Date: Thu, 30 Mar 2006 10:17:38 EST
From: Jarrod749@aol.com
Subject: Baseball Boys and Other Toys.  Chapter 10.

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contains descriptions of sexual activity between teenage boys. The acts are
consensual and are a result of their love or lust for one another.

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		Baseball, Boys and other Toys.  Chapter 10

It's baseball championship time guys, and we're ready to recap where our
trilogy of jockboy stars is at.

Last we were together, there was Natey and Patrick, and JT and Tommy still
working out their puds in California and Florida. In Virginia, Josh and Perry,
for their part, had just hit back-to-back homers to win their baseball
championship, 5 - 4.

All three boy pairs had already reached their 'bottom' denominators who were
Nathan, Tommy and Perry. Pat, JT, and Josh had shown each of their best buds
whut they'd been missing....and needing....all their short lives.

Pat was driving Nathan home from his ball game, and with Nate still in his
uniform he executed the moon of a school bus before they pulled into Pat's
garage. Somehow, it just happened....the door came down, and in the dim light of
the garage Nate soon was humming on Patrick's nubber. One thing led to another
and before too long, they were practicing what they learned in sex ed back in
6th grade.

JT and Tommy had themselves a great time learning the facts of life from
bottom to top. JT was Tommy's best friend. Tommy was the ball player, and the big
game is tomorrow, but when you think with your dick as all boys do in high
school, there ain't nuthin' bigger than the need to get yur nut when you just
gotta. JT set Tom up for a sleepover, and as the granddaddy clock bonged out
midnight in the hall, JT was banging Tommy's lights out in his bedroom.

Since we left off at their season's climax with Josh and Perry, we'll go out
of order here and finish up that scene before we see what's going on with the
others next time.

While many weeks have passed since that first boysex awakening on Josh's bed
after their first baseball practice, we want to finish out the opening scene
of their new life together....that of Perry as cockhound. It all sort of fell
out. There was Perry using his knowledge of massage therapy to help the muscle
strains of his friend, when positions reversed and Josh was fuckfeeding Perry
with reckless abandon.

Check out Chapter 9 to recap this boyfeeding frenzy that raged on through the
entire Spring up to the final game....the championship game against
Mountainview High which ended this way.....

The windup. The pitch. 'CRACK!' With hardly a look, the pitcher looked down
and began his long and losing walk off the field. Everybody screamed
together....."IT'S GONNNE!!!" Perry ran around the bases so fast, he met the losing
pitcher before he made it to the foul line on his way to his own dugout, and
handslapped his back.

Perry was mauled by his teammies as he jumped on the plate with both feet.
That pile of hot sweaty boys would make anybody watching hot and sweaty.

Josh had got the whole team goin' as Perry got up to bat. He said, "The
fucker's gonna hit another bomb, dudes, and we goin' tuh party hearty!!! Then we do
whut I said." He made them promise and they agreed.

Finally, after about five minutes, the boys started peeling themselves off
the celebration pile that Perry was buried under. The stands were still full on
the winning team's side, with kids and students streaming onto the
field......and Perry was lying on home plate, filthy from head to toe....dirt was caked
in blotches on his sweaty skin....and he was fuckin' NAKED!!!!!

His teammies had stripped him bare to the nads under the pile, and then took
the uniform away with them leaving the poor bastard covering his balls with
his hands as he kneeled up on top of home plate. His finest hour....and he was
balls naked! They even got his spikes and socks.

He wouldn't get up as everybody cheered and chanted for him to stand up and
let them see what a 'hero was made of'.

He just didn't want to show his crack, OR his balls. He just stayed there
sitting on his heels.

Josh and three other guys surrounded him as the chants, "Show us Perry! LET
US SEE!
We wanna see!" kept up and got louder and closer as everyone started to
surround them on the field.

The four kids each grabbed at his arms and stood him up, with his
shame-shriveled nuts and cock, little more than a nubber, for all to see, and cheer. Josh
had a bat handle up his butt though, and as he wormed it around, poor fuckin'
Perry had something to be proud of after all.

A huge cheer went up when Perry's cock snapped tall against his belly. His
dad would have been proud. There was also a gasp from some of the women, and
girls....and boyyyyyys!


Baseball, Boys and Other Toys.  Chapter 10.

Perry's handsome prick stood tall and it was such a kiddie-fun moment in the
hysteria of the championship glow, that there wasn't even the thought of the
scene being dirty or indecent....and more than a couple of moms and girls in
the stands were whispering under their gasps....beautifullllllllllllllll!!

Perry's own mom was there and after the initial shock, could be seen throwing
her tits up, chest out in her joyful prouds at the barenaked sight of her
son's manhood being celebrated before the huge crowd.

Hmmmm....and there weren't just a couple'a boys who were snakin' up hard in
their boxers, drooling and whipping their tongues around in their hot mouths.
(That's truly the joy of boxers. No more tight, jockey shorts cock jails
keeping that trigger of all boy fun down under his balls....it was free to 'fly' and
search for those slender, firm abs and boy bellybuttons all by itself only
having to navigate the loose baggy fabric of cotton boxers.

Perry's big brother who had his own apartment, had left work and come out to
his kid bro's game and laughing and crying at the same time he rushed out on
the field with the other fans and hugged his naked brother, picked him up and
sat him on his shoulders! Perry's teentoy wick was rubbing up and down against
the short hairs on the back of his brother Chaz' neck, sending fiery zingers
all through Perry's hornyboy body, curling his toes up as he did everything he
could to keep from going off in Chaz' hair! Another roar from the crowd rose
up and the chant kept up for "PERRY! PERRY! PERRY!" And then as the players
were glad-handed and backslapped, on their way to the parking lot, everyone
starting singing Queen's "We Are the Champions" hit song from a hundred years ago
as the old CD played on one of the kid's boomboxes.

Josh had snatched up all of Perry's uniform from around the plate. He had to
fight off two girls for the jock and underpants....and lost. He did manage to
salvage Perry's sliding shorts, pants, socks, cleats and jersey which he
handed up to Perry for when they got to the pizza joint for the first party of the
night with Coach.

Coach and team manager Bobbie collected all the gear and loaded it into the
coach's new burnt orange extended cab truck. That new truck was Coach's baby.
He could be seen kissing the roof when he got out at his apartment after
getting home for the night. He and Bobbie hopped in and came up behind the team in
their two vehicles.

As the minivan and SUV carrying the 15 players pulled out of the lot there
were crying women and girls....some teary-eyed proud dads and a few boys
squeezing their puds in their pants pockets. Then a wild cheer went up one more time
when four kids mooned the crowd out the windows.

Coach just shook his head as he followed

Coach squeezed Bobbie's neck from behind as they headed for the main road to
the celebration feed he was hosting for the team. "I know you want to join the
team at their creek banking party tonight, Bobbie....it's okay....and I
wantchu to."

Bobbie, a cute dwarfish blonde with a lock of hair hanging down above one eye
said, "Yehhh, Coach....but you know....I still...yuh know...."

Coach did know, and he'd let Bobbie do his thing with him before he broke off
to be with the players. Bobbie was a super star second basemen in waiting
till he could join the varsity next year, and had practiced with the team for two
years now while assuming team manager and gopher duty for the coach and the
players.

His funnest thing, besides 'taking care' of Coach was to make love to the
dirty uniforms, underwear, jocks and socks after games. After endless pleading
the previous season,  Coach had finally let him take the bag of team laundry
home with him overnight after games. The wild kid would collect the dirty stuff
from each player in the locker room, bag it and cart it off home. He would put
each guy's stuff inside his numbered jersey, so when he was home in his room
and opened each jersey to swoff, smuck and smuff into the jock, shorts and
socks, he knew which dude he was drooling over by the jersey number. He humped
himself crazily into each jersey collection which he laid out on his bed. He had
never succeeded, but his dream was to cum in every player's jock the night
after a game. He would always come up short, but not for lack of trying. He'd
make up for it by taking the jocks he hadn't seeded under the covers with him.
He'd sniff up and then wear one. He'd put all but one under his pillow and sniff
himself to sleep with the last one. If we woke during the night he powered
his prick into as many of the jocks as he had spoo to shoot. Any remaining would
be spermed with his morning woodie before school. His best yet was to pump
off into 11 jocks. He did that the first night the coach let him have the
laundry back during last season. His best this season was 7. He actually asked Coach
if he was 'losin' his fuck' after 'only' being able to get off between five
and seven times at night. Coach Mason laughed so hard he cried. It was because
of things like this that when he and Coach were alone, Coach called him
"Freaky".

As they got to the restaurant, Bobbie was getting down on the floor of the
truck and Coach cupped him back of his head, "Not yet, Freaky....let's give the
boys their party, and we can come out and let you fun on me before they leave
for the creek."

Bobbie was heartbroken. He'd had his after game salivary drool since Perry
scored the winning run and that seemed like hours ago, and had all to do to keep
his hands off the coach while he was driving.

Coach patted the disappointed kid on the ass as he got off the floor and
scooted out of the truck.

The restaurant knew the routine and had the team table set up away from the
regular customers. Perry walked in first leading the team through the door with
the trophy high over his head and all the folks at the tables applauded.
Perry was the only one totally out of uniform. Some of the kids had their jerseys
off but were all in sneaks and except for two in sliding shorts, were in
uniform pants. Perry was barechested with just his sliding shorts on that Josh had
salvaged at home plate earlier.

Ten 'garbage' pizzas were already on their way out to the table as the teen
wolves swamped it.

Soon enough, fifteen pitchers of soda and the ten pizzas were gone and the
kids were all hopping and bopping in their seats with afterglow of pent-up
tension from a whole day's waiting for the game, the win, and now the natural teen
restlessness for 'whut's next?'

Coach stood and to raucous approval, it was announced that Josh and Perry
would get the scholarships to baseball scout camp in Nebraska right after school
closed for summer.

The noisy jubilation led to more anxiety among the horny dudes, and Josh who
was sitting away from Perry hollered down the table to him, "So, dude....you
gonna pay up or whut??"

"Pay up?? Fer what??" Perry looked caught off guard.

"You said, when we came in before batting in the 9th inning, that if we won,
you'd blow the whole team," Josh kidded, as serious looking as he could muster
a look on his face.

Trevor and Markie jumped right on it, "Hey yeh, man. Pay up!" both of them
said standing, whipping down their zippers on either side of Perry.

Up and down the table all the players started stomping feet and pounding the
table and chanting, "Pay up! Pay up!" as Coach was getting a little antsy, but
he'd seen this fun shit from kids all the time from when he was on teams
himself in high school and college.
He also knew you had to watch close since kidding boys all of a sudden get
real and then it's too late.

First Mark, then Trevor pulled at the back of Perry's neck while he sat there
staring into their flys and wrenched away from both. A few kids weren't sure
if it was kidding or not and their heads were going back and forth like the
crowd at a tennis match checking Coach and then checking Perry.

Then in the flash of an eye three kids had come behind Perry's chair, lifted
him out of it, and laid him flat face down into Trevor's crotch and across the
laps of three guys. Perry was already nearly bareassed with just the sliding
shorts on, and Mark was pulling at the waistband as four hands shoved Perry's
face and straining, jerky head down into Trevor's meat-filled pants. Even in
his frenzied panic, Perry could smell the young dude's boy funk and he was
freaking! He couldn't move! His upper lip could feel Trevor's rock hard cock. He
was pinned at every point from his neck to his feet, which were in Jamie's
lap....bare, and being tickled.

Coach let them fever up a bit more before standing and shaking his head.

Soon enough things cooled, and Josh smiled to himself....'the game was
afoot!' for the creek....and he knew it! But he wasn't done. While they had Perry
face-in to Trevor's fly, Josh jumped up and helped get Perry's shorts down his
thighs and started spanking the handsome dude's ass. Whewwww! They all lined up
and whomped on Perry for five minutes and didn't stop till Perry's screaming
and crying got the attention of the other customers. Coach put up his hand,
and it was over. Interesting....at least three of the 'spankers' left their
hands on those teen cheeks a little longer than most after each smack....and there
were more than three hardons among the spankers as well!

Bobbie lined up with Jon who was driving the minivan to get him to the team
party. Coach told them to keep it to a low roar while he took care of some
stuff in the truck, and for them to order any last stuff they wanted before
breaking up.

Several eyes followed the Coach....and Bobbie....as they headed out to
Coach's truck. No one knew for sure....but, some were pretty sure that Bobbie was a
cumdump for Coach.
Nothing was ever said which was more a tribute to how high they held
Coach....and of course, it helped that Bobbie was as a good a player as any of them.

The coach's door had hardly slammed when the whimpering young dude squealed,
"God Coach, I-I-yi-couldn't oh godddd....I cummed my pants!"

The fucker needed into Coach's pants so bad, just the sight of Coach's
muscled butt shifting as he walked in front as they left the restaurant....and
Bobbie lost control.

Coach smiled at the 'freaky' boy, and squeezed into the cab behind the front
seat so he could spread out and let Bobbie go through his routine. Bobbie
always had to ask, "Coach....can I blow you?" and wait for Coach to either nod or
say yes before he pulled the handsome young man's pants down and sank his face
in the bigger man's balls.

He knew he had to work fast and just went for Coach's prick and wolfed him
like a baby to a bottle....in thirty seconds Coach was bouncing in the back of
the truck up against the side wall, grabbing his cumdump's head and face-rammed
the sweaty red-flushed kid's face till he filled his mouth with manseed.

Bobbie loved when Coach would pull his face off that big dick and look at the
cum frothing on his tongue. As the kid swallowed his reward, Coach always
pulled Bobbie's face into his belly and cuddled him. The lonely kid treasured
that moment each time as much as he did sucking his idol.

In a few moments Coach was coaxing the boy to get straightened out so he
could get to the creek with the other kids.

Soon they were both back at the table....several pairs of eyes now checking
the conditions of both Coach and Bobbie to see if they could pick out any signs
of 'fun'. Inspection would reveal damp and matted hair at the front and back
of Bobbie's head. Coach looked spotless. Not a hair out of place. Baggy pants
hid so much these days. There was a spot of wetness on Bobbie's pants on the
inner thigh where his cumshot had 'bled' though.

The kids had ordered and eaten two more pies and were more than ready to get
to the creek....and the beer....annnnnn....the cunts.

Coach made them promise to send Bobbie home early, and told them that the
younger teen was not approved for staying over. The players all had gotten parent
clearance for an all nighter at the creek. The girls were already there
setting up...they would have to leave early too. Bobbie would leave with them.

"See yuh, Coach!" they all hollered out of the van and SUV as they took off
for the creek and Coach turned back toward town. He knew the routine. After all
he wasn't out of school himself that long. There'd been a whole lot of
creekbanking in his own past....creekbanging, too. He found himself rubbing his
slightly sensitive aftercum meat as he headed for his favorite bar for a beer.

Perry and Josh were in the back of the van, and Josh was grabassing with his
cockhound buddy, but nothing really got started before they all got to creek.
Well...just a little. Josh pulled Perry's shorts off and forced the naked dude
to the floor and in front of three others in the back with them, he pulled
Perry's face into his crotch and barked, "Suck it, faggot!!!"

Everybody laughed......Perry couldn't breath.....and then Josh let him up,
but wouldn't give him his shorts back. So Perry hit the party site bareass.

There were five cheerleaders and four other girls running up as the players
all fell, or stumbled out of the two vehicles into their clutches. The sweaty
boi funk that wafted out of the stuffy vehicles overwhelmed the girls' senses.
Oh those pheromones! It's true....more guys made cunt pick-ups at bars
straight from work all sweaty and randy with pheromones overwhelming the girls'
nostrils.  Similar scent is being marketed for men as well.

Mary Ellen had her hand in Davey's pants before they could walk three steps
and Kim jumped up into the van and sat on Jon's lap behind the wheel while
tonguing his face.

Jeannie was the first to spy Perry's hanging dangle and made a bee line,
grabbed onto it and rubbed it between her two palms madly. Perry buckled and
nearly fell down before throwing an arm around her and letting her help him limp
toward the camp site. Whatta horny bitch! She was helping Perry walk and bent
down to take him in her mouth at the same time!

After a wild round of grabass and tit nuzzling with the girls, everybody
stripped down and raced into the stream. This was a boatable stream with some
depth, and the team was only allowed there for the party by their parents because
five of the boys and three of the girls were lifeguards. The players were all
down to their jocks and sliding shorts. The girls stayed in panties and
bras...those who had 'em. Stream-side was even equipped with tire swings hung from
trees, and a small dock for diving.

The beer was pulled out of the stream as needed and it wasn't long before all
the kids were fairly well embalmed. The boys played leapfrog over the girls
and into the water. Several girls paired off with dudes in the water. There was
face-suckin', cunt friggin' and  cock jackin' in the water as well as on
shore. Soon things got almost weirdly quiet.

Kids were slipping off into bushes and behind brush or deep into tall grass
while there was still some dwindling twilight. The moans, groans and heavy
sighs along with squealing and whimpering were contagious and gave thrills to all
as well as incentive to get on with the 'gettin' it on'!!!!

When the evening wore on into the dark of night, the girls began crawling and
stumbling out from wherever they were, leaving their cockfun and were off for
home before they got searched out by raging dads. As it was, one girl's
father was already pulling into the parking area as his daughter and the rest
shuffled out of the trees into the open, dragging Bobbie's half-naked booty in tow.
The cunt piled into two cars and Bobbie got into one of them for their trip
home. Two girls mauled Bobbie all the way home. They laid him out on his back
and mooshed his face with one pair of tits, and a squatting pussy for his
tongue, while one other girl blowed him. He'd never been with a girl before that
party, and here he was being a veteran C-man.

Those nine girls sure had them a time with sixteen boys to service!  Seven
boys got laid twice as well as sucked off. Bobbie, too! Another couple guys
sucked face, got some cunt play, tit and a blowjob. The rest played a while and
got laid.

Several of the boys got to play with two, three or more girls. Josh had three
of them at once at one point. Perry got him a piece, ate some pussy for the
first time, and enjoyed some fine tit.

As the girls forlornly slipped their cunts off cock and tongue to get on
home, they heard the boys laughing and screaming as they plowed back into the
stream. This time they were all naked in the water.

When they came back out this time they were all refreshed and feeling their
oats after getting all that ass in public....showing off their prides and
joy....especially the boys who left their cherries behind the bushes.

Jon wouldn't soon forget fucking LouAnn and getting his balls sucked by
Bobbie any time too soon! Bobbie had sure broken out that night. Not only did he
get his first pussy, but he had him some of the team for the first time. He
blowed Kevin, Jay and Davey, during and  after their workouts with the cunts.

It wasn't clear what the boys would remember the next day. So much was
fucking happening too fast. The game, the pizza, the creek, the dark, the beer, the
girls, being all butt naked, and the sensuousness of it all!

Most of the setup included sleeping bags. Most of the guys had the standard
wide flat sleeping bags. A few had the mummy bags. Some of the guys were
settling out for the night when Josh and four other dudes collared Perry and started
the 'pay up' deal again.
None of them was feeling any pain as they spread-eagled Perry and one after
the other kneeled to his head from behind, the sides and straddled his
chest....annnnd fed him their meat! The first time! Perry blowed his teammies! Perry
sucked cock in public for the first time! Could he ever be the same? Could he
live this down? He made it all through high school and was cheered and looked
up to for his talent, looks, personality and smarts. And now...was it all over?
He sucked cock like he'd done it all his life! He sucked off his
friends....his teammates! He was a public COCKSUCKER! What chance did he have? What of
life was left as he knew it? He matched his three homers of the day with a
four-bagger of cock right then!

The boys were seeing, feeling and knowing stuff and sort of not seeing stuff
in the exhilaration of the day and the booze and dark of the night. The sounds
of 'Sqwusk! Sqwishk!"  of sucking lips and pumping cock....was newly
contagious....as contagious as it was when the girls were still there.

It was the kind of thing you hear in a stupor of joy or drunkenness that
affects your senses even when you don't consciously 'know' what's happening around
you. It took somewhat longer for it all to take hold 'cause of their being
outdoors the smell of funk and sex was vented to the air. If they were in a
closed space the fever would have surely taken them over much faster.

"Can I sleep in with you, Jame....this mummy bag is too cramped up," Matt
asked.

"Shur, man..." Jamie said, pulling up the flap of his much wider bag, his
shiny face barely visible in the dim star light.

Things were made so easy to slip into fun with every single one of the
fifteen players being naked. Jamie dropped the flap over them and his arm stayed
across Matt. He snugged tighter and spooned against Mattie.

Matt was trembling. He knew he was all boy....and had already plowed him some
cunt that night and got his nut three times....but Jamie's heat....his
arm....the press of his body against Matt's back....and Jamie's hardon pressing into
his ass......'Ohhhhhgodddddddd!' His head was spinning. He lay still. Held
his breath. Made nary a move.

Jamie's hand found Matt's prick....tears welled in Matt's eyes. He was hard!
Jamie would know! 'Oh god! Ohgoddddd!' Why it didn't register with Matt, that
even though he was primed, it JAMIE grabbing a hold!!!

He felt himself being rolled onto his back. Jamie's heat was gone from his
back....and now was over his hip. Jamie's head was between Matt's legs halfway
down in the sleeping bag. sucking his cock! "Eermmmuccghhuh!!!! Jamieeeeeee!
Whutter yu do......ohhhhhhh suck me god....suck me god, oh do itttttt!" Mattie
whimpered in sheer joy and shivering panic. Would any body know? Would they
remember?

"Oh man can this dude blow cock!" sang out a delighted facefucking plowboi
hovering over Perry's head. It was Trevor.

Danny, Tim and Billy didn't even realize Josh was buggerin' Perry's hole
while they were all trying to stuff his face full of their so needy boydicks. How
far Josh had come in these past three months since he'd had that leg cramp!
Perry took him into his experienced masseuse-like hands and then Josh turned the
tables and showed Perry what he'd needed all his young life!

Impatient with Trevor's 'owning' Perry's mouth, it wasn't long before Dan and
Bill stuffed both their pricks into Perry's sucking face, too! Tim was sort
of the odd guy out for the moment. They grunted, rutted, fucked and pummeled
facepussy like there was no tomorrow! Trevor was actually aced out and fell
backward, only to be staring up into Josh's night-shaded, sweaty face and gritting
teeth as he fucked his brains out up inside Perry's bunghole.

Trevor jumped up and kneeled next to Josh, anxiously waiting his turn. It was
so cool. Boys in these wild conditions, let alone having brains bathed in
beer, just have no inhibitions and go for anything. While Trevor waited
impatiently he found himself reaching under Josh's rutting butt to play with the dude's
balls....and finger Perry's butthole! And then...shit man...there he was
jacking on Perry's prick, too!

"Oh! Oh! Oh I'm ohhhhhhhfuck!  Ohfuck! Unnnnnghhhhhh!" and Joshie was
shooting volleys of sperm up Perry's sluthole.

Josh buckled and slumped over Perry in his cock-throbbing afterfuck! His
gasping, heaving form was pulled away from Perry's ass and dumped off onto the
grass as Trevor lined up his fine six inch teentool and plowed through Josh's
spooge to that inner warmth and the moist heat of boypussycunt. That sheath of
boyslot was nothing like anything that ever gripped his peter in all his life.
He had all to do to keep from blowing his nut at the first tightening of
Perry's pulsing sphincter! Tim was right next to Trevor with his hand on the his
buddy's humping butt.

If you listened real close, and filtered out all the other grunts, sighs and
moans, we might here Davey whispering to Jay laying on their bellies and
looking out across the darkness at the barely visible, starlit, rumpling bumps of
sleeping bags shrouding horny teens in various stages of rut, jack and wet
dreaming.

"Geez....ever'body's getting....doin'....dju ever do stuff...yuh know....with
a guy, Davey?" Jay asked hunching his prick into the bottom of their shared
sleeping bag against the grassy ground.

Davey nodded and then realized what he'd done, and also that Jay hadn't seen
him in the dark. He then said, "Sorta, I guess....my older cousin once stayed
over the house and he showed me....like...stuff."

Jay turned to face him and could see him pretty clear even if expressions
weren't apparent in the shadows. "Like....whut...'stuff'?"

"Yuh know, uhhm, like uh....jac...jackin' off and...." Davey's whisper
trailed off.

"And whut?" Jay stayed after him.

"Let's get some sleep, man...." Davey said abruptly, turning away.

Jay was intrigued....horny.....hunchin' ground faster now and grabbed Dave's
shoulder  turning him on his back as his face came over top of Davey's. "He
taught'chu...suckin' din't he???"

In a sort of change from gruffly standoffish, to a plea, Dave said, "Give it
up man....it was a long time ag...."

Jay had turned his nakeds up toward Davey, and pulled the kid's hand over
onto his steely meat....and said, "Show me...buddy....show me whutchu did with
yur cousin!"

Davey's fingers closed....his head was spinning as he watched his life speed
past his mindscreen....squeezed and eased and squeezed again....and then as
both kids' breathing got short and their hearts pounded, Jay pulled at the back
of Davey's neck.....!

Letting Jay's dick go and openly saying, "Nooooooooo!" in a low but
discernible voice of sheer panic....he tried to turn, but no.....he couldn't! Jay was
pulling Davey's face onto his dick....a hand on Dave's neck...and cock in his
fist...he shot his butt up along the sleeping bag till his dick was head-on to
Davey's lips.

"Be a buddy dude! Be my guy! I never...yuh know? and you, well you
did...lemme at least feel what it's like fer a guy...you know...to make a
bud....feel....good...please do it Davey...Daveeee....please do it this one time....for me?"

The whole time the whispers were getting more frenzied and louder and sounded
like birds or small animals rustling in the grass to the others who all were
still awake. "Sswguppk!" and "Ahhhhhhohgodddddddd it's ohgoddddd, Davey!!!!"

Within earshot, but far enough away to do their own thing, Brian and Sean
were listening to Jay smooth-talking Davey but these two had known play between
boys and admitted it before as tight friends as they were, and Brian said,
"With all this horny shit goin' on man, I'm hot as a fire cracker! I can't b'lieve
I just plowed me some pussy and I'm STILL crazy!"

Sean said, "So how you planning on taking care of that, dude?"

"Like'isss is how!" Brian hoarse-whispered and shoved Sean's legs in the air
and buried his face in his buddy's crease.

"Ohgodogodogodddddd! Oh Brian, eat me out man...eat me fuckin' out!!!" he
whined openly trying to be quiet and failing so miserably in his need for that
teen-tongue to fever his hole!

Mark and Kevin heard the fiery exchange and had gotten out of and dragged
their sleeping bag next to Brian's and Sean's and joined in shocking the two kids
out of their quivering skins! Pulling the flap off of Brian's back, the
asshole party was out in the open now and Mark sat right down on Sean's face and
had to be fitted properly till Sean's nose was comfortably against his tailbone
and his tongue sucking buttsauce!

Kevin spit into Brian's clenching bungslot and with Brian's own hand, he
wiped the mouthslop up and down the crease and fed his prick up Brian's chute!
Growling, he pushed Brian's head deeper into Sean's butt while he reached out to
clasp Mark's hand as he bounced on Sean's tongue....

"Don't leave me out man," Markie cautioned Kevin squeezing his buddy's hand
tight...."I want in when you blow."

"You got it, man....youuuuuuuu got it! and lemme tellyuh....you is gonna
lo-ovvvvve this! He is squeezing me down like....oh goddd....I never felt anything
this.... sooo....godddd.... I'm gonna....ohhhhfuckkkkkkk....cummmmminnnn!!!"

The butt-ravaging, dick-stickin' nut blowin' went on and on and then it
seemed like the whole of the team passed out in place. With all the twisting and
turning in their sleep during the night, most of the kids ended up separated
from their sleep-mates, but several passed out drunk and sex'hausted in and on
their 'funbuddies'.

If Josh was sober enough to remember, he could write a tell-all Nifty story
about what he saw as he led Perry from sleeping bag to sleeping bag, digital
camera in hand, around the campsite after he'd been so roundly and soundly
ganged by that four boy posse earlier.

Josh was speaking out loud as the got to the closest sleeping bag. "Now, you r
emember. I wantchu to fun each teammie and tell me how much you like doin'
whutchu doin'. Got it?"

Dazed and out of it, the crawling Perry found the first pair of teammates,
Dave and Jay.
Josh shined his flashlight onto the naked teen flesh and found his first
surprise of the night. Davey's head was laying on Jay's thigh with the other kid's
dick practically in his eye....in a curdle of cum!

Using the flashlight as a pointer, Josh said, "Lick up that jizz! Kiss that
dick there....yahhh....'Click'....good! Now get over here, and kiss Davey's ass
crack, faggot...then lick it! You are really gonna be a star, boi! That's
great! Tell me how much you like it...don't forget that, hear?" Josh put his
digital camera on video for this one.

"I like licking ass shirr!" the fogged out Perry slurred as he sucked teen
buttslot.

Moving on to a real sight, they found Kevin and Mark lying face up, and Sean
and Brian sleeping between their legs. Josh first took a shot of the whole
spread of boy nakedness
laid out before him, and then had Perry kiss and suck the face-up kids, and
then lay full on top of Sean and Brian before kissing and licking their faces.
Josh used still shots for all of these.

Then they found Matt's shriveled aftercum sucked out meat right at Jamie's
lips!!!! Josh was wild at the scene and got down on all fours next to Perry to
shoot a clip of this when Perry kissed and licked face and cock all smooshed
together. He had Perry look into the camera and say, "I love dissh!"

The last two guys, Devon and Pete were alone in their own sleeping bags. Josh
had Perry pull open the flap of Pete's and finding him on his side, Perry
licked the bottoms of his feet and his toes, and licked his ass crack after a
nice slurpy kiss on the right cheek.

Devon was tucked up in a mummy bag which Josh had Perry unzip and crawl in
between Devon's legs and suck on his cock with his ass up in the camera shot
just above Devon's head.

Josh was in ecstasy. "Whutta treasure!" he squawled as he held the camera up
and shook it high into the dark night while his toes prodded Perry's ass back
to their own sleeping bag.

As Perry laid down he fell sound asleep. Josh put the camera back in the
compartment of the sleeping bag and went off for another beer. On the way back
from the stream he stopped at the Brian's sleeping bag. He popped the top loud to
see if there was even the slightest movement among the four dudes lying there
in all their teen nakeds. Not a smidge. As he took a gulp and burped, he
diggered his toe into first Sean's butt, and then Brian's. They both seemed to
whimper. The he executed a coup de grace! He took another suck from the beer can
and squatted over first Kevin's and then Mark's face, rubbing his low, soft,
hanging balls all around their mouths and faces.

Then like a light went off, he put the beer down, straddle kneeled over
Mark's face and fitted his dick against the dude's lips, rubbing it back and forth
like a meat toothbrush.
Then he got up and settled again over Kevin's face and mouth. But this
time....this time....when he rubbed against Kev's lips the kid's mouth opened and
the shocked almost dizzy Josh sank it through....Kevin's tongue worked the newly
fevered boy pud in his mouth! It was very slow and actually the whole surreal
scene was in slow motion. Josh leaned forward his hands to sides of Kevin's
head and started to rut his boy pleaser over and over Kevin's tongue....and
'Omigod...OMIGOD!!!' he raged silently, throwing his head back whispering to the
sky he creamed into his teammate!!!!

"Sssquchh! Ssskkk! Gwussskk! Ssmupp! Sssupp!" was the composite of sounds
coming from the sucking, swallowing, cocksucking right fielder!!!!

It was long time before Josh eased his softening poker from Kevin's liplock.
As he did he started to crawl away in a disbelieving stupor of
cum'satisfaction. Mannnnn! He could never look in Kevin's face again! That was
so...geeeeez..... A few seconds later he was scurrying back for his beer. He had to piss. He
looked down at Kevin's mouth and was about to straddle and drain off into the
dude's mouth, but thought the better of it. He grabbed the beer can off the
ground, went around behind Dean and Brian and let go between both their legs
into the sleeping bag....then shook his peter all over all four kids and went
back to where his own stuff was.

Finishing the beer while he fondled his piece, he laid down and pulled the
flap over and was out....at last. Josh, teen cock-choreographer....cummed and
fucked out....was asleep.

The whole campsite was silent. Not a move. These boys had truly gotten their
fill overnight. They might never duplicate even a small percentage of the fun
they thought they had there by the stream.

It must have been 6 AM. The sky was light though the sun wasn't up, and there
was an unmistakable 'ClankClankClank!" of a bike chain in the distance, and
now, in the parking area beyond the campsite.

Bobbie was back! He laid his bike quietly to the ground and made his way back
through the trees, ducking and pushing away branches, and then stood in
absolute teen fucking awe! He stood in the middle of an irregular circle of naked
boys in various sprawls and curls from spreadeagle facing the sky, to tight
fetal balls. Truly a cockhound's deelight!!!

Just moments later, out of sight and sound, a distance from the campsite....a
burnt-orange truck eased silently to  a stop under the trees.

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