Date: Mon, 20 May 2002 20:06:45 -0700 From: bawdy pen Subject: PEEPERS--Part 4 PEEPERS--Part 4 Having sex at our houses was much too dangerous, so more and more we started to fool around in the woods behind the movie star's old house. It was pretty secluded, so Alex and I would make love in the open. Of course, Teddy knew this because once in a while he'd join us. There was a little alcove where we felt secure that we'd be able to see anyone approach. But Teddy, devious little bugger that he is, found a place where he could spy on us. Now, that didn't matter. Hell, he could watch us up close if he wanted to. But what he did was show us off! "Hey, Damien!" (He told us this conversation later.) "Want to see my brother and his friend queerin' each other?" he asked the 16-year- old Junior. "What?! You're kidding!" "No. They do it all the time. They're lovers. Come on." "Really? This I gotta see!" "Okay, but be real quiet. He'll kill me if he catches me. He doesn't know that I know what they do." "GOLLY! THEY'RE NAKED!" Damien gasped. "Shhh! They'll hear!" Teddy warned, leaning over his buddy's shoulder in the small area. Teddy always wore his favorite skimpy running shorts for these encounters. "Hey!" Damien whispered, "that's what they call 69, isn't it? Man, they're blowin' each other!" "Yeah! Hot, isn't it?!" Teddy gushed. "Unh hunh!" Damien stared, wide-eyed, his prick getting hard in his pants. "Ah, watch it, willya!" "What?" Teddy asked, all innocence. "You...you're rubbing up against me. I can feel your pecker on my butt--you got a hardon!" "Gee, sorry, Damien. But it's so HOT, and there isn't much room in here. Doesn't it give you a boner, too?" "Yeah, but..." "Kinda makes me want to play around too, sometimes." "It does?" Damien gulped. "Yeah, makes me horny! Doesn't it make you horny?" "Sure, but..." Damien looked around at Teddy. "Y-you mean you'd d-do something like t-that?!" "I dunno...they sure seem to enjoy it!" "But they're queers!" Damien hissed. Then he added, "I'm sorry. I know he's your brother and all--but he is a queer! And so's his friend." "I know that, dummy! That's why I brought you here to look." "Hunh? You mean to turn me on cause you're as queer as your brother?" "No...at least I don't think so. Well...maybe..." "Whadda you mean maybe? You got me here to blow me, didn't you?" "It...it just gets me h-hot," Teddy stammered, putting on his practiced performance, "I don't think I'd like it. But I thought... well, maybe you'd let me try it on you... just to see if I like it. I thought maybe we could try it together...just for an experiment." "You'd really get down and slobber on my pecker?" "Only if you'll try it too," Teddy coaxed. "Naw! Try it on somebody else!" "Okay, let's just watch, I guess," Teddy complained. "DAMN! Now they got their noses smellin' up each other's buttholes!" "Look closer," Teddy suggested, noticing that Damien was still feeling himself up. "They're done smelling...they're licking now." "Yuck! That's really queer! I wish they'd go back to blowjobs... that wasn't so bad." They watched for a while, Damien making no suggestion that they leave. He even endured, or acted oblivious to the fact that Teddy's prick was still pressed up against him. "So you never licked a guy's dick, hunh?" Damien asked, finally. "No, I said that," Teddy lied, giving the impression that he'd just as soon not talk about it any more. "It was just a dumb idea cause watching them always makes me hot." "Yeah...I guess it does," Damien admitted. "Me, too." "Well...you seen enough? Let's go." Teddy moved back. "Uh, listen," Damied whispered, even more quietly, "since you, ah, want to try it...I'll let you lick me if you want." "Will you do it too?" Teddy asked. "No. I can't do that." Damien was insistent. "Well...okay, if you promise not to tell anyone." "GOSH, NO! I PROMISE!" Damien gushed. He would have sworn on his mother's life to get his first blowjob. "You can do it...all you want...and I won't tell a soul!" "Um...okay. Come around here." Teddy pulled him away and down into a thicket. "Drop your pants!" "Hunh? All the way? Can't I just pull it out?" "No, silly! How am I gonna lick your balls that way?" "Gee, you wanna lick my nuts, too?" "Sure, why not?" "Hey, no reason...no reason at all!" Damien hurriedly yanked at his belt buckle and dropped his drawers--shorts and all. Teddy knelt down. Damien's prick was sticking out--engorged and excited. Teddy scooted closer to his friend's crotch and reached around and felt his buns. "Oooh," Damien flinched, "nobody ever felt my ass!" Teddy looked up at him, quizzically. "Alright, nobody ever felt me anywhere!" "Gee," Teddy contemplated, squeezing the soft flesh, "your buns are really soft. Feels nice!" "Yeah? You think so?" Damien beamed at the compliment! "Unh hunh. You...um...you got a nice pecker, too!" Teddy looked up into Damien's eyes. "Is..is it OK? I mean..." Damien stammered, embarrassed. Teddy played it coy. "N-nice enough to lick." "Oh. Well, go ahead," he looked down, anxiously. Teddy let out a loud, nervous gasp, then reached for it. He wrapped his hand around the stiff shaft and squeezed it. Damien looked as if he might shoot just at the touch, so Teddy let up on his pressure. Acting the complete novice, he tentatively stuck out his tongue, just letting it touch Damien's cockhead. He slowly circled his tongue over the very edge of it, just getting a taste. He wasn't really doing much...but he knew the effect the sight of him on his knees tonguing the boy's cock was having. He made it all the more sensuous by constantly looking up into Damien's eyes. "Mmmm," Damien moaned, involuntarily, giving away his excitement. Teddy gave the shaft another quick squeeze. A blob of precum escaped from the pisshole. Teddy stuck out his tongue and licked the slick juice onto his tongue. Damien looked disgusted at that. He couldn't imagine anyone wanting to taste that stuff! (Even though he sure didn't mind tasting it himself when he jacked off!) But that reaction was automatic. Inside, he was delighted that Teddy seemed to savor the taste of his cockjuice. Teddy squeezed and licked for more. Then he sucked Damien's knob right into his mouth. "Ooooh, that feels good, Teddy. Real good! You're a good buddy!" Teddy blew him. Teddy blew him a few times after that, too. But Damien--as much as he enjoyed it--still wouldn't go any further. Teddy blew Marty, too. He seduced him like Damien. They peeked at us; then Teddy made his move. But Marty reacted more openly. He was game for anything Teddy suggested. "Hey, let me try yours!" He bent over and sucked Teddy's cock into his mouth. "Gee, that's not so bad. Feels kinda neat in your mouth, don't it?" Teddy was taken aback. (I looked that word up. It means he was kinda surprised.) After Damien, he was taken aback that Marty was so willing. "Y-you're not worried about it bein' queer?" "Aw, who cares? You already sucked me, so you're not gonna tell. Let's get down like they did and do it to each other at the same time." "Can I shoot in your mouth?" Teddy asked. "Of course, that's what a blowjob is, isn't it? Stuff don't taste so bad. You're gonna swallow it, aren't you?" "You bet!" Teddy enjoyed his first 69 without us. He said that Marty wasn't as good at it as we were, but he sure put his heart into it. Teddy decided all Marty needed was more practice--practice he'd make sure the guy got! Afterward, they sat up, smacking their lips, agreeing that cum was nice to drink--especially out of a hot pecker! "You ever done that before?" Teddy asked, wondering if Marty was experienced or just a natural. "Yeah, a few times," Marty admitted. "Uh, a guy I know talked me into it one day. I was kinda scared to try it, but he went down on me first and it felt so good I tried it. He sure knew how to do it!" "Who is he?" Teddy asked, always interested in new prospects-- especially someone who sounded as horny for cock as this guy did. "I...I'd better not tell. I promised not to. He's real worried about rumors gettin' around." "Well you know I'm not gonna tell, Marty. I'm in the same boat." "Ummm, yeah, that's true. But..." "Aw, come on, tell me. Maybe all three of us could get together." "WOW! That'd be hot alright. I guess he wouldn't mind if I told you. It's...it's Damien Winters." "DAMIEN!" Teddy gasped. "That no-good prick! That dirty rotten asshole!" "Gee, Teddy, I think he's kinda nice. How come you don't like him?" "Hell, I do like him, Marty. I've been blowing him for 3 weeks now, ever since I brought him here and showed him my brother in action!" "Gosh! You and Damien already did it together?" "No. That's what's got me so pissed off. He never would do anything in return! And all the while he's been...hey, how long have you two been going at it?" "Uh, about 2« weeks ago was the first time. He invited me over to his house after practice and showed me a dirty magazine. Girls with their tits and pussies showin'. Then he asked if I wanted to try something neat that he just learned. He must have learned it from you." "Yeah, just from watching me do it. That bastard! All the time he kept telling me that he couldn't put a dick in HIS PRECIOUS MOUTH, he was suckin' you silly!" "That sure is strange, Teddy. Damien acts like he loves a pecker in his mouth. Don't make any sense he wouldn't want to do it to you, too." "Oh well," Teddy shrugged, "maybe he just doesn't like me enough." "Why not? You're...well, you're real cute and all...an'..." Marty began to stroke Teddy's cock again, "you got a nice prick! Fuck him. I'll suck you all you want!" They fell into another pleasant 69, but Teddy's mind was a bit distracted. Nevertheless, he managed to drain Marty's balls, and squirt another juicy load into his mouth. Two days later Teddy bumped into Damien skateboarding outside the mall. Damien pulled up and slung his board under his arm. "Hi, buddy!" Damien said brightly, then looked around and teased more quietly, "Hey, I haven't jacked off in two days. I got a big load built up! You wanna go somewhere and suck me off?" Teddy smiled at him. "Gee, sorry Damien. But I met a guy who likes doin' it in return. It's a lot more fun that way. Too bad you have that 'thing' about never putting a dick in your mouth. This other guy ain't such a pussy. I've been thinking about letting him screw my ass." "Yeah? Butt-fuckin', hunh? Hell, I'll do it to ya...if you want. I'd like to try that." "No, thanks," Teddy smiled. "See ya!" "Hey! Wait a minute. Uh, who is this guy, anyway?" "Hey, I don't tell tales! Oh well, I don't think you know him so I guess it's alright. A kid named Marty." "Marty Bergeson?!" "Yeah, you know him?" "Sure, we...ah, we met." "Oh, you know him, hunh? Gee, I shouldn't have told you his name. But I can trust you, can't I?" "Sure, you know you can. I won't say anything." "I hope so. Makes me a little nervous trustin' a guy that won't do anything. Bye!" "Wait up!" Damien was scurrying after Teddy. "How about that butt-poke?" "Marty'll take care of me...he's earned it! Sorry, gotta go--he's meetin' me at two." As expected, Damien showed up in the woods where Terry and he had their first encounter. Marty and Terry watched him sneaking around to where he'd have a good peeking post. "See, I told you he'd show up here," Terry jabbed Marty in the ribs. "Now take off your shirt and toss it over your shoulder and walk over there like you're waitin' for me. Then go up to Eric & Alex's spot. When he follows you, I'll be right behind him. Wait about fifteen minutes, then yell out "shit!" or something and pull your dick out and play with it. You know what to do when he comes up." Marty casually strolled into the clearing and climbed up on a rock, looking around and posing and flexing his smooth bare chest. He even reached up and nonchalantly played with one of his tits, tweaking it. Jeez, what a show-off! Terry almost giggled out loud. Marty kept glancing around, looking for Terry. He caught a glimpse of Damien peeking around a bush, but made like he didn't see him. Then he hopped off the rock and made his way up around the spot where they'd spied on us, and into the bushy plateau where we made love. He took his pants off and layed on the grass, basking in the sun with his undershorts on. After an eternal 15 minutes, he sat up and cried, "SHIT!" Terry almost laughed seeing Damien jump at the sound of Marty's outburst. Marty stood up and reached for his pants, then thought again and threw them down. He sprawled out on the blanket again and started to feel himself up. Working himself into a stiff boner, he slid his shorts down to his knees and started to slowly jack-off. Damien looked uncertain as to what to do. He was horny and hated to see a load go to waste. He took one last look around to see if Terry was coming, then he got up and walked toward Marty. He was almost upon him before Marty stopped peeking out of his half-closed eyelids and opened them up at the sound of Damien's voice. "Poundin' the pud, hunh buddy?" Damien smiled down. "Hey, Damien! What're you doin' here?" "Just strollin' around. How about you?" "Uh, I was waiting for a friend, but he said if he wasn't here by now he probably got caught having to mow the lawn." "Yeah? So uh...you wanna have some fun?" "Gee, I'd like to Damien. You know me. But I'm kinda trying to save it. I was tempted to whack off before headin' home. I'm glad you stopped me. Ter...er, my friend said he'd let me fuck him, so I guess I'll wait. How about Tuesday?" "Aw, come on. I'll suck ya real good. It's been two days and I'm rarin' to go." "I'd like to, Damien, but fuckin' a butt's worth saving for, don't ya think?" "Better than my mouth?!" he teased, running his tongue over his lips. "Well, I dunno, but it's something I've never done and I want to be really turned on." He reached for his pants. "We'll get together Tuesday, okay? Unless..." Damien stood there stroking his cock through his Levi's. "Unless what?" "Well...unless you'd let me fuck you." Marty smiled. "ME?! Uh, I don't think so. I don't mind sucking cock but gettin' screwed like a chick...besides, it'll hurt!" "Not if you wet my dick real gooood," Marty cooed, then winked. "An' if I slick up your hole with my tongue." Damien gasped at the mention of such a nasty act. It was something they'd never tried before. But Marty'd tried it with Terry and thought it was exciting. He'd certainly do it to Damien... specially if it meant plugging his asshole! "Y-you'd do THAT!" "Sure, why not?" Marty said offhandedly. "We don't have any grease, and spit's always good. I'll just push it in with my tongue." "LICK MY ASSHOLE? THAT'S KINDA SICK 'N DIRTY!" Damien squinched up his nose. "Yeah? Well, fuck you. My friend doesn't think so. He did it to me. Licked me there for twenty minutes!" Marty quickly pulled on his pants and started to leave. Damien grabbed his arm and turned him around. "Hey, don't get mad, Marty. Come on, let's fool around. Look at the hardon I got in my pants!" He squeezed his bulge, making his prick stand out in relief. Then he grabbed for Marty's crotch. "Can I fuck you?" Marty asked. Damien looked down in exasperation. He was hornier'n all fuck, but the thought of having a cock shoved up his tail was frightening. "Well...I guess, if you promise to go real easy an'...an' do that thing you said." Marty laughed. "That 'thing' you just screamed out a minute ago? Sure, Damien, I'll lick your asshole. You're clean, aren't you?" "I guess so." It was obviously something Damien had never even considered. Terry watched as they stripped and traded off going down on each other--Damien sucking first. Seeing Damien finally sucking cock was getting Terry stiff. Seeing Marty suck on Damien's luscious prick, he hoped the boy had enough fortitude to stick it out and not let him come in his mouth. He knew how it was having that cock in your mouth and wanting that cream to start flowing! But Marty was no dummy. He wasn't about to mess up his first chance at fucking. He scrambled away and told Damien to get up on all fours. Damien was obviously nervous about it, but Marty roughly grabbed ahold of his butt and stuck his face down there. The sight and sound of him sniffing at the butthole had Terry ready to strip. The sound and feel of Marty's nose stiffing at his asshole had Damien's cock leaking. "Is...is it OK?" he asked hopefully. He wasn't anxious to get fucked, but he sure wanted to feel that tongue licking him there! "Yeah! Smells good!" Marty said, unashamedly nosing in. "G-good enough to lick?" Damien asked. "Well, how's this!" He dragged his tongue up the crack, pulling it apart and rubbing in circles. Damien's mouth fell open and he gasped when he felt the wet tongue start behind his balls and slide up. He flinched when it passed right over his anus, causing his wrinkled lips to flutter in and out. Marty continued on, right up to Damien's tailbone in a long sweep that gathered up the sweat from his pungent valley. "Oooh, that's neat!" Damien cried. "Do it some more...right in the middle!" Marty giggled, and began to flutter his tongue over the hole, teasing it mercilessly. Damien smelled stronger than Terry had, but it was an exciting, intoxicating aroma. It was Damien's hole...the hole he was going to fuck his cock into if he did this well. He would have done Damien's hole anyway, but the promise of his first piece of ass was enough to make him start working away at getting it loosened up. There were other things that would do the trick...grease or a finger or something. But Marty decided that THIS was the greatest way to get a guy prepared. He was tonguing all over that hole now, pulling the cheeks apart, and trying to take the hole itself into his mouth! He sucked on it. Damien was going out of his mind at the sensations. He pushed his butt back for more, and moaned delightedly when Marty started to thrust his tongue inside! In and out the wet, pointed thing went between his anal lips, causing them to loosen up more after each stroke, until Marty was able to slide his tongue right up inside. Then he heard the boy making slurping noises and felt the collected spit being forced into his relaxed rectum. Marty pulled his head up from the dripping asshole and began to rub his hard prick up and down the slippery crease. "Aw, you gonna do it?" Damien sounded half terrified and half impatient. "Better believe I am!" Marty said roughly. "I tasted it, now I'm gonna fuck it!" "Okay, okay Marty. But go easy." Marty gripped his prick at the base and squeezed it up like a fat steel rod. Then he aimed and slowly pressed inward. Damien's upthrust ass was completely vulnerable, and the work Marty'd done had it gaping open in invitation. It slid in smoothly without any hindrance. It wasn't until Marty had only an inch or two left that Damien's asshole clenched over it. "Ooooh. Mmmmm. AAAAH! Hurts a little," Damien murmurred. "Stop squeezing me like that, then," Marty suggested. "Just let your hole hang open real loose; it went in so easy all you gotta do is relax an' it'll be fine." Marty stopped and let Damien catch his breath and concentrate on relaxing. Sure enough, the asshole released its viselike grip and again became mushy around the stiff, driving bone. "Are you glad you talked me into this stuff, Damien?" Marty had to rub it in--he moved his hips faster and really rubbed it in...ALL THE WAY! "Uh, yes," Damien said softly, then, "yes, yes, YES!" when Marty changed his angle of entry and pushed his button! Marty didn't know what he was doing, but whatever it was, Damien sure seemed to like getting it in that spot. So he punched him there, faster and harder, causing the boy to moan loudly in obvious pleasure, and push back excitedly. "Whatcha doin' Marty?" a voice spoke up near Damien. Marty grabbed Damien's hips, holding him in place. "Got my prick shoved up this queer's asshole. Couldn't you hear him squealing 'bout how good it feels?" Damien lifted his head, finding a hard boner sticking in his face. His mouth fell open and he looked higher to see the face of the naked body before him. "TERRY!" Terry fisted Damien's hair and held his face still. Then he pressed forward, rubbing his cock over the astonished boy's face and flapping his balls across his open mouth. "Hi, cocksucker! Bout time you sucked this, doncha think?" Damien's asshole wrapped itself tightly around Marty's imbedded prick. Catching a whiff of Terry's sweaty balls, he turned his head sideways and lewdly licked them. "Yes, Terry, oh yes. I'll suck it! I always wanted to suck it!" "Why didn't you then?" Terry asked, gruffly. "Well, uh, cause...cause you're a queer!" Terry wiped his cock over the boy's lips, teasing him. "And what are you, Damien? Or are you just keeping Marty's cock warm for your sister?" "Uh..." Marty jabbed him again in that special spot. "Ah, jeez, Marty. Do it again!" Terry put his hand underneath and lifted Damien's chin. "I asked you a question, buttfuck!" "I'm...I'm a queer, too, Terry! Aw, come on, LET ME SUCK IT! I'M A BIG QUEER...LET ME BLOW YOU, OK?" He grabbed at Terry's cock and put his mouth over the knob, sucking it sloppily and noisily. Terry wanted to tease him verbally some more, but seeing how cockhungry Damien was, he spread his legs wider and let the older kid nurse on it awhile. Marty resumed his boning. "You like gettin' it in both ends, hunh?" Terry asked, not expecting a reply. He looked over at the smiling Marty plugged into the other end of Damien's hot body. "Okay, we're gonna stand still. You do the work. You want cock up the ass, back up. You want cock down your throat, come and get it. Work our pricks back and forth til we can't stand it any more and we fill up your holes with hot squirts of cum!" "Mmmmm!" Damien groaned around the double impalement. He started slowly at first. The boys had arranged it so that there was no extra room between the three bodies. When he pulled off to the end of Terry's cock, he was backed up so that Marty's prick was completely up his asshole. When slipping off the cock in his butt, nearly to the end, the other one was pushing into his throat. He was in control, and he tested the limitations. Palms on the ground, he worked his body to and fro--up and back--servicing his buddies' hot pricks. Marty's long cock was spearing him nicely, deeply inside his rectum. He had never imagined that getting fucked in the butt could feel so good! And Terry's prick...he'd wanted to suck it all along but was afraid. He wasn't afraid any more. He loved blowing Marty, but Terry was something special. Terry had introduced him to all this nasty business. It took a while, but Damien finally had his head straightened out. Fag, queer, or whatever...he was NEVER going to stop doing THIS--even if he got married! Terry was amazed! Damien was taking him right down into his throat--repeatedly! Even Terry hadn't learned to suck cock that good yet. And he could see that his friend Marty was shivering in delight. He had his head back and his eyes closed as Damien's ass rode back and forth, faster and faster, onto his throbbing, glistening prick! The horny fuckboy quickly learned just how to move his rearend to drag his prostate over Marty's cockhead. And being in control allowed him to breathe comfortably while enjoying Terry's knob banging against the back of his mouth and bending down into his throat. Anyone standing on the sidelines would have watched Damien much as they would a tennis match. Watching one end, then the other, not being able to decide which was the more exciting, as Damien became more and more like a crazed fuck machine! He felt like he had two mouths and was blowing two cocks at the same time. One with his mouthlips and one with his asslips...both sucking hungrily! He speeded up, frantically working those long pricks toward orgasm. Terry was close. He looked at Marty, who had suddenly opened his eyes wide and said something. It wasn't English, it was spastic sounds from his gut. "Eeehhww ugggerrr Ilum!" Whatever it was, Terry soon repeated it, blasting gushes of hot sperm into Damien's mouth. Damien didn't choke on it, he vacuumed it up! His anus began to strangle the snake up his rectum, too, as Marty flooded his interior with jets of molten lava! For the first time in his life, Damien's prick ejaculated all on its own. On the ground, he shot huge never-ending streams of cockmilk up and down the distance he was traveling. It looked like a miniature river running through the land of milk and honey! Terry pulled out first because Damien was still sucking madly on his sensitive cockhead. Damien needed something in his mouth, so Terry fed him his sweating balls. He lapped at these while Marty slowly retreated his gooey prick. Then they all three fell onto the grass in a heap. "WHEW!" Damien cried, exhausted. "That was incredible!" "You're telling me!" Marty agreed. "Pussy could NEVER be better than THAT!" Damien smiled, slightly embarrassed. "How come you wouldn't blow me before, Damien?" "Um, seems kinda silly now, but...well, it was because you were a queer. I thought maybe you wouldn't care who you told, as long as you could suck their prick. So I just let you do me. I wanted to try it, but I was afraid to do it with you. So...I kinda talked Marty into it. I figured two straight guys wouldn't dare tell on each other. Like I said," Damien smiled seductively, "it was kinda silly." "Boy! You sure made up for it!" Terry gushed. "But I was kinda mad when I found out you were doin' it to Marty." "Hunh? You told, Marty? How could you?" "I weedled it out of him," Terry admitted. "I swore I wouldn't tell if he told me who seduced him and taught him how to give such good blowjobs. Then I got angry when he said it was you. Getting me to blow you, and not returning the favor. And all the time you were blowing Marty! So we cooked up this scheme." "Hunh?" Damien was getting the picture. "You mean you guys set me up?!" "DID WE EVER!" Marty laughed. "You dirty rats!" Damien cried, then thought about it and began to chuckle. "Hmmm, thanks, sneaky bastards!" "We knew you wouldn't be able to resist letting Marty fuck you after he licked your butthole. You like sex too much to hear his words and not get horny thinking about blowjobs and getting sucked off. And you GIVE them even better! Sorry, Marty," Terry shook his head, "but that was by far the BEST blowjob I ever had! Even better than Eric!" "Eric?!!" they both cried. "Yep!" Terry smiled. "B-but I thought you only spied on them--him and Alex." "Yeah, like you and I did," Marty said. "Well, listen to this," Terry layed back, happy to let them in on a few secrets. "The three of us get it on sometimes together! I've sucked both of them off, and they've sucked me off. We've fucked each other, and I've licked their assholes...and they've licked mine. I was the first one my brother ever blew! He sucked me off while he was thinking about Alex. That's when he realized he was in love with Alex. They really are lovers, but they let me join in once in a while. That's how I knew where they'd be so we could spy on them." "If...if you were gettin' so much, how come you dragged us along?" Damien asked. "Dummy," Terry teased. "cause I wanted to get into your pants! I want my own fuck-buddies." He turned on his side and started kissing Marty's tits. On his other side, ready for another go-round himself, Damien bent over and sucked in Marty's cock. Marty's eyes shot open and Terry started to laugh. "Whatsa matter?" he glanced up, dried cum on his lips. "Oh, nothing..." Terry acted innocent, watching him run his tongue up and down the rising prick length. "You sure seem to enjoy that tasty dick, doncha?" "It ain't no secret now. I love sucking Marty. His cock always tastes great in my mouth!" "Even after his pecker just came out of your ass?!" Terry laughed, slapping his thigh. "OH SHIT! I FORGOT THAT!" Damien buried his face in his hands and turned away, embarrassed. Still laughing, Terry slapped him on the ass. "Hey! It's alright, Damien. Don't go spaz on us! Here," he went down to Marty's still-grungy cock, which had risen up hard and stiff at the touch of Damien's tongue, "I'll do it too!" Unable to resist it, Damien turned back, intrigued. "Hell, I don't mind the taste of your ass," Terry gushed, going right down on it, and lewdly licking up and down the sides. "You're right, Damien, tastes great! Come on, help me lick it!" Watching and listening to Terry, his cock sprung up. "Aw, heck, why not? You alre...WE already cleaned it!" He shrugged his shoulders, and got down. Together, he and Terry worked over Marty's cock and balls. "We'll have him licking assholes soon, Marty!" Damien gave Terry a dirty look, but didn't stop licking. Terry smiled, and whispered to Damien, "Who do you think should get fucked next?" and winked. Damien's eyebrows lifted, and he grinned. Then Terry deflated him somewhat when he said, "Whoever fucks, has to put in the spit...with his tongue!" "You're dirty, Terry!" Damien accused. "Hey!" Terry said defensively, "it wasn't me that licked up my own assjuice!" "See? See what I mean?" Damien cried. "You can't just do something...you hafta talk about how nasty it is!" "Hey, fellas..." Marty tried to calm them down. "So," Terry continued, "you don't wanna fuck Marty? Fucking him isn't worth licking his butthole?" "I-I didn't say that!" Damien screamed angrily, his dick bobbing up and down. He got to his knees and threw back the surprised boy's legs. He nestled between them, looking down at Marty's tight pink hair-ringed anus. Then he looked him straight in the eyes. "I want you to know I think this is sick! But I wanna fuck you so I'm gonna do it!" Then he held the legs back and slid his body down until his face was flush with Marty's bottom. Without hesitation, he began to lick on his asshole--eating it as if he'd done it a hundred times. Terry stared in astonishment, watching Damien rim for the first time like a hungry wolf. Marty didn't know what the fuck was going on. "Uh, hey, I didn't say I wanted...oooh, that's...listen, I don't wanna get...mmmm...I've never been...aaaah, Damien, LICK ME! JEEZ!" He turned his head. "Terry! Don't let him... mmmm, that's good... fuck, don't let him stop! GAWD, HE'S GOT IT UP MY HOLE! Oh, man! Deeper, Damien, deeper!" Terry smiled down at Marty's thrashing face. "He...he's gonna cornhole me, ain't he?" Marty asked, a little frightened. "Wet...wet it for him, willya? I'll never take it if you don't wet it!" "I'll wet it, Marty, don't worry." Terry quickly positioned himself between Damien's spread legs and reached under to drag his cock and balls back. Damien helped, lifting his ass a bit. Terry got down and started to suck on it. He pulled the cock into his mouth, licked his balls, and even tongued his asshole, causing Damien to go crazy on Marty's flavorful anus. Damien had started doing this half in anger. But once Terry's tongue touched his hole, electricity shot through his body...straight from his asshole and out through his tongue. Having it done to him at the same time, he realized how deliciously sexy and nasty licking a guy's asshole was. He wanted nothing more than to prepare Marty's bung for his cock as Marty had done to him. But he was impatient to plug that hole. He started pushing spit between the lips, forcing it into the cavern with his tongue. Quickly scooting his knees up, he aimed his prick and thrust it into Marty's rearend! The boy screamed in pain at the sudden intrusion. But Damien, overcome with the sensation of having the tight hole wrapped around his throbbing cock, was oblivious to what he was causing. He started to pound into Marty almost viciously. Terry, too, was taken up with the sight of Damien's hard cock working in and out of the beautiful hole. Somewhere in the back of his mind, he told himself that Marty would get used to it soon. He crawled down between their legs and started to play around where the cock was going in. He squeezed, and pulled apart, Marty's asshole-- his thumbs brushing against the driving prick shaft. He even managed to catch a few licks on Damien's bouncing balls. He was so excited he probably would have tried licking the fucking cock if he wasn't afraid of having his head knocked around! Damien was grunting and moaning, holding Marty's legs high in the air, penetrating him completely and drilling him so hard he was fucking the breath out of him! Poor Marty was gasping and squinching his face up in pain. This was NOT how he'd imagined it! He knew Damien didn't mean to be hurting him...he could see the excited expression on his face...but that didn't help his poor asshole at the moment. He gritted his teeth and bore it. "Take it easy, Damien," Terry tried to calm him down. He could see the expression on Marty's face. "I...I can't...I'M CUMMING!" he screamed. Marty--his cherry finally busted--bore the brunt and grabbed Damien's butt cheeks and pulled him closer, letting the boy enjoy his tremendous orgasm. Then he eased Damien out of him and layed back exhausted. Damien flopped at his side just as breathless--but with a big grin on his face. "Gosh, that hurt," Marty gasped. "I'm sorry, Marty," Terry said. "I should have stopped him. That's not the way it's supposed to be done. It's really nice when a guy lets ya loosen up. Let me take a look and see if he did any damage." Terry ducked down, and Marty reluctantly lifted his legs again as Terry gently fingered the mushy butthole. "Aw, you're alright...no blood. Sometime I'll show ya how it can feel real good," Terry promised. "Sorry I was so rough, Marty," Damien apologized, "It was just so good I lost control." "I didn't even get to come!" Marty complained, causing the other two to laugh. "Well, Damien certainly owes you a blowjob, I'd say." "Hah! Just wait'll I fuck him next time! No, don't stop, Terry. Keep rubbing your finger over it. Feels good. Maybe ...I don't know ...maybe like falling off a horse and all that happy bullshit...maybe if you did it!" "Right now?" Terry gasped. "Yeah, now that the Mad Rapist over there has me all loosened up. Besides, I had my mind set on enjoying my first time, dammit!" Damien's face fell, realizing what a jerk he'd been! Terry wasn't about to miss out, no matter how concerned he was about Marty's sore butthole. He scurried in between the legs, anxious to fuck his friend. He pointed his boner. "Hey, naw naw," Damien wagged his finger. "Remember your own rule. You gotta lick it before you fuck it!" "It's already juicy, Lucy!" Terry smirked. "Thanks to you!" "Don't matter," Damien smirked right back. "It...it would feel good, Terry," Marty cooed, devilishly. "It's so sore!" "Crybaby!" Terry giggled. "Alright, I'll lick your sore little poochy. You'll take any opportunity to get your butt licked, and Damien just wants to see if I'll lick your cummy hole." Terry scooted down and gently tongued Marty's asshole and dipped inside to taste Damien's jizz. It was just a bit raunchy, mixed with assjuice as it was, but Terry didn't mind. He wanted to fuck...and he knew how to take care of a guy's hole when the guy was in a mood to get fucked! Eric and Alex had kept him back there MUCH longer than necessary. "Aw, I'm ready, Terry!" Marty finally cried. His anus had been thoroughly soothed from the previous rough treatment, and he was anxious to feel a cock up his butt again. Terry mounted his friend, gently slipping his big cock into the sloppy hole. He lifted Marty's legs and put them over his shoulders, then he slipped his hands down and grabbed hold of Marty's butt and layed upon his chest. Marty let out groans of minor pain, and louder gasps of pleasure. He wrapped his arms around Terry's neck and hugged him tightly. And as Terry slowly went deeper into him on each stroke, he began to hump his ass up for more. "OH, MAN! FUCK ME, TERRY! OH, IT'S WILD!" "Mmmm, your hole's so hot!" Terry moaned, sensuously undulating his ass. "You wanna kiss?" Startled, Marty looked up into Terry's lust-filled eyes. "Uh, okay." He opened his mouth and let the boy come down on him. Almost immediately, Marty began to return the kisses passionately. His legs aimed at the sky, his asshole being stuffed over and over again, he went all the way! Damien watched the two rutting boys, taking it all in. He got close and watched their heated embrace. He scooted around back and watched from there. He knew how to do it next time...if they ever gave him another chance, that is. Marty started moaning first. His cock was shooting all over their bellies. Terry mashed his lips to the boy's mouth and shoved in completely, holding still while he dumped a hot load of jizz up his buddy's ass. Slipping his gooey cock from Marty's gaping hole, Terry couldn't help but gloat. "And that's...how it's done!" "Jeez! You guys were kissin' and everything!" "You still gonna act like a putz?" "No, no..." Damien cried, "it looked like...fun!" Then he giggled. "But I think I'd rather have a cock in my mouth while getting fucked!" "Maybe you're just more of a cocksucker than a lover!" Marty gushed, embarrassing himself and the other two into gales of laughter. Well, that's how Terry related it to me. But he does like to exaggerate things. So that's about it up to now. Alex and I seem to love each other more every day. If anything more comes up I'll have to buy another journal. This one's already full! (THE END) Comments appreciated...please mention story name. bawdypen@hotmail.com