Date: Wed, 29 Jun 2005 11:17:08 EDT
From: Jarrod749@aol.com
Subject: Willie and the Hand Jive.  Chapter 12

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Willie and the Hand Jive.  Chapter 12.


Web turned to the kids, and said, "Davey, why don'tchu guys take Billy into
the other room and check out the tub'n maybe warm Billy up for the meeting,
hey?"

With big smiles, Davey said, " Right, sir. C'mon guys," Davey motioned to
Bill and Tim as they made for the adjoining room. Bill heard that exchange, and
was hesitant. Web waved to him and smiled, and Tim put an arm around his
shoulder. Web checked out Bill from head to loafers.

Wally was testing out the liquor stock and had drinks poured for Web and
himself as he watched the kids leave. "Good stock, Web," Wally said as he handed
him his drink. As the cubes tinkled against the glass, Web, looking at the
doorway the kids had gone through, responded, "That he is....that he is...." and
then after a sip of the drink, and smacking his lips, he said, "...and Kevin,
too,"

'Clink'.

Willie and the Hand Jive.  Chapter 12.

Davey came back in just his shorts and grabbed three beers from the fridge,
held them up at Web, and then was gone.

The boys strolled the rest of the suite getting acquainted typically, with
hands in pockets and poking heads into each nook and cranny. "Wphewwww! Man!
Check out the jacuzzi, dudes!" raved Tim as he anxiously toed off his sneakers,
and dropped his shorts.

Bill wasn't sure he heard Web tell the other kids to "warm up Billy", but he
was really distracted by the luxurious suite. He'd never been in something so
elegant. He was further distracted when Davey funned at Bill's sports coat and
told him, "Shed 'em, dude, and let's try out 'dis tub man."

Bill had a sheepish smile and looked longingly back toward the other room
where the men were. He was really wanting to be clothed for discussing the
equipment order with the men inside. He was really wanting to be a Rampart Sports
intern, and once he was funnin' in the tub, all semblance of 'business' would be
gone. He wanted to make a good impression on his first clients.

"C'mon, man!" Davey was prodding, and 'Sssspplassssshhh!" he took a jump from
a standing stop off the floor into the jacuzzi. He barely slipped, and had
his beer up to his lips for a refreshing slug.

Tim tugged at Bill's sports coat now, and finally a boy's need for fun took
over and he was shucking everything, down to his boxers and stepped into the
tub. Tim handed his beer to him and gingerly, Bill moved to a spot across from
Dave and sat with his boxers billowing up with the water underneath and inside.

In seconds, Tim was naked stepping in as well sucking on the end of his
bottle. "Buwurrpp!" blowed Tim, and they all laughed. The men were listening with
one ear from the other room, glasses clinked once more.

Bill was not used to beer...or any alcohol, but he sucked that first beer
pretty fast with the prodding of the others, who seemed to be finished with
theirs and Davey was up taking the 'empty' bottles out and returning with another
three bottles.

'Clink.'

When Davey stepped over and into the tub this time, he had shucked his boxers
as well. Now only Bill was wearing anything.

Bottoms up it appeared for the second round as well as the kids started to
fun each other in the tub. Foot jabbing the other guys' feet and they talked
about school, sports,
pussy, blowjobs, Bill's being an intern....blowjobs....and blowjobs.

"Mannnn, when that bitch lip-locked my one-eyed worm man, I thought I died
and went to heaven," Tim crooned.

Sidewise, both guys watched Bill's reaction. He had laughed soundlessly,
before just looking down.

Then Dave picked it up, and "Yeh...first BJ...you right. The first time Sally
and me, well, she was so shy about even touching it," at which point he
floated himself to the surface of the hottub water and pumped his cock three times,
"makes me horny dudes....then after she took a few tongue swipes and mashed
at my soft cockhead, she downed it good for a good bit while I did everything
to hold out....and then when I knew she was fuckin' hooked, I blowed her mouth
fulla fuckslop!" I kissed her up good with her face up, and she swallowed
while I soothed my hand over her face and neck.

Bill was feeling a little goofy after the last of second beer, and he could
see Timmy whipping his dick hard under water through all of Dave's BJ tale.

Timmy was getting crazy and a little out of breath as he took his hand off
his hardon, he turned flush-faced to Bill, and gasped sorta, "How 'bout'chu
uhh-hh man? Whut was it like fer you?"

Bill sorta heard the question, and nodded like he was answering 'Yes' to a
whole 'nother one. With that, Tim stood up and moved right up to Billy in the
water putting his foot to Bill's boxers waistband, toed them down to his ankles.
Bill was so stupefied, he went to retrieve them and sucked in a whole mouth
of water. He pulled out hard and back against the tub wall, with his head
laying back on the rim.

Taking hold of Bill's left hand, Tim placed it over the kid's own dick and
started rubbing it up and down as Bill's fingers gripped his own prick firmly.
While Tim kept working Bill's hand, Dave was up behind Bill and fitting his own
bottle into Bill's lips. "Good stuff, eh, Billy? I know man, any beer always
tastes like more. Right, Tim?"

Tim threw his head back with his beer neck to his lips, and made a big
swallow and burp, sayin', "Nothin' fuckin' ever MORE right, my man!" Bill took a
long slug of Dave's bottle then.

Bill's hand was moved to Tim's dick now and continued the jackoff on HIS
meat.

"Sucking dick...man! Nuthin' like it...right Billy boy?" Dave said, the
bottle back at Bill's lips again. After Bill swallowed another mouthful, Dave said
"Try this, man...it's fun. Me and Tim, we allus do it."

"Yeh, guy...try it. You get to feel like whut the cunt feel like when they
first take it," Tim followed up.

"Open yer mouth but cover yer teeth wit'cher lips, or yuh could crack 'em,
an' just feed the neck of the bottle in just over the bulge. It looks and feels
just like a dickhead should," said Dave.

Bill was having a hell of a time making any of his parts do what he tried,
including his lips. Dave actually fingered Bill's lower lip back over his bottom
teeth, and then laid the beer bottle head on Bill's tongue and lower lip.
"Lick it, dude. Can'tchu see how it's just like whut the cunt are feelin' when
they suck us off?"

"Just like'iss man," Dave said. The bottle slipped from Bill's mouth and
Dave's cock eased down though the vacated face hole. Tim's hand was whipping fast
over Billy's hand as they beat Tim off together....and Bill's dick was hard
now.

Bill's tongue swashed over Dave's cockhead and Dave almost shot off. Out
loud, Dave called into the outer room, "We're ready for another beer Web." Drinks
clinked one more time inside before the men appeared at the doorway to see
Bill's flushed face bobbing on jockboy cock while splashing swirls of water
revealed Bill's hand jacking another one.

As the men reached the tub, each put an arm to one of the boys' shoulders and
said, "You boys do good work."

Wally aimed a handheld digicam at Billy's face full of cock. Web pulled
Dave's shoulder, and nodded to Tim. Tim's cock replaced Dave's in Billy's mouth.

Web flopped his dick out of his fly, and pulled under Bill's chin. Tim's dick
slowly eased from Bill's lower lip as the kid's head was pulled back and over
the rim of the tub. As his neck nestled onto the rim, Web's cock slipped
through his lips.

The camera panned out to show Billy wackin' his own dick through the
splashing water. Panning back to the hot tub rim and cocksucking boyface, a second
dick....a Wallydick eases into Bill's mouth joining Web's.

Dave and Tim are out of the shot but behind Bill's flopped back head, and
they are whispering, "Swish yer tongue out dude. Lessee it really swirl up and
out around that meat, son," said Dave, and as if on cue, out swirled Billy's
tongue....up along the side of the one...then it disappears and, 'Whewwwww!'
comes darting up the other side, wigglin' above the other dick, then folds down,
swabbing it. Tim joined in, "Betcha can't get it up between them two monster
cocks, man."

Again that cock pleasing muscle disappears and with a raucous cheer from Dave
and Tim, it surges up between Web's and Wally's throbbing peters like worm
out of it's hole.

It was getting on to 9 PM, when there was knock at the door. Wal and Web
holstered up, and moved on back to the front room. Wally kept the camera at the
ready.

Web answered it, and it was the bellboy, looking antsy and he sorta
stammered, "Uh, hey, Mis-ter um James...I was able to break off early...thought I'd
errrmmm uh take you up on
y-yur offer."

Web smiled. Then he looked back inside the suite, and then said, "Wait here,"
and closed the door.

He came back out with a hotel laundry bag, and handed it to a confused Kevin.
Web stepped out into the hall and put his arm around Kevin's neck and pulled
Kev's ear to his lips, and whispered....
"Strip off boy, socks and shoes too, and put all yur clothes in here. Open
the door a crack and shove the bag inside, and reclose the door. Get down on yur
back on the floor out here with yer head to the door, scratch on the door,
and wait.

Web let go of the young dude, and stepped back inside. "Click," the door
closed. Kevin was shaking. The bag wiggled in his trembling hand. He looked up the
empty hall. It was so quiet that the click of the closing door sounded like a
gunshot to the now wild eyed boy.

He wanted to run....run so fast and far that....no one would ever....

His cock snapped up hard in his boxers!

He couldn't run. He needed to be inside that room. Now!
He just knew it. He had to.
He was s-o-o-o-o harddddddd!!!!

He was toeing off his shoes absently, fingered the elastic and pushed his
socks both down and off. He picked up his shoes and socks and put them in the
bag. He was so scared this was a joke and without his clothes, he'd be left
outside the room naked and ever'body inside would be laughing their balls off.

Even in his horned frenzy, he was still a smart dude....he dropped the bag
and ran to the linen closet. He got a bath towel and a sheet and put it down a
couple feet from the door, so it wouldn't be seen by Web when the door
opened....if it did.

He stayed dead still and listened for noises and checked the dial on the
elevators up the hall. In a blur of action, he was naked and stuffing his pants,
shirt and underwear into the bag and with nearly uncontrollably shaky fingers,
he turned the knob on the door, flipped the bag in, and closed the door. He
swore he heard glasses clink inside as he closed the door.

He cheated a little by scratching on the door before he was down on his back.
He figured that would be three less seconds he'd be bareass out in the hall.

Inside, Web and Wally tipped glasses, and Wally was shaking his head. "I'll
never know how you dope 'em out, Web. It's flat uncanny!" They sipped their
drinks, and Web said, "Me neither. A kid fer cock, man. He looks 'hungry' in some
way."

Hungry indeed! A minute passed.....half hour....an hour!!!! Well, not really,
but godddd, it seemed that long to the young teen, naked, hard and bareass
except for his dark cock hairs, lying on his back against the hotel room door at
9:05 at night.

At last the door opened. Kevin breathed a sigh of relief and started to get
up. A shoe'd
foot pushed down on his shoulder. He looked up. "Uh-uh," said Web, shaking
his head slowly, side-to-side.

"Backstroke in using yer elbows and the heels of yer feet....NOW!"

To a snickering from Wally inside the room clicking the camera on, the kid
scrambled backward through the doorway and out into the middle of the main room
of the suite, his arms and feet seemingly flapping like a fish in the bottom
of a rowboat.

Web stood above Kevin, straddling him, looking down into his eyes. He pulled
out his prick and hung it semi-hard from his fly...then flex-bobbed it up and
down, and said, "Open up."

Kevin, opened his mouth. Web fingered the head of his dick and let go a fast
2 second stream of piss. He missed the kid's mouth right off, but finished off
in it. The piss splashed and drenched Kevin's face. Wally was behind the
action and watched a couple streams of golden elixir seep through Kev's brown very
short cropped hair. He wore that kind of almost skinhead haircut, about an
1/8th of an inch, combed down in wet-slick strands to the front. The piss
streams...three of them glistened as they ran down the top and back of his head.

Web holstered back up, and picked up his drink. Taking a sip, he looked down
at Kevin, who blinked through piss-wet eyelids up and behind him. Web said,
"You been playing hide the hot-dog with yur buds fer years right?"

Kevin, jerked up onto an elbow, an arm across his naked chest and shaking his
head violently, blurted out, "Noooo! Nosir...I Never...."

"You been laid, kid?" Kevin nodded and said, "Yessir."
"Been blowed?" Kevin nodded again, "Some."
"How old were you when you gotcher first cunt?"
"Thirteen, sir."

Web raised his voice and looked toward the other room and hollered for the
two jocks he brought to come in. Sopping wet and naked, the two dudes, dicks
flopping out half hard, came romping in, "Yessir, Web."

Web grabbed the first kid's dick, and shook it, then took the other kid's and
shook them both, and as Kevin stared up at them from the floor, Web asked,
"How long have you needed this??" he said still shaking the harding up the boy
tools.

Kevin just stared, then looked down. Web patted the kids on the butt, and
sent them back out of the room.

Web said, "You need it, right kid?...RIGHT!???"

Kevin looked down his naked, prostrate body and in a very small voice, said,
"Yes-s-s....sir."

Web raised a brow to Wally and they both sat back in chairs, while Web
motioned to Kevin, saying, "Swim over here boy."

When Kevin's head was below Web at the chair and between his shoes, Web
stayed back where Kevin could not see him

Kevin was trembling hard again.

"Untie my shoes with yer teeth, boy, and then get them off, rub yur face
under my socks up and down...use yur tongue too, then I'll tell you when to teeth
my socks off and suck my feet." When Kevin pulled the knot free on the right
shoe, Web said, "...then you can do the same to Wally."

"Unnnnh-uh-uh-ugggnh---uhuh!" sounded out from the other room, where Bill was
being 'warmed up'.

When Kevin's face disappeared under Web's right, socked foot, Web could feel
the kid's nose digging at his wiggling undertoes, and that tongue rasping up
and down in the insole. He pointed to Kevin's rock-hard peter snapped up
against his belly, raised his glass to Wally, and smiled.

Kevin heard the glasses clink again.

Kevin spent the next several minutes tonguing the feet, then the ankles of
both men.

"Ohhhhhhh----pleeeeeeze," was the wail from the other room, where then they
heard a lot of water splashing in the hot tub. "Oh
mannnn....Billy....dude....you don't gotta beg man! You kin have it all, babeeeee!"

"Arrrrrggghhh! Ohhahhhmmmpphh! Uhngh! Uh! Uh! Uh! Uh!"
"Shprushhhashluppasplosh!'

"Oh man, Davey...he's the best man...dude...this is the
fuckin'...holysheeeeeeitttttttttt!!!
Tim wailed.

"Yehhh....do it dude! Suck it through...allaways....c'mon....allaways
down....swaller it.... yeh...YEHH...OH FUCKIN' YEHHHHH!!!!" Dave sqwalled.

Tim squealed, "Hey man....we gots all yer holes filled dude...you bein'
WATERTIGHT!!!"

Back in the front room, Kevin was so busy sucking socks, if he heard anything
from the inner area, he sure didn't show it. "Ok, Kev, teeth off our socks,
dude, and let's be sucking each of our toes like they was tiny little dicks.

They put Kevin between their pairs of feet and had Kevin eating and swapping,
and suckin' and chowin' them toes. Kevin's face was a mass of sweat, spit and
suck frenzy. He was eating them feet like they were four ears of corn. His 6"
cock oozed a steady stream of precum onto his belly, bobbing with almost
every sensation the kid felt surge through him while he went about his life's work.

Dave and Tim had swapped positions in the tub now. Billy was on his back
after spending the last quarter hour on his knees. Dave was at his boycunt, and
Bill was set up on a small stool in the tub, spotted right in front of one of
the water jets. The surging water was a thrill and half under Dave's balls into
Billy's buttplugged hole. The effect was that of a tingle-numbing.

Tim held Billy's head out of the swirling water with hands cupped under his
neck, as he fed his fine 7" dick through Billy's lips. He wanted a thorough
'blow-yer-wad-out-the-top- of-yer-head' blowjob, so he didn't deepdick Billy's
throat.

"Omigodd! Ohhhhhh!!! Godogodogod!!! It's too....oh I ughhh....eat meeee you
fuckerrrrrr!!!" Timmy screeled.

"Take it, dude! It's yours boi! It's all
yours...ahhhhyehhhh...ohyeh...fuck...cummmminnnn"!

Wally and Web smiled.

Web reached down and brought Kevin up unto his knees, pushing back at his
collar bone, Kevin was bent over backward as he sat back on his heels. Web
slipped four fingers over Kevin's tongue and stared into his face. "Whut time you
gotta be home boy?" Web asked Kev.

Still with a mouth full of fingers, Kevin shook his head as if saying, 'No'.

Fingers out, Web waited for Kevin to explain. "I do double shifts on
weekends, so I have a room here for tonight."

Web smiled large, oozed a dollop of prefuck into his boxers, and gave a
handslap to Wally.

"You can say, boy. You can tell me, dude. Do it! Do it!" Tim was carrying on
in the hot tub.
"G'head man....tell us," Dave joined in...."you love it...you need it
dude....you need fucked!!!
Say....g'head!!"

"Luh-luh-love...yehhhh.... I---uh-uh-uh....fuck....uh-uh-fuckkkk....I
love....uhh....FUH-UH-UHKKKED!!!" echoed Billy's words out to front room.


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