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Tommy and Terry 3
Tommy still couldn't believe that he had let Terry jack him off. However, what teen could resist a stroking hand on a hard cock? Tommy relived that feeling just as he had relived watching Terry beat off the first time. It fueled recurring masturbation fantasies.
Terry had apparently continued on night shift, and Tommy didn't see him for over a week. Then one evening as Tommy was preparing to leave, he was returning the warehouse key to the office and saw Terry, who had come in early that evening because someone had gone home sick.
"Hey, Tommy," Terry said with a smile. "How have you been?" "I've been doing great," Tommy replied. "Making progress in the warehouse?" Terry asked. "I'm working it," Tommy answered innocently. "I bet you are," Terry said with a leer. "Why are you here at this time of the day?" Tommy asked. "Someone left early and they called me to come in." "That's nice of you," said Tommy. "You headed home?" asked Terry. "Yeah, I've been working all day. I need a shower," Tommy said with a laugh. Terry immediately pictured this cute 16-year-old in the shower, probably doing what all 16-year-olds do in the shower. "Why don't you stop back by later this evening?" asked Terry. "I'll be here all night." "I'll see if I can get away," said Tommy. "Try," said Terry. Tommy almost involuntarily started to get boned, imagining the intent in Terry's conversation.
Tommy drove home, his mind not able to stray very far from his crotch, which always seemed to react to being around Terry. No wonder! He had watched Terry jack off, and then Terry had jacked him off as well! Thinking about that would give any teen a boner! When he got home, there was a note from his parents: they had gone to dinner and a movie on a "date night" and left Tommy some money to get some fast food. As Tommy stripped down for his shower, he wondered if he might stop by work to say hello to Terry as he had been asked. As he stepped into the shower, his teen cock was a full mast. However, he avoided beating his meat. He wondered if...
Tommy watched some television and then decided about 7PM it was time to go out and get some food. Having a car (a sixteenth birthday present!) made it possible for Tommy to have some degree of freedom. But (no surprise), Tommy's first thought was about visiting Terry. He had an idea. He'd call Terry and see if he could pick up some burgers and deliver them to work! So that's what he did. Of course, Terry welcomed a visit AND some food, as he was working alone. Tommy set out on his adventure. Tommy stopped by McDonalds and got a couple of Big Macs and two drinks. He didn't bother with fries, which didn't taste as good cold as they did right out of the fryer. Then he drove over to the office. It was really quiet there. Tommy rang the bell, and Terry came out from the back and let him in. "Food!" Terry exclaimed with a smile. They walked back into the inner office and immediately chowed down on their burgers, washing them down with sodas. "Seems really quiet tonight," said Tommy. "Yeah, there hasn't even been one phone call!" remarked Terry. "No complaints, though!"
They both laughed. Terry was seated in the swiveling desk chair, and Tommy was in the visitor chair. Terry wheeled himself away from the desk, closer to Tommy, and spread his legs. "Like what you see?" Terry asked, glancing down to his crotch. Tommy, of course, looked. The outline of Terry's half-hard cock was visible. Tommy nervously looked away. "Oh, come on, I know you want to look," Terry said as he groped himself. He was right. Tommy's eyes couldn't look away. Terry continued to grope himself as Tommy's eyes remained transfixed. "Is tonight gonna be the night?" Terry asked. "What do you mean?" asked Tommy back, kind of knowing what Terry was asking but wanting to be sure. "Are you gonna do it to me?" "I'm not sure," Tommy said, a bit embarrassed but also secretly turned on by the idea. "Oh, come on, you know you want to!" said Terry.
Terry stood up from the chair and walked over to Tommy, standing in front of him. "Feel it through my pants," Terry demanded, still groping himself. Though he was shaking a little bit, Tommy's hands were like a moth going to a flame. He reached up and felt Terry's bulge. "Yeah," Terry moaned as he pushed his crotch into Tommy's touch. Tommy felt Terry's huge cock through his pants, finally giving in and groping and squeezing until Terry was fully hard inside his pants. In one swift motion, Terry unzipped his pants and pulled his cock out. Still standing in front of Tommy, his hard uncut cock was literally in Tommy's face. "Why don't you suck it?" Terry suggested. Tommy turned his head away. "No! I don't do that!" Tommy exclaimed. "Then at least squeeze it for me." Tommy couldn't resist. For the first time, he reached out and grabbed Terry's hard cock, squeezing it. He couldn't resist sliding his hand down so that Terry's foreskin uncovered his head. "Wow, that feels good," said Terry, still thrusting into Tommy's hand.
Tommy continued to squeeze and stroke as Terry stood in front of him. Tommy's own teen cock was rock hard in his pants. Since it took both of his hands to handle Terry's massive meat, he wasn't touching himself. He probably would have shot his wad right then if he had been able to touch it. Terry stepped back and pulled his pants and underwear down to his knees, leaning against the desk after he had done so. "Come over here and beat me off," Terry demanded. Tommy stood and walked over to where Terry leaned. He reached out and started stroking Terry's throbbing pole. Terry moaned. As Tommy's gaze was fixated on Terry's cock, his hand stroked up and down, uncovering the head, then slipping Terry's foreskin back over the head. Terry thrust his hips forward as Tommy did that. He also reached down and rubbed the outside of Tommy's jeans, feeling the hard teen boner inside. He kept feeling Tommy as Tommy continued to stroke him. Soon, Terry's hips were thrusting faster and faster. "You are gonna make me shoot," Terry exclaimed. As Tommy's hand continued to slide up and down, Terry thrust his hips one more time as a gusher of hot creamy cum shot out of his cock, landing all over the floor. Tommy kept pumping, feeling the pulses in Terry's cock as his orgasm kept shooting out cum. After about a half-dozen squirts, Terry kind of quieted down and his body relaxed. Tommy let go, eyes still transfixed on Terry's now softening and dripping uncut cock. "What a mess!" Terry exclaimed, looking at the globs of cum on the floor. He reached behind him and pulled a box of tissues off the edge of the desk, handing some to Tommy to clean off his hand, and using some to wipe the drool off his hanging cock. As they both cleaned up, Terry left his pants down with his obscenely large cock still hanging there.
"Your turn," said Terry. "Pull your pants down and beat off for me. I want you to shoot your cum where mine is on the floor." Tommy couldn't resist. He was SO turned on by what had just happened, though he just stood there. Terry reached over and unbuckled Tommy's belt, then unzipped his jeans and tried to pull them down. "Come on," said Terry. "Pull them down and beat off." As if in a dream, Tommy did as instructed. He pulled his jeans and his underwear down to his knees at the same time, his teen cock thwacking on his stomach as it escaped his briefs. "Beat it," Terry continued to whisper. He watched as Tommy's hands wrapped around his throbbing teen cock and started to stroke. "Beat it," Terry continued to whisper. Tommy did. Before long he was moaning himself as his strokes intensified. "Shoot your cum on top of mine," Terry instructed. Tommy kind of twisted his body as his hand continued to flail. Soon, Tommy's moans became guttural. "Shoot it, shoot it," Terry continued to whisper.
And shoot Tommy did. His first spluge shot about six feet, over the top of Terry's pool on the floor. The second, third and fourth landed squarely on top of Terry's previously-shot mess. The final orgasmic spurts kind of dropped at Tommy's feet. "Holy shit," Terry exclaimed. "That was some cum shot!" Tommy kind of smiled a weak smile as his hand continued to slowly milk his still-throbbing teen peen. Terry handed him a couple of more tissues to clean up with.
"Don't pull your pants up yet," Terry said. `Sit back down on the chair." Tommy did as he was told. "Pulls your jeans and underwear all the way down to your ankles and spread your legs," Terry instructed. Tommy did so. As he looked up, Terry was stroking his now-hard-again cock once more. "Yeah, keep those legs spread," Terry said as he pounded his meat for a second go-round. It didn't take long before Terry was groaning, and aiming his cock toward the mess on the floor as his second cum added to the first. Though he didn't shoot as much as the first time, it was still an impressive load.
He looked over with a satisfied smile at Tommy, still sitting there with his legs spread and with his teen cock still at full mast. "I think you need to do it again, too," Terry said. As if in a daze, Tommy reached down and started stroking himself again. It was as if he was in another world. Terry watched as Tommy continued to work himself. Terry pulled his pants up, and walked over to where Tommy was seated. He squatted down in between Tommy's outspread legs as Tommy continued to stroke. Without a word, Terry leaned over and took Tommy's cock into his mouth, moving up and down replacing Tommy's hand. Tommy's groan indicated this was a feeling he had never had before. His groan turned into a loud moan as Terry's mouth continued to run up and down the length of Tommy's hard teen cock. Then Tommy was beside himself, thrusting up into Terry's mouth as he unleashed his second teen load into Terry's mouth.
On that night, Tommy got his first blow job from Terry.