Date: Sat, 2 Oct 2004 11:05:05 EDT
From: Jarrod749@aol.com
Subject: Zach Gets to Serve. Chapter 31

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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:
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Chapter 31.

Hey all fuckboys! The following are two snippets fum the last Zachie to bring
you up to where we was.  First a quick summary: Last time we had a really
busy deal with Adam lining up his next pay for play, before meeting Ben for some
blowpay at the rest stop. Then of course, Zach had his special moments with
Pamper piss, BenGay and Casey, including having to even rub the BenGay into his
pee hole this time. Oh, and Bart...poor Bart with the shower and locker room
feed and butt fucks, afterwards finding girl's panties in his locker to wear to
class. And then Kip after, having his dick wrapped in coldcuts, and eating
the slimy mess off his peter in the bus in front of the other boys and even the
girls this time.

Now here are the pull-scenes from last chapter to help our rememberings:

First, Kipper:

As it ended up seven kids got off the bus with Kip, who was barely dressed in
a half-on tee, and his cargoes....and barefoot. They had him put the rest of
his stuff in his pack which he carried off the bus with him at a stop pretty
close to where they all lived.

As the bus took off with a belch and fumes, the kids hustle-butted Kip's
behind through the unkempt yard of a vacant house, and out into the backyard.
Before they even got behind the house, one kid yanked Kip's backpack from him and
heaved it out into the tall grass. Two other kids had his tee off, before he
was tripped face down and his pants were pulled off. Kip was confused at his
being left untouched there naked on his face. When he looked up, there was
semicircle of the seven young pricks...literally. Every kid was before him, on his
knees in a semicircle, with pants and boxers down his thighs and his dick
laying semi-hard between them. Cody said, "Hey faggot....you hadjer snack, now
let's getchu chowin' down some happy meals. I gonna count off...and your mouth
better be eating the first cock 'a yer choice....any cock here....by the time I
get to five. One. Two. Three...." Kip lunged forward at the kid who was
counting and sucked his prick into his mouth. One of the others
said...."Mannnn...hungry lil fucker ain't he? Couldn't even wait for the full count a'fore he
jumped onto a hangin' dinner! Hey, Cody...he must think your dick's the hottest. I
didn't know it made much difference which dick a fuckin' faggot blowed, but
he sure jumped on yers."

....and now, Adam at the rest stop:

"You fuckin' need it! That whut you trying to tell me...cunt...YOU FUCKIN'
NEED IT!!!???"

"Ohhh, yessss,  need it...neeed...fuck...um..fuckboy...cock...eat
cock...suck...fuck me, ohhhhhhhhhhh fuckkkkkkkkk meeeeee pleeeeeeeeeeze!!!!"

"OHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!" Dewey yelled in a melodic warble as his second boyoff
seeded the depths of Rob's manboy hole....

"Uh-Uh-Uh-Uh," both Duane and Rob grunted in the finality and joy of the
ebbing spasms of their frenetic buttfuck.

Dewey reached a hand to Rob, who smiled and gripped it as he was pulled up,
then shocked to be not so much being helped as being shoved down on Duane's
meat for a tongue-sucking swaboff. In no gentle head slamming, Duane rocked the
dude's head up and down over his butt-slimed cum-sloppy cock. Satisfied, and
starting to feel randy yet again, Dewey shoved Rob to the ground off his dick,
reached for his red boxers, and stood pulling 'em on.

Adam and Rob were all eyes on the smooth, handsome, fascinating butt-fucker
as he scoured the blanket, and then lighted out for Rob's pants. Rob got a
heart stab when the fucker took out his wallet, and fished out several bills,
looking down coldly staring at Rob, he said, "I make it out you owes us $150 you
fuckin' queer. All's you got here is $35....that wouldn't keep me in lube!"

When he saw the absolute fear in Rob's face, he dropped the cash in a snow of
bills followed by the wallet, on top of Rob's sweaty belly, hand-clasped Rob
and then Adam and said..."Jus' funnin' ya dude....that mighta been the best
fuck ah evah had my man....paid in full!" A turn back, a wave, a rustle of the
branches and bushes, and he was gone. Adam watched the rustling leg ripples of
those polka dot boxers and fine smooth boy legs.

Then, turning back he looked into Rob's face which was anxious with
anticipation, and loss...Yeh...Rob probably had real loss of that cock he'd never have
again.... swinging and bobbing it's way through the trees.....when Adam broke
the silence... "So...you wanna?"

"Whut??" Rob asked running a hand across his naked belly and down to his cock.

"FUCK, dude!" Adam yelled getting to his knees, one hand gripping his cock,
the other pushing Rob's foot up onto his shoulder....a big shit eatin' grin on
his face, as he scootched up to Rob's oozing butthole....

Zach Gets to Serve.  Chapter 31.

Neither boy was sure that this is whut Rob was plannin' for when he first set
to have dickplay with Adam....but Dewey sure opened a new door....hole....for
Rob. The absolute loneliness...the loss of wild sex'sation in his quivering
young hole, made him ever more need whatever Adam had to offer.

Adam was not as big as Duane, but hefty enough to make Rob know this is what
he was meant for. In days far into his future, Rob would be needing, itching,
searching for what to fill his needs...his hole...like these two boys had
shown him this day.

"Ooooooommmmphhnnngghh!" Rob, groaned as his air expelled and Adam burned
through the toyboy passage to young fuck pleasings. Rob had never had a chance to
answer when Adam had asked if he wanted to "Fuck, dude!" before he was
roundly plowed.

Adam, being part of the audience earlier, and somewhat in awe of the boldness
and confidence of Duane, was raging in his lust for Rob-ass, and he took him
one hot, cum-sopped boy ass! He pounded, pummeled, yelled and screamed down in
to Rob's face, and ordered him to beg for more. "Ohhhhh, gawwwwwwddd!" Adam
sqwalled as he shot his first load up his boyman client....his frenzy....his
need for fuckpower....
he never stopped driving, and steeled as hard as he was, humpfucked this
slave ass of his for a whole 'nother fuckin'. As he leaned back dripping with
sweat, he smiled all toothy-like at Rob's flushed face....his tearing
eyes....without losing a stroke as he literally reamed the insides out of the boy's young
tool box. Adam saw for the first time ever without really knowing, what pure
need was when he looked down at his prize fuckboy. Rob's feet were now
wrinkled, curled up on either side and in front of Adam. The toes were both spread and
curled...and actually looked like claws as they kicked back and forth with
the thrill of the fuck Adam gave his toybox.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhgggghhh!!!" Rob screeeled....."Fuck meeeeeeeee! I can't
stand it....I need...hafta have...fuck....uh..nnnngh....cock me...oh, pleeeeeze,
cock meeee!!"

What joy Adam felt....he was firing off electric shock after electric shock
through his whole body circuit from toes to the hairs on the back of his neck.
His butt was snapping through a full long-cockin' of Rob like he had just now
first sunk through that hot, moist joyhole he now surely
owned.....cummminnnnngggg in all the tingling sensations....shivering....quaking as he shot and
shot....and shot up that young dude's fuckbox.....falling face first into Rob's
chest. It's not certain that Adam could feel Rob's tongue licking his hair and
top of his head while holding Adam tight around and under his sweaty arms.

As Adam's spasms of afterfuck finally ebbed, he roused and sat back up on his
naked heels. His still semi-hard prick slid from Rob's gooey pussybox and he
knee-waddled up over Rob till he could feed his butt-slimed cummy cock into
Rob's needing, cock-starved mouth. Adam loved the picture framed by his palms to
Rob's cheeks as the kid's tongue shelfed out to receive the shiny 5 1/2"
prize that had just made him so happy this last half-hour of frenzied boy fuck.

"Sklkkk! Scqulpp! Smmmkkk!" Rob was right into it....almost frantically
taking his feed like a champ. Talk about getting yur money's worth.

Adam jerked and jumped from the sensitive aftercum cock head sensations, and
then finally calmed, he eased his prick out of the older kid's mouth, and it
lay just on Rob's lower lip. Damn if it wasn't steelin' up again! He grabbed
his hardening meat and whipped Rob's sweat-spitty face with it. The harder it
got the more it stung Rob. Adam jumped to his feet, straddling Rob, who strained
on one elbow to look up at his very own paid-for joyboy. Adam then reached
down and gave him a hand up.

Rob's glow was unmistakable. He was so sure he did good by himself to line up
Adam to teach him about boy sex.....and finally help him define his needs.
Adam shocked him by pulling him hard to his chest and kissed him square on the
lips sucking the older dude's tongue right out of his mouth.

In silence, they went about getting dressed, picked up the blanket and headed
for the trees and the car beyond. Rob picked up the wallet and cash that
Dewey had floated over him earlier, and handed all the crumpled bills to Adam
saying, "Paid in full."

Adam kept the 2 tens and handed him back the other $15, shaking his head.
Guilty smiling, Rob took the returned money and as they reached the car and Adam
said his good byes, Rob said, " I can't let you hitch, man...lemme take you
home."

Adam shrugged and said, "Sure....great."

Rob just looked at him for a long moment...and admitted, "This way I can get
that boy cock one more time on the way."

Adam feigned shock and anger at being had, then grabbed the $5 bill out of
Rob's hand saying, "Gonna cost yuh dude," and they both laughed as they
clambered into the car.

They weren't even out on the highway and Rob, emboldened with his new
awareness and the flatout need for cock, reached over and unzipped Adam and again
took the boy's peter in his hand. Adam loved it, bucking up into Rob's first
touch, and then slumped down and toward that fantastic hand working his meat to a
full hard one more time. Having just gotten off it would take much of the ride
home with the occasional joyjack while Rob drove to get the little fucker
off....but getting there...ooooopphh! Adam was hot...on fire as they pulled into
his neighborhood, and gaspingly squealed for Rob to pull over, "Quick!"

They lurched to the curb, and Adam pulled Rob's now accustomed face to his
lap and the kid sucked Adam in just as gob after sloppy boy gob gurgled from the
kid's sticky spigot. His usual power shot was weakened by the multiple
getoffs of the afternoon, but certainly not the amount. The excess drooled down
Rob's chin and neck like tiny pearly curds in syrup.

Adam in his recovery, looked at his goo adorning his cocksuck's neck when he
sat up and scooped it in his fingers feeding it to Rob...."Mustn't waste,"
Adam instructed. Rob ravenously glommed the scuz off Adam's fingers, shllcking
and shmupping his lips and tongue.

Near breathless, Rob came up off sucking the boy's hand, and asked,
"Adam....could you...we um...I can't be with you every day, but mannnn...I need yur
jizz, man....if you could leave me some of cum every morning in....like...a
rubber or something...I could drive by and pick it up on my way to college???"

Adam was joyed by the thought...the novelty of the whole sick need of his
cocksucker. They arranged for Adam to rub off some jelly for Rob each morning and
leave it in a rubber in the back of the mailbox which was right along the
road on a post and Adam showed him as they pulled up to the house.

Adam held his cock to Rob and said, "Kiss me good bye, Rob...." Rob dove
right on the boy's cockhead for a sucking final kiss.

A week ago Rob had never fooled around with another guy, now he couldn't get
enough of this dude, his cock...even his fucking spooge!

Adam jumped from the car and bounded up the walk as Rob just sat dreamily
watching his bubble butt disappearing inside the door. Fuckin' Adam...inside the
front door, he turned back to face Rob, and flashed his meat at the kid again!

Rob's heart jumped....and he looked into the boy's face....he smiled rubbing
his leaking dick in his pants there in the front seat....his butt cheeks
flexing into the seat of the car.

Adam disappeared from the doorway....Rob took a few minutes to get his act
together, and put the car back in gear and eased on down the road, with an
absent stare at the mailbox right there by him, that tomorrow would contain a
rubber of fresh boy goop just for him!!!

Back behind the vacant house where Kip and the 7 dudes had scurried from the
school bus stop, Kipper was on his naked belly straining his face up hanging
on Cody's hard peter....giving the young fucker his first ever blowjob.
Clearly...'cause it sure didn't last but a few seconds and he was grabbing for the
back of Kip's wispy brown-haired head ramming his shooting banger deep to the
back of his mouth gasping and clawing, bucking and humping, wheezing and unable
to speak!!

Cody's buddies waiting to fuck some boy face, were taken back by the varied
moves, screels and expressions on their friend's face...a couple even looked
scared...not realizing all of what happens to a young dude when he feels that
first tongue on his cock.

They were stunned when they saw their buddy's pearly juice and Kipper's spit
slobbering off Kip's bottom lip, stringing down into the grass. The sight of a
kid's cum drooling from another kid's mouth was something none of them had
ever even imagined regardless what they might or might not have known about
blowjobs. It was funny....some of the kids actually covered up their dicks shamey
like...absently not wanting to have their friends see them or their very
personal stuff...their cum!!

When Cody fell back and away, Morty stuffed him some Kipper head right away.
He and Cody were the ringleaders of this little dude-pack, and certainly knew
no fear. No difference with Mort...he almost fell down with the first touch of
boypussymouth on his peter. He shuddered all over, and then regrouped,
grabbed onto Kip's underarms from the behind them, and pulled Kip's face right on
him....deep. "Quawwwupp!" All the kids jumped. They saw a kid taking cock into
his throat for the first time! They didn't know it ... really, but they hadn't
seen a kid choke blowing dick...never ever thought of such a thing. Needless
to say...this bunch of kids had never thought of throat meat. Anything like
that would have to be an accident of pure boyfuck lust.

No matter, two-three slams into the back of Kip's sucking mouth and Morty was
going off himself. It took longer over the next several minutes through the
five remaining boyface fucks, to get Kip's mouth on the invading toy tool than
it did for the kids to get off. The cum came faster and faster with the kids
waiting to get their turn getting hot and fired by the minute. Anyways....in 15
minutes from when Cody first fell back off Kip's lips....all seven kids had
rammed their jammers though Kip's lips for frantic sucking boy shoot.

As the kids sat back in the grass, some had holstered their guns...while
others still had their little peter heads peeking from their open flys. Leo,
reached over to Kip who was on his elbows looking in the grass at the dregs of boy
sperm in the grass. Grabbing the opposite arm and shoulder, furthest from him,
Leo turned Kip over on his back. "Lessee yuh beat off dickhead! Yahhhh, jerk
yuhseff off, dude. Git on it!!" boy after boy yelled ordering Kip to jerk off
by himself in front of them.

Cody and Mort jumped up and stood Kip up in the middle of the boy semicircle,
and they repeatedly yelled for him to get wacking his soft and hanging
pecker. Mort apparently had a little knowing about things...and took Kip's hand and
put it on his own dick. Subconsciously, as Kip felt Mort's prick hot to his
palm, his own 4 1/2 incher started to rise. The other kids' mouths hung open.
"Mort, by way explanation, said, "Fucking queers, man...they need it
dudes...they gotta have it." Then he looked into Kip's face, yelling, "Don'tcha,
faggot...you just GOTTA have it don'tcha?"

Kip's fear-filled face just stared at his tormentor...and then Mort grabbed
his cheeks in his hand, and demanded he answer, "I asked you a fuckin' question
queerboy!!"

With his face still scrunched between Morty's fingers, he nodded, 'Yes,' and
then said, "Y-y-yeh...Iyuh...gotta...."

"Gotta what, you dumb fag! GOTTA WHAT!"

"G-g-gu-gotta do...uhh-mm-ummgotta...cock....have um uh yesss...cock."

Mort looked down at the others who were all amazed and nodding at Mort's
forced revelation from Kip. While they watched, Mort got Kip to get jacking on his
now standing peter. "Unngghhuh...nnngh...." Kip was close to cumming real
quick jacking, and in front of all these kids, he was getting off really fast.
Leo jumped up and grabbed Kip's tee to hold out front and under Kip's dick. All
the kids got up so they weren't blocked from the comeoff, and they watched
Kip's toes curl into the grass and his knees bend with his eyes clenched shut as
he shot three-four-five spurts of joy jizz into his own tee shirt. They
cheered his jack off, and Cody kicked at the back of his knees and Kip dropped like
a rock. Leo held up the tee shirt streaked with boy sperm ropes, and pushed
Kip's face into it and said, "Lick up yer jazz, fucker!"

The boys were all hard as rocks with the last scene playing out, and now
watching the little dude licking his own spoo off his shirt...had them
crazy....bent over there before them....naked...the little spiny nubs running down his
curved down back. There was something soooo exciting to watch the helpless naked
boy at their mercy doing whatever they told him.

"Watch 'iss!" Mort yelled at the others after Kip finished licking his own
cum off the shirt and Denny shoved his face down into it altogether.

Grabbing Kip's head, he pulled him all the way back, bent him back at the
knees and then flopped him over on his back. Newly worked up, Mort shoved his
cock into Kip's mouth from over the top of his face, his balls hanging out of his
fly on Kip's nose. "C'mere!' he yelled at Denny...."get yurs in there too.
Stop staring at me you asshole, I ain't queer...so whut if yer dick touches
mine....it's the faggots tongue and lips man....DO IT!!!"

Yelled out of any backwardness, Denny pushed his pants down with one hand and
fed his dick into Kip's already cockstuffed face with the other. The
sensations were such that neither boy had ever felt. If getting their first blowjobs
before were astounding to their boy sex circuits, imagine the feel of hard
dick-to-hard dick with another bud, inside their queersucker's mouth. Soon....the
other five boys were absently fondling themselves, rocking and hunching as
they watched their two friends, their heads centimeters from each other rocking
forward and back almost cheek-to-cheek, in a mouthfucking rhythm that they were
all fast becoming accustomed to.

A kid moved in from each side of the flat-backed suckboy, and put their dicks
into each of Kip's hands, yelling, "Jerk us off fagboy! Get jackin'!" They
hunched their dicks through the clenched fingers and Kip just started pumping
puds. In no time, they were getting too close and pulled out...two more kids
taking their places. As the new kids folded Kip's sticky fingers over their
pricks, they were subconsciously thinking how their dicks were ruttin' where their
buddies' leaky peters had just been. It was sorta like 'sticky-seconds'....and
it made them hot as firecrackers. The remaining boy, while playing with his
hard dong out of his fly....snapped off a tall reed-like weed with fuzzy stuff
on the top of it, and started diddlin' Kip's balls and cock with it. The kid's
dick was risin' and fallin' with each tickle....Kip's butt was bouncing up
and around in a horny squirm-hump. The tickle boy was giggling by himself, and
got the other four kids similar weed-reeds and they were driving Kip
crazy....tickling his feet bottoms, balls, dick and bunghole. One of the kids getting
beat off pulled away and the 'kid tickler' replaced him.

Mort and Denny were humping and pushing their dicks into Kip's mouth as they
shot their goo in a hectic round of squealing, moaning, grunting, and pumping.
The spooge glucked down Kip's overcome throat and burbled up over his lips
around the cocks still expanding between his lips. Gasping and trembling, Mort
and Denny flopped backward into the grass.

The scene over Kip's face played itself out two more times as the other five
kids got off, too.

When they had thoroughly fuck-fed Kip, they hoisted him to his knees letting
his head fall back, and with his face up, the seven dudes began cock smacking
him about the head and face.

'Pook! Pook! Puck! Smumup!' They started to giggle and then bust out laughing
as Kip's eyes blinked over and over, and his face jerked this way and that
ducking and diving away from one dick only to whip right into another....and
another....and another.

Suddenly....they just dropped the kid into the grass, and went about getting
pants pulled up and were gone.

Kip heard their voices fade as they shuffled out the tall weeds in the waning
afternoon. He heard something about "Knockwurst....tomorrow" as his head came
together and he started the hunt for his clothes which were strewn about the
yard in the tall weeds. He found everything but one sock and stuffed the one
he found in a pocket as he dressed and picked up his backpack and hightailed
his dead ass for Tommy's house. He still had to get to his man Tommy, and serve
him on his first full day as Tommy's fuckboy. As he broke into a run, he
remembered the 'knockwurst' but couldn't remember the context...and didn't really
know what it was other than it might be some kinda meat.

Earlier in the morning, back at the lockers, Zach actually spent a calm day
after being reshowered in shimmering gold boy piss after gym. No less than
eleven dudes leaving the showers pissed Zach from the top of his black brushcut,
into his Pamper, and down between his toes.

Zach had to go get the mop from the janitor's closet and mob and rinse the
piss off the dryoff area floor while Casey hounded him from behind, and a couple
of kids joined in wet towel snap-stinging his ass, back and legs.

Once again not allowed to shower, the piss just dried into his clothes and
permeated the air around him as he went through the day's classes.

At the bus turnaround in the parking lot, Zach was less than pleased to see
Steve waiting. As he came up to him, Steve wrapped an arm around the top of
Zach's head and started dragging him sideways-down toward the door....then a car
horn 'breeeeped' at them. Right behind them, was Shane's SUV, and Shane was
crooking his finger at both kids.

They stumble-staggered over to the driver's side door, and Shane asked, "Whut
thuh fuck's 'iss?!" He caught a whiff of the dried piss on Zach, and said
getcher ass in the back....and who the fuck are you?" he steamed at Stevie.

Steve explained that Zach's his next door neighbor friend. Shane told him it
looked like he was funnin' him with that arm lock earlier. "Just yukkin'
aroun'," Steve stammered, well aware of who Shane was and what Zach had been doing
in service as his fuckboy. "Get in," Shane ordered. Steve was thinking about
running for the bus, and getting out of there fast....and then, his head
snapping from bus to Shane to bus, he heard, "Getcher fuckin' ass in here, faggot!"
as he jumped out of the seat and grabbed Steve shoving him across the seat.

He jumped back in, and put the truck in gear, and they were off.

Shane asked Steve, "You two been foolin' aroun'?"

Steve looked unbelieving at Shane and scared, he started to talk...but
nuthin' came out....with this questioning look on his face. Shane yelled, and
backhanded his shoulder, "Don't you gimme that fuckin' innocent look, turdball. You
been blowing dick with suckhole back there? WELLLLLLL! Have you!"

Shane looked into the rearview mirror, and screamed at Zach to "Get naked,
FUCKBOY!" and then asked, "You two been fuckin' and blowin' dick, faggot?"

Fumbling and getting undressed fast as he could, Zach said, "YES SIR! We
sucked and fucked, yes sir!"

"He suck you, too, fuckboy?" Shane asked looking into the mirror at the now
naked Zach kneeling in 'fuckboy' on the back seat, finger up his ass and all.

Terrified, Steve snapped his head back at Zach and then to Shane who was
leering at him....as he reached a big hand over to Steve's knee...and snarled,
"Soooooo...a new fuckboy, eh? I been needing to recruit a few new boys what with
our recent defections. You'll do, boy. You will do right fine. Right fine
indeed. Getcher duds off and let's be ready to perform when we get to my place."

Stevie was shocked at being outed by Zach, who only did so out of his own
fearful loyalty to his fuckmaster.....and then frozen....he stared at Shane, who
turned to him in a rage, and screamed, "I said strip you little
fuck....STRIP!!"

In a flurry of fingers, legs, laces, toes and zippers....Stevie was naked,
his peter shriveled up in his hairless crotch covered by his clasped-over hands.
"Get down on the floor in 'fuckboy,' twerp, an' I wanna see that finger of
yours go up your hole, and then take it out, lick it, and stick it back up dere,
dude."

Steve scrunched his face as he smelled and tasted his own all-day funk out of
his pucker, and put it back up his shitter.

Shane said, "You'll get to just L-U-V playin' stinkfinger with every pussyass
you stick that finger and tongue in boy....every one....indeed."

As they got to Shane's house and stopped, Zach jumped from the back seat and
was on hands and knees waiting for Stevie to get out of the truck, with Shane
stalking behind them both. "Crawl up dem stairs fuckboys....you boff got some
good eatin' ahead."

Shane gave them both a shot up their tails with the toe of his sneaker, and
then on the landing...unlocked the door and butt shoved them both flat to the
floor inside as he screamed for them to get into 'fuckboy'.

How Stevie got into this mess he couldn't believe. He's always been on the
outside of all the hijinks at school...but just one month funnin' around with
Zach an' he's a goddam fuckboy now, serving a master....kneeling in
anticipation....quivering....
sweat glistening from every pore....he watched as Shane dropped pants and
boxers, and had Zach remove his sneakers and suck his socks off from the toes.
Shane was fondling his thick meat, palm smacking it.....Stevie went hard and his
boy prick snapped up tall against his belly.....Shane snickered when he saw
his new faggot 'sign on.'

He got Stevie to get up on his toes and his hands in an arch, belly up. He
got a pair of shower flip-flops and handed them to Zach pointing at Stevie from
face to toes, and told him, "Let's see if your little buddy makes tears,
fuckboy. Don't miss any part of him hear? Don't miss ANY part!"

Shane took the first pass, with a open right hand smack to Stevie's right
cheek, and a left hand to the forehead. "That's a starter...let's go
fuckboy....welcome yur good buddy here. I wanna see a good whuppin' boy....one
g-o-o-o-o-o-o-d whuppin."

As Zach started to hit Steve about his face and chest, the arch of Steve's
body started to sag. Shane gripped his cock and pulled up hard and the arch was
reinstated.....swiftly....and then some, accompanied by a curdling scream,
that turned to a warbling screel when Shane gripped his bare-shaved balls and
hoisted the boy yet higher. Much of the tormented fuckboy's body was hanging by
his nutsack now, as his toes barely touched the floor and the pain sucked his
breath from him and his open mouth just 'cucchh'ed and 'gurccggg'ed with a
'hunkcchh' and an 'unnnnggh' each time one of the shower shoes landed. As Zach got
into it with Stevie, he really red-bellied him, and Stevie was
stutter-yammering his grunty-groany whine in almost a steady rhythm....while Shane smiled in
pure lech.

Waving Zach off for the moment, Shane pulled Steve up by his ankles, stood
him on
him on his hands, bending his knees back so his feet bottoms faced toward
Zach. With a nod from Shane, Zach resumed the swatting to bottoms of the naked
boy's feet. Soon, each stroke brought a kick and a yelp from the dark-haired toy
tool. Shane watched Stevie's prefuck jizz seeping down his stomach from the
piss slit of his rock hard peter.

Stevie was gasping for air from the constant whipping, and Shane eased him to
the floor and had Zach lick the syrup off the new fuckboy's belly and
cockhead. Again waving Zach off, he folded Steve's legs, doubling the boy over with
his feet over his head and his butt rising up off the floor. He had Zach
straddle Stevie's thighs and ass, so that both their buttholes were inches from each
other. After he had Zach suck his finger he reamed it up Zach's boypussy, and
the kid shot up on the toes of his wide-spraddled feet. He pulled out and had
Zach suck it again and wormed it right up Stevie's pussybox. The boy jerked
up against Zach who was practically sitting over his upturned thighs. As the
finger left Stevie's hole it was replaced by Shane's hefty, steeled six-er, and
the finger was back in Zach's sucking mouth. The taste of the inside of
Stevie's boycunt was not unfamiliar to Zach, who was literally everybody's fuckboy,
anymore.

Several grunt-evoking strokes up into Stevie and Shane was out of him and
slipping through Zach's pussylips. "Ohhhhhh, godddddddd!" Zachie moaned.

"Ohhhhhh, yessssssss!" wailed Shane. "You go fuckboy! You go!"

He rut-banged that boy, ram-jammin' him inch-by-inch, down the backs of the
bottom-boy's sweat-slick folded over legs, and just as he fucked Zach over the
lower kid's face, he shot a teen-shattering load up his fuckboy. He trembled
and shivered as his prick pulsed joyjelly up the boy's hole, and with the
ebbing blowoff, he alternately slapped and punched Zach's asscheeks with an
increasingly fierce pummeling drumbeat.

Back in control, Shane eased from Zach's toolbox and slipped his cummy cock
into the bottom boy's mouth. That's all you could see under there, with Zach's
balls spread over the kid's nose and eyes. "Shhcllk! Sslkk!" the bottom
fuckboy slobbered over Shane's cockmeat, and Shane smiled that wicked smile of his
when he saw the ooze of his spooge seeping from Zach's hole, down his balls and
leaking onto Shane's cock which was still suck-feedng the bottom fuckboy.
With a finger, Shane cleaned the spoo down his dick into Stevie's mouth as his
peter slipped off Stevie's tongue and guppy-puckering lips.

He pulled Zach back and down so his hole was over Steve's mouth and he got
down there and said, "I wanna see that tongue sink right up that bung and suck
out every drop of my special sauce, boy."

Those words weren't out of Shane's mouth, and "Smukkk!" Stevie's tongue
surged up into Zach with a vigor that almost looked like....was that....need?

Shane pushed the intercom to his kid brother's room. "Lo?" Casey answered.

"Getcher ass in here....seems like yer fuckboy's been farmin' himself out on
you, shitears," Shane barked.

In a few moments Shane heard Casey's naked ass crawling up to his door and
yelled for him to come in. The door opened and Casey knee-waddled in and gaped
open-mouthed at the squatting Zach getting his boycunt ate out by some 'nother
kid.
Zach scared all up at the site of Casey. His tail-cheeks clenched on Stevie's
suck-eating tongue up his hole.

Casey flushed red in anger as Shane exaggerated what he knew, true as most of
the story was, that Zach had 'fuckboyed' himself out to the new kid, while he
'belonged' to Casey.

Casey shot up off the floor, and in wild flurry of hands, he wailed on Zach
in a fury Shane had never seen before. Zach's face snapped side-to-side as he
took four, five six, seven shots, forehand and backhand from Casey. As tears
streamed down Zach's face....Steve's tongue was still lodged deep up his tightly
clenched pucker....Casey stood right into Zach's face and rammed his dick
into his mouth. "You fuck! You slipp'ry scumbag! Eat me, faggot! You gonna get a
real head fuckin', dude....a real head fuckin'!"

"Gwawwllpp!" gagged Zach, as Casey rammed his 5 incher to back of his mouth
and angrily gripped and pulled Zach's head back and forth over it, choking Zach
up every time he stuffed his throat hole.

In a boyfucker's dream, Shane, who had stood back to enjoy the results of
instigating his kid brother's rage, took position again at Stevie's pussybox, and
 wormy-sqoooshed his velvet-smoothe, oozing cockhead against and into the
winking wrinkles that were Stevie's moist, hot pucker.....'Tsskissssk!'
"Mmmmmmnnguh," Shane swooned.

"Snawkkurmmpph!" Stevie snorted into Zach balls.....

"Skkllkk! Squishkk! Skksskk!" Zach lip-sqwucked over Casey's prick in a
steady, um-ba-hum-ba-pumping head-fuck.