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Story: Boystud (b/m, bmm/M, b/M)

The following story is totally fiction.  It contains scenes of gay and
teen sex.  If these subjects are offensive, uninteresting or if you are
a minor (i.e., child) please leave now.  This work is copyright by the
author and commercial use is prohibited without permission.
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The author would appreciate your comments -- pro and con, including
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BOYSTUD
by
Y. Lee Coyote

Stage 1
Johnny was an average kid although a bit on the short side.  Well that
was how he appeared to most people.  He did OK at school and never even
thought about trying out for any of the teams because of his small
stature.  He boasted of non-existent conquests of the local girls like
all the other guys did in the locker room and on the school bus.  Johnny
was, however, a little different than most of the guys for he really did
fuck around with others -- albeit with other guys.

Johnny was both precocious and aggressive.  When he was only eleven he
started to fuck around with his brother, Bob, and his friend, Tim.  They
were both three years older but Johnny liked that; as a matter of fact
he wished that they were older.  He was constantly admiring the MEN --
the older men --  around him -- at school, at the mall, at the town pool
and especially on Veterans' day in the parade.  He just loved the tight
muscular butts of the service men.  That was the raw material for his
dreams -- day, night and wet -- but he did not know how to get what he
desired.  Before he was twelve he reached puberty and his body changed.
He was still short but the bulge in his jeans was the envy of the entire
middle school and many other places.  His short stature emphasized its
size and allure.

When he first started to play with Bob and Tim he started as the bottom.
Although he was very sexual, he was still younger and smaller (in all
ways) so that they took the aggressive and inserter roles.  He was
regularly fucked at both ends in the beginning.  But after a few months
of this and as his hormone levels rose he began to assert himself.  The
older boys were having so much fun that they did not realize how things
were changing.  Initially they would pull out their cocks and push
Johnny down on his knees.  Then they would hold Johnny's head as they
face-fucked him; it was never rape for Johnny always wanted more.  Then
the action changed.  Johnny would go for them.  Without a word Johnny
would go for their cocks whenever he could.  After school and before
their parents would come home was a favorite time.  As soon as Johnny
and his brother with or without Tim, were in the house, Johnny would be
opening a belt and a fly to get to the juicy meat inside.  Sometimes Tim
came over by himself just to fuck around with Johnny.   Tim really liked
laying back and letting Johnny do all the work.  Another favorite
delight of Johnny was to catch his brother with his morning hard on
sticking out of his pj's.  And, like Tim, Rob learned how pleasurable it
was to be passive and let his little brother do all the work.


Stage 2
Johnny made his move one weekend morning.  Johnny and Rob were alone but
still in bed when Johnny made his assault.  Rob was expecting the usual
morning blow job and he figured that afterwards he would also fuck his
little brother.  But Johnny had other ideas.  For several months Johnny
had already been controlling the action although it was always the older
boys who got sucked or did the fucking.  The older two did not realize
how passive they had become in their relationship with Johnny.

Today was going to be different though.  Johnny sat on Rob's chest and
presented his cock to his brother.  Rob opened his mouth (although it
was not clear whether it was to refuse or to suck) but Johnny did not
wait to find out.  He pushed forward as he commanded his big brother to
suck.  This was the first time that Rob was sucking Johnny but not his
first suck.  Rob was surprised but did not want to refuse his little
brother particularly after all the great times they had had together.

After a while, Johnny shifted his attention to Rob's crotch and the
pleasures that it contained.  As he tongued and sucked the rampant cock
and full balls, he pulled Rob's pj's down and completely off.  His
tonguing could now proceed to the hole hidden in the dark cleft of his
brother's butt.  Rob was ecstatic at what was happening.  He had heard
of rimming but he never expected that Johnny would do it particularly
unbidden.  He let Johnny position his legs as he wished just
concentrating on the pleasure he was receiving at his bottom hole.  By
this time he was flat on his back holding his knees close to his chest.
Johnny had been planning carefully for this.  He quickly shifted his
position and rammed his pre-lubed shaft deep into the receptive hole
where his tongue had just been.  This was not what Rob expected but as
his little brother's not so little ramrod thrust in and out, it drove
him into ecstasy as it repeatedly struck his prostate.  Now he knew why
his brother like being fucked; it felt great.  It felt so great that he
blasted his load without even touching his dick.  It took a while longer
before Johnny planted his own seed deep into his very happy older
brother's fuckhole.

Johnny was also very happy.  He had seen the expression of utter ecstasy
on his brother's face when he had come and it was not like he had never
seen before.  He was certain that his expression was similar when he
came.  From now on he knew that he would be fucking his brother rather
than just the other way around.  And, he thought to himself, I bet Tim
will yield easily too.

A while later the phone rang.  It was their mother calling  and she had
an urgent demand.  She had forgotten an important package which Bob was
to take to the post office -- immediately!  It was absolutely essential
that it get there before the post office closed at noon and there were
but thirty minutes left before closing.  Johnny was too slow to make it.
She was sorry but it must be done and immediately.  Johnny could
entertain the shortly expected Tim.  Little did she realize how true
that was.

Rob just turned the corner, racing to beat the clock when Tim arrived.
He was in store for the same surprise that Rob had just a couple of
hours ago although he did not know it.  Leading a sheep to slaughter is
a difficult task compared to that of Johnny's to get Tim into the
bedroom and stripped.  Rob was less than halfway to the post office by
the time that Johnny had Tim naked in his bed and was sucking on his
rampant tool.  As Johnny began to use his tongue on Tim's perineum, Tim
reacted (and cooperated) exactly as Rob had and with the same results.
After a few minutes of rimming Tim's butt-hole was pulsating with joy
and Johnny changed into his attack mode.  He shifted to bring his rod to
the throbbing rosebud and quickly rammed it in deeply.  This initial
thrust provoked a scream from Tim which was soon replaced by moans of
pleasure as the young cockman repeatedly plunged in and out of the older
youth's rear.  By the time Rob had returned both Tim and Johnny were
exhausted from this activity.

Rob and Tim went off leaving Johnny alone with his thoughts.  He had two
major thoughts.  First, he was certain that Rob and Tim would no longer
think of him as a little pussy-boy.  Secondly, he was trying to figure
out how to get a man, not just some high school guys.  Perhaps some of
the older men at the mall who kept watching the boys; he heard rumors of
strange things.


Stage 3 
It was a few weeks later and Tim's cousin, Kevin was visiting while he
was on leave after finishing boot camp in the Marine Corps.  Tim's
parents had some previous engagement and, as Rob and his brother wanted
to hear about the marines, Tim invited them over and the four of them
were partying.  The twenty five year old private was less of a man than
he thought, particularly after he had some drinks.  Kevin seemed to
require lots of beer in order to relate his stories.  He told of sex in
the showers and in pup tents but -- somehow -- he was always the strong
top (which was the reverse of the facts).  High stakes poker games were
discussed and Kevin boasted of winning more than a couple of thousand
bucks one night.  (He did not, however, remember to tell how he lost it
all within the next hour and was flat broke for the next month.)  It was
not clear how it happened but soon the four of them were playing strip
poker with a 'winner wins loser' rule.  Kevin figured he would soon have
some nice tight boy-butt to fuck.  (Kevin's selective memory also did
not tell the boys that the DI's regularly fucked him and how he jerked
off alone the rest of the time.)

A half hour later, Johnny was almost entirely dressed while Rob and Tim
were just in their underwear.  Kevin was in his birthday suit.  He was
shocked at his loss.  Now he was naked with high school kids and they
were in charge.  The winner of the game and hence the master was the
youngest and he wasn't even in high school yet.  Kevin made some lame
crack about things being over, but Johnny sarcastically noted that he
thought that marines were men who kept their word and did not chicken
out.  This got through to Kevin.  The marine and his dick both snapped
to attention, saluted and said: "Sir, this grunt has lost.  How may I
serve you, SIR!"  None of them realized the emotional effect of what
Kevin did to Kevin, least of all Kevin.  It was like he had said that to
his DI.  And his DI was obeyed absolutely and immediately.  In his mind,
Kevin was surrounded by three DI's and not by three boys.  Marines were
trained to obey in boot camp and Kevin had just finished that a few days
ago.

Johnny snapped a couple of questions at the naked marine.  "You want to
suck dick, grunt?  You want to get fucked, grunt?"  As he did this, he
was checking out his own swelling package.

"SIR, THIS GRUNT BEGS TO SUCK DICK AND BE FUCKED, SIR."  Kevin did not
know where he was but it was not new to him.  A couple of times his DI
did have him in this sort of role and, now drunk, he felt like that was
the situation again.  The boys did not know this but were surprised at
how he had suddenly and completely assumed such a submissive role.
Three young cocks were now tenting two pairs of briefs and a pair of
jeans as they exchanged puzzled but happy looks.

Johnny paused and looked at the obedient marine -- twice his age --
standing naked front of him awaiting his orders.  As he did his cock
strained even harder at his jeans and he quickly ripped them open.  Then
he pushed both his briefs and jeans down to his knees.  His super hard
shaft was the largest he remembered it to ever to have been.  He barked
a single word at the waiting marine: "SUCK!"  Kevin dropped to his knees
in front of the boy and started to lick the huge man-sized shaft.  He
could barely get it into his mouth.  As Johnny tried in vain to drive
his tool down the marine's throat, he told Tim to get the rubbers and
lube.

Tim was back in just a couple of minutes.  Johnny stopped trying to ram
his cock down Kevin's throat and commanded Kevin to get on his hands and
knees.  He put a squirt of lube on his oozing rod and slipped a rubber
over it.  Then he spread some lube on Kevin's butthole and positioned
his shaft at the hole.  Suddenly the relative quiet of the room was
broken by Kevin saying: "SIR, PLEASE FUCK THIS GRUNT, SIR."  Johnny was
up to the challenge.  He grasped the marine's hips and thrust forward.
The grunt gasped as the boy's great pizzle rammed into him.  Johnny was
elated.  He had gotten one of his wishes fulfilled.  He rammed in and
out considering only himself.  It did not take long before he shot a
great load.  It would have gone deep into Kevin guts but for the condom
he wore.  He pulled out.

"Rob," he said to his brother, "Fuck this grunt."  Rob did not need the
invitation.  He had already put on a condom and quickly positioned
himself.  As Rob filled the place vacated by this brother, Tim started
to face fuck his cousin.  While the two HS juniors were fucking both
ends of the marine, Johnny reached underneath and began to jerk the
grunt off.  After all had come, they were about to start over again but
then they heard Tim's parents' car in the driveway.  They quickly got
dressed and Johnny and Rob left.

As the brothers walked home Johnny noted that he had never realized that
playing cards could be so much fun.   Rob wondered if all marines were
all such eager cock- sucking pussies?


Stage 4
Johnny knew exactly what he wanted for his fourteenth birthday.  But he
couldn't ask his parents for it.  He had heard tell of a friend of a
friend of a friend of a friend whose dad took him to a whore house to
get his first piece of ass but he already had had that and he did not
want a cunt nor her ass.  He did not know that there were male-staffed
establishments, besides the female-staffed establishments, of that sort.
He wanted a man's ass; a particular man's ass!  The only problem was
that the man never showed any interest in guys, particularly boys like
Johnny. 

This man, Walter, was the manager of the store, The Hobby Shop, on Main
Street.  Walter shared the same birthday as did Johnny but he was going
to be forty two this year.  Johnny had found out a lot about Walt in the
previous three years, but especially the last, by hanging out at The
Hobby Shop.  He was genuinely interested in models and was a real
customer.  Walt was really friendly and helpful to his customers.  He
had workshops where he taught his customers how to do model work and
even some field meets where model planes could be flown.  Johnny and
Walt had gotten to know each other quite well working and playing
together.  There was one thing that Johnny found irresistible about
Walt; that was how nicely his jeans showed off his lovely sculptured
man-butt.  Johnny always worried about tenting his jeans when he was
around Walt.  Anytime he was going to The Hobby Shop he would wear a
tight jock strap as insurance.

It was Friday night and the eve of their joint birthday that Walt was
doing one of his in- store work shops and he asked Johnny to be his
first assistant.  Johnny had assisted before but not as the "first".
>From past experience he knew that the "first" often had to stay later
than the others if the clerk who was there had to leave promptly.  Of
course, Walt, would drive the assistant home if necessary.

This was that sort of night.  The clerk had to leave early and there was
lots of clean up so the two of them were stuck in the cellar alone for a
long time.  They talked of various things including Johnny's birthday.
Walt had a present for Johnny -- all nicely wrapped up.  Johnny could
tell that it was the model he had wanted for sometime (the expensive one
he had been saving up for) without even unwrapping the box.  Then came
the second surprise: Walt noted that since it was past midnight that it
was time for Johnny to get a birthday spanking.  Johnny did not like the
idea but Walt was insistent and said "No spanking / no present."  Johnny
was afraid to risk that Walt was just joking and finally agreed.

Walt sat on the cot that was there for employees to rest on and called
Johnny over to him.  "You're not dressed for the occasion, Johnny.  You
should be in your birthday suit." he said with a big grin.

Johnny was a bit surprised and hesitated.  Part of him said that it
might be fun while another part said strange.  After a couple of minutes
the former won out as he recalled that he had lots of fun in his
birthday suit.  "Sure", he declared in his most macho voice and flung
off his jacket.  As he removed his shirt he saw that Walt was watching
him closely.  After he dropped his jeans and added them to the shed
clothes pile he was certain that Walt was leering at him.  His horny,
adolescent mind began to think that Walt had the hots for him as he did
for Walt.  And with that thought he pulled off his tight jock and his
shaft pointed skyward instantly.

Johnny was right for Walt was enjoying the sexy youth's body with its
man sized rod on proud display.  Johnny was now into the game and laid
down across Walt's lap carefully placing his shaft between Walt's
thighs.  All the time he was wishing that he was approaching from the
other side.  Walt applied seven moderately hard 'spanks' alternately to
each of the firm boy cheeks and then a hard one to 'grow on' on both
rosy cheeks.  That was not quite required as Johnny had fully 'grown'
before he had gotten across the lap.  When Johnny got up Walt could not
but notice how he had grown and admired the formidable tool.  And that
is what gave Johnny his chance: Grinning broadly he said: "Walt, it is
your birthday to so now it is time for *your* birthday spanking."  As
you can imagine Walt demurred until Johnny pointed out that it was only
fair since he had gotten a birthday spanking.  Johnny took the seat and
Walt started to lie across his lap.  "Wait!" said the youth, "You should
be in *your* birthday suit."   Walt was trapped and realized that he did
not want a minor mad at him.  A minor that was naked, at that, in his
store basement.  

A few minutes later the naked Walt was lying across Johnny's lap about
to get his birthday spanking.  This would be the first in a very long
time.  Johnny finally was seeing and even touching the butt that he
craved.  As the spanking progressed, as with the first one, there was
growth.  Again, Johnny's tool achieved its full potential and was poking
into Walt's mid-section during the spanking.

Johnny did not just spank the magnificent rump but also caressed it.  He
had had lots of experience with doing that.  Between each of the
forty-three spanks that he applied to Walt's beautiful behind he
caressed it in the most erotic manner that he could.  By the time he had
finished Walt was very aroused.  Johnny managed to reach his jacket on
the bed behind him and get what he thought of as his Boy Scout Kit.

Johnny put some of the lube on his fingers and started to play with the
treasure hidden between the now warm rosy butt cheeks.  Walt responded
by allowing Johnny easy access.  The boy-stud was excited and felt that
he was going to achieve his objective.  "If you stretch out on the bed,
Walt, I can do a better job." he said trying to sound casual.  Walt was
feeling very good and did not consider any of the ramifications of this
as he got up and laid down on the bed.  All the while, Johnny kept his
fingers busy at the man's bung hole.  Once prone, Walter could not see
what Johnny was up to.  And "up" he was.  He grabbed a condom from his
'Be Prepared' kit and ripped it open with his teeth and rolled it on his
rock-hard shaft.  By now he had gotten several fingers into Walt's
butt-hole.  It took but a couple of seconds for him to withdraw his hand
and replace it with his shaft.  The relaxed and dilated hole easily
accepted the boy's man- sized fuck tool.

The rest, as they say, is history.  Johnny's wish had come true.  He was
happy.

The End

© Copyright July 13, 1998 by A.I.L.

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