Billy
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“No way Billy... you remember the rules?”
“What rules?”
“You know… when we were younger... the loser had to say something”
“Fuck you Mike”
“Nope…that ain’t what you supposed to say.... now come on Billy Boy... hehe... I
am waiting…”
Billy refused to play, he started to struggle and now beads of sweat were forming on
his forehead as he tried to break free of Mike’s grasp. Mike could feel
the bucking body beneath him and he could tell that Billy wasn’t as easy
as he used to be. He had grown some, but so had Mike. He clenched his legs
together, forcing Billy’s leg tightly together.
Mike could feel the lump in the pants pressing upwards against his buttocks. Damn it,
he was sweating now, but not from the physical exertion but from the strange
feelings that were running through him. Every time Billy would move, he
could feel his cock pressing up against him, and it made him ache in places
he never thought would ache for someone to touch. His whole body was
starting to ache when he felt a strange wetness under him.
Billy was almost in tears now. He struggled to break free; sweat poured down his cheeks
and stung his eyes. Still, he kept on trying to break free but the more he
tried, the more his groin rubbed up against the firm butt cheeks and the
more his heart raced ahead. His breathing was becoming very shallow and he
still tried to shift Mike’s weight off his groin.
Suddenly images of a time long past came flooding back to him. He could see Mike
standing over him again, this time out in the back yard area, his clothes
tossed by an old tree, and they were wrestling again, rolling in the tall
pampas grass that dotted the field. His face was flushed as he tried to beat
Mike off, trying desperately to prevent Mike from pinning his own naked body
to the ground.
As those images
passed across his face, Billy felt his body jerk hard, his cock was aching
hard, and he could feel the blood draining from his face and from his limbs.
Before it could register to his mind, his cock started to jerk even harder
and push harder upwards. His balls had moved up, and just as the thought of
what was about to happen registered, his penis started shooting its load of
hot boy cream.
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