MARLONS MONDAY
MARLONS MONDAY PART SIX
© Van T Z Boi 2019
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From Part Five
"Ooooooohhhhhhhh Ssssssssiiiiiiirrrrrr!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" Marlon squawked as the tingling blossomed into full on delight and torturous pleasure, this time his tubes twitched and undulated, forcing with the internal musculature of seminal delight the heated drops of freshly minted spunk. Marlon felt the tremendous sensation as the small jet of teenjism was prodded from point to point inside him before the hot jet emerged, scorching his gaping cockslit as the exploding string emerged to jump up and fall even quicker onto his sparse nest of pubic hairs. Almost instantaneously Mr Longprong's balls delivered their own steamy juices, the heavy viscous liquid pounded along his hidden pathways, spinning wildly as they were jetted into Marlon's heaving teencunt, the hot juices cooling down as they met the warm spunkfest that cushioned Mr Longprong's ejaculating prick as he battered past delight and into ecstasy unbound. Growling as his cock spat and delivered the orgasmic load, Mr Longprong continued to plunge and maraud the squelching funnel that continued to squeeze and entice him deeper and deeper. His hips jerked and shuddered as the final judderings expired and he dropped atop Marlon panting more heavily than a marathon runner.
"Who's next?" Mr Longprong grinned avariciously at his class of seething boys.
Part Six
Marlon gazed up at the crowding teenagers, his classmates jockeyed for position around his naked and twitching body, His head swam as he saw for the first time ever all his fellow students, naked and to a youth erect and dripping. His eyes swung from one to the next of the jerking and throbbing teenage pricks that were on display. He hardly noticed the hubbub as each of the jumping youths raised their hands and battered Mr Longprong with their cries of "Me! Me, I want to go next!"
The History teacher relaxed on his heels, his fat cock drooled the last of its juices down on Marlon's body, the stringy strands merging as they landed with the pools of teenspunk that Maron had blasted onto his stomach.
Mr Longprong turned his head behind him, Ted Smallpiece knelt there his tongue hanging out and a scared and frightened look in his eyes. `I kissed his arse,' Ted's head repeated over and over, `tongued his manpussy. Oh God he's gonna beat the crap out of me,' Ted's internal misery swelled inside his whirling brain. He gazed into Mr Longprong's eyes, wondering what the teacher was thinking.
"How about it Ted?" Mr Longprong, "let's see if you can put that teenrod of yours too as good effect as your tongue."
Ted trembled as he saw his teacher turn to the side, his hand reaching out to grasp Ted's four slim inches of teenmeat, Ted gazed wildly at the crowing boys, his eyes were drawn to the waving and bobbing array of teenmeat, he could not help but be envious of some of those he saw. `Bugger it some have much bigger cocks than me!' his head boggled.
"Come along lad, Marlon is waiting," Mr Longprong tugged on Ted's teendick, Ted lurched to his feet and followed his yanked teenprick towards the writhing figure on the desk.
For the first time Ted took in the sight of Marlon's naked body twisting and twitching on the table, he saw the slim shaft of Marlon's teenrod pulsing and jerking, Marlon's balls tight against his groin, the two rounds clearly outlined within the taut sac. Below that he saw the gaping teenpucker, the bloated reddened lips gaped and shone with a pearlessence gleam where Mr Longprong's manly juices clung to the satiny skin. Ted felt his own teenprick lurtch and bloat, he looked down, he swore to himself that it seemed to have grown another half inch. The dark mauve tip of his glans was halfway out of his foreskin and as he watched, his eyes boggled when of its own accord the flesh rolled back to lock into place under the ridge of his helmet. A glitter of precum oozed from the tip.
"You're ready, really up for it lad, I can see that," Mr Longprong's hand moved to his back and gently pushed Ted closer to Marlon.
Marlon waited, lusty expectation surged within him. He stared as Ted timorously approached, he saw the gleaming teendick and smiled, encouraging.
"For fucks sake get a move on," someone shouted.
"Yes I want a piece of that slut," another shouted. More calls and jeers followed, Ted staggered forward, propelled by his teacher. As he stumbled his teendick made contact with Marlon's naked body, his teenprick rubbing up alongside Marlon's twitching shaft.
"Need a bit of help boy," Mr Longprong was there, gently his fingers gasped Ted's teenfucker and guided it to the swollen lips of Marlon's teenpussy.
Ted let out a long groaning moan of ecstasy as his teencock slid inside the wet warmth of Marlon's fuckhole, `I want to remember this,' he said to himself as he felt the moist heat encase him and draw him further inside. Marlon sighed as his teenpussy was again filled. Ted stood still for a moment glorying in the amazing sensations of having his teencock inside someone at last. `So much better than anything I've imagined,' he told himself recalling some of the fantasy expectations of his teenager wankings. Mr Longprong shook his head and placing his hands around Ted's waist started moving him back and forth, Ted quickly twitching and juddering as wave after wave of tingling heated surges flooded up inside him and especially along his backbone. Mr Longprong manipulated Ted's torso until Ted grabbed Marlon's body and began levering himself. `Oh Fuck this is so Awesome!' Ted's thoughts swirled and surged as his body instinctively moved and rocked and bucked as his tingling lusts suggested and demanded.
Marlon felt Ted's teenprick swell inside him, he lifted his legs to cross them under Ted's globes, here he could pressurise Ted into harder and deeper thrusts. His teennub swollen and pulsing sucked at the lumpy bulge of Ted's teencock and Marlon gasped as a flare of delight hurtled through him. Ted felt the effects of the surge on his helmet, the quickening compressions around his spongy bulb made him pant and he jerked and thrust even harder. As Marlon continued to direct him with grabbing and pushing Ted sensed the oncoming orgasm. He grit his teeth as the massive hot rocketing tingle shot through him, his balls shuddered as they blasted the best load ever put of the frenzied spheres, through his tendrils, up the spongy recess of his spawning teendick until the spermy strings bulleted from the tip to pelt Marlon's membranes before sliding and being immersed in the spunk pond that was growing inside Marlon's teencunt.
"FUCK! FUCK! FUCKING HELL! I've cuuuuummmmmmm," Ted's rooster crow rose above the hubbub of the rest of the class who stood around him.
"Me next!" "Me, Me!" the furious calls rocked Ted and Mr Longprong's ears. Mr Longprong slid his hands around Ted's trembling form and tugged him away from the wriggling Marlon. As Ted was swung through the air, his shrinking teenprick spurted a final gooey strand of teenspunk which floated, momentarily airborne, before dropping to the floor. Ted grunted as he felt the loss of the tight glove which had held him but he landed on his feet, one toe splattering in the small gloop of his spunk.
Mr Longprong reached out and grabbed one of the waving hands, Simon a red headed fourteen year old with white almost translucent skin was catapulted forward. Simon stared at Marlon's twitching body, he caught sight of the gape of Marlon's teenpussy, it did strange things to his insides which churned and spun, his teencock however swelled and pulsed, it gleamed where he had been working his teendew over his dark pink helmet and down his glowing sheeney shaft.
`Another virgin!' Mr Longprong recognised the questioning glare in Simon's eyes. Swiftly he grasped Simon's slim four inches and pushed it towards Marlon's hanging hole. Simon propelled by the grasp, stumbled, cracking his toe against the table leg but his grunt of pain was lost in the growling yelp as his teencock was sucked squelchingly inside Marlon's fuckchute.
"Oh, ooooohhhhhhhhooooooohhhhh," Simon wailed as he found himself working his hips, the warm tingles that rippled up and along his teendick, his teenage hormones told him all he needed to know and he bent over Marlon's body, ramming his teenrod inside the quivering hole. Part of him saw Marlon's teenprick twitching and trembling, `need to wank!' Simon's brain informed him, confused about fucking and wanking he fucked Marlon and wanked Marlon's teenshaft. Why does my dick feel so different in my hand?' his confounded brain questioned as the lust driven part made him thrust his teenrod deeper and quicker inside the hot glove that encased it. `It's not like when I humped my hot water bottle,' Simon `s head was working overtime as it sought to understand the intensity of the flares and surges of sweltering sensations that were coursing through his body.
Marlon cried out as Simon in his confused state rubbed his teendick with a severity; this was done in conjunction with the explosive fact that Simon was ejaculating his spunk. Simon rocked on his heels as his body went into an extreme contortion as he orgasmed standing up. `I'm not in the shower am I?' his brain confused with what was happening was attempting to understand the standing climax which was extreme in its pleasure but there were no falling drops to wash away the traces. Marlon sighed as he felt the teenprick inside him explode; he was disappointed with the so short duration.
"Next," he blithely called out.
"What happened, what did I just do?" Simon bleated as he was unceremoniously yanked out and off Marlon's body.
"You," Mr Longprong barked at the dark haired figure that was closest.
Roger Medeip stepped quickly forward, holding his slim five inches of teenmeat in his hand the fourteen year old wasted no time, as he moved he aimed his exposed bulb on the top of his shaft at Marlon's open teenpussylips and plunged in deep, he followed this with several rutting thrusts.
"Nice fuckhole Marlon," he grunted as he slowed, the more to enjoy the tight compressions of Marlon's teenpussy.
Marlon sighed; he could tell that Roger must have had some experience in dicking. He looked up at the dark haired teenager, he noticed the taut upraised teats that protruded from Roger's chest and reached up to twist the right side nub, Roger immediately shoved even harder and slightly deeper inside him. `Nice fucking,' thought Marlon, `shame about the acne,' he closed his head to the pustules that dominated Roger's face and along his neck.
Roger moaned as he felt his knobend reach and run against the soft squelchy bulge that he knew had to be Marlon's nutter. `His teenbud is easier to reach than Dan's' he noted. Quick memories of the holiday friendship that had turned into a hot lusting affair quickened his thrusting. Dan had been in the next beach hut to theirs on the sands of Ramsgate. Both being the only sons in their families meant they quickly paired up, playing ball games, swimming and just hanging out. It was on the third day when they were licking ice creams on the promenade wand watching the beach, scanning in Roger's case for girls.
"I could fuck that blonde easy," he muttered to Dan.
"Which one?" Dan turned his head.
"There the one with the blue bikini," Roger carefully waved his hand; he did not want to draw attention by pointing.
"Yer, nice looking tits," Dan commentated as they finished their ices.
On the way back to the beach they passed the blond girl, up close Roger thought he could see the gap of her pussy and suddenly felt the quick swelling between his legs.
"Come on," he started to run for the sea, hoping to get underwater by the time his dick bloomed into full hardon status.
"What the," Dan sprinted after Roger and they both dived into the sea, Roger swimming furiously until he felt he was safe. Panting he stood on the sand, the sea came up well above his waist and he stood there. He could feel the tightness of his swimming trunks against his swollen teenknob.
"What the fuck was that for," grunted Dan as he arrived.
Roger took a deep breath, `was this something he could share with his new pal?' he took the chance.
"Sorry but I got a hardon when we passed the blondie," he said softly, his eyes twisting from side to side to make sure no one else was close by.
"Is that all," Dan was scathing but he stepped close and to Roger's surprise he felt Dan's hand touch him between the legs.
`What the fuck!' was his immediate thought but the touch of a different hand on his teencock only made it swell even more and he stood there frozen in both panic and a surge of lust.
"Nice sized cock," grinned Dan and he squeezed Roger gently, Roger gasped as a hot flare of pleasure rocked up inside him, still paralysed he allowed Dan to squeeze him again. The pleasure surged even greater and then his head kicked in and he ducked under the water.
For a moment he floated, his head whirling and then he pushed off swimming underwater, surfacing a few feet away. Dan was still standing in the same place but he was scanning the sea. As soon as Roger splashed to the surface he grinned and dived towards him. Energised by the flare and excitement of his hormones Roger raced away, the two swam fiercely, butting against each other and then as Roger felt he had to stop to get his breath Dan came up close and surfaced right against him. Roger was suddenly conscious of Dan's naked skin touching his, Dan was so close that as he came up to stand, their groins touched, Roger felt the spongy softness of Dan's teenpackage, only for a moment but the intimate touch brought on another hardon.
"FUCK!" Roger yelped as he felt his teenprick bloat heavily.
"I know that sound," grinned Dan and Roger again felt the touch of Dan's fingers moving up and down his teenprick, enveloped in his lusty desire Roger was again paralysed as Dan fingered his shaft.
"What are you doing?" he hissed, his eyes flickering around, they were well away from the shore where the sandy beach stretched far out into the sea and he was glad to see they were alone.
"Just helping out a mate," smirked Dan. "We do it all the time at scout camp, it's no big deal," he chuckled.
Roger stared at his new pal, the arousing tingling inside him was messing with his head. `Helping out a mate? What the fuck does he mean by that? Bollocks my dick feels so good the way he's touching it. Oh bugger me what am I getting into?' his head rocked with unspoken and unanswered questions. Just then one of the larger waves rolled over and past them, it was enough to slightly unbalance them and they both floundered for a moment in the tumult of the tidal surge.
"Better get back," Dan said as they regained their footing.
"Uh huh," Roger replied, the sudden loss of contact and the shock of the wave had broken down his ardour, he could feel his teenprick shrink swiftly. Slowly they swam back to shore.
The two families were sharing out their lunch as they arrived back. Eating and drinking with company soon made Roger forget about what had happened. After lunch the two quite naturally headed off to walk along the cliff, they knew they could not swim after eating and it had become their `thing' to go for a long rambling walk.
"You okay?" Dan has asked, they had been walking in silence when usually they chatted and larked about on their ramble. "You've been very quiet, not like you?"
"Sorry," Roger blushed, getting away from the beach and being almost alone his thoughts had slipped back to the events in the sea and he wondered furiously about it. Strange thoughts interwove themselves in his head and he felt a trembling unsteadiness inside him.
"You still horny?" Roger was brought to a standstill at Dan's question. He gurgled unable to speak, again frozen to the spot, worst of all his teencock swelled in his shorts as Dan's question provoked him. "I'd be glad to help you out," Dan stepped closer, his fingers travelling up and down the growing tent in Rogers shorts, Roger never noticed the hopeful tone in Dan's voice. "My Patrol leader says I'm a great wanker," Dan spoke conspirationally, a soft whisper between them as his fingers pressed against the bulge in Roger's shorts.
Roger was torn between his horror at being touched in his private places and the surging hormone driven want that surged and seethed inside him. He caught Dan's hand but did not remove it, for a long moment they stood on the wooded path, Roger stock still as Dan's fingers continued to squeeze and caress him.
"Better take this off the path," Dan muttered throatily, he stepped away from Roger and strode into the trees that lined the path.
Roger quailed and then trembling followed Dan into the woods.
Dan stopped by a leafy bush, "This will do, no one can see unless they actually walk past." He sat down on the long grass and patted the space beside him.
Roger carefully sat down, the teenlump in his shirts made such movement difficult and he grunted as he sat down, a hurting twinge hit him as his cock was caught in the folds of his shorts. As he panted through the ache, Dan was already undoing his fly. Roger stared down as his plump bloated five inches was revealed.
"Nice dick," Dan's complimentary comment whilst initially shocking was somehow pleasing in Roger's ears. He could only grunt a response as Dan's grabbing of his shaft and the subsequent caressing only sent sparkling lights searing across his eyelids. "Hey relax Rog," Dan said gently, "it's only a wank between friends,' his fingers were as insistent as the desire that ran through Roger's blood. Roger panted hard as surges of intense pleasure wove up and down his spine, unconsciously he relaxed, spreading his legs wider, allowing Dan greater access between his legs. "Be easier and safer if we take these off," Dan was almost humming as he worked Roger's shorts down and off. "Don't want any spunk stains to show do we," he grinned.
Roger balanced on his palms, his legs akimbo, stared down at his exposed groin, his suntanned thighs were whiter in gradient where his trunks and shorts shielded him from the sun. Dan sat beside him and then his fingers were again fluting up and down his teendick, the supple fingers gently easing his foreskin clear of his helmet which glittered in the sun's rays, his precum oozed heavily from his slit. Roger sighed as a particularly heavy jolt of warm tingling delight washed over him.
"You're making a lot of juice," Dan spoke quietly, "maybe you shoot a lot too, your T-shirt could get spunked on," Dan's fingers moved to his T-shirt, Roger subservient allowed its removal. Roger lay naked apart from his sandals, he was conscious of the tickling grass against his exposed and naked skin. He made no move when Dan's hand stole down his legs to slide off his sandals, the fact he was totally naked in an exposed space was lost in Roger's head which was now only concentrating of what was happening between his legs.
Trembling but acquiescent Roger closed his eyes as Dan's hand roamed fully and freely over his body, touching and rubbing and stroking everywhere but especially his teenknob which throbbed and jerked rapidly. He sighed as Dan's hand cuddled his ballsac, quivering as Dan fondled the two inner spheres; all the time one hand continued to rub his teendick which jerked and throbbed harder and bigger that he had known. Quivering rapidly and breathing hard Roger twitched and writhed as Dan's expert hands brought him to peak after peak, the heights of pleasure far beyond any caressing of his own.
"Oh fuck I'm cumming," he bleated as he felt the surging tingling tickling heat seethe and soar inside him.
Dan's fingers quickened and pressed harder around his teencock, the extra pressure and speedy rubbing increased the intensity of Roger's pleasure. Roger bucked; his body lurched slightly off the ground with the ferocity of his climax. His cockhead bloated and spurted quickly, six heavy jolting bolts of his teencum exploded into the air, the pleasure was so heavy and intense Roger could not recall how many other spurts had followed, he was already shaking with the strength of his Dan induced orgasm.
"Nice load," Dan commented as his fingers continued to caress and stoke Roger's drooling teenmeat, his own experiences and knowledge informing him when to slow and ease his pressure.
In the heat of his ejaculation Roger blushed at the compliment. `I'm confused about this but bollocks that was some cum I had!' his brain rocked and twisted as his memory locked onto what he had felt to make sure he remembered every ecstatic moment. He looked down where Dan's slim fingers continued to gently stroke his bloated but softer teenmeat, somehow the slow caressing was comforting. Roger trembled and twitched as the pleasurable sensations itched and tingled inside him. `I ought to stop him,' he told himself but the tender caressing following such a heavy ejaculation played with his sensibilities, Roger found himself relaxing, a drowsy sensation came over him and he sighed.
"You ought to sunbathe naked," Dan smiled, his fingers rolled about Roger's cockridge, pressing the squidgy bulge through Roger's foreskin which had rolled back over his helmet.
"Huh," Roger jerked at the proposal. "Nude?" he tremulously asked.
"Yep, I do it all the time, sometimes at camp we have naked days, no tan lines," Dan chuckled and as Roger looked askance, Dan hooked his fingers in the waistband of his shorts and eased them down and off his tanned legs.
Roger stared, `It's true he has no tan lines,' unconsciously his eyes were drawn to the sight of Dan's teenprick, the stubby wedge pointed up his stomach, the head just above the patch of curly hairs. `His dick looks fatter than mine but not as long.' As Roger's thoughts roamed Dan moved to remove his T-Shirt, Roger had seen his torso before but not in such a sexually charged situation.
"Come on let's find a sunny spot to sunbath in," Dan was getting to his feet. "Get rid of that pale area of yours," he stood in just his sandals, his tanned body smooth, the honey hue shining in the shadows.
Roger twitched but Dan's easy manner gave him a burst of confidence. He leaned down to put on his sandals and then stumbled to his feet; his body was still askance after the forceful orgasm. Dan leant down and passed Roger his clothes, together they padded through the wood and then Dan pointed at a glade where the sun shone down on an exposed grassy space.
"That looks okay," Dan pushed forward.
The two entered the sun bathed copse, Roger could see through the trees the sun glinting of the distant sea but as he stared around the clearing he could not see any nearby track, the only sounds were of the forest, the birds chirruping, the leaves moving in the overhead breezes, the normal sounds of nature undisturbed by man's intrusion. Dan studied the sun and the ground and walked to a spot partway down.
"Here will do, the sun will drop towards the west that-away," Dan spoke with authority and Roger accepted his new pal's clear expertise.
The grass was warm under his naked backside as he sat down, the sun's rays hot on his skin. Dan sat down beside him kicking of his sandals, Roger followed his example. He watched as Dan stretched out, noting the swell of Dan's teenprick, he saw that Dan's ballsac was covered with more hairs than his own, the sac looked slightly swollen.
"You're hard again," Dan grinned and Roger saw with a shock that his teenprick was again stiffening and pulsing.
Roger twitched as his teencock swelled and the lust blood surged.
"You want to go again?" Dan's whisper wafted into his ears.
End of Part Six
To Be Continued...?????????????????????????????????????????
(So was yours a holiday of discovery as well? Was is sun, sea and sex for you, free from restraints? Perhaps Marlon's trials bring back that fantasy from long ago schooldays, that particular teacher, that out of reach schoolmate? Appetite engorged or still unsatisfied? Whichever if you want more and want me to continue this story why not write to vote for continuation and tell me - 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 V for Van T Z Boi ) . Please also make a different deposit in nifty's coffers for without them you would not be able to enjoy this further chapter. All the best, Van T Z Boi)
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