Where's Willy?
By Sebastian Fforde
(MMB, int, oral, anal)
This story is completely fiction. Well, most of it is, anyway. If you aren't interested in reading the kind of sexually explicit stories you might find on Nifty, then you can stop right now. But if you ARE interested, then read on. Are you sitting comfortably? Then I'll begin.
Chapter 1
"Where the hell are you taking me?" I asked Kaleb as he parked the car on a dirt path behind a decrepit textile factory.
"You'll get a kick out of this, Sebastian, trust me." He led me to a hole in a chain-link fence and down a garbage-strewn slope. "C'mon, we've gotta follow the train tracks a bit and then we get to the abandoned drive-in theater."
"What exactly was it that you wanted to show me?"
"You'll see. Follow me. I know this area like the back of my hand. Travis and I used to hang around in this area all the time."
"Isn't that the polluted river back that way?"
"Yeah. When I was a kid it was really nasty, but now they've cleaned it up a bit. It doesn't smell so bad anymore. And that path over there goes up to the landfill. Travis and I used to ride our bikes up the landfill all the time. You can smell a little of the methane from here. If you want, we can check the landfill out later. It's kinda cool because sometimes the methane explodes and it leaves big craters and you can dig through all the trash."
"Sounds like a great place to grow up," I groaned. I could smell the methane, and it was making me nauseous.
We followed the train tracks a bit up to where they came alongside the polluted river. The river was absolutely disgusting. When we came to a rotted-out, rusting tanker truck that was lying halfway in the river, Kaleb took me on a detour by a path that went through a small stretch of woods that led to the abandoned drive-in theater.
It was desolate and eerie. The blacktop had fissured and the speaker poles were all bent, with the few remaining speakers dangling helplessly.
"Isn't this cool, Sebastian? This place closed down about twenty years ago, and they still haven't torn it down!"
"Yeah, Kaleb, it's great. Can we get back to campus now?"
"Aww, Bastian! You're no fun! Why aren't you any fun?"
"I don't know. It's just that this place is really creepy. Why don't we go and get some pizza? Pasolini's makes great pizza, and it's on the way back home."
"Because we haven't checked out the concession stand yet," Kaleb replied, pointing out the weather-beaten piece of 1950's architecture which was the old concession stand. The serving windows were all broken, but I could still make out the images of faded hot dogs and hamburgers that were painted on the walls.
"Come on, let's check out the inside. This is what I wanted to show you!"
Reluctantly I followed Kaleb to the concession stand. We went round the back way. The door was ripped off its hinges. It looked like the kind of place where homeless people lived.
The place had been destroyed and the fry vats had piles of leaves in them. The walls were covered with crude graffiti.
"This way," Kaleb waved me towards a storeroom in the back.
There was a stained mattress and a few piles of old, shredded clothing inside.
"Kaleb, I think this is where all the junkies hang out. Let's get the hell out of here before one of them comes back."
"But this is just what I want to show you! Check it out!"
Kaleb was pointing to the walls like an explorer who had just discovered some stone-age cave paintings. On the wall were a whole bunch of pages torn out of hard core porno magazines. When I inspected them closely, a shiver ran down my spine.
One picture showed a man ejaculating on a woman's face. Someone had taken a magic marker and labeled the man's dick "YOU" and the woman's face "ME". Underneath was scrawled, "I LOVE DICK CANT GET ENOUGH MEET ME HERE EVERY SATDAY 3 O CLOCK I SUCK COCK GOOD HEAD MY NAME IS WILLY".
Another picture showed a man penetrating the same woman from the rear. On this one was scrawled, "IM WILLY YOU CAN FUCK ME LIKE THIS BITCH COME SEE ME 3 O CLOCK SATDAY I LOVE IT NO RUBBERS PLEASE". There were other pictures with equally lewd messages scrawled on them. I noticed they were all tacked up on the wall with chewing gum. On the wall next to the pages was a crudely drawn picture of what looked like a masturbating space alien.
"Can we go now? I can't believe you took me all this way just to see this! I've seen this kinda stuff on men's room walls all my life!"
"We're waiting for Willy. It's almost 3 o'clock."
"Are you outta your fucking mind, Kaleb? This is where homeless people live! This guy Willie's probably a junkie or something! I don't think I wanna let this guy anywhere near my dick!"
"I thought you said you wanted experience."
"Not this kind of experience!"
"Well, if you want, I can suck your dick."
"I don't know, Kaleb. No offense, but you're not exactly my type. Besides, we're friends, and I don't want things to get weird between us."
"Well, what kind of experience did you have in mind?"
"You know, something a little less scary. Go to a gay club or something. The Stallion has a college night, 18 and up. We're old enough to go to that. Or we could get fake ids and go to The Manhole. I kinda don't want my first time to be getting my dick sucked by a homeless junkie in an abandoned drive-in!"
"You sure? It would make for a good story. And besides, Willy sucks real good."
"Jesus fucking Christ! You didn't! Kaleb, tell me you didn't!"
"Just kidding! Nah. I waited and waited last week, but this `Willy' dude never showed up. We'll see if he shows up this time."
"Can we please get the hell out of here? Kaleb, this is NOT the place you want to meet a stranger for sex! This is like, I don't know, like the kinda place where they're gonna find our dismembered bodies if we don't get the fuck out of here soon!"
"Shut up! Someone's coming!"
I was so scared I almost shit my pants. Judging from the inept scrawls on the porno pages, I imagined this `Willy' character to be some sort of toothless, fucked-up, mentally deficient inbred drug addict. He didn't seem like anyone I wanted to meet.
I quickly looked around for a way out. The only way out was the way we came in, and I could hear someone tripping over the overturned fry baskets in the front room. My heart was beating wildly. I looked at Kaleb. Despite all his bravado, I could see that he was a bit frightened, too.
Slowly a figure crept up to the doorway and peered in. It was a skinny Hispanic boy wearing boots, tight black jeans and a faded Ramones t-shirt. He looked to be about seventeen. He nervously looked at me and then at Kaleb and then at me and then at Kaleb again. Then he spoke, very softly.
"Which one of you is Willy?" he asked.
I looked at Kaleb and Kaleb looked at me. We both looked at the Hispanic boy. He looked at us.
All of a sudden, something came over me.
"I'm Willy," I said. I walked over to the boy.
I couldn't believe what I had just said, and what I was about to do. He flashed me a shy smile and then began to undo his belt. I got on my knees in front of him.
I was so nervous my mouth was dry and I thought I might throw up. I was about to give my very first blowjob, and I hadn't expected it to happen with this boy that I didn't know, and I certainly didn't expect it to happen with my best friend watching me!
I could see the boy's crotch swelling inside his tight jeans. There was the cock I was going to suck. I was nervous as hell.
I had hoped that my very first sexual experience would have been more, well, romantic than sucking off some dude in an abandoned drive-in concession stand. Still, there I was, hungry for experience. And there he was, hard and ready for my virgin mouth.
Cautiously, I began rubbing the boy's cock through his jeans. I felt it grow thicker and harder. I struggled to undo the boy's belt. I was having trouble getting the belt undone, but the boy made no motion to help me. So I continued to struggle with the belt for another minute before I got it undone.
The boy's jeans were button-fly, which was another hassle I had to struggle with.
Once I got the boy's fly undone, I was able to slide his jeans down about halfway. He had a nice body. Very tight and lean. The boy's stomach was flat and smooth, with a little treasure trail of fine black hairs leading down into his tighty whities. I pressed my face close to his underwear. I could smell the faint odor of sweat and piss.
The boy pressed the crotch of his underwear into my face. I rubbed my cheek against the cotton fabric that was straining with hid bulging cock. Slowly, I tugged at the elastic waistband and slid his underwear down.
The boy's thighs were silky smooth, but once my hands got down to his calves, I could see his legs were somewhat hairy. I slowly caressed the boy's thigh, enjoying the transition from baby-smooth to manly-hairy. Now it was time for me to focus on the boy's cock.
The Hispanic boy's cock was thick and uncut, and now was fully hard. It had a nice brownish-purple color, and it seemed to be permanently angled to the right a bit. His balls were small, relative to his dick, and they also seemed to be angled to the right. I found it curious that the boy's genitals were somewhat lopsided. Well, I guess every dick is unique, I thought to myself. I made a quick inspection and could see that aside from the odd angle, the boy's cock looked perfectly healthy and suckable. I wrapped my hand around it and felt its warmth.
As I wrapped my lips around the head, I really noticed how strongly the boy's cock smelled. It smelled sweaty and salty like seaweed -- maybe even a little fishy. I was squeamish about putting a smelly boy cock in my mouth for the first time.
After a moment's hesitation, I decided to take the plunge. I opened my mouth and wrapped my lips around the head of the boy's cock. My tongue was greeted with the salty taste of the boy's precum.
Not knowing what to do, I spent the first few minutes of the blowjob bobbing up and down mechanically on the boy's dick. I wasn't even hard yet -- I felt like a robot. I was still nervous and couldn't quite believe what was happening to me. I was finally having sex, but I was too nervous to get hard!
The boy pulled his cock out of my mouth. Then he slid his foreskin down with his hand and rubbed his cock head to my lips. I opened my mouth, stuck out my tongue and began to lick the head.
Aha! I thought. That was the trick! My own cock began to swell in my jeans. That was why I wasn't getting a hard-on -- I had been going up and down on this boy's dick like a piston, but I was putting no feeling into it!
So I began to slow down and enjoy myself. I licked the boy's cock head like it was an ice-cream cone. Then I licked the underside of his cock in long strokes, up and down, all the way to his balls. I teased the hair on his balls with my tongue. I went back up to his head and wiggled the tip of my tongue into the piss slit. This made the boy buck and moan. I put his whole cock in my mouth.
The more attention I put into giving the boy an exciting and sensual blowjob, the more aroused I was making myself. Soon I had to unzip my own pants and start jacking off.
I had gotten so focused on the cock I was servicing -- burying my nose in the wiry black pubic hair, then taking his entire cock in my mouth while I stretched my tongue out to tickle his balls -- that I completely forgot that Kaleb had been standing there watching me.
I felt Kaleb's hand on my shoulder. I let the boy's cock slide out of my mouth as I turned around to look at Kaleb. Kaleb's pants and underwear were already down to his knees, and his large, pink, circumcised cock was hard and standing straight out.
It was Kaleb, after all. Kaleb was my friend, and I had never really thought about him in a sexual way before. Still, there was Kaleb's cock pointing at me like a torpedo, and I was already on my knees! I had no reason not to suck it!
With one hand I jacked off the Hispanic boy and with the other I pulled on the bottom of Kaleb's t-shirt, guiding him closer to me. Kaleb's pink, cut cock made a nice contrast to the Hispanic boy's brown, uncut cock. I continued to masturbate the Hispanic boy while I began blowing Kaleb.
Kaleb's cock smelled and tasted completely different from the Hispanic boy's. Kaleb's cock flavor was milder and reminded me of egg whites for some reason. I began to suck my friend's cock while I jerked the other boy off. Then Kaleb got closer to the other boy so I would have easier access to both cocks at the same time.
I went back and forth from brown cock to white cock and back to brown cock again. With two cocks to deal with, I had given up jacking myself off for the time being. I was still hard as a rock. My own cock was jutting out of my underwear.
My knees were starting to hurt from kneeling on the hard cement floor. As much as I was enjoying giving head to two boys at once, I was starting to get tired. I sensed the Hispanic boy was about ready to cum -- his cock was harder than ever. I decided to focus entirely on getting this boy off.
I sucked the boy furiously, trying to bring him to orgasm with my lips, tongue and hand. The boy grabbed my head and began to thrust deeply into my throat. I gagged and dry heaved a bit as the boy shoved his cock down my gullet. When he shoved his cock deep in my mouth, I felt the thick, ropy saliva at the back of my throat lubricating his cock head.
Even though getting face-fucked was uncomfortable for me, I got hornier and hornier with each thrust. The boy grabbed my ears and pulled me down all the way on his cock. I felt his fingers tickling inside my ears. The feeling was electrifying.
The boy held my head on his cock, shoving it down all the way until my nose was buried in his smelly pubic hair. He had stopped thrusting, but I could feel him grinding the head of his dick against the back of my throat with a slow massaging motion. My airway was blocked and I couldn't breathe. I held my breath.
That's when I felt the boy pump five quick loads of hot semen down my throat. It took me a moment to realize that he had cum -- I had swallowed involuntarily.
Having never sucked a cock before, I had planned on telling the boy not to cum in my mouth. I had also decided that if he did cum in my mouth by accident, I also had planned on spitting it out. Well, it was too late for that now. I had been so caught up in giving this boy a good blowjob that I couldn't help but take everything the boy had to give me.
Slowly the boy pulled his cock out of my mouth. My knees were shaking from kneeling for so long. I looked at his cock. A ropy string of the boy's jizz mixed with my saliva connected his cock to my lips. A large drop of pearly cum was forming at the tip. I wanted it.
I grabbed my raging hard on and began to jerk furiously as I sucked the remaining sperm from the boy's dick, savoring the salty sweet taste on my tongue.
While I had been focusing on servicing the Hispanic boy, Kaleb had been jerking himself off as well. Suddenly Kaleb grabbed my shoulder and pulled me away from the boy's cock. Quickly he shoved the head of his cock between my lips and filled my mouth with a flood of salty, slightly bitter cum.
That was when I shot my load. I must have sounded pretty funny, moaning and gargling with a mouth full of cock and sticky semen. I had seen plenty of porn, and one of the hottest things in a porno was watching a guy swallow a load of fresh cum. But I myself had been afraid to even think about tasting cum in real life after being subjected to years of educational films on STD's in Health class.
As I knelt on the floor with two loads of jizz in my mouth, cum spurting all over my hand and my jeans, I understood why so many guys would brave the risks of disease to swallow load after load of hot semen. It was very addictive.
Now that the three of us were exhausted and sticky, there wasn't much to do except get our pants zipped back up.
The Hispanic boy zipped up very quickly. "Thanks Willy," he mumbled shyly as he quickly exited the concession stand storeroom and headed off for the hole in the chain link fence that led to the path near the railroad tracks.
"Yeah, thanks, uh, WILLY!" Kaleb laughed, grinning.
I looked over to the wall where Willy's sex messages were scrawled. I had no idea if Willy would be showing up next Saturday, but I knew I would be.
To Be Continued
Did you enjoy my story? I hope you did. If you want to read more, I've got two other stories on Nifty so far: Tanner's Talent in Adult/Youth and Jonathan Casts a Spell in High School. If you want to get to know me a little better, feel free to email or chat with me. My Yahoo ID is sebastianfforde.