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Tommy - 3
by Old Bill (address withheld)

***

A young man continues to plow his way through women 
young and old. (mf-teens, nc)

***


By the time that summer ended and Tommy was fourteen 
and entered the 10th grade, his bank account was more 
than $3,000 richer and he owned a new bike worth some 
$400 and a Playstation3 and several of the newest games 
as well as some expensive shoes and a few other things 
his parents did not know about including several 
hundred dollars worth of hard core pornography buried 
in his computer. He was not yet aware of it, but he had 
started a major growth spurt. 

He was aware that he was much better at fucking than he 
had been six month before and was proud of how many 
girls and women he had pleased and how few he had 
disappointed. When he looked at himself in the mirror 
on the back of his door he was both happy and 
surprised, and he lifted his big cock and shook it at 
his reflection.

After he and his sister loudly copulated on the last 
Saturday of vacation, she insisted on measuring him 
again. "I know it's bigger," she said. "I can feel it."

"Seven and a bit, maybe a quarter," she said as she 
read the sewing tape and then she wrapped it around his 
pole, still hard despite having come in his sister's 
mouth as well as in her cunt. "Damn," she said, "it's 
nearly seven, more than six and a half for sure. Seven 
by seven. I can hardly wait till you're full grown. 
That's really thick, you know; way above average." He 
tossed her back on the bed and jumped on her.

Tommy made the JV football team and was proud of that 
accomplishment but it meant that he had to give up his 
lawn cutting.

He went through his list one last time just before 
classes began, taking extra care with each lawn and 
scheduling no more than two a day, one after each of 
the day's pre-season football practices. Several of the 
women cried when he told them, but he promised he would 
try to be back and take care of their lawns the next 
summer. All of them paid him extra well and two of them 
wept as he left, their bodies filled with his sperm.

Tommy never knew it but he had impregnated four women 
that summer and three of them went on to bear the 
children, their husbands none the wiser, two naming 
their boys Thomas and the other Tommie since she was a 
girl. The morning-after pill took care of the final 
impregnation.

Tommy turned fourteen just before he started 10th 
grade. He made the August cuts in football when he 
feared being sent back to the JV and was a second 
string linebacker and third string running back when 
the season began. When he had his required physical, he 
found he was 5-11 in height and 155 in weight, a big 
gain over the previous year.

"See these stretch lines," the doctor said, pointing at 
the boy's legs and sides, "you're probably in the midst 
of a growth spurt, might add another inch or two. What 
size shoes to you wear now?"

"These new ones are tens," Tommy said. "I wore eight 
and a half last year."

"You likely outgrow those before Christmas."

They smiled at each other and the doctor found himself 
admiring the youngster's oversized cock, glad his horny 
nurse had not seen it.

Tommy and his 17-year-old sister, who was now a senior, 
still enjoyed sex with each other almost every Saturday 
morning, but once Tommy had done the final tour of his 
dozen or so lawn jobs, he usually gave his testicles a 
rest during the week. He put his energy into the weight 
room at school and quickly developed very hard abs, a 
thick chest, bulging upper arms and shoulders, and 
strong thighs that stretched his football pants. 

He decided that his stronger body would help him please 
women as well as play football, and he kept working on 
it, running up the stadium steps after practice and 
working with free weights in his basement. He even 
tried lifting weights with his erect cock.

The Monday before the first game, Tommy's coach called 
him in and had him sit down while he finished his 
shower in the back of his office. He emerged rubbing 
his head with a towel and Tommy was astonished to see 
how big the coach's penis was. It hung, a slab of pink 
meat and loose skin, uncircumcised and knotted with 
blood vessels, a good half-foot between the man's hairy 
legs.

The coach sat and let his limp member hang off the edge 
of the chair. Tommy found he had a hard time not 
looking at it and could not believe the size of the 
purple head half concealed by the wrinkled foreskin, it 
looked like a plum, a good-sized one.

"Want to talk to you about sex," the coach said.

Tommy nodded as the coach flopped his member around and 
dried his groin.

"I seen you in the shower; you're well hung so I guess 
you're getting some pretty regular."

Tommy swallowed. "I thought I was until just now."

The coach smiled, hefted his wide phallus and let it 
flop on his thigh. "Oh, this thing. Yeah, it does the 
job. Some women call it the pleaser."

Tommy nodded. The coach's cock was nearly twice as long 
and nearly three times as wide as Tommy's was when it 
was limp.

'Want you to try to abstain on school days. You can 
have all the pussy you want on the weekend. Think you 
can do that?"

Tommy nodded. "Yes sir, I guess. I'll sure try. I don't 
have a regular girl friend or anything."

"You know most of our games are on Friday night but 
we've get two Saturday away-games this year, so for two 
months I want you coming to game day angry and full of 
sperm. No jackin' either. OK?"

"Might come in the bed. It does that now and then," 
Tommy said.

"Can't be helped. Natural, but don't use or abuse it on 
school days. OK?"

"Yes sir," Tommy said, standing.

"Step on the scale there."

Tommy did and moved the weights on the bar. "One sixty-
one," he said, a bit surprised. He had gained five 
pounds in a month.

"Good, I thought you were growing. Keep drinking that 
milk and chowing down your food, and keep that thing in 
your pants."

Tommy got in on defense in the first game and made a 
couple of good tackles as his team lost 13-12 to a 
cross-town rival. After he showered and dressed, he 
found Beth Mitchell, Barbie Jones and a girl he did not 
know waiting for him. "This is my friend Joanna, she 
goes to the private school, you know Snob Hill," Beth 
said after she kissed him.

They said Hi to each other and Tommy admired her lush 
body dressed in tight sweater and tighter jeans with 
skin showing in between despite the cool weather. Her 
tits were nice and pointed. They went to Barbie's GTO 
and Tommy and Beth got into the back seat. "The Millers 
are having a party," Barbie said as she put her car in 
gear. "Want to go?"

No answer came from the back seat where Beth and Tommy 
were kissing and pawing at each other. After five days 
of doing without, Tommy's balls had merged into a globe 
the size of a baseball and just about as hard. Beth 
gasped when he ripped away her brand new underpants and 
drove his iron hard rod up into her, bruising her 
cervix. 

She lay back and wrapped her legs about the boy's 
muscular body as he got one knee up beside her hip and 
braced his other foot on the floor. Tommy wrested 
Beth's cheerleader sweater over her head and ripped 
open her back-clasped bra while she begged him to slow 
down. He hammered into her like a piledriver, grunting 
and ignoring her pleas. It had been a very difficult 
week, filled with morning woodies and many temptations. 
He knew he would not last long in Beth's tight tunnel.

"Don't, don't," the girl cried, trying to push him away 
as she felt his thrusting shaft swell and jerk, "don't 
come in me, don't, don't, yah, oh god, damn you, Tommy, 
don't, don't."

Never had Tommy felt such a flow of sperm as he poured 
into Beth's battered vagina. He arched up until his 
head was on the car's roof, gritted his teeth to keep 
from screaming with relief and gave her six thick ropes 
of his cum, one right after the other while she 
climaxed beneath him with a stifled scream.

He yanked his ram out of her, and she crawled off into 
the corner of the seat, mewling and dripping. Tommy 
wiped his long cock with her sweater and tossed it at 
her, noticing that the girl he had just met was turned 
in her seat and had been watching the action.

"Lean your seat back," he said to her with a smile. 
"And get out of those jeans. You're next." His rigid 
cock trembled in his hand.

She wiggled out of her expensive pants and then 
reclined the seat all the way, and Tommy climbed atop 
her, sitting back on her thighs as he stripped off her 
soft sweater and yanked up her lacy bra. He pushed her 
high young breasts together and laid his fat male 
member between them.

"I've forgotten your name," he said, grinning down at 
her as he pressed her boobs together around his 
throbbing shaft, her nipples nearly touching.

"So have I," said the girl, licking her lips as Tommy 
slid his long, fat rod back and forth between her soft 
globes. He pushed its head right up to her lips and she 
licked it so the boy rose on his knees, and she slurped 
it into her mouth and quickly sucked it hard. Tommy 
turned toward Beth and said, "Pull off her underpants 
at the next light." She had already pushed her jeans 
down past her knees and was trying to pull them off 
with her toes.

Tommy couldn't wait. Joanna still had her thong panties 
on when he drove his hard cock into her seldom used 
quim, stretching and then ripping her open with his 
hard, deep and sustained thrust. She whimpered and 
gasped, and on his second ram he went much deeper than 
any boy had ever ventured in her teen-aged cunt. Tommy 
arched up on her, his hands grasping her breasts, 
pinching her nipples between his fingers, and gave her 
ten minutes of non-stop, full length and top speed 
fucking, smacking their bodies together and ignoring 
the girl's groans and gasps as she writhed beneath him, 
her legs trapped by her clinging jeans.

When Joanna felt the first hot gush of Tommy's thick 
sperm in her, she cried out, "No, no, no," at the top 
of her lungs and beat on his chest.

"What's wrong?" Tommy asked as his body continued to 
convulse and ram into the slight girl and his cock 
continued to spew out its next load of sticky jism.

"No, no, no," she sobbed, ignoring the pleasure roaring 
through her, her body arching beneath him and her 
vagina spasming repeatedly.

"Shit," said Tommy to Beth, "isn't she on the pill?"

'No," the girl said, glancing at Tommy's slick pole as 
it moved in and out of her friend, a glistening shaft 
as thick as her wrist, the girl's pussy lips now red 
and swollen. "She's a Catholic."

"Not my problem," Tommy said as he drew his dripping 
tool from the shuddering girl and crawled up to put his 
hot member back in her gaping mouth, his knees in her 
armpits. He glanced over at the cowering Beth and saw 
that she was sucking her thumb, her sweater held 
between her bare legs, knees pulled up toward her chin.

"Damn," Tommy said, as the girl beneath him weakly 
sucked and then gagged as his long rod hit the back of 
her throat. "Where's this party?"

"Millers'," said the driver, 'and you and I are going 
upstairs first thing."

Tommy grabbed Barbie's sweater-covered boob and kissed 
her ear as he tweaked her hard nipple while Joanna 
gagged and sucked on his softening prick. "You bet, " 
he said.

When the car pulled into the driveway, Tommy was fully 
dressed, but the two girls he had used were in the 
car's back seat, hugging each other and sniffling, 
their cunts both throbbing in agony and oozing sperm. 
The party was down in the Miller's big red recreation 
room where some couples were using dark corners for 
their love making, but Barbie and Tommy, hand in hand, 
mounted the wide stars and found an empty bedroom. 
Barbie locked the door and they embraced and tongued 
each other.

"You're a mean son of a bitch," Barbie said as she 
pulled her cheerleader sweater over her head.

"It's been a tough week," Tommy said. "I'll make it up 
to them. They aren't hurt, not really."

"Don't you usually use a condom?" the girl asked as she 
tossed aside her underclothes and Tommy stood to get 
out of his boxers. "Oh my god," she said, putting a 
hand to her mouth and the other hand at her pussy. "Oh 
I don't think so, Tommy. I'm sorry, but I'm not ready 
for that."

"You're not a virgin are you?" he asked the girl, 
pulling her hand away from her groin and drawing her to 
him so that his arching cock was trapped between them, 
well up on her stomach and jumping about, leaking pre-
cum.

Barbie shook her head. "No, uh uh, but, well, it's just 
too big, Tommy."

"Let's give it a try," the boy said pushing her back 
until the bed hit her at the knees. She sat and Tommy 
put his blood hot prick in her mouth. She looked up at 
him and licked, feeling as if she had a golfball in her 
mouth.

"That's good," the boy said, raking back her long hair, 
"very good." He pressed deeper and moved in and out.

She shook her head, moving his hard rod from one cheek 
to the other. Barbie quickly decided to take him in her 
mouth and save her vagina from imminent destruction. 
She circled his quivering glans with her tongue, raked 
the shaft with her teeth and closed her lips tightly 
around his girth.

Tommy slowed and savored as Barbie demonstrated her 
practiced skills. She had been sucking cocks since she 
was in the 7th grade and never tired of the taste of 
men and boys. The act made her feel in control, and she 
smiled up at the muscular young man before her, feeling 
his heavy rod pulsing with his heartbeat.

Barbie gently squeezed his balls, surprised to find 
them so big after what he had done in her car. Tommy 
came, groaning and bending forward as he filled the 
girl's mouth. Barbie swallowed rapidly and sucked some 
more. Tommy spurted again and sighed because it felt so 
good, arching his back and holding her head at the 
ears.

When Barbie was sure he was done, she let his fat rod 
slide from her lips and kissed its gross head. Tommy 
reached down and lifted the girl under the arms and 
tossed her back into the middle of the bed, arms and 
legs flying loosely. Then he crawled up between her 
wide-spread legs, ignored her protests, pushed her 
knees back toward her shoulders and said, "Grab your 
thighs, sweetie."

He stroked his limp member two or three times and was 
pleased when it rose and hardened. Two more strokes and 
it felt like a tire iron; he pushed its head into 
Barbie's wet slot and let her legs rest on his 
shoulders. He smiled down at her and she glared up at 
him as he said, "Here it comes, ready or not."

"Damn you," she said as he began to bang his blunt 
weapon into her. Since she was his third conquest of 
the young evening and he had come in her throat, it 
took him a good half-hour of hard, fast fucking before 
he was ready to find relief in Barbie's ravaged pussy. 
When he left the room, feeling reasonably proud of his 
performance, the girl was still writhing on the bed, 
both hands between her legs and her knees raised. She 
felt as though her brain had turned to mush and her 
vagina was inside out.

Saturday morning Tommy's sister came into his bedroom, 
pulled off her t-shirt and climbed into bed beside him. 
"You got in late," she said after she kissed him and 
felt the start of a beard which surprised her. She 
didn't think her 14-year-old brother was shaving.

"Hum," he said, reaching down to feel his hard prick 
and scratch his aching balls. "Party at Millers. You 
ever been to one? Lots of beer, lots of drugs, lots of 
girls."

"Who'd you go with?" she asked as she reached to grasp 
his thick cock. It seemed to get bigger every week.

"Barbie, Beth and some girl, Joanna something. Margie 
Phillips brought me home."

"That slut," Monica said as Tommy held his cock at its 
base and his sister mounted it and slid down the pole, 
smiling, screwing herself onto him. "Ew, that's good." 
She pinched his nipples.

"She's OK,' he said, reaching up to grasp his sister's 
boobs, "but Beth's mad at me. I fucked her in the car 
and she didn't like it. I did Margie out in the garage 
on that aluminum chaise."

"You use a rubber?" Monica asked, wriggling to try to 
get more comfortable on the thick shaft impaling her.

"Uh uh. Didn't have one."

"Take some with you, next time, dork."

"Hell, seems to me it's on the girl if its important to 
her."

"Shut up and get to work," his sister said.

***

Halfway through the football season with the team's 
record two wins and three losses, and after several 
injuries, Tommy got to play some offense and did well, 
scoring a touchdown and making a key block on another 
scoring run. His picture was in the local paper and his 
parents told him they were proud of him.

By then the cheerleaders would have nothing to do with 
him and Tommy's Friday night often went dateless so he 
had to resort to his left hand and a jar of Vaseline. 
One afternoon he went back and had an hour of fun with 
Jona's mother, but generally he stuck to his coach's 
advice and abstained from sex all week. Saturday there 
was always a party and some girl who didn't know his 
reputation found out about him in a strange bedroom or 
a car's back seat. Tommy loved to hear them yell. He 
seldom took less than an hour to satisfy himself, and 
he almost never had the same girl twice.

Then he spotted a pretty little girl at lunchtime and 
went and sat with her, looking for another conquest. He 
sat down beside her with his tray and said, "Hi, I'm 
Tom..."

"I know who you are," she said, shaking his hand, "I 
saw your picture in the paper. I'm Nancy South and we 
just moved here last week."

"Well, welcome to Riverdale. You make the place a lot 
prettier. What grade are you in?"

"Ninth," she said, feeling others' eyes on her. She ate 
her pizza. She knew she was pretty; people had told her 
that since she was five or six.

"You coming to the game Friday?"

She nodded.

"Can I see you after, go get a Coke or something?"

She shook her head.

"How come?"

"I'm thirteen and my folks won't let me date until I'm 
sixteen."

"Thirteen, did you skip a grade too; I'm just 
fourteen."

"You sure are big," Nancy said, wondering if he was big 
all over. She felt her nipples tingle.

Tommy's cock was swelling and tried to control his 
lust. The girl was very well developed for one so young 
and her legs were long and shapely too. Her tight jeans 
showed her rounded butt.

"I've been working out, lifting weights."

"Oh," she said, drinking her milk.

"It wouldn't be a date. We'd go with a bunch of other 
guys."

"I'll ask, but I don't think so. I've got a ten o'clock 
curfew and the game's over about nine."

"You got a bike?" Tommy asked, noticing how good she 
smelled.

"Uh huh," Nancy said, finishing her salad.

"Saturday we can go for a ride. I'll show you the town; 
maybe we can picnic."

"Sounds like a date to me," she said with a grin.

"No, nothing like that." Tommy smiled back.

***

The next day Nancy agreed to a bike ride and after 
Friday night's game, Tommy jerked off with Nancy's cute 
face in his mind and when he screwed his sister the 
next morning, he thought about the young girl.

It was a chilly morning and the girl wore tattered 
jeans and a bulky sweater. The pair biked through the 
town and Tommy pointed out the bank, the post office, 
the Civil War cannon, and the favorite high school 
hangouts. He also showed her the places to be avoided, 
the bars and the town's only and only strip joint, and 
then he bought a couple of subs and Cokes and the 
peddled to the park, sat at a old table and ate and 
talked. Tommy tried not to the think about it, but he 
suspected he was falling in love. Nancy was amused at 
his puppy-eager efforts to impress her.

"What grade did you skip?" he asked her.

"Second," she told him when she could get the word out 
around the bread in her mouth.

"First for me. I learned to read real early."

"Yeah. I can't remember when I couldn't."

"You have a boyfriend back in, where was it, 
Cleveland?"

She shook her head, tossing dirty blonde curls. "I had 
ten or twelve I guess, all with hands like an octopus."

"I don't think octopuses have hands," Tommy said.

She laughed. "I bet its octopi."

"How much?"

"You name it?" Nancy said, feeling excited and happy.

"A blow job," the boy said quickly.

The girl blushed. "If I win?

"I'll eat you out. You know what that's called?"

"Cunnilingus," she said, "and no bet. I want to go 
home. That was nasty."

"You're a virgin aren't you," said Tommy. "And a 
tease."

"None of your business," Nancy said, throwing her 
unfinished sandwich in the trash barrel and picking up 
her bike. "Goodbye."

Tommy stuffed the end of his sub in his mouth and 
followed, staying fifty or sixty yards behind the girl. 
Just as he had guessed, she had no idea how to get back 
to her neighborhood. She saw her pull up beside a 
police car and then pedal off again. He followed, not 
sure whether or not she knew he was behind her.

A mile or so later, he was sure she was lost again and 
stood up, shifted gears and hurried to catch up with 
the girl who was leaning on a street sign and looking 
worried.

"Lost," she said, skidding up with a sideways stop.

"Damn you," she said. "Yes."

"Come on. I'm sorry about that back there."

Nancy bit her lip and mounted her bike, following his 
back wheel. In twenty minutes she knew where she was, 
saw the street ahead and pedaled quickly past Tommy, 
turned the corner, rode up her driveway, dropped her 
bike and ran into her house.

Tommy debated with himself and then rode to Jona's 
house. The girl had gone to the mall with some friends, 
her mother said after she invited him in. They went 
straight up to the back bedroom they had used before, 
stripped out of their clothes with no words between 
them and tumbled into the bed, joining their bodies at 
once and slamming their genitals together madly. The 
room's only sounds were grunts and bed springs. 

Tommy brought her up to four climaxes in the next hour 
and the woman rewarded him by sucking his tired member 
after he told her he could do no more and lay on his 
back, panting for breath. Once Jona's mother got the 
boy hard, she mounted him and rode his cock for another 
fifteen minutes.

***

Monday Nancy came with her tray and sat beside Tommy as 
he ate his lunch with some of his teammates. Tommy was 
both pleased and surprised. "You guys know Nancy? She's 
new to town."

Nancy smiled at the nods, waves and greetings, feeling 
many young eyes on her bosom. She knew the top was 
tight when she put it on but liked the way it looked. 
She had very prominent nipples.

"It's either one," she said to Tommy, "Puses or pi."

"What are you talking about?" he asked

"Octopus. Don't you remember?"

"What's this?" asked the boy to her right.

"Just a bet we made. It's silly," Nancy said.

"I'm Jack Fisher," the boy said, "and you shouldn't 
associate with that guy. None of the hot girls do."

"I'm not a hottie," Nancy said. She blinked at Jack. 
"Why don't they?"

Jack smiled. "You'll have to ask them. Want to go to a 
movie Saturday?"

She shook her head. "I don't hook up, sorry."

"Me too," said Jack. "What do you do?'

"Leave her alone," said Tommy. "So do we both win or do 
we both lose?"

"What do you mean?" the girl asked.

"Well, do we both have to pay up?"

"No, you dork, it's both not neither."

"So we both win." Tommy put his lips to her ear and 
whispered, "I'd like to eat you."

Nancy turned her back to him. "Did you say Saturday, 
Jack? I have to be in by ten so we'll have to hit an 
early show."

END

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This story was written as an adult fantasy. The author
does not condone the described behavior in real life.

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