Date: Fri, 1 Jan 2021 22:19:54 -0500
From: Alan Will <busterboy6313@gmail.com>
Subject: Crest - Wood - Kids - 25

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GAY YOUNG / FRIENDS

CREST - WOOD - KIDS - 25

As the weeks passed, I didn't hear any more from Stevie at all. Jimmy said
that he had seen him getting out of some guys car over at Andy,s house one
day, but he ignored Stevie when he waved and yelled for him to come over
and hang out with him, Andy and the guy driving the car. Fortunately, we
had a late snowy Winter, so Jimmy and I were able to shovel more walks and
driveways and made all the money back that we had lost to the two kid
whores, as we liked to call them. I admit I was tempted to call Stevie or
even go see Andy and get my money's worth from either of them.  I probably
would have gone easy with Andy. After all he was nine and probably just
doing what Stevie taught him. On the other hand, when I thought of Stevie,
I would have liked to tie him down and fuck his brains out for free. The
FOR FREE part is probably what the horny eleven-year-old would have hated
the most. The fucking the brains out would have been right up his
alley. Jimmy and I messed around some and made out a lot, but I knew he had
an older teen boyfriend and Jimmy had told me more than once that if he
could make the money he was making at the one house doing movies and
pictures he would go back to it immediately.

On my birthday in March, Jimmy spent the night. He was now thirteen and no
longer peed when he came during sex. Something I kind of missed a bit. With
my bedroom door shut and locked so my mom wouldn't just barge through in
the middle of the night Jimmy became my slave as a fifteenth birthday gift
to me. We didn't do any bondage stuff, but I had him bent in half a total
of three times as I deep fucked him.

I pulled out each time and jumped up sitting on his chest and shoved my
cock in his mouth where he happily swallowed my load. After we made out for
a while, he would then rim my hole and deep kiss me. After each cum, we
rewarded each other with a hickey on our butt cheeks. It was the first time
I had sex in the house with my mom at home, so it was a bit scary and it
was hard to not yell out when we were making each other feel so good.
After my mom left for work the next day Jimmy and I pulled ourselves apart
having been kind of stuck together from all the dried cum. We both walked
naked to the bathroom with our morning wood sticking out desperately
needing to piss. In the bathroom Jimmy pushed past me to get to the toilet
and I grabbed his wrist and stopped him.

"Wait a second," I said tugging him towards the bathtub.

Jimmy seemed to know what we were going to do, and he stepped in and faced
me. His stream of piss hit my stomach with more force then I would have
thought it could. This brought back great memories of him as a little guy
always peeing when he had his little cum. I dropped in front of him and let
him pee on my face and in my mouth a bit as he rubbed his cock on me from
my hair to my chin. When I stood up drenched in his piss, he knelt in front
of me and took my cock in his mouth as I let loose with the longest pee I
had ever taken. Most of it he swallowed but as my stream slowed a bit, he
released my cock and let the stream soak his hair, face, and body.

"Turn the shower on, Will," he said. "Make it a hot one cause we're a
mess."

"Not yet buddy," I said. "We aren't done yet."

I pulled my thirteen-year-old best friend to his feet and we locked lips
tasting our own and each other's pee as our tongues fought to enter each
other's mouths.

Pushing Jimmy back a step I looked him in the eye and said, "Fuck me Jimmy
right here, right now. No lube or other shit just do it."

My friend turned me around and I placed my hands against the shower wall as
he worked his cock up in me.There was no slow movement or getting used to
it.

The minute his cock was in me he buried it and started slamming me against
the wall. Less than a minute into it he locked his lips to my neck and
started sucking and chewing as his cock buried itself further in me than
any other time in my short sex life. He was hard and brutal with his
thrusts and I could feel his spit running down my back where he was working
on my neck with his lips and teeth. Less than five minutes and he started
going harder moaning into my neck as he got close to his climax.

"Oh, FUCKING HELL," he yelled. "I'm cumming," and he shoved his cock in as
tight to my ass as he could, actually raising me up on my toes.

Up to this point I had been fucked before but nothing like this. It was the
hardest, most intense, and best fucking I had ever had. Wanting to return
the favor I pushed him back with my body and his cock popped out of my hole
still hard. I turned Jimmy around and without saying a word pressed my
raging cock to his hole and shoved it in. As hard as I could I fucked my
friend actually lifting him up off his feet several times. Returning the
favor, I latched on to his neck and went to work chewing and sucking on it
giving him a hickey that I hoped would be bigger than the one he gave me a
minute ago. Having cum so much the night before, I took longer and Jimmy
was practically crying as he was moaning so loud. At one point I slowed my
strokes down and shortened my thrusts thinking I was hurting him.

"What the fuck you doing, Will?" Jimmy yelled. "Don't be a pussy. Give me
everything you got. I want your cock so far in me you can piss out my
mouth."

That was all he needed to say. With my mouth still attached to his neck I
rammed him so hard his feet were leaving the bottom of the tub. His
breathing was like he was running a marathon but so was mine. Finally, I
released his neck and as I was cumming deep in my friend I noticed I had
bitten and chewed him so hard on the neck that it drew a little blood.

I pulled out of Jimmy and backed up a step and started apologizing.

"Fuck Jimmy I am so sorry I didn't mean to hurt you," I said near
tears. "It just got so intense I couldn't stop."

"Shit, Will, that was the best fuck I ever had," he said grinning at me. "I
been tied up and fucked by older dudes that didn't do me this good and who
gives a shit about the blood. I knew you had broken the skin, but it was
sooooo fucking hot I didn't care."

Jimmy stepped forward and wrapped me in a hug. As we made out, I reached
behind me and turned on the water for the shower. The first blast was cold,
and we jumped and laughed but it warmed up rapidly and we stayed in the
shower till the warm water ran out and it was getting chilly again.

Back in my room fully dressed we decided to go outside for a bit since the
weather was getting warmer. As we walked out the side door, we seen a
moving van at KC's old house and Jimmy and I both decided to check it out
and see if there were any new boys there. Standing on the sidewalk in front
of the two-story house we watched as a ton of furniture was carried
in. Nothing at first to indicate a boy's presence, thou. Soon a red headed
lady came out of the house barking orders to the movers. She had a funny
accent that sounded Russian or German or something. The movers then
unloaded three bikes. All of them boys and all of them in sad shape. As
that was being done a boy that looked to be maybe twelve came outside and
told the movers to just park the bikes in the yard. He was a cute kid with
longish black hair that was very wavy. He had blue eyes and thou not
skinny, he wasn't fat either. Just sort of regular shaped. Jimmy kept
elbowing me and winking trying to get on my nerves.

"Hi boys," the mom said in what I would find out later was a heavy German
accent.

"Hi," we both said back shyly waving in her direction.

The woman then focused back on the movers as the boy picked up the first
bike and started walking it around the side of the house. Jimmy and I
looked at each other and we both had the same idea. We each grabbed one of
the remaining bikes and followed the new boy around the corner.  When we
got to where he was, he had a rather startled look on his face seeing two
strange kids with his kind of junk bikes.

"Um, hi, my name 's Robert," he said looking at each of us as if trying to
see if we were good or bad kids.

"Hi, yourself," Jimmy said. "This is my sexy friend Will and I'm Jimmy."

Robert laughed at the sexy remark, but I gave Jimmy the look of death for
embarrassing me.

"So," I said trying to get in on the conversation. "You got brothers or
something?"

"Why would you think that?" Robert asked looking at me with his head cocked
sideways.

"Um well, you got three bikes here," I pointed out. "You can't ride them
all yourself at the same time anyway."

"They're all mine," Robert explained. "I am or was gonna try and use parts
from each to fix them up to be one really amazing bike. But mom didn't tell
me when we rented this place there was no garage. They ain't gonna be worth
a crap if they sit out in the rain."

"I got an idea," Jimmy said pointing to my house. "Will lives right over
there. He has an amazing garage. You could work on them over there."

Robert looked at me from head to toe as if trying to figure out if I were
real or not or if I could even speak for myself.

"Yeah," I said. "That would be no problem. The garage is kinda my place and
my mom lets me do whatever I want there as long as I don't blow anything
up."

"That would be so cool of you," Robert said laughing at my explosion joke.
"Let me ask my mom really quick."

Robert ran in the back door of his house and I could hear him talking to
his mom about my garage and Jimmy and I. Seconds later she stepped outside
to meet us.

"Hi boys," she said in her broken English. "I'm Karen and this is
Robert. He said one of you has a garage he could keep his bikes in!"

"Yeah, that would be me," I said holding up my hand like I was in math
class. "My name is Will."

"That's nice of you Will but are you sure your parents won't mind?" she
asked.

"It's just my mom and me and she never uses the garage. It's kind of my
workshop," I said smiling.

Just then we heard Jimmy's dad yell out their front door for him to get
home. He excused himself and gave me a wink as he left us. Robert took one
bike and I grabbed another. All of them had flat tires and they were all in
need of major repairs. On the way to my house, I found out that Robert was
eleven but would be twelve by summer. He was kind of shocked I was fifteen
cause he thought I was younger since I am not very tall, standing at only
5'3". He was 4'10" himself and was hoping to be tall like his dad was.  As
we both walked the third bike over, I discovered he was really smart but
not in fixing things. He was in junior high already having been bumped up a
grade. He went to the neighborhood public school and I explained it was the
school near my Catholic high school. I told Robert I would help him take
all three bikes apart and we could paint the best parts and fix him up a
really cool one to ride. Next week was spring break and we set a date for
him to come over and start to work on them on Monday. I was a bit shocked
when he thanked me by giving me a hug. After I walked him back to his house
his mom came out and thanked me as well. She was happy that he would have
somewhere to go since she didn't know anyone yet that could babysit
him. This statement made Robert blush since he didn't want to seem like a
little kid to an older teen. He got a bit upset with his mom, saying he was
big enough to take care of himself. I let her know he was welcome at my
place anytime. After that he went inside to unpack his boxes and I told him
I'd see him Monday.

The next week Robert came by every day. It was a fun time for me getting to
know this cute kid as we disassembled his bikes and hung the good parts up
to paint them. We both decided to keep an eye out on trash day for any
other bike frames or parts we could get from the stuff people put out for
the garbage man. This I thought might be a good fun way to make a few bucks
fixing up old bikes and selling them to kids. Robert enthusiastically
volunteered to be my partner in this business venture.

As we worked on his bike as well as a few other junk ones I learned a lot
about this soon to be twelve-year-old. He liked being called Robert because
that was his Grandpa's name. Not Rob, Robby, Bob, or Bobby, but Robert. He
told me his mom is German and he was born there but they moved to America
when he was a baby. His dad was American and had been in the Army over
there. I thought this was really cool having a best little buddy that was
from another country though you couldn't tell by talking to him. Once his
bike was finished, he would ride it around the neighborhood and other kids
would bug him about where he got such a cool set of wheels. This became our
selling tool and as we finished more bikes, he and I both would ride them a
few days and end up selling them.  We really didn't make much money since
we had to buy new parts now and then and almost always had to replace
tires, but it was fun anyway.  Jimmy would come over and watch us work but
rarely helped us. He was always getting ready to meet his boyfriend or some
older teen and didn't stick around long.

"So, when ya gonna put the moves on Robert?" Jimmy asked me one day right
in front of the kid.

"It ain't like that right now," I said angrily giving Jimmy a dirty look.

He just grinned and winked at me before leaving. "It's too fucking hot in
this garage," Jimmy said. "I gotta go home and shower. You know who's
picking me up in an hour and we are gonna have a fucking good orgy tonight
with a couple other dudes."

I knew what he meant but it was clear by Roberts expression that he had no
idea what Jimmy was talking about. The one thing we did know was that my
friend was right. It was sweltering hot in the garage. We were into May now
and the temperatures got warmer every day. I ran in the house and brought
Robert and I a bottle of coke out to share. We decided to take a break and
sat down on an old couch stored at the back of the garage.  There was a
long silence between us as we passed the bottle back and forth taking big
gulps of the cold drink. Occasionally one of us would burp and we would
both crack up laughing. As we nearly had the bottle emptied Robert stood up
and took his shirt off claiming he was still way too hot. I pulled mine off
as well and again we sat in silence side by side facing straight
ahead. Robert leaned over just a bit to where our bare arms were touching
and cleared his throat before he spoke.

"Umm, Will, what did Jimmy mean by put the moves on me?" he asked
nervously.

I was dead silent and in a bit of shock afraid to respond to my new little
buddy.

"It wasn't nothin," I finally said barely audible.

"Ahh come on you can tell me please," Robert begged. "Is it something bad
and oh what's an oorrrggy?"

I looked over at the bare-chested boy sitting against me and had to admit
for the first time seeing him without a shirt on he was really, really
cute. My cock started to rise a bit as I stared at him but his asking about
what an orgy was made me start to grin and I broke down laughing. Robert
giggled too but continued to stare at me expecting an answer. He poked me
in the bare ribs a couple of times trying to get me to stop laughing and
answer him. The problem was I was really ticklish there and he wasn't
helping.

"Okay, okay, stop poking me and I'll tell ya," I said trying to sound
serious.  "Making the moves on someone is when you like them and want to
get physical and touch them and stuff."

"You mean like shaking hands or hugging or something," Robert said thinking
he had the answer.

"Well hugging ya but usually you do more than hug sometimes," I said
nervously.

"So, what is an orgy then," he immediately asked.

"Kinda the same thing only with a bunch of guys," I said but realized I had
said guys instead of people or girls and guys.

"It kinda sounds fun," Robert said returning to poking me to make me laugh.

"Oh, you have no idea," I said trying to grab his arms and stop him from
tickling me.

I finally lifted Robert up under his arms and pulled him on top of me. This
move was intended to get control over his poking me in the sides. It worked
but now we were bare chest to bare chest and my rock-hard boner was poking
against my shorts right in his crotch area. I let loss of him thinking he
would jump right off me, but Robert just laid there bare chest to bare
chest with his chin resting on my right shoulder.

"Don't you want to get off of me?" I whispered in his ear.

"In a minute," he said. "This feels really good."

It was at that point I realized that he had to feel my hard cock pressing
against his thin shorts. I readjusted myself on the couch slightly and
placed my hands on his butt cheeks pulling him a bit tighter to me. When I
did this, he moaned and slid his crotch up a bit then back down. I took a
chance and gripped his butt cheeks tighter with my hands rubbing his crotch
against mine in a slight up and down motion. More moans escaped Roberts
lips as he joined me in helping rub his body against mine. He and I both
were moaning and panting pretty good now. No words were said but Robert
wrapped his arms around my neck and began helping me push and pull his body
back and forth along mine. I knew I was about to explode and figured if any
of it leaked out my shorts, I'd have to explain that to him as
well. Suddenly he arched his head up and pushed his crotch tight against me
and started panting in short gasps. I exploded seconds later dumping a huge
load into my shorts as Robert and I slowed down our rubbing together. We
laid there for another five minutes or so in the same position not saying a
word to each other. I figured I had screwed up with my little buddy and
wouldn't be seeing him again. When suddenly he jumped up.

"I think the paints dry on the red bike," he said as if nothing new had
happened.

"Yeah," I said sounding distracted. "You want to put it together now?"
												"Dahhhhhh,"
Robert said laughing. "We can't sell it in pieces."

With those words we began putting the red bike together. As a team we did
pretty good and had it finished in less than an hour. I pumped up the tires
so Robert could ride it home because he knew a kid that might buy it
tomorrow. It was getting near the time my mom came home so Robert and I
cleaned up the tools and threw out the empty cans of paint before he headed
across the street to his house.

"Will," he said looking me right in the eyes. "Did you put the moves on me
when we were on the couch?"

"I think we kinda put the moves on each other," I said cracking a little
smile.

"Yeah," he said smiling back.

"Did you like it ok," I asked nervously?

"Yeah, I think so," he said smiling shyly. "It felt really good especially
down here." he said pointing at his crotch.

"I'm glad you liked it," I said relieved. "We can do it again sometime if
you want and there is other stuff we can do too."

"I'd like that but you gotta promise me somethin," Robert said looking at
the ground.

"Anything, buddy," I said reassuring him.

"Don't tell Jimmy," he said seriously. "This is something for me and you. I
don't wanna do no orgy stuff."

I couldn't help but smile as I assured him that Jimmy wouldn't be doing
anything with us. Robert peddled the short distance home, and I went in the
house to wash up. I was going to shower but decided to leave my cum in my
underwear to remember the moment. I cleaned all the grease and paint off my
hands and arms and waited for mom to get home and fix supper. In the back
of my mind, I was praying that I'd get to spend more physical time with
Robert tomorrow.

Robert didn't come over in the morning like I thought he would. I walked
over to his house and knocked on the door totally expecting him to have had
a change of heart about what we had done and him be mad at me.  There was
no answer however and I noticed the bike we had just finished was not
alongside his house. I returned home and messed around in the garage not
doing anything particularly important waiting to see if my new friend would
show up. I was just getting ready to go in the house and eat something when
I saw him jogging up the street. He passed his house by and headed straight
for mine. I ran up and met him in my side yard.

"What's up Robert?" I asked. "Where's the bike?"

"Sold it," he said proudly. "Here, got forty bucks for it."

Handing me two twenty's I patted him on the back and invited him in the
house for a snack. I gave him twenty bucks of the money since he helped
me. I fixed each of us a PBJ sandwich and got a coke for us to share. After
we finished, we headed back to the garage to decide which bike we were
going to work on next. There were now seven old bike frames in different
stages of disrepair to choose from.

"Who bought it anyway?" I asked.

"Some blond kid named Cort," he replied.

"I don't think I know him," I said. "Cort 's kind of a weird name."

We got about halfway finished sanding and painting another bike frame and
pumping up tires for it when Robert took his shirt off again and said he
was sweating like a pig. I took mine off too. All Robert had on now was a
little kids pair of shorts and flip flops. I had on my loose-fitting gym
shorts and was barefoot. It didn't take long for my dick to start to rise a
bit looking at Robert as he and I continued to work on things. He kept
glancing at the couch now and then and I took that as a possible sign that
he wanted to do what we had done yesterday. Stretching my arms over my head
showing off my still hairless arm pits I proclaimed it to be break time and
plopped down on to the old couch. In a matter of seconds, Robert was back
at my side sitting there leaning into me again.

"Don't you think it's a little hot to be sitting so close," I asked him?

"Nah it's not that hot with our shirts off anyway," he stated.

I don't know if he glanced at my crotch, but my cock was tenting the front
of my gym shorts. I could see a small bulge in his shorts as well.

"I know how to make it hotter," I said jokingly.

"How," Robert said looking at me shyly?

"Like this," I said reaching across his body and grabbing his right arm.

As I pulled the cute boy on top of me, I slid myself sideways so that I was
now lying on my back with Roberts crotch pressed to mine between my spread
legs. Leaning on his elbows he looked me right in the face.

"This feels good," he said. Smiling down at me.

"You can make it feel better Robert," I said feeling his small, clothed
cock resting on top of my own. "Just do what we did yesterday and keep
looking at me."

"You mean like this," he said as the smaller boy started to grind our cocks
together.

"Yeah, that's perfect," I said staring into his deep blue eyes.

I went further then yesterday but didn't want to scare my new buddy. I was
rubbing his butt with both hands over the top of his shorts then I slowly
inserted my palms under both his shorts and underwear waist bands. I now
had a hold of his cute little butt as I helped him grind into me. Robert
continued to look into my eyes, and I could tell he was enjoying this
action as much as I was. All too soon he moaned loud and long and reached
his boy dry cum. Less than a minute later I felt the boiling inside and for
a split second knew I was going to make a royal mess of myself. I was
right. I exploded and it felt like a fire hose was letting loose in my
shorts. I know Robert could feel the wetness on his belly as I pushed him
down a bit not wanting him to get cum stains on his shorts. When we were
done, he got off me and sat at my feet looking at my soaked shorts.

"Did you pee yourself," he asked?

"No buddy, this is called cum," I explained. "It is totally different than
piss. I gotta go clean this up. I'm a mess. Do you want to come inside the
house and see it for yourself?"

"Umm yeah sure if you don't mind," he said shyly.

We grabbed our shirts and went inside to my bathroom. There I locked the
doors and took off my shorts and underwear. I cleaned the white slippery
cum off my balls and my cock. Robert stared at my semi hard rod as I did
this. His staring made me go back to full hardness.

"Your dick is huge," he said not taking his eyes off my crotch.

"Not really it's about average at my age I guess," I said being honest with
him.

"It's not weird looking like mine," he then said.

"What do you mean weird looking," I asked curious? "Can I see it?"

"Nah, not today," he said shaking his head. "You might laugh."

"No way would I laugh at you buddy," I said "This is special stuff that we
share with each other. I promise."

"Not today, maybe Saturday when I come over," Robert said. "I will make you
a deal though. If you let me see you do the cum thing then I will let you
see my dick Saturday when I come over. I promise.

"It's a deal Robert," I said. "I know you won't trick me because we are
partners. RIGHT?"

"RIGHT," Robert replied.

"It is gonna take me longer to cum this time cause I already did that one
in the garage, OK"

"OK," was all he said as I started rubbing my cock in front of my
eleven-year-old buddy.

After several minutes nothing was happening. As horny as I was to be doing
this for him, I wasn't getting any closer to shooting another load.  Robert
was tired of standing and sat down on the toilet seat to watch. I stood in
front of him and continued to jerk myself while looking at his hot little
body. Robert was playing with his own dick through his shorts and underwear
and I could tell he was as hard as I was.

"Want to help me?" I finally got the nerve to ask.

"Sure," Robert said excitedly. "What do I gotta do?"

"Just reach out and hold my cock in your hand. Don't squeeze too tight. I
will guide your hand up and down. Keep rubbing your own cock with your
other hand cause that looks real cool. When I shoot the cum out, I will try
and hit your chest so you can see it. Don't jump up or anything cause I
don't want to get it on your shorts. Understand?" I asked.

Robert didn't answer. He just reached out and gently took my cock in his
hand. I nearly shot right then but I fought the urge wanting this to last
as long as possible. I put my left hand around his little hand on my cock
and started working it up and down. Seeing Robert playing with his own
through his shorts was a real turn on but the feeling of that little hand
working mine was overwhelming. Robert was moaning as much as me. All too
soon though I warned Robert not to move because I was about to explode. He
kept working my cock and I let go allowing him to finish me.

"Oh my god Robert your hand feels amazing," I yelled. Then I exploded.

The first shot hit him right on the chin and neck, after that he let go and
I guided the remainder to his chest finishing up with my cock drooling as I
wiped it on his shoulders. I took a towel to clean myself off as much as
possible. Robert got up from the toilet and looked at himself in the
mirror.  He didn't seem grossed out at all. In fact, he was rubbing the cum
around on his chest. I came up and leaned into his back with my damp cock
now touching the lower part of it. I had him in like a semi hug as I
watched him play with my cum.

"Watch this," I said as I scooped up a finger full of it and licked it
before swallowing it all down.

Robert kind of wrinkled his nose at that but not to be deterred I scooped
the bit from his neck and chin and held it to his lips. He paused for a
second looking at me through the mirror then deciding that I wouldn't do
anything to hurt him he stuck out his tongue and touched the cum then took
my finger all the way in his mouth and sucked it off.

"Not bad I guess Will," he said. "I gotta get the rest of this stuff off me
and get home. It's late."

"Ok buddy let me help you," I said taking my shirt to clean his body up.

"Thanks, Will, that was great," he stated. "I won't forget my promise that
I made for Saturday but you gotta promise not to laugh."

"You have my solemn oath Robert," I said firmly. " I would never laugh at
you.

"Thanks, Will," he said with his cutest smile.

"There's one more thing Robert we gotta do," I said before he could leave
the bathroom. "When two guys like us share something this special and
important, we gotta do one more thing to show how important we are to each
other."

Not waiting for him to ask what it was I leaned in and kissed him on the
lips. Not a deep French kiss but a soft firm kiss. No tongue but I was
holding the back of his head as we did it, but Robert made no move to pull
away. Once I was done and backed away releasing him, he smiled at me and
reached up putting his hand on the back of my head and pulled me in to kiss
me back.

"Bye Will," he said walking out the door. "I'll keep my promise"

"See ya Robert," I yelled back. " I can't wait."

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