Disclaimer: If you are not yet 18 years of age or if it is illegal to read materials of this kind where you live, then please stop now. This story contains descriptions of sexual activity between teenage boys. The acts are consensual and are a result of their love or lust for one another. Please write: jarrod749@yahoo.com. I would love to hear if you like my story. The Sneakers. Chapter 7.
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 giving him a fucking wedgie 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. The cumslop that droozed in glops and strings out of his mouth as he was yanked off Joe's meat ended up on the edge of the seat, down the front and onto Joe's sneakers. When he finally let him up, Buddy was way past his school stop and in the disheveled mess he was, 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 heard 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.
The Sneakers. Chapter 7.
Buddy was one sorry mess when he finally got to school that morning....bad enough that he reported in at the admin office that he had fallen and had to clean himself up. He looked so bad that they actually ended up sending him to the nurse where he was swabbed and checked, and they even took his tee shirt and washed and dried it for him. He kept worrying and looking at the nurse while she worked on him for any sign that she recognized any tell tale cum scents. He had splashed water from a drink fountain over his face when he got into the building, but, the smell of Joe's cock, funk and cum was still inside his nose.
He felt like a new man when he came bopping out of there to class about 20 minutes late with a note even, so he didn't get any detention. He was so glad for that. Tony would give him some shit if he was late that afternoon to the loft.
The day dragged and dragged as the hour closed on his trek to the loft. By the time the bell rang he was so on edge he jumped through his skins when it went off.
His legs were like rubber as he tried to speed his way out to get the bus downtown.
He was shaking like a leaf when he held his card out to the driver, and caused the driver to check him out to make sure he wasn't injured or sick. "You awright, boy?" he asked.
"Y-y-ehh...I-I'm..uh...yeh, ummm....okay," and stumbled into the first seat behind the driver.
It seemed like the bus was moving too fast. Buddy was in one of those hopeless situations where he was wishing the inevitable to never happen. The words he dreaded, "Here's yur stop, kid," all too soon came from the driver, and the guy watched Buddy literally drag himself out of his seat and fumble and bumble down the steps looking up, then left, then right.
The bus pulled away. Buddy knew his stall was over. He was right in front of the address, '307 Third Street'. Whutta place! The dregs! And Buddy wasn't from a good nabe himself. But this, this was the lowest of the low.
He shifted his backpack higher on his shoulder took a huge breath and started toward the basically green door covered with rust and graffiti. Then he stopped when two big dudes came up from the right and grabbed the door knob. They looked at Buddy, and it seemed they knew all about him as they held the door wide, smiled wide and with sweeping arms both ushered him through the door, and up this super long flight of old steel-edged steps.
Even in his teen youth, he was a bit gassed when he finally reached the top floor.
The room was not really a room at all. It was huge...it was the whole top floor of the building! Some windows were blacked and some had light showing through but were so dirty you couldn't see out of them. Electric wires hung from the ceiling with lightbulbs on here and there. The whole area was really very dimly lit....and fucking eerie.
There were cushions, mattresses, cardboard lean-to's, old house furniture, torn and worn all over. The 'special smell' of the place made one glad it wasn't a hot day with sun beating on that roof. It seemed to be a blend of outhouse and mildew.
The two guys who guided Buddy up the stairs asked him, "So dude, you got a sponsor?"
Buddy stammered and then said, "Nuh..umm...oh yeh...I think...T-Tony??"
One guy shoved Buddy ahead and out into the center of the room calling for Tony.
Out of the shadows Buddy saw Tony emerge with a beer bottle at his mouth waving off the two guys and culling Buddy with an arm around his neck pulling him across the room under a bright window where he sat Buddy on a stool.
Soon he got the drift that anyone on a stool was a 'sponsored' visitor. It seemed there was nobody else on a stool. Also, it seemed the guys who were meandering around giving the glad hand to others there would pay special attention to him.
One of the guys came over with some cash and told Tony to go get some snacks and stuff for everybody. He turned to take Buddy along to help, and when he did, he saw a lasso-looped rope drop over Buddy's head and get tightened around his neck. Buddy was being led away already by three other guys the dude making the food order handed him off to.
"Don't worry....he's with 'friends'. We know you're his man," the guy...Mugg, said. Tony was actually a bit nervous....and also jealous. He wanted to be there when they put Buddy through his paces and was going to miss some of it for sure. He trudged away and out to the store....thinking....was this a mistake?
Buddy went wide eyed and grabbed at the rope when the Mugg had initially tightened it.
One of the guys leading him away was calming him with soft talk, and gently pulled him to him, smoothed his left palm to Buddy's head and cheek, and sent a right uppercut into the kid's belly doubling him at first, before he just crumpled to the floor. From above him as he tried to stifle the need to puke, Buddy heard, "Whut do they call you, cuntboi?"
When Tony pushed back on the squeaky big metal door on his return, there were a whole lot more folks in the 'loft'. The 'loft' was a club...it was a place...it was a membership. You didn't become a member so much as you just assimilated....or as in Tony's case he was just absorbed.
When he first used the loft as a place to crash, he was one of maybe 10 different guys, mostly young dudes, some as young as 12 just looking for a place to sleep. As time went on, more and more folks came through the loft.
It was a place to score and blow dope. A place to take your cunt for a quickie. Off in the darkest areas of the loft Tony could pick out through the smokey haze, several couples, probably just from school, getting their jollies.
When new 'talent' like Buddy was on the scene, all the hangers on, who were there for nothing special, took advantage of an empty palm, mouth or butthole.
There he was bent over, his ass up out of an old armchair, legs splayed, naked to the whole wide room, with about ten guys all around him, shoving fingers down into the kid's butthole, and then into his mouth and then over and over again. He saw at one point five different guys' fingers in Buddy at one time. The kid was gasping and sucking for air, but could barely get a chance what with the cock that was seeking entry through his lips.
This lanky blond kid had straddled Buddy's head, and squatted down from above and pressed his fine prong right into Buddy's lips. As Tony moved closer, the guy who gave him the money for the snacks, Mugg, told him to drop the bags, and step up to his sponsored boy.
Tony looked down into Buddy's overstuffed face...and ass...and just sucked in a breath from the sight! His mind ran back to the alley with him, Jake and Morry when they jumped him for his sneakers.....
Mugg snapped him back when he said, "I assume he's been 'broken in'...that right my man?"
Tony nodded sort of dumbly, in awe of the scene before him. It was strange. He'd seen this act played out so many times before, and he'd been one of the players as well.
But this time, it was, well, Buddy was 'his'. His entry in the game. So this time it was very different. Because Tony himself was just absorbed into the 'loft' scene, he never was 'indoctrinated' as Buddy was right then....he'd always been one of the 'indoctrinators'. And he had always had great funs. Some of the guys he'd broken in at the loft, were among the crowd around Buddy right then. One of them all but dropped to his knees at the sight of Tony. Tony's cock was like a magnet to this kid's mouth, but, there he was, finger-dicking Buddy like a trooper, gawking at Tony, licking his lips.
Mugg said, "You get first dibs on yer boy here before we all take a number, Tone. You wanna show us yur style?"
Tony did want to be Buddy's first in the loft, he actually felt some responsibility to him. As soon as he nodded his head, he handed off the bags of snacks and popped his jeans button and fly and whipped his hog with a palm of spit before he pulled Buddy's tail down to it.
"Phwoooophhhh!" Buddy groaned as Tony sank balls deep to the cheers of the waiting butt fuckers all around them.
More guys were coming from all over as the crowd started to chant in synch with Tony's ham-slamming buttfuck of his new addition to this sort of 'Star Wars bar scene.'
Mannnn....there were 'schlkky' sounds out of Buddy's asshole and mouth, and the sticky palming sounds of the dudes awaiting service.....pissholes leaking prefuck and opening and closing in that distorted way the holes open....so horny hot!
One guy on each side of the big chair had one of Buddy's feet up under his arm so he could keep his hands free to work his own balls and cock.....they panted anxiously hoping for a chance at the new fuckpuppy. Some them couldn't keep their hands off the kid's sweaty skins and touched here, pinched there, squeezed and kneaded pieces of fuckpuppy. Two girls came by, tits hanging out free with the breeze, their boyfriends playing with their butts. They both leaned in over Buddy and kissed his head, "Hi honey," one of them said. His eyes rolled up to see who it was as he continued to blow the lanky blond kid. The girls did one better...they bent down again and licked the spitty shaft as it pumped in and out of Buddy's drooling mouth. Their tits nearly smothered the poor dude. The kid getting blowed let Buddy suck the mammaries from underneath while he sucked in each of the four nipples one at a time and wowalled 'em before giving 'em tender nippy-bites.
The girls yowled and jumped back giggling and swinging their fine tails which their boyfriends were funning with, and the blond restuffed Buddy's face to his curly gold pubes again.
Tony followed the girls with his eyes as they went out to the center of the room and both sat on the guys' cocks and squealed and giggled while they fucked themselves silly. He made a mental note to have some of that later with a nod to himself.
In a buttbanging finale, Tony pumped Buddy's bent up neck deeper and deeper into the crease at the seat of the chair. The blond facefucker was riding that tongue best he could as they both jostled and flounced to Tony's wild fucking nut!
When Tony finally was pulled out of his fucktoy, Mugg pointed to one of the dudes waiting to have at the kid's cumsloppy ass, "Yur on, 'Roadkill'."
Roadkill got his name from his matter of fact attitude toward leaving buddies in the lurch when he just lost interest or trouble came down. The big teethy grin accompanied his bowlegged saunter as he unsnapped his jeans, shoved them down baring his unboxered randy pud for action.
He scooped up Tony's slop oozing out of the kid's ass with his hand and 'lubed' his prick, swearing to all who could hear, "best lube in the world!" Then he 'holed' his cock in the teen cumdump and plowed deeeeeep! "Oh yeh. Oh fuck-in' YEHHHH! Nice asshole. Nice nice nice! Cunt fits me like a glove...oh yeh!" he called out as he broke into a butt reaming hump he seemed to be bringing up from his socks to his balls. He crouched his teen butt down, spread those legs wide and shoved up hard into Buddy over and over....
"Uh uh uh uh! Uh-oh-yiiii!" squealed Buddy through a mouth stuffed with pumping boy prick. Just then, Buddy's face was yanked hard over his blond facefucker's cock which now drove through Buddy's gawawking throat and executed severe reamage while screaming "Swallow fucker! Swallow over it....yehhh keep swallerin'...more...yahhh...again ....again...aga---AHHHHHHCCHH! Omigod! Ohhh! Ohyeh! So goooood! Take it you fuck! Take me....ohgod, eat meeeee....Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!
Blondie was being hauled out of Buddy's mouth as 'Spunker' climbed up on the cushion and sat into Buddy's spittiecum-slopped face. The kid literally climbed into Buddy who 'Gwalff'ed as his mouth rode dick once more.
Roadkill reamed and rammed to his nut, and true to his name he yanked his still shooting prick out of Buddy, spanked the kid's ass and left Buddy's pulsing asshole to the next cock.
Buddy felt sweat pasted to the back and cushion of the old chair there in the center of the room surrounded by more dripping cock to pleasure his toypussy. Again and again his face and bung were 'holed' out. Mugg wanted to be last in this early round.
Mugg then changed the venue. He picked the kid up and went round the back of the chair, laying the kid to his back and slid his head down onto the seat cushion. The next throat fucker just sank right into Buddy's mouth over the top of his head, smooshing his ballsack all over Buddy's nose and eyes. Fine-tooled face reamage ensued, as Mugg pulled Buddy's ass-glove toward his nine inch monster teen pleaser.
Buddy's lips and tongue had all to do to keep up with the kid pumping prong through his fuck-slopped lips. None of his face parts seemed to be working together.
At Buddy's other end, his ass was up and against Mugg's sliding prick which was gliding up and back through the heavily trafficked fuckfurrow. Mugg's hefty nine inches made him something of a legend at the loft and among the crowd that made it's way there off and on through the year.
Mugg was hot now watching his cockhead balloon with blood, turning it into mushrooming deep purple plum with a pisshole that opened and closed in its recessed slot with its come-hither wink that was even getting to the others who stood around to watch the 're-taking of Buddy'.
Just then the kid in Buddy's mouth was screaming his blowoff through the kid's facehole, leaving the entire boyditch to Mugg who literally pulled the kid off the facefucker's dick and eased Buddy up and off the back of the chair. Then he hung him down to his head and hands on the floor.
Mugg's slippy-slider found its home now and pounded to glory in a squealing whining upside down Buddy who had never taken anything that big. Mugg pulled the kid's ankles up around his neck and ordered the kid to lock his feet there or he get a headbanging to go with his assbanging.
Weak as Buddy was after an hour and a half of butt and face plowing, he hooked his feet as tight as he could just as the big meaty masher surged to the balls up inside him.
"OHHHHHHHHOOOOHHHHHH!!!!" Buddy howled! His whole bottom was numbed but he felt so full...fuckin' eh....he was!! That teenbox plunger started to rut the young kid who now wrapped his arms backwardly around the bottom of Mugg's legs. He white-knuckled in his super tight grip to the back of Mugg's thighs as he was walked around the huge loft and from group to group of kids just lying around the floor doing their thing.
Buddy almost felt jilted when from upside down he passed by his 'sponsor' Tony who was fucking one of the cunt that had tit-smothered Buddy earlier. Tony sure took his sport out on Buddy but there was no doubt he was a bona fideee cunt man! Truth is, the kid just couldn't get enough! Hmmmm...does anybody....really???
In full fuckrut, Mugg hauled his upside down bangeeboi around the room, dropped his face into a cunt here, a cock there....one kid even kneeled up into Buddy's face and pumped a load while he hung there helpless, at the mercy of boyhole pleasers of all sizes and shapes.
He was finally pulled up to wrap his hands around Mugg while the big dude finished off and seeded his bunger. Mugg chose three of the girls in the room to serve teen boypussy. As the goop slopped out of Buddy's asshole around the big throbbing cock Mugg kept humping him with, the three the girls were underneath sucking and licking boy hole and manboy cock and spooge like it was whipped cream.
Mugg smiled wide when he stepped away and saw the cumsludge circling the cunts' mouths like they had been in a pie fight.
Tony came over to Buddy as Mugg walked away leaving the kid fucked over and out on his back not far from the chair where his loft adventure began.
Tony kneeled next to Buddy, pulled his face up and installed it on his cunt-smelly prick. Even in his stupor he remembered that smell from when Tony did his mother the other night and fed his cunt-slicked dick to Buddy to 'learn' from.
It seemed to energize Buddy some and Tony watched Buddy's prick harden while he swabbed pussy juice off Tony's cock and out of his pubes.
They ferreted out their clothes dropped earlier, and found a quiet corner and a few old blankets to huddle up in to get some much needed rest. It seemed like they were snugged there only a couple of minutes instead the actual few hours, when they were awakened.
Since Tony was wrapped around Buddy, there was no way for Buddy to serve without Tony being roused too.
In the loft, the newboi was there to serve his entire first day and night. And so it was as a whole new parade began. Oh man, it was so hot! Tony was still holding onto Buddy in his sleep clinch, while Buddy's ass was taken by the passing herd once more.
Actually that only lasted for a few rounds, till they just took Buddy on a skateboard. Tony had heard the familiar rumble when 'Boardie' came in around midnight and skated all around the loft getting blowed and laid as he went and then some of the dudes told him they had a 'newbie' there.
The skateboard roared in and stopped against the huddled boy clinch of Buddy and Tony. Boardie pulled Buddy from the clutches of Tony and laid him long ways on the board and then shoved the board out into the room. After having Buddy prime his meat he squatted up against his boybox, nuzzled the kid's hole with his fine teen tool and pulled the skateboarded kid over his cock. Back and forth and back and forth Buddy was skateboarded to rousing fucking adventure on Boardie's prick. The starts and stops of the skateboard wheels up and back added to the erotics of the pummeling boyfuck. He rolled the kid up into a ball and fucked him down...then over on his belly he reamed him while they rolled to the other side of the room. Back again into center he sat on the board into Buddy's hole and pushed them along ruttin' and 'rowing' using his hands as floor oars. At last he had Buddy sit on his cock and fuck himself till his tongue flopped out of his mouth drooling spit and out of his control. The gasping self-fucking boycunt kept bouncing and flouncing on the young skateboarder till Boardie rammed up hard one time and froze. In the midst of a blood curdling scream that woke the entire loft, Boardie shot his wad and sure let everybody know about it.
His final debasement of his young cumdump was to have the kid kneel on the board, and rock back and forth using his hands to push and pull as he sucked and swabbed Boardie's cock clean while the cute skateboarder slapped at Buddy's head and thrupped spit in long stringy gobs onto his cock while the kid sucked and sucked and sucked....and then ohgoddddd...the young fucker was horn-crazed again and grappled at Buddy's head and reamed him right to his cockhairs.
Boardie laughed and laughed as he watched his cocksucker gobble and gawlp his fiery spermcream making spluttery, gagging sounds that were music to his ears. To punctuate all the trouble Buddy was having he long-cocked the kid's face three final stokes....all the way out to the cum dripping head and all the way in and down the amateur cocksucker's throat! Again! Then one more time!
Oh mannnn! Boardie felt like he just gotten his nut for the very first time it was so fabulous. Staggering in his after-facing of Buddy, he shoved his board off across the room with Buddy rolling backwards, ass droozing clear spooge dregs of Boardie's first reaming....and a face that looked like he'd just gotten into a bowl of vanilla icing.
As Boardie held onto one of the support posts for needed afterfuck balance, he watched Buddy's skateboarding asshole get the attention of another group of kids on the other side of the cavernous room. As he watched Buddy being board fucked by some dude and faced by two other other guys together, he was thinking he made history with his board that night. He was betting there'd be more skateboards...and skateboarders at the loft in future. Maybe....maybe not.. ..yes, if they were regulars....but a'course any new entries would have to 'serve' before being accepted. Always a deterrent...unless you were a cockhound.
The only thing on his mind now was that he had to see Tony about lining up the kid for some regular 'duty'. He loved the kid's ass...but Buddy gave him a throat he'd never gotten before...nowheres....he'd PAY to get more....hmmmm....don't we know Tony'd be interested.
Singly and in groups, the lofters put Buddy to the meat, and when he finally crawled back to Tony and snugged under the blankets against his master, Tony woke...he recognized the scent. He whipped around and with the blankets caped over his back like the night he banged the kid's mother, he grabbed the kid's neck and shoulders and shook him. Buddy stared up, afraid of his benefactor now. "Wh-whut...whut'd I do?" he begged.
In the newly sunlit room as day broke, Buddy saw Tony's leering smile....he knew it couldn't be too bad...whut he did...whutever it was.
"You! It's you, you little fucker! And you ARE a little fucker ain'tchu? AIN'TCHU??!" Tony screamed shaking him but laughing too.
"You little DOOOOOODE! You got LAID!!" Tony squealed.
Buddy lay there on his back and just well....nodded....and then with a big wide grin, he realized the momentousness of the pronouncement. He surely had got his first piece of ass! He'd fucked him some cunt! For the first time! Now he was getting happier and happier and Tony jostled him punched and slapped at him and hugged him up close and threw them both down in the mess of scrungy blankets.
Sheepishly, with his head stuffed into Tony's hugging neck and shoulders, he gasped out, "Three times!"
Tony was so happy he didn't know how else to show how he felt, so he resorted to the week old ritual he'd taught Buddy after that afternoon in the alley. He moved up to sitting against the wall, pulled a shroud of blankets over the both of them and pulled Buddy's face over his cock. Buddy's tongue had Tony in a another world in seconds. They celebrated Buddy's first three lays with a butt humping blowjob up Buddy's face....a round of butt chewing and tongue darting and then he kissed the top of Buddy's head before putting that cutie boy face back on his cock for a 'one more ONCE!'
Through the entire second round of Buddy's face feeding, the remainder of the crowd who spent the night at the loft made a pass by Tony's blanket to give him the glad hand for the finest 'newbie' in loft history. They were saying it was a shame they couldn't have him anymore after the first time. "There'll never be another one like him," others said. There was talk about how they could memorialize the night.
Some them patted or kissed the top of Buddy's bobbing, cocksucking head while they thanked and congratulated Tony.
Boardie was last to come over, and smiled weakly at Tony who was throwing his head back with the thrill of some extra special tongue action by his boy cock eater.
Boardie got down on his knees behind the rumpling blankets while he looked at Tony. Tony got it, and just nodded.
Gleefully and with a wide-mouthed silent 'Thank you!' he lifted the blanket and pulled out his rockhard peter. He was so needing that kid's ass just one more time.....and he took it!
Tony smiled into Buddy's cocksucking face when the kid looked soulfully up at him still gobbling teendick wincing as Boardie slid up through him, and lay hard to his back under the blanket. "Boardie," is all Tony said to the unspoken question posed on Buddy's cockstuffed face.
Buddy's eyed closed slowly as the kid's cock sank to the root.....and then they opened again as Boardie began his signature long dicking .... plowing the kid's teen butthole once more. As he dropped down to a body hugging butt-snapping, lurching bodyfuck, Boardie's head came out from under the blanket alongside Buddy's face.
In the constant rutting motion as they both fucked and Buddy sucked Tony, Buddy saw Boardie's eyes smolder in lust at him. Their eyes locked. He'd seen that look somewhat in Tony, but this was a lot more....and Buddy didn't quite understand it....till....Tony's cock slipped from his lips and he got his first tongue sucking kiss ever....and from another.... boy.
Omigod! Buddy thought the kid's tongue was going down his throat!....right where Boardie's cock had been just hours before.
Buddy felt the rush Boardie got from his facesucking of him, and he knew the bigger pretty boy was cumming inside him right then. The pulses against his assring were unmistakable. "Oh goddddd....I need this......" moaned Boardie to a surprised Tony....and Buddy......
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