Date: Sun, 14 Nov 2021 09:40:42 -0500
From: Dean Soarer <deansbicha@gmail.com>
Subject: Deans Bicha chapter 39

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Chapter 39

Tuesday Afternoon

I got home from "babysitting" Michael just after twelve o'clock noon.
Despite eating an early lunch with him, I was still hungry.  I guess doing
it with his German Shepard works up an extra large appetite.  I grabbed an
apple out of the fridge and went to my room to undress.

Marla had gone to her summer job so the house was empty.  No sense in
wearing clothes when I didn't have to.  There on my pillow was a note from
my sister.  I smiled when I read her instructions that I was to remain
naked if I hung around the house AND yard this afternoon.  I was planning
on that anyway.

The second part was much more interesting: Robby had called and wondered if
he could come over this afternoon.  I thought back to our camp out
adventures Friday and Saturday and started getting hard, not that it took
me much anyway.  Absentmindedly, I stroked my boner remembering what we had
done: making out, the 69s, even fucking each other.  Messing around with
Raymond and Darin (even the streaking) was wild.  I could have lived
without Raymond's spankings and ball punches.  But as the saying goes,
You've got to take the good with the bad.  Wait until I tell Robby about
Raymond and Phillip losing their virginity by doing me yesterday.  He'll
never believe it.

I stopped short of blasting off another load and quickly called Robby back.
As the phone was ringing I wondered what if anything his brother Eddie told
him about Sunday afternoon underwear shopping.  How embarrassing was that?
Jerking off in front of Marla and Donny was one thing.  Eddie being
included I could handle.  But I pulled it in front of two completely
unknown kids as well.  What a pervert I was becoming.

Robby answered the phone on the second ring.  He was practically jumping
through the phone he was so excited.  I told him I was free this afternoon
and I could ride my bike over to his house for a change.  He shouted 'NO'
into the phone, then in a much quieter voice said we could have more 'fun'
at my house and in the woods or 'someplace else'.  I wasn't too sure what
he meant by 'someplace else' and asked.

"Well, I heard 'Jed and all his kin' made quite the appearance on Sunday.
My brother told me all about it.  Boy, I wish I could have been there.
Maybe we can find something for you to do today just as exciting," he said
in a hushed tone.

"I don't know."

"Come on.  It'll be fun.  Think it over.  I'll ride over and be there in 20
minutes or so," Robby said.  Then whispering even more he dared me to be
outside naked waiting for him in the driveway.  He hung up before I could
respond.  Crap.

I checked the time so I knew approximately when to head outside.  First, I
needed to see what damage King had done to my hole.  His pounding was the
fastest and most powerful fuck I had ever endured.  I was also concerned
about his tying with me.  Michael had said his knot was the size of a
baseball.  That was huge.  Would my hole even be closed back up by now?  I
sure hoped so as I was already looking forward to spreading my legs for
Robby.  Yup, I'm a pervert alright.

Squatting down over a hand held mirror in the bathroom revealed my hole to
be almost normal looking.  Not that I had had a lot of opportunities to
look at it previously.  It was opening and closing ok and didn't look that
angry red so I figured it would be ok.  Though I may not want to get fucked
right away.  I'll play it by ear.

I quickly filled an enema bag with a small amount of warm water and douched
myself.  I couldn't spend a lot of time cleaning out but wanted to be ready
just in case.  After two very quick applications I glanced at the clock.
It was 17 minutes since I had gotten off of the phone.  Darn it, I wanted
to be outside in 15 minutes in case Robby was early.  I need not have
worried.

I rushed out the kitchen door at the 18 minute mark and stood just inside
of the open garage doors.  Somebody driving by in a car would probably not
see me this far back being blocked by the house on one side and hedges on
the other.  At the 20 minute mark I started getting excited to see Robby.
Of course my pecker was excited too.

Each minute that went by I kept wondering what was taking him so long.  At
23 minutes I tip toed out to the edge of the shrubs peeking around the
corner in hopes I would see him pedaling up on his bike.  When there was no
sign of him I dashed back to the relative safety of the garage.

I repeated this process multiple times, going farther and farther down the
driveway as my horniness over took my common sense.  By the 28 minute point
I was practically at the street.  Turning back toward the house I finally
saw Robby rounding the corner.  His smile was a mile wide when he saw me.
Riding past me up the driveway he actually slapped my butt.  I ran up to
the garage to greet him.

"WOW.  Now that's sure one way to welcome me," he squealed.  "But now you
better hurry and go get the mail.  The mailman is driving up the street
now."

"What?!"

"Go get the mail.  If he says anything, tell him you lost a bet.  DO IT!"

What I didn't know then was that when he had called this morning Marla told
him about my trip to bring in the paper and my flashing the milkman.  She
challenged Robby to put me in humiliating situations and expose me as much
as possible this afternoon.  The timing of the mailman was perfect.

I jumped at Robby's command of 'DO IT' and quickly walked to the end of the
driveway.  The mail truck was at the next-door neighbors delivering their
mail.  Our eyes locked when he looked up to proceed to my house.  My rock
hard cock, which poked out like the flag on mailbox, and I stood stiff
waiting for him to drive up.  By now his eyes had traveled down my skinny
body and were permanently fixed on my boner.

Holding the letters in his hand he leaned out his open window and asked me,
"What you doing kid?"

"I, um, getting the mail sir.  My friend dared me to do this.  I'm sorry,"
I stammered.

"I'm not," he said handing me the post.

As I went to take the mail from him he pulled his hand back inside the
truck.  "You live here?" He asked.  When I nodded yes, he floored me with
his next question, "You got any identification on you?"

"No.  No I don't," I defeatedly said.

"Well, I guess you wouldn't be running around like that anywhere but your
own yard would you?  Or would you?" He laughed.

"No sir," I lied.  If he only knew.

Extending his hand with the letters I went to take them from him.  Probably
on purpose he dropped the delivery before I had it firmly in my grasp,
everything falling to the ground.  "Oops," he snickered.  Bending over I
snatched them up though I had to turn to around for one piece which blew in
the breeze.  My face turned 12 shades of red when I heard him whistle and
exclaim, "Cute ass kid."  I didn't acknowledge him and was half way back up
the driveway when he shouted out, "Hey kid, I got one more for you."

I turned back around and he was waiving the last envelope at me.  The
bastard.  Running to his truck I reached the open window to get the last
letter.  He held it inside with his left hand, out of my reach.  "Oh,
sorry.  My mistake.  It's not for you.  But you better be careful.  I might
deliver something else someday."  He looked down at his lap, my eyes
following his.  He was stroking his own erection which looked ready to fire
off any moment.  He roared with laughter when I absentmindedly licked my
lips.  A few more pumps and he erupted all over his hand.  Smiling at me he
thanked me for the show then drove off to the next house.  I sprinted back
up the driveway.

Robby literally had tears in his eyes laughing so much when I returned to
the garage and told him what had happened.  He said I should have jerked
off too.  I punched him in the arm and said let's go inside.  Robby was
bummed he didn't get to see the mailman's fat full dick shooting, though he
was super happy I had embarrassingly shown mine off.

As we sat in the kitchen having some chips and fruit punch Robby told me
about Marla filling him in on the milkman and her challenge to him.  Damn
her I thought.  What's done is done.  Obviously the mailman went hand in
hand (no pun intended) with this morning's adventure.  I doubt he is going
to say anything to my parents after his comments and actions.  I just
prayed I'd never see him again.

Robby eventually asked about my morning with Michael.  I was unsure I
wanted to tell him everything that happened.  He could see I wasn't being
100% truthful and got me to tell him the entire story as we now munched on
some cookies.  (FYI, Growing teenage boys eat junk food constantly.)
Needless to say he was both shocked and mesmerized by this morning events.
He asked and I answered about a million questions.

"Wow, that's amazing."  I agreed with him when he said he didn't even know
such a thing was possible.  He agreed with me when I said I didn't want to
do that again.  Changing the topic suddenly Robby asked, "Can I see the new
underwear you bought?  Not that you'll wear it much I'm sure."

"Come on.  I'll model them for you," I said taking his hand and leading him
to my room.

Robby couldn't believe I had bought such un-traditional underwear.  He
loved them all, especially the bikini style ones.  "Can't wait to see
Richard's reaction when you change for gym class next year in those.  He'll
freaking die."  I said I wasn't planning on wearing them on Phys Ed days.
Robby just said, "We'll see."  We both knew without saying anything that if
he dared me to wear them I would.

Ok, so then it was my turn to grill him on what his brother had said about
my underwear shopping.  Eddie had pretty much told him everything about
Sunday but interestingly not about when we met them at Dairy Queen on
Saturday night.  (As a side note I filled Robby in on my adventures with
Donny after leaving Dairy Queen at the supermarket jerking off and sucking
that kid in the parking lot.  He was impressed and surprised when I said
Donny fucked me that night too.)

Robby laughed because he knew his big brother was all talk and no action,
not even kissing a girl so far.  "That's why he loved taking his
frustration out on you at Anderson's Mens Shop.  He asked me last night if
I was getting you to suck me off.  I didn't admit to it but he knew.  He
told me I was lucky to have such a friend and that he'd love to get you to
suck him off, and maybe he'd even fuck you.  So watch out.  Though you'd
probably like it," Robby laughed.

I punched him in the arm again then broke out laughing too and agreed,
"Yeah.  I'd do him.  Though he wouldn't be my first virgin."

"What?  Spill it.  What did you do?  Or should I say: Who did you do?"
This led me to tell him every detail about yesterday's sexual adventures.
"Oh man, in the dressing rooms at K-Mart?  Un-fucking-believable!"  He just
about fell off the bed when I told him about Raymond and Phillip losing
their virginity with me.  "Son of a bitch.  You are one lucky fucker, you
know that."

I felt a little proud of myself that Robby was jealous having felt a little
slutty when I got home yesterday afternoon.  Having gotten undressed
himself when we got to my room, Robby and I stroked each other off as we
talked.  I told him I might be a little to sore to let him 'do me' right
now.  That was ok with him as long as I sucked him off.  He was ready to
blow a load and fast.  We ended up 69ing.  He filled my mouth within the
first 30 seconds.  I guess he really was hot and horny after hearing
everything.  Being the trooper that I am, I continued to suck his dick
until he blasted off again, he never went soft in between.  I shot off
filling his mouth seconds later.

We lied there in our post orgasmic bliss each staring at the ceiling lost
in our own thoughts.  Mine were I hope I get to do him in the butt again.
Even though I loved bottoming, topping was lots of fun too.  Robby must
have been thinking along the same lines cause he rolled over and looked at
me asking, "Hey, did you, um, you know, clean yourself out.  I thought we
could do IT again.

"Yeah, a little.  Can we wait until later for you to do me.  I'm still a
little sore back there."

Sitting up Robby looked like an excited puppy himself.  "Well, I was
hoping, maybe, you could do me."

"Sure.  Let's clean you out first."

We jumped off the bed and I tripped on his dirty underwear.  Picking them
up I could see they were getting more and more filthy.  I asked, "Still
trying to go a month in the same briefs?"

"Yup," he proudly replied.

"Well don't be like me and forget to put a pair in the laundry each day.
You don't want your mom noticing when she does the wash, " I reminded him.

"Don't worry.  I have been.  I don't want what happened to you at the
laundromat to happen to me.  Though it was awesome watching you stand there
in the window all hard after your dad spanked you.  I almost shot a load
right on the spot."

I squirmed in discomfort at the memory until he asked, "You really must
like getting humiliated to go so rigid.  Huh?  I don't know if I could get
it up being so embarrassed."

Feeling my face flush we both knew the answer to his question.

Tossing his smelly, formerly white but now grayish yellow, piss and cum
stained briefs in his face I said "These are almost as gross as Dean's
yesterday," before walking toward the bathroom.

He wanted me to explain so I spent the next 5 minutes telling him all about
yesterday morning while I prepared the enema bag.  Robby practically tore
his dick off he was pulling it so much as I described being led around by
my balls and then sucking the kids off from Glaston and Eastford.  Though
he was just as grossed out by the shit stained underwear as I.  "Wow.  Man,
I wish I could have seen you blowing all those kids.  Maybe we can
duplicate that somehow today."

"Not the shitty briefs part," I sternly told him.

"No.  But the rest sounds kinda HOT."

"It was," I exclaimed which sent us into a laughing fit.  "Come on, let's
clean you out," I said turning him around and bending him over.  Three
quick warm water douches and Robby was ready for action.

Back in my bedroom, this time snuggling under my covers we cuddled rubbing
our stiff pricks together.  Since I was doing the fucking, I was looking
down into his big brown eyes.  For a moment time stopped.  As if it were
choreographed our faces came together and our lips touched.  Tongues began
invading each other's mouths and soon we were rolling around in a hot and
heavy make-out session.

Breaking away from my probing tongue, Robby said, "Please.  Fuck me Jamie,"
in a soft and sexy voice.  I knew I had to prepare him for entry first so I
worked my way down his chest past his stomach planting little kisses along
the way.

When I reached his throbbing cock I simply licked the dripping pre-cum from
the tip and continued to his sweet and tender orbs.  I lapped at them the
same way King licked his own parts (dogs are so lucky to be able to do that
I thought).  His freshly shaved pubes were barely visible being lighter in
color than my own.

Stopping for a second I looked up at him and whispered, "This is so much
better without getting a mouthful of hair."  Then I sucked his right nut
into my mouth.

Despite the pleasure I was giving him, Robby squeaked out that his brother
almost saw his bald pubes getting dressed this morning.  He was a tad
worried what Eddie would say or do upon discovering I had shaved Robby's
boy bits.  I told him to say that was the price for me sucking him off.
"Man, that will scare him away from wanting you to suck his dick."

"Not if he's desperate.  Might be interesting to see how many guys would be
willing to lose their pubes just to get a blowjob?  Or lose their
virginity?  When you get home he's bound to ask what we did.  If he doesn't
then drop your towel after showering so he sees you.  Then tell him when he
asks about your missing hair.  Tell him I'll suck him IF I can make him
baby smooth too.  See what he says."

Robby thought that was an excellent plan and agreed.  Looking down at the
young, hard cock in front of me I rubbed the bald spot above his dick and
confessed that growing them back takes longer than I had originally led him
to believe.  He laughingly told me he'd make me pay.  I hoped he would.

Returning to the task at hand, or mouth to be more accurate, I swiped my
tongue across the entrance to his love tunnel.  He moaned in ecstasy.  Now
I had rimmed Dean several times but I ate Robby's ass out like a starving
man.  I followed him all around the bed as he squirmed away from my probing
tongue.  To his credit, Robby lasted almost 10 minutes before he began
begging me to "Fuck me, fuck me now."

Being the gracious host I wanted to please my guest.  I kneeled between his
legs and drooled several wads of spit on my cock.  Coating it all around I
placed the tip of my red hot poker at his hole.  "You want this fast or
slow?" I asked.

"God, give it to me.  Just shove it in already," he pleaded.

For a moment I thought I had killed him.  All the air left his body and his
eyes were as big as dinner plates.  While his mouth was wide open not a
sound was emitted.  I had driven my hard cock into his chute in one quick
and powerful thrust.  I almost had second thoughts of taking him so quickly
until his face softened and he smiled up at me.

Given the green light by nodding his head when I whispered, "You ok?" I
pulled back until just my dickhead was lodged in him.  "Is it alright if I
start?"  A more vigorous head nod and I was pumping away full force.
Something took over inside of me and I slammed into his butt repeatedly
sending him all around the mattress.  Eventually I had pushed him up
against the corner were he was trapped and I continued battering his
pucker.

"Oh. Oh. Oh.  God that feels good.  Do it harder."  I was working up quite
a sweat fucking my friend.  Looking down I watched my cock disappear and
reappear over and over again.  Is there anything more beautiful in this
world than two 13 year old boys going at it like rabbits?  If there is, I
have yet to find it even after all these years.

Robby's own rock solid dick was pointing at his navel.  Wrapping my hand
around it I began to stroke him off in tempo with my pounding thrusts.
Another minute later and he spewed a load across his stomach.  The
clenching action of his butt sent me over the edge filing his cavity with
my own love juices.

"Yes, I can feel you shooting in me," Robby shouted.

My eyes actually clouded over and I thought I was going to pass out when I
erupted.  Extracting myself from his warm chute I placed my knees on each
side of his head.  Holding my deflating cock to his lips I said,
"Ass-to-Mouth."  He didn't even hesitate.  He began cleaning my dick off
with his tongue.  When he was all finished I figured I'd give him one more
surprise.

Scooting down between his legs again I could see some of my hot fresh cum
leaking a small amount from his used hole running down his taint.  I placed
my mouth against his opening and practically sucked the cum out of him.
His moans were of pure rapture.

With a mouthful of my cum sucked out of his ass I crawled back up so we
were face to face.  Opening my mouth I showed him my collection.  Holding
his jaw open with one hand I let gravity assist me in depositing my spunk
fresh from his butt hole into his hungry mouth.  The look on his face was
priceless.

One half of one second later and I'm on my back with him on top of me.
Robby repeated my action so my mouth was full of my own well traveled cum.
From there we traded spit and spunk back and forth until it was all gone.
Our faces were covered and we must have looked quite the mess.  He
collapsed on me and we laid there in our afterglow.  Sleep over took us as
we drifted off for a short nap.

Twenty minutes later and I awoke fresh from my cat nap.  What a way to
boost your energy levels then by taking a short 10-20 minute power nap.  I
still take them today.  Looking at Robby he looked almost angelic.  You'd
never guess I just fucked his brains out a short while ago.

I thought I'd wake him gently by working his nipples.  Placing my mouth
over his left nub I nibbled and chewed it before making my way over to the
right one.  He was awake by now and holding my head in place.  Like most
guys, his tits were wired to his cock and he sprung yet another boner, me
too.  Before we could act on them Robby sprang up and started getting
dressed.

"Come on, put on a pair of socks and your sneaks.  Nothing else."  I
noticed he even put his dirty briefs back on too.  He wouldn't tell me what
he was planning but marched me out to the garage.  He asked for some rope
and I knew I wasn't going to like whatever he was thinking.  My dick
however did and was still standing tall.  I handed him the rope.

As Robby tied my hands behind my back he explained how he wanted to learn
more about dominating and embarrassing me.  Then he whispered how I could
do the same to him later and giggled.  He asked if he could stay over night
and watch Dean and Dale punish me tomorrow.  I said I'd have to ask my mom
and of course see if Dean would be ok with it too.

"Ok, let's call our moms and ask first."  Standing in the kitchen, naked
with my hands tied behind my back Robby held the phone to my ear as I
called my mother.  She was fine with it.  His mother was too, though she
wanted to know about not taking anything with him.  I ensured his mom we
had a new toothbrush for him and I could lend him whatever else he might
need.  She said to borrow some clean underwear, to which he blushed but
also raised his eyebrows and winked at me as there would be no need for
that, and she granted him permission.

Hanging up the phone Robby proceeded to tie another rope around my balls.
Giving a tug he headed for the back door and said, "Let's go ask Dean and
Dale if they'll show me a few things tomorrow."

I stopped dead in my tracks, my balls suffering the consequences.  "What?"
Robby asked.

"Let's talk about this.  Do you really want to do things with them.  They
might think you are like me and turn the tables.  I don't want you to be
under their control."

"You haven't told them anything I did that makes me seem gay right?"

"No."

"So it will just seem like I'm like them or your other friends Matt and
Jeff."

"Well, Matt just goes along.  Jeff, he's a little devious.  He gets off on
torturing me."

Pulling on the rope Robby said, "Good.  Then let's go."

I marched behind Robby down the edge of the cornfields to the Soarer's
house.  There was no sign of the boys outside.  I nodded to the basement
door and Robby dragged me across the yard looking like the most unwilling
victim.  My mouth was dry as dust when he knocked.

Dale swung open the door.  His shocked expression quickly turned into a
huge smile as he held open the door for us.  "Well, well, well.  What do we
have here"?  Hey guys, Bicha is here.  And has he got a surprise for you."

Robby strode in quickly, my balls and me following just as fast.  I was a
bit worried who exactly the "guys" were Dale had called out to but I
needn't have as it was only Dean and Jeff.

"Whoa!" Jeff shouted.

Dean came over and asked, "What's going on?"  The look on his face was soft
and caring.  I guess he was really remorseful about his stunt yesterday.

Robby reintroduced himself and gave a short version basically asking if
they could show him how to humiliated me tomorrow.

Jeff was practically dancing around in circle he was so excited.  Dean took
the rope from Robby and said he wanted to talk with me privately.  He
pulled me in to the bathroom and shut the door.

"Listen Jamie, I'm really, really sorry for the gross underwear.  I'll make
it up to you.  Ok?" he asked.  Before I could answer, Dean leaned in and
gave my tonsils a working over with his silky smooth tongue.  I simply
nodded my agreement as our lips mashed together.

"Well, this is quite the surprise.  Do you really want to show a classmate
what we do?"

"He already knows most of everything," I admitted.  "He said he could help
you control me when we're in school."  What I didn't say was I'd be turning
the tables on Robby at times.  Besides, having Dean rely on Robby's help
was far better than if he used Richard.  I continued, "Maybe you could do
some embarrassing stuff tomorrow and save the real punishment things for
another day?"

"Sure, I can do that, but it will cost you an extra day.  Instead of only
one more punishment day as I agreed with your sister, you owe me two.  And
you still get to punish me for one and can do that before your punishment
days.  Deal?"

"Deal."

"Then let's go," Dean said picking the rope up again and pulling me back to
the rec room.

"Alright Robby.  You bring Bicha back here tomorrow morning at 9:00 just
like this and we'll have some fun."  He handed the rope off to Robby who
looked like he had won the lottery.

"Sounds good.  Come on," Robby said as he turned to leave.

"Hey, wait!" Jeff shouted.  "How about our daily blowjobs?"

Everyone stood around wondering what to do for a moment until Robby took
the lead and said, "Well, he sucked me off already but he can do you if you
want."  Turning to me he ordered me to "kneel".  Jeff just about ripped
open his cutoffs and stuffed his hairless cock in my mouth.  He face fucked
me for only two minutes before he had his dry orgasm.

"That was sweet," he said tucking himself away.

Dale went next, dropping his shorts to the floor giving Robby a good look
at the merchandise.  Out of the corner of my eye I could see Robby licking
his lips.  He'd have to be careful tomorrow and not get caught.  I'd
reminded him he was playing the 'straight' guy when we walked back.  He
said he'd watch it.

Dale let me control the tempo for the first few minutes before battering
away at my throat.  He filled my mouth with his sweet boy batter and some
leaked out of the corner of my mouth running down my chin.  As he pulled
out he wiped it with his fingers and fed it to me.  I really must have
looked like a slut to Robby now I thought.

Dean characteristically went last.  He held my head still, banging his wiry
pubic hairs into my nose over and over again.  In his trademark fashion, he
fired only the first two shots in my mouth and sprayed the rest across my
face.  Turning to Robby he said, "This is how you really embarrass a Bicha,
cover him with spunk," which caused everyone to laugh.  Then turning back
to me so nobody could see he smiled, winked, and blew me a kiss.  I wanted
to suck his face right then in the worst way despite everything that had
happened yesterday.

Heading to the door Dean asked, "So Robby, you going to fuck him tonight?"
I noticed Dean said 'him' not 'it'.  Thank-you Marla for insisting on that.
I didn't mind being called 'bicha' but an impersonal 'it' was too much.

"Absolutely," he said with a smile a mile wide.  Robby then assured them
we'd be back at 9:00 and pulled me by the balls across the yard to the
cornfields.  When we were at the edge of my property Robby looked back over
his shoulder and gleefully said, "That was amazing.  I can't wait till
morning."

He untied my wrists and told me to go put on cutoffs and bring a t-shirt.
We were going bike riding to see if we could have some more adventures
before my parents got home.

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I didn't know exactly where we were riding our bikes, I just followed
Robby's directions.  He rode behind me to ensure I didn't alter my attire.
We were dressed mostly alike: Cutoffs, white tube socks, and sneakers.  Our
t-shirts hung from the back of our shorts blowing in the wind.  (In a
moment of stupidity I showed him the destroyed cutoffs I wore back from
Randolph's house last week.  Robby wanted me to wear them but I refused.
They were much too revealing.)  The only difference was underwear.  Robbie
wore his crusty cum covered tighty-whities and I of course had none.  My
hard cock was poking out of my unzipped zipper.  That was the price I had
to pay for not wearing the ruined shorts.

We ended up riding our bikes down to the grocery store.  Yup, the same one
where I sucked off the carriage collector.  What was his name?  Jeremy?
Well, it didn't matter.  Donny said we'd be back Wednesday afternoon.  That
was doubtful now with the planned "humiliation" day.  As we circled around
the back of the store I remembered Justin (maybe that's his name) saying he
was working today also.  Robby told me to put my junk away and we'd ride
around front and lock up our bikes.  We put on our shirts as we entered.

Nervously following him inside I wondered what his plan was.  Being the
middle of the afternoon by now the store wasn't very busy.  Walking along
the back by the meat department, Robby kept looking up each aisle.  He
stopped and stumbled at aisle 6 then continued on and stopped at aisle 7.
When I walked past 6 I saw Jason, that was his name, stocking the shelves.

I confirmed that was the kid and Robby told me what to do.  I wasn't too
thrilled though I knew I would do as Robby requested.  After all, wasn't
that the plan but to embarrass me.  We walked right up to Jason.  He turned
around as we approached.  At first noticing Robby he didn't think anything
about it until he looked at me.  Then he glanced up and down the aisle.
Luckily, we were the only three people in it.

"Hey, what's up guys? he asked anxiously.

Robbie took the bull by the horns and said so matter of factly, "My friend
told me he sucked you off the other night.  Well, he lost a bet to me so I
want him to do it again.  And so does he."  I wanted to crawl under the
grocery store shelves and hide.  I was more than a little surprised at
Robby's bluntness.

"What?!"

"You heard me.  Look how excited he is already just thinking about it.  I
think he's a true fag."  With that said, Robby went behind me and pulled my
cutoffs to the floor.  My boner sprung out and I was on display more than
the food items Jason was stocking.

"Oh my god, pull those up.  Are you guys crazy?" Jason stammered and
whipped his head around checking for other shoppers.  "Yeah.  Well, he.. he
can't do it here.  I'll get fired."

Bending over to pull up my shorts Robby placed his foot on them preventing
me.  "Ok, then where?  Better come up with a place fast so he can get
dressed."  Robby was playing the 'tough' guy perfectly.  I wondered how he
knew to do all this.

"Outside, behind the store, next to the dumpsters.  I'll be out in 5
minutes.  I'll ask to take a break.  Now go before someone sees."

"You better or we're coming back inside and I'll strip him bare right next
to you."

"I'll be there.  Now go," Jason pleaded with us to leave.

Once Robby removed his foot I struggled to get my shorts over my hips.  We
turned to leave just was some little old lady pushed her carriage into the
aisle.  Phew, was that ever close.  Jason looked white as a sheet.  I don't
know why as I was the one exposed not him.

We left our bikes chained out front and walked around back.  Once in
position I was instructed to remove my t-shirt and shorts and kneel on
them.  We only had to wait a minute or so before Jason came out of the
loading dock carrying some boxes.  He tossed them in the dumpster and came
around back where Robby had me clasping my hands behind my head with my
mouth open.  I looked like such a cheap fag.  My face was burning up in
shame.

"Alright.  Give it to him.  Fuck his face and don't be gentle.  He lost the
bet and this is the penalty," Robby instructed.

Checking over his shoulder to ensure we were alone, Jason began opening his
trousers until Robby said to me, "Fagboy, take out his dick for him.  He
shouldn't have to do all the work."  My face got even hotter.

I undid Jason's belt buckle then opened the top button and lowered the
zipper.  Pulling the flaps apart his white underwear shown brightly.  I
tugged everything down to his thighs and took hold of his already hard
cock.  The tip was glistening some pre which I licked off.  He moaned
appreciatively.  The next instant I swallowed his member to his curly bush.
I inhaled his scent and worked my tongue all around the underside of his
cock.  He grabbed my head and began pumping away.  He wasn't going to last
long.

After two or three minutes Robby stepped up and pulled me off of his cock.
A trail of spit went between my lips and his dickhead.  We both looked at
Robby and Jason asked, "What gives?  I'm almost ready to shoot."

"You gotta pay first," Robby said.

"How much?  I ain't got but a few dollars on me."

"Not money.  He collects guys underwear.  You gotta give him your briefs,"
Robby explained.  My eyes practically fell out of my head.  Where was he
coming up with this stuff.  He was right, I did start collecting it with
Raymond.  Thanks Robby.

"My underwear?  That's sick!"

"Tell him," Robby said to me.

With my face on fire I barely whispered, "Yes.  I collect guys dirty
underwear."

"Hurry up.  Get them off so he can finish."

Either Jason was just following orders or was desperate to shoot his load,
he kicked off his shoes and pulled off his trousers and briefs.  Tossing
then to me he shoved his cock back in my mouth and assaulted me again.
Less than a minute later I was swallowing a delicious load of boy cream.

Jason extracted himself from my mouth, his spent dick deflating as he got
re-dressed, sans briefs.  "You guys are queer," he said turning to go back
to work.

Robby called out.  "Well, he is anyway."  My entire body engulfed in flames
at that point.  "Hey, know of anyone else that he can suck off.  Send them
out."

Jason stopped and thought for a second.  "I'll tell my friend.  Wait
there."

"Oh my fucking god.  How did you ever come up with all that?" I asked when
Jason disappeared inside.

"I've been thinking a lot about it since my brother told me what happened
Sunday at the mens shop.  How you like to be humiliated.  And when you said
you wondered how many guys would let you shave them for a blow job, I
thought, well we can take their underwear since we're not prepared to shave
them here.  But Eddie gets shaved for sure," Robby laughed at that idea.

"Should we wait.  Do you think he's going to send his friend out.  Or is he
calling the police.  Maybe we should split?"  I was now getting nervous
more than embarrassed.  My dick predictably began to shrink.

Before Robby could answer, a tall, curly red head came outside.  Robby and
I had ducked farther behind the dumpster for cover.  The red-head called
out, "You guys out here?"  Obviously Jason had sent him as he walked
directly to us.  I was still kneeling naked holding Jason's used underwear.

Looking at Robby he asked, "This here the fag whose gonna blow me?"  Duh?
Who else would I be I thought.

"Sure is," Robby answered.  "Do you know the price?"

"No.  J didn't say nothing about it costing.  He just told me to come out
and some queer would suck my cock.  I didn't really believe him though
until I saw you guys.  I thought he was just pulling my chain.  What's it
cost?"

"Your underwear.  He collects them.  I know it's weird but that's his
price.  See, he's got Jason's in his hands."  Robby was doing all the
talking.  I was doing all the burning up and couldn't even look this kid in
the face.

"Shit.  He wants my drawers.  That is weird.  But ok."  He too kicked off
his sneakers and took off his jeans.  He wore traditional generic white
briefs that looked more filthy than Robby's if that were possible.  In
addition to not being anywhere near clean, they must have had a hundred
small holes along the sides and back.  He threw them at me.

As I examined them I somehow worked up the courage to ask, "These your
Sunday underwear?  They're all holey?"  We all laughed at my poor joke.

"No, I wears 'em to baseball practice.  Sliding into bases tears them up
bad.  Guess I'll wear another pair now."  I made a metal note to ask Matt
what he does.  I wondered if they knew each other also.

Stepping over to me he pushed his long, skinny cock into my mouth.  I was
rather impressed at his size.  He must have been close to 8 inches.  Where
ever did he get it?  It hit the back of my throat but that didn't deter him
in the least.  He kept pushing past my gag reflex and soon my nose was
nestled in his sparse red pubes.

"AH fuck.  I ain't never felt anything this good before."  Was he a virgin
too?  Damn.  He began pounding away fast and furiously.  In less time than
it takes for Jeff or Richard to fire off, the red-head blasted off down my
gullet.  I wanted to pull back some to taste his load but he held my head
tight to his pubes.  Sadly I never was able to savor his spunk.  Really?
Now I was actually looking forward to the taste of boy batter.

He pulled out and thanked me.  "Man, oh man that was fantastic.  Thank-you.
Thank-you.  Thank-you."  Yup, it was definitely his first time.  "Did you
enjoy that too?  Sure looks like it," he said as he lightly tapped my
erection with his foot.

Clearing my throat I said, "Yes.  You're really big.  Though, I, um..."

"What?"

"You shot so far down my throat I didn't get a chance to taste it," I
shamelessly admitted.  I couldn't believe I told him that.

Robby and he roared in laughter.  Then Robby said, "Next time pull out and
shoot in his mouth and all over his face.  He really loves wearing spunk
too."  God, could I feel any lower despite it being the truth.  Wait, Next
Time?

"Why don't you fill him up again since that one was so quick," Robby said
offering up my services again.

Before I could stop myself I blurted out, "First timers usually are," like
I was an expert at cock sucking.  Well, after all I was on my way to become
one.

"What!  Wait how did... I'm mean, I ain't no virgin punk, He stammered.

Getting bolder I looked up at him and said, "It's ok.  Everyone's gotta be
one until they're not."

Glancing over his shoulder to make sure we were still alone he said, "You
can't tell J.  Got it.  He'd bust my balls for sure."

"We won't," I ensued him.

"Is he gonna suck you off again or not?" Robby asked impatiently.

This time I took the initiative can crawled on my kneels to the redhead.
Holding his hips I pulled his still hard cock into my hungry mouth.
Grabbing my head in his hands he called out, "Oh fuck.  Kid, you're a damn
good cocksucker for sure."  Instead of being embarrassed now I was proud of
myself.

This blow job last almost 5 minutes.  When he started to stand on his toes
robby and I knew he was about to blast off.  Robby actually grabbed the
base of his prick and popped it out of my mouth as he started shooting.
"Open your mouth wide," he ordered me.

Tilting my head back one, two, three powerful jets of teenage love juice
landed on my tongue.  Robby tugged the 8 inch monster and directed the
remaining 7 or 8 shots (this guy could really cum a lot) across my face.

Coming down from his high he thanked me.  Not many guys did that, they
usually thanked Dean.  "Whoa, that was awesome dude.  Thanks.  I gotta
jet," he said as he threw on his jeans and sneaks.

Robby asked, "Is there anyone else."  Damn.  Does he want me to suck off
the entire store?

"I think so.  Wait here.  If he doesn't come out in five minutes, you
better scram."

So we waited.  Robby was jumping around like he had ants in his pants.
"Fuck, you sucked off two kids and got them to give you their underwear.
Man your face is covered in goo. (some of which I licked up as it ran down
my upper lip) It looks terrific.  How wild is this?

"You're the wild one.  I can't believe you told them I wanted their
briefs."  Examining them I could see tons of piss and cum stains in the
both.  Holding them to me face but not wiping away the drying spunk per
Robby's order I inhaled deeply.  "Aw," I grinned looking up at Robby.  He
snatched them from my hand and did the same.  "Pervert," I told him.  We
giggled like two little kids at ourselves.

Five minutes later nobody showed and I went to pull on my shorts.  Just
then this heavy-set kid came outside looking around tentatively.  He wasn't
just heavy but overweight.  More than that he really was borderline fat.
Not somebody I'd want to suck off so I was hoping Robby would just stay
quiet.  No such luck.

Coming out from the back of the dumpster Robby got this attention by
clearing his throat.  The kid was more than startled at the sound.  "Hey,"
he called out.

"Hey yourself," Robby replied.  "Did those others guys send you out here?"

"Yeah.  They said there was a surprise out here.  I didn't believe them.
They're always playing pranks on me.  What are you doing back here?"  I
kinda felt bad for him if he was getting picked on by the other boys.  Just
cause he's overweight.  Bullies.  Except for the fact that I swallowed
their loads and got their briefs, I wished I hadn't given them so much
pleasure.

"I'm just keeping watch for my friend.  He lost a bet and is back here
naked.  He sucked those guys off and needs to do one more.  Interested?"

"REALLY!  No flipping way.  Who's really behind there?"

Robby told me to come out and show that we weren't trying to prank this
kid.  When he saw me I think he shit his pants or something.  His mouth
dropped open so much I thought it would start collecting flies from around
the dumpster.  Robby told him I'd suck him off too.

"No way.  You guys are just pulling my leg.  Did Jason and Red put you up
to this?"  Red, not an original nickname for a guy with red hair I thought.
What am I doing?  Concentrate on what is happening not about what they call
some redheaded kid.

"No.  It's on the level.  Of course you got to pay the price.  My friend
wants your underwear as payment," Robby explained.

"Oh.  Now I see.  Once I take off my overalls everyone from the store comes
out and sees me.  No thanks."  He turned to go back inside when Robby held
up Jason and Red's briefs.  "No.  Wait.  Look.  I have their underwear.
This is on the level.  He'll even suck you off first.  Then you can give
him your underwear."

He took a few steps toward me.  Yes, he was definitely intrigued.  Looking
at my face he must have recognized the signs of my facial.  "Is that?  Is
that sperm on his face?"

Sperm?  With all the names for it he calls it sperm?  Again, concentrate on
the important stuff Jamie I scoulded myself.  You're about to suck off a
third kid outside behind a dumpster in broad daylight, while naked.  Who
the fuck cares what he calls cum?

I could see the wheels turning inside his head as he considers his options.
He slowly walked closer to me while unzipping his fly and took his dick out
of his pants.  I could barely see it under his stomach which hung over the
top of his belt.  Well, here goes nothing I thought.

I tilted my head under his gut (I could see his head spinning around in all
directions looking to see if the other guys were indeed playing a trick on
him or not.  When I took his small dick (maybe it just seemed that way due
to his size) he moaned out loud, "Oooh."

He enlarged to about 5 inches but surprisingly thick as a soda can.  It
filled my mouth to the point I could barely move up and down on it.  That
didn't seem to bother him any as his moaning got louder, "Yes, suck me."
He began swinging his hips all the time holding my head still.  I really
can't say I was being face fucked as his cock never traveled in and out
much.  My lips kept smashing harder into his crotch, my nose getting
scratched up by his zipper.

I worked my tongue on the underside of his fat prick to speed the process
along.  It worked and luckily only a few minutes passed until he raised up
on his tip toes and his fat schlong grew wider (if that was possible) as he
began firing off his seed.  "Oh my heaven.  Whoa, you're actually
swallowing it."

Robby moved closer to him and said, pull out and spray it all over his
face, he really likes that.  Being caught up in the moment, the fat kid
followed Robby's orders without any hesitation and sprayed 6 shots across
my eyes, nose, and left cheek.  That is after the first two more voluminous
shots went down my throat.

Extracting his shrinking dick from the warm recesses of my mouth, he tucked
himself away.  Robby asked, "What about his payment?  Your underwear?"  Now
truth was I didn't want them.  They were probably big enough for Robby and
I both to get into.

I was relieved to hear the kid say, "Ain't wearing none.  Sorry."

"Well, in that case you'll just have to give him something else he likes."
Robby whispered in the kids ear something which caused the big guy to smile
wickedly at me.

The next thing I knew Robby was stepping back and saying, "Don't get any on
his face.  You don't want to wash the spunk away."  (Shit Robby.  If he's
going to do what I think he is, I am going to get you back so badly.)  The
next second I felt the warmth of the kids piss spraying me from my neck
down to my still raging boner and back up.  Robby told me to open my mouth
and the last of his pee went right inside.  Damn.

"Drink it down," the fat kid instructed.  I did.  Robby laughed. Then the
big kid put himself away after shaking the last few drops on my face next
to his congealing cum.  "I got work.  See you dudes later."  He walked
inside, looking over his shoulder at the door with a huge smile on his
face.

Robby tossed my shorts and t-shirt to me and told me to get dressed.  I
wanted to jerk off to rid myself of my erection, but Robby said that was
his job when we got back.  We walked to the front of the stores to get out
bikes.  Robby stopped me and said, "Go in and get two ice cream sandwiches.
My treat," he said handing me some money.

"Are you crazy?  I'm covered in piss and cum."

He simply shrugged his shoulders.  I took the money, adjusted my boner in
an attempt to make it less obvious (it didn't work) and went inside.  I
practically ran to the frozen food section and grabbed two ice cream
sandwiches and went to the registers.  Now I had a dilemma.  I could either
go to the express lane where some 16-17 year old girl was working or go to
the other lane which had an elderly woman unloading her carriage but was
being rung up by Red.  I chose his lane.

Praise be, the woman upon seeing my two purchases said, "Oh young man, why
don't you go ahead of me while I'm emptying my cart."  I scooted past her
though I was so close I could tell she smelled the stale drying piss on me
as she wrinkled her nose and stepped back.  "You should get right home and
clean up son," she told me.

"Yes ma'am.  We've been out playing and got quite dirty," I managed to say.

Red rang my purchase up and as he went to give me the change said, "Wow,
the big guy bragged he hosed you down.  Glad he got to have fun.  Me and J
kinda owed him for the crap we give him."  I felt better about them maybe
not picking on him anymore but that's his problem.  Mine is getting the
hell out of here all covered in cum and piss.

I flew out of the store.  Robby was apparently watching the whole thing
thru the large front windows.  He was in roaring with laughter.  Throwing
him his ice cream I hopped on my bike and started pedaling away.  I could
hear him still laughing so I knew he was following me.

At the stop sign to my street, Robby wanted to go see if we could find
Raymond and Darin at Mr. Mann's farm.  I just kept riding toward my house.
He didn't push the issue.

With our snack all consumed by the time we pulled into my driveway I told
Robby, "I'm gonna jump in the shower before my parents get home.  Want to
join me?"

He did and in there we lathered each other up not missing one inch of our
13 year old bodies.  We blabbered on about what had just happened to each
other as if neither of us had been there.  Our erections poking at each
other the entire time.  He still wouldn't let me shoot.  "Save it for
later," he told me.  We didn't have a lot of time in there so our
activities were restricted to washing, and reliving the story again and
again.

By the time my parents came home we were cleaned and dressed.  Well, we
actually stayed naked until my mom pulled into the driveway then dashed
into our clothes.  We had set up Connect Four and were plying that when she
walked inside.  "Hello boys.  Nice to see you again Robby."

"Thanks for having me," he answered.  Mom went to get out of her work
clothes and Robby and I started hauling a few things we figured we might
need out to the tent.  It would be another camp out for us.

Dad came home shortly and got dinner going.  Tonight was BBQ chicken, baked
potato, and green salad.  I set the table for four.  Marla and Donny were
not going to be home for dinner.

Robby wasn't used to washing and drying dishes, his family had a
dishwasher, mine did not.  But he and I got them done in no time flat, me
washing him drying.  We excused ourselves and headed out to the tent.  Mom
told us to come and brush our teeth before we went to sleep.  I said we
could take a jug of water and we'd do it outside.  She was a little put off
by that but dad said, "Oh let them.  If they were really camping in the
wilderness they'd do everything out there."  Thanks dad.  Grabbing the
stuff we needed we headed out.

I wasn't too sure as I was worried dad might come out to check on us, but
Robby convinced me we should sit around playing games (regular board games
not sexual ones yet) in Jason and Red's underwear.  He won that argument.
I wore Jason's and he wore Red's hole-y briefs.  I told him if dad did come
out and saw me in such rags he'd kill me.  He was dared to make me go
inside with them on but said he'd save that for another time.

I heard Marla come home around 10:00. Mom and dad had already gone to bed.
Donny must have left right after dropping her off cause we never saw the
rest of my family that night.  Robby practically attacked me when we
figured the coast was clear.  We rolled around sucking face for twenty
minutes, our hard-ons filling the briefs of the older teens.

"You ready to plow my ass?" Robby asked.

"Mmm Mmm, yes I am," I whispered in his ear.

We ripped off my afternoon earnings, tossing them aside.  I snuck a small
container of hand lotion out earlier to use as lube.  Working some into
Robby's hole and along my shaft I mounted him from behind.

"Yes, do me doggie style.  Just like you got it this morning."  I obliged
him sliding my dick up his chute slowly.  He sighed in pleasure.  When I
bottomed out he looked over his shoulder and told me, "Now really give it
to me."

Unfortunately, I didn't last all that long having been deprived the
privilege of shooting off most of the afternoon since I did him earlier.
"Oh, yes, fill me up," he shouted.  I blasted 7 or 8 shots up his butt.
Man it was one of the best cums I ever had.

When I pulled out Robby threw me on my back and started to mount me, my
legs wrapped around him.  I managed to slow him down just long enough to
use some hand lotion before he buried himself in me to the hilt.  From
there he pounded away at my hole almost possessed.  We stared into each
others eyes the entire time, except for when he blasted off.  Robby planted
his mouth on my lips and groaned loudly as it was his turn to achieve his
orgasm.

We lied there, sweat covered, recuperating from our sexcapades breathing
deeply.  Eventually, our heart rates slowed down and Robby slid off of me
as we lied there still in our warm embrace.  I was content to call it a
night, Robby wanted yet another round.  It didn't take much on his part to
convince me to plow his ass one more time.

We agreed to tell Dean and Dale that he did me three time instead of the
way it actually went down.  We figured we wouldn't get messed up in a lie
if we just switched roles when I did him.  The night air was cool outside
the tent as we peed and brushed our teeth.  Snuggling warm in our sleeping
bags (which of course were zipped together) Robby and I drifted off.

To Be Continued...


Author's Note: Well first, sorry that took longer to get out than I
thought.  No surprise as I had to write and edit it.  I guess that is the
price for me posting chapters once a week at the start.  On the brighter
side, it was much longer than previous chapters.  It just seemed right.
Besides, I want Chapter 40 to be Robby learning all about humiliation from
Dean and Dale on Wednesday.  Hey, what's up with Robby?  Quite the surprise
of him being so dominant.  (Don't worry, Jamie will be turning the tables
on him.  And of course it involves his brother Eddie.  Robby is in for some
humiliation.  That's in the future though.)

Right now the plan is for Chapter 41 to have Dean let Jamie give him his
punishment day first.  The Dean will give Jamie his two.  Dean's punishment
will be both physical and emotional.  Jamie being naive will actually take
some suggestions from Dean himself.  I'm open to taking suggestions from
you, so now is your chance.  Except for blood and scat, anything goes.
DeansBicha@gmail.com