Kyle's After School Snack by Josh Terrence Chapter 2
b/b/ oral/ anal/mast
When I left Mike's, I walked straight to Jimmy’s house. It was just the two of us, and I told him everything. As we gossiped about every last detail of my time at Mike's house, I could see Jimmy stiffening up, which was causing my horny bottom to stir. I grinned at him, and we shared an understanding stare as we got up and headed down the hall. We both headed to the bathroom to pee, and while we were in there, I couldn’t contain myself. I groped him while he was shaking himself off after peeing, and from there, he stiffened up. With a naughty grin, I slowly jacked him off, then I sat on the edge of the tub and put myself at eye level with his hard rod. I licked it up and down like a lollypop, then I sucked on it with all my might, As I sucked, I could feel his fingers running through my hair, and it was driving me crazy. I was so horny that I wanted to drop my pants, bend over and offer my horny rear end to him right away. Instead, I sucked him off with even more vigor as I moaned loudly. I never wanted it to end, so when he fired his hot load into my mouth, I swallowed it all down, that I licked every inch of his hard on clean with my tongue before I impatiently got on my knees behind him and spread his warm butt cheeks apart so I could feast on his hot hole.
His crack was lined with sweat, and I wasted no time at all lapping it all up. His cheeks bore the strong odor of a long, busy day, and I was in a state of bliss the entire time. As I was eating him out, I gripped his hips and pulled him back towards me, encouraging him to press back against my face. He readily complied, making it easier for me to enjoy his delectable juices. I wanted to stay there longer, but I had no idea what time it was because we were still in the bathroom. I knew that his mom was coming home from work at some point, so I reluctantly pulled my face out of his rear end and planted kisses on each one of his plump cheeks before he pulled his pants up and we walked out of the bathroom.
When we got to the kitchen, I looked at the clock and realized that we had another 40 minutes before his mom would arrive, so I decided to be adventurous. Jimmy was hard from the rim job we’d both been enjoying, and I wanted to finish what I started. It was daring, but I knew I had to have just one more taste of Jimmy’s luscious poop chute. I followed him down the hall to his room, where we closed the door and I urgently unbuttoned his pants. As soon as they were loose, I practically yanked them down and dropped to my knees. Jimmy rested his hands on the flat surface of his desk, and I very impatiently buried my face in his crack while my tongue sought out my reward.
The dark, rich taste of his pooper was heavenly, and I was enjoying the flavors that were dancing on my tongue. I knew I didn't have a lot of time to waste, so I used my hands to part his cheeks and dig deeper with my tongue. My head was spinning with pleasure as I lapped away the stink left behind by the many farts that had slipped through his hole and flavored it throughout the day. I was in heaven as I dug deeper, knowing for sure that I was being glutinous but unable to find the strength to stop myself.
With my tongue buried deep in his juicy chute, I started to unbutton my pants and work them off of my hips. I was having issues with my underwear, but only because I couldn't bring myself to pull my face out of Jimmy's hot bottom. I felt goose bumps forming on his cheeks and I knew what was coming. Less than a minute later, I felt his sphincter contract over and over around the tip of my tongue, prompting me to suck hard on its lips in an effort to draw as much flavor out as I could, then I tried to push in further with my tongue. When I pulled my face away, he turned his head and gave me a cute smile, and I answered it with a naughty grin of my own before I spread his cheeks and licked up and down his crack, still craving his flavorful pooper and its delightful juices.
When I finally pulled my face out for the last time, he turned around and helped me to my feet. I smiled at him, and he took me in his arms, holding me in his sweet embrace as I dropped my hands to the waist band of my undies and worked them off of my hips. Once they were down, I let Jimmy guide me to his bed, where he quickly lifted my legs, letting them rest on his shoulders as he slid his throbbing meat into my horny ass.
Like me, Jimmy has no hair, but I know he can fire a load deep inside of me, and I was eager to feel him give me his generous offering of cum. Jimmy was my first crush, and my first ever everything when it came to sex. Like me, he had an attraction to cute guys, and even better, he thought that I was cute. Of course, it wasn't even a debatable point in my mind that he was cute, and he was the first one that I wanted to know when I was ready to come out of the closet to certain people.
He knows what to do when he's inside of me, so even though he isn't well endowed, he knows how to perform with what he was given. Also, I know that in time, he'll get bigger down there, and my bottom is eager to feel him when he does. In the meanwhile, he was hitting the right spot in me, and I was reeling from the pleasure. He leaned down to kiss me, and I moaned into his mouth as out tongues dueled.
Finally, he hit my spot at the right moment over and over, and I came hard. At the same time, he shuddered and I felt his cock twitch inside of me as his seed poured out into my hungry rear end. When he pulled out of me, he was still hard, so I went to work on his hot cock. I took it all to the back of my throat, a technique I’d learned over time, and I let him hump it in and out of my mouth. It was less than five minutes later that he came in my mouth, and I smiled as he fed me my reward.
As we cuddled in bed, Jimmy asked about my plans for the Christmas Holiday. We were out of school for two weeks, and while I wanted to spend as much time as I could with Mike and Jimmy, I knew there would be others if I could help it.
“Mike's going to ask his mom if he can spend the night next weekend,” I told him, running the palm of my left hand along his chest, then down to his tummy. “I hope you can spend the night with us when he does.”
Jimmy nodded with an eager smile, so I kissed him once more, sliding my tongue deep into his mouth before we got up and put our clothes back on. I needed to get home, and I knew that Jimmy wanted to be dressed and washed up for his mother's arrival.
I live all of two blocks away from Jimmy, so my walk home was relatively uneventful, except for the fact that I was leaking cum out into the seat of my underwear. I was grateful that I had jeans on, and that they were dark enough to hide the wet spot on my butt.
I walked in and started to carry my backpack upstairs to my room when my mom spotted me.
“What, no kiss for me?” she asked, feigning offense. I quickly turned around and met her at the foot of the stairs, offering her a peck on the cheek.
“Sorry, I have to go to the bathroom,” I said, needing to get upstairs and out of my cummy drawers. I was about to move back up the stairs when my mom sniffed me and made a face.
“You stink, honey,” she said, and I made an impatient face at her.
“I have to go right now,” I said with a tone of urgency, using my hand to press against my rear end for emphasis, then I started up the stairs again.
“Take a shower, Kyle,” she called out as I bounded up the stairs, feeling the rest of the cum ready to burst from the confines of my ass. “When you get out, I'll get you a snack before supper.”
“I already had something to eat at Jimmy's,” I called back down as I reached the top of the stairs and made a beeline for the bathroom. As soon as I closed the door, I dropped my pants and underwear and cupped my hand at the entrance of my bottom as I gave in to the release that I was so desperate for.
All of the cum that was inside of me came out in a gush, and what I didn't catch was running down the back of my legs. I brought what I had in my palm up to my nose, inhaling it deeply before I slurped it all up, then I licked my hand of every last trace before taking to my legs, anxious not to waste any of my after school snack.