During a dull stormy night Matt orders his lil bro to the basement for some hard core fuckin
New Jock Tales—Sophomore Year Ch 5 Obsessed
It was now early June. Been a couple of weeks since I busted lil bro's cherry---busted him up good too :). He walked around whimpering for about two hours after. I just grinned at him, and popped him on the ass a few times, teasing, and humiliating him. I laid down the law—he put out whenever I wanted, or I would quickly spread it around school that he was a cocksucker, lol. Ya—I was fuckin evil. In just a month, he would be 14, and he was already filling out nicely.
I figured he was old enough now to put him on the bench. It was about 10 at night, on a Saturday. No plans for the night—it was storming pretty hard, and I was bored. I jumped up from the couch, and tossling Dustin's hair, just said “let's go down stairs”. He hesitated for a moment, figuring I assumed what that meant.
We get down to the basement and I grab a beer from the mini-fridge. I look over at Dustin and ask him how many push-ups could he do. Replying he didn't know, I ordered him to drop, and start. He wasn't really in the mood I guess, but did so anyway. As he began, I reach into the nite stand and pull out a joint, and firing it up suck down about half. Dustin is still going at it. I'm already impressed, but don't say anything. I walk over to him and moderately tap his belly with the top of my foot. “Straighten up ur back—do it right. All the way down—till ur chest touches the floor”. Becoming more difficult now, he quickly get's to that point where his face and neck and chest are turning red. I kinda smirk at him and somewhat yell “You feeling it lil bro—you feel the burn”?
I continued on lil bro's ass for a couple of hours. Oh ya—he did 88 push ups—pretty fuckin impressive.
Next were crunches---he did 50. He had begun sweating now, from his forehead and chest. It looked good. Finally handed him a dumbell, and showed him how to do a curl. Made him do each arm until he dropped the weight. Then some bench presses, and finally some leg curls. The sweat was now pouring from his moderately bushy pits, and now I could smell him. Lil bro smelled like a animal, and it was making my dick hard.
It was hot down in the basement—I was only wearing a pr of jeans, and sweating pretty good from my bushy pits as well. “Ur gonna burn up lil bro if you don't come out of some of those cloths”. Catching the suggestion as more of an order, Dustin quickly strips down to just his boxers. My jaw almost dropped. He was fully pumped now from the forced work-out, and looked like a little Jr brick shit house. His shaggy blonde hair was drooping down in front of his eyes, and his pouty thick lips just looked too inviting. I was now at full boner—I could feel my own cock throbbing inside my jeans. I told Dustin to kick back on the bed. I pop a porno into the VCR, and reach for another beer. Plopping down on the bed beside him, I fire up the second half of the joint from earlier. Taking a deep pull, I then grab Dustin by the hair—and pulling him towards me, blow the smoke out into his mouth. Then I suck down about half the beer, and shuck out of my jeans.
Dustin's whole face lights up in awe, as he takes into view my throbbing 9” of thick jock cock. Cock snot is ozzing from my piss slit—and I command him to lick it up. As his tongue comes down and touch my piss slit, my dick leaps straight up, and even my balls jump up in their sac. It was electric. Without even an order, Dustin then takes in my swelling mushroom head, and begins to suck down about half my pulsating cock, like a pro. My abs and thighs tense up at one—damm, this boy done learned fast !
He continues up and down my shaft, with about every third upstroke, pausing at the top to run his tongue around my piss slit again. Damm—this little fuck is gonna get me off way too quick !
I take another hit on the joint, and like before, blow it out into Dustin's mouth. As he holds it in, I swallow down about half the beer. As Dustin blows the smoke from his mouth, I jump up to the foot of the bed. Grabbing him by his ankles, I push his legs back, bending them at the the knee, to where his feet are now at his ears. Instantly, I dive my tongue for his tite little hole, and push. Munching out his crack, and tongue fucking him at the same time, Dustin begins to squirm and groan. Ya, lol, he's diggin it :)
Coming up after about 5 minutes, I reach for the beer, and handing it to him, order him to finish it off.
Dustin gulps down the beer as told, with a sour look on his face. “You fuck up yet lil bro”? I ask him with a shit eatin grin. He nods his head up and down, and I simply reply with “good”.
Now reaching for the bottle of lube, I drop a stream right into his crack. Grabbing my thick pulsing cock, I rube my head around his tite pink hole, and plunge. All 9” enter his hole, and I put it to the balls. Just holding it there for a moment, Dustin lets out a scream that was sure to wake the neighborhood. I just flash him a big grin, and pulling back to my swelling mushroom head—slam him. Dustin rolls his eyes backwards, and tilts his head back into the pillow. I pull back, and take another slam. Fuck this boy is tight !
For only about 10 minutes I continue the onslaught of my lil bros guts. Pounding him so hard that I was knocking his head back into the wall above the bed. Then finally, I unload. Blast after blast of thick gooey jizz I send into my lil bros guts like a rocket. He's about to come unglued himself, and without even touching his own dick, begins to volley as well. Seven shots right to his chest, leaving a trail down his torso to his pubes. I'm still fucking him, not wanting to stop. I filled his ass with my spunk so completely it begins to ooze back out, even with my dick still in him.
Finally pulling out, I jump up on him, straddling his chest. I grab him by his hair, and pulling his head towards me, shove my dick back into his mouth. He knew what to do, and starts to suck off the remnants of my nut from my shaft. After he gets me squeaky clean, I then pause, with about half my dick still in his throat. With an evil shit-eatin grin, I then unload again--'cept this time with my hot stinkin jock piss. Before he could react I had already filled his mouth with my nectar, and ordered him to swallow. Dustin takes gulp after gulp as I continue to fill his belly with my golden prize.
After I empty my low hangin balls, and pulling from his mouth, I again push his legs back to where his feet are now touching the wall behind him. Diving once again for his now sloppy hole, I begin to tongue him out once again. After a few minutes of eating him out, I utter “push”. Dustin hesitates, as if he wasn't sure what I meant. “Push the load back out of ur ass bro”. With a bit of effort, Dustin finally manages to do just that—and filled my mouth with my recent deposit. Oh DAMM it was good to—creamy, thick, dirty jizz. Soon as my load hit my mouth, I lean back, and blow five more shots of thick creamy rope across Dustin's chest and abs. Damm—I was a fucking cum factory, lol.
Leaning towards him again, and grabbing him by his throat, I squeeze until his mouth opens, then drop the nut into his mouth. “Hold it—hold it lil fuck. Now—run it around in ur mouth with ur tongue—that's it—get it all up in ur teeth. Ya—that's right—now swallow” Dustin does as told, and swallows down the load of dirty cum fresh from his own ass. In my mind I'm thinking he has now graduated from simply a boi slut, to dirty pig boi slut :)
After about a minute now of just resting on top of him, Dustin suddenly pulls back his right arm, and the little fuck delivers a pretty powerful blow to my mouth. “Get off me—get off me” he yells out. Quickly figuring it out, I roll over off of him, and he bolts for the bathroom. I guess you know what happened next :)
As Dustin is busy expelling his guts, I leap up the stairs to the kitchen, and pour him up a glass of coke.
Returning to the basement, I pull out a pr of gym shorts from th dresser, and hear Dustin let out a loud sustained burp. Laughing, I says to him “Damm lil bro—was it that good”? Dustin doesn't say anything, but walking back towards the bed I hand him the coke as he retrieves his boxers from the floor. I give him a hard smack on his ass, and compliment him that he had 'done good' I didn't make a deal out of him popping me in the mouth as I understood the urgency of the situation. And that fist of his---like a fuckin brick. I'm thinking lil bro will make a fine boxer.