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@aol.com. I would love to hear if you like my story. Zach Gets to Serve. Chapter 23
From behind as they walked, one could hear, as Shane's arm came 'round Tommy's shoulder, "Say Tom boy, did I see you take a tongue to the kid's cum shot?"
Kip stumbled a bit on his way over to the middle school, shaky from his fuck-filled ride, and he wig-waddled, switching his cummy butt, first this way, then hiked it up sideways that way, and at the same time working his hand behind there and against his slot, clenching his cheeks together, while running his tongue in and around his cum slippery mouth and lips...."Ummmmm," he swooned, and almost fell down as his whole body shuddered and shook.
A little later in the middle school locker room, as a naked Zach was making his way to the far toilet stall, and his masterboy Casey....Casey was in there snickering to himself, as he pulled a Pampers out of his backpack, pulled his peter out of his pants, and started pissin' into the diaper.
He looked up and smiled, hearing the very weak 'code' rapping on the stall door, signalling Zach was outside....Casey could see the kid's bare feet under the door. "Git in here faggot!"
The door swung open........
Zach Gets to Serve. Chapter 23
....and Zach padded into the stall, with Casey taking a foot to the door, slamming it shut behind Zach.
"Latch it, suckboy," he added.
Casually, Casey was wiping his peter into the Pampers diaper he'd finished pissin' in, then holding it up to Zach's face, smiling he said, "Check out yer undies, fagboy." Zach winced.
Casey continued, "Tuhday, when you gotta go...you go in 'dis. Real ca'venient. You can go right in yer seat in class. I know you'll be feeling lost without a trip to the boys room to check out the cock....but life's tuff, hey boy?" Then Casey pushed the piss soppy diaper into Zach's shocked face. "Lick it! Lick my piss, turdhole!"
Zach obeyed and his tongue was still in full slup as Casey pulled it away and fitted it around Zach. Zach was near the outer boundary for the largest Pamper size at about a 24" waist, but it did make it completely around, fastening as designed. Sheesh. It was cold on Zach's butt and crotch, and he again winced....and shivered.
"Git a liplock on my tubesteak, queenie, and get me off right snappy."
As Zach leaned down to Casey's dick, Casey grabbed his neck and shoved him into it, making Zach work his face and tongue all around trying to get the cock in his mouth before Casey got pissed. Too late! Smack! Smook! Casey caught the sides of Zach's head, right and left, with his open hands, and hoarsely whisper-screamed, "You better get 'at fuckin' dick in yer mouth right quick boy!"
Zach grabbed it with his hand and fed it to his mouth finally, to a surprising swoon by Casey, who must have been hotter than usual. He was bouncing on that toilet seat in no time, and banging his pelvis into Zach's face in a frenzy. The seat sounded off like a machine gun, 'rat-a-tat-a-tat-a-tat'.
Then Casey yanked Zach's face off him, jerked off a fiery 4-shot creamer right in Zach's bent-down face. Oh man! Beautiful! Bee-uuuu-teee-fullll!! 4 syrupy ropes of boycum criss-crossed Zach's face like flogging welts.
A 3 inch rope of goop was hanging off his left eyelash, and there was a wad oozing from under Zach's nose into his mouth. Casey leaned into Zach's face, glaring, and said, "Don't wipe it off dirthole....you leave here with my spoo all over yuh. When yur all dressed for gym, you can wipe it with yur hand, and lick it off. Do you gotta take a pee yet?"
Zach nodded quickly.
"Not so fast! When you line up in the gym for roll....pee into yur Pampers, and look right at me while yur doin' it...till yur done."
Zach nodded his understanding, then looked down. Casey pulled up his shorts, pushed past him, opening the door into him and left.
As Zach started out of the stall afterward, he was shocked that Casey was standing right there! Getting right in Zach's face again, Casey said, "AND, lunch period, getcher ass right in here first....I wanna piss in yer Pampers again. See how Casey wants to keep his boy warm? Isn't that nice of him? ISN'T IT?"
Hesitating at first, " Yes sir," Zach nodded quickly now, as Casey rubbed the wet Pampers around Zach's crotch, and took off. Absently, Zach started to run his hand over the drying cum facial he'd gotten, and realizing his mistake, quickly licked off his hand, and made it back to his locker.
Kip was having him a dream of a morning. L'il cockhound....he'd had it up his butt, and twice in his mouth, and he hadn't even gotten to his classroom yet. And then, there was the promise of 'training' with Tommy this afternoon. As he took his seat, Kip felt Tommy's spooge schlickin' around in his crack, and still tasted the last of Adam's wad in his mouth....he closed his eyes as he licked his lips.
With an arm around Tom's shoulder, Shane awaited an answer to his question about Tommy's licking Kipper's cum off Adam's back.
"Hey nuthin', man," Tommy proclaimed. "I eat my own, dude. Nuthin' like it! I guess I was jus' so fired up wit' my speshul present this morning that I jus' went fer da gusto, yuh know? Don't you eat yer own jerkoff, Shane?"
"No, man. I got suckboys fer dat. And ahm int'risted tuh know if you in line to be one," Shane posed bluntly. Tommy stopped dead right there. Raged, and shaking from it, he got right in Shane's face and yelled, "You callin' me queer, asshole?"
"If the cum tastes good, dude," Shane smirked, undaunted.
Still furious, Tommy took a swing at Shane, who fended it off, and in a really insulting move, slapped Tommy across the face. As Tom staggered back, bringing his hand up to his stinging cheek, Shane pushed Adam on ahead of him, and they disappeared in the side door and into school.
Tom roostered himself up as other kids passed looking quizzically at him, hiked up his pants, and joined the rest of the kids entering the building. Just one thing....Tommy, who had just shot two loads into Kipper, the last not 10 minutes ago....was HARD as rock as he moved through the other kids, still rubbng his hot cheek.
By gym period, Shane was dressing out when Bart appeared naked for shaving inspection. Alone on the bench, Shane felt free to run his hand over the kid's tail checking for stubble....and then through his legs, he gripped Bart's nuts for funs and for stubble check, too. Bart sank down, winced, and started to double up in pain when Shane released him, saying..."Good job, faggot."
He turned him 'round to face him and asked, "You still blowin' 'em middle schoolers, buttwipe?"
"Uhhh, we-ellll....nuh...umm.." Bart stammered.
"Spit it out....whatcha doing wit' 'em?" Shane said, raising his voice.
"Sir, they haven't bothered me and I been gettin' out fum under a bit, sorta," Bart replied nervously, telling him he had turned the tables on a few of the kids, getting some of the blackmail pics back, and working on getting the others off his back too. Shane nodded, smiled, patted his butt and sent him off to dress for gym.
For a change, Colin wasn't at his change area this day, so Bart had pretty free and easy going after inspection to get dressed and out to the gym. Class was still in the gymnastics routines, like parallel bars, horses, rope climbing and the like, where groups of boys would line up behind each station to participate and then move to the next station.
Bart got in line for the stationary horse jump, which was right near the supply room door. Before he knew what was happening, he'd been grabbed with an arm from behind around his chest and pulled into the supply room, with his back pushed against the door, as Colin locked it.
In his most lecherous grin, Colin pushed his face into Bart's and followed with four fingers to his mouth, which worked their way in over Bart's tongue. Bart heaved up his chest and sighed, and his tongue swabbed the thickly built no neck stud's digits.
Colin watched Bart's eyes close, and the boy's body sink against the door like a raggedy Andy, and smiled. His other hand went to Bart's jewels and squeezed, getting a reaction from Bart, "Nnnngggeeettch!" Smiling again, Colin took Bart's hand and put it inside Colin's gym shorts, and inside his jock.
Without being told, Bart's fingers began working their whirly magic there and Colin was hunching into those boy fingers, and gettin' his funs. Without missing a swab, Bart's tongue kept up the wash of Colin's fingers in his mouth. Colin had moved them all the way to the back of Bart's mouth, where he could feel the tongue bending down to his throat, and the steady, "Gulk! Glulck! Ssmuck! Pwwukk!" pleased Colin no end as he stood there having his pud serviced, starting to shake.
With pressure down on Bart's tongue, he pushed Bart down the door to his knees, and said, "Take me out, kid, and get you feedin'."
Bart pulled down the jock and shorts from inside them and as Colin's fingers slid from Bart's mouth, the stud's beercan sized, oozing 6 incher surged in. Colin fingered Bart's left ear with the spitty fingers, and pulled the boy by both ears into his pubes and began humping his pumper for all he was worth.
Bart was gawking and ahhkking from both the fiercness as well as the plugging of his throat with most surges. Then all at once.....stop. Not a move. Colin's meaty prick was engorging right there on his tongue, and with one dick-bob up and down, a creamy shot of hot boy wad fired off the roof of Bart's mouth, followed by one, two, three more as the gooey juice flowed down the back of Bart's tongue to seed his belly.
Colin was shaking and quaking as he ebbed though his shattering cum, with his clammy hands pressed flat to the door above Bart's full and sucking face.
Long moments passed with stud and suckboy suspended in afterblow, damp from fevered, hot, boysex sweat.
Colin moved first to back away from Bart's face. His prick slid from the vacuum of Bart's sucking lips, and bobbed there in front of them. Colin sighed, and patted Bart's head....the first near-nice thing Colin had ever done to Bart, and said, "Dress me, cuntboy."
In spite of his being serviced by Bart several times over these last weeks, Colin still marveled at the sight of Bart's tongue working over his lips after Colin's dick left his mouth. Pushing the boy aside with a hand to the side of his head, Colin unlocked the door, and as the sounds of kids yelling and the coach's whistle tweeting permeated the room, Bart fell to the side, the door slammed, and Bart was alone there on the floor....still licking the taste of Colin on his lips!
Over at Middle School, Zach had managed to get back to his locker and dress for gym with practically no one noticing, if any, that he was in a Pampers. With all the prans kids pull for attention, stuff like this could easily be ignored. Getting in line out in the gym for roll call, Zach was fidgeting a bit, in full view of Casey who watched from a row in front of him. Zach nodded to Casey, whose eyes shifted to Zach's crotch. There was some movement under there, and as Casey looked back to Zach's face, he was pleased to see the tense expression as Zach bent in the slightest crouch....Zach was pissin' his Pampers. The strain was the result of Zach trying not to let go too fast which would cause the piss to leak out of his diaper and down his legs. Casey was pleased....smiled....and mouthed the words...."Very good, suckboy."
After gym, while the kids were stripping and making it to the showers, Casey had moved Zach over to the shower room entrance, and had him stand there in his wet Pampers. Then as each naked kid walked up, Zach said, "Hi, I like Pampers....hi, I like Pampers....."
Each kid had a different reaction, from smirks, to towel snaps, to "Eat me," and "Fuck you." The best was a kid who stopped and said, "What if I pissed in yer Pampers, queerass?"
"It's okay if yuh wanna," Zach replied. As two more kids came up, he stuffed his meat down the front of Zach's Pampers, and let go. The others standing around laughed and then they really broke up when one of 'em just lifted his peter and pissed all over the outside of them and all over Zach's legs and feet. The kids from inside the shower were watching this whole thing....then Casey ordered Zach to remove the Pampers, and wash his face with it while he stood in the piss draining off his legs.
One of the kids hollered for Zach to come inside the shower, kneel down and take piss showers from anybody who wanted. Casey shoved him from behind, and Zach stumbled into the shower area, but was kept away from the shower heads since he wasn't to wash the piss off. In no time, the kids moved in on him and one after the other pissed on him from head, face, and mouth to balls, butt, and toes. Several kids pissed right in his mouth when Casey told him to open up. After all the yuks, the kids rinsed off and left Zach on his knees dripping piss. Casey grabbed his chin from behind, and turned his face up, and plopped the Pampers right on it, telling Zach to get in 'fuckboy' till Casey finished his own shower. Zach nodded with the Pampers still on his head and face, and crossed his feet and hands behind his back with a finger up his butt.
When Casey finished, he made Zach stand and walk back into the locker area to the near-dressed, snickering class mates, mocking his smell of all their piss. As he stood before the bench at his locker aisle, Casey had him pull the Pampers off and lick it all over front and back. Some of the other boys were hysterical, and were back-slappin' Case for settin' this all up. Then they watched as Zach had to put the pissy Pampers back on and his clothes over them, and his now air-dried, pissed on body.
As the kids moved past them and out, one of them laughed and said, "Man this's so cool....he's gonna be wearing each of our pisses all fuckin' day!"
Another said, "Next gym man, we oughta jack off on him, and make him wear it."
"Hey, yeah!" yelled another, and the door slammed...the room was quiet.
None of that was lost on Casey, whose mind was whirling, as he shoved Zach ahead of him toward the door.
After school, Kipper was waiting at Shane's truck for Tommy. When Tommy got there, he shoved him ahead and said they'd be taking the bus to Tom's house. He was still pissed at Shane, but he had his 'pussy training' to take care of with Kip, and they were off to the bus turn-around, with Tom's arm around Kip's shoulder.
When Adam showed at the truck, Shane was waiting for him. Neither expected Tommy to be there after what happened that morning, so they got in and started up for home....welllll, not quite.
"Adam, boy," Shane said, "I got a date tonight and I'm a little short on cash. Whutcha got on hand?"
"I got three dollars, Shane," said Adam.
Shaking his head, Shane said, "That ain't gonna cut it man. I need fer you to get me some cash, dude. Now yuh did good lining up yer first fuckboy recruit yesterday....now we need yuh to get on with the rest of yer duties, which is funding the operation....right?"
Adam nodded haltingly as Shane reviewed their need for fun 'toys' for the fuckboys, and date money for Shane. "So, where would you like me to drop you? The mall? The park? Where?"
"Highway rest-stop, I guess," said the crestfallen Adam.
With a poke to Adam's shoulder, Shane said, "Good thinkin' boy...you're really gettin' inta 'dis....good boy!" Shane turned, and headed for highway reststop....hmmmm, that's where Adam had his own fuckboy awakening with Shane, 'member?
Adam slipped out, a bit nervous, and getting worse as he was about to be left to forage for cock money for the first time. The exhaust fogged him there in the parking area, as Shane took off. Coughing, Adam, turned and went over by one of the picnic tables off to the side of the rest rooms. He leaned his butt against the edge of the table, hands deep into his pockets, giving his whole body the forlorn appearance of a stationary shrug.
It wasn't too long when a woman with a couple of kids piled out of a car to use the bathrooms. When they came back out, the motherly lady came over to Adam, and asked if he needed help or a ride somewhere, and he smiled weakly, and said he didn't, and that he was fine.
After while, an older teen came up after letting off a guy at the restaurant. "You fum 'roun' here, kid?" he asked, with Adam nodding. Furtively looking behind, then all around, the guy asked, "Listen, y'evah fun with other dudes?" Adam stared blankly, without answering. The guy was real antsy, and pressed on saying, "So, like, whutta ya like, kid....jackin', er um getting blowed....suckin? Whut?"
Adam was shakin' like a leaf, his lips were quivering, and he stuttered out, "G-g-get-tin'....blow-ed, 'a guess," shrugging but his trembling betrayed him. The guy was nervous too, but bold in a shaky way, as he came right up to Adam, arm around his shoulder, and started moving them to the restroom, but Adam ducked under and stood his ground. The young guy got really nervous now, and his hands were shaking and he held them out and said, "Whut?"
"I-I-I...needa get money, man."
The older kid, said, "Come on man, I got money, we gotta hustle, but like, how much ya want? Don't break me man. Yur a cute little dude. I come through here a lot back and forth to college, and you and me could be great buds, eh? Sooooo, how much?"
Adam, the amateur, sure didn't know nothin' about 'trade', and went for what he thought was the 'big money', subconsciously probably hoping the guy would reject the idea. "Ummm, 10 bucks to suck....uh, an' 10 more if yuh swallow my...stuff."
The next part happened so fast, Adam's head was spinning.....in what seemed like one motion, the older dude's hand whipped out of his pocket with twenty which he plunked into Adam's sweaty palm, and with the other arm wrapped around Adam's waist, he lifted him and whirled him around and into to the rest room. He zipped into a stall, put Adam's sneakered feet on the toilet seat, opened and dropped the kid's shorts and boxers, and sucked in that soon to be 5 1/2 inches of Adam peter. Adam was so stunned and shaken by touch of the older boy's tongue, he almost fell down, but the boy had his arms wrapped around Adam's butt and thighs.
The kid was elated when Adam pronged him up one hard and thick boy dick. He kept saying with cock on his tongue how he loved gettin' him some dick tuh blow. His hands runned up and down behind Adam....the shivers added to speed that Adam was going to his get off....and then he started to hump that good looking boy's face. Ohhhhhh, it was fantastic! The kid swallowed his cockhead. Adam's head was spinning....dizzy....pulsing....cummmmmmmminnnnngggg...."Ahh! Uh! Uh! Nnnnnggh! Uhuhuh! A'yehhh! Ohman! Uh!" Adam was totally weakened, shaken, and holding on to his sucker's head, one hand pulling tightly on the kid's hair.
As Adam's cock 'Thwuck'ed from the older teen's throat, and slid across his tongue, Adam's body shook and quaked in continuing spasms that ran one into the other, as the still wiggling teener tongue wicked that little nerve ending under the cockhead.
Adam's face was flushed and slick with sweat. The boy's head came up as he released Adam's peter, and quickly took it into his hand and was massaging it, while Adam responded by jerking and bouncing there on the toilet seat. With a big broad smile, the teener said, "Name's Robbie, dude. If you give me some kinda deal, I'll blow yuh every week....a coupla times maybe, but I can't go no twenty ever time."
Adam was near hysterical in his joy and aftercum, and nodded wildly, indicating they could work something out. The boy kissed Adam's gooey, leaking boyprick, once, then turned back and kissed it again, and said, "Meet me here at the same time, in two days? Friday? I'll be alone...and we kin work out some 'rangement....yeh?"
Adam broke out in a big grin, and nodded, "Yeh. Yehhhhhhhhh!!!! Ahl be here!!!
With one last, long, suck swipe, Robbie released Adam's newly hardened cock.....and was gone.....'BAM' the badly fitting metal door slammed shut. Robbie's buddy was coming across the lot from the restaurant with a take out bag and some drinks. As Rob sat in the car, he rearranged his cock is his boxers. He was so glad he wore the knit A&F's this morning. He'd cum a load while he blowed Adam, and his spoo would be drippin' down his legs if he'd have worn the floppy boxers. He stalled his buddy Ben from taking a wizz, asking what he got, and did he owe him any money, to give Adam enough time to leave the restroom.
Adam never came out, and Robbie gave up stalling, leaving his friend free to hit the head.
The door screeched and groaned as it opened, and Adam was standing at one of the urinals, running his cupped hand over his hard cock, s-l-o-w-l-y, as the other kid came up to the next urinal. By the time Ben unzipped and pulled out his cock, he was startin' to get hard. Adam knew it too. Two hard dicks. Side by side. Adam smiled up at the bigger dude....who smiled back. At almost the same time they turned toward each other slightly, waggin' their dicks, as if to say, "Want it?"
When the Ben didn't make any move at all, Adam dropped to his knees, took Ben's big meat in his hand, and looked up as he squeezed and pulled, and boy goo started to seep from under the kid's hood. An uncut cock! Adam'd seen some dudes in gym with the scraggy hangers on their meat, but this wuz his first one up close. "Blow yuh fer ten bucks, hey." Adam's other hand was up and open in front of Ben. Panting almost out of control, the innocent looking college freshman dug into his back pocket and pulled out a bunch of crumpled up bills and with a shaking hand, lay it all in Adam's palm.
As Adam's hand closed on Ben's fingers and the uncounted bills, his other hand fed that choice young pud to his mouth....just as the shiny, goo-slicked head popped all the way through the foreskin. As it touched Adam's whisking rasper, Ben moaned, "Ohhhhhhhhhhh!!! His knees buckled...........
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