kevin to be fucked from behind. “You know what she said? She called me a filthy pig, which I am.”
Ricky laughed and applied the clear gel to his stiff up-right cock. “You've been fucked before, right?”
Kevin didn't answer. He felt the dick head pushing its way in.
“I don't know why, I just like doing this but for some reason girls usually don't like gettin butt-fucked.”
He pushed up further and Kevin was grunting and cried out. “You're too big.”
Ricky lay on top of him and whispered into his ear. “Kevin, all's you have to do is give it up, let it happen. If you don't it will hurt like hell. I promise, it will feel better.”
Ricky was over him pumping away. He was right the pain did subside but the intensity of the experience continued to rise causing Kevin to moan and gasp. Finally Ricky started grunting and pushing for depth. Kevin suddenly felt himself being flooded.
Ricky picked up a pair of Kevin's dirty underwear and wiped his cock with them and then began to get dressed. He was in good spirits. “Nice, huh?”
Looking down at Kevin who was still prone on the bed and in recovery. “That was alright, wasn't it?”
Kevin didn't answer he just gave out a moan.
Ricky's friendly laugh was meant to lighten the mood. “Well I thought it was. Don't worry, you'll be alright. My uncle did it to me lots of times when I was little.”
He sat down on the bed next to Kevin and said, “Here, let me give you a little more of this weed. If you need some more, just let me know.”
Standing up he said, “I got to shove off, I'll see you later.”
Kevin lay naked on his bed for awhile. Where Ricky's big cock had once been was now a numb and tingling void. It had been painful but there was something about it. It was more than just wanting it to happen, it was because Ricky wanted to do it so bad. Without any resistance, Kevin let him do it. This was brought home when he stood up to retrieve his underwear. Ricky's voluminous dose of cum came out, soaked his underwear and ran down both legs.
End of Part 2
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