Date: Mon, 17 Nov 2003 16:54:06 EST From: Jarrod749@aol.com Subject: Pants Wrasslin' with Jimmy. Chapter 4. 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: email@example.com. I would love to hear if you like my story. Pants Wrasslin' with Jimmy. Chapter 4. The TV goes dark....and I waited for what was such a long time, to be sure there was nothing else on the tape, before I finally clicked it to blue and then off. I was sort of tranced when I came back to the reality of Jimmy's mouth on my hard, sopping, leaking kid prick. Boy, in the one week since Jimmy came over that fence and we wrassled fer his pants, I'd had the most fun in my whole short life and, ohmigod, I'm cumming, oh, it feels so god, feels so good, feelssogoooooooood! I'm hunching up into Jimmy's bobbing face and he's holding me around the waist and sucking me so hard, and his tongue....goddddddddd! His TONGUE! I'm shocked by the force of my super-sensitive tender boyknob, and bounced 2, 3, 4 times now, from it. My new suckbuddy stayed on me for dear life, and then I just fell back on my bed. Jimmy climbed over me, laid down full-length and as he fingered my lips, he broke out his signature kiddie-boy smile, and said, "WOW!!!" Pants Wrasslin' with Jimmy. Chapter 4. Unbelievable! I needed cock-blowing....and...and I can't believe I did it! and Jimmy did it! and WE did it! Ooooooh, I pulled his little squirmy body so tight to me and hugged and rubbed my cheek into his neck and couldn't....didn't want to let go.....of my boy hugbuddy. I squealed, a little crying too, I think, "I can't letchu go...oh, Jimmy, I can't I can't......" sobbing hysterically I repeated, "......I-I-I-I-I-I CAN'T!" As I came down from my 'happy wherever I was' I felt his wiggler snakin' against mine as our naked bellies pressed to each other, and then in a 'Whoosh!', he was up straddling me with his knees to either side, his boy peter standing up against him, and he said, "Do you think, maybe, we could watch when Petey does 'passaround' again? The question was clear on my scrunched up face...and he continued. "Pete lets me stash in the playroom closet sometimes and watch....we could both do it sometime. Ya think?" "Oh, Jimmy...boy...bigger kids, ummmm, uh-uh, I don't think I feel good about that..and you shouldn't oughta neither. If dey ketchu, you could end up...you know..whew! in the movies!" and I pointed at the VCR...."Don't do that anymore!" "Don't be such a wuss, Dennis! What could happen?" Hmmmm...famous last words! Anyways, we jumped up for a shower, and a quick peter pounding of each other for the road, and Jimmy was dried, dressed and gone. Having this kid around every few days was so....so....godddddd, I ran back into my room and before the door slammed, my naked ass was on the bed again and I was in full boy pound to another jizzyjam, and I must've dozed off. I heard pots and pans in the kitchen, so Mom was home and getting dinner, and here I am, with my hands and arms buried in between my legs, stuck in my dried joy drooze. Ummmm, I hate to get up...snuggin' my cheek and head into this pillow...where Jimmy smells and sweat were before...ohhhh mannnnn, I cin smell him, I'm soooo hard....again.... and I was thinking...wondering if there was enough time to close my eyes and rub another one off fer Jimmy....oh Jimmmmeeeee....ohhhhh, omigod, Uh, ohyeh, Jimmy, ungh, uh, uhhuh....sogood...soogooood! Geez, I cummed a lot some days after school, but this hadda be some record er sumpin'. I looked around in the darkening room for somethin' to wipe up my mess....and den I 'membered Jimmy's boxers, under my pillow...phwoooff, my hand slid under there and I felt those beauties and pulled 'em to my face, and smelled my hugbuddy in 'dere...ummmhe smelled so good...so...Jimmmmmy....uhuh, huhhhhh, I sighed and breathed deep into his smells. I stopped short, just as I was gonna wipe my boyjelly off me with Jimmy's shorts... the smells would be mixed now, with mine...ruined? and I wouldn't have his boxers' delicious smells if I rubbed 'em in my cums....absently, I did wipe off with Jimmy's boxers, and I held them back up to my nose...the smells were mine....and Jimmy's...together...like it should be. [etg] I lay there a long time before I slipped Jimmy's soggy shorts under the bed, pulled a pair of gym shorts on, and without a shirt and barefoot....I padded my ass out in the direction of the food I smelled that had taken over my senses now.... After dinner and a boring few minutes of TV, I was scrunched down in the couch and half asleep working my hand around in my shorts....mannnn....I just couldn't get Jimmy an' all we did outta my mind....and now I was fuckin' all hot and horny all over again....my feet flew up off the floor, and my whole body shuddered, and I shot my goo all over the inside of my shorts and hands....whut a fuckin' mess! and I gotta get out of here before a 'rent ketches me in my beet red face and shame and all....whooosh...I was back into the bathroom and cleaning up.....cooling down...and.... I wondered when I'd see Jimmy again. But somehow, I knew, his visits being unplanned, and so irregular, made it all build up in me....and the near shoot-off state I'm constantly in, explodes over the both us when he does show up. Out of the bathroom for a final washoff, I half-staggered back to my room, and passed out in my after-cum.....and joy. The next days passed like years....mannnnn....almost 2 weeks since Jimmy was here. I was getting so crazy, I was thinking that I should take a check over the fence....or maybe go over to Jimmy's altogether. It was buggin' me so bad, I couldn't even fun in the yard in my imaginary game for more than 20 minutes at a time. Then, my heart did flips and I got near hysterical from my inner excitement when I turned back to 'homeplate,' after retrieving the ball for umptee-thousandth time, and 'Pphhwoooosh!'....Jimmy was brushin' the scrugs and hedge leaves from his shirt and hair. I think I screamed I was so happy. I ran to him, and he jumped in the air, and when I caught him under the arms, we went sprawling to the grass me on top, knocking the wind out of him. We said nothing....just hugged....and held. Then I finally got to my knees, pulled Jimmy up to sitting, and as we stood, I started us toward the house...but Jimmy wasn't coming. I looked back and said, "Whut?" He just shook his head, 'No,' and then looked down...you know, shamey like, and sat to the edge of the patio deck....where I joined him now. I was so hot and ready fer some play and Jimmy was...well...I didn't know what. After long moments of us pulling grass blades and shuffling feet, I put my right arm 'round his shoulder. He just leaned into me and started to sobbing....not hysterical like, but heavy steady....I was scared for him and so sad. Finally, he quieted, and got that kinda hiccups ya get from gut-wrenching sads, and he looked me in the face and said, "'Member when you said I shouldn't mess around and watch Petey...and the older kids?" I nodded, and then was upset....they'd done some bad stuff to Jimmy. He said, "I did it...like I'd been doing a couple times a'fore.....an' dey caught me." I held onto Jimmy so tight like I was sure he was gonna fall.... He went on...."Dennis....they did me all the ways and things they did with Pete.... wit' both a'us togedder....an'....over and over, and ev'ry day, and even different boy's houses....and more boys, and d'ere kid brothers...dey call it 'bang around road trips.'" I hugged him tighter. I was teary-eyed, and, well, I don't know what. "Sometimes they'd have their kid brothers kneeling by our faces getting licked off, while the kids laughed, stuck their fingers out at us, pokin' an' all, and spit at us, and made fun of us." After...we sat quiet for a long time....when Jimmy got up, and started to leave. "Why you leavin'?" I yelled half crying.... "I know you don't like whut I did, but I'm real sorry....Denny....I know....but I loved it all...I didn't care whut they did...I kept wantin' it...even if they wuz mean, and stuff." I ran to the hedge and pulled him away and walked him to the house, and with my two hands holding his face from the side, I yelled, "Jimmmmmeeee....I don't care if you don't....long as you can come to play here....and we...." I didn't get to finish. He wrenched himself from my grip and raced to my door, and we tore together down the hall to my room. The door slammed as we hit the bed, both yellin' and gigglin' and stripping....and I shot off in my pants!! When Jimmy saw me stop and get that look, and all we do, ya know, he yanked my pants open, shoved his hand in my shorts and came out with a hand covered in cum. "Denny jelly," he confirmed smiling, as he licked his fingers...then fed me some of my own spooge.... We finished getting naked and he went about licking my cum off me. All I saw was the top of his browny crewcut, bobbing around in my playground. When he came up to lay on me, he had specks of joy spunk in his lashes, the tips of his hairs, and spitty-cumslick all around his face. He was hunching faster and faster into me, and his breathing was short and gaspy and I pulled him quick...up to my face just before he shot his spoogoo. I got it ALL!! I loved it. I loved him. His little pecker pumped and throbbed and bobbed between my tongue and palate, and then my mouth turned on the vacuum and I made him squeal with the last sucking pull of every last bit of Jimmyjizz. Please write and tell me if you like my story. Send comments to <A HREF="mailto:Jarrod749@aol.com">Jarrod749@aol.com</A> Negative or positive comments welcome.