Date: Fri, 2 Oct 2015 23:23:16 +0200 From: dickydoo2@gmx.com Subject: Frantic Frolics 6 Frantic Frolics 6 Dancing Duet Dick Discovery Skirt Screwin' ..."K now, let the show begin and let's see if you dancers are a real Hunk and a real Dicker" Brendan said, smiling deviously. I was glad Brucie and Arnie had sucked our balls dry, because, being so fucking horny now with these hot teens getting ready to strip naked and show off their fresh and hard boy cocks for us to feast on, my empty cock was naturally trying to rise to the occasion. So I could stay semi now for a while and would still be able to enjoy those horny dry rushes I cumm with, like dry blanks, and so will enjoy milking those cocks of their warm boyspurt without being visually tented, just leaking a bit of precumm into my panties... ...and they stared at us hungrily when we crossed our legs, rocking a foot up and down, smiling seductively a them, as we anxiously awaited their `dance' abilities. They were a little nervous as they leaned close, a hand beside their mouth, whispering to each other as they absently squeezed their junk with the other, and casting the odd glance at us. And we would adjust our falsies or leer as we sucked a finger to keep their blood pumping. I doubt they had much of an itinerary as this was something they hadn't done before and had likely only seen some clips of women and maybe guys grinding away but not actually stripping. Dicker seemed to take over lead as Hunk kept bobbing his head in response to him and that surprised me because he was shorter and seemed the younger of the two. But up close now, he was also a lot cuter than I first thought, since his buzz cut with the hair strip that seemed a badass sign at first, was actually a long swag flopped over on a shaved side and he would kinda haughtily toss it back and run his long fingers through it. And his dimpled smile certainly betrayed any punkness. He even seemed a little graceful as he would splay those long fingers and slowly attend to his bulge by going up and down on it with them more often than Hunk was. They seemed to have settled on some kind of routine as they started by rubbing their bare chests and gyrating their hips, Hunk looking over often for confirmation. His awkwardness was cute too when they locked their hands behind their heads and swiveled their hips as they moved up to us just an arm's length away, then turned away and wiggled their asses teasingly before us. It caught them off-guard when we reached over and squeezed those denim bound butts. Audience participation? Dicker jolted slightly when I slid my hand between his legs and felt the underside of his protuberance. Then they turned around, still swiveling so we grabbed their shirts that were hanging down from their waistbands, yanked them out and tossed them aside. Hunk jerked and tightened up when Bren put his palm on his hump and smiled, licking his lips. Hunk then relaxed and smiled back when Bren undid the snap and lowered the zip. Dicker jerked slightly, not quite as nervous as Hunk, when I followed Bren's lead, and slowly lowered his fly. Colored humps started billowing out between their lowered zips. I found it very erotic and stifled a bit of a gasp at Dicker's shiny white silk one, whereas Hunk's was a mound of black mesh . Dicker smiled down as I put my fingers on it and gave the girth test up it, enjoying its rigidity and warmth too. Hunk gulped slightly and tensed when he was tested with a couple pinches by Brendan. He seemed relieved when Bren swirled his fingers for them to turn around. Dicker smiled broader as he turned around. Both were revealing their levels of anxious excitement and their differing modesty, with a bit of hesitancy of getting naked with boners in front of a couple of girls for possibly the first time. We worked their cutoffs down, and mine hit the ankles first, Bren having more problems with the tighter pair going over the big bubble butt he was licking his lips at. What a couple fine examples of magnificent buns in very sparse bits of bikinis! Better`n a baker's window so far! The red strip down Hunk's asscrack alsmost disappeared between the huge globes that were just about touching. Dicker's weren't white globes but rather a pair of tight vertical white love handles, the sides nicely concaved for grip, a single white string dividing them. Yes! I just sprung a tongue hardon! Dicker reacted slightly when I clutched one of the handles. It tightened a bit at first, then it relaxed it as I clutched the other one.I chuckled, thinking it was like holding a steering wheel and looking at the pink eyed horn button in between them, which then blinked at me a couple times. Hunk's cheeks dimpled when Brendan clasped his. We squished a couple times then Bren looked over at me and giggled, "You know Sam, I've been told by people to `kiss my ass' before but this is the first time I've ever wanted to kiss someone else's. How `bout you? You darling boys mind bending over so we can?" I felt mine double dimple in my clutch, signified his agreement. I smiled at Bran and stuck my tongue out, "Jeez, Dickerboy's are giving me a tongue hardon too. Ok Dickerdoodoo?" He agreed with a couple nods and handle tightenings. I gave him several smackers on the cheeks, then put a fingertip on the string, and pulled it aside along with his cheeks buns as I spread them and held then apart. The bright pink circle of ass lips, snuggled in the valley, puckered in a kiss at me several time. His spongy handles turned to hard ivory when I pressed a finger on those lips. I giggled, "Oh Nikky! I just touched a pretty pair of lips and it kissed my finger! I wanna kiss it back. Can you find one too?" Hunk's whole body tightened when Bren found it, "Oh yes! And it's already puckered up for a kiss too!" They had been slightly jerking and shivering, gasping softly as they were getting even more hornier `n hell by the minute. And it went up another notch when I started, and would now likely agree to just about anything. I gave it a real tongued lashing, dragging the rough surface over it, then pressing it against it. Good thing I was holding his buns apart because they tried to crush my face. For a finale, I pushed my face against his bare ass and sucked hard making him shivered from the titillation. But I was surprised when I backed off, licked my finger and pressed it against the pucker. It tightened just briefly, then relaxed and let it in! There was minimal resistance, so what the heck, I doubled up and gave it a couple sliders and it was the same! I looked over at Bren and held the pair up, a questioning look on my face. He shrugged, then grinned, "Oh Hunky. Yours keeps biting my finger!" and I could see him relax and Bren smile as he then gave it a couple rides. So this time when I drifted the two in Dicker's, I left them in, and it contracted on them several times, so I exclaimed, "Oh mine likes it now, he's sucking on it." And under, I noticed the tight pouch that his balls made in the while silk was contracting. So I slid my other hand under and when I cupped them, he jolted, and they stayed contracted on them as did his ass when I did a couple more digital runs in it. I let go of his nuts and looked over at Bren and pointed to my crotch, bent a finger down to tell him I was luckily soft, pouted my lips, stuck the tip of my tongue out, pretended to wipe the dribbled off my chin and he grinned as he nodded, realizing I was telling him I was leaking precumm, like you do when you have a wet dream. Or like his cousin, who could free style, no boner and not even touching it. "Well how `bout some more of your enticing dancing, my throat's getting mighty dry and like to see what you have to help out" They chuckled and Dicker exaggerated his hips as he sashayed out two steps, rubbing his open fingers over his enticing bare ass that I'm loving more and more. Damn I hope I don't bone. Dicker was pretty good, being like lead danseur as Hunk stumbled around. They, as well as we, were so horny now, just about over the top. They whispered to each other, nodded, then turned away, made some adjustments, turned back to us and sashayed up about a foot away again. Dicker's triangle of white silk was now just sitting on top like a tent and just covering his hardon that peaked in it just like a tent pole! The three strings were dangling down, his bare balls not dangling though, but up tight under the stem's root, but quite on view and quite precious. Hunk had pulled his big nuts out one side, his hard cock pointing up inside, also like a tent pole in the red bikini! Boinger! I didn't pay as much attention to Hunk's junk now, but sure was focused on Dicker's. He put his hands behind his head and slowly rocked his hips up and down towards me, like waving to me to... `c'mon baby, come on and give me a good feel, ...ewww... yass... my big balls are inviting you... and they're...so...full and tasty... ` ... Fuck! He took a step forward and I put the palm of my hand gently under the light pink satchel of balls which had nary a wrinkle or hair on its velvety smooth and warm surface. A nice full firmness feel that I had detected before from behind. He had a dreamy look when I glanced up at him and as he started to put his hand on my wig, I softly informed him, "Not the wig please, the shoulder." He smiled and put his warm fingers on my shoulder and pressed lightly. I pinched the peak of the white tent and slowly lifted it up and off to reveal an incredible cock, a fucking wish bone! It was ivory white and slender, and like the rest of his smooth body, not a single hair on his upper lip, his armpits, pubes or balls, just like a baby's butt. He looked younger now, more like maybe 12, but his larger balls leaned towards an early bloomer. My throat throbbed as I pressed my thumb and forefinger together just below the nodule on the muscular spire that proudly arched back towards his velvety pubes and could feel the underlying ribbing beneath the taut coating of skin. The long puckered tip of that toque atop it tilted jauntily to the left. He squeezed my shoulder and exhaled audibly as my fingers bumped down over the ridges along on the sides as I unfurled his hidden prize. And that it was. So tastefully shiny, with its bright pink coloring, a matched set now with his full bright pink lips, bright pink nipples and that bright pink ball satchel. All of them lustfully accenting the pure white skin of his naked body. Shit! I was losing the battle of the bulge. I glanced over at Bren who was grinning up at Hunk as he was ball handling and slowly stroking his hard cock. It was around a 5+"er, a bit longer than Dicker's maybe and thicker which was why he pouched bigger in his shorts. He was nipped, the dry dome kinda flat, like it had been hit on top, a real chubby. It matched his muscular body which had a pouch tan line, and his few curlies that were scattered around on his pubes were just like the newly sprouting ones, on a `going on 14 yr. old' boy. Bren went down on Hunk's so I began the ritual too, enjoying Dicker's gasping shudder as I tongue lashed his sparkling spire for openers. It was quite long and pointed, flaring out to a rim, wider than the stalk which I not only liked the feel of it as it squeezed down my tongue, but would also knew the bolt it would send through his naked body when I sucked on it. I snapped my lips over it and started to nurse. I liked his awesome cock so much and I must admit, really liked him a lot too now. His cock sliding in my mouth gave me a flashback of mine sliding into Brucey's ass and then remembered Bren's discussion about practicing it. It suddenly made me want to have a nut bust in my vigin ass now. And this is the one I want to do it. And I was just so horny about him, and had just had the fastest refill ever in my balls, albite likely meager, so was willing to take the chance and say to hell with my charade. You know what I mean? You ever had a bud who you would have died to see naked, and double died to climb all over that naked body and enjoy every inch of it in and out? `So here I go' I said to myself and reluctantly pulled off his delicious treat and looked up at him, needle in hand, "I'd like you to fuck me." You could have heard a needle drop as they all stopped, Brendan still on Hunk's cock. He slid off and held the saliva dripping junk, "But we're on the rag!" "Yeah, I know..." I answered to him then looked up into Dicker's hauntingly silver eyes, "...but I want him up my ass" and his cheeks dimpled as he shot me a sensual grin. I rose up and faced him, his scimitar down below flickering. I realized I could bend over with my knees together and he could still punch my ass maybe, but I was too hard in my bikini and wanted to feel the air on it and my dangling balls and feel his naked hips against my bare ass. So I decided to bet the house on it and hoped for a win. I reached up under my skirt, put my thumbs in my bikini, pulled them down to my ankles, pulled my skirt up, draped it behind my hard cock and bobbed it. Well if you think the first surprise could be any greater, think again. They not only looked stunned, jaws down, but held their breaths as they tried to reconcile my mix of unexpected genders. I then joined them in the communal gasp when the Dicker smiled as he reached down and gently grasped my tumescent and fidgeting erection! I was more than relieved too when he not only gave it a welcoming shake, but held it firm, dimples forming in his smile, grey eyes winkling, "And I want you up in mine too" Whoaaa... my heart sank as it thumped and my mouth went dry. Bren still had Hunk's whip in his hand and the Hunk frowned, trying to reconcile all this disparity, and, we were expecting the worse again, but were really super surprised again when Hunk suddenly laughed aloud, "I'll be god dammed! I'm bi, I like any junk one has and Dicker here has been my little bitch, a nice comfortable ass too" He shot Dicker a tener smile, making him blush modestly, "And he likes me to pump him up on occasion and I kinda like a little ride on his too. He's queer and I thought I'd like him to ride a cunt for a change and see if he likes a ride on the less wild side. But you got a nice piece of work he liked to try on for size, I know his tastes. Don't blame him." Hunk looked at Bren who was still struggling, "And you Nicole, you wearin' like Sam here too? Can I check you out?" I gave Branden a slight nod so he rose up and nodded at Hunk as he lifted his skirt. When Hank saw the bulge, his brow rose, "Christ man!" and he palmed it, "Boy, if I hadn't known you were wearin', I woulda shit myself thinking' that's the biggest clitty I'd ever seen!" He chuckled as he slid the panties down, and overreacted as he jerked back, looking startled by the cock springing up, "OMG! It's my size and cloaked like Dicker's, nice and juicy. Mind if I pop the top and take a taste?" Bren replied with a dick flip, then Hunk looked over at his bonered bud, "Better open that one and try it on for size too" Jeez, this was getting weirder and wilder by the moment, something we never could have imagined. Dicker knelt before me and set his long fingers under my aching nads and lifted them, and when I felt their warm touch, I contracted them, my reflex lifting them off his fingertips. He chuckled as he moved them back up under them and rubbed his thumb lightly around my one nut. Jeesusss... I tightened my balls more, jolted my cock and tightened my asshole. A magic trigger, or what... I didn't think I'd had enough cooking in them yet, but he sure has stoked the fire. Those long fingers like a magic wand and when the two grasped my trembling wand they added more fuel to the fire. When their descent brandished my damp zenith to the cool air it made me wheeze and shiver. His devious leer up at me with the accompanying tongue swipe to moisten his gorgeous pink lips, made me tighten up for its prepatory lashing, knee weakening rush. My whole bodies tightened when he did the tip tickle, the rim swirl, then encased it in his hot moist mouth, the tender underside resting on his tongue now. Boy, those wet, bright pink full lips clamped on my striated muscle of cock, really contrasted my whiteness too. He paused and leered up again as his cheeks caved in, almost sucking my knob off its perch. I thought for a moment my balls might come up and burst into his suction pump. He slid back off, and still holding my throbbing member, grinned up. "Wow! What a cock! As much as I want to swallow it all the way, I really want it to do its job up in me now. But lemme fuck you first. Then you'll get off more when you fuck me. You game?" and waggled his long fingers at me. Ookkaayyy... I had already made the decision that I wanted to be fucked by him, so I grinned and nodded my answer. Hunk came off Bren's too and looked up at him, "You ready for some fucking now?" Bren got a little pensive, "I'm a virgin too and... well, you've got an awesome cock but a little too big for me to start training on," and he burped it as he smiled proudly, you know, teen vanity, " but ever since I saw it spring up, I've been dying to snap my lips over it, slide down that thick long cock till they hit your cute curlies, suck your sweet boy honey out of your gorgeous honeypot till it collapses!" Hunk burped it again, as he smiled modestly, teen modesty from compliments working again. "Fair enough" Hunk replied, "I had a couple rides on the Dicker's but you're bigger too, so let's just trade blowjobs. I been eyein' it and gettin' it little boned too, wonderin' if it's as tasty as the Dicker's" We were going to get ready when Hunk suddenly piped up, "Whoa! Fuck, I gotta have some pics of this!" and went over and picked his pants up, took out his IPhone and a tube of something, and held it up, "Slip and slide with Powerglide! 'Fuckan Express', never leave home without it!" I panicked at first... then grinned, shit ,with our makeup and wigs and tits, no one will recognize us, unless, chuckle, they recognize our boners. "I have a remote unit for my IPhone so I wanna get a pic of the whole group first, it sure is wild. He set the IPhone on the ledge over the bench, then had the four of us pair up with the naked ones in the middle, arms over the shoulders of the two of us on the outside, skirts pulled up and tucked behind our boners. He chuckled, "Hey that's a little formal, let's get a pic of us sucking these girl's cocks too." So we turned in to face them so we were sideways to the phone. Our next one had me bent over, my skirt up over on my waist, my bare ass presented to the naked Dicker behind me, who had his hand on it, and his hard cock pressed against my back door. The next one was the same pose, except it was my cock sticking out from the skirt hangin over my pubes and was banging at his back door. I made duplicates of Bren in the same action pose. Just a bunch of pics of boys playing around in a stall, sure. Hunk chuckled, "Okay, now girls, better take the skirts off, don't want' em all stained with dickydoo," then glanced at me, "and I also wanna see your bare ass pinch when Dicker loads it up, and when you pump your hot spew up his boybitch cunt." Boy, a stall full of tight asses. I dropped the skirt and started lubing up Dicker. As I pulled back and forth on his slippery dipstick I remembered the feel of it squeezing between my lips and sliding down my tongue again, and now, my own cock, although low on fuel, blipped in agreement. Dicker took the tube and after I spread my feet, bent over and put my hands on the bench against the wall and I felt him baste my butt bunker. He ended by fondling my low fueled balls in his pomaded palm too. Although I reflexed it tight, I shivered in anxious anticipation of the pending digital breach. I quickly relaxed, enjoying its initial incursion, then the trip with its twin, then struggled to adjust to the triplets. They rocked in me till I was comfortable. Then I chuckled when they withdrew, as if the timing was right, and they were a thermometer and Dicker figured I was ripe to go. I felt a hand on one naked hip as the head of the bared beast started sliding around looking for the butt to burrow in. It paused on my pulsing pucker, punched on it to make sure it wasn't locked, then proceeded to dive in, head first. OMG, the hurting thrill was making me shiver, but more so as it was a friendly incursion, one that tasted so good in both sets of lips now. Another hand landed on my other hip as the loaded rocket inched its way deeper down my virgin boy cave till his smooth white pubes and pink nutty bag mashed on my bare ass. He dropped on my back, hands on my shoulders, sighing, pausing, letting us both adjust. I wished I was naked now so I could feel those sinewy muscles of his bare abdomen rippling on me, like his cock was doing inside me. I kept contracting on it, like a smiley face to let it know I was happy with it parked in me, I was surprised he didn't revert to the standing classic doggy style that is all the rage, but remained on my back and rocked his hips back and forth against my ass instead. I kept sucking with my rectal lips on the impaling slider, tighten on insertion, relax, and squeeze on withdrawal. Hunk had moved over right beside us and Bren was down on his knees, sucking his cock. Hunk had turned partially away so Bren could look past his hip for an up-close view of my virgin cherry getting busted. Hunk was looking down over his shoulder, smiling at his banging buddy. Bren tried to smile at me as he nursed on the thick cock he had his lips stretched over while he coddled the brimming balls in encouragement. Dicker suddenly lifted his head and gasped as he squeezed my shoulders and pulled in tight, slamming his hips tight against my ass. He shivered, as his cock squirmed in me, then he shuddered as he did a few quick jerks against me, then dropped his head back on my shudders and did his own unique shudder/shaking/jerking version of a cummy dance on my back. I could feel his needle missile pulse/pumping several times inside as it discharged a large spew of syrupy semen. I was experiencing that erotic moment in my ass when it was suddenly enhanced by Hunk groaning loudly beside us. Bren's cheeks had almost been collapsing on each suck and I saw Hunk shivering from them then abruptly rise up on his toes, pinch his bubble butts several times to start pumpin' spunk. The groan evolved into his rendition of a choke/gagging/bellowing cumming. Bren's head had jerked back when the first volley smacked the back of his throat. He unsuccessfully tried to gulp the semen streamer, but to no avail and had to pull off. Face paint time! Yepper, one good one beside his nose. His swallowing attempt failed too as any excess drooled down his chin. Dicker had remained on my back, catching his breath watching and when he slid out, I could feel the efforts of his endeavor stream out my stretched brim and down my inner thigh. We stood up and he smiled so warm at me as he pulled on his slimy wilting Willy. First time I'd seen it soft, and not bad, a show-er too. And the image of him standing there, smiling, his naked and smooth white body with a slight sheen from working out on me, and the shiny dripping cock that he had just fucked me with. It will be a constant companion in my mind when I do my fist fucking workouts from now on. We all laughed at the display of leaking cocks, runny assholes, cummy faces and drooling lips thus far, as well as compliments on the instruments and their performances. So, now, two cocks were left to be serviced. When Hunk bent Brent's down for the usual warm up, Brent smiled, "Sorry I've already been sucked off earlier today, so there maybe just some scraps left." Hunk smiled, gave a single tongue slurp, making Bren lurch, "No problem. Always like to taste a new cock and I don't care if you blow air, it's just the feel of a cockcyckle doing sliders keeps me happy" and with that he deeped the upstanding teen tentacle. Dicker's ass was even tighter and more satisfying than I was hoping for. He was obviously experienced by his sphincter action on my dick, tightening off and on, much better than Brucey's ass. I was working on whatever stock I had built up, and when I dropped down on his back, to work even harder, I wished that rather than my falsies , it was my naked chest that could feel those lithe muscles underneath his warm skin, rippling in elation from my rocking rapier I wheezed, "I... fucked earlier to...day too, so low in... loads too, but I'll g...ive you all I got... uuhh... uuuggghh....." and let loose those residuals. Actually it made me feel a little more euphoric than a full load seemed. It's almost like you work harder to get those dregs going so the effort is more worthwhile. You know, like scraping hard at the bottom of a bowl of chocolate ice cream to get those last treats out and they seem to taste better because of the effort too. lol And it was a real toe curling, tooth grinding, body rushing fuck as I froze, pubes tight against his ass, just my ass jowls buckling on each meagre jet I voided up him. Bren had also had a rowdy ride in Hunk's chops too. I`d looked over in mid-fuck and caught him on his toes, crushing Hunk's head, his own head flopped back, his whole body writhing, ass jerking, as he worked at pumping his balls empty and into those concaved cheeks. When I broke out of Dicker, I saw a trickle of my hard worked dregs sliding out his boycunt that now had turned a bright red from its previous bright pink. So we stood, all spent, our shriveled and slimy swords back in their sheaths, well three were, and we broke out in contagious laughter. Bren broke the spell, "Better put the skirts on and fix our makeup, " Hunk barked, "No you don't, wait! Just adjust you tits, I wanna picture of a couple hot girls, leaning over to the mirror putting makeup on while their slippery cocks rest on the basin!" That brought out our communal laugh again. We all got dressed in our gender chosen outfits and headed out, as happy as four freshly fucked teens could be. On our way out of the park, we typed in each other's phone, Dicker most anxious to because he had two new queer friends. Just as we reached the edge of the park, Brendan came to a halt and grasped my arm. "Shit Cod... Sam, I forgot to tell you we got a choir meeting this weekend now that the summer is almost over" Dicker giggled as he ran his long fingers through his hair swag, and, no longer as macho now that he's been outed by Hunk, waggled his fingers and in a higher register, said, "Oh, you girls never did give us your real names" So I told them and asked theirs, Dicker's being Ashley and Hunk's Thornton. And when I chuckled, "Thornton like Thor the warrior?" he flexed his muscles and bucked his hips at me. We laughed and then Ashley got a little shy, "You girls are in a choir? I just love singing, you're so lucky" Shit, here was an opportunity to extend our relationship, "You do? Why dontcha come with us to the meeting and see what it's all about?" He got all excited, and tittered, "That's so wonderful! I sure will! And I'll get to see more of you..." and realizing what he had just said, he tittered, "...I guess there's not much more of you to see now..." He blew me a kiss as he turned while I was watched that now very familiar ass grinding away in his cutoffs. I put a finger in each side of my mouth, stretched my lips wide, stuck my tongue out at him and wiggled it up and down. He laughed as he yelled back at me, "Can't get enough of it, can you? Well there's more and don' worry I'll keep it warm for you..." OMG! OMFG!! My mind wandered down to my tingling testicles anxious to get naked in my robes again, along with Ashley now too... DD Dickydoo2@gmx.com Did a coin toss yet? Will keep you tossin' too...