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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.
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