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If you want my work, contact me to commission something for your private site. -------------------------------------------------------- Blowing Tommy Away by BadBadThing (badbadthing@ziplip.com) *** A young teen thinks about his girl while getting a blowjob, making his relationship even more special when he cums. (mf-yteens, oral) *** Disclaimers; Every letter of this and what follows is make believe, made up, phony. I suppose if you want it to be real for you, go ahead, I try not to define other people's realities. This has been written as a fantasy only. Do not engage in risky, unsafe, dangerous, or illegal activities of any sort and if you do, you agree that by continuing reading it is without influence of these words. I condone no action that anyone else takes. Opinion; I hate having to write disclaimers. Life used to be so much simpler. Note to readers; Thanks for reading this, please enjoy. I'm just in a mood to write and trying to get back in practice. Feel free to send comments, request, ideas, inspirational material, or whatever you are moved to send to BadBadThing@ZipLip.com *** Blowing Tommy Away Tommy DiTillo lay back on the sheets of his bed, pulled his extra pillow halfway over his face to cover his eyes, crossed his arms over it, enjoying the familiar smell of his bed, and gave a big sigh and relaxed. It was Thursday afternoon right after school. He was sorta glad that school had started again, even though it was still the hot part of fall. He had kicked of his Sketchers and dropped his Gap baggies, boxers, and white strap tee on the floor before he threw himself on his bed. He had made it through the first couple weeks of his freshman year and even had a few of the junior and senior guys decide that he was cool, despite that he was just 14. Being good at soccer helped, he figured. As he lay waiting, he felt the air conditioner kick on and the cool breeze from the register lightly brush across his smooth, deeply tanned body. The coolness caused his already stiff five inches of boy cock to harden a little more. He spread his legs open to let the air tease over his thighs and balls. As he breathed a little deeper, he relaxed and could smell his own aroma; the light, sweet smell of his own sweat, the musk from his crotch, even the faint apple smell from the shampoo he used on his short cut, sun-bleached blond hair. The toilet in the bathroom attached to his room flushed and he heard the door open then close. He gently smiled; it was show time. He remembered when he had first seen Janet Greely last summer. She looked amazing. Her blonde hair, long legs, firm lips, full breasts, all packed into a sweet little blue bikini at the pool. She had become all he could think about. Best of all, they hit it off. He like her, she liked him. They spent a lot of time talking while at the pool, sitting on the deck. She even had him rub suntan lotion on her, a task he took great delight in, making sure to memorize every touch, every feel, exactly the way her skin felt, especially the curve of her legs where her ass began and the swell along her ribs where her breasts started. Now, he felt the hair touching the inside of his thighs and the warmth of the face getting closer to his exposed crotch. Without thought, his toes curled and his knees flexed slightly as his ass cheeks tightened and he spread his legs wider. They had spent hours by the end of summer making out in the park by the pool. He loved her taste. He also loved the gentle little love bites that she gave him. He squirmed and gave a moan as he felt a small love bite now being applied to the inside of his right thigh. Their teen age roaming hands had gone everywhere and he had touched her and made her quiver. He loved fingering her stiff little clit, feeling the flood of her juices and the shudder as he made her cum over and over. Even more he loved the feel of her hand stroking and squeezing his shaft. She told him she couldn’t wait to taste him and he couldn’t wait either. The feel of the tongue running up the underside of his shaft made him gasp and precum started to well at the slit in the end of his penis. Slowly working up his cock again, he felt the warm wetness engulf the head, the tongue lapping around and around, licking off the juices before it went down again. Hands pulled his thighs wider and the hair teased him as it brushed again and again along his smooth, bare, sensitive thighs as the head bobbed up and down on his cock. His smooth nuts started to pull tight and he whimpered feeling the wet warmth leave his cock but gasped again feeling those firm lips nip at his balls, then that wonderful tongue run all over his smooth nut sack. The sudden departure ended again as his cock was engulfed to the root, he could feel the head of his rod forcing past the gag reflex to the throat. Up and down and up and down. He whimpered when he felt the hand play across his stomach and chest, tweaking his left nipple, then slide back down to hold on to his hip. Tommy thrashed his head back and forth, the pillow slipping off, his head grinding into his bed, his moans growing louder and louder. He felt a slick finger worming it’s way into his tight puckered asshole as his toes curled again, his nuts pulled tight and his cock slipped to the very edge of those full lips so that the taste of his cum could be gathered by the greedy tongue. Spasm after spasm shook Tommy as now two fingers reamed his boy ass, his hands grabbed the blond head still bobbing on his boy cock, until he finally couldn’t take the stimulation any more. He lay totally spent and exhausted on his bed, feeling the warm body that he loved pull up along his body, those same lips he had felt seconds ago below now on his lips, the tongue teasing its way into his mouth, the taste of his salty cum as they both shared it. After a minute or so of making out, Tommy opened his eyes, pulling his lips away and looked at his little brother, Terry, then kissed him again. “That was amazing, the best you’ve done yet,” Tommy told the blonde headed twelve year old. “Yeah,” Terry asked, “so how long till you get Janet to blow you so you have something to compare it to?” “I don’t know, she’s grounded for a month because her mom found out about us in the park from her neighbor. But as long as I have you, I don’t think I’ll miss out too much,” Tommy growled loveingly, hugging his brother. “Cool,” Terry squeaked as he rolled over onto his back, his eyes twinkling, “How about you do me now?” End Author’s note; Short and sweet guys. Yes, ‘inc’ should have been in the codes, but that would have pretty much given *everything* away, so I figures Bb would cover most of it. Sorry to anyone who was shocked. :) This piece was just a warm up for me to get some juices pumping, both your hormonal ones and my creative ones. I am hoping to do some other things soon that have more length to them. In the meantime, enjoy this one. Please support the archive you found this story in. If you like my work, you can find other stories I have written below. At Nifty.org In the gay/authoritarian section; Fucktoy In the gay/adult-youth section; Unknown Pleasures of Spring Nights In the bisexual/incest section; The Next Morning And you can Google for the straight story “Hunter or Hunted”. Be excellent. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* The author does not condone child abuse, this story is meant as an erotic fantasy not real life. Anyone acting out such scenarios in "real life" can look forward to many unproductive years getting it up the butt by a fellow convict in their local prison system. *-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-*-* Kristen's collection - Directory 30