Tim the Teenage Vandal

Tim the Teenage Vandal:
Episode 9: Tim's Perfect Job

Episode Nine

Dave headed back to Seth's place, and met him in the barn where the ATV's were. Seth, as usual, was in his super skintight faded Wranglers, and of course Dave had worn his tightest Wranglers too. Both guys had cum stains in the front of their tortured jeans, and of course the moment they saw each other's skintight Wranglers they both got rock hard. Dave got even harder when he eyed the vandalized ATV with the shredded balloon tires and the shredded leather seat. Seth hopped on the good ATV and motioned for Dave to sink his skintight jeans into the seat behind him so that they could head over to the "pit" for some hot jackoff action. However, Dave seeing the vandalized ATV got an idea that he thought would be hot and be a fun way for the two tight jeans studs to jack off each other in their tortured skintight Wranglers.

"Hey, Seth, how 'bout we jack each other off on the vandalized ATV?"

Seth looked at the vandalized vehicle and his hard on got even harder buried in his skintight Wranglers.

"Yeah, we can try it and see what happens."

Seth got on the front of the ATV seat, sinking his skintight Wranglers into the shredded leather. He motioned for Dave to hop on behind him, which he did, sinking his skintight faded Wranglers into the back of the shredded leather seat. Dave smiled, knowing that it was he who had helped make that slashed seat possible, but he was not about to tell Seth about that! Dave put his arms around Seth, and the two rocked slowly on the ATV. It rocked back and forth, since its tires were shredded and extremely pliable. Dave then reached around Seth and felt his super hard cock buried beneath the tortured Wranglers. He rubbed and felt that hard hot meat, rubbing his chest against Seth's back slowly. Seth started breathing harder and harder, and soon Dave had rubbed Seth's hard cock buried in his skintight Wranglers to the point that Seth blew his load of hot creamy cum inside his tortured jeans. A huge cum stain showed up through the overstretched denim, and Dave rubbed it too, spreading Seth's hot manjuice all over Seth's skintight faded Wranglers, and then on his own.

The two guys then switched places; this time Seth sank his skintight cum-soaked jeans into the shredded leather seat behind Dave, and the process was repeated until Dave also shot his cumload into his skintight jeans. His load was not as big as Seth's since Tim pretty much kept Dave well "serviced" every time the two of them got together. A guy can only make so much hot creamy cum in a day, ya know!

Having helped each other cum in his skintight faded Wranglers, Dave headed home and Seth headed back into the house, with an agreement to meet again soon for some more hot jackoff action in their tortured skintight Wranglers.

Dave got a call one evening a few days later. It was Tim, and he was calling to ask Dave to come by the tire store that evening if he could. Dave had nothing better to do, so he got into his skintight faded levis and leather jacket, and rode his motorcycle, slashed seat and all, over to the tire store. Tim unlocked the back door and let Dave inside.

"Are you supposed to be here this late?" Dave wanted to know.

"Yeah, sure. Believe it or not, I'm getting paid overtime! And you know what else? I'm having the time of my life here! Around all these big beautiful tires all the time, handling and manhandling them--it's a blast! Follow me."

Tim motioned for Dave to follow him over to one of the bays where there was parked a SUV with big raised-letter tires. Dave noticed how sexy Tim looked in his now-dirtier skintight levis. Somehow those tortured skintight jeans looked even hotter when they were dirty from rubbing against all those tires for hours at a time. Tim reached down to his back pocket and with great difficulty because his levis were so skintight he pulled out his Buck lockblade knife.

"What the hell--" Dave was going to ask what Tim was up to, but Tim motioned for him to keep quiet. Tim opened the knife, locked the blade into place, and then stooping down, glanced up to Dave then then with a huge amount of force plunged the razor-sharp knife into the side of the 4x4 tire.

"Hey----" Dave was wondering if Tim had gone crazy, but just as he was about to ask what the hell was going on, with a great amount of effort and strength Tim grabbed the handle of the knife that was plunged into the defenseless tire and pulled the blade through the rubber, putting a huge gash into the side of the tire as air blew out of the tire in record time. All this time Tim was grinning and Dave could see Tim's cock was growing in his skintight levis to the point where it was quite noticeable. There was even a small wet spot where some precum had come forth from Tim's rock hard cock, staining the tortured levis. The sight of this teenager so brutally slashing that beautiful tire was making Dave harder than ever in his skintight jeans and leather biker jacket. Finally Dave got a word in.

"What the shit do you think you're doing!! Man, you just slashed this guy's tire! Who's gonna pay for that? Are you out of your freakin' mind Tim?"

"Calm down, Dave!" Tim demanded, "And let me explain things."

Dave sat down on some tires on the floor.

"Look, man I know it looks crazy, but I'm doing exactly what I'm supposed to. You see, these tires are being recalled, and so I'm going to take them off and replace them with some tires that have not been recalled. But the factory just found out that some dishonest dealers were taking the tires off the vehicle and then either reselling them to unwary customers or to used tire dealers who then sell them to the public. Well, the factory told the dealers to now render the tires unusable when they are removed, and I'm just doing exactly what they want!" Tim's face lit up. "Man, I CANNOT believe I have this job! Actually getting paid to slash tires all day long! It's a dream come true!"

Dave laughed, "Tim, you are one crazy dude, but I gotta hand it to you, you're not as dumb as you look! You're right, dude, you DO have the perfect job for you. Now if you could just get the factory who makes the motorcycles at the dealer where you also work to recall some leather seats for some reason or other....."

Both guys laughed at the thought of such a thing.

"Comon, Dave, you do a tire," Tim enticed him as he handed him his razor-sharp lockblade knife. Dave could not resist. "This is gonna be too good," Dave thought to himself.

[end of episode nine]

[to be continued....]

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