Date: Thu, 26 Dec 2019 08:00:00 -0500
From: skywindswine <skywindswine@gmail.com>
Subject: Super Sexy Teen Jock Origins - Duke Part Two

Westhaven - Two Years Ago
What a Little Perv!


Duke knew when he and Ryan approached the dented silver JoJo and Robby
asked for his little brother to sit in the back, that things weren't going
to go smoothly. It also got worse when about 10 minutes into the drive to
Duke's house that Robby started to ask some not very subtle questions about
his new "friendship" with Ryan. Every time Robby began to ask a question,
Duke could feel Ryan's face heating with embarrassment and he would throw
out a low, warning "Robby..." to tell his older brother to shut up and keep
driving.


It was around 10:30 when Robby arrived at Duke's house in Westhaven, Ryan
knew his brother was driving slower than his usual breakneck speed and
sighed. Duke was getting more and more anxious to leave the scratched and
beaten silver deathtrap, and as it finally stopped in front of the
townhouse mostly blocked from view by the trees lining the edges of the
street, he sighed with relief.


His salvation was right there and, so with a burst of energy that he pulled
from somewhere deep inside, turned to both Robby and Ryan while
simultaneously unbuckling his belt and opening the door said, "Well it was
nice talking to you Robby," Duke turned his head slightly to Ryan who
stared back at him. "And I'll see you tomorrow Ryan, night."


Duke opened the door, it creaked slightly and got out the car. He had to
turn back around to get his backpack off of the floor and slung the strap
on his shoulder, firmly closing the door. He only got a few steps away,
before a voice called him back.


"Hey Duke?" Robby called out. He said it loud enough that Duke could hear
him, but no so loud that he woke any sleeping people in the houses nearby.


Duke stopped once he heard the words leave the copper-haired, bearded
jock's mouth, turning around but not before letting out a sigh and
responded back with a experisated, "Yeah?"


Duke walked back to the car, sitting his hand through the open window
gripping it, so he could poke his head through. In the backseat, Ryan sat
there with his earbuds lodged firmly in his ears with his eyes closed,
listening to the smooth, jazzy harmonics of his favorite band, Medo Tono,
trying to erase his memory of the most awkward car ride in his
existence. Duke noticed how peaceful he looked when he was being both loud
and pervy as fuck, and it caused a little chuckle to escape from his lips.


Duke didn't even notice that he did it and was confused when Robby gave him
a weird look, but brushed it off and said, "Dude I know what you're going
to say and I'll just come out with it. No, I'm not dating your brother. No,
I'm not taking advantage of him and, excuse my language, but fuck no, I'm
not like that giant douchebag Dale."


Robby attempted to cut in and say something, but Duke just continued on,
"I'm trying to be an actual friend to him and, yes, I'll admit that at
first I was indifferent with my feelings and relationship with Ryan, but
after seeing him about to get his face caved in by that asshole, I knew
immediately that I could never be angry at him. I'm not the person you
think I am and if you start to judge me like that again, we're going to
have a problem."


Duke finished his speech and both let the awkward silence envelope over
them, the only thing making even a bit of noise was a faint, slightly
muffled guitar riff.


"Are you done?" Robby eventually asked with a bushy copper-brown eyebrow
raised.


Duke nodded "Yes."


"You're right, I should've not grilled you like that on the way here, but
you have to understand that he," Robby paused and jerked his thumb
backwards at Ryan. "Is worth more to me than anyone else in the world and
his three other brothers can tell you the exact same thing, and they
probably will when you ever come over. I'm sorry that I did all of that and
it won't happen again, but I am his big brother so it is my job to question
and pummel anyone I suspect that will shatter the already fragile happiness
he has, okay?" Robby said with a serious, questioning look pointed straight
at Duke who nodded back.


"Ok great." Robby shifted in the seat, turning his body towards the wheel
and put the car back into drive. Robby then turned his head towards Duke
who was now standing on the sidewalk, bent over slightly looking in through
the open window "We'll be seeing each other soon Duke."


"Ok great." Robby shifted in the seat, turning his body towards the wheel
and putting the car back into drive, but before driving off he said to
Duke, "I'll be seeing you soon Duke." Then with a roar of the engine, a
slight squeal of rubber, and a puff of exhaust, the old car drove away
leaving Duke there on the sidewalk watching after it.


"I guess, I'll see you too." Duke sighed and stood there for a moment,
staring out at the same greystone houses across the way from him, then
turned around and walked towards his own house. Duke went up the short
flight of steps and immediately went right for the heavy frog statue
colored a dull green which sat to the left of the red wooden door, lifting
it up with some strain and grabbing the hidden house key underneath. Duke
opened the front door, placing the house key back underneath the statue
then slipped inside, disappearing into the almost pitch black darkness of
the house.


Duke felt around for the switch for a couple of seconds, flipped it on and
exposed the living room to the bright lights hanging overhead. The walls of
the living room were painted a dark stormy blue and decorated with various
antique paintings and family pictures. Duke made sure the front door was
locked behind him and that the security system was switched to "AUTOMATIC"
setting the times as well, then dramatically fell onto the nearby black
couch


Duke pressed his face into the cool leather and imagined himself walking
into the house to his parents sleeping on the couch together, clearly
waiting for their son to get home. A rerun of a random ass sitcom or a late
night talk show playing on the TV.


Duke eventually lifted himself up and off of the couch, after coming to the
realization that no one was going to be there with him for some time. His
parents were in Paris at the moment renewing their vows and wouldn't be
back until a few months later and William, although he could be there at
the house at any moment, his place was 45 minutes away. The only person
that Duke could go to in a moment of need or just to talk was Dan next
door.


Daniel Winters lived in the townhouse beside Duke's and was like a member
of the family since Duke and his parents moved in. Whenever he came over or
Duke came over to his house, he always had a smile on his face and food in
hand. Duke blamed Dan for him gaining weight over the summer, because he
kept bringing over cake, cookies, and Duke's favorite: glazed donuts. Dan
made the pastries from scratch and, by a stroke of luck, his signature
pastry was donuts.


When Dan first introduced himself to Duke and his parents, he didn't really
think anything of Dan's abnormal good looks and physical prowess, he was
just an average, normal man to the teen. But in reality, he was like a
dark-skinned Adonis with a chiseled, rugged looking face complete with a
trimmed beard and shaved head, below were massive pecs topped with always
hard and pointy nipples, a very defined six pack and adonis belt. The
tight, black dress pants Dan was wearing when he came over for the first
time, displayed his hefty package and large muscled, but voluptuous booty
perfectly. Unknownst to Duke or his parents, Dan decided to not wear any
briefs or jocks underneath his pants just to show off to his new neighbors.


And show off he did because to Duke's parents, the back seam of Dan's pants
looked like it was being sucked into the deep crack of his ass, making his
ass stand out like two huge melons shoved into his pants. Duke's moms
couldn't take their eyes off of it and kept furiously blushing, whenever he
bent over to pick something off the ground making his pants stretch and the
seam press harder against his exposed hole, almost cutting into it like a
pleasurable wedgie. That night was the first time that Duke had a chance to
try Dan's donuts and really developed an almost brotherly bond with the
older man.


Duke sauntered into the kitchen, placing his bag on the black granite
countertop while fingering his phone out of his pocket to check the backlog
of messages from William and Ryan. With his head down, he walked towards
the fridge never having to look up and opened the door, pulling out a
carton of milk and shutting it behind him with a backwards kick of his
foot. His eyes still on his phone, scrolling through William's text
messages some reading, "Are you home?" to "Please text back Master Duke!",
which to Duke was way more toned down then William's regular, frantic
messages and voicemails that he left the teen.


Duke sat his phone down on the countertop, then unscrewed the lid of the
milk drinking straight from the carton, knowing in his mind that he could
get away with it. His phone buzzed drawing his attention away from the cold
liquid flowing down his throat and as he pulled the carton from his lips,
it left a slight milk moustache behind which he wiped away with the back of
his hand.


He picked up the black rectangle from the almost equally black surface of
the countertop, unlocking his phone to see a message from William reading,
"I'm glad you got home safe Master Duke." Duke automatically knowing that
the older man was watching him through the security cameras and with a grin
texted back, "Thank you for checking in on me William, but you don't have
to watch me through the cameras." Duke sent the teasing message and looked
directly into the black camera lense.


William replied, "Sorry not sorry."


Duke laughed and typed, "Fair. Anyways, I had a pretty good day today, even
made a friend."


Duke paused before telling William that his day at Wizard Academy was a
good one, because he had to really consider all of the events that happened
to him, but came to the conclusion that meeting Ryan was probably the best
part of it. And that's what made it a good day.


William texted back within a second, the message reading, "Yay! I'm very
happy for you Master Duke! I'll make sure to tell your parents!"


Duke grinned imagining the intimidating man squealing like a 13-year old
fangirl at the mention of Duke making a friend on his first day at a new
school. Duke sent the following back to William, "Thank you William, I'll
see you in the morning. Good night."


"Get some rest Master Duke, I'll pick you up at the same time as last
time. Good night."


Duke laid his phone back on the counter, then placed the milk carton back
into the fridge and went upstairs scooping his phone up along the way.


Duke's room was across from the staircase and the largest of the three
bedrooms. Duke opened the door, not closing it behind it him and threw his
phone on the bed. His room was painted a dark green (his favorite color)
with his bed in the corner facing the window. Across from his closet was a
desk, atop it was a laptop, speakers, and a notebook.


He kicked off his shoes placing them near the door, then took off his
jacket laying it on the bed, unbuckled his belt letting it drop to the
ground, his pants followed next where was his undershirt, all of those
falling to the ground. For a second, it seems like he is going to fall onto
his bed, but instead he lifts a leg up, pulling a sock off then the
other. His butt jiggling about as he hops around on one foot.


Fully naked and unaware that the window drapes are open, he turned around,
laid all the way on his back, facing up at the ceiling, and just laid there
in silence. His empty thoughts soon start to drift back to how his day
turned out.


I mean it was good. I'm still not sure about Wizard Academy. But at least,
I made one friend even though that one friend is Ryan. He did give me that
cream for my hole. Fuck. Why did Mr. Yang do that to me? My hole still
feels empty.


The minute, Duke began to think about his hole and the punishment Mr. Yang
gave it, it started to tingle a little. Subconsciously, Duke started to
slide a hand down his leg and towards the tingle which was growing
stronger, while also lifting his legs up.


I wonder if it's still gaping some. I mean I had to keep that damn dildo in
in my ass for seven freaking hours!!! There's gotta be some kind of
bruising or something?! I guess I better check to make sure.


With that, Duke fully lifted his legs up and over his shoulders, thanking
himself mentally for all those years of wrestling. Now from a third
perspective, it looked like Duke had his legs in a `V' position directing
all of the attention towards his smooth, but puckered pink anus.


His hand finally reaches the downwards slope of his buttcheeks connecting
to the deep trench in between and finds the hole in the center. He slowly
starts to trace his hole with a finger, feeling the small bumps and lines
encircling towards a pinprick-sized opening. The tingling becomes more and
more intense, transforming into an itch which making Duke clench his ass
muscles.


While lost in the action of tracing his hole, he accidentally rubbed over
his bussy as his classmates called it, making it pucker out like a baby
bird's mouth hungry for food or, in Duke's case, something more penile.


Duke thought to himself, Maybe if I push my finger in just a little, the
itch will go away. I mean it did feel good when Mr. Yang worked my
puss--er...I mean...hole. Worked my hole.


Duke pushed his finger in slowly, gasping aloud as the itch started to fade
away, only remaining as a dull throb, then in one fluid motion, stuck it in
to the knuckle. His hips bucked and his dick started to fill up with blood,
while his hole tightened around his finger as pleasure flowed through his
body.


Wanting to feel what he felt before, he slowly pulled the finger out and
shoved it back in, his head tossed back hitting the soft, cool
pillows. Fuck! I've got to do that again!


All thoughts went out the window as he slowly fucked his hole, even his
other hand went up to his meaty pecs and played with the silver
dollar-sized nipples atop them. His usually flat nipples were now fat, rock
hard and the size of bullets, and his fingers were having a blast tweaking,
flicking, and tugging on them.


His cock, now at its full length and completely erect was leaking precum
onto his stomach, a pool slowly forming there. The finger coming in and out
of his ass was like a blur, never slowing down and his almost endless
amount of stamina let him go for as long as he could muster.


But the itch which was dulling, had returned full force and Duke had to do
something quick to satisfy it, so he adds a second finger into his hole. It
doesn't phase him when the second finger slid in easily and perfectly, but
what does phase him is the husky laughter from the house over.


It passed through the window easily, followed by a different set of
laughter, but this kind was softer and more feminine. But it still made
Duke's body lock up and his breath hitch in his throat.


OH SHIT, IT'S DAN!


Duke hunched down in his bed slightly trying not to be seen, even reached
over with his free hand and turned his bedside table lamp off, drowning
himself in darkness.


Threw the window, Duke saw everything perfectly, even with the low amount
of light in Dan's room and he just watched as Dan tugged a brunette from
behind, leading her over to his bed. Dan was only wearing tight black
shorts (I guess the woman tore his shirt off him?), while the woman was
wearing a pink lace bra and panties.


Duke's fingers which were completely motionless in his hole, started to
slowly pick up again moving at a grueling pace as he watched.


Duke knew that Dan was packing in his shorts from the bulge displayed
prominently, but it seemed extra large this time. It looks like he has a
sausage and two oranges stuffed into that thing!


The nude image of Dan's cock and balls flashed in his head, making his cock
jerk up a little and his hole clench a little tighter around his slowly
retreating fingers. Dan turned around facing the woman and faintly Duke
could hear the words, "Kneel" and "Slide them down", but didn't know what
was going on, until the woman knelt on the ground, hooked her hands into
Dan's shorts and slid them down. It took her a while because of the man's
tree trunk sized thighs, but she got the job done and Dan's phat dark brown
ass came into view.


Duke's mind was pretty stimulated at this point and would become even more
when Dan turned around. Dan commanded the woman telling in her in a stern,
almost booming voice, "Get a good look girl, because it'll be a bit before
you service it or even feel this cock in your cunt. Now get to work on my
ass."


With that, Dan turned around and, unknowingly, showed off his colossal
sized cock to Duke whose brain liquefied in his head. The sight of Dan's
cock stopped him in his tracks again and he just couldn't believe the size
of it. It was bigger than Mr. Yang's cock, Steven's cock, Ryan's cock, and
definitely bigger than Mr. Osborn's tiny pecker.


It's gotta be 12 fucking inches at least. Jesus Christ. Duke thought while
his fingers started up again, going in and out of his pussy a little
quicker than before.


Dan's eyes were, thankfully, closed as the girl leaned forward, sticking
her face deep in between his massive ass cheeks. Her hands, previously
latched onto the back of his legs, were now trying with all her might to
spread the two chocolate mounds apart, so her pink tongue could lap and
lick at his pinhole puck. Dan even bent over a little, so his cheeks could
naturally spread a little more for her, but she still got the job done.


This continued on for a couple of minutes as Duke's finger pistoned in and
out of his pussy at a steady rate and Dan's cock went from semi-hard to
fully erect. Duke could slightly see precum bubbling and burping out of
Dan's purple cockhead and onto the floor.


Another image flashed in his head, the image of a precum puddle forming
beneath Dan's erect cock and Duke, himself, lapping it up like a dog. Fuck.


It seemed at that exact moment that Dan straightened up and moved a little
bit away from the chick licking his hole, turned around and barked at her
with a, "STOP!"


She immediately stopped, her hands previously spreading his cheeks moved to
her pussy, so wet that her panties, already sort of see through, were now
completely transparent.


"You're fucking drippin' for my dick aren't you baby?"


She furiously and eagerly nodded her head, her eyes never leaving his
bobbing dick and her hands never leaving her pussy.


"Well get the fuck on the bed, so I can give you this cock." He shook it
for extra emphasize and effect which seemed to work, because in a flash she
was on the bed, legs spread wide open and panties halfway down her thighs.


Duke couldn't see her wet cunt, because Dan's bed was on the wall adjacent
to the one with the window, so all Duke got was a side view of the fucking
that soon would occur.


The chick was, at first, laying on her back looking up at Dan as he stood
in front of the bed, but after Dan told her, "No. Get on all fours.", she
quickly got into the ordered position with her bed up and out for Dan to
take hold of.


Dan soon joined her on the bed, but first just stood there looking at her
exposed pussy and asshole, occasionally rubbed a cheek and slapping his
hand against it, but most of the time was just rubbing his cock getting it
all lubed up with his own precum.


Duke sees the chick's head go down only for her to receive a hard and loud,
echoing smack on the ass with Dan growling, "Shut the fuck up! You'll get
my dick when I'm good and ready, ok?"


The chick responded with a breathy, "Ok daddy."


Dan gripped her waist, a hand on both sides, and pulled her back to
him. His dick was now just an inch from her pussy which was leaking juices
like crazy. Duke's fingers which were fucking his pussy fairly fast, were
now slowing to a crawl as he anticipated Dan entering her.


Just fucking do it already. Fuck that cunt you--- Duke's thoughts were
interrupted by the loudest, most pleasureable scream he had ever heard,
besides his own for that matter.


It vibrated both Dan and Duke's windows, Duke even saw a couple lights turn
on in the block to the left of his. Dan had to stuff some of his sheets
into her mouth to quiet her and even yelled, "SHUT THE FUCK UP BITCH!"


Duke's fingers go back to work and so do the fingers at his nipples,
returning to the twisting and tugging of them. Fuck! I wish he could fuck
me like that. Duke freely thought.


From Duke's angle, he could see Dan's hard cock pounding away at her cunt,
his engorged, orange sized balls slapping away against her. Duke got hotter
and more aroused by the second as he continued to watch them fuck, at some
point, he began to get into a steady rhythm with Dan's brutal thrusts into
the woman.


Duke even began to mutter under his breath curses and other words that Dan
had or might have had used, saying things like, "Yeah. Fuck my pussy, make
me fucking gape Dan." or "Fuck me Dan. Fucking brutalize me. Fuck.", as he
neared the edge.


The girl's muffled moans, Dan's hot, deep breathing, and his sweaty balls
slapping against her equally sweaty flesh, were the only things Duke could
hear in his room and it kept him going at the same pace of Dan. Even though
the entire act was very, very hot, some of that was due to Duke realizing
he was being huge pervert at the moment and the other half was Dan being
the huge exhibitionist he secretly was.


Then all of a sudden, Duke heard the girl release a screech as Dan's face
turned an angry red color and pulled out of her battered cunt. "WHAT THE
FUCK!?!"


Duke stopped, both in fear of Dan having seen him and because of how pissed
he looked, but his fingers never left his wellworked pussy as seeing Dan
pissed off made him, strangely, hotter.


Dan ordered her to turn around and face him, but to stay in a kneeling
position on the bed.


"Did I say you could cum?"


She shook her head "no."


Dan gripped his cock and between each word, slapped her in the face with
it, "Then." SLAP! "Why." SLAP! "Did." SLAP! "You." SLAP! "CUM?!?"


She didn't say anything, she was still coming down from her orgasm and was
a little shocked that she was being cock slapped. "SPEAK BITCH!" Dan's
shouts rocked through the house


"I don't know! I'm sorry daddy!"


"QUIET!"


Immediately, she was quiet but Dan wasn't, "If you were truly sorry, you
would suck my cock all the way down to the base, like a good slutty little
girl and let me fuck your throat." His words came out calm, collected, but
still horny with slight frustration.


She didn't hesitate, she didn't whine, she just went to work taking every
single fucking inch of his cock into her mouth. Duke almost cummed at the
sight and sound of the girl choking slightly on his neighbor's monster
dong.


Instead, Duke followed that up with inserting a third and fourth finger
into his pussy, his middle finger was pushed so far up into his chute that
he could feel a tight nub deep inside. He pushed even farther, the tip of
his finger scratching against it and his eyes almost rolled into the back
of his head.


FUCK! What the fuck?! Duke thought as pleasure coursed through his entire
being. Never felt anything like that before! Fucking wow!


Duke had to calm down a little, then turned his attention back to the
matter at hand. Duke has to quickly get back into the rhythm of pumping his
ass, but it doesn't take it too long to do so as Dan had started slowly
fucking the chick's face. It also just occurred to Duke that Dan was
staring straight at his window.


He can't see me can he? The thought made Duke fingerfuck himself even
quicker, reaching the edge or cliff of orgasm even faster. Oh fuck! He can.


Dan was looking directly at Duke or where he assumed he was, he noticed the
teen was looking through his window into his room, when the boy's light
abruptly turned off when Sara began to eat him out.


Dan's eyes had to adjust to the darkness in Duke's room, but he could just
faintly see Duke's hand moving fast, close to his huge young cock and
thought himself, Damn. Didn't know the little perv had such a big cock,
almost as big as mine.


Dan was going to stop Sara and close the curtains, but after some very
expert ass eating by his latest fuckbuddy and the secret exhibitionist in
him coming to the surface, Dan decided to humor the teenager next door and
put a fucking good show on for him. Which brought everyone to this pivotal
point in the sexual show being put on for one person and one person only,
after all of the intentional showing off and dominant barking at Sara, all
of it apart of the act to give Duke a good time.


Dan felt his orgasm coming to a front and the pent up semen in his swollen
balls crawling up his veiny shaft and yelled at Sara, his hands buried in
her hair pressing her closer to his wiry black pubes, "HERE IT COMES BITCH!
YOU READY?!?"


Sara could only slightly nod and muffle out some words, due to her mouth
and throat being stuffed with 100% black meat, while Dan continued
shouting, "FUCK! I'M COMING BITCH! TAKE MY NEGRO CUM, YOU FUCKING WHITE
BITCH! FUCK! FFFUUUUUCCCCKKKKK!!!"


Like the floodgates being opened, a torrent of cum came firing out Dan's
angry piss slit and hitting the back of Sara's throat. She can barely keep
all of it inside her mouth as some of it spilled out between her lips. I'm
going to be burping and tasting cum for awhile. She thought to herself as
cum kept flowing in.


Back in Duke's room, the teen felt his orgasm coming and coming fast, then
as he heard Dan yelling at the chick telling her that it's coming and, in
that exact moment, Duke looked up, locking eyes with Dan, and the all
knowing look in the older man's eyes was what pushed him, violently, over
the edge.


His whole body convulsed, him writhing on his bed as he experienced the
most amazing assgasm of his life. All four of his fingers bumped and
grinded against his prostate, while his cock spurt out ten loads of
youthful teenage cum onto his abs and chest. He looked like a erotic real
life Jackson Pollock painting.


Stars and black spots crowded his vision and all thought went out the door,
as he focused only on the euphoria taking over and swaddling his body. A
final blast of cum comes out of Duke's almost spent cock and lands on his
face, little splotches of cum on his lips, chin, cheek, and nose. His room
became filled with the musky stench of cum and he didn't really care.


Fatigue took over his entire body and, in one final motion, flipped over
onto his back to pass out while slipping his fingers out of his ass. His
pussy gaped for a few seconds before contracting back into its previous,
impossibly tight dimensions.


Meanwhile, Dan coming down from probably the most intense orgasm he had
ever felt in his entire life, realized most of it had to due with Duke.


"Jesus fucking christ." He said breathing intensely, then slipped his cum
and saliva soaked dick from between Sara's bruised lips. He looked down at
her and noticing that she was about to collapse face first onto the bed,
out like a light.


Before she could though, Dan knelt down while thinking, Hope you see this,
Duke. Then kissed her, sticking his tongue in and snowballing his own cum
into his mouth, before trading it back and forth to Sara, who was basically
brain dead from the brutal fuck she had just experienced.


Unfortunately for Dan, Duke hadn't seen it but Dan was able to see
something and it would be seared into his brain for years to come. Dan was
finished with Sara as evident by him ripping his face from hers and
throwing her into the bed, where she quietly passed out. Dan got off the
bed to close the curtains, but wanted to see something first.


He walked over the open window and carefully leaned his face forward to see
if he could spot Duke's spent cock, but was instead faced with a slightly
gaping hole and immediately knew what it was. Weirdly enough, his cock
jerked up and he could sense that soon he would be ready to go again. He
looked back at a passed out Sara, asking her, "Was it as good for you as it
was for me?"


She answered back with a loud snore and so Dan asked Duke, "Was it good for
you Duke? I bet it was."


With that Dan smiled and closed the curtains, climbed into bed with Sara as
the darkness of sleep took over.


The Special Frosting


Dan woke up in his empty bed with a hand around his cock. He must've been
slowly stroking it in his sleep or sleep-masturbating as sexual experts
call it. Speaking of his cock, it stood at half mast creating a tent under
his sheets. He smirked as he saw it, then looked to his left seeing that
the girl from last night was gone.


What the fuck was her name? Shelly? No, that doesn't sound right. Samantha?
No. What the fuck was it? Dan struggled to remember the chick's name as his
hand continued to pump away at his cock, which was almost fully erect.


Think Dan. Think! I mean if you're going to be fucking these girls mutiple
times a day, you have to remember their names. Dan thought as his hand
continued on down below. Well maybe she left a note or something.


Dan let go of his prick and got up from the comfy bed, stretching and
yawning as he tried to clear away the comfortable feeling of sleep. He
looked around the room seeing his shorts left in a pile on the floor along
with his shirt, which was near the open bedroom door. I hope she didn't
snatch anything, because she was a good lay.


He didn't bother to put on a shirt, instead he reached into the almost full
hamper in the closet, picked out some sweats which smelled fine to him and
slipped them on. Dan was about to leave the room, when he spotted his phone
on the dresser next to the closet. He picked it up and was out the door
heading for the stairs.


Dan walked down the carpeted stairs, through his living room and into the
kitchen still trying to remember the girl's name, but failing at every
attempt.


Sheila? No. Silvia? No. What the fuck was it?


Dan's thoughts were interrupted as his phone beeped in his pocket, he
pulled it out and read a message from an unknown number, "Hey, Dan. Sorry I
left before you got up, I was called into work but I left you a special
video and I know you'll like it. -- Sara Houston."


Thinking to himself, That's her fucking name! Now I fuckin' remember! I
kept whispering it when she gave me that awesome handjob in the car ride
back here.


Dan was still caught up in his head as he walked towards the circular
wooden table, Now what did she send me?


He tapped on the video she sent him, the screen was dark for a few seconds
and it had no sound. It took him a few seconds to realize, he had the
volume turned all the way down on his phone. He quickly corrected himself
and went back to watching the video.


Dan had anticipated that Sara had sent him something sexual and started to
reach into his loose sweats and tug on his flaccid cock. It would fatten up
quick and in no time, blast a huge load across the dark wood of the table.


The "darkness" was actually Sara's palm covering up the camera, which drew
away and revealed her naked sitting on a weirdly familiar beige couch in a
familiar living room. Dan knew that she had videotaped herself on his own
couch and that realization caused his cock to become painfully hard in his
pants.


Dan grabbed the hem of the gray sweats and pulled them down to his ankles,
where they puddled and left his dark brown tree log curved up, the head had
a clear bubble of precum atop it which grew bigger and bigger.


Already thirty seconds into the video, Sara had her hand shoved into her
unzipped skinny jeans and was working on shoving a couple of fingers into
her wet pussy. Dan muttered under his breath, "Freaky little slut." and
looked back at his couch wondering if she squirted on the cushions becoming
a little concerned, but the feeling was overshadowed by the angry cock in
his hand. I'll deal with it later, but first let me take care of this.


He turned his attention back to the video in his other hand and feasted his
eyes on Sara's unshaved pussy, which was uncovered by the woman's dark
denim pants and was occupied with four fingers deep inside it. Sara moaned
lowly--probably trying to not wake up a still fast asleep Dan--and
whispered into the camera, "You like this daddy? You like me stuffing my
clit with my hand. I wish you could wake up and take me right now. Right
here...mmm...fuck."


Dan's furiously jerking to this, his hand like a blur on his slick dick
covered in precum, which kept coming forth from his almost purple piss
slit. He's keeping up with Sara's hand movements, despite the video being
filmed hours prior, but it doesn't matter as they both come close to orgasm
at the same time.


Sara moaned out, "I'm getting close daddy. Are you gonna cum for me? Shit!"


Dan replied back, louder, "Yes baby! Fuck! I'm gonna cum so fucking hard
for you!"


He felt his knees quiver, the hair on the back of his neck stand up, and
his toes start to curl up in the thick carpet rug beneath them, while
thinking, Oh fuck! I'm--


All of a sudden, Sara's orgasmic moans cut through his thoughts as she
stuck her fingers deep in her cunt and came. This wasn't what set Dan off,
but weirdly, the image of Duke's hole from last night when he went over to
shut the curtains. He could clearly picture his neighbor's muscle jock
son's smooth dark pink pussy winking in the night. It also looked like it
was gaping, gaping for something to stuff it. Something big. Maybe some
big, black co---


"Aaaaawwwwww, FUCK I'M CUMMING!!!! FUCK!!!!"


Dan wailed as thick, pearly white globs of cum came firing out of his cock
and landing all over the dark material of the table. Even the neatly
stacked pyramid of home baked donuts from the day before were caught in the
cum blast. They were already glazed, but were even more so after Dan came
downstairs and finished up his business.


Dan didn't notice the cum-covered donuts at first, only after cleaning off
his dripping cock with a hand towel hanging on the handle of the oven and
smartly saving the video of Sara, did he notice the ruined sugary (and now
salty) pastries.


"Well...fuck."


Dan pulled his sweats back on and picked up the plate, going to the
trashcan to throw them away, but saw that there wasn't a bag in the can and
decided to throw them outside in the bin. He opened the back door, stopping
for a second so his eyes could adjust to the bright, early morning light
and continued on. Dan, born in the country was previously wearly to the
city, but grew to like it after finding out that there's way more girls to
fuck and dominant here in Metro City, then in Danforth. He turned to the
left, going into the small short alleyway between his house and the
Grimshaws', finding his garbage can which was at the end of the alley.


His hand on the rim of the lid of the dark-colored plastic garbage can,
reeking sour and ripe odors, it almost made him gag. Dan raised the lid
open and was about to dump the donuts in, when he heard a outcry from
above, "Don't you fucking dare Dan!!!"


Dan looked up, thankfully the sun was blocked out by the two buildings,
casting the alleyway into still seeable darkness and saw a head poking out
of a window. It was Duke and he looked pissed. And hungry.


"What?" Dan was confused to say the least.


"You know what. Were you seriously going to throw out perfectly good
donuts, dude?!"


"Ummm...yeah?"


"No! Bring them inside. I'm fucking starving man!"


"But..." Dan's words fell on deaf and long gone ears as Duke left, hurrying
down his stairs to greet his neighbor with the delicious donuts.


Dan remained in the alleyway, still very confused on what just happened as
Duke hurried outside to unsuspectingly grab a cum-covered donut from the
glass plate. Duke was wearing weird and very revealing clothes, the sight
of the teen bouncing over to him with it on was making Dan grow hard again.


Duke's cock was barely covered in the shorts he was wearing, so it just
hung there from the bottom of his pant leg. He's hung as a fucking donkey!
Got big-ass thighs like one too.


Duke was oblivious to Dan's glances as he only looked at the donuts. They
had this extra-glaze on them and Duke thought to himself, his tongue
swiping over his now all of a sudden chapped lips (Dan noticed the action
and became focused on the pink beauts), He must've made them this morning
if their dripping with that white glaze. Fuck, I'm so fucking hungry.


His stomach grumbled as a response to his thoughts, so he decided to grab
one and clench his hunger. Some of the thick, creamy glaze got on his
fingers as he picked one up and bit into the soft, cakey pastry. Duke
swallowed letting out a quick pleasure-filled moan, then going back in for
another bite. He moaned in pleasure at the taste again, "Fuck Dan. These
are better than your usual batch," Duke licked his fingers, even, to Dan's
shock and arousal, scooped leftover glaze from the top of the donut into
his mouth, groaning at the taste, "It must be this glaze! What flavor is
this Dan?" Duke awaited for Dan to say something as he continued to suck
eagerly on his fingers, trying to get all of that amazing sweet glaze into
his body.


Dan was too shocked to say full sentences only opting for simple, one-word
or two-worded ones instead, "It's regular."


"No, I don't think so," Duke attempted to get to the bottom of this,
thinking to himself while scooping more and more of the glaze into his
mouth, "there's something different about this kind. This glaze is
different. More sweet with a hint of salt in it."


Dan couldn't stop watching Duke unknowingly shove his own cum into his
mouth, sucking it off his fingers, and just being clueless. All of the
teen's actions were stirring Dan's cock and a tent began to form in his
sweats. Dan knew if he didn't get away fast, Duke would see his hard on and
he didn't know if he could explain that off.


Caught up in his head, he just noticed Duke's outstretched hand which had
some of the cum or glaze as Duke called it, on a finger and pointed at
Dan's mouth, like to say, Try some of this.


Dan repressed the urge to lurch away and acted normal, refusing Duke
politely, "No, I'm good. I had some this morning. And there's nothing wrong
with the glaze, it's the same old Winters family glaze, but I might've
added a special secret ingredient this time."


Duke's eyes lit up at this comment, asking curiously, "What's the
ingredient?"


"Well, I can't tell you or it wouldn't be a secret." Dan chuckled at Duke's
curiosity, his hard on never deflating instead it throbbed at Duke's cute
show of disappointment.


"Well could you make me some more because," Duke paused to shove the glaze
covered finger back into his mouth, "I'm dying for this stuff dude. I'm
like seriously addicted."


"I'll think about it...," Dan said, still a little bewildered at the
situation, "You know what Duke?"


Duke looked back at Dan, popping his finger out of his mouth, the audible
sound making Dan squirt some precum unwillingly into his sweats.


"I...uhhh...I might have some extra glaze back in the house. It'll take a
few minutes, but I can get it before you need to go."


Duke excitedly said, "Ok!"


Dan chuckled again and handed the plate of donuts to Duke to hold for him,
Duke picked up another, this one was covered in even more cum--er--glaze
and took a big bite. Duke never saw Dan slip away but he did, going through
the back and into the kitchen. His sweats were off and kicked away as his
cock swung wildly around, slapping against his thighs, leaving traces of
precum here and there. Dan threw out his cabinets searching wildly for a
bowl, so he could make some special glaze for Duke.


Dan found the bowl, it's big and blue and perfect for what he's about to do
next. He's slowly jerking his cock while placing the bowl on the kitchen
table, positioning it in a way that he can see through the kitchen window
and towards Duke, who stood outside oblivious to all that was happening
inside.


He questioned himself for a second, thinking, Is this because of the video
or because Duke got me really hot eating my cum? Dan's horny part of his
brain interjected in, I mean Sara enjoyed my cum, so it must taste
good. And if Duke liked it so much, why not give him some?


Duke reassured himself that he was giving Duke what he wanted, and with
that settled he started to furiously stroke his leaking cock. His cockhead
twitched and burped out more of the clear sticky fluid, getting on his hand
and lubing the shaft even more.


He looked up through the window at Duke, who was now scooping a big glob of
his cum off of a donut he was holding and sticking it into his mouth. As he
pulled his thick fingers out of his mouth, Dan saw his eyes kinda roll into
the back of his head and knew that the teen really, really enjoyed it.


Dan couldn't stop himself from thinking something nasty, Yeah, suck and
lick all of my tasty sweet cock spew off your fingers boy. Fuck. Dan
stroked his cock faster and faster, reaching his orgasm fairly quick, but
suppressed it wanting to blast a fuck ton into the bowl for the oblivious
teen outside.


Outside, Duke had begun to lick the glaze off the donuts instead of
scooping some up with his fingers, even at one point, he stuck his long,
wet pink tongue in the hole of the donut and licked the glaze from around
the rim. Duke took his tongue out of the hole of the donut and just laughed
quietly to himself, thinking, Boy, I bet I look silly as fuck! Hahahaha!


Dan saw everything and imagined the big, beefy boy eating him out like Sara
did last night, jamming that fat tongue really deep inside his chute, then
pulling away and saying to him, with a smile on his face and ass juice
around his mouth, "Damn Dan! Your ass tastes so good, I have to have
another taste and I know you wouldn't mind." He would chuckle after that
and go right back in.


Dan felt his balls rise up against his shaft, he knew in that moment, he
was about to have the most intense orgasm of his life and he didn't hold
back.


He did have the most intense orgasm of his life, it was even better than
the one last night. Dan leaned against the table, holding the side of it in
white-knuckle grips as his veiny, throbbing cock shot load after load after
motherfucking load of sweet jizz into the bowl.


Dan's eyes even rolled into the back of his head while his cock turned into
an out of control fire hose, he had to use all of his willpower to gripe it
hard and point it down into the bowl.


Finally after a few more minutes of draining his balls of cock cream, Dan
pulled up his sweats and opened the backdoor to hand the bowl to a
ever-growing impatient waiting Duke.


Duke saw Dan with the bowl of special glaze in hand and ran up to him, his
half-showing cock bouncing around like crazy while saying, "OH GOD THANK
YOU DAN!!!! Thank you so much!"


The last few words were muffled as Duke gave Dan a big hug, mushing his
face into the older man's bare chest, his mouth right over Dan's hard
nipple. Dan was able to sit the bowl down before Duke practically tackled
him in a bear hug. Their cocks bumped together and Duke unconsciously
grinded his own against Dan's half hard one. Dan jumped a little because
while Duke continued to spew words out against Dan's pec, he bit down and
the action sent painful and pleasurable sensations throughout Dan's
body. Most of them going straight down to his loins.


Duke didn't even know that he did it or that it would give Dan such an
intense reaction, but he pulled away and looked up at Dan with a blinding
smile.


"Again Dan, thank you so much."


"No problem, kid." Dan said then went back to hugging for a few more
minutes, both pressing their bulges against each other until hearing a honk
from the front of the house.


"That must be William waiting for me." Duke said pulling back again and
grabbing the bowl from off the table. Dan told Duke to stand right there
while he went back inside and came out with a clear plastic container. He
set the remaining donuts inside and took the bowl, pouring more of the
creamy white glaze over the top of them, while Duke just licked his lips
and watched.


"Here you go," Dan handed the box to Duke, "some for the ride to school."


"Thanks Dan." Then Duke was off, going through the narrow cleave in the
middle of the two townhouses, his ass jiggling with every step and it
looked like he had a major wedgie going on with his shorts. Dan watched for
a second, then followed behind him seeing him get into the black car and
drive off.


The whole time, Dan's hand had unconsciously drifted down to his hard cock,
again throbbing with need, holding it and said out loud, "Fuck, what a
weird morning."

End of Part Two

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