Date: Wed, 18 Jun 2008 18:19:54 -0700 (PDT) From: Jeff Subject: Tool Shed (Part 2 Shit, I got a ton of emails from Part One! Thanks, guys! Hope you enjoy - let me know if you did! ************************************************************************** The Tool Shed (Part 2) Settling In I slumped back onto the chair as the young teen let the wooden door clang shut behind him. No way I thought I'd ever be doing what I'd just done, and definitely no way I'd have ever thought I'd have enjoyed it so much! But the way my hard cock slapped against my belly as I sat down, along with the huge pool of ball juice pouring out my dick had me thinking that maybe I had! I heard voices from the area behind the shed, it sounded like laughter and high-fiving from a couple of high school boys. My mind was still reeling and I panicked for a moment knowing there were kids outside. How was I ever going to get back to the house unseen if my back yard was some sort of gathering place for the local teens? The voices quieted, though, and I heard the door to the back room open once again. My cock was in charge as I peered once again through the knot hole and saw a boy somewhat younger than the one who'd just left. He was shorter and his hair was a darker shade of blond, but he looked enough like the boy I'd just sucked to be his little brother. The wood patch that covered the hole was still up, and I saw the youngster grin as he stepped forward, unbuckling the belt that held his jeans in place. I couldn't believe what was happening; couldn't understand how these two both felt so free to just come into my shed and drop their pants! From what I could see through the knot hole the kid coming toward me couldn't have been more than fifteen, thinner and with less developed muscles than the first kid. But as he shoved his hard cock through the opening I could see he was plenty old enough to get what he'd come for! I eyed the hard young shaft with a mixture of lust and dread, knowing full well that I was going to drop down and suck him in, but furiously trying not to want it. As so often happens in a man's life, lust won out and I dropped to my knees. "Just for tonight" I said to myself "I'll get this crazy shit out of my system and get back to my normal life." I sighed and swallowed the boy's cock, knowing at my core that this wasn't going to be a one-night bit of craziness! He didn't last as long as his brother had, apparently too inexperienced to know how that the journey was just as much fun as the destination. He had a good six inches of rock hard meat and used it as a weapon on my mouth. His frenzied fucking was a huge turn- on, as were the little yelps he'd squeal out every few seconds as he felt my warm soft tongue work his shaft. Too soon, though, he moaned loudly and slammed into the wall as he shoved his cock down my throat. The fleshy rod of steel hammering my lips burst forth with a torrent of hot juice. Cum from very young balls has its own unique flavor, and I savored the taste as I drank from his spewing prick. And so went the night. Every time I drank down a load and sat down to jerk off, I'd hear the door open again and spot another teenager approaching my little glory hole. The old man who'd lived here before had apparently built quite a following, and there was a huge reservoir of pent-up demand for the service I now found myself offering! By ten o'clock I'd taken seven cocks through the hole, and my belly was full of adolescent ball juice. The next day at school was a surreal experience! I'd never really noticed how much the odor of testosterone permeates the locker room, but now I could almost see hormones seeping from the skin of my players as they grab-assed after practice. The Texas hill country produces some of the best young athletes in the country; a fact I'd known for quite some time. What I'd never truly appreciated until now is what a bunch of little studs these boys are! Or how many truly impressive teen cocks are hanging between their legs! I kept making excuses to walk through the showers, to the point I was almost afraid I was being obvious! I seriously needed to get a grip! Driving home, I swung past the high school behind my house and saw that the rival team was again running a scrimmage. I parked and took a seat on the stands, trying to blend in with the small group of onlookers as I watched the field. I knew I'd be nailed for spying if anyone realized that I coached the team that beat them in the regional championship game last year. But sports espionage was the last thing on my mind; I just wanted to see if I recognized any of the boys from last night! I thought I was good and truly fucked when a young blond boy sauntered to my bench and sat down next to me. The kid from last night! The second one, who I'd come to think of as the "little brother". "Don't think I've seen you here before" he began with a friendly grin "My name's Parker" "I'm Jackson" I replied, hoping he'd take my short answer as a hint that I didn't want to talk. His presence made me feel very exposed, both because of last night and from the idea that a rival coach was watching his school's team practice. "My brother's the quarterback" he continued, oblivious to my subtle hints "that's him coming to the sidelines. His name's Harper" He noticed the amused grin on my face and explained that his Mom was a big genealogy nut and insisted that all her kids carry names from the family tree! His two little brothers were named Bailey and Morgan! "It's a good thing they stopped at four" he laughed "or the next one would have been named Cockerell! I'd hate to imagine his nickname!" Pride was apparent in the kid's voice, and his obvious adoration for his big brother made him seem even younger than I'd assumed him to be last night. I'd pegged him at about fifteen, now I wondered if the kid had hit fourteen yet! One thing I knew for sure, though, he'd made it through puberty! I glanced over at the quarterback pulling the helmet from his sweat soaked head and realized that my guess last night had been on the money! In the light of day their similarities were more pronounced. Decked out in his football gear, Harper looked even bigger and sexier than he had the first time I'd seen him, and my cock began to fill out at the memory of the long hard cock he'd used on me last night! "You new to town?" his little brother asked, interrupting my thoughts and saving me from the embarrassment of throwing wood in my gym shorts right there in the stands! "Yeah, just moved in a few weeks ago" I answered, wary of giving him too much information "I bought a place not far from here" I gestured vaguely in the general direction of my house. It could have been my imagination but I thought I saw a sly grin flit across his smooth young face as he noted my evasiveness. "Well it was good to meet you, Jackson" he said as he stood to move closer to the action "hope to see you again real soon!" This time there was no mistaking it! There was innuendo in his voice that both scared and excited me. I kept my eyes on his fit young body as he trotted over to the side lines and greeted his big brother with an effusive wave. The team was gathering around the coach for some final instruction before their practice day ended, and as they removed their helmets I spotted each and every boy who'd stopped by my shed last night. One by one their faces were revealed and I sat stunned in the realization that I'd sucked off most of my rival team's starting line up! I was trying hard not to be noticed as I walked the long way back to my jeep and headed toward home, sneaking one last peek back at the hot young athletes gathered around their coach. I told myself on the short drive home that I was going to shower, have a beer, and go to bed! I got through the first two without incident! Except maybe the part about having one beer; why just one when three have can help your head stop spinning! With beer clouded judgment I headed back to the shed - just to check out the set up and explore a little. When I turned on the overhead light like I'd done last night, I noticed a small red glow from the back of the old building. Walking around, I saw a single red bulb glowing in the moon lit dusk. That's the signal, I realized. The sign that the tool shed is open for business! I chuckled as I thought about the outrageous idea that everyone on the team seemed to know about the place, and decided I'd better head back and turn out the light. Just as I pivoted to return to the front I heard footsteps through the trees just a few feet behind me. In a panic I fled through the door and waited for a clear field to make a run for the house! The familiar sound of the back door opening got my attention and I snuck a glance through the knot hole to see who was coming in. I didn't recognize him from last night but I did from the scrimmage today! And I knew from studying his team roster that his name was Jake Carlson and he played wide receiver. I'd taken special note since that was the position I'd played in my day! The kid was a real lady-killer, tall and built like a brick shithouse, with short dark hair framing a perfect face. His lips were so pink they almost looked like he was wearing gloss, but of course that would never be the case for a young Texas athlete! He had on a pair of faded jeans and a yellow striped pullover shirt that hung loosely over his muscular frame. Kicking off his shoes, he approached the closed hole and bent down to push against the patch with his fingers. I flipped the light out, hoping he'd take the hint and leave! But teenage boys with hard dicks are never good at taking hints, and young Jake proved to be no different! He pressed against the wood and moved the patch with his hand, inching it to the side. I knew I shouldn't, but I flipped the light back on and hooked the wooden patch in place against the wall stud. I just wanted to see the kid, I told myself. The piece of meat that came through the opening was fucking enormous! I mean that kid had some serious cock between his legs, and I knew as soon as I saw it that I was a goner! I wrapped my fist around his shaft, unable to cover the entire length even with my big hands! I knelt in front of the hole and brought the fleshy pole to my face, again captivated by the clean fresh scent of freshly scrubbed meat. Licking around the cock head I was greeted with a gasp from the other side and felt him push his body into the opening. Balls and all came through and I had to step back a little and admire the beauty of the tool this boy was packing! I took as much of him as I could into my mouth before I felt his fat spongy cock head make contact with my throat. The slick texture of pre cum melted against my tongue and my mouth watered to take it in. Holding his long shaft by the base, I sank my face into his crotch and swallowed a good seven inches of his throbbing prick. And that left a couple more inches to keep in my fist! Jake rocked into me making soft mewling noises as he ran his stiff cock down my tongue. He was definitely a leaker, and before long my mouth was so coated with musky ball juice I almost wondered if he'd already cum! But he was just getting warmed up! He pounded me with his meaty fuck stick for a good ten minutes; rocking enthusiastically into the wall and forcing me to keep a tight grip with my fist to keep from being choked to death by his monster! His fat balls slapped against my hand as he fucked my face, and I reached up with my left to cup the heavy orbs in my palm. Running his smooth ball sack through my fingers I was amazed at the weight it held! His nuts rolled across my palm and jerked in rhythm with his pounding cock. I felt his nuts draw into his crotch and knew I was about to get a taste of Jake-juice! By the gusher that hit my throat I would've thought this kid hadn't gotten off in months! A thick stream of hot sweet cream bruised my tonsils as it rocketed out the end of his huge cock. I swallowed as fast as I could, but unable to keep up with the torrent I felt warm streaks of juice flow down my chin. The noise he was making matched the load he was throwing! He screamed out in release and gave one final thrust before locking his spewing shaft in place down my throat. His body seized as spurt after spurt of ball sap drained from his convulsing balls. With a final soft moan that almost sounded like regret, the teen stud withdrew his spent cock from the hole, pulling it from my tightly wrapped lips. I got a few remaining drops of cum from his shaft as he retreated. The sound of cloth being hiked back up told me our visit was over. "Thanks, Dude" he croaked as he opened the door and disappeared into the trees. It was time to head back to the house before I ended up spending the whole night swallowing loads from the local boys. I wasn't quite ready for that, and I took advantage of Jake's departure to turn off the light and slip through my back door. It was still pretty early yet so I popped the top on another brew and sat in the kitchen sipping and thinking. Up until last night I'd always considered myself to be as straight as they come! A little adventurous to be sure, but basically I liked women! In my college days I'd gotten some outrageous pussy and enjoyed the worst fuck almost as much as I'd enjoyed the best! But there was no denying that I'd liked eating dick last night. And no doubt I'd be doing it again! I'd stumbled on a situation that made it too easy to explore! It was just after nine o'clock when the doorbell rang. Wondering who could be paying a visit at that time of night I stumbled to the front door and peeked through the hole. His face looked huge and distorted through the wide angle lens of the peep hole. But there was no mistaking the silky blond hair and smooth face of young Parker. I pulled the heavy wood door open and stared at the grinning face of my visitor. He was dressed in a faded pair of jeans with a plaid cowboy shirt open halfway down his smooth chest. Even before I'd gotten a taste of his young meat last night I'd have thought he was a cute kid. Now all I could think about was what he'd look like naked stretched out across my bed! "Parker, right?" I began, trying to keep my eyes trained on his face "Whats up, little guy?" "I was just out for a walk and thought I'd drop by and say hello" he said with a smile, as if it was the most natural thing in the world for a kid barely in his teens to drop by unannounced. "Can I come in for a minute/" I offered him a coke as he made himself at home, shoving a pile of laundry to the side and taking a seat on my sofa. He eyed the beer sitting on the table next to my recliner. "That'd be great - if that's all you're offering!" I decided the coke would be best, and probably the beverage I should switch to as well! We made awkward small talk as we sat, a strong undercurrent of things left unsaid filling the room. After I'd been properly welcomed to the neighborhood (again!) he asked about me. What I did for a living, how I'd come to buy this particular house, that sort of thing. He and his family lived in the house next to the school, just across the grove of trees lining my back yard. I answered as best I could, even disclosing the fact that I coached football for his rival team. He seemed to take great delight in knowing that! The room went silent again - the proverbial twenty-minute lull in the conversation. "So, dude - that tool shed out back is pretty cool, huh?" he mumbled. Blushing, I did my best to keep my cool. "It seems to serve a purpose" I admitted, unwilling to take too much initiative in the direction the conversation was headed. "Yeah, it has for as long as I can remember!" he continued "The old guy here before you built it; old man Anderson. I used to come by and visit with him pretty often. He used to invite me back there with him sometimes." I was stunned by his tacit admission, implying things he hadn't really said. I pondered this thought for a few beats before replying "You're welcome to visit my tool shed anytime you want, Parker, whenever I'm home." He understood immediately and a huge grin spread across his smooth young face. "Cool, I always liked going back there. Even went back there a few times when the house was vacant. Just to keep the place going after the old man died." My eyes dropped from his face to run quickly across his body. It was obvious that the memories of his time in the tool shed were having an effect on the kid; his faded jeans had a definite tent. "Did you and old man Anderson ever spend time here in the house" I asked, my mouth going dry as I pictured his hard teen cock poking through the glory hole. "Yeah, we did that a lot too when the tool shed wasn't busy" he answered, idly fondling his meat through the soft denim. I stood to get us another coke, and the front of my shorts gave me away with a huge bulge at the crotch. His eyes went straight to my tent as he smiled and licked his lips. "I think you'd be more fun to visit with here in the house than he was" he whispered as his gaze drank in the outline of my hard cock. I don't know how I found the balls to do what I did next, but I shuffled over to the couch and stood in front of my young visitor, my stiff cock stretching out from its cotton prison. He reached out with one hand and cupped the bulge, wrapping his slender fingers around the length of my shaft. With skill that exceeded his tender years he unzipped me and slipped his hand inside. Freeing my long dick from my boxers, he pulled me free of the cloth and ran his soft hand around the head of my leaking cock. I gasped and rocked into his hand as he jerked me softly and reached in to pull my balls free. His shiny blond hair flowed across his head as he leaned forward and took me into his lips. I still hadn't asked his age, but for sure I knew that he'd learned a lot about sucking cock in whatever years he had! I looked down and ran my hand through his silky hair as my my long hard shaft glided across his warm tongue. I fucked into him gently, not sure how well he could adapt to the size of my tool. He surprised me when my cock head hit his throat and he pulled me forward, sinking my pole deep in his young gullet. He groaned as he felt his tunnel being stretched by my length, and I responded with a gasp as I felt my cock squeeze into the warm crevice he was providing. His right hand left my crotch and reached down to release his own cock from the tight confines of his jeans. It throbbed from his open zipper, jerking as it oozed ball juice from his pink head. Never missing a beat on my cock, he unbuttoned his shirt and pulled it from his chest. Looking down at his hairless young body I blanched at the youthful physique my little cock sucker revealed. He was in great shape, slender and tight, but his hormones hadn't had time to kick in and build real body mass like his older brother had. But you could tell by looking at him that it would happen. If this kid kept working out he'd be every bit as built as his brother! I lifted him up by his bare underarms and pulled his tight jeans down his legs, cupping his firm little ass as I released the fabric from his mounds. Pushing him back to the couch I pulled him free of the cloth and dropped it to the floor. He thrust forward as I attacked his hairless balls with my tongue, squirming on the couch and making the same soft yelping noise I'd heard through the hole last night. He took his pole in hand as I ate his nut sack, jerking in a frenzied hurry to cum. Grasping him by the wrist I slowed his fist, not wanting him to blow before he found out what a really good blowjob could feel like. His arm struggled against my grip as he tried to bring himself off. "Slow down a little, little guy" I whispered as I released his balls and licked the length of his dick "lets take our time and do this right!" His fresh young meat tasted of young teen. His cock was hard as steel, encased in a spongy layer of supple flesh. His hairless balls writhed beneath me and his fat pink cock head leaked ball juice down my tongue. He tried his best to calm himself and make the moment last but I could tell he was accustomed to blowing a load as soon as he could. And old habits die hard! He let out a stifled scream as I felt hot adolescent seed hit the back of my throat. Burying my face in his crotch I swallowed as he unloaded down my throat, spurting sweet thick juice as he twisted on the sofa cushions. I kept his cock planted deep until I felt him go limp, his heavy gasps subsiding to deep groans. Releasing him from my lips, I stood and gazed down at the naked young teenager slumped across my sofa. With my hard cock jerking at face level, little Parker surprised me when he leaned forward and swallowed me whole. Pulling me deep into his throat he worked my cock better than any of the guys back at the Austin peep shows had ever done! His cock came back to life as he worked me toward my orgasm. I reached down and cupped his meaty shaft in my fist, jerking him as I fucked into his face. This kid sucked cock like a man and I didn't see any reason to treat him any differently! I pounded his sweet young face like a man possessed. He swallowed me to the base and fingered my balls as he groaned and ran his hot tongue across my meat. I exploded with a fury into his mouth. Cum traveled from my toes and shot like a cannon out my dick, gagging him with the volume! I seized his head and held him tight against my crotch as I took what he was giving! As I pulled out of his face I could see he was once again working himself toward an orgasm. I pulled him up and led him to the bedroom to start round two! **************************************************************************** Big Brother's Cum Dump (gay/incest) The Prick (gay/incest) A Taste of Dylan (gay/incest) Playing Ball (gay/athletics) The Outlet (gay/encounters) College Cum Dump (gay/college) Interlude with a Vampire) gay/sf-fantasy)