Message-ID: <27853asstr$976716602@assm.asstr-mirror.org> Return-Path: X-Original-Message-ID: <20001213041021.13768.cpmta@c012.sfo.cp.net> X-Sent: 13 Dec 2000 04:10:21 GMT Content-Type: text/plain Content-Disposition: inline Mime-Version: 1.0 From: Hecate X-Sent-From: aleciad@altavista.com Subject: {ASSM} {ASSD} "Chad's Hand Job" by Hecate (Naive Nympho) Date: Wed, 13 Dec 2000 09:10:02 -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: apuleius, RuiJorge Copyright Notice: Copyright Hecate 2000 This story may be downloaded for personal use. It may not be reposted without permission. Placing on a website other than one which is entirely free is forbidden. The story may be placed on an entirely free website subject to the author's agreement. The author's rights pursuant to the Berne Convention shall in no way be abrogated by any permissions given, or by any unauthorised publication. Disclaimer: This story contains scenes of an adult nature and should not be made available to minors in any jurisdiction. The author shall not be responsible for the breaking of any local, national or international laws by anyone who in any way makes use of this story. Please follow the laws of your particular country, region or local area and do not download this story if it is illegal to do so where you live. Chad's Hand Job By Hecate Chad was fifteen and horny, like all boys that age. His dimpled face was cute, as long as you didn't look too hard for the acne. His primary recreation was watching, playing, discussing or otherwise doing anything concerned with football. He was built like a Quarterback, but unfortunately had the brains of a linebacker. But he tried. He found that he could run fast, and played wide receiver for his school team, despite his lack of hand eye co-ordination. But, boy, when he did catch the ball, no one could keep up with him. His second choice recreation was thinking about girls. Any girls. In fact, whenever he wasn't thinking about football, Chad was thinking about girls. And reading about them. And looking at the pictures in the magazines his father thought he'd hidden from sight. And, of course, jacking off to them. Frequently. Almost as frequently as his other passion. (It would have been more frequently, but he preferred not to on a Friday night/Saturday in case it affected his football performance.) Like a lot of boys, he got crushes on particular girls at particular times - depending on their chest measurement usually. His favourite at school at the moment, was Mimi Broward. Mainly because her breasts came through the door before she did, but also because she liked his dog, a rare Liebermann Pinscher called George. He'd tried to ask her out, but she was very wary. Talking to some of his friends he found out she seemed to be quite unaware of her effect on boys. Indeed, despite SexEd, she seemed quite unaware of boys at all. The description "an innocent abroad" appeared to suit her to a T. ------------------- Chad was fed up with history. What the hell did it matter? He knew the entire list of Superbowl teams and scores by heart. He was not happy. Life at the Harris County School got him down. Still, after school he was going to meet his friends, Dick and Colin, and go to football practise. He concentrated on that till the end of the lesson. On his way out, he had the good luck to bump into Mimi. Really bump into her. He'd just turned a corner and she was coming the other way. The hand holding his books bounced over her luscious chest. He resolved not to wash that hand for a week. "Hi", she said. Chad blushed slightly and a goofy grin broke on his face. "Hi, Mimi. What are you doing this weekend," he blurted out in a rush. He couldn't believe he'd said that! She had caught him unawares, and he'd just said the first thing to come to mind. Mimi looked surprised, but just replied, "Well, nothing in particular, have you got any ideas?" He had. But not ones he could repeat to Mimi. "Er, um, y-yeah, w-well," he stammered, "er, how about you come to the game and watch me. We c-could go for a c-coffee or, uh, s- something afterwards. Or we could go round to my house?" "Mom, makes great cookies!!" he said, with a flourish a few seconds later. Mimi looked at him for a few seconds. Gave him a bright smile, and "Okay! If we don't see each other before then, I'll be at the football field on Sunday." She giggled and walked off. Chad stood there, thunderstruck. "Wow," he thought. "I never realised it was so *easy*!" ------------------- Later, at football practice, with Dick and Colin, Chad was recounting what had happened. The other two looked at him and Dick said, "See, I told you, you've just got to try, Chad. They want it as much as you do, it's jest that they don't say it!". Colin nodded and said, "Yeah, but make sure you've got some condoms, you don't want to get her pregnant, Chad!!!" Chad looked suitably chastened. "Yeah. Gotta be careful. I'll get some from the machine tomorrow night. Get her pregnant and I'd be in *real* trouble." Colin smiled, "Her Pa'd lynch you - you'd be up a tree, hanging, Chad!". They all laughed, but Chad felt a little nervous. He went home and relaxed though - watched a DVD (horror, which he loved, and this one was a real gore fest!) and then got out one of "his" magazines and played with himself. He always thought a good cum helped him to sleep. ------------------- When Sunday came, he put all thoughts of Mimi out of his mind. He never even looked at the Cheerleaders when he played, in case they distracted him, and some of them were gorgeous. He got his kit together, and his Pa drove him to the sports ground. He always did this, stopping to cheer him on and taking him home afterwards. Chad was hoping Mimi would be with them this time. As the team filed out, he scanned the benches surrounding the pitch. Sure enough, Mimi was there, swaddled in warm clothes, but looking as lovely as ever. After a shower and a change of clothes, Chad arrived in the car park to find his dad standing waiting. Next to him was Mimi. They all got in the car, Mimi smiling all the time, and drove home. ------------------- Chad's parents were going out for the evening, though they would be back in about three hours, and Chad was full of anticipation. It was all swinging Chad's way. He got Mimi and himself a Coke, and they sat in the TV room watching an old film for a while, and just chatting. Chad realised time was getting on, and asked Mimi to come upstairs to his bedroom. She readily agreed. Chad couldn't believe how easy it was. Mimi sat down on his bed, and Chad sat down beside her. Just feeling her next to him and catching her scent gave him a raging erection. He put his hand round her from behind. She didn't flinch so he draped his arm over her shoulder, his hand dangling just above her left breast. He was feeling incredibly excited. He'd never been in a situation like this before. He moved just to ease the pressure on his dick. It felt so sensitive; he thought the slightest touch would make him come. She surprised him again, when she said, "Don't you want to kiss and stuff?" with a wide-eyed look. He felt she was teasing him, even though she had this "innocent" reputation. He carefully put his drink down. He didn't feel in control of the situation any more. It was much like she was the one in control. He wasn't sure about himself anymore. He leant over and kissed her, immediately trying to stick his tongue down her throat. She spluttered, pulled away, and said sternly, "Gently!". He tried again and this time followed her lead. The kiss became more and more passionate, and, this time he pulled away. He'd thought he was going to come. "Sorry" he said. " I, uh, was getting rather excited". "What d'ya mean?" she said. "Well, I, er, you remember SexEd? Remember what happens to boys?" She looked quizzical. "I didn't really follow the boy's stuff. Why don't you show me?" Chad looked stunned. He suddenly felt very vulnerable and very out of control. She leant into him, her breasts pushing into his chest, and breathed, "pleaaaaasee?" Chad stood up, looked into her eyes, and said "OK, but only if you let me see you too." He still knew what he wanted and now saw a way of getting it - if only he could take his clothes off without coming! She nodded. He relaxed a bit. He couldn't wait to see her bush. Chad slowly stripped off, Mimi making an oohing sound when she saw the way his jockeys were pushed out in front, with a spreading wet stain half way up. He carefully took them off, trying not to catch himself. Mimi looked astonished at the hard, wet erection. That was enough. Chad came all over his front, and collapsed in a heap on the floor. "Gosh, Chad, what's that white stuff shooting out of your thingie?" she exclaimed. He couldn't believe how she'd lead him to this, and then asked *that*question. He tried to explain, and saw she wasn't lying. She *hadn't* paid much attention to the boys stuff in SexEd. Eventually, she looked at him and said, "My turn?" He couldn't wait. "Yes," he said with a grin the size of the Grand Canyon. She stripped off slowly, almost coquettishly, and gave him time to drink in her body. When she revealed her breasts, she heard a sharp intake of breath from Chad. As she lowered her panties, she saw Chad become wide-eyed. Chad just sat and stared, thinking, "Gor! What a bush!" When she had finished, she looked at Chad, and at the obvious result of her strip. "Chad," she wheedled, d'ya mind if I hold it?" Chad was almost speechless. He stammered out an OK and she went and sat next to him, grasping his penis with a firm hand and starting to stroke up and down. Chad was in heaven! He had never felt this good before (well, maybe a little while ago, but it didn't compare to having Mimi's hand on his dick). In no time at all, he was almost screaming with pleasure. Mimi had quickened her stroking, and with her other hand was cradling his balls. He knew he couldn't last much longer, and he was right, as he felt his jism boiling hotly up from deep inside him and exploding into the open air, falling back over him and Mimi's hands. Mimi looked interestedly at the pools of sperm, got up, and went to the bathroom to clean up. When she came back in, he was still lying there. She looked at the clock, got dressed and went over to him. "Chad," she said. He looked up. "Your parents will be back in a few minutes. So get dressed and we'll go back down to the TV room." She stopped and grinned. "After all, we can always do this again - I won't leave you hanging Chad!" 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