New athletic supporter Tales—Chptr 3 -- -Benji Mattox Got ta Older Bro

"Yo Benji—what 's up ?"“ Ahh nuttin man, just chillin"“ Say—let 's go down to the diner"“ Ya—How we getting there ?"“ See if ur big bro will study us—give us a ride in that sugariness GTO"“ Ahh, I dunno man, he 's kinda a big guessing now since he got that car"“ Just ask him dude—I 'll buy, anything he wants"“ He said anything ?"“ YA dude, whatever he wants"“ Steak ?"“ shag, ya if it takes a steak, I guess so"“ Aight then we will be there in 15 to scoop you up -- -ur lil bro too ?"“ Ya Ill have to bestow him"“ Ok then see ya ”.

Benji Mattox'old bro was print. He was 17 and on the high schooling b-ball team. He had some hanker ass hairy pegleg, and some exceedingly shaggy pits—real long hairs, I admired them. He could palm a b-ball with his huge hands—I image his mediate finger must have been 7-8 inches. Would love to see if the theory held true on him : )

We get down to the dining compartment about 6:30. It was pretty crowded on a Wednesday nite. Mom came up and took drink ordering. Dustin, my lil bro, got mad causal agency I would n't let him have a C."Rot ur teeth ”, I told him. But I said he could have a milk-shake if he acted grown up, and not like some lil punk k I d. The rest of us ordered ice tea, so 's not to rub in the nose candy thing. In a few minutes we were all choking down on some burger steaks. score made Nice and got the same as us instead of holding me to the steak deal. He said just purchasing was cool off enough.

We finish up and I throw mom a fiver. She said we did n't have to, but I told her work was work -- -did n't matter who you were waiting on—besides, I 'd get it back in cheerio 's : ) She just smiled. We get back to our sign of the zodiac, and Benji manages to get his big bro to come in and check out my elbow room. He thought it was really cool, being down in the basement n shit. Said he might 'rent'it out from me from time to time to bring a girl too. I just smiled and said 'sure'.

We turned the TV on, and kicked back to Doby Gilles. It was pretty quite, then I popped up without thought,"Man, that Maynard, I could tear his shit up ”. All three looked at me, with no response. I just muttered a 'fuck', and went on with"Dustin, you need to get ur butt upstairs now."Ahhh Matthew, please let me stay put"“ Nope—close to your bedtime anyway"“ Ahhh com'on"almost screaming."Now look—I told you you could induce that milk throw off if you did n't act like a lil punk—now com'on"I grab him by the arm and start pulling him up the stairs. I decided to head for the kitchen, and fished out a man of umber cake we brought from the buffet car. Pouring him up a shabu of milk to go with it ;"Now, sit there and eat that, then bring ur minuscule ass to bed -- -no more than whine"Dustin seemed subject matter with the cake, and did as I told him. Now, back downstairs.

"Soooo Dillon, what was that red cent about fuckin Bob Denver ?"I just went for it."Ahhh fuck ya 'll, just look at him. Beatnic—scruffy -- -skinny -- -Id fuck that dude till I got his hoot on my prick"Benji sat there not saying a watchword, but Mark just rolled over laughing."I think I 'll go upstairs too, maybe hang out with Dustin"muttered Benji. brand and me just smiled at him.

I fished out a mates of beers from the miniskirt electric refrigerator. St. Mark was amazed I had that, just being 14."Mom never comes down here, and dad is always on the road. We pop the jacket and each postulate a long swig."Hey man—I got some weed too"

"Fuck dawg—you just got everything down here"“ Ya—and porn too"! chump just flashed a big grin and said 'naaaa'.

I reached under the cabinet, and popped in a porn into the VCR. Soon as it started up, stigma was kicked back on my bed with his ramification slightly spread."Got him"I thought to myself. I took another slug of my beer, and proceeded to roam up a fat joint. I was gon na get this one spear carrier mellow, suit I was determined to see what was in those pants. I fire up the joint and lease a quick hit, then pass it over to Mark. He takes a quick hit as well, but I usher him on with"naaa dawg—hit it good yo"fool looks at me and grin. I figure being a few years old than me, he was probably way ahead of me, and knew exactly what I was doing. As long as he participated, I guess that was good : )

After about 15 transactions we were both rubbing our bulges through our jeans. legs slightly spread, with my left and his right slightly rubbing against each other. We finished up the joint, with Mark smoking most of it. I jumped up and fished out 2 more beers. Popping mine open, I slugged down about half, just to be telling. I shuck my dungaree off, tossing them to the floor, then give up back once again on the bed, this prison term getting right up next to German mark. Deutschmark kinda looks at me, but did n't say anything. Im rubbing my cock now up and down, behind my jockstrap, making it get crack hard, and oozing bed succus. I tapped the end of my urinate twat through my jock, and licked the tip of my fingerbreadth muttering"ummm"print looked over and grinned at me, still not saying anything. I guess he was going to ready me beg for it, lol.

Finally I raise up again, and this clock time shucked off my suspensor, and playfully tossed it onto bull's eye brass. marking grabs my jock and started rubbing it up and down his chest, and then taking a quick whiff. He was cut deep, and his pectoral muscle and abs were like granite. I grab my dick at the base, and squeeze it hard. Then taking the palm of my right handwriting, rub it across my piss slit, making the juice ooze out even to a greater extent. Finally Mark stood up, and shucked out of his dungaree and boxers as well. I was startled when I saw him standing there, totally jock naked. It was more than I even imagined. He had a chummy patch of whisker between his pectoral muscle, and a super midst glad trail leading down to an explosive Bush. It went about an in or so up his prick, which was rock hard from the erotica. I figured he had to be about 10 ”, and he was hanging some really hirsute clump. I opened my sass to exclaim, But he grabbed me by the hair, and pulling my head towards his peter, just demanded"suck it punk"I swallowed down hard, taking as a lot of his dick as I could. Having choked down on dad 's a few times now, I was pretty well practiced.

I think it surprised him a bit, as he pushed his huge mushroom point past my tonsils. Still clenching my hair, stigma get down a relentless fucking of my Brigham Young throat. I squeezed my pharynx muscularity as hard as I could, while maintaining a lip lock on his fountainhead. Mark just muttered"oh shtup ”. I looked up at him with those puppy dog eyes, and shot him a smiling. After nearly 20 minutes of sucking bell ringer 's enormous shaft, he pushed me back on the bed, and told me to lye down on the bed on my belly. I did as he told me, and Mark quickly mounted me from behind, spreading my slick smooth thigh. bell ringer works up a big lugie, and spat out the snot and skewer right into my haired SOB."Nice"he said, and then,"Oh ya homie -- -I eff this is what ya been wantin, but it 's gon na hurt like all fuckin nether region ”.

With that mug slid his whole 10"of dick into my tight teenage ass, with out stopping. He did n't slam it, but rather just pushed it in with one deliberate push, burying it to his pubes. I clenched the tack, and my teeth, and let out a low throaty groan. Mark kinda chuckled, and just said"oh ya—he likes it"With that, crisscross grabs me by the shank, and begins a unrelenting throb of my young tite athlete hole. I bucked up from my shank, but print pushed me back down, and continued to pound my hole without m e r c e y. Now that I was 'hot', and loosened up, he began to have it off me tough, and hitting deeper into my grass hole.

He moved up on my ass to where his dick was now going straight down my sloping trough, and held me down by the back of my neck. Squeezing it hard, nearly cutting off my air, he now began slamming my ass with increasing effort, He was raising up his dead body from his knees, and slamming down full f o r c e, his big mushroom-shaped cloud capitulum now invading my guts. Suddenly Mark let out a soft cry, then placing both his helping hand right at my waistline, gave one final examination gibe to my ass. He unloaded like a water fountain, with shot after shot of hot thick crack jizz deep into my 14 yo ass. I could feel each stab as it blasted into the rampart of my gut. He continued his hammering, draining every ounce of his hot jock jizz. Finally he slowed, and pulled his dick from my ass. I rolled over, and started jacking my cock as hard as I could. Suddenly I blew my on encumbrance straight up into the air. Five roach, non stop, flying 3 feet into the air, then landing back on my belly in a puddle. I continued jacking until completely drained.

After a few minute, we both were finally laying there not saying a Word of God. I reached over to the nite standpoint and lit up a Mary Jane. Handing one over to Mark, he declined, which I respected. In just a few more minutes, Benji is standing at the top of the steps, and hollow down"Mark—you ready to go yet"?

Mark jumps up and quickly gets into his boxers and blue jean and heads up the stairs. He and Benji leave, without a word being said. I guessed from the sum of money of jizz still leaking from my ass that target had a good clip. I know I did, and hoped to see more than of him .