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Blowing Tommy Away
by BadBadThing (badbadthing@ziplip.com)
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A young teen thinks about his girl while getting a
blowjob, making his relationship even more special when
he cums. (mf-yteens, oral)
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Disclaimers; Every letter of this and what follows is
make believe, made up, phony. I suppose if you want it
to be real for you, go ahead, I try not to define other
people's realities. This has been written as a fantasy
only. Do not engage in risky, unsafe, dangerous, or
illegal activities of any sort and if you do, you agree
that by continuing reading it is without influence of
these words. I condone no action that anyone else
takes.
Opinion; I hate having to write disclaimers. Life used
to be so much simpler.
Note to readers; Thanks for reading this, please enjoy.
I'm just in a mood to write and trying to get back in
practice. Feel free to send comments, request, ideas,
inspirational material, or whatever you are moved to
send to BadBadThing@ZipLip.com
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Blowing Tommy Away
Tommy DiTillo lay back on the sheets of his bed, pulled
his extra pillow halfway over his face to cover his
eyes, crossed his arms over it, enjoying the familiar
smell of his bed, and gave a big sigh and relaxed.
It was Thursday afternoon right after school. He was
sorta glad that school had started again, even though
it was still the hot part of fall. He had kicked of his
Sketchers and dropped his Gap baggies, boxers, and
white strap tee on the floor before he threw himself on
his bed. He had made it through the first couple weeks
of his freshman year and even had a few of the junior
and senior guys decide that he was cool, despite that
he was just 14. Being good at soccer helped, he
figured.
As he lay waiting, he felt the air conditioner kick on
and the cool breeze from the register lightly brush
across his smooth, deeply tanned body. The coolness
caused his already stiff five inches of boy cock to
harden a little more. He spread his legs open to let
the air tease over his thighs and balls. As he breathed
a little deeper, he relaxed and could smell his own
aroma; the light, sweet smell of his own sweat, the
musk from his crotch, even the faint apple smell from
the shampoo he used on his short cut, sun-bleached
blond hair.
The toilet in the bathroom attached to his room flushed
and he heard the door open then close. He gently
smiled; it was show time.
He remembered when he had first seen Janet Greely last
summer. She looked amazing. Her blonde hair, long legs,
firm lips, full breasts, all packed into a sweet little
blue bikini at the pool. She had become all he could
think about.
Best of all, they hit it off. He like her, she liked
him. They spent a lot of time talking while at the
pool, sitting on the deck. She even had him rub suntan
lotion on her, a task he took great delight in, making
sure to memorize every touch, every feel, exactly the
way her skin felt, especially the curve of her legs
where her ass began and the swell along her ribs where
her breasts started.
Now, he felt the hair touching the inside of his thighs
and the warmth of the face getting closer to his
exposed crotch. Without thought, his toes curled and
his knees flexed slightly as his ass cheeks tightened
and he spread his legs wider.
They had spent hours by the end of summer making out in
the park by the pool. He loved her taste. He also loved
the gentle little love bites that she gave him.
He squirmed and gave a moan as he felt a small love
bite now being applied to the inside of his right
thigh.
Their teen age roaming hands had gone everywhere and he
had touched her and made her quiver. He loved fingering
her stiff little clit, feeling the flood of her juices
and the shudder as he made her cum over and over. Even
more he loved the feel of her hand stroking and
squeezing his shaft. She told him she couldn’t wait to
taste him and he couldn’t wait either.
The feel of the tongue running up the underside of his
shaft made him gasp and precum started to well at the
slit in the end of his penis. Slowly working up his
cock again, he felt the warm wetness engulf the head,
the tongue lapping around and around, licking off the
juices before it went down again.
Hands pulled his thighs wider and the hair teased him
as it brushed again and again along his smooth, bare,
sensitive thighs as the head bobbed up and down on his
cock.
His smooth nuts started to pull tight and he whimpered
feeling the wet warmth leave his cock but gasped again
feeling those firm lips nip at his balls, then that
wonderful tongue run all over his smooth nut sack.
The sudden departure ended again as his cock was
engulfed to the root, he could feel the head of his rod
forcing past the gag reflex to the throat. Up and down
and up and down. He whimpered when he felt the hand
play across his stomach and chest, tweaking his left
nipple, then slide back down to hold on to his hip.
Tommy thrashed his head back and forth, the pillow
slipping off, his head grinding into his bed, his moans
growing louder and louder. He felt a slick finger
worming it’s way into his tight puckered asshole as his
toes curled again, his nuts pulled tight and his cock
slipped to the very edge of those full lips so that the
taste of his cum could be gathered by the greedy
tongue.
Spasm after spasm shook Tommy as now two fingers reamed
his boy ass, his hands grabbed the blond head still
bobbing on his boy cock, until he finally couldn’t take
the stimulation any more.
He lay totally spent and exhausted on his bed, feeling
the warm body that he loved pull up along his body,
those same lips he had felt seconds ago below now on
his lips, the tongue teasing its way into his mouth,
the taste of his salty cum as they both shared it.
After a minute or so of making out, Tommy opened his
eyes, pulling his lips away and looked at his little
brother, Terry, then kissed him again.
“That was amazing, the best you’ve done yet,” Tommy
told the blonde headed twelve year old.
“Yeah,” Terry asked, “so how long till you get Janet to
blow you so you have something to compare it to?”
“I don’t know, she’s grounded for a month because her
mom found out about us in the park from her neighbor.
But as long as I have you, I don’t think I’ll miss out
too much,” Tommy growled loveingly, hugging his
brother.
“Cool,” Terry squeaked as he rolled over onto his back,
his eyes twinkling, “How about you do me now?”
End
Author’s note; Short and sweet guys. Yes, ‘inc’ should
have been in the codes, but that would have pretty much
given *everything* away, so I figures Bb would cover
most of it. Sorry to anyone who was shocked. :) This
piece was just a warm up for me to get some juices
pumping, both your hormonal ones and my creative ones.
I am hoping to do some other things soon that have more
length to them. In the meantime, enjoy this one. Please
support the archive you found this story in.
If you like my work, you can find other stories I have
written below.
At Nifty.org
In the gay/authoritarian section; Fucktoy
In the gay/adult-youth section; Unknown Pleasures of
Spring Nights
In the bisexual/incest section; The Next Morning
And you can Google for the straight story “Hunter or
Hunted”.
Be excellent.
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The author does not condone child abuse, this story is
meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting
out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to
many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a
fellow convict in their local prison system.
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