Date: Thu, 9 Jun 2005 21:49:54 EDT
From: Jarrod749@aol.com
Subject: Baseball, Boys and other Toys.  Chapter 7

Disclaimer: If you are not yet 18 years of age or if it is illegal to read
materials of this kind where you live, then please stop now. This story contains
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:
jarrod749@yahoo.com. I would love to hear if you like my story. Baseball, Boys and
other Toys.  Chapter 7.

JT growled, "You little boyjock. You love it you little jockboy...you love it
don'tcha...DON'TCHA!?"

Pain covered Tommy's tear-soaked face. His look was: 'Oh JT whut...how could
you do this to me!!?' Yet it also said,
'Mmmm...JT....oh....fucking....cock....fucked....being fucked cocked..... ohhhhh!'

In an amazingly smoothe finish, JT's monster boy pleaser sank to his
cockhairs deep into Tommy's new cunt.

He smiled through his gritting teeth, and "Grrrrrrrrrrr!" growled down into
Tommy's face, pulling out a bit and easing back in, pulling out faster and
pumping back just as fast. Now Tom was short breathing again as he started to take
the harder faster endless pummeling JT had in store for him. "Ohhh! Ohhh!
Ohhh! Fuck you! Fuck your ass! FUCK - YOU - TOMMY!" JT shouted as he rammed super
hard into his buddy this time. The couch slid hard into wall. Tommy's whole
body shuddered and the scene at his bent up neck and face was one of a bobble
headed ragdoll just flobbing first left then right with each pull and thrust.
The rapidity and power of each boy bounce was the only change with each
teenrutfuck JT threw into Tommy.

JT held Tommy's legs way out wide now by the ankles as he arched backward and
short humped his buddy. He pulled the kid's legs close now, and rubbed them
against his shoulder and neck where his cheeks made passes at both ankles, even
licking at the left one.

He eased into a steady boyrut now, and Tommy was trying to say
something....JT looked down into Tommy's bent up face. Tommy haltingly said, "Oh
man...JT....ohhh....I..yi...I....
nevuh thought I'd....uh-uh....like it....but...bu-but I lovvvvvve it....oh I
love it!"

JT grinned, and said...."Good thing, fucker.....'at's a good thing, 'cause
'iss is gonna be the view you be having fum now on....oh, 'ceptin' fur when ahm
bouncing yur belly into the mattress later."

Now JT pulled one leg down over the other off the edge of the couch and
rammed his buddy sort of sidewise. He loved reaching up with Tommy's face stuffed
into the cushion, to shove three and four fingers in his buddy's mouth. The
power it gave him. The need it gave Tommy....and the sense of needing to do JT's
will seemed to flow out right from those fingers pressing down on his
tongue....that...he was licking.

In a while, Tom was over on his belly like JT promised....although not on the
bed, but still there with his buggered asshole hanging off the couch taking
the reaming of his life and JT broke into long cocking butt strokes....and then
showed Tommy what he truly needed by pulling all the way out....making Tommy
feel the loss....the need to be filled....just long enough till he sank balls
deep into Tommy so hard the wind got knocked out of him.

He did it again...and again....and again and again. He power pounded his best
friend till Tom was a blubbering fool, head buried into couch seat,
slobbering, drooling, whimpering, reaching back for JT's thighs and pulling them to his
needing boy hole...."Ohhhfff phweeeeze....phluck...fphuck me...fphweezshh."

JT laid down over his back now and pressed his lips to his buddy's ear and
bit the end of it growling, "Youbetcha fuckboy.....youbetcha. Ol' JT gonna be
fuckin' yur brains out right reg'lar fum here on, baby. Fum heeeere on!" he
whispered hoarsely as he sucked his bud's ear all into his mouth....tongued
it....bit it....pulled back up and ram banged that boy to a joyous gut-wracking teen
cum as if he hadn't already cum in Tommy twice already. He jolted, and butt
snapped from the force of the wild cum that shot lightning bolts behind his
eyes.

The cum burst through JT's bigboy cockprod and filled his pal to overflowing.
He screamed....ear piercing shrieks wildly echoing through the house and
bouncing off the walls with such force mirrors and windows should have shattered
with neighbors calling EMS.

JT was STILL fucking his buddybutthole through the body shuttering throes of
his violent cum. He just kept pummel pounding boycunt beneath him and then
like the circuit breaker was thrown, he flopped silent to Tommy's back pasted
together with him in their mutual body sweat.

JT's body jerked from aftercum cock sensings going off inside Tommy every
time either of them moved and the big dick head brushed against Tommy bunger
innards.

Tommy was sopped....flopped....mauled....cocked....and fucked. Soooo fucked.
Just so fucked.

It was getting on to evening now, and finally there was a rustling on top of
Tommy. JT oozed himself up and out of his friend. His semi-hard 7 inch dick
arched out from his cockbush as he stood. Proudly, he grabbed hold and whipped
it around, flopping it back and forth against his thighs, this way and that. He
was dazed at the site of his own spooge droozing from Tommy's butt hole. In
that same trance he reached out and scooped all the juice....even digging into
his buddy's crease. Turning Tommy over he fed it to him...letting it first
drizzle onto his lips, then making Tom lick it off his fingers. Tommy could taste
his own inner boyhole in the curds of JT jam he was feeding off. Then pulled
to the floor, sitting erect, Tom took a suck feed of the cum soppy, boy butt
slimed cock of JT's hanging out menacingly before him.

When JT started to horn up and get fever tingly in the head of his dick
again, he picked Tommy up to standing on his own bare feet....put a finger to Tom's
cum curdly lower lip, and asked, "So dude....you wanna?"

Tom's face screwed up at the question, as JT pulled out the kid's arms like
shelves and was piling them with their clothes, turning him toward the hallway
and out toward the stairs to the bedroom. JT made a quick flip of the sweated
and drooled on cushions, and then was back right behind Tommy.

JT leaned against Tommy's back and blurted out, "FUCK,  DUDE! I mean
man....DUDE, d'yuh wanna FUCK??!?" Tommy stumbled forward with a shove from JT.

JT was steeled to his belly....leaking....a-g-a-i-n!

Baseball, Boys and other Toys.  Chapter 7.

Oh mannnn! It was gonna be a fabulous summer. JT rubbed the inside of his
wrist against the underside of his rockhard cock, as they barefooted up the
stairs. He nearly fell down from the surprise electric charge through his peter
head.

That made him both shove up against Tommy's butt and steady himself at the
same time. There was time...plenty of time this afternoon, for him to 'train'
his lifelong friend in the art of dickservice....yesssss....plenty of time.

When they got inside JT's room, Tommy sort of stood there in the middle
waiting for direction. How many years had they just charged up into each other's
rooms after school and flopped in the other's bed where they'd end up in a
halfhearted yet exhausting wrestling match.

It usually ended up with the one whose house they were in getting two pairs
of board shorts or jams for them to change into and then they'd hit the stairs
for a snack and some ball at the park or a swim at the stream.

This day....this afternoon....everything had changed.

Tommy stood like a fucking doof in the middle of JT's room with two arms
extended and full of their clothes and sneaks, just waiting to be told....by his
'master'?....what to do.

JT moved up behind him. The boys could both feel the heat of their naked skin
they were so close. JT whispered in Tommy's ear for him to turn 'round and
face him.

Tommy did so, and with his arms still extended with the clothes, he had to
back up a bit before he looked hard into JT's eyes. Tommy's look was one of a
spaniel's it seemed, sad, yet glowing, shining....obedient. JT said, "Knees."

Tommy shakily bent to his knees and looked up, still holding the armful of
clothes which was getting more uncomfortable by the second.

"Say, 'Iyam JT's fuckboy,'" JT told him.

"I am JT's fuckboy."

"Anything JT says, I must do," JT continued on, "say it."

Tommy repeated.

JT now pushed right up against the armsful of clothes and pushed his prick
down away from his belly and right into Tommy's mouth. Tommy kept his balance,
and consumed buddy cock voraciously. Oh mannnnn, the fucking drool from his
lips just seemed to blurble out of his mouth as the handsome boyprick pushed in
deep. Three individual  strands of spittie pooled onto the sneakers on top of
the clothes in Tommy's arms, sqwushed up against his chest now.

As JT pulled back out of Tommy's mouth, he asked him, "What do you
n-e-e-e-e-e-d, boy!"

Tommy just stared into JT's face, spit bubbling on his lips and blurted,
"Cock...oh JT...I need cock....yur dick....I need...I need...ohhhhhh...." he
trailed off tears in his eyes.

"You mean you need FUCKED, don'tchu? DON'TCHU????" JT yelled.

"Yes, JT, oh yesss....pleeeeze yes....fuck me....pleeeeze....I need.....fuck
MEEEEEEEE!!!!!"
Tommy had no idea what he was saying anymore.

"Get over on yer back, throw yer legs up, and hold your toes fuckwick!" JT
ordered his buddycunt.

The clothes went over his head behind him as Tommy flopped over on his back.
His still cum slick bung glistened as he pulled his legs wide and feet back.
JT stared between the naked dude's legs as he kneeled his prong to puckerhole.

No diddling this time, "Owwwwrrrumpphhhh!" Tommy groaned as JT plowed his bud
to the balls.

"Fuck you, pussydick!" JT growled as he leaned up high and bit Tommy's  left
heel.

"Owowowow!!" Tommy squealed. JT pummeled his bud like there was no tomorrow.
The two kids were grunting in mixed fuck-harmony, "Uh-ungh-ucchngh-huhuh!" and
on and on.
JT grabbed his bud's prick and balls together and squeezed till Tommy gagged
and screamed at the same time. His toes splayed out wide and fear shot from
his eyes.

JT sniggered, and roared, "You fuckin' cunt. You only have these nuts 'cause
I'm lettin' you keep 'em, asshole!!"

"I think you need to stay here tonight so we can expand yer training. I wanna
get you to eat yer own peter, too, before school tuhmorrah!"

Tommy didn't know anything anymore. He really was coming under a JT spell
that seemed more consuming by the minute.

"Oh, a'yeh...oh...ohhhh...." JT was gasping. He was almost cumming and he
pulled out of Tommy and squatted over his face, pinched his nose so his mouth
opened and shot four teen volleys right into Tommy's mouth. "Don't swallow,
fuckears. I want'chu to roll my spoo around yur tongue, bubble it out to yer lips,
show it to me, them lick yur tongue through it. Thennnnnn, swallow it a little
at a time. Savor my sperms, faggot. Savor and lick and love and swallow me
deep. Every cell in yur worthless body is gonna be nurtured by JT sperm
proteins, boy!!!"

In his dummo stupor, there something about being 'nurtured by JT sperm' that
echoed inside Tommy's head. He was swooning!

When it was close to the parents getting home, JT padded down stairs to leave
a note for his mom that Tommy was staying over, and that they were paying off
a bet. Tommy would have to be JT's slave all night.

As the boys were heading off into the shower later, they could smell dinner
was on.  JT was riding Tommy's back as he crawled out to the hall. He was
whipping Tom's butt yelling, "Mush, you fuck! Mush goddam it!"

JT pissed into Tommy's hair once the kid had crawled into the tub, and told
him to wash his hair with it. Tommy rubbed in the shampoo and then JT pissed
through it to rinse him.
"Open up, fuckstick," JT told Tommy, who complied in true puppydog fashion.
He looked up almost lovingly into JT's face, and took a blast of JT piss to the
back of his throat.

Redirecting the stream, he showered Tommy with the rest of his piss, and
Tommy soaped up with the piss on his body the only wet with which to lather. JT
handed Tommy a small bucket to fill with his own bladder juice. Then he had
Tommy rinse off with glassfuls of his own piss. After he was done, JT moved Tommy
to the back of the tub so he couldn't rinse with the shower water.

"Tongue off my feet pissboi!" JT ordered. Tommy was down on all fours licking
his and JT's piss off JT's feet.

Handing him a soapy sponge, JT had Tommy then work to lather JT all up. Tommy
was ordered out of the tub when JT rinsed off. The piss smell on Tommy wasn't
that obvious after the shower. JT just wanted the hots of Tommy knowing he
had dried piss covering his skin for the rest of the night.

They called Tommy's house to clue the 'rents on his stayover, and then when
Tommy dried JT off, they went back to get on some shorts for dinner. Tommy
crawled from the shower to the room, and then down the stairs, where he followed
JT into the kitchen.

"Oh honey, I'm sorry you lost your bet," JT's mom said to Tommy, his face
shining up from the floor. "JT, why don't you let Tommy out of it now, at least
for dinner."

"UH-UH! He messed up mom, so he PAYS!!"

JT's dad came in and snickered at Tommy on the floor after they told him
about the 'bet'. He'd known Tommy all the kid's life, and liked him a lot, and
knew the kids were true buds. Hmmmm, he didn't know the half of it, anymore!

Tommy ate facing between JT's knees under the table. His dish of mashed
potato, pot roast and spinach was on the floor. No fork or knife. Tommy had to eat
with his fingers--
he thought! JT told his folks they had to ignore Tommy's being there.

As JT talked with his folks about school and each other's day, he got his
toes and feet into Tommy's dish, and mooshed the food all around till he got it
squirtsin' up  between his toes, then he'd raise the foot to Tommy's mouth.
Tommy digged his tongue in to eat the food off his buddy's feet, and out from his
toes. When dinner was over, JT had Tommy come out in the open and lick the
last of the food off the plate in front of JT's 'rents.

Tommy was hard in his shorts, man!!

They passed on the ice cream and hot fudge....till later. JT knew where and
how he wanted Tommy to suck that off----errrr, up!

They spent time after dinner watching TV. Well, JT did. Tommy had to kneel at
JT's feet facing him, sitting on his own heels, and wait for orders.

JT told Tommy to jerk himself inside his shorts. Boy, Tommy really could use
getting off after all the sex horns the two kids had sprouted that day, JT got
almost all the cum funs. The mom was clearing the kitchen, and JT's dad came
in to catch some TV and take a glimpse of the paper.

Every once in a while, he'd look up from the paper or TV and watch Tommy.
Man, JT, Sr.,
had been there in his boy years. He could tell that telltale head-bob, and
butt-buck. He got a kick out of JT making his buddy beat off right out there in
front of him. He fuckin' loved it. Hmmmm. Wonder whut kinda images ol' dad was
having there when he closed his eyes and put his head back while his hand
pressed hard against that tent in his pants? Wonder if he had Tommy's role? ...or
JT's?

JT went for the ice cream. He had a dish each for himself and for Tommy. He
poured the fudge over his own, and set it aside as he waited. JT was so intent
on working his buddy into a frazzle, he didn't catch his dad buck into the
hand pressing into his pants....and then again....and one more time. JT, Sr.
spasmed a couple more times, before he opened his eyes and looked around to see if
he'd been caught.

As his eyes cleared from the aftercum fog and haze, he was just in time to
see Tommy pull his cupped hand out of his pants. Ohhhh mannnn! He watched Tommy
let his own teensyrup drooze onto the ice cream. How fucking badly he'd have
wanted to scoop his own load off his shorts and add it to Tommy's ice cream.

JT, Sr., watched his wife come in just as Tommy was licking his own cum off
the top of the ice cream. He then licked his palm and fingers while JT nodded
his approval. JT grabbed Tommy's dish then and disappeared out of the room. A
few minutes later, he came back and the ice cream was all mooshed and
melting....and there was a golden liquid around the edges. JT smiled at Tommy. One look
and Tom knew. The smooshed ice cream had the imprint of a cockhead in the
center, and the rest was obvious. JT coated the kid's dessert with piss, too.
JT's father watched the whole scene, and knew....and smiled to himself, closing
his eyes again....his hand absently rubbing the cold, soggy spunk in his shorts
against his steeling prong. What was JT, Sr. dreaming just then? Wonder if
was imagining that his son was gonna be getting some blowed that night as part
of the bet? Could he even imagine that JT was gonna be fucking Tommy's brains
out?

It must have been two hours later. JT's dad was staggering up out the chair
he'd fallen asleep in. As he moved past JT, and managed to step around Tommy
sprawled flat on his back on the floor, he did the proverbial dad'ism, "You kids
better hit the sack, JT....school tomorrow."

"Yeh, dad, in a minute," JT said not paying attention.

JT, Sr. didn't even take notice of the fact that Tommy's face was under the
soles of JT's feet, which he was slupp-squlpping. The funnest part for JT was
when Tom's tongue would shoot out from between two toes every so often. It was
so fuckin' tickly...and hottttt, too! JT would wiggle the toes against the
probing tongue.

As he watched his dad exit the room and head upstairs, JT absently pushed his
shorts down past his knees. Turning back to Tommy, he slumped all the way off
the end of the seat, and ordered Tommy to reach his hands up to him. Tommy
did, and JT pulled him up and then told his bud, "Lick my balls dirthole! An'
when yuh got dem all nice and shiny, getcher fuckin' taster up my bunghole!"

Tommy was grossed! He wasn't gonna do it. He pulled back and down from JT's
butt, and was squirming out in front of JT.

JT lunged up to sitting on the very edge of the couch with all his wares
hanging in the breeze, grabbed Tommy under the chin and pulled him into his mooshy
nutsack. He tweaked his nose shut again, and Tommy opened up his mouth to
breathe, only to have his lips plastered into JT's balls. "Suck you fuckin'
slave! Suck or I beat shit outta yuh, and then you suck 'em anyways!"

Tommy newly obediently slupped his tongue out gingerly at first. "Ohhhh!" JT
was shivered all over with the tip of Tommy's tongue touching the very bottom
of his ballsack!
There are horny thrills and there are horny thrills, but a tongue to a boy's
balls!!! Ohhhh!

While JT sat up to maneuver his surprisingly reluctant dickeater, growled
down between his legs and said, "Take first one nut in, and suck it good
fuckwad....then then other. I wanna feel than fuckin' tongue of yours pettin' my balls
inside yur mouth....and NO TEETH you fuck!!"

Tommy's hands were gripping JT's ass globes as they hung out off the couch.
Soon he was face, neck and chest bucking and bobbing up into JT's privates
while he sucked hard at his bud's balls. He was doing everything he could to hear
pleasure finally from the friend he'd disappointed by trying to fight him off
earlier....and at last he did..."Ohhhh, dude! Dude....you know how to suck
nuts boi....suck'em nuts....ohhhhhggggodddd!!"

As JT swooned and flopped to the back of the couch in ecstasy, while spit
slobber goobed from Tommy's lower lip down his chin to his neck, there was a
man's face in the door jamb! With a hand whipping his cock hanging out of his
boxers fly, JT, Sr., bucked, buckled and shot wad after wad into the door jamb in
the hallway as he gloried in his son's having his buddy suck his balls.

He rested his fevered face into the wall as his cum ebbed, and then wiped the
spooge up off the painted molding, and slowly, knees still shaky.....made his
way back up the stairs where he went to wash his hands off. Mannnn, this is
contagious ain't it. Soon he was licking his own syrupy boy-maker-jelly off his
hand. He even fingered the goo off his pecker head, and licked that too! 'Oh
mannnn! Ahm eatin' the stuff that made my boy! Ohhhh, mannnn!' Like
son....like daddy!

As JT, Sr. slipped under the covers next to his wife, JT had Tommy's tongue
up inside his bunghole by now, and he was actually butt'fuckin' himself on his
best buddy's turgid taster, just like it was a wiggly dicklet. "Ohhh godddd!
Tommmyohhhhhh! Eat my hole, dude. Eat out my hole, mannnn!"

JT's feet were kicking at the air, now. His toes were curled and splayed and
bent back and-and-and JT was beatin' off like the fuckin' boysexcrazed
motherfucker he was!!!!

In his fevered bucking, he wanted a strange hand on his dick to cum off with
Tommy's tongue up his hole! He grabbed Tom's right hand off his butt, and
wrapped his fingers around his handsome purple prick. He covered Tommy's fingers
with his own and wacked himself off with Tommy's hand.

"Ohgodd! Ohgodohgodohgoddddd! Yiiiiiiieeeeeeeeee! So gooodsogoood!
Uh-a'yehuhngh!" the boy squealed, slumping into the seatback, exhaling, his body still
jerking, and spasming as the aftercum wave swept over him.

Soon, they roused themselves, and JT pulled Tommy up from the floor, and had
him sit on JT's lower belly. Lightly jabbing into Tommy's belly, JT said,
"Buddy, my mannnn!
That was the bomb, my dude. The absolute fuckin' bomb!!!"

"You are fully ready, my dude.....ready to be my ever'day cumbucket, dude.
You are IT!!!"
JT poked a hard finger repeatedly into Tommy's chest, with Tommy nodding more
anxiously with each poke, so wanting to please his 'master'.

"Hey, man," he jerked up, knocking Tommy back till he stumbled backward on
his ass to the floor. "You got the division clinching game tumorrah, dude. We
gotta get you on the bed man. You ain't gonna get much rest, but at least you'll
be laying down, eh?" JT laughed wickedly. "Let's getchu crawlin' yer ass up
the stairs, fuckstick."

JT watched his bud's ass bubble wigwag up the steps with a smile. His dick
was twitchin' again. He was actually thinking about the game. He really wanted
to fuck Tommy's brains out, at least one more time....but Tommy was a key
ballplayer. If they lost and it was JT's fault, his dick would still be happy, but
it would be a downer. Shit! They already had the beer bash planned for the
creek if they won. Coach would buy 'em some pizzas at the field, but then the
team and their buds would have their own bash. He would never forgive himself if
he got cockgreedy, and demanded too much from his fuckbuddy.

At the bedroom door, he gave Tommy a shove to his butt with his toes into the
kid's crack and sent him sprawling. JT laughed out loud in the silence of the
sleeping house, when the throwrug Tommy flopped on slid across the waxed
floor toward the bed.

JT had carried their shorts upstairs from the den, since they actually made
their way to the bedroom naked after JT's buttsucking wackoff.

"On the bed, slave!" JT ordered Tommy, and then switched off the light.

It looked like JT was gonna be true to his school, and let Tommy off for the
night in deference to the big game next afternoon.

He laid down next to Tom, hearing a breathing sigh from Tom into his pillow,
and he could feel his bud's body heat at his left hip. "You gotta be at top of
yur game, tuhmorrah dude,
don'tchu," JT said smacking Tommy's butt hard enough that he bounced.

"Unnngggfff!" Tommy grunted, then nuzzled his face deeper into the pillow.

JT looked at the silhouette of his cockdump, rising and falling in the
moonlight next to him.

"As he turned toward Tommy on his side, he was saying to himself, "He'll have
him a great game tuhmorrah...he better." With another, lighter smack to
Tommy's tail, JT rolled over and on top of Tommy's back, sliding two fingers into
the kid's bunger at the same time.

"Uhhhnnnnnmmmmm," Tommy mooned.

JT bottomed into Tommy and rutfucked his buddyhole as he heard the
grandfather clock bong midnight. "Take it you little jockboy! You fuckin' need it
fucker....and you gettin' itttt!"

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