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Tuesday, June 13th, 1995. 4:15pm.
I turned the corner on to my street, staying towards the curb and despite my ever present walkman blaring Iron Maiden into my ears, staying diligently aware of my surroundings. Although for the most part I rarely had problems in my neighborhood, my appearance attracted the unwanted attention of a gang of older boys who were not particularly amused by my long hair and somewhat sexually ambiguous and out of date fashion sense. On this day I was wearing my standard knee-holed jeans, fairly tight but not nearly as taut as my favorite black pair that showed off my little round ass. I had eschewed my standard black t shirt against the overbearing sun for my white KISS Crazy Nights Tour '87 shirt that my aunt had given me. She was only about 5 years older than me and was one of the few who knew my secret. She told me it looked cute on me as it was small and like my favorite Angel Witch shirt, it barely met my belt line. Of course, I had on my studded belt and I had added a chain, also worn loosely around my waist. The two looked sexy together, but they certainly caught the wrong eyes at times.
I looked up from switching my cassette copy of Killers to side b when my heart dropped. Coming down the road was the junky white Mustang, the one that usually carried 4 boys in their late teens as it buzzed and vibrated from the Rap music played far too loudly through an old, second hand sub woofer. They were mean, rumored to be violent and had the wrong kind of hard-on for me. I was only two houses away from home but I was dismayed to not see my Dad's blue Bronco in our driveway. Just then I saw Scott step out from his garage and look my direction. I looked at him, back at the Mustang and back at him and he must've gotten the idea. He walked out towards the road and yelled my name with a wave. The Mustang had started to slow and though I didn't look anywhere near their direction, I could feel their hard eyes staring at me.
"Hey come here man!", Scott said loud enough for them to hear and they continued on down the road without incident. Relief washed over me and I smiled at Scott as I walked towards him. I had only seen him once since our forbidden sexfest when he had stopped over to borrow some tools from my Dad the following Sunday afternoon. He had mostly avoided too much eye contact-although he had stold a glance when my old man's back was turned and I greeted it with a lip biting smile and the same sultry eyes I had given him between deep throating his cock the day before. His face had turned red and he looked away quickly with a small grin.
"Those guys give you trouble?"
"Not really. They just talk shit to me, call me a fag and shit like that."
He shook his head. "Fuck 'em. They try to fuck with you, I got your back."
"I know!" I said slyly with an upturned eyebrow & giggle and he looked down, his face turning red again as he laughed.
"What're you up to?" he asked as he gave me a once over.
"Fuck, you look good today!"
I tossed my hair to the side and continued to smile.
"Thank you", I purred. "Nothing, just takin' a walk. What're you doin?"
He looked back towards his garage and waved at it dismissively.
"Just fuckin' around with that old Lincoln. I finally got her runnin' but she's still missing. Have you ever seen it?"
I told him I hadn't and he invited me back to the garage.
" '79 Continental! My old man bought it new, barely got 50,000 miles on it.", he said with a slap of the hood. It was a huge boat but cool looking, a slightly faded black with a big square front end, silver grill and double headlights. He opened the hood to show me the motor.
"Check that bitch out!", he said enthusiastically but he quickly picked up on my indifference. I could appreciate a good looking car, but I didnt know anything and could care less about the mechanics. The only mechanic I was interested in was the shirtless one glistening in front of me. I couldn't keep my eyes off his hairy chest as I thought about the intoxicating smell and taste of his sweaty skin I had experienced just three days earlier. I wanted to bury my face in it right there, but we were too exposed standing at the front of the garage.
"Not your thing, huh?", he said with a smile. I smiled back, slowly pulling my eyes away from his chest and meeting his. I bit my bottom lip.
"When's your old man get home?", he asked quietly.
"I'm not sure. If he's not home by now, could be anytime within the hour I guess."
He looked towards my house and then looked around. Just then a silver Ford Tempo pulled up in front of his house.
"Shit! It's my mom.", he said with exasperation. "The hell is she doing here?"
A little old lady stepped out and walked up greeting us with a warm smile. Scott introduced us and though she seemed a bit put off by my appearance, she was sweet enough.
"My, you have such beautiful hair!", she said emphatically. "I would've loved to have hair this long and pretty when I was a young woman... not that you look like a girl or anything... you sure have an interesting outfit here..."
"Mom, christ. Give the k** a break.", Scott said with a laugh. I laughed as well and gave her a shy "thanks".
"What're you up to, driving all the way out here?", he asked.
She told him she needed to use his shower with a somewhat embarrased laugh herself.
"Your Father is remodeling again and the water is shut off. Do you mind?"
"Of course not Mom."
He told me he'd be back as he escorted her into the house. I looked around the garage and made my way towards the back of the car. Despite it's size, there was still a good 3 or 4 feet clearance from the back wall. I put my hands on the warm trunk lid and spread my feet.
You have the right to remain silent while you take this cock bitch, I thought to myself with a grin. My little cock was getting stiff.
A few minutes later Scott appeared in the side door and stared at me lustfully. I held my pose and stuck out my ass.
"Whaddya think, daddy?"
He walked towards me slowly and got behind me, grabbing my hips and pulling me close. I could feel his cock through his jean shorts.
"I think we got about 5 to 10 minutes."
I pulled off my Reeboks at the heels with my toes and pulled down my pants and underwear off of one leg. The chain around my waist felt cool and sexy. I leaned forward on the trunk lid.
"Shit!", he whispered as he was unbuttoning his shorts. "Stay right there, just like that. I'll be right back."
He quickly left me standing there with my bare ass and tiny little erection exposed.
The lube, I thought with a giggle.
The hood of the Lincoln was still up and that and the dark of the garage was enough to obscure the outside world from seeing in, but I could see it fine. It was pretty hot standing there getting ready to get fucked over the trunk of a car with the neighborhood in full view. I heard the ominous sound of a rattling sub woofer and that junky old Mustang rattled by. If they only knew.
Scott returned with the tube of Astroglide and a towel, quickly unbuttoning his shorts the rest of the way and letting them fall around his ankles.
I looked back at him as he lubed his hard cock and then smeared my twitching asshole.
He looked up at me with a smile. "You ready baby?"
"Fuck yes", I whispered. I flipped my hair down my back and he slid in nice and easy and began to pump away quickly. We were both grunting and moaning as quietly as we could and trying our best to quiet the clap of our sweaty skin. I reached down to stroke my cock and felt a long string of precum dangling. I used it as lube. Scott hadn't once broken stride, his cock working its way briskly in and out of my ass. At one point, he pulled out completely and shoved it back in and I let a somewhat loud, "OH!!"
"Shh!", he said with a laugh.
"Sorry", I gasped. "Mmm, fuck Scott! You're fucking me so good!!" I whispered. "Take that ass daddy! Fuck me!"
I could feel his cock getting harder and he grabbed my belt and began to pull me back with each hard thrust. I knew he was getting close and so was I. Just when I thought I was ready to let the convulsions take over, I opened my eyes in time to see my Dad's Bronco pull into our driveway. I froze.
"Oh shit, my Dad's home!"
He froze too but he was shaking.
"Oh goddammit! I'm getting ready to cum!!", he gasped.
I watched my Dad get out and walk towards the house. He glanced over towards Scott's house and stopped for a second. Then he turned back towards the door, unlocked it and walked in.
I could feel Scott tensing. I moved my ass back, burying his full 6 inches into me.
"Cum in me", I whispered, keeping my eyes on the front door of my house. He took one small stroke and I felt it. A flood of warmth filled my anal cavity and a sloppy wet sound emanated from behind me as he worked out the rest. He was still shaking and gasping as quietly as he could manage when I began to stroke my little cock quickly. I felt the convulsions start.
"Stay in me", I now gasped. The orgasm nearly buckled my knees and the contractions pushed him out and I felt a trickle down the inside of my thigh.
We stood still for a minute, both trying to catch our breath. Then he seemed to snap to and reached for the towel.
"Here clean yourself up quick!", he said urgently. I used the towel to wipe my inner thigh and catch the rest leaking from my winking hole as he quickly pulled up his shorts. He took a deep breath and kissed my neck. "I'm gonna check on Mom. Get those pants and shoes on in a hurry baby!"
A few minutes later I was standing back at the front of the car, fully clothed and pretending to look the engine over. In reality I was paying attention to the sensation of my well used, and now officially bred boy pussy. I could feel my little cock start to swell again. My Dad had walked out to the edge of our driveway and gave me a shout.
"Just seein' where you were. Where's Scott?" I told him he was in the house with his Mom.
"Ok. Tell him to stop on over when she leaves, we'll have a little cookout." I responded with my patented "cool" and he headed back inside. A few minutes later, Scott walked out with his Mother. "It was very nice to meet you young man! You keep Scott from getting too bored now, that's how he gets in trouble!", she said with a laugh and a wave.
"Oh I will!", I said with a smile and a quick glance at Scott. He smiled back, face turning red. He seen her off and walked back towards me.
"Phew!", he grinned. "That was interesting and hot as hell! I can't believe you let me cum inside of you!"
"And after rescuing me from certain danger, guess that means I'm all yours now. You have to come meet my Dad now and let your intentions be known!", I said as seriously as I could manage. He looked at me puzzled and somewhat mortified. "What??"
I broke into a laugh.
"Dad wants you to come over for a cook out."
He let out a relieved whistle and grinned at me.
"Smartass. I guess you want a ring now, huh?
"No. Just a promise.", I said seductively. "A promise that you'll do that to me again and again...", I started to walk towards the back of the garage and he followed until we were standing back at the scene of the crime.
"... and again and again.", I said as I wrapped my arms around his neck and he grabbed a handful of my ass. We locked lips, our tounges darting and swirling in each others mouths.
I turned the corner on to my street, staying towards the curb and despite my ever present walkman blaring Iron Maiden into my ears, staying diligently aware of my surroundings. Although for the most part I rarely had problems in my neighborhood, my appearance attracted the unwanted attention of a gang of older boys who were not particularly amused by my long hair and somewhat sexually ambiguous and out of date fashion sense. On this day I was wearing my standard knee-holed jeans, fairly tight but not nearly as taut as my favorite black pair that showed off my little round ass. I had eschewed my standard black t shirt against the overbearing sun for my white KISS Crazy Nights Tour '87 shirt that my aunt had given me. She was only about 5 years older than me and was one of the few who knew my secret. She told me it looked cute on me as it was small and like my favorite Angel Witch shirt, it barely met my belt line. Of course, I had on my studded belt and I had added a chain, also worn loosely around my waist. The two looked sexy together, but they certainly caught the wrong eyes at times.
I looked up from switching my cassette copy of Killers to side b when my heart dropped. Coming down the road was the junky white Mustang, the one that usually carried 4 boys in their late teens as it buzzed and vibrated from the Rap music played far too loudly through an old, second hand sub woofer. They were mean, rumored to be violent and had the wrong kind of hard-on for me. I was only two houses away from home but I was dismayed to not see my Dad's blue Bronco in our driveway. Just then I saw Scott step out from his garage and look my direction. I looked at him, back at the Mustang and back at him and he must've gotten the idea. He walked out towards the road and yelled my name with a wave. The Mustang had started to slow and though I didn't look anywhere near their direction, I could feel their hard eyes staring at me.
"Hey come here man!", Scott said loud enough for them to hear and they continued on down the road without incident. Relief washed over me and I smiled at Scott as I walked towards him. I had only seen him once since our forbidden sexfest when he had stopped over to borrow some tools from my Dad the following Sunday afternoon. He had mostly avoided too much eye contact-although he had stold a glance when my old man's back was turned and I greeted it with a lip biting smile and the same sultry eyes I had given him between deep throating his cock the day before. His face had turned red and he looked away quickly with a small grin.
"Those guys give you trouble?"
"Not really. They just talk shit to me, call me a fag and shit like that."
He shook his head. "Fuck 'em. They try to fuck with you, I got your back."
"I know!" I said slyly with an upturned eyebrow & giggle and he looked down, his face turning red again as he laughed.
"What're you up to?" he asked as he gave me a once over.
"Fuck, you look good today!"
I tossed my hair to the side and continued to smile.
"Thank you", I purred. "Nothing, just takin' a walk. What're you doin?"
He looked back towards his garage and waved at it dismissively.
"Just fuckin' around with that old Lincoln. I finally got her runnin' but she's still missing. Have you ever seen it?"
I told him I hadn't and he invited me back to the garage.
" '79 Continental! My old man bought it new, barely got 50,000 miles on it.", he said with a slap of the hood. It was a huge boat but cool looking, a slightly faded black with a big square front end, silver grill and double headlights. He opened the hood to show me the motor.
"Check that bitch out!", he said enthusiastically but he quickly picked up on my indifference. I could appreciate a good looking car, but I didnt know anything and could care less about the mechanics. The only mechanic I was interested in was the shirtless one glistening in front of me. I couldn't keep my eyes off his hairy chest as I thought about the intoxicating smell and taste of his sweaty skin I had experienced just three days earlier. I wanted to bury my face in it right there, but we were too exposed standing at the front of the garage.
"Not your thing, huh?", he said with a smile. I smiled back, slowly pulling my eyes away from his chest and meeting his. I bit my bottom lip.
"When's your old man get home?", he asked quietly.
"I'm not sure. If he's not home by now, could be anytime within the hour I guess."
He looked towards my house and then looked around. Just then a silver Ford Tempo pulled up in front of his house.
"Shit! It's my mom.", he said with exasperation. "The hell is she doing here?"
A little old lady stepped out and walked up greeting us with a warm smile. Scott introduced us and though she seemed a bit put off by my appearance, she was sweet enough.
"My, you have such beautiful hair!", she said emphatically. "I would've loved to have hair this long and pretty when I was a young woman... not that you look like a girl or anything... you sure have an interesting outfit here..."
"Mom, christ. Give the k** a break.", Scott said with a laugh. I laughed as well and gave her a shy "thanks".
"What're you up to, driving all the way out here?", he asked.
She told him she needed to use his shower with a somewhat embarrased laugh herself.
"Your Father is remodeling again and the water is shut off. Do you mind?"
"Of course not Mom."
He told me he'd be back as he escorted her into the house. I looked around the garage and made my way towards the back of the car. Despite it's size, there was still a good 3 or 4 feet clearance from the back wall. I put my hands on the warm trunk lid and spread my feet.
You have the right to remain silent while you take this cock bitch, I thought to myself with a grin. My little cock was getting stiff.
A few minutes later Scott appeared in the side door and stared at me lustfully. I held my pose and stuck out my ass.
"Whaddya think, daddy?"
He walked towards me slowly and got behind me, grabbing my hips and pulling me close. I could feel his cock through his jean shorts.
"I think we got about 5 to 10 minutes."
I pulled off my Reeboks at the heels with my toes and pulled down my pants and underwear off of one leg. The chain around my waist felt cool and sexy. I leaned forward on the trunk lid.
"Shit!", he whispered as he was unbuttoning his shorts. "Stay right there, just like that. I'll be right back."
He quickly left me standing there with my bare ass and tiny little erection exposed.
The lube, I thought with a giggle.
The hood of the Lincoln was still up and that and the dark of the garage was enough to obscure the outside world from seeing in, but I could see it fine. It was pretty hot standing there getting ready to get fucked over the trunk of a car with the neighborhood in full view. I heard the ominous sound of a rattling sub woofer and that junky old Mustang rattled by. If they only knew.
Scott returned with the tube of Astroglide and a towel, quickly unbuttoning his shorts the rest of the way and letting them fall around his ankles.
I looked back at him as he lubed his hard cock and then smeared my twitching asshole.
He looked up at me with a smile. "You ready baby?"
"Fuck yes", I whispered. I flipped my hair down my back and he slid in nice and easy and began to pump away quickly. We were both grunting and moaning as quietly as we could and trying our best to quiet the clap of our sweaty skin. I reached down to stroke my cock and felt a long string of precum dangling. I used it as lube. Scott hadn't once broken stride, his cock working its way briskly in and out of my ass. At one point, he pulled out completely and shoved it back in and I let a somewhat loud, "OH!!"
"Shh!", he said with a laugh.
"Sorry", I gasped. "Mmm, fuck Scott! You're fucking me so good!!" I whispered. "Take that ass daddy! Fuck me!"
I could feel his cock getting harder and he grabbed my belt and began to pull me back with each hard thrust. I knew he was getting close and so was I. Just when I thought I was ready to let the convulsions take over, I opened my eyes in time to see my Dad's Bronco pull into our driveway. I froze.
"Oh shit, my Dad's home!"
He froze too but he was shaking.
"Oh goddammit! I'm getting ready to cum!!", he gasped.
I watched my Dad get out and walk towards the house. He glanced over towards Scott's house and stopped for a second. Then he turned back towards the door, unlocked it and walked in.
I could feel Scott tensing. I moved my ass back, burying his full 6 inches into me.
"Cum in me", I whispered, keeping my eyes on the front door of my house. He took one small stroke and I felt it. A flood of warmth filled my anal cavity and a sloppy wet sound emanated from behind me as he worked out the rest. He was still shaking and gasping as quietly as he could manage when I began to stroke my little cock quickly. I felt the convulsions start.
"Stay in me", I now gasped. The orgasm nearly buckled my knees and the contractions pushed him out and I felt a trickle down the inside of my thigh.
We stood still for a minute, both trying to catch our breath. Then he seemed to snap to and reached for the towel.
"Here clean yourself up quick!", he said urgently. I used the towel to wipe my inner thigh and catch the rest leaking from my winking hole as he quickly pulled up his shorts. He took a deep breath and kissed my neck. "I'm gonna check on Mom. Get those pants and shoes on in a hurry baby!"
A few minutes later I was standing back at the front of the car, fully clothed and pretending to look the engine over. In reality I was paying attention to the sensation of my well used, and now officially bred boy pussy. I could feel my little cock start to swell again. My Dad had walked out to the edge of our driveway and gave me a shout.
"Just seein' where you were. Where's Scott?" I told him he was in the house with his Mom.
"Ok. Tell him to stop on over when she leaves, we'll have a little cookout." I responded with my patented "cool" and he headed back inside. A few minutes later, Scott walked out with his Mother. "It was very nice to meet you young man! You keep Scott from getting too bored now, that's how he gets in trouble!", she said with a laugh and a wave.
"Oh I will!", I said with a smile and a quick glance at Scott. He smiled back, face turning red. He seen her off and walked back towards me.
"Phew!", he grinned. "That was interesting and hot as hell! I can't believe you let me cum inside of you!"
"And after rescuing me from certain danger, guess that means I'm all yours now. You have to come meet my Dad now and let your intentions be known!", I said as seriously as I could manage. He looked at me puzzled and somewhat mortified. "What??"
I broke into a laugh.
"Dad wants you to come over for a cook out."
He let out a relieved whistle and grinned at me.
"Smartass. I guess you want a ring now, huh?
"No. Just a promise.", I said seductively. "A promise that you'll do that to me again and again...", I started to walk towards the back of the garage and he followed until we were standing back at the scene of the crime.
"... and again and again.", I said as I wrapped my arms around his neck and he grabbed a handful of my ass. We locked lips, our tounges darting and swirling in each others mouths.
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