"You want what?" he whispered.
Pam swallowed hotly again. "I want you to take your thing out of your pants. I-I've never seen a boy before."
His grin jerked the corners of his mouth up as his eyes twinkled lewdly. "Sure, baby," he breathed. "Hell, you can look at it if you wanta."
She watched with her heart in her throat as the boy eagerly unbuttoned the front of his pants and dug one hand deep into his fly. He had to pull and tug, but in one or two blinding seconds he pulled his hardening penis out and stroked it.
Pam stared for the first time in her life at a stiff cock.
The thing looked huge to her, a long column of flesh, with one large vein traversing the column, ending in the flared ridge of a smooth-looking, pinker cap of meat.
It throbbed strongly out of his pants, and she could see a dark bristle of hair at the root.
"Big enough for you?" he whispered, his grin wide and hot.
Pam didn't know what else to do, so she nodded her head, still staring in girlish fascination at the male organ.
She wondered if she could even reach her fingers around it!
Bo Pauley took a step or two closer, and his fully erect prick stuck obscenely out of his pants, so still that it barely wagged as he moved.
Pam's attention was riveted on the novel toy. She saw the way the glans curved at the bottom into a crease, and she saw the slit at the flared tip of his cockhead.
"Wanta touch it, Pam?" he whispered huskily.
When she didn't reply, he moved a bit closer, so close that all she had to do was lift one hand and feel the rigid tool.
"Go ahead, honey," he pleaded, the edge of his voice raw with need. "Just touch it… just put the tip of your finger on the head of it."
After a pause, Pam lifted one hand up gingerly, uncertainly. Then she stretched one finger out and brought it up to just the curved end of his horny prick. When she touched it, the whole rod seemed to vibrate with pleasure.
"Touch it some more," he breathed, "use your fingers – all of 'em!"
She had lost something of her fear of his penis, and now she willingly cupped the tips of her fingers around the boldly bloated meatus.
Bo grinned, his own hands hanging down at his sides as he watched her fondle just the bulbous head of his oversized, teenaged prick. Then he grunted huskily with even more pleasure as her hand slipped down and grasped the column of his cock.
Pam instinctively squeezed the hard pole of healthy, boyish flesh, and it responded to her touch by throbbing and pulsing between her fingers.
"Goddamn, that feels good," Bo whispered, spreading his legs a bit further apart and thrusting his pelvis forward so that the entire length of his lewd cock rode up more snugly in her grasp.
Pam toyed and teased with his big prick for several more seconds, even bringing her other hand up to hold it. She found that she could get her fingers all the way around the center circumference of his penis, but barely.
Holding the big warm club of flesh in her fingers was making something happen to her pussy all over again. It was throbbing almost as hard as-his dick. And deep, grainy prickles of joy were crawling up the walls of her unfucked cunt like thousands of tiny ants.
"You know what sis likes to do with that big thing?" he asked softly.
Pam shook her head, her cheeks burning with both shame and desire.
"She likes to eat it."
Pam glanced up uncertainly at the slackly grinning boy.
"Yeah, honey," he breathed, raggedly, "she loves to take it in her mouth and suck it for me. I suck her, and then she sucks me. That's fair, ain't it?"
Pam felt her tongue swelling almost uncontrollably in her mouth, and she couldn't fight back the gnawing curiosity of how something so long and hard and hot would feel against her tongue!
Bo took another step, and brought the flared head of his oversized prick right up to her lips, so close that her nostrils fluted open as the hot aroma of his male organ drifted pleasantly up to her.
"Suck it," he begged, softly.
She hesitated.
"Suck!!"
As if she were in some kind of dark, erotic dream, Pam parted her pretty lips and ovaled them slowly around the spongy helmet of meat he was offering her. The head of his prick filled her circled lips like a hard-boiled egg, and she ran her tongue out wetly along the underside of it.
She licked slowly along the firm ridge of his lecherous young cock, tasting the strange, exciting, forbidden flavor of her first stiff peter.
"Yeah," Bo breathed hoarsely. "Oh, yeah, honey!"
He pushed his prick a bit deeper into her mouth, and she took him willingly. She sucked softly on his warm hard-on, lapping her tongue in fluid circles and taking him inch by inch as he fed her.
Her jaws widened as if on hinges as his brutally distended penis rode easily into her throat. He paused now and then when she made a little gagging noise, and then he continued. He forced her to take him all the way to his crotch. And as her nose touched against the bristle of hairs pooching out of his fly, she could smell the darker, more exciting promise of something even beyond his brawny young prick.
She knew only vaguely what was under the root of his big cock. She had heard Linda say the word, she thought. The things which held his sperm. His balls. She was smelling his big, horny balls!
With a low moan, Pam began to suck more avidly on the boy's stone-hard organ. As if she had been doing it for years, she started moving her mouth back and forth on the slick, firm column of his cock, tonguing, slupping, kissing, sucking!
His cock grew harder and longer in her throat, and in only a few minutes of her greedy pumping the head of his stimulated tool flared and pulsed.
"Get it, baby!" he whispered. "Swallow it all!!"
She was totally unprepared for what happened next.
With a throbbing vibration which went from the root of his rod to the head, his prick suddenly shot glut after glut of hot, viscous juice into her fourteen-year-old mouth!
God! What is it?? her brain screamed, utterly shocked and unprepared to receive the boy's jism in her mouth.
Reflexively, she swallowed, then gagged on the unfamiliar taste and texture of hot ball-juice, and still he kept cumming and cumming in her mouth. She tried jerking her head back, striving to spit his hard, ejaculating cock from her previously unsullied mouth.
Nnnoooooo!! her mind screamed blindly in the agony of this dirty, degrading act. It was like he was peeing in her mouth, in her pretty, pouting fourteen-year-old mouth, and he had her by the hair, and she couldn't escape his hot, spewing cock as it fired gobbet after gobbet between her soft, wet lips. Jism ran out the corners of her mouth, dripping down her chin as she tried to force all this filthy peelike liquid out of her mouth in repulsion for what this cruel boy was doing to her.
And then it was over, Bo sighing in the ecstatic release he'd just enjoyed in this pretty little innocent virgin's mouth, and Pam, completely overcome by what he'd done to her, fell onto her side and curled into a fetal ball, crying and moaning softly, sticky white jism slowly drying on her chin and pretty neck.
CHAPTER THREE
That night Pam lay in her bed in the darkness, her eyes wide open.
Even in the privacy of her bedroom, and with nobody to see her, Pam could feel her face burning with secret shame.
She had sucked Bo Pauley's big prick!
Her tongue rolled around for a few seconds in her mouth, a lonely and tortured organ. The realization that only a few hours before that same tongue had been oily and greedy around the blunt head of Bo's cock made her flush with discomfort again.
What a filthy, wicked thing she had done!
And yet…
Yet there had been something so powerfully exciting in the oral act that she couldn't get it out of her mind for even an instant. She couldn't sleep as much because of her guilt feeling as for re-living the experience. There had been something madly pleasurable about teasing the boy's stiff tool with her lips and tongue, toying with it, kissing and sucking it, forcing it by the gentle persuasion of her mouth to finally explode, and to send the gushing spunk from his balls deep into her throat!