Date: Tue, 26 Jul 2005 13:19:01 EDT
From: Robby
Subject: Middle School Memories -- Part 15b

This story is a work of fiction.  Any resemblance to any person, living
or dead, is purely coincidental.  This story contains descriptive acts of
sexual behavior between boys under the age of 18.  Read at your own
risk.  Otherwise, enjoy!


Middle School Memories ... Part 15b


Kyle stood with the sun at his back, his shadow cast on Stephen and I.  A
weird smile was on his face.

"What do you want?" I asked again.

"Oh, I think you know," he said.  "Couple of little faggots can certainly
think of something."

With that he put his fingers into his soccer shorts and pulled them to
the ground.  He was wearing a jock strap.  Some of his pubic hair was
poking out of the sides of the fabric cup.  By the way the cup bulged, I
figured he had a fairly decent tool.  He then inserted his fingers into
the straps of the cup and pulled it down to his ankles.  When he stood
up, his rod pointed straight into the air.  It looked to be about 7"
long.  He rubbed it with with his right hand.

"I haven't been relieved in a few days.  What do you say boys?"

"What if we don't?" Stephen said, pullng his shorts up.

"Oh, then I think everyone at school will know about what I found here."

That was a threat neither of us wanted, although I was pretty sure it was
getting around tat I like dick.  I looked over at Stephen, then back at
Kyle.  He stood with his hands on his hips, his dick pointing straight
up.

"I'll do it," I said to Stephen.  "And then we can get the hell out of
here."

I walked over to Kyle and sank to my knees.  I took his dick with my
right hand and lowered it into my mouth.  I wasn't looking to pleasure
him, just get him off as quickly as I could.  I began bobbing my head up
and down about half the length of his dick.  Within a few minutes, Kyle
started to get into it.  He put his hands on my head, holding it still.
He then began fucking my face, pushing his tool deep into my mouth.  I
couldn't help but get turned on, my own dick stiffening.

In the next few minutes, Kyle was thrusting his dick in and out of my
mouth furiously.  All the sudden, he pushed his dick into my mouth as far
as it would go, shooting a large load of cum down my throat.  His hands
held my head tightly as his dick spasmed several more times, dumping more
sperm into my mouth.

Kyle then pulled his dick out of my mouth.  He pulled up his cup, his
boned dick sticking out of the top of it.  He next pulled up his shorts.
He started walking back to his boat.

"We're square then?" asked Stephen a bit nervous.

"Yeah," he said.  "We're square.  I just don't hope I don't let this slip
in the lockerroom."

He started up his boat and spead away.  Stephen looked at me, wooried.

"Don't worry about it," I said to him assuringly.  "He won't say
anything.  He's all talk."

I put my clothes back on.  We got into Stephen's boat, and was able to
get back to his house.  When we returned.  Tyler was talking to Kyle on
the back porch.  As Stephen and I walked up to the house, Tyler was
smiling at me, so was Kyle.

"Kyle tells me you two were running around naked out there," Tyler said.

"That promise didn't last very long," Stephen said.

"Don't worry, we're buds.  He won't tell anyone.  Well, won't tell anyone
if you support my claim."

"What claim?" I asked.

"That you're a really hot kid, and a great fuck," Tyler said, rubbing his
crotch.  "Why don't we all go into my room and talk about this a little
more."

Stephen and I walked past Tyler and Kyle, who both had bulges in the
pants.  As we past by, Tyler grabbed my ass, and Kyle grabbed Stephen's
ass.  We went into Tyler's room which reaked of stale pot smoke.  As we
four entered, Tyler closed the door behind us.