Date: Thu, 18 Aug 2016 10:45:28 -0400
From: Fmhar1969@aol.com
Subject: Fireman's Son, Chapter Sixteen

Archive: "Fireman's Son, Chapter Sixteen" {Rob} (B oral anal)

I hope you all enjoy this chapter. I thought about dividing it into two,
but although the first part is pretty long the part with Jim isn't long
enough. I love hearing from you. Let me know what you think. Rob at
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Fireman's Son Chapter 16 Three New Jocks to Service

       Wednesday morning Steve ate breakfast with his mom in his pajamas.
After she left he put the dishes in the washer and put in a load of clothes
before he went up to his room to dress. He thought about rubbing out a
load, but decided against it because of the time. He pulled on shorts,
t-shirt and sneakers and rode his bike down to the park to meet Harry and
Chuck. They were already there with several other boys Steve knew from his
school. They were all his age or younger except one, Jake Swenson, who he
knew because he was a friend of Jim's. He said to Steve, "Where's Jim? I
thought he'd be here."
	"Don' know. I didn't know `bout this game `til I saw Harry and
Chuck yesterday."
	"There he is," one of the boys said pointing up the hill to where
Jim was running down toward them.
	"Where're the guys from Franklin?" Just then two vans drove up and
disgorged about a dozen young guys. Most of them looked about the same ages
as Steve and his classmates, but there were three or four who looked
older. Everybody knew somebody and there was a general melee of bro-hugs,
fist-bumps and high-fives before they all settled down. Jim and Jake
greeted the older guys, who Steve and most of his friends, except for some
who had played in the pick-up game yesterday, didn't know.
	"Okay! Let's get organized," yelled the tallest boy from Franklin
who was standing next to Jim with his arm draped over Steve's best friend's
shoulders. Steve couldn't help noticing the dark hairs in his armpit
revealed by his upraised arm. The cutoff tank top he wore also showed off
the dark line of hair that ran down his stomach into the waist of his
shorts. As Steve's eyes followed that treasure trail, his eyes moved down
the front of the shorts to where they were pushed out into a big
bulge. `Who is this stud who seems to be friends with Jim and Jake?' he
thought.
       "We've got a new mix today, so we need to choose up sides again."
       Sides chosen up, there was some confusion of movement as the
starting teams got organized and in place. Jim and Steve were on the same
side while the tall Franklin stud and Jake were on the other. The other
older guys were evenly divided between the two sides.
	"Who's your friend?" Steve asked as they got lined up for the
start.
	"That's Josh Nolan. He's gonna be the captain of Franklin's
baseball team this year."
	"How do you know him?"
	"Heck, Steve! Don't you know baseball players all know each other!"
	`So,' Steve thought. `He's a senior. I bet he knows how to fuck,
and it looks like he's got plenty to fuck with. I wonder if he knows any of
Tony's buddies?'
	The game started, and the action was fast and furious. Every time
Steve got knocked down, it seemed the hunky baseball senior was the one to
take him. It also seemed to Steve there were a bunch of take-downs that
were unnecessary, but he just shrugged it off. Several times Steve was flat
on his stomach and Josh was on top of him, his half-hard junk pushing into
Steve's butt. Just before they stopped the game for a break, Josh grabbed
Steve with his strong arms and flipped him around so they went down facing
one another. As they hit the dirt Josh grabbed Steve's crotch and squeezed
his balls and half-hard cock in his big hand. As he pushed him down, the
big jock ended up fully on top of him. For what seemed like minutes, they
were face to face, body to body and cock to cock. "I hear you suck a mean
cock," the big baseball player said quietly just before he jumped up and
pulled Steve up with him.
	Before Steve could say anything Josh was off to the sidelines,
throwing himself face down on the grass in the middle of the group of older
teens, his solid muscular ass clearly defined by his sweaty shorts.
	Jim ran up and threw his arm around Steve's shoulders. "Josh sure
seems to playing rough with you. You want me to tell him to back off?"
	"No. That's okay. He does seem to be hittin' me a lot. He is a
pretty rough player, but I don't mind."
	"Looks like you're pretty plumped up. You must like it a little,"
Jim said with a grin as he looked down at Steve's crotch. "That's okay. I
get excited too when the play's rough." Steve glanced down and saw Jim's
dick was showing at half-mast. As Jim pulled the younger boy into a tight
hug, he said, "You wanna get together this afternoon. I gotta go shopping
for school clothes with my mom, but I'll be home later. You wanna come
over?"
	Knowing that Luis wasn't coming over, Steve said, "Sure. Call me
when you get home. Or maybe you can come to my house. You know my mom won't
be home `til about five thirty."
	The two boys fell down on the grass, laughing and joking with their
friends and the younger guys from the other school. After they'd all rested
and some of them got a soda at the stand, they got up and played another
hour or so. It was a pretty rough-and-tumble game all round. Josh continued
to target Steve, but nobody except Jim seemed to notice in the scuffle.
	Steve, along with most of the others went over to the concession
stand for burgers or hot dogs. Jim told the others he had to go meet his
mom and told everyone goodbye. Steve sat with Harry and Chuck and another
boy from their school, Sam. Once more Steve and Chuck were regaled with
Harry's fantasies about all the bikini-clad chicks he was going to see at
the beach and how he was going to get laid for the first time. Sam, who was
a year younger than the other three, was agog listening to the far-fetched
ramblings so Steve and Chuck let Harry carry on as they exchanged murmured
comments. Steve also took the opportunity to check out the younger boy. He
noticed there was a light fuzz of hair on his thighs and legs with a nice
little bulge where his legs came together. When Sam reached across the
table to take some of Chuck's offered French fries, Steve could see there
was a respectable amount of hair under his arms. As they were finishing up,
Steve looked over his shoulder and saw Josh Nolan talking to a couple of
the older guys who had come with him. Sam got up and, exchanging goodbyes,
left.
	Harry was still going on about the girls at the beach when Josh
came over and sat down in Sam's place. "Whatcha know, guys? That was a good
game. We'll have to get up another one next week."
	Harry and Chuck, a little awed by the big senior, nodded their
agreement and started gathering up their trash. As they got up, Josh said
quietly to Steve, "You know Jimbo Sims. Don't cha?"
	As his two classmates made their departures, Steve answered,
"Yeah. I know Jimbo. Our parents are good friends."
	"Jimbo tells me you're a great cocksucker and you've got an
ass-pussy that's tighter than any cunt he's ever fucked. That so?" the
older boy asked, rubbing his crotch with his big hand.
	After a moment's hesitation while he was looking down at the big
mound of cock and balls being displayed for him to see, Steve replied,
"Yeah, I guess so."
	"You think you can take care of me and my buddies?" he asked,
nodding to the other two older guys who started walking over toward
them. Steve looked over at the two jocks coming their way. At the same
time, he noticed that, although there were still people sitting around
eating, everyone else in their group, including the other guys from
Franklin, had already left.
       One of Josh's friends was wearing a tight white jersey with a scoop
neck and cut out sleeves. He had longish dark hair and a dark shadow on his
face like he had a heavy beard, but hadn't shaved that morning. Steve's
eyes moved down a little, and he was surprised to see there wasn't any hair
showing at the top of his chest where the neckline of his shirt scooped
down. And when he raised his hand to push the hair out of his face, Steve
saw that there wasn't any hair in his armpit. He did glimpse something that
looked like some sort of red and yellow design there. A tattoo, Steve
figured. The jersey, nylon or lycra, hugged his body like a second skin,
emphasizing his extreme muscular development. His torso was more than
"ripped." Every individual muscle stood alone, standing out in clear
definition as if under the thin, tight shirt there was nothing covering
them. Steve had never seen anything like it. He thought `that guy must have
zero body fat.' As they came closer, Steve noticed that his legs and arms
were equally smooth with no sign of hair like even the younger Sam had on
his legs.
	The other one was naked to the waist, his shirt tucked into the
back of his shorts allowing Steve to have a good look at his muscular,
sweaty torso. He had a red buzz cut and his chest and belly were pretty
much covered with light coating of red hairs. He was ripped with hard
muscular pecs and six packs, but not anything as extreme as his buddy. As
the two came up to them, Steve's appraisal was disrupted by Josh taking his
hand and pressing it into his crotch. Steve could feel hard cock and big
balls fighting against the pressure shorts Josh had on under his soccer
shorts. "I got a big one for you, slut. Jimbo says you like `em big and
hard."
	"Yeah, I do. I like `em big and hard when they fuck me," Steve said
as he squeezed on the baseball captain's thick, hard prong.
	The other two were now standing behind Steve one of them with his
hard mound pressing against his neck. The redhead leaned over and said,
"We've all got big, thick cocks ready to fuck into your whore-holes,
bitch. You ready to take care of all three of us? Jimbo says you won't have
any trouble taking on three horny baseball studs. In fact, he says you'd
probably like to take on the whole Franklin team."
	Josh pushed Steve's hand away and stood up. "Enough of this! Let's
get to the van. Your bike gonna be okay here while we take you for a ride,
or maybe five or six rides?" he laughed.
	"Yeah. It's locked to the rack and the guys at the stand will keep
an eye out. But I can't stay out long. I have to be home in a couple of
hours."
	"I think a couple of hours will be enough for us, don't you guys?"
	"Yeah, with two pussy-holes to use we oughtta be able to drain our
balls in that time."
      The four teens walked toward the van. As they passed the concession
stand, Steve stopped and asked Jack, the burger man, to watch his bike
while they went for a ride. He told him he would be back in an hour or so.
	The four guys got to the van and Josh opened the driver's door. The
redhead – Steve still didn't know his or the other one's name –
opened the side door and said to Steve, "Get in, pussy-boy." The three
climbed into the back of the van and sat as Josh started to engine. There
were no seats, but the floor and sides were carpeted and there were some
big pillows stacked against the rear doors.
	As they pulled out of the parking lot, Josh looked back in the
rear-view mirror and said, "Roger, strip the kid." The redhead immediately
grabbed Steve's shirt and pulled it over his head. As he reached down to
pull Steve's sneakers off, Josh said, "and you, Noah, you strip off too and
show the kid what you got for him."
       Noah reached down and pulled his shoes off. He then pulled his tight
shirt over his head and grabbed the waist of his shorts. Raising his ass
off the floor, he stripped them off and tossed them aside. He rose up on
his knees and yanked on his cock. Steve was staring. There was no hair! His
whole body was smooth. His hard muscles stood out from one another totally
defined. He had an eight-pack running down his abdomen under hard slabs of
chest muscle and on each side at his hips was a bulging oblique muscle from
which ran a diagonal line down – Steve remembered the name of the muscle
from PE and that the lines were called the "belt of Adonis." - to the place
where his pubes should have been. From the center of the base of this
smooth, hairless vee hung a huge cock, as big as Juan's that the now naked
Steve had with great effort managed to deep-throat just the day before, and
a dangling smooth sack of balls. But the most astounding thing was the
tattoo that ran all over the front of his body. At the base of the vee,
just above his cock was a dark patch that Steve at first thought was pubic
hair, but when he realized what was above it; decided was a nest, part of
the design. Sitting on the nest was a golden bird with its wings raised up
above its head. Rising up from around the bird and up the diagonal furrows
of the belt, were writhing patterns like vines or flames in red and orange
and blue. They came together in the middle to run up the valley of the
eight-pack, sending little tendrils of what Steve decided were flames into
the interstices separating each bulging muscle. Reaching the top of his
abdomen, they spread out over his pecs, circling his nipples before
disappearing up and over into his underarms. Steve was astounded! He had
never seen anything like it. Then he remembered something from his
mythology class and realized that it was a representation, created by a
really talented tattoo artist using Noah's magnificently muscled body as a
canvas, of the legendary phoenix bird that periodically died in a whirlwind
of consuming flames only to rise again from the ashes.
	"Stretch him out," ordered Josh. Noah grabbed Steve's ankles and
Roger pulled his arms up and locked them between his knees so he was
stretched into a straight line. "Give him a taste, Noah."
	Noah, kneeling across Steve's outstretched body, kneed his way up
toward his head. As he moved up his swinging, dangling cock and balls
caught momentarily on Steve's semi-hard cock and the began the brush
through his pubic hair. It then began to lightly trail across his abdomen,
then his midsection, then across the center of his chest until they banged
up against his chin. Noah stopped there and moved his body in a sideways
sort of circular motion so the dangling tube and sack dragged back and
forth across the bottom of his face. Then he slowly moved up until they
were resting on Steve's mouth and nose. Steve breathed in the musky smell
of sweat, maybe a little sweat and pre-cum, that made boy-man crotch so
exciting.
       Roger, who was still holding Steve's arms above his head, leaned
forward and ran his tongue up from the base of Noah's cock, leaving a trail
of shiny spit across the smooth, colorful skin to his chest. Then he bent
down and, looking Steve in the eyes, said, "Open up, bitch. Take that big
python, pussy-boy."
	Steve opened his mouth as wide as he could and sucked in as much as
he could while his tongue lapped at the loose skin of the baby-smooth
tattooed muscle god's ball-sac. As he sucked, the teenager over him slowly
lowered himself down so that the monster snake hung onto and was sucked
deeper and deeper into stretched out boy's mouth. At the same time Roger,
keeping Steve's arms locked tightly between his knees, slowly inched up
until his cock and balls were resting on his forehead and eyes. All Steve
could see was a forest of red hairs growing from the redheaded baseball
player's sac and the base of his cock. He could feel the older boy's
cock-slime flowing onto his nose and down into his mouth to mix with his
own saliva as he sucked and tried to get more and more of the slowly
hardening monster into his mouth. His own cock was hard as nails as he
reveled in the two ball player studs' cocks wiping across his head and
sliding into his mouth.
	By now the van had come to a stop and the rear doors opened as the
team captain climbed inside. He had stripped out of his shorts as he came
around and his big cock was standing straight out from his hairy
bush. "Okay, Noah, give him a rest." The muscle stud lifted his leg and
moved off the suckling boy, pulling his big cock out of his gaping
mouth. "Looks like the kid's having a good time," the rough stud said as he
grabbed and pulled on Steve's hard cock. "Give him something else to suck
on, Roger," he ordered as he spread Steve's legs and pushed them up onto
his shoulders. Roger rose up and moved forward, his balls draping across
Steve's nose as he pushed his cock down and speared it into his
mouth. Steve sucked the new, smaller cock in and easily took it into his
throat.  "Fuck him deep, Roger. I'm about to get me some of this ass. I
hope it's as tight as Jimbo says."
	Josh bent his head down and drooled a big glob of spit down onto
his hard cock that was already nudging into Steve's smooth crack. "Here I
come, bitch. I hope you like your fucks hard and fast `cause that's how us
baseball players throw `em," he growled as he rammed his spit covered pole
into Steve's ass. A gurgle came from somewhere deep in the throat of the
teen who was now being plowed by the hard ramrods of the two jocks. As they
plunged in and out of the boy's holes, Roger leaned forward and placed his
arms on either side of Steve's ankles resting on Josh's shoulders. The two
big baseball players were face to face, then their lips met in a deep kiss
fueled by their lustful jock-buddy passions. As they broke apart, Josh
said, "Is that hole as good as Jimbo said?"
	"Fuck yeah, dude. This little pussy knows how to take a man's
cock."
	The two studs set up a rhythm of hard, intense fucking as they
rammed their cocks in and out of Steve's holes. Noah sat on one of the
pillows leaning on the carpeted side stroking his huge only half-hard
cock. As the other two jocks fucked him hard and fast with their big cocks,
Steve's was hard as steel as it rubbed against his tight belly. As Josh
fucked harder and harder, Steve was bent double, his legs pushed back until
they were almost on Roger's shoulders. Roger reached out and pulled Josh to
him again as they pounded the younger boy into the floor. Their heads were
pressed side to side as Roger said softly into Josh's ear, "You about
ready, buddy?"
	"Yeah. You?"
	"Fuck yeah. I'm about to drown him with my load."
	"Let's do it. I'm gonna fill his guts. You fill his belly. Now?"
	"Yeah! Now!"
	The two jocks rammed down into Steve's two holes and shuddered out
their climaxes, filling him with their hot teen spunk. Just as they were
straining over him, Steve shot his first load onto his sweaty hard
stomach. As they relaxed over him, Steve fought to push Roger's cock out
from his throat. "You better pull out before the pussy chokes to death."
	"Yeah, wouldn't want to lose this. We're gonna be using her regular
now that we know how good she is. Too bad she doesn't go to Franklin, we
could elect her team cheerleader."
	"That'd be hot. The whole team using her in the showers after
practice every day and after the games. We could even loan her out to the
visiting team. Hey, Noah, how ya doin'?"
	"Okay, I guess. That was a really hot show you two put on with the
pussy-boy."
	"You really get off on watching us plow a pussy, don't ya?"
	"Well, yeah. You know it takes a lot to get this big hog up and
ready. And none of the chicks'll let me come near them with it. They like
to dance close and tease it, but it takes something else to get it up and
off."
	"Yeah, I know. You have a hard life elephant boy," Josh said
laughing. "But you can always count on Roger and me gettin' ya up and off,
can't ya?"
	"Yeah, you're real good buddies lettin' me join in with you and the
skanks you double-team."
	"They're all skanks when ya got a big, but not too big cock," Josh
said, laughing as he pulled his still-hard cock out of Steve's ass.
	The two fuckers rolled over and sat on either side of their
big-cocked buddy. They reached over and joined him in jacking his semi-hard
log. Their three big hands couldn't cover its entire length until Noah
grasped the plum-sized glans with his other hand and covered it. Steve,
still lying full length on the floor, turned onto his side and, supporting
his head with his bent arm, watched the three jock studs grapple with the
monster cock. He reached down and began playing with his own semi. "What're
ya doing, whore? Whores don't play with their clits while real men are
around."
       This was the second time Steve could think of that his perfectly
normal-sized teenaged prick had been called a clit. He knew what a clit was
from sex-ed. Juan had called it that yesterday afternoon, but he had said a
real man takes care of his girl's clit. "I've been told that real men take
care of their whores' clits," he said as he continued to pull on his fast
hardening pecker.
       "Get over here and suck on our buddy and maybe we'll feel you up
while you try to take care of him."
       Steve pulled up and crawled over in between Noah's wide-open
legs. Roger and Josh released their holds and Noah moved his hand from the
glans down to base. With both hands tightly gripping the base of his cock,
there were still six now blood-filled hard inches staring Steve in the
face. He rose up, bent over and worked his wide-open mouth onto the
pinkish-purple head, finally closing his lips over the wide flange at the
base. He began to lick and slurp all over the big dome while intermittently
boring into the gaping meatus with the pointed tip of his tongue.
       Noah's two buddies got up on their knees and began to fondle Steve's
body, running their hands down his back and under, rubbing his stomach and
chest. Roger grabbed his tits with both hands tweaking and teasing them
with his fingers while Josh ran his hands down and grabbed onto the cheeks
of his ass. He gave them a couple of slaps before sliding one hand into
Steve's crack and rubbing up and down the sensitive area. With the other,
he reached under and grabbed tightly onto Steve's balls. As Roger
intensified his tit-play, pulling and squeezing on both nubs with his thumb
and finger, Josh pressed his big thumb into Steve's battered asshole
curling his fingers into the curve of his perineum and moving his other
hand from Steve's ball-bag to his throbbing cock. "Bring a hand back here,
buddy, and help me with this tight hole." Roger released one of Steve's
tits and brought his free hand back and added his big thumb pressing into
Steve's pussy-hole. "Tight, ain't it, buddy?"
       "Shit, yeah. Let's pull it open some. Gotta stretch it out if it's
gonna take Noah's big cock." The two rough studs fucked their thumbs in
hard and pulled on the hole they were stretching for their buddy. "Let's
switch to fingers so we can open her up wider," Roger suggested.
       "Good idea, buddy," Josh said as the two fuckers pulled their thumbs
out and inserted two, then three of their thick fingers, pushing in and
pulling his ass open.
       Steve, who had managed to take another inch or two of Noah's thick
cock into his mouth, moaned loudly and pushed his butt back onto the two
studs' fucking fingers. As Roger alternated pulling and squeezing Steve's
tits, the two pushed and pulled on his asshole and Josh continued to stroke
his cock, the baseball team captain grinned and said, "See, we don't mind
playing with a whore's tits and clit as long as we're pumping into her
pussy-hole."
       Suddenly Steve pulled up off Noah's cock and screamed, "Oh fuck!
Shit! I'm cumming! I'm gonna cum again!" as he shot spurt after spurt of
his second load of boy cum out to land on the floor between Noah's legs.
       After jamming their fingers in as far as they could the two hard
studs pulled Steve back and down on to the floor. The boy fell on his back,
his cock spurting out its last shots that landed on his stomach.
       "Up, pussy. Up, bitch. It's time for you to get bred again," growled
Josh as they forced him up on all fours. "The ass is yours this time,
buddy. I'll take the mouth."
       "The two jocks rammed their poles into Steve's open holes and
proceeded to fuck him with the same vigor as they had the first
time. They'd gotten so revved up abusing him that they didn't last but
about ten or fifteen minutes before they were filling his ass and mouth
with their second loads.
       Noah was jacking his still half-hard cock as he watched his two
buddies fuck the younger boy. When they pulled out of him, they pushed
Steve over to Noah saying "Get back on that cock. You better get him close
if you want to save that stretched out pussy of yours from a long painful
fuck. You're gonna take it if we have to rip you open. We always take care
of our buddy Noah and his big cock."
       Steve, worried for the first time in his life as a cock-slut,
quickly stretched open his mouth and went down on the massive cock. He knew
he could get several inches in, but didn't know how he was going to be able
to go deeper than the back of his mouth. He had managed to deep-throat Juan
just yesterday, but Noah's cock was thicker. Finally, thanks to his iron
determination and the fact that his throat had learned to relax completely
and open up to larger and larger invaders he felt the bulbous glans force
its way into his gullet and the opening of his throat close around the
thick shaft just below its ridge. Steve knew he could only hold his breath
for moments so he willed his throat muscles to massage the helmet while his
tongue licked and caressed the part of the shaft that was in his mouth. At
the last second he forcefully pulled off the monster, coughing and gasping
for air. As soon as he was able to take in a deep breath, he was back on
it, this time taking it in more easily. He still couldn't take any more,
but it was easier now that he knew he could do it. He was filled with a
sort of pride that he could give "elephant boy" some pleasure, although he
doubled his efforts in trying to bring him as close to orgasm as he could.
	Noah was in paradise. He had never had such a good blowjob, even
from the wild college girls Josh and Roger had recruited for the trio's sex
romps. His head was leaning back on the side of the van, and his eyes were
closed as he moaned and moaned. "Oh, guys. This is so good! It's never been
so good before!"
	The other two guys pulled Steve off. Roger took Noah's cock in his
hand and began stroking it. His hand was heavily coated with the slickest
lubricant that was made. "Get on the floor," he said to his friend. "You
know what to do." Noah struggled to lie down on his back with his feet
placed on the floor to raise his legs up at the knees. Roger continued to
jack the huge cock, now with both hands, as Josh forced Steve onto his back
and pushed his legs up and back using his upper arm and shoulder as he
pulled his cheeks open and forced four fingers coated with the same lube
into Steve's ass. When he pulled out, he picked up the plastic bottle he
had left on the floor and pressed its top end into Steve's hole and
squeezed as hard as his strong hand could squeeze. Satisfied that Steve was
well-lubed up for the ordeal, He said to Roger, "Okay. He's as ready as
he'll ever be. Let's put him on."
	Roger let go of Noah's cock saying, "Keep jackin', buddy. Squeeze
that trunk and keep the top full of blood and hard." He and Josh picked
Steve up in a cradle formed by their arms and positioned his spread-opened
butt directly over the huge hardon Noah was holding up with both hands
grasped around the bottom. Slowly, they lowered him. He felt the blunt head
nudging his anus. He closed his eyes and waited. "Push up, buddy. Fuck up
while we let the bitch down. His weight will push onto your cock, but you
gotta push up to fuck it in."
	"Oh fuck! Oh god! It's pushing in! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Steve
screamed as he felt the helmet-shaped cockhead nudge into his asshole,
spreading his tight sphincter open slightly. As the two studs continued to
lower his body and Noah pushed up in a fucking up and down motion, Steve
felt his ass open as the sphincter muscle, already stretched by the two
fuckings he had gotten and the assplay by Josh and Roger with their big
thick fingers, began to give. Little by little he felt his ass accept the
monster intrusion. Suddenly, he felt a minute stretch and an immediate
relaxation. He knew the glans was all the way in. The three baseball
players could also tell there had been a surrender. After that the entry
was slow but sure.
	Steve felt more and more of the thick pole move up through his
rectum and into his colon. He was so full! He didn't think he had ever been
so full of cock except when he had been double-fucked by Luis and Ramon and
Luis and Fernando. He groaned and cried out as he was lowered down and down
until his butt was resting on Noah's smooth body.
	"Fuck her! Fuck that tight pussy! Shoot your load in that bitch's
guts," the two jocks urged their buddy.
	"Oh fuck! It feels so good!" Noah moaned as he humped his hips up
and down.
	"You need some help, buddy," Josh asked.
	"Yeah! Help me, buddy. You know what I need."
	"Yeah, buddy. We know. Just keep fucking. Help is on the way."
	Steve felt Noah's legs being lifted. He looked and saw Josh pushing
his fucker's legs up in the air and felt himself falling back. He saw Josh
holding out a hard cock lubed and drooling pre-cum. `No! No!' Steve's brain
screamed. `I can't take a double-fuck with this monster in my ass already.'
Then he realized Josh was bending his knees and aiming his ramrod at Noah's
hole. He was gonna fuck his buddy with his big baseball bat!
       At the same time he realized he was leaning against Roger's
backside. He heard his gruff voice saying, "That's it, buddy. Take that
teat and suckle on it. Take it in your mouth, just like you do with the
skanks we double-team for you."
       "You feel it, buddy?" Steve heard Josh say. "You feel that probe up
you ass, looking for your prostate?"
       Noah must have pulled off Roger's cock because he moaned, "Oh yes,
Josh. Oh yeah I can feel that probe in my rectum. Oh yes! That's it! You've
found it! Punch it for me!" Then his voice was muffled as Roger evidently
filled his mouth with cock again.
       Steve stared at Josh as he pounded into his buddy's ass in little
short strokes. Their eyes met. "Yeah, this is what it takes for our buddy
to get off with that big cannon of his," the aggressive older teen said.
       After they'd all cum, including Steve, they uncoupled and flopped on
the floor. After a while they got into their clothes and drove back to the
park. As Steve headed for his bike, Josh grabbed him by the arm and pulled
him around so Steve was face to face with the older jock. "You tell anyone
about any of this and you're dead meat!"

Jim Comes Over

	When Steve got home he called Jim and suggested he come over
instead of his going to Jim's house. "Your mom's there and mine won't be
home for a couple of hours. We'll have plenty of time to take care of
things."
	"Okay. I need you to suck my cock real bad and I know you must need
some attention too."
	"Yeah! Yeah, you horny jock, we're gonna take care of both
problems, just get over here. We're wasting time."
	Steve hung up and got into the shower. He didn't want Jim smelling
the cum that was all over his body, including in his hair. He cleaned out
his ass also. As much as he wanted it, he knew it wasn't going to get any
action back there, but he didn't want to run the risk of having Jim notice
cum seeping out of his butt crack. Nice and clean and dried off, Steve
pulled on a fresh pair of shorts and was putting on his shoes when he heard
Jim coming in the front door and calling for him.
	"Yeah! I'm coming," Steve yelled as he left his room and ran down
the stairs.
	Jim, like Steve, was dressed only in shorts and sneakers. The two
friends hugged, and Steve said laughing, "Looks like you're still at half
mast – have any trouble trying on clothes with your mom?"
	"Naw, it went down I was so bored. It just came back on the way
over here. I am so horny! We gonna do it right away. I gotta relieve the
pressure before my balls burst."
	"I think we can take care of that problem," Steve said as they went
upstairs to his room.
	The two boys quickly stripped down their shorts - both of them were
commando - and kicked off their shoes. Jim threw himself on Steve's bed and
pushed up against the headboard, spreading his legs apart and raising his
arms up and locking his fingers behind his head. Steve stood beside the bed
for a moment, gazing at his friend's hard, muscular body and hairy armpits
and inspecting his buddy's familiar cock and balls. `He's bigger and
there's more hair on his sac' thought the younger boy as he climbed onto
the bed to kneel between his older friend's thighs. He bent down to examine
the bag that was weighted down to the sheet by the heavy nuts inside it.
	"You've got more hair down here," he said as he cupped the bag in
the palm of his hand and fondled it, his fingers playing with the
underside.
	"Yeah, and there's more up here," Jim said with a grin as he pushed
his almost hard cock to the side, showing off his hairy bush and treasure
trail to his friend.
	Steve moved his head up and bent down so his nose was tickled by
the dark hairs. He breathed in his buddy's scent. He could identify the
slight smell of the soap he had used when he showered in the morning, but
the overpowering odor was of sweat and boy crotch. He must not have
showered again after he got home from the game. Steve breathed the smell he
loved with a deep breath as his tongue darted into the curly forest of hair
and ran across the base of the fast-hardening cock. Daringly, he continued
to explore with his tongue as he moved up the trail of hairs to Jim's
belly-button, which he circled with the tip before moving back down with
little side-ways swipes. When he found himself back where he started, he
looked up and said, "You are really getting' hairy down here, buddy,"
before he moved his mouth up and over the head of his friend's cock.
	"Oh god! Yeah! That feels so good! That's what I need! I've been
thinking about your mouth on my cock ever since last week. Oh, Steve, suck
me. Sooo gooood!" Jim moaned as Steve lapped and sucked down until his nose
was once again pressed into Jim's pubes. For seemingly endless minutes the
two boys were lost in their own realms of pleasure – Jim in the
exquisite pleasure of the hot, tight, wet mouth and throat that were making
love to his hard boy-cock and Steve in the feeling of being ravaged by the
hard silky pole that he was hungrily taking into his mouth and forcing in
and out of his gullet.
	Soon, before either boy was ready for it, or wanted it, Jim felt
the beginnings of his orgasm. He felt his balls draw up and begin to send
out their loads of sperm then his prostate started to spasm and, mixing the
sperm into its own slimy juices, force the mixture into the urethra. As he
felt his cum shooting up through the tube on the underside of his cock, he
moaned out, "I'm there! I'm cumming little buddy! Oooh yeees! I'm
cummmming! Take my sperm! Take my cum, Steve! Yeees! Sooo gooood!"
	Steve backed his head up, pulling the glans of Jim's cock out of
his gullet and onto the cradle of his tongue as he continued to suck on the
thick pole. He felt the movement across his tightly clasping bottom lip and
then the first jet of thick cock-juice shoot back into his throat. The
second and all the following spurts remained in his mouth, coating its
insides and his caressing tongue with the hot, sweet-tasting syrup.
	As Jim's cock-spasms dwindled and stopped, Steve, his lips still
tight around the not-yet-softened cock, pulled off and rose up. "You get it
all, buddy? You still have it?" When Steve nodded, Jim said "You gonna
swallow it? Let me see." Steve opened his mouth to show it filled almost to
overflowing with his best friend's load of cum. Then he closed and Jim
watched as he friend's throat moved, swallowing every drop of his cum. "You
really like having my cum in your mouth and swallowing it down into your
belly, don't ya?"
	Steve nodded again as Jim dropped his arms down and turned slightly
to his side. "Come up here. It's time for me to take care of that cock of
yours," he said as Steve moved up to be pulled down by his friend's strong
arm and against his body. Jim reached over with his other hand and grabbed
Steve's shaft and began stroking up and down. It didn't take Steve long
before he stiffened up against Jim's body and began to shoot his cum up
into the air. The first shot went sideways and landed just below Jim's
chest while the rest landed on his own chest and belly.
	"Damn! It looks like you really needed to shoot your load just like
me."
	"I always need to shoot a load when I'm with you," Steve said as he
leaned over and licked his cum from Jim's body, taking the opportunity to
lick up to and around his closest nipple. Then he wiped his own cum off his
own chest and belly and licked and sucked it off his fingers.
	The two boys lay together, Steve pressed against Jim's bigger, more
muscular body, and talked about what they had done since they had last been
together – Steve, of course had to do some serious editing. – and
what their plans were for the next few days. While they talked, Jim's free
hand kept going to his cock as it rested across his thigh. It didn't take
long before it started to come alive. The filling out and hardening didn't
go unnoticed. "Looks like someone needs some more attention," Steve said
rising up to look down at his buddy's almost hard cock.
	"Yeah. I'm really horny today after that rough game. Would you mind
sucking me again. I'll wank you if you want."
	"You know I will. You know I'll do anything to make you feel
good. I've told you that plenty of times before," Steve said as he shifted
his body back down between his buddy's legs.
	"I know you will. You're the best friend a guy could ever have,
little buddy," Jim said as he leaned against the headboard and closed his
eyes.
	Kneeling between Jim's strong legs, Steve gazed down at the cock
and balls he had loved ever since the first time they had wanked together
and especially since he had sucked it for the first time. All the other
cocks he had sucked or had fucked into his ass, the big ones, the uncut
ones, the hard and soft ones, Tony's cock, the cocks of all the jock studs;
he loved them all. But this one, Jim's cock, was the special one, the one
he wanted most of all. He hoped Jim would never stop letting him suck this
cock. It's the reason he didn't know if he could ever try to get his friend
to fuck him with this cock. The fear that Jim would take his friendship and
his cock away from him was what kept him from trying to give him what he
had given to so many boys and men already.
	With these thought whirling around in his head, Steve bent down and
slowly pushed Jim's hard meat slightly aside and pressed his mouth against
the hairy folds of his scrotum. He licked out, feeling the dark hairs
scratching against the sensitive surface of his tongue. He licked and
sucked as Jim moved his body and moaned softly. After just a few moments,
probably seconds, he slid up and took his buddy's hard cock in his mouth
and began to suck up and down on the thick shaft.
	Jim's moans grew louder and the movements of his body more
pronounced as a pattern developed. Each time Steve's mouth pressed down and
he took Jim's cockhead into his throat, Jim's hips thrust up to meet
Steve's downward-pressing lips, forcing more of his cock into his friend's
gullet. Given that Jim's had come just minutes ago it was taking longer for
him to reach his climax. Steve wished it would last forever, but as Jim's
moans grew louder and his thrusts grew stronger, Steve prepared himself to
receive another mouthful of the nectar he loved so much.
	"Yes! Yes! Oh shit! Shit! Shit! Shit! I'm cummming! God, yeesss!"
Jim screamed as he reared his hips up and shot spurt after spurt down
Steve's open throat and into his welcoming belly. "Oh, Steve! Oh! Sooo
good! Sooo gooood!" he moaned as his body relaxed and the spurts of cum
stopped shooting into Steve's mouth.
	Both boys relaxed and were quiet. After swallowing, Steve laid his
head on Jim's thigh until the older boy's breathing returned to normal. As
they started to move, Steve's ears perked up. "Shit! That's the garage
door. Mom's home. Quick get up and get your shoes and shorts on," he said
as he scrambled for his own shorts.
	By the time Mrs. Andrews called up from downstairs the two boys
were dressed – thank goodness their parents were used to seeing them in
only shorts and sneakers in the summer – and the bed straightened
up. They went down and Steve hugged his mother and said, "Hi, Mom," and Jim
said, "Hello Mrs. Andrews."
	"Hello, boys. I think I'm going to order pizza for dinner. Would
you like to stay, Jim?"
	"I'd love to, Mrs. Andrews, but I better get home. I know Mom's
cooking a big dinner. My aunt and uncle are coming over."
	"Okay. Tell them and your parents I said hello. Maybe another
time."
	The two boys walked to the back where Jim's bicycle was. As he was
getting on, Jim said, "Thanks for that. I really needed it."
	"Any time, buddy. Any time."