Date: Sat, 3 Mar 2018 12:14:55 -0500
From: fmhar1969@aol.com
Subject: The Fireman's Son, Chapter 38

Archive: "Fireman's Son, Chapter 38" {Rob} (BB oral anal)

Here's the second half of Friday, Chapter 38. I hope I haven't put too much
in it or digressed too much. The idea of bringing in Johnny Angelotti, Matt
Sims' high school pussy-boy, just popped into my head as I was coming to
the end of the Steve, Jim, Jake, Jackson episode. I love hearing from
readers. I wonder sometimes if those who started with Steve almost 16
months ago are still reading. I am always delighted when a reader who has
just discovered or rediscovered my favorite boy writes. I welcome any
suggestions, but I must say I don't expect Steve will ever be involved in
anything raunchier than piss-play with a limited number of very close
partners or anything more in the realm of BDSM than the experience he had
with the White twins, Jim and Jon. Rob at fmhar1969@aol.com.

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The Fireman's Son Chapter 38-Friday at Home after School

	After the hard bench-fuck by Roy Atkins, the two boys quickly wiped
off with their damp towels, got into their clothes and left the locker
room. As they mounted their bikes, Roy said, "See you tomorrow. From now
on, be ready to take care of me whenever I want, understand?" Steve didn't
reply as he peddled off, but he knew he would comply with the demands of
his newly dominant friend. As he rode, his mind was busy reliving what had
just happened. Roy was the first boy his same age, the first actual
classmate, he had had sex with. He realized he had thought subconsciously
about having sex with him ever since the first day of PE when he had seen
the other boy naked in the locker room. He had seen then that he was bigger
and more muscular than the others, and that he was more sexually
developed. His cock was larger and he had was more of the dark hair under
his arms, in the valley between his hard pecs and running down his flat
belly from his navel to his thick bush than Steve or most of their
classmates. He also remembered how he had thought Roy was being friendlier
toward him the last few days than in past years.
	As his mind played over what had happened in the showers and locker
room, he suddenly thought: `Coach Henderson! He saw me sucking Roy's cock
in the showers, and he didn't stop it! Roy must have told him what he was
going to do. Coach already knew about me from Mr. Jones, but could Roy know
about me and him?' His brain was awhirl.
	He got to his house as quickly as possible and called his mom at
work to let her know he was home and to make sure she was still planning on
an evening out with her friends. "Okay Mom you have a good time. Jim's
coming over after practice and we'll order a pizza. Yes, I have plenty of
money. Love you too."
	Steve had planned to clean Roy's load of spunk out of his asshole,
but just as he hung up the phone, he heard the front door open and Jim
yell, "Steve, where are you? Coach let us out early, and Jake gave me a
ride home." The two boys had always just come in and out of one another's
houses. Steve rounded the corner from the kitchen to the entry hall and
stopped still in his tracks! There was his buddy, and following him into
the house was Jake Swenson and Stephen Jackson, the captain of the baseball
team!
	"Yeah! When Jim said he wanted to be dropped at your house, I
figured you wouldn't mind if Jackson and I came in for a while. The more
the merrier, ain't that right, pussy? Besides, Jackson didn't get a chance
to fuck that tight ass of yours Sunday before Ray busted things up," Jake
said as he pulled the team captain in and shut the door.
	"Don't worry `bout that. Sammy and I took him for a ride and both
fucked him after we left the pool."
	"No shit! You didn't tell me that, buddy. How was it?"
	"It's been a busy week. We haven't had much time to talk about
stuff...He was wide open after all the guards fucked him, but Sammy and I
took care of that. We fucked him together. He has a great ass."
	"You double-fucked the little whore! Shit! How was it?"
	"Fuckin' hot! Two of the guards had already stretched his pussy,
but it was still tight, and it was hot as hell, both of us teaming up on
the little whore and him moaning and begging for more!"
	Jim caught Steve's eye and shrugged. He put his hand on his
friend's shoulder and said in a low voice, "I'm sorry, buddy. When I asked
Jake to drop me at your house, he started bragging to Jackson about what
happened at lunchtime and saying they needed to get some ass. Jackson was
hesitant at first, but Jake kept going on about me having to share the good
stuff with my teammates. You did say you thought Jake was hot. I didn't
know Jackson had fucked you."
	"That's okay, Jim. Jake is hot, and so is Jackson. They got me in
the restroom at the pool Sunday. Jake was fucking me and I was sucking
Jackson's cock when Ray broke it up and chased them out. Jackson and Sammy
Chase were laying in wait for me when I left the pool."
	"Okay, guys, Steve says it's okay. Let's take this upstairs. We
don't want to make a mess down here for his mom to find."
	"How much time we got," Jake asked as the boys went up the stairs.
	"We've got plenty of time. My mom's going out to dinner and to the
movies with some friends. She won't be home for four or five hours."
	"Won't need that much time," Jake said with a snide laugh.
	Steve was out of his clothes and on the bed with his legs in the
air before the other boys could get naked. "Who wants to fuck me first?" he
asked. The three now naked jocks crowded around the bed pulling his legs
back to expose his pink hole to their exploring fingers.
	"Shit! This hole's been fucked! Look at those pouty pussy-lips and
it's full of fresh cum! Who's already fucked you this afternoon?" Jake
demanded as he shoved two fingers deep into Steve's ass and moved them
round and round, stirring up the cum that was still in there from Roy's
fuck back in the locker room. He pulled his fingers out and held his hand
up for the others to see the cum and ass juices coating them. "Suck, whore!
Clean `em off!" he demanded as he shoved his fingers into Steve's
mouth. "Who you given this ass up to? You been in the locker room giving up
your ass to your gym class? You been takin' cock in the showers? Does Coach
Henderson know you're whoring your pussy after PE?"
	Jim and Jackson were bent down fingering Steve's slimy hole while
Jake was questioning him and forcing him to clean off his fingers. The two
jocks each stuck in two fingers and pulled the hole open wide for their
inspection. "Fuck, yeah!" Jackson exclaimed. "This pussy's full of cum. How
many guys you give it up to, whore?"
	Jim was a little hesitant about treating his best friend so
roughly, but the others were doing it! And Steve wasn't objecting! Besides,
he was curious. He stuck the forefinger of his other hand in the
pulled-open hole and stirred it around in the cum that was visible just
inside. "Fuck, Steve, your hole is full of fresh cum. Who fucked you in
PE?" he asked as he held his cummy finger in front of the prone boy's face.
	"You know I don't tell who fucks me, Jim. You guys don't need to
worry about who fucked me before. Just fuck me now and fill my cummy ass
with your jock loads."
	"You got it, whore. One of you guys stick it in that slimy cunt,
nuthin' like sloppy seconds – or thirds!" Jake said, laughing. "I'm
gonna fuck this slut's mouth-pussy!" he said as he shoved his cock
balls-deep into Steve's throat.
	"I don't mind an already lubed up pussy, makes for easier
screwing," Jackson said as he pushed Jim aside and positioned himself
between Steve's spread legs. "Pull `em back, Evans. Open your little whore
wide for your captain while I fuck her. You can have her next, newbie."
	Jim moved to the side and did as he was told. He wasn't entirely
comfortable with this scene, the first time he had taken part in a
gang-fuck of his best friend, but he had to prove he was a team player. And
besides, his cock was as hard as a steel spike. He'd been dreaming about
fucking his friend all afternoon after the blowjob he had gotten at
lunchtime. And he had to admit, it had been exciting to be sharing him with
Jake.
	`Steve seems to be liking it,' he thought as he felt his buddy's
hand grab onto his dick and begin stroking. `Yeah! He told me he likes
getting it from more than one guy at a time. He didn't seem to mind when
Jake busted in on us and made him suck his cock this afternoon at school.'
He let go of his reluctance as he started pumping in and out of Steve's
soft hand, feeling himself getting closer to his building orgasm as he
watched his two teammates pounding the boy's two holes.
	"Fuck! This is good pussy even if it has been used already! Tighter
than most of the cunts we usually fuck!" Jackson groaned as he hammered his
big cock in and out of the welcoming hole. It made him even hotter as he
saw the thick shaft pull out some of the pink lining each time it withdrew
and force out some of the cum that filled the hole as he rammed the thick
shaft back in.
	"Yeah! That's what's so great about a faggot's hole. No matter how
much it gets fucked or how big the cocks are that fuck it, it always
tightens back up. Not like the loose cunts of those sluts that're always
hanging around the locker room hoping for us jocks to fuck `em," Jake said
with a sneer. "We're gonna be using these holes a lot, Jimbo. You better
get used to it. They're not your exclusive property any more... Fuck! Fuck!
I'm cumming! Take it, whore! Take that load down in your belly!" the
muscular baseball player shouted as he jammed his pubic bush into Steve's
face and pumped his jock load down his throat.
	"Me too! Shit! Oh yeah! Fuck! Shit! Fuck!" Jackson yelled as he
unloaded his seed deep into Steve's guts. "Take that jock cum, you little
whore! Fuck yeah! Fuck! Shit!" he groaned as he slumped over, knocking Jim
aside as his head and shoulders came to rest on the bottom-boy's muscular
chest just as Steve's hard cock shot its massive load between their two
bodies, coating both their bellies and chests.
	Jackson jerked up as he felt the younger boy's cum hitting his
body, pulling his softening cock out of the gripping hole with a loud
pop. "What the fuck! You little shit! You just shot your cum all over me!"
	"Calm down, bro!" Jake, who had pulled his own cock out of Steve's
mouth, said with a chuckle. "A little faggot cum ain't gonna kill ya! Get
up there and clean Jackson up, whore," he said as he pushed Steve off the
bed.
	The boy eagerly stood and bent over to lick all his cum off the
enraged team captain's chest and belly before going down on his knees and
taking his now-soft cock into his mouth.
	"That's a good boy. Clean that cock," Jake said as he got off the
bed and moved to stand next to his buddy. "And now clean mine off," he
demanded as Steve pulled off Jackson and immediately turned to swallow down
the other boy's thick schlong.
	As soon as he pulled off Jake's cock, Steve turned to his best
friend who had gotten off the bed and was standing on the other side of his
team captain and went down on his still-hard dick. As he buried his
friend's cock in his throat, Jim grabbed his head and began fucking. "Oh
yeah, buddy! Suck that cock! Get me off! I'm so horny! I been waitin' for
another go at your mouth all day! Oh fuck! Fuck! I'm cummin'!" he moaned as
he sent his load down Steve's gullet to join his teammate's in the boy's
belly. Emptied out, he plopped down to sit on the side of the bed.
	As Steve knelt before the three hunky baseball players, he began to
scoop up his own cum that was plastering his chest and belly and sucking
and licking it into his mouth.
	"Look at the little shit! Can't get enough!" Jackson said. "You
gonna fuck his ass now? Add another load?" he asked Jake.
	"Naw! Better save some for Susie. Remember, pal, we got dates
tonight." Looking at his watch, he said, "In fact we better get
goin'. Gotta get home and cleaned up for the girls!"
	The two jocks got into their clothes to leave. Steve pulled on a
pair of shorts to walk downstairs with them. Jim remained sitting on the
bed as the others went out of the room. "Don't tear that hole up, buddy,"
Jake said to him as they left. "Remember it's gotta take care of the rest
of us!" he said laughing.
	As they walked down the stairs, Jake grabbed Steve's ass and gave
it a hard squeeze. "You better get a plug for that hole, slut, or you're
gonna be dribbling cum all of the place," he said as he gave it a hard
slap. "You gonna be at the park tomorrow?"
	"I don't know. I have a project meeting at school in the morning."
	"Maybe we'll see you there afterwards," the rough jock said as he
and Jackson left.
	Steve hurried back up to his room, dropping his shorts as he came
in. Jim was still sitting on the side of the bed, his legs spread, his soft
cock hanging over his big balls. Steve went over and dropped to his knees
between his best friend's hairy legs and nuzzled his face into the musky
crotch.
	"Steve, buddy, I'm so sorry about all this. I didn't know how to
stop Jake when he started and then when Jackson agreed – He's the team
captain. He could have a lot to do about how much I get to play. I didn't
know they would be so rough."
	"That's all right, Jim," Steve said looking up into his friend's
eyes. "I was a little surprised at first. I was looking forward to you
fucking me this afternoon, but Jake and Jackson are hot dudes. They are a
little rough, but I told you I don't mind that."
	"Yeah. I know. You been wantin' me to fuck you all afternoon?
So...What's all that cum your ass was full of when we got here? You been
wantin' me, but somebody else tapped your ass before I got there?"
	"Oh, Jim," Steve said as he got up to sit beside his friend, He put
his arms around the bigger boy's neck and buried his face on his shoulder
as he pressed their naked upper bodies together. "I couldn't help it,
Jim. He made me. He made me suck his dick and then he fucked me in the
locker room. I don't know what it was. It seemed like he took control of
me. I had to do what he wanted. It was almost like Tony, last year."
	"Who the fuck you talking about? Who's the fucker that did this to
you?"
	"Oh, Jim, he saw me going down on you and Jake at lunch time. He
said I was a cocksucker and I was gonna take care of his cock. He made me
kneel down in the showers and suck his cock. I think he told Coach
Henderson about me because he came to the entrance to the shower room and
saw us. He just said he'd be back later and we better be gone by then."
	"Coach Henderson saw you sucking this guy's cock in the showers!
Where were the other guys?"
	"They were all gone. We were the last ones in."
	"And who was this guy who kept you from showering with the rest of
the class `cause he wanted you to suck him off?"
	"There were some guys from the class still in the locker room, but
they left. Oh, Jim, he didn't keep me from showering with the rest of the
class. I waited for him to come into the locker room. He's one of my
classmates. We've gotten to be friends this week. Of course, we've always
known one another, but he seems to be different after this summer, more
grown up and he's got the biggest cock in our class. He's been friendlier
this week than he ever was, like he wanted to get to know me better."
	"So! Who the fuck is he?" Jim demanded impatiently.
	Steve recognized the edge in his friend's voice and sniffled,
starting to cry a little. "Oh, Jim. I'm so sorry. You know there are
others, but I didn't expect him do what he did."
	"Who?"
	"It's Roy Atkins, the principal's son. I've only known him since we
came to high school. He lives on the other side of town, so didn't go to
grade school with us. We haven't close friends like you and me. But you
must know who he is. We've been sitting together at lunch all week. He saw
us leave. Then he saw Jake follow us, so he followed Jake. He saw it
all. So, he knew I was a cocksucker. He had heard some things about this
summer while he and his family were gone. When we were in the showers
together, he asked me if I wanted to suck his cock like I did yours and
Jake's. He was so strong and sort of demanding. Then the coach came by and
saw us. After we finished in the showers, he pushed me down on one of the
benches and fucked me. He said I would have to suck him and give him my ass
whenever he wanted, just like you. He said you and he would share, but he
was my best friend just like you. Oh, Jim, I was sort of scared, but not
really. It was hot! He was so much like Tony! Oh, Jim, I'm so sorry. You
don't hate me, do you?"
	"No, you little whore. I don't hate you. I told you I didn't care
who you fucked with as long as we continued to be best friends and you kept
on taking care of me. I'll have to have a talk with Roy, but I think we can
work out an arrangement. I figure I can share you with another `best
friend' since you're whoring yourself out to almost every jock in the
school," Jim said as he pulled Steve tightly up against himself. He held
Steve in his arms and let him sniffle a little while.
	When Steve was calmed down, Jim reached down and grabbed his ass
with his big hands, manhandling him over until he was sitting astraddle the
jock baseball player's hard, thick thighs. He pulled Steve back against him
and began to rub his taut little chest and play with the two hard little
nubs on each side. Steve leaned his head back so the two boys were cheek to
cheek.
	"Oh, Jim, that feels so good. Play with my nipples. Pinch them. Oh
yeah! Harder! Squeeze them! Pull on them! Oh, yes! So good."
	"You like that? You like me playing with your little titties! Yeah!
I've gotten them hard playing with them. Hard, just like your cock," Jim
said as one hand moved down Steve's flat muscular stomach and took hold of
his dick, which indeed had gotten hard as a nail.
	"Oh, Jim."
	"Something else has gotten hard. Feel my hard cock pushing its way
into your asscrack. You gonna open up and let it in? You gonna let me up in
your guts, let it feel it bathing in Roy's and Jackson's hot cum? Ride me,
baby! Ride my cock, Steve. Give me what I've been wanting all afternoon,
ever since you sucked me off at noontime."
	As Jim held him tightly against his hard jock body, Steve managed
to pull his feet up onto the bed and begin to push himself up and down on
the older boy's fuckpole. As he rode straight up and down on the thick
invader his moans grew louder and louder. It was a good thing they were
alone in the house. "Oh yes! Oh yes! So good! Oh Jim, I love your cock most
of all! It's so big! So thick! Don't ever take it away from me!" he
screamed as he bounced up and down feeling the jock's pole ramming into
him, churning around in the other studs' gooey loads of teen-sperm.

	The two boys had grown up together. Jim was a year older, but
they'd always been similar in size until a few years ago when the older boy
outdistanced his younger pal in physical maturity. His cock had blossomed,
the hair sprouting under his arms and on his belly running down to his
cock-bush had become thicker, more noticeable. His muscles had become more
pronounced. They both had hard muscular bodies, but Steve had remained
smaller, lighter.
	In the last year, after Steve had been led to recognize his true
sexuality by Tony Alvoretti, an older nineteen-year-old senior, the two
boys had moved from being mutual "jack-off buddies," to Steve
surreptitiously sucking his buddy's cock while the older boy pretended he
was just getting a hand job, to the role they now enjoyed: Jim, the top
jock best friend being serviced completely by his younger buddy. It had
taken over a year for them to come to the point they were at now.
	Steve had spent the summer in wild exploration of man-sex with many
partners, while Jim had been working hard toward his goal of making the
Varsity baseball team, which he had just missed the previous year, becoming
instead the captain of the Junior Varsity.
	Over the summer Jim had worked to build up his muscles even more,
grown two or three inches in height, and his cock had grown a couple of
inches in length and girth. During the three weeks of baseball camp
involving hard physical drills, play and practice under the direction of
tough coaches and college players who were assisting, he had become even
stronger and better at the game he loved. During that time he was thrown in
the constant all-male company of jock baseball players from all the high
schools in the county and beyond. Many of them, including friends from his
own school, were older and more sexually mature and experienced than Jim,
who was actually somewhat sexually naïve. Over the past year his growing
sexual needs had been fully satisfied with the best-buddy-sex he and Steve
had been engaged in. As a result of being thrown into the all-male society
of testosterone-laden always-horny jocks and hearing all the raunchy sex
talk bandied about by his friends and other studs he was thrown with at the
camp, he came to realize his best friend was a "faggot cocksucker."
	During the four weeks Jim had been gone, Steve had learned even
more about himself after his hot, masculine fire captain father found out
about him and began using him sexually during his off-duty time and sharing
him with his best friend, his best friend's rough Marine officer son and
others. At the same time he had been put on a strenuous muscle-building
regime by his father in their basement workout room.
	When Jim returned from camp on Friday afternoon, after a
nerve-racking two evenings and a day for Steve, the two friends finally got
together on Sunday morning when Jim's parents let their son have a sleep-in
rather than going to church and dinner at the country club with them, and
Steve came over and made a confession regarding his sexual escapades and
proclivities. Jim acknowledged that he now fully understood that Steve was
a cocksucker. After a second confession by Steve that he was a full bottom
boy whose ass was a pussy for his friend to fuck, their relationship
changed completely. They were still best friends, but Jim was now the fully
aware dominant sexual partner, and Steve was in the role, which he had been
longing for, of the subservient partner taking care of his friend's sexual
needs in every way the older boy demanded.

	With effortless ease, Jim pushed himself up from the bed with his
muscular legs, holding his smaller partner with his strong arms still
impaled on his adult-sized cock. "Grab you legs and pull them up," he
commanded. Steve did as he was told and Jim flipped him around and laid him
on his back onto the bed. "Let go of your legs." Released from his hold,
Steve's legs came to rest on Jim's broad shoulders. He bent over the
smaller boy and proceeded to pound his ramrod in and out of the squishy
hole.
	"Fuck me, Jim! Fuck me hard! Pound me! Make me really feel your big
cock up inside me forcing out Roy's and Jackson's loads! I want you to fill
me with just your cum! Pump me out with your big pile-driver! Oh yes! Oh
yes!" He could feel the cum that was filling his guts being forced out,
sucked out and running out of his hole onto the cummy sheets under him.
	Jim looked down and saw the mess that was spilling out of his
buddy's wide-open hole every time he pulled his big cock all the way out
before ramming it back in. He reached around Steve's upper body and pulled
him off the bed. "Let's take this to the shower. Get you really cleaned
out, then I'll fuck you full again!" he said as he carried his younger
partner to the bathroom and into the shower stall. Gently setting him down
on the bench against the wall, he reached for the faucet. Getting the
temperature just right, he took the hand-held spray and directed it to the
hole of the boy who was sprawled out with his legs spread. "Slide down so I
can get the spray into your hole."
	Steve did as he was asked, and then reached down and pulled his
legs up and out, presenting his slimy hole to his friend. He reached behind
himself and handed Jim a different nozzle. "Here, change the head. This is
what I use to clean myself out. You can stick it all the way inside and
really get all their cum out."
	"Fuck! You little whore! You know all the tricks, don't you?"
	"A girl's gotta know how to take care of herself," Steve said with
a grin.
	"You're not a girl, Steve. You're just a cock-hungry faggot that
needs a man's cock," Jim said as he gently slid the smooth metal nozzle up
into his friend's open hole.
	The job done, Jim turned the water off and stood up with his hands
on his hips in front of the seated younger boy. His cock was hard and
standing out from his wet bush. Sticking the nozzle and cleaning his
buddy's hole out had really turned him on. "You wanna suck me off in the
shower like you did Roy?"
	Steve looked up at his best friend and nodded.
	"On your knees then, cocksucker!"
	Steve slid off the bench and onto his knees. He didn't go
immediately for the older boy's cock, but rather pushed it up and began
licking and kissing his ball bag. "Yeah! Lick those balls! Slurp on that
hairy bag. Suck on it! Suck my balls!" Jim moaned as Steve made love to his
most intimate place. After a few moments Steve took hold of Jim's hips and
turned him around, reaching up to press forward on the small of his back to
get him to bend over. He went back to sucking on his scrotum from the rear,
pushing his head between the standing boy's thighs and forcing him to
spread his legs wider. As he slurped and sucked on the hairy bag he began
to lick his slippery tongue up into his ass crack. He reached up and spread
his buddy's ass apart so he could get his face and tongue deeper into the
dark-haired cleft. His tongue found the puckered anus surrounded with curls
of hair and began to make love to it, licking, slurping, sucking until the
bent-over boy was moaning.
	"Oh god, Steve! That feels so good! You've never done that before!
Make love to my asshole! Show me how much you love sucking on that hole,
baby! Oh shit! Get that wet tongue in there and show me how much you want
it! Stick it in! Yeah that's it! So good! Fuck my asshole with your tongue,
you little pervert! Get in there and eat me out! Show me there's no part of
me you don't want! Show me there's nothing you won't do for me!"
	After a few minutes of making love to his friend's butthole, Steve
gradually withdrew and returned his attentions to the hairy bag that was
beginning to draw up into the jock's crotch. Steve pushed his head through
the hairy thighs and managed to worm his body through the spread legs until
he was once again kneeling in front of the man who meant so much to him. He
took the hard, dripping cock into his mouth and worked his way down until
his face was buried in the dark hairs of Jim's crotch. He could feel the
big mushroom head and the thick shaft filling his throat. Holding his
breath he began to swallow, massaging the invading blood-engorged
flesh. Reaching his lungs' endurance, he pulled off slightly, took a deep
breath and plunged back down on his throat's invader.
	"Oh yeah! Fuck! Shit! Suck me, Steve. Suck me! I'm about to come! I
can't hold off any longer! Here it comes! Eat me! Eat me, buddy!" Steve
swallowed and swallowed as his best friend filled his mouth with his hot
teen jock sperm over and over again. Finally, with the last spurt the older
boy slumped forward over his kneeling buddy. "Oh, Steve. That was so
good. You're the best cocksucker in the world!"
	Steve pushed his buddy up and back. Smiling up at him he said, "The
best in the world, huh? And how many cocksuckers have you had on this big
jock cock, might I ask?"
	Jim put his hands on his hips and looked down at the kneeling boy
with a grin. "Well, I guess you're the only cocksucker I've ever had. But,
I know there couldn't be one any better than you, little guy!"
	They both laughed as Jim helped Steve to stand and the two friends
washed themselves off under the shower. After they had dried themselves,
they went back into the bedroom. "We better order that pizza," Steve said
picking up his phone and ordering from Antonelli's. "I'm sort of hungry,
how `bout you?"
	"Yeah, I could eat some pizza. I told my mom I would probably eat
over here. How much time do you think we have before your mom gets home?"
	Steve looked at the clock. I think we've got time for pizza and
another fuck...If you can get your big boy back up again!"
	"I'll show you, you little queer," the older boy said as he grabbed
his friend and wrestled him down to the floor. The two boys playfully
rolled around, grabbing asses and cocks. Once when Steve had managed to
upset the bigger boy and get on top, Jim shoved his big finger up into the
younger boy's hole to distract him and turn the tables. Steve ground
himself down on the invading digit and let himself be rolled off onto the
floor while Jim climbed on top of him. The bottom boy spread his legs and
moaned as his friend fucked him with one, then two fingers. "You like me
fucking your hole with my fingers, don't you, Steve?"
	"Oh god, yes! You can fuck me with anything you've got, big boy,"
he said as he writhed under the weight of the muscular stud on top of
him. Just as they were starting to get serious, the doorbell rang, and Jim
let Steve up. "Saved by the bell," Steve said laughing as he pulled on a
pair of gym shorts and picked up his wallet. "Don't lose that thought."
	When Steve opened the door he was confronted by a tall, very good
looking young man who looked to be about twenty-five holding the pizza
box. "Hi! You're not Sam!"
	"No. I'm John Antonelli. I'm just helping out. Sam asked to be off
today. You're Steve Andrews? I haven't seen you since you were a kid."
	About then Jim came bounding down the stairs. He was also dressed
in only a pair of gym shorts that did nothing to hide his big cock flopping
around inside. His muscular chest and shoulders were filmed over with the
sweat he had worked up while he and Steve were playing at wrestling, and
there was sweat glistening in the little mat of dark hair between his pecs
and the trail of hair running down the center of his hard muscled abdomen
into the waistband of his shorts. "Is that the pizza. I'm starved all of a
sudden..." he yelled before he saw the "pizza boy." "Oh hi! Your
Mr. Antonelli's son aren't you? I've seen you helping out your dad some
this summer."
	"Yes, I'm John...Johnny.
	"Come in John...err, Johnny. I dropped my wallet coming down the
stairs, Let me go get it. This is Jim Evans, my best friend."
	"Hi, Jim. Yeah, I've seen you in the shop also. I've been home from
grad school this summer. I go back in a week," he said as he stepped in and
closed the door behind him. He couldn't keep his eyes off the hot young
half-naked stud standing before him. He involuntarily put out his tongue
and licked his lips.
	"Here, let me take that box," Jim said stepping closer to the young
man and reaching out for the pizza box. He took it, but didn't step
back. He could see Johnny's eyes locked down at his crotch. Except for
Steve Jim hadn't had much experience with gay guys, but he could sense
there was something different about the way he was being stared at. The
look in the eyes of the young man reminded him of the way Steve looked at
him sometimes. Holding the box in one hand, he brought his other one up to
his chest and wiped it across his pecs. He saw Johnny's eyes following the
movement before dropping back down to his crotch. "Come on into the
kitchen. Steve probably can't find where he dropped his wallet."
	The two went to the kitchen, Johnny following the baseball jock,
his eyes devouring the solid, hard-packed athlete's rounded ass. Jim put
the box down on the counter and opened it to reveal the large fully laden
pizza. "Yum. Yum. Looks good enough to eat," he said jokingly, at the same
time brushing his hand across his covered cock that was already chubbing
up. Again, Johnny's eyes followed the movement.
	"We think we make the best pizza in town. I've never had any
complaints," Johnny said, emphasizing the "I."
	Just then Steve came into the kitchen. "I finally found it. It was
almost at the top...." He immediately sensed an odd vib in the room before
he noticed Johnny's eyes locked on his friend's crotch. "Johnny, you were
in high school, on the football team, with Matt Sims, weren't you. His dad
and mine are best friends and I know Matt pretty well. He's told me about
some of the times you and he and his pals Sam and Hank had back then.
	"Yeah. They were great friends. They were a year older, but they
really helped me out.
	"Matt's a great guy. He's helped me out a lot when he's been home
this summer," Steve said as he walked up to the handsome young man. "Jim's
a lot like Matt. He's just learning what guys like us need. Do you have to
go back right away," he said as he reached down to grope Johnny's
crotch. "Feels like to me you could do with some relaxation."
	The astonished young man stared, then took a big gulp. "No I was
just leaving when your call came in. I've heard some things over the summer
and I wanted to meet you."
	"What you see is what you get!" Steve said as he gave his shorts a
push, and they fell to the ground. "Jim, show Johnny what you're hiding
– well not really hiding – in your shorts. Don't be shy. A big jock
like you should be used to guys staring your stuff! I'm sure Johnny'd like
to see it just like I do," Steve said as be began unbuttoning the front of
Johnny's shirt and prepared to move to his pants. "Uhm. I can see you're a
real Italian," he said as he pulled the shirt open to reveal a well-muscled
thickly-haired chest. "I hope you've learned to fuck a guy since the days
you were Matt's bottom boy. It'd be a shame to miss getting fucked by
that," he said as a thick uncut cock surrounded by a heavy mat of black
hair plopped out of Johnny's pants.
	"I've learned to fuck ass, but I still prefer to get my ass pounded
by a big jock cock like your boyfriend's."
	"Jim's not really my boyfriend. He's my best friend and I've been
teaching him how to fuck ass this week. I'm sure he can take care of you as
well," Steve said as he ran his hands through Johnny's chest hair and down
to his plumping up dick. "What about it Jim? You ready to fuck a couple of
asses. You still got a couple of fucks for us two gay boys?"
	"Yeah, but I need food," the naked jock exclaimed as he grabbed up
a big slice of pizza and stuffed it in his mouth.
	The three sat at the kitchen table and ate. Steve, hungry for some
Italian meat got under and nuzzled his head into the musky confines of
Johnny's hairy crotch, kissing, slurping and sucking on his ballsac and
sucking on and tonguing under his thick foreskin before swallowing his
thick cock down to the hairs.
	The hungry baseball player continued eating; after all he'd had a
hard practice on the field and then a real workout upstairs in the
bedroom. The two combined had given him a real appetite. And what was going
on next to him was giving him another kind of appetite. He reached down and
began stroking his hard cock as he watched his little buddy feasting in the
Italian stud's crotch and then devouring his hard cock.
	Looking down at the naked jock's lap, Johnny said, "Let me take
care of that for you."
	Putting down his last piece of pizza Jim stood up and offered his
hard cock to the young man. Despite cumming twice already it was standing
out as hard as a steel bar. The prominent veins running along and around
the thick shaft were pulsing with the beat of the horny athlete's
heart. The big mushroom-shaped head, engorged with blood, was red and shiny
with the cocksnot that was pouring out of the big slit with its pouty lips.
	With no hesitation, Johnny plunged his open mouth on the
magnificent offering and took it down to the root, burying his face in the
lush growth of teenaged jock crotch hair. There was silence in the kitchen
except for the slurping noises made by the two cocksuckers and the moans of
the jock stud who, for the first time was getting serviced by a faggot
other than his best friend.
	It didn't take long and the two getting sucked were shooting their
loads of thick cum down their suckers' throats. Loud grunts and moans
emanated from the standing baseball player while the sitting Italian stud
could only make guttural sounds since his mouth and throat were jammed full
of bloated cock spurting teenage cum down his gullet. From Steve, kneeling
under the table, came similar muffled sounds.
	As calm returned to the kitchen, Steve got out from under the table
and looked at the clock. "We still have time for that fuck if you're up for
it Jim."
	"Shit! I don't know, Steve. I'd sure like a crack at Johnny's ass
and another go at yours."
	Johnny leaned in and took Jim's softened cock in his talented mouth
and softly sucked and caressed it with his well-trained tongue. As he
pulled off, they could see that it was firming up. "God I want that thing
fucking my ass. I haven't been fucked but twice all summer. Please, Jim,
give it a try," he begged with pleading eyes.
	"Okay. Let's go upstairs," the big boy agreed.
	The three closed the pizza box, which only had a couple of pieces
left in it, and put the glasses they had used for their sodas in the
dishwasher before gathering up their clothes and heading up the stairs.
	As soon as they got into the bedroom, Steve pushed Jim down on the
bed and said, "Just you relax big guy and let us get you ready to fuck!"
Jim sprawled across the bed and the two cocksuckers pulled his legs apart
and got down on the floor.
	"Look at that big cock, Johnny, and those big balls," Steve said in
a low voice as the two gazed and the partially hard cock and the big hairy
ballbag hanging down to the bed between the hard, thick muscular jock
thighs. "I've been sucking him off for almost a year while he pretended to
think I was just giving him a hand job. We've been jack-off buddies for a
long time, ever since we learned about jackin' off. It's been just a week
since he acknowledged that he knew I was a cocksucker and I've been
teaching him how to fuck since then. He's a fast learner! He knows I'm a
faggot slut who's been used by lots of guys over the past few months, but
he doesn't know who most of them are, and he doesn't care as long as I'm
always ready to take care of him. He's my best friend, and my mouth and ass
are always available to him and some of his friends he does know about. Two
of his teammates were here with him this afternoon before we called for
pizza. He doesn't know about Matt Sims...or his father, but he probably
soon will."
	While Steve was talking, Johnny had been gobbling down on Jim's
cock and balls. He pulled away. His face was smeared with his own spit and
Jim's precum that was leaking copiously from his now-hard cock. "I wish we
could have gotten together and you introduce me to some of your
fuckers. It's been a desert this summer. My dad hasn't been too well and
I've had to help out in the shop. When I go back to grad school, I plan to
spend the first week on my back at my fraternity's local house getting
fucked by every undergraduate jock they can round up! I did have a great
fuck session with Matt and his father one day a few weeks ago when I
delivered a pizza to their house. I was surprised he was in town. His dad's
a great fucker. You're lucky to have such a great older man to fuck you. I
love it when I find an older prof who likes to fuck ass."
	"Looks like Jim's ready to fuck, but let's give him a special treat
before we put him to work....Spread your legs buddy, pull `em up! We're
gonna give your hole some lovin' to get you really warmed up before you
fuck us."
	Jim obligingly pulled his legs back against his chest, opening his
ass and tight brown pucker to the two hungry cocksuckers, who immediately
attacked the hairy valley with their tongues. As they licked and slurped up
and down each side, then kissed and chewed on the thick dark curls of hair
that grew there. "Oh fuck, that feels good!" the jock athlete moaned as he
felt two tongues and two pairs of lips making love to his ass for only the
second time in his young life. "Lick my butthole! Eat my ass like you did
earlier, Steve," he begged.
	"I ate out his ass for the first time just a little while
ago. Seems to be something straight guys really dig," Steve said to his
fellow asslicker. "You want some of that hole?" he asked.
	"Shit yeah! There's almost nothing I like more than eating out a
straight guy's ass," Johnny replied as he puckered up and dove for the
brown bud.
	"Oh yeah!" Jim grunted. "Eat that hole! Suck on it! Feels so good!"
the straight jock moaned as Johnny slobbered and sucked. "Stick you tongue
in! Fuck that tight hole with you tongue, cocksucker! Suck that jock hole!
Fuck it, cocksucker!"
	"I'm gonna try some of this hairy Italian ass while you work on my
buddy," Steve said as he pulled Johnny's hair-covered globes apart and dove
in, licking and sucking in the musky cleft of his new queer friend. As he
pressed forward, his exploring tongue found the pucker it had been
seeking. As he licked and then pressed deeper, he realized Johnny's asshole
was bigger than Jim's and other's he had feasted on. He could tell as he
probed with the tip of his hardened tongue at its center that it was tight,
as tight as any he had experienced, but surrounding the entrance was more
flesh, slightly rounded, not puffy and soft like he'd heard women's pussys
were, but firm and crinkly. Steve licked around it with his flattened
tongue, his lips and cheeks being tickled by the curly dark hairs. `I guess
my hole will be like this after ten or more years of being fucked' the boy
thought as he went back to the tightly closed entrance and pushed hard
until his tongue broke through and entered Johnny's rectum.
	Johnny raised his face out of Jim's ass and cried, "Oh, yeah! Lick
that hole! Fuck it with that hot tongue! Get it ready for this stud's big
cock!" before plunging back to continue feasting on the hot baseball
player's ass. For the next few minutes the only sounds in the bedroom were
the moans and slurping noises from the two ass-eaters and the groans of
pleasure from the jock laying on his back across the bed with his strong
jock legs pulled back to his muscular chest.
	After a few more minutes, Jim raised himself up on his
elbows. "It's time to fuck! My cock's leakin' all over the bed and I'm
ready to fuck you two pussy-boys."
	There was a scramble as the three guys stood up. What a sight! Jim,
the tall, over six foot, muscular jock with the hard eight-inch cock
standing straight out from the dark forest of crotch hair, his chest and
belly marked with the beginnings of the man-hair that would soon spread and
grow. Johnny, the twenty-five-year-old Italian stud, as tall as Jim with
well-defined muscles covered with a fine coat of dark hairs and a good six
inches of dark uncut cock equally hard, but with the plump head shrouded by
its over-hanging foreskin, which, like the shaft was marked with prominent
blood veins. And finally, Steve, shorter than both the others, his body
also hard and muscular, but more lightly so, and smooth all over except
under his arms and around his five or six inch cock, also hard and sticking
out.
	As they stood looking at one another, Johnny spoke up. "I have a
suggestion. I'll lie on the bed on my stomach, legs over the side, asshole
exposed and begging to be fucked. Steve, you get on my back on your stomach
and spread your legs across me, your hole just above mine. Then, Jim, you
have two pussies to fuck. You can go back and forth, up and down and give
both of us a good fuck with that big honker of yours. Think you can hold
out and keep it up long enough to give us both a good fucking?"
	"Johnny, I can fuck you two pussy-boys as long as you can take
it. Don't worry about me. Get up on the bed!" He stared for a moment at the
two pussies, one pink and hairless the other hiding in black curls, brown
and slightly puckered, one above the other. Then he took his eight-incher
in his hand and aimed it at the bottom hole and shoved it all the way in.
	"Oh god yes! Oh fuck! So thick! Fillin' me so good! Shit! Fuck me,
stud! Fuck me hard! I need a good fucking by a jock high school stud like
you! It's been a long time since I had a fucker so young! College jocks are
hot! They know all the tricks, but a young stud all full of piss and
vinegar ramming his hard young cock in and out of my pussy! Fuck! Fuck!
Fuck! Why couldn't we have gotten together at the first of the summer?"
	"Shut up, pussy! Wouldn't've done you any good then. Steve just
taught me to fuck pussy ass this week. What's too bad is that you didn't
get to know my little buddy. He could've hooked you up with all the cock
you could've needed if the stories I've been hearing are right," Jim said
as he pounded his manrammer in and out of the young man's welcoming
hole. "Speaking of my little buddy, I think I'll give him some of this big
cock of mine," he said as he pulled out of one hole and rammed into the
other one. "Oh yeah! You got a tight hole slut, but my little buddy's is
tighter. Oh, yeah! How many cocks have fucked you today, whore?"
	"Just three. You and Jackson and Roy."
	"That's all? Nobody else fucked you in the locker room?"
	"I told you, Jim. Only Roy Atkins and he forced me."
	"I'll be talking to that fuckhole," Jim said in an angry tone as be
began to fuck Steve's tight hole with long in and out strokes."
	"Don't be mad, Jim. He did force me, but I liked it. I've told you
I like it kinda rough and demanding."
	"Yeah! Is this rough enough for you?" he demanded as he began
pounding with long, hard strokes, pulling his hard eight inches all the way
out and then slamming them all the way back into the tight hole.
	"Oh yes, Jim! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!" the boy yelled.
	"What about me?" Johnny cried out. "Give me some of that rough
fuck!"
	"At your service!" Jim responded as he pulled his thick cock out of
Steve's hole and jammed in full length into the Italian stud's. "That hard
enough for you, slut?"
	"Yes! Yes! Fuck me! Fuck me hard!"
	For the next thirty minutes Jim pounded both holes, alternating
between them, pounding without mercy then slowing down and almost caressing
the holes with his big cock as he slowly pulled out and pushed in with
long-dicked strokes then once again pounding the two holes into submission
as the two cocksuckers moaned and screamed out their pleasure under
him. Finally, he stopped for a moment. "I'm about to cum. Which one of you
wants it?" he asked.
	After a moments silence, Steve said, "Give it to Johnny. He needs a
big load of high-school jock cum to remember us by."
	"You got it," Jim said as he pulled out of Steve's ass and jammed
his already erupting cock deep into the bottom hole. "Here's a memento of
me. Keep it in as long as you can. If you get a chance, give Steve a call,
and maybe we can do it again before you leave. You got a good tight hole.
I'm really getting' to like this ass-fucking."
	The three guys managed to untangle themselves, and Johnny beat
Steve to his knees, swallowing Jim's thick, limp cock, giving it a good
cleaning up. "Sorry, Steve. I just had to get a last taste of the big
thing."
	"That's okay. I'll probably get to suck it some more today or
tomorrow. Are you gonna be working at the shop?"
	"Probably. If Sam comes in, I'll get some time off between the
lunch and dinner rushes," Johnny answered as he got back into his clothes.
	"Let's exchange numbers. Something might work out."