Date: Sat, 14 Jul 2007 09:17:44 EDT
From: Jarrod749@aol.com
Subject: Housesitter.  Chapter 5.

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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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Housesitter: All Boys Has Secrets.  Chapter 5.

Fum las' time:
Now he took the jock and fitted it around his head with the balls cup under
his nose. He pulled the boxers over his head and face with his nose between the
crotch and fly.
He pulled the fly open so he could look out and picked up the picture of Adam
with his face showing between upturned feet and butt....."So hotttt!" he
whispered to himself inside the underwears.

Putting the pic down, he brought the rubber to the flyhole and sniffed into
it. "Oh GODDDD!! Sooo hottttttttt!!!" His tongue lost control and sought the
lip of the rubber. Robby knew he had to have it! "Oh goddddd....gottta....gotta
have it!" he pleaded to himself out loud.

He brought the rubber under the waistband of the boxers and up to his mouth
and nose.
He couldn't believe the intensity of his need! His tongue sinked down through
the opening...he fingered up from the bottom and pushed the wonderful nectar
of boy up to his diggy-darting tongue! "Wheeeeoooopppppphhh!" he gasped.

He'd tasted boy juice....frozen at birthshoot! The closest he'd ever been to
sucking sperms direct from the spigot!

He just sat there with the tip of his tongue in the silvery stickiness that
used to be milky teen cream! He was entranced! His cock was dripping!

He pulled the boxers off his head and concentrated his senses on the taste
and scent of the cum mixing with the funk of the jock which was hanging just
under his chin.

Sucking his tongue back out of the rubber, he savored the taste on his tongue
and swarshed his tongue around his mouth.

Now he dipped a quivery finger down into the teen fucksauce and began to
distribute it all over his own body....first his armpits, which he sniffed right
after and sucked a breath in....then a little cum for his boy tit-nips....and
his ears....and then, oh myyyyyyy....he fingered a dollop right into his bunger
hole! He squeezed his hole against his sinking finger as he softly squealed,
"Ohhhhh, Adammmmmmm!!!"

His toes curled at the sensual attacks he was making on himself!

And now he dipped back into the rubber again and again to fit tiny droplets
between his toes.

He wondered if the rubber was a jack off rubber, or could he have fucked Jory
with it on?
He hoped it was the latter so later he would make one last pass at the
rubbers and lick all their outsides, in case he found out from watching the tapes
which boy they were up inside.

Wilding and screaming, "Gotta! Gotta do it! Gotta cummmmmmmmmmmmmmm!" he was
shaking all over as he pulled Adam's cum rubber over his own cock and pounded
himself to teencocking joy!!!! He squeezed all of Adam's fuckjelly over his
own dick before he wacked the load out of it!

He fell back onto his back exhausted.

His butt and belly were arched up from having Jory's pillow under him.

His semi-hard aftercummed dick lay back above his belly slightly with his own
teenshoot oozing into the reservoir to mix and congeal with Adam's.

"Sooooooooooooooogooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooooodhuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!"


Housesitter.  Chapter 5.

Mannnnnnnnnnnnnnnn! Is there life after boycock??? After teencreamage????
WELL..... IS THERE???? DAYAMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM!!!!

"Phhoowhooooooouhhhh!" Robby sighed in his afterwack. His whole insides and
out were just so much teen wreckage.

"Adammmmm-oh-Adammmmm!" he wailed to himself. His tongue sought the boy's cum
taste from every tooth and cranny of his mouth. His fantasy grew into a wild
haze above him...like a swirling storm of clouds and wind, with thunder and
lightning! There were boy images everywhere in his imaginary cloudscape....and
they all looked like Adam! All naked cutie boy Adams with hard cocks....beating
off....sucking...and even fucking in the haze...and both images of the boys
fucking....they were BOTH Adam!!!! Rob didn't even know if his eyes were open,
just....just it was a dream of life....of his life dream....to have the nectar
of real live boy in his mouth....on his body....in his belly....smooshed all
over his prized boycock....and INNNNNNNN HIS FUCKING HOLE!!!!!!!!
He was crazed...absolutely fucking crazed!!! He drove a finger up his bunger
and rode it as he screamed out into the room like a wild banshee!!

"Can't b'lieve it! Huhhhh! Can't b'lieve it! Unnnghh! I FUCKIN' CAN-NOT
BUH-LIEVE I EATED A REAL LIVE BOY JIZZ!!"

His body was in turmoil! He started to jerk and throw himself all over pretty
boy Jory's bed! The goo in his rubber sloshed all around his prick and all of
a sudden he realized what his dick was bathed in and he steeled up all the
fuck over again as he started humping the sheets with his own and Adam's
fuckjack coating his fevered joymeat again! "Oh it's so good! So goo-oo-oood!"  He
was hysterical!!!

Oh man....our young teen hero is crying. Sobbing uncontrollably. The only way
he could let it all out...was...was to cryyyyyyyyyyy! And such
sobbing....like one never hears....except maybe with the death of a loved one! It was from
so far down and deep inside the beautiful kid, who was humping, jerking his kid
belly down in the rumple of bed covers, that you'd almost have to turn away
in pity for someone so consumed that he was inconsolable.

But....but....it WASN'T sads...it was joy! Overwhelming fucking joy that only
a boy can have for what he feels inside him....for his beloved cock....and
for what he knows another prettyboy gave up to fill that rubber so HE could
enjoy the other boy's happy-sauce all over again. "OH MY
GODDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDDD!" Robby screamed!

Then he lurched up to sitting with his feet bottoms pressed together, and
holding his toes with his both hands like little baby boys in their cribs. The
jock hanging raggedly from his chin drooped around his neck....Adam's rubber cum
reservoir was refilling from the spooge oozing down his peter, and dangled in
a wrinkly, mashed and silvery moosh from the end of his softening
prick....Adam's cum drops were feeling so hot between Robby's scrunching toes....'What
if...' he was thinking, I mean...could he think anymore?

'What if....none of the rest of all this will be as good as this?' he
squeezed Adam's and his own fuckjelly back over and around his newly rising teen
cock. Drool seeped out the corner of his mouth at the feel of his and Adam's
fuckjelly sqooozing back up, over and around his prick a-g-a-i-n!!!!

He sat there all quiet now....breathing almost back normal....and
thennnnn....he jumped up, cock hard and rubber hugging his dick with his own fresh cum
coloring it milky white inside. He rushed out of the kid's room and ran down to
the screening room to switch any of the finished tapes and dvds.

His toy-assed bubble butt bounced behind him, sqwooshing his cheeks together
and damping his boyhole slot and winking bunger deep inside it.
Omigodddddd---sooooo fucking hot!!

He snapped his fingers hard at the end of his air-pounding arm! He fucked up!
All three copies had already ended....time wasted! He was pissed at himself,
even though he also knew there wasn't that much time lost....he knew every
minute lost was one less minute of copying he'd have done before he took off for
home. He looked at the grandfather clock against the wall....6:00 AM....34
hours to go! But wait...not that much, 'cause he needed time to get replacement
dvd blanks at the store and to make the house all straight before leaving....'4
hours'...he thought to himself. 'Leaves....ummm....30 hours'.

He had a thought and looked around for those labels that come inside blank
tapes and dvds. Finding one he took a scissors from the desk drawer and set up
to cut up small pieces of label to stick on the tapes he'd copied already.

He was thinking....next time they go'way, he'd know just where to start with
the remaining tapes he didn't have a chance to copy this time!

But first, he ran around the room changing all the recording stuff so he
could start up a new round of copying. That done he gave himself an air medal
polishing to his bare bronze teener chest, and went back to the label thingers.

He then carefully replaced the tapes in the box in the order he'd removed
them. The recording he was doing from most recent to oldest, meant he was having
to handle mixed media...dvds and vhs tapes. When he got to the oldest, they
were all vhs tapes and while they had less hours on them than dvds, they copied
quicker. He had a glimmer of a thought that maybe at least one of the copiers
allowed for speed dubbing. He'd check the features on his next pass. He just
didn't have time now to sit in the copy room.

Robby was never clear, or never even thought about what the length of time
was for recording media. He knew the length of these recordings because it was
written on them. He did know from what he'd seen in stores that tapes could run
from 2-9 hours, but that when you ran these surveillance things, if they
weren't changed, they just copied over themselves and the only way you knew when
something was recorded was the date/time stamp in the corner of the playback as
long as there was no power outage.

He was turning to the door when the image on the large screen showed a new
scene.

It looked like Cort...yeh...it was Cort, naked, with that same
handsome-tooled dick Robby caught sight of often in the showers at school bobbing in front
of the advancing Corky coming into Jory's room through the connecting
bath...."Nice dick," he whispered out loud.

As he approached Jory's bed, Robby could see the younger boy was still
sleeping. Cort shuffled over to the bed fiddling with his stiffy. He pulled the
covers back gently till Jory was butt naked to the whole wide
room....and...omigoddd....Cort wet his finger in his mouth and sinked it right down into Jory's
slot! Bending now he seemed to grimace as he strained to get angle to the
younger dude's ass...and then...holy shit! The whole fuckin' thing disappeared up
Jory's bunger!

That little fuck didn't even move...not a rustle...nuthin'! How the
fuck.........?

Soon enough after it seemed like Cort had wormed that newly slimed widget all
the way up to Jory's bellybutton, he pulled it out and worked it first under
Jory's nose....and then as the kid began to rouse from the scent of boyhole,
Cort slipped it between the younger teener's lips.

Jory jerked to raise his head, but Cort had the kid's jaw finger-pinned down
to the pillow. "Can yuh still taste me on it, buttwipe??"

"Uhh! Uccchhh! Whubbuffuhhkk!" Jory tried to speak.

With the finger still pressing Jor's jaw down and open, Corky pulled the kid
up by the neck till he was sitting on the edge of the bed and face-slammed
Jory with his morning woody.
"Diss 'is how it's gonna be dweeb. I got a rod...you eat. Got it?"

The sucking boy-face responded with a cock-stuffed head-bob and something
like, "Ahhffgockutt!"

Corky petted over the young teen's head and then patted it, saying, "Good
boy....just so's yuh knows yah place. We'll be getting on a shedule soon, and
that'll include taking care of all my shower and plumbing needs. Now that big bro
knows you a sock, jock and cock freak, he'll know how to feed that big boy
appetite'a yurs reg'lar like...."

Jory just sucked on down his big brother's pud nodding to anything the older
teen said.

Robby's heart was racing as he was obviously watching the aftermath of the
first time Cort exposed Jory to the surveillance tapes and took him down.
"Mannnnnnnnnn!!" Robby whistled across the room...."he musta...he fucked the kid's
ass night before! Omigod! ...and he fed his own jizz to him outta his asshole
first thing in the morning! Holy shit! HOLY FUCKIN' SHIT!!! Jory's...Jory's his
cock slave!"

"Oh man! Oh man! Oh MANNNNNNNN!" Robby wailed as he kept yanking his prick
and just quivered watching the powerful scene unfold before him. "Gotta...gotta
get outta heeeeeeeere!" he screamed to himself, and ran out into the huge
great room and bounded up the stairs with his hardwood pecker bobbling, and
spraying prefuck jizz wickedly up to his belly and back down to his legs and balls
again and again.

He was down under 30 hours of free time and had to finish his search and
discover mission, not to mention getting some enjoyment of all the boys' spoils
he'd already uncovered.

His mind swirled in the knowings that he not only had the smells, tastes and
cums of the two boys he was housesitting for....but there was seemingly no end
to the same for a whole lot more boys because of the sexploits of both
brothers.

He shivered when he remembered the surprise on the tape downstairs that there
was also 'little brother takedown' mixed in for added flavor and spice! He
got goosebumps as he burst back into Jory's room and spied the thawing rubbers
all in a row on towels across the kid's desk.

"Ohhhhhhhhhffff!" he snorffed and sucked in the scent of boy as he leaned
over the rubbers and moved his face above and all over the top of the desk and
smelled the melting teen sperm. His legs went wobbly again and he jacked at his
prick fast and hard and was wanting to go for another load right then but the
germ of an idea which was building earlier was surfacing and he dare not waste
his jam in a rag any more. His teen creamage had a place....'and everything
in it's place,' his gramma used to bore all the grandkids with. He whispered,
"Thanks, gramma," for what he obviously thought was a great idea.

He got a stab of fears when he worried he wouldn't be able to do the rest of
the searching and take care of business on Jory's desk without the boy spooge
starting to dry up on him.

Snapping a finger he ran down to the kitchen and back up with just the barest
of stopoffs to check the screening room monitor...."Ohmannnn," he
moaned....Jory was on his back on his bed now, his head out off the bed with Corky
standing, straddling his head, and doing knee bends while pulling the younger teen's
head up again and again, deeping his prick through Jory's lips. Man, this is
the closest thing Robby'd seen to a full-on face fuck. When he heard the kid
gagging and "Gwualluffkk"ing, he took off out the door or he'd be hooked till
both he and Corky blowed their wads!

Anyways, he got back to Jory's room from the kitchen run with a box of cling
wrap to cover the whole set of rubbers so they'd stay fresh. He'd learned that
from keeping his cold pizza fresh in the fridge.

See, the thing that had started to eat at Robby that caused all this deferral
of the action in Jory's room, was.....if the younger kid's doing this....what
about big brother!

Well, with the Jory-room rubbers all carefully preserved for later
attention....Robby was a flash and dustballs to Cort's room and the refridgerizer!

As he opened the door, he took a slow scan of the rest of the room and all
the furnishings....he was wanting to satisfy himself that he'd discovered all
there was to uncover.

With a bit of a nagging question in his mind, he stooped down to inspect the
fridge. He was about to pull open the freezer compartment door, when he spied
a half gallon plastic container.  Usually that kind of thing was for juice,
but it just didn't fit with the OJ there, the soda cans, even 3 beers, and
assorted and labeled other liquid stuffs, like milk, iced tea and bottled water. He
moved the stuff around and pulled it from the very back.... that in itself
made Robby suspicious.

He looked around the outside for labeling and there was nothing. It was a
very large mouth container and he unscrewed the top. Peering in, he still
couldn't be sure because the color of the container darkened the inside. He went for
a glass in the bathroom and poured some out. "Oh mannnn!" Robby whispered to
himself. He sniffed...then stuck his nose right into the container so no
outside air could confuse him. No doubt about it....it was piss! He smiled and
laughed inside!

Then, "Hey! Wait a minute? So who the fuck's piss is it? He wouldn't save his
own piss ....would he? So whut the fuck?"

He was mystified. With all the tapes and dvds to watch, he knew there'd be
more surprises, but this....this was the first thing he'd found and touched in
the whole house that made no sense.

Disappointed in himself, he needed a victory, so he put the container down on
top of the fridge and opened the freezer part.

Oh man.....did he ever jump with excitement. Except for a few frozen snacks
in front, the back of it seemed packed with plastic bag things like he'd seen
first in Jory's fridge.

He reached into the things and felt soft packs so he assumed they were
underwear and socks and jocks like Jory had collected. Then his now freezing hand
grabbed at something solid....hard. He grabbed on and pulled it out.

It seemed very weird when he brought it out into the light. It was mostly
gray, or silvery stuff, with color diffused by the condensing frozen outside of
the container. It was a plastic freezer bag thing....about sandwich size....it
was bellied out at the bottom where whatever was inside had spread out before
it froze.  But, the most confusing thing was....it seemed like at least the
upper portion of the contents were in sorts of slivers, or layers. It wasn't
like you froze water and it was all one color and consistency in appearance. It
almost looked like you could chip pieces of the topmost part off. The bottom
portion, while mostly smooth, it also was irregular in that there were very
smooth looking parts and others where there were air bubbles trapped.

Then there was something REALLY crazy. There were markings on the back side
of it he found when he spun it around to figure out what all the strange
'layerings' were. There were initials, and they were written in some kind of marker
pen, different color pens, too....and the handwriting seemed all different!
Like twenty...thirty...or morrrrrrrrrrre initials on the outside of the bag.

The phrase "Pro-teen--A wad a day, keeps the doc away," appeared below all
the initials.

Robby was staggered by his inability to figure out now two things in Corky's
fridge.
He reached inside the zipped bag and fingered around until a piece of the
frozen stuff broke off. He pulled it out and the frost was melting into his
fingers already...he put it in his palm and watched the small mass melt up and
water seeped to the outside of it as a one inch blob of whitish-silver stuff
emerged. He pulled his hand to his face.....OMIGODDD!

"CUMMMMMMMMMMM!" he screamed! He sniffed into it again. The warmer it got
with the air and the heat of his hand, the more intense the scent. "No doubt
about it! Iss'is cummm!!!" Robby yowled.

Now the question was.......WHOSE!!!!

Shit! He knew whose....all'em initials. Loads of 'em, but.... When...How!!!
And WHY????

The bottom of the bag looked all mostly uniform and congealed together....it
was only the top that appeared to have these lines...grooves....and
layers....it was like the first mass was all done and frozen at the SAME TIME! He
studied the initials. They were all like in a row across the bottom of the bag above
the word-phrase, and then a new row formed above it, and another and another.
Then the initials were scribbled all over the place and not as legible as the
bottom ones.

Robby put the bag back in the freezer and closed the fridge to keep more from
thawing.
He kept the one curd of obvious cum in his hand. It was like burning a hole
in his hand the way he held and stared so intently at it.

He was thinking....he didn't know what he was thinking....he might have to
wade through every video copy back at his own house to find the answer. But he
couldn't let go of it. His mind was wretching through it. He needed an answer!

The precious minutes till he had to pack up and go were fleeting. When he
realized the time waste, he shot to his feet off the chair he'd been sitting on
and grabbed at the container of piss and as he lifted it, something stuck to
the top of the fridge. He eased the container up and salvaged what was a label
on the bottom, repasting it with his fingers and then, SHIT! There was a  whole
bunch more initials on this thing, too! He was using both hands and still
trying to preserve that gob of teen cock snot that had melted into a syrupy
cumgoo.

The initials were all over the label of the container....just like on the bag
in the freezer. All around the outer edge of the label were words: "PECKERADE
- A real pick me up"!

"Oh man....." Robby flopped back to the chair seemingly exhausted. "He's
drinkin'iss stuff! He's gotta be....drinkin' this stuff! OMIGODDDDD! And the
cum...that's guys' cum...loads'a guys cum! He's gotta eat IT too....EVreeeee
day!!!!! Oh god...this dude...he gots a lifetime supply of fuck to eat!" Robby
bemoaned almost jealously.

His legs stretched out before him, and his toes curled under as his prettyboy
teen cock rose up from his thigh and snapped right up against his heaving
belly as Robby tried to recover himself in this inn of teen happiness that would
live in him for ever!

"Ohhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!" he sighed...letting his entire body deflate. His
slimmyboy belly went concave and his lower ribs showed. His pisshole oozed it's
bubble of teen juice as his cock held it's head up just above Robby's pubes. His
breathing became erratic....then rapid....his every muscle stiffened and
tightened.  He was bringing that palm of teen spoo up to his face...to his nose. He
whiffed it and ohhhhhhhhhhhhhh....his head was spinning! The heat of his hand
had doubled and redoubled the intensity of the teen-scent in his hand. His
lips....they closed on the prize...they touched...they touched the slippery
emission that at a time not so long ago made a young dude quiver and shake, and all
but lose control giving it up!

His lips guppied into the slimy curdle of pure boy nectar....they kept
wiggling in the smoothe shimmery sauce....and soon, Robby's tongue slipped out and
swabbed his palm clean of the teenjoy remnants he'd preserved to savor now
while thinking of the sparks that fired throughout the shooter's teen body when
he'd let it go!

"Ohhhhhh! So goodphh!" Robby called out with some of the sticky mass on his
lips still. How he'd dreamed of sucking cock...eating prick jam to his heart's
content....and he was getting at least a 'taste' of it fresh as the moment it
was blowed....finally. Finally, it was gonna be Robby's turn!

"Uhh! Unngh! Oopphhh! Mmmmmmmmmmuhhhhhhhhh! Uhyeh! Ohgod! Ohhhsogooood!"
Robby sqwooned as rope after rope of his cockshot striped and criss-crossed his
chest and belly while his entire body bucked and heaved to the thrill only a
teen boy could ever know!!!!!


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