Date: Fri, 30 Nov 2018 23:09:23 +0000 From: Robbie Robot Subject: PLAYGROUND LOVE PLAYGROUND LOVE PLAYGROUND LOVE PART FIVE © Van T Z Boi 2018 (The usual disclaimers apply, this remains the property of the author and you do not have permission to download and post this anywhere else without the author's permission. Please remember this is just a story and keep yourself safe. If you enjoyed this then please support nifty and make a donation; without nifty you would not be able to read and enjoy such fanciful creativity and they need your financial support so you can continue to enjoy nifty stories) (HEALTH WARNING: Due to the number of comments from nifty readers you are warned that reading this material may involve the self-indulgent loss of bodily fluid. Please ensure you have a supply of water, vitamins and minerals including; vitamin C, calcium, chlorine, citric acid, fructose, lactic acid, magnesium, nitrogen, phosphorus, potassium, sodium, vitamin B12, and zinc to replace that which may be lost whilst reading this further chapter. A good supply of tissues should be close at hand in case of sudden emergencies!) (Thanks to all who have written and voted for story continuation it is nice to be appreciated, I do also enjoy reading your comments and observations and suggestions and I always look forward to reading your views on this or any of my stories. Please note the new email address lostinspace1966@protonmail.com. Now please read on. Till the next Time: Van T Z Boi) From Part Four "So what," grinned Tony, "anyone would be jealous to see what a beautiful boy I have beside me, never mind how great my humungous cock is." John's eyes grew as wide as saucers but summoning up his courage he slipped his clothes off, piling them under his seat as the others had done. The sensation of being naked in the cinema then strangely became something exciting and enthralling. He gazed around proudly now at the lower seats where most people had chosen to sit. `I'm sitting naked, not a stitch on,' he chortled to himself and part of him wished that someone would turn around to see his nakedness. The lights went down, the curtains parted and the adverts started, the flashing lights reflected from the screen colouring their naked bodies with a rainbow of brilliant hues. The music swelled loudly with a trumpeting bellow and it appeared to John that everyone relaxed expectant in their seats. "Now we fuck," announced Tony. Part Five John twitched as Tony spoke, immediately he recalled what had taken place between them in the wood, `that was something special,' he told himself, `is this going to be the same?' He looked along the row, he could see heads bent over laps, heads that bobbed up and down and as the glare from the adverts glittered so too did the shiny saliva coated teenrods. He felt Tony's hand around his neck and his head was bent forward, he could smell the tantalising aroma of Tony's teencock and his mouth became full of his own saliva and his lips opened to suck in the satiny smooth foreskin, which he discovered peeled backwards as his lips closed around Tony's pulsing helmet. The sugary spice flavour of Tony's teen dew once more slid across his tongue activating his tastebuds, John slurped at the drool that poured from Tony's little slit in the bulbous helmet, he felt the warmth as the sugary liquid slid down his throat and his own boycocklet throbbed furiously in expectation. In his ears he could hear the sounds from the adverts screening but they were of no interest to him. He sensed movement and raised his head whilst still sucking the sweet teencock, he saw further down the line of bobbing heads that Sam had moved to straddle Larry's lap, his eyes widened in surprise as he caught a glimpse of Larry's pink tube. The shock that they were fucking as Tony had called the action sent a shiver down his spine. He could see Larry and Sam kissing, the younger boy moving about Larry's lap as he manipulated his hips and body. John sensed a tingling rising inside him and he twitched, trembling; he lifted his head from Tony's teencock and looked at it, a stringy line of saliva mixed with precum had formed between his sticky lips and the deep purple pink helmet. John could see a further drool of liquid pulse from the small slit; the shiny drool formed a small bubble and then slowly began to slide down to coat the swaying meaty tube. Another movement caught his attention, Ricky had mounted David's lap, John tensed as he saw Ricky's hand grasp the slim stiff tube of David's teenprick, he saw the slight movement and his own bumhole twitched as he imagined it sliding inside Ricky. The soft satisfied moan that Ricky made floated across the air to his ears. "You ready?" Tony's whisper was close in his ear; John noticed that Tony had bent his head so he could speak directly in John's ear. John swallowed several times as somehow his mouth was filled with saliva produced apprehension. Gingerly he sat up and then taking a deep breath straddled Tony's lap, his leg catching Rich who was sitting beside them. Behind him he could sense the flashing images from the screen, the projection ray that beamed from the small hole high up in the back wall glowed brightly but without any colour. "Hold onto the armrest and lever yourself up," Tony's whispered instruction bought his attention back to what he was doing. Tentatively John grasped the small velveteen covered armrests and held himself taut, a slight jerk of his arms and his body raised itself slightly. He felt Tony's arm move and then the moistness rubbed against his body. "You need to get higher," whispered Tony and with Tony's other hand pushing him upwards he reached the height Tony needed. He could feel Tony's palm touching him, the touch brought forth more memories of caresses from that hand and he felt a warmth flare inside him. The sticky dampness was pressed around his bumhole, his sensitive nerves reacting to the stimulation and the wonderful lovely tingle inside him flared higher and warmed his insides. The soft squidgy head of Tony's teenrod pushed inside him, John sighed as his boypussy lips were sweetly massaged by the intruding sticky satiny skin and involuntarily he sat down using his arms as a lever. Tony's fat teencock slid inside and John felt every thrilling micro inch of the insertion. "Feel good baby?" Tony nuzzled John's check and their lips met as John rotated his hips. John moaned as Tony's fat cockhead rubbed up inside that special place he was getting to love, he could feel the pulsing softness of Tony's teenrod slide against the hot spot, the tingling itch flaring and soaring with each gentle butt. "So tight and hot," whispered Tony his hand seeking and finding the slim stiff boycocklet, as John bounced gently up and down all Tony had to do was keep his hand still, his fingers wrapped around the stiff pencil so that John could fuck his fingers. John moaned and purred, he was enjoying his pleasure understanding that he was in control. Keeping his lips locked on Tony's and their tongues slicking at each other's mouths John began to experiment, altering his hip movement but continuing to keep his pricklet held and caressed by Tony's static hand. The warm and heated tickling tingles flared and blazed; soon he was shuddering and juddering at the faster and quicker pace, the one where he could sense the blossoming of pure boyjoy. John gasped as the initial twitching tingle started low, low down inside him where Tony's helmet was battering his bud. Tony sensing his need placed his free arm around John to help steady him as his protégé brought on his own flowering boy drycum. "Ohhhhhhh, Ohhhhhhhh, Ohhhhhhh," John's bleated cries of ecstasy were muted by the sound of the film which had started and Tony held firmly as John bucked and rode his throbbing teencock through his orgasm. John continued to bounce as the ebbing joys dissipated; he already sensed his body was gearing up for another rocking jolt of pure pleasure. Looking now down the line of naked bodies he could see thirteen year old Sam, he was resting slumped against Larry, his head on Larry's shoulders. From his vantage point John could see Sam was limp, his eyes closed and he caught the movement of Sam's heavy breathing, at the same time he noticed that Larry was moving, his body jerking upwards. `He must be moving his cock inside Sam,' thought John and wondered for amount what Larry's teenrod would feel like compared to Tony's. The other boys riding like him, Ricky and Gary were still working their hips and as he watched Gary threw back his head, his face a rictus of delight, `Oh it must have just happened for him,' John was beginning to understand what drove the other boys, the pleasure inside him was blazing again and he could sense Tony's insistent jerking inside him, `I need to get Tony off,' John thought and the idea and thought pleased him. Quickly he began to move quicker, managing to work his new muscles inside him to squeeze and compress against Tony's meaty tube. "Oh, that's good, so good," Tony purred into his ear and this spurred John on, quicker and quicker his hips moved, his bounce downwards was harder and fiercer, John moaned as this also brought surges of pleasure for himself as the longer strokes of Tony's teendick rubbed way at his hidden pleasure point. Relishing this extra delight John immediately tightened his boypussy around Tony's teenpole, enjoying the increased pressure against his boybud, his wondrous delight soared and soared. "Now, now," hissed Tony who was panting in expectation. He was relishing the tight contractions around his teenprick, John was proving to be a more than apt pupil and he hoped to enjoy the benefits of such a sexy boy. `Even his boyish scent is invigorating,' he thought as the waves of pleasure surged repeatedly inside him. His balls twitched and jerked, his spunk flashing through his teentubes, the sensations of the rushing seed stimulating his head and body. "Quicker than ever John trembled, shuddered and juddered as he felt the fatness inside him expand, the squidgy swelling pulsed a multitude of times and John sensed the dampness shooting inside him, Tony was grunting and growling and then John himself felt the white heat of his own joy rock and surge. Clamping his body against Tony's as he rode the squelching tube of teenmeat, compressing it tighter than ever before as he battered his nub against the spurting helmet, the friction just enough to bring him to complete fruition. "Fuck that feels so good," sighed Tony and John felt Tony's head fall limp against him. His own pleasures rocked for several more sweet seconds and then his head too fell forward, his cheek soft against Tony's hair as they gently and quietly calmed down. "I'm cumming fucking move your arse," John heard the hissed request, it was Larry's voice he heard and this was followed by a squeaking of a chair, the squeaking sound rose and became faster and faster and then slowed to a slow rocking creaking pace. John sighed as he leaned close to Tony, he could sense the teenager's pounding heartbeat as it slowed to its normal rate, his own system he sensed was similarly slowing down but he felt happy and good, `not quite the same sort of good and happy' that he had experienced in the woods, `their special place,' his mouth creased into a broad smile at that thought. "You did well honey," Tony whispered into his ear and John sat up, he looked Tony straight in the eyes, despite the darkness of the cinema he could see the powerful expression in Tony's eyes and he felt a warmth swim over him. Tony stared back, the short figure impaled on his teenrod the kernel of his world at that moment, `I want to fuck and fuck him,' he continually told himself. John turned to look down the line, the others were all either slumped against each other or they were kissing gently, nibbling at each other and suddenly John felt a sense of elation rise within him, `he was part of the gang now' he would be doing `the things' with Tony, his head filled with images of Tony's teenrod, the plump fatness was still gently pulsing inside him and it felt right and so, soooooo good. A single flaring tingling itch surged inside his boybud, he could sense the elation smouldering. "Lift yourself up and I can help you turn around," Tony asked. Puzzled John was not sure what he meant but he levered himself up on the armrest, there was that disappointing moment when Tony's plump teenprick slid out of him. John felt empty and it hurt in a very strange way but then as Tony held him and swung his body around John found himself facing the screen. A second later he noticed the shoving and touching beneath him, instinctively he grabbed hold of the armrests again and experienced that awesome sensation of Tony's teenmuscle sliding back inside, a long tingle followed that slow insertion and John sucked in a deep breath to sustain the delicious pleasure. Tony's hand slid around his waist and rested on his boycocklet which was stiff and solid, just the gentle resting touch was another surge of warm heat tingle. Tony smoothed his fingers along the satiny skin of John's boypricklet. "So stiff and solid,' he smiled as he wanked the pencil like shaft. His fingers touched the squidgy sac beneath, the empy wrinkle of skin was of a special softness and he wondered when John's balls would drop. `Then the fun will really start,' he smirked to himself. "Lean back now," Tony whispered and John discovered he could sit and watch the film and enjoy the sensation of Tony's teendick inside him. `How awesome,' he thought and rested his own hand on top of Tony's which was wound caressingly around his cocklet. John checked the others, all had changed position but were either sitting in their proper seats or in Ricky's place he was sat sideways on David's lap. He noticed the odd glisten as the light from the screen played on Tony's mates; the shiny sheen glimmered in places on their naked bodies. `Must be the stuff like Tony's' he thought as he laid his head back, Tony's chin just above his eye and watched the film. It was about a quarter of an hour later that Tony shifted and John heard him speak. "Okay change," he said quietly. John watched as the others changed places, Ricky moved to where Rich was, Sam moved to where David was and Gary was now with Larry. The younger boys immediately either leant over or knelt down and began sucking the teeenrods of their new partners. John lost interest in the film as he watched the new combinations start up. A thought came into his head and he tilted his head up towards Tony. "Do I have to switch too?" he asked puzzled. "Oh no, no my sweet no one gets to fuck you until I'm ready to share and that won't be for a while. Your mine now, especially that sweet pussy of yours," Tony kissed him and John was aware that Tony's teencock was swelling and beginning to pulse, hardening quickly inside him. `We're going to do it again' John felt the surge of delight flow over him. `Do I have to move around again?' he wondered but Tony's hand slid to his waist and moved his torso, making his body bounce upwards. John caught on. He looked down the line, the others were all doing it in the same position he was in, he noticed the younger boys were holding on to the back of the chair in front and that made sense to John. Grabbing the velveteen edge with his fingers John discovered he had the power and impulse to easily move his young body atop of Tony's teenprick. Tony's hands at his waist slackened and one hand moved around to rub his shaft, the fingers carefully squeezing the soft bulb at the top. John moaned as the twin delights of being fucked and being rubbed once more swelled within him. "Go on ride me," chuckled Tony and John kicked his ankles, discovering he could anchor his feet against the chair, this gave him even more impetus and he was soon bouncing up and down, experimenting jutss how high he could go and still keep Tony's long teencock inside him. A couple of times he went too high and the stiff meaty tube slid out but John discovered this was part of the fun, as they giggled and tittered as they manoeuvred the throbbing teenpole back inside. Looking down the row, John observed the others and noticing that Rick was twisting his body sideways as well as doing the up and down action. John tried it for himself, the twisting meant that Tony's teencock swivelled inside him and his little boybud tingled excitedly at the slightly different angles of being stimulated. John relishing the tingles created began experimenting even more, switching from gripping the back of the seat to again using the armrests. He felt the stars staring to shine inside for him as he moved more and more rapidly and changed his position repeatedly. He could feel Tony's teenrod pulse and throb, each jerking pulsation providing extra surges of tingling delight for himself which only made him want to move quicker and quicker. His excitement meant that his swivelling and bobbing became erratic, this disparate rhythm in itself created additional pleasurable surges of joy. Such was his height of ecstasy that his eyes were clouded not only by the images of the screen but also of the brilliant starry flashes in his head as the tingling increased and intensified. "Go on, go for it sweetheart," Tony sensing John's sensual energetic shudderings interpreted them correctly and he clamped his hands on John's torso only to ensure that his vibrating teenprick did not spoil things by sliding out too prematurely, he knew it would take time and plenty of fucking for John's immature boypussy to be able to remain gaping wide to allow the extra excitement of a fully disconnected rampant cock before it was swiftly or slowly reinserted, `and I intend to ensure he gets that fucking time,' thought Tony as he directed John's efforts. John acknowledged Tony's hands but from a distance, his head was swirling and he was panting hard as he worked rapidly to achieve his aim. The surges of pleasure, swelled and expanded and gained an intensified pace, one heightened delight flowing into the next, the waves became a torrential sea, stormy and turbulent as John manoeuvred his body, his head awash with the cosmic sensation of being battered delightfully from all sides. The quivering became a shuddering, the shuddering became a momentous juddering and he grasped the back of the chair, digging his nails as the overpowering pleasure bust asunder, the heated flames of tingling excitement and delight thundered, lightening shooting throughout his body, he could even feel the hairs on the back of his head stiffen as the joys went into overdrive and the white supernova of absolute ecstasy blundered his young body into climactic submission. Tony held on tightly but not painfully, just diverting John's capricious movements to ensure the pleasure was maintained, his own joys had soared, the twisting compression around his teendick were amazing and lust inducing. He had to fight the impulse to take over and ride the boy as his teenprick demanded, `my turn will come,' he said to himself as he exerted his will and diverted his thoughts to ensuring John's pleasure was paramount and paramount it was. John vibrated, his whole young body shaking and quaking as the fountain of orgasm continue to burst and spurt within him, the delights slowly and with an invigorating side gradually subsided; an undertow of extreme pleasure remained and John sensed that he could draw on this undercurrent and swiften it easily to attain another peak of absolute pleasure. Unhurriedly he rotated and undulated his body around Tony's steely stiff meaty lance, trembling now and then as a gentler surge kept his delicious joypole simmering. Tony relaxed slightly, allowing his demanding bloated teenrod time to adjust to John's internal caressings, `fuck that was hot,' he told himself trying to think which other boy he had fucked had proved to be so hot in the sack. `Can't think of anyone, especially with John's gripping boypussy grabbing me, that was this fucking hot so fucking soon, so truly fucking glorious,' he told himself. John his eyes still closed accepting only the slow flashes of brilliance that seared across his eyelids calmly rode his sea of tranquillity aware that he could induce another hurricane of unique bliss whenever he felt ready. Tony sighed as the leisurely compressions sent repeated flows of pleasure streaming and steaming through him. Unhurriedly and working in unison the two youths trotted down the path to absolute happiness, John tensing and releasing, Tony thrusting upwards with a slight hip of his pelvis as the combined joys and pleasures within each of them rose higher and higher. John froze first, that internal indication that something was breaking forth, the tinglings flared brighter and heavier as the cosmic universe inside his head went into `Big Bang' creation. Tony sensing the heavier compressions and undulations around his swelling and throbbing teendick, gripped the armrests tightly as he strained to force his body in an upward motion , sending his teenprick as deep as he could get it into John's pressurising boypussy. The two growled and mumbled together, incoherent words but the meanings quite clear as they both reached the edge of delight together. John's orgasm exploded a micro seconds before Tony's, his rapidly vibrating boybud and his boypussy clamping tight around the spurting cockhead that fountained another deluge of teenspunk inside it. Squirreling against each other, groins twitching and shoving and rotating in swift tempo they orgasmed, their bodies and heads shaking and trembling with the released energies of mutual climax. Tony clutched John, moving his arms from the armrests to wrap around John's torso as he sought to press the boy further down on his gushing glans, gaining and extra half an inch of insertion, his balls already engorged and surging to rid themselves of his fresh fertile seed, sent an acute jolt of pain as they were squeezed by John's forced weight. Tony gasped breathing hard with the extreme orgasm and the added level of torturous pleasure pain as his balls continued to ache and sting in protests against the agonised discomfort of the weighty pressure upon them. "Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" Tony's sexclamations were muted as he buried his head in John's back, knowing instinctively the need to keep their naughty behaviour secret from the audience but wanting everyone to stop watching the silver screen and watch him fucking his boy. As the delights slowly and still with arousing effect subsided and ebbed Tony fell back in his seat, pulling John back against him, this sudden exploit brought on another mini dry cum for John as the feat involved Tony's pulsating teenprick battering his boybud with enough stimulation for him to boytingle with gentle quivering's. Tony nibbled John's ear, his clasped arms did not allow John much movement so he was unable to turn his head for them to kiss, but the suckling at his ear produced more tingles of joy, his blood surged inside him, his body reddening with the exertion their coupling was producing. "So good, so fucking good," Tony mumbled praises as he kissed John's neck and ears, his teenprick was still stimulated by John's continuing tremblings and quakes, his orgasm extended well into the flat phase where his glans suddenly went dead, his teencock remained bloated but the overwrought nerves were benumbed, all he could feel was the heat of his own balls which radiated against his thighs. The pleasures finally departed and the two boys relaxed, John carefully swivelling round, Tony's spongy stiff shaft hanging just inside John's boypussy, now they managed the sweet kisses they needed. Lips crushed and mouthed, tongues duelled, slow not hurried or lust drive. John inhaled Tony's exciting scent, the teenager exuded his hormonal joy and John sensed another quiver of deliciousness spike within him. He wriggled unhurriedly enjoying the tingling pleasure simply sitting there afforded him. "Good?" Tony's whisper in his ear was heard and John nodded leisurely, Tony's fatness inside him jerked gently and another little tingle flared happily inside him. John looked down to where the others were also similarly joined; such activity if any was sluggish and gradual, all the boys were slumped up against each other and John sensed an air of peace and contentment surrounding them. The film finished and the interval was announced before the main feature started. "Okay David, Gary," Tony's quiet instruction caused the two youths to don shorts and T-shirts, John saw Ricky and Sam doing the same. `What's going on now?' he wondered. Tony slid him up and off his teenagerod, the stiff meat glistening in the overhead lights. "Come on," he said to John and passed him a pair of shorts and a T-shirt, quickly he donned them as Tony slid on a pair of very tight shorts, his teenagecock bulging out the front. He also put on a shirt sleeved shirt, but left all the buttons undone. "Follow me," he told John who stood up, the others boys were already leading the way out of their seats. John padded behind Tony as the group headed up the aisle, they turned through one of the curtained doors which identified the location of the Gentlemen's Toilets, inquisitively John followed Tony through the drapes. A short corridor led to a stairway that went downwards and upwards, half way along the corridor was the illuminated sign for the toilets. Sam was already holding the door open. Inside the urinals two boys stood at the urinals, Gary who had gone in first approached Tony. "The bogs are empty," he whispered. "Okay you know what to do," replied Tony who stood by the entrance, half in and half out of the doorway, John could see him watching the stairwell and the corridor. Turning back John was astonished to see David and Gary had stripped. Naked David leaned up against the wall by the urinals alongside the cubicles. Gary kneeling on their piled clothes was holding David's teenage prick in one hand whilst he sucked the fat tip. John watched as Gary's head bobbed back and forth and he felt a tingle tickle inside him as he sensed David's delights flowing. "Fucking `ell," one the boys at the urinal had turned to see Gary and David. He remained standing at the urinal half turned towards them but John could see his hand was slowly moving. The other youth startled by the comment had also turned; his face was a picture as his eyes boggled at the sight of Gary sucking steadily at David's teencock. For a moment he froze and then he too remained in the half-turned position, his arm slowly moving like the other youth. John suddenly realised that Sam and Ricky were standing opposite the cubicles, their shorts down by their knees and they played and stroked their own boydicklets. Tony gestured and the boys grinned, John saw him move back to allow a tall stout figure step inside the washroom. The man stopped short, his hands at his fly as he caught sight of Gary and David. He trembled and looked furtively around. He stepped back close to Tony. "Is it safe?" he asked quietly. Tony nodded a smirk beaming on his face, "The show is free," he whispered, "but if you want?" and he gestured at Ricky and Sam who stood leaning against the wall, their hands slowly stroking their cocklets. "How much?" the man leaned close as Tony whispered, the man's hand flew to his wallet and he produced a note, John could not see clearly which note it was. The man stepped towards Sam and nodded his head, John watched as Sam went inside the first cubicle where he sat down. The man stood in front of him, John caught a sight of the man's plump backside as his trousers and underpants were pulled down and then he heard the now familiar squelching sound he knew. Sam was sucking the man's willie. One of the youths at the urinal had stepped down off the plinth, he was standing right beside Gary and David, his hand flying up and down his teenageprick, Gary suddenly turned, David's drooling and shuddering teencock left jerking in the air, the youth let out a loud groan as Gary started to suck him. "More business," Tony whispered. John stood still as another man stepped inside the washroom. "Okay?" he said to Tony and then seeing Ricky grinned and handed Tony a note. "Hello again," he spoke smilingly to Ricky as they entered the second cubicle. John watched as they took up the same stance as Sam and the other man had done The man had tighter more muscular globes and thighs and a lot of dark hairs. The youth being sucked by Gary suddenly moaned deeply and loud and John turned just in time to see him thrust hard, his hips shuddering and Gary's mouth tightening around the stiff shaft. The teenager's knees buckled and he bent slightly forward over Gary's head. Tony stepped up close as Gary's mouth opened and the pulsing teendick, gleaming with the pearly dew slipped form his mouth. "Next time it'll cost you," he told the teenager. The teenager looked up, his eyes still glazed and he twitched, "How much?" he asked. End of Part Five To be continued...?????????????????????????????????? (These Playground Games are movie magic now, but is it time to ring the school bell for end of play? Is John's memory about to fail or do you want another pass? So if you want to find out more about Tony's Playground and if you do want more and really want me to continue this story all you have to do is pick up your pen write and tell me or this could really be the end of John's Playtime. Don't forget if you like this then I have plenty more stories to whet your appetite, just look me up on nifty's prolific authors listing ( https://www.nifty.org/nifty/authorslist.html scroll down to V for Van T Z Boi ) . 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