| 18th April 2005 - 05:13:56 PM |
| 13167 : |
| I LOVE COCK IN MY ASS - DUSTIN PLEASE CONTACT ME TO SCHEDULE SOME HOT SODOMY |
| 18th April 2005 - 05:23:09 PM |
| 13168 : Craven Moorehead |
| Dustin, I really would love to schedule some sodomy with you also - You could even get me into scat play if you give me enough coke. I am one of the dirtiest queers you'll ever slam. |
| 18th April 2005 - 05:24:16 PM |
| 13169 : Dustin Miller |
| I like it up the ass!! |
| 18th April 2005 - 05:47:29 PM |
| 13170 : Enquiring Mind |
| Diamond, I was wondering - does Mario Lopez's crotch smell like nacho cheese? |
| 18th April 2005 - 05:52:52 PM |
| 13171 : |
| The halls of Bayside high were silent now. It was a little after seven o'clock in the evening. The football team had just wrapped up practice and would be showering in the locker room across campus and the cheerleaders were all leaving school for an after practice pizza party. All the academic and social clubs had long adjourned their meetings. A lone figure strode silently down the hall, still dressed in her Bayside cheerleading outfit. Kelli Kapowski, the Princess of Bayside High, knew she wasn't supposed to be in the mail quad area this late, but a bit of eye batting to old Nick, the janitor had gotten her in. She often used this sort of persuasion to get what she wanted. Kelli was sometimes surprised at just how easy men were to manipulate. Kelli used this time alone in the halls to check up on her friends private affairs, going so far as to print up an anonymous gossip column and hand it in to the school paper secretly. Getting the dirt on her fellow classmates was actually quite easy. Zach Morris had stolen everyone's locker combination from the school's computer and Kelli had in turn stolen them from Zach. She loved to spy on her fellow cheerleaders and her good friends Jessie and Lisa. They would just die if they knew that Kelli had learned all of their secrets from rifling through their lockers. After a particularly successful gossip finding mission, Kelli turned from the lockers and headed up the small staircase which led to the main hallway out of Bayside High. The quad area she strolled through had been her hang out for almost four years now. She had talked, laughed, cried and teased all boys she could right here at the center of school. It would be safe to say that these stairs were eighteen year old Kelli Kapaowski's home away from home. As her foot touched the second to the last step, the quiet darkness of the Bayside halls was shattered by blinding light. Kelli closed her eyes against the invasive light and let out a frightened shriek of shock. As her eyes fought to adjust to the light, Kelli heard a voice from behind her. "Well, well, well. I guess we know who the school gossip columnist is now don't we?" Kelli recognized the voice even before she whirled around to see who was talking. It was her sometimes boyfriend Zach Morris. He was leaning against the wall next to the stairs, with one hand on the light switch, the other on his hip. He had a cocky, mouth open, half smile on his face. "Oh Zach." Kelli said breathlessly. "It's just you. You scared the heck out of me." "Did I?" replied the good looking blond young man, an odd tone in his voice causing Kelli to shudder. "Yes." she managed, stalling for time, trying to figure out a way to talk her way out of the situation. "I just came back to get my science book." she said weakly. "Really?" Zach replied defiantly. "Your science book in Jessie's locker." Before Kelli could reply he continued. "You know, it took me a while to piece it all together. The anonymous gossip reports to the paper, those could have been almost anyone. Then I started to notice that a lot of the items in the columns came directly from notes I sent or received. I usually keep notes like that in my locker like anyone else would. Then I started to figure it out. It had to be someone getting into lockers. I have all the locker combos and I knew it wasn't me. So, who could it be? That's when I knew it had to be you Kelli. You must have stolen the locker combos off of my computer when you were over one day." He paused long enough for Kelli to answer. Zach was smiling, so she felt confident enough to tell him the truth. "Yep. One of the times I sent you down for a glass of iced tea." Zach chuckled aloud and Kelli joined him, relieved that he didn't seem angry with her. Soon, they were laughing loudly together. "You won't tell anyone will you Zach?" She asked, batting her eyes as she had done countless times before. "Tell anyone Kel? Is that what you're worried about?" He asked, taking a step towards her, with a strange look on his handsome face. "Well yeah." she replied. "I don't want everyone to know that its been me telling all of their secrets. They would all hate me if they knew." "Kelli, I already sent a letter to the school paper and Mr. Belding explaining who is responsible for the gossip, even admitting how I know. It will be all over school by tomorrow afternoon." He was still stepping towards her as he spoke. Kelli felt a chill run up her spine at the thought of all her classmates knowing about her secret. She knew it would take a lot of talking and a lot of flirting to get herself out of this mess, but first she had to see just what Zach was up to. "So, if not to catch me doing this, then why be here at all Zach." she asked. "To settle another matter. You see Kel, once I figured out that you were breaking into lockers, it was easy to figure out that you were doing it after everyone was gone. So, I just decided I'd wait here for you." "But why?" Kelli asked, stepping backwards up another step away from Zach who stood now at the bottom of the stairs. "To settle something that I have been meaning to take up with you for some time now." he replied. "And just what would that be?" Kelli asked, relaxing a little as Zach seemed to be his normal mischievous but harmless self again. "Well, Kel, we have been going together on and off for pretty much the last three years and I've never gotten any further than feeling your tits through your polo shirt." he replied. "Zach!" cried Kelli, annoyed at him now. "We have been through this a thousand times. I am not that type of girl. You know that I am going to wait until I'm married to fool around. We are not going to have this discussion right now." She added angrily, determined to get out of there fast and try to find some way out of the other mess. "Oh I am afraid we are going to do more than just talk about it this time Kelli. I'm sick of talking about it. Slater!" Before Kelli could turn to look, she felt strong hands grabbing her shoulders, holding her in place. "Got her." grumbled the familiar voice of A.C. Slater, her friend, and other sometimes boyfriend. His strong hands dug into her tender arms, hurting Kelli as she struggled in his grasp. "You see Kelli, both Slater and I have decided that it is about time to put you in your place. You have teased every student, teacher and staff member here at Bayside for too long. I mean A.C. and are best friends and yet we fight all the time over you. We have made total fools of ourselves over you and never even got so much as a blow job." "Or even a hand job." Slater added. "But I told you both, I am not that type of girl." Kelli protested, still squirming in vain. "You will be after tonight Kelli." said Zach coldly. "What do you mean?" asked the frightened cheerleader. "Oh dear, sweet, naive Kelli." Teased Zach. "What I mean is that we are going to violate you in all the ways we have ever dreamed about. Right here, right now." Fear flashed across Kelli's face at Zach's words. "Come on guys." she whimpered. "You're really starting to scare me." When neither Slater nor Zach said a word, Kelli started to cry out for help. "Go ahead, scream Kelli. Why do you think I chose to do this now? There is no one left to hear you. It's just you me and A.C." Zach said. "Don't forget about little old me." came a squeaky voice from the shadows. Kelli's spirits lifted upon recognizing Screech's voice. "Screech." She pleaded. "Help me." Kelli knew that if anyone could talk sense into the other boys it was him. Screech came bouncing over to the stairs, his goofy smile on his face. "Please Screech. make them let me go." she pleased, batting her eyes at him the way she had done a thousand times before to get anything she wanted from him. :Gee Kel." Screech squawked. "I'd really like to help you, but Zach and Slater have a point. You have done an awful lot of teasing. You teased me on many occasions and I think they are right. It's time you paid for all of that. Right guys?" He slapped Zach on the back, almost knocking the blonde over. "That's right Screech." replied Zach, and all three young men laughed aloud. Kelli seized the opportunity and tried to make a run for it. She was not quick enough and before she had taken one step, Slater grabbed her by the hair and slammed her hard into the metal hand rail along the stairs. The force knocked the wind from her painfully. Kelli grasped the rail in one hand as she fell to her knees gasping for air. Before she even knew what had happened, Zach had looped a silk scarf around her wrist and was tying it tightly to the hand rail. Kelli wanted to pull away, but her instinctual quest for air left her paralyzed until it was too late. Zach was handy with a knot and Kelli found her wrist tightly tied to the cold metal bar. Kneeling there, on the stairs, where so much of her teasing had taken place, Kelli trembled with fear. Part of her still held out in hopes that Zach, A.C. and Screech were just putting a scare into her. The other idea was just too hideous to imagine. It just couldn't be that after all of her holding out and saying no, her precious virginity would be taken by force here at school by three of her best friends. Kelli's mind overloaded with fear and shame and she began to cry. "Hey Zach." Slater said, still holding Kelli's shoulder. "Can I be the first one in her mouth?" Kelli was only vaguely aware of the meaning of his words, so lost in despair was she. "Sure Slater." replied Zach, coming close to Kelli. He bent his face next to hers. "Kelli dear," He said, taking her chin in his hand and forcing her to look into his eyes. She trembled at the cold stare she saw in Zach's face. "You need to listen very carefully Kelli. We are going to fuck you in every way possible. You can scream all you want, but no one will hear you. You can struggle, but you know we are stronger than you. In fact, if you resist too much, Slater here might just have to cause you some real pain." To emphasize this point, the stronger young man twisted the pretty cheerleader's arm behind her back. She let out a yelp of pain, but nodded her understanding. Zach continued, "That doesn't mean you can't ask us to stop. Go ahead, cry away, beg for mercy all you want. I like it. I can't wait to hear you beg me to stop." Their laugher began again as Kelli lost her control and sobbed loudly. Slater kept a hold of her arm and stood on a lower step, positioning his cock level with Kelli's face. With his free hand, Slater tugged down his sweat pants and briefs, exposing his semi erect penis. Through teary eyes, Kelli caught her first glimpse of a male sex organ. This was not the setting she had pictured for her first peek at a penis. It was not her wedding night, in a candlelit hotel suite high atop a cliff overlooking the Bay. This was not the man she was married to. It was the cold hallway of her high school with three young men who were acting like anything but friends at the moment. "I don't think she's gonna be much of a cock sucker Slater." Teased Zach. "She might need some coaxing." "Shit." Responded the muscular boy. "If I can teach a near dyke like Jessie to gobble knob and gulp jizz, a pretty little cheerleader like Kelli here should be no problem." "Yeah, but Kelli is a good girl." Zach taunted. "Not for long." Replied Slater, slapping his half hard prick against Kelli's tear streaked cheek. She let out a frightened cry and turned away, trying to escape Slater's pulsing rod. He grabbed a handful of Kelli's long brunette hair in his strong fingers and pulled roughly, turning her head back towards his dick. "Come here bitch." he snapped, ignoring Kelli's yelps of protest. "You open up and suck me good or I'll rip out your fucking hair, then break your arm." Kelli turned her wide year filled, doe like, green eyes to Slater and pleaded one more time. "Please Slater, I'm so sorry I teased you. I'll never do it again. I won't tell anyone, I promise, just please don't make me...." HE cut her off by yanking her hair harder. "Owwww." She cried out. Using the opportunity given to him by her open mouthed cry, Slater shoved Kelli's face towards his crotch. His semi hard cock slipped into Kelli's open mouth. She tried to fight and pull back, but he was too strong. Another wave of tears flowed from Kelli's eyes as the humiliation sank in. She was getting her first taste of cock, was in fact, almost choking on it as Slater force fed her pretty face. "Suck it, you slut." Barked Zach from beside her. "Suck Slater's cock." Realizing that she had no choice, Kelli tried to focus on the task at hand. She had heard some of the other cheerleaders talk about giving head to their boyfriends. Kelli remembered thinking what a totally gross thing that would be. She secretly hoped that her future husband would never ask her to do it. Now Kelli wished she had listened more carefully so that she might have some idea as to what to do in order to end this ordeal as quickly and painlessly as possible. At first Kelli just held her mouth open and sort of ran her tongue along the underside of Slater's cock head which pulsed in her mouth as he grew harder. Kelli had no idea what to do, but his reaction seemed to tell her that she was doing all right. "Suck it." Slater growled, prompting Kelli to do just that. She sucked on it as if it were a popsicle, feeling the fleshy member fill her mouth. It seemed to be all the way hard now as it stopped growing. Only two thirds of his prick now fit into Kelli's moth as Slater pulled it out and held it against her lips. The athletic young man enjoyed the sight of his hard on pressed against Kelli's mouth. He had jerked off a thousand times to this very image. "Look at my cock slut." Slater said, popping it against her cheek. Kelli saw that it was indeed hard and throbbing, the shaft covered with bulging veins and the round, fat head, smooth and slick with her own spit. "She might have to squint to see it Slater." Joked Zach. "I guess it it's true what they say about you weight lifter types and your little dicks, huh?" "Hey, fuck you preppie." Slater snapped back. "It's plenty big enough to stretch out your little girlfriend's mouth now isn't it Kelli?" He slipped the tip of his cock back between her lips and began to piston in and out of her mouth as if her were fucking her. Each time Slater's five inch prick would hit the back of Kelli's throat, she gagged and choked, bringing more laugher from the other two. Kelli gagged as a reflex, but also in utter revulsion of what was happening to her. She was being forced to suck Slater's cock. Kelli knew from other girls that men liked to shoot their seed into a girl's mouth. It was something only the lowest sluts at Bayside would ever do, and yet, Kelli knew she was helpless to stop Slater from making her do it. Just the thought made Kelli want to throw up. Slater kept pumping in and out of her mouth for a long while, ramming to the back of her throat, then pulling out when she would gag. All of Kelli's choking and gagging left her chin covered with drool and spit that ran along with her tears onto her white cheerleader's polo shirt. She looked a mess. Her jaw was beginning to ache from the abuse Slater was giving it. When he stopped briefly, Kelli gasped for air, praying that her ordeal was finished. She was, however, quite mistaken. "You best do better than that bitch." Slater said, grabbing Kelli by the side of her head. "Open really wide, I'm gonna fuck your throat Princess." Without thinking Kelli parted her lips and felt Slater slam his cock into her mouth. It his the back of her virgin throat, which steadfastly refused him passage, trying to expel the invader. Not one to five up so easily, Slater simply held Kelli firmly in place and rammed his cock in harder, this time forcing his way past her protesting throat muscles. The pain and sudden fear of choking caused Kelli to fight wildly, but Slater held firmly onto her head while Zach and Screech grabbed her legs, holding her down. When Slater pulled out, Kelli gasped wildly for air. "Better learn to breathe through your nose slut." The tall, dark boy blurted out as he slammed his prick home once again. Over and over, Slater deep penetrated Kelli's virgin mouth, assaulting her throat mercilessly. She could feel his heavy balls slap against her chin repeatedly as he raped her pretty face. In truth, Kelli wasn't much of a cock sucker. Even if she had been more willing, Slater thought that she could never have been as good at gobbling hose as Jessie had become. Still, the whole idea had him pushing the brink almost from the start. Now, actually seeing Kelli's lips wrapped around his cock as he fucked her face, was too much for him. Slater could feel the cum in his balls begin to pump out. Quickly, he pulled his prick from between Kelli's lips. "Keep your mouth open." He grumbled, his hand rapidly stroking his cock just inches away from her face. Slater moaned loudly. "Oh yes, baby her it comes." Kelli had only the briefest moment to process what was about to happen. He was about to have an orgasm which would mean shooting his stuff..... She never got to finish the thought. Slater let loose the first volley of cum from his cock. It was a perfect shot, directly into Kelli's mouth, causing her to wince in shock and move slightly. The next stream splashed across her left cheek, getting into her eye. She turned away to avoid the stinging spray and got a third shot right across her nose. By now, the taste of Slater's sperm had registered in Kelli's mind. It was salty and slimy, causing her to gag. Zach had begun holding her head still so that Slater could finish splashing Kelli's face with his spurting jizz. Seeing the expression on Kelli's face and anticipating her next move, Slater barked at her. "Don't you dare spit it out slut. Swallow my cum like a good homecoming queen whore." His words hurt her because in a way they were true. Nothing would ever be the same again. She was now swallowing his cum. New tears fell down Kelli's cum streaked face for the loss of her total purity. She swallowed the bitter, sticky fluid as the three young men stood around her, laughing at the humiliation if the high and mighty Kelli Kapowski. She didn't look so untouchable tied to the stairs with cum running down her face and globbed in her hair. Slater let go of her hair and Kelli collapsed back onto the steps sobbing. She was too humiliated and exhausted to even move. So much had happened to her, that she could not even think. What brought her somewhat out of her trace was a feeling of someone tugging on her panties. Her instincts were to struggle, but one hand was still tied to the stairs. Slater had a hold of her free hand and one of her legs in his strong grip. Screech had grabbed her other ankle and had resorted to sitting on it to her from kicking him as he held her down. Zach tugged her panties down to her knees then to Kelli's shock, he tore them violently from her body. The three boys now got a nice look at Kelli's sparsely haired pussy. She had kept herself well trimmed because her cheerleader panties were rather skimpy. Now, as they gaped at her neatly groomed pubic triangle, it made her feel dirty somehow, as if she had been preparing for this ordeal. "Oh nice Kel." said Zach, unbuttoning his jeans. "Been doing a little landscaping on the old bush eh?" "Too bad she didn't shave it all the way." Chimed Screech. Kelli felt her heart pounding in her chest as Zach positioned himself between her thighs. His cock was hard and bigger than Slater's. The more she struggled, the more the other two held her down. "That's it Kel." Teased Zach. "Put up the good fight. After all I'm about to take your precious cherry." He sucked on one of his fingers then Kelli felt him stab into her with the finger. It didn't exactly hurt, but Kelli was so dry and frightened, it did cause some discomfort. As Zach pulled his finger out, he held it up the others to see." "Shit." He said. "Dry as a bone. Not to worry Kel, a few good loads of cum and you'll be all juiced up and ready for more." As they laughed at her again, a terrible thought struck Kelli. Swallowing cum was bad enough, but if Zach was going to unload his sperm inside of her, she could get pregnant. Having not planned to have sex until she was married, Kelli had never considered taking any precautions. Her lips quivered. "Please Zach, no." She whimpered as he lowered himself down onto her. "Let's get a look at those titties Kel." Zach said, just laying there half atop Kelli, prolonging the agony of her anticipation. She felt the hard prick brushing against up against her thighs. It felt much larger than Slater's, a fact that scared her even more. Something that big was bound to hurt her a great deal. Tears blurred her vision as Zach pulled her white polo shirt up over her breasts, exposing the bra covered mounds. Since one hand was tied and Slater had the other one pinned down, the shirt would not come completely off. Smiling broadly, Zach grabbed the collar of Kelli's shirt and pulled with all his strength. The white cotton material tore easily down the front, exposing Kelli from neck to navel. All three men stopped to stare lustfully at her breasts. They were forbidden fruit that Kelli had kept well hidden. Glimpses of cleavage or partially exposed Kapowski tit flesh were the fuel for numerous masturbatory fantasies for every male, and many females at Bayside High. Such an unabashed look at them had been the privilege of only the bravest girls in the locker room. No boy had yet seen them almost entirely expose. Believing that a little just wasn't enough, Slater reached down and unhooked the clasp at the front of Kelli's bra, allowing it to fall open, fully exposing her large perky breasts. They could see her entire upper body turn pink as Kelli blushed, feeling newly humiliated by her exposure to the leering eyes of the young men. Her quarter sized, chocolate colored aureole offset against the pasty white flesh of her never exposed breasts.. In spite of having a full C cup, Kelli's athletic body held her breasts so well that they stuck up proudly, even in her prone position. They were capped off by sharp, dark nipples that lay flat against her chest. A fact that Zach picked up on first. "Oh Kelli," He said with mock sympathy in his voice. "I see your nipples aren't hard yet. Are you not enjoying this babe?" "We can fix that." Said Screech, grabbing one of her breasts in his hand and squeezing roughly. Slater followed suit, and soon both of Kelli's boobs were being roughly massaged and groped. They pinched and pulled at her nipples, which responded to their slightly painful manipulation involuntarily. By the time they had gotten their fill of her perfect boobs, both of Kelli's nipples stood up painfully erect. Meanwhile, Zach was caressing her tan, smooth legs. The feel of her skin make his cock throb between his legs. He knew it was only about average in length at six inches and in width, but at this moment, it felt bigger and fatter than ever before. Now, as Slater and Screech were taking turns sucking on Kelli's erect nipples, Zach felt her pussy lips. They had moistened a little bit as in response to the stimulation of her breasts, but he still needed more lubrication. He was just about to spit into his hands when he looked up into Kelli's face. She was still crying. Zach reached up gently and lovingly stroked her beautiful face. "Poor Kelli, what have we done? We've made you cry. Here, let me wipe you tears dear sweet Kelli." A flood of hope rushed through her body as Zach gently wiped the teats and sweat from her face. Perhaps he had seen the light. He wasn't going to do it after all. All three young men saw her face light up as she smiled, visibly relieved. Drying off her face, Zach smiled broadly. "All better sweetheart?" He asked. Kelli nodded, returning somewhat to her usual cheery self. "Good." Zach said, his voice changing back to a more menacing tone. "Your tears well make a great lube." As Kelli struggled to process the meaning of his words, Zach stroked his cock with his tear and snot covered hand until the shaft shone with wetness. Kelli felt Zach's weight shift and the tip of his cock press against her virgin lips. She tried to scream, but Slater covered her mouth with his hand. Although she fully expected her first time to hurt, and this physical pain was not insignificant, the mental torture of being held down and raped by her friends in a place she would have to walk past every day for the rest of the school year was much worse. It made her sick to her stomach as Zach's slippery dick poked slowly into her dry pussy. She had stopped trying to scream and just shut her eyes tightly and sobbed. Zach Morris had fucked at least a dozen Bayside hussies in his short life, but none of those bimbos compared to Kelli. Her pussy was so tight, that he couldn't believe it. Just the thought of taking her cherry by force made him want to drop his load as quickly as possible. He wasn't going to let in end so rapidly, or give the others the chance to ridicule him for an early climax. Kelli's quivering body felt so smooth and soft under him as he thrust steadily into her resistant pussy. When he reached her hymen, Zach paused, waited for Kelli to open her eyes, saw her fear and smiled. "I've dreamed of this Kel." He said, pushing harder into her. The pain was sharp as Zach plunged his dick past Kelli's hymen. The cherry she had worked so hard to keep was now ripped away in one swift stroke. She sobbed louder, spiraling down into deeper despair and humiliation as the boys held her down, allowing Zach to pump more steadily into Kelli. Although the pain had lessened to a dull, overstuffed feeling, she could feel, with each stroke of Zach's dick, a bit more of her purity and self respect slipping away. She was being used to please him sexually, and it was making her sick. Once her cherry burst, Kelli's virgin pussy gripped Zach's cock like a vice. Despite her objections, the cheerleader's pussy lubed itself, instinctively making it a bit easier for him to penetrate her. A few minutes inside this exquisite honey hole was all Zach's throbbing prick could stand. he knew his climax was rapidly approaching. More than anything, he wanted to shoot his spunk inside of her. The idea of the virginal prick tease Kelli Kapowski all fat and round with a child was so very inciting. However, they had all agreed to blast their loads all over her so she would have to see her shame. Seeing Zach close his eyes and moan loudly as his thrusts grew more intense, Kelli feared he was going to shoot his sperm into her unprotected womb. She tried to scream, but Screech covered her mouth. "Shhhh, Kelli, can't you see that Zach is trying to concentrate?" "Take you hand away you idiot." Yelled Zach as he pulled his cock from Kelli's pussy and moved swiftly into position over her face just as a blast of hot cum spurt from his prick, hitting Kelli across the forehead. It stung her eyes, but before she could turn her head away, Zach held her by the hair and stuffed his spurting prick into her half open mouth. He was still pumping his thick semen into her. The gooey fluid shot across her unsuspecting tongue, causing Kelli to gag. Unable to swallow the rush of cum, Kelli soon found her mouth filled to overflow, the hot sticky liquid ran around Zach's cock, over her chin and dripped obscenely onto her tits. Zach held Kelli steady until the last convulsions of his orgasm subsided, then he stared down at Kelli's face. Her big eyes red and swollen from the crying, her pretty mouth stretched wide around his wilting prick, streams of white cum ran down her face. Precious Kelli Kapowski, Bayside's virgin Queen looked very much like a cheap slut from a porn video. He stepped away, his cock popping out of her mouth dripping even more cum down her chin. "Such a pretty mess." Zach teased. "Thank you Kelli, that was one of the best fucks I've ever had. Sorry if it wasn't all that you hoped your first time would be. Oh, who am I kidding? I got what I wanted and you got taught a lesson you prick teasing little bitch." There was more laugher as Kelli just lay there, too humiliated to even speak. "Well," Slater said at last. "Two down, one to go. Guess it's your turn Screech old buddy." Kelli's eyes widened in horror at the thought of being forced to give herself one more time to the biggest geek in the school. Girls like her were supposed to be with popular guys like Zach, or jocks like Slater, but never with scrawny little nerds like Screech. She could never hope to live down the utter degradation of it all. Her life was over. "I don't know guys." Said Screech, backing away. "Maybe this isn't such a good idea." "You can't back out now buddy." Said Zach. "You've waited so long for this, she's all yours. Go ahead and fuck the little slut." "I really don't want to get her pregnant guys." Screech whined. "Come on." Said Slater. "we aren't cuming inside of her stupid." "Still, some can leak out. I really don't want to be a dad." Replied the skinny boy. Kelli began to feel relief wash over her for a moment as Screech stood silently. Zach broke the silence. "What if I can guarantee you that won't get pregnant?" He asked. "Well, then I guess it would be OK." Screech replied. "But how?" Without a word, Slater and Zach untied Kelli's hand, turned her over onto her knees in the same spot, then retied her other hand to the railing. Using his foot, Zach pushed Kelli's skirt up over her ass, exposing the plump, white cheeks of her round, virgin ass. :Easy Screech." Zach said. "Just fuck her in the ass." "NOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!" Kelli shrieked in utter terror. She struggled wildly, but was not being held down by Zach and Slater. Screech meanwhile, seemed to be all right with Zach's new plan. As Kelli struggled, he shed his clothing and knelt on a step behind Kelli, stroking his now rigid cock. "Well, come on Screech." Said Zach, struggling to control one of Kelli's legs. "Get on with it." For the first time, he looked back at Screech. "Holy shit." he gasped, causing Slater to turn and see what the other boy was gawking at. "Fuck me." Said the bigger boy. "That can't be." This was the first time the two had ever seen their friend naked and neither of them could believe their eyes. In Screech's hand, protruding from his scrawny, pale body, was a prick to put most farm animals to shame. It was at least a foot long and as big around as his bony forearm. The big, fat, purple head was the size of a big plumb and glistened with oozing pre cum. "That's a fucking horse dick." gasped Zach. "Screech, I had no idea." "Well Zach," he replied. "Guess you can't judge a geek by his cover." All the commotion caused Kelli to stop crying and look back over her shoulder to see. When her eyes caught sight of Screech's monster pole, they widened in horror. "Oh God no." She pleaded. "Please, he'll split me in two with that thing." "Shut up bitch." Screech growled, slapping Kelli's ass and surprising all of them with his aggressing posturing. "I've been teased by you for too long, You and that stuck up bitch Lisa, always putting me down. Well, I'll show you Kelli. And when you talk to Lisa, be sure to tell her how it felt to have this cock shoved up your ass." He grabbed the backs of her thighs and caressed them, loving the feel of her smooth soft skin. "Hold her down." He mumbled. "I want to rape this bitch right up her fucking ass." None of them had ever heard Screech talk like this. It was a bit frightening to Slater and Zach. Kelli, meanwhile, was terrified beyond rational thought. Anal sex was a humiliating enough prospect without the obvious pain that such a huge prick would cause her. Slater got on the lower step, holding Kelli's legs while Zach pinned her arm under her body. Sitting next to Kelli, he spread her plump ass cheeks, exposing the puckered little brown hole to Screech. "She's going to need some lube for that monster buddy." Zach said, cringing a bit at the thought of Screech using his huge tool on Kelli's dry ass. "Hold her open." He said coldly. Zach complied, stretching Kelli's cheeks wide. Screech spat a wad right on her puckered asshole, causing both Kelli and Zach to flinch in surprise. Surveying his aim, Screech let lose a half a dozen more mouthsfull of saliva until Kelli's round ass was speckled with spit, most of which pooled in her deep ass crack, slowing towards her rosebud. Satisfied with his work, Screech rubbed the head of his big, fat cock along Kelli's crack, setting off a fresh round of struggles and cries each time the head of his prick got close to her back hole. When the twelve inch monster was good and lubed up from his spit, Screech carefully guided it so that the head pressed firmly against Kelli's asshole. The dry, hot flesh was firm and resistant. Screech paused a moment, feeling Kelli's body tense as she waited silently, struggling to clench her cheeks closed to no avail. "Ready Kel?" He said mockingly. "You're about to get fucked right up your precious poop chute." Scared beyond works, Kelli simply trembled as she felt her sphincter stretched wider than she could have thought possible by the huge head of Screech's cock. The pain was unbelievable. No among of lube could have eased the pain Kelli felt from just the head of Screech's prick entering her virgin asshole. She felt certain her body was being ripped apart as he eased it inch by inch inside of her. Screech had masturbated a million times to this very image, however his experience with girls was zero until now. Kelli was his first. Her untouched ass was hotter and tighter than any hand job he had ever given himself. For years he had dreamed of having a girl like Kelli, only to find rejection at every turn. Since no one would actually date a geek like him, Screech had resigned himself to knowing that helping Zach and Slater rape Kelli would most likely be his only shot at sex with a girl during his high school years. Given that fact, Screech was determined to make the most of it. He had known for a while that he was blessed with a huge cock and he really wanted to see if any girl, especially a prick teasing virgin Princess like Kelli, could take it all. By now, half of his foot long fuck tool was inside of her. Kelli's sphincter gripped Screech's cock so tightly he wondered if she could cut him in half with her ass. Her screams had quieted down now and she simply sobbed steadily as he inched more and more of his thick shaft into her bowels. Not even is his filthiest fantasies had Screech dared to imagine such a devilishly perverse violation of Bayside's Homecoming Queen. Even thought the pain had dulled, Kelli sobbed heavily in humiliation. Surely the biggest slut in all of Bayside hadn't ever been anally impaled by such a huge pole. Word of this would get out and Kelli would be known as the anal whore of Bayside. This thought hurt her even more than the eight inches of cock buried in her bowels. It filled her up uncomfortably, making Kelli wonder if she would ever be able to have a normal bowel movement again. Both Zach and Slater gad a good view of the action and both stared open mouthed in awe as the final few inches of Screech's cock worked into Kelli's ass. His heavy balls now rested in the poor cheerleader's pussy lips. It seemed beyond human for so much cock to be shoved into so tiny a space. Zach could see the stretched hole grip Screech's cock tightly as he slowly withdrew all but the head before beginning the whole process over again. For Kelli, the time it took for Screech to complete his long strokes was more unbearable than the pain. A lifetime of purity swept away with each plunge of his huge pole. Her three close friends had forever changed Kelli's life. She would have to see them in the halls and they would know that she had sucked cock, been fucked, swallowed cum and even taken it in her ass, Kelli wanted to die. Screech on the other hand, was in sheer ecstasy. The thrill of sodomizing his tormentor was exquisite, but it had given way to the even greater feel of her hot tight asshole. Its resistance to his penetration was actually making the experience more pleasurable as she squeezed him tightly. A few more long slow strokes and he knew he would blow his load. That would have be lovely, bit he felt the need to make it just a gag more dramatic. Rearing back, Screech plunged his twelve inches into her on one violent thrust, ramming Kelli into the cold concrete steps and bringing a shrill scram from her throat. Pulling out just as rapidly, Screech began to ass fuck Kelli like a madman. His balls, heavy and full from all his waiting, slapped against her swollen pussy lips. To get more leverage, Screech grabbed Kelli's ponytail and pulled her head back, riding her like he had always dreamed of. Screech knew that if he kept this up much longer, he would do permanent damage to Kelli's young body, so he began to let himself go with the waves of pleasure that were starting deep inside of his balls. How good it would have been to flood the perfect little cheerleaders bowels with his seed. How precious it would be to send her home feeling him oozing from her most private of areas. That, however, was not the plan. Feeling all his control melt away, Screech pulled his cock from Kelli's ass. It made a loud pop as it exited, leaving Kelli with an odd, empty feeling, as if Screech had removed her very essence along with his cock. They all turned her over, twisting her arm behind her back impossibly. She moaned in pain as Screech stood over her, his slimy cock, fresh from her ass, just inches from her beautiful, sweat covered face. He stroked it a few times, then bumped ita against her lips. "Lick it slut." He said roughly. When she refused, Slater shifted his weight, causing her arm to scream with pain. Zach grabbed her hair and pulled hard. "Screech said open up Kelli. Do it now." Zach added some pressure to Kelli's jaw so she was forced to finally open her mouth. Screech was jerking off madly, desperately trying to get himself off. "Stick out your tongue slut. Lick my cock and taste your ass." He ordered. Kelli got a brief taste of her own ass hole as she touched Screech's throbbing prick with her tongue. Mercifully, he began to cum, flooding her tastebuds with a new flavor. His first jet of cum shot straight into her mouth, gagging her slightly as it hit the back of her throat. Kelli tried to back away, but was held steady by the two boys as Screech kept pumping. His second shot splashed against Kelli's perfect teeth, sending it dripping down around his cock and over her chin. Kelli's eyes looked up at Screech who was staring down at her, memorizing every detail of this moment. The look of fear and hurt in her eyes, the trembling outstretched tongue, the shooting cum running down her face, it was all too perfect. He tilted his cock slightly so that the next two streams shot up into her eyes, stinging them and dripping cum down her cheeks, mingling with her tears. As his stream diminished, Screech let his cock rest on Kelli's outstretched tongue so that his sperm filled her mouth and ran down her face. "Now suck it while you swallow my cum slut." Screech ordered. Kelli was well beyond refusal. She wrapped her pretty lips around his shrinking member and swallowed his bitter semen down. Screech pulled his cock from her mouth and as a final insult, slapped it across her face, splattering spit and cum on her one final time. Zach and Slater finally released Kelli and she fell limp on the steps. She was covered in sweat. Her face soaked with all of their cum and her tears. The three boys looked down at the once proud Princess Kelli Kapowski and smiled. She had finally gotten what she deserved. They stood and left her lying on the steps. Zach strolled away thinking of how he would smile at her in class from now on knowing he had deflowered her and how she would blush at the thought. Slater knew that in their struggles, Kelli had broken her arm. He smiled knowing how she would lie about how it happened, and how his grin would remind her of her shame. Screech laughed aloud knowing that no man would ever fuck Kelli like he just had. All three were already formulating plans on how to get even with those other two snooty bitches Lisa and Jessie. THE END |
| 18th April 2005 - 05:54:22 PM |
| 13172 : Morrissey |
| Hey Diamond, how's it been I haven't seen you since that night behind the West Hollywood Bowling Alley, maybe next time I can sing a few songs for you before we get into the anal pleasure. I want you to know that your little chode of a penis is a nice break from big or even average sized ones and I can't wait to hear from you. |
| 18th April 2005 - 06:13:12 PM |
| 13173 : |
| WARNING! If you do NOT like pornographic material, then beat it. (If you do like it, beat it too, but don't leave please!) All characters are fictitious, and are not related in any way to any real TV series in any way, even if names and places may be coincidental. This story is the original work of Scott Van Horn, but may be reposted as seems may be. Give me credit, though! Comments and Suggestions are welcome at: foxuria@blackout.sim.es.com "Saved By The Hand-Story #1" Scott Van Horn The bell rung to leave class and Zack, as usual, hurried as quickly as he could to leave the room. Just as he got to the doorway, a hand stopped him from walking any farther. "Where do you think you're going, Zack?" It was Mr. Belding. "Uh... Right to detention, of course." Zack flashed a "Zack Morris" smile at the principal and walked back to a back-row seat. Zack Morris was 18, and aching to get out of the school. His cock was aching for release. He had been studying for a final exam at Slater's house for the past few nights. Slater was definately straight and wouldn't beleive in jacking off with Zack. The preppie, as he was known around High School, eased his fingers through his blond hair, aching to get home. Mr. Belding paced around the front of the classroom, impatiently. Finally, he spoke to Zack. "You know, tonight is my wife and my anniversary. And... You don't mind if..." "If you let me out of detention?" Zack finished for him, smiling excitedly. Mr. Belding thought it over and finally nodded. "Then, I'm outta here!" The blond preppie grabbed his books and headed swiftly for the door. Mr. Belding clasped his hand on Zack's shoulder just as he approached the door. "Thanks, kid. This means a lot." Zack couldn't stand the sentimatality. "Go home and have fun." Zack winked, leaving a stunned Mr. Belding behind. He couldn't have been talking about... Nah... Before Zack could go home, he had to grab his sweaty athletic cloths in the gym room. He loved to smell his own sweat while jacking his cock. He rounded the corner, pushed the door open, and almost ran into a naked Slater. "What the hell... Preppie, I thought you were in detention?" Slater stood, towel around his neck, sporting a naked, tan, and hot body. At least, so Zack thought as his cock began to push against his jeans. "He wanted to go fuck his wife. It's their anniversary." Slater nodded and began to laugh. "When I'm as old as him, I'll be letting anyone off work so I can work on the old woman back at home." Zack laughed, patted his friend on the shoulder and began to walk past him. Just then, Slater turned also, his cock brushing Zack's hand as he passed. Not wanting to show that he felt anything, Zack continued on. Slater flushed red, and walked out towards the showers. "See ya later, Preppie." Zack watched the hot athletic stud's buns as he moved down the hallway. How he would like to touch his cock sometime. The blonde stud continued over to his locker, which happenned to be next to Slater's. Inside, he could see a jock-strap, sweaty from a hard work out. A sweaty shirt lay next to the strap. Zack couldn't help but smell the aroma coming from the items. He undid his lock and grabbed his sweaty clothing and stuffed it in his bag. In the background he heard the showers turn on, and the moans of Slater being relaxed in the warm spray of water. Just as Zack locked his locker, he looked again at Slater's clothing. He thought, Boy, those would smell good if I jacked off while getting a whiff of Slater. With that thought, he grabbed the jock-strap and shirt, and stuffed it in his gym bag. He would say goodbye to Slater before he left. Morris walked down the hall towards the showers, and peered around the corner. There stood the muscular Slater in a mist of warm steam, a hard cock in his hand. He didn't notice Zack gazing in on his jacking off session, so he kept stroaking his at least seven inch cock. Zack thought about how hot it looked, to see his good friend playing with himself. After a moment or more of watching, he back around the corner and talked loudly. "Slater? I'll see ya later, buddy!" He looked around the corner, his eyes meeting with Slater's. Slater had his hand around his cock, and was in mid-stroke. He quickly turned away, hiding his cock from Zack's view. "Woah, sorry to barge in on ya. Enjoy yourself." Zack winked at Slater, and headed back out of the locker room, adjusting his hardon. Immediatly after Zack arrived home to an empty house, he ran upstairs, and unzipped his pants. Finally, the rest he received. His cock still stood hard from his encounter with Slater. Although he would have wanted more to happen between the two, seeing Slater's hot cock gave him something to think about while jacking. With his left hand stroaking his seven incher, he opened his gym bag with his right hand pulled out his clothes. He only had a shirt, shorts, and underwear because he wasn't on football, and thus he didn't need a jock-strap. Zack Morris breathed in his sweaty scent from his gym clothes. They smelled sweaty, yet clean. He felt dirty, and so he wanted to smell something dirty. Zack reached in for Slater's still damp shirt and jock-strap. As the aroma of Slater filled Zack's room, the preppie began to pump his hard cock even harder. He stuck his nose deep into the armpits of Slater's shirt, imagining the naked Slater, cock in hand, rubbing off in the showers. How Zack wanted to be there, helping him. He imagined running his fingers down Slater's hard chest to the thickly matted patch of black pubic hair. After that, sliding his palm up and down his friends cock. Zack pumped his own dick even more furious. In his mind he could see the whole episode happenning. Morris could feel Slater wrapping strong and rough hands around the preppie's cock, feeling it. Soon enough, the preppie came close to cumming all over his newly washed bedspread. He slowed his stroakes and grabbed the jock-strap. Inside were a few black pubic hairs from Slater's dick. It was somewhat soaked with sweat from a tough football work out that Slater seemed to have enjoyed. With the jock-strap pressed against his nose, Morris smelled Slater and imagined his face being that close to the football star's prick. It would be so wonderful, thought Zack. He kept jacking with his left hand, feeling his cock all over. Curious, he stuck his tongue out and licked the jock strap. It tasted salty; not the taste of sweat though. Odd enough, Zack thought of the times he had slurped his own cum after jerking off. It was! Slater had came in his jock strap. After learning the news, Zack's hand moved furiously up and down his shaft. He toyed momentarily with the head of his cock, intensely touching the soft skin on the far side of his dick. Zack Morris felt so good! Laying back, he placed the sweaty jock strap on his face, occasionally poking his tongue to taste the sweet and bitter dried cum on it. His left hand was moving up and down his shaft while his right hand played with his balls, moving them around gently in his scrotum. Every now and then he moved it up to his patch of blondish pubic hair, running his fingers through the soft hair. He moved his hand up under his shirt and toyed with his erect nipples. Then, they moved back down to his balls, massaging them. Just then, Slater opened the door to Zack's room, talking. "No one answered so I thought I'd--" Zack abruptly sat up straight, the jock-strap falling off the bed right to Slater's feet. Casually, he bent down, picked it up, and tossed it in the corner. Zack was so stunned at Slater's arrival that both hands still held on to his manhood. "Slater, I didn't expect you to--" "So that's where they went," said Slater pointing to the jock-strap and shirt. "Do you need help continuing your fun? I'd have wanted you to play with me in the showers, but after you winked I called for you, but you were gone." Zack smiled, and pulled on Slater's shirt, bringing him closer. "If you'd like to have some fun, I'd love to." Zack moved his body closer to the far end of the bed, allowing Slater to lay down. Then, Zack moved his hands to Slater's zipper, undid it and stuck his hand inside. The afternoon was just beginning for the two boys, thanks to Mr. Belding. As Zack kissed Slater's lips he thought, "I guess sometimes it's good to be 'Saved by the Bell', in this case, a horny principal named Mr. Belding." From: foxuria@blackout.sim.es.com -- [Scott Van Horn] [Brer Foxuria] [Bountiful, Utah] [foxuria@blackout.sim.es.com] * The AlterNet! BBS - SysOp: Dmitri Baughman (dmitri@blackout.sim.es.com) * |
| 18th April 2005 - 06:18:58 PM |
| 13174 : Milo the Janitor |
| The following story is complete fiction, although it uses characters from a tv series. There is sex between TWO TEENAGE MALES, so if you are not into that material, STAY AWAY! Do NOT flame me if I ruin your views of a porno Saved by the Bell story. If M/M is not your thing, don't read on. Comments and suggestions welcome at the address following this story. Saved By the Bell Study Hour - Story #2 The night of studying turned out to be long and tedious, the minutes slowly passing by as Slater quizzed Zack on American History review questions their teacher had given them. Slater's room matched Slater's character perfectly. There were posters of hot jocks sweating it out in football, weightlifting, basketball, and other sports. Every once in a while, Zack would take a moment to glance at the posters, feeling a twinge in his crotch. Slater had a queen-size bed with dark blue covers and pillows. Zack lay on his side on the right side of the bed facing Slater, who was laying on his side also on the left. Both had their hands supporting their heads, but Slater was studying furiously. He did not want to fail. Zack had just barely turned 18, his friends surprising him with a party last weekend. Now, he could legaly get all the dirty magazine's he wanted, although he didn't know how to get what he really needed, fresh cock. Ever since he had started jacking off, around age 11, he had looked through his yearbook imagining the locker room full of his favorite guy friends. So far, he hadn't touched a single cock but his own. Sliding his hands through his hair, he watched Slater intensly. He had seen the jock's cock in the showers a few times before; an at least seven incher nestled in a wave of black curly hair. Zack Morris, known as preppie by Slater, imagined the stud holding on to the preppie's own seven inch prick, rubbing his hands up and down, creating thousands of sensational feelings, and feeling his blond pubic hair. He came after thinking of Slater at least once a week for the past few years. It was something he looked forward to each week. Slater was a black curly haired muscle-bound jock who showed his muscled off to the girls almost as much as he did to Morris. Zack always gave him the attention he wanted, even the attention Zack wanted never came around to happenning. "...and so, who was the 38th president of the United States?" Zack had a blank look, staring deeply into Slater's eyes. "....Wha? Uh, um.." Zack sighed out of boredom. "Look, I'm feeling kind of bored. I'm not tired, I'm just sick of talking history. Let's do..uh..talk about something else for a while. The preppie layed back on the bed, his ankles crossed. He wore a denim shirt, and levi jeans. "You're right, preppie. I think it's time for a break." Slater almost mimicked Zack's movements, except he quickly, and nonchalantly scratched his pubic hair through his red sweat shorts. Out of the corner of his eye, Zack examined the soft bulge that pressed against the shorts of the jock. In his mind, he imagined the stud running his fingers up and down his cock, finally rubbing it with the palm of his hand. Zack could almost see Slater with one hand on his cock, the other feeling his balls and sac. Zack soon became hard in his pants, his dick awquardly pushing up against his jeans. He wore boxers, a standard at Bay Side High School, which made him easily embaressed when he became hard. "What are ya thinking about, Zack?" Slater quizzed. Not wanting to tell the truth, Morris replied. "Nothing, really." He tried to think of something else to talk about. "There has to be something. Why else would a stud like you have a hard dick." Zack's face flushed, and immediately Slater apologized. "Oh, I didn't mean to embaress you. I just was curious." "Really, it's nothing." Zack wanted to keep as quiet as he could about his thoughts. Slater smiled. "I know, we can play truth or dare. That way you're HAVE to tell me!" He laughed evily, rubbing his palms. Zack imagined the palms rubbing up and down his own shaft. The thought drove his cock up, through the opening of his boxers, and close to the denim fabric of his jeans. He sat his legs up, bringing his feet closer to me. Perhaps this would lower the visibility of his hot and hard prick. "Okay. You choose first, truth or dare, I ask the question, and if you won't answer the question truthfully, there's going to be a penalty." Slater seemed to have planned this out before, but Zack decided to play along anyways. Perhaps it would lead to other things. "Sounds fair to me. But, since you're making the rules up, I'll ask first." Zack flashed a boyish grin at Slater, and layed back on his side again. His cock pushed a little more out, showing a noticable point from his cock head. Slater glanced down smiled, and spoke. "Truth." Zack thought a moment, and then asked the question. "Okay, what's the farthest you've got with any girl at Bay Side. I want detail, Slater!" With that, the jock groaned and swore at the question, thinking the preppie wouldn't ask about something that personal. "Oh, um... Okay, it's been with Jesse." Jesse was a girl, about 18, with long curly dark brown hair. She was somewhat beautiful, somewhat tall, but nonetheless, Slater had been her boyfriend many times. "Uh... It happened on the night of Prom, and we went up the canyon afterwards. She said she wanted to see the stars without the citylights glaring the sky and I wanted to be alone with her." Slater stared into oblivion as he recalled the tale. Zack noticed Slater's cock begin to rise up from the inside of his shorts. "Go on..." Zack wanted to know what happened. "Okay, and so we kissed for a while, you know, frenching and all that. Soon, I became really....excited and the next thing I knew, my hands were all over her breasts." Zack whistled. "Wow, that's pretty far. How did it feel?" "You mean you've never touched a girl's tits?" Zack shook his head yes. "I have, really. Just not Jesse's. Nor Kelly's." Zack was usually rumored to be going out with Kelly, although the farthest they had gone was kissing. "What else?" "Well, by that time I was very....um...." Zack knew the word Slater was looking for. Morris wanted him to say the word 'hard.' Slater still tried to act like he was beyond straight. "Hard, you mean?" Zack smiled with Slater, but glanced at the jock's seven inch cock pushing up from his body. Zack thought, 'Yes, you're hard like you are now, stud.' "Yeah.. I was very hard. So, she felt down and touched it through my pants. Then I started kissing her more, not wanting to go too far. And so, after that I drove her home." Zack ignored his earlier cautions as to how much Slater talked dirty. "You mean she didn't suck your cock off?" Slater laughed, and looked at Zack somewhat hungrily. "No, she didn't. I wanted her to do it so bad. Oh, that would have felt so good." Zack placed Slater's image in his mind, sucking the preppies cock off right there in Slater's bed. He could almost feel the slow moving motions running up and down the shaft of his cock, now pushing harder into his jeans. Zack almost needed to run to the bathroom so he could free his cock and rub it. Without noticing it, Slater had moved his hand to his own cock and already had begun to rub it through his red sweat shorts. Up, down, up, down. Zack watched in amazement as Slater's strong hands navigated up, down and around his large cock. Zack pondered, 'There has to be a way I can get my hands on that thing!' Slater noticed Zack watching his cock and spoke up. "Go ahead, I don't mind... You can rub your cock, if you want to. It's your turn, although. Truth or dare?" With tense and nervous hands, Zack milked his hard seven inch dick in front of a hungry Slater. Feeling somewhat experimental he toned in. "Dare." Slater was stunned for a moment. He had no clue what he could do with Zack that the preppie wouldn't mind doing. The jock took a moment and re-examined himself. He had just told himself "What he could DO with Zack." Deep down, Slater wanted to do something with Zack. Smiling, Slater told Zack what to do. "Strip, then strip me, and be my girlfriend." Stunned beyond belief, Zack stared at Slater. His friend's chest heaved faster with nervousness and Zack found himself in a state of terrified shock. 'Was Slater serious?' he asked himself time and time again. "So, are you going to do it?" Zack nodded and told Slater to stand up next to him. The jock told him to hold on a moment while he shut the blinds so it was somewhat dark in the room. Then, slowly and carefully, Zack undid his belt. Taking care to make sure Slater was being serious, he watched his athletically built friend lick his lips habitually, eyes locked on Zack's crotch. Slater was serious. Zack zipped his pants down and let them fall to the ground. His cock then shot out and stood in front of him, pointing straight at Slater. As if on cue, the jock ripped his pants down so his cock looked identical in poise to Zack. Then, ever so hesitantly, they both reached for eachother's poles, touching them timidly. Zack could feel Slater's rough hands enclosing around his cock, feeling its warmth and hardness. His fingers tip-toed down to the preppie's hanging balls, gently feeling them. Zack copied Slater's movements, feeling the darker looking meat ever so gently. Slater whispered. "Gosh, Zack, this feels so good. Let's lay down on my bed." Zack nodded, and took his shirt off. Slater did the same, pulling his boxers down to the floor. Together, they crawled into Slater's bed, naked. They pressed their hot bodies next to eachother, Zack marveling at the warmth emitting from Slater. 'Man, he's hot! I wonder if he'd suck me off.' Before Zack could vocalize his thoughts to Slater, he felt his cock being rubbed up and down. Slater moved Zack's hand to the jock's cock. "Come on, Preppie. Run your soft hands up and down my dick and balls. Come on, feel it." Zack did as he was told, sliding his fingers up and down, spending a few moments on Slater's cockhead. It bulged with blood, and was precariously cut. He felt his own cockhead being fondled. Then, the athletic hands of Slater moved to Zack's pubic hair, running his rough fingers through the soft blond hair. Slater told Zack he always wondered what color Zack's hair was around his cock. The preppie noticed how Slater moved his body in time with Zack's hand, just like he was fucking it. Zack did the same. "Oh, I love this Zack. We have to do this more often, since it's better than rubbing my own dick." Zack said the same thing, and noticed Slater's erect nipples on his bulging pecs. "You know, Slater. I've always wanted to touch and suck your chest. It's just so. . .muscular, that I've always wanted to do---" Slater anxiously cut him off. "Do it. Straddle me and suck them." According to the stud's commands, Zack sat up and straddled his friend who he had fantasized being with in this situation so many nights before. He looked down at the mass of sweating flesh before him. Zack could almost taste the stud's skin against his warm tongue. The preppie examined Slater's carefully arched muscles surrounding his hard nipples. Slowly the blond haired stud lowered his face to Slater's tanned chest, but was stopped inches from the erect nipples, surrounded by almost invisible hair. Slater whispered. "Kiss me." Zack moved up, his cock laying gently on Slater's, and leaned towards Slater's mouth. He moved his mouth gently sideways and lowered it slowly to a waiting Slater. With eyes looking deep into his friend's eyes, Slater arched his back to kiss Zack, both mouths slightly open. They mingled bodies, breathed eachother's breath, fused lips, but most important of all, Slater and Zack realized they loved eachother, and this was more than just a friendship. It had become a relationship between friends. As Zack ran his tongue into Slater's mouth, he showed how much he loved the athletic hunk of muscle he was laying on. When Slater grabbed Zack's firm ass and held it tight as he met tongues with Zack he was emitting signs of love. They broke off kissing, and Zack kept his face inches from Slater's, looking deep into his eyes. "Slater. . . I, uh..." He sighed, smiled, and pecked the jock on the lips. "Slater, I love you. I want to be your boyfriend, even if you have a girlfriend. I really do love you." Slater smiled, lifted one of his hands from the preppie's tight butt, and pressed Zack's head back towards Slater's, kissing it furiously. Slater rolled until he was on top of Zack. Amazingly, the jock seemed light and delicate to Zack's smooth and simple frame. He relished as he felt muscle lay on top of him, enveloping his body, almost caressing it. The preppie slid one hand down and held onto Slater's musclely and hard butt; the other hand feeling the curly black hair on Slater's head. Their tongues danced happily in eachother's mouths and their saliva mixed creating a tangy taste. Slater broke off the kiss and moved to the left a little more on Zack's body. He reached his left arm underneath the preppies arm, and his hard dick found Zack's right leg. Placing his head near Zack's ear, he began to tempt him with his tongue. He licked Zack's sideburns and ear whispering things like, "I love you, Zack" and "Tonight, we're going to cum together." Zack felt so good, as Slater began to rub his meat up and down Zack's leg, slowly at first. As Slater humped the preppie's thigh, his own meat was feeling the same as the jock's. The preppie held on to Slater's hard butt and muscular back, pulling and pushing the jock up and down his body. Slater sweated furiously and soon increased his pace. Faster and faster he moved himself as he felt an orgasm prepare itself to come out. Wanting to cum the best he had ever done it, Slater went all out on Zack's leg. Slater's ripply six-pack rubbed Zack's dick making him come close to cumming. The sensation would not stop for both studs as the rubbed eachother. Then, at the exact same time, they felt a surge rage through their cocks. At first it was complete pleasure, and then they felt the cum shoot on eachother, somewhat lubricating their stomachs, sending Slater sliding all over. Cum dripped down the sides of their chests and Slater stopped humping Zack. 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