Message-ID: <21041asstr$942390601@assm.asstr-mirror.org> X-Original-Path: not-for-mail From: SavannahKid@ibm.net Subject: {ASSM} BILLY AND JIMMY ( MM/M, teen, orral, humil ) X-Post-Date: Tue, 05 Oct 1999 02:51:18 GMT Lines: 254 X-Original-Message-ID: <37f96798.92707043@news.earthlink.net> X-To: story-submit@qz.little-neck.ny.us JMDigest-Score: good -3 Date: Fri, 12 Nov 1999 02:10:01 -0500 Path: assm.asstr-mirror.org!not-for-mail Approved: Newsgroups: alt.sex.stories.moderated,alt.sex.stories Followup-To: alt.sex.stories.d X-Archived-At: X-Moderator-Contact: ASSTR ASSM moderation X-Story-Submission: X-Moderator-ID: assm-admin BILLY AND JIMMY One cloudy mid-Spring day I was walking out of my house to the store at the corner. I would usually wait at the store until Mother got home from work. I preferred staying there prowling among the magazines to sitting alone at home. I was just leaving my porch when Billy trotted up beside me. I had known him since we were in the first grade. He usually didn't give me the time of day. His daddy was a truck driver who somehowhad been able to buy a house just down the street from ours. A marked underachiever, the only contact we had any more was an occasional nod in the yard. "Hey, Truett, how's it goin'?" Billy wasn't the least of my taunters. God only knew what he wanted. He looked into my eyes and smiled and said, "Truett, your friend Joe told me to see you while he is out of town because you like to give blowjobs." I was floored. Joe was my best friend and the only person with whom I could discuss our mutual lust for cocks. I couldn't believe he had told someone -- especially Billy . Billy could see the shock on my face started to reassure me quickly. "Hey, I'm not going to tell anyone. I just thought I could talk you into sucking on my cock. Joe been sucking me and you are the only person I have told. He said it would be okay to ask while he is out of town and can't take care of me." There was no way I was going to let Billy know that I really liked to suck cock. I couldn't trust him as far as I could throw him. "Look, man, you really don't expect me to believe Joe sucked you off. Much less told you that I would suck your cock. I don't do that." "Just keep me in mind, let me know if you decide you want it." "It's not going to happen." I said as I walked off. I couldn't believe the entire interchange. I was shaking with fear, laced with a healthy dose of sexual excitement. He wasn't gorgeous but he had a feeling of white trash virility about him. I would like to find out if he had a big cock. I had had limited sexual experiences before. Joe and I had played around. I had no doubt that he had blown Billy , no matter what I had said. I couldn't believe he would trust him. The entire afternoon all I could think about was Billy's cock. He made no more overtures for rest of the day and I thought he had let the matter drop. The next day late in the afternoon I was riding my bicycle in my neighborhood when who should come riding up but Billy. "Hey, Truett, you sure you can't help me? I sure miss Joe's mouth." He gave his crotch a little rub for emphasis. "Joe said you were good a giving head. Yeah, but that doesn't mean I'm going to suck you." I answered as my heart started to pound. "Why not, man, I won't tell any body. I bet you'd like it. I won't make you do anything you don't want." He rubbed his crotch again. "Hey, I don't want to do anything. Just leave me alone." He reached into his pants and played with himself. "Well if that's what you want, that's what you want. I'll see you around." And he rode off. I rode around a little more. The entire time I was semi-hard. I couldn't think of anything but his hand rubbing his hardon inside his pants. After about ten minutes I headed home. My family was all watching TV in the den. I walked in the house in a hurry. I went straight to my room, pulled out the phone book, and looked up Billy's number. I knew what I was going to due was dumb but my lust was too great. I went down to the kitchen so I could hear if anyone came in, picked up the phone and dialed. Billy answered. I recognized his voice and said "Billy, this is Truett, would you like to meet me out front?." He said, "I'm on my way," And hung up. Minutes later, face to face he asked, "Where can we go." I thought for a minute. We were right next to a vacant house. I suggested we go in the garage. We rolled our bicycles into the drive of the house and entered the garage. I shifted from side to side and waited for him to tell me what to do. He took off his tee shirt threw it on the floorw and sat on it. He stretched out , looked up at me, and ordered "Open my pants and take it out." I sank down on my knees next to him. I thought I would choke with apprehension and excitement. I reached out grasped his belt and unbuckled it. Then I unsnapped his jeans. I could already see his rock hard outline pointing off to his right hip. At that point all my good sense was shouting for me to stop. Any further and I would be at his mercy. I paused a minute to think of a way out of this. He interrupted my thoughts; "C'mon, man, you almost have it out in the open. Don't you want to see it? Touch it? Taste it? You know you do." He flexed his cock so I could see it swell and pulse. He was right. I wanted all that and more. I wanted my lips wrapped around it and my tongue licking the fullness of it. "Okay, but promise not to come in my mouth. Let me know before." I reached back down and pulled the zipper apart baring his dingy white jockey shorts. He raised his hips and suggested I pull his pants down. I did. And I watched as his dick popped up free in the open air. It was seven to seven and a half inches long, uncut, and flexed up stiff and hard above his pelvis. The head flared out at the end of the shaft. As I reached out for it he flexed again and it met my hand. As my fingers closed around it he let out his breath betraying his anticipation. His cock was hard in my hand but his warm slightly sweaty skin was like satin. The skin was so tight around his engorged member that there was no play as I tried to give it a few strokes. His cumfilled balls were covered by his black curly teen bush. Billy looked me in the eyes and said, "Lick it." I bent my face down and was met by the rising aroma of mild teenage sweat. I pressed my nose into the bush at the base of his dick, and let my tongue softly bathe his shaft. He released a pleasured groan as I licked the rigid pole. This was the first time I had ever seen a cock this large. I was intoxicated by the sweet teen musk of his pubes. It was an epiphany to me that I could find sweat a turn on. After a few minutes I could put it off no longer and licked my way up to the tip of his throbbing pole. I took the head in my mouth and ran my tongue around the flared collar. Billy groaned, "yeah," with obvious pleasure. He reached up and rubbed the back of my head encouragingly, "Take some more." I obliged taking two inches into my mouth. It seemed thicker than I had expected forcing me to open wide. He applied some more pressure to the back of my head forcing another inch of his pulsing rod into my open mouth. I thought I was going to choke but knew there was a lot more cock left. I tried to take an inch more but started to gag and pulled off. "Man that was great. You just need to relax more," he told me as I tried to regain control of my gag reflex. I thought he could have a point. I opened back up and sucked his tool back in my mouth and tired to adjust to the contact to the back of my throat. When I came off again after gagging I explained that when his head hit the back of my throat I couldn't handle it. It was just too big. This pleased him. He thought for a minute and told me lay down on my back. I did as he explained he me wanted to stretch my neck out straight and he would get over me in push up position and fuck my mouth. I was very leery of surrendering that much control. I also didn't want him thinking I really liked this. I wanted him thinking he was coercing me. I had some scruples at that time and didn't want to feel I was a willing participant. I started making some protestations about not wanting to carry this any further but I was definitely putting out mixed signals. I was simultaneously getting into position on my back, stretching my head back and opening my mouth. In moments his cockhead was brushing my lips and his balls were hanging in front of my nose. He pushed his hard boy tool half way into my mouth and started pumping it in and out slow and smooth. I was beginning to get off on his face fucking. I felt like my hard cock was going to split the seams of my shorts. He gradually started making exploratory thrust further back into my throat. I felt it pushing against the sides of my throat but it wasn't hitting the back wall of my throat, it was just scraping it. Before long he had six inches of cock in my gaping mouth and I could fell his knob widening my throat. He didn't leave it in deep long enough to bother me and was surprisingly gentle, considerate even. This wasn't the treatment I had expected from him. "Try to open your mouth a little wider so I don't scrape your teeth," he said as pulled free of my mouth. He settled to his knees with his dick brushing over my face. He leaned forward some until his balls were hanging in front of my nose and lips. "Suck on my ass hole, man." He said huskily. I craned my neck and stuck out my tongue to make contact. I licked the pucker trying to force my tongue it in. He started talking softly to me. "Yeah man, that feels great. Make `me feel nice." I couldn't believe how this turned me on. My nose was pressing into the soft muskiness between his cockroot and his shit hole. But my discomfort due to this unfamiliar position was not the main point of my focus. I was happily slurping away when he pulled back and said, "Eat my cock." It loomed backed up in front of my face. He slid it into my mouth again and resumed the previous steady face pumping. After a few minutes I heard him say, "Open wide and let me in so I can really fuck your throat." Without waiting for any acknowledgment from me he shoved his shaft further into my gullet. I felt it penetrate, its hardness widening my wind pipe . Before long he was pulling his dickhead all the way out to be caressed by my lips and shoving in until my lips nuzzled in his hairy pubes. He fucked my face like a pounding piston. I could take it no more (though I would have liked to). My throat was raw and I knew I would gag if he kept on. I wriggled out from under him and tried to compose my self. "C'mon man, don't stop now. I was close." He pleaded "I'm sorry,please let me know before you come." Needless to say he came in my mouth. He apologized as I spit it out but I knew he did it on purpose. Over the next two hours I suxcked him aagain like this including the promising-not-to-but-cumming-in-my-mouth-anyway scenario but I acted like it was a chore I had to do. The next afternoon I was shooting baskets in my drive and heard the crunch of gravel. I knew that it was too early for my folks to get home so I thought that it must be Billy. "You don't care if Jimmy comes too, do you? He's sitting out in the car.Jimmy was an older kid from the neighborhood who had just passed his drivers test" I looked out toward the front and sure enough there he sat. That had to mean he had told Jimmy I had been sucking him. My mind reeled. I was torn between anger and horror at being exposed. "You can't expect me to do him too!" I blurted out. "You're not mad, are you? I thought you'd like it." "LIKE IT! I can't believe you told him. I told you not to tell anybody." "I haven't told him anything yet." I gave him what I thought was an appropriately scornful expression. "Can't he come and watch?" he asked. "No, I don't feel like it. Come back sometime by yourself." "How about if I ask him to drive around `til we're finished?" "Well, Okay." Billy went out and came back as Jimmy drove off. We went into the garage again this time Jimmy said we should both get naked. Then after a few minutes of my cock slurping he climbed on my back and said he was going to fuck my ass. I had not had anything up my ass, my only sex experiences up to then was sucking cock. Boy, It hurt like hell as he slid into me. He had been at it a few minutes when I heard a noise in the drive. Jimmy stood inthe door watching me getting cornholed. "He's already seen us," Billy whispered in my ear. "He might as well come in." He motioned and Jimmy came on in rubbing his crotch. As he neared Billy told him "Pull it on out and fuck his mouth, he's real good." He kneeled down in front of me and unbuttoned his pants and fly. His white jockeys bulged with his hard cock. With one motion he pushed his jeans and underwear down on his thighs. His freshly freed cock sprang up and slapped me on the nose. He was cut and slightly longer than Billy but not quite as thick and straight as a railroad spike. As the blended aroma of soap and teen-aged crotch filled my nose he reached down and directed his dick to my lips. I took his head in my mouth without protesting and he moaned. "Isn't that great!" Billy said as he peered over my shoulder at Jimmy's cock sliding in my face. He had stopped thrusting in my hole but his rock hard pole pulsing in my butt betrayed how turned on he was by his view. Jimmy slid more of his cock into my throat. "Bury his nose in your bush, I have trained him to deep throat me" Billy said. That was obviously all the excitement he could take. He backed out his cock to the head and thrust back into my sore ass hole splashing my guts with his spurting cum. He collapsed on top of me limp as a dish rag. "Hey man, did you just shoot in his queer butt?" Jimmy asked. His cock pulsed in my mouth as he pushed further into my throat. My face felt hot and must have been glowing with embarrassment and excitement. Being the sex object of the two scared the shit out of me, I did not want to be found out as the neighborhood cock sucker . But I hadn't expected the sensation of being demeaned. But my libido was a lot stronger than my pride and I dug my nose into his pubes nearly choking myself. Billy's voice was low and gravelly. "Yeah man, I flooded his hot hole. It's tighter than any pussy. You want a piece?" "I don't know if I want seconds. Sounds sloppy." "Hey, guy, sometimes sloppy is good. It just means he ready." Billy's dick had softened up but the conversation must have been turning him on. I felt him throb inside me and start to grow. "If you don't want him I can go again, but you are really missing out." He thrust his stiffening rod into me as emphasis. "Satisfaction is guaranteed." I was their cum bag for the next two hours. I had felt used and reluctant when I had them. But I was horny and if I had known then what I know now we all would have had a much better time. But I was young. -- If you enjoyed this work, take a moment to email the author. Your comments are their only payment. 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