Date: Sat, 12 Nov 2005 09:26:41 EST
From: Jarrod749@aol.com
Subject: The Sneakers  [ws]

Disclaimer: If you are not yet 18 years of age or if it is illegal to read
materials of this kind where you live, then please stop now. This story
contains descriptions of sexual activity between teenage boys. 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.


The Sneakers  [ws]


Buddy was a cute young dude.

Bright and cheery. Always ready with a helping hand or a joke with folks,
friends, and even strangers.

He wasn't lucky enough to have a home in an up and coming neighborhood
though. He never even thought about it though, when he trekked the generally dirty,
mostly garbage strewn streets on the way home from school each day.
'Landmarks' like sewer covers, drains, and dumpsters were bases, out of bounds markers
and the like to him, since the only thoughts he really had, were those of
stickball or football he and his pals played on these streets. Sometimes even the d
iscarded cardboard and the like became bases. Kids don't often notice 'what'
the item is, so much as what it's used for. Sort of like the boys at Christmas
time find more fun inside large boxes appliances and the like came in, than
the toys that were so carefully chosen and wrapped.

Anyways, Buddy was doing something this day he DID think about normally
before doing anything. That was to wear his brand new, bright white sneakers he'd
gotten for his birthday. He'd actually only worn them during these first few
weeks in the house, or when he was out with his folks somewhere.

He'd thought about it that morning, and then shaking his head, snatched them
off the floor of the closet and laced them on. He was going to wear them to
school. EVERYone knows. You ask for trouble when you wear your brand new sneaks
out in the nabe.

Just like certain kinds of cars are a magnet for thieves and chop shops, new
sneakers are the same in poor neighborhoods to punks, bullies and teen thugs.

I remember once having a kid paroled to me who had a court appearance for a
prior burglary. We waited a long day into the early morning for his hearing.
The kid knew the ropes of the courts, and as he checked the time approaching 1
AM, he knew he was on the way to Rikers for overnight.

He forlornly stared at his feet, and told me, "Well, this is probably the
last I'll see of these."

He meant the new sneakers I had bought for him after he was released to me
from jail.

Naively, I asked, "Whatta you mean?"

"The minute I walk in that jail tonight, them fuckers'll steal them right off
my feet," he said, a tear in his eye. "I'll be lucky to get out of there with
my ass."

I got the eye of his public defender and begged him to get the kid's case
heard before adjournment so I could take Mike home with me.

I pleaded the story of the kid's sneakers...and butt, too....and the young
lawyer was a real dude, and by 12:55 AM we were walking to the parking area free
from an overnight jail stay for Mike....and with his new sneakers on his feet.

Well, anyway, back to Buddy. It was another typical day for the popular teen.
Good class participation, smiling teachers, aggressive fun in gym class and
now had just broken from a few pals he left school with for home. These last
streets on the way toward his own nabe, he usually walked alone.

Hands in pockets....it was not beneath him to fun his pud as he made his way
home. After all, the closer he got to his bedroom....and his bed, the closer
he was to getting his afternoon, afterschool nut. The tension was already
starting to short up his breath.

It was so fucking sudden. One second he's shuffling freely, if haltingly as
the hard cock in his pants, tingling, signaling the cum that was no more than
five minutes away....the next second, "Urrrwallllpppf!" he grunts as he's
grabbed by both arms and the waist of his jeans so hard that they were pulled up
the crack of his ass, and shoved into an alley where he's, 'Fallummph!' slammed
to the ground face first into a pile of trash behind a dumpster.

Buddy didn't see or hear anything. But of course, the distraction with what
was happening in his pants put him off his guard.

He'd never been jumped before and was not even aware enough to try and get
out of there, good runner that he was....he could probably at least given the
punks a run for their money. But, as it was, he was only aware he was laying in
garbage...the stink....the disgust of it, and he started to kneel up brushing
himself as if he'd merely fallen.

Too late! A foot came down on his neck and with just enough pressure to keep
him down, he experienced the fear of every kid with new sneaks....the other
two scum were pulling the laces and stripping him of them.

Buddy started whimpering to himself. He realized his stupidity at setting
himself up like this by not only wearing the punk magnets, but not paying
attention to where he was as he walked home.

With the foot still on his neck, one of the other kids pushed him over on his
back with the tip of his foot. They had actually started to leave but then
heard the whimpering.

"Whut we got here, eh? A fucking whining pussy? 'Zat it? 'ZAT IT, FAGGOT!!"

One of the others said, "You a girlyboy, dirthole? Are yuh?"

The one with the foot still on Buddy's neck, now pressing it into a gagging
Buddy's adam's apple, sneered and said, "He's a whinin' cunt awright.
Lookit'im! Useless shit! Only thing worth a shit was them sneaks."

The first kid now takes a hard look at the pretty boy at their mercy. He
knee-dropped to Buddy's belly knocking the wind out of him, then rolled
forward and squatted over his shoulders. "You suck, kid?"

Buddy couldn't believe it! He'd never been threatened like this. He'd always
been the popular crowd pleasing leader amongst his peers and never considered
anything like this happening to him.

"N-n-n-n-nuh-nooooo---no mannn! Don't No! I...no....don't, "Sssmumpphhhkkk!"

"Suck, fuck!"

Wide as saucers, Buddy's eyes were all but popping out their sockets. He was
sucking! Sucking another kid's cock! Sucking where a kid pisses...shoots his
nut! "Goddddddddd!" he screamed into the throat-sealing cockhead deep in his
face. As tears welled up in his formerly bright and cheery, now bloodshot eyes,
the others were unthinkingly rubbing the front of their pants. They hadn't
even thought about punking the handsome dude. All they was after was the sneaks.
All, because that's all they'd seen as he came up the street that afternoon.
They never even lifted their eyes to the rest of him. The target was the
feet....the sneaks, and they took off likes bats outta hell as soon as he got to
their strike point.

But now. Now they see a 'prettyboi' dude. Dressed in the best stuff, not to
mention the sneaks. Buddy's parents spent any extra cash on making Buddy the
happy kid he was. He proved worthy of their doting on him. Now, he was about to
pay dearly for that.

Actually, what seemed to start this was the kid who ripped the sneaks off
Buddy's feet. When the second one came off finally after much tugging and
twisting, his white athletic sock came off with it. It seemed like the bare skin,
usually covered, sent signals to them...rousing some horns they normally had
controlled at this time of day.

The kid who'd had a foot to Buddy's neck, seemed obsessed for a second, as he
dropped to his knees, unbuttoned the kid's pants and yanked them off. While
they'd check foot sizes and the sneakers later, the rest of their bodies were
pretty much the same as Buddy's. So, whatever any of the kids took off of Buddy
they more than likely were going to be wearing the next day...if not, on the
way home that very afternoon. He then pulled off the other sock.

"Urrullpp! Gulrkkk! Ucch! Gulggcch!"

The face-fucker, 'Jake', the others called him, smacked at Buddy's
cocksucking face and screamed, "No teeth you fucking queerass! NO
MUTHAFUCKIN' TEETH!"

Buddy's whimpers and involuntary lower body jerks and bumps were
palpable... and horn enhancing for the onlooking punks who were closer now
to getting their nut in a prettyboi's face.

The kid who foot-pressed Buddy's neck, Morry, was now kneeling behind Buddy's
bobbing head pulling at the windbreaker he had on. Swift work made of that,
next was Buddy's tie-dyed  blue and yellow tee shirt which separated Jake's
cock from Buddy's mouth momentarily as it was pulled off the kid's head.

Morry started to tear it, but then thought he'd like to wear it....and
quickly, he pulled off his own jacket and tee and had Buddy's shirt
on. Standing, he leaned down over Buddy, and fluttered the bottom of the
shirt at him. Buddy's eyes closed with a shlukk-shlkky sigh over Jake's
prick at the sight of his own shirt on the punk.

So down into mindlessness, Buddy was not really aware he was balls naked in
that pile of garbage where he was sucking his first ever cock.

"Oh man! Oh! Oh! Oh! Oh goddd!" Jake was reaching up and grabbing at his
buddy thugs. He clenched at Tony's arm, and Morry and started hump-ramming
Buddy's cock-stuffed face. "Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhunhhhhhh!" he moaned into a
heaving sigh!  "Oh god whutta cum! Whutta cum! Whutta fuckin' CUMMMMM!"
Jake screamed down the echoing alley way.

As he was folding down into an aftercum haze, Tony yanked him off Buddy and
plowed him some face of his own. Mannnn, it was like taking territory! There
was still boy tongue swimming in spooge goo when Tony's prick slid through
Buddy's now swollen and pube beaten lips.

"Ooooooooooooooooshhhhhh!" Tony swooned as he felt that hot, moist and sloppy
tongue on the underside of his supercharged peter.

It wasn't long and Tony was punching into Buddy's shoulders as he got his
sorely needed nut. "Ohhhhahhhh! Suck 'n swallow, faggot...yahhhhhhhhhh. Ohh man,
when his tongue swipes under it...around the side and then presses the top of
it into the roof of his mouth when he swallows. Ohmagodddd...there can't be
nuthin' good as thissssss!"

Tony's butt muscles were still in fuck-flex and dimpling as the last of his
cumdrooze burbled out of his piss hole over Buddy's swolled up tongue.

Playfully, Morry shoved his fellow punk off Buddy and rammed him some pretty
boy mouth of his own. He loved the feel. He yowled to Tony how the feeling was
"'Zackly whutchu said!"

He sat comfy like on Buddy's breastbone, then grabbed the young cocksucker by
the ears and pistoned his boyface over his throbbing redbone till he shot his
wad.

Looking up in a radiant glow at the smiling faces of his buds, Morry reached
a hand to both and they yanked him to his feet.....his arching, half-hard
prick still hanging from his pants with a silvery seed string hanging two feet
connecting to Buddy's lips.

Soon, Tony was stripping off his pants and putting Buddy's on.

Jake had the new sneaks off Buddy wrapped with the kid's boxers, Tony's dirty
jeans and Jake's own tee.

Tony found Buddy's wallet in the pants and there were three single dollar
bills in it...which he pulled out and split with the others, repocketing the now
empty wallet.

Snickering they playfully kicked at their cumdump on the alley ground in the
garbage where they'd fucked his face.

"Git up, faggot...we gonna walk yuh home."

Buddy would have been horrified at these tough dudes following on home with
him, but he really was out of it now. The two guys that didn't ram his face
into their pubes while fuck-feeding him, had bounced his head into the
pavement over and over. Mentally, he was temporarily out of order.

They grabbed his shoulders as he stood up on his rubbery legs and bare feet
and shoved his forward toward the street. The fucker was butt naked!!!

They weren't going to walk the poor bastard home naked were they?

YES THEY WERE!

"Take us home with you, cocksucker," Tony called to him as he took a foot to
the naked butt in front of him. Buddy stumbled ahead, covering his balls with
one hand and trying to cover his crack behind him with the other, feeling more
and more like the heavy bag in the gym as the three punks punched and kicked
at him till they covered the entire block and a half to Buddy's apartment
house.

The few adults that saw the naked kid, just shook their heads at the 'pranks
of kids these days'....HA!

The kids they passed, laughed...except for a couple who knew exactly what was
happening...probably 'cause it had happened to them. They dropped their heads
and looked away.

At the steps to Buddy's place, he expected the punks to hand him their
'replacement' clothes and the key from his pants.

Ohhhhh noooooooooooo! THEY were going to open the door with the key from
Buddy's pants Tony digged out of the front pocket.

"Whut time any folks gets home, faggot," Jake asked, smacking the side of
Buddy's head as he did so.

"Uh-umm--5 uh clock....my muh--mother...gets..."

'Slammmmmm!' 'Ffffwumpppamuph!' the front wall shook as they slammed the
door....then they shoved Buddy to the floor inside the apartment.

Buddy was coming out of his stupor now, and was crying....curling into a
fetal ball on the floor there in front of these punks violating his own house.

Morry scoured the apartment and then called from outside a room at the other
end of the apartment and was waving the others on.

Tony detoured to the kitchen and found a couple pieces of cold pizza and
three beers.
As the kids dealt the pizza amongst them and popped the cans, they had Buddy
strip the bed in his parents' room.

Still crying, Buddy's half-hearted efforts at pulling the spread and blanket
from his mother's bed were rewarded by two hard kicks to his ass from Jake and
Morry for being too slow.

Tony told his buds to strip but set out their clothes such that they could
get out quick if need be. Then Tony choreographed a scene he must have had
dreams about. With a casual smack across Buddy's face backhanded just because, he
turned to Jake and Morry and had them sit naked facing each other on the
bed...then....shove their legs up and back over their own heads till they pushed
back onto their shoulders. This way their butts were high in the air, supported
by hands under their hips propping themselves up. He pushed Morry up against
Jake's. Both their tailbones touched and their butt creases were
aligned....their butt holes very close as well.

He grabbed the trembling Buddy by his scruff and with a hand to the kid's
wavy golden blonde hair, he shoved the Buddy's face into the ass slot of both his
friends...."Eat butt, faggot! MUNCH!" Tony barked.

"I wanna hear suckin' and tongue slopping or ahmena beat the shit outta you,
yuh fuckin' queer!"

"Godddd! Ohhhh!" squealed Jake when he felt the kid's lips at his bunger. "Oh
god," joined Morry, "Oh goddddd..."

Tony got right down into Buddy's face and growled at him while taking the
boy's finger and shoving it through Jake's crack to his hole...."See that
queerbait? See that! That's butthole pucker, dude. Tongue out...TONGUE OUT
I SAID!  Yehhh...like'at. You eat that! Eat that, NOWWWW fucker!"

Buddy's quivering lips kissed to boy hole and his already darting tongue
slipped in alongside his finger already pressed to Jake's shriveled tail skins.

Jake's body jerked and trembled from the ecstasy of that fabulous tongue-h
oling he was getting. Chicken skin puckered over his entire body. He couldn't
believe there was a tongue inside him! IN-FUCKING-side him!

The mangy funk was making Buddy's stomach do flips. He was convulsive but
tried so hard not to throw up, more to not mess his parents' bed than anything
else. Soon, poor Jake, whose nerve endings had long ago gone into overload, had
his bunghole voided of Buddy tongue in favor of Morry's boyhole.

The same internal tremors took over Morry as he had his teen ass eaten out by
the their brandy new pretty boy cocksucker.

Except for these punks being punks, they were good looking dudes themselves.
Scruffy scuzballs, but good looking. They all had dark unkempt hair, brown or
black...not over long, but clearly eligible for a pass under a clipper.

They were all fair-skinned boys, maybe german/irish or polish background in
appearance. Their slender, toned bodies were like those of swimmers...except
Tony, who was more of a waif, looking more like a track runner.

Morry's cock was the only one that qualified as 'big', at about 7". The
others hardened up to about 5 1/2 inches, no more than 6".

Buddy was fair as well, aryan maybe as well, blonde wavy hair neatly trimmed.
His build was much similar to the punks, with a 5 inch dick. They all were
between 5' 8" and 5' 9" and 135 to 150 pounds.

"Oh god, uhhhh pleeeze...." Buddy wheezed on pulling out of Morry's hole.

Tony was unrelenting, and just two-handedly gripped both sides of Buddy's
head and rammed in back into Morry's assslot....'Ffwumfff!'

Eating asshole for the first time, Buddy felt like he'd been in those funky
creases for hours when it was only a few minutes.

Tony wasn't to be denied. He stripped down and turned Buddy over on his back
with his head right next to Jake's on the bed. Jake watched Tony's butt slowly
descend over Buddy's tear streamed face, "Squsshhlkkkff!"

Jake got hot watching the fucking kid downed into bunghole funk. He could
hear the kid's fucking tongue slicking up into his buddy's ass. It was
absolutely too much...tooo fucking much for these boned up guys.

Morry was up on his knees between Buddy's legs now, and picked them up
pushing them against Tony's back. He even pulled Tony's arms back so he could get a
grip around the  Buddy's knees. Morry was hard as rock staring into the spread
cheeks of Buddy's pinky boypussy.

He pulled his meat gently, steadily and pressed forward...doing something he
never had cross his mind up to one hour ago....fuck a boyhole! He spit a gob
to his hand, swabbing his prick. Then he spit a goob right into the winking
pucker that beckoned his teenstalk in to its warm, moist joy-giving velvet
clutches.

Tony moved back off the gagging fucktool and replaced asshole with balls for
Buddy to lick while he screamed on Morry's entry up his cocksocket.
"Ahhhhhggghh! Agggggccccckkkkh!" Buddy screamed.

Tony kept telling him to "Shooooosh, boy....jus' do whutchu was meant to do.
Faggot's serve their fuckmasters....and thet's jus' whutchu doin', tool!"

Now Jake moved over Buddy's head and laid his balls on the kid's nose. The
two punks moved Buddy's head this way and that, up and down, back and forth so
they shared the wealth of lips and tongue on their funky nuts over and over.
The kids were wanting some cunt stuffing, so they were holding their loads.

A crazed and heaving from Morry indicated they wouldn't have long to wait.
The whole bed rocked and bounced as Morry screamed, "Yiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!
I can't b'lieve how good this fuck-in' is-s-s-s-s-s-s-s-s!!!!!"

This from a boy who'd been dickie-dunking twat since he was 13! Morry
couldn't get enough of Buddy's hot-cumbuttered hole. He laid there fully
consumed by teenboy cunt never wanting to pull out.

Alas! Pull out he did, but not without Tony getting him in a neck-lock and
yanking out of Buddy and completely off the bed to the floor. The throbbing hulk
of teen boy that was a fucked out Morry lay sprawled on the floor of Buddy's
folk's room with his head on his arm, saliva drizzing from the corner of his
mouth over his wrist.

Poor Tony. While he was extricating Morry from the hole of choice in Buddy's
crease, it was refilled with Jake's fine tool and the kid was in full fuckrut
by the time Tony looked up at him and they both smiled, even Jake, through his
grimace as he tried to fuck his tool all the way up through Buddy's mouth! He
fucked the kid with such strongs that the bed was constantly squeaking and
rocking in a rhythm to match. "Uh! Uh! Uh! Ohhh! Ohh!" groaned and grunted both
Buddy and his teenboi fuckmaster.

"Say it you fuckin' faggot! Say it! Say, 'Fuck me, Jakey....pleeeeease fuck
me Jakee!' Say it you goddam queer!"

"Uh! Uh! Unghhh! F-f-fpff-fuck mmm-muh meee...Jak...eeeee!" poor Buddy
repeated while he bounced under the relentless pounding he was taking.

"Yahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!" Jake roared, annnnnnd....he cummmmmmmed! He shivered
and trembled in the afterfuck glow of his teen creaming.
"Wheeeeeeooooohhhhfff!" he wheezed. He yanked his dripping cock from Buddy's ooozing bunger, and
slapped Buddy's pretty bubble butt again and again, till Tony got Buddy over on
his belly, nudged in front of Jake and replowed Buddy's cream-sloppy hole.

Something of a violent shudder came over Tony as he realized his prize tool
was probing through the gushing goo of both his buddies' sperm. His buddies'
baby sludge. The ass skins where their boypricks rode just moments ago....he was
fucking smoothe as glass through them same skins now. He quivered in that
knowledge. It made him hotter still to know he was riding his fine pricktool
through both the other boys' spooge.

He rode boybutt in fine rhythm, and then laid down full length over Buddy's
punkywhite back and bit the kid's neck...the back of his head...then he
smothered Buddy's right ear.....licked it....sucked it, and then took the
whole cusp of the ear into his mouth and chewed at it....ohmigodddd! He did
it with the left ear, too!

He was crazed. His eyes were rolled back in his head as he reamed that young
cocksucker under him. He fucked Buddy. He reamed him. He ravaged, pummeled and
pounded that boy pussy teen! He was raging...growling, screaming....he was
fucking Buddy for almost 20 minutes!

The recovered buddies were having to get some mouth and hand service from the
reamed out, bobbing ragdool that was left of Buddy while they joyed in the
wild ride Tony was taking. Jake sat next to the bouncing fuckscene and put his
cock to Buddy's closed fist and rubbed it over his pud till the kid just held
tight while Jake fucked his palm.

Morry pulled the kid's face up and sat under his mouth so the kid could down
some dork while he continued to serve Tony's ravaging fucktool.

"Ohgodohgodohgoddddddd!" screamed Tony. It was more of a growl....a roar as
he shot and shot and shot his load up the kid's bunger. Tony had cummmed TWICE
up that Buddychute! He was so crazed in the first cumpumping that his blowoff
was smothered in his screaming lust of fuck!

As he lay heaving breath, gasping with the gagging Buddy who still had a
mouth full of Morry meat, he slowly normalized.

Then there was a bit of quiet, motionless tension. Tony pressed his fists to
the mattress at Buddy's sides, then, oh, oh, oh noooooooooooo! Out from under
his belly, still pasted to Buddy's sweated back camed an ooze, then a stream
and now a gush as Tony lifted off the fucked out cuntboi.....first golden, and
then a mix of pearly curdle and pissssssssssssss! Tony was pissing the kid's
young cumfilled bung!

The fuckslop and piss drenched the bedclothes and was certainly seeping into
the mattress! Buddy's life with his parents was going to be ruined. Piss in
their bed! How could he recover this?? He wasn't even aware of the disaster Tony
had set off.

The others were in shock! Their pricks at first started wilting in Buddy's
hand and mouth, but thennnnnnnn.....holeeeeshitttt! They went rock hard
humping like crazy and blowed off another wad of teenjelly. Jake's load
joined the puddle of piss and cumcurd already collecting in the sheets next
to the hand of Buddy's he was fucking into.

Of course, Morry's pearl seed covered Buddy's tongue, was swallowed or
droozed out onto the bed as well. It seemed everything the kids did now
near the end of their fabulous stay as Buddy's houseguests, made a fucking
new mess of the 'rents' bed.

Jake and Morry stood up away from the bed. Tony was up on his knees behind
Buddy's pissed-on butthole.

All three teens were soft and yet still in hand and then up they pulled their
slumbering pricks and started to stream golden boy piss all over the kid
they'd enjoyed so much of the whole afternoon. They pissed his head, the bed, his
back, his ass, his legs, his feet and between his toes. Tony had built up some
more water in his bladder and moved up front of Buddy, pulled him up by his
hair and barked, "OPEN UP!"

Buddy's mouth fell open and a hard shot of piss squirted through the kid's
lips so hard that when it hit the back of his mouth he closed it in shock and
took it dead in the face, splattering all over the foot of the bed.

After he dropped Buddy's piss soaked head back to the bed, he joined Jake and
Morry who were shuffling out into the hallway.

Then, without even a thought, it seemed the three dudes just left the room
bareassed as they were and the next thing was butt slap sounds and squeals and
yowls from the bathroom. The fuckers were in there taking a shower! They were
literally completing the cycle with Buddy....totally violating his folks'
apartment.

The whole scene had taken less than an hour, and they still had plenty of
time before the kid's mother got home.

After rinsing off in the shower, and still soaking wet, they dripped through
the hall into Buddy's bedroom and selected a whole new set of clothes each
from still packaged, new underwear and socks, to a couple handsome tee shirts
each out of his bureau. New pants, and jackets from the closet...and dressed
themselves completely after they air-dried. They had left puddles of water that
dripped off them from the hallway to the bedroom....not to mention the bathroom
mess.

Pulling Buddy's duffle out of the closet, they threw in a ball glove, 3
baseballs, a sheaf of tennis balls, football, a pile of cds and 'puter game disks.
Tony noted they should check out the dvds in the living room and the kitchen
for any household cash. None of these poor punks had a computer, so they'd sell
the game disks for sure, and maybe the dvds and cds, too.

It turned into a treasure trove. They found some super hoodie sweatshirts,
too. It ended up they just started throwing in doubles and triples of everything
till they couldn't get any more stuff in the bag.

Back in the 'rents' room,  Morry found he fit the new sneaks perfect, so they
became his.

They each patted Buddy's butt, and said "Thanks, cocksucker...we all got some
great stuff to wear 'cuz of yur fine generosity, fagboi."

Morry stuffed a foot clad with Buddy's sneaker up against his head on the bed
where he still lay and said...."And thanks 'specially for dese...." as he
pressed the toe into Buddy's cheek and said, "Lick it....LICK IT, faggot!" Buddy
craned his neck up and licked the toe of his own sneaker on Morry's foot.

Soon after, while there were some distant clinks and slams from elsewhere in
the apartment, it was quiet in the mess that was Buddy's folks' room.

Jake, Tony and Morry had raided the fridge after they found $35 in a coffee
can by the sink which they split.

There was bread, coldcuts, potato salad, mayonnaise, ketchup, soda and beer
cans all over the kitchen table and counters as they kids pigged out. They
really didn't care about anything they did and as they finished eating with about
a half hour left before Buddy's mom might appear, they kicked over the table
on it's side as they got up and hit the living room for the dvds.

This was no rich man's place, but the few comforts Buddy's family had were
more than the punks enjoyed wherever they lived. Buddy didn't know them from
school. They were either out of school, dropouts, or from another school nearby.

He probably would never run across them again, but this pass was more than
enough.

With a tremendous slam, they were gone.

Buddy was already doing everything he could to get as much in order as he
could. But he could never hide this mess. He stripped the bed, sprayed
disinfectant and floral spray his mom used onto the soaked mattress and
turned it over recovering it with new sheets. He opened as many windows
through the house as he could to get out the spray intensity and any
residual piss and cum scent....which I might add, had him at semi-hard
through the whole clean-up run.

He ran now into the living room and kitchen. Tears welled in his eyes when he
saw the empty coffee can turned over on the floor along with the food and
stuff from the overturned table. He did manage to clear it quickly wiping the
floor, counter and table with big towels.

He was even sort of pleased that in less than 15 minutes he had
re-established order in the house.

He shut all the windows again except in his own room and the bathroom where
it wouldn't be suspect.

There could be no explaining the disappearance of the money, but his mind was
running and he hoped to come up with a school activity reason for 'borrowing'
it, but he would have to tell immediately so it was not found 'missing'.

He teared up again seeing the pile of dvds the family had collected was gone.
Nothing else in the living room was amiss though, and old dvds wouldn't be
missed right away.

He left the shower to last since he had to clean himself of the mess those
fuckers had made of him.

Amazing! Absolutely amazing! he did it with 14 minutes to spare.

He showered, cleaned the shower and bathroom and soon calmed himself lying
down in his boxers on his bed with a magazine awaiting the sound of the key in
the lock. Also amazing...in spite of him washing out his mouth under the shower
spray and brushing his teeth and mouthwash gargling....as he diddled his cock
in his shorts, he could still 'taste' the cock...the cum...that had filled
his mouth for two hours that day. He might never forget that taste.....he heard
the key in the lock.....just about the time he shoved a hand through the leg
hole of his boxers in search of his hole.

The night went so fantastically smoothe he stood in disbelief as he turned
the TV on after dinner and he and his dad settled back for a basketball game.
His mind was a muddle of the afternoon's sex'citement, but he was picture of
calm...back in his all American boyness. He had told his mom he needed the money
for a science fair entry and project supplies. That went over fine.

His mom accused him of being vulturous with the decrease of the food in the
fridge. She would wait til she had him alone to discuss the missing beer which
she was replacing from the cupboard in case Buddy's father wanted one. She was
confused though when after she had kissed Buddy after work, she didn't smell
any beer. Even mouthwash doesn't kill beer smells.

The night wore on and soon the 'rents were off to bed. Buddy waited anxiously
for any indication of awareness of the disaster that was their room not seven
hours ago. There was none.

Buddy turned out the lights and clicked off the TV. The house was silent now,
and dark.

Buddy headed for his room. As he reached his doorway, he thought he heard
something back in the living room, and stopped to listen. Nothing.

He did not want to look in the bureau and closet to see what he no longer
had. His parents wouldn't miss seeing the sneaks since they knew he had been
protecting to not wear them to school.

He turned down the covers....and as he pulled his cum rag out from under
the mattress, he realized that in the entire time he was used that
afternoon, he never cummed himself.  Those fuckers sure weren't going to
give him any fun. It was all about them.

He set his alarm and shut the light. The smell of his cumrag got him on prong
immediately. It also reminded him of the tastes and scents of the afternoon.
As he pushed his boxers to his ankles and spread his legs, he closed his eyes.
'Oh godddddd!' he whispered inside his head, and jerked up on one elbow. He
had closed his eyes and as he pulled on his cock that first time readying to
have his boy shoot for the night, he saw Tony's face! The fucker! He was in
Buddy's head! Then, he started to tear up. He also felt a tingle in the head of
his dick when he thought of Morry and Jake, too!

"Oh, godddddd!" he whispered out loud...."oh god...  I--I liked...
nooooo... can't be... I needed...noooo," he denied to himself. His rock
hard, seeping dick did not lie!

He flopped back to the pillow and snapped his head back and forth on it as
if trying to shake the thinks out of it.....to no avail.....he was pulling
hard on his cock....he wanted to cum so bad. Soooooo badddddddd!
Soooooooobadddddddddd!! "Ohhhhhh," he moaned, writhing, snapping his head,
rubbing his sensitive feet bottoms hard into the sheet building heat and
friction as he pounded his fine teen boy dick!

"Ohhhhhhgoddddddddd!!!!" he moaned.

"Not God cocksucker, but I'm sure I'll do!" A shocked Buddy jolted up, but
felt restraining hands to his shoulders and body heat....naked....body heat. His
eyes were wide and his mouth was covered by a hand....

It was quiet again in the house. The strange heat on Buddy's sprawled body
exerted enough pressure to keep him motionless. He soon smelled that
smell....the one he learned that day....the one he smelled as he got into
bed....COCK! It was a cock! It was near enough for him to....smell.....for
his lips.....to...touch....ohgoddddddd....cock in my mouth!!!!! His hand
frigged wildly over his fuckslopped leaking teenprick!

'Ohgoddddd, how I want this!!!!!!!!' was the echo in his head.

"Yayessssssssss!!!" the voice said, when Buddy's tongue swarshed around the
cockhead that filled his mouth.

The pressing heat pumped Buddy's face and finally.....finally, Buddy
cammmmmmed hard over his knuckles. In the dark, no one got the joy of seeing that
first rope of spunk shoot straight into the air three fucking feet!!!!!

The aftercum glow consumed Buddy as his tongue renewed the joyous torment it
was giving its owner.

Buddy swooned again...."Ohgoddddd," was the re-echo in his mind "ohgoddddd, I
need this sooo badddddddddd..............."


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