Date: Fri, 01 Jun 2007 14:20:12 -0500 From: Charles Hughes Subject: The Springfield Jerkoffs - Chapter 14 (b/b oral) This story is completely fiction; it is the story of several young boys, their friendships, and their sexual adventures together. If you are not 18 or if it is illegal for any reason for you to read such material, you must leave now. Copyright 2007 Charles Hughes, all rights reserved. If you would like to copy the story, please, just ask. I will try to respond to all emails: the.empty.room@hotmail.com Thanks to a reader/friend who let me borrow his name and youthful sexual talents -- although what happens in this story is completely fiction. And this story is dedicated to two friends who just exchanged rings and whose names appear in the story. Their love is an inspiration. The series will conclude with Chapter 16. The Springfield Jerkoffs - Chapter 14 (b/b/ oral) Phil was in Kent's bed, his little brother's head on his chest. Kent was flicking the fingers of one hand over his own nipple and playing with his own dick with the other. Phil had been watching the nine-year-old please himself for a while as he stroked Kent's hair against his chest. Kent rolled over and reached for Phil's dick. He pulled it as far away from Phil's body as he could, stretching it until Phil had to swat his hand away. "Hey, bud," Phil laughted. "What do you think you're doing?" "Just seeing what it would look like if it was as long as Neal's," Kent answered. "It will be soon enough," Phil said. "You don't have to pull it off!" "How long does it take to get a big dick?" Kent wondered. "I guess you have to grow up to get a really big one." "How big do they get?" Kent sat up on his elbows and looked to his big brother for the answer. "I don't know," Phil said. "A horse's cock is three feet long," came Neal's voice from the floor. "What?" Kent turned around and stared at Neal. "Isn't either! Can't be!" "Sure it is," Neal said. "I read it somewhere." "I mean a boy's dick, anyway," Kent said. He got down from the bed and sat on the floor next to Neal. "Like your's." He took Neal's five inches in his hand. His small hand looked even smaller when holding Neal's dick. Phil joined them on the floor. He and Neal exchanged glances. They had talked about it with Danny and James and had decided they would ask. "Um, Kent, your summer league teams play in the mornings, right?" Phil sat crosslegged next to Kent because he wanted to watch his reaction. "Yeah," Kent said, lazily playing with the big dick in his hand. "So, we were wondering. How would you like to join our team?" Phil asked. "Your team," Kent looked up. "I can't. I'm only nine. Your team is 11 to 13." "No," Neal said, sitting up. "Not that one. See, we have another team. After games and practice we get together..." "It's sort of like this," Phil said. "I mean, like right now. You know, we sit around, naked, and we sort of... play with dicks and all." "What?" Kent stared at his brother. Playing with dicks? "It's just us guys, just friends." Phil said. "After games or practice, we go to this place out in the woods and get naked, and then we, you know, jerk off. And sometimes we suck..." "You suck dicks?" Kent could hardly believe what he was hearing. "Who? Who is this you're taking about?" "Well," Phil said, "You have to swear to me to keep it a secret. You can't tell anybody!" Kent nodded eagerly. "Some of them you know," Phil said. "You know Danny and James. There's Steve. Don't think you know him. Chap and Nick..." "Hey, I've seen them around school," Kent said. "You mean Chap and Nick get naked and suck? Wow!" "And you can come out too, if you want to," Neal offered. It was settled. Kent would join the Jerkoffs after practice the next day. Kent was in the stands during the last part of practice, and Phil waved to him as the team left for the locker room. Kent had been hard for almost the entire time he's been watching the practice. He thought all the boys on the team were good, but he paid special attention to the seven Jerkoffs Phil had told him about. Steve sure looks strong, he thought, as the teen smacked the bat into the ball. And Phil, he grinned to himself, well, Phil looks pretty great, too. He was proud of his brother. Kent was waiting near the door of the school as team members left for home. Chap and Nick grinned at him as they headed for the woods across the field. After some others had left, Phil and Neal came out. "Come on, bro," Phil grinned. "Time for the team to get together." When they got to the clearing behind the shed in the woods, the other boys were waiting. Steve had been told earlier, and he grinned at Kent. "Welcome to the Jerkoffs, kid!" Everybody stood up, waiting for Steve's cue. When he unzipped his pants, the rest of them began to strip. Phil nodded to Kent to do the same, but Kent was very aware that, at nine, he was the youngest boy there, and he became a little shy in front of all the older boys. By the time everyone else was naked, Kent was still in his white briefs, looking at all the bigger dicks around him -- every one of them hard. He was even a little embarrassed at the obvious bulge in his briefs. He stared at the circle around him. Other than Phil and Neal, he hadn't seen any boys completely naked before. Chap and Nick were grinning at him, and Kent was happy to see that he wasn't the only guy with no hair around his dick. He looked Danny and James over with interest, their lean bodies accenting the fullness of their hard cocks. But when Kent looked at Steve he saw what Phil had already told him was true. Steve was the real athlete of the team. Taller and stronger, his wide shoulders and defined chest made him look older than the thirteen-year-old he was. Kent stared at his cock. It wasn't as big as Neal's, but it was surrounded by more hair than Kent had ever imagined a cock could have. "You...you're beautiful." Steve's whisper broke the silence. Phil nodded at Kent to pull his briefs off, and Kent felt very nervous. His hands were shaking. He would be the smallest one there. His waistband caught for a moment on his hard little dick, and when Kent pulled his briefs all the way down, his two-and-a-half inches sprang up. "Cool!" Nick was the first to speak. "Kent..." Steve paused, then he sat down on the ground and looked over to the newcomer. "Could you... would you come over here and sit with me, please?" Phil exchanged a look with Neal. Steve never asked anything; Steve gave the instructions. He never said "please." He nodded to Kent to join the older teen, and the others settled down in a rough circle. Neal and Phil sat together and reached for each other's dicks. Phil kept his eye on his brother, though. Steve was sitting with his legs crossed, and he arranged Kent on one thigh, with his arm around the young boy. "I like... your dick, Kent. Can I play with it?" Steve's voice was still quiet. "You can play with mine if you want." Kent reached down for Steve's hard four inches, but Steve's eyes were on Kent's smooth chest and belly. He looked down to Kent's dick. He held the little dick in his hand as though he were holding a gemstone. As he started to stroke it slowly, Kent leaned his head into the teen's shoulder. "I think they're getting along okay," Neal grinned. "But, damn, Steve is sure... different." With that observation Neal spread his legs as Phil took his big five inches into his mouth, then turned his body so the two could 69 for a while. Neal had begun to rub his hands all over Phil's ass when they did 69, and Phil sure liked that. As they were arranging themselves, Phil glanced over at Danny and James. They were kissing, their arms around each other, their bodies pressed closely together. For a while the only sounds in the woods were the heavy breathing of eight boys involved in each other's bodies and the wet sounds made by their sucks and kisses. Nick's moans grew louder as his time approached. Chap sucked greedily on the hairless three-and-a-half inch dick in his mouth. Nick's chubby belly bounced as he shoved his groin at Chap, and soon his cries told the rest of the team Nick's dry cum was a very good one. Phil and Neal moved again, with Neal's face pressed into Phil's crotch. Phil was sitting, watching his best friend's whispy blond hair brush against his own sparse pubes as Neal worked on his cock. He ran his hands through the soft hair. He saw that Danny and James were involved in 69 now, and Chap had wandered over to them to watch. Chap ran his hand over James' back and then over his chest. Phil started when he felt Neal's hand under him. He was used to Neal putting a hand on his butt to pull him closer, but this time his fingers were separating his crack. And then Phil felt a finger on his butthole. He moaned with the new and unfamiliar sensation that made his dick flex in Neal's mouth. Neal's finger began to circle his hole as his mouth suctioned Phil's cock harder. As Neal sucked, his finger circled, then pressed, his hole. Phil knew he was about to cum, and the finger at his rear only made his need to cum more urgent. Neal continued to suck very slowly, and his finger pressed Phil's hole open slightly. Phil was surprised when he realized the high whine he was hearing was his own. Then he didn't care. He grunted loudly with his first shot, and he filled Neal's mouth as his cock throbbed with his orgasm. Neal finally released his cock, but he left his head on Phil's leg, licking now and then as Phil recovered. When Phil heard his brother's voice, he looked over at Steve and Kent. Steve had been sucking one of Kent's almost-invisible nipples while stroking his dick. The teen sat up and kissed Kent on the neck, and the boy sighed with pleasure. Steve whispered something into Kent's ear. The little boy's groin began to buck in Steve's hand. Kent made little panting grunts as his dry cum began, and Steve encouraged him with kisses on his cheek. The teen and the nine-year-old lay back on the ground. Nick moved to sit next to them and reached for Steve's hard cock. Nick loved the amount of precum Steve always got there, and he moved it around with his finger. Steve smiled. He placed his arm under Kent, and Kent snuggled in close to his side, watching Nick. "I've seen you at school," Nick said to Kent. "I didn't know you were Phil's brother." "Yeah," Kent said dreamily, still recovering from his dry cum. "You're lucky -- nice brother, I mean," Nick said. "So, you guys do it a lot?" Kent grinned. "Yeah." "Lucky," Nick muttered again as he leaned in to lick at the precum. Phil and Neal were in each other's arms, close in a way they had never been in front of the others before. "What were you doing to my ass?" Phil asked him quietly. Neal ignored his question and asked Phil one of his own. "They" -- nodding toward Steve and Kent -- "really get along, don't they?" "What is it with Steve?" Phil wondered. "He never asks anything. It's almost like he's a different guy." "I think he really likes your brother," Neal said. "I've never seen him act like that before. Look at them." Nick was now sucking the teen's hard wet cock, but Steve had his arms around Kent. They were kissing, slowly. Phil knew that Kent really liked to be kissed like that. He could see his brother's hands holding the teen tightly. After a moment, Phil asked his question again. "So, what were you doing to my ass?" "Did you like it?" Neal grinned. Phil nodded. "Felt kind of wierd, but, yeah, I liked it. But somebody else could have seen." "No," Neal said. "I kept my hand underneath. Nobody could see. Maybe... could you do that to me sometimes? I mean, I do it at home, when I jerk off, and it's so hot!" "Yeah, sure," Phil said. Would he finger his friend's... asshole? Well, sure he could. If Neal could do it, so could he. Chap started giggling so loudly everyone had to look. Danny was kissing Chap's belly with loud wet kisses, moving closer and closer to the boy's crotch. Danny would kiss, then blow a raspberry, and Chap was swatting him with his hands to get him to stop. James covered the younger boy's chest with his face so Chap couldn't reach Danny. The giggles increased as James started the kiss/raspberry routine on Chap's chest and moved up to his smooth underarms. "Noooooooo... nooooooooooo... stopstopstop..." Chap was running out of breath to protest. Knowing when enough of a good thing was enough, Danny stopped the kisses and slipped Chap's little dick into his mouth. James moved closer and held his hard cock to the boy's lips, offering it, not insisting. Chap opened his mouth and sucked the cockhead several times larger than his friend Nick's. Neal licked his lips. The sight of cocks being sucked turned him on. He sat up. "I love you, Phil," he whispered. "But there's a dick over there that needs to be sucked." He grinned. He moved over to where Steve, Kent, and Nick were lying. He started to move Nick around, and the boy thought Neal wanted Steve's cock, too. But Neal spread Nick's legs open and lay his head on the soft, chubby thighs and licked at Nick's little dick. Nick sighed and returned to licking Steve's cockhead. Phil grinned as he watched his best friend sucking Nick. The two boys, Neal and Nick were the same age, eleven, though months apart. And they looked so different. Neal was slim, and Nick was chubby. Neal had a smooth, almost flat chest, and Nick had larger nipples atop the babyfat he still carried. But the biggest difference was what was in Neal's mouth. Nick was three-and-a-half inches. Neal was just over five inches. It was amazing. Phil could see Neal's hard dick bobbing around between his legs as he worked on the smaller dick in his mouth. And, while Nick loved to play with the team, Neal was ready to suck anybody at a moment's notice. Neal loved cock. It seemed he couldn't get enough of it sometimes. Phil remembered times when they had spent the night together and Neal would suck him four or five times -- even when Phil's cock was so sore he could hardly stand it. Neal would be careful; he would handle Phil's dick with gentleness. But he told Phil he loved him and needed his cock. Phil was only too happy to give the boy he loved what he wanted. And Neal could always coax a cum from him, even if it were weak and watery. Neal, Phil had decided, was a born cocksucker. And I, Phil had decided, am one hell of a lucky guy. Later that night Kent and Phil were in their beds, talking quietly about the afternoon. Kent had said over and over again how glad he was that Phil had asked him to join the team. Finally, Phil got up and walked over to Kent's bed. "I'm glad, too, little bro." He lay down beside Kent as Kent scooted over to make room for him. "So, you like Steve, huh? You spent most of your time with him." "Yeah. I mean, he sort of wanted me to," Kent said. They were silent a moment. "So, what was it that Steve whispered in your ear that time?" The question had been bugging Phil all night. "Um... He just said that he liked me a lot." Kent slid down to play with his big brother's balls. "I think he does like you a lot. You like him?" Phil lay back and crossed his arms behind his head. There wasn't any answer for a little bit as Kent rolled Phil's balls around. Then Kent sat up. "That's not what he said to me, Phil." "What do you mean? What did he say?" Phil asked. "He told me... he said that he loved me." Kent looked a little embarrassed. "Why did he say that, Phil? I mean, he doesn't even know me. I never even met him until today." Phil reached one arm out to rub his little brother's arm. "I don't know why he said it. But he sure was different with you than he's been with anybody else. Asking what you wanted and if things were okay and all." Phil waited a minute. "You didn't tell me -- do you like him?" "Yeah," Kent said. "I like him. He's nice. Boy, he sure gave me a big load of cum in my mouth -- did you see him cum?" "No, missed that," Phil grinned. "But you're right. He shoots a real load." "And he holds me nice. I guess I like him. I mean, yeah, I like him, Phil. But how can he love me when he just met me?" Kent shrugged, dismissing what he thought was unlikely, and lay to one side of Phil, his arm draped over Phil's chest. "Anyway," Kent said, "you're my big brother." He pressed his face into his brother's side and was soon asleep. Phil lay there thinking for a while. First, there was Neal to think about. Neal liked something new, the butthole thing. Well, that would be okay. He really loved Neal. He'd become more certain of that. Danny and James had said the two of them were boyfriends. Phil smiled. So, he and Neal were boyfriends, too. Then, there was Steve and his little brother. What was that all about? Steve was into girls, no quesiton about that. He was always talking about boobs and pussy. And fucking. Phil suddenly remembered Steve poised over Nick's soft round ass one afternoon. Phil had thought he was going to try to fuck the boy, but Steve had said he was just going to cum between his chubby thighs. Fuck. Phil was wide awake now. Is that what the butthole stuff with Neal is all about, he wondered? Of course it is! Does Neal want to fuck? And Steve? Steve, so much bigger than Kent... Love him? Does Steve want to fuck Kent? Thinking of all this hardened his dick, and he absently reached for it, stroking it lightly. But the pleasure he was giving his cock didn't quiet all the questions in his mind. He gently moved Kent aside and reached with his other hand down between his spread legs and found his butthole, circling it as he stroked his cock. He went slowly. His finger pressed hard enough once that it actually opened up his butthole a little. Then he came, and his cock, which had been sore from the afternoon, was sore again. He brought his hands away from himself. He could reach Kent's butt, and he got his finger in until he could feel his brother's little hole. He just held his finger there for a little bit, then he withdrew it. It was a long time before he went to sleep.