Date: Sat, 19 Jan 2019 15:35:41 +0000 From: Robbie Robot Subject: BANGED AWAY BANGED AWAY BANGED AWAY PART SEVEN © Van T Z Boi 2019 (The usual disclaimers apply, this remains the property of the author and you do not have permission to download and post this anywhere else without the author's permission. Please remember this is just a story and keep yourself safe. If you enjoyed this then please support nifty and make a donation; without nifty you would not be able to read and enjoy such fanciful creativity and they need your financial support so you can continue to enjoy nifty stories) (HEALTH WARNING: Due to the number of comments from nifty readers you are warned that reading this material may involve the self-indulgent loss of bodily fluid. Please ensure you have a supply of water, vitamins and minerals including; vitamin C, calcium, chlorine, citric acid, fructose, lactic acid, magnesium, nitrogen, phosphorus, potassium, sodium, vitamin B12, and zinc to replace that which may be lost whilst reading this further chapter. A good supply of tissues should be close at hand in case of sudden emergencies!) (Thanks to all who have written and voted for story continuation it is nice to be appreciated, I do also enjoy reading your comments and observations and suggestions and I always look forward to reading your views on this or any of my stories. Please note the new email address lostinspace1966@protonmail.com. Now please read on and don't forget to vote. Till the next Time: Van T Z Boi) From Part Six Jackson smirked and then swiftly eased his rampant cock out of Jimmy's boypussy; jumping to his feet he turned to face the ogling teenagers. He stepped forward, his muscular body, trembling with lust faced the two youths, his body for the moment hid Jimmy from view. The light from the lamppost illuminated Jackson completely, his heaving excited horned up body, his impressive throbbing and precum dripping nine inches of jerking dick glimmered in the light where the streaks of his luminescent manjuices were lit up and he stood proud and majestically magnificent. "Like what you see," he boasted and placed his hands on his hips to accentuate his amorous state. He leered as he saw the two teenagers eyes were glued inevitably to the sight of his intimidating prick pole. Part Seven "What the.......Oh MY God do you see the size of that dong!" the teenager called Mitch stood within eye's reach of Jackson and astounded, his mouth nearly as wide open as his eyes. "Fucking 'ell, that's one motherfuckin' fucker of a prick," the other teenager was also stopped in his tracks. Jackson smirked and shook his hips, his jerking nine inches waved in the air, strings of pre-cum sliding of the tip of his dick to sway and fall to the ground. He stared at the two teenagers, whose eyes and mouths were still stuck in the boggled headset, the focus his juddering cock. "You can touch it if you want," Jackson spoke softly, enticingly and swayed one step closer to the staring stunned teenagers; his dick juddered as it veered and wafted about; his precum coated cockhead glittering in the sole lamplight that illuminated him. The teenager called Mitch twitched nervously and stole a glance at the other, "What d'yu think Clarky?" Jackson saw him lick his lips and his fingers clenched and unclenched. Jackson smiled; he could see the inherent hormonal interest and envy. "Fuck Mitch that is one big deal," the teenager now identified as Clarky shrugged his shoulders, his hands now located deep in his pockets and Jackson could see the slow movement of the teenager's trousers as he surreptitiously adjusted his clearly engorging teenprick. "Go on," Jackson moved towards Mitch, the slim teenager half stepped back but Jackson took another step which brought him close. "Oh Fuck," Mitch's eyes glazed and despite an impassioned plea in his glance at Clarky his hand inexorably extended and with a sudden jerk clasped Jackson's shaft, his trembling hand clutched Jackson's spongy length about half way down. "Feels, oh, oh so powerful," Mitch spoke in awe as engaged and inquisitively interested now he slid his hand along Jackson's shaft, almost to his balls and then back again quickly, then stopped his mouth hanging open as his stunned brain informed him what he was doing. "What's it feel like?" Clarky his hands still dug into his trousers leaned with hunched shoulders over Mitch's shoulder, his eyes darted from Jackson's dick to his face, seeking purpose for what was happening. Jackson could see the teenager was clearly intrigued despite his apparent disinterested stance, Jackson sensed Clarky's growing wish to do what he was urging Mitch to actually do "Fucking 'ell it's so different from mine!" Mitch was still lost in awe as his hand slicked up and down the stiffened shaft. "I've only see cocks like this on pornsites," his hand continued to squeeze and stroke the shaft but Jackson could see that Mitch was gearing himself up to touch his tickly shining helmet. "You a porn star doing one o'them picking up strangers for sex?" Clarky stood up straight and glanced suspiciously around, "I always thought they was acted, no one gets picked up like that for real." Clarky bent his head to look closer at Jackson's dick as it swelled and jerked in Mitch's hand. Jacksons noticed the brief flicking of a tongue as Clarky licked his lips. "I'm no porn star," chuckled Jackson, "this hot pecker of mine gets me all the pussy I want," he swung his hips and Mitch grabbed harder so as not to lose touch with his fascination. "You fucking well ought to be with a humungous dick that size," Clarky offered his opinion, "I mean even I might be tempted to pay see that fucker spunk up." "It's much better in real life, as when you do it for real, touching a stiff cock, #specially a big ol' fat dick like mine," Jackson took a half step closer to the two teenagers; neither backed away. "Fuck this feels so weird and so hot," Mitch brought his other hand up to feel Jackson' balls; "Fuck have you got a pair of bullsballs there," envy toned his voice as he looked at Jackson. Jackson grinned and leaned forward, his face close to the smaller teenager, "Now that you've got my dick in your hand, why not a kiss to say thank you," he smiled broadly at Mitch. For a long moment panic flared inside Mitch, he could not understand why his hand would not let go of the fat monster, it was like his fingers were glued to the pulsing fleshy rod and now this, this big dicked stranger was asking for a kiss. `Fucking `ell, kissing a guy' Mitch was confounded that his mind was actually considering what had been proposed,' no, asked for, no demanded!' Mitch breathed heavily and as he did so the powerful manly aroma exuded by Jackson invaded his nostrils, the heady musky scent powering though his head and making his thoughts spin and swim even more wildly. Mitch shook; his body trembling from head to toe; then with a nervous, 'don't you dare tell anyone' glance at Clarky he leaned upwards and forwards and kissed Jackson on the lips. Jackson grasped the teenager in his arms and kissed back, hard and heavy, Mitch rebelled and then as Jackson's overwhelming odour and his passionate probing tongue attacked his senses, his societal barriers came down and he opened his mouth to take the slithering tongue. Surges of delightful pleasure rocketed inside him and Mitch totally subsumed by Jackson's unsubtle seduction stepped closer to the naked body, he could feel the heat through his own clothes that radiated from Jackson's charged body and when Jackson's hand slipped inside his trackies, inside his Hilfiger's trunks to grab his own five incher he gasped and clung to Jackson, 'No one has made me feel like this' was his overwhelming thought as he felt his foreskin being tugged back and Jackson's practised hand wanked him harder that he had ever wanked himself, not only that the blazing tingling sensations that suddenly speared and rocked inside him were beyond awesome. "Oh Fuck, OOOOOOO FFFFFUUUUUCCCCK!!!!" Mitch gasped and mewled as shooting stars of soaring pleasure rocked through his body and stung his eyes. Jackson stroked the slim teenprick for a couple of minutes, carefully squeezed the tightening foreskin around the swelling helmet before letting go and easing his hand out of Mitch's trunks and his trackies. "Hey!" Mitch yelped, annoyed he added involuntarily, "Don't stop!" and then he blanched as he realised what he had just said out loud. "Actually I was expecting you to kiss my cock but the Frenching will do for a start," smirked Jackson and his hand moved to Mitch's neck, the stunned teenager sank easily to his knees and came face to face with the monster cock that was so confusing and, and so, so exciting him. Hormonally charged as any teenager he was befuddled and seriously horned up with charged lust, 'Fuck me! I want to, I really want to kiss his dick!' the realisation was followed by Mitch bending his head; this close, the heady stench of rampant horniness flooded into Mitch's sinus and on into his beleaguered mind. He leaned forward and his lips made contact with the sticky gooey covered patch of purpled pulsing skin. Jackson's dick pulsed and sent a further gloop of his precum which spilled over onto Mitch's lips, automatically the bewildered teenager licked his lips, "Fuck it tastes sweet!" he exclaimed aloud and although Clarky was standing inches away, he slobbered and sucked the fat bulbous head, sucking and swallowing the copious sticky gooey juice with delight, `a teenager baby at tit'. Malcolm quivered and moaned as the tingling rushes jetted along his sensual nerves, the pleasure mounted and grew as Andy's careful and yet insisting fingers probed and twisted inside his teenpussy. Andy watched the teenager quail and writhe, despite the slight difference in age Andy was much more experienced and with his own thirteenth birthday approaching he wanted to add to his score of cherry takings if possible. As the twelve year old sucked Malcolm's cock, the teenhelmet satiny soft and dripping with precum he recalled his first encounter with his own seducer. Always an athletic and full of energy individual, even as a seven year old he was adventurous and without fear, Andy was forever seeking to add to his adventures and extend his boundaries and sought every outlet that came within his radius. A keen footballer, he had badgered his father to let him attend one of the training weekends offered by one of the major football clubs, who ran these events as a way of scouting possible prospects. Finally, to shut him up, Andy had been herded onto the coach, his suitcase stashed away, he did not even bother to wave to his parents as he was talking to the teenager who sat beside him. His father waved farewell, his own head looking forward to a weekend without Andy's constant imploring. "You actually play in the Junior team!" Andy had been impressed and starry eyed as he looked at Grant. He stared in idolising admiration at the teenager he had been told to sit with on the coach journey. "Yeah," Grant grinned at the excited seven year old, already seeing the cute boy's non footballing possibilities. He was part of the Club's Colts section but mostly played in the reserve games, he was well aware that it was unlikely that he would be a star player, `a good workhorse' his personal trainer had told him. The artful skills he had shown in his younger years had failed to mature as he aged. `The best you could hope for is coaching' the Head Coach advised and invited Grant to help out with the training events such as the one which had brought him to the attention of the club; the Club also supported a coaching apprentice program and were keen to find suitable prospects for its support team. On his first such training event, Grant had found himself consoling a nine year old who was homesick, that led to his interest in young boys, whilst the `consoling' that time simply consisted of wanking and sucking the nine year old, the next weekend event brought him a willing eight year old, a cute happy boy that Grant had fucked continually over the weekend, even to meeting the boy at matches or supposed training sessions long after the training weekend ended, where the fucking continued. He looked at the eager and bouncy Adam and placed his hand on the boy's thigh and squeezed him. As the coach drove off and they continued to talk, Grant's hand slowly slid up and under the hem of Adam's shorts and gained access to the stiffening boycocklet he found there. Grant teased his fingers around the slim tube, finding the loose fold of skin and squeezing and easing it back and forth. Andy quite impressed and delighted that he was not only sitting beside one of the playing squad was too busy talking up the teenager to notice that his personal privacy had been invaded but then as the coach lurched over a pothole he found that something was squeezing him between the legs. He looked down where he could see Grant's hand inside the leg of his shorts and then he realised that part of his excitement with Grant had been the up till then unnoticed gentle rubbing and squeezing around his willie. "What are you doing?" he whispered, the lurch had also brought Grant's face close to his. "Just helping you to feel relaxed and welcomed," Grant's amiable excuse seemed to ease any worries boys had and Andy proved to be no exception. "Oh, okay," Andy replied and then twitched as a strange tickle tingle started to worm along his spine, `a nice sort of welcoming tickle' thought Andy and instinctively his legs opened wider, the sign that Grant had been expecting and waiting for; his insistent hand pushed further in, encompassing all of Adam's private parts and creating even more of the special tingles and tickles. The coach stopped at a service area, Grant happily led his new found pal off the coach, he was quite proud of the fact that Andy's shorts were heavily tented where his fully aroused boypricklet was at full stand. Andy followed the teenager to the furthest part of the line of cubicles in the washroom. He allowed Grant to slide down his shorts and briefs and actually hold his willie in his bare hands as he peed; that was odd and difficult, as with his willie stiff and standing so tall his pee went spraying into the air like a fountain before falling into the bowl; both laughed at the comical effect. Grant now sat on the seat; he continued to rub and stroke carefully at Adam's cocklet and then to Adam's surprise leaned forward and not just kissed his willie but began to suck it. Adam was quite taken with surprise and was stunned into a frozen stance but as Grant's swirling tongue suckled around his willie and the moist warmth of Grant's mouth made him feel even more lovely tingling tickles he relaxed and began to enjoy this amazing way of being welcomed. "You like that don't' you," Grant whispered in Adam's ear as he lifted his head, his fingers took over the wanking work. "Uh-Huh," Adam's head bobbed his approval and his knees buckled slightly as the sensations inside him flared and blazed away. "We're going to be special best friends, I can tell," Grant told him and dropped his head to suck the slim boypricklet even harder, teasing his tongue tip over the slight gap of Adam's slit. Adam jerked and twisted, the tingling and ticklings were making him do that but he just wanted the nice stuff to go on and on. Grant sensed that Adam was on the cusp, he worked his tongue and mouth swiftly, the combined squelchings and rasping across previously unknown sensitive nerve endings made Andy swoon and sway slightly as suddenly a bright heated tingle shot up inside him and he grabbed hold of Grant to stop himself from falling as the wonderful warming tickle stole all over his body and made him feel excited and very happy. Grant sucked Adam through his first ever dry cum, his right hand holding Adam safe, his forefinger primed between the soft globes and tapping across the puckered skin of Adam's boypussy. Once Adam had sighed and relaxed Grant slowed his sucking to a gentle kissing touch but his finger continued to rub Adam's pussy lips. "That was good wasn't it?" he smiled broadly at Adam. The seven year old with the wide open eyes and the happy smile on his face said "YES!" Back on the coach Adam looked down at the large pair of football shorts he was now wearing, his own grey shorts and his white briefs were in the bag above his seat, he sat back in the window seat and as the bus moved off Grant carefully opened the Velcro strip that held the crotch of the shorts together; the large size providing more loose material for him to hide underneath; now he had full and easy access to Andy's pricklet and continued to play and rub and stroke the seven year old on the last part of the journey, Adam having two more dry cums under his expert hands. The coach came to a final stop and Grant smoothed down Adam's shorts, reclosing the Velcro. He stayed close to Adam and assisted him to the room he would be sharing with the other young boys. "Can you help me with my stuff?" he asked Adam who grinned broadly at the other boys and followed Grant to his room. Grant dumped his case on the floor, tugged his small bag from Adam's hand and stripped Adam naked. He laid the boy on the bed and took his first pictures of Adam before sucking Adam to a huge drycum which roared inside his young body and sent his senses whirling. As he lay on the bed shaking and twitching, he observed Grant opening his shorts. Grant grinned, shimmied his shorts down below his knees and slid up the bed to hold his teenprick over Adam's face. Adam stared at the bright purple and pink head, the slight gap that opened and closed, he could see the gloopy shiny stuff that oozed out of the gap of Grant's willie. Before he had time to say or do anything Grant pushed his willie at his lips, instinct made Adam open his mouth and Grant's teendick slid inside. "That's it suck it real good," whispered Grant, "like I did you," he urged Adam. "You're mate sucks cock good," Jackson reached out and grabbed the stunned Clarky; he pulled the shocked teenager closer, closer and then captured Clarky's mouth. Panic stricken the horrified teenager struggled as Jacksons strong grasp held him in its tight but pressing grip; like Mitch he inhaled the horny musk of a man in rutting heat and his brain became as addled as Mitch's. Clarky's lips opened a fraction faster than Mitch's had, involuntarily he allowed Jackson's hands free reign to roam over his body as he accepted the squelching tongue that invaded his mouth and sent stinging strings of rapture flying around inside his head and his hormone charged teenage body. Jackson unsnapped Clarky's jeans and slithered the zip down, Clarky's denims slid down, down his thin legs to his ankles, his red Hanes trunks fell to his knees which buckled as Jackson's hand rubbed his exposed six inches of slim teenmeat. "No! No!" Clarky whispered softly as he felt the hormonal urges rise within him, 'this is so wrong!' his head told him whilst his teenpecker betrayed him by pulsing and swelling and demanding more, more! Aghast and yet enticed by what was happening the teenager felt his natural defences falling, breaking as his teenage hormones pushed him through the mental block in respect of male to male sexual contact. Jackson kissing heavily as the confused but slowly wilting Clarky moved from defensive to subjective acceptance as his own tongue pushed at Jackson's tongue; Jackson sucking the sliver of moist muscle as his probing hand caressed the throbbing boner that Clarky was making fully available. The grip around Clarky's neck was removed, Clarky staying liplocked as Jackson's free hand sought and found the succulent baubles that hung taut under the vibrating teendick. A further surge rocketed inside Clarky as the sensation of two hands caressing his privates swarmed inside his battered brain and bewildered he clung to Jackson, his body shaking as the tremors of sensual bliss flared inside him. Keeping the once reluctant and now avid teenager engrossed with the kissing and caressing Jackson manoeuvred Clarky's teenprick alongside his own which was even deeper inside Mitch's sucking mouth. "Take two boy," rasped Jackson as with a swift subtle movement he placed the tip of Clarky's teendick at Mitch's limpet mouth, a slow backward hip and the two cocks were side by side, as Mitch moved to recapture Jackson's dick he also opened wider to take his mate's teenprick as well as Jackson's monster, it was as though he hardly noticed the extra girths that filled his mouth. Clarky trapped in Jackson's arms, struggled only briefly as the sensations of having his teenprick sucked soared and surged, rampaging through his whirling senses. Jackson's persuasive kissing and stoking and touching his body, especially his nipples were equally confusing but what was paramount in his mind was that his dick loved being sucked. The warm moistness and the rasping of Mitch's tongue delivered shocking electric jolts of ecstasy and bliss. The small part of his mind that was still operating under the passion duress, informed him that he was losing his oral virginity to his mate; although he had boasted of his successful progress with various girls, not one that he had dated would touch his dick let alone take it in their mouths. His daily and nightly wanking fantasies had imagined what a mouth would feel like round his teendong, even to the several attempts to suck himself off which he had ingloriously failed to do, twice falling of his bed to land naked on his bedroom floor and only just managing to hide his bruised erection when his worried mother had burst through his bedroom door, concerned he had hurt himself. His swooning head also told him that the actuality was heavenly better than his fantasises and his body worked hard to produce more and more of his precum which spilled and was sucked and swallowed all the way down by Mitch. Jackson felt and sensed the teenager's gradual acceptance and eventual horny approval. Smiling he edged his dick out of Mitch's mouth, the engrossed teenager continued to suck his mate's dick with no protestation, the sweeter honey spicy flavour of Clarky's precum made the sweet toothed Mitch suck even harder. Clarky still unsteady on his feet his body and mind unbalanced by the surging pleasure rocking his body continued to accept Jackson's sensual massaging and kissing as instinctively his hands sought the steadying provided by Mitch's shoulders. Gently and delicately Jackson freed Clarky's upper clothing, Clarky dizzy with sizzling lust did not notice he was nearly naked, his sex-heated teenage body ignored the light breezes which played around his body, the cooler wafts making his teen tits pulse and stand even prouder up and off his chest. "Time to switch," Jackson pushed Clarky down onto his knees, with Mitch breathless and stunned Jackson held the two teenagers in his grip and pushed their heads together. Clarky oblivious just carried on kissing and Mitch aroused by the frantic activity responded fully. The two mates kissed hungrily, mouthing and tonguing each other in a frenzied manner, totally influenced by their raging hormones now that their horny lusts had been awakened. Jackson grinned and holding their heads in a lighter grip, Clarky and Mitch were clearly exploring each other in ways they would never have imagined, he slowly inserted his cock between their kissing lips. Mitch apparently happily once again sucking the nectar, then Jackson pushed towards Clarky's mouth, the teenager confused, his head whirling with the strange but invigorating sensations flying inside him and the heady aromas that all three were exuding at first jerked his head backwards but Jackson persisted. He thrust gently but insistently at Clarky's mouth and grudgingly the teenager took the fat head between his lips, his tastebuds immediately reacted to the sweet spiced flavour and his saliva flooded his mouth. Clarky automatically swallowed as his mouth became too full, he fully tasted the flavoursome juice that being a teenager and prone to like sweet stuff made him suck harder at Jackson's giving lollypop. "Suck your mate," Jackson shoved Mitch's head downwards, Mitch latched onto Clarky's teenprick again and sucked and licked as he too was enticed by the sugary salty spicy juice of his mate. Jackson held Clarky tight until he sensed the teenager was willing. He was enjoying Clarky's exploring of his dick, not the first time a boy had been so enticed by the effects of his humungous dick but it was time to ramp up the action. "Up here boy," he tugged Mitch to his feet, quickly he kissed Mitch hard, the teenager overwhelmed by the onslaught allowed Jackson full privileges. Jackson deftly undressed Mitch, like Clarky he gave no heed to the very public exposure of his torso, his trackies were loosened, they fell to his feet, coiling around his trainers, his off white Primark boxers were unbuttoned and they slowly slid down his legs until, they rested on top of his trackkies, by then however Jackson's tongue was deep in his mouth, his nipples were being pinched in a way he had never known could be so arousing and Clarky had both cocks in his mouth, sucking and swallowing the even sweeter concoction of the combine precum juices that flowed from the split lips of the cockhead pulsing in his mouth. Jackson waited for a while, `Clarky has the making of a damn good cockucker' he decided and then he eased his dick out of the willing mouth. Confounded and befuddled Clarky continued to suck Mitch's teencock. Mitch was well away inside his head, he turned his head to keep contact with Jackson's mouth as Jackson moved behind him. Still kissing the teenager and working Mitch's teats, his cock slipped into the crack of Mitch's arse, Mitch sensing the warmth of the fleshy tube that pulsed close to his teenpussy automatically leaned slightly forward allowing Jackson's cock to rest inside his crack. Jackson glanced behind him where Jimmy was sitting up, his mouth open, his young fingers fluting along his boypricklet and his eyes boggling at the unfolding scene. A flick of his beckoning fingers brought Jimmy up beside him. "Get the mobile," he whispered, "I want you to film this," Jackson had no qualms about blackmailing the two teenagers into further delights but he needed the proof to force the boys to do what he wanted in the future. Jimmy grabbed the mobile which had been filming his fuck in the park with Jackson and he quickly walked around the two teenagers, Jackson moving out of sight temporarily so that Clarky continued to suck Mitch on his own, Mitch enamoured by what he had experienced so far was actually pinching his own tits trying to copy the sensations Jackson had created. Grinning Jackson stepped back in once Jimmy had filmed the necessary blackmailing evidence he needed. "Switch over guys," Jackson's beguiling voice was commanding, Mitch went down on his mate of his own volition whilst Clarky stood up, his hands on Mitch's shoulders as his cock was once more pleasured in the warm moistness of a sucking mouth. Jackson, behind Clarky shoved his prick between Clarky's arsecheeks, his bloated width pushing the two creamy globes apart. Clarky instinctively leaned forward and Jackson's dick pulsed between the parted cheeks, his dick sensing the nearness of the teenagers pussy. Mitch sucked Clarky's teenprick enjoying the nectar that continued to pulse over his tongue. Smirking wickedly Jackson steeped back and Jimmy caught the two teenagers, this time with Mitch on his knees. 'I'm going to have a lot of fun with these two, ' Jackson chuckled quietly as he admired the two teenagers, already he could see them flat on their backs, their gleaming teenpussies gaping wide and pleading to be fucked. 'Once you take dick you never go back,' he thought, 'we ought to have that as our motto in the house' he chuckled even more at the thought. Carefully he took the phone from Jimmy's hands and stepped nearer in order to get some close ups of Mitch's tonguing and sucking Ckarky's teencrown, then he whispered, "Up you get Mitch and kiss Clarky, let him thank you for the blowjob." Mitch under Jackson's strange spell stood up and it was Clarky who kissed him first. Jackson kept his phone busy with close ups of the different tonguing actions, 'Clarky really does suckface,' he decided as he observed the decisive almost dominant way Clarky was leading Mitch. "Come on boys rub each other's pricks," he softly urged, supple hand sought and found the throbbing teenmeats, fingers squeezed and tugged down the loose foreskins, their teendicks swelling and stiffening even harder as the strange but exciting sensation of someone else's hand on your hardon sent further tingling surges rising up. Jackson handed Jimmy the phone so he could carry on the filming. Engrossed and subsumed by the nights events the two teenagers seemed oblivious to the memory that Jackson had been fucking someone and he instructed Jimmy to stay hidden but keep on filming. Jackson knelt down and removed the teenagers last items of clothing, he stashed the pile of clothing and trainers by the bench, creating a closer hiding place for Jimmy to film anything that happened. "Right boys time for some lessons," Jackson broke up the squelching kissing and wanking duo, Clarky and Mitch found themselves being directed to the safer darkened patch where he got them to sit down, side by side. Mitch and Clarky kept their eyes on Jackson as his aura beguiled and entranced them. "Now boys you need to know how to please your partner," his instructive teacher tone made them sit and listen attentively. "Now Clarky I want you to suck and nibble Mitch's nipples." Clarky turned to his pal, he saw the taut teat tips and he licked them and then sucked then. 'So different from Brina's' he thought as he compared the taut nubs with Brina's pouted teats, this close his mouth could sense Mitch's heartbeat which beat faster, racing quicker, the more he sucked and lip bit Mitch's teen tips. End of Part Seven To Be Continued...???????????????????????????????? (A possible insertion in the Institution or teenage defiling in the park - which sets your pulses racing? Are you IN or Out? Perhaps maybe you've been `banged away' too much? Or are you at the ready and need to find out what happens next? So then, if you do want more and really want me to continue this story then you have to write and tell me or this could really be the end. Don't forget if you like this then I have plenty more stories to whet your appetite, just look me up on nifty's prolific authors listing ( https://www.nifty.org/nifty/authorslist.html scroll down to V for Van T Z Boi ) . 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