"Get her! Get her!" Brad said hoarsely, his penis burning him.
Angie's legs opened wider. She pulled her hips back and pushed her pelvis up hard against his body. Glen began panting loudly, emitting animal-like cries and squeals.
The watchers saw him pull up his hips, hips huge red penis hung free between their bodies. Angie's vagina was bloodied but open for it. They saw purplish-red blood ooze out of it and trickle down her white buttocks. They held their breath, waiting.
"Stick her. Stick her!" Jim croaked.
Angie pushed her pelvis up higher; her hips lifted off the bed. Glen's fingers pressed his erect penis downward and he lunged it into her. Their pelvises hung suspended for a moment; then began grinding against each other. Humping up and down, up and down.
The boys watching sighed and watched keenly to see what would happen next.
Waves of emotion washed through Angie's body. She pushed and grunted, pushing harder and harder. Her fingernails tore into the flesh on Glen's back, leaving bloody scratches. She spread her legs further apart and pulled them back, raising her pelvis up straighter. She wanted him sinking in, deeper and deeper.
The boys saw the bloody penis pulling in and out like a piston. Saw Angie's blood squirting up and spraying Glen's pubic hairs and hips and then falling down on her own hips. Heard their panting bodies knocking together. Glen's engorged balls slapping against her tiny exposed anus. More blood fountained up; its wetness caught the light and sparkled for a moment and then it fell and dried a dull red-brown.
Their bodies worked frenziedly, pumping their feelings high, higher. Their groans issued from deep within them.
Angie strained against Glen, desiring his penis more and more. Her vaginal walls contracted around it, squeezing it, inflaming it.
"Push harder, deeper," she begged. "Fuck me hard!"
She felt the blood spray out of her vagina. Heard the penis make loud sucking sounds as it jackhammered into her. Her breathing quickened; her desire heightened. The penis ground deeper and deeper into her. Body a-fire, her mind orbited. Their bodies furiously ground to a stop. Both cried out piteously. Their bodies clung together, glued by passion.
Passion energized the whole room. The very air palpitated with desire. All the boys stopped breathing. Time stopped. Hung suspended. Then the two bodies on the bed relaxed. The spell was broken.
"Out of sight," an awed voice breathed.
A great feeling of satisfaction filled Angie's body. She enjoyed feeling the hardened cock in her. Completing her. She liked feeling the body weigh down on hers. Commanding hers. She felt content. Fulfilled. Her mind drifted peacefully.
Robbie let out a deep sigh. "Make war, not love."
"Best thing I've ever seen," Keith breathed.
The boys laughed nervously to break the spell, then a clamor started.
"Come on, Glen. Get off of her. It's our turn."
"Come on, Glen. Get off her. It's our turn."
"I want to be next."
"No, me. I'm hurting."
"Whoever's biggest should be next."
"I am."
"No, I am."
"Look at me," Brad said. "I'm loaded."
He pulled his pants down and his big thick penis stood up proudly.
"Everybody take your pants down," someone said authoritatively. "Let's see who's biggest."
They all skinned their clothes off.
"Robbie's the longest," Jim said. "He's got a regular fishing pole."
Robbie turned red when he saw all the eyes stare at his long huge shaft standing almost straight up against his body. He was a tall boy, close to six foot four. His penis looked more than a foot long. Its shiny head was a deep purplish-red. Underneath hung his large engorged balls; overhead fringed a semi-circle of curly brown pubic hairs.
"Too much," Keith said, shaking his head in admiration. His own balls were pretty large.
"But mine's the thickest," Brad argued.
"Tough shit. His length is proportionately longer than your radius. It would multiply out to a greater volume."
"Well, all right," Brad conceded reluctantly.
"Come on, Robbie boy," Keith teased. "Let's see what you can do with it."
Robbie turned even redder than before. He was the youngest there and he was a virgin.
"Can't I rest a minute?" Angie moaned. Her body was feeling too peaceful to move. She lay languidly on the bed.
"Why doesn't she start him out easy?" Scott asked. "Take him in her mouth."
Angie looked at the enormous organ. "No. Its too much. You want him to choke me?"
"We won't let him."
"He's just a poor inexperienced boy. Don't turn him down. You'll give him a complex."
"You said you wanted to rest," Brad reminded her.
Hands pushed the hesitant Robbie over toward the bed.
"Come on now, Robbie. Don't chicken out."
"There you go, Angie. Our nation's finest."
"And toughest. Help yourself."
Robbie's penis was pushed up to her face. It looked even more monstrous close up. Angie cringed backwards.
"Come on. Be a sport."
Keith lifted her up and Jim put her right hand on the penis.
"Turn him on. Let's see if it gets any bigger!"
At her first touch, Robbie trembled. He was shy and scared. He rolled his eyes up at the ceiling, as if in supplication.
Angie sensed his feeling. She pitied him and didn't want to humiliate him. At the same time she felt cornered. Could she even get that big thing in her mouth? She ran her hand nervously down the shaft. The purplish-red head stared at her dumbly.
"Come on now," Brad said impatiently. "You can do better than that."
Reluctantly she ran her hand up and down the full length, her fingers and thumb enclosing it. Robbie let out a deep sigh. She felt the heavy instrument harden more in her hand. Robbie closed his eyes tightly.
Angie noticed the other boys stare critically at Robbie. Brad's face had a cruel smile on it. She knew the boys would tease Robbie unmercifully if he didn't reach an orgasm. He reminded her of Doug, sweet and unassuming, eager to please. Her sympathy went out to him. She rubbed the young excited cock lightly between her two hands and blew her breath gently against the angry-red head.
Robbie's tall body swayed. Ohhhh, it burned down there.
Still rubbing, her pink tongue snaked out, titillating the purplish-red tip. The head was so engorged the skin on it felt like plastic. Her tongue swirled in little circles on its tip. The circles widened. The penis moved slowly between her lips. She swirled it around the cavern of her warm, saliva filled mouth. Massaging the shaft with one hand, tickling his testicles with the other, she worked faster and faster.
Robbie had been trying to control himself. Not to show his building passion. Suddenly a loud groan burst from deep within him and shook his lanky frame. His hands reached out blindly for support caught her shoulder, the other tangled in her hair. He held on with all his might. Desire he'd never dreamed of began boiling in his vitals.
Angie sucked on his penis. Its head swelled larger in her mouth. She pushed the penis in and out of her mouth. She pushed it in, deeper and deeper.
He began groaning continuously. His fingers dug into Angie's hair and into her shoulder. His sex organs felt white-hot. The pressure in his penis grew and grew. Uncontrollably, it jumped into action on its own, contracting wildly in and out of her mouth. It pulled her cheeks in and out with it. He leaned forward, pushing it farther into her mouth, filling her throat. His breathing quickened, his mind whirled. A live feeling filled his lust-hardened cock. He couldn't stand it. Couldn't stand it!
Angie choked. The penis stuttered in her mouth, pounding in and out, plugging her throat. It seemed to heat up in her hands and mouth. She struggled to breath. Her cheeks tired of being stretched outward and being pushed inward. She started to pull away from it.