The Travis Theory Original Posted Sept 5 2010 By Remmy Meggs
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The Travis Theory By Remmy Meggs
CH10
I woke up hearing an old Nickelback song from like 2009 or 2010 but it was really old. "Gotta Be Somebody" I think it was called. It was a great song
I guess back then. What actually woke me was Travis dancing on the bed while listening to MTV. Naked as a Corelian Vagbush dog from Alpha Centauri or something, just shaking his bubble butt all over as if he was an expert dancer. I pulled the quilt over my head.
He must have seen me move because he pulled the covers off and sat on top of my you-know-what. I tried to hide my eyes. "You have a boner." He announced.
"So?" I asked.
"So we should do something with it. Can't waste it you know." He giggled.
"What time is it?"
"Five-thirty AM, and Mac and Becky are down in the weight room while I am waiting for you to wake up. Come on let's take a shower and I can fix that stiffy, because if you have a stiffy you have a hot bottom." He strongly suggested.
"I thought this was vacation. Let me sleep an hour." I said from under my hands.
He reached over me then I heard him open the lid to the lotion. He stood up and poured it on my wiener, and then he sat back on it. "What are you doing I asked?"
"Exercises." He giggled.
I moved my hands and looked down to what he was sitting on. He had my stiffy between his hot little butt cheeks rubbing it up and down like train wheels. "That's cute but it won't work." I whimpered.
"It's throbbing under me and you are just a whinny little boss so it must be working somewhat." He grinned, and then his face became serious, "Actually this feels good. It tickles my behind a lot. It tickles you too, you are breathing harder. I can feel it rubbing back and forth. Imagine if I were inside you going in and out. Just like this but you would be wrapped all around it in a hot... What are you doing?" He asked.
"I am holding your legs and controlling how you move." I whimpered trying to get it to feel the best I could.
He slapped my hands away, "No way! If you are on top of me, you can boss. But if I am on top wiggling, all over, I am boss and I will always be the boss. So you just have to wait and tickle! That will teach you let me be boss all the time! You have to let me take care of us." He proclaimed.
I didn't hear all of it. He was sliding back and forth over my little stiffy making me push up into him grinding his little bum and peaches. I could see his little boner getting red and time went on. It was cute. Then he stopped suddenly, his face was precious, as if he did not plan on the new feeling. I could feel him pressing down harder. My boner started jumping and that feeling that started from my toes and worked its way up to my chest started. I know I screamed and held on to his legs tight and I bucked in the air over and over again while he was whimpering loudly going "Oh my Gosh oh my gosh!" as he held onto my arms so I would not buck him off the bed and me.
My body went stiff up in the air. He leaned over some and squirmed and wiggled a little, and whimpered, "That was fun, but you have to get a shower and get ready, then I will give you want you want."
"You will have to take another shower too or you will have oil leaking down your shorts." I grinned as he kissed my face all over.
"I guess, but when am I going to get to put my big thing in you?" He asked.
"No matter what Mac believes, I really don't think it's big enough yet. Travis you have a sweet loveable weiner. I know you have boner bigger than I do but it is still small. We can try though. I just don't want you upset and me and start getting mad and hurt me by saying things I can't help." I explained.
As my bum settled in the bed he sat upright wiggling on my tender boner, but in a pleasing way, "Well Mac says that if I am going to be a... erm... top for you, you will have to start soon." He said as he slipped off the bed and me "And since that is what I want, and you want it with me, we should try all the time. I can at least put my finger in you and get you used to it so when we are ready it will feel good to both of us." He explained.
I got off the bed and head to the bathroom, "You know I saw David and Tristan having sex. I don't know if Tristan actually had it in David, but David said that's what he likes the most." I explained.
"I guess I you are a lot like David. You are just not as wimpy and girly as he is." Travis grinned as he set the water temperature in the shower, "And I don't go around looking at every boy that comes by."
I blushed and he looked at me, "What?" He asked. "Are you looking at other boys?" He demanded to know.
"No! You are more than enough to handle?" I raised my voice, upset that he would ask me something like that.
He sighed, "I was afraid of that. Mac said you might start doing that. Are you going to get in? Or do I have to be the boss all the time?"
He did not lose his temper, but I guess he was ready for that. I took a deep breath, "I want you to be the boss all the time, and you just get so horny before I get a chance to." I explained. And you break all the rules we agreed on.
I stepped into the shower, still with my raging hard on as he soaped his hair, "You are always horny." He said looking down between my legs. He stood on his toes and rubbed the heads of our little boners together and announced they liked to kiss a lot, "If we do it in the mornings at least you can get through breakfast without a complete boner that everyone including the waiter sees. If you do, at least I will know it's because of me and not someone else."
"I don't want to do it with anyone else Travis, just you. Why are you being mean to me? After holding my butt in your hands the few times we have done something I don't think I could do it with anyone else."
"I have to be the first boy inside you Mac says. I have to make you mine so you won't think of anyone but me?" He frowned.
"I am yours!" I reminded him.
He frowned and push his body against me, "Yes, but that does not mean I like the idea of others looking at you. Besides I think I am a little jealous after the Sam thing, I worry."
Well he had a point there, but I was still too horny to think about it and then he picked me up and put me against the wall pushing his oiled dick against my body, he smiled "Now you are going to get it just because you are confusing me."
I know my stiffy wanted more, and there was still enough oil on us to do something. When he started grinding between my legs, his body rubbed against me and I could feel his love tickling my bum wanting into that boy pussy, more than excited to get attention, he wrapped his arms around my neck and put my head on his shoulder pushing that cuteness of his against my body, ready and willing to let wiggle and squirm us into ecstasy.
The water beat down lightly against our skin and I ground his boyhood between my legs. His body pumped against my red top touching and kissing and hugging as much as he could. That was not easy when you can imagine he was wiggling all over. The only control I had at all was by holding his dark little love wiener tight between my legs kneading and wiggling my love boy, a boy I now could not do without.
He started bouncing up and down rubbing against me until his body became stiff and he pressed against me hard and my own body tensed and I grabbed him as tight as I could has we had our love orgasm together. After several minutes passed he looked up at me, "I knew you always wanted me to be the boss."
I grinned and kissed his lips, "You just had to give me the chance to get used to it."
Saturday came all too soon. The schedule was so tight the rest of the week, when we arrived back at the hotel we were exhausted. The mornings came and we were waking up late, with Travis in an uproar about missing breakfast and getting to the next destination. Saturday he had me dress in my underwear, short-shorts, cargo pants and the tank top, and I actually had to wear regular shoes and socks.
I have to admit I looked pretty good the way he had me dress but nothing could have looked cuter than Travis did. We even combed our hair. Since there was no regular bus, to the coliseum Mac Drove us to the Karate tournament.
His new girlfriend was blabbering the whole time asking want little boys did at nights in a hotel. She had never been to a Karate tournament, except what she saw on some old Karate movie. I had not either but I kept my mouth shut, mostly because Travis had his hand under my shorts, rubbing my behind his fingers making my little virgin hole wiggle and squirm. Not once did I try to stop him, but he did lean over and tell me, "I knew you would be horny all day."
There were so many cars we had to park in a pay lot several blocks away where luckily the cargo pants hid my boner. Travis planned this out well. I took a chance a groped him, and sure enough he had a hot boner, probably form me playing with his bum for forty-five minutes during the trip. When I did that of course, Travis announced loudly "Stevie is a horn dog!"
That made me turn red but I countered it attacking Mac, "Mac is a bigger horn dog, right Becky?"
Mac, red with embarrassment turned and looked at me, "Butt hole."
That did not stop Becky, "Well I am sure since he is much older than just little boys, he has to be a horn dog."
Okay fair enough. I knew that Mac had to be a bigger horn dog than I was. He had big balls that hung half way to his knees... I think, and a dick to match it. What confused me is how he bent it enough to get it into a pussy in the first place. I knew Travis' and mine would not bend that much, but I suppose once you get big enough it cannot stand upright because of the weight. Now that was something I could explain to Travis that me just might understand... unless he knew something I did not know, which was more than likely.
Travis groped me, "Ya, you're a horn dog, what girls were you looking at this time?" He giggled.
We got to the building and Mac used a credit card to pay for the tickets. Sunday would be the final matches but today was a show off day. From first-degree black belts all the way to the masters we would see demonstrations that would boggle the mind, and some of them would make movie Karate something to laugh at.
I saw real swords, daggers, little knives, stars, numb chucks, and a whole list of weapons I did not even know the names of. I saw old, way old masters in the halls, some speaking several languages. These people were from all over the world.
Mac spoke with several people even an old master. He introduced us to everyone. Then I saw Mr. Perrin, the owner of our Dojo smiling with a group and talking. He saw us and smiled and motioned for us to join them. More introductions, then he tickled me, then Travis. He introduced us as the terrible duo that beat each other up more than we practiced, which of course made everyone laugh, except Mac of course. I had the feeling we embarrassed Mac a lot, even though he was proud of us in other ways.
Mr. Perrin told us of things we needed to go see, and invited us to a private party at 4:00 pm during the intermission. We were to be prepared to eat a feast fit for kings and be on our best behavior or else. Then he leaned down between Travis and I, and told us to not to fight or be playing with each other during the festivities. Well I did not get the meaning of that, but it seems Travis did. He turned red. Then it dawned on me that everyone knew we were having sex, or at least thought we were. We went off with Mac and Becky followed by another couple of students from the school who talked more than Mac and Travis did. We stopped here, there and everywhere Mr. Perrin and talked about, seeing things I could not believe with my own eyes. I saw a fifth-degree black belt jump over a double row of thirty people break a board, then came down from the air and broke another three before hitting the ground.
I saw another two guys fight in the air, just as you see in the movies, but it was not slow motion. They were not trying to hurt each other. But the amazing part is they turned in midair kicking and landed on the ground on both feet, ready to fight again.
Then we saw some of the masters doing things I cannot even begin to explain, fighting in the middle of fire, breaking things that were unbreakable in midair. One man broke several boards in the air, blocks of ice, a bunch of bricks. Fought three other men, and then landed facing his opponents and each one fell to the ground, hurt but not ruined.
They had demonstrations asking for volunteers to hit some of the black belts without being hit back to show the strength training of the men -- and women involved. We were all impressed, except for Mac who had been to a lot of these and been a participant himself.
Over all the people there were courteous and friendly. But there was one instance that I thought a fight would break out. The two boys behind us were about fourteen, and they were having a great time as well as the rest of us. They were both in white gi's and were black belts. Then big guy who was also a black belt maneuvered through Travis and I, then purpose knocked the two black belts to the floor.
Mac reacted instantly. The big guy doubled over and came back up with Mac twisting the guys arm. I distinctly heard Mac say, "Apologize to the boys, or you will not be in the finals tomorrow, and from now on be courteous and gentle with everyone." Then Mac's face reddened, "What is your dojo?"
First, the guy apologized to Mark and Donny. Mac looked at us, "You five stay together, we are going over and talk to his teacher, stay put and watch the demonstrations, and I will not be long." Mac walked away with the big black belt, and I mean he was a head taller than Mac.
Donny's eyes were like saucers, "Did you see that? Shit, I'll never lip off to Mac again!"
Travis looked at me, "Now that was scary, I never saw him do anything like that before!"
Mark and Donny came over to Becky Travis and I and we talked about what had just happened. Mark told us the big guy was a third degree black belt, and Mark and Donny had beaten several of his students during the week. "Sort of like the Karate Kid, just bad news, just not as bad as the movie." Mark explained.
We saw several demonstrations throughout the day. We even forgot to eat lunch, so when Mac announced we had to go to the party we followed him and were more than just hungry, we were famished. Mark and Donny ran in front and opened the doors. When they did, we stepped forward.
We were greeted with "HAPPY BIRTHDAY STEVIE!"
Mom, dad, most the boys from the class, the boys, and girls from the dojo, parents, brothers, and sisters were there. I was embarrassed but happy no one forgot me, although I did not expect this. This party had been planned for three months, but it was only recently that they had decided on where to actually have it.
I was completely fooled, and on Sunday and Monday, we were all taking a bus to Universal Studios Hollywood, my favorite place on earth with 165 rides and over 100 that I wanted to go on. Three buses actually to carry everyone. I tried not to cry happy tears hugging my parents. Mr. Perrin, and everyone else that was involved, setting something this big up with so many people. Of course, the departure time was 7 am after breakfast, and the return on both nights was almost 1 am, but it would be worth it, even if we all slept through class the rest of the week.
The cake and soda, ice cream and all the goodies you could have at a party were there, with several huge cakes. Mr. Perrin stood up and thanked everyone on my behalf. He talked about me, and the mischief I seemed to get into with my counterparts, Travis, Tristan, and Justin. He talked about the hard work each and every adult put forth to make this a memorable occasion, then announced if anyone wanted to have a party in Florida, New York, Seattle,
Jamaica or the Caribbean he was up for it..." This made everyone laugh. Dad and mom had private words for me and many of the other parents did as well.
However, in the back of my mind I wondered how many of the other kids my age would have anything close to a birthday party like this one. Before I got a chance to get sad about it, Mac told everyone I had to run the spanking gauntlet, which was the custom at the school.
I was not ready for that, and then I realized why Travis had me wear the yellow shorts-shorts, underwear and cargo pants, protection! Regardless I think everyone had a good time at the party. Except for the Karate people, everyone else had arrived, just a couple of hours before the party, by buses from Phoenix.
The spanking line definitely got my mind off sex and whoever says spankings make them horny are really strange. Travis of course ate fruit and juice, and forced some of it on me, but even that was great with whip cream on it.
Mr. Perrin handed out pretty nice gifts to all the kids, and the adult karate people that were there chipped in and made sure mom and dad did not have to worry about anything except me. Travis' mom and dad were beaming that Travis did not break down and tell on everyone. He then explained how hard it was not to tell me when I remembered I would not be with my friends. "I thought he was going to cry, the poor baby. He had never had a party away from his classmates. I got him thinking about other things." At that point, Mac started laughing. Travis ignored him, "After that, we sailed through the rest of the week."
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