Skippy Gobbles Cocksnot

The Intern Exits;

Mr. Seemens spent the night before heading back to Chicago. Apparently he likes his meals to be informal because he ate dinner off a tray in the den while he watched reruns of Josh and me on the porn site. He cranked up the sound really loud. It was a little embarrassing sometimes.

He ate while sitting on Josh’s face. My friend was on the floor leaning back against the couch with his head between two cushions. They muffled his butt munching a little, but the slurping came through every now and then.

;I was sitting on Josh’s hard dick and leaning forward to suck Greg’s. The man had made it a point to work our nipples for a really long time and then smacked a pair of suction cups on each of us. I think he resented our earlier over-eager attention a little. He’d tied off our balls with more cotton rope. Josh and I were hurtin’ and horny. From time to time Greg would reach under the tray to screw around with the nipple cups. This inspired us to apply ourselves with more gusto.

Greg put down his last beer, wiped his mouth on the back of his hand and belched. The avenging angel had some rough edges it seemed. After I’d sucked a couple loads out of him and Josh had fucked a couple of his into me, my own crotch rocket launched, hands free. Greg lifted the tray away, grabbed me by my hair and pulled my sucking mouth off his slowly softening meat. Then he stood, pulling his ass off Josh’s face. The man stretched ;luxuriously – such a waste that there was no one around to sculpt or paint him – scratched his balls and started out of the room.

“Clean each other off, faggots, then I want you to pop again in each other’s mouths. You’ve got ten minutes to get it done. I want you two empty and dry. ;I’m going to the john. If you can’t show cum-on-tongue when I get back, I’ll be using the ping pong paddles on your balls until they give it up. Got it?”

We were speed sucking before he made it to the hall.

Seemens slept alone…!!!!....but for breakfast I was under the kitchen table again, doing the deed on his dick. Josh waited table, standing by Greg’s chair between orders and errands, having his balls diddled while the man read a legal brief in his other hand. After the dishes were cleared he had Josh get up on the table on all fours with his ass level with Greg’s face. The man would sip his coffee, then take some and blow it in my bud’s butthole, warming and softening it. He poured himself a second cup and set it under Josh’s dick head. Then he milked that thing for all it was worth, finger fucking my buddy’s hot hole at the same time.

“UUUUnnn… uuuunnnnnnhhhhh… UUUNNNNNNHHHHH!!!!” Josh splatted his nut right in the cup. Greg lifted the cup and stuck Josh’s dick right in, stirring the warm black brew until the cum was incorporated.

“I’ve had enough caffeine, Sparky! Get this inside you. Suck it down or I’ll use a turkey baster and fire it up your twat.” Josh slid off the table and sipped thoughtfully.

“Pussy!! Skippy-fag-boy! Here it comes…suck it all out, baby!!” His dick delivered. And then delivered some more.

;“Okay cock gobblers, I’m out of here now. Before I go you can kiss my dick goodbye.”

While he straightened his tie, we kissed carefully. Then he zipped up, nearly catching my lip before I could retire from the field. He grabbed the nipple cups he’d had on us all during breakfast and plucked them off. We gasped.

He leaned down, pinching and twisting our nips while we whimpered.

“I’ll probably be back sometime next week. You might want to get some ice on those tits, boys, they look a little sore, like right here…(uuuhhhaaahhh) and right here…(uuuuuhhhaaaaahhhh)” He tweaked us some more on our tender nubs before walking out. I guess we knew who was boss. The memory of his final smirk remained long after he left.

“Hey little dudes! How are you little pussies doing, huh?”

Mr. Grimes and Mr. Stone were on the big screen. We’d been summoned by our phones to get to the den.

“Over court recess today, Brian and I got caught up on your time with Greg Seemens. Quite the go-getter isn’t he? I guess you two got screwed really really well there a few times. The man knows what he wants and has a really long memory for shit he doesn’t like. Hell, that’s half the fun that Brian and I have when he’s in the office – making sure he gets shit he doesn’t like. Looked like he maybe took it out a little bit on you two though. Well, no real harm done I guess, although your nips look a little red still. Pinch ‘em for me, little dudes!”

Hesitantly, inevitably, Josh and I reached up and squeezed our nubs. We couldn’t help doing a little pain face when we did. Those suckers were STILL sore.

‘That’s enough little guys. Just seein’ if you still do what you’re told. Your parents would be sssoooooo ;proud, I’m thinking!”

The Boys Are Joined By The Armed Forces

“Skipper! You and Josh need to meet some clients for me. They’ll be parking off the old road behind the house, so I gave them a temporary entrance code to the back gate. Oh yeah!…and they’ll be there at midnight. You two be sure to wear your white jocks and flip flops when you go to the meet up, make sure you can be seen eh? But no flashlights, little dudes. I think the guys want to keep this on the down low. I’ll check in with you tomorrow.”

Well that sounded fucking weird!

A little before midnight Josh and I trotted out of the house as ordered and slowly felt our way across the back lawn toward the little woods. It was fucking dark. No moon, and no lights in sight. At least it was a warm, almost muggy night. We were sweating and maybe a little scared too. We couldn’t see a damn thing.

Suddenly Josh was swarmed by tiny red lights! I looked down at myself and saw more red dots skittering over my abs.

“FFFFUUUUCCCKKK!! ; SHHHHIIIIITT!!!!! ;DDDAAAAMMNN!”

Josh and I swore as we were hit hard in the stomach, the back, right in the ass cheeks too. Immediately five little spot lights came on, surrounding us and blinding us at the same time. We could make out a bunch of bean bags lying on the ground around us. They must have been what hit us.

We started to make out five men too.

They were dressed head to toe in black, complete with balaclavas. The lights were fixed to their foreheads as were night sensor targeting lasers, body cameras and microphones. Each held a gun that looked like a rifle on steroids, their huge barrels made to fire the bags.

Joshua! Skipper! You two boys are now in our care for as long as we choose. I’m Colonel Kumayker, Army Night Stalkers, this here is Lieutenant Rockwood, Army Rangers, Lieutenant Hardik, Marine RECON, ;Air Force Special Tactics, Lieutenant Foekker and Lietenant Lodgepole, Navy SEALS Missions.

“Men!! Ten HUT!!”

All five snapped to, shouldering their big gun thingies.

“Present short arms!

All five unzipped. Five dicks fell out into the warm night air and began to sniff around for a hole of some kind to hide in.

“FAGS!! Suck!!

That sounded like an order!

Josh and I scurried into place. I swallowed Rockwood’s cock while Josh worked Hardik’s pole. In less than a minute and without a sound, both me splooged down our throats, their balls jerking up against the base of their dicks as their man milk flowed into our guts.

“Rotate!”

With Josh and me still on our knees, the elite fighters moved clockwise. We were presented with two more rough and ready tubes of beefsteak. Two minutes more and we fed on Foekker and Lodgepole.

These guys were awesomely efficient.

“Foekker and Lodgepole, prepare the prisoners.”

Josh and I were stripped quicker than you could say, ”Suck a dick!”

Two warriors ran a hand down my ass crack, between my legs and grabbed the front of my thighs. Their other arms reached across my chest to clasp one another. Then they picked me so I lay suspended in the air between them, my head dangling to look back at my hanging hard junk and Kumayker’s huge dick and balls as they closed in on my pussy.

“Joshua…get your mouth on this faggot’s balls and chew like a son of a bitch…NOW!” Josh was under me in a flash. I could see the back of his head as he engulfed my bag of nuts and started working them hard.

“HHhhhhaaawwkkkk. HHhhhhhhhaaaawwwkkk.” The colonel hacked spit on my hole and shoved it inside with a big knobby middle finger. He worked it in and all around, hitting every point on the compass and then poked around some more, just for fun.

“HHhhhhhhhaaaawwkkk. HHhhhhhhhaaaawwkkk.” This time he spit in his hand and wiped his shining knob with the stuff. I was about to get fucked by the unit chief.

“Hhhhuuuummppphhhh!!!” The air drummed out of his lungs as he shoved his dick right into my pussy. When it bottomed out, he wiggled his hips so his meat luxuriated in the heat of my twat.

“Fuckin A, men!! This is goddamn prime pussy. Tighter than a fist and hotter than a whore’s ass on a Sunday morning.

“ Huummmmphh… Huummmphh… Huummmphh… Huummmphh…” The big man fucked my arse likea battering ram.

“Rockwood, Hardick…grease my meat!”

Our first two feeders walked up to my ass, beating their dicks in unison. Kumayker pulled out until just the head of his cock nestled in my pussy knot. The two men dropped their nuts on the colonel’s dick before he pounded their goo into my guts.

“ Huummmphh… Huummphh… Huummphh… Huummphh…” Kumayker continued to beat the drum.

I could feel spooge ooze out of my hole, run down my balls where Josh sucked it down. His tongue would slip out and clean the colonel’s bag from time to time, keeping those rocks hot and happy as they slammed against his chin.

“Foekker and Lodgepole! Front and center! Unload!” The four lieutenants changed places like a well practiced circus team, keeping me helpless in the air – the colonel not missing a single jab. The fresh set of lieutenants moved into place, jerked a few times, then blew ropes of cum on their leader’s dick, the warm goo bathing his pole before he again pounded my defenseless body.

“OooOOO HHHMYYYY FuuUUCCKKkkkiiinngg…. FFFUCKCCKKYYEEAHH!!

The colonel fucked the new cum into me. He arched his back, slammed his hips into me and froze - unloading both balls and injecting his DNA as deep as he could get it in my body. I could actually feel his cannon go off in my guts. Josh clamped down on my balls and worked them with his teeth. My cocksnot spewed out over his back, some firing into my mouth as I watched myself come.

“Skippy! Lick your fucking cum off your buddy, then suck him off. You’ve got three minutes while we regroup.

The five men stood around me as I worked. They liked to comment.

“Look at that fucking faggot suck his slime off that kid! Man, what a hungry pussy!!”

“Really a faggot’s faggot, don’t you think? See how his mouth homes in on that dick? The kid is like a snake on a rat! He’s gobbled up all the meat and is still trying to swallow the balls too, looks like.”

“Good damn!! Look at that pussy fag go, man! It’s like he’s not eaten a fucking thing in a week. That kid is a dog for dick, man, he’s got the true need to feed!

Josh shoved his cock farther down my throat and fired away. His swimmers shot down my pipe and into my stomach. He soaked his dick in my mouth until it started to soften a bit, then slowly pulled out, finishing with a pop. Sometimes it’s hard for me to let go.

His breathing back to normal, the Colonel announced, “We’ve worked these boys pretty well for the moment. They probably could use a midnight snack. We got any rations? Yes? Well, lookey here! We DID bring this gallon jar with us.

“Look! Skippy Peanut Butter, Skippy! Smooth and creamy, just like your buttery butt hole…’Skippy!’...get it?” Of course we got it, but then they still made us work for it.

The big lid spun and the smell of peanuts blended with the ball starch already perfuming the warm summer air. Five hard cocks took a turn digging in the rich brown goo.

“Troops, the feed bag is on!”

Josh and I knee walked to dinner, gobbling first one then another cock, as the guys circled us in our feeding frenzy. Our mouths watered like fountains, but we sucked off most of the earthy sweet paste. We had to dig in with our tongues to get the sweet smears that lingered in those pockets that hide right under their dicks. Their low hanging sacks slowly shrank and firmed up as five sets of rocks began their heavy lifting and five cocks hardened to the max.

Josh and I scored a couple of meals each, and we shared the fifth, swapping the cum back and forth in our mouths before gulping it down.

Then the men dropped trou’ completely. A spatula went back in the goober cream five more times and packed some thick peanut butter right inside each guy’s ass hole. They took turns standing at ease while we knelt behind them and sucked out another load of calories. They made damn sure we’d serviced every part of their rear guard.

The guys then had us clean their cannons again until they rose to new glory.

“Faggots! Make like dogs. Do it!!

“Skipper, face me! Joshua…your ass by Skip’s shoulder, your shoulder by his ass, commanded Colonel Kumayker.

Josh and I waited on all fours looking off in opposite directions.

“Men! Take those holes!!”

The four lieutenants squatted and stuck their dicks in us. Our mouths and asses were now full of military might.

“Sound off!” Yelled the Colonal, looking on and slowly jacking his junk.

Bass, baritone and tenor voices sang in unison as the men fucked us in rhythm:

“We caught you and to be blunt

We’re now going to fuck your cunt

You’ll get screwed from north to south

“Til the cum squirts out your mouth

When it’s dripping off your chin

We will fuck it right back in.

(Chorus)

Sound off, one, two

Sound off, three four

Dick your holes and fuck you…some more!

We’ve got dicks as hard as rocks

We have made you crave our cocks

You are faggots we are not

You will suck down our cock snot

As you whimper, cry and moan

We will feed you more hard bone.

(Chorus)

You’re got hunger in your guts

For what we pack in our nuts

We are true men you are runts

We will shoot sperm in your cunts

Holding you two arse to snout

We will watch you suck it out

We screw pussies all the time

‘Cause we’re alphas in our prime

As we shove dick down your throat

We just have to sneer and gloat

When your ass and mouth go numb

You’ll still beg us for our cum.

(Chorus)

The men cheered then broke into a primitive rhythmic chant…”Fuck yeah!...fuck yeah!...fuck…yeah!...

Their hooting and swearing rose and fell as they each shot off in our asses or mouths.

Yucking and panting, they pulled out of us. The Colonel walked up and splattered my face with his jizz.

“Joshua, clean up that pussy faggot, he’s got my spooge all over his pretty face.” Josh started licking.

Suddenly it was over.

The night raiders were gone. They’d left Josh and me with our dicks in each other’s mouths. I guess they’d been watching the Skippy and Josh channel a lot. They also left us with a field baton in each of our asses. ;We discovered that if we spun them in our pussies, we could eke out a few more drops from our spent dicks for a nightcap. Josh got so horned up again that he threw wood yet another time…and then threw that wood in my hole. As he splatted inside me, he swore like a trooper.

I guess I was out maneuvered all evening.

The Boys Help With A Delivery

“DDDrrrriiiiinnnggg!!!!! DDDDDrrrriiiinnnggg.”

Looking up we saw a vision of the Emperor of the West Indies.

He was coal black. His muscles strained the seams of his kaki tee shirt. There was an even bigger strain on the crotch of his glove-tight kaki bike pants. His head was crowned in chrome.

We could see ourselves kneeling on the floor, reflected in his mirrored sunglasses.

“Legal courier, special delivery. Is one of you little misters ;Skip? His teeth gleamed…mesmerizing. His voice was like butter in a barrel.

At my nod he reached down with a clipboard and pen. I signed.

“Here you go, little white butts.” He passed us each a sealed cardboard box.

“Oh! And there’s an ears-only message for me here too, “Open upon delivery,” it says. (Paper crinkling.) “It says. ;“The two faggots on their knees in front of you need to blow you and swallow your cocksnot.”

Still in the doorway, he dropped his zip and gave us the come-hither finger with his gloved hand.

Josh and set the boxes on the floor and scooted forward, our noses scenting the smell of heaven in a spice field. My bud got there first. The guy picked up his big bag of balls and dropped them in Josh’s mouth. Then he hefted his meat and eased it into my maw. I started eating the big black mushroom. It grew and grew. We dined with great concentration. A trickle of rum sweet pre-cum oozed into my mouth.

After a bit, those big gloved mitts grabbed the back of our heads and pulled us off his junk. The loud sucking sound meant that we didn’t want to leave, I guess. He pulled us to standing, pulled off his tee and plugged our mouths in his arm pits. Slick wet musk smeared our faces. Our nostrils flared, game for the smell of fresh man sweat.

He swabbed himself with our faces a couple more times, then plugged our lips on his quarter-sized chocolate nipples.

“Ooohhhhhhmmmmaaannnn, my little men!” You fellows are really into chocolate, aren’t you? We chewed and sucked and licked. We were really into chocolate.

I wish I had time to fuck up your white bread pussies, but it’s just not in the cards today. Tight schedule. Maybe another time. I’ve got a case to hear this afternoon, and a judge can’t let something like a noontime hobby job stop the course of justice, can he? He jerked our mouths off his chest and pushed us to the floor.

;Remembering where we’d left off, Josh sucked in the man’s balls and I swallowed the dick.

“You fucking pale assed faggots! You pink lipped dick kissers…god damn cock sucking pussy boys,! Man can you two work my junk!” He rooted around in my throat and swore for another full minute. His balls pulled up so mightily that they nearly popped out of Josh’s mouth. I felt a shivering pump start right where my lips worried against his tight fragrant curls. It moved along inside the prince of pipes and headed for my gullet.

“Oh my fucking god, I thought…here comes the judge!”