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From: Hecate <hecate1@bigfoot.com>
Subject: {ASSM} {ASSD} "Chad's Hand Job" by Hecate (Naive Nympho)
Date: Wed, 13 Dec 2000 09:10:02 -0500
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Copyright Hecate 2000 
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Chad's Hand Job 

By Hecate 



Chad was fifteen and horny, like all boys that 
age.  His dimpled face was cute, as long as 
you didn't look too hard for the acne. His 
primary recreation was watching, playing, 
discussing or otherwise doing anything 
concerned with football. He was built like a 
Quarterback, but unfortunately had the brains 
of a linebacker. But he tried.  He found that 
he could run fast, and played wide receiver 
for his school team, despite his lack of hand 
eye co-ordination. But, boy, when he did catch 
the ball, no one could keep up with him. 

His second choice recreation was thinking 
about girls. Any girls. In fact, whenever he 
wasn't thinking about football, Chad was 
thinking about girls. And reading about them. 
And looking at the pictures in the magazines 
his father thought he'd hidden from sight. 
And, of course, jacking off to them. 
Frequently. Almost as frequently as his other 
passion. (It would have been more frequently, 
but he preferred not to on a Friday 
night/Saturday in case it affected his 
football performance.) 

Like a lot of boys, he got crushes on 
particular girls at particular times - 
depending on their chest measurement usually.   
His favourite at school at the moment, was 
Mimi Broward. Mainly because her breasts came 
through the door before she did, but also 
because she liked his dog, a rare Liebermann 
Pinscher called George. He'd tried to ask her 
out, but she was very wary. Talking to some of 
his friends he found out she seemed to be 
quite unaware of her effect on boys. Indeed, 
despite SexEd, she seemed quite unaware of 
boys at all. The description "an innocent 
abroad" appeared to suit her to a T. 

           ------------------- 

Chad was fed up with history. What the hell 
did it matter? He knew the entire list of 
Superbowl teams and scores by heart. He was 
not happy. Life at the Harris County School 
got him down.  Still, after school he was 
going to meet his friends, Dick and Colin, and 
go to football practise. He concentrated on 
that till the end of the lesson. 

On his way out, he had the good luck to bump 
into Mimi. Really bump into her. He'd just 
turned a corner and she was coming the other 
way. The hand holding his books bounced over 
her luscious chest. He resolved not to wash 
that hand for a week. 

"Hi", she said.  Chad blushed slightly and a 
goofy grin broke on his face.  "Hi, Mimi.   
What are you doing this weekend," he blurted 
out in a rush.  He couldn't believe he'd said 
that!  She had caught him unawares, and he'd 
just said the first thing to come to mind. 

Mimi looked surprised, but just replied, 
"Well, nothing in particular, have you got any 
ideas?" 

He had. But not ones he could repeat to Mimi.   
"Er, um, y-yeah, w-well," he stammered, "er, 
how about you come to the game and watch me. 
We c-could go for a c-coffee or, uh, s- 
something afterwards. Or we could go round to 
my house?"  "Mom, makes great cookies!!" he 
said, with a flourish a few seconds later. 

Mimi looked at him for a few seconds. Gave him 
a bright smile, and "Okay!  If we don't see 
each other before then, I'll be at the 
football field on Sunday." She giggled and 
walked off.  Chad stood there, thunderstruck.   
"Wow," he thought. "I never realised it was so 
*easy*!" 

           ------------------- 

Later, at football practice, with Dick and 
Colin, Chad was recounting what had happened.   
The other two looked at him and Dick said, 
"See, I told you, you've just got to try, 
Chad.  They want it as much as you do, it's 
jest that they don't say it!".  Colin nodded 
and said, "Yeah, but make sure you've got some 
condoms, you don't want to get her pregnant, 
Chad!!!" 

Chad looked suitably chastened. "Yeah. Gotta 
be careful. I'll get some from the machine 
tomorrow night. Get her pregnant and I'd be in 
*real* trouble." 

Colin smiled, "Her Pa'd lynch you - you'd be 
up a tree, hanging, Chad!".  They all laughed, 
but Chad felt a little nervous.  He went home 
and relaxed though - watched a DVD (horror, 
which he loved, and this one was a real gore 
fest!) and then got out one of "his" magazines 
and played with himself. He always thought a 
good cum helped him to sleep.   

           ------------------- 

When Sunday came, he put all thoughts of Mimi 
out of his mind. He never even looked at the 
Cheerleaders when he played, in case they 
distracted him, and some of them were 
gorgeous.  He got his kit together, and his Pa 
drove him to the sports ground. He always did 
this, stopping to cheer him on and taking him 
home afterwards. Chad was hoping Mimi would be 
with them this time. 

As the team filed out, he scanned the benches 
surrounding the pitch. Sure enough, Mimi was 
there, swaddled in warm clothes, but looking 
as lovely as ever. 

After a shower and a change of clothes, Chad 
arrived in the car park to find his dad 
standing waiting. Next to him was Mimi.  They 
all got in the car, Mimi smiling all the time, 
and drove home. 

           ------------------- 

Chad's parents were going out for the evening, 
though they would be back in about three 
hours, and Chad was full of anticipation. It 
was all swinging Chad's way. He got Mimi and 
himself a Coke, and they sat in the TV room 
watching an old film for a while, and just 
chatting.  Chad realised time was getting on, 
and asked Mimi to come upstairs to his 
bedroom. She readily agreed. Chad couldn't 
believe how easy it was. 

Mimi sat down on his bed, and Chad sat down 
beside her.  Just feeling her next to him and 
catching her scent gave him a raging erection.   
He put his hand round her from behind. She 
didn't flinch so he draped his arm over her 
shoulder, his hand dangling just above her 
left breast.  He was feeling incredibly 
excited. He'd never been in a situation like 
this before. He moved just to ease the 
pressure on his dick. It felt so sensitive; he 
thought the slightest touch would make him 
come. 

She surprised him again, when she said, "Don't 
you want to kiss and stuff?" with a wide-eyed 
look.  He felt she was teasing him, even 
though she had this "innocent" reputation.  He 
carefully put his drink down. He didn't feel 
in control of the situation any more. It was 
much like she was the one in control. He 
wasn't sure about himself anymore. 

He leant over and kissed her, immediately 
trying to stick his tongue down her throat. 
She spluttered, pulled away, and said sternly, 
"Gently!".  He tried again and this time 
followed her lead. The kiss became more and 
more passionate, and, this time he pulled 
away. He'd thought he was going to come. 

"Sorry" he said. " I, uh, was getting rather 
excited". 

"What d'ya mean?" she said. 

"Well, I, er, you remember SexEd?  Remember 
what happens to boys?" 

She looked quizzical. "I didn't really follow 
the boy's stuff. Why don't you show me?" 

Chad looked stunned.  He suddenly felt very 
vulnerable and very out of control. 

She leant into him, her breasts pushing into 
his chest, and breathed, "pleaaaaasee?" 

Chad stood up, looked into her eyes, and said 
"OK, but only if you let me see you too."  He 
still knew what he wanted and now saw a way of 
getting it - if only he could take his clothes 
off without coming! 

She nodded.  He relaxed a bit. He couldn't 
wait to see her bush. 

Chad slowly stripped off, Mimi making an 
oohing sound when she saw the way his jockeys 
were pushed out in front, with a spreading wet 
stain half way up.  He carefully took them 
off, trying not to catch himself. 

Mimi looked astonished at the hard, wet 
erection.  That was enough. Chad came all over 
his front, and collapsed in a heap on the 
floor. 

"Gosh, Chad, what's that white stuff shooting 
out of your thingie?" she exclaimed. 

He couldn't believe how she'd lead him to 
this, and then asked *that*question.  He tried 
to explain, and saw she wasn't lying. She 
*hadn't* paid much attention to the boys stuff 
in SexEd.  Eventually, she looked at him and 
said, "My turn?" 

He couldn't wait. "Yes," he said with a grin 
the size of the Grand Canyon. 

She stripped off slowly, almost coquettishly, 
and gave him time to drink in her body. When 
she revealed her breasts, she heard a sharp 
intake of breath from Chad. As she lowered her 
panties, she saw Chad become wide-eyed.  Chad 
just sat and stared, thinking, "Gor! What a 
bush!" 

When she had finished, she looked at Chad, and 
at the obvious result of her strip.  "Chad," 
she wheedled, d'ya mind if I hold it?" 

Chad was almost speechless. He stammered out 
an OK and she went and sat next to him, 
grasping his penis with a firm hand and 
starting to stroke up and down. 

Chad was in heaven!  He had never felt this 
good before (well, maybe a little while ago, 
but it didn't compare to having Mimi's hand on 
his dick).  In no time at all, he was almost 
screaming with pleasure. Mimi had quickened 
her stroking, and with her other hand was 
cradling his balls. He knew he couldn't last 
much longer, and he was right, as he felt his 
jism boiling hotly up from deep inside him and 
exploding into the open air, falling back over 
him and Mimi's hands. 

Mimi looked interestedly at the pools of 
sperm, got up, and went to the bathroom to 
clean up.  When she came back in, he was still 
lying there. She looked at the clock, got 
dressed and went over to him. 

"Chad," she said. He looked up. "Your parents 
will be back in a few minutes. So get dressed 
and we'll go back down to the TV room." She 
stopped and grinned. "After all, we can always 
do this again - I won't leave you hanging 
Chad!" 

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