Date: Wed, 28 May 2003 19:32:15 EDT
From: Writersrealmmm@aol.com
Subject: Bean Ball 2

Bean Ball

Chapter 2
Freezing His Balls Off

It took five minutes for the magazine to slip from Grandy's lap and Pete
found himself flustered by the other boy's devotion to himself even after
the magazine was out of his sight.  The hand was thrust deep busily into
the blue nylon shorts, working hard on the hard-on.  Once Grandy saw Pete
staring at where his wrist disappeared below the waistband, he held his
cock up inside the shorts and Pete's heart pounded at the thought of the
other boy's excitement just out of view.  He too had been aroused beyond
what would normally happen when in the company of others and that was
worrisome.

"If you hold the book for me. To that page with the big dick up her butt, I
can get this over with pretty quick. You okay, Pete?"

"Sure. The picture of the dick that looks like yours. Why in her butt?"

"Yeah, that one. Why not her butt? Makes a tight fit?"

"It does?" Pete said, as his hand felt Grandy's hairy calf muscle as he was
retrieving the book.  "I'm fine."

"May as well get this over with," Grandy said, sounding like it was a chore
he found difficult to perform.

The shorts moved down on to the muscular thighs as Grandy lifted up in a
sudden move, pushing them with both hands until he got them out of his way.
He held up the hardened cock to inspect it and the skin was almost entirely
off the head. There was clear liquid coming from the slit and it had
dripped under the skin and a thread of the same fluid hung from the slit to
just below the significant notch in his over excited cockhead.  It coated
the foreskin in a way that made it shinny.

The head was now a shinning darker color instead of the lighter plump pink
he'd seen before. Pete's eyes were riveted to Grandy's excitement as he
held the book so that Grandy could see it without difficulty.

"Yeah, I can see myself up there right now, humping that tight ass. It does
look like mine, doesn't it?"

Grandy's voice was raspy and sounded evil as his hand skinned himself all
the way down as he raised his hips to force his cock through his hand. The
pre-cum now hung between his forefinger and his thumb with two thin lines
escaping onto his hand as he humped it a few times in rapid succession. The
cockhead had swollen more and seemed even darker as it became more glossy
from the leakage and the beating he was giving it.

Pete felt his own cock starting to reach a point of excitement that he
rarely achieved without handling it. Something about watching Grandy
stimulate himself stimulated him like nothing ever did before. He knew he
was dribbling in his underwear and the idea embarrassed him although Grandy
was pumping the stuff out like a runaway oil rig.

Grandy let go of himself and his cock smacked his stomach, leaving the
sticky stuff in the small line of hair that decorated his belly below the
button.  He moved his seat back before pushing the shinny shorts further
down on his legs, seeming to be going for more freedom of motion.  He
checked the mirror for any interlopers and then adjusted the book in Pete's
hands.

Pete looked at the thick crop of hair surrounding his companion's cock and
he was sure there was a most intense smell he could smell coming from him
but maybe it was coming from outside the car.

Grandy leaned back in his seat, spreading his legs until the knee closest
to Pete was bent at a forty-five degree angle and resting on Pete's
leg. The slight smell Pete figured was coming from his new friend suddenly
burst into his nose and he felt his own clothed cock twitching and
stiffening in a most thrilling way as he couldn't help but watch the
beating the boy was taking.

Grandy's cock filled his fingers as he stroked away, watching it, the book,
Pete, and inadvertently checking the mirror from time to time just in case.
He stopped jerking long enough to pull the skin completely free of the head
as he pulled all the way down and squeezed vigorously before he slipped the
scabbard back over it completely and repeated this several times in slow
motion.  This time he watched Pete's wide-eyed interest in his crotch
growing. It was when Pete was surveying the black hair on Grandy's
thighs. He found himself captivated by how the older boy handled his
package.  Grandy squeezed harder for the maximum affect.  Only then did
Pete realize that Grandy's eyes were on him and he felt embarrassed once he
realized he had been discovered.

"You want to hold the book up so I can see it better? It helps. You can
hold it to one side so you can watch," Grandy said, and Pete was taken by
surprise by the idea that Grandy thought he wanted to watch him jerk off.
Not only that, Grandy's voice was now husky and deep and the order didn't
sound like a suggestion.

Pete pulled the book up in front of his face so he wasn't tempted to watch
the older boy satisfy himself.  He still heard the sounds of the flailing
hand on the stiff prick. Grandy's breathing was coming in short gasps. By
looking under the book he could see part of Grandy's arm and the side of
his naked body.

"On second thought, rest it on my leg.  It was better with you watching."

Pete lowered the book until it was resting against the inside of Grandy's
ever so close thigh.

At first he made an effort to just touch the magazine but he couldn't avoid
the naked flesh once Grandy bent his knee up toward him. By this time
Pete's mouth had gone dry and he was left with an empty feeling in the pit
of his stomach as he was being drawn in closer to the activity. It was
about the most exciting thing he had ever been a part of.

He'd heard about older boys coercing younger boys into doing sexual things
with them but he nothing like that had ever happened to him. He'd thought
about it and wondered how he would react if someone tried to get him
involved in such a thing. He didn't feel coerced but nothing like this had
ever happened to him before and he wasn't sure what it was.  Grandy picked
him up and they were involved with the sex deal but it was only jerking off
and not the kinds of things he'd dreamed about.

He'd been warned to be aware of attempts to corrupt him. This was the first
time anything of the sort had happened and he couldn't be sure how it had
gotten this far along but he had no desire to stop it. He didn't order the
boy to take him home. He mounted no protest to doing what the boy asked. He
watched his hero carefully. Grandy looked as helpless as he was, when he
jacked off. He was lost in the joy of himself and seeing another boy do it
and enjoy it every bit as much as he did was reassuring.

The husky voice broke into the mesmerized Pete's concentration, "You want
to get out while I finish? I'm pretty close to cumming."

"Not really," Pete heard himself saying without even thinking about the
question. "I don't want you to leave me because I wouldn't help," he
explained further, thinking it up as he went along.

"No, I wouldn't do that, Pete. It's just I got to finish now. I don't let
people watch that part too often."

"The little boys you did stuff with?"

"A long time ago. Kid stuff, kid. I'm a man now and he wasn't just
watching. He did it for me and I watched."

"He put his mouth on it for you?"

"That's not what I said, but yeah, he did that. Other stuff. He was totally
into doing everything."

"Like up his butt hole? Like the picture you like so much with it going up
the girl's butt hole?"

"You ask a lot of questions. Yeah, he liked that some," Grandy said, being
uncharacteristically honest about something he never told anyone about
before.  Of course he liked that most of all too and that's why they did
that so often.

"It's cool," Pete said, hoping he would be allowed to stay now that he had
listened to the things Grandy told him and raised no objections to any of
it.

His hand that had become a blur stopped moving for the first time in a
while as he gasped air and inspected his engorged dick. He slowly peeled
the skin back off the head as his fist stopped just below there to squeeze
it roughly forcing the clear liquid to drip out of the open slit. The tip
shinned with the sticky fluid that had covered the entire head down to the
folds of skin bunched just behind the prominent ridges. Pete examined it
carefully while trying to hold his ground. He didn't want to miss
this. He'd already seen most of it anyway, he reasoned. He was sure it
would be worth his time.

"If I'm freaking you out I won't leave you if you wait outside. Stand next
to the door is all. I can get pretty rowdy while I'm cumming."

"Really!" Pete said, even more determined to see the end.  "Go ahead
then. I don't care. I'm cool with it."

"That makes one of us," Grandy said, still breathing hard and leaning his
face on the seat to look at the young boy who was watching him
carefully. He felt exposed to him and like he might have gone too far in
his effort to find excitement, but like Pete, it excited him as well. It
was too late for him to pull back from his climax now. He was almost there
and while he was apprehensive about letting Pete watch, he still wanted him
to be impress with his potency.

It brought back fond memories of an easier going time when boys could be
boys and give each other a hand and sometimes more as they searched for
excitement. It was on his mind all the time until he got lucky with his
first girlfriend and gave up the friend that had been the answer to his
needs for several years, but recently those days were on his mind more
often than ever. He was cool with it too but he knew the dangers of getting
caught in this kind of a situation with another boy.

He didn't have a clue why he had picked Pete up.  It was an impulse deal at
a time when things were going bust in his life. His dick got hard as soon
as he saw Pete's butt filling his tight jeans in a way that reminded him of
the friend he had most often played with as a boy. Pete gave him rude ideas
of what he'd like to do to him. He'd thought about boys butts for a long
time, watching the guys bending over in the shower to wash parts of their
body. He positioned himself to get the full view while they put on a
revea;omg show. He knew which ones did it in a way that turned him on most.

He had thought about seeing Pete in the shower like that as soon as he saw
the way he packed his jeans. He didn't have to fuck him just see his hot
spot, maybe with soap washing down over it, and he'd be ready to pop
without more than a couple of strokes. He'd often done that very thing in
the steam and with his back turned to the bent over boys who helped him get
where he needed to go without ever suspecting him.

The muscles tightened in Grandy's thigh as quick as the manipulations were
back on. The easy moving skin was the focal point for Pete. He had no such
liberal fold that furnished him anything near the pleasure it seemed to
give its owner. He was envious of Grandy in more ways than one, the size,
and its accessories were heart stopping. He watched the balls swinging
freely under the wide shaft as the hips thrust up to the hand in full
thrusts. He saw the hair down under the balls as they swung out and he
leaned on the dashboard to look at the bottom of his crack.

Grandy was lost now in his lust for himself, while Pete smelled the
fragrance that came from his over stimulated crotch and he wanted to
position himself closer so it was all he smelled.  He was so close he was
sure that he would cum just taking his dick out of his pants if he were
only bold enough to pull it out.

"Get me my jock," Grandy sounded helpless and demanding at the same time as
he arched his back and pounded his dick hard.  "I cum in my jock."

Having seen where he put it, Pete leaned over the back of the seat quickly
so he wouldn't miss the rest of the show and he reached into the gym bag
and felt the familiar material right on top. He was holding the pouch where
Grandy kept his package when he pulled it out of the bag and held it within
two inches of his nose. It was impossible not to smell the smell of
Grandy's crotch and it filled his brain with the most intense fragrance
he'd ever inhaled. He knew what went in there and he was holding the spot
where it rested for hours on end. He wanted to put it on and put his own
cock on the fabric where Grandy cock rested.

"Come on. I'm right there. What are you doing with it?" Grandy complained,
looking at how Pete was leaning into the backseat. He couldn't help himself
and he put his hand on the back of Pete's jeans, closing his eyes and
feeling the excitement surge through him.

Maybe Pete would let him.... No, he thought, and pushed the idea out of his
head but he kept his hand there.

"Just making sure I get your jock. You got a lot of junk in there," Pete
said, liking the feel he got from Grandy touching his ass but Grandy knew
he'd placed the jock right on top because he had already planned to jack
off there.

Pete had no trouble at all finding the jock, but letting go of it was a
different affair.  He'd always been put off by other boy's jocks but he'd
never held his hero's before, and now he breathed deeply and felt his own
crotch tingle when he did. He didn't understand any of it but he couldn't
stop himself as he rubbed his erection against the back of the seat, while
holding the jock over his nose and mouth, inhaling all of Grandy he could,
praying Grandy didn't catch him at it.

Grandy's hand explored Pete's butt as soon as he heard no objection. Pete's
voice had sounded cheerful and so the hand felt more boldly. Pete didn't
care any more and he was intrigued by the older boy's passion for himself,
and now he held his gear. This was incredible.

"I got it," Pete said, moving the jock so he could speak, making sure
Grandy wasn't watching him.

"Take your time," Grandy said as his dexterous fingers felt the fine ass,
waiting to be told he had gone too far.

Once again Pete pulled the jock over his mouth, parting his lips and
letting his tongue touch the fragrant material. Grandy's hand was between
his legs now, feeling just behind his balls and he humped the seat and
inhaled boldly as each had figured out that the other was fine with what
was going down.

						*****

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