Rusty Grows Up - Chapter 2
Continuing the story about Rusty, growing up in Smalltown CA. Abel is still pissed with Rusty. Smithy come up trumps.
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Rusty Grows Up - Chapter 2
I manage to leave my morning wood alone and go for my run. Coach has given me a target to do the circuit each day. I've not missed yet. I can just about time it on my watch, if I remember where the second hand is when I start. I feel like I'm getting faster and not as tired at the end. Building.
Moms oatmeal is bubbling in the pan and I get seconds, lacing it with a spoon of honey, `just one spoon of honey honey', I nod and laugh at her joke, staring as the honey magnifies the oats like an amber jewel as it melts.
`You walking in with Abel this morning',
`I guess so',
`Shall I speak to Mary?',
`Dunnow',
Mom calls,
`Hi Mary it's Jenny, is Abe walking in today? Oh you're driving him in, no that's fine, thanks Jenny',
I'd got my bag ready and over my shoulder, and kiss mom.
I'm opening the gate when mom shouts,
`Have a good day honey, oh and don't leave your dirty clothes on the kitchen floor and don't drink all the milk',
`Mom!' I shout back embarrassed, then give her my trademark grin and run off.
Smithy runs up `I'm glad I've caught you, would you like company on your run tomorrow?',
`Sure, thanks', I say,
`Pa says he's seen you running every morning and that he'll increase my allowance if I run with you and keep it up',
`That's cool', I say, wondering what I'd do with an allowance. I'm saving my newspaper delivery earnings and my tips for my college fund. I know I need to earn more money. Mum says I'm too old for car washing anymore and should look at grass cutting, but the mowers are expensive, even the second hand ones at Cloverdale Nursery are way out of my league. Mr Tonks says he's looking out for a trade in for me. He offered me a job Saturdays loading up cars for customers, collecting trolleys, stacking compost and gravel bags.
`a boy like you will get good tips on top of what I pay you'. My first shift is this Saturday.
School is ok, Abe is as cold as ice with me. We sit together in some classes but we are streamed so not always together. He's really pissed off, his other pals are teasing him about losing to a streak of bacon like me, that just gets him angrier.
`I didn't see it coming' he says to me after school by the lockers.
`Why did you have to go and spoil everything?',
`I didn't, I just happened to win that's all, anyone could've done it, I just happened to be faster that day that's all'.
`Well don't do it again Ginge' he said prodding me on every syllable.
I prodded him back with `I can't promise that, I'm not gonna let you win! Who does that help but nobody, you gotta earn it, damnit',
He moved to punch me on `nobody' but I ducked and whilst I'm shorter and almost a year younger I manage to knee him in the balls, winding him. I got my bag and ran home.
I was at the landing window, I heard the car door slam, the screen door creak and 5,4,3,2,1 he's at the top of their stairs pulling his pants down, showing his ass and pulling off his top, his boner leads him into the bathroom. He's beautiful.
I shower, I don't cum, I don't feel like it `who does he think he is' I shout out, I turn the jet to cold and cool my rage. The water stinging. I dry and lie on the bed. Then i'm up, dressed and jogging to the newsstand.
`That lady at 438 has gone into hospital, I found her on the floor, good work Rusty',
and he throws another Hersheys Kiss at me which I almost swallow in one, `steady boy' he says and pats my back pretending to clear an obstruction, his hand warm, lingering, he tickles my ribs, I laugh and pull away. I number up the papers and jog the round, Smithy joins me for the last section,
`Slow down Rusty',
he shouts as I jog on ahead
Don't you start!' I say it's just how I am, why don't you speed up?',
Smithy grabs my hand and says `come on',
We jog up the road to the tree lined boundary, a strip wood that falls away to a brook before Cloverdale Park on the other side. He sits on a fallen log and I join him, it's surrounded by trees and ferns making a private hollow.
`This is my place' he says.
I look around at the dusty floor and see a myriad of footprints proving otherwise, but I say nothing.
`I bring my friends here, my special friends I can trust',
`Oh',
I say thinking I know what's coming next. It's not that I don't like Smithy, he just doesn't flick my switch like Abe or Coach or Mr Smith for that matter.
He pulls down his shorts and his Hanes Juniors and he beckons me to do the same.
`You ever had a blowjob?' he says.
I shake my head but that's strictly not true, suddenly remembering Danny Kowalski at Cub Scouts.
I pull down my pants, heck he may be ugly but i'm not passing up on this.
He pulls down my Hanes and looks at it, licks his lips and says,
`If you tell anyone then I'll tell Abe you sucked me off'.
Then he lowered and took me in his mouth.
I gripped the log, he's a powerful sucker and he's soon bobbing on my shaft, he stops.
`You suck mine now then we'll hand job each other off, OK?
I don't want to but a deals a deal and I don't want Abe to know, so I lean over and do my best,
`No teeth' he says twice as I suckle his cock,
Not bad, not good' he says if I know you, you'll get better at it and be class champ cocksuker by end of the year',
`Give it two weeks',
I say as I gripped his and he mine.
`Let's see who shoots the farthest' Smithy says
`And who cums the most' I say,
`Pervert!' He laughs.
We get to it and we stop to spit lube each other up, he's pretty good and I'm shivering then he slows down,
`Faster' I say
`Nope, my cousin Ralph taught me this, you'll see',
He builds me up again, making my balls rise high again, almost disappearing inside me then he slows down again, I copy him,
`Feels good don't it' he says as he spits me up again,
I think its 'doesn't it' but I don't say anything, and I spit onto his cock end, direct hit.
`Good shot',
he says and grins. We start up again. He's, breathing heavy now, I slow down,
`Oh fuck faster',
he says, I cool him down again,
`This time let's do it' he says.
I nod and with one hand I pull off my polo shirt, he copies, we shuffle in closer, thighs touching, feels nice. I turn to him as I start pumping his cock, he closes his eyes and moves his face nearer, our lips touch, electricity flows to his dick through my arm, I break off and push his shaft down and he shoots, groaning, his second pulse is the farthest, marked in the dust.
My turn now, another kiss, deeper this time, longer, I pull away, I'm so close, Smithy rings his thumb and forefinger lightly under my rim and squeezes gently literally pumping my cum out, I count 11 pulses, then I open my eyes. He's down on me, suckling my dick, cleaning me up.
I'm amazed. He sits up, we pull our shorts up, shirts on and look at the mess.
You're the champ' he says, ain't there anything your not good at. Cocksucking' I whisper as we kick the dust over the spurts.
`Oh yeah' he laughed. I picked up my newspaper bag, his fingers brushed against mine as we walked back to the path.
`I gotta get back, thanks Smithy, see you tomorrow for the run, I'll run to yours, be ready, I won't wait.'.
I run home, him cleaning me up like that after was a great idea. No need for a shower, I lay on my bed, no need to knock one out either, very efficient. I power up the console, run up `Italian Job' and I'm driving my mini around streets of Torino in no time.
Mom comes home, I feel guilty I've not done anything except played my game. Tuesdays is her night off from the laundry.
She cooks supper, I wash the dishes and clear up. `I'll do my homework downstairs Mom, you go have a bath',
She smiled at me, pulled me close and kissed my head. `You smell strange, you been in the woods?'
`Yeah just behind Smithy's house' I proffer, not lying but not wholly truthful either.
`I'll give you a shout when I'm out, I'm gonna have an early night' mom says.
It's `Going to' I think but say nothing. I read on the next chapter of English lit. We are reading 'Catcher In The Rye', I'm enjoying it but not really understanding it, the set questions are really tough to answer.
I hear `all done honey bun', and laugh at what mom called me when I was little.
`OK ma, I'll switch off and lock up'.
Lying in bed I think of Smithy down on me, his mass of curly hair under my palms, gripping his scalp as he did me, then him slowing down, making it last `til I was fit to burst. I wonder what else his cousin has shown him? I drift off.
6.35 I'm running up to Smithy's, his door bangs shut and he's at my side, we grin and run on.
`Thanks for yesterday' he says,
`all my pleasure' I say.
We run on in silence. Smithy can't keep up and soon flags, I wave bye and he walks back as I continue to run to mine where a huge bowl of piping hot oatmeal and honey is waiting. I pour Cold milk on the rim to cool it down a little and tuck in. Scraping the bowl. Full. Then is teeth done, bag packed and I'm knocking on Abes door.
Hi Rusty' his mom said. Abes driving in with me, he's saving his energy to whip you on Friday' she says and smiles at me. I smile back
`thank you Mrs Hutchins' as polite as I can be.
So that's his game, I tell mom, she laughs,
`good luck with that one Abe, ain't no one gonna get past my boy, now you get off to school, see you tonight honey bunch'.
`Mom'! I say, indignantly.
Walking to Smithy's I think is that what I'm like, am I so determined to win?
I walk with Smithy, he's telling me a story about his cousin and a boy from his cousins school, he's in 12th grade, about how they both nailed this big bossomed girl and then still feeling horny nailed each other then drove the girl home. I said I didnt believe him. Smithy asked if I'd ever been nailed,
`fuck off no',
I said just a bit too loudly as we walked to school, some girls looked disgustingly, we laughed and I looked at his shorts, he was so horned.
`You got to get that down pretty damn quick before a teacher sees it', I say,
`Says you',
staring at my cock, he made a grab for it and ran off to his class.
I'd deflated in time and the days lessons went OK. Everyones results from English Lit test were poor, I'm still in the running for top marks surprisingly. Math was a breeze, I reckon I got algebra hooked.
Mrs 438 is back home. I found a Reese's cup in her mail box, I waved to her as I ate it.
Smithy sucked me off completely in the woods. He said my golden hairs turned him on, had he said ginger I'd have punched him.
I shot so much cum I thought it would run down his nose. I warned him I was close but he didn't pull off and I unloaded into his soft mouth. Is this what a pussy feels like? I thought.
I sucked him off after he did me, but used my hands at the finish, he said he sort of enjoyed it but I'm under pressure now to suck his dick and swallow his load. I wiped my cummy hands on his Polo,
`Fuckwit, I'd have licked it off, sharing is caring',
He puckered his lips exaggeratedly for a mock kiss.
`You're weird' I say,
`Thanks' he said lunging for my cheek and planting one big kiss.
`Gerroff' I shout, we part laughing.
It's Thursday tomorrow, Coach wants to see me poolside after school.
TBC
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