STORY: The Jockstrap Gang (Pt.6)
Dirty...@webtv.net
(This story, characters and events are fictional. Do not read unless you
are at least 18 years of age.)
"The Gang Recruits 2 Junior Members"
By DIRTY POUCH
I couldn't wait until the next day. I had to know what
Charlie had done for our Jockstrap Gang. After work, I met Charlie for a
couple of drinks at "The Jock Stop", a gay bar on Erie Street on
Chicago's north side.
Charlie was all smiles as I joined him in a booth. He
already had finished one Manhattan and had started on another. I ordered
my usual bourbon and water.
"I'm so fuckin' horny I'm rippin' a hole in my jockstrap,"
Charlie said as he put one arrm around my shoulder and another in my
lap.
I smiled and then pressed my lips to his. My dick sprang up
inside my jockstrap when Charlie's tongue wiggled down my throat. I
could feel his fingers tugging at the zipper on my fly.
"Not here," I whispered into his ear. "Later at my place. We
don't want Turk throwing us out of here. We already been thrown out of
five bars in this town."
Charlie giggled. "I can't help it, Trent, I'm just so
fuckin' hot for tomorrow to get here."
"And that's because ..." I said trying to pump more than jizz
out of him.
"Because our two new recruits will be joining our Jockstrap
Gang. Two very young recruits I might add."
"Was that the assignment boss Peterson gave you?"
"Yeah, he told me to rob the cradle if I had to, but bring
in two nice, young, tender pieces of meat."
"And tell me, Charlie, just how young pieces of meat did
you recruit for Peterson?" I took a sip of my bourbon.
"Well, one is 10 and the other is 12."
My bourbon flew out of my mouth and across the table to
the seat's back on the other side of the booth.
"Are you fuckin' out of yer mind! Ya wanna get us all
throw in the clink? Those two are jail bait." My hand shook as I tried
to sip my bourbon again. I thought maybe that Charlie ad recruited a
couple of teens, like 18 or 19 year-olds. I never dreamed he had picked
them out of some elementary school.
"Don't sweat it," Charlie said calmly as his fingers pinched
my crotch. "These boys are cool. Not to worry."
"Not to worry? Not to worry?" I shook my head. "What'd ya do
lure 'em into yer car ... use the old candy bar trick?"
"Dammit, Trent, give me more creit for brains than that. I
picked 'em up at the West Side Ice Arena."
"You mean they're hockey brats? Ain't Malik enough for
ya?"
"That's just it, Trent, don't ya see? The kids love hockey
.. they love the Blackhawks ... and boy do they love Malik Steronov.
When I told them he was a member of our little gang, well, they begged
me to let them join. How could I refuse?"
"Do the little squirts know what a jockstrap is?" I
snorted while finishing off my drink.
"Do bears shit in the woods? Of course they know what
jockstraps are. They gotta wear 'em too ya know. Can't let them little
jewels hanging down there between their legs get damaged." Charlie
ordered us another round of drinks. I sighed. I could enjoy this drink
and go home with visions of little cocks and balls dancing in my head.
We all gathered in my office at 8 a.m., all naked except
for our jockstraps. Malik was a bit bleery-eyed after having played the
night before and scoring a hat trick in a 6-3 Blackhawks victory over
the Detroit Red Wings.
One glance at Malik's magnificent body and I had a boner.
His ass was so firm and tight. Not at all loose like Wendy's much-fucked
asshole. I was willing to bet that Malik had a virgin asshole.
We decided to begin each meeting by rubbing our jockstrap
pouches against one another. By the time I had rubbed my pouch against
Malik, Stanton, Wendy and Peterson I had a cock throbbing for release.
Malik roared with laughter when he saw the bulge in my pouch.
"You American think you horny but Russian can beat it off 10 times day
and still fuck as many assholes he can find."
We didn't argue with him, though I had my doubts of his claim.
Just then Charlie appeared at my office doorway with each hand clutching
the little hand of a boy wearing just a jockstrap.
"Hey, everybody," Charlie yelled, "I want ya to meet Tony and
Terry. They are great fans of the Blackhawks and Mister Steronov."
Malik strutted over and lifted Tony into the air with his
muscular arms. Tony, the one who was 10, appeared to have a bigger
basket than Terry, the 12-year-old. Malik kissed Tony's jockstrap pouch,
smelled and then licked up and down on it with a tongue that seemed
equal in size to his prick.
Tony giggled and clutched Malik's head as the Russian nosed his
way into the boy's pouch. "Da! Good dick," Malik said as his lips tugged
the lad's cock out into the open. "Good, sweet dick."
The boy's cock looked to be maybe 4 inches long as it
disappeared into Malik's mouth. Boss Peterson steamed with jealousy. I
was sure Peterson already regretted ordering me to get Malik to join our
jockstrap gang.
Peterson then made a move to Terry but was cut off by Wendy.
She took Terry away from Charlie and led him over to my office couch.
"Have you ever fucked an asshole?" she asked the boy as they sat down.
He shook his head, then stared at Wendy's jiggling tits.
"Feel them, suck them if you want, honey," Wendy said as her
hand slid under Terry's pouch and played with his cock and balls.
"You got a pussy?" Terry asked Wendy, who didn't answer. She
had the boy's cock out and a few rubs had turned it into a boner. With
no answer, Terry leaned his head over Wendy's chest and began to suck
her nipples into erections as he fondled her tits with his hands.
As I watched Malik giving Tony a blow job, I released my
cock from my jockstrap's pouch and started stroking. "Jack off! Jack
off! Jack off!" Tony yelled as he watched my fist beat on my meat.
"Look, Terry, that man over by the desk is jacking off. I ain't ever
seen a grown man jack off before."
Shit, that made e hornier than ever. "You boys jack off?" I
asked as I saw Tony reach p and play with his nipples as Malik sucked
harder and harder on the lad's prick.
"I jack off all the time," Tony said. "All the guys on our
hockey team jack off ... right, Terry?"
Terry lifted his face off Wendy's titties and nodded
agreement in my direction. I could see Wendy's tits covered with Terry's
slobberings.
"Suck my dick, honey," Wendy told Terry.
"You got a cock?" Terry asked very surprised.
"Of course, honey. I'm one of the boys, too." With that,
Wendy pulled her jockstrap down to her ankles, spread her legs and let
Terry see her prick and balls. His eyes bulged out of his head.
"Look, Tony, this chick has a dick!"
We all laughed then watched as Wendy guided the red-headed
boy's face down to her crotch. "Suck me, boy! Give me a blow job! I
wanna cum in yer fuckin' young mouth. Now be my cock-sucker!"
Terry looked at Tony who gave him a nod and a wink. "Hey, do
it, man, we're gonna get Malik Steronov's pictuure and autograph before
we leave here. We'll be the heroes of our hockey team. All the other
guys will turn green with envy."
I moved closer to Wendy to get a good look as Terry's mouth
engulfed her dick. He sucked in a way I could tell it wasn't the first
prick he had sucked. I could only assume he and Tony were more than just
teammates in a boys' hockey league.
Terry's tongue licked at Wendy's sack of nuts, his lips
then sucked her shaft into a hard-on and he used a hand to pump her jizz
up out of her balls.
"Oh, yeah, baby, jack my cream up into yer mouth while you
suck my dick!" Wendy moaned. It didn't take long and I saw Wendy's fuck
slime running out of the corners of Terry's mouth. He was swallowing as
fast as he could so as not to loose too much. Hell, the kid was a cock
hound. He was eatiing Wendy raw.
When Terry stood up I fell to my knees and grabbed his
jockstrap. I pulled it off his butt and stuffed it into my mouth. I
sucked the damn pouch until it dripped with my saliva.
"Eat my ass, mother-fucker!" Terry shouted at me. I turned
him around and he bent over for me. He reached back, pulled his ass
cheeks apart and showed me his asshole. I kissed and licked his butt,
then tongued his sweet, young ass crack. "Up my ass, mother-fucker.
Shove yer fuckin' tongue up my asshole, mother-fucker!"
As my tongue wiggled into the boy's shitter, he let his ass
cheeks clamp over my face and I could feel his body jerking as he began
jacking off. What a tight, sweet asshole the kid had. I could have eaten
it all day. I was beating my meat faster.
"Jack it off, Terry, jack it off!" Tony yelled. I took one
last deep tongue stab into Terry's asshole, then pulled the brat around
and sucked his boner into my mouth. "Suck me off, mother-fucker!" Terry
moaned. "Suck my dick, mother-fucker."
I gobbled the kid's balls into my mouth as well and
massaged them with my tongue. He shot his load down my throat. The
sweetest cock nectar I had ever tasted. Just as I began o shoot off onto
the carpet, Terry fell to the floor and licked my semen up. Then he
licked my cock clean. The kid had to be a cum addict!
About then I noticed that Malik had Tony's fuck cream all
over his fucking face. "Da! Da! More! More!"
That fucking 10-year-old not only had shot his wad down
Malik's throat but was now jacking off one wad after another onto his
face!
"Is that enough yet, sir, so me and Terry can get yer
picture and autograph?" Tony asked as he pumped ribbons of white slime
over Malik's nose, lips and chin.
Malik grinned, nodded and said, "Da! Da! More! More!" Tony
giggled and kept on jacking off onto the Russian's scar-filled face.
Only then did I notice boss Peterson handing a note to his
go-for Stanton. It had to be Stanton's assignment. I wondered who could
Stanton bring to the Jockstrap Gang to top these two kids.
(To be contiued in Part 7)
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Jim
Even if it is only a story at least warn others if you are going to have shit with minors!
In article <27899-3A...@storefull-261.iap.bryant.webtv.net>,
Dirty...@webtv.net
Jim
The warning came early in the story at the bar when Charlie gave the
ages. You needed not to have read any further if you were offended. So
why did you???????? Or did just the mention of the ages at the bar
offend you? Geez! Some people!
Mr. Happy
great story dude. don't listen to some crackpot. if he don't like yur
stories why he reading them anyhow. keep writing.
Jim
Unfortunately people come and go at different times. That's
the way it works with the internet. This was the first
part I saw.
And besides this is alt.support. jock-strap not alt.supportfuckingwithminors.
I am sure there is a ng for that.
Geez is right.
In article <2026-3A4...@storefull-265.iap.bryant.webtv.net>,
Pix Station
Keep the storys coming. You a breth of fresh air.