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Scandalous Boys by Larkin.       All rights reserved 2014

jet2larkin  at  Geemail   dot   com    (reinterpret)

This is a short series of sexual encounters that shape this young person's life.   

Part 2

At my age, love wasn't the issue. Intoxication with jerking off would be much more accurate. You could say that I didn't miss Gunter as much as missed what we did together. Now that he had moved onto girls, I would have to be open to new possibilities.

There was a girl Ashley, I think. We shared a class together and I noticed her staring at me. She thought maybe I was a nice boy and assumed that I would be a safe bet for cautious experimentation. It was a very awkward encounter. She begged me not to tell anyone. Ashley lay back and pretended to be asleep. I guess I was meant to take advantage of her. I felt her breasts and they were pleasant enough but I was fearful of the mysterious hole between her legs. I had no idea of what it consisted of. I imagined a nest of black pubic hair guarding a dark vortex. She waited and waited for me to do something and I tried to generate courage and passion but I just couldn't. Maybe I wasn't ready for girls just yet. She wasted no time telling everybody of this fact.

Sometimes I would go back to the woods to jerk-off. I pretended that Gunter was there with me or I would imagine meeting someone who wanted to do it too.

A year later, there was an incident. The paths that crisscrossed the woods were divided it into territories. Boys tore through the paths waging war on each other. Sometimes they would be on a rampage and you could hear them coming. Other times they employed stealth in a sneak attack. By being in the woods alone and being a kid without supporters or allies, I knew that I invited capture.

I imagined being taken prisoner by a bunch of out of control boys. They would tie my hands and take me back to their hidden fort. I would be stripped naked so that I would be afraid to run away. I would be on my knees so that even the smallest was standing taller than me. I would have to blow the leader. He was cocky and arrogant and he would use me to show the others just what he was capable of. The others watched and laughed. After that, I would have to blow all the others. They told me that I was going to be their slave and I would have to do whatever they say. Then they would prepare me for torture......

My dark and dirty daydream suddenly faded.

Part 2 Richie:

"Hey, what are you doin here?"

When I looked up I saw a kid standing over me. I knew him from school. Richie was older than me, slender and a bit taller. His hair was dark brown, straight and hung in bangs almost obscuring his eyes. His face consisted of a nose and a pouty mouth or maybe it was a smiling snarl? I wasn't sure which but it was both strange and attractive. Supposedly Richie was always in trouble. Just looking at him made me feel a part of that possibility.

I shrugged my shoulders to his question.

"How old are you?"

I said, "14."

He said, "Yeah, well I'm 15." He defiantly spit on the ground.

I hadn't been caught in the act of jerking off, but sitting on a rained on mattress in the woods was suspicious enough.

He sat down next to me tapped his pack of cigarettes so that several popped up making it easy to take one. I shook my head, no. Then he offered me a piece of gum which I did take. Without saying much of anything he was making eye contact with me. It made me uneasy at first but then he gave me a strange smile that disappeared almost as soon as it appeared. Then he put his hand on my pants and began feeling around for my cock. We moved closer and I immediately started doing the same. When my cock was exposed he leaned across and took it into his mouth. This when I realize that there were others in the world like me.

It was awkward being out in the open with other kids around but in spite of it, we both became intensely over-whelmed with each other. He was panting like he couldn't get enough. He pushed forward and put his tongue into my mouth. We were making out like a boy and a girl. His cock was very hard and bigger than mine. When we heard boys crowing in the distance, he suddenly pulled himself away from me.

"Let's get out of here? There's no one home at my house except my grandmother and she's fuckin crazy."

Getting up, we made our way out of the woods.

Richie lived on what was considered the bad side of town.

We were hurrying along when he said to me, "I can lock my door and we can do anything we want to."

Gunter never put words to our intentions but this kid was laying it out like a master plan.

He brushed his hair away showing me his mischievous green eyes, then he stopped and whispered in my ear. "If you want, we can get naked. You want too?"

His house was run-down and needed painting. Inside we climbed a steep, narrow stairway and went into his room. It was shabby, smelling like socks and underwear. Richie turned and locked the door.

We heard this old woman's voice. "Richie, is that you?....Richard, answer me!"

"Yes grandma, who else would it be?"

He looked at me and grinned, "She can't even climb up the stairs cause she's so fuckin fat!" He laughed.

He put one hand on my chest and push me back onto the bed. Then he pulled off my shoes and continued until I was naked and he still had all his clothes on. He got between my legs and started sucking my cock and licking my balls. Then he turned me over and started licking out my behind. This wasn't in any of my encounters with Gunter.

He took off his clothes and I did 69 for the first time. The urgency was so great that Richie came into my mouth and I came into his. It was so perfect.

After, we formed a Gemini together and Richie lit up a cigarette. "Hey Christopher, can you stay over with me tonight? If you can, we can fuck around all night long."

I quickly said, "Ok, but I have to call home."

Richie put on his underpants that showed a bulging dick and went downstairs to get the phone. It had a cord and only reached to the top of the stair. I called my mother and lied about who I was staying with in case she knew about Richie's unfortunate rep.

When that issue was settled, he hugged me and said, "Fuckin-A!"

I wasn't in the habit of using bad language like Richie, but I was learning.

He taught me how to kiss too. Never having done it before, the feeling of his tongue going in and out of my mouth was unexpected and intense. Stupid as I am, I thought kissing was romantic and civilized but with Richie it was all about putting his spit into my mouth and mine into his. All uncertainty about what we were doing would vanish and my cock would get so hard. I loved it and quickly became addicted.

After going out and bringing back a pizza, we sat and talked.

Richie had this fascinating wicked side. He blew smoke in my face and then laughed. "So Christopher, who else do you fuck around with?"

Not wanting to betray a confidence, I shrugged my shoulders.

His voice was whiny and sarcastic but. "Oh come on, you had to do something with someone to be so hot with me."

I still wasn't going to tell.

"Guess what, I know who, cause I seen you. You was suckin dick with that crazy German."

I think my face turned red.

"I saw you two because I was hiding and I was jerkin-off at the same time."

How could I not own-up to it? Richie kept laughing.

"Fuck, I wanted to be you. He's got the biggest dick I ever saw... And you had it in your mouth and I was wishin it was me..You know, I came onto him once but he wasn't interested in me at all."

The image of Richie coming on to Gunter really bothered me.

Richie could see it. To defuse it, he climbed on me and face to face, we started kissing and jerking off together.

"Big dicks are hard to resist but, Christopher but you are much cuter and your ass tastes so good."

I gave him a puzzled look.

He laughed, "What?..You never licked ass before, it's good. You tasted good."

Richie lifted one leg exposing his rear hole. "Here, come on, try it get in there and lick my asshole."

I was apprehensive. "I don't know isn't it dirty to do that?"

Richie answered, "Yeah, that's what so fuckin hot about it. It's what you do before you fuck someone to make it easy. If you gob a bunch of spit up there then you dick will slide in and out easy.

I must have looked serious. "I've never had that done and I've never done it to anyone."

Richie got up on his knees and lifted both my legs up and pushed them way back. He showed me how to trap them in place with my elbows leaving my butt hole completely exposed. I felt very vulnerable He rubbed spit all over my butt hole and began probing with his finger.

I was worried. "What if I fart?"

He frowned at me, "Don't be such a pussy!"

I felt his finger sliding in and out of my butt. "Isn't it going to be smelly?"

This time Richie laughed. "Yeah, isn't it great!"

Then he heaped more spit into my hole.

Still in my compromised position Richie asked me. "Tell me the truth, you never been fucked before?"

I said, faintly, "no."

He seemed pleased but I was apprehensive, even a little afraid.

“I'm not sure if want to do this..”

He answered me. “Will you just shut the fuck up!”

He was over me trying to aim his cock at my hole.

He leaned forward over me and whispered, "Don't worry, it 'll be fun, just relax and let it happen."

He was right owing to the fact that he took his time and that his cock was modest in size, being plowed changed my perspective forever. When I learned to give up all resistance and when he got going, it was wonderful.

In the wee hours, in Richie's messy room, I mounted him from behind and fucked his easy hole. It was fun but from the first, I think I preferred to have it done to me rather than to do it to him.

I thought to myself, "Maybe I really am a pussy?"

We would meet every day after school and I was getting fucked up my butt every day. I was getting to love it but it was a requirement for me to return the favor. Perhaps we were too much alike.

I asked him who did it to him first. He was silent for awhile and said, “I was much younger and it was a man.”

I was curious. “Was it a stranger or someone you knew?”

Usually a vivid story teller, he refused to elaborate beyond saying that it was someone he knew.

What I liked about Richie was that he was funny, exciting, rude and adventurous. He wasn't afraid to do anything and then he'd make me do it too. The dirtier the sex the more he liked it. I admit that I liked it, just as long as I was his helpless victim.

One day, as quickly as it started, it just ended. I sensed that he was losing interest in me and I should have seen it coming. I was surprised that lasted almost 4 months. Richie always had an eye out for new possibilities.

He always say things like, "Ooo I bet that boy has a big dick.." or "Wouldn't you like your tongue up his butt?"

I was accustomed to going to his house, letting myself in and climbing the stairs to his room. This time his door was locked.

From inside his room I heard a muffled commotion. "In a minute!"

I said, "Richie, it's only me."

He opened the door and I saw that he was only wearing his underwear. His dick was stickin up but he didn't let me in. I looked passed him and saw a smiling kid sitting on his bed. The kid was much younger than me and was wearing shorts and a Disney World tee shirt. I'd guess, maybe only ten. Richie was getting ready to give him a rude and dirty education.

I told Richie that I'd come back later. I never did.

Later on, I regretted not joining them but I knew it was over.

The great thing about Richie was that we did everything. I liked how his body smelled, I liked how he peed into underwear just for fun. I liked licking out his butt and licking his balls when he was jerking off. I liked how he'd take me over and fuck me until he came up my ass. He always had this twisted smile on his face and had no reservations when he squirted cum all over my face. It was pure intense adventure and for me, there would be no turning back..

I owe Gunter for introducing me to sex but I owe Richie for introducing me to the nasty world of boys.

con't

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