Pecking Order Chapter 7

PECKING ORDER AT THE BOYS SPRING HOP

Pecking Order at the Boys Spring Hop - Part Seven

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From Part Six

Bucky sank to his knees, the eight year old opened his mouth wide to take in his lover's teenprick and he sucked hard taking half their length inside his mouth before sucking on until his nose was tickled by the waving curly hairs. Lance stood boastfully proud, his hands by his hips his legs astride for balance as Bucky pleasured his teencock. The swirling tongue he knew so well scrubbed around his helmet, rasping along the ridge sending hit surging delight pounding through his groin; the fact that it was his lover, despite Bucky's youthful age was all important as his jock teendick was seen to be worshipped. Bucky slathered away, soaking Lance's dick with his saliva and the copious precum that swirled from Lance's slit. All the time Lance balanced on his heels, swaying as hot flaming desire blazed and fired up inside and tingling in his spine. As soon as Bucky decided that Lance's pecker was wet enough and he leant back, he kissed the dripping wet head, sucking just a gloop of precum and then he adroitly fell back his legs spread-eagled and ready to take Lance's dick. Lance fell to his knees slowly so as not to hurt himself, he grabbed the football shirt and folded it over several times before placing under Bucky's arse, Bucky arching his back to make it easier to position. As he bent forward Lance caught sight of the boypussy he had been plundering for four years now and still the sight of the boypucker sent a rousing blissful shock resounding inside him.

Bucky groaned, a broad smile that showed his white baby teeth as Lance poised himself his weight on his hands and knees, his dick proud and pulsing and rampantly juddering. Bucky reached for and took the throbbing rod in his hand and guided it to his wet boypussy lips both moaned, a familiar sound to them both as the plump head followed by the long shaft slid inside, Lance relishing the tight compactness around his dick as it slid home and Bucky loving the tingles that the slow entry produced as first his boypussy was expanded and then closed around the shaft the two different sensations producing greater and more enjoyable tingling delights. Lance poised at the ready, for just a couple of seconds as he sensed the gently pulsing of Bucky's boybud against his teencrown. Bucky waited, his anticipation growing as he felt the vibration just touching his hidden passion point.

Part Seven.

Lance took a final glance around, he saw the sprawling bodies, heard the cries and moans and then swiftly he thrust back and forth, just enough movement to get his glans to rub back and forth against the bulge of Bucky's prostate. Bucky's hips twitched and trembled as the sweet and beautiful tingles that arose from his nub wracked his body, the warmth flaring and blazing, the tingles shooting along his twitching nerves, the pleasure as great as any fucking he and Lance had known.

'I'm fucking an eight year old hot boy in the Quad,' Lance wanted to roar and announce his dissolute behaviour but his love for Bucky tempered his proud rooster like cockcrowing selfish want. 'I don't want Bucky to be thought of as just a jock cumdump, or slut,' he told himself, 'this is so above that, but...' his jock mentality of domination and alpha male proclivity raged at his declared love for his eight year old lover. Bucky felt the power of the emotions in Lance but it was his boybud that felt the battering of the internal argument and he purred and mewled and moaned and sighed as the tingling excitements flew higher and higher. Lost in his internal battle, Lance pounded his mental agony inside Bucky’s boycunt. Even when Bucky clutched his arms, his fingernails digging deep into the taut muscles, the indication that Bucky was about to cum was ignored as he hard fucked his boy through a body shuddering orgasm.

"Lance! Lance!” Bucky crowed as the white supernova of passion blossomed and his whirling head went into orbit as his dry cum rattled his body, he blinked only seeing the flashed and sparkles of boyjoy that flared across his eyes, seeing the glowing exploding stars as he writhed and twisted, Lance pushing and shoving even deeper inside the tight funnel. As Bucky's boypussy clamped and sucked around his battering teenprick Lance finally won his mental battle and made love to his boy, his slower fucking thrusts extending Bucky's cosmic orgasm to a greater degree of bliss and length.

"Oh Lance," Bucky sobbed as the powerful surges rampaged through him, his anal orgasm shaking him to the very core.

Lance quicker now on the uptake smiled at the sight of his orgasming lover and he gently worked his teendick over the so sensitive nub inside the squelching and vibrating boyhole. Bucky gasped as another flare of boyjoy flowered, a lesser dry cum but still a wringing delight as he saw more stars and comets.

"I love you," Lance whispered before his lips sucked Bucky's tongue and lips inside his mouth. Bucky was unable to reply as his mouth was ravished by Lance's swirling tongue and a smaller more gently and comforting drycum pulsed and ebbed inside him.

Lance kissed Bucky, he knew every intimate part of his young lovers body and he relished the sensation as Bucky’s boypussy contracted and pulsed around his teendick. The surge of emotion in pleasuring his love rushed though him accompanied by the tingling tickle of exciting bliss as his own teenrod started the exhilarating ride to the apex of his lust. Bucky clasped his body tight around Lance, his legs clinging tight to Lance’s body as he was pummelled heavily into the sodden grass beneath him. All around he could hear the sighs and moans and squelchings as other fuckholes were filled and fucked, a miasma of hot horny scent formed an almost invisible cloud above the rutting bodies as the eight year old was speared by his lover in the crowd of naked bodies.

Lance ground his dick hard, rotating his hips as he strove to reach his objective, he felt the expected twitch and the following rushing rippling explosion of steamy joy as his spunk rattled along his inner tubing to blast hard and heavily inside the contracting furrow of his boylove. Bucky held on clinging tight; they had been at this point so often he knew how to pleasure his teenage lover and especially his teendick. Lance bucked several times as his teenrod erupted, his full ball load emptying feverously into Bucky’s cumhole.

“I so love you Bucky,” Lance whispered as the ebbing delights slowly subsided.

“An’ I love you too,” Bucky’s whisper was soft and full of his own desire.

Lance kissed the tip of his nose, he felt even more exultant as he had fucked an eight year old at the Spring Hop. He looked down at his so cute and so young lover and the thought hit him, ‘What do I do when he becomes ten, can I really let someone else fuck him?” his thoughts concerned him, almost spoiling his exuberance at fucking his lover at the Hop.

Jim closed his eyes as he rocked back and forth, he could feel Jack’s teendick pulse inside him, the sprawling body beneath him twitched and bucked as the two teenage lovers ignored the writhing bodies around them. Jack fingered Jim’s slim rod, he could feel the power in the stem, the growing pressure as Jim’s approaching joy made its throbbing presence indicated. Jim sighed at the delicate fingering touch, ‘It’s always been so different, so special when with him. I have given him my heart I hope he doesn’t break it,’ he bucked harder, pushing his body down on the fourteen year olds body, feeling Jack’s thick teencock throb and jerk inside him. Jack moaned as he felt his dickhead batter the bulge of Jim’s teenbud, both trembled and twitched in ecstasy as the exquisite tingling heated pleasures rippled and flowed between them. Jack reached up to stroke the swollen shaft of Jim’s teendick, the head glowing a deep pink as the coating of precum glimmered in the lights, bright lights that allowed the hovering cameras to capture all the action in clear detail. Jim trembled as he felt the touch of Jack’s fingers caress his teenrod, his balls jerked and he twisted gently, rotating his hips to get the maximum pleasure for both of them from the pounding effect of Jack’s throbbing teenprick up against his inner teenbud. Jim moaned and reached out his right hand to cares and squeeze Jack’s pointed nipples, feeling the same spongy hardness as he used his left hand to caress his own teats. Working together the two young lovers rose and fell and twitched and writhed as they headed along their mutual journey of pleasure. Both teenagers experienced the memories of their own times as young ten year old boys on the Quad, Jim shivering with a surge of pleasure as he recalled his then teenage lover and Jack twitching especially as he recalled riding his date for that special night. The wondering thought as to where his then lover was now was lost as Jim’s quickening writhing brought on a series of pulsing delights; Jack’s teencock compressed and pressed by the heavy workings of Jim’s teencunt. His face was a picture of intense pleasure as his flaring tinglings were expressed in his facial expressesions, his eyes pooling the depth of his desire.

Jules slid his teendick slowly back and forth inside the tight furrow of Rowan’s boy pussy, ‘the kid was right about blowing me first,’ he smiled, ‘it does make the following fuck more sensuous and enjoyable,’ Jules thrust deep and held his teencock there, right against the swollen bud he could sense, Rowan bucking back to work his boypussy up and around the stiff rubbing pole. ‘He’s not a bad fuck,’ thought Rowan, ‘perhaps I could make him my boyfriend for a while, he does seem to know how to push my buttons?’ Jules held himself tensed, relishing the sensation as Rowan bucked and fucked back on his immersed teenprick, ‘He does know how to pleasure a dick,’ he told himself. ‘I’d be happy to fuck him again, wonder what his plans are for tonight after the Hop is over?’ As Rowan hit the happy dry cum trail, Jules diverted his attention to allowing the boy to get him to the point where he coiuld begin thrusting and pound the boy through another hot squirming boycum.

“Now, NOW!” shrieked Rowan as he felt the tingling heat explode between his legs. Jules grinned and restarted his hips, his lunges quickening as he rode the tight compressions of Rowan’s boyjoy. Rowan twitched and bucked as the hot trails tingled throughout his body, his lungs worked hard as he panted puffed with the exertion of a hot and rocking drycum. Jules punched deep inside the tight boycunt, enjoying the sensation as his sensitive dickhead made contact with the squidgy softness of Rowan’s quivering boybud, ‘All that fucking Adam’s hot teencunt has given me the experience and practice to make me a better cocksman,’ he congratulated himself as he lifted his head to see the waving legs of Adam as he was pounded by another of Jules’s classmates and mentally sent his thanks to Dean, Adam’s brother who had invited him into his circle of fuckmates to pleasure his older brother.

Adam twitched and wriggled as the pounding slim teenprick inside him rubbed the sensitive lips of his teenpussy. His desire for young teendick was more than being satisfied and the intense and exquisite pleasure he was receiving as his special proclivities were assuaged allowed his straining head to forget that he should have been fucking at the Spring Hop and not being fucked.

The teenager on top of him grunted and Adam sensed the trembling which was followed by the watery gush as the fourteen-year-old squishes his spunk inside him. Adam could feel the stiffening teencock lose its firmness.

“Next,” he shouted as he pushed the deflating teenager of him and welcomed the next stiff teencock that slid so easily inside him, wrapping his arms and legs around the much slimmer body of one of the less matured fourteen year olds. Dean grinned as he watched his brother take another of his fellow yearmates into his teenpussy. Mentally he checked the list in his head, ‘FUCK Me!’ his smile broadened, ‘Adam is hot tonight, that’s twenty eight of my year he’s taken,’ his head spun and he looked across the Quad, his eyes roving over the twisting and rocking sea of naked bodies. ‘Could I get the rest of my year to do him? He’ll never live this down, an eighteen year old being gangbanged at the one Hop he should actually be the one doing the fucking.’ Dean checked his mobile which was strapped to his wrist; deftly he resent the invitation text hoping more of his year would respond.

Greg moaned as he twisted carefully balanced as he was on the two twelve year old dicklets that pulsed inside his manpussy. His eyes were deep pools of emotion as he bucked on the slim boymeats that easily reached his manbud sited as it was so close to his pussy lips. ‘This is the life,’ he congratulated himself, ‘A hot to trot group of almost preadolescent cocklets and dicklets that are always so stiff and hard and my pussy just as hot to trot for any preteen dick.’

Dixie grunted as yet another heated tingling drycum pounded through his squirming body, ‘Mr Brady has the best fucking pussy ever,’ he bucked as he felt his dicklet head rub against the almost encasing swelling of Mr Brady’s special gland, ‘If dry fucking is this good just how much better can it get when you actually spunk?’ he wondered as the spasm of bliss wove over his body and through his head.

Bobbie lying entwined with Dixie’s legs trembled as he felt the effects of Dixie’s climax, it set of a minor rush of his own and he twitched as the spasm of joy jolted inside him. ‘Greg’s the best coach ever,’ he thought, ‘usually all the other older guys just want to fuck you but Greg, wow, what a hot pussy he has and ever so tight,’ he rocked again as a much harder dry cum hit him. ‘Not like Coach Johnstone who told me I needed to exercise my pussy muscles more as they were getting slack,’ Bobbie moaned as he quivered ‘Oh here we go this is a strong one,’ Bobbie juddered with the strength of his dry climax.

Greg Brady grinned as he sensed Bobbie’s boycock pulsing inside, ‘Good, he’s such a sweet fucker, he should be good for a couple more dry cums,’ Greg glanced around, the thrusting bodies, the rocking bodies, the expanse of naked flesh on display. Teens fucking boys, boys fucking boys, he caught sight of the groups in the distant, ‘looks like a couple of gangbangs taking place over there,’ his thoughts swayed to when he had first been gangbanged, ‘Fuck that was some afternoon,’ his dick swelled at the memory, being repeatedly fucked by his then local football team, the teenagers and then the coaches, even a couple of dads that were there to pick up their sons. ‘Even then as a boy I preferred the younger fuckers,’ Greg twitched and his dick spilled a further dribble of his cum out of the pulsing cockslit. The gloop of spunky dew, wet and watery, fresh from his swollen ballsac dribbled slowly down his twitching shaft, the pearly liquid sliding onto his curly hairs before solidifying amongst the clumps of previous emissions.

Maurice stared from the side of one of the pillars that surrounded the side of the Quad; his eyes were locked on his son. ‘He seems to like that boy,’ his envy grew heavier inside and he sensed his son was drawing away from him, ’why does he do this?” he shook his head, ‘doesn’t he know how much this hurts me,’ he watched grimly as Toby bounced up and down on the slim teenager, he could see his class ring glimmer as it caught and reflected the bright lights above the green expanse, Toby’s boydick was stiff and jerking, the ring clamped tight around his slim pricklet as he bucked against Barry’s teenmeat that so wonderfully seemed to be locked in place against his boybud. Maurice unconsciously fingered his dick, the fat manmeat bloated and tingled at his touch, ‘Balls!, he’s cumming again,’ Maurice noted despondently as someone else provided his son with the pleasure that so far had only ever been his own. Maurice glared with jealous eyes, totally unaware that his head and his dick found the sight of his son being fucked extremely stimulating.

Toby quivered as the hot flush rocked him, he straddled Barry’s body and stroked the curly nest of Barry’s pubic nest, ‘Softer than dad’s,’ he said to himself and his eyes roved around to lock on the sight of his father, only partly hidden now by the pillar, glaring steadily at him, he could see his father rubbing his dick and a hotter flush of lust rippled through him. Toby stretched as he sat on Barry’s teencock and he in a rush of desire waved his father over.

Maurice saw the wave, in his distraught mental state his thoughts brought him to the conclusion that his son wanted him, was not being pleasured by the dratted teenager. Panting, his stiff dick dripping he stalked through the maze of naked fucking bodies, he only had eyes for his son.

“Toby, Toby my love what’s the matter?” he hissed, “Is this boy hurting you?” his desperate hope infused his tone as he stared down at his son.

“No pops, Barry’s been very good to me,” grinned Toby, “I just wanted to share the moment with you,” Toby reached out and grasping his father’s pulsing dick in his hand, kissed and licked the tip before sucking the drooling head into his mouth.

Maurice let out a groan of pleasure as he felt the exquisite delights of his son’s tongue flick over his glans, the taut muscle rasping against the lips of his helmet, standing there his envy dissipated as lust and wonton desire rocked through him.

Barry lay quivering, he could feel Toby’s boypussy clamp even tighter around his thrusting dick, slowly he bucked upwards, relishing the sensations as his teencock was pressed and caressed by the silky spermy coated membrane that enveloped his teencock. He stared at the sight of Toby sucking his father’s dick, the plump shaft twitching as Toby’s expert tongue flickered and licked away. A small drool of saliva mixed with the glints of pearly dew slid out the side of Toby’s mouth to slide down his chin. Barry felt a hot flare of excitement rush and surge inside him. ‘This is hot, me fucking Toby whilst he sucks his father,’ the dissolute and extraordinary coupling brought Barry to a further height of pleasure and he bucked heavily, lifting Toby off his knees with the strength of his impassioned lust.

Toby almost slipped off the throbbing teenpole and worst of all almost bit his father’s dick as he struggled for balance. Balanced precariously for the shuddering moment Toby jerkingly found a stable position and opted to slide up and off Barry’s teencock. His father grunting over the pain pleasure of Toby’s pressing teeth found his smarting agony replaced by the soothing and invigorating pleasure as Toby’s oral attention to his hurting dong became beguiling and quickly displaced the memory of the unexpected ache to a distant memory.

Toby suckled his father’s dick with extra compressing of his tongue and mouth, swallowing heavily the less sweeter juice of his father’s precum. Barry watched the performance, his hands now stroking his teenprick which had been unexpectedly released but observing Toby’s paternal suck was certainly invitingly arousing. Maurice trembled as the tingling warmths inside him doubled and trebled as his son tongued all his sensual buttons. Toby felt the heat as his father’s dick swelled in his mouth and began bucking at his upper palate. Filled with lust and expectation Maurice dropped to his knees as Toby’s mouth was replaced by Toby’s hand, the ten year old grinned as he manoeuvred his father down, down. Barry twitched as he felt Maurice’s wet cockhead stroke across his teenpussy, used to being fucked by older men, especially within the confined circles of being a chess player Barry sensed his inner teenbud react to the presence of a hot dick. His hips relaxed, his legs opened wider and Maurice blinded by his lust, his eyes closed and blinking at the heavily stimulation that Toby’s hand was giving him, moaned deeply as he felt his cockhead touch the warm trembling lips of pussy, involuntarily he thrust forward. Barry moaned as his teenpussy lips were parted, Toby’s father was not that well endowed so as to stretch his teenhole painfully wide but he certainly enjoyed the sensation as Maurice’s dick slid inside him. Toby smirking used his hands to guide and urge his father forward. Maurice enjoying the hot tingling warmth as his dick was encased in a tight pussy followed by the slow push past the slight bulge of Barry’s spongy teenbud, Barry felt the touch as his teen nub was caressed by the sliding dick; his deep groan caused Maurice’s eye’s to fly open, he jerked heavily as he realised he was not inside his son but another wet warm and tingling pussy.

“Don’t stop,” Barry purred his eyes smiling up at his date’s father.

Maurice struggled but whilst his head swam and puzzled over his predicament his cock knew what to do. Spontaneously his hips thrust forward, his dick slid further inside the hot funnel and Maurice growled heavily as his thrusting fuck was accompanied by the heat of a teenager’s teencunt stretching around his dick. Instantly he backed and thrust again, swiftly repeating the enticing sensations that surged inside him. Barry reached up and drew Maurice down on his body, his lips seeking the older man’s mouth. Maurice gasped as he felt his dick being compressed hard, this allowed Barry to slide his tongue between Maurice’s parted lips and Maurice responded by kissing back. Toby sat back on his knees as he watched his father fuck his date, he grinned broadly, ‘Now pops can find out that there are other pussies to prod,’ he told himself gleefully, his hand slowly stroking his boydicklet which jerked and throbbed, enticed and excited by the sights.

Maurice kissed the teenager, his mind informing him just how pleasurable Barry’s body and teencunt was, he enjoyed the harder firmer body underneath him, he allowed himself the stronger powerful thrusts that he felt his son was too young for. For a few memorable moments he was back in College where he had enjoyed his room-mates body; their college affair had lasted well past graduation and it was only when their respective careers took them far away from each other that their sexual partnership had drawn to a close. Marriage and Toby’s birth had concerned Maurice’s mind and thoughts fully until the day he had given in to his desires and taken his son’s cherry. Suddenly the memorable joys of that affair swept over him and he started to fuck Barry with greater force and lust. Barry mewled and purred as he ridden hard and powerfully.

“Fuck me, Fuck me hard,” Barry whispered the words of encouragement and ran his fingers up and down Maurice’s spine, stroking the knobbled backbone and making Maurice buck even harder.

Maurice was all fuck now, his dick bloated and stiffened even more as his held in lust was given free rein. He punched, poked and shoved his dick back and forth in the accommodating teencunt with ever increasing relish, even the groans and moans sounding around from the other entwined bodies him were just a further enticement to him as he fucked the years away in the tight embrace of Barry’s teenpussy.

Toby excited by watching his father fuck Barry found his hand was not enough, carefully he edged sideways until he was in line with his father’s and Barry’s kissing faces. Hoping, he leaned forward and pushed his boydick between the squirming lips. Maurice and Barry felt the stiff spongy crayon slide between their mouths and they welcomed his involvement, both took turns in tonguing Toby’s pulsing boythrobber. Barry twitched as Maurice’s cock rubbed swiftly across his hidden pleasure point, the tingling tickle flaring and sweltering inside him. Quickly his hand slid between their battering bodies so he could grasp his own teenmeat and rub it, the combined pleasures rose up within him and his head became a whirling dervish of desires as he sensed his peaking happening. Toby twitched as a quick dry cum flushed through his body and he pushed his dicklet quicker and harder between the two sucking mouths. Maurice grunted as he felt the quickening inside Barry’s teenhole, his dick was being so heavily caressed and compressed by Barry’s bucking and writhing tremblings and he felt his own balls jerk and ready themselves. Barry grunted as he came, his teendick spurted heavily; spilling his hot load up against Maurice’s punching body. Seconds later Barry felt the heavier bloating and washing wetness as Maurice’s dick exploded inside him, the heavy thrusts as Maurice ejaculated adding more blissful pleasures as his teen nub was washed and butted at the same time. Maurice bucked hard, his back arching as the intense pleasure rocked throughout his body and his dick swelled up to its mightiest width ever as his balls jetted a full manload inside Barry’s welcoming teenpussy.

Lance sighed and kissed Bucky on the nose, ‘that was some great fuck,’ he gloated to himself and then allowed his head to look around, he desperately wanted to shout out to the world that he had fucked his eight year old lover in the Quad but despite the self-satisfying urge he managed to quell such desire. ‘It will only get me into a lot of trouble,’ he knew without really even thinking it. A movement from the side of the Quad drew his attention. He stared again at the pillar and again saw Wayne’s face appear. ‘He’s supposed to stay out of sight,’ Lance trembled sensing trouble. Wayne saw he had caught Lance’s attention and hurriedly beckoned him.

“What the fu…!” Lane slowly eased his still stiff and bloated teencock out of Bucky’s tight boypussy, a drool of spunk connected his dickhead with Bucky’s pussy lips, ordinarily this would have made him punch his teencock tight back inside but Wayne’s worried face have him cause for concern.

“What’s the matter?” Bucky looked up at his eighteen old lover, he had been enjoying the long slow fuck and did not want it to stop.

“Don’t rightly know,” Lance whispered, “but Wayne’s here, something’s wrong.”

Slowly they stood up and headed to where Wayne stood behind the pillar.

“What’s up?” Lance asked crossly.

“Its’ Boxer,” Wayne’s face crumpled, “He’s here, he followed us.”

“Where?” Lance looked wildly around.

“I, I, I’ve left him in the classroom,” sobbed the stuttering Wayne, “I did- didn’t know what to do. He said he wants you,” Wayne clung to Lance, his wet tears wiped against Lance’s taut muscled form.

Grimly with Wayne and Bucky in tow Lance strode anxious and angered down the corridors to the classroom. Inside the smaller figure of Wayne and Bucky’s younger brother stood legs akimbo a look of defiance on his face.

“I want my fuck too!” Boxer demanded, his two and a half inches of boymeat jerked as he spoke.

End of Part Seven

To Be Continued………………??????????????

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