Date: Thu, 22 Aug 2013 04:05:18 -0700 From: dakota phillips Subject: Dakota ... Part 14 The following erotica story is completely fictional. Any resemblance to any person is purely coincidental. The story contains graphic depictions of boys under the age of eighteen engaging in sexual activities. Keep in mind that one chapter leads into the next. Enjoy! ------------------------------------------------------------- Dakota ... Part 14 ------------------------------------------------------------- Damn it! Mom was on a roll. She was so into spending time with her boys before school started that she kept us extra busy with visits to this place and that. I guess I really shouldn't be too hard on her. I think in many ways she was trying to make up for our father's absence. She needed us to be certain that we knew she loved us. I don't think she needs to try so hard. It wasn't until after about ten more days that we finally had nothing planned for the day. I wanted (needed) some action and knew just where to find it! I remember Cooper mentioning that a lot of the boys at the baseball field were willing and ready for some boy-on-boy action. I slipped into my most comfortable pair of shorts. They had kind of wide legs and only went to just above my knees. I decided not to wear any underwear. I've been doing that a lot lately; I like the way it feels, my dick flopping around free. I pulled my t-shirt over my head and fixed my hair, brushing it with my fingers in the mirror. Inserting my feet into some sandals, I grabbed the tube a lube from my dresser. Must be prepared! I decided to walk Shelby to his game. As we walked the several blocks in the morning warmth we made small talk. "Can I ask you a question?" I started. "Sure ... I guess," Shelby mumbled as he kicked a small rock along the street. "It's personal," I warned. "Kota," Shelby said, stopping to look me in the eyes. "You've had my dick in your mouth. You ate my nut. More personal than that?" "You have a point." "What do you want to ask?" "Uhm," I hesitated. "Are you and Rio ... you know, like ... messing around?" "We have sucked each other's a few times," he confided. "I mean, we do share a room!" "You guys do it a lot?" "Well, I probably beat off more than he has sucked me." "Oh," I pondered. "Nothing else?" "Nah," Shelby shrugged. "I think he wants my ass, but ... I don't think so." We walked another block. Some lady was watching her yappy dog take a shit in her yard. The dog ran to the fence and barked as we walked by. The lady yelled the mutt's name, being ignored by the dog the entire time. "Can I ask you something?" Shelby said. "Anything," I replied. "You're walking me to the baseball field. You hate baseball. So ..." "So?" "You gonna," he paused, giggled. "Get lucky?" "That's the plan, little brother." "Only in age," Shelby jibed, hitting me in the arm. "I'm still growing," I defended. "You wish!" he laughed. "I'd make you walk bow-legged!" "Again. You wish," he said, drawing out the last word. "And besides, it's me who'd make you walk bow-legged!" "I wish!" I said, hitting him in the arm. Shelby looked at my a bit strange, considering my reply. I have to admit, Shelby is a little hottie. He is going to make some girl, or boy, very happy. We continued walking and finally made it to the field. The whole complex was buzzing. Shelby told me that a lot of teams were scheduled to play today. I smiled eagerly, lustfully. We bumped knuckles as he turned to go to meet up with his team. I wandered in the other direction. I went to the concession area and bought a coke. I made my way to the field where a game was already in play. I climbed the bleachers, sitting on the highest one. I know I've said this before, but, damn, boys in baseball uniforms are fucking hot! Only a few people were in the stands. The cheering came mostly from the dugouts. It wasn't long before I noticed two boys, probably fourteen or fifteen, on the bottom bleacher looking back at me periodically. It really is a popular place! I positioned myself so that the legs of shorts hung open widely. When they looked back, I could tell it was between my legs at which they were looking. I smiled down at them. They exchanged words, and then made their way up to the bleacher I was on. One, the one that looked older, sat beside me. The younger looking of the two sat on the lower bleacher, in front of me. Silent nervousness accompanied us. We all watched the game, but not. The older boy sitting next to me looked like he was a bit taller than me, and 10 pounds heavier. He wore a team jersey, but had on shorts. A ballcap covered his dark hair which was cut neatly over his ears and to his neck. He had blue-green eyes. He was a really hot-looking boy. Looking at his legs, I could see only a few hairs. The younger boy was shorter of the two, probably about my height and weight. He had dirty-blonde hair that he wore kind of on the longer side. He wore the same team jersey and also was wearing shorts. He had a bead choker around his neck. It really set off his hazel eyes. "Hey," the older boy finally spoke. "Hey," I replied. "Which team you rooting for?" the younger asked. "I'm not really rooting for anyone," I revealed. "Oh," said the older. "Just like the game?" "The players," I said. "Which player?" asked the older. "Their all kind of cute." The two boys looked at each other. The younger one now turned completely toward me. I took a swallow of coke. My heart was beating faster because, yes, I wanted to be with either of these two or both! Looking at the younger, I could see his eyes looking up my shorts. I obliged, and held my leg so he could see better. "I had a feeling you were here for ..." the older one said. "This must be the horniest place in Louisville," the younger said. "Well, here and the waterfront park. Especially the skate park." "Yeah," I said. "I have been there. Nice park." "Get lucky?" "Hell, yes!" I boasted, thinking of Austin and his brother, Michael. "I'm Ethan," the younger said. "He's Dusty." "Dusty?" I asked. "Is that your name or a nickname?" "Naw. It's my name," he explained. "I'm Dakota." "So ... Dakota," the older proceeded. "You're obviously looking to score." "At least a double-header!" I said, eyeing them both. "Well, we have a little more than an hour before our game. You want to go somewhere?" "Place is kind of crowded," I said, looking around. "We usually use the storage shed behind field four. No one ever goes back there." "We?" I asked. "Yeah, well, Dusty and I have messed around with each other and a couple of other guys out here." I nodded my head. The two got up and led the way to the shed which turned out to be a small building the size of, at least, a three-car garage. Dusty jiggled the handle. The door was locked. My shoulders slagged a little, thinking this was not going to work. He jiggled the knob more forcefully causing the door to finally open. "Loose knob," he said, looking back at me. Dusty entered, then me, then Ethan. I followed him past bins of sports equipment, boxes and lawn stuff. Toward the back of the building was open area. It was not visible from the door. The building was lit with several shop lights and, believe it or not, was air-conditioned. "This okay?" asked Ethan. "I didn't come here for the atmosphere." "Neither did I," said Dusty, rubbing his hand down my back, onto my firm ass. "You want to get naked?" I asked. "Hell, yes," they both said in unison. I kicked out of my sandals as I watched Ethan quickly disrobe. Ethan was a hottie. He had a look to him that I would have thought was more 'California' than 'Kentucky'. He looked like he would be at home on the beach with a surfboard. I did find out he skateboarded a lot. He lifted his shirt over his head. His chest was lean and firm, no six-pack. He had slight tan-lines; his torso was lighter than his arms. I removed my shirt. The two boys were watching me eagerly. I next slid my shorts off. Not wearing any underwear, my 5" sprang upward. Both boys had a lustful grimace on their face. I fumbled my balls a little. I turned slowly so they could see everything. Dusty had removed his shirt by this time. His chest was hairless. There was some hair in his pits. He didn't have a six-pack, but wasn't far from it. His abs were firm and cut. As he tossed his shirt to the side, he put his ballcap back on. He looked sexy. Ethan pushed down his shorts and boxers in one motion. When he stood up his dick was fully erect, standing toward the ceiling. His dick was around my size, but a little thicker. He had huge balls! Also, his bush was pretty big. He turned like I had. Really, really hot ass! Dusty was the last to shuck his shorts. He was wearing a cup. It was pushed a little to one side because of his boned member. He pushed the cup down and stepped out of it. His hard dick stood 5" rigidly from a pretty small bush of hair. It didn't strain upward like Ethan's or mine, but stood horizontal to the floor. As he turned, I took in every inch of his firm, hairless body and tight ass. I reached in my shorts and pulled out the lube. I tossed it to Ethan. He looked up at me surprised, anxious. "You don't waste any time," he said. "You want it or not?" I asked as I turned slightly, raising my tight ass at him. I immediately heard that sploosh of lube being pushed quickly from the tube. Ethan liberally coated his dick. He laid down on the floor on some mats, his dick calling for a place to go. I walked over to him, kneeling down so my ass rested on his tummy. I could feel the tip of his dick poke at my ass. I leaned over him and moved closer. He stared at me. I lowered my mouth onto his. He hesitated and then started kissing me back. "Too fucking hot!" said Dusty. After a minute or so, I lifted myself onto my knees. I moved down a bit, reaching around, taking hold of his beautiful dick. I positioned my boyhole onto it. With a few wriggles, the head of his member popped into my hole. The thickness caused me to stop for a second. I looked at Ethan. He had the most beautiful smile. As I slowly slid onto Ethan's 5.5" dick, Dusty moved in front of me, His dick positioned for my attention. I reached forward, placing my hands on his ass. Dusty pushed his hips forward and his dick slid into my mouth. Ethan had begun pivoting his hips up and down, his rod impaling my young hole. Ethan had a firm grasp of my hips as he slowly worked his dick in and out of my boycunt. Dusty's dick was so warm in my mouth. I was able to swallow the entire length so that my nose was tickled by his bush. Dusty ran his hands through my hair. He was moaning faintly as I swirled my tongue around his cock. I could see Ethan's hands move from my hips, running up and down Dusty's legs. Ethan then pulled on Dusty's hips. Dusty pulled his dick from my mouth and squatted over Ethan. Positioning himself, Dusty sank his dick into Ethan's hot mouth. Dusty leaned forward, turning his ballcap around, and began licking my dick. He then lowered his head onto my dick, holding it still. I was now raising and lowering myself onto Ethan's dick. I was so into the feeling of his dick as it pushed its way deep into my ass. My breathing quickened. As I raised and lowered, my dick went in and out of Dusty's mouth. He was rubbing my ass. Three boys moving in sync. A better machine could not be imagined. Raising and lowering myself, I watched as Ethan finger-fucked Dusty's ass. I leaned back, resting my hands on Ethan's legs. He was now lifting and lowering his hips. His dick pivoting in and out of my ass faster. Dusty's hips were now grinding, fucking Ethan's mouth. I reached around and began pulling/pushing Dusty's head, quickening his tempo. "Ah ... shhhit ... ngh," I moaned, pulling Dusty's head, burying my dick deep into his mouth. I felt a large wad of nut blow from my dick. Another. A third. My sensitive dick could feel Dusty's throat move slightly as he swallowed my seed. Dusty then slammed his hips downward, nutting int Ethan's mouth. Ethan, like Dusty, swallowed all that was given him. Dusty moved off of Ethan, sitting back to watch my ass get fucked. Ethan was slamming his dick upward as I brought myself down. His hands were tight on my hips. My breathing was deep, heavy, sporadic. Ethan's eyes were closed. An open-mouth smile told me he was loving every minute of this. "Ah ... oh, yes ... here it comes." Ethan pulled me down onto his dick fully. His dick spasmed and jerked, his seed flying upward int my ass. I could feel two nice loads warmly flood my boypussy. His dick jerked a few more times. I collapsed onto him. He pulled my face to his, kissing my passionately. His dick still fully planted in my ass. "Fuck!" said Dusty. "Ethan, we got roll call in ten minutes." Had we been there for nearly an hour? Ethan pulled his still-hard dick from my ass. I could see in his eyes he wanted to go some more. He brushed the hair out of my eyes. I lifted myself off of him, and helped him up. Dusty was already getting dressed. Ethan and I followed. Ethan and Dusty left me at the door of the building. They ran off to field two. They waved as they left. My ass was tingling. Fuck, I had to come here more often. I walked back to the main area, bought another soda and made my way to field one where my boys age-group played. I took a seat on the bleachers and watched, pretending to be interested. As I looked about at the others, I was overwhelmed by all the beautiful boys, the potential. I smiled. (TO BE CONTINUED)