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Subject: Deans Bicha chpt 31 Deans Bicha 31 Pulling into the driveway we noticed Donny’s car parked behind my dad’s side of the garage. Mom drove into her side and as we got out of the car my dad and Donny, who were on the back porch, came out to greet us. “Well, Donny. What a nice surprise. When did you get home? How was your trip?” Mom greeted him giving him a big hug and kiss. “Really nice. We had a super time visiting with my aunt and uncle and cousins. Mom and dad are still there. They’ll be home tomorrow.” “Let me get the grill started,” dad said. “I hope you are staying for supper,” mom asked Donny. “Of course he is,” dad answered for Donny. “Sure. That would be wonderful. Besides, it’ll give me a chance to give you the little present I got for you.” Donny opened up his trunk and pulled out a small wrapped box. “Now why on earth did you get us something?” Mom admonished him. “I saw this in a little shop on the boardwalk and thought you’d like it. It’s nothing much.” He handed mom the gift and you could see she was really touched by his thoughtfulness. Opening it carefully she found a small bell made out of seashells. She collected bells and loved it. “Oh. How beautiful. Thank-you so much. Marla couldn’t ask for a better boyfriend.” Donny looked embarrassed as mom gave him an even bigger hug this time. Mom headed inside to change clothes and said she’d set the table and make a salad. Donny offered to set the table and followed her. Now I liked Donny a lot and was glad to see him but I wanted to know if Dean or Dale had called while I was at church. Turning to my dad I asked if Dale had called. Given that he was closer in age to me it was more logical and a better cover for us to be “friends”, even though I was a bicha to both of them. My heart sunk as my father told me Dale called asking if I could come over tonight since their grounding had ended, but how I was now being punished and would be staying home this evening. I’d see them tomorrow. Case closed. I knew Dean was going to be super pissed at me for getting into trouble and not be able to spend tonight at their house. His father had already indicated I was expected to be there when Dean’s dick was un-sewed shut. Which meant another night in hell for Dean. I couldn’t imagine having my foreskin sewn closed preventing not only erections but also washing. The amount of stinky head cheese under his hood was going to be disgusting after 5 days, now six; and I was going to have to clean it with my tongue. The very notion made me sick to my stomach. I figured I’d best enjoy my last night of freedom from them and tried to put it out of my mind during dinner. Dad grilled steak and we had some potato salad and a tossed green salad. Everything was delicious. Donny offered to wash and as usual I dried the dishes while my parents relaxed in the living room watching television. “So Jamie how was your week? Suck any dick while I was away?” He whispered causing me nearly to drop a glass. My reddening face answered his question and he chuckled softly. In a normal voice for my parents benefit he suggested we go get Dairy Queen for dessert, his treat. Even though I was to “stay in” tonight, my dad let me go with Donny. Neither of my parents wanted anything so we jumped in his car to get some ice cream for dessert. I knew part of mine was going to be a mouthful of his spunk. He had barely driven around the bend past our house when he said, “You never got a chance to give me a graduation present.” Then rubbing his hand over the bulging mound in his shorts Donny ordered me to get his cock out and start sucking. “My balls are so full from not getting any action since graduation I doubt you’ll need any more cream after you swallow my load,” Donny laughed while I unzipped his fly. He was almost fully hard making it a bit challenging but I succeeded in my goal. It looked gorgeous standing tall and throbbing waiting to be sucked. A big drop of pre-cum was glistening on the tip and I quickly licked it off. Pure honey I thought. We both moaned our pleasure. Pulling onto the last dirt access road on Mr. Mann’s farm Donny parked the car and undid his cut-offs. Pulling them and his FOTL briefs down to his knees his musky scent hit my nostrils and made my mouth water even more if that was possible. His sweaty balls were hanging low in their sack just laying between his legs. He wasn’t kidding, they even looked full and bigger than ever. I gave them each a few kisses to churn up even more of his love juices. Donny rested his head back and moaned in pleasure as I nursed his nuts. Eventually he couldn’t wait any longer any told me to get to work on his meat. Moving up to his blood filled cock I began bobbing my head up and down his shaft as I fondled his nuts in my hand working up a huge load of creamy goodness. Donny put his hand on the back of my head encouraging me to take more and more of his steel rod into my throat. He needn’t have bothered as I leaned over farther and buried his member down into my gullet until his bushy pubic hair was smashed against my nose. Using my throat muscles I messaged his big boner giving him the best blow job I knew how. Donny was right, I probably didn’t need dessert cause when he began firing off, all too soon, there was so much I gagged and some escaped my lips running down his dick. I don’t know how many shots he pumped out as they splashed against the roof and sides of my hot sucking mouth. My eyes were watering from the assault but I didn’t want to let any of his precious seed go to waste. I instantly began kissing and licking him clean. When he began to get too sensitive Donny pushed me away and pulled his shorts back up. I sat back in the passenger seat waiting to see what he had to say. He smiled and said, “Great job kid. With all of your practice I think you are even better than your sister. I wonder if your boy pussy is just as good too.” Was Donny planning on fucking me too? Now Marla and Donny hadn’t “gone all the way” until graduation. That was his “gift”. Sure, she’d be back tomorrow but in her absence he pondered what fucking her little brother would be like. Driving toward the Dairy Queen Donny told me he was planning on giving me a ride tonight. He laughed when I asked, “How? Where?” “I’m thinking the two of us should camp out tonight. When we get back I’m going to let it drop I’m heading home to an empty house. I’d be surprised if your mom doesn’t tell me to stay the night.” I was to ask him if he wanted to play Connect Four and it was still in the tent. Then I’d simply suggest we could camp out. From there it would be a done deal. Before we headed home Donny treated me to some Dairy Queen ice cream. He had a Blizzard and I had a small banana split. Of course Donny was going to embarrass me as much as he could. Before getting out of the car he tells me to lower my zipper and spread my fly wide open and keep it that way. My t-shirt is too long and covers everything up. Going into the truck he pulls out a smelly crumpled old t-shirt he wears to work out. It stinks and the sleeves are cut off. Being as skinny as I am, I never expose myself in a shirt like this. And because this is 1974 the shirt is a crop top. I slip it on feeling very exposed. The t-shirt is a mens large so even with it being cut short for Donny, it almost comes down to the waistband of my shorts, so Giresun Escort it’s not a true crop top on me. The sleeves however are much too open and you can see half way down my side under my arms. With my zipper down the little boy briefs I was wearing almost looked like a beacon of white light against the dark denim cut-offs. Donny made me adjust my boner straight up so the tip was poking above the briefs waistband but just under the edge of my shorts. Anybody close to me looking down would be able to see my pee hole winking at them. Walking to get in line I felt more exposed than earlier when dad had me standing in the laundromat window with my pants down because it looked as if I chose this outfit. Saturday night at Dairy Queen during the summer was busy and tonight was no exception. Donny saw a group of friends from school in the parking lot and headed over to greet them, me in tow. There were three guys and two girls already eating their treats. Hanging back I let Donny do the talking until one girl spotted me behind him. “Who is this cutie behind you?” she asked drawing more attention to me than I wanted. Turning around, Donny put his hand on my shoulder and pulled me next to him. “This is Marla’s little brother, Jamie” he announced. I gave a bashful wave and said “Hi” praying nobody noticed my dickhead. Everyone greeted me kindly then the first guy said, “He may be her little brother but he’s sure popping out of those shorts,” causing the group to laugh at my expense. My dick expanded in proportion to my growing humiliation. I actually felt it pop over my waistband. I slumped over attempting to hide my raging boner. The second guy turned to him and said, “Ah, random teenage boners. I remember them well before Heather started taking care of them.” He put his arm around the girl standing next to him who was obviously Heather and she gave him a playful slap on his stomach. “Alton, hush,” she admonished him. Ignoring his girlfriend, Alton turned back to the first guy and tauntingly said, “Hey Eddie, you’re still a virgin, are you still popping random wood and having wet dreams?” The gang all roared with laughter, myself chuckling slightly, as Eddie flipped him off and shouted, “Fuck you Alton.” More laughter ensued. The last two people there, Stephan and Lisa were actually the closest standing to next to me and until then hadn’t added to my and now Eddie’s humiliation. Lisa turned to me and said, “Honey, you should at least tuck that thing to the side and maybe zip your zipper up.” Before I had time to react, she slid closer and undid the button of my shorts allowing them to fall open. With precision which only comes with practice, she expertly put her fingers inside the waistband of my briefs and pulled them forward giving my hard cock some much needed breathing room. With her other hand she reached in and wrapped her soft hand around my shaft giving it a few tugs before moving it off to the right side. Replacing the little boy briefs Lisa then rubbed the front pouch and said, “There, there all better. Nice and snug tucked away. Do you wear it on this side?” As fate would have it I didn’t and shook my head “no” as I was literally speechless. I stood in shock that not only had she openly flashed my junk to everyone, but felt me up too right in the middle of the parking lot. On the pretense of shifting my dick to the left side where I normally had it, Lisa made an even bigger show of adjusting my dick. Pulling the briefs not only out but down below my balls and with both hands she grasped my penis and started pulling on it several times. “Mmm, you sure aren’t anybody’s ‘little’ brother she said as seven pairs of eyes (including my own) watched her jerk me off. The hormones raging inside a 13 year old boy are enough to get him excited regardless of which sex he happens to favor and at that moment I was almost ready to pop off until Stephan said, “Lisa, stop playing with that thing and put it away.” “Spoil sport,” she replied as she released my blood filled cock and pulled my underwear back up, this time making sure I was hanging on the left. I quickly fastened my cut-offs when she stepped back next to Stephan. “Have fun?” Stephan asked her. “Yeah I did. The kid should have something to think about tonight when he’s pulling it.” Everyone laughed again and Donny said we had to get going. I waved goodbye too shy to look Lisa in the face who told me I “really need some bigger underwear,” followed by still more laughter. I did catch Eddie giving me the evil eye. I hope I wouldn’t run into him again. (I would all too soon.) How do I get myself into these situations? I don’t. Donny put me in this one even if I got more pleasure out of it than I originally thought I would. We sat in the car eating our ice cream where Donny grilled me on exactly everything I had done this week. I knew I’d have to tell Dean and Dale tomorrow so actually this was a good run-through. So over the next 30 minutes Donny got my sexual exploits for the week: being horny and cock-free the first few days; Marla and her friend making me stand outside naked; getting caught by Darin; going over to Randolph’s house (Donny was speechless that I had sucked 6 BBC -big black cocks); riding my bike home exposed; getting caught by the garbage men; Robby coming over and us sucking Ray and Darin; my streaking at K-Mart; Robby and I fucking each other; and the Laundromat issue this morning. I think that was everything, who could remember. “Wow. Who knew my girlfriend’s little brother had turned into such a cock-sucking little slut.” I wasn’t too thrilled with his adjective even if it was accurate. “Did you enjoy it?” I admitted I did though I was scared, embarrassed and/or humiliated through most of it. I mentioned that I wasn’t going to tell the Soarer brothers about Randolph nor about Robby sucking me or me doing him in the butt. By the time I was finished, not surprisingly, we both had huge boners again. “Come on kid, we’re going to have a little fun before we head home.” Donny used the pay phone and let my mom know we were heading to the auto parts store before heading home. That was really a cover for our true adventure. Instead we drove to the parkade shopping center (right next to the auto parts store actually) and Donny pulled into the grocery store parking lot. He stopped along side a bunch of shopping carts on my side of the car. “Perfect,” he said. I had no idea what he was talking about. Reaching into the glove compartment he took out a Playboy magazine and handed it to me. “Ok. This is what is going to happen. I’m gonna get out and wait in front of the store. You’re going to pull your shorts and underwear down to your knees and while looking at the Playboy start choking your chicken. You are going to be so engrossed in pulling your pud that you won’t hear or see that kid over there collecting the shopping carts when he comes to get these over here. Only if he says anything to you directly can you look up. You can stop having a wank but keep your hand on your dick and don’t cover up. Don’t cum either. I’ll come back when I think it looks about right and I’ll make you apologize to him. Got it?” Looking over to the kid collecting carts he was 16 or 17 years old and neither of us recognized him. Donny had picked a perfect spot. There were not only carts on my side but a few in front Giresun Escort Bayan of the car. The kid was definitely going to see me playing with myself. “You really expect me to jerk off in front of him? Here?” “Yup. Roll down your window in case he says anything to you.” Donny rolled his all the way down and I followed suit. I undid the button on my shorts and lowered the zipper. Pushing them and the little boy briefs I still had on below my knees my hard-on popped out. Donny laughed that I was already excited about being caught. “Have fun dude.” With that Donny got out and headed toward the store. I postioned the magazine on the seat beside me (ah the 70s cars with their big bench seats) holding it with my left hand as I wrapped my right hand around my erection. Glancing up I noticed the kid getting closer and closer. My heart was pounding in my chest. A few minutes later he was grabbing the carts in the parking space right next to me. Oh my god! Out of the corner of my eye I could tell when he spotted me as he straightened right up. “Holy Fuck,” he squeaked out not very loudly. Since he wasn’t speaking to me I kept pumping as instructed. I could see movement in front of the car now as he gathered up those carts. Instead of coming back to my side of the car where he had left all the carts collected so far, he brought three carts along the drivers side and stopped right next to Donny’s door. There was no way I could pretend not to see him but I kept tugging on my dick turning the pages as if pictures of nude women excited me. Bending over and putting his arms on the side of the door he popped his head inside and said, “Looks like you’re having a good time?” I “jumped” as if caught off guard still holding my throbbing cock but not attempting to put it away. “Um. I… Ah….” I stuttered. This was no act. I literally had no idea what to say. Just then Donny appeared right behind the kid. “What’s going on?” The kid stood up and turned around and said, “I caught this kid playing with himself while I was collecting carts. I think he’s some kinda pervert.” Donny looked in the car at me still with my hand on my dick and said to the kid, “Sorry about that. He’s my kid brother and just started jerking off and does it practically every chance he gets. Bet he thought he’d have enough time to rub one out while I was in the store.” “Yeah,” the kid mumbled. “Listen. The little shit needs to be taught a lesson. Make him give you a hand-job. Maybe that will teach him not to play with himself in public.” “WHAT?!” We both exclaimed at the same time. “I don’t know about that,” the kid stammered. “Sure. What better way for him to learn you can’t just give it a tug anywhere you want than by having to do someone else?” The kid was thinking it over for sure but was probably afraid. Donny pushed him over the edge, “If you don’t have him do you, I’ll have him do me. Either way he’s got to know there are consequences for his actions.” The kid looked around the parking lot. By now it was just past 8:30 and it was getting dark outside. The store was closing at 9:00 and there were not a lot of customers around. Donny quickly looked at me and we both knew the kid wanted to but was scared. “Well? Is he going to be taught a lesson by you or me?” Donny asked. The kid opened the driver’s door and slid in next to me fast as lightning. Donny closed the door and stood outside watching for any potential shoppers heading our way. The kid, whose name tag read Jason, practically ripped open his jeans and hooked his white generic brand briefs under his hefty balls. Remember there was no manscaping back then and his fluffy pubes topped a nice six inch fat dick with a pointed head. I reached over and wrapped my hand around it causing him to moan and close his eyes. I slowly began working his dick, ignoring my own boner. Donny was smiling ear to ear as he “forced” me to give Jason a wank in the middle of the parking lot. Leaning into the car Donny asked, “How’s that feel?” “Fantastic. I don’t think there’s anything better,” Jason replied. “Sure there is. I think he can do better than a simple hand-job. You know what to do,” Donny instructed me as he pushed his tongue out the side of his cheek in the understood signal for a blowjob. Could I really suck Jason off in the grocery store parking lot? You bet I could. I swooped down so fast Jason practically jumped out of his skin when my mouth enveloped his hard cock. His eyes shot open and he exclaimed, “Oh Holy Fuck. Nobody’s ever done that to me. This is fucking AWESOME.” “Pound his throat. Teach the little bitch he can’t go around abusing himself in public like that.” Donny was getting into it now, so was I. Jason instinctively put one hand on the top of my head as he began thrusting upwards driving his dick as far into my mouth as he could get it. Spit was drooling out of the corners and running into his balls. I started messaging them attempting to work up a nice big cum shot for yet another dessert. “That’s the way. Shoot down his cock-sucking throat. Make him swallow every last one of your baby makers.” No sooner said than done as Jason began firing off shot after shot after shot of teenage boy batter coating my tonsils. It was soooo sweet. Jason had just finished blasting his sizable load in my mouth when apparently the “straight” guilt hit him at what he had done, or what he had me do to him. Barely tucking his deflating cock into his underwear and fastening his jeans he opened the door and got out. “I gotta get back to work,” he said without making eye contact with either of us. Pushing the shopping carts around the car he quickly started back to the store when Donny called out, “Hey Jason (apparently having seen his name tag too).” Jason stopped and looked over his shoulder. “When do you work next? Maybe the kid can ‘apologize’ again?” “Um…” He was thinking it over. “Tuesday and Wednesday 1-6 in the afternoon,” Jason said then quickly pushed the carts back towards the store. “Wednesday works.” Donny got in and asked, “Well? How was it? Did his dick taste as good as mine? Or are you such a cock-sucker that you’ll suck any dick put in front of you?” Now truth be told I wouldn’t suck just any dick. Not willingly anyway. I wouldn’t want to suck some fat old guy off, though Dean would eventually force me into doing that too, occasionally. If I closed my eyes after I started, a cock was a cock was a cock and I would get used to it. But for now I just looked down embarrassed that my own dick was still as rigid as ever. Donny laughed and told me to put it away. I’d get to “fire off later,” he said. By the time we got back to the house it was almost 9:00 and dad had fallen asleep on the couch. Mom was reading and had the TV on. As predicted Donny would be camping out with me. As we went to brush our teeth, he told me to go poop and wash my butt crack cause it was going to see some action tonight. My hard-on which had gone away when we returned was rearing up again. With our nightly duties taken care of, Donny and I said goodnight to mom. We both gave her a hug and kiss and headed out to the tent. Stripping down to our briefs Donny laughed at me because I was still wearing the much too small little boys briefs discovered at the laundromat. My boner had popped out over the waistband and wasn’t being Escort Giresun contained very easily. I wanted to take then off do to the tightness of them but Donny made me keep them on. We actually played Connect Four for about an hour until we saw all the lights in the house go out. “Finally,” Donny said as he lied back and shucked his briefs tossing them at me. Stretching out he opened his legs wide and put his hands behind his head and said, “Get naked kid and suck my balls.” Seconds later I was lying on my stomach doing just that. Again his musty scent filled my nostrils. I made love with my mouth to his tender orbs. Donny’s grunts told me I was doing a good job. My watch showed I had been slobbering over his nuts for 25 minutes when Donny announced, “It’s time for the main event.” Pulling me up to my knees and getting behind me, Donny started rubbing my butthole. “Are you ready to take my cock Jamie? Do you want a good stiff rod up your backdoor?” “Yes please,” I moaned. Reaching into his bag which he had brought from his car earlier, Donny pulled out a bottle of real sex lube, Strawberry flavored. I didn’t even know they made such a thing. Smearing it around my hole Donny pushed first one then two finally three fingers into me stretching me out in preparation for his fat cock. I couldn’t take it any longer and begged him, “Donny, please fuck me now.” Coating his shaft with some more lube Donny moved into position behind me and placed the tip of his dick at my entrance. It felt warm and wonderful. Instinctively I pushed back causing him to impale me ever so slightly. Ah, heaven. Neither one of us moved as I became accustomed to his girth in my butt. Looking back over my shoulder I gave him a nod and the green light to fill me up. Slowly but surely Donny slid his throbbing rock hard dick further and further into my love canal. When I felt his pubes scratch my ass I knew he had penetrated me fully. We both sighed then laughed. “Ready?” He asked. Leaning forward on my elbows I simply nodded yes. With that Donny pulled out then slammed back in full force. My head shot back and before I could utter a sound Donny stuffed the little boy briefs in my mouth. Pressing his chest to my back whispering into my ear he told me, “Just spit those out if it gets to be too much and I’ll stop. I don’t want to hurt you.” I nodded my acceptance again. Then the fucking began. I mean a relentless, mother-fucking pounding the likes of which even the Archer twins hadn’t given me began to assault my ass. Wham. Wham. Wham. Over and over like a man truly possessed Donny battered my hole like a man having his last meal. Several times I wanted to spit out those briefs and I practically chewed a whole in them. However, I also wanted to provide Donny with as much pleasure as possible. After a good 10 minutes Donny pulled me up to a vertical position continuing to slam his hard rod in and out of me. My dick, which had gone soft from the initial brutal fuck, now began to inflate as his dick kept brushing against my love button. I started jerking myself off when I was fully erect until Donny replaced my hand with his. Minutes later I was screaming into the boy briefs spewing a load of my own spunk across the tent. My ass muscled contracting sent Donny over the edge and he began filling me with his seed coating and soothing my aching asshole. We collapsed on the sleeping bag on top of my spent sperm, his dick still lodged up my hole. Wrapping his arms around me Donny gently spoke into my left ear, “I think you may have a better pussy than your sister.” Double Yuck I thought. “We’ll definitely do that again,” he continued. “Yes Donny. Anytime,” I cooed like a little school girl. Donny rolled off me extracting himself from my warm wet hole. We cleaned up with the boy briefs. Getting in the sleeping bags we fell asleep quickly with smiles on our faces. Sunday Morning I awoke before Donny the next morning. He looked so nice lying naked next to me. Like I had done with Robby, I lifted the covers and peaked at his morning wood. I could see some dried and crusted cum from last night still on it. I hadn’t done an Ass-To-Mouth on it. I didn’t want him to think that I was a complete an utter sex pig. Crawling under the covers I carefully worked my mouth over his steely rod. He began to stir with the stimulation of a wake-up blow job. I knew he was now awake when he grabbed my head in his hands and began thrusting his cock into my throat. My face was completely covered by his manly crop of pubes. “Oh fuck! What a way to be woken up. Suck me bitch. You really are a good little bicha fag. Here it comes, swallow it all!” I was rewarded with 7-8 full strength shots of fresh hot cum. We both enjoyed the start to our morning, only from different perspectives. When I pulled off his dick he looked at me and said, “Thanks. Sorry about the crazy talk. I don’t think you’re a fag.” “Well, I am. Don’t be sorry.” For the next 15 minutes Donny explained the difference between being gay and being a fag. While I did enjoy being humiliated and such, I wasn’t feminine in any way, didn’t want to wear woman’s clothes, or talk with a lilt in my voice (all 1970s definitions of a fag) and he didn’t think I should consider myself a “fag”. What Dean and Dale called me even in Portuguese was something to embarrass and humiliate me for being gay. I then told him how Dean had taken my virginity and we both agreed he was probably a repressed closet case. I was in the closet too, but I admitted to myself that I was gay. Dean even denied it to himself. Slipping on our briefs we went out to take a morning piss. I shook off and tucked back into my briefs, not the little boy ones but a pair of my size large ones. Donny got dressed and we headed to breakfast. As much of a part of our family he was, he wasn’t ready to go to breakfast in just his briefs. I called him chicken shit and said Robby did. His response was that Robby was too stupid and hormonal to refuse. Dad had breakfast just about ready when we went inside. As my parents talked with Donny more about his summer plans before college I contemplated how comfortable (at least in front of my family) I was becoming walking around in just my underwear. It was still embarrassing when my dick popped out of the leg opening as I sat down but I tried to ignore it cause I knew Dean wanted me exposed. Of course I left it hanging out when I got up to help Donny clean the breakfast dishes. Dad went out back to work on his vegetable garden. Mom excused herself to the living room to finish her book. Everything from breakfast was put away when my sister returned from her trip. She took one look at me and said, “Aren’t we suppose to take you to buy new underwear? Not that you wear it much?” To Be Continued… Author’s Note: So Jamie and Donny had some fun together. In my youth I caught guys jerking off in their cars while parked. Not to be out done, I took up the practice. It was great fun. I only wish I had been “forced” to do it as Jamie was. The much anticipated underwear shopping is in the next chapter. On an personal note, writing has been very difficult with work. I again apologize that chapters will be posted further apart than in the past. I’m probably not going to post for two weeks as I’m on assignment and will be away from home. Lastly, I received many e-mails at the start of the story but they have diminished greatly. Are you all too busy to drop a quick note or has readership declined? I’m hoping it’s the former not latter. Please send me a short e-mail if you are still following the story (sorry I’m not on any social media). Thanks.

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