Date: Mon, 14 Jun 2021 16:39:19 -0400 From: Lacy Lips Subject: Broken 2 (gay-young friends) Broken 2 ©Lacylips@gmail.com DISCLAIMER: This is a fantasy depicting sexual acts. The story is intended for adult readers and not minors. IF YOU ARE NOT OF LEGAL AGE TO BE READING THIS STORY OR IF YOU FIND SUCH MATERIAL OFFENSIVE, PLEASE LEAVE. All characters are fictional and in no way related to any person or persons living or deceased. In no way is this intended to advocate for sex with minors its just my fantasy. ____________________________________________ That all happened on a Tuesday. By friday I was sure that my dick would soon fall off from over use but enjoying the many servings of spooge motivated me to press onward in teen sexual desire. I was so horned up after jacking off before school on Friday I could not resist the urge to actually put on the nylon and lace panties of my sisters that I had just drenched in my sunrise spew. Kind of wet and sticky but felt pretty nice and I perceived it as a cute look as I wriggled into my jeans before the floor length mirror on my closet door. Fuck. Underwear is underwear. It felt good, looked hot and who would know what the hell I had on underneath. Caught a ride with Brad after I had walked the first block or so. After some basic chit chat about who knows what he tells me that he was so horny that morning that even after jerking out a load his dick would not go down. "Look at this shit man!" His hand was on his pants. His fingers illustrated how thick and hard his cock still was as he kind of traced its fullness across the front of his chinos. I looked and found myself starting to chub up seeing the pronounced bulge seemingly growing towards his near hip as he rubbed. What the heck. Was I going queer? Excited about my best friends big dick fighting for room in his pants? " Shit Billy. Looks like I will have to put Lulu to work again after school." We arrived at the parking lot and as we exited the car he casually added. " Maybe you would like to help out again as well?" Did he think I was some kind of fag. Attracted to his big cock. That I wanted to wrap my fist around his huge pecker again? No! to the first question but maybe yes to the others. I had enjoyed stroking his fat rod and the warm of his white wash on my hand. I tried not to think of the quick lick I had secreted for myself and how I liked the feel of his cum on my tongue. As it turned out none of that happened. His mom and little brother were already home when we got there. No doggie dick lick for him. No cum samples for me. Or so we thought. As time to head home neared his mom asked if I wanted to stay for dinner. They were grilling out and had plenty for me if i wanted. I told her sure and used the phone to call my mom and let her know where I was and that we had dinner covered. Following the brats and burgers Brad and I played some video games until I realized it was dark out and I was late to get home. He suggested that maybe I could sleep over and we could hang out on saturday too. He asked his mom and dad for the OK and got it. His mom gave mine a call to let her know. More games and TV later we got bored and headed for his bedroom. It was at that point I realized that while I had just planned to sleep in my underwear as I always did and knew Brad did as well, I had on very inappropriate underpants for a boy. I still had on the lace and nylon panties that had fueled my sexual appetite that morning. What was I going to do? He pointed me to his bathroom telling me there was an extra toothbrush in the cabinet that I could use. While I did just that Brad tossed his pants on the desk chair leaving just his tighty whites to cover his junk. Returning to the bedroom we passed one another so he could use the bathroom. I caught a glimpse of a growing bulge in his underwear causing me to begin inflating myself. With him out of sight I quickly slipped off all my stuff except the panties and slid under the covers of his big queen size bed. All was hidden now and I would deal with the morning situation when it came. Well thats what I pictured. What I did not picture was Brad returning to the bed and seeing his dick fully expanded in his briefs, tenting out the front, yearning for release. As he piled in on the other side he pushed his waistband down under his balls, releasing the raging erection he was packing. His hand surrounding the shaft as he lay back on the pillows he commented. "I am so fucking horny. No Lulu sex to relieve my ball pressure and I kind of missed your hand stroking me off as well. Do you always jerk off before you go to sleep? I do. How about we jerk off together? It will be fun." I stuttered a little trying not to give him a definite answer but the question got answered for me when Brad took my hand to his hot hard prick and told me to jerk him off. Feeling the girth filling my hand and the warmth heating my palm I began immediately sliding my fist up and down his gorgeous prick while reveling in the crazy good feelings in my fingers and hand. Then it happened. "That is really really good Billy. Let me do you too." As he reached for my groin. My panty covered, nylon and lace embellished crotch. Shit I was screwed. When his big hand was firmly placed atop my growing erection.... "Well? What have we here? Have you been hiding something from your best friend? A bit of sissy maybe? I quickly made some excuse that mom had not gotten the laundry done and I had no clean underwear for school in the morning. I said I hated going commando in rough denim jeans so I stole a pair of my sisters underwear to get thru the day not knowing I would be staying over with you tonight. He traced my smaller but equally as hard cock thru the material and told me that it felt really nice. It did to me as well although not as nice as my fist sliding up and down full of his prominent pole of pecker meat. What the hell was wrong with me. I could not stop thinking of his dick in my hand. The warmth, the velvety surface and the rock hardness within. I could care less what Brad was doing to me . All of the thoughts were centered on his amazing stiff cock. This continued for some time until Brad, as quietly as possible. yelled " Oh Shit I am coming! Can't get it on the sheets." So what the hell was i supposed to do about that? Brad literally flew from being beside me to straddling my chest, aiming his already spewing dick at my face and telling me to open my fucking mouth. "I am hosing you down panty boy. Take all these shots of hot cum in your mouth and you better not miss any! Keep it open I have pent up quite a load and you are going to swallow every fucking drop and dribble of it!" He replaced his hand on his shaft with mine telling me to do my job. Job? What was he talking about. Cum was fast filling my mouth and spillage ran from the corners of my lips and over my cheeks. "Tight lips bitch! Seal your face to get it all! Now milk my cock with your magically talented hand and be sure every drop leaves my balls and tickles your tonsils on the way down your fucking fag throat!" I wanted to say I was not a fag but it was hard to talk with a face full of cock and hot musty cum. Besides it would have been a weak argument seeing that my hand, and my mouth, and my lips, and my tongue, were all very busy with all of the wonderful sensations Brad big cock was proving me with. "Jezz Billy. You are so dam good at this. Most amazing blow job ever! You sure you never did this before?" All I could do was a subtle nod with a fence post like sperm spewing penis in my throat. Brad informed me that he was very sure this would not be the last time i sucked his cock and he expected other cocks as well would become sequestered in my oral fuck hole for my pleasure and theirs. Barely listening, lost in the prick pleasuring trance I was in, I would soon find out that was true. I was broken in now. More? Comments? lacylips@gmail.com Please consider donating to Nifty. I know that you enjoy it as much as I do. http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html