Date: Mon, 10 Nov 2014 19:50:46 +0100 From: dickydoo2@gmx.com Subject: Tosser 2 TOSSER 2 Dinkin' Donuts Tongue Twister Cumm Catchin' ...Tosser, yes Tosser. Boy it was every hour or so that memories of Skip gave me pleasure, till I finally started drifting off, Skip, AKA Tosser, now in my hand, on my stomach, and on my mind.... ...my eyes snapped open...it was morning...a... flash... of... of Skip! Yeah, that's who. How could I forget? A flash of his first spurt... yes! My dick reacted faster than my fist. I enjoyed his first cumm, then a virtual second time in bed last night, and was about to fantasize on it for a third time but as I started to wrap my fist around my throbbing hardwear, I remembered I wanted to save it up for a big one with Skip this aft. Damn! So I got up, ignoring my unattended dick, and had a shower, grabbed some chow then started to wait for the paper...well more like... the paper-boy. Going out onto the porch, I plopped down on our hanging bench and rocked back and forth as my dick sought attention, pulsing in my shorts, know what I mean? Then, bingo! I got a great idea and rushed upstairs. I rooted around and found an old T shirt that went down to the middle of my thighs that had a motto of some candy, `Try it -you'll - like it" then stripped releasing my friendly giant... well, at least my friend... slipped it on and hiked on down to the kitchen, boner happily swinging underneath. Checking the cupboards, I found what would work, a doughnut! Yes! Good thing I wasn't huge and it looked like my hardon would fit through the hole, so I put it over my dick so just the bared knob showed in the hole and chuckled. After grabbing a couple cokes, I headed back out to the porch again, plunked myself down on the hanging bench, pulled my shirt back up over my boner and onto my pubes and waited for Tosser, very bonerfied. I couldn't help but laugh as I stared down it and made it blip. It looked like a red headed, one eyed snake with a honey dipped dough collar, snapping his head up, looking for a friend, or more so, some action. Soon Skip appeared coming down the street, pedaling that cute little ass of his off, paper ready to toss, then saw my face above the flower box, holding my hand up with a coke in it, and he slammed the brakes on, skidding to a stop. I dropped my shirt back down over my dressed up snake as he bumped the kickstand. Up the stairs, two at a time, grinning like a 25 cent whore when he saw my smile, he grabbed the coke I was holding up, flopped down beside me, opened it and bumped my coke in salute and started rocking. He took a swig, paused as he put the picture together, frowned, then leaned forward and looked back and read the shirt out loud, "Try it! You'll like it! That's cool!" "You hungry? "I was born hungry!" he replied as he rubbed his stomach. "Well I made you some breakfast. I don't know if you'll like it or not, it's something I threw together at the last minute, but it fits the shirt's motto. I've been keeping it warm underneath for you" Looking confused, he thought a moment then pulled my shirt up and was shocked, completely stunned, dropping my shirt down behind my boner and onto my pubes. His jaw dropped as he sbsorbed what he was looking at, then glanced up at me, and broke up, curling over as he laughed and I joined him. When he caught his breath, he choked out, "Ho...holy shit! A cock filled donut with a cream center!" and we both doubled over again. He spread his knees and banged the side of his fist on his quick tent, "This is your fault now", then he looked at me trying to keep a straight face, "If I finish my breakfast, do I get to taste the cream center?" "You bet, as long as you are willing to share" Nodding, he stood, looked up and down the street over the flower box on the railing that came up above his waist, dropped his shorts, stepped out of them, pushed his boner down with his thumb and let it snap back up. I nodded back with that satisfying, `great! nice one!' look on my face and he waved me up. I stood and he knelt down before me and circled my shaft below the donut with this thumb and forefinger. He licked his lips as he grasped my nuts in his other hand and took a small bite out of the side of the donut, giggling as he ate it because his nose rubbed my bared knob. Of course now before he took his next bite, he ran his nose up and down on my tender knob a couple times and was a careful to just bite the side again, not all the way through, but after the fourth one the donut fell off. He caught it with his other hand and proceeded to eat it as he changed the grip of the other. Since he was on his knees, he wrapped his fingers over the top, his thumb now under my knob and slowly pulled on it, his face about a 6" away. Licking his lips, he grinned as he looked up at me, "I liked the taste yesterday, so I want to empty the cream filling for that same good treat!" As he started to seriously started thrash on it, I looked out over the flowers and chuckled to myself. If that railing wasn't there, wouldn't the neighbors be shocked to see the paperboy's bare ass sitting on his heels as he pumped the pecker of a customer standing in just a T shirt too. Jeez, I sure built up quick, glad now that I hadn't tossed earlier as I started to squirm and bend down. I couldn't help but put my hand on Skip's head who must have realized I was ready, and he moved in closer and opened his mouth. Shit, I fired a doozy, but since my cock was wobbling as he tossed, some of the first big shot went in his mouth, then more around on his face. He stared at the offending knob as he pumped out a couple dribbles then squeezed the dregs out the pucker. We both broke out laughing when he looked up at me, licking his lips, my fresh cumm dripping off his nose and chin, "Boy, that was the best breakfast treat I've ever had! Fresh, warm and really tasty" and stood, rubbing his hand over his stomach, his boner madly blipping away. My turn at the spout. I sure loved his dick as I sat back down on the edge of the bench and leaned forward as he put his hands on his hips and jutted them forward, presenting his breakfast to me. I went to work and he sure was quick too as it only took about four hard pulls before he suddenly put both hands on my head, bent his knees, jerked his hips and dropped his head. I quickly moved in closer, about four inches, and held his cock steady. That swollen knob I love so much spit a narrow spear of fresh boycum directly into my throat. It wasn't as much as mine was, but it sure satisfied me and, by the intense shimmy/shake/squirt he had, it did it for him too. He dropped his hands down, moved over and plunked down beside me and looked over, breathing deep and smiling contentedly. Then he slumped back, knees spread and picked up my leaking, melted dick and grinned up at me. I reached over and lifted his as he lickied his lips, "That's the best breakfast I've ever had! I love you cock cream, especially when it so fresh and still warm!" then he looked down a little sheepishly, "I... I thought about your cream and your dick each time I tossed last night" He looked relieved when I replied, "Really? Me too! I could almost feel yours when I tossed my own!" He got excited, "You know, when I got home yesterday I tossed off again. It's just so great! But you were right, I didn't squirt very much, but it was still awesome. Then before supper a little, but then waited till bedtime, a pretty good one then. This morning I did it too, and was big, but then that's why this one wasn't so big, but shoot, when you toss me, it's twice as good anyways! I see those stars. Guess you're a great Tosser too!" I grinned as he looked at his cellphone, "Oh darn, I better get going. It's a good thing I started earlier today, this snack on my work break was so tasty and worth the stop" He quickly pulled his shorts on while I stood, and my shirt dropped all the way, no bone to catch it on. Turning to me, he held his fist out and I knuckled it, "Still on for this afternoon?" "Even more so now, Tosser. I can always use a helping hand!" "Kewl! Have some things to do, so maybe `bout 4?" He giggled and I watched his cute ass grind away in those tight shorts, as he bound down the steps two at a time, jumped on his bike, waved and peddled that tight little ass away. Boy, I felt so good! I had been looking forward to some good tossing this aft, but this had been a real bonus, a boner bonus, and I was even more excited about some poolside hanky panky, or should I say, some sticky dicky? I had made some sandwiches and put them on the patio table, along with cookies, cokes and two donuts. I knew how much he could pack away what with his route and all. Then I lay back on the chaise, naked, waiting for him and kept checking the time till finally, I heard his wheels squeal to a stop out front, so I slapped my dick a few times, making it good and hard and pulled the skin back, just as he came through the side gate. His brow raised when he saw it, and I made it blip, "Jeez, I knew you were close because he jumped up and took his hoody off and looked for you!" He laughed as he banged his crotch, and started taking his shorts down, "Mine too, he started to get up when I got on your street, and he's happy to see his new friend now! And he blipped his as he stepped out of his shorts and pulled off his shirt. When he spied the food, he grinned, "Wow the works! I'm starved" and headed over to the table and naturally grabbed the donuts and came back, "Guess we should dress when we eat. Here you dress me and I'll dress you" He stayed lying on the chaise so stood beside me and handed me a donut. I sat up, his knob in front of my face, put my finger on his shaft a little above the base and bent it down, then slid the donut over his knob. Some of the honey coating rubbed off on it so it was shiny now, and looked really really tasty. Then he swung his leg over mine and sat down on my thighs, his nuts squashed between them and a few inches away from mine. He lifted mine upright with a finger, then slid it down and it gave my bared knob a shine too. "Boy that looks good enough to...eat" and we both became silent for a moment, not sure what the other was thinking, and he seemed a little embarrassed so quickly continued, "so let's get some grub now that we're dressed properly" We stood at the table and banged back a couple sandwiches as we went semi and when he went for a coke, I said, "Hey we gotta have desert first" and I knelt down before him and he made the donut blip to full mast. I banged my nose on his shiny knob as I chewed it off like he had done to me and when I finished, I bent his boner down, "Oops, I missed some honey" and dragged my tongue up the underside of his knob and he doubled over and grabbed my head. Looking up, I kinda pouted, "Did I hurt you?" "Ohh... no... no no, it was just kinda weird, different but maybe good weird" and shrugged, "you... you sure you didn't miss any?" "Jeez, better check" and I gave it a couple licks, making him grab my head, "that better?" and his eyes were half closed as he nodded. We changed places and he did me like this morning, except he did the honey lick a couple times on my tender dickhead too. And I flinched too. He stood up in front of me, "Want me to toss you now?" I reached down and pulled his boner slowly, "I got to thinking. You know when we have boners, it feels good and we're really excited, I've heard it called `horny' and when we toss it feels good, right?" He had been doing a three finger stroke as he listened closely and he nodded, "but then after you kinda loose interest, just like our dicks, they just lay back down. Right?" "Yeah, now that you mention it, I know what you mean. Like this morning, after we tossed, I just wanted to get back at my papers, but then on the way over I was really `horny' as you call it, all boned up" "Right, so let's stay boned and horny for a while, I love the feel of your naked body and your cock, especially when it's hard. Let's start with the tub to relax" "Oh, you are so right. All day I thought about your hard cock, so let me look at it and feel it for an hour...or two!" "Deal!" I said and reached down and shook his boner and he grinned and shook mine back. Boy we were really happy as I took his hand and lead him to the hot tub, turned the jets on and slid in. It was great! Our naked sides always touching, and would feel each other up, I'd spike his hair and laugh, or he would look at me warmly as he ran the back of his hand down my cheek. We found out a lot about each other, especially the boys we liked and what little sex we had had. After a while we got out, laughing at our shriveled cocks and Skip said, "I like your tan, can we lay down a while, maybe work on mine?" I nodded, as he continued, "I assume we can still stay naked, I've never done that before, even by myself let alone someone else" and giggled, "and no tan lines!" "Sure, I'll get some suntan lotion," and went in and brought some out along with a large blanket. Better than two towels... He lay on his stomach and put his head down sideways on his clasped fingers, eyes closed, quite content. I knelt in front of him, straddling his head and started on his arms, thin but muscular from the biking and tossing, well the paper tossing so far that is. Onto his shoulders, and when I leaned further down to the small of his back, my balls lay on his cheek and he opened his eyes and moaned comfortably, and giggled as he moved his cheek up and down against them. Next, I moved around behind him and had him spread his feet, then knelt down between them and there they were. His squished balls and above them the pink rose in his butt. I did his feet, and then worked my way up his legs, I just loved that feeling of naked flesh, especially his firm bubble cheeks and I oiled them up very carefully, and when I ran my fingers down the crack of his ass, he moaned softly and pinched his cheeks a couple times, his rose puckering. Knowing how much I like playing with my pucker, I took a chance and ran my fingertip around his and it blinked, so I pressed lightly and it relaxed, then tightened again. So I pushed it in lightly and he clamped on it. I jiggled it a bit, then back out and carried on down, pinched his cheeks again as I ran down his nutsac which seemed to contract a bit. His butt wrinkle kept pinching, so I moved back up and when I reached that button, he mumbled softly over his naked shoulder, "Oh yeah... do that some more... like this" and reached back and ran his finger around the butt muscle and moved the tip and end in slightly! So I put more oil on my finger and ran it around the ring and then pressed against it and he was almost purring as it slipped in and I could feel it tighten on me and then relax. "Oh yaaa... awesome, further now... and wobble it..." Wow, this was fun, I kinda liked playing with mine but never imagined anyone else doing it. So I pushed it all the way in and wobbled it around and he gasped and moaned, "So... good... it's much better when someone... else does it..." I leaned forward and laid on his back, my legs between his, the underside of my hard cock in the crack of his ass and I rocked back and forth a couple times and whispered in his ear, "I really like you all shiny" then rolled off. I then had him roll over and his boner was hard and laying on his stomach. God I loved that thing. He looked at me and made it flip up and down a couple times and chuckled. He dropped his arms beside him, at attention and I started, loving his smooth sinewy body, hard from biking, well most of it is, like his hard abs, and tough legs. When I finished his bod, I finally reached the peak, so to say and started on his hard shaft oiling it up tenderly, his balls, then his tender knob and of course he flinched, then lifted his head slightly and looked at me with pleading eyes, "Gawd, I could toss a mean one anytime now!" "Nope, sorry Skip, I wanna keep you hot till you're boiling then you get me hot. Hotter than I am now, biotch! Aren't you loving this?" His blipping was a good reply. When I started doing his pubes, I noticed there was some kinda bristle and I asked, a little confused, "You shave your bush?" He was little sheepish, "Well, yes I didn't like it, it tickled." Now I realized why he looked so young, he was what I had read as an `early bloomer' and that was why he was so big and could squirt at this age. I mean before, that big dick was a problem for him when he boned and was a nuisance, but now... his bestest and biggest toy. Remember when you found out how to work it, it became yours too? "Ya, I know, mine does, so maybe you could shave me?" "Really, you want me to? I mean you would look cool too, the both of us! Bald Brothers!" "Okay, after you've done my oil" I finished and he looked great, so shiny and smooth, especially his cock. He then started on me, doing the same as I did to him. When he straddled my head to do my back, his hard cock slid back and forth on my cheek and it felt good and I really liked him oiling my pink rose, especially when he pushed his finger in and the feel of his long cock on my ass crack, sliding up and down it... His touch was so tender as he did my body, seeming to like it so much and it felt so good, his touch so tender, but he spent a lot of time on my cock and when he pulled the skin down to expose my knob and ran his oily palm over it, I just about doubled up. He finished and we went inside and got my mom's razor and some soap and went back out and I sat on the ledge of the Jacuzzi and he got in the water. I was surprised how we stayed hard so long, or if we did get soft, we sure popped up quick. My boner was in the way, so I held it aside as he shaved me, it didn't take long, I only had a thin fringe, but it looked better when he was done and it felt good too. We went in and grabbed a couple more cokes and my IPod with speakers and headed back out, laid side by side, our sides touching and soaked up the rays. We each were very happy, being with our new best friend. We would occasionally play with each other's dicks when they went soft, and after a bit, Skip looked over at me, "Wanna do my butt again? It felt so good. Oh... yeah I don't want it to get sunburnt" and giggled. I nodded and he rolled back on his shoulders and put his knees up beside his head and reached around and rubbed his finger on his hole, "This is the way I do it sometimes, feels good" Awesome! I oiled up and pushed my finger against it and he relaxed and it slipped in easily and he clamped on it. I remembered he liked it all the way, so I did and worked it back and forth as he moaned. "Now... do... 2 fingers... K?" I was surprised when he asked and when I pushed, he flinched a bit and tightened, then he relaxed and they slipped in and he clamped on them as he moaned and I worked it back and forth as he slowly rolled his head and continued moaning. "Can you rub your knob around on it now?" I held the skin back and put some oil on it and then held my cock down and put it against his hole and rubbed it around his tender muscle and he shivered and it felt real good on my tender knob, too, and I did it about 5 times. He looked up at me with those baby blue eyes, "Could you rub your dick on mine now... it feels good..." I bent down and put my hand beside his shoulders and dropped my hips down till the undersides of our boners touched and I rocked back and forth, rubbing them together as he wrapped his legs around my back. Wow! I looked down at those baby blue eyes and I wanted to kiss him so bad, I couldn't believe it. But I dropped my head down beside his and we breathed heavily in each other's ears as I continued rocking back and forth on him. I was in heaven. I felt my load suddenly building up, so I rose up, "I think my I got a load built up, wanna whack me off?" "Oh ya, I think I'm ready to now too! If not I sure wanna try! " I rolled over on my back and he dropped his legs and rolled over on his side, leaned up on his elbow and started jerking me. It didn't take long, as I started to squirm and dig my heels in and Skip laid his head down on my stomach a few inches away from my knob, opening his mouth. He pumped me hard and fast as my load quickly rose and I fired a really good load and squirted a couple more. He lifted his head and turned to me grinning. His face covered in cum and fresh cum was running out his lips down his chin! "Man I love this stuff!" he said and swallowed, wiped some off his chin and then squeezed up the shaft forcing the last out, then pulled down on the shaft, rolling the skin off my knob and then licked the wad off that he had squeezed up, then put his lips around my knob and gave it a quick suck! Boy that felt good! He giggled as he licked his lips and wiped his chin chuckling, "I just can't get enough! Tasty when it's fresh too! Now finally, TOSS ME OFF!" He was so excited and laid back down, his hard cock blipping up in anticipation, and I rolled over on my side and put my head on his stomach and wrapped my fist around the shaft of that thing I had become to like most, and slowly, at first, started stroking it, admiring the large tapered knob inches from my face. I could feel his stomach rising and falling under my cheek as his breathing increased. I had been thinking about it and decided to do it so I moved in and ran the cocktip over my face, and I could feel him flinch and moan louder as I traced it around my chin, up my cheek, over my forehead, down my nose and then stuck out my tongue and dragged the tip over it. He yelped and I could feel him rise up slightly and put his hand on my head. Then I licked it again and started pumping harder and faster as he dropped back and started writhing a bit, his hips starting to jerk and when his hips rose, he squeezed his cheeks, put his hand back on my head so I quickly opened my mouth. A streamer of his fresh warm boyjack burst down my tongue then he froze firing another stringer so I clamped my lips over the knob and could feel a couple smaller wads scoot down my tongue, so I sucked a bit more, then squeezed up it, sucking the last dregs and swallowed, and pulled off. Wow it tasted good! He took his hand of my head and collapsed back and I turned and looked at him, licking my lips, grinning, "Shit Skip, you're really tasty! How was that?" He was woozy, lazily looking at me and slowly smiled, "It was fuc... totally awesome! The best so far, your tongue driving me crazy! And when you... suc... sucked on it, I thought I was going to pass out" and he giggled, "you're not only a good tosser, but a good sucker now!" I laughed, filing that idea in the back of my mind. We were pretty beat so we climbed back into the tub again and relaxed, enjoying our closer friendship as he put his arm over my shoulder and I rested my head on his. Finally we were rested enough and got dressed and decided to go downtown and get something more to eat with the money my mom had left for my lunch. Gawd I loved his bikers and where they had led us to. I told him, "We should get together on the weekend, if you are up for it" He chortled, "You know me, I'm `up' any time you are! Oh and yeah, I saw this other boy, David, on my route a couple days ago, who's visiting from Israel. He's 15 and really cute. Like you, he started catching the paper and this morning he was down to just his underwear and was seriously tented out when he caught the paper. I'll let you know if I get to know him better" I saw him every day and caught the paper, but he couldn't stop by, so one day I teased him and stood on the porch with just a long t-shirt that hung down below my balls and worked up a hardon when I saw him come around the corner a half block down, then dropped the shirt down and stood at the top of the steps as usual. As soon as he fired the rolled up paper I quickly pulled the bottom of my shirt up and dropped it behind my boner that now stuck up like a hook at the bottom of my shirt. I caught the paper and laid it down on my smooth pubes like it was a holder, waved both hands at him and grinned at him as he pedaled off, weaving away. I yelled, "Don't forget the bbq tomorrow if you are `up' for it!" and he looked over his shoulder, laughing away. Dickydoo2@gmx.com DD Toss in a few bucks, K?