Date: Sun, 25 Jun 2023 17:00:56 +0000 (UTC) From: Gregory Eugene Subject: Parentless Boys, Chapter 6 Parentless Boys, Chapter 6 Gregor E Gregoryeugene5@yahoo.com I like believing you would consider my stories and characters as real. Probably, not so real. I would really like to know what you think of my story. Good or bad, too long, too many words, not enough description, or how it made you feel. I would love to read emails and will do what it takes to respond to you. Please email me at gregoryeugene5@yahoo.com Thanks Gregor E I hope the title shows up correctly. It keeps getting changed to PANTLESS... instead of Parentless. If you enjoy any of the many beautifully written works on Nifty, please consider donating: http://donate.nifty.org/donate.html Now back to the summer story: The rest of the summer got into a rhythm. The Lasky boys visited and we would jack and such. And Curtis would come over alone and we would suck dick. His dick was very flavorful several times. My dad walked in the house while we were 69ing. He didn't really catch us but might have known something was happening. Ah yesss! 69ing!! (another story, later) I did get back to the ranch house right before school started. We had to do some actual work and my mom wanted me to enjoy my new room. I was much happier with it. One little thing about that week: I was out getting eggs and boned up for no real reason. I was feeling weird and whipped out by boner and jacked right in the middle of the chicken coop. The chickens seemed to be interested in what I was doing. I shot and it landed on the ground. And two of the chickens fought over who was going to get to eat my cum. They both did and they were a couple of our best egg layers. I got a boner the next breakfast thinking about it. During football, I went back to just enjoying seeing the other guys naked. I know every boy in there compared dicks. They all looked and tried not to get caught. I was one of those guys who stayed naked a little longer than needed. So, a lot of team mates got to really check me out. I would get to see the Lasky boys. Clark would let me know if he wanted to be fucked. Curtis and I would meet and suck. And one or all would sleep over at times. They also inherited my underwear when it was killing my balls at the start of school. Clark really liked wearing my old jocks. They were tight on him too. They had to give up wearing just cut offs when school started. I was still living alone most of the time although my mom would come stay and say that she needed to stay in town. She always had to go back to cook for my dad. I did ALL the cooking at the town house and I got good. The boys would help me do laundry and that really meant that they mixed their clothes with mine. They smelled a lot better at school. They started enjoying school a lot better and Clark even made the honor society. Conrad had said that he would never graduate, he'd either be dead or had to get a job. He did graduate and went on to go to college in the big city near home. Curtis got elected as a county commissioner! I don't know if I had a special relationship with any one of them. It seemed like my life intertwined with them for years. Clark always was ready to take my dick in his butt. Sometimes it was at very inappropriate times but it was always fun. I drove Conrad around on his graduation night. I was the designated driver as he partied. He told a group of drunk graduates that I was his little fuck buddy. I don't know that any of them believed it. It was 30 minutes later that we were back at my house and he was fucking me until I couldn't walk. Many times it was a weird relationship that Conrad and I had. I thought that most of the time that I was the alpha male. It might have been hormones or just horniness but Conrad would get very dominating and demanding. He would tell me what to do and how to do it. It wasn't something that I didn't want to do, well usually. It was just very direct and felt like I didn't have a choice. He was smaller than me, not all that strong, and only a few months older than me. Curtis and I had some classes together and we would hang out at school or other times. He and I became buddies outside of my team mates. And he got to be pretty good friends with those guys too. Curtis and I would suck, and quite often. He never told me if he was doing anything with any of our other friends. We went on a school trip and shared a room. I got about 30 minutes of sleep. The rest of the time was sucking dick. We also got into licking buttholes. I don't know how Curtis got to go on that trip. The boys never could get their parents to pay for their part and never knew there were any trips at all. The trip had us going from town to town and usually spending only a night, maybe two at the motels. We were heading home and stopped at a little motel close to the history thing we were supposed to look at. The motels we stayed before had 2 beds and they stacked us 4 to a room. This motel had itty bitty rooms with only one bed in some rooms. They split our normal group of 4 and Curtis and I got put together. We had been sleeping together since we left. He got his shit together by then. He showered, had clean clothes, got taller and thinner, and he didn't have the fat round face. The other guys didn't have a problem like they dreaded. We were first supposed to go the battlefield or monument or whatever we had on the schedule but it was raining so hard that we didn't dare try that. We went to the hotel and ran to the rooms. We were told to come get pizza in the lobby at a certain time. That never happened. When the room door closed, I was already in Curtis' arms. We got liking the way the other kissed and would do that a lot. The only thing that felt weird is that we both needed to shave. It was a weekly thing then and we were a week overdue. Curtis was unbuttoning my shirt and letting it slide off. He popped the button my jeans and slowly unzipped them. He had his thumb rub the underside of my boner. Then he went for my brand new underwear. They were new and bright white. My mom didn't want me to go on a trip with other kids who could see me in underwear with nasty, old, yellow underwear. We had an argument that my underwear wasn't yellow. I said I don't piss in my underwear. She responded "well, not so much lately". It made me laugh but I did have a little history but it was years ago. Now, I was naked but I still had on my shoes and socks. Curtis was squeezing my butt, pulling my cheeks apart, and lifting me up by my butt. My boner was rubbing against the rough denim of his jeans. He reached in front and grabbed my balls. He started lifting me up. I was about 220 pounds by then (all of it muscle and brains) and it was going to hurt way too much! That gave me a chance to start undressing him. I liked undressing people! As I pulled down his jeans, my face rubbed against his dick. He didn't smell particularly clean but it was a good kind of scent. I got him down to just his socks. We played with each other standing up for a while until he knelt down and start sucking my dick. He had got to know what made me jump or squirm or moan. And he made my knees buckle. That got us to move to the bed. He might have snuck in a jack or something during the trip but I didn't jack the entire trip. I was leaking precum as we rode the bus or listening to lectures. I probably had the first wet dream of my life as I slept in the middle of the trip. At least I had a very wet dick head in the morning. So, I was full and horny. I had been looking forward to getting home so I could jack off. I had a boner every time we rode the bus. As we were on the bed, Curtis moved around. I had his dick right in front of my face and he was rubbing my dick head on his cheeks and lips. I started doing the same thing and then the sucking started. The 69ing started for real. I couldn't concentrate on sucking or getting sucked. When it was feeling so good to get sucked, I'd quit sucking. Curtis would nudge me to get me going again. When I couldn't hold it any longer, I was shooting and Curtis was slapping my head. I didn't realize it but I was chomping down on his boner. I got known for that. I tried to not do it but I'd shoot and bite at the same time. I did it that time. I think of that as my biggest load of cum ever. Curtis said he thought he was going to drown. He sure didn't want to drown and then found with a bitten off dick. Curtis did have to give me a couple of minutes before I could continue sucking him. He was thrusting as I recovered and I felt his dick head go down my throat a few times, like deep, I should have been gagging. I got back to full blown sucking, my tongue exploring inside his foreskin and flicking his pee hole as well as bobbing my head to get him deep. When he shot, he got very loud and kept squirting hot loads of cum. I couldn't swallow fast enough and it was flowing out of my mouth. It coated my face and neck. We both had to stop to be able to breathe. We didn't move. My face remained right there with Curtis' dick and I could feel him putting his lips and tongue on my dick. I had to hold on to my dick. It never got completely soft. After a few minutes, we both started playing with the other's junk and licking and kissing. I was doing a lot of looking too. I was still fascinated by foreskin. I always figured that under his foreskin, it had to be very tender. Curtis or the others asked me a few times if I felt things irritate where I had the skin removed. Clark gave me shit for years for not stopping them from cutting it off of me. He knew I was a little baby but he still accused me of just going along with abusing my body. Curtis and I got sucking again. We didn't take it easy on the other one either. We both got in a really great rhythm and it was as good or better than any fuck I ever had. We were both getting slobbering, and I was getting close to cuming again when Curtis moaned that he was going to shoot. I couldn't even say ME TOO when we both shot. Shooting together is something I tried all the time after that. I didn't bite that time but we both shook all over. I know I didn't swallow as much, I just wasn't sure where his cum ended up. The smell was amazingly strong. I was breathing hard anyway and breathed in a lot of the scent. I went from laying on my side to my back. A few seconds later, Curtis rolled up on top of me. His junk; his semi-hard dick and his long scrotum fell on my face. It felt pretty good. Curtis was licking mine, like he was licking ice cream. He would hit some very sensitive spots and it would make me jump. We played around using our mouths. I was getting a little weird with his foreskin. I explored how much tongue I could get inside of it, I bit it gently, I sucked on just the nozzle. He was twisting my dick around and sucking my balls in and out of his mouth and gently biting my scrotum. He worried me a little when he said he could almost eat my balls. We got more active and did more sucking. It involved a lot of him humping my mouth and him bobbing his head. I really couldn't move very much. I had to turn my head several times just to breathe. He sometimes kept humping and more or less fucking my ear. I don't think he ever realized that. We both got rigid again and I knew we were going to cum again. Geez, it took forever. My face was taking a beating from his balls and rough pubes. I thought I was going to shoot a couple of times. He messed it up one time when he blew air into my dick! It felt weird and not too bad actually but it stopped that feeling that a cum was building up. He gave me no warning when he started to shoot. Not nearly as much, not as thick, and more slippery than any other cum. I never saw it, it just stayed in my mouth until a swallowed it all. He was too sensitive to let me keep sucking him and he moved off of me and started to suck me harder. I got begging him to make me cum. He would stop sucking and tell me he was trying. I told him to stop answering me and keep sucking. I had a hard orgasm that felt like everything was twisting inside of me. I almost pooped too. He twisted around on the bed and we were face to face. We kissed a few times and then just laid there. We were both slippery with sweat and hot as could be. We wrapped each other up. It felt great to have my dick and balls pressed up against his body, especially body parts that didn't suck or grab. It gave them a nice rest. Curtis smiled and said that my breath smelled like his dick. We kissed and I said that his mouth tasted like my dick. We agreed that it wasn't a bad thing to smell or taste like our dicks. We didn't move for a long time but we also didn't go to sleep. I finally had to pry our bodies apart to go poop. I felt like I was orgasming a little as I went and really felt good when I finished. I was about to get up when Curtis came in and said he had to piss. I started to stand but he said he could go. He pushed me back down and took aim. I had no faith he could hit the spot between my legs, I had seen the results of him and his brothers at the toilets in my house. He hit me with every bit of his piss. I'm glad the shower was right there! I should have at least taken my socks and shoes off before he started to piss. It was just a little bathtub but the mirror was right across from it. I loved watching us shower together. I also noticed that he wasn't really smaller than I was. He didn't have the muscles but he was my size. I loved watching him wash my butt crack. He didn't really ever touch inside but got me nice and clean with the little bar of hotel soap. We barely dried off when we went back to bed. We watched a little TV as we talked and laughed about our sexual activity. We played with each other's junk more than our own. And he loved playing with my nipples. As we talked, we did more talk and looking at the differences of our dicks. He showed me around on my dick and pointed out things that I actually didn't know. I thought he found a better book in the library than I did. He used the proper name for the area on my dick that used to be under the foreskin. I don't remember now but it amazed me at the time. He said I had the largest of that area he had ever seen. He figured that if I wasn't cut that it would be extremely painful when I stretched out with a boner. That made me a little proud. He pointed out our frenulums. I had noticed that was a thing, I thought it was just weird way my skin went. He said he would show me that why it was a good thing. He talked about his brothers' nozzles. He was sad that he didn't have much of one. He did call it the real name too. He explained about docking. He had done it with both Conrad and Clark. I started boning up again and I got excited listening to how it worked and felt. The conversation changed a little to how many times I had jacked off or shot cum in a single day. Since I had been at the town house alone a lot, I got pretty good at those kinds of attempts. The Laskys didn't always come over. I claimed 5 times, I wasn't sure they all counted. Curtis said that Clark could do it more than anybody he knew. Clark would do it until his skin was rubbing off. I had witnessed that! I thought that I was getting hard but when I started playing with my dick, most of it was still soft. The base was hard and made most of it stick up but then bend over. Curtis asked if I wanted to get hard again. I said sure! We flopped around so that we could reach and I watched as he sucked in my limp dick. He was softer than I had ever seen. It was soft and smooth and floppy and cute. I started sucking it and it was fun with it so soft. It tasted so clean too. I took his balls in my mouth too. I had noticed how hairy his balls were but they seemed extra fuzzy then. I was flipping his dick around and around in my mouth. It gave me more of a chance to suck on his foreskin. It tickled him when I touched certain spots. I was a little jealous. I did enough that he decided that he would show me what he could do with my frenulum. As simple as flicking his tongue on that little flap of skin right under my pee hole was make me curl my toes. He said that if my balls were full like normal, he could make me cum just by tonguing that spot. We kept it up and he got a real boner. It felt like I did but I'm not sure I was all the way hard. It took a lot of sucking and I felt like I was a long way from shooting. Then it was time for another lesson. Curtis fingered my hole and he poked his finger in with no lube. He looked at me and asked if I wanted to do something different. I had no idea what could be different. He put his finger back in me and told me to tell him when he hit the right spot. I was like "what spot?" Then, "OH THAT SPOT!!!" I learned a new body part! I thought I was orgasming immediately. Curtis just said, " I know! Isn't that neat?!" And he kept wiggling his finger. I was moaning and cussing and claiming orgasms. And it got better when another finger slipped in. And he was playing a piano in there. This was for real! My butthole stretched as he put a third finger in. I started drooling and snot was running out of my nose. Almost as much precum oozing out of my dick. I was sure I was cuming and I tightened up and then there was no guessing, I started cuming. Curtis told me he could feel me doing it. And he kept doing a little too long and I had to squirm away from him to get him out of me. He wasn't even stroking my dick, just fingering my hole. My cum splattered more on the bed sheets. I had to recover for a little while. Curtis was gently rubbing is almost boner all along me. He went up and around my butt and down my legs. I rolled and let him do my belly and then my nipples. He also put the tip of his dick into my belly button. He said something about it being cute and nice that it was an innie. He finally asked if I would finger his butt like he did mine. He could tell me how. Of course I was going to do that. I wasn't very good to start with. I realized that I had my finger in the wrong way. He was only feeling it when I would straighten out my finger. I went in the right way and I brushed over the spot. I could tell it was the right spot by feel and by the way Curtis moved. I was amazed at how much I could tell I was on the right spot. There was something in there. It started to really make sense why a good shit felt so good. I started to understand why my dad and uncles talked about good shits. I wondered if they knew about that thing in their butts. I was betting they didn't. That also made it funnier that it was a sexual thing that they weren't thinking that way. I did eventually get three fingers in too. He told me do not put four in or my hand. I had a bit of a nightmare image of my entire hand controlling him from the inside. Curtis told me harder, softer, faster slower, one finger, three, and then his hole squeezed hard on my fingers and I watched cum spurt out about 5 times. We collapsed on the bed. We did fall asleep a little this time. Something on TV woke us up and we had to get up for another shower. We cleaned each other, more butt cleaning. And I panicked a little when I thought he lost the little bar of hotel soap in my butthole. It was in there, but he was able to pinch it and pull it out. I did that to him too, just to get even. He didn't panic, just kept saying "oooo, oooo, oooo". We made a clean spot on the bed, turned off TV, and we snuggled with him in my arms. I think I took one breath and I was asleep. The next thing I knew, someone was banging on the door. I sat up and tried to figure out where I was. Curtis sat up and just stared at me. The knocking happened again. I found a towel and wrapped it around me and went to the door. It was one of our teachers, yelling about us needing to get to the bus. She looked down and saw I was in only a towel. She might have seen naughty bits, she smiled a little before telling us we needed to hurry. It turned out that because we didn't go to the lobby for pizza, we didn't get the message about what time we were going to leave. And the teachers had redone the list of what rooms we were in. They didn't get us on the new list because we weren't there. We both had to piss. At least our aims were good that morning. It hurt to piss but I knew we were really tough on my little guy. A lot of things had gone through him the night before. We hadn't even opened our suitcases. We grabbed the clothes we were wearing the day before. I know Curtis intentionally put on my new underwear. I had to wear his. A little yellow but mostly clean. We should have at least found a comb or hair brush, at least I should have. It was the biggest mess I had ever seen it. It was like a walk of shame as we walked to the bus. Our bus driver was smiling and laughing. I swear he knew what we had been doing. On the bus, we had all the others jeering and cheering and making fun. I just wanted to get to a seat and collapse until I woke up all the way. Another teacher asked why we didn't come to breakfast. We said we were asleep and nobody knocked on the door to wake us up. I realized then that we hadn't eaten in hours. I was starving. It was at that time that I realized that it was still raining. It was at least as hard as it was the day before when it was too bad to go to the history thing. I wanted to yell "If we can't go to the battlefield, why are we leaving so early!?!" I was nice, and didn't. I'm glad I was nice. The teacher went up to the driver and talked to him. And I heard her say "that would be perfect". We went about two miles and pulled into a little grocery store. They would usually buy us cokes and snacks in the morning. And the nice teacher went in and came back with greasy paper bags that smelled incredible. One for her, one of the driver, and one for me, and one for Curtis. I think it was the best bacon egg and cheese biscuit I had ever had. And it was huge. I loved the other guys whining that it smelled better than their breakfast and it wasn't fair that sleeping beauties got the special breakfast. I smiled the entire time I was eating my special breakfast. Even when I felt a spasm in my newly found body part.