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The Sneakers. Chapter 6.
Now Tony gave Buddy the first answer....he fit the rubber he was draining on the teen's tongue, right over the tip of Buddy's tongue. Then while he held onto the end of Buddy's tongue wiggling inside the rubber, he said, "Suck yur tongue all the way in, dude...keep it up...shove deeper...yahhhh that's it," Tony said encouraging the rookie cocksucker. He helped Buddy by fingering the rubber with his fingers and soon felt the tip of Buddy's tongue in the still gooey reservoir tip.
Tony said, "Suck the whole thing out toolhead. I want that thing slicky shiny when you done."
After great hesitation, mostly from trying to prevent wretching his mother's taste and stink out him....he busily worked his tongue inside the rubber till the last dregs of man spooge was down his belly as well.
So really out of it anymore, Buddy didn't know the donor. His mind could not connect things much anymore. "That, my little man, was what was left of yur little brother-to-be. Yur daddy's fuckjelly, dude....that's whutchu ate....yur own little brothers....millions of 'em!"
Tony snickered quietly, his whole body rucking and jerking as he stifled his hysteria, just barely.
"That's right, cocksucker...yur daddy's own special jam...just like the kind whut made'ju!"
Buddy wretched and jerked his whole upper body up to half sitting. Tony smacked his face hard and all upchuck sensations were gone instantly. "The good news for yur dad and mom is that because you just swallered yur dad's spunk, they not gonna be making no baby....the bad news...ha!....is that maybe...jus' maybe....I just dropped yur little brother up yur mommy. I WASN'T usin' no rubber, fuckstick. If she pregs up dude...the little fucker's gonna look jus' like me....and in a few years you'll be suckin' HIS cock!!!!"
Back in bed, Warren was literally consumed by his wife when she surprised him and rolled over wrapping a leg and arm around his clean and showered body. Warren shivered when she humped his hip. Mannnn he was fuckin' hard again....she'd never gone for more than one rodeo ride till last night...now here she is begging for him to bury his mantool up inside again!!!??? He tongued into her mouth and then reached for the box of rubbers on the nightstand.
As Buddy's legs were pushed up and his knees boxed his head, Tony nuzzled the head of his never sated cock at the kid's hole. Then...he just stopped and seemed to be looking all around the darkness. He jumped off the bed yanking a pillow from under Buddy's head. He dropped it at the bottom of the door so light couldn't be seen from out in the hall. Following his bobbing hardon to the night table, he fumbled around with the lamp till it was switched on. He jumped between Buddy's legs and pushed them back up again. Nuzzling boypussy one more time in full view, he looked into Buddy's soulful eyes and said, "I just hadda see you take it this time, cuntboy...just hadda see it all you little fuck." He leaned in and when he his butt surged forward, his teen cockhead sank through those winking boyhole membranes surrounding Buddy's anal ring as Buddy moaned a long low, "U-h-h-h-n-n-n-n-n-n-g-g-g-f-f-f-f."
Tony looked down at the newly flushed face of Buddy on his pillow, and said, "Mannnn, dude, you are really sumpfin....you ated yur momjuice and yur dadcurd, tonight, slutpucky....whut kid can claim that!!!? And now...now, you gonna take care of yur best bud in the whole wide room, fucker....yes you are, pussy!! Ain'tchu?" he rutted hard up into the grunting Buddy. "AIN'TCHU!!?????"
The Sneakers. Chapter 6.
The sinewy cock muscle strained....all the engorged veins bulged under the delicate skins of Tony's fiery prick. When Tony pulled all the way back till just his knob was in Buddy, he sat on his heels...smiled at Buddy while he teased the kid's hole with a rocking cockhead diddle. He gazed at his fine, wide slab of fucktool. That large vein up top of his dick that rose up into his pubes fascinated him. Now he was back up and leaning into his fuckboy's hole again.
They both grunted and moaned as the hefty cock surged back through Buddy and gave them both so much pleasure......
Buddy reached for his fucker and Tony almost swooned for the obvious thrill the kid felt at letting Tony have his teenbud. Buddy's hands smoothed to first Tony's arms and gently smoothed down to his wrists. Then they reached up and smoothed the boy's chest and even worried the titnips with the palms sending shivers through Tony he didn't want to have just yet. He really wanted this boyfuck to last a long time. He just loved plowing this kid's ass. It somehow gave him a sense of being...a home....a home to belong to.
That did it! He slowed his raging bung-pummeling and said, "Ya know slick, I was thinkin'. Whutta you think about talking to yur folks about letting a poor, down and out friend of yours move in and be your new brother?"
Buddy thought he was dreaming. Tony couldn't mean that! Nooooo! He couldn't...could he? He COULD!
Tony was smiling and nodding as he beat a fine fuck up Buddy's hole. "Yeah, kid. I kin be yur new brother, that is till the brother I just made you in the other room comes home to roost. Won'tcher daddy be surprised when he has dark hair and looks like meeeeee!"
Buddy was a crazed muddle now, and Tony said, "Look, you can set it up fer after your sleepover at the loft downtown with me tonight. When we get home tomorrow, you can invite me to dinner and I'll be so charming, gooey and smiley. I'll even let yer mom smell me when I stand up next to her chair with my fly right near her face. Think she'll remember who made her feel so good tonight? One thing I do know fer sure. After she smells me again, yur dad's gonna have another party in bed that night."
Buddy's head was snapping left and right on his pillow and he kept whispering wildly, "No, you can't...it's not... we can't...I don't know....how?....."
"Shhhhhh," Tony pressed a finger to Buddy's lips. Buddy quieted and the finger slipped in along with two others which rode up and back over Buddy's sucking tongue and lips.
Then Buddy's eyes went wide. "Whut sleepover? Whut loft....downtown????" he glucked over the spitty fingers.
I want you to meet my friends....well, they're not really friends...let's say, they're acquaintances. But it'll be good for them to share yu...know you like I do. I'd like to have you be a 'member' of whatever it is we are down there. There's guys, girls....bums, dopers, ever'thin'....and it's like the connection place....you want it...it's there. So tell your mom before you leave for school in the mornin'.
"I'm gonna leave later myself. I'm hauling AFTER your father leaves this time. I needa check somethin' out after he's gone, before I leave.
Tony was sliding up and back through Buddy the whole time he was giving the kid his orders for the next day. He pushed Buddy's legs way out wide now, clenching his fingers between the kid's toes, watching Buddy's crease widen out and his sweaty, reddened butt cheeks glow in the night light as he ham-slammed the teen tool, inch-by-inch up his mattress. The pillow would close to Buddy's head then fall off like huge floppy ears with each driving Tony thrust.
"Ohh! Uhhh! Mmmmmm!! Huhhhhhh! Uh! Uh! Uh!" Tony mooned, sighed and grunted as he wadded up into Buddy's boybox. "Man oh man, you a good fuck, Buddy! We gonna hafta be doin' this more often...HA!" Tony teased Buddy who squeezed his butt muscles onto his fucker's rod giving Tony an even greater thrill as he pumped the dregs of his nut up the kid's hole.
Tony flopped down onto Buddy and molded their sweaty skins together while his heavy breathing eased back to normal.
He was licking into and around Buddy's ear and then chewed and sucked it into his mouth. Buddy's head tried to duck and turn away like a little dog does when his ear is fiddled with, but Tony stayed with it and sloshed his spitty taster into every inner crevice. Buddy was exhausted from all his nerve endings being endlessly triggered beyond what a boy should have to endure.
He slumped heavily into the bedclothes and was brought out of it when Tony licked him from his chin, up his nose and into his hair. "You some fuck Charlie Brown!" Tony snickered. "Let's rest now and we can fuck you again before school," Tony said, as if Buddy was just hanging on every move in hope that Tony would fuck him again. Everything of Buddy's felt sore.
Tony got out of bed and was rummaging in Buddy's desk. He found a roll of twine and then pulled Buddy all the way down the mattress. He crawled back onto the pillow and then with hands to the sides of Buddy's head he forced the kid to
turn over on is belly. Now Tony nuzzled his crotch right down into the fundick's face.
Buddy's eyes were staring right into Tony's balls. Tony grabbed Buddy's wrists and wrapped them 'round and 'round, and then had Buddy lend his knees so his feet came up above his shoulders. The ankles were tied to the wrists. "Ahmena get a few sleeps, pussylips, but you gonna be busy. Getcher tongue up my hole and make me happy. For a change every little while, you can lick my balls. If I wake up and you asleep down there, you in BIG fuckin' trubble!"
With thumbs and forefingers, he gripped the kid's two ears and pulled him tight into his butthole. "Lemme hear some tongue slicking, fuckboy!"
"Shlupp! Ssshhkwulch! Sqwuckkk!"
"Mmmmmmmmmm.....good boi.....good....boi....." and he was out.
Buddy was s-o-o-o-o-o tired, and he was actually dozing and waking up like a dreary driver. Sometimes he'd wake confused to find his tongue sucked up into something, till he realized the new world he was in once again.
Every so often Tony would buck in his sleep and send Buddy's tongue into countersink.
As sunlight started to light the room, Tony woke and was actually a total quiver from the titillating tongue bunging he'd gotten from his fuckbuddy the last hours. His cock was drooling prefuck juice constantly and had puddled in his pubes, lower belly and belly button. He patted Buddy's head, smiling at his young captive, trussed up with his arms and legs tied up in the air behind and above him. He untied his butteater before pulling him by the ears again until Buddy scrambled as best he could to get up on Tony's belly before being fitted for a very needy cock.
He smoothed a palm to Buddy's chest smiling and said, "We gonna play 'fuckin' bronco', dipshit, and guess who's the 'fuckeroo'??!"
He let Buddy push down into his hands for bounce-fucking leverage, or Buddy could never have made it.
Tony got a real thrill when he saw the spittle goo drooling out the corners of Buddy's mouth ten minutes into the self-fucking ordeal. The kid's eyes were rolling back in his head and his delirium was consuming when Tony rut-fucked wildly to get off when he thought the kid was gonna pass out. One thing Tony wanted was to have his pussy awake to enjoy the seeding.
As the shower roared in the bathroom with Buddy's dad, Tony barked up into Buddy's face, "Fuck you, faggot! Fuck you! Fuck you! Fuckyou!!" and then both boys were suspended in Tony's final arching upfuck momentarily as the kid wheezed, sqwhined and then flopped them both to the bed as he sighed in his aftercum.
He pulled Buddy down onto his chest and absently licked the top of his head.
With fuck ooze seeping from Buddy's teener hole down the back of his thighs, Tony pushed Buddy down his belly till the boy's face was over his prod to service and clean. "Wipe up my cumdrooze fum yur asshole and eat that too," Tony ordered Buddy.
'Bam! Bam! Bam!' came a hard pounding on Buddy's door. "Up and at'em sport!" called Buddy's dad, Warren, after he had showered and dressed.
Both kids jumped through their skin. Tony'd never stayed over this late and didn't know the wake up routine.
"Y-Yeh, dad...Ahm up!"
Warren would now get some quick breakfast, coffee and head out to work. Buddy's mom would sleep till after Buddy was in the shower himself and then make him breakfast.
When the dad was gone, Tony went into the bathroom for a wet rag off, and was going to piss, but smiled and held off. He came back into the room and grabbed Buddy by the scruff and pulled the teen dick to the floor on his knees. "Drain me faggot!"
Buddy's lips, throat and tongue muscles were put to the test to keep from spilling boy piss on the floor. He took it all and was rewarded with five harsh cock smacks back and forth across his face. Above his head, Tony was gingerly holding the top edge of another fucking rubber! He'd found it in the bathroom trash hidden in a tissue. Buddy just stared at the messy thing. Tony put the edge around the kid's tongue and made him lick where it was wrapped around his dad's cock. "I'm putting this in yur freezer till next time we're together. Remember, you been told how to get to the loft....be there after school. You're spending the night." Buddy nodded and bowed his head after lapping the inside of the top of his dad's second rubber of the night.
In due time Tony was dressed and left before Buddy's mom got up.
As Buddy ate breakfast he kept looking at the freezer door on the fridge. He kept licking at his lips absently.
He told his mother about the sleepover and she was pleased that he was bonding more and opening up with boys his age, readily agreeing to the sleepover.
Buddy grabbed his books and headed out as his mother went about cleaning up the kitchen.
He thought he'd take the public bus as worn out and tired as he was, he just didn't want to walk the whole ways to school.
He hopped up the steps, showed his pass, and started to sit down about midway down the aisle, when he heard, "Hey, dweeb!"
He shuddered. He knew that booming voice. Typically, nobody else on the bus even looked up. Buddy did though.
There was big Joe....the first dude that had paid Tony for Buddy's mouth. He was Tony's school mate, too, since Tony had told him if he ever wanted another piece of Buddy, he should arrange for it at school.
Since they went to different schools Buddy was surprised to see Joe on the same bus as he. Joe was crooking his forefinger for Buddy to come to him....he did.
He tentatively shuffled to the back of the bus.
When he was in arms reach, Joe grabbed his waist band in front and yanked Buddy down next to him and pushed the kid's face into his fly. "Warm it up, boy! Get it ready."
Buddy could have screamed he was so shocked at being taken again. But his internal hysteria was moderated by his being so worn down from the last day's and night's action he'd been put through. His insides were in tremor as his face and lips were shoved roughly back and forth over the hardening spot under the fly of Joe's jeans.
Joe leaned down into the back of Buddy's neck, and growled, "Get it out faggot, and get me off before my stop!"
Buddy was flummoxed and fumbled with the jeans button and zipper till he finally pulled the funky scented fuck tool from Joe's pants.
Oh mannnnn! That fully engorged peter sprung out into Buddy's nose and soon Buddy's whole body was writhing there hunched over in the seat as his face was rocked over onto that grade A beef roll.
Buddy was gurgling and gwalking trying to service the monster prick and Joe had the kid by the seat of his pants and was sort of pulling him up and driving him down onto that Joetool.
The gwuffling sounds got a woman up a row on the other side of the bus to look back at the ruckus. She gaped with a look of disgust on her face and shook her head.
Joe looked right back at her, smiled broadly as he kept shoving Buddy's face onto his meat, and offered, "You want some lady???"
Her mouth hung open, and she shuffled all around nervously in her seat and faced front. Joe guffawed a huge burst of laughter and throated Buddy at the same time. The kid was kicking the floor behind him and was riding on his belly over Joe's extended knee, punching at the seat and Joe's legs as he tried to breathe, and then there was a calming.....followed by several wild hump-fucking motions under Buddy as Joe got off up inside his new and favorite cumdump.
When he was in some semblance of order, Joe pushed Buddy to the floor, pressed a hand hard to the back of his neck and had him lick the laces of his sneaks. When he finally let him up, Buddy was way past his school stop and in the disheveled mess he was in, he ran up the aisle to get off as soon as the driver would stop.
The woman who played do-gooder in the back of the bus, turned again to look at Joe when Buddy ran past with his shirt and pants all in disarray, and this time, there was Joe, with his big tool standing straight up out of his fist and he was shaking it at her offering it to the stupid bitch. She got scared now and scrambled around to get all her things and hustled up the aisle away from Joe.
She heard him laugh and laugh. It was such a wicked laugh. Buddy knew it too. It made his skin to crawl when he heard the prick sneer at him. He could still hear it reverberating in his ears after he frantically stumbled down the steps off the bus face-planting into the muck at the curb.
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