Previously...
I pulled my hands out from under him and positioned him in a more comfortable position for both of us. I brought my still soaked hands and rubbed the cum off of them on his naked torso and put the remainder in my mouth, tasting my precious boy. And boy did he taste precious. With that I dozed off as well as my stomach would rise and fall along with the cute little boys head that was resting on it.
I awoke alone sleeping wrapped tightly in the blanket I took from my car. I looked at my cell phone to check the time. 7:30 am. Wow, that's way too fucking early, why the fuck did I wake up? It was a really bright day, so I figured the sun that was blinding my eyes could have been the reason for my early wake. I sat up and quickly fell back down. My head was throbbing in pain. That made me remember last night and all the drinking. No wonder my head was ready to burst. Wait, where the fuck is Frankie? I remembered his mom wanted him home early this morning, but this early? Did he just take off? I sat up again and looked around, exposing my bare chest as I whipped my head around to check the woods in search of my boy, Frankie. Guess he did leave, oh well, I thought as I stretched my arms and cracked my back. I might as well do the same; maybe grab some breakfast or Tylenol at the store before I head home. I threw off the blanket as I stood up to start my day and I realized I was completely naked! Jesus, I don't remember going to bed naked! I looked behind me for my pillow that I made out of my clothes, but that was nowhere in sight. My shoes, socks, pants, boxers, and shirt were all gone! I yanked the blanket off of the ground and wrapped it around my hips to cover up my more private areas. My wallet and keys were on the ground where the blanket had been. At least the little fucker had the decency to leave me with some money and my license.
I began waddling to the car, taking extremely small steps to keep the blanket wrapped around my waist. I got out of the woods and back on the path and made my way towards the main park. The paths to get there were all wood chips and rocks so my feet were on the verge of bleeding from all of the twigs and rocks that I stepped on. Finally I made it to the grass fields of the park. I sighed with relief as I saw the parking lot only two footballs field lengths away. Then I realized that to get to the parking lot I had to walk across the field, which was covered with kids and parents playing all sorts of sports! Who the fuck gets up this early to throw a ball with their dad! This is going to be kinds difficult. I probably know some of these parents since my neighborhood is pretty small and god knows what they will say to my mom if they see me just striding across the field naked save for a blanket! I really wanted to just find Frankie and kick the shit out of him, but I figured I should just get him back later, in a similar fashion. Right now, though, it looks like I only had one option, and that was to book it across this field and drive away, fast. I planned on getting out of there quickly, but when I realized after about I yard of sprinting that the blanket was sliding down, I slowed my pace to a mere walk and just shuffled across the field as parents and children all stared at me, holding tightly to the blanket which was exposing my ass crack in the back. Well, if I'm in this situation, I might as well make it funny. I decided to just act normal, as if nothing was happening. With every weird stare I got from a parent, I just waved and said, "Morning, great day to play catch, eh?" They never responded to my comments, but just directed their kids away from me.
"Put some clothes on!" some random bitch yelled to me as I passed her and her son.
"Take some clothes off!" I screamed back as I let the blanket sag a little more on my ass, exposing a whole cheek to her and her son as I walked by. I heard her son giggle a little which made me laugh in return as I began wagging my ass to and fro as I strutted across the field to my car, which was just a mere twenty yards away now. I sped up my pace as I power walked the last few yards to my car and quickly slammed the key in the ignition and sped out of the parking lot, leaving a nice dust cloud behind me. I gotta say, the leather seats were most uncomfortable on my bare skin, especially my thighs. Driving naked is a bitch, I don't suggest it, unless you roll down the window and let the breeze sweep across your exposed cock and balls, which is pretty nice and refreshing.
I cranked the stereo as I drove a couple minutes to a little strip mall that sold nice bagels and breakfast accessories that I could chow down on to nurse my hang over. I pulled into the parking lot and turned my car off, grabbed my blanket and my wallet, and stepped out of the car, quickly covering up. I wasn't going to let a little lack of clothes stop me from getting breakfast. I walked in and the cashier immediately stopped counting out the change to hand the customer that was waiting patiently. The cashier just stared at me, which then caused the customer to turn and stare at me, too, and then some others in line turned their head as well. I just gave a casual wave and took my place on line. I got to the counter and ordered an everything bagel with cream cheese and lox. The cashier just stared at me again as he handed me my change, clearly bewildered as to why I was wearing a blanket as my only clothing. I grabbed my bagel when it was ready and ate in silence at one of the tables, glancing around to catch me staring at me and my semi covered body. It was very exciting in a way. I was almost completely naked in public, and I loved it. People were almost gawking at me, not shifting their gaze from my naked body at all. Being nude in public was do-able, but going home with just this on! No way, my mom would flip! Maybe I'll just blame it on the party, or should I borrow some clothes from a friend? No, no one would be up by now, its still only 8 in the morning on a Saturday. No one should be up by now, let alone my lazy ass hung over friends! I decided while I was eating that I should just say I was really drunk at the party and lost all my clothes. Maybe my mom will just laugh at me and tell me to put some clothes on, maybe, hopefully.
I left the bagel store as eyes followed me out and jumped back into my car and took off down the road heading home. I arrived at the top of my steep driveway about two minutes later and pushed the button to open the garage. Maybe my mom wont even be up by now? I thought as I drove the car into the garage. Just then the door to the garage made a very audible screech as it came to a halt. Well, she'll be up now. I get out of the car and wrap the blanket around me again as I stumble with the keys and eventually get them in the door and turn the knob. My mom is standing right in front of me, at first with a welcoming look on her face, then a look of udder confusion as she does a double take of my exposed body.
"Don't ask," I say as I walk by her.
"Just go sanitize my car before I get in it," and then she walked back into the kitchen and made herself some breakfast. I ran upstairs and heated up the shower as I threw the blanket onto the ground in the bathroom and took a leak. I find showers are the best way to start the day, especially if you are hung over, and most importantly if you have dried cum from your little friend all over your body. I had forgotten about the cum that had probably been smeared over my torso after I wiped it on Frankie last night, wonder if anyone else noticed... I extended my hand into the shower and felt the water; a little too cold. I adjusted the knob and stepped under the warm spray of water, letting my body soak with the wonderfully refreshing water. I squirted some shampoo into my hand and massaged it into my short red hair then I took the soap and lathered up my hands and let them roam over my sore body. I didn't realize how sore I was until I was soaping up. I guess that hard ground last night really banged up my body pretty well. The water ran down my body, washing away all bubbles that were left clinging to my taught belly and arms. A hand fell to my soft penis as I slowly jerked myself a few times before I put my balls in my hand and rolled them around, soaping them up well. I grabbed the conditioner and applied an ample amount to my hand and then rub it around on my head, making my hair silky smooth. About five minutes later I stepped out and toweled off and brushed my teeth to get rid of the beer taste that was lingering on my breath still. I decided that since I was already naked and nice and clean, I might as well just shave. I shaved my face, which took all of two seconds because all I had was a slight dusting of blonde hairs on my chin. Then I took interest in my pubic patch, which was just a little longer then I liked it. I was going to make a nice landing strip but fucked up, so I just shaved the whole thing clean, spotless, not a hair in sight, perfect. I put everything away and walked into my room and grabbed some clean clothes and threw them on. My favorite pair of white boxers, short khaki shorts, white undershirt, and a pull over dark green polo from express. I went over to my nightstand and picked up my phone; two missed calls and a new message. Both calls were from Frankie, big surprise there, and the message was from him as well. It read, "How was the ride home?" What a little ass, and yet I fucking love him. I didn't want to respond just yet, I wanted him to keep calling. I don't know why, but I love it when people make it obvious that they want me. So I want Frankie to initiate the next get together, that way I know he wants more. After all, he fucking owes me for what I gave him last night. Although I am completely fine with just jacking him off and letting him fall asleep in my arms; that would be payment in itself.
I walked down stairs and found a list of chores waiting on the kitchen counter that my mom left for me before she ran off to run some errands. This is why I hate the weekend... But it keeps me busy, so that's good. I decided I might as well start knocking things off the list, so lets see what easy to do. Fuck, I wish I saw this before I took a shower, now I am just going to get dirty again. She wants me to mow the lawn after I pick up the sticks that fell from last storm two days ago. Then she wants me to vacuum the house, and then she wants me to run to Bloomingdales to return some shit for her. Whatever, all in all, it should only take about four hours, which means I am done right when my friends start getting up and ready to go out again.
I got some crappy clothes on and rushed outside to start picking up sticks and twigs and bringing them into the woods to make a pile. It was about an hour of stupid labor that really made me want a back massage since I was bending over the whole time just picking up fucking sticks. So that's done, now I gotta mow the lawn. I grabbed the mower and started it up and took to the front yard, beginning the most relaxing of all out door chores. I pretty much just go for an hour walk. It's not a scenic walk, but it's a nice day out, so I don't mind it. The only part that sucks is the loud noise of the engine or when I hit a rock and it shoots back up at me and hits me in the shin, which kills.
"HEY!" a voice said, or at least I think I heard someone. I looked around as I continued mowing the lawn.
"KYLE!" the voice said again. I looked behind me and saw Frankie walking down my driveway. I stop the engine on the mower and watch him as he slowly walks down my driveway and over to me in his basketball shorts and white T-shirt with some logo on it. He had a hat on that he wore crooked over his mop of messy short brown hair.
"Morning," I said as I went over to my front steps and took a seat. He came over and sat next to me, smiling from ear to ear. "What brings you here?"
"Nothing really, just wanted to make sure you got home," he answered, looking me in the eyes, "You didn't respond to my text and you didn't answer your calls."
"I was in the shower," I said, "sorry." I wiped the sweat from my forehead as he continued looking at me with those big brown eyes and he smile that mischievous smile that I loved so much.
"Looks like you could use another," he said to me as he made an indication that I smelled bad.
"Yeah, I know I do, would you care to join me later?" I asked, testing him.
He just stared at me, and then after a few seconds, "uh.. are.. are you serious?" he stammered as he looked at me dumbfounded.
"No you fool, I have a lot more work to do around the house," which was true, even though I would love for him to get naked with me and jump under the warm spray of the shower head.
"So what did you think of your situation this morning?" he asked as his grin appeared on his face after it had vanished for a second when I told him he couldn't shower with me. Looks like he wanted to.
"Can't complain," I answered as I held back laughter. "I got a lot of weird looks from parents in the park and the cashier at the Bagel Bin." Frankie laugh loudly at that, closing his eyes to stop the tears from coming out. "Fuck you," I said as I punched him in the arm.
"You would," he answered with another smile. Now it was my turn to look at him dumbfounded. Fuck yeah I would, and I guess its obvious. "You're not angry, are you?"
"No, just prepare yourself for some vengeance," I said as I got up to go back to mowing the lawn. "Oh, and I want my clothes back when you get the chance."
"You can have some of them, but I am keeping some as well," he said as he followed me over to the lawn mower.
"Oh yeah, and what article would that be," I asked him as I smiled, hoping he would answer `your boxers.'
"Just those boxers of yours that I whipped my cum soaked body off with cuz you apparently just rubbed my cum all over my body last night ya little bitch," he said as he began rubbing his crotch while staring at mine.
"Easy Frankie, its dangerous to jack off while using a lawn mower, it specifically says `no jacking off while operating mower' and there is a picture of a dude getting his dick hacked off!" I said as I pointed to the lawn mower warnings listed on the side. He just laughed as he continued playing with his.
"Well, I'm not operating the mower," he said as his boner tented out the front of his loose basketball shorts, poking directly in my direction, enticing me to come help him out. He continued rubbing himself through his shorts as he talked to me. Clearly this kid is not bashful when it comes to what hides underneath those shorts.
"So how was undressing me?" I asked as I watched him manipulate his penis through his shorts with his thumb and index finger.
"Exciting!" he answered. "You boned up when I pulled your boxers down, and I thought you were going to wake up, but you didn't, then again, it was like six in the morning and the sun wasn't up yet."
"Hahaha, did you play with it?" He just smiled so I knew he did in fact play with it a little. "So you gave me a boner?" He nodded and his smile spread. God I love this boy. His jerking motion increasing in pace and he gasped as he hit a certain spot on his dick head. "Damn dude, you just jack off where ever you are?"
"No, just in front of you," he answered as he got closer to me and picked up my hand and placed it on his hard dick. "Ohh, yess... Please Kyle..." He started thrusting his hips, sliding his dick in and out of my open hand, moaning like crazy.
"You're crazy Frankie, my mom will be home any minute!"
"That's all I need, please Kyle," he continued humping my hand. I said, fuck it, and just gripped his hard dick that I guessed was a little over five and a half inches long and a nice thickness. I pumped him quickly as he collapsed into me, putting all his body weight on top of me as I tugged on his dick, milking my little boy for a sweet prize. I continued pumping his dick with my right hand while my left hand rolled his balls around and occasionally ran up under his shirt and tweaked his little nipples. He was moaning in ecstasy as he rammed his dick harder and harder into my hands. "That's it Kyle, I'm close, so close!" I guess now was as good a time as any to get revenge, so I pushed him backward and he fell over and I grabbed his shorts and boxers by the elastic waist and yanked them off of him as he lay on the grass panting and now jerking himself off while I held his pants and boxers. He was beautiful. I was surprised he didn't freak out or anything and try to cover up, he just went right back to jacking off right in the middle of my lawn, naked except for his white shirt and hat and shoes.
"FAAUCKKK!" he moaned as he shot his cum high into the air and exploded. I watched as my precious little boy had his orgasm naked on my lawn covered in grass clippings and sweat. Some of his cum landed in his small patch of brown pubic hair that made a nice shapely `V' above his dick and ended with a light dusting of lighter hairs on his sac. God he was so perfect. Since he wasn't fazed by my so-called revenge, I figured I should take it further. So I went over to his cum coated dick and balls and thighs and rubbed his shorts in his sticky secretions until they were soaked. I then brought it to his face where he was still closing his eyes tightly and his open mouth and luscious lips moved as he panted. I rubbed his soaked pants all over his face until his face was covered with his sticky cum. I grabbed some of the grass clippings that were all over the yard and threw some of them onto his face as a smile spread from ear to ear and he opened his eyes. "I'm keeping these," I said as I ran his sky blue and green plaid boxers through his left over cum that remained on his dick. He just nodded his head and closed his eyes again as he remained on the grass, completely exposed for me. I soaked up his beauty as I stared at his hairless thighs and his dusty shins. He was just so cute; I couldn't stop staring at him. I watched as his penis slowly went soft and limp and fell over his tight sac that hung snugly under his dick. His face looked so funny; it was covered with grass clippings that were glued in place due to the drying cum that I rubbed all over him. He was adorable. I looked at my watch and realized my mom would be home any second.
"Get yourself dressed you messy little man," I said as I threw his cum stained shorts at him. He laughed at the situation as he pulled his shorts up and stood up next to me, smiling his notorious smile. I just looked at him and said, "You're fucking crazy."
"I know," he replied.
"Look, I gotta do the rest of my chores and shit, but if you wanna hang out tonight just let me know, I think there are some parties going on."
"Okay, I gotta get home and shower any way, I don't know what I am going to tell my mom when she sees me walk in like this..." Frankie said to me as he walked awkwardly towards the driveway. The cum must be sticking to his legs and shorts, must be pretty uncomfortable.
"Later bud," I said as he walked up the driveway.
"Bye Kyle, I'll call you soon, trust me!" he said as he walked away but before he was out of my sight he turned back towards me and pulled his pants down a little, exposing his dick to me one last time; it was hard, again.
I turned on the lawn mower and finished mowing the front lawn fifteen minutes later, now time to do the back yard. A half hour later I was back inside showering and lathering up my dirty body with a clean bar of soap. I toweled off for the second time this day and put the clothes back on that I had intended on wearing; khaki shorts, white undershirt, green polo. I grabbed the vacuum cleaner and started with the downstairs family room, then the living room, and then the basement. When I was in the basement I decided to have a quick jerk, so I jumped on the same couch that Daniel and I spewed our cum over. I pulled my dick out of my pants and slowly began jacking myself off, thinking of Frankie jacking me off the whole time. God he is such a cute little boy. His little button nose, brown eyes, messy brown hair, and tiny tears just make his face so beautiful. I can't wait to get those lips wrapped around something of mine, either my tongue or my dick, I don't care, I want them both! I was really getting into my dreams now and panting hard as I dreamed of myself hooking up with Frankie and running my hand up and down his naked body, caressing his soft butt cheeks and playing with his nipples on his smooth chest. I must have him! "FUCK! FRANKIE!" I yelled as I shot my load high into the air and had it land on the couch, adding to the collection. "Phew, that was well needed," I said as I grabbed the vacuum and went back to work with my chores after cleaning up after myself as much as possible.
I finished the vacuuming and now all I had left was to run an errand to the mall to return something at Bloomingdales for my mom, and that shouldn't take more then half an hour. It was three-o-clock now, so I'll be home before four and then I'll give my friends a call and see what's happening tonight. I don't care if there is a party; I just want to see Frankie again. I grabbed the clothes that my mom left in the Bloomingdales bag for me to return and headed out the garage door to my car. Closing the door behind me, I drove up the driveway and made my way towards the highway to get to the mall, about a fifteen-minute drive away. I ran in and returned my mom's crap and then did a little window-shopping of my own. Looking at the clothing at Pac Sun and at Express. I walked into Oakley and used my gift card to pick up a sweet new pair of shaded. They had a nice amber tint that matched my hair nicely, so I bought them and headed back to the parking lot to go home. I got to the parking lot and my phone vibrated in my pocket, "Hello?" I said as I reached into my pocket and answered the call, which turned out to be my mom.
"Hey, honey, where are you?"
"I just finished returning those clothes you asked me to bring back," I said as I started the engine and took off toward the highway.
"Thanks Kyle, that saves me a lot of time. Anyway, I think I am going to stay at Jonathan's house tonight, if that's alright?" my mom told me. Of course that's fine with me, I get to have a party now.
"Yeah, no problem, is it cool if some kids come over, cuz I was planning on them hanging out at our house tonight," that was a lie, but I figured I would cover my tracks if its messy tomorrow. I was going to have a party of my own tonight!
"That's fine, I am heading over to a little Mexican restaurant now to meet Jonathan for dinner, I'll see you in the morning, love you!"
"Love you too, Mom." I hung up and cranked the radio as I continued my drive home, thinking of how much fun I was going to have tonight! I got home to an expected empty house and quickly called all of my friends up, letting them know my mom was out for the night and we have the house to ourselves. All my friends agreed to come but keep it to a minimum, which meant no bringing friends. I hate the next days clean up. I told everyone they also couldn't stay the night because my mom would be back way too early in the morning. That was another lie... I have one person in mind that could stay the night. I called some of my older friends and asked if I could get some beer and they said they could pick me up whatever I needed, which was two thirties and a handle of vodka. Only twenty kids were coming, so that should be more then enough for all of us. I picked up the beer at my friends house and drove back home to make myself some dinner; pasta and sweet Italian sausage, my favorite. Actually, it's not my favorite, it's just easy to make. While I was eating I got the text that I was waiting for; "So what's going on tonight?" It was Frankie. I thought he would have sent this a while ago since it was already seven, but whatever. I wait about five minutes before I respond, not wanting to make it look like I was waiting for this text, even though I was.
"I'm havin a party, you in?" I hit send and started getting the place ready. I got the cups and ping-pong balls and set up the pong table in the basement and I brought my Bose Ipod dock downstairs and plugged in my ipod. People were supposed to show up at nine or so, so I still got a while before I see anyone, might as well just watch some television. I turned and saw my favorite movie was on, Zoolander. What a good fucking movie, fucking hilarious. I got a text back from Frankie that read, "DUH, when?" I laughed at that and told him he could come over whenever he wanted. He lived up the street from me, actually he lived on the street parallel to mine, so it's a longer trip by car then it is to walk. I heard the doorbell ring about ten minutes after I sent the text and got up off the couch to see who it was. I opened the door to see Frankie standing there in his blue tattered jeans with a t-shirt and his crooked hat that he loved. He smiled his wonderful smile that made me melt and just walked passed me into my house. He walked into my kitchen looking hungrily around.
"What you got to eat?" Frankie asked me as he started raiding my pantry and fridge. I didn't really have anything and I think that became obvious when he found nothing.
"You can have some of the pasta I made myself, there is a little left in the bowl over there," I said as I pointed to the bowl onto of the counter near my sink.
"Thanks, I'm starving!" Guess he didn't eat before he came over.
"So what's Pat doing tonight?" I asked, hoping his older brother and my good friend would be out with his girlfriend.
"He's hanging out with Emily." That was good news for me. That meant he wouldn't be coming and then he wouldn't see me feeling up his little brother. "I hate it when she is around, see is so ugly!" She wasn't the best looking girl, but she had nice qualities about her. I thought she had a really nice pair of boobs, but maybe Frankie is just stressing to me that he really isn't interested in girls, hopefully...
"I invited him anyway. Do your parents know you're here?" I asked, wondering if he could spend the night again.
"They went down to the beach house today, so I can do whatever I want tonight and they don't get back until tomorrow afternoon!" I'm not religious, but thank God! I think he saw my eyes light up when he told me that and he sat down on the couch with me as he continued to eat his pasta. "So how drunk can I get tonight?" he asked as he went over and grabbed a beer from the fridge.
"Don't take those shitty beers, use those when you are drunker and everyone else is here. Bring over two of those New Castle's. He went back to the fridge and grabbed two beers and a bottle opener and handed one to me. "I don't care how drunk you get, just don't let it ruin your night," I said as I answered his original question.
"Okay, my head is still pounding slightly, so I don't think I'll get as trashed as I was last night," he said as he took a long swig of his beer and stuffed more pasta into his mouth. I just smiled as I envisioned something else being shoved down his throat.
"What we watching?" he asked as he put away his dishes and took another swig of his beer.
"Zoolander, good fuckin movie," I said as I slowly drank my beer. It is a beer that I actually like, so I don't chug it, I sip it. He nodded his head and inched closer to me on the couch, putting his feet up and resting his back against my right side. I just relaxed as he got more comfortable. We watched the movie for about and hour and then Frankie switched positions so he was lying on his side and his head rested in my lap. He brought his hands up to use as a pillow under his head. "Aaahh," I gasped as his hands came to rest on my crotch to cushion his head. He laughed as he moved his hands around a little, eliciting more gasps and moans from me. I looked down at him as he looked back up at me. He was so cute! I ran my hand through his hair as he closed his eyes and continued stimulating my dick through my khaki shorts. I smiled down to him as my other hand reached down and grabbed at his crotch where I thought his dick would be. I found his hard tool waiting for me as I gripped tightly at his jean-clad crotch. He cooed as I ran my hand down the length of his nearly six inches of boy meat.
"You're vibrating," Frankie said as he kept his eyes closed and continued massaging my dick through my khaki's making my dick so hard it hurt.
"Fuck," I said as I reached into my pocket after reluctantly letting go of his dick and pushing him up and off of me. "Fuck, its already 8 thirty!" I read the text from Chris and it said he was heading over soon if that's cool. I responded that it was fine and I'd see him soon. "Play times over, for now," I said to Frankie who just continued playing with his dick as he watched me get up and grab another beer for the two of us. I walked back to the couch to find Frankie still playing with his dick. I handed him the beer and slapped his hand away from his crotch and he laughed at me as I opened my beer and took a long sip. "Easy killer, come on," I said to him as I headed downstairs and put the rest of the Coors light beers in the basement fridge. About ten minutes later the doorbell rang and I sent Frankie to go get the door. I watched as he ran up the basement steps, admiring his ass as he climbed the stairs. The things I would do to that boy, I thought as I finished my second beer and put it down and joined Frankie and my other friends upstairs. I found Frankie yelling though the door for everyone to go away, joking of course. I pushed him out of the way and looked through the peephole and saw Chris, Dave, and Jon with a group of girls on the other side of the door. I opened the door and they each said some demeaning thing or another to Frankie as they entered, specifically about his age and his height. Frankie just laughed as they teased him. I directed everyone to the basement and left the door open and a note reading, "Shoes Off," at the entrance.
"Pong?" asked one of the girls as she grabbed a few beers and filled the cups and grabbed a partner. I agreed and Frankie jumped up, just assuming he was my partner. I smiled as he stood next to me and grabbed one of the ping-pong balls and gave me the other as I started filling our cups with an ample amount of crappy light beer. The night progressed in a similar manner as last night did. Lots of drunken kids stumbling around the house. Kids playing pong, flip cup, kings, and any other game they could think of to get the drunker were littered throughout the house. By one in the morning I was feeling quite drunk and I saw Frankie playing kings with a bunch of people at the kitchen table. I sat next to him and joined in on the game. It is a great game if you want to get drunk fast and get a good laugh. It's a card game and each card has a different meaning. Like six is chicks, which means the girls have to drink. Four is floor, so last person to touch the floor has to drink. Seven is heaven, five is guys, and then there is a bunch more. One card, the queen, entitles the drawer to make a rule that will be in effect at the beginning of each turn. Some rules in the past that have been made were really stupid, every time you drink you have to spank the person to the right of you. It's a stupid game, but it's entertaining. So it was Frankie's turn and he drew a queen, so he had to make a rule. I was pretty interested to find out what he was going to make, hopefully it would be something sexy. "Every time you drink you have to take off an article of clothing!" he shouted over the drunken kids talking. Typical teenager. All the girls shook their heads and said no, but all the guys were saying hell yes! I wanted to do, even though I am pretty shy when it comes to getting naked in front of people, especially my friends. But they I remembered this morning at the park and just thought, `fuck it, lets do this'.
"It's Frankie's draw, so it's his rule," I said, standing up for Frankie. Frankie's mischievous smile grew from ear to ear as he heard me say that and he told me it was my draw, which it was. I picked a card from the middle and read it aloud. "Three," I said as I sighed, "me." Whoever drew a three had to drink, and that's just what I got. I slowly peeled off my dark green polo, doing a nice strip tease, and threw it on the couch behind me, leaving me in my white undershirt and shorts. Frankie was smiling even more now as he stared at me. I smiled back and told Tina it was her turn.
"Two," she said and pointed to Frankie, "YOU!" Frankie had to drink and thus he lost his t-shirt, leaving him with his jeans and socks and hat left. I admired his beautiful body as he lifted his shirt and threw it on the couch with mine. He had some evidence of some sort of four-pack or six-pack going on and a cute little inny belly button that was dusted with light hairs that lead to his treasures. The game continued and all the girls were down to their bras and thongs, which each one was wearing, rather nice, but I prefer boy shorts. That's not a dude wearing a thong; it's these really tiny things that girls wear that make their ass look amazing! Look it up. Anyway, the guys were all down to their boxers, except Chris who still had his shirt on and Frankie who had his crooked hat on. It was two in the morning now and no one wanted to draw another car, except for Chris because he still had more to lose. All the guys were telling him not to and all the girls were saying the same thing. We pretty much just called it a game and spent the rest of the night just chilling in our underwear. Frankie was wearing these cute boxers that were nice and tight on him and highlighted his ass cheeks nicely. It reminded me his pair of boxers that were up in room, soaked in his cum from before. People began leaving around 2 thirty and eventually it was just Frankie and I.
"I can drive him home if you want," said Chris as he was heading out the door. He was sober enough to drive, I think.
"No, its cool, I am driving him home later after he helps me clean up the house," I answered. Chris laughed as he nodded and turned to leave. I wasn't keeping Frankie to clean, but he doesn't know that. We went down into the basement to start cleaning.
"You're really just using me to clean up!" Frankie said as he sat down on my couch and gave me a sad look. I laughed as I nodded, lying to him.
"You know what needs the most cleaning?" I asked him as he just threw his arms across his chest and gave a `humph.'
"The basement?" he answered, not catching on to my sexual innuendo.
"No fool," I said as I walked over to him. I whispered into his ear, "my dick!" He just keeled over from laughter at that one. I laughed too because, after all, it was a pretty stupid comment. "So can you stay over?" I asked him as I sat on the couch next to my beautiful boy.
"I could, but do I want to..." he said as he reached over and squeezed my dick through my boxers.
"Fuck," I gasped, "what if I want you to?" I said as I caught my breath.
"Do you have an appointment?" he said, further taunting and teasing me.
"Pencil me in you little shit, cuz I am ready now!" I said. He laughed and pulled my boxers down, exposing me for all I was worth. He brought my boxers to my head and pulled them onto my head like a cap, smiling his great smile. He pushed me back onto the couch so I was lying on my back and he got over me and kneeled over my stomach, one knee on either side of my hips. He lowered himself so that he was sitting on my crotch!
"Holy fuck!" I cried when I felt his ass on my dick, which was harder then a rock and resting against my tummy. He began moving his hips forward, jacking me off with his ass cheeks. He put his hands on my chest, stabilizing himself as he continued thrusting his hips forward making me moan like crazy. He played with my nipples as he pushed his hips forward, clenching his ass cheeks around my dick as he jacked me off in the craziest way I could have thought of. I reached towards him and held him by the hips, guiding his thrusts as I added to them with some of my own. He was moaning too now, which was making me go crazy with lust and passion. "Jesus Frankie, you're amazing!" he smiled down at me and reached up and grabbed his hat off of his head and placed it over my face.
"Don't peek," he said to me as he thrust one more time and then got off of me. So many thoughts were running through my head right now and I was so horny and hard that I just started jacking myself off but something slapped my hand away. I smiled under his hat and put my hands behind my head, waiting for whatever Frankie was going to do.
"AAHH!" I gasped as I felt something wet on my dick. It was there for a second, then gone. My heartbeat doubled and my breathing was very ragged and low. Then there it was again, just a flick of something hot and wet swiped across the under side of my dick head! "Frankie, don't stop, please Frankie!" I said as I panted. Then my whole dick was encased in a hot and wet cavity that I could only assume was my boy's hot little mouth! I thrust my hips upward and I heard a little gag. He sank his mouth lower and lower on my dick until I felt his chin on my balls. He flicked his tongue across my piss slit as he came back up and sank back down again. His lips wrapped firmly around my dick as he bobbed up and down on my dick, giving me the best head I have ever received. He let my dick slide out of his mouth and went lower until his tongue found my sac. He whipped his tongue all over my tight sac, wetting every millimeter of my scrotum. He went back to my dick, licking the length of it before putting it all back in his mouth and swirling his tongue around my head and gently biting my dick, which only made me moan louder. I pulled the hat off from my face so I could watch as my beauty sank his mouth down onto my throbbing penis. I looked down and saw him staring right back up at me. I pulled his head off of my aching dick and made him sit upright so I could take his boxers off. He got the hint and arranged himself so his goodies were hanging directly over my face as he sank his mouth back over my dick again. I tugged on his dick with my hand while I flicked my tongue over his tight little pouch that held his precious balls. I heard him moan and felt him hum as he expressed his pleasure while his mouth was still wrapped firmly around my dick head. I continued to tease him, just flicking my tongue out to graze his dick head, which was oozing pre cum. I licked him clean of all his juices and swallowed my tasty boy. I licked the entire length of his wonderful boy hood as he cooed in ecstasy. He was going all out on my dick with his mouth, working my dick every way he could think. His tongue was circling my dick head over and over as he bobbed his head up and down on my cock making me almost cry out in pleasure.
I reached my hands around him and gripped his ass hard and pulled him into my mouth slowly. He oozed more as he entered my hot mouth. My moist mouth combined with his leaking dick made a slick lube that allowed for a nice rhythm for him to hump my face. He started bucking his hips harder and harder, thrusting his dick further into my throat. My nose was buried in his short light brown ball hairs as his dick pushed further down my throat and caused me to gag a little. We sucked each other off for as long as we could before he backed off of me to get some air. I gradually spread his ass cheeks apart and slid a finger across his pucker. He gasped audibly and went right back for my dick, sinking all the way down while he tugged at my sac and tickled my taint. I was caressing his back with one hand as the other continued to tickle his pucker and elicit multiple moans from Frankie. I pushed harder and opened his hole up and sank my finger in until it was in to the first knuckle. His ass was so tight. With each push or my finger he would clench his cheeks and moan, sucking me hard, which caused my dick to twitch and ooze pre cum into his eager mouth. I got my finger in further and soon I was fucking his ass with one finger, and then another. He was going crazy. He was jerking all over the place, shaking while I pushed harder against his prostate. He let my dick slide out of his mouth as I pushed in one more time and ticked his dick with my tongue.
"FUCK!" he cried as he shot his load into my mouth without warning. I tried to swallow was much as I could but some leaked out the sides of my mouth and onto my cheeks. He bucked his hips harder and harder into me with each shot of cum that he dumped into my mouth. He must have shot six times, each one decreasing in size. I savored the taste as he just held himself up with his hands as his dick remained in my mouth, leaking a little bit more. I continued to sweep my tongue over his dick head as moan some more. His breathing was very deep and labored when he said, "Kyle, that was incredible!" He got up off of me and pulled me up so I was standing next in front of him. He reached up and grabbed my face as he planted a huge kiss on my mouth! I was in awe as I tasted my boy for the first time. He sank back down to his knees and took my dick back into his mouth. It didn't take long for me to get off and soon I was shooting into Frankie's hot little mouth. I shot five huge loads and a couple small ones into Frankie. He stood up quickly and grabbed my face again, pulling me towards him as he opened his mouth and kissed me passionately, forcing his tongue into my mouth. I quickly opened my mouth and was rewarded with a flood of my own cum! He didn't swallow any! Out tongues battled each other as my cum flowed from one mouth into the other. He shoved his tongue deep into my throat as I grabbed his hips and pulled him closer to me as we collapsed on the couch and continued our tongue battle. He pulled off after all the cum was swallowed and just smiled down on me as his naked body rested on top of mine. Could this night get any better?
Frankie cuddled up against me as he pulled a blanket over us that was left on my couch from before. He fell asleep in my arms as my dick rested between those round cheeks of him and my hand gripped firmly to his boy hood and my mouth planted countless kisses on his neck. I can only imagine that it was the best nights sleep ever!
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