Date: Sat, 10 Dec 2022 17:59:30 -0500
From: Dean Soarer <deansbicha@gmail.com>
Subject: Deans Bicha Chapter 49d

This story is fiction.  If you are not legally allowed to read, stop doing
so.  While based on many actual events and people (names changed) of my
youth, sadly most of the sexual situations are fictional.  Please do not
repost or publish without my consent.  I am Dean's Bicha, Jamie, in this
story.  I am always open to ideas and suggestions of what you would like to
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WARNINGS:

There is another Adult-Youth scene, clearly marked with *** if you wish to
skip.  Remember, in real life it is NEVER, ever acceptable for an adult to
be with a minor.

Also, There is a heterosexual scene in this chapter.  It is one of two
planned for the story.  I think they are important for the story line and
the development of the characters.  In this chapter we get more insight on
Jamie, Robby, and his brother Eddie.  This is NOT turning into a bi-sexual
story.  If you wish to skip it, it will be clearly marked with *** at the
beginning and end as well.  It has more detail than I originally thought
though I'm happy with it.  Please send me your thoughts on it.

Deans Bicha 49d

Wednesday Morning.

Dad woke me up for breakfast.  Even though it was summer, it was still part
of the routine.  Besides, dad liked to have company in the morning before
he headed to work.  Those days were numbered as our whole life was going to
change when they moved to the restaurant.  In the meantime, we could talk
about fishing.

I threw back the covers and walked straight past him to the bathroom.  I
didn't even bother to put on a pair of briefs, my piss hard-on desperate
for release.  It wasn't until I was half way done pissing that I realized
what I had done.  Crap.  Now I was going to have to walk past him again
totally nude.  My dick, which had started to deflate while peeing began to
rise again.  Double Crap.

In order to avoid any more embarrassment, I did what all 13 year old boys
love to do and had a wank.  It was way too quick as dad was waiting to
serve breakfast.  My cum dropped into the toilet water combining with my
piss.  I'm always amazed the way it congeals into little blobs.  I wiped
the end of my dick of pee and cum with my finger, licking it up of course,
before flushing and washing my hands.

Dad was waiting for me so I had no chance to avoid him.  Triple crap.
Luckily, having just emptied my balls, I wasn't hard.  He pointed toward
the kitchen.  Before I could even protest he told me, "If you can walk to
the bathroom in the buff, you can eat that way too.  Now move."  I made a
bee line to my chair because once dad said the words 'now move,' we had
better do what he wanted.  I pulled the chair close to the table, my chest
up against the edge in order to protect my modesty.  Ha, that's a laugh.

Before dad could serve me my fried eggs and toast, mom walked into the
kitchen.  Quadruple Crap.  Because dad left for work so much earlier than
mom, she didn't usually get up at this hour.  Pouring herself a cup of
coffee she sat down and said, "Hi honey."

"Hi mom," I replied shocked that she wasn't saying anything about my
nudity.  Did she really not notice?  Or was it just that common place now?
Before I could even process that thought, Marla came in too.  Quintuple
Crap.  She looked half a sleep still as she sat down across from me.  She
probably didn't know I was totally naked only seeing me from the waist up.
Dad served us a platter of fried eggs and toast.  We began to eat when mom
asked me, "Jamie, would you please get some blueberry jam for the toast."
Sextuple Crap. (Yes, that's the word for six times.)

Now I had two choices, say no and face some punishment for sure.  Or simply
comply.  Now all of my immediate family had seen me naked too many times as
far as I was concerned already.  But the thought of possible getting
spanked on my bare butt this early would not be a good way to start the
day.  Reluctantly, I slowly rose exposing my dick and balls to Marla, who
practically spit her orange juice out of her mouth.

"Whoa.  Looking good baby bro.  Are you a nudist now?"

I so wanted to tell her to 'fuck off' but knew that would certainly land me
in deep shit, not with just my parents, but her also.  Without a word I
stuck my tongue out at her and went to the refrigerator for the jam.

"Nothing we haven't seen before.  Right sport?" Dad kidded me ask I handed
mom the jam.

"Yeah," I mumbled.  "Can I...I mean MAY I go put some underwear on please?"

Mom looked up from her paper and said, "Why?  So you can put those dirty,
old, ratty, hole filled briefs you insist on wearing?  Or new ones turned
inside out which I'll just make you take off anyway?  We've seen all there
is to see so sit and eat before your breakfast gets cold.  You know how
your father hates that."  Septuple Crap.  (7 times)

I'm actually sitting at the table totally nude with my family eating
breakfast.  How unbelievable.  Wow, what a long way I've come in such a
short time.  I knew Dean would be proud of me.  Oh, no.  I shouldn't have
thought of him because blood began to flow filling my dick up.  Octuple
Crap.  (8 times)

I started wolfing down my food figuring maybe I could make an escape before
I had a full fledged boner at breakfast.  Haha, I chuckled to myself.  I'm
having a Boner Breakfast.  That did it.  I was completely hard, my dick
pointing straight up my belly.  How would I avoid everyone from seeing it?
Nonuple Crap.  (9 times)

The answer was: I wouldn't.  We had all finished eating when mom handed me
her empty coffee mug and asked me to poor her another cup.  Grabbing the
mug I flew out of my chair to the coffee maker, though I did not turn fast
enough to avoid Marla spotting my erection.  Decuple Crap. (10 times)
"Looks like you enjoy being a nudie-boy," she taunted.  Of course we both
knew that but kept it from our parents.

Mom came to my rescue, sorta, "Now Marla.  Leave Jamie alone.  We know that
happens to teenage boys all the time.  Besides, I believe we have all seen
his erection by now" She, dad, and Marla all chuckled at that comment.  Me,
not so much.  Returning to the table, I set down the hot coffee and was
about to dash to the safety of my room when mom took hold of my arm and
pulled me closer to herself.  WTF?  Did she want a better look at my
hard-on which was less than an arms length from her face?

My adrenaline was pumping into my system by this point.  I watched in slow
motion as mom extended her arm, her hand reaching out.  Was she going to
grab my boner?!  Turning me sideways, her hand ran over my appendix scar.
"This healed nicely."  Then her hand traveled to my pubic mound feeling my
recently re-grown pubes.  Her thumb actually brushed over the base of my
dick which was rock hard and throbbing.  "So, did your experiment with
shaving make your pubic hair make it come in any thicker, honey?" she
questioned.  I stood in disbelief.  "Jamie, Did it?" mom asked me again.

"Um.  Yeah, No.  Um, maybe some.  I don't know," I stumbled through my
words.

"Bet you won't do that again will ya kiddo," dad teased me.

"No!" I answered a bit too loudly drawing everyone's attention to me, my
boner, and my re-growing pubic hair.  Quieter I said, "No, I won't be doing
that again.  It takes too long to grow back."  I screamed in my head, 'SHUT
UP.'  Why would I say that?  If it didn't take as long to grow back, would
I keep shaving myself?

After a few moments of awkward silence, dad gave me clear instructions
about this week's chores.  He wants the lawn cut today, then the garage and
back porch cleaned tomorrow.  No excuses.  The Fourth of July party is
Friday and he wants things to look good around the house and yard.  No
worries I tell him.  I had none because I wouldn't be seeing Dean and Dale
until Friday.

"Ok.  I'm off," dad said.  He would be quitting his job shortly to start
learning the business side of the restaurant soon.  Mom and dad were
already starting to pack some things for their move.  Just before walking
out the side door, dad turns back and says to me, "Oh Jamie.  Don't forget
to put shorts on when you cut the lawn."  Mom and Marla snicker some.
"Well, wear them in the front yard anyway.  You can go au naturale in the
back if you want."

"Um, no.  That's ok," I squeak out of my throat which is as dry as the
Sahara desert.

Even though it was usually Marla's chore to do any breakfast dishes, she
asked me to help her.  Shaking her head up and down behind mom's back, I
knew I had no choice.  Mom praised me for helping as she took her coffee
into the living room to watch the morning news on the television.  Mom was
barely out of the kitchen when Marla whispered, "Get used to it bro.
You'll be naked 24/7 once we're alone."  No surprise there I thought.  Part
of me was embarrassed and part was excited.  Not that it mattered, but both
emotions kept me hard while we cleaned the kitchen.

While doing the morning dishes, Marla asked me what happened yesterday at
the physical.  I could tell she already knew somehow.  I told her
everything.  She loved it.  Seems a friend of hers was one of the
assistants helping and she told Marla she had SEEN me.  Yes, seen me, boner
and all.  One of some 50 to 60 people, probably more, who had an eye-FULL.

Then I confessed to Marla what happen at Joe and Paulie's house afterwards.
She was just as astounded when I mentioned Ian.  When I told her about
James she was flabbergasted.  She asked me if that's what I want.  I really
don't know at only 13 years old.  She tells me there is nothing wrong in
being a lifetime bicha, if I find the right person, as long as I'm happy.
Safe too.  I thank her for listening.  All this time I'm naked with my cock
hard as steel waving around, with my mom sitting in the next room.
Un-fucking-believable.

Mom comes in to the kitchen with her empty coffee mug.  She hands it to
Marla to wash then starts to head to her room to get dressed for work.  At
the doorway, mom looks back and asks me, "Are you planning on staying naked
all day young man?  If you are, I suggest you lose the erection first."
Marla can't control her laughter, causing mom to laugh also as she walks
down the hall.  I don't even know if there is a word for 11 times Crap.

After mom leaves, Marla comes to my room with an evil smile on her face,
similar to Dean's.  She starts looking through my underwear drawer finding
the white mesh see-through ones Dean gave me last night.  Those might be a
bit too risky for what she has in mind.  She picks an almost equally daring
thin, white, string bikini and tells me to mow the lawn in them, and only
them, besides sneakers.  If anyone questions me, I'm to say it's a speedo
bathing suit and I'm going swimming as soon as I finish the lawn.  The
thrill of walking around the entire yard in such small bikini underwear
keeps me hard.  Marla laughs and says I should try to stay hard too, as if
I'm going to go soft anytime soon.  Marla heads out for her part-time job
telling me to 'have fun.'

I don't know whether to do the front or back yard first.  When will there
be more traffic to which I will be exposed?  Other than the commuter hours,
around lunch has more traffic so I'll do the back this morning and get to
the front when there is a greater chance of being spotted.  As an added
bonus, I'll be hotter and sweatier making the thin white material almost
see through.  I'm getting bolder and bolder.  What is happening to me?

I finish the back and it is 11:50.  I'm hot and sweaty, but not so much
that the string bikini is soaked.  Taking a break, I turn on the garden
hose for a drink of water.  Swallowing a few gulps of cool water I think,
why not.  I hold the hose over me allowing the water to cascade over my
head and run down my body.  Ah, that's cool and refreshing.  I glance down
and sure enough, the front of my skimpy bikini is now soaked, clinging to
my cock which is pointed at my hip.  I can clearly see my dick and the
underside of my dickhead.  I spray the water over my shoulders so it runs
down my back onto the small triangular patch of material barely covering my
tight little butt cheeks.

Twisting my head around I can see the fabric sticking to my ass.  The front
and back are Perfect.  My dick, which had gone soft in the back yard, was
at full mast now, completely straining to break free.  Do I really want to
be seen like this?  Guess so, I'm pushing the lawn mower around the house
to do the front.

Unfortunately, given our road on the edge of town, we don't get enough
daytime traffic except during rush hours.  A few cars drove by but I didn't
notice them giving me so much as a passing glance.  Damn.  So nobody really
saw me.  Nobody that is until just as I'm finishing.  Farmboy Raymond
drives by in one of Mr. Mann's trucks.  His older brother Darin isn't with
him.  He pulls into the driveway and gets out.

"Well, what do we have here?  I don't know why you even are bothering
wearing that bikini?  I can see right through it."  My dick is actually
pulling the top of the waistband away from my stomach, allowing the edge of
my hard-on to be seen.  "Why don't you take it off?" He half asks, half
commands.

Looking up and down the street, I push my thumbs under the sides and pull
the bikini down and kick it off.  "Damn, kid."  Looking at his watch he
says he has only a short amount of time before he needs to be back.
Reaching down, Raymond scoops up my underwear and shoves them in his jeans
pocket.  Grabbing the tip of my cock, he pulls me around back.

Raymond is licking his lips in anticipation.  Not wasting anytime, I pull
down his work overalls and see his erection contained in bikini briefs too.
His are a bit bigger on the sides and ass, bright fire engine red, and
there is a giant wet spot at the tip of his dick.  Hooking my fingers
inside I yank them down and engulf his rock hard cock.  His balls are
sweaty and hanging low.  I move my head around taking each one in my mouth
bathing it in spit.  He is going crazy.  So am I.  We are acting on pure
lust right now.

Moving back to his dick, I begin giving him a blowjob, knowing we both want
more.  Once he is dripping spit, I pop off and turn around presenting my
hole to him.  Still being hot and sweaty from cutting the lawn, I need no
additional lubrication as he slides his shaft into me.  Oh, does that ever
feel good.

I'm kneeling on the freshly cut grass in the middle of our yard getting
plowed by farmboy Raymond and loving every second of it.  It takes him 7-8
minutes until he grunts and I feel 4, 5, and 6 powerful shots of his boy
cream fill my anal canal.  As soon as he pulls out I twist around to clean
him off.  Once grossed out by the thought of an ATM, it is one of my
favorite things to do now.

When he is fully clean, and starting to throw more wood, he pulls me off
his dick to a standing position.  Looking all around the backyard, Raymond
then kneels and proceeds to reciprocate.  I'm in heaven as this hunky,
blond farm hand gives me an expert blow job.  He is attacking my member
fast and furiously and I start to feel my balls tighten.  Warning him I'm
going to pop any second causes him to go into hyper-mode.  Soon my baby
makers are sliding down his throat.  Licking his lips as he straightens up
he says, "Thanks kid.  Sweet as honey."

He gets dressed and when I ask for my underwear back and he tells me I have
to "earn" it back.  I smile and tell him "anytime."  He grabs me by the
balls as he marching me out to the side of his truck where I mention our
party Friday night.  He is uncertain if he should attend or not.  I tell
him other people his age will be there so it wouldn't seem strange.  I'll
tell Marla and Donny and they'll cover.  He'll think about it.  I tell him
to bring Darin and Phillip, the electrical trainee.  He smiles and says,
maybe.

We're offered a bit of cover when he opens the door.  Checking that the
close is still clear, behind the open door, Raymond leans in and gives me a
deep tongue lashing kiss.  Without another word, he hops into his truck,
waves goodbye, and drives away.  I go inside to have lunch.  I can feel his
sperm leaking from my hole.  Cool.  Just then the phone rings.  It's Robby
asking if I can stay over his house tonight.  I told him I have chores to
do for the party and probably won't be allowed.

Bummed we talk for a few minutes.  I tell him I have 'lots' to tell him
about Tuesday, but will wait until I see him.  I do tell him about what
just happened with Raymond.  He is so jealous.  Then he gets an idea.  What
if I stay over his house tonight, then he can come over tomorrow and help
with the rest of my chores.  He says he'll ask if he can stay over until
Sunday.  That would mean we'd sleep together four nights in a row.  Wow!
We tell each other we'll check with our parents.

Mom said to ask dad when I called her.  Dad was at first skeptical.  I
promised with Robby's help I could get everything done Thursday afternoon.
He figured it would be ok and agreed.  Robby's mom had no objections
either.  YES!  They would pick me up about 3:00 this afternoon.  Yippee.

I made myself some lunch and as I ate, still nude, I wondered if his
brother Eddie will be there.  Then again why wouldn't he.  This could be
interesting.  Or troubling.  Which would it be?


Wednesday Late Afternoon/Evening

I packed an overnight bag.  I debated whether to include any briefs or not.
I ultimately decided to wear a pair of old white briefs and not bring any
others.  I figured I probably wouldn't be wearing them that much anyway.  I
would be proven correct.

At 2:45 I was anxiously awaiting the arrival of Mrs. Wilson and Robby.
Five minutes later, I was surprised when Robby and his older brother Eddie
drove into the driveway.  Guess that answers my question about Eddie being
around.  After what he pulled at the store when I was underwear shopping, I
was a tad nervous to see him.

As I climbed into the backseat, Robby was all smiles until Eddie barked
out, "Hey queer.  You two fags gonna suck some dick tonight?"

"Fuck you, Eddie.  Don't be a jerk-off."

"No, I'm not jerking off tonight when I got me two queer asses to fuck."
He laughed so hard I thought his head was going to explode.

"Very funny.  We're sleeping downstairs in the rec room tonight.  You'll
just have to pull it like you do every night," Robby shot back.

"Well I haven't had to pull it much since you've been slobbering down my
dick.  Now have I?"  Robby turned bright red and glanced down.  I don't
know why he was so embarrassed.  I'd told him almost everything I had done,
except some stuff with Randolph.  I didn't care if he sucked Eddie's cock.
Actually, I was looking forward to it too.

Deciding to ease the tension, I told Eddie, "I'll suck you off Eddie, don't
worry."

His smile would have lit up New York City.  "Oh I'm not worried.  I know
you will," he said as he looked at me in the rear view mirror.  Something
about his eyes told me he wasn't anywhere near as scary as crazy Huck or
even Richard.  Eddie was just horny and wanted to get his rocks off.
Despite his talk, Eddie was just that, all talk.  Robby and I would find
out tomorrow just how much talk he really was.

Mr. and Mrs. Wilson were very nice people.  Dinner was roasted chicken,
baked potatoes, and frozen peas.  Peas were not my favorite, but the frozen
ones were much better than the canned ones we usually ate.  I'd have to
tell mom.  I finished them without complaint as I had been taught.

Robby's kid sister, Susie, kept trying to get close to me.  I think she may
have had a slight crush on me.  Mr. Wilson smiled at me and rolled his eyes
indicating he understood.  I smiled back.  She was cute and I felt bad that
I didn't feel the same for her as she felt for me.  But she wasn't my type
for two reasons.  First, she was only 10 years old.  Second, and more
importantly, she was a girl.  Hahaha.

Robby and I retreated to the basement rec room right after supper.  They
had a half bath downstairs.  Seems like everyone had a finished or
partially finished basement except us. We never would either as ours got
water in it almost every spring when the rains came.

We watched some TV on a small black and white portable until around 9:00
when we went upstairs to get a snack.  Susie was going to bed and actually
came over to give me a hug goodnight.  I picked her up and swung her around
until she giggled.  Putting her down I told her goodnight and she flew up
the stairs on cloud nine, smiling all the way.  I was happy I could make
her happy.  Mrs. Wilson thanked me for being so nice to her.  Even though
my face flushed, it was probably the first time I didn't get hard while
being embarrassed.

Eddie came into the kitchen as we finished our cookies and milk and
whispered, "Don't you fags be filling up.  My balls have plenty to feed
you," he said as he clutched his junk.  "I'll be down after mom and dad go
to bed."

Robby and I went downstairs after that.  Robby said he had a plan for
later.  We had to stay dressed just in case his mom or dad came downstairs.
Good thing we did cause his mom opened the door and came half way down to
say goodnight.  It was 10:05.  Mrs. Wilson told us not to stay up too late
and be quiet.  She went back upstairs and closed the door.

Now the basement door swung out into the kitchen at the top and didn't have
a lock on it.  Robby got some 1/4 inch braided rope, very strong, and
wrapped it around the door handle.  Running it down the stairs he had me
pull it tight as he tied the other end to the bannister post.  We felt safe
that the only way Eddie would be able to get inside was to break down the
door.

It was now almost 10:30.  Robby and I stripped down to our underwear, our
briefs bursting at the seams with our erections.  Robby leaned into me and
gave me a kiss.  After that we went wild.  Our tongues dueled around each
others mouth as our hands roamed all over our bodies.  Ten minutes later we
heard the door rattle.

Jumping up we sprinted to the top of the stairs.  I notice Robby's cock was
poking over the top of his waistband.  Mine had popped out my leg opening.
He smiled at me as I gripped his dick tip as Eddie tugged on the door.  The
rope held tight.

"You fuckers.  Open this door," Eddie demanded in a low voice.

"I don't think so you big pussy," Robby giggled back.

"You are gonna be in so much trouble if you don't open up," he threatened.

"No can do.  Why don't you go have yourself a good wank."

"You fucking cocksuckers will pay for this," Eddie grumbled.

"We'll be sucking cocks, but not yours," Robby chuckled causing us both to
laugh.  Eddie slammed his fist against the door making us jump.  Serves him
right if his parents caught him going back to his room.  We knew there
would be a price to pay, but we had the night to ourselves so we figured it
was worth it.  And it was.

Robby and I went back downstairs.  Peeling off each others briefs we
instantly began to 69.  Less than five minutes later we swallowed each
others sweet load.  It was a wonderful beginning to the night.

I snuggled up against Robby softly telling him I wanted him to feel
wonderful.  He could only nod his head in agreement.  I began giving him
soft kisses behind his right ear.  Working my way down his body I nibbled
on each of his tits.  He was squirming wildly.  I continued down his chest
to his navel.  I thought he was going to jump out of his skin as I swirled
my tongue in his belly button.

All the time I had been doing this, I was constantly rubbing, squeezing,
and fondling his boy parts.  He was leaking like crazy.  I continued
downward placing a row of kisses from hip to hip across his shorter
regrowing pubes.  I quickly sucked the precum dripping off his dick tip
before I planted kiss after kiss down his length until I reached his almost
hairless sack.  I licked his tender young balls, pushing them around with
my tongue.

Spreading his legs, I went further south going past his taint to the
promised land.  Snuggling my mouth at his hole, I ran my tongue in long
swipes across his love tunnel sending jolts of electricity throughout his
central nervous system.  Robby was gripping my head so tightly I thought he
was going to rip my hair out.

I eventually stopped rimming him, much to both of our disappointment.
Alternating sides, I actually proceeded to give him small bites down the
length of his legs.  Upon reaching his feet I did something I only do
rarely, even today.  I began sucking on each of his toes starting with his
left little toe.  Running my tongue on the sole of his foot had him
twisting and squirming in pleasure.  I repeated my maneuver on the right
foot.

Looking up I could see his lust filled eyes wanting more.  I laid my body
on top of his and we hugged each other as we traded spit for 10 minutes,
grinding our cocks together.  Taking a half second break from sucking face,
we looked into each others eyes and said at the same time, "Fuck me."  Two
bottom boys both wanted it.  We started laughing.

Robby rolled me over and said he'd do me first as a reward for such an
awesome experience.  Funny, for most guys getting TO fuck someone would be
the reward.  For Robby and me, it was getting fucked.  I slobbered some
spit on his dick while Robby spit on my hole.  Five seconds later I was
enjoying riding his pole, my legs wrapped around his waist as he pounded me
relentlessly.  I should clarify, we weren't fucking.  We were making love.

I shifted my hips a few times and suddenly called out, "Right there.
That's my spot.  Pound me and fuck the cum out of me Robby."  Even though
our lips hadn't parted for a while, I could tell he was smiling.  He
slammed into my prostate for several more minutes when I felt an anal
orgasm approaching.  I groaned and moaned signaling my pending climax.
Robby pushed with all his might and sent me over the edge.  My dick pulsed
spurt after spurt of sperm between our bellies.  My ass contracted
clenching Robby's dick in a vice like grip resulting in his explosion.

We collapsed in a sweaty, exhausted heap.  We held each other for 20 or so
minutes just listening to each other breathe.  It was very peaceful.
Picking his head up, Robby said in the softest of voices, "My turn.  Make
love to me."

So that is what we did.  It took longer because Robby never had a hands
free anal orgasm before.  Not that either of us minded.  When I finally
came up his chute, I stayed put and laid on top of him.  We held each other
like that as we drifted off to sleep.  We would worry about cleaning up our
messy sheets and bodies in the morning.

Thursday Morning

Mrs. Wilson was knocking on the "locked" basement door way too early after
our night time romps.  She told us breakfast would be ready in 5 minutes.
Robby yelled up ok.  We both enjoyed watching the other walk naked and hard
to the bathroom.  Like little kids, we held each others dick, which in
hindsight didn't help them go down as we attempted to direct our pee into
the toilet.

Even though we shook each other off, there was a drop of pee on the end of
his dick.  Without thinking, I bent over and licked it off.  Robby was a
bit surprised, but I had to give him credit when he returned the favor.  He
commented it wasn't bad but a bit bitter.  I told him morning piss was.  I
was shocked when he said, "Guess I'll have to try afternoon piss sometime
to see the difference."

We only had 3 more minutes to get upstairs.  Now 13 year old boys don't
need half that time to release a load.  We pounded away at each other until
we blasted off.  Of course we licked up any mess on our hands and
dickheads.

Robby pulled out my old worn cum covered briefs I had swapped with him
during gym class.  The front pouch was glued together with several dozen
loads of Robby's cum.  He wanted me to wear those to breakfast.  He said
he'd wear mine that I wore over yesterday and was keeping them too.  Now I
was sort of used to being in front of my family in just briefs (and after
yesterday even nude to a lesser extent) but I was not comfortable parading
around in cum covered briefs in front of his family.

Thankfully, having just blowing my load, I wasn't hard.  We went upstairs
where his entire family was already seated at the kitchen table.  I felt
myself blush at being in what was basically Robby's cum rag.  My spent dick
remained mostly soft, for now.  Nobody said anything as it was not uncommon
for Robby or Eddie to walk around in their briefs.  In fact Eddie was also
in briefs but wore a t-shirt too which made me feel a little more at ease.
Robby's sister smiled at me causing me to blush some more.

Mr. Wilson asked me a lot of question about the pending restaurant
business.  I answered the best I could even if I didn't know most of the
details myself at that point.  Mrs. Wilson asked me what time I had to be
home and I told them noon. She told Eddie to be sure to get me home by
then.  He grunted he would and shot me a look that meant trouble.  Eddie
was quietly staring us down during the rest of the meal.  I knew we were in
trouble for locking him out last night.

Susie was sitting next to me and couldn't stop looking at my package
stuffed in the crusty underwear.  The left leg opening was so stiff my ball
was actually hanging out.  I tried to adjust it discretely to no avail.
All the staring caused me to get embarrassed resulting in, you guessed it,
a raging boner. Her giggling drew the attention of Mrs. Wilson who asked
what was so funny.

"Jamie has a stiffy like Robby gets.  I think he has one too." she blurted
out as she looked across me to Robby confirming his boner.  My face burst
into flames.  Robby didn't look too pleased either.  Eddie roared in
laughter.  It was the happiest he had been all morning.  Mrs. Wilson's
mouth dropped open in shock.

Mr. Wilson softly told Susie it wasn't nice to point out such things and
made her apologize to us.  She did and I just nodded an acknowledgment.
Robby shrugged his shoulders.  "Boys, don't worry.  It happens.  You
shouldn't be embarrassed."  Turning to Eddie, who was still laughing,
Mr. Wilson said, "Isn't that right Eddie?  As I recall you you were
throwing wood at the table not too long ago."  Eddie's smile disappeared
instantly.  Robby and I glanced at each other and grinned.

Most of Robby's dick deflated by the time we finished eating.  I was not so
lucky.  I did manage to adjust myself before standing up so nothing was
exposed, though everyone could clearly see the tent pole in my cum crusted
tighty-whities.

Mr. and Mrs. Wilson left for their respective works.  Mrs. Wilson was
dropping Susie off at a friends so it was now just us and Eddie.  No sooner
were we alone, then Eddie walked over to Robby and kneed him hard in the
nuts.  Robby crumpled to the floor holding his crushed nuts.

"What the fuck?" I called out.

"Shut the fuck up fagboi," Eddie barked at me.  Kneeling down next to
Robby, Eddie grabbed Robby's balls through my briefs in a vice like grip
and practically tore them off him.  Robby's nuts suffered more as Eddie
delivered two sharp blows to Robby's poor boys.

"Stop.  Enough.  It was my idea to lock you out.  Punish me," I yelled at
Eddie.

"Strip!" Eddie ordered me.  I whipped off the cum rag underwear exposing my
steel hard cock and stood before Eddie awaiting my punishment.  I didn't
have to wait long.  BAM!  Eddie delivered a sharp right punch to my sack.
I landed on the floor next to Robby.  He was about to say something, but I
shook my head slightly and pleaded with my eyes to let me take Eddie's
abuse.  My balls had been put through a lot more than Robby ever imagined.

Grasping our nuts in each hand, Eddie pulled us off the floor.  He told us
to pick up our underwear then dragged us downstairs by our balls.  Let me
tell you walking down stairs while someone is tugging your most precious
parts is rather difficult.  You have to keep close but can't because you
are on a higher step.  Reaching the bottom Eddie spun us around in front of
the sofa.  He whipped off his t-shirt as he told us, "get my shorts off
cocksuckers."  Once naked he flopped down and spread his legs.  Pointing to
his junk he said, "Suck," as he pointed to his already hard cock.  Robby
and I dropped down and began fighting over his cock.  "One on my balls, the
other on my cock."

Robby moved down and began suckling Eddie's stones while I bobbed up and
down on Eddie's rod.  Every few minutes he would call out, "switch."  I
think it was because he wanted or needed a few seconds to cool down so he
didn't drop his load too quickly.  We worked him over for about 45 minutes
until he told Robby, "Teabag both my balls you little shit."  Robby stuffed
both of Eddie's nads in his mouth holding them tightly.  Then Eddie grabbed
my ears and began pounding away at my throat.  A minute later Eddie
screamed out he was cumming.  My mouth flooded with his seed, which he told
me not to swallow.

With his balls now emptied, Edie pulled us off of him.  He told me to open
my mouth and show him his load.  He loved it.  Then he told us, "Ok you
queer boys.  I want you to swap spit and share my spunk.  Swallow it all
down."

Robby and I didn't need to be told twice.  Eddie made derogatory comments
the entire time we passed his load between our mouths.  "Yes bitches, eat
that nasty load.  Let me see your tongues fighting over my cum.  Yeah, suck
my baby makers down your queer cock sucking throats."

Once all his spunk was in our bellies, Eddie told us to pack up our things.
Robby was staying at my house until after the party.  Eddie would be
picking him up on Sunday.  As we headed up stairs, Eddie called out, "and
stay naked bitches."

The fucker made us run out to the car naked.  Now in my neighborhood that
wasn't such a problem in my remote area.  The Wilson's lived more toward
the center of town in a neighborhood with small 1/4 acre lots.  Thus there
were houses completely surrounding us.  Thankfully, Eddie's car was parked
relatively closed to the side door.  When Robby questioned him and pointed
out some neighbor might tell their parents, Eddie's response was to knee
Robby in the nuts once again.  Turning to me Eddie squeezed the crap out of
my balls until I said I was fine running outside naked.

******************************************* AUTHOR's NOTE: WARNING
HETEROSEXUAL SCENE. To skip, look for the *** to continue reading.

Once in the back seat of the car, Robby and I felt relatively safe.  We had
no idea where he was taking us.  Driving thru town while nude was not new
to either of us.  Though Robby had only done it once when Darin and Raymond
drove us down to K-Mart.  This time we were in a much lower vehicle and
therefore more exposed at every traffic light.  Eddie made us jerk off each
other the entire way.

We pulled into a house on the complete opposite end of town from my house.
The houses were much bigger than mine and far enough apart that neighbors
weren't as problematic as they would be at the Wilson's house.  Walking to
the front door with our cocks pointing north was humiliating.  Eddie was
all smiles standing behind us waiting for the door to be answered.  When it
did I almost shit my pants.  Well, I would have had I been wearing any.

There were two girls who had just graduated with Marla, Donny, and Eddie.
There was nothing shocking about that.  What was surprising was they were
naked too.  Neither had a stitch of clothing covering their voluptuous
bodies.  Even though I was 100% gay, even I could appreciate beauty in its
purest form.  Sharon was a dark brunette with extra large pert breasts with
the largest aureoles.  Her pussy hair had been trimmed short and was
nothing more than a thin vertical line about an inch wide.

Jillian was a sandy haired, cutie with the prettiest eyes.  Her breast were
larger, or looked it on her smaller frame, though her nipples were not as
large as Sharon's.  Her snatch had been shaved smooth.  The girls invited
us inside.

Eddie was practically hyperventilating.  The girls showed us into the
living room and sat next to Robby and me.  Eddie was tugging on his own
hard-on.  Sharon told him to cool his jets while we got acquainted.  I
couldn't speak for Robby, but I was a bit uncomfortable in this situation.
Now most teenager boys would be thrilled to be in such a predicament, but
not a gay boy.  Robby had a fake smile on his face which told me I was not
alone.

"So boys, Eddie says you are gay.  Have you ever been with a woman?"
Sharon asked us.  We shook our heads 'no' silently.

"Do you want to be?" Jillian asked Robby as she put her leg over his and
stroked his cock.  He just shrugged his shoulders.

"What about me?" Eddie croaked out still pulling at his boner trapped
inside his jeans.

"Oh, Eddie.  This is about seeing if Robby and Jamie are really gay,"
Sharon informed him.  I looked over at Robby and Jillian practically had
her entire tongue in his throat as she continued to stroke his cock.  "You
know, you look a bit over dressed compared to the rest of us."  It took
Eddie less than 30 seconds to be displaying his erection as all his clothes
lied crumpled on the floor next to the chair where he was sitting.

Sharon began making out with me.  For the next 5-10 minutes all you could
hear in the room was the sound of two couples kissing and poor Eddie
pulling away at his blood filled virgin cock.

The girls eventually moved Robby and me to the floor in front of their
dripping pussies.  Spreading their legs we were instructed to pleasure them
with our tongues.  Now rimming guys asses may seem disgusting to some
people (not to me so much anymore) but this was way, way worse.  Luckily,
both girls were well douched and smelled flowery fresh.  After bringing
them to an orgasm we switched places.  I was now servicing Jillian who was
much more vocal of the two.  Another orgasm each later and we switched
partners back.

Sharon reached into the end table drawer and pulled out two condoms.  By
the looks on our faces, Robby and I were both clearly shocked.  Were we
about to have sex with girls?  Eddie protested before we had the chance.

"Hey, what are your doing?  That wasn't part of the deal," he complained.
"Those faggots can't be having sex before me," he shouted.  Then his face
turned deep red when he released what he just admitted.  I told you he was
all talk.

"Hush Eddie!  Besides, eating us out doesn't prove anything.  If they lose
their bones then we'll know they are 100% gay," Sharon told him.  Without
further fanfare, Sharon and Jillian rolled condoms over our blood filled
dicks.  I couldn't speak for Robby but I was kind of scared yet excited.  I
had had more sex than most 18 year olds by this point in my life, but it
was all with guys.  This would be my first time with a girl.

Sitting us on the sofa, the girls straddled us and lower themselves on our
love sticks.  Robby looked at me and was wide eyed.  We watched as the
girls began going up and down on us.  Faster and faster they went until
they cried out in what was their third orgasm of the morning.  Wow!  How I
wish guys could cum that frequently.  Then surprisingly, the girls
switched.  Jillian lied down on the floor pulling me on top of her.  She
guided my dick into her warm, wet, and well used pussy.  Sharon did the
same to Robby.  This time we were to do the work.

Eddie was practically pulling his dick off he was pounding it so hard as he
watched the live sex show in front of him.  Sharon noticed and told him not
to spray on the carpet just as he was about to fire off.  He caught his
load in his hand.  Wanting to prove that Robby and I were truly gay, he
held his hand in front of Robby and told him to lick it up.  While Sharon
and Jillian scolded Eddie, Robby did as he was told.  Lucky Robby.

Something about being on top of the girls made Robby and me speed up until
we were almost racing to shoot before the other.  That or we both wanted it
over as soon as possible.  We fucked the girls for another 10-12 minutes
until they came for a fourth time.  Then Sharon told us we could shoot.
Almost at the same time Robby and I fired our seed into the tip of the
condoms.

"Well boys, how was your first time with a girl?" Sharon asked.

Neither of us spoke for a minute.  Jillian looked at Robby, who looked
scared still, and asked him if he enjoyed himself and did he still prefer
guys over girls.  He nodded 'yes' to both.  When they looked at me I did
the same but did manage to say I had fun.  They laughed and said they were
happy to try to turn us straight.  Besides, they were very impressed with
our stamina as most guys are just into themselves and want to get their
rocks off as quickly as possible.  No guy had ever made them cum four
times.  We were proud of ourselves for that.

"See, I told you you couldn't convert them."  Eddie then told us, "Listen
you queers, show the girls just what fags you are.  Trade condoms and eat
each others spunk."  Again the girls thought Eddie was disgusting, but
Robby and I obeyed swallowing each others load.

Eddie asked if it was his turn now.  Sharon laughed at poor Eddie telling
him he needed to prove he wouldn't fire off too soon.  "I'll tell you what
Eddie.  If you can do either of these guys for 10 minutes without shooting
then I'll have sex with you."

"Deal," Eddie stupidly took the bait.  The girls tricked him into having
gay sex in front of them.  This would not bode well for his 'reputation'.
He pushed me over the arm of the sofa and was about to enter me when
Jillian told him to wait as I needed lube.  She bent down and began to suck
on his rod.  By his groaning I thought he would blast off before making it
to any hole.  Sharon told Robby to get my butt ready, which he gladly did.
Maybe two minutes later Eddie was ready for my ass.  More than ready.  He
pushed Robby aside and buried his cock up my ass in one swift push.  He
lasted a bit longer than Richard, but not by much.  He did me for 4-5
minutes tops before he cried out and sprayed his seed.

Pulling out he walked around in front of me and presented his cum covered
cock.  Jillian yelled at him, but Eddie ignored her.  He knew he would not
be losing his virginity with a girl today and didn't care what she thought
of him at that moment.  I performed an ATM on him until he was clean as a
whistle.

Sharon and Jillian discussed something quietly among themselves.
Surprisingly, they decide to reward Robby and me with a blow job, or more
likely they wanted to say they blew gay boys.  Jillian swallowed Robby's
load in eight minutes, I made it to nine before blasting down Sharon's
throat.  The girls teased Eddie about our longer lasting staying power and
said when he could last 10 minutes, to contact them.  Despite repeatedly
trying on Robby's butt for the rest of the summer, sadly for Eddie, he
never was able to get together with either girl.

These girls weren't through with figuratively 'screwing' Eddie yet.  They
wanted him to leave his clothes too.  After some debate, in exchange for
him staying naked with us they took turns sucking him off for a combined
total of 6 minutes before he shot his second load into Sharon's hand.  Man
she didn't even swallow, that was adding insult to injury.  (She wiped it
off with a towel, what a waste of good cum I thought.) Well, I guess he
could say that he got to see two live sex shows and had his dick sucked by
two hotties.  Seems like very little consolation if I were him.

The three of us ran to the car balls to the wall nude.  Eddie let us know
in no uncertain terms he wasn't happy at all driving naked especially with
'two naked queer faggots in the back seat'.  He said nothing but smiled
when we asked how the blow jobs were from the girls.  At least he had that,
such that it was.

********** END SCENE ***************

Thursday Afternoon

Eddie was still pissed at everything that happened, or didn't happen as he
drove us to my house.  Flying around the bend in the road he went past my
house.  I yelled for him to stop but he drove almost to the end of the
road.  Pulling over he got a mean smile on his face telling us to get out.
He wasn't backing up or turning around.  I had run around naked farther
than this but in the cornfields or woods, not the street.  His response,
'tough.'  We did manage to get out and duck into the fields before he drove
off.

Before he sped off, Eddie did 'graciously' say he would turn around at the
corner and drop our bags off in my driveway.  That was something, though we
had to make it back home first.  We crouched low and finally made it to my
house.  Ensuring there was no traffic, we darted across the road and up my
driveway, our dicks flopping all around boning up in the process.  Grabbing
our duffle bags we ran around the garage, we were safe.  Phew.  Robby
noticed his bag was unzipped.

"The fucker took my shorts and t-shirts.  He left me your briefs though,"
he said as he held them to his face and inhaled my scent.

"Sicko."

"Yup," he admitted smiling at me.  "I want you to fill these up before I go
home."

"No problem," I smiled at him.

We tossed our duffle bags in the tent for sleeping out tonight, then headed
inside for some lunch.  After this morning we were both starving.  As we
were finishing eating, the phone rang.  It scared the daylights out of me.
I guess sitting around the kitchen table naked with your buddy when nobody
is home keeps you on edge just a bit.

I was pleasantly surprised it was Randolph.  I was happy to hear from him
and told him Robby was here to help me clean the garage and porch then camp
out.  Randolph offered to join us, "if you want," he said so sadly.  Of
course, Robby was all on board with the possibility of being with him too.
I first needed to confirm it was ok with dad.

"I want that garage Spic'n'Span clean by the time I get home tonight.
Understood?  Don't the three of you be messing around," dad warned.  If he
only knew exactly what 'messing around' we would do he'd never have given
permission.

"Yes. Sir," I answered in my most serious voice.  "We'll get everything
looking great before we 'mess around' this afternoon," I answered.  I
grabbed my balls and swung my dick in circles when I said 'messing around'.
Robby practically choked on his drink.  I explained why I had chosen that
phrase to him when I got off of the phone with dad.  Then I called Randolph
back and he said his dad would drop him off in 10-15 minutes.  Robby and I
excitedly waited for Randolph.

*************ADULT SCENE***************

Waiting for Randolph to show up I began to get nervous about seeing
Mr. Pierce.  I hadn't seen him since I was at their house.  By now I was
99.9999% certain it had been Mr. Pierce that had worshipped my body like I
had done to Robby last night.  Hell, make that 100%.  I can still hear
those words 'sweet thing.'  I didn't know how this would play out with
Robby here since I promised Randolph I would never tell a soul what
happened.

Pulling Robby into my room, we had to get dressed before they got here.
Wanting to be a tad devious and drive Mr. Pierce a bit crazy, I gave Robby
Dean's old gym shorts which I still had.  Because they were from last year
and Robby being two years older they were way too tight on his slightly
huskier frame.  I could see the outline of his junk so clearly.  His balls
were smushed flat on the left, his dick pointing toward his right hip was
half way filled with blood.  I rubbed it a few times so it expanded to its
full 5 inches.

"Are you insane?" Robby questioned.  "Randolph's dad is going to see me for
sure."

"Yup.  Just go with it.  Ok?"  Robby looked nervous until I reminded him,
"Your whole family saw my boner at breakfast this morning."

"Ok, ok.  So what are you going to wear then?"

I decided to go for broke and pulled out my P.E. jock.  I wish I had the
one I wore to my physical.  Why not show off my ass I thought.  Robby's jaw
hit the floor.

"No way man!  You can't be wearing just a jock.  What if he says
something?"

First, I knew Mr. Pierce would say something.  I was counting on it.
Second, Why not tease him?  What can he do in front of Robbie?  Nothing.
"I'll tell him cleaning out the garage is quite the dirty workout so we
dressed for it and I lent you my gym shorts.  I don't have any others so I
just had the jock," I informed Robby who didn't believe I had the balls to
do it.  Especially since I, like him, was rock solid hard, causing the jock
pouch to be stretched to its limit.

"Come on.  Let's be working in the garage when they get here."  It was very
exhilarating walking around in just a jock strap in the driveway.  My heart
was beating a mile a minute.  Robby and I had pulled several items into the
driveway when Randolph and his dad arrived.  As they exited the truck, I
began to have some doubts, too late now.

Randolph's eyes and mouth were wide open as he saw us.  "Hey guys," he
stammered.

"Hi Randolph."  Robby hung back some, nervous how our appearance was going
to play out in front of an adult.  "Mr. Pierce, Randolph, this is Robby.
Robby, this is my friend Randolph and his dad, Mr. Pierce," I said turning
toward Robby as I made the introductions.

"Hey," Randolph waived.

Extending his hand, Mr. Pierce took three steps toward Robby who offered
his back in return.  I watched Mr. Pierce's eyes rake all up and down
Robby's sexy body as they shook.  Releasing his grip on Robby, Mr. Pierce
shook my hand next.  "You boys look like you're working up a good, healthy
sweat already."

"Yeah, we are," I stammered.  This was a lot more nerve wracking than I
thought originally and I felt I better offer up my explanation.  "I gave
Robby my gym shorts so he wouldn't get his regular clothes all dirty.  I
didn't have any others for myself.  Hope that's ok," I rattled off
nervously fast.

"That looks just fine to me boys.  Yes, real fine."  Looking over his
shoulder at Randolph, Mr. Pierce said, "Randy-boy, don't be messing up your
only pair of shorts neither.  If you gotta, you work in just yer
undershorts.  You hear me?"

"Yes, papa," Randolph replied still wide eyed.

Looking the two of us back over with leering eyes, Mr. Pierce finally said,
"Why don't you stow your duffle away Randolph.  Robbie, why don't you show
him where to put it.  I wanna talks to Jamie in private for just a minute
or two."

"Papa, please.  I know where the tent is.  Robby can stay here."

"No.  I want to 'talk' with Jamie for a moment.  DO as I say boys, I'll
call you back when we is done." Mr. Pierce said sternly.  Randolph took his
duffle bag and headed to the back yard with Robby following closely.
Mr. Pierce was all smiles after they rounded the corner.  Running his hand
down the side of my face and holding my chin he asked, "So, thought you'd
tease me did you 'sweet thing'?"

When I didn't answer, Mr. Pierce moved his hand behind my neck and silently
guided me into the garage where he closed both overhead doors.  I was once
again alone with this sexy, well built black man.  I licked my lips more in
anticipation than nervousness.  "Loose the strap 'sweet thing.'"  I peeled
it down my skinny legs and kicked it off.  My dick was pointing toward the
rafters.

"Nice.  Very Nice.  Now come here."  Almost as if I were in a trance I
obeyed without any reservations.  Mr. Pierce bent over and scooped me in
his arms where he planted his big red lips against mine.  His tongue snaked
its way to the back of my mouth.  After a minute or two, he put me down and
pulled his t-shirt off.  "Un-do my trousers boy."

Kneeling, I fumbled with his belt and the top button on his jeans, lowering
the zipper.  He was wearing green and white stripped boxers which did not
do much to contain his thick piece of meat which was poking out of the fly.
The head of his big, black cock was slightly protruding out from his
foreskin too.  The drop of pre on his tip didn't last long as I ran my
tongue across it swallowing the first taste of him I could get.

"Eager aren't you 'sweet thing'?  Go ahead, get me nice and wet, I don't
got much time before I needs to be at my next job.  I been dreaming 'bout
fucking that sweet ass of yours again."

I had the green light and began sucking on his black beauty with every
fiber of my being.  I choked a few times trying to swallow the mammoth dick
only to hear Mr. Pierce laugh and tell me, "In time boy.  In time."  I
couldn't wait until I could deep throat him.

Without any pretense that I might be with either Randolph or Eze like last
time, I was determined in making this man happy.  His moaning and groaning
gave me good indication I was succeeding.  Working saliva all around his
massive 'tool' ( as he used to refer to me as a 'tool' with which to get
off) I anxiously awaited the big moment.  Thankfully, I didn't have to wait
long.

Once his cock was fully coated, Mr. Pierce picked me up and sat me on my
dad's workbench.  The surface was rough against my tender cheeks.  Pushing
my legs apart, Mr. Pierce spit once, twice, three times in my hole and
worked it around with his middle finger.  I began humping on it immediately
causing Mr. Pierce to laugh.  "You horny much?"

Standing back up, I felt Mr. Pierce place the tip of his huge battering ram
at the entrance to my chute.  "Ready, 'sweet thing'?" He asked as he
impaled me in one swift but somehow gentle motion.  My eyes rolled to the
back of my head.

"Oh Fuck.  That feel sooo good."

"You ain't felt nothing yet 'sweet thing'."  Mr. Pierce then put his arms
under mine and lifted me by my armpits.  I was supported strictly by my
pits and speared asshole.  How I loved this maneuver.  He began bouncing me
up and down at a rapid pace.  My dick, which had gone semi-soft upon the
initial entrance, was back to full staff now slapping against my belly.  My
balls were getting squished between us and ached, but it was a good hurt.

Mr. Pierce's trousers and undershorts were around his ankles preventing him
from walking around with me.  To make up for that, he lowered his arms and
placed his hands on my hips.  With my legs tightly wrapped around his
waist, I was sitting full weight on his BBC.  He began bending at the knees
and I tightened up my legs in timing with him.  It was as if we were both
fucking my 'sweet thing' ass.

I would have rode him all afternoon if I could, but Mr. Pierce had to get
to work.  "Squeeze that ass 'sweet thing'," he would tell me.  Five minutes
later, Mr. Pierce started grunting.  His balls retracted and I could
actually feel his powerful load being fired into my hole.
1,2,3...11,12,13.  Holy Fuck!  I didn't think the man would ever stop
filling me up with his ball juice.  Had I been blowing him, I surely would
have drowned in that amount of spunk.

Mr. Pierce grabbed the back of my head and pulled our lips together once
again.  During our kiss, turned us round so he could now rest his butt on
the workbench.  Opening my eyes, I looked at him and was surprised to see
him looking angry.  What could I have done to upset him?  Then he waived
his hand as if calling someone?  Glancing over my shoulder I could see
Robby and Randolph looking in the garage door windows.  Oh shit!

Robby bent down and opened the overhead door.  He and Randolph stepped
inside.  Randolph was quick to follow Mr. Pierce's command to "close that
damn door."  Now Randolph would have two boys to worry about telling on his
father.  Fuck!

"Sorry, papa.  I couldn't keep him in the tent any longer.  I tried,"
Randolph explained.

"Hush boy," he told Randolph.  "It looks like someone likes what he sees."
Looking directly at Robby, whose boner was fully above the waistband of the
gym shorts, Mr. Pierce continued, "Ain't that right 'cutie-pie'?"

Robby simply nodded.  "Good.  Then come over here and get a better look."
Mr. Pierce's dick was still lodged up my ass and despite having just shot
off was still surprisingly hard.  Robby slowly walked over and knelt down
next to us when Mr. Pierce gently placed his hand on Robby's shoulder and
applied pressure.  "You want some of this cutie-pie'?"

Robby's ability to talk was apparently gone totally as he indicated 'yes'
again by nodding.  Spinning back around, Mr. Pierce sat me on the counter
again then extracted himself from my hole leaving it gapping open.
"Randolph, clean Jamie up."  Facing Robby, Mr. Pierce ordered him, "Clean
me off 'cutie-pie'."  To his credit, Robby never wavered a second as he
began cleaning Mr. Pierce's dick until every last drop of ball and ass
juice was gone.  I was impressed by Robby's willingness and someone jealous
of him at the same time for getting what should have been my ATM.

However, Randolph meanwhile began lapping away at my hole, swallowing his
father's baby makers as they slid out of my worn hole.  His silky tongue
felt like magic as it danced in and around my dripping asshole.  I was
hoping Randolph would share some with me when he was done, and I got my
wish as he kissed me.  How he knew me so well.

Mr. Pierce pulled up his shorts and jeans and buckled his belt.  "Boys,
this here is just between us.  Got that.  Nobody else can know.
Understand?"  Taking Robby and my nuts in each of his hands, Mr. Pierce
began to squeeze, and squeeze hard.

Robby cried out in pain. I started yelling, "Our secret, our secret."
Robby screamed it out too when he saw Mr. Pierce had released my boys.

"Good."  Then to our amazement, Mr. Pierce gave each of us a long, deep
kiss.  "See you boys tomorrow.  Have fun tonight.  Remember, not a word."
With that done, he opened the garage door and drove off in his truck.

It took almost a half an hour to calm Robby down after that.  He wanted to
know everything that I had done before.  Randolph figured the 'cat was out
of the bag' as far as Robby was concerned, so between the two of us, we
gave him the dirt.  He was astounded.  Randolph reached over and grabbed
Robby's balls like his father had done.  "Say it," he commanded.

"What?  Stop.  You're hurting me," Robby whined trying to remove Randolph's
death grip.

"Say it," Randolph again ordered.  I was about to tell Robby, until I saw
Randolph shake his head at me.  Robby, like me, had to figure this out
himself.  "Say it!  Or else these will be useless."  I had never seen
Randolph so determined.

Robby had tears rolling down his face.  His balls were turning red and
purple from the strangle hold Randolph had them.  He was offering up
anything to get Randolph to let go, "I won't tell.  Swear on my mom's life.
Please.  God, you're gonna bust them.  I won't ever say nothing to nobody.
Please!!!"  Finally, after what seemed like forever, Robby remembered what
I had said and repeated it, "Our secret."  Randolph let go of Robby's
stones instantly, which probably felt like crushed pebbles at the moment.

Robby cradled his sensitive nuts in his hands sniffing back tears.
Randolph held Robby and whispered in his ear, "Sorry man.  I just gotta
make sure I protect papa."

Sniff.  Sniff.  "It's ok, I understand.  Our secret.  Honest.  I won't ever
say anything."

We were all crying by that point and after we stopped, we got ourselves
something to drink and figured we better get to work.

**************END ADULT SCENE************

With Randolph's help we were able to get the garage and back porch cleaned
in no time flat.  It helped that we all had other things on our mind as we
worked: basically sex.  It didn't help that Robby was only wearing tight
gym shorts, Randolph in very tented dingy white briefs, and I myself
parading around in a stretched out jock strap.

Once we finished, and having had another snack and drink, we retired to the
tent where we all stripped down.  We had plenty of play time that
afternoon, where the three of us pleased each other in every combination
imaginable of some serious cocksucking.  We had decided to save anal until
tonight.

Thursday Night

Dad was happy with how things looked when he got home.  After supper, the
three of us got a quick start on fooling around.  I told Randolph and Robby
to have some 'alone' time to get better acquainted, though I did watch.  It
was amazing seeing Randolph pound Robby's tight ass.  Eventually, Robby
signaled me over and began sucking on my dick.  It was his first spit roast
and by his boner, he was loving it.  Robby was lying on his back with his
legs on Randolph's shoulders as I lowered my dick into his mouth.  I
reached down and began squeezing his nipples.  Randolph fisted Robby's cock
until he spewed his load drenching his belly in cock snot.  That was enough
to send Randolph and me over the edge, filling Robby's anal and oral
cavities, respectively, with our cum.  I couldn't tell who enjoyed it more
by the smiles on our faces.

Randolph asked us to spit roast him next.  I took his ass, Robby his mouth.
It looked so strange to see this black boy getting filled at each end by
white cock.  I was more accustomed to being the white meat between two
pieces of hunky dark bread. But I went with the flow.  Besides, Randolph
was loving it.

Then I asked if they would both do me, together.  Lying down ass to ass
with their legs along the sides of the others torso, I squatted down over
the two young cocks.  Sure Robby's was smaller but combined with Randolph's
I would be filled to the max (until Saturday night that was).  How I wanted
to keep those cocks up my ass all night long.  I jerked off as I rode them,
my ass clenching repeatedly.  When I fired off, so did the two of them.
Three horny teenager spraying their loads at the same time.  It was pure
bliss.

Exhausted, we rested a bit before Randolph said he needed to piss.  Robby
and I followed him out of the tent to relieve our own bursting bladders.
Randolph stood in the middle holding our cocks as we let loose.  Then I got
a devious idea.  Reaching over I clamped off Randolph's stream, nodding he
should do the same to Robby.  I stopped my own flow.

Now I had swallowed a fair amount of pee to date.  Eze and Darius had been
using Randolph's mouth for urinal training too.  Robby, however, was a
novice.  I figured maybe we could show him the ropes.  Kneeling down in
front of Randolph, I opened my mouth wide and he began filling it.  When
the pee began overflowing I clamped him off again.  Then turning towards
Robby, I made quite the production of swallowing Randolph's golden nectar.

"Holy shit," Robby exclaimed.

As I shifted my position in front of him, I said, "Fill me up."  Seconds
later Robby's excess piss is running down my chin until he stopped peeing.
Tilting my head back I had a mouth full of his waste water and gargled a
bit, causing everyone to laugh.  I choked on it then swallowed it down.

"That's gross man, but also way hot," Robby told us.

Standing up I pushed him to his knees and instructed him to "open," which
he did without protest.  I only half filled his mouth, figuring he might
not be ready for a full mouthful.  He had an interesting look on his face
as the salty liquid attacked his taste buds.  "Swallow, the faster the
better," I instructed.  I glanced at Randolph and we wondered what his
reaction would be, but he swallowed it right down.  Randolph moved in my
place and gave Robby three small squirts, allowing him to swallow a little
bit at a time.  Much smarter than what I had done.  Robby seemed pleased
with himself that he had done it, but wanted something real to drink.

We had to get dressed and headed inside to get some drinks and snacks.
Randolph whispered in Robby's ear, "If I have two drinks I'm probably going
to have to piss again.  And I sure don't want to get out of the tent at
night."  His message was loud and clear and Robby shook his head smiling.
Robby then handed me two drinks too grinning even more.  Surprisingly, he
eagerly drank a small amount directly from our taps later.

Friday Morning/Afternoon Start of the Fourth of July weekend.

Dad woke us by whistling from the house signaling breakfast was ready.
Naked, we scrambled out the back of the tent to empty our bladders.
Despite me telling him morning piss was way too strong, Randolph and I each
had to give Robby a small sample.  Remembering my advice he swallowed it
quickly.  I think I created a monster.  As it turned out, Robby became one
of the most accomplished piss drinking urinals I know to this day.

The big debate was what to wear in front of my parents.  Randolph and Robby
only had slight reservations about going in their whitey-tighties.
However, the only ones I had in the tent were a pair of old, torn ones,
which would drive my mother insane.  Robby suggested I wear the jock strap,
and Randolph quickly agreed.  Not having any other option I defeatedly
agreed.

I was smart enough to point my cock straight (not that I am, haha) down so
it couldn't inflate fully.  R&R (as I started referring them as) were not
as fortunate, though neither was full fledged hard.  Dad laughed when he
saw us causing mom to turn around from her chair.  Surprisingly, she didn't
bat an eye at us except to tell us to sit have have some donuts.  Dad had
gone out for coffee and donuts for a quick, though not terribly nutritious
breakfast.  We started inhaling our food when Marla entered the kitchen.
It was my turn to watch R&R become embarrassed now.

"What do we have here?  Three almost naked little boys?  Nice jock Jamie,"
she taunted us.

"Marla, leave your brother and his friends alone, mom told her.  She did
until Donny showed up to help set up for the party.

"Whoa.  You boys certainly didn't dress in your Sunday best this morning,"
Donny teased us.  My dick was filling up fast, though in its present
downward position didn't get totally hard.  R&R weren't so lucky.  It was
my turn to watch others get hard while embarrassed and I enjoyed it to the
max.

"Now Donny, be nice," mom told him.

"Sorry Mrs. P," he said.

"Guys, finish breakfast then come help set the tables and chairs up for
tonight," dad told us before he and Donny went outside.  Mom took her
coffee to go watch the morning news (party or not she wouldn't be denied
her morning relaxation period). Marla slapped my bare ass as we headed to
my room.  She wanted me to stay just in my jock but knew my parents would
object.  Grabbing a pair of cut-offs, I was thrilled that R&R had to walk
back to the tent in their tented briefs to get dressed.

"Ok dad.  What's first?" I asked when the three of us were presentable.

"Didn't know if you guys were ever going to get dressed," dad remarked.

"Well, we can't run around naked," I replied, despite having done it so
many times.

"Why not?  You got nothing to hide or worth seeing?" Donny teased us.

FU--, screw you Donny," I said sharply.  Even though I stopped short of
dropping the "F" bomb, dad was not happy with my attitude.

"Hey Mister, watch the language!" He admonished me.

"So he gets to waltz in here and humiliate us and I can't say anything
back?"

"He didn't humiliate anyone.  If you can't take a little bit of good
natured kidding, you're going to be in trouble in this world," dad lectured
me.

What I wanted to say was "If you knew he shoved his fat dick down my throat
and up my ass you probably wouldn't be so thrilled with him."  Instead I
said, "Well, it wasn't funny."  Had I stopped there I think I would have
been fine.  However, my mouth was my own worst enemy as I blurted out, "The
big jerk-off."

Dad was apparently not happy with the 'back talk' and 5 seconds later I
found myself lying across his lap, my cut-offs pulled down to my ankles,
and on the receiving end of an Over The Knee spanking in front of not only
Donny, but R&R too.  Dad delivered a dozen or so blows to my naked backside
which was framed by my jock strap.

When he stopped, I herd him say, "Donny, he insulted you.  Would you like
the honors?"  In the exchange from dad's lap to Donny's somehow I lost my
shorts too.  Before he began, dad handed Donny his belt and told him,
"Here, use this.  I think another dozen should do."

I yelled and kicked as blow after blow after blow landed on my reddening
butt.  After a dozen with the belt, I was a crying mess.  Donny stood me up
and turned me away from dad.  He was actually being nice because he could
feel me getting harder and harder as he whipped me.  I stood there drying
my eyes and wiping my nose shielding my expanded cock from dad.

"Hope you've learned your lesson young man, now apologize," dad ordered.

Sniffing back tears I weakly said, "Sorry Donny."

"No problem, little bro."

"Boys," dad directed at R&R, "why don't you start by bringing those tables
out and setting them up.  Donny and I are going to get the grill area
prepared."  Then the real punishment began.  As I bent over to retrieve my
jean shorts, dad issued his latest mandate, "Jamie, I think you should stay
as you are.  Maybe a little humiliation in front of your friends will teach
you some manners."  You can get dressed after you're done."  With that he
walked away.

When dad was out of range, Donny whispered, "Point that dick up, I want to
see it HARD.  I bet Randolph and Robby do too."  I was a very embarrassed
boy with a boner barely contained in the mesh jock strap pouch, while a
smiling Donny went to help my father.

R&R didn't say much about the spanking, after all they had had their share
over the years too, but did make several comments to keep me erect as we
worked.  The fuckers.  Some sick part of me was excited enough to keep the
blood flowing even without their remarks.

The three of us got to work and a short time later Dean, Jeff, and
Mr. Soarer came walking up the driveway.  Dean and Jeff were all smiles at
my predicament.  (Dale was doing something at home and Matt had baseball
practice this morning.)  Mr. Soarer took one look at me red ass and
remarked, "Jamison, looks as if you were punished."

Seeing Mr. Soarer arrive, dad and Donny came over to meet them.  "Yes he
was and still is," dad said.  "Seems Jamie had a bit of an attitude that
needed adjusting.  A few on his backside is a good start."

"And his lack of shorts?" Mr. Soarer questioned, though everyone loved my
attire or lack thereof, dad thought it as simply part of my punishment.

"I figured showing his red ass off to his friends will teach him his lesson
quicker."

"Yes, I couldn't agree more.  And by the looks of it I think he's got a
good one too."  The way Mr. Soarer looked at my butt, I knew he was no
longer talking about my spanking or lesson.  The boys and even Donny were
smirking at the double meaning.  Dad was oblivious.

Dad, Mr. S and Donny returned to the grill, leaving us boys to finish our
set-up.  Dean and Jeff were all smiles and wanted to hear specifics.
Neither could stop grinning as R&R told them in vivid detail what had
happened this morning.  My rock solid dick continued to stretch the jock
pouch obscenely.

I automatically redressed when we were done then asked dad what was next.
He looked over to make sure everything was correct, then glanced down at my
shorts.  For a moment I thought he might make me take them off when he said
he hadn't given me permission to put them on.  Politely, I reminded him he
said I could when I was done.

"I meant when you are done with everything today, but I guess it's ok.
Just watch your step.  Next time you might not even get your jock to wear.
Got that mister?"  Donny and Mr. Soarer were standing behind dad with grins
from ear to ear.  Mr. Soarer whispered something to Donny who he nodded his
head in agreement.  That didn't look too good.

With bugged out eyes I stood there in shock for a moment.  Would he make me
get fully nude with my friends here?  The thought kept me boned to the max.
I honestly didn't know what I wanted at that moment.  Then common sense
took over and I finally answered "Yes sir."

Dad gave us our next assignments and we went to work.  Dean told me he was
soooo looking forward to getting me in trouble this weekend to test my
dad's threat.  He assured me, with a little assistance from his own father,
my dad's warning might just come true.  Knowing Dean as I did, I also knew
I was doomed.

To Be Continued...


Author's Note: It is just the start of the holiday weekend and poor Jamie
is already on thin ice with his father.  If (when) Dean has his way, Jamie
is going to land in trouble resulting in more punishments.  I needed to
stop here as this is WAY longer than I thought.  Hope it was worth the
wait.  The good news, I have most of Chapter 50 written so it will be out
before Christmas, my present to you.  Jamie will experience massive
humiliation and sexual situations the likes of which he couldn't imagine.

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