Date: Thu, 27 Jul 2017 15:20:16 -0600 From: Pro Genji Subject: Fuck Stories PT. 3 [Young Friends] Disclaimer: This is a collection of stories that depicts sex between consenting teenagers and boys. If you're not 18, or if this is illegal where you live, leave now. Or move. This is a work of fiction with made up characters and scenarios. Any similarities found while reading are completely coincidental. Please don't download for anything but personal use without author's consent. I welcome feedback, I can be reached at xx20.i1.xiii13@gmail.com OR inmeliesdivinity@yahoo.com (this one's probably easier) Make sure to donate! ------------ Thank you for all the feedback. I'm glad I can get you guys and gals off ;) Last one's a bit different. I was strangely inspired by a movie I saw. Anyways, hope you like. If not, tell me what I can do to improve. But please don't bring up grammar... I know I suck sometimes with it. Cool? Cool. ----------- ------ Boner Boy ----- Being an only child had its perks. The first of those perks was it was okay to be selfish. Why the heck not? Nobody else was there to share with. Nobody else was there to steal any sort of attention. That included attention during parental Christmas and birthday shopping. Nobody was there to steal any sort of glory from any achievements or accolades, or to tattle tail or suck up... the life of an only child was pretty kush. But, it had its problems as well. Aaron had ran through these perks a million times, convincing himself that he was content with being his mother's only son. He'd heard the horror stories from Nate; his best friend - and even witnessed them a million times. Older brothers were complete butts. But being an only child was a life doomed to perpetual naivety. If it weren't for Nate, Aaron wouldn't know anything about the world. Only children were coveted and sheltered. The internet was strictly watched, television was regulated to age-appropriate entertainment, iTunes was locked down with non-explicit music and movies. To put it plainly, Aaron was not prepared to enter the real world and probably never would be. His mom seemed to be content with keeping him reliant solely on her. Not on purpose, mind you. His ignorance was bliss But there came a time in his life that wanted to drag him out of childhood into a confusing world of reality. The culprit was called puberty. The first phase of growing up came with the most annoying, aching and perpetual stiffness of his dick. A source of irritation, confusion and utter embarrassment. His cock was no longer meant for mere pissing, it was trying to do something Aaron had no idea how to do or even what to attempt! At 11 years old and naive to the world, he had very little knowledge of sex. Most of his information came from Nate and that was just boyish bullshittery. 11 year old boys are more interested in sports, action movies and junk food than anything else. That, and being an only child, Aaron had his comfort zone that ended at his boxers. Nobody but his mother and the doctor had seen him completely nude since he was 7. Alone, he had no issues with being nude. In fact, he quite enjoyed being naked. Lately, it became more bothersome because of the never ending stiffness of his uncut boner pointing up at his chin which made pissing and laying on his stomach a burden - quite opposite of the curious fascination he'd have as a little kid fondling himself idly and making himself hard. But that only lasted the duration of his pinching and tugging lightly of his foreskin. Fascinating as it was, it just wouldn't go down anymore! Even if he didn't even put his hand anywhere near his groin, it would get stiff and stay hard. He experimented with trying to make it go down a million different ways only to conclude that his damn penis had a mind of its own. He tried to pay it no mind, but it was obviously quite difficult to ignore a throbbing boner. He discovered what it was asking for one summer day while home alone. His mom was at work, it was near ten AM and he'd already ran out of video games and TV to watch. For some reason, he just felt like staying naked and lounging in the nude all day after his shower - nothing he hadn't done before. He was hard before he even dropped his towel. He figured that at least it wouldn't strain against his underwear and start to ache. Even still, it frustrated him to no end. He couldn't push the damn thing down, that just hurt. He couldn't stop thinking about it, it was like a siren with how distracting it was. So eventually he just gave up, said "whatever" and started fondling himself like he'd done when he used to control his boners. He pinched idly at his skinny three inches, tugged his foreskin lightly, but when he pulled it down, he noticed his pink head was slick. That got his full attention. At first, he thought it was piss and ran to the bathroom, dick bobbing the whole way there. He wiped it gently - his dick head was very sensitive - and resumed watching TV and playing with his boner. After a few more moments, his head became slick again. This time however, his finger had touched it and he realized that this liquid wasn't runny. It was actually kinda sticky. He brought his feet up to the couch and sat with his knees up - heels touching his butt - and spread shoulder length, loving the way the breeze cooled his balls and exposed hole. He stared down at his erection which was now lightly bouncing with his pulse and stuck his finger to the tip of his head peeking through his skin. A string of the substance connected it with his finger as he lifted it up and away from his cock. He became incredibly interested in what it was. It didn't smell and there wasn't enough to taste anything. He wanted to find more, but when he stuck his finger in his skin to get some, a sudden tingle made his butt clench and cock jerk. He gasped and pulled his finger away. His cock bounced a few times. That feeling... His chin was pressed against his chest, blue eyes staring down at his boner in amazement. His finger went back beneath his skin and he rubbed again. His knee jerked with his dick this time and he actually felt a bit more wetness. He wanted to taste it but the feelings were too addictive. The moment his finger slid across the underside, his entire body seized. A soft huff escaped his lips and he watched his head flood his foreskin with clear liquid, pumping out so much that it began dropping down his shaft to his balls and down to the couch. "...Woah." He pulled his skin slowly down and watched as the sticky juice slid down his knuckles and down his balls, dripping even more on the couch. "Shoot!" Aaron hissed, scooting quickly to the ground and padding to the kitchen to grab a paper towel to clean his softening rod, balls and the couch. Still amazed, he sat back down and lightly pinched his now soft boy cock, noting that not only was it a bit tender, but that he was also a bit tired. But that was overshadowed by the fact that he had done it. He discovered the cure to his incessant woodies. He could only smile at the thought, disappointed however, that he had nobody to share his discovery with. He spent the rest of the day in comfortable nudity, quickly dealing with two more boners with his finger rubbing his sensitive cockhead. He put his boxer briefs on before his mom got home, ate dinner and went to bed without any hard-ons disturbing his sleep. The next morning, he was woken up very abruptly by his door flying open and somebody jumping on his bed. "Wake up!" Aaron squinted, staring up at the mischievous smile of a blonde headed boy. "Jeeze, Nate! What the heck?" "Dude! Guess what!" Aaron at up, covers sliding down his bare chest. He rubbed his eyes. "Hmm?" "My parents have a surprise business trip. I get to stay here for five days!" Nate' smile widened. Aaron's grogginess was wiped away by excitement. "You're serious?" Nate's head bounced with a nod. "He's serious." Aaron's mom stood in the doorway, smiling at the boys. "Cmon you two, breakfast is on the table. I'm leaving for work in a few minutes. There's leftover lasagna in the fridge for lunch. You two behave, do not open the door for anyone-" "Mom, we know!" Aaron interrupted in a slight whine. "Don't open the door, don't go out in the front yard - yadda yadda." She rolled her eyes. "Fine. You win." She walked into the room and hugged Aaron. "Bye hun." She held out a fist for Nate who gave her an amused look before bumping knuckles. She left the two in Aaron's room. Without even really thinking about it, Aaron tossed off the covers. "Did you bring your PlayStation?" He quickly asked as he hopped off of his bed. "Yeah, man! And I totally brought Xenoverse 2." Nate jumped after his friend. "They put Champa and Vados in the game and the last quest is so freaking hard!" Aaron took a moment to stretch, turning to Nate, completely unaware of his problem beneath his red boxer briefs. Nate chuckled impishly. "Kinda like you." "Huh?" Nate pointed. Aaron blushed furiously, turning and covering himself. Nate cracked up. "Dude, you forgot about morning wood?" "Shut up, Nate." Aaron dashed to his drawer and pulled out a pair of shorts, sliding them on. He stuck his hand in his boxers and adjusted his boner. "Good thing I didn't catch you..." he air humped his fist. Aaron blushed again. "I don't do that, sicko." Nate rolled his eyes, walking buy Aaron with a light bump. "Cmon, boner boy." "Nate!" Aaron whined, not getting a response. He sighed and followed his friend. The boys ate breakfast and hooked up Nate's PlayStation, spending a few hours playing video games until it became rather boring. They decided to swim in Aaron's pool. The boys ran up the stairs, pushing and joking. "Hey, I don't even have any swim trunks." Nate remembered as Aaron dove in his drawers for his. Aaron gave Nate a blank look. "Crap..." "Do you have like some basketball shorts or something?" Nate suggested. Aaron nodded, pulling out his trunks. "But my mom doesn't like me to wear those in the pool." "How come?" Aaron shrugged. "I guess I can just go in my underwear." Nate shrugged, peeling his shirt off. Aaron silently agreed, not even thinking twice about it. After all, he'd swam in his underwear a million times with Nate. Nothing was new. Aaron placed his trunks on the dresser and pushed his sleep pants down. "Hey Aaron." He turned around to see Nate, standing in his boxers hook his thumbs in his underwear and flash his very hard erection and balls for just a few seconds before covering himself and giggling mischievously. "Oh! Gross!" Aaron feigned disgust, covering his eyes and laughing with his friend. He hadn't noticed, but it caused a stir in his own underwear. "You totally looked! Checking out my boner Aaron?" Nate teased. "No!" Aaron defended quickly. "I'm not a queer. Boner boy." "You got a boner too." Nate shrugged, pointing to said boner. "Boner boy." Aaron turned and covered himself. "Yeah? So?" He blushed. "Lemme see." Nate walked over to his friend. "What? No!" "Why? I showed you mine." "Yeah, but I didn't ask!" Aaron swiftly said. "And it was only for a second anyways so I didn't even see anything." "D'you wanna see it?" Nate asked. Aaron blushed harder. If he were honest with himself... "No!" He didn't have to be honest with Nate. Nate rolled his eyes. "Whatever." They stayed quiet for a few moments, Aaron contemplating his decision... Truth be told, he did want to see it. "If you wanna show me yours, I mean, that's cool or whatever." He shrugged. "Kay, but you gotta show me yours." Aaron gulped. Was it worth breaking through his comfort zone to see Nate's dick? Maybe Nate had some information about the feeling he got when he rubbed his head and leaked out that sticky, watery stuff. "Fine." Aaron relented, turning around and very aware of his stiffie. Nate smirked. "Same time?" Aaron nodded. Both boys grabbed hold of their waistbands. "Three... two... one." They tugged. Nate slid his all the way down to his knees while Aaron's were half way off his ass. They took a moment to eye each other. Nate was cut, unlike Aaron. His dick stuck up but curved down a bit. No bigger than Aaron's. his balls were tight to his body and blushed pink toward the bottom of his sack. Aaron's were the same. Both were smooth. "Woah, yours got the skin still." Nate eyed the straight stiffie. Aaron idly pulled it back to reveal his pink head. "Does it feel weird?" Aaron shrugged. "Not to me." "Can I try?" Nate looked up at Aaron hopefully. Aaron's face got red. "No, dude!" He indignantly pulled up his boxers. "Aaron, what's the big deal?" Nate asked. "I'm just curious is all." "That's gay, dude." Aaron answered a bit meekly. "Pfft. No it's not!" Nate said. "Gay is like having sex and stuff or whatever. Just touching it isn't gay." Aaron thought about it a few seconds. He didn't even know how girls and boys did it, much less how two boys had sex... and besides... wasn't like they were kissing or anything, and he was curious as well. It made sense why Nate was curious. "I just wanna see what it's like." Nate said, a bit disappointed. Aaron sighed. "Okay, fine..." he pulled down his undies and pushed his hips forward. "Just for a few seconds." Nate grabbed his friend's three inches with two fingers and his thumb, pulling it back gently, and then up slowly, mesmerized by the way Aaron's head disappeared. Aaron's heartbeat sped up a bit and a furious blush warmed his face. On one hand, he was incredibly nervous about both what was happening and being caught, even though he knew they wouldn't be. On the other hand... Nate pulling his foreskin felt strange in the best way possible. "That's so awesome." Nate whispered. "Hey, you got that sticky stuff." He added softly, looking at Aaron. "I don't got that yet." Aaron's blush darkened. He grabbed his friend's hand and half heartedly went to push it off. "We should... swim." Nate smirked in hazy horniness. "Hold on. This is so cool." Aaron's face flushed red, not in embarrassment this time, but in an urgency he'd never before experienced. His butt clenched every few seconds making his slender penis tighten in Nate's grip as well as expending a tiny bit of pre cum that made his reddened cockhead shiny. Subtle sticky noises sounded each time Nate's fingers pulled up and down on his friend's boyhood. "Nate..." Aaron whined softly. His friend just smiled knowingly. Aaron's breath hastened as his cock head started tingling, balls aching in a strangely pleasurable way. It built quickly, frightening Aaron. "I-I'm gonna pee..." he gripped Nate's wrist to try and pull off, but he found himself weak. His knees started shaking. "Nate..." the other boy ignored his friend's warning. "Crap- Nate! I'm gonna pee!" He pulled his hips backward but Nate's grip was firm. "Nate- ahhh!" Aaron's entirety tensed harshly, his dick surging almost painfully. For a very short moment, his vision whited out, but it was just him hunching slightly over, hands clawing at Nate's shoulders and squinting as hard as his subconscious body could manage. His hips were thrusting forward now, forcing him on his tippy toes. Aaron barely registered somehow that this was what he'd done to himself the day before... just... less... intense. It was almost suddenly over, leaving the no longer virgin cummer exhausted with a warmth that surged across his skin followed quickly by a strange, welcomed cold that gave him goosebumps and made his little nipples hard. His awareness came back and all he could think about was how he wished that feeling would never end. He saw Nate grinning knowingly, then, while instinctively looking toward his spike which was still rock solid, he noticed the several lines of watery, thin fluid dripping down his buddy's flat tummy. And all over his knuckles. Nate wiped what was on his hand off on his own penis, gripping it and slicking himself up with what he had to work with, even wiping some from his stomach down to his stiff boyhood. He stared down at himself while he masturbated at a comfortably steady pace. Aaron could only watch, mesmerized. Yesterday, he didn't know what the hell he was doing. Today, he was watching his best friend pleasure himself after just having done the same to him. Like Aaron, Nate didn't last long. Mostly because of the situation turning him on something fierce. Before long, he grunted and clenched his teeth, his back slightly hunched over and his body tensed. Nate squeezed his shaft tight as his cock head widened and his balls tightened. Several jerks and grunts later, Nate released a deep breath, a big hunched over and still gripping his very hard dick. He looked up at Aaron with a flushed face that could be mistook for a blush, but Aaron knew Nate too well. That boy was shameless. "I don't squirt yet." He breathed a tired chuckle before wiping the residual cum Aaron had deposited on the drier spots of his bare chest. He shook his tired, post orgasm afterglow off the best he could. "Hey, wanna just swim naked?" Aaron's cheeks warmed again. He didn't really know how to respond anymore. "What's wrong? Too scared?" He then gave Aaron a soft slap on the cheek with his still cummy hand, turned and scurried down to the main floor. Aaron jerked and tried wiping it off, feeling disgusted for only a split second before actually feeling hot at the prospect of his own cum on his face. But he had to keep up appearances. "Dang it Nate!" Aaron shouted at his friend's back. "Hurry up! Chicken!" The other boy called from down the hallway. Aaron grunted. Despite his confusion and complete separation from his comfort zone, he still couldn't look chicken... He pulled his boxer briefs the rest of the way off, sloppily wiped his face and hopped the steps. Once he got downstairs - their pool was indoors -, Nate wasted no time. Aaron watched his nude friend just jump in, unable to keep his eyes off of his white ass. Aaron was so hard it nearly hurt, still dripping the small amounts of residual boy juice. He jumped in as well, hoping the water would conceal his problem. And hopefully clean him up. It seemed like for a little while, Nate wasn't as concerned about Aaron's boner anymore and Aaron finally went soft. A miracle if he didn't say so himself. The softness what short lived. Nate decided to surprise Aaron and swim under his legs. He not so surreptitiously swiped his hand across Aaron's penis and balls and then said nothing as he came back up with a mischievous smirk on his face. "Let's wrestle." Before Aaron could say no, Nate wrapped his arms around his mid and pulled him under water. Aaron popped back up, angry at being taken by surprise and angry that Nate didn't even let him reply. But he was anything but a crybaby. Aaron hopped up and pushed down on Nate's shoulders, shoving the boy underwater. While underwater, Nate wrapped his arms around Aaron's waist, and then grabbed handful of his friend's ass cheeks. Aaron was a bit taken off balance but was stabilized by Nate's head pushing gently against his stomach. And then Aaron gasped loudly. His hard dick suddenly felt hot and tingly and almost like it was being suctioned. He looked down and put the pieces quickly together, despite the water distorting what was happening. Nate was... His cock was inside... Nate's mouth... Aaron quickly pushed against Nate's shoulders, trying to push him away, but Nate was determined to suck that dick. Aaron's leg twitched as the situation made his hormones surge. A wave of absolute pleasure surged through him and he moaned lightly, completely unable to muster the strength of willpower to push Nate off. In fact, he found himself tugging Nate's hair toward him and pushing his hips forward. He wanted as much of his boner inside as possible. Almost five full seconds later, Aaron's body tightened almost painfully and his vision whited out for a moment with the most intense feeling he'd ever felt pumping through him as if an 808 drum pounded through a huge speaker and right into his chest. Contraction after contraction hit harder than the last. His orgasm lasted longer than him at a full ten seconds of him grunting forcefully. His body felt like a noddle and Nate caught his friend before he collapsed in the water, coming up and taking a much needed breath after visibly swallowing Aaron's deposit. Aaron was swept up in another surge of pleasurable hormones when Nate suddenly pushed his body against his and just pressed his lips against the boy he'd just sucked off. Nate ground his boner into Aaron's, still throbbing and twitching. Aaron opened his mouth when Nate's tongue probed, tasting the salty yet sweet taste of his own cum lingering. Aaron groaned in Nate's mouth, and his body tingled madly before he felt exhaustion overcome him. Nate held Aaron and broke the kiss, wrapping his arms around his back when Aaron lay his head on Nate's shoulders, limp as a noddle, contrary to his friend's still hard boy boner. He felt exhausted and more content than he'd ever felt in his life. His body was weak, but his skin was tingling like crazy and his breath came in heaves like he ran for five blocks. A strange feeling of intense fondness swept through him once he realized the arms around him were Nate's. It was all at once comforting and confusing. "What... was that?" Aaron breathed dreamily. "I gave you a blow job." Nate simply said. "And you cummed in my mouth." He chuckled lightly. "I what?" "Cummed." Nate repeated. "That's what it's called when you shake and get all tingly and shoot sperms out." He explained. "Like you did earlier." "Oh." Said Aaron. "You never done it?" Aaron blushed lightly. "Once..." "Heheh. Felt better when I did it, huh?" Aaron just nodded. Then he paused and slightly stiffened. "Why'd you do it, though?" He whispered. Nate shrugged, still holding Aaron up. "I'unno. Didn't 'ya like it?" Aaron pursed his lips. If he were honest with himself, he was torn in a way. The word 'wrong' kept repeating in his head. Only, it didn't feel wrong. He knew his mom would be mad and he'd get in trouble - or, he thought he would. Was that enough to make him feel guilty? "Aaron?" Nate tentatively said. His arms loosened slightly. "Yeah. I did." Aaron said finally. "But... I feel weird though." He pulled away and looked down with a blush. "Oh... well, uh, I didn't mean to freak you out." Nate shrugged after a brief moment. "I'unno, I just thought maybe you'd like me more if I... y'know, made you feel good." "Dude, what the heck? You're my best friend." Aaron frowned, slightly offended. "Well, it's just... you haven't been hanging out with me as much... and stuff." "Well, it's been kinda crazy. Mom's working a lot and she didn't want us to be alone at first 'n she's getting home late. It freaking sucks." Aaron said. "You don't have'ta like do that... stuff to me." Nate shook his head at himself. "Yah, no you're right. That was dumb, I'm sorry. I won't do it again." That prospect made Aaron a bit sad. He obviously liked it, but he had trouble understanding the whole thing. He was too young for all this, wasn't he? "Hey, where'd you learn that? Sucking on it, I mean." Nate blushed. "Promise not to tell?" "Cross my heart." "K. I... uh... I did it to Marshal." Marshal was Nate's older brother by about three years. "I saw him and his friend doing it and I just got curious, y'know?" Nate shrugged, blush still on his face. "So... you sucked on Marshal's... thing?" Nate nodded. "Yeah. And sum'more stuff. It was all pretty cool and fun." "Well... I mean... I liked it." Aaron tentatively replied. "If you wanna do that, you can." He shrugged. "But only if you wanna!" He quickly added. Nate glanced hopefully up at Aaron. "Really?" "Yeah dude. It felt good." Aaron's face flushed slightly. Nate smirked. "It's pretty cool, huh?" He reached boldly down and fondled Aaron's junk beneath the water, soft from just having been milked. Aaron blushed again and nodded. Looking down, he shakily brushed his fingers against Nate's raging boner. "Yours is really hard." Nate smirked again. "I'm really horny." He replied. "Sucking your thing really made me turned on." "That's what it's called?" Aaron asked in a soft voice. "Mhmm." Nate felt Aaron's penis plump just a bit. "Want me to show you somethin' else?" Aaron curiously looked at Nate. "Like... what?" Nate pulled away and waddled to the pool's edge. "C'mon. I'll show you!" Aaron followed like a puppy, now half boned at the prospect of something better than what he just experienced. "Hey, d'you have anything slippery?" Nate asked once they got to Aaron's room, half dried from carelessly toweling themselves as the went. "Like what?" Aaron asked, wondering just what Nate had up his sleeve. "Hmm..." Nate glanced around the room, wandering into the bathroom. "Like lotion or that vas'leen stuff." "Yeah, should be under the sink." Aaron peaked his head in the bathroom, the sight of Nate's ass all bent over seemed to intrigue him. "Nice!" Nate stood up and presented the small tub. "So, this's gonna sound super weird and gross..." Nate began as he walked by Aaron. "But trust me, it feels so good!" "Well, you gonna tell me what it is?" Aaron asked, half worried and half excited. "You're gonna put yours in my butt." Aaron stared blankly for a moment and then his face twisted incredulously as if Nate were playing a joke. "Wait... huh?" "Yeah, dude. Told'ya it sounded gross, but I'm clean. Promise, took a dump this morning and showered and swimmed with you. And it's super fun." Aaron grimaced. "Nate... that sounds grosser than... than..." He shook his head. "I mean... ew." "Okay, dude. Just try it. If it's really gross then we can just stop." Nate suggested. Aaron look unconvinced. "But..." "Dude. Ten minutes ago would you have even thought about me putting it in my mouth and swallowing your sperms?" Aaron pondered the question. Sounded gross in retrospect. "No." He admitted. "Then just try it. I'm telling you, it's a whole lot better. Super warm and tight." "You done it before?" "Once with Marshal." Nate replied. "You down?" "Not all the way..." Aaron sighed. "But okay. Seriously though, if I stay stop, then stop." Nate chuckled at the irony. "Deal. Lay on your bed, boner boy." Aaron rolled his eyes. He did as he was told, jumping on his bed and putting his hands behind his head. His eyes closed in trepidation and he breathed a small, nervous breath. Nate quickly followed and straddled his friend, hard as a porn star on viagra while Aaron had gotten pretty soft. Nate popped the top of the Vaseline, fingering a generous glob and smearing it on his right hand. He then grabbed Aaron's little dick and started playing with it. "It's all funny soft." Nate giggled as he pinched the excess foreskin. Aaron frowned. "No it's not..." he mumbled. Nate didn't reply. He kept fondling the tube until it began to plump, getting more curious about the uncut penis. He pulled the skin down the slowly hardening shaft and ran his finger lightly along the bottom of the red head. Aaron inhaled sharply. "Aah!" He grabbed Nate's wrist. "Don't do that." "Sensitive?" Aaron nodded. "Mine too." Nate grabbed his friend's length with fingers and thumb, massaging for a few moments until it was fully hard. Throbbing. Nate then fully lubed the cocklet, peeling the skin and kneading the head quickly. This time, Aaron moaned almost inaudibly at the pleasurable feelings. "Dang... that feels so good." Nate smirked. "Just wait." He reached behind him and lubed his twitching hole. Shuffling awkwardly, making Aaron giggle, Nate wrapped his hand around the slender dick that was about to be inside him, lifted himself up and hovered. After a few moments of bad aim, he finally found the right angle and allowed gravity to take hold of the situation. It seemed like all at once, Aaron was balls deep. "Oh man..." his voice was husky and filled with wonder. "It's... so warm." Nate smiled. This was better than when his brother did him. There was absolutely no pain at all. He did wish Aaron was a bit longer and thicker, but he wasn't complaining about it. There wasn't enough boy cock to properly ride, Nate found this out after a few times of Aaron's uncut dick fumbling out, so Nate just clenched and moved his hips. Aaron couldn't tell the difference anyways. He watched as Nate's hard little prick twitch each time his ass clenched. To put it plainly, Aaron understood the concept of horniness now that every inch - as few as there were - was inside his friend... and even more so that his friend was enjoying this. A bit of panting from them both was the only sounds for a small while. Chlorine and a slight musky scent permeated. Both boys started to sweat a bit, and they weren't even fucking hard. It was sloppy and inexperienced, but the them this was the pinnacle of pleasure. "You feel so good..." Nate whispered. "Cool, right?" He added with a hot and bothered smirk. Could Aaron even say no? "Almost there..." Nate huffed almost offhandedly. Or maybe to himself. His blonde hair darkened from the residual pool water, but sideburns now dripping with sweat. Aaron found himself entranced by the shine of the boy's body on top of him. His slightly puffy, darkish nipples were rigid as Aaron had ever seen them. His skin was pulled tight, dancing with soft goosebumps and red from the exertion and excitement of sex. It was the first time Aaron had ever truly admired his friend's tone. Boyishly skinny and slight athletic tone created a balance that Aaron found incredibly sexy. Nate wiggled his hips faster and faster before his hole clamped down on Aaron's bone. The boy on bottom watched Nate's body tense as if he were working out. His tummy flexing as spasms jolted from his friend's erratic penis without so much as even a slight graze. Nate groaned in a boyish husk and fell forward, bracing himself on Aaron's chest with his hands. His fingertips dug into the slightly reddened skin. Nate's face was even more red. Completely swept up in the moment, Nate fell and nearly slammed his hands on the bed on either side of Aaron's head and smashed their lips together. He wasted no time feeding his former virgin friend tongue that he readily accepted. Nate, without breaking his kiss, slid Aaron's still horny dick out of his fucked hole and almost masterfully repositioned himself between Aaron's legs, pushing the boy's legs apart with his knees. Boner to boner, both of them were lost in a world of lust, hormones and boyish excitement like they were exploring the woods for the first time. Aaron was hardly aware of what was happening when Nate pushed his thighs up and spread his legs wider. There was a bit of movement when Nate briefly broke the kiss, leaving Aaron wanting more. Aaron's mind shot into overdrive at the strange, sliminess of what he knew to be the tip of Nate's slicked, swollen penis prodding at his own hole. "Wait- stop..." He halfheartedly pushed against Nate's stomach with only one hand. But unconvincing as his voice was, him spreading his legs wider was only an invitation. That, and his hand lingered like he was stroking the taut, smooth boy abs. "You're'nna like it." Nate breathed huskily. Aaron swallowed and braced himself for something he thought was going to be much worse. He only gave a light hiss and a short-lived squint of his eyes. "I'm in." It felt so weird to Aaron. Slimy and intrusive. If it weren't for the fact there was a naked boy connected to that penis now in his butt, he might have been turned off. But he wasn't. He definitely wasn't. His own hardness was now softening a bit at the strangeness of actually having a dick inside him physically felt. He'd never been so horny though. Not that he had extensive experience with feeling all sexy and naughty, but the sheer novelty and intensity of what was happening made him want this. Nate's sweaty body was on top of his. Their chests were sliding across each other's sticky skin, unable to really hump so was just... moving his hips around. Aaron could smell the chlorine in Nate's hair. He could tell Nate's hot was just as warm as his by just their cheeks rubbing together. Back and forth with each short push of the blonde boy's hips. Nate's ass was whiter than the rest of his body from the summer swims and outdoor play, the same way his torso was lighter. Aaron was noticing that the skin on his best friend's lower back was smoother than his arms, and while his hand travelled further as he got braver, he noticed that Nate's firm butt clenched each time he urgently wiggled himself and pushing against the bed with his toes that slipped constantly but never truly lost traction. The skin on Nate's butt was so soft. Aaron grabbed a handful. And he did it because he wanted more of Nate inside of him and he liked the feel. He was pulling his horny friend's horny dick as far as it could fit into Aaron's own horny fuck hole. "Feel good?" Nate asked between breaths. "Kinda." Aaron answered honestly. "But... I still like it." Nate didn't reply right away. He had to pause and reposition himself which made both of them more comfortable. "You know what my brother says when he does this to me?" Aaron shook his head. Nate leaned in, lips close to Aaron's ear. "He tells me I look hot with a dick in me." He whispered shakily. Aaron gulped. "He asks me if I like taking his big cock." Nate continued. "If I like getting my asshole fucked." Aaron's dick swiftly hardened. Nate never talked like that. Neither of them did... but holy shit. "And you know what? I do." Nate said. "He tells me to beg him for his big dick. So I beg him to fuck me. Sometimes, I ask him to go harder." Aaron's grip on Nate's butt tightened. "He fucks me hard. I wish I could show you how hard he fucks my ass." Nate reached between them and grabbed hold of Aaron's stiffness, squeezing and pleasing it. "Do you like getting fucked?" Aaron's entire body was shaking like a leaf. He was at Nate's mercy. "Yeah..." he whispered softly. "Good. 'Cuz I like fucking you." Nate's grip was on Aaron's exposed head, rotating the flaring cock head in his palm in a tight grip. "Oh - dang..." Aaron's thighs squeezed Nate's hips. "Huhh! Uhh! Hnn!" Aaron bit his lip. Then his dick throbbed. The drops of boy sperm was warm on his smooth groin. He idly thought how crazy it was that it actually spit it out rather than just dribble out like the day before. The bottom boy's body went limp. His entire upper half was flushed pink and his chest rose and fell quickly. He had to push Nate's hand away from his dick, it was way sensitive now. Nate's breath went ragged in Aaron's ear for a moment and his legs twitched, hips shoved against Aaron tight as possible. Then he too went limp, boy cock slipping right out of Aaron's fucked boy hole. For a long moment, they stayed silent just catching their breath. Aaron liked Nate's weight on him. A lot. This time, he was the one to wrap his arms around Nate's back and interlock his fingers at the small of his friend's back. That sense of fondness and content flooded him when Nate rose his head and kissed Aaron gently. Nate's head fell beside Aaron's once more. He pulled his arm from between them, reluctant to touch the sheets with the clear, sticky juice on his knuckles. He rested his hand on Aaron's shoulder. "Next time, you're gonna do that in me." "In your mouth or butt?" Nate tiredly shrugged. "Either." He answered. "Both." "Sounds sexy." Aaron smiled. Nate looked at Aaron impishly. "C'mon. Let's go play some Xenoverse." He stood and hopped off the bed, not even caring about the sticky mess. Aaron just watched his new lover. Yesterday, he never would've dreamed of something like this... But now, he was expecting it. "Come on, Boner Boy!" ----- Not Quite A Mile High, But Close Enough ----- There he was. In the seats at Gate 5, which was funny because his flight was at Gate 2. He couldn't have been more than twelve, latching into James; who he'd sat beside on the first of three connecting flights leading to Australia. Perhaps James overdid it when he stroked the kid to a quick, watery splash of sperm under the blankets. To be fair, he'd never experienced a hookup, minor as it was, with a kid that age since he'd been a kid that age. Maybe not even then. The kid's name was Landon. Cute, with a lighter shade of blonde hair, dark blue eyes underneath a slight, sheik pair of glasses. Some freckles on his cheeks, pink lips, a boy's nose and his unsure, self conscious demeanor spoke volumes of the state of puberty he was in and his social standing as probably one of the nerds. A pubescent nerd at that. Confused, horny and... well, a walking hard-on. He stumbled over his words, spoke softly and twiddled his fingers. He got overly excited at some things James said and then would blush a deep shade of red which was even more pronounced due to his fair skin. Landon was thin, not bony, but definitely not a burgeoning teenager. He said he did two reps of ten sit-ups, push-ups and 15 lb curls every day after school before he started homework. God. Homework. It put into perspective at the massive age gaps between the two. James was 21. Just turned it. Nine years older... he was already popping random boy boners when this kid was barely learning how to walk and talk. And that's why he was reluctant to oblige the kid in hanging out with him while the layover flight was delayed by 6 hours. James was at the bar, taking comfortable swigs of his Bud-Light Platinum straight from the stylish bottle. Or can... or whatever it was. Genuinely interested in the ESPN highlights of the games he'd missed during the flight, he couldn't pay complete attention to them with Landon following him around like a lost puppy, a lost, awestruck, horny puppy infatuated with James and his magical hand, who knew he'd made a mistake by letting his own horniness guide his hand to the first hand job of a twelve year old. What the fuck was he thinking? Not like he could ever say no. James sighed and took the last pull from his almost lukewarm beer before it became unbearable. Last call was five minutes ago, no way he could delay with another beer and hope the kid fell asleep or just gave up and went back to Gate 2 where his parents and sister were crashed out in the rather uncomfortable seats. Unfortunate that Landon passed out after ejaculating in James's palm. He wasn't tired. And 12 year olds have an abundance of energy as it was. There was no doubt in James's mind that Landon was antsy and had no outlet for his horny energy. Thus far, James had made it seem like he hadn't noticed his little blonde shadow. He also wondered why Landon wouldn't just come up to him and strike a conversation. He could probably woo James into fooling around with him again, seeing as he somehow had a weakness for the adolescent. Idly, James wondered if his boyfriend would be mad. Then again, he also wondered if his girlfriend would be mad about his boyfriend, and vice versa, much less the underage kid he fondled on a plane. "Alright, hun. I'm closing up shop." The bartender, a nice, younger lady broke him from his thoughts. "Want a soda or water for the road? On the house." James smiled slightly. She was probably hitting on him. Either that or he was an arrogant prick and she was just a nice person. He decided not to read into it. "Yeah, sure. Do you mind if I take two? I got a five on me." James reached for his wallet. "Nah. Nobody'll miss 'em." She waved his offer off, wiping the back of the bar. James nodded, deciding to give her the five anyways. "Never turn down a free lunch." He winked playfully. She sighed with a smile, placing his two coke bottles in front of him and pocketing the cash. "Thank you." James stood and took his drinks. "Hey, no problem. Good luck and stay safe driving home." "Always." She replied. "Do me a favor and lock the door before you close it." James nodded as he got to the door, flipping the lock and closing it behind him. Landon was looking at him now. Unsure, nervous and hopeful all at once. God, he was so fucking cute. "What are you doing up, kid?" James walked across the aisle. Landon's eyes sparkled with joy at being acknowledged. He stood up almost too quickly. "Uhm... well, I can't sleep." He sheepishly replied. "And I thought... maybe you wanna hang out?" He meekly said, terrified of rejection. "I mean- If you wanna..." Fuck it, James thought. He held out the second coke to the kid who took it. "Thanks." "There's not much to do." James responded to Landon's request. "All the shops and restaurants are already closed." He began walking the opposite direction of Gate 2, knowing that after Gate 7, nobody would be waiting for a flight until Gate 12. He'd already done his share of exploring. Landon quickly followed, almost stumbling to fall into pace with his newest infatuation. "Well... uh... there's like, bathrooms and stuff." He very softly spoke, completely embarrassed after saying it. James chuckled lightly, feeling his member bulge a tiny bit. "You're a pretty horny kid, aren't you?" Landon's blush somehow intensified. "S-sorry..." James tousled the boy's short hair. "It's okay. Only natural. You're at that age." "So... d'you wanna?" James glanced at Landon. "What did you have in mind?" He asked, allowing his horniness to take control without even realizing it. Landon shrugged. "I, like... saw some stuff on the internet I kinda wanna try." He said in excitement that he blushed at immediately. "Like?" "Like... like... this one video where one of the guys like... put the other one's... y'know... thingy in his mouth." Landon replied. "I... I kinda want to try it, maybe?" "You want to give me a blow job?" James asked in surprise. Landon's cheeks were rosy again. "If it's cool, I mean... we can just walk around or whatever." He quickly added. James's lips pursed for a moment in conflicting thought. This was so bad. A twelve year old on his knees with the hard cock of a grown man in his mouth, probably gagging the poor kid. If anyone were to see, his life would be over. At the same time, there was the knowledge that James was going to go through with this. Landon made his resolve falter. So he stopped and looked at Landon with the utmost seriousness in his eyes. "Landon, you have to swear on your life that you won't tell a soul." His eyes widened at the mere idea. "I won't! I swear I won't!" He nearly pleaded. James eyes the boy in front of him for several moments, finding himself mentally pulling his clothes off instead of searching Landon's face for any hesitation. "Alright." James finally said, flooding his soon to be cocksucker's mind with relief and excitement. The horniness was there by default. "Come on, there's a handicap bathroom a bit further." He gently nudged Landon with a hand on his shoulder. They both travelled in silent, anxious anticipation. James took a very good look around the darkened section of the airport before he opened the door and shuffled Landon inside. There was a changing room before the actual bathroom, so two doors that could be locked separated them from the outside world. James closed and locked both before turning the light in the bathroom on, pleasantly surprised to find that those fluorescent light bulbs seemed to be losing their power and lit only with a dim, amber color. Perfect for simultaneous sight and discretion. He turned to see Landon standing still, shoulders straight and body tense facing James. James just smiled. "Go ahead and strip." Landon gulped his nerves down. "Like... all the way?" "Yeah." James said. Normally, he was a shy, quiet boy. But he was determined to be different that night. He wanted this so bad, he was so horny that his body was quivering. He pulled off his glasses, folded them and held them in his hand while shakily reaching for the hem of his tee shirt and pulled it over his head, briefly wondering if he should fold it or something before berating himself internally. It didn't matter where he put his clothes! He placed his glasses back on. He knelt down and began untying his shoes, noticing that James was leaning against a wall with his arms and legs crossed, simply watching. "A-are you gonna get naked too?" Landon asked in a softer voice. James shrugged. "We'll see." Landon looked a bit disappointed. And suddenly he was nervous again at exposing himself in front of the coolest, most awesome guy in the world. He wondered if he was too skinny or his prick was too small... even though James had touched it, he hadn't yet seen it. Maybe it would be weird to the older guy, seeing as his classmates in gym class seemed to be weirded out by his foreskin... Landon sighed jaggedly, fidgeting with his second shoelace for a moment before kicking both of them off and nudging them to the side. James couldn't help but suppress his fond smile. This boy, so nervous and so inexperienced seemed to turn him on even more. "Hey, relax." James said warmly. "Promise, you've got nothing to be ashamed of. You turn me on." Landon looked a bit shocked. "I... do?" James nodded. "Of course!" For proof and some apprehension to be released, James unbuckled, unbuttoned and unzipped his jeans, reached into his boxers and fished out his incredibly stiff, cut cock complete with a string of precum attached to the waistband of his underwear. Landon's mouth went dry and his eyes were fixed on the large penis in front of him. A man's dick. Just like the videos! "It's big." He muttered. James smiled at the kid's innocence. "Seven inches." He agreed. It stuck straight out from his groin, a tad bushy since he hadn't had a chance to trim yet. His shaft had a slight downward curve as if it were made to slide down throats Or tease prostates while doggy style fucking. "Mine's not big." Landon shyly said. "Not -as- big." James corrected. "You're still growing. You'll be this big one day. Maybe even bigger." "Think so?" "Yep." Landon's fingers stayed clasped on his button, ready to undo it, but hesitating. "Mine's... kinda weird..." "How?" James asked with an eyebrow raised. Landon blushed. "It's... got... like... a cover thing." "Yeah, I know." James said in confusion. "I've touched it before." "You don't think it's weird?" James almost laughed. "Having an uncut penis? Not at all. A penis is a penis, cut, uncut, small, huge, thick, long or short. Everyone's different. In fact, it's cool you still have your skin. That means you get more out of it than I do. Feels better." Landon took a steadying breath. "Landon. You're a cute kid. I want you to give me a blow job, I promise. And I wanted you to be naked so I could look at your body while you blow me. You turn me on." The hesitation in Landon's blue eyes slowly dissipated and transformed into a boyishly randy one. "Now get those shorts and underwear off, get over here and suck this cock." James said in a very playfully teasing voice, complete with a grin that made Landon's dick surge. The boy smiled and complied, pushing his shorts down and stepping out of them. He hooked his thumbs in the waistband of his green boxer briefs, tenting with his boy boner, and swallowed his nerves. With a surge of bravery, he pushed them down and off, standing straight up and resisting the urge to cover his very hard, very, very hard spike that pointed up to his chin, practically flat against his bald groin. A slim, three and a quarter inches with some extra skin. James nearly came. He took in the body in front him, very boyish and cute. Landon's nipples were small and very light pink. His chest and stomach were shaped, but didn't have much more than the faintest beginnings of pecs and abs. His belly button was a slight outie. His balls were pulled tight against his body, small and manageable. He was smooth as a baby and had a whisper of a birthmark on the side of his lower stomach, right next the skinny boy's "v". James's dick drooled a thick chain of precum that pooled on the floor. He licked his lips subtly. "Come here." Landon walked forward and James placed his arm around the boy, hand on his lower back and pulled him closer. He gave the boy goosebumps and made him shudder even more when his other hand caressed the boy's chest and stomach, fingers stroking his shaft slightly before lightly fingering his soft sack. James's other hand slid to Landon's ass, very gently squeezing. Landon sighed in content, but inhaled sharply when James gripped his cock with two fingers and a thumb to pull down his foreskin and expose his light, red mushroom tip, a bit moistened from pre cum. "You're so fucking cute." James breathed. Landon's ass clenched and a clear drop of precum oozed out of his slit. James ran his forefinger over it causing Landon to his, jerk back and firmly grab James's wrist. James smirked in wonder, completely turned on by the inexperienced sensitivity of a boy's dick. He gave the steely boy penis a few short strokes. "So? Still wanna be a cocksucker?" Landon's dick jumped in James's grip at hearing the word that would describe him in just a few moments. It made his skin tingle. He looked up at James, hazy eyes behind those glasses. "Yeah." James gently pushed on Landon's shoulder and the boy willingly dropped to his knees, eyeing the hardness in front of him, lightly bouncing to the rhythm of of James's pulse. The string of precum made Landon's prick jerk and bounce once as lust and teenage horniness came completely over him. His tongue ran across James's cockhead, licking that precum right off and swallowing it down, rather indifferent on the taste, but turned on to ten at the novelty of eating precum. "Cover your teeth with your lips so you don't scrape it." James patiently explained before Landon began. Landon nodded, fisting the big penis and slowly leaning in, wrapping his teeth and lowering his lips onto the head. James sighed at the warmth of his head surrounded by wet lips and tongue eagerly exploring the thickness and lapping up the drops of pre fuck juice. Overzealous, as horny boys are, he slid his lips down and pulled too much hard dick in his mouth. He sputterd and gave a small cough, pulling back for a moment. James chuckled. "Take your time." Landon nodded, never taking his eyes off of James's member. This time, he tentatively went back in, hesitating for a moment to lick the very intriguing - to him - clear drop of fluid on the tip of the mushroom head, having to lap it up to break the chain it left from the tip of the cock to the top of his tongue. Failing, he decided to just slip the knob, just the knob, into his mouth. Bliss once again came over James. Definitely not the most skilled blow job he'd ever had, but the fact that his dick was the first in this boy's mouth more than made up for the sloppiness. It was so incredibly sexy the way Landon slurped in a desperate attempt to keep his saliva from dripping down off of his chin. Even the fact that the boy didn't really know where to put his hands seemed to just turn James on even more. This was a coaching opportunity. "Hey, bud. Suck on my balls and play with them a bit." James said softly. Landon glanced up with his lips around first two inches. He did as instructed and moved his attention to the heavy balls which fascinated Landon now that he was seeing them. The thought of hair on them used to seem kinda strange, but now that he was seeing them on a man, it totally changed his perception. Landon leaned in and, without any hesitation, ran his tongue firmly across his new friend's scrotum. Actually finding the scent erotic, the boy seemed to excel at quickly at that. He was actually jerking James's dick automatically while he suctioned one ball at a time. He felt a surge of pride and accomplishment when James moaned softly. "That's it..." Instincts kicked in and the shy boy now did what came naturally to him, running his tongue along the bottom side of James's shaft on his way back up to the tip where he tongued that piss hole like he was digging for some of that sweet and salty juice. He began bobbing his head on the shaft, taking James's advice and taking it slow by only going down a bit farther each time. Despite his jaw becoming sore, Landon soldiered on for a good few minutes, getting used to deep throating what didn't fit in his mouth while James patiently coached him through it. Landon's nose hurried in James's thicker pubes, he decided to take a rest, wiping some spit off his chin and taking a breath before smiling up at James. His eyes were filled with pride behind those glasses. James couldn't help himself. He pulled Landon up and pushed his lips against the boy's, causing Landon to stiffen in surprise before nearly melting. He took it in stride when James's tongue pushed passed his lips and explored the inside of his mouth that just had a cock in it. Before the two knew it, their kisses became urgent. James only stopped to pull off his hoodie and shirt, causing Landon to shudder at the hard work James put into his body that payed off. James had some hair on his chest and a trail of dark hair from his belly button, down the center of his six pack and into his pubes. Landon wasn't able to stop himself from moaning when he saw it and when James pulled their bodies together, though having to kneel down for the desired contact. James's hands roamed around Landon's back, feeling his smooth skin and noticing his spine and shoulder blades were still visible; a clear sign of boyhood thinness. Landon found himself lost and didn't care to ever find the way back home. He actually moaned when James's hand pulled on his white ass cheek firmly and exposed his virgin hole to the cool air. And then James touched that hole, rubbing his finger around it in circles. The older of them broke the kiss, leaving them heaving for breath. His finger pushed even harder. "I want to fuck you." James softly said in Landon's ear. The boy pulled back and looked at James in surprise. "You mean it?" James kicked his shoes off and shimmied out of his jeans and underwear. "Fuck yes." He lightly pushed the boy against the wall and tongue fucked his mouth. He hadn't been this horny in years. "I'm gonna fuck your right hole till my cum is dripping down your thighs." Landon moaned loudly prompting James to suck the boy's tongue to keep the sound down. A few good sprays of adolescent sperm warmed James's balls. He grabbed the hot, horny little boy by the shoulder and spun him around, lightly nudging him into the wall. James knelt and with one hand, pulled the skinny ass cheek apart to get a good look at that tight hole. It was the first asshole he'd seen that was the same shade of white as the rest of his skin. James wasted little time and shoved his tongue in the kid's virgin fuck hole, stroking his own dick with the horny deposit of Landon's juice. Landon hardly flinched when a finger slid smoothly into him alongside the wet tongue. He felt no pain at the second and even the third one. His boy dick was smashed between the wall and his thin stomach uncomfortably, but he liked it. James stood, taking his fingers with him. He spit on his hand and smeared his dick. James then grabbed Landon's thigh and lifted it high, resting the boy's foot against the handicap rail on the wall. Then he grabbed both of the skinny wrists and pinned them to the wall above Landon's head with one hand. James grabbed his desperately hard dick and slid it up and down the boy's loosened, wet hole. "You're gonna by fuck boy tonight." James growled. Landon's breathing sped up. James angled his dick and pushed, almost shock to hear a small moan of pleasure escape Landon's lips. "Feel good?" Landon instantly nodded. "Prove it." James grunted. "Slide your ass down my dick, fuck boy." Landon pushed and rolled his hips back. His voice got louder with each inch. James grabbed Landon's mouth. "You need to be quieter." He hissed. Landon nodded and bit his lip once James removed his hand. The older man was surprised to see that Landon had pushed himself far enough back to feel the ass cheeks against his pubes. "You like all this dick in you, don't you fuck boy?" Landon nodded. "Fuck." James thrust his hips forward, pushing Landon's hard boyhood back against the wall. "You were born to take cocks." He pulled back and fucked right back in. Landon's teeth bit harder to stay quiet. It just felt so amazing... "Yeah, take that fucking dick you little fucking cock slut." Before long, Jame's hips were slapping against the now reddened ass cheeks of his new play thing. His fucks got jagged for a moment while his dick unloaded a flood of real cum inside the tight asshole, but he kept going. He let Landon's wrists free and the boy instantly reached back and pulled his cheeks apart. "Oh fuck yes." James smiled. "You still hard?" James panted. Landon's head nodded. "Real-hard." "You cum?" "Yeah..." the boy moaned. James rammed his dick like a jackhammer, wet like he'd just went swimming from the sweat dripping down his chest, back and arms. "How many times?" "I dunno." Landon was just as sweaty, his skin now shiny. James braced himself against the wall, hands planted and spread wide. He used that as a post to fuck even harder. Landon moaned. This time, James just let him. It was turning him way the fuck on. "Say my name, faggot." Landon hollered it out jaggedly, voice cracking. And then again. And again. "Good boy." James growled. "Now shut the fuck up and take it like a man." Landon once more bit his lip and reduced his grunts, groans and moans down to whimpers. "That's it fuck boy." James felt himself building quickly. His pace didn't slow as he exploded with arguably the biggest load he'd ever shot. His dick sliding in and out while his thick cum spewed into the boy ass made for a wonderful, wet and sticky sound. James stopped. Huffing and puffing. Satisfied. True to his word, the sperm nearly spurt out of Landon's fucked ass when James's big dick head popped out with a slurping noise. That sperm dripped down Landon's thigh and slid all the way down to his feet in a flood. "Told ya." James smirked. He stuck his softening dick for a few more thrusts before popping out. He staggered back and collapsed against the sink, watching the boy who's leg was still raised high and resting against the handicap bar and thin fingers prying apart his cheeks. That asshole was now red, gaping and winking. Cum still oozed out. James noticed that Landon was shaking like a leaf. He remembered how it felt to be fucked like that. How weak his body was afterward. Especially at that age. Landon was probably scared to try and get his other foot on the ground lest he collapse. James returned to his fuck toy and steadied him. Landon turned and instinctively pushed himself into James's big chest, grinding his wet, sticky dick against any part of James he could smash it against. He was still hard. James was wiped. But he found it cute. He lifted the kid and sat him on the sink counter, peeled the boy's foreskin back to release the trapped cum and then swallowed the whole damn prick. Landon's thighs squeezed James's head and his body rattled in a near instant orgasm. James was disappointed that nothing came out. But when he looked back at the wall and floor, he saw a pool of it as the boy cum slid down the wall. James certainly fucked a lot of cum out this kid. Landon leaned forward and once more collapsed into james, resting his head on the man's shoulder. James lifted him and sat against the wall with his boy straddling him. Landon was out cold, chest rising and falling peacefully. It made James's chest explode at the cuteness. He kissed Landon's cheek. "Best fuck boy ever." ----- Losing Isn't So Bad ----- Sweat glistened off of Asher leaving a sheen across his body that made the 13 year old's toned chest and boyish abs glisten in the sun as he crouched and weaved, dribbling his basketball masterfully in an attempt to outsmart and outmaneuver the bigger and more experienced Parker. The seventeen year old did his best to take it easy on Ash while still giving him a challenge, and even being a bit rough. That's what older cousins were for, after all. Like most activities Ash did, he picked up basketball from Parker at a young age, and it was up to the older cousin to teach his younger all about the sport and remind him who was the better of the two. It was just like anything the two did together. The only sounds were of the ball bouncing against the concrete, the squeaks from their shoes against the driveway and the grunts of the two boys who's sweaty bodies rubbed against each other's under the hot sun. Asher did his best to push forward while keeping the ball safe, Parker pushed the blonde headed boy back without being too forceful. But it was getting hard. Literally. Asher was pushing his waist backward right into Parker's groin, if only to keep the ball safe and push his older cousin backward toward the hoop. Parker was getting distracted. Asher had his dark blonde hair short for the summer. His body was lean and taut. His skin was smooth and incredibly soft. Parker did what he could to take his mind off of the boy's sexiness, but when the younger boy thrust backward, the friction tugged on his blue nylon shorts a bit and exposed some skin on his white ass. He wasn't wearing underwear. Parker's concentration was gone. Asher masterfully maneuvered around Parker, drove to the basket and tossed it effortlessly into the hoop, staring for a moment almost in disbelief. Parker sighed with a smile on his face. Asher grabbed the ball and held it between his hip and arm, giving Parker a satisfied smirk. "I win." He thrust the ball to his cousin. The slight bulge in his nylon shorts showed that he was excited in more than one way. Parker just smiled and caught the ball. "Fine. Let's get this over with." He bounced the ball and followed Asher into the house where the young teenager leapt through the air conditioned hallways to the living room, those blue shorts already tented fully at what was coming. It didn't happen too often. Asher didn't win too often though. He was normally the one on his knees. Ash lead Parker up to his room, turned and smiled while tugging on his shorts and tossing them playfully at Parker. He was now fully hard. Figures. "Hope you're ready. I jerked off this morning so you're gonna be down there for a while." Four inches is rock solid, uncut dick with only a small bush of smooth, light pubes above it throbbed impatiently. "I'm sure I can handle an extra thirty seconds." Parker closed the door, set the ball down and dropped to his knees in front of the boy. He reached for his cousin's shaft and leaned in to take a swipe at the pre cum on his exposed head. Asher hissed, body shaking in delight and anticipation. The warmth of Parker's wet mouth sent a shiver down Asher's back and the taste of teen dick sent a surge of horniness through Parker's whole body. "Ohhhh...." Asher cooed lightly. Parker's head bobbed slowly up and down the four inches of hardness. His hand moved from the shaft and took hold of his cousin's tight, hairless balls. Asher's hand ran through his cousin's hair, gripping lightly. He was unable to stop himself from clenching his ass and slightly humping, and each time he did, Parker was rewarded by the sweet warmth of teen boy precum on his tongue. Parker took Asher's dick from his mouth and took a quick breather. He stuck two fingers in his mouth and wet them generously. At seeing this, Asher stepped back a bit and dragged the office chair at his computer desk over, lifting one foot into it. Parker devoured the boy dick once more, sliding his fingers beneath Asher's legs and sliding the wetness across his smooth boy hole. Parker prodded and pushed. His fingers slid in to the first knuckle without much resistance. "Hohh- yeah..." Asher moaned. "Deeper..." Parker obliged, pushing them all the way in and searching for that sweet spot. "Uhh!" Asher's cock pushed out a large spurt of precum when Parker pushed on his prostate. Parker moaned a bit sending a surge of confident horniness through the younger boy getting his hard, teen cock sucked and his asshole finger fucked. He gripped the older boy's hair and thrust his hips rapidly. "Unf... suck my dick..." Parker let Ash take control and fuck his face with all the urgency a 13 year old boy could muster. The older boy held the boy dick at it's base, keeping both Ash's hip from hitting his face and the boy's foreskin down so he could taste every drop of juice that leaked out. Parker was curling his fingers inside Ash, making him grunt and shiver as he humped. Ash opened his eyes and looked down his sweaty, taut body at the blonde headed teenager bobbing on his dick. Just the fact that he had a seventeen year old on his knees made him feel a surge of power he rarely got to feel. Gay dicksucker or not, he was still a male and desperately wanted to experience the full pleasure of being an alpha male. Though... Oh, god... he loved when Parker took absolute control over him. He loved feeling his fat cock in his mouth, watching the thick, teen cum shoot out warmth on his face. He loved being pinned down and having his legs pushed to his shoulders, testing the limits of his flexibility, and having his pink boy hole fucked by seven inches of steel as hard as a teenager Parker's age could give it. And a seventeen year old could surely give it pretty damn hard. "Shit..." Ash grunted. His balls built up and his cockhead began to tingle. "Huuuhhh... ohh god... I'm close." Parker suctioned hard on the boy's dickhead. But Ash paused for a moment, knowing that if he came, it would be over too quickly. He stopped thrusting and pushed Parker's shoulders, pulling his dick out. Parker looked up, cheeks flushed and eyes glazed. "What's up?" He breathed. Ash stayed silent for a brief moment, reveling in the feeling of Parker's fingers pushed as deep as they could go. Reluctantly, he pushed them out. "Pull your dick out." Ash sat down on the chair, fondling his hardness gently. Parker stood and pulled his shorts and briefs down, stepping right out of them. Ash reached for the huge, throbbing dick, skinning the thin foreskin and watching the precum slide down his fingers and drip off in a long string. He looked up at his older cousin. "Can you cum on me first?" Parker nodded. "Yeah. Pull up your legs." Ash leaned back on the plush chair and pulled his legs up while scooting a big. He exposed his pink hole for all to see, a bit wide and puffy from being invaded. He glanced at Parker as the older teen readied himself. "Just don't go hard. I wanna cum on your face." Parker nodded, leaning down and aiming his huge cockhead at the hairless boy hole. He wrapped an arm around the chair as to prevent it from sliding, and pushed his seven inches against the hot, puckered entrance. It slid in as easily as ever, making Ash groan a long, husky sound of pleasure. The boy sighed once his cousin's thick dick was all the way in him, stretching his hole wide as ever and feeling the perfect amount of pain; like an itch you couldn't stop scratching though it hurt and felt so amazing at the same time. Ash wasn't sure if he could keep himself from begging Parker to take him as hard as ever. Parker thrusted methodically, watching the little body beneath him react with each thrust. Those boy abs scrunched, tummy sucking in each time the hardness of a fully grown dick pushed all the way in, Ash's pre-teen biceps tightening and pulling his legs back harder with each thrust, and his chest filling sharply with air when he was full of cock. His little nipples were hard as his dick. His face contorted in a mixture of pleasure and pain, teeth gnashing and cheeks red hot, but throat he'd bite his lower lip once and a while and his head would toss back while a little moan escaped his mouth. Parker knew Ash was desperately trying to control his urges. The boy wanted to get absolutely pounded, but also wanted to feel the manliness of cumming on Parker's face after he ordered the older teen to bust his load all over his body. Parker found it cute. And he honored the boy's fantasy by not taking control and doing things his way. Because if it was his way, he'd have Ash bent over the bed, tugging on his hair, slapping his ass and drilling that tight hole like he was looking for oil; unloading so many loads of cum that Ash's thighs would be dripping while his comforter was soaked with every drop of thin, watery boy cum his tight balls could produce, fucked right out of him by Parker's fat cock. Just the image in his head made Parker hotter. He panted as his dick started tingling so he pulled his dick out, pushed Ash's legs down and jerked his dick. Ash watched intently, taking hold of the cock when he saw Parker hold his foreskin back. Ash aimed it at his chest. The first shot of thick, pearly, teenage sperm spewed like he was peeing, painting Ash's stomach up to his lower chest, and then jetted out. His neck and nipple were soaked. Third, fourth, fifth... it seemed like an endless clip of cum. Ash had pointed it at his face at one point, down at his dick, it was everywhere by the time Parker had finished, Ash was dripping cum. It slid down his lithe body like shower water. Parker huffed, leaning over on the office chair's arm rests, dick still bouncing, trying desperately to pump cum it no longer had. Ash was looking down his own body, hand rubbing over the slickness on his chest, lost in primal horniness. If he were to so much as graze his shaft, he'd blow. Parker smirked at the boy. "Suck your cum off my dick?" Ash pushed his hand against Parker's chest. Ash stood and Parker knelt down, tentatively leaning in, knowing the boy was liable to shoot off at even a mere breeze. He was determined to both suck the cum off Ash's dick and let him blow his load all over his face. Opening his mouth wide, Parker swallowed the throbbing boy cock and closed his lips tight around the base, quickly sucking up and taking his cum with him. "Uhhh-" Ash grabbed hold of Parker's shoulders. The older teen gripped Ash's dick tight and pointed it right at his face, bracing himself for impact. Ash came in quick, strong spurts like a spray bottle on jet mode. Parker didn't count, he'd found it impossible a while ago because of how fast they shot out. All he knew was that his eyes had to be shut tight. When his face was dripping watery seed, he stuck the dickhead in his mouth and swirled his tongue for the remainder of the boy's orgasm, causing Ash to groan almost painfully at how sensitive his exposed head was in Parker's mouth. When the orgasm stopped, Parker nursed Ash's cock, suckling on it gently with his skin pulled over his head. Ash fell to his knees and pushed his head into Parker's chest, simply leaning. Parker wiped his face. "That was so awesome..." Ash breathed tiredly. Parker merely nodded, wrapping his little cousin up in his arms and kissing his hair. "Dude, you're so freaking awesome." Ash fell deeper into Parker's body. Parker chuckled. He reached over for his discarded nylon shorts, wiping his face clean and then gently dabbing Ash's body until they were both relatively dry, though, as anybody who's been busted on knows, sperm tends to end up in strange places. But it would suffice. "Thanks." Ash muttered. Parker wrapped Ash up a bit tighter. "You're shaking. Cold?" Ash nodded. Parker pulled Ash up with him and made the short trek to the bunk bed Parker shared with his older brother when they were kids, now in the spare room that served as Ash's room. There was barely enough room for both teenagers to fit, but somehow Ash preferred it. It made him feel closer to Parker, all squished together. Sweaty and spent. Parker pulled the blankets over both of them, throwing his arm over the boy and pulling him tight against him. "Mmm." Ash snuggled against Parker's bigger, stronger chest and rubbed his hand up and down his body. The feel of the light brush of chest hair and the treasure trail that lead to his bush of trimmed down pubic hair. Parker lightly grabbed Ash's chin, tilting it up to kiss the boy softly on his lips. Warmth spread through Ash. He blushed furiously at the look in Parker's eyes. That unsaid phrase between them. Didn't need to be said. They both felt it. ----- The Guest of Honor ----- I wasn't like the other boys. I didn't moan like a girl and beg to be fucked. Not anymore. No, I was still a boy. Older now than my first time. Even if not athletic and sportsy and more of a video gaming boy. Maybe that's why the guys liked me more than the the others. I don't know. A slightly nerdy, butch bottom. That ironically enough liked to be absolutely dominated when a fat cock was in my asshole. The difference was apparent today. I was only huffing and grunting, sometimes painfully, but I liked the pain. I know Nick liked the way I sounded and liked the far away look in my eyes and the way my face and neck got all red. He especially liked when we were in his bed and I was on my back; legs locked around him and fingers clawing at his skin, somehow enjoying his eight - fuck, practically nine inches of seventeen year old stiffness sliding through the tight ring of my asshole like a piston. All the while, I'd be pushing myself into him, silently asking him for more dick. I suppose that happened quite often, though. It was the norm. The special occasion was for all of us; me, Tom, Jeffy, Greg and Nick to meet at Greg's guest house every chance we got after school or even if we were all free. There, each one of them would take turns on me, hard teenage dicks that never seemed to be satisfied, fucking my fourteen year old, tight asshole until I was weak in the knees or dizzy from near dehydration from loss of too much seminal fluids. This time, Jeffy was first. The oldest at eighteen, Jeffy's thick, hairy cock was always fun to take. Not incredibly long, clocking in at six inches, he was thick as all hell. Jeffy was rough and impersonal, the look in his brown eyes always primal. Even if it was only in my mouth, he grabbed my face and thrust with all the passionate urges of a horny teenager. Just like the first man's dick I ever had in me. He loved when the others watched him and he loved caressing his incredibly muscled body. He fucked me standing straight up, his own hands touching his chest and abs and always had one hand run through his short, brown hair sometime during the fucking process. He liked watching himself in the mirror. He always seemed to have bed head by the time his cum was running down my thighs. Short, quick thrusts was what he liked. Being fucked by him was always an experience. I liked being used, and I liked that it was only for a few minutes. It was easy to make him cum and easier to tell when he was cumming. Just clamp my hole around him when he pulled back, and loosen up when he pushed forward. He never lasted more than two minutes the first round, that is, if he decided to go for another round. Sweaty, huffy and satisfied, Jeffy was finished emptying his balls inside me. He always gave me a pat on my hips after he was done to show his appreciation. "I gotta go, guys. Family's going to a movie in an hour." He said, pulling his clothes back on. The older teens just nodded and said their goodbyes. As he left, Jeffy pat my shoulder and gave me a fond smile. "Thanks, L." I just nodded my chin back and we bumped fists. "Landon, you ready?" Greg's voice sounded. His seven inches of cut dick poking me, that big, bulbous head of his smearing Jeffy's cum around my ass. I gave him a nod. Not as thick as Jeffy, but Greg's large head always seemed to put more pressure on that place inside me, and I felt my chest and balls tense. I had to push hard behind me against his stomach - and visible when he flexed but just a healthy, thin layer of lean fat on his body like the linebacker he was - just to keep from blowing my wad way too early. "Fuck - hold on... I don't wanna cum yet." He bit the bullet and slowed down, but kept looking at me and my contorted face. "Fuck, you're so hot." Greg mumbled. "Okay." I said. "Alright, go 'head." He wasted no time in pounding me. That's how Greg was. He just wanted to nut inside a tight hole. He didn't waste time or have a build up, the moment his head popped in, he fucked like a rabbit that snorted cocaine to numb his nose for the rail of crushed adderall that came afterward. Metaphor, obviously. None of us even seen a drug that wasn't green. I digress. I noticed that he'd shaved. His humps made a lot more of a slap and there was no tickles from thick pubes. It was kind of hot knowing that. Unlike Jeffy, Greg liked to run his hands all over my back. He liked gripping an ass cheek and slapping it lightly, almost like he'd piss Nick off if he hit me too hard. His sweat always dripped off of his dark, nearly brown, blonde, longish, shaggy hair onto my back. And he sweat a lot because he fucked long and hard. He was burden to the others sometimes because they had to wait for their turn and it could take anywhere from ten to fifteen minutes for him fuck his cum in me. I loved it. He made me sweaty and he made my skin tingle and he made me so hot. So fucking hot. Sometimes, he'd make me orgasm more than once. I wish I had a timer. I know he lasted for at least twelve minutes before his cum spewed into me. He went slow afterward, just enjoying the feeling of being inside a warm hole, and when he pulled out with a slurping noise, his cum kind of splurt out with it. More and more of the teenage seed ran down my legs and even dripped off of my tight ball sack, ready to deliver a load like no other. Greg pat and grabbed my shoulder for a quick second and plopped down on the beanbag beside the bed I was bent over. He'd watch from then on out, known for his one and done. Tom was next. He liked teasing me. Pushing his head in and just sitting there, wrapping a hand around me and caressing the still boyish stomach I put so much effort into but just couldn't seem to develop passed a certain point, running a finger up my whole five and three quarter inches uncut shaft and fingering my foreskin until he brought me to the shaky brink, only to pull back and edge me endlessly. Then, and only then would he fuck me. He had a long dick and his strokes were long. He liked his backstroke to be slow, just to torture me and make me want him. His fucks back in were hard. He'd make the bed hit the wall. The best part was when he grabbed my thighs and pushed me on the bed with my knees on it. Face down, ass up so he could watch his thick, long, teenage fuck stick pleasure my now red and used hole. His shaft shiny with two different loads of teenage fuck juice. He always paused for several moments to make it last and then tease my dick again, which was so hard that it was sore. Five minutes was his record. Three was his average. He was done in two and a half that time, pulling out and shooting thick strings of pearly, teen cum all over my back and right on my hole. He pushed back in one more time, put his weight on me and kissed my neck gently, rubbed his hands along my sides and tell me how tight and amazing I was and that they were all so lucky to have me. He always made me proud. He was the nicest. Tom left afterward. Last, and always last, though never least by a long shot was Nick. Oh, my second fuck ever. Nick. Rebellious and wild. Seventeen years old and he had a sleeve of tattoos, a few on his neck and right pec and one on his back. He had gauges in his ears and longish, blonde, wavy hair that was always messy and yet somehow styled. He smelled of weed and amazing, teenage body wash or and cologne all the time; the perfect smell. He drove a fast muscle car and wore leather jackets and slim jeans, listened to a wide assortment of music that was always so good that I just had to copy his iTunes playlists. Most of the time, he'd have some sort of mark on his face from fighting, and there one scar on his right cheek to his jawbone from a knife. His body was near flawless, chest toned but not big, abs six packed, but flat under his taut skin with a perfect, thin line of light brown hair trailing from his rather flat belly button to his perfect pubes. A bit thin, sure, but not at all too skinny like I thought I was. You could, in fact see the texture of the various muscles on his arms if he so much as tensed them. But they weren't big. Tall, standing at six feet and three inches, but not lanky. Nick introduced me to a bigger world of sex when I was 12, a few months after the first fuck I had in a bathroom happened. He was fourteen, found me in the boy's section of a department store that he actually shoplifted from after he pulled my pants down and fucked me next to the Levi jeans shelves. The coolest guy ever. Nick let me watch him fuck some of the boys he seduced and even his various girlfriends who'd let him say and do anything to them because he was so charming and charismatic. I got to watch and pump my cock every time he fucked anybody when I was around which was fairly often. One time, I even got to blow a watery load of boy cum down his girlfriend Kelsey's throat. He got me my first pussy to fuck, first tits to cum all over and first tight, boy ass to pound. And his dick. Man, oh man. That dick was massive. The biggest of the group at nearly nine inches solid. His foreskin was thin and only covered half of his head when he was hard. His shaft was veiny and hot, it throbbed so distinctly with his heartbeat. He was always clean and trimmed. He didn't like hair on his balls or asshole - even though he was a total top. Nick was protective. Overprotective, probably. I had to beg him to fuck me the first time in that department store because the first time I saw him, I knew I wanted his cock in my ass. And he was the only person in the entire universe I'd ever beg for anything. I loved him more than anything. I was so in love with him, and loved him like a brother. More than a brother. It was a love that was somehow much, much stronger than kinship or a relationship type love. His fucking me just made me feel safe and close to him. Nick nudged me to lay on my back and crawled between my legs, his mass of hardness resting on my smaller one. He smiled a smile that made me so happy that I couldn't help but smile back. His lip was split that day. He leaned in and kissed my nose gently. "Did you have fun?" He whispered. "Fuck yeah." I said in a huff with a smirk. He brushed my wet hair that was matted to my forehead out of my face, grabbed my glasses off the night stand and put them on his face. I laughed when he wiggled his eyebrows up and down. I took them off and set them beside me just to look into his eyes. Those piercing green eyes of his were always warm when he looked at me, but icy and harsh when he looked at most others. "Are you almost ready to go home?" "Not really..." I replied. "Can we stay at a hotel?" He chuckled. "No, dumb ass. Your dad's gonna flip if I take you for the night." Dad didn't like our gay relationship. Just because he didn't like Nick. To be fair, I could see why. I frowned. "Fuck my dad. Let's just go." Nick gave a soft, sad sigh. "I can't, L. I don't want him to keep you from me." I looked away from him, angry because he was right. Not angry at him, though. "I'll tell you what, I'll sneak you out and we can stay here tonight." "Guest house is yours." Greg offered. I gave Nick a relenting smile. "Alright." He pecked my lips, and then surprising me, he napped his fingers into my ribs. "Ahh!" I jerked and pushed his hand away, a smile on my face. "What the fuck was that?" My voice cracked and he smiled, making me blush furiously. Fucking puberty. "You're still ticklish. I think it's cute." I rolled my eyes. "Oh, fuck off." He did it again for several seconds. I squirmed under him, laughing and yelling for him to stop. He finally did, leaving me breathless and giggly. Then he kissed me. Gently at first, but then harder and almost desperately. For him, I moaned softly. For him, I grinded my hardness into his. For him, my body begged for his cock while his tongue wrestled with mine. Nick was known as a sex machine. He could always find my asshole with his cock without even having to guide it. He could always find my prostate with his dick by just feeling my body and how it reacted. He could always make me cum without so much as grazing my hard boyhood. And he always made me cum hard. So hard, it only made me want him so much more. He had me on the brink, that was for sure. His almost nine inch penis filled me completely, and not just physically. It filled me as a person. To know that he was my protector and my teacher. My idol. I wanted to be him when I grew up. Fuck a doctor or superman. I wanted to be Nick Foster. His lips didn't leave mine while he fucked me, and his hands never stopped exploring my body like it was the first time he'd ever touched me. He lifted me from my back onto his thighs, my arms wrapped around his neck and my butt bounced on his dick. His hands pulled my cheeks apart as he got more and more into it. He broke the kiss, but kept me bouncing on his dick. Licking my earlobe, he gently whispered "You're so amazing." He made me shiver. Greg, who was still sitting on the beanbag, slowly jerking his dick just chuckled. He'd taken Nick's cock frequently for years. I gave Nick a wondrous look. Like I was seeing him for the first time. Memorizing his face. He bit my bottom lip. "I love you." My breathing sped up once more in pure excitement. "I love you more..." His fingers brushed against my cheek, pausing his fucking for the moment. "Not possible, L." God. "I need you." I pleaded. "Please fuck me hard. Fuck me like you fuck Greg." I grunted. Nick kissed my forehead. "Anything you want." His fingertips gently brushed from my neck down my chest. He licked his lips hungrily. Without warning, he pushed me off of him and onto my back, putting pressure on my chest. His dick came out of me all at once when I fell. He crawled over me and my senses overloaded when his lips sucked on my neck and his teeth pulled at my skin. Lower and lower he went, making me shake violently when his tongue teased my nipple until it was hard. My head spun madly when his teeth pulled at each of them lightly. I squirmed, half wanting him to stop and half wanting him to bite harder. I'm sure I was yelping, because my hands were on his head, grabbing onto his hair in a death grip, unsure of whether to push or pull him. My body settled down when he moved further down my body, my grip loosened. He teased my belly button which was just like a slit. I sighed in content, not able to stop myself from rubbing his saliva on my chest around. His breath on my shaft made my hard, teen cock jolt, a drop of precum escaping my foreskin. Nick grabbed it and peeled it off of my wet, shiny, pink head and precum oozed down his knuckles and dropped a stringy puddle on my soft pubes. His tongue licked from my balls all the way up my shaft before putting his mouth over my head and sucking off every bit of precum. My back arched and my hands pulled at his hair again. I was so close... but he seemed to be playing the torture game. "Fuck- Nick..." My foreskin came back up and he gently tugged at it with his teeth. Then he gripped my thighs and gently pushed them up, exposing my used, cummy hole. His tongue ran across it, lapping up his friends' mixture of teen sperm, then came up and tongued it into my own mouth. And then he grabbed my hips and turned me over, pushing my back into the mattress. His free hand kneaded my ass, pulling a cheek apart then sliding three fingers inside me. I grunted, but he quickly pulled them out and let my head go. "You ready?" "Fuck yes." He slapped his meat against my ass then against my hole. His head teased me, sliding up and down my crack. "C'mon. Convince me to give it to you. I know you want it... but how bad do you want it?" I just moaned, trying to stay as manly as I could, and pushed my hips back. "Tell me, L." He whispered throatily into my ear. "I want to hear you beg for this dick." He pushed it against my hole for a teaser. "I need your big cock." I grunted back. "Fuck me. Please." He slid the whole nine inches in. He fucked me harder than any of the other guys could possibly have. I couldn't control my voice, my body shivered like I was in 0 degree weather. "Yeah, take his dick." Greg stood and watched. I grunted forcefully at Greg's words. I'm sure Nick's hand left a red print across my white ass when he slapped it. It only made me moan. My asshole was on fire, my penis between my stomach and Greg's guest bed sheets was near a nuculear explosion. I couldn't control my shakes, my jerks or my own voice. My body was his. Completely at his mercy. He ran his fingers through my hair and gently tugged me up because Greg had gotten onto the bed kneeling in front of me. "Wanna suck his dick?" Nick huffed. Stupid question. Greg pushed his thick cock forward and I swallowed it whole, bobbing with Nick pushing me to go up and down. I got fucked and sucked Greg's cock for an insane five minutes until my asshole was sore and my jaw was tired. Nick's hand squeezed my shoulder tight and he pushed every single inch of his teen fuck rod inside me, shuddering and throbbing. And then Greg lost it. With a loud, long groan, his dick erupted and fed me five warm, thick shots of cum. Already sensitive from before, Greg pulled out before I could swallow it all, his cum drooled out of my mouth with his penis. I slurped as much back up as I could, unable to get most of it, now dripping off of my chin. His slimy dick connected with my lips with a long chain of cum. I grabbed his hardness and sucked it back in to clean it up, then wiped what drooled on my chin back in my mouth with my fingers, almost hungrily. Greg chuckled. "My bad, L." I took a breath from the exertion of taking cock from both ends. "It's cool. You just came a lot that time." "Fuck that... I think I came too much." Nick offhandedly said as he looked down at his dick still penetrating me. I could feel it slurping between the walls of my ass and his shaft, leaking out and hearing it drip on the bed. Still having not gotten off, being edged for over an hour, and having four different teenage dicks in my ass and one in my mouth, the sound and feeling of Nick's sperm inside me turned my crazed horniness up to ten. I groaned. "Fuck, I need to cum." "You didn't cum?" Nick asked, almost appalled. I shook my head. "Not yet." I felt Nick's long, thick dick pull back slowly, along with more of his teen juices spurting out. "Greg, get a towel or something..." Nick said. "Like, fucking shit, that is a lot." He chuckled. Greg handed Nick the towel. Nick pushed it firmly against my rear and I grabbed it from him, holding it in place before pushing what was inside me out to let the towel absorb it. Then I rolled it up and set it to the side. Nick wrapped me up from behind, holding me firmly to his chest, the feeling of his dick, slowly wilting, still wet and slimy reminded me of the state of extreme horniness I was in. If it were up to me, I would have all four of those boys pound their big, teen dicks in and out of my used asshole all goddamn night. Alas, I knew that wouldn't happen. Nick rubbed my sweaty body with one hand, and the other moved to my painfully throbbing member. It twitched when two of his fingers and his thumb lightly grasped it. I realized that without the constant action of getting fucked or sucking a cock, the air made my sweaty skin tingle with goosebumps. Nick's hand gliding over my chest and nipples only made that tingle stronger. My breathing was once again fast as my racing heartbeat, excitement made my stomach twirl and my dick tickle. He very gently and slowly peeled the skin back from my head. I no longer tried to resist the urges to make anything last. I just breathed a silent moan and my body twitched. I started shaking in his grip, wanting him to just hurry the fuck up and jerk me off. I could not stand being teased anymore. "Ungh!" Like he sensed my impatience, Nick gripped my dick and used the copious amount of slick precum sliding down my shaft and his knuckles to glide his hand up and down my five and some inches. My 14 year old cock jumped in his grip. The buildup had already occurred several dicks ago. I had been on the brink for a long time now. "Fuck yeah..." I whispered, grabbing the hand that was on my chest and pressing it harder against me. "Faster." I practically whined. Nick obliged. "I'm - ohh..." I felt my sperm jet up my shaft from my balls and then fly out of my cockhead like bullets. I'm sure I made at least four small holes in Greg's walls with just how strong that boy sperm flew out. I was then very aware of the smell of buttfucking, sweaty teenagers and thick cum. I smirked to myself. Even with nobody in the room for evidence, anybody could tell what happened by just the smell. I licked up the sperm I'd oozed on Nick's fingers and we both pulled on our clothes, though I'd lost my underwear and shirt somewhere, and Nick took me home. I didn't want to leave his car. I sat there, listening to a soft rock ballad with him, fingers intertwined with his, head resting on his shoulders. I just wanted to live with him. Even if only in his car. I reluctantly got out. He dropped me off a few houses down as usual. Watching his expensive vehicle's headlights disappear into the night made my chest seize. Not only because I would miss him, but also because I knew there was a chance he could get hurt in his line of business. I'd seen the guns between his mattress. I'd seen the bloody plastic wrap in his trunk before he disposed of it. I'd seen him talking to a frightening man in a hundred thousand dollar Tom Ford suit inside of a million dollar car surrounded by blacked out SUV's. I'd seen the two bullet wounds on his chest. I'd seen the graves of his three brothers and his father. I'd seen his mother bawling, tugging his jacket, begging him with everything she had to stay home. I'd seen the stacks of hundreds taped to the back of his toilet in the house he and his mother lived in that payed for. A house no teenager his age should be able to afford, the garage of which he parked his 80+ thousand dollar muscle car in next to his mother's Mercedes and his sister's Beamer. I had no idea what he really did, but it was definitely not a simple inheritance from his deadbeat dad. Nick never told me what he did. We never went out in public. He was always super secretive of how, when and where he picked me up. I hated when he left. I never knew if I'd never see him again. I had awful fears of him ending up behind bars. Nightmares of him ending up wrapped in plastic in someone else's trunk. I could only silently beg him to come back to me. But somehow, he always did. ----------- That's all for now. Have a great day, a great cum, a few good drinks and some bitchin weed. Fuck Donald Trump. -----------