Date: Tue, 28 Mar 2023 10:54:14 -0400
From: Dean Soarer <deansbicha@gmail.com>
Subject: Deans Bicha Chapter 53

Deans Bicha 53

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Author's Note: Chapters 52, 53, and now 54 are a side story of Robby's
adventures at Randolph's house Saturday night after Jamie's gang-bang.
Jamie will learn of these events from both Robby and Randolph on different
nights during the week.  Their stories were practically identical.  Hope
you enjoy.

There will be considerable adult-youth scenes in this part of the story.
If you wish to skip them the storyline will not be affected.  Just assume
Robby had a very, very good time.  Please remember in real life it is NEVER
acceptable for adults to engage with anyone under age.

Continuing Robby's Adventures at Randolph's House

"Kneel down Wilson," Robby's wrestling coach ordered.

"I think he should go back in the stall," Dari told the coach.

"Hell no, I want to see his pretty little lips wrapped around my hog,"
Coach said walking over in front of Robby who automatically dropped to his
knees.

"Take it out boy," Coach ordered.

With shaking hands Robby reached up to his Coach's khaki shorts fumbling to
open the belt.  Next came the top button, which took a bit more pulling and
tugging due to the stress it was under from the man's protruding stomach.
While not fat, Coach was a big dude who wore tight shorts and t-shirts.
Robby always thought he looked solidly built and wondered what was under
those clothes.  He was about to find out.

Pulling the zipper tab down slowly revealed light lime green bikini
underwear.  Robby was happily surprised not to see old man baggy boxers.
Grabbing the khakis Robby tugged them to the floor.  Licking his lips he
was about to expose what was awaiting him under the bikini when he felt the
Coach's hand behind his head. The next thing he knew his face was planted
up against the thin fabric.

"Yeah, give them a few kisses Wilson," Coach instructed as he continued to
rub Robby's face all along the front of the stuffed underwear, especially
the huge wet spot from the Coach's leaking cock.

After a few minutes of sucking the front of the bikinis, Robby took hold
and stripped them from his wrestling coach.  Out popped a 5 inch, uncut,
throbbing hard dick.  Robby was shocked.  Not at the length but at the
girth.  It was the fattest cock he had ever seen.

Sure, if asked Robby would have had to admit he checked out his coach on
numerous occasions.  Actually, the size of his dick was a joke among the
team because those tight shorts did little to hide what was underneath.
Though he wasn't the first student wrestler, nor would he be the last to do
so, Robby couldn't wait to wrap his lips around the fat monster cock.

Coach's balls hung low from his body heat which was trapped within the
tight underwear.  If the size of Coach's cum shot were proportional to
those heavy knockers, Robby was going to have a tough time swallowing it
all.  Coach caught Robby looking in awe at his junk and commanded, "Suck my
nuts Wilson.  Just be Gentle."

Darius watched in amazement as Robby attempted to stuff both of those huge,
cum filled balls in his mouth at the same time.  Dari couldn't wait to see
how stretched open Robby's mouth would be once he began blowing the
wrestling coach.  Dari wanted to stroke his own cock but his father had
told him not to earlier.

"Careful!  Suckle one at a time.  That a boy, work them with your tongue."
Robby happily followed the instructions.  Switching between Coach's tender
orbs, Robby was working those nuts over hoping to produce a giant volume of
man seed.  His efforts would not be in vain.

"Oh Fuck.  Wish I knew how hot your mouth was when you joined the team last
year."

Time was not on their side and Coach knew it.  Each patron was only allowed
10 minutes maximum.  Reluctantly, Coach pulled his balls away from his
eager student and presented his fat cock.  "Suck on this sausage," Coach
said as he waived it at Robby.

Robby spent the next 5 minutes with his mouth opened so wide his jaw ached.
He gagged a few times as his coach laughed, "That is one sweet sound, a boy
gagging on my fat hog.  I love a hot shot athlete bobbing on my schlong.  I
think I'm gonna call you Bobbing-Bobby from now on Wilson.  Bobbing Bobby.
Ooh, get ready, I'm gonna..."

If the Pierce family was any indication, black balls produced quite a bit
of spunk.  However, Coach was white and rivaled anything the Pierce's had
shot.  Robby's mouth soon filled with the more cum than 3 men could
produce.  A small bit spilled out of the corners of his mouth as the rest
went sliding down his throat.  When Coach pushed Robby off, Robby thought
he had gulped a milkshake from the sheer volume and thickness of Coach's
rich, creamy cum.

It took Robby two times to swallow before his mouth was empty.  Using his
finger, he scooped the spilt cum off of his face and licked it clean,
savoring the taste.  Coach had taken two steps toward the urinal when
Darius smiled wickedly and said, "You know, Robby is quite the piss pig
too."

Stopping dead in his tracks, Coach turned around looking down at the young
cocksucker still squatting on the floor.  "Is that so boy?"  Walking back
in front of Robby, Coach commanded, "Open your mouth Bobbing Bobby."  Coach
tilted Robby's head back as he began peeing.  The golden arch of fluid
landed on Robby's chest before Coach aimed it upward toward the gapping
mouth.  Coach laughed as Robby's head moved around trying to capture the
golden stream.

Once on target Robby's mouth soon filled with hot steaming piss.  When he
closed his mouth to swallow it down, Coach's piss splashed on Robby's face
running down his torso.  Robby quickly reopened for more.  Robby swallowed
four more mouthfuls of pee, the rest cooling on his naked body.

Redressing, now that his sexual needs had been satisfied by another of his
student athletes, Coach chuckled, "I think I just found me another 'team
leader' for next year."  Reaching over and rubbing Robby's butt cheeks,
Coach asked, "You been fucked yet?"  When Robby silently nodded in the
affirmative, Coach smiled and said, "Yes, You'll fit in nicely with the
others."

With a nod to Dari, Coach walked out.  Robby couldn't believe what had just
happened.  Not only had he blown his wrestling coach, he discovered the
other 'leaders' on the team served Coach as well.  Robby didn't have much
time to reflect on these facts as Dari told him to get back in the stall.
Thirty seconds later, the door swung open and the next customer stepped
through it.

Robby sucked off nine more customers over the remaining time bringing the
total to twelve.  The complete breakdown was 5 black dudes, Coach and 2
other white guys - one of whom gave his 16 year old son the best birthday
present ever, 1 pudgy hispanic older man, and 2 super sexy hispanic
teenagers.

Before today Robby never imagined sucking older men but realized that when
a dick appeared thru a glory hole, basically A Dick was a Dick.  His alter
ego, Bobby discovered he really loved sucking Dick that day and would do so
to any presented to him, anytime, anyplace for the rest of his life.

The time was approaching 5:00PM, which was the start of the dinner rush.
Mr. Pierce had to get Robby/Bobby out of the KFC soon.  Though two last
horny men had to be served first.  Marcus, the manager, walked into the
mens room with a giant of a black man dressed in an Eastford Police
uniform.  Robby nearly shit himself as he peaked thru the stall door gap.

"He's in there," Marcus told the cop.  Turning toward Dari, Marcus
indicated with a nod of his head and ordered, "Get out."  A wide eyed
Darius scurried away quickly leaving poor Robby to defend for himself.
Neither knew the officer and Marcus were brothers.

The officer pounded his fist against the closed stall door, as a shaking
Robby had pulled his feet up on the toilet in an attempt not to be seen.
"Come on out boy," the cop commanded.  The two waited for their prey while
exchanging smiles.

Except for the heavy breathing there was nothing but silence.  Though Robby
could not only feel his heart beating rapidly, he heard it too.  How would
he explain getting arrested for having sex in a public mensroom to his
parents.

For a few seconds nothing happened.  Then BAM, BAM, BAM the partition
rattled as the cop became impatient.  "Boy, if I have to get you, you gonna
be in a whole lot more trouble.  Now get your skinny white ass out here."

With trembling hands Robby slid open the door latch allowing him to step
out.  Instinctively, Robby clasped his hands over his genitals.  The cop
wasn't going to allow that for long.  Seconds later Robby's hands were
handcuffed behind his back.

"So, what you been doing in here boy?"

"Um, Nothing sir," Robby squeaked out softly.

"That's not what the manager here tells me.  Says you been selling blowjobs
for $10 a pop.  Is that true?" The cop asked.

Now in fact, Robby hadn't been whoring himself out.  Mr. Pierce and Marcus
were pimping him out.  Robby's mind began working in overtime.  He
remembered Mr. Pierce saying something about 'working the whole' and didn't
someone refer to the first two guys waiting as customers.  Holy Shit.
Inward he smiled as he thought of Jamie.  Dean had sold Jamie's services
previously but for far less.  The blowjobs Robby/Bobby gave were to adult
men who could afford a higher price.  Despite the scariness of the
situation, Robby was rather proud of himself for a short moment until the
cop asked him again, "Speak up boy."

"No.  No sir.  I wasn't."

"Well if you ain't, then where are your clothes?"

Looking at the manager, who knew all about what was going on, Robby didn't
want to say anything which would get Mr. Pierce in trouble. "Um, they're,
um..." He fumbled for an explanation.

"You know what I think?" The cop asked.  "This place smells like sex.  I
think you been selling your services in here.  I'm gonna have to search you
before I run you in."  Grabbing Robby by the ear, the cop pulled Robby's
head back and stuck his index finger in Robby's mouth.  Working it all
around the hot mouth the finger was soon coated in spit.  A second was
added as Robby began to suck on the digits.

"Well, there ain't nothing in that hole.  I wonder about the other."
Spinning Robby around the officer bent the naked boy over and quickly
pushed his slime covered middle finger into Robby's winking butt hole.

Robby grunted in both pain and pleasure at the invasion.  "Oh fuck," Robby
cried out as a second finger began stretching his hole.

"What's that boy?  You want to be fucked?  Marcus, you best keep this bitch
quiet while I search a bit deeper."

Thirty seconds later found Robby bent over at the waist in the middle of
the mensroom.  Marcus had pushed his trousers and underwear to his ankles
and stood before the 13 year old cocksucker.  His brother the cop had done
the same only from behind.  Moments later Bobby (the new slut) would be
impaled from both ends, rocking back and forth on the combined 16 inches of
two big black cocks.

When both men were satisfied, they were pleasantly surprised when Bobby
spun around and performed an ATM on the officer, cleaning his cock of all
ball and ass juices.  Bobby held the cleaned dickhead in his mouth and
looked the cop in the eyes.  No words were required.  Bobby began
swallowing quickly as hot urine filled his mouth.

"Shit bro, you never said this here queer boy was a piss drinker too."

"I didn't know.  Even my own 'tool' (referring to the shaggy haired
employee) doesn't do that.  Hurry up, I gotta drain the lizard too."

When he was finished, Robby's stomach started to revolt.  After a dozen
plus one loads of cum and two bladders of hot, fresh piss, Bobby was hidden
deep inside Robby who desperately needed a short respite from sexual
activity.

"Ok kid, you done real good.  Let's get you outta here," Marcus said.

"Come on kid," the cop said pulling the newest Glory Hole Worker to his
feet by the arm and started heading for the door.  Robby wanted to protest
but the officer held firm.  With his hands still locked behind his back in
cuffs, Robby couldn't even hide his most private of parts as he was marched
out of the mensroom.

There were already a dozen or so customers waiting inside for their chicken
dinners.  Thinking he was about to be exposed to everyone, Robby put his
head down, too ashamed to look anyone in the eyes.  He was relieved as the
officer marched him across the back hall to a storage room where he
eventually removed the handcuffs.  There Mr. Pierce, Dari, and a very
nervous looking Randolph were waiting.

Rushing over to his friend, Randolph asked, "You ok Robby?"

"Yeah.  My stomach is a bit queasy but I'm fine."

"You did very well," Mr. Pierce praised Robby.  "I'm very proud of you."
Seeing the scared look still on Robby's face, Mr. Pierce explained about
Marcus and the police officer being brothers which allowed the Glory Hole
to work unfettered.  Tossing him a pair of thin, yellow, nylon shorts, with
no liner or underwear, Robby put the skimpy garmet on as Mr. Pierce
continued.  "Did you have a good time?"

"Yes sir, I sure did."

"Here, this is your cut."  Robby was handed $20.  Mr. Pierce and Marcus
split the other $100 Robby had made for them.  "Plus your tips.  How much
were those?"

Bobby had been given $14 in tips.  Not everyone tipped, but most did give a
dollar or two.  Robby had handed them under the partition for Dari to hold
while he performed on the next guy.  Turning to Darius, Mr. Pierce told him
to give Robby his portion.  Dari reluctantly handed over $7.00 to Robby,
stuffing the remainder back in his jeans pocket.

"It's not fair he gets to keep $27 and I only get $7," Dari complained.

"When you work a Hole, you can keep a bigger share.  You want that?"
Mr. Pierce asked.

"No Sir," Dari immediately answered.

"Here," Mr. Pierce said as he handed a pouting Dari $10 more.

Smiling again, Dari responded, "Thank-you Papa."  Mr. Pierce nodded.

"Ok boys, let's go.  Cutie-Pie Bobby has a big night ahead of him."

Robby was 100 percent embarrassed as he followed the Pierce family out to
the truck.  He noticed several customers staring at his nearly naked body.
He could feel the police officer's cum leaking from his hole which began
staining the thin shorts.  Robby's half hard dick bounced around as he
quickly walked outside.

Once inside the truck, Mr. Pierce asked if the boys were hungry.  Randolph
and Dari were, but Robby still required a bit of time to settle the amount
of cum he had swallowed.  Pulling in to their favorite pizza place,
Mr. Pierce told Robby to go in and order 4 large pizzas: one cheese, one
pepperoni, one sausage, and one mushroom/peppers/onions.  The last one
uncharacteristically mainly for Dari.

Randolph wanted to join his friend, but Mr. Pierce vetoed that.  He told
Randolph he could go in and get the drinks in a few minutes.  Handing Robby
the $40, Mr. Pierce told him he could keep the change and winked at him.
Then Robby was handed a white wife-beater undershirt which was way too
large.  Being so long it looked as if that was the only piece of clothing
the 13 year old was wearing.

Robby was well aware of his attire, or lack thereof as he waited for his
order.  Even his chest blushed bright red as all eyes turned on him.  The
low cut of the shirt and the large side openings hid nothing of Robby's
upper torso.  For a moment Robby considered taking it off to prove he was
indeed wearing shorts.

It was a long 18 minutes waiting for the food.  Robby had to endure hearing
many derogatory remarks cast his way.  Finally, the boys made it back to
Mr. Pierce and Dari and they drove home.  Mr. Pierce pulled into the
driveway and parked all the way in back making poor Robby walk across the
yard to the house.  By now he was once again naked and holding the pizzas
higher than his junk allowing any neighbors who might be looking outside to
see him.

Just as the four sat down to eat, Robby was feeling better now, there was a
knock on the front door.  Unsurprisingly, Dari had Robby answer it.  "Open
the door fully and don't hide behind it," Dari shouted as Robby turned the
doorknob.

There on the doorstep was Miguel, Shaggy Haired "tool", and the overweight
cook, all with sexual smiles on their faces.

To Be Continued...

Author's Note: The story of Robby's adventure seems to have taken on a life
of its own.  That and the fact I have been extremely busy with other,
non-writing, projects this is a shorted chapter.  I may take to posting
shorter ones more often, but do not hold me to that.  As always, please let
me know what you like or don't like.

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