Date: Wed, 24 Mar 2004 18:52:38 -0500 From: Dickbreath Danny Subject: Double-Dog Dare (Bb nc oral ws) Disclaimer: contains sex between teenagers & a young boy. If this offends you, stop reading! From the Adventures of Dickbreath Danny DOUBLE-DOG DARE When Danny was seven years old, he did something stupid behind the Middle School. It was a cold February day, with half a foot of old snow on the ground and a wicked north wind that froze every bit of standing water solid. Danny had stayed late after school, playing with his buddies until their parents picked them up, then set out on his normal walk home. Danny's route carried him past the back of the Middle School, and he saw a few older boys hanging around the back steps. As he approached, one of them moved toward him. Danny recognized Jerome Koppeleman, the biggest and strongest of the sixth-graders. Koppleman lived a few doors down from Danny. Other kids told stories of being bullied by the muscular, brown-haired older boy, but Danny had not had any trouble with him. Not yet. "Hey, Danny, come on over here," Koppleman called, waving. Danny stopped. "I have to get home." "Oh, come on, I know your Mom won't be home for another hour. Come over here, we have something cool to show you." Danny's brow furrowed. Koppleman was right, Mom wouldn't be home for a while. And he didn't want the big kids to think he was scared. "Okay, but just for a little bit." He picked his way across the snowy yard. Koppleman and two of his friends stood on the concrete steps that led into the school cafeteria. A metal railing, flat on the top, ran down the middle of the steps. "Okay, what do you want to show me?" Danny asked, trying to sound brave. "Look at this." Koppleman pointed to the railing. At this end, it stood about as tall as Danny's chin. A round metal post held it up. Danny looked, frowning."What? All I see is the railing." "That's the thing," Koppleman said. "Bobby here was just saying that, cold as it is, if someone were to put their tongue on that metal, it would freeze there." "Jeepers, it sounds dangerous." Koppleman shook his head. "Nah, Bobby's wrong. Kevin and I just tried it, and if you work up enough spit first, your tongue doesn't get frozen at all." Koppleman lowered his voice. "The thing is, it feels really cool against your tongue. Kinda fizzy, like Pop Rocks." He drew back from Danny. "But I guess you're scared to try it." "I'm not scared," Danny protested. Koppleman smiled, and the other two boys leaned closer. "Okay, then, try it." "I don't wanna." "I knew it, guys. He is chicken." "No, I'm not." "I dare you." "No." "I double-dog dare you." Danny looked from one face to the other. All were egging him on. "All right. How do I do it?" "First, work up a lot of spit on your tongue. Then just stick it out and lick right here." Koppleman pointed to the end of the railing. "You're just the right height. We had to bend over." "O-Okay." Danny worked his tongue, getting his mouth full of spit. Trembling a little, he moved forward, opened his mouth, and stuck out his tongue. "That's it," Koppleman encouraged him. "That's the best spot, right there." Danny's tngue contacted the metal. It didn't feel fizzy...it just felt cold. Very cold. He should have known that Koppleman was lying to him. Danny tried to move his tongue, but couldn't. It was stuck to the railing...frozen solid. "Guyth," he said, "My tongue ith thuck." He pulled, but his tongue was stuck fast. "I can't get my tongue looth." Koppleman smiled. "Huh, maybe you didn't have enough spit." He exhcnaged glances with his friends. "What are we going to do about this, guys?" Kevin Norwood held up a pocket knife. "Cut it off?" Danny lurched in alarm, tugging vainly. "No! Help. Help!" One tear, then another, rolled down his face, then he started to cry. Kevin's hand shot across Danny's mouth. "Jesus, kid, shut up. You want someone to hear you?" That was exactly what Danny wanted. He tried to squirm free, but between his stuck tongue and Kevin's strong hand across his mouth, he couldn't move. "Hey, Kopp, gimme something to stick in his mouth to keep him quiet." Koppleman smiled an evil smile. "I have just the thing." His hands went to his zipper, and in half a second he had his pee-pee out. "Here, give me a boost." With the third boy's help, Koppleman straddled the railing, so that his crotch was right in front of Danny's face. The boy's pee-pee was huge, far bigger than Danny's little wee-wee. The rounded head, the size of a walnut or larger, perched at the end of a thick shaft at least four or five inches long. Beneath, Koppleman's ample nuts in their wrinkled sack touched the bare metal. Koppleman unbottoned his fly, spreading it to show a downy fuzz of hair above his pee-pee. "Open up, Danny," Koppleman said. "Maybe some heat will get your tongue loose." Without waiting for Danny's answer. Koppleman slid forward on the railing. Kevin moved his hand aside, and Danny's mouth was suddenly full of Koppleman's warm flesh. The fat head pushed against Danny's tongue, then hit his throat. Danny gagged, but Koppleman just grabbed the back of his head and slid further. Danny tried to pull away, but his tongue was still frozen to the railing and he couldn't escape the older boy's oral punishment. Laughing, Koppleman rocked his hips back and forth, moving his dick in and out of Danny's mouth. With each thrust, the dick seemed to grow larger, harder. Koppleman's grip on Danny's head tightened, and the boy started panting. At last, after a few minutes of frenzied hip-bucking, Koppleman thrust deeply and Danny felt his mouth filling with warm liquid. At first Danny was afraid that Koppleman was peeing in his mouth...but then he tasted the gooey fluid, and relaxed. Why, it tasted just like the white stuff that shot from Unca Bob's dick, on those times that Unca Bob had let Danny play with his big prick. Unca Bob called it "spooge." Danny loved licking the warm spooge up from Unca Bob's stomach and from the head of his prick. He swallowed, closing his lip around Koppleman's dick and sucking the rest of the spooge from the big boy's now-hard rod. Koppleman pulled his dick out of Danny's mouth, and ran a hand almost tenderly over Danny's cheek. "So you like that, huh? Don't worry, you'll get a lot more from now on." Koppleman swung his leg over Danny's head and hopped down from the railing. "Hey, Kopp, can I try now?" "Sure." Together, the other boys lifted Kevin into position. Kevin's pee-pee was not as long or wide as Koppleman's, and he only produced a thin trickle of spooge. Next was Bobby's turn -- although he pumped his hard pee-pee in and out of Danny's mouth for five minutes, Bobby was unable to produce any spooge. The other two boys finally pulled him down from the railing. "You've had long enough, Bobby. We'll try again in a few days. I think Danny is going to come back for another go, isn't he?" "Okay, but my tounge ith thill thuck." Danny's mouth was gooey with spooge, and his tongue hurt something terrible from all the pulling. "Oh, I think we can take care of that. Here." Koppleman stood on the steps above Danny, and took his pee-pee in his hand. It was limp now. He aimed it at Danny's tongue. "Hold still, I'll melt it off for you." "No." Danny tried to pull away, but couldn't. Seconds later, a stream of hot piss jetted from Koppleman's weiner, landing on Danny's outstretched tongue. Quickly, the other two boys joined in, spraying Danny's tongue and face with their steaming pee. Maybe it was the warmth, maybe the liquid...but Danny's tongue started to move, and after a few seconds he felt it pulling loose from the railing. He fell backward, and Koppleman kept on target, piss streaming against Danny's mouth even as he tumbled into the snow. Laughing, the bigger boys ran off. At the last minute, Koppleman turned and said, "I'll see you here the day after tomorrow, same time." Then he was gone. Laying in the snow, Danny licked his lips, and decided that he would definitely keep the appointment. ------------------------------------ copyright (c) 2004, Danny Dickbreath permission to repost is granted, but reposts must include a link to Dickbreath Danny's Yahoo group at http://groups.yahoo.com/group/dickbreathdanny_sucks/ -- -Danny Dickbreath Sperm bank collector - please give generously! danny@readersadvice.com http://groups.yahoo.com/group/dickbreathdanny_sucks/