This story involves sex between men and minor boys as well as sex
between minor boys and girls. If this sort of material offends
you, exit now and do not continue. The situations and characters
portrayed herein are exclusively works of fiction and not
intended to represent any actual persons living or dead. Comments
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Copyright 1996 & 1997 by Taurak

"The Neighbor's Boys!"

Chapter 1

"Damn it, Jake, you never want to fuck anymore!" The dark haired
man sitting in the bathtub threw the washcloth angrily into the
water, making the sudsy soapy water splash up over his hard
straining erection. "You knew you were going to be gone this
week. Why didn't you wake me up and fuck me last night when you
got home and had the chance?"

The naked man standing in front of the mirror stopped shaving and
turned. He smiled at him and said, "Hey babe, you got dicked last
Saturday night. We're not kids anymore remember."

He looked up at Jake pouting and let his gaze travel down to the
jungle of black hair covering his pelvis. His flaccid prick was
resting against the heavy sack of balls hanging between his legs,
the smooth foreskin covering the tip of his joint. He licked his
lips and swallowed, "I know, but you're going to be gone for four
nights. I'd like to have something to remember until you get
back."

"For Christ's sake, Ed!" Jake turned his back to him and
continued shaving his neck, tilting his head back to stretch the
skin. "After sixteen years you should know what it's like. You're
not going to wither away if you don't get screwed this morning."

"It's not funny Jake." Ed picked up the washcloth and began
jacking his dick off in the tub with the cloth wrapped around it.
"I'm not getting any younger you know, neither are you for that
matter. One of these day's we won't be able to do anything at
all."

After putting the razor in the medicine chest, Jake bent over,
sloshed water on his face, then dried off. "Yeah ... yeah ...
yeah," he said. "At thirty eight years old, I can already see
that you have one foot in the grave and the other on a banana
peel. You're not old ... and we fuck enough. Hell, I'm ten years
older than you. You should be damn glad I can still fuck at all!"

"You've ... unh told me that ... ooooo ... often enough," Ed
stammered as his cum arched high into the air, landing back on
his soapy chest and thighs. He grunted as he reached for the
drain plug and pulled it out. "It wouldn't hurt to go back to bed
you know, we're both still naked. What would it hurt for one
quick fuck before you leave?"

"No can do babe," Jake said. "Ken will be here in a few minutes
to pick me up. I promise I'll fuck the shit out of you first
thing when I get back, you can make it, it's only four days."

"Sonofabitch," Ed swore softly under his breath. He just doesn't
understand, he thought. He doesn't realize that we're both
getting older and need as much sex as we can get ... while we can
get it. He climbed from the tub and began dressing. A few minutes
later as he was combing his hair, he heard the doorbell and
voices in the living room.

"Ed, I'll see ya in a week," Jake yelled up the stairs to him. "I
have to go are I'll miss my plane. I'll call you when I get to
Dallas!"

"Have a safe trip Jake," Ed replied sullenly as he heard the
front door shut. He went downstairs and peered through the living
room window as the car pulled away ... leaving him alone again.
Jake had been so busy lately, flying to Boston, then California,
Florida, Canada and Washington. He never seemed to be home long
enough to spend time with him anymore. Ever since he accepted
that damn promotion, his entire life had changed literally for
the worst. The income he was bringing in before the promotion was
more than adequate for them to survive.

He continued staring through the window and his eyes fell upon
the neighbors who had been moving in next door to him the past
two days. A single woman ... at least he thought she was. He had
met her yesterday and they spoke briefly but she was alone,
except for the movers. He had lent a helping hand yesterday with
the piano she had. The movers had trouble getting the huge thing
up the front porch steps and welcomed the extra help from him.
Today there were two boys with her, two very gorgeous looking
boys, maybe about thirteen to fifteen years of age from the
looks. "No," he thought. "These couldn't possibly be her son's,
she looks to young to even have children." He watched them for a
few more minutes and began to busy himself cleaning around the
house. He knew the lady next door, Betty Tanner, or Betty, as she
asked him to call her, was only thirty seven, a year younger and
a lot healthier looking than him as well. She never mentioned she
had son's during their conversation so he just figured they were
just helping her move.

Around noon he had just began to eat lunch when the doorbell
rang. "Never fails," he thought. He opened the door and there
stood one of the boys from next door. "Oh my God," Ed thought to
himself, almost feeling his heart about to burst from his chest.
He stared at the boy, totally speechless. He was gorgeous,
wearing only cut-off jeans, no shirt and barefooted. He had dark
blonde hair, the bluest eyes and the cutest little grin. He was
slightly tanned and slightly moist from sweat.

"Hi, I'm Dean, we moved in next door to you," he said. "Can I
come in please? this is getting a little heavy."

Ed suddenly realized the boy was carrying a vase in his arms. "Oh
please do come in son, I'm sorry, I'm just not used to seeing
kids in this neighborhood, it's mostly an adult community." He
watched as the boy passed by him through the door. He breathed in
deeply, taking in the aroma of fresh young boy and observed his
flawless body. There was no hair present on his chest , not even
a sparse growth from what he could tell. The smell of the boy was
intoxicating to him.

The boy gently sat the vase down on the floor and extended his
hand in friendship. "Mom said she wanted you to have this, for
being so kind and helping yesterday while the movers were here."
He looked around the house with wide eye's as he shook Ed's hand.
"She also said that she won't take no for an answer either,"
grinning sheepishly.

"Well Dean," Ed replied, shaking the boy's hand, " you tell your
mom I said thank you very much and it's a very beautiful vase
indeed. How about a soda, you look like you could use one pretty
bad right now."

"Oh wow, that would be great Mr. Dennis, thank you!"

"Call me Ed, Dean. I don't believe in formalities, just plain Ed
will be fine." He placed the sodas on the kitchen table and fixed
the boy a sandwich, completely forgetting that he had been eating
lunch when the boy interrupted him. They sat and talked for
awhile. The boy was full of all kinds of questions, asking him if
he was married. He and Jake had been lovers for quite some time
but no one had ever suspected. The neighbors knew them only as
two brothers who shared a house together and nothing more. The
boy was satisfied with this answer as well as he continued to
rattle on. Ed learned that the boy was thirteen and the other boy
was his brother, who's name was Steve and was fourteen. He still
had trouble believing that Betty could have two sons and still
look as good, figure wise, as she did. He also learned their
father had been killed in a freak on-the-job accident a few years
ago and they were just starting to get their lives back in order
again.

The boy continued eating his sandwich and drinking his soda.
Between mouthful's, he would ask another question, then another
and another. He kept glancing out the kitchen window at the pool
in the backyard. He thought it was so cool to move next door to
someone with a pool. Ed told him they were welcome to use it
anytime they wanted. His mind began to wander, visualizing the
boy in some skin-tight little bathing suit swimming happily
around in the pool. The boy thought the invitation to use the
pool was so great. They had a pool at their old house and were
very disappointed when they discovered the new house didn't have
one.

He couldn't help but look the boy over. The kitchen table had an
all glass top and he could see every inch of the boy's body
easily. His eye's focused on the boy's crotch and the bulge that
was present as well and felt his own cock beginning to stir in
his pants. The boy's chest had a cute little dimple directly
where his sternum was, he didn't have an once of fat on his body
and even though his cut-off jeans had dropped a little when he
had sat down, there wasn't even any tan lines present around his
slim, firm waist. Ed had to immediately turn his attention away
from the boy long enough for his erection to subside. The boy
quickly finished his sandwich and soda and announced he had to
get back to finish helping or he would be missed.

"Thanks again for lunch, Ed, sure hope we can talk again
sometime." he said, heading for the door.

"I would love that Dean, I enjoy a good conversation as well,
thanks again for the lovely gift and say hello to your mom for
me." Ed replied.

After he had left, Ed slumped down on the living room sofa. "My
God, what the hell is wrong with you? He was a kid for Christ
sakes, he probably doesn't even have hair on his balls yet. You
must be really sick to get that turned on by a kid." he thought
to himself. Regardless, as soon as the boy had begin walking to
the door, Ed's cock sprang to full attention again. If it wasn't
for the fact that the boy had his back to him, he would have
noticed the state that Ed was in from his presence. Ed closed the
drapes just enough so he could peer through them and continue
watching the boys work without the fear of anyone spotting him.

By early evening, Ed had been lazily lounging on the sofa
watching TV. Even though he really wasn't paying all that much
attention to the program that was on. All he could think about
was the boy next door he had met earlier, mentally undressing the
boy over and over again in his mind. He hardly even noticed the
doorbell ringing until the third time. He opened it and there
stood Betty with a semi-distressed look on her face.

"I'm sorry Ed, I probably woke you and that was not my intent."

"Come in Betty, I think I was so engrossed in the movie I didn't
even hear the doorbell at first. How can I help you?"

"I need to ask an important favor of you." She replied. "My job
called a few minutes ago and I'm afraid I have to work the night
shift this evening. I know this is a lot to ask and my boys will
be furious with me not trusting them alone but would you mind
keeping an eye on them this evening for me? We have TV and cable
as well, you'll only have to stay until they fall asleep then you
can leave if you like. It's their first night in the new house
and I'm mostly afraid for Dean, he is very hyperactive and prone
to nightmares and I'm just afraid he might have trouble adjusting
to his new surroundings."

"I would be more than happy to stay with them," Ed said. "I met
Dean earlier and he seems like a very nice boy. If they don't
mind putting up with me, I would enjoy the company as well."

The arrangement was finalized and Ed was to go over at 8 PM. He
could hardly wait to meet Dean's brother and hopefully strike up
a great and long-lasting friendship with both of the boys. When
he arrived, Betty was just getting her purse and preparing to
leave.

"The fridge is well stocked so please help yourself to anything
you like. The boys are upstairs and they know you're going to be
here if they need anything. Thank you Ed, you are so kind for
doing this for me."

"Don't worry about a thing, we'll get along just fine. You just
go to work and try not to worry about the boys while you're
away."

He sat down and began watching TV. He thought about Mr. and Mrs.
George who used to own this house. The old man had passed away
about a year ago and Mrs. George tried her best to take care of
this place, all alone until her health began to fail as well. Her
children had decided to place her in a nursing home and sell the
this place. It was just right for a starting family like Betty's,
plenty of room for her and the boys. There was only two other
homes in the subdivision that had kids but it was a nice change
of pace to have kids right next door to him. A few minutes later
he heard a ruckus upstairs and didn't quite know what to think
about it. He went upstairs and tracked the noise down to the last
room where he slowly opened the door. The boys were locked in a
full scale wrestling match, Wearing only their undershorts and
socks, rolling and tumbling around the floor, bumping into
furniture as they horsed around. He watched them for a few
minutes as one boy was on top, then the other and they were
really going at it pretty fiercely. Each time they would flail or
strain, their waist would arch up and the outline of their cock
and balls were displayed magnificently through the thin jockey
shorts they were both wearing. This was to much.

"Hi fellas," Ed said. almost scaring the boys half to death.

"Oh, hi Ed," Dean spoke first, standing up with his brother.
"This is my brother Steve, we were just having fun, we do this
all the time."

"Yeah, I heard all the noise from downstairs and wasn't sure if
you two were just playing around, or at each other's throats!" Ed
replied as he shook Steve's hand. "Hi Steve, pleasure to meet
you."

"Hi Ed, same here," the boy said, gripping his hand very firmly.
Neither boy seemed the slightest bit embarrassed about being in
their underwear in the presence of a total stranger.

He noticed that Steve favored his younger brother a lot, his hair
was slightly longer, he was much more muscular than Dean and he
was taller by about 2 inches, just enough to give him that extra
edge while wrestling his sibling. He had been right in his
earlier assessment of Dean. In their underwear, both boys were
beautifully tanned and no tan lines showed on their hips or
thighs. This let Ed know immediately that they were nude
sunbather's. He could feel his cock beginning to stir again and
felt he had better excuse himself before they noticed it.

"OK then, just wanted to introduce myself. I'll leave you boys to
your war and I'll be downstairs if you need anything."

Ed quickly excused himself and went back downstairs. He couldn't
get the vision of the two near-naked boys wrestling around on the
floor as they were doing. After seeing Dean earlier half-dressed,
then the sight he had just witnessed upstairs, this was more than
he could stand. He immediately went into the half-bathroom,
locked the door and sat down on the toilet. His mind was still
reeling from the sight upstairs and he quickly unzipped his fly
and pulled his massive dick out and began jerking off furiously.
"Damn that Jake!" he thought to himself as he stroked his meat.
"If he had just took the time to fuck me real good before he
left, maybe I wouldn't be so Goddamn horny right now!" He
continued beating his meat as he listened to the sounds coming
from upstairs. Visualizing the boys still wrestling around on the
floor, imagining that he was with them, embracing the boys,
letting his hands roam all over their young hard bodies, using
different holds on them to keep them firmly pinned down as he let
his hands brush and rub against their bulging crotches. Gently
fondling and squeezing their genitals as they all wrestled
together. He heard one of the boys yell out and that very
instant, his cock began spurting its load, spurt after spurt it
came until he was drained. He sat back on the toilet for a few
minutes, listening to the sudden quietness that was present in
the house. That must have been a victory yell he heard from one
of the boys, the match must be over with. He sat there a few more
minutes, wondering to himself which boy was victorious. He
cleaned the spent sperm that landed on his legs, thighs, groin
and the small sink as well, then went back into the living room
and relaxed.

Along about 10 PM he realized it was unusually quiet on the
second floor. "Could the boys be in bed and asleep so soon?" he
thought to himself. Soon the urge to investigate overwhelmed him
and he began to creep slowly up the stairs, trying to remain
quiet so as not to awaken the boys if in fact they were asleep.
As he approached their room, he could see there wasn't any light
appearing from underneath the door. He listened at the room door
for any signs of sound but none were heard. Carefully he turned
the knob and opened the door cautiously. His eyes slowly began to
focus and he saw the boys were in fact in their own beds and
sleeping. It finally dawned on him that after spending all day
moving and setting up furniture, then after their wrestling
fiasco to top off the day, both boys were just totally exhausted
and went to bed early.

He walked a few steps further into the room and stood very
quietly at the first bed, wondering which boy lay in it. Once his
eyes became fully accustomed to the dark. He peered at the boy
lying motionless on his back with a crisp white sheet pulled up
to his neck. He then realized it was Dean he was eyeing so
hungrily. There was a full moon that night. The cool light
filtered in through the leafy maple trees outside the upstairs
window and glanced over the bed, illuminating the scene with a
somewhat harsh white light. He knew the boy was fast asleep, his
breathing was slow and regular. He watched his chest rise and
fall for a while, wishing he could see what the boy looked like
under the sheet that covered him. He reached out and made a move
to feel the boy's face but caught himself and pulled his hand
back. He couldn't seem to control his impulses. He stretched out
his hand once more and let his fingers gently brush against the
smooth skin of the boy's cheek. He thrilled to the warmth of him
and wanted more. He let his fingers trail down over the boy's
lips, feeling his facial contours gently, being careful not to
awaken him.

Ed let his hand run down the boy's throat and managed to force
himself to stop, at least momentarily, where the sheet began. He
touched the material that covered the sleeping young body and
felt the warmth of his flesh radiating up through the sheet. He
had to see him naked. He began to slowly pull the sheet down over
the sleeping form, baring first his chest, then the tightly
muscled area of his stomach. He stopped denuding the boy just as
the sheet reached a few scattered hairs just above the boy's
groin. He put his hand on the boy's smooth chest and felt his
heart beating slowly. Ed could feel his own heart beating too,
only its pace was much faster than the boy's.

He let his hand glide over the boy until he could feel the small
but unmistakable ripples of his well-developed stomach. Ed hadn't
expected the boy to be so far along in his physical development
but he could tell when he met the boys that they were physical
fitness buffs. He looked at Dean's handsome, boyishly innocent
looking face. He reached out and felt his slender but promising
looking arms, feeling the warm and smooth suntanned skin. He
touched the boy's tousled blond hair, brushing it back over his
head, leaning closer and breathing in deeply of the boyish
essence. He wished he had raised a boy like Dean. His hands
continued to explore the boy's body, dipping now under the sheet
and feeling the sparse, newly grown hair of his flat groin. He
dared not remove the sheet completely, afraid that the sight of
the boy's naked cock would excite him to much. He contented
himself with feeling around blindly under the sheet until he
found what he was after. When he found it, he gasped so loudly he
thought he might have awakened the boy. The feel of the boy's
soft warm penis was enough to make his own cock jump and throb
inside of his pants. He played with the boy's small but promising
organ very gently.

He slipped his hand down under the boy's soft cock and felt his
hot, heavy testicles. He caressed the boy's scrotum with his
fingers and felt the egg-shaped nuts moving around in the sac. Ed
was dizzy and excited, not only sexually but emotionally as well.
He was actually holding the boy's young virility in his hand,
actually playing with the boy's balls, the balls that made the
hot sperm that he suddenly wanted to suck out of the boy's body!
His mind reeled with images of the thirteen year old boy's dick,
He had to find out how it looked, he couldn't control himself any
longer. Looking at the boy's face to see if he was stirring, he
pulled the sheet down all the way and let it hang over the foot
of the bed. The boy moved a little when the sheet came completely
off his body. Ed froze solid, he stayed perfectly still for a
moment. Then he turned his attention to the boy's pubic area. The
boy's dick was everything that he expected it to be. It was a
nice size for a boy his age. He stared at the rather thick length
of flesh that lay silent and warm-looking against the boy's upper
leg. The boy was circumcised and the head of his cock peeked up
at Ed with its single eye. He had to touch it, had to play with
it, even at the risk of waking the boy up.

A moan deep down in his throat erupted when he reached out and
felt the soft length of the boy's cock. He lifted it and moved it
around, looking at it in the dim white moonlight, examining it
with loving attention to every detail, every curve of it. He felt
he could have stared at Dean's dick all night, but he wanted more
to the boy than merely feel him. He wanted to taste him too, his
mouth began to water, he wanted to touch his lips to the boy's
smooth skin. He bent over his chest and kissed there ever-so
gently. He felt the boy stir when his lips touched him. He still
held the boy's warm cock in his hand, he could feel the warm
penis stirring, filling with blood and thickening, growing warmer
in his hand. Ed knew the boy would awaken soon if he kept
exploring his sleeping body but he could not resist any longer.
He let his kisses trail down to the boy's navel, then to the
curly growth of his pubic hair. He felt the warmth of the boy's
cock against his cheek now, felt the blood-heat radiating from
the organ. He let the boy's cock rub against his cheek and his
chin until he could stand it no longer. He touched his lips to
the boy's lengthening dick, which, although it was not overly
large, he still considered to be a tasty mouthful. His warm wet
lips encompassed the head of the boy's cock, wetting it with
saliva. He took the entire thing in his mouth and slowly worked
his tongue around the head and shaft. In no time at all, Dean's
dick was stiff and ready inside Ed's sucking mouth. He looked up
at the boy and saw that he was moving, writhing slowly, halfway
between sleep and consciousness. Ed knew the boy was coming to.
He removed his mouth from the boy's dick and placed his head
close to the boy's. His hand encircled the boy's hard dick and
began stroking it slowly up and down. When the boy opened his
eyes, he saw Ed smiling down at him affectionately.

Dean seemed startled at first. Then when he realized what was
happening to him, his shock subsided and his surprised expression
was replaced with a boyish grin. Ed was surprised at the ease the
boy had accepted his manipulations. He didn't seem to be afraid
at all and even placed his hand on top of Ed's and helped him
slowly stroke his dick. He spread his legs a little wider so Ed
could get a better feel, sighed deeply and lay there relaxed and
smiling as Ed continued playing with his dick and balls.

"Wow Ed, that sure feels good, p-please don't stop," he said.

"Oh my boy, I love you so much. I wanted you ever since I laid
eyes on you this afternoon."

"Yeah, I k-kinda figured you did by the w-way you were checking
me out earlier. I got horny just thinking about it in fact."

"Do you know I had your cock in my mouth while you were asleep?"
Ed said, his eyes blazing.

"Gee, no," Dean replied shocked. "Is that why it's so hard?"

"Yes my boy, that's why all right. Would you like me to put it in
my mouth again for you and suck on it till it squirts me full of
your sticky white stuff?"

"Oh shit, Ed! That'd be great! That'd be real great!" The boy
said, getting more and more excited at the idea of being sucked
off by Ed. He looked over at Steve who was still fast asleep. His
brother was gonna shit when he found out that he was missing out
on a blow-job. Him and his brother fooled around a lot together
and they both had gotten blow-jobs from a few of the girls in the
neighborhood where they used to live but this was the first time
that he had ever gotten one from a guy. He had a feeling Ed was
gay when he first saw the way he was checking him out today at
the front door. He remembered he was pretty scantly dressed and
he remembered the look on Ed's face when he opened the door. The
man's eye's had all but popped right out of his head.

Ed couldn't contain himself any longer. Pursing his lips, he
engulfed the head of the boy's erect penis and slowly sucked it
in all the way to the base. He began sucking on the boy's cock
with a passion, his hands running up under the boy's ass and
feeling his buttocks and the smooth balls that hung beneath them.
He was making little tongues of fire run up and down the shaft of
the boy's rod, making surging shocks of sexual electricity shoot
back and forth inside his nuts. Dean's buttocks flexed and
clenched against Ed's hands when his fingers slipped in between
the cheeks of his butt. Soon the boy was writhing uncontrollably.
Dean hadn't expected the experience to be so mind-bending. He had
never experienced such pleasure from any blowjob given to him by
girls.

Kneeling on the floor by the side of Dean's bed, Ed looked the
picture of hot lust. He saw Dean reaching down and clutching his
head, not wanting him to stop his mad assault on his young body,
the boy's hand clutching at his hair, trying to slow down the
sucking motion of his head, wanting to make this last as long as
humanly possible. "Oh Christ! Goddamn!" the boy said, clutching
tighter at Ed's sucking head.

"Oh yeah! yeah!" the boy grunted, arching his back, trying to
shove every last inch of his dick deep into that moist , warm,
tight cavern that was sucking the life out his body.

Ed tightened his mouth around the boy's thrusting cock, moving
his head faster and faster on the boy's tender shaft, his hand
closing gently, applying more pumping action on the boy's
tightening nuts, feeling them clench and unclench. He wanted
this, more than anything else he wanted this boy's sweet salty
cum spurting down his throat. The boy's body suddenly stiffened,
feeling the extra pressure Ed placed on his dick and balls, he
felt his nuts would explode in any second. This was simply to
exciting, having this man, this man he only met several hours
ago, now here with him, sucking his dick like there was no
tomorrow. He couldn't hold off much longer, couldn't keep his hot
cum in his nuts much longer. He had to shoot it. With a low
guttural cry, he let his wad loose from his nuts. His sperm shot
from his cock like bullets from a gun, blasting down Ed's sucking
throat and filling him with molten cum. He thrust out his hips,
shoving his cock deeper into Ed's throat. Ed heard the boy groan
as the volume of his ejaculation filled his throat, threatening
to strangle him. Dean noticed Ed seemed to love having his face
pumped full of his cum. Ed's face contracted against the boy's
shooting rod, seemingly to suck out the final remaining drops of
seed from the boy's pumping balls.

Ed was thoroughly enjoying this experience. He hadn't done
anything like it with a boy before. He wondered what Dean would
think if he knew this was the first time he had ever had a boy
cum in his face. He felt he had done well in his game of
seduction. However, he wasn't prepared for the huge volume of
sperm the boy had pumped into him. He thought he would choke on
the sweet, nutty tasting stuff. It poured down his throat in
torrents. He never would have imagined that such a young boy
could produce so much sperm.

He was reluctant to remove his mouth from this thirteen-year-old
dick. He wanted to keep it in his mouth forever, the taste and
feel of it was so powerful. But he eventually let the slow
softening thing free from his sucking lips, but not before
coaxing the last drops of the boy's cum from his sperm-pipe. He
pulled off and looked at his young lovers face. The boy seemed to
be daydreaming, his eyes blissfully shut, his face soft and
inviting, his body naked and relaxed. He kissed him fully on the
lips. Then kissed his chin and throat, letting his wet lips
travel down the boy's chest and all the way to his navel. He
licked his belly-button and pressed his lips against the boy's
lower belly. He tangled his tongue in the boy's lightly-haired
groin. He grabbed his sperm-covered balls and kneaded them while
he kissed his groin. He rubbed his still half-hard cock, too,
rubbed it until it stiffened up again, even after he had shot his
wad only a few moments ago. He put his hands on the boy's legs
and got on his knees before him, licking up the sperm that had
dribbled onto the boy's legs. He licked the boy's dick which was
growing stiff and hot again and he knew their night was far from
being over.

"Say Dean, why don't we go into the guest room, that way we wont
have to worry about waking up your brother."

Dean's eyes popped wide open, he had completely forgotten they
were not alone in the room and he quickly glanced over at his
still sleeping brother. The boy hadn't moved, he was still out
cold. Dean decided that finding another room was a good idea and
he wanted Ed all to himself for awhile. He stood up, a little
wobbly-legged at first but with Ed's help, they managed to ease
quietly out of the room and move two rooms down the hall to the
guest room. It was still cluttered with unpacked boxes but at
least the bed was assembled. He knew their mother didn't get off
work until about 3 AM so they still had a few hours to spend
together before she got home. Dean turned on the small lamp on
the night-stand and Ed begin to quickly undress. He had needed to
free his raging hard cock from the confining jeans he was
wearing. Dean watched him as he undressed, anticipating seeing
the first naked man he had ever seen before in his life. He had
never even seen his own father naked. His mouth nearly dropped to
the floor when the man's huge dick and balls came into view in
the dimly lit room. To him it looked almost a foot long. He
wasn't far off though. Ed sported a 9 inch erection that he was
most proud of. His nuts resembled two walnuts encased in a bag of
skin. Ed never let his pubic hair get out of control so he always
kept it neatly shaven. He looked at the boy who's eyes were
completely transfixed on his enormous dick. The boy unconsciously
licked his lips and Ed's eyes got wide from the thought of those
pretty young boy's lips surrounding his hard pulsing cock.

Ed walked over to the boy who's eyes never once left his
outstretching dick. The boy was totally hypnotized, he couldn't
even utter a single word as he continued staring at the biggest
cock he had ever seen in his young life. He gently reached out
and stroked Ed's throbbing tool, rubbing his thumb over the
massive mushroom shaped head. His small hand wrapped around the
organ, squeezing gently, trying to touch his fingertips together
but it wasn't happening, the shaft was so thick that even when he
squeezed, his finger tips were still almost an inch from each
other. With his free hand, he reached further down and lifted the
heavy ball sac of the man, feeling the nuts as they gently moved
around inside. He gently applied pressure to the scrotum, feeling
the giant cock jump in his hand and hearing Ed moan in pleasure.
The sudden sound shocked him out of his trance and he looked up
at the man. Ed leaned forward and gently kissed the boy on his
forehead. He began backing slowly towards the bed, the boy
following him, never releasing the hold he had on the man's
genitals.

Ed sat down on the edge of the bed, the naked boy standing before
him. Ed could see his entire boy much better in the dimly lit
room. He was right, the boy had absolutely no tan lines around
his hips or thighs. He obviously was either a nudist, or simply
sunbathed nude. Even his dick was perfectly tanned. Ed spread his
legs wide and the boy kneeled down between them. The boy was face
to face ... err ... face to cock with the man's huge monster. The
slit was slightly wet from the man's precum that had already
begun to ooze from it. The boy leaned forward and flicked out his
tongue, swiping the drop of fluid from the tip of it and backed
away. He had a slightly puzzled look on his face as he savored
the drop of liquid rolling about on his tongue. He liked it, the
saltiness and thickness of it. He had tasted his own emission
once but this was much thicker than his own. He took a deep
breath, opened his mouth as wide as he could and plunged down
over the head of the man's cock. Ed jumped when the boy's head
plunged on him. At first the massive head bumped against the
boy's teeth but eventually went in. The boy was working
frantically, trying to sheath his teeth and take as much of that
cock in as he could. Ed loved the boy's determination to please
him and tried to lower himself a little more off the edge of the
bed, trying his best to make the job a little easier for the boy.

Dean relaxed for just a few seconds, breathing through his nose
and accepted the truth that he had as much of the man's cock in
his mouth that he was going to get. He felt the head of the thing
touching his tonsils and dripping pre-cum down his throat. He
reached under the cock and grabbed the man's tightly swollen cum-
filled nuts and began pulling on them while he sucked that
massive dick. Ed resisted the temptation to thrust in and out of
the boy's mouth for fear he might injure him. He let the boy suck
at his own pace, shuddering now and then as the boy's sharp teeth
gently scraped along the sides of his shaft. It felt so wonderful
to him. A few hours ago he was frustrated at the thought of going
an entire week without any sex and now this beautiful boy had
come into his life. Soon the boy's head was increasing in speed
and the massive cock was banging against the back of his throat
like a battering ram of flesh. The boy was not afraid, although
the throbbing thing nearly made him choke each time it hit
against his tonsils. He sucked for dear life.

Ed was enjoying the boy's eager sucking. He stroked the boy's
hair and swayed back and forth to the boy's sucking motions. He
knew he was about to fill that pretty face with cum. He felt he
ought to warn the boy of the impending ejaculation so that he
could either prepare to swallow the load or pull off just before
it happened. He knew it was the boy's first time and he neither
expected or would force the child to swallow his load he knew was
forthcoming.

"Listen Dean, I'm about to shoot," he started. "You don't have to
go any further if you don't want to. You can stop now and finish
me off with your hand if you'd like."

The boy neither stopped nor did he slow his actions. His small
head began to pound into the cock with even greater force and
speed. The mad rhythm of his pummeling made Ed's entire body
shake. Ed's hands suddenly gripped the bed sheets so tightly that
his knuckles turned white. The boy gripped the man's legs, his
fingernails digging into the flesh as he continued his relentless
sucking on the man's massive cock. Ed's eyes rolled back into his
head as orgasm hit him. He quickly grabbed the boy's head, pulled
his shaft out until only the head remained in the boy's mouth
just as his sperm made its mad rush through the sperm tube and
flooded out into the boy's mouth. His legs closed tightly against
the boy's head as his dick pumped what felt like gallons of sperm
into the boy's mouth. It was to much for the boy, he swallowed
frantically but it still began to dribble from between his lips.
The boy gurgled and choked slightly but continued swallowing as
fast as he could, still trying to force his head further down
onto that shooting cock. Finally the orgasm subsided and Ed
relaxed his grip on the boy's head, his dick slipping from
between the boy's lips with a loud pop. The boy sat there,
breathing heavily and smiling like a Cheshire Cat.

"I don't believe it," he said. "I did it, I actually did it!"

"Oh yeah my little boy, you did it all right." Ed replied. "Never
have I had a more gratifying head-job than what you just gave
me."

Ed lay back on the bed. He couldn't believe the pleasure he had
just experienced from the small boy. Dean climbed up on the bed,
laying next to him and wrapping his arms around the man's chest.
He sighed softly as the man stroked his hair lovingly. Ed could
feel the boy's rock hard dick poking his leg and wanted to feel
it plunging in and out of his ass with the same force the boy had
shown while sucking him off. He reached for the boy, lifting him
off the bed and placed him on top of his own body, straddling his
face. The boy yelped in surprise as he felt his cock being
quickly sucked into Ed's hot mouth again. The man wrapped his
lips around the head of the boy's sex and gently sucked at it.
She nibbled the sensitive flange around the head of the boy's
organ, making him shiver each time his teeth scraped against his
cock. He reached under the boy's dick and pulled at his nuts
while he worked him over. He thrilled to the softness of the
boy's scrotal sac and the warm life inside of it. It made him
melt inside with the thought of holding a young boy's nuts in his
hand.

Dean was enjoying the loving gentle work being performed on his
cock. He hadn't known that sex could feel this good. He had shot
off thousands of time when he played with himself or when he and
his brother jerked each other off but that had always been fast
and furious. The way Ed worked on him was more relaxing, more
deeply satisfying. He knew that when he finally came, it would be
wild beyond belief. Ed slurped at the boy's juicy dick for a
while and then pulled off, licking up and down the root of his
dick for a while. He reached out and gave him a few gentle pulls,
which made the boy stiffen and sit straight up. He could tell
from the tension in the boy's young legs that he was ready to cum
again. He kept his tongue away from the boy's penis, forcing
himself to leave the boy's dick alone until his tension subsided.

"Would you like to fuck me in my ass now?" he asked the panting
boy.

"Shit yes! Please let me do it! Right now Ed! Please!" he gasped.

"Not so fast son," Ed added and smiled. "I want you to be slow
and gentle, I want to really enjoy it. Does your mother have any
Vaseline?"

The boy quickly climbed off of him and darted out of the room,
his outstretched dick pointing the way for him. In less than a
minute he returned with the jar. Ed took a small handful of the
lubricant and covered the boy's dick with it, caressing the warm
dick and rubbing it with the stuff, making the boy convulse from
his rubbing action. Ed rolled over on his stomach and instructed
the boy to lay on top of him. The boy did as he was told, Ed
reached behind him, grabbed the boy's dick and guided it into his
hot hole. He told Dean to ease it into him, being gentle and
slow. He pushed his pelvis towards him, watching Ed's face for
any sign of disapproval. He saw none. Ed encouraged him in his
work, telling him in warm whispers how good he was making him
feel. He felt the boy's cock-shaft penetrating his ass, rubbing
gently past his sphincter muscle, making him shiver with delight.
The boy took his time easing himself into him until his sparse
pubic hair was tangling with the sparse hair on Ed's ass.

When the boy had impaled the man all the way up to his balls, he
told him to begin moving in and out of his sucking hole, and he
obeyed. He pumped into him to fast but slowed his pace when he
saw that he wasn't quite satisfied. He was learning fast, Ed
thought. He told the boy to gyrate his pelvis a little, scraping
his cock-head against the soft, sensitive inner walls of his anal
canal. The boy's dick felt like a pulsating, thrusting corkscrew
fucking away inside of him. He began to move with the boy. Dean
felt the man heating up, felt the manly flesh moving beneath him.
It made him feel powerful to know that he was making this man
writhe so hotly. He pulled his young tool almost out of him, then
forced it all the way back in on each stroke. He heard the
sucking sounds that emanated from the juncture of his cock and
the man's hot, tight ass while he fucked into him. The sounds and
scents of hot fucking filled the air in the room. This was more
exciting than any sex act Dean ever imagined while pulling
himself off in the privacy of his room. Ed reached behind him,
grabbed the boy's long slender arms and wrapped them around his
waist. The boy understood, he squeezed Ed around his waist and
increased the strength and speed of his thrusts into him. His ass
felt white-hot from the friction. He began to match the boy's
pummeling movements, arching his back up off the bed and meeting
the boy's downward thrusts. The pace of the fucking was slowly
increasing as they both rose to the sexual heights of ecstasy.
Soon the bed was bouncing, the pillows tossing and the sheets
slipping and sliding beneath them.

Dean felt his hot cum-filled testicles slapping up against Ed's
hot tight ass. Ed felt the boy's hard-on stiff and unyielding
inside his hot ass-channel, thrusting in and out of him with
abandoned lust. Dean was beginning to sweat, beginning to pant.
His mouth was wide open and his eyes were darting about the room,
unable to fix on anything. As far as he could tell, there was
nothing in the world now except this tight, hot-assed man he was
fucking. He could hear Ed's moans of pleasure mingling with his
own moans and gasps.

Ed's body suddenly exploded with orgasm. His dick shooting off on
its own accord. Blasting shot after creamy shot of male jism up
against his belly and flooding down onto the bed sheets. He felt
the boy blowing his wad into his hot ass at the same time he
shot. He yelled out loud when he felt the boy's seed squirting up
inside him. The boy slammed in right to the hilt, moaning loud
and long as he came, feeling like his nuts were being pumped out
of his body, being squeezed and forced out through his squirting
sperm tube into the man's ass. His breathing was fast and short.
Ed could feel the boy's breath on the back of his neck. The air
was full of their low sounds of love. A stillness surrounded
them, shutting out the rest of the world. It was no wonder they
didn't see or hear the figure standing there in the doorway.

Steve had been standing in the bedroom doorway for a long time,
not daring to move a muscle or make a sound. He was staring bug-
eyed at the wild goings-on on the bed. He had trouble believing
what he saw. He had awakened with a raging piss-hard and went to
drain it. He hadn't even noticed that his younger brother wasn't
in bed. He stumbled to the bathroom half asleep and drained his
dick and it was at that time, his head begin to clear and he
heard the low moans coming from the room adjacent to the toilet.
He opened the bedroom door and was greeted with the shock of his
young life. It looked like his brother had his dick stuck in the
neighbor's ass. But that couldn't really be! He just stood there
staring, wondering if he was dreaming and if not, would they
notice him there.

He knew that a guy was supposed to shove his dick into a girls
cunt and pound away until he squirted cum inside of her. Him and
his brother had jacked off a lot together but had never even seen
a real cunt before. They had some pictures of cunts and even a
few of guys fucking them but they kept these photos a secret from
their mom. Only bringing them up when they jacked off together.
But this! He had never even heard of a guy fucking another guy up
the ass yet alone witnessing it right here in his own home! He
was amazed that Dean and Ed were doing it. A man old enough to be
their own father. A strange feeling came over the fourteen year
old. Least he thought it was strange at the time. The longer he
watched the scene on the bed, the more he wished he could join in
as well. His dick began to rise again in his shorts. After about
five minutes of staring at Ed and his brother performing on the
bed, he was incredibly horny himself.

Ed turned his head dreamily towards the door, realizing there was
a light coming from somewhere other than the small lamp. He
yelled as if he was being murdered when he saw the figure
standing there. He bolted from the bed, almost knocking Dean to
the floor in the process. He quickly slammed the door in Steve's
startled face, yelling at him through the door not to move. He
turned to the boy still on the bed, his eyes filled with terror
and shame and almost crying. Dean just stared back at him. He
couldn't understand why Ed was so upset, it was only Steve. He
didn't care if Steve was watching them. Why was Ed so upset. He
just stayed there on the bed, on his knees, waiting for Ed to
come back to bed and they could continue.

"Come on Ed, lets do some more!" Dean suggested. "I'm all ready
again!"

And to Ed's amazement, he saw that the boy was indeed ready
again, his dick stiff and tense in front of him, cum still
dripping from it from his last ejaculation. He didn't know what
to do. Part of him said jump back in bed with this amazingly
virile young boy while another part of him told him to run from
the house and never return. Not knowing which one to heed, he
just stood there frozen into inaction. He couldn't move until he
saw Dean scramble off the bed and walk towards him, a hot glow in
his eyes.

"No Dean! No more! Not now!" he spat out the words at the boy.

When he saw the hurt look on the boy's face, he softened
somewhat. It wasn't the boy's fault, he thought to himself. He
made his own bed and he had to lie in it. He just wished he could
lie in it alone, at least until he thought out his problems. He
stared at the boy looking at him, the hurt and rejection clearly
registering in his young eyes.

"I think you had better go back to your room son,"

"Ed, why, what did I do wrong?" he whimpered. His dick rapidly
deflating. "Please don't make me go, I want to do more, we still
have time left before mom gets home."

"No I said! No more tonight! I never ... I shouldn't have even
... oh God I'm such an idiot! We never should have done what we
did!"

"But why Ed? Why not? You didn't make me do it, I wanted to do
it. Please don't feel bad about it now. Steve would never tell on
us."

"I'm sorry Dean, just go back to your room! We can never do this
again! Not now! Not ever!"

Dean stormed out of the guest room, down the hallway and slammed
his bedroom door behind him. Steve was still standing outside the
guest bedroom door, looking at Ed, wondering why he had slammed
the door in his face so abruptly. Ed began getting dressed as the
older boy watched him, not uttering a sound. Ed decided to speak.

"I suppose there's no point in denying that you saw something in
here, son." Ed said, his voice nervous and wavering. "However,
it's finished now and you are to forget it, understand?" he
asked, unable to look the boy in the eye.

There was a long and nervous silence, during which Ed was unable
to keep his obviously frightened eyes from wandering over the
body of the young boy that stood before him. He couldn't help
noticing how cute the boy was with the expression of wonder and
confusion on his young face. He looked just like his younger
brother. His youthful body was as perfectly tanned as his younger
brothers was, probably no tan lines as well. Ed was afraid to
think about what was going on in that innocent young mind,
however, he could see clearly enough what was going on between
his innocent young legs. He looked at the boy's crotch and beheld
a lump that could only be caused by a hard penis swollen with
excitement. If only Betty hadn't raised such sexually responsive
kids, maybe he wouldn't be in the mess he's in right now. Still
the boy didn't answer.

"Do you understand son?" Ed asked once more, his voice returning
to normal.

Steve just looked him in the eye and nodded, he still couldn't
speak. His mind was still reeling and trying to assemble and make
sense out of what had just transpired in the last ten minutes of
his life. Ed sent the boy back to his room as well. After hearing
the room door close behind the boy, he quickly removed the cum-
stained sheets from the bed and replaced them with fresh sheets
from the hall closet. He took the soiled sheets home to wash
later and quickly returned to the boy's home, then sat and waited
for their mother to return home.

Chapter 2

Ed's hands were so shaky he could barely pour himself a cup of
coffee that morning. He hadn't slept at all that night. When the
boy's mother returned home, she was surprised that he waited for
her and thanked him over and over again. He had quickly excused
himself and came home. He felt his head was about to explode from
the headache he was experiencing that morning. He had taken about
half a dozen Tylenol and waited for the pain to subside while he
nervously drank his coffee.

He looked at the clock seemingly every ten minutes, wondering
when it was going to come, waiting for it to come, knowing that
it was just a matter of time before Steve would tell his mother
what happened that night, she would go stark-raving mad, call the
police and they would come for him. He waited and cried. Felt his
life was over. Wishing he hadn't done what he did that night.
Wondering how could he have deflowered that young boy in the
perverse manner that he did. The phone rang and he almost hit the
ceiling. He nervously answered it and discovered it was only
Jake.

"Hey babe," Jake started. "Where the hell you been? I've been
calling ever since I got here yesterday. What happened?"

"Hi love," Ed replied. "I baby-sat for Betty last night. She had
to work the night shift so I sat with her boys."

"Oh I see," Jake added. "I saw those boys as we were pulling
away, I wondered if they were hers. Well, just wanted you to know
I made it here OK. You have the number here if you need me. Gotta
go, bye babe."

"Miss you love, cant wait for you to get back." Ed said and hung
up.

He wondered what would Jake think of him when he got back and
found he had been locked up for molesting a child. He sat at the
kitchen table still contemplating his next move. What could he
possibly say to the boy's mother to justify what he did to her
youngest son. She knows, he thought, surely she knows by now what
I have done. He placed his head in his hands and wept. He
continued sobbing for a long time, completely unaware that a set
of eyes were watching him through the window of the kitchen door.

Steve had come over carrying a freshly baked cherry pie his
mother had made. He saw Ed crying so hard that the table actually
shook from it. He could only guess that the man felt so
incredible guilty about what happened last night. He wished he
had never interrupted their fun. Dean was angry at him for waking
up and coming in. He felt that because of his interference, Ed
didn't want to play with him anymore. He could even see that his
presence that night embarrassed and humiliated this man to no
end. He had explained to Dean that he wasn't angry at him or Ed.
He was just shocked by what he saw and he actually had intended
on asking them if he could play too but Ed suddenly went
ballistic as soon as he saw him. He watched the sobbing man for a
few more minutes then gently knocked on the glass and stepped
away from the door.

Ed quickly wiped his eyes, and peered cautiously through the
window. His heart almost stopped when he saw the older boy
standing there. He reluctantly opened the door.

"H-hi ... Ed ... sir," the boy stammered. "M-mom baked a pie for
you in a-appreciation for your sitting with us last night. Please
t-take it."

"Thank you son," Ed replied, his voice noticeably sad and broken.

Steve just stood there, hoping that maybe Ed would invite him
inside. Ed just stared sadly at the pie, almost forgetting the
boy was still standing quietly in front of him. He looked
directly into the boy's eyes and saw not hatred or disgust or
loathing for the man, but instead, a very compassionate and calm
stare.

"Would you like to come in Steve?" he asked. "I think we need to
talk."

"I'd like that very much Ed." he replied.

The boy stepped inside, awkwardly nervous, and waited for Ed to
close the door behind them. They sat at the table after Ed poured
the boy a glass of milk and sliced a hunk of pie for him. He
didn't really know how or where to begin with the boy. His mother
baking the pie let him know right away that the boys had kept
their mouths shut and not told her anything about the nights
activities.

"Steve ... I want to ... just," Ed had trouble finding the right
words. "Shit! Steve, what I did to your brother last night was
inexcusable. I'm ashamed of myself for it, I never should have
laid a hand on him."

Steve was very calmly eating pie and looking directly at Ed. Then
he grinned at how uncomfortable the poor man looked. Ed saw the
boy's expression change suddenly and wondered what was going on.

"Why are you smiling son?"

"Are you kidding me Ed? I sure don't know what the hell you're
feeling so ashamed about. Dean had the time of his life. He told
me every single detail that went on and he thinks you're the
greatest thing since Nintendo!"

Ed just sat there wide-eyed and mouth gaping as the boy went on
and on, outlining what had happened and all the details his
brother told him about after he got back to his bedroom. He
explained that Dean was heartbroken that Ed had suddenly turned
on him and sent him away. He explained how he was being blamed
for what happened and he wanted Ed to know that what happened
that night would never, ever be revealed to his mother. All he
wanted was for him to keep doing with Dean the same things that
they had done that night.

Ed didn't know what to say. He couldn't believe that he was face
to face with a fourteen year old boy begging him to have sex with
his thirteen year old brother. This was a trap, it had to be.
This couldn't hardly be happening.

"And what do you get out of this deal?" Ed asked the boy.

"This isn't a bribe Ed." the boy continued. "You made my brother
very happy. Neither of us has been all that happy since our dad
died. He loves you Ed and he loved what you guys did together. He
didn't get hurt so neither of us see the harm in it. Please don't
feel bad about what you did. I saw you crying through your window
and I think you're punishing yourself worse than we ever could."

Ed was touched by the honesty and compassion coming from such a
young boy. He begin to feel like a new man again. He felt he
could trust these boys to keep their activities secret. He
noticed the boy still staring at him. The same stare he had last
night in the bedroom. He had suspected then the boy wanted some
of the same action that he had seen him and his brother engaged
in. He let his gaze slowly travel down to the boy's crotch and
noticed a distinct bulge present there. His mouth watered as he
thought about sucking this boy off right on the kitchen table. He
gazed back into the boy's eyes and detected a wanting look in
them. The boy's Adam's-apple bobbed suddenly in his throat,
hoping that maybe Ed would see the look in his eyes and possibly
consider him as well. He felt the boy wanted something for his
trip over. He knew he couldn't send the boy home in his present
state, his mother would notice immediately.

"Stand up son," Ed said softly, watching the boy leap to his feet
without hesitation.

Ed looked around first, quickly drew the curtains on the kitchen
window and the door. Steve watched in quiet anticipation as Ed
slowly undressed him. Ed removed the boy's shirt, marveling at
the strong firm chest of the boy. He then removed the boy's
sneakers one at a time. The boy wore no socks. He then rubbed the
bulge in the front of the boys cut-offs, causing him to squirm
and sigh in pleasure. He then unzipped the fly and slowly slid
the cut-offs down his slender long legs. The sudden release of
the boy's dick from the cut-offs caused the soft material of his
undershorts to push way out in front of him. They both stared at
it for a minute, watching it throb and pulse with each heartbeat
of the boy.

Ed leaned forward and engulfed the cock, undershorts and all,
with his mouth, The boy moaned loudly as he felt the hot wetness
surrounding his dick. Ed sucked contentedly on the boy's dick
through his undershorts until the cotton was soaked with his
saliva. The boy was ecstatic with pleasure as this man sucked his
swollen dick. He reached down, grabbing the man's broad shoulders
and steadying himself. Ed sucked him for another minute then
released his dick. The cotton fabric of the boy's undershorts
were hot and wet. Ed slowly removed them from the boy's body,
watching the dick spring out and nearly slap him in the face. He
immediately dove down again, taking the entire length into his
mouth, plunging completely down until his forehead slammed into
the boy's belly.

"Jesus Christ!," Ed heard the boy yell out as he sucked him
completely in.

Ed reached between the boy's long, slender legs and cupped his
throbbing balls in his hand. He fondled them lovingly and soon
the tempo of his sucking increased two-fold. He could feel the
boy's legs becoming wobbly and felt the child would collapse. He
quickly grabbed the boy's buttocks, never once breaking the
suction action on his tender dick, lifted the boy up and laid him
down on the kitchen table. The boy's arms fell to his sides, his
legs dangling off the edges of the table and he let Ed have him
without a word of protest. His eyes began to flutter as he began
to experience the best blow-job of his young life.

"GNUUGGGH! Christ, you're sucking my cock! oh damn! oh fuck! I
don't believe it! UUNNGGHH!" He grabbed Ed's head and began
humping, unable to control his reaction to Ed's greedily sucking
mouth. This was too good. Dean had told him how well Ed sucked
his dick last night. He would never doubt his little brother ever
again. This blow-job was by far better than any he had ever
gotten from a girl. Shivers shot up his spine and his asshole
puckered as the man slurped wetly on his aching dick, drawing his
cum from his balls. "Oh fuck! Jeezz, Ed! Suck me! Suck me!"

Ed's head was bobbing wildly. He clutched at the back of the
boy's thighs with both hands as he slipped his mouth back and
forth on the tender dick before him, sloshing his tongue all
around the tender joint. His own body was afire with new lust, a
lust he thought had died, killed instantly when he was discovered
by this very same boy last night. All he could think about now
was his feverish desire to have this boy squirt hot cum in his
cock-torturing mouth, and he was doing everything he could to
make it happen! His face was contorted as he sucked and pulled on
the boy's tender member. Just like his younger brother, his thick
young shaft was so delicious it was almost unbelievable, as he
knew his cum would be as well. His lips made smacking sounds on
the boy's rod as he sloshed his tongue over the spongy head and
strove to draw the sweet sperm from his nuts.

"KKKEEERRRIIISSSTTT!" the boy cried out. He was pumping quickly,
pushing his swollen throbbing tool between Ed's lips as he sucked
on it fiercely. He could feel his cum boiling in his balls and
flowing up through his groin to the base of his dick. "Suck me!
Suck me off! Oh fuck, I'm gonna cum!" Steve wailed loudly. The
tendons on his neck stood out and his eyes squinted as he watched
his cock plunge in and out of Ed's mouth.

The instant the huge pole began swelling between his lips, Ed
started to swallow, and was prepared for the geyser of semen that
shot into his mouth. It came in spurts, the boy's dick jerking
violently each time a jet of liquid shot out, spraying his
tonsils. He swallowed thirstily, drinking the boy's glorious
fluid, savoring every precious drop the boy had to offer him.
After sucking the last drops of cream from the boy's dick, Ed
licked the pulsating peter clean before standing up and looking
down at the satiated young boy laying spread-eagled and semi-
conscious on his kitchen table.

"My God Steve, when was the last time you've cum?" He asked,
having trouble believing that the boy shot as much as he did. It
was even more than his younger brother had shot into him.

Steve was still shaking as he replied, "I just did it this
morning Ed. I got so horny after Dean told me all the stuff you
did to him, I just had to jerk off."

"As much sperm as you shot son, I thought maybe it had been weeks
since the last time you had cum!"

When the boy sat up, moaning, Ed grabbed a beer from the fridge,
dropped into a chair and took a long drink from it. He watched
Steve's dick continue to throb at full erection, showing no signs
at all of going down, even after that massive eruption he had
just had. He was amazed the boy could still remain so hard after
such a powerful ejaculation.

"Steve, I know this came as a surprise to you, but at the same
time, I think you liked it. You haven't been sucked off very much
before, have you?"

"Well, no, not really, a few times by some of the girls in our
old neighborhood, but nothing, I mean nothing like what you just
did."

"Girls Hun? Tell me, Steve, have you ever fucked a girl?" he
said, surprised at his own coolness in asking the boy that.

"No, I-I've never screwed a girl before," the boy said,
swallowing hard. "I've done other things though, like just
fooling around with them."

"Like what, son?"

He coughed nervously. "Well, I mean, like, you know, eating girls
and things." He turned red with embarrassment. "That's the main
reason we had to move. I caught got eating the girl next door in
our old neighborhood and her mother threatened to call the cop's
on us."

"OK, I see." Ed replied. He felt he should stop questioning the
boy any further. It was obvious he was embarrassed and ashamed
about what happened in his last neighborhood.

"Did you enjoy watching your brother fuck my ass last night,
Steve?"

"Boy did I ever, I mean, he looked like he was having the time of
his life too."

"Do you think you'd like to try it sometime as well?" Ed asked,
nervous and sweating.

The boy swallowed hard, his dick jerked up spasmodically. "I sure
would, Ed, I'd like that very much. Have you ever fucked a boy in
the ass before?"

Now it was Ed's turn to swallow hard. He could feel his own dick
rising and straining in his pants. "No, Steve, I've never fucked
a young boy before."

The boy was silent for a moment. He just sat there, watching his
dick bob up and down with each beat of his heart. He wondered if
he had fucked Dean last night. Dean swore that he hadn't but he
wasn't sure if his little brother had just wanted to keep that
information from him. "Do you think we could try it right now, if
that's OK with you I mean."

"Oh my boy," Ed replied, his heart beating like a trip-hammer. "I
would love that."

Ed helped the boy down off that table and gathered his clothes
together. He felt the master bed would be much more comfortable
for the both of them. He followed the boy upstairs, playfully
reaching between his legs and tickling his firm little balls and
making him giggle in the process. The boy glanced back at him
wickedly. He was quickly losing a lot of his shyness and feeling
much more relaxed in the man's presence. He directed the boy to
the bedroom and began to immediately undress. The boy sat on the
side of the bed and lay back resting on his elbows, his dick
lying perpendicular against his belly. He watched Ed in
fascination as he undressed. He could hardly wait to see that
monster-sized dick he had seen just last night.

Ed could see the same look of anticipation in Steve's eyes as he
saw in his brothers. When his boxers came off and his cock sprang
into the view, he heard the boy gasp out loud. He walked over
towards the bed. The boy just sat there, mouth gaping, head
slowly shaking back and forth. He had seen Ed's cock last night
in all its glory but he still felt he had been dreaming. Even in
the dirty magazines he had snitched from their dads drawer from
time to time before he died, he and his brother had never seen a
cock as large on the men in the magazines as he had witnessed
last night or at this very moment.

Ed took the boy's hand and guided it to his rock-hard post. He
gasped when the boy's warm hand gently grasped it. Wasting no
time, the horny boy began stroking up and down on it, driving the
man nuts. The boy was lost in the haze that began to cloud his
brain, all he could see was the massive cock before him and he
leaned towards it. The urge to taste it was overpowering. He
flicked out his tongue like a lizard, licking the tip of it,
circling his tongue around the spongy head. Ed began to tremble
with excitement. The boy slowly lowered himself to the floor,
resting on his knees. He reached up with both hands, taking the
prick and slipping his head over the tip, sucking in as much as
he could. He had the shaft part ways into his mouth and was
stroking the remainder of it with his hot little hands. Ed was
furiously running his hands through the boy's thick blonde hair,
tangling his fingers in it, massaging the scalp, trying to
contain himself while the boy was engaged in his first blow-job.
The boy was inexperienced, he could easily tell that, but that
inexperience was still driving him to the brink of ecstasy.

He was enjoying this oral sex tremendously but more than
anything, he wanted to be fucked by this boy. The fucking his
brother gave him last night was wonderful, that went without
saying, but, when he set eyes on the cock that Steve carried
between those young, slender legs of his, he knew he had to have
it plunging in and out of his ass. The boy's cock was by far
thicker and longer than his younger brothers. There was only a
years difference in ages between the boys but Steve's cock was
about an inch thicker and definitely a good two inches longer
than Dean's. The boy's father must have been sexually gifted as
well to spawn two such gorgeous and well hung boys.

He gently and most reluctantly pulled the boy's head off his cock
and led him to the king-sized bed. The boy immediately got in
with him, not uttering a word. He watched as the man reached into
the night table and pulled out a jar of Vaseline from it. He
scooped out a handful and coated the boy's straining dick. He
could tell from the boy's reaction to his touch that he was close
to cuming again, and so soon after his orgasm only ten minutes
ago. He released the boy's penis, rolled over on his stomach and
motioned him to climb on top.

A moaning cry of pleasure came from deep within Steve's throat as
he got down on his knees and leaned forward behind Ed's ass. His
eyes rested briefly on Ed's rectal passage, his dick jerked as he
thought about inserting it into the inviting passageway. He
grabbed his greased dick, gave it a gentle squeeze and pushed the
head of it inside of Ed's beckoning ass. His cock slid slowly in
all the way to his balls. Steve dropped down against Ed's back,
feeling the incredible tightness squeezing and milking his cock.
He slipped his hands around Ed's waist and began thrusting
downward into him, spearing the hot slick tube with his cock.
"GGGNNNUUUGGGGHHH! Oh! Jeez! Christ! Ed, I didn't know it would
feel this g-g-good! Oh wow! Ahhh!"

"Baby!" Ed groaned with glee as he felt the thick member
penetrating his ass. The muscle of his ass closed tightly around
the boy's shaft as he drove into him, time after time again!
"Steve! Oh Lord! What a big beautiful cock you have! You're hung
like a horse my boy!"

The boy pressed his cheek against Ed's back and sobbed softly
with happiness as he felt the tight sheath of his hot ass squeeze
his throbbing piston. Ed's hole was hot and deep and it caressed
his dick like a hungry mouth. The boy shivered all over as he
stabbed the man's ass with his prong, cramming it in to the hilt,
then slipping it out until only the head was buried.
"UUUNNNGGGHHH! Oh, jeeezz Ed, it feels so incredible!"

"OH YES MY BOY ... I KNOW!!" Ed cried out. His fingernails dug
into the mattress as he hunched his ass up to meet the boy's
plunging shaft. He began swirling his hips, gyrating his ass on
the massive pole, forcing it to ream his anal tube. He could feel
his own cock beginning to pulse, being rubbed back and forth
mercilessly between his belly and the hard mattress as the boy
fucked him with incredible force. "FUCK ME STEVE! FUCK ME MY BOY!
I'M GONNA SHOOT! AHHH GOD!!"

The boy was delirious with ecstasy as he buried his tingling
spike into the man's asshole. The fiery tunnel squeezed and
gripped his shaft, sliding over it deliciously as he pumped with
quick jerking motions. The boy's crotch banged repeatedly against
the man's ass and sent tingles throughout his swollen nuts.

"I'M CUMING!" The man cried out as orgasm suddenly hit him. His
body arched high off the bed, nearly throwing the humping boy
from him but he hung on for dear life as the man bucked. Ed fell
back down onto the bed, humping the mattress madly as he heard
the boy scream and felt him explode inside his ass. The boy's
firm body stiffened, shuddered violently and began humping at
incredible speed as his sperm shot out of him. Ed moaned over and
over each time a spray of semen washed his insides. The boy was
cuming again and again, bathing his asshole with white-hot
flaming arrows of sperm. He felt the boy shudder one last time,
then slump down on top of him. His small chest was heaving and
his legs were twitching as he lay there, waiting to return to
normal.

"Did you like that, Stevie?"

"Jeez, yeah!" the boy groaned. "I came awful hard, I didn't think
it would ever stop!"

"That's good, my boy. It should be like that every time." Ed
replied.

After a few more minutes of resting on top of Ed, the boy rolled
off onto the bed, laying on his back, his swollen dick pointing
skyward. Ed rolled over on his back as well, looking at the boy
who had just given him the best cornholing he's had in years. He
leaned over and kissed the boy full on the lips. Steve was
surprised by this at first but quickly recovered, returning the
kiss. Ed could see the boy's cock hadn't gone down one bit as
well. He reached down and wrapped his fingers around the
throbbing shaft. It was incredibly hot, it almost had a life all
of its own. The longer Ed held it, the hotter it got. The boy
shuddered when Ed ran his thumb over the now, extremely sensitive
head of his dick. The boy looked casually over at the night
stand, grabbed the jar of Vaseline and took a large scoop with
his small hand. He sat up and began coating Ed's semi-hard member
with the Vaseline. Ed realized immediately what the boy was up
to. His dick began rising again as he watched the boy working his
king-size phallus. The boy straddled the man's body, using the
excess Vaseline on his fingers he forced the rest of it into his
own tight little boy-hole.

"Well ... are you ready Ed?" the boy asked quietly.

"Oh yes, my boy. I am if you're sure you are." Ed replied

"OK, I'm ready too. Just remember though, this is my first time,"
the boy added, glancing back at the huge monster he was about to
take inside of him. "Try not to hurt me if you can help it."

The boy slid back a little and guided Ed's greased cockhead to
the opening of his little asshole. Ed shuddered the second his
tip made contact with the opening. The boy swallowed hard and sat
back further on it, his young face grimaced slightly as he felt
the tip slide in. He stopped momentarily, breathing rapidly and
proceeded a little more. A slight moan erupted from him as he
felt the shaft slide in deeper, forcing his hole to expand,
feeling his ass muscles contracting involuntarily, trying to
force this intruder out but he kept forcing more of the shaft
into him. Ed was beside himself with pleasure. Never had he felt
such tightness and heat surrounding his manhood before. The boy's
ass was squeezing his cock so tight he felt the skin would come
right off. He kept staring at the boy's cute face as he entered
him. Watching for any signs of deep discomfort the boy might feel
so he could withdraw. He could see the intense look of
determination on the boy's face to take every bit of his cock
into that small orifice of his.

The boy continued sliding down on the thick hard shaft more and
more until he felt pressure on his insides. He tried to push
further down but the pressure increased. He knew then that this
was it, he had hit bottom. He reached back and was still almost
able to feel Ed's cock shaft with his bare hand. He had taken
most of the man's hard dick into him but his little boy-ass just
couldn't fit it all in. He looked pitifully into Ed's eyes. The
man understood.

"It's OK son, you took more than enough. Don't feel bad about it,
just enjoy it, and don't hurt yourself."

Ed slowly set upright , allowing the boy to move into a much more
comfortable position and allowing him to support most of his
weight on his hands. The boy gently wrapped his legs around Ed's
body and began an experimental humping action on the man's hard
cock. He shuddered at first, it did hurt a little but quickly
subsided. His ass muscles were still trying involuntarily to push
Ed's cock from it. His body tensed once more, he bit his lip and
began humping up and down, riding the man's cock for all he was
worth.

"OH GOD STEVIE ... AHHHH!" Ed screamed in both pain and pleasure.
Even with the boy's ass and his cock thoroughly greased with
lubricant, the friction from the boy's tight ass was literally
ripping the skin off his thrusting cock. He grabbed the boy by
the waist and held on, trying to endure the heat and tightness
that surrounded his dick. He knew at this rate he couldn't last
long. He could feel his hot nuts pushing further up into his
abdomen as the boy humped him without mercy, wailing from the
pleasure of his first ass fuck.

"OH JEEEZZ, ED! OH FUCK! IT HURTS BUT IT FEELS GREAT TOO!
UUUNNNGGGHHH!" the boy had his eyes closed, he felt like his
asshole was being ripped apart by this flag-pole of a cock that
was invading him. His dick was being squashed between their
bellies as he embraced the man. The friction was more than his
young dick could take and he began to spurt again. "FUCK, ED! I'M
SHOOTING AGAIN!"

"DO IT STEVIE! DON'T STOP, MY BOY!" Ed moaned as the boy rode
him. The boy was out of control, humping him as hard as he could.
He could feel his shaft slip deeper and deeper into the boy's ass
each time he slammed down on him. "Oh my God," he thought. "I
have to stop him before he injures himself, I have to." It was to
late though. Ed's body suddenly convulsed, he felt his balls
explode and his cum made its mad dash through his sperm tube,
flash-flooding out into the boy. Steve stopped humping for only a
second, feeling the liquid pouring into him, then started humping
the man again, squeezing his ass muscle as tight as he could,
milking the groaning man dry of every drop of his cum. He finally
collapsed into the man's arms, his breathing erratic, his little
ass still impaled on the massive shaft.

Ed felt his entire life-force had been sucked out of him by this
precious little boy. He was startled that the boy was so quiet
and motionless. "Dear God," he thought. "I've killed him, I've
killed him!" The boy was lifeless in his arms. He quickly
withdrew his satisfied cock from the boy's ass and lay him gently
on the bed. The boy's eyes were still closed but he noticed that
the child was at least still breathing. He looked at the boy's
crotch. His dick had shrank back to normal. Finally, after three
thundering climaxes, the boy's cock had finally returned to its
flaccid state.

"Stevie, son. Talk to me son." Ed pleaded, his voice cracking.

"I'm OK Ed, just really exhausted right now. How did I do?"

Ed grabbed the boy in a tight embrace and held him. "You were
wonderful my boy. For a moment, I thought I had killed you."

"Killed me?" the boy giggled. "With your dick? That would be one
for the murder files all right?"

The boy suddenly realized he had been gone for almost two hours.
His mother might come over and wonder what's keeping him. "I'd
better get back home, Ed. Will you think about what I said
earlier though?"

"Yes my boy, I'll give it a lot of thought. Please tell Dean that
I'm not upset anymore and would like to see him tomorrow after
school if he has the time."

"I sure will Ed, and thank you."

To be on the safe side. Ed made the boy take a quick shower to
get the smell of sex off his body before he went home. After
drying the boy thoroughly and combing his hair, he looked
presentable enough to leave and not arouse suspicion.

After the boy left, Ed fixed himself a Jack Daniels and slumped
down on the living room couch. He felt more satisfied now than
he'd felt in years. He couldn't believe the fuck he had just
gotten, and from a kid to boot! Jake would shit a solid gold
brick if he found out that a fourteen year old kid had him beat
when it came to fucking. Everything was working out perfectly. He
could train Steve with that big cock of his to fuck like a
stallion and satisfy his insatiable craving for sex. If only Jake
had the same stamina and eagerness of those two neighbor boys,
then all would be right in his life. He now thought what to do
about Dean. He had literally broken the little boy's heart by the
way he treated him last night. It wasn't the child's fault. He
knew he had no right to speak to him the way he did. He was
determined to make it right, whatever the cost!

Chapter 3

Dean had been sullen most of that day. Steve didn't dare tell him
what happened between him and Ed when he delivered the pie. He
felt this might only enrage his little brother. He knew he had to
figure out a clever and innocent way to get Dean over to Ed's
house. It wasn't going to be easy. Even though the boy enjoyed
the sex games in bed with the neighbor man, the way he turned on
the boy and sent him away hurt his little brother rather deeply,
not to mention, confused him as well. There's nothing quite like
having a person seemingly pissed off at you and you have
absolutely no idea why.

They boarded the school bus together and sat quietly during the
entire ride. This was much nicer than having to get up at six in
the morning to wait for the school bus. They had started their
new school about two weeks prior to their move. The only problem
was that a special shuttle bus had to be sent far over to their
old neighborhood to pick them up and make the long commute to
school. This was much better because they got to sleep in later
and the school was less than a fifteen minute ride from their new
home.

After they were picked up, the bus drove down their street
another block and picked up a few more kids. "Ed had been right,"
Dean thought. "There sure weren't many kids in their
subdivision." When the bus left their subdivision, it had picked
up a total of five other kids. two boys and three girls. They
scattered themselves throughout the bus and one girl sat across
from the two brothers. She looked over at them and smiled,
immediately drawing Steve's attention. Dean semi-smiled back, not
really feeling in much of a sociable mood at all that morning.
During the entire trip, Dean noticed Steve and the girl
constantly exchanging glimpses and smiles between each other. "Oh
brother!" he thought.

* * * * *

"DEAN!" ... the voice of Mrs. Dennis, his third period Geometry
teacher echoed through the classroom/

"Yes Mrs. Dennis." the startled boy responded, suddenly
remembering where he was.

"I asked you for the answer to problem twenty-six. Do you know it
or don't you?" she asked impatiently.

"Umm ... err," the boy started, trying to locate the problem
quickly on his page. "Uh, y-yes Mrs. Dennis, t-that ... answer
... is ... thirty-three degrees."

The teacher looked slightly disappointed, then sighed. "That is
correct young man, very good. But try to pay attention from now
on."

"Yes Mrs. Dennis," the boy replied, hearing a few of the students
giggling and feeling embarrassed about her catching him
daydreaming.

For the past two days, his mind had been on nothing but Ed and
the wonderful things they had done together. He couldn't believe
how fulfilling that having sex with him was. Ever since that
night, he had been hornier than a three-peckered goat and
jerking-off every opportunity he got. It felt good but he never
once achieved the sexual sensations that he had experienced while
with Ed. His anger with his older brother had finally subsided
and he had begun to speak with him again late last night. He had
been so bitter with him for showing up when he did and making Ed
turn against him.

Shortly after Ed had made him return to his room, Steve had come
in a few minutes later and Dean was on his bed, crying. Steve had
tried so hard to comfort the upset boy. Dean related all the
things that him and Ed had done together and said it was all his
fault for barging in on them and Ed was gone and would probably
never come back or even speak to him again. He wished he could
take back the mean things he had said to his brother. Everything
was just so jumbled up in his head at the time, it all happened
so quickly and he didn't know or understand what, how or why it
had to be that way.

Dean saw Steve in the lunchroom and sat next to him. "Listen,
Steve, I'm really sorry for the things I said to you. I know you
didn't mean to walk in on us and I'm not angry with you anymore."

That's great Dean," Steve replied. "I'm sure glad you aren't,
when I went over to Ed's yesterday, we had a really cool talk
about what happened. I told him it was OK and neither of us would
ever tell our mother what went on that night. I think that's why
he got so upset. He figured mom would never understand the things
we ... I mean ... you guys did together. You know how mom's are?
Ed asked me to ask you if you wouldn't mind stopping by there
after school today. He wants to apologize for yelling at you last
night."

"Wow, does he really? that's so cool. I'll stop by after I do my
homework. Sure hope we can still be friends."

"I'm sure you will be," Steve remarked, stifling a giggle.

For the rest of the day, Dean was walking on air. The news Steve
told him was the best thing that had happened to him that day...
so far. He thought it was so cool that Ed still wanted to be his
friend. He would understood if Ed didn't want to play the sex
games anymore, even as much fun as they were. He just wanted to
be Ed's friend more than anything else.

On the way home from school, Dean found himself sitting alone.
Steve was sitting and talking to the girl he had been making goo-
goo eyes at that morning. They seemed to be getting along pretty
well in fact. He listened to their chat and annoying giggles and
rolled his eyes from time to time. The bus stopped on her street
to drop her off and Steve was getting off the bus with her.

"Hey, where ya going Steve?" Dean asked.

"Umm ... I'm gonna walk Jenny home." he said, noticeably fidgety.
"She just lives a few doors down from here and I'll walk home
from there. Tell mom I'll be home soon, OK?"

"OK, see ya later then." Dean replied as the bus doors shut. He
began quietly singing to himself, "Stevie's got a girlfriend ...
Stevie's got a girlfriend."

The bus dropped Dean off a few minutes later. He dashed into the
house, kissed his mom hello, took the stairs two at a time up to
his bedroom and started on his homework the minute he changed out
of his school clothes.

"Where's Steve?" he heard his mother yell to him from downstairs.

"He walked some girl home from the bus stop, said he'd be home
later." he replied.

"Oh my God," she thought, and nervously lit a cigarette.

* * * * *

"Wanna soda, Steve?" the girl asked.

"Sure, that'd be swell," the boy responded, watching every move
she made. He couldn't believe his luck. He had noticed this girl
on the bus this morning. He had English and study hall with her
and during study hall they talked a lot about the school
activities and she was telling him about all the friends she had
and all the cool girls who noticed him and Dean when they started
going there.

Then the shock came when she had asked him if he had ever made it
with a girl. He felt his heart skip a beat with that question and
told her no. She had leaned over and told him she wanted to suck
him off after school and that was all the inspiration he needed.
Her parents were still at work and they were all alone. On the
way home, she had her hand inside his jacket pocket, rubbing his
dick through his jeans and it almost drove him nuts. Normally
Dean would tag along with him everywhere he went but today he was
so obsessed with seeing Ed again, he wasn't even interested in
following him to the girls house. He couldn't believe his luck.
They finished their soda and started to her bedroom when the
doorbell rang. His first thought was, "Oh no, Dean followed me
here. Shit!"

"Hi Tina," Jenny said as she opened the door.

"Hi Jenny, I rode my bike as fast as I could," Tina replied,
looking starry-eyed at Steve, "You did it, you actually got him
to come."

"Well, not yet," Jenny giggled. "Soon though."

Steve was flabbergasted. "What the hell!" he said. "What gives?"

"This is my friend Tina," Jenny responded. "You might say, we're
kind of the Welcome Wagon for all the new and cute boys that move
in over here."

"Oh wow," Steve said, as the two girls led him to Jenny's room
and shut the door. Excitement surged through Steve's veins as he
watched the two girls immediately began to undress. His mouth
dropped open when Jenny slipped out of her bra and tossed it in
his face. His hands shook as he brought the bra up to his nose
and inhaled deeply. He stared at Jenny's full chest. "Christ!
she's got a set of knockers," he said to himself.

Steve's eyes darted to Tina's chest. It was somewhat flatter and
his gaze quickly returned to Jenny's, who was now pulling down
her panties to reveal her fur-crested pubic mound. The sight of
the girls young pussy made his dick strain so hard in his jeans
that it began to ache. He unconsciously reached down and rubbed
the throbbing head of his organ to relieve the fantastic tension
in his groin.

"Ummmmm!" moaned Jenny, watching the boy rubbing his crotch.
"Hold on there lover-boy, wait for us."

"We have a very secret club." Jenny explained. "The members in
our club experiment and learn everything there is to know about
sex. Once you join, you have to always keep it secret. Any member
that tells and adult about the club and what we do in it will
suffer a terrible punishment from all of us. We wanted you and
your brother in our club the first day you enrolled in our
school. Do you want to join?"

"Yes," Steve said without hesitation. "I'm not sure if my brother
is ready yet though, I mean, you know, I'm not sure if he's
really noticed girls all that much yet."

"Well, whenever you think he's ready, the invitation is there.
You say he doesn't seem to like girls ... does he like boys
instead?" she asked.

Steve began to blush. "I'm not really sure about that yet, you
know, he's still a kid."

"Well," Jenny continued. "What I was getting at is we have girls
and boys in our club as well. Some of the girls have sex with
other girls and some of the boys have sex with other boys too.
We're all equal here so he doesn't have to feel embarrassed.
We're all friends here."

"That sounds like a really cool club to me," Steve said.

He slowly began taking off his clothes. Two pairs of eyes watched
him as he disrobed. Tina had seen her little brother naked many
times before but he was only three years old. The girls eyes were
glued to his crotch as he pulled his pants down, then his
undershorts. Jenny and Tina were staring open-mouthed at the
largest organ they had ever seen on a fourteen year old boy. He
was by far the biggest of all the other boys in their club.
Jenny's curiosity was boundless. Goose pimples raced across her
skin as she stared at Steve's erect glistening cock. Her eyes
took in every inch of its thick, throbbing surface; the pink,
swollen head, the ridge of flesh just below the inflated tip, the
smooth, wet shaft and the light ring of curly brown pubic hair
around the base. How she longed to reach out and touch it! An
idea suddenly ignited in her excited mind.

"All new members have to be thoroughly examined," she announced,
boldly walking over to the naked fourteen year old boy and
reaching out to grasp his quivering penis in her hand.

"Hey, Gee!" Steve gasped when the thrill of having her warm hand
grasp his aching dick raced through his body.

A raging fire seemed to spring to life between Jenny's legs when
she held the boy's organ in her hand! It was damp and sticky to
her touch, and she could feel his heart pulsing along his excited
shaft! "Gee, you have a nice dick!" she exclaimed, squeezing the
live organ affectionately in her hand.

"Hey, I'm next!" Tina said, moving up beside Jenny, nudging her
away from the boy's trembling body and reaching out to grasp the
boy's penis in her own hand. Tina's grasp was less gentle and
more energetic than Jenny's had been. The firmness of her hand
made the boy groan. Completely uninhibited, Tina reached down
with her other hand to examine Steve's balls. She cupped them in
her hand and then fondled them. The way his body trembled in
response to her caresses made her all the more excited.

"Can I kiss your dick?" Tina asked, with an excited giggle.

She didn't even wait for the boy to reply. She dropped to her
knees in front of the boy and planted a warm wet kiss firmly on
the spongy head of his throbbing organ. She began licking Steve's
shaft with long wet swipes of her young tongue. Its vaguely salty
flavor excited the young girls sexual taste-buds. Pursing her
lips, she captured the straining head of his cock between them
and began drawing it into her mouth.

"Holy Christ!" Steve moaned. Her warm probing tongue and her hot
mouth surrounding his pulsing organ sent thrilling shock waves
racing through his veins. "Her mouth was so tight," he though,
"tighter than Ed's by a long shot!"

"Does that feel good?" Tina asked, slipping his hard penis out of
her mouth for a sec.

"Like, WOW!" Steve gasped as she quickly surrounded it with her
lips and sucked it once again deep into her throat.

Jenny could hardly contain the fire in her young loins as she
watched her best friend taking the boy's long hard shaft into her
mouth like a greedy calf feeding on its mothers teat! She could
still feel the stickiness of his prick on her hand. It was
burning holes in her flesh. "Do you know how to kiss a girl like
that Steve?" she asked in a breathless voice.

"Sure!" Steve panted, his eyes half-closed.

"Do you want to kiss my pussy, Steve?" Jenny said suggestively,
the pleading tone in her excited young voice leaving no doubt
that she wanted him to.

"Yes, please yes!" Steve gasped louder, his cock straining with
desire as the young girl sucked it enthusiastically. His knees
were already weak and wobbly when Jenny dropped to the floor and
began pulling him down beside her.

Tina followed Steve down, never letting his delicious dick out of
her eager mouth on the journey. Steve was flat on his back and
Jenny assumed a squatting position over his face. She lowered her
body until her pussy was pressed the boy's face. The contact of
his nose against her groin sent waves of passion flooding through
her. Tina was running Steve's hard prick in and out of her hungry
mouth, her young body trembling with excitement. Jenny was
straddling Steve's face, watching Tina work on his prick while
his darting tongue explored the mysteries of her sex.

"AAAaaahhh!" Jenny moaned when the boy's tongue mashed against
her sensitive clitoris to send sparks raging through her
trembling body.

Steve thought he was going to suffocate. Jenny's hot, wet pussy
completely covered his mouth and nose and he had to gasp for air
as he licked her excited sex. What was worse was that Tina's
eager, warm, hungry mouth on his surging, throbbing prick was
driving him crazy! His balls felt like they were so swollen they
would burst!

Jenny thought that she was going to faint every time Steve's
tongue mashed against her clitoris. This was so exciting to her,
and watching Steve's cock slide in and out of Tina's mouth seemed
to double her excitement! She wanted to try that, take his prick
deep into her throat, but not now. Now she wanted to let her body
explode on his face. She reached up and fondled her throbbing
nipples to relieve the incredibly delicious tensions building up
in her young body.

Young Tina couldn't understand why she was so excited! She loved
having this throbbing shaft in her mouth, it seemed to transmit
its increasing excitement to her body and she could feel her
heart beating in unison with the pounding of his pulse along the
length of his straining prick!

"OOOOoooooooohhhh!!!"

Jenny's excited moan of orgasm brought Tina's eyes up from her
intense concentration on watching Steve's dick slide in and out
of her mouth. She saw Jenny throw her head back as her body
trembled and quaked above Steve's face, listening to the boy
gulping and swallowing the juices that Jenny fed to him. At
almost the same moment, Tina grabbed Steve's straining prick in
both hands to hold it steady as it began jerking inside her
mouth!

Tina almost choked when the first jets of Steve's cum splashed
into her throat. The child hadn't expected so much of it and the
large volume of his hot juices flooding down her throat had
caught her off-guard. Gamely, the girl swallowed and held onto
his pounding shaft as he filled her with his excited fluids. "Oh
God, that was so great!" Steve cried out.

"Gee, that was neat!" Jenny sighed.

"Can I try it?" Tina said excitedly as she slid his spent prick
from her mouth. "Will you kiss me like that, Steve?"

"Can I kiss your prick, Steve?" Jenny asked eagerly as she and
Tina traded places on the boy's prone body.

* * * * *

Ed picked up the last batch of wet laundry from the washer and
tossed it into the dryer. He saw the bed sheet from the night
before and made a mental note to have one of the boys smuggle it
back to their house undetected by their mother. He had just
finished setting the timer on the dryer when the doorbell rang.
He quickly looked at his watch and felt his heart began to race.
He quickly put his bathrobe on. He normally worked about his
house naked during the day. He usually hated wearing clothes
unless he was expecting guests or going outdoors. "Could it be?"
he thought to himself and hurried into the living room.

Opening the door, he found Dean standing there quietly. His eyes
reminded him of that of a lost puppies, in search of someone who
wanted it. He quickly smiled down at the boy and his face
immediately perked up.

"Hi Ed," he chirped happily. "Can I come in please?"

"By all means, please do!" Ed replied.

After closing the front door, Ed immediately walked over to the
boy and embraced him in a tight, affectionate hug. He was so
happy when the boy hugged him back, seemingly tighter than he was
hugging him.

"Oh Dean, my boy. I haven't been the same since the other night.
I hurt you so badly and I'm so very sorry for doing that. It
wasn't your fault and I sure wasn't angry at you. Please forgive
me, son."

"I do forgive you , Ed. Steve told me how badly you were feeling
and that you were upset and all. I was angry at him as well
because I thought you were angry at me because of him. I was
wrong though and I would still like to be your friend if it's OK
with you." He loved the warm, strong embrace he was getting from
the man. He missed that so much from his dad. His entire body
tingled all over from the way Ed rubbed his back and stroked his
hair.

Ed realized he was hugging the boy for an abnormally long time
but he didn't care. The child's warm, firm body felt good being
pressed against his own. His hair smelled so sweet and his skin
felt so soft. He slowly turned the boy around so he was behind
him, and embraced him once again.

"You didn't say anything at all to your mother about what we did
the other day, Dean?"

"Jeez, no!" the boy replied. "I didn't breathe a word to her. In
fact, she never even asked us if everything went OK." The boy
could feel Ed's heavy chest pressing into his spine. Then he felt
the man's hands sliding down his belly towards his pelvis. At
first he thought it was his imagination, then realized that Ed
was grinding his crotch against his butt.

"That's good, my boy. I should have realized I could trust you."
He put his cheek against the boy's ear as he let his fingers inch
down towards the boy's cock. "We had fun that night, didn't we?"

"Boy, did we ever, Ed." The man's hands had slipped inside the
waistband of his shorts and were gliding down into the hair that
surrounded the base of his pecker. His pole had already started
to harden, and as his fingertips got closer, it begin swelling
quickly.

"My, your dicks getting so nice and hard," Ed cooed. He curled
his fingers around the boy's rigid member and squeezed it
lightly. "It's hot too," he added, as one hand continued down and
cupped the boy's scrotum in his hand, fondling and massaging them
gently.

The boy shuddered at the touch of Ed's probing fingers. He could
feel his hard pelvis grinding against his ass and his chest
pushing against his back. He was getting so excited from it all.
"E-ed, I t-thought you said w-we weren't going to do anything
like this anymore. Remember? You made it very clear."

"I know, my boy," he replied. "I was wrong to deprive you of such
fun though. I was also wrong to send you back to your room in the
condition you were in as well. We can still have our fun
together, we just have to be more careful and not be discovered."
He gave his cock another squeeze, loosened his grip and began
sliding his hand up and down on his muscle, rubbing his
fingertips on the smooth head and feeling the veins in the shaft.
He could feel his own cock tingling and shivers of delight
running up his spine. "Do you like this, son?"

"Cripes, yeah!" he gasped, feeling his legs tremble as Ed
massaged his throbbing dick. "I just didn't expect it, that's
all. God, Ed! You're making my pecker get sooo hard! Oh shit,
that feels good!"

"I know it does, my boy. I couldn't help myself, I love you so
much and have to have you." He kissed the boy once more on his
cheek. "Turn around now, my boy."

He pulled his hands from the boy's shorts then, while the boy was
turning to face him, opened his robe and let it drop to the
floor. Throwing his arms around him, he pressed his naked body
against his front and kissed him, grinding his pelvis against the
hard bulge in the boy's shorts. His tongue darted into the boy's
mouth, and as he sloshed it around he writhed against him,
feeling the heat from his sturdy young body. He pulled away from
the boy and began undressing him. His eyes were glazed and his
face was flushed as he stared down at the protrusion behind the
boy's fly. The ache in his body was almost unbearable. He needed
the young boy right away.

He gently began to lick and nibble the boy's chest nipples as he
fumbled with his belt. He could hear the boy moaning in pleasure
as the man continue his assault on his young body. He finally
undid his belt, the snap on his jeans and yanked the zipper down.
By the time he was pulling the boy's cut-offs and undershorts
down his slender legs, the boy's prick was jerking wildly and a
tiny droplet of liquid filled the slit at the end of the blood-
gorged purple head.

"Oh shit! Hurry Ed, please hurry!" the child groaned. Ed's
massaging and jerking of his dick earlier had already brought him
almost to the brink of cuming.

Ed dropped limply to his knees in front of the boy and helped him
get the garments off his feet. When he had tossed them aside, he
gazed at the curved shaft jutting out from his pelvis and the
sack of balls swinging between his legs. His equipment was
beautiful, made only to satisfy a craving mouth like his. He
continued to stare as he begin to slip his hands up the back of
the boy's legs to his ass, then he clutched the boy's asscheeks,
moaned then bent forward to began licking and kissing the swollen
bulb of his pecker.

"Oh, God!" the boy whimpered, watching the man's full lips touch
and caress the tip of his pulsing peter. He shivered when Ed's
tongue licked the juice off the end of his shaft, then his eyes
widened as Ed's mouth slowly began to engulf his pecker. "Ed, oh
man! GGGNNNUUUGGGHHH! You're sucking me! Oh, Wow! I'll cum!"

"Uuunnnfff! uuunnnfff! uuunnnfff!" Ed grunted. The boy's cries of
joy were faint in his ears as he slipped his lips up and down the
tender spike. He sloshed his tongue around the spike as his
cheeks indented with the suction he was applying to the sweet
delicious shaft. His heart was pounding and pre-seminal fluid was
leaking from his own cock into the carpet as he sucked and tugged
on the boy's dick. All he could think about was having his virgin
cream spewing into his mouth. He began nodding his head quickly,
slipping his saliva-wet lips up and down his shaft and swishing
his tongue around the smooth silky head.

"Oh, fuck! Fuck!" the boy whined. "AAAGGGHHH! JJJEEEZZZ!" He
began pumping at the man's face, cramming his aching tool into
his mouth. "Oh, jeez! You're making me cum! Oh Wow, wow!"

Ed removed a hand from his asscheek and shoved it up between the
boy's legs to cradle and fondle his balls. The he jammed a finger
of his other hand into the boy's tightly puckered asshole.

The young boy was in a frenzy of passion. He could feel his sperm
flowing up from his nuts. His legs quivered and his torso
stiffened. "Oh fuck! I'm gonna cum! I'm gonna cum! Suck me hard!
Oh shit! I'm gonna blow off in your mouth! Now! Oh God now!"
Dean's youthful frame went rigid, then jerked as semen gushed
from his prick. "UNGH ... UNGH ... UNGH!" he grunted with each
blast of sperm.

Ed felt the boy's dick swelling, then a torrent of boiling cum
began squirting against the back of his throat. He gulped it
quickly, moaning with ecstasy between each swallow. "UUUNNNFFF
... UUUNNNFFF ... UUUNNNFFF!" Ed sucked the boy's cock dry,
pumping his balls, urging them to shoot every last precious drop
of ball-sauce it held. He pulled his finger from the boy's
asshole and sat back, looking up at him wild-eyed. "You've got to
help me, Dean," he said in a pleading voice. "You've got to help
me cum now!"

Still not fully recovered and shaking from his eruption, Dean
nodded dumbly. Ed leaped to his feet, pulling the dazed boy with,
walked to the couch and sat down. He spread his legs and coaxed
the boy to kneel between them. "Suck me, Dean. Take it in your
beautiful mouth and suck me till I cum!"

Dean saw that erect dick straining straight out in front of his
face. The huge sack of balls were tightly drawn up beneath the
enormous shaft, looking like hard round globes in a velvet
membrane of warm flesh. He used his hands to point the flaming
head toward his open mouth and dove forth. The giant cock thrust
into his mouth and filled it with the immensity of its girth. His
cheeks felt the warm, stiff flesh drag along them as it inched
its way towards his throat. His tongue was crushed down by the
weight of the big cock and could barely move to lap at the
underside of the powerful weapon.

"OH YES, MY BOY! SUCK ME! SUCK ME OFF, SON!" the man cried in
pleasure, feeling the heat and incredible tightness from the
boy's mouth surrounding his massive cock.

Dean began to feel the mighty weapon ooze in his mouth as he
sucked for all he was worth. His head slammed down on the man's
immense dick as fast and hard as he could. He held onto the man's
strong waist for additional leverage, his small head moving up
and down with all the strength and suction he could muster up.
The man's dick seemed to grow even larger now, the pre-sum began
oozing into his mouth much faster and the extra lubricant made
the up and down movements of his mouth much smoother.

Up and down, again and again his head battered against the mans
hard belly as he felt the massive cock battering away at his
tonsils. His small sharp teeth dragging unmercifully against the
mighty shaft, making the man moan with pleasure as he thrust up
to meet the boy's downward stroke on his cock. The boy could
sense the approaching explosion, the cock began to jerk violently
in his mouth and he recognized it from the other night. He slowly
drew back his mouth and held only the very tip within his lips,
allowing a clear path for the flow of sperm from the cock into
his throat. He reached down with his left hand, grabbed the man's
penis and began stroking it and with his right hand, he held the
hug set of balls and milked them, squeezing and pumping as he
heard the man cry out.

"OH GOD, DEAN! I'M GOING TO SHOOT IT, SON! DRINK IT ALL DOWN, MY
BOY! AAAHHHH!! The dick spurt forth with a massive eruption,
firing gob after thick gob of sperm into the boy's mouth. The
creamy glob's of thick jism drowned the boy with its boiling
froth that jetted into his throat. It seemed like gallons and
gallons spewed forth from the jabbing, pounding dick as his balls
pumped more and more sperm up and out the hot shaft. "AAAAHHHH!
YEAH! OH, YEAH! AAAHHH!" The man lunged wildly, burying the
squirting head a little deeper in the boy's convulsing mouth. It
splashed into the boy in bubbling rivers as he desperately tried
to swallow it all down, but some of it escaped from him. It oozed
out from his lips, around the man's hammering, jerking cock and
ran down his little chin and neck. The squishing sound it made
rang loud in the room.

"Oh my God!" the man whimpered, watching the boy slide off his
spent and deflating cock and began licking the residual from it.
"Oh God, Dean. You are really something special, son."

Dean jumped up and sat right beside Ed, rested his head against
the man's arm and sighed contentedly. He licked his lips, still
savoring the taste of the man's salty-sweet cum in his mouth. He
had really acquired a taste for the stuff and loved having it in
his mouth. He listened to Ed breathing heavily, grinning to
himself knowing that he had made the man so happy. He could feel
his own cock throbbing between his legs and wondered if Ed would
even continue to play with him like this once his brother Jake
returned from his trip.

"You OK, Ed?" the boy asked, grinning from ear to ear.

Ed leaned forward and gently kissed the boy on the lips. "OK? I'm
better than OK, son, I feel fantastic," he replied, sticking his
hot tongue in the boy's mouth, moving it around, feeling the
boy's tongue and tasting the residue of his own freshly spent
emissions as well.

"Cool!" said the boy, happily. "I had better get home. It's
almost supper time and mom really hates it when we're late."

"I fully understand," Ed said, and began helping the boy get
dressed. He kissed the boy's wonderful cock one more time before
pulling the undershorts over it. He then got the bed sheet he had
washed and ironed, folded it neatly and told the boy to sneak it
into his home and place it back in the closet. He then embraced
the boy and kissed him gently on the lips and sent him home.

Dean was crossing the front lawn and noticed Steve coming up the
street. If Dean hadn't spoken to him, he would have walked right
passed the house without ever stopping.

"Hey! You all right, Steve?"

"Yeah! Course I am!" the boy replied, glancing around and
realizing he was home. "Why shouldn't I be all right?"

"Oh, nothing, just wondered." Dean replied, looking at him funny.
He knew something was wrong but didn't give it all that much
thought. His mind was still reeling from what just happened. This
was so great. Ed was still his friend, and he still wanted to
play the sex games with him as well. He followed into the house
thinking to himself, "life is good, everything is finally
starting to go my way for once."

Chapter 4

"OK, punk!" the bigger kid said, shoving Dean into a secluded
corner in the school hallway. "So you're one of the new kids Hun?
Well, I run this school and it's time to pay the piper, so let's
have it!"

"B-b-but, I don't have any money," Dean replied with terror in
his eyes. "I spent it on lunch today, I swear I don't have any
left!" He was looking straight up into the eyes of Ronald, the
school bully, the terror of Lafayette Junior High and all the
kids feared him. He was a Sophomore, some kid's said he had been
a Sophomore for two straight years. He was strong as an ox and
almost as smart. They had warned him that Ronald always
introduced himself to the new kids in this fashion but he had
been trying to avoid running into him at all cost. He felt the
pressure on his throat increase as Ronald tightened the grip on
him.

"No money Hun? Well, since you're new, I'm gonna cut ya some
slack this time. Tomorrow you bring me a dollar. My locker number
is 312. If you don't see me personally, you write your name on it
and stick it through the slot of my locker. I'll be looking for
my dollar by the end of the school day, each and every school day
so don't be late. If I don't see it, you'll get this and a lot
more."

Dean suddenly felt a blinding pain as Ronald's left leg flew up,
his knee catching him squarely in his groin with such force that
it lifted him a few inches off the floor. He thought he would
pass out from the combination of the bigger boy's grip on his
throat and the sudden pain in his balls. He couldn't even cry out
in pain because the bigger boy's grip was so tight around his
throat. Ronald released him and walked away, laughing.

Dean could feel the pain surging through his balls clear up to
his teeth. He could barely stand up straight, yet alone walk. The
fourth period bell rang. He knew he couldn't go to class like
this, he hurt so badly. A few of the other students passed him as
he stood clutching his groin, almost doubled over in the
corridor, but they knew the routine already. "Look the other way
and keep going 'cause Ronald's scoping for the new kids!" They
saw the condition Dean was in and immediately knew that Ronald
had found him and they didn't want to be seen trying to help or
they'd get the same.

He managed to make his way to the boy's restroom just as the
fourth period late bell rang and went into one of the stalls. He
shut the door behind him, lowered the lid and sat down on the
toilet seat, trying to restrain the urge to cry. The pain was
excruciating. Even when he used to play little league baseball,
he remembered getting hit in the balls with a wild pitch but even
then, the pain wasn't as intense as it was right now. He unzipped
his pants and slid them down to his knees. This helped a little,
the weight of the heavy jeans being removed from his crotch
seemed to help. He reached inside his undershorts but could
scarcely feel his dick. The sudden shock from that blow caused
his pecker to almost climb clear inside his abdomen and hide.
When his fingertips touched his sore balls, pain shot through him
again. He quickly withdrew his hand and looked at his fingers,
half expecting to see blood coating them. There was none however
and he was pleased with that fact. He sat back, tears beginning
to roll down his cheek as he quietly waited for the pain to
subside.

He wasn't absolutely sure how long he had been sitting there. His
head rested against the cool metal wall of the restroom stall he
was in. A few times he could feel himself slipping in and out of
consciousness. "Had he been asleep? was it still fourth period?
was it fifth period? was school, perhaps over with?" he thought
to himself. He reached inside his undershorts and touched his
balls again. The pain was almost all but gone so he pulled his
pants up and fastened them. When he stood up, he realized that
that was a mistake because he felt it coming, he couldn't stop it
and he knew it. He was going to hurl! He lifted the lid of the
toilet and threw up with such force it actually frightened him.
He saw pieces of French toast and eggs he had had for breakfast,
he saw parts of his undigested lunch being extruded as well and
he swore he even saw what was left of his balls come up during
that puke-storm. A total of three sequences came before it ended.
He had just began to recover from it when he realized he wasn't
alone in the toilet.

"Holy Toledo! Who's in there?" he heard a voice from outside the
stall ask.

He opened the door and saw his first period advisory teacher
standing there. He was still slightly dizzy from vomiting and
could hardly stand up without losing his balance. "It's just me,
Mr. Lomax."

"Christ, Dean! You look like hell!" the man exclaimed, looking at
the boy who in his eyes, was obviously very sick. He had just
finished taking a leak himself and was about to exit the restroom
when he heard the boy launch. He could see the boy could barely
stand and from the sounds he made when he vomited, he knew it had
to be pretty serious. "How long you been in here, Dean?"

"Since the beginning of fourth period, sir." he replied. "I'm not
sure but I think I passed out for a few minutes while I was in
there,"

"OK, I see." the man responded. "Fourth period is almost over
now. Let's get you down to the office and we'll call your folks
to come and get you." He let Dean use him for additional support
as he walked the injured boy to the office.

* * * * *

Dean woke up in his own bed. Steve was sitting right next to him,
he had a look of deep concern on his face and was gently stroking
his hair.

"Hi, little brother." He said, visibly worried. "How ya feeling?"

"I think I'm OK," Dean replied. He could still feel his sore
balls tingling though. His hands were under the covers and he
reached down and could feel his dick again. It had come out of
hiding and didn't seem to be any the worse for wear.

"Mom said you barfed pretty good at school today. Was it
something you ate in the cafeteria, or did you just want to get
out of class so you decided to hit the delete button on your
stomach?" Steve asked, giggling.

"Yeah, it probably was, now that I think about it," Dean said
smiling, thinking that was a great excuse to use. "That chili
they had today did have sort of an odd glow to it."

"Aww, gross, man!" Steve laughed. Feeling his brothers cheek and
forehead. "Well, you don't seem to be warm or anything. Maybe
that's all it was and hopefully you aren't real sick."

A few minutes later, the boys' mother and Ed as well, entered
their bedroom. Dean was really happy to see Ed.

"Hi honey," his mother said, kissing the boy on the cheek. "Does
your tummy feel a little better now?"

"Mom ... please!" Dean replied, giggling. "Ix-nay on the honey
junk in front of company!"

"OK, Dean." she kissed him again. "I keep forgetting."

"How ya doing there, soldier." Ed piped up. "Heard you were
feeling a little ill so I fixed you some of my homemade chicken
soup."

"Oh, wow! Thanks Ed!" Dean said, immediately digging into the big
bowl of soup. It was delicious. He felt like he had thrown up his
lunch, breakfast and dinner for the past two days in the school
toilet earlier. The soup felt really good going down and his
twinge of hunger pain slowly began to disappear.

"Well bub, if I knew you were going to scarf it down that fast,
I'd have brought the whole pot over." Ed laughed, ruffling the
boy's hair.

"Boy, did that feel good going down. Thank you Ed."

"You're more than welcome, son." Ed replied. "I'm going to let
you rest now, your brother can come over and get the rest of that
soup for you, it's good for what ails ya."

Dean thought to himself he wished it could cure that bully from
making his life miserable right now. He was feeling a little
better and a few minutes later, Ed and his brother left him alone
to rest. His hand immediately went into his undershorts and
massaged his tingling balls. The throbbing was still there but at
least the pain was almost all gone. He had to feign stomach
cramps to account for his trouble walking and standing up
straight today. He didn't want his mother to know he had been
attacked by some punk at school. She'd go down there, make a big
fuss, then it'd be all over school that, "Dean needed his mommy
to protect him." He wasn't quite ready for that kind of pressure
yet. His eyes were closed and he was so content and engrossed in
his ball massage, he didn't even hear Steve come in.

Steve thought the kid was nuts. Mom was just downstairs. Their
bedroom door was standing wide open and here was Dean, playing
with himself under the covers. He quietly shut the door and
locked it just in case their mother did come up, and stood there
for a few minutes watching his brother rubbing himself under the
covers. He suddenly realized he was beginning to get a boner his
own self from watching him. They had jerked off together many,
many times in the past but he had never felt a sexual attraction
to his own brother before. He walked a few steps closer. Dean
still hadn't opened his eyes and Steve could hear little slight
moans coming from the boy.

"Man!" he thought. "He was really going at it," as he watched his
brothers hand motions increasing with speed and the sheet pushing
up a little higher as his brothers dick got stiffer. When he saw
the smile spread across his little brothers face, he couldn't
help but giggle from it.

Dean thought he'd shit a solid gold brick when he opened his eyes
after hearing the stifled giggle from his brother. He hadn't seen
or heard him come in and he had come so close to cuming in his
undershorts from massaging his balls. It felt good. The more he
rubbed his sore balls, the better it felt and he got carried away
with his massage.

"Damn, Steve! Don't do that man. You scared the shit out of me."

"Yeah, I could have easily been mom so you'd better be more
careful in the future." he said, sitting on the side of Dean's
bed.

"You must be feeling a lot better if you decided to jerk off,"
Steve said, smiling at his brother and looking at the tent in the
sheet.

"Yeah ... umm ... it isn't what you think though. It was just my
balls hurt when I threw up today and it felt good when I rubbed
them, that's all."

"Yeah, I know." Steve replied, his hand sliding under the bed
sheet. "I've been sick like that too where even my nuts were
sore. Know just how you feel." He swallowed hard and let his hand
continue moving under the sheet until he felt his brothers thigh.
Dean looked at him and smiled but didn't move. Steve smiled back
at him and let his hand slip inside his brothers shorts and wrap
around his stiff pecker. His brothers dick seemed like it had
grown another inch to him, probably from all the exercise it was
getting from Ed. Dean spread his legs a little wider and let his
brother continue to play with him. Even though his balls were
still throbbing and just a wee bit sore, he thought it would
probably feel good just to feel them releasing their load of
sperm.

"Oh, wow! Please jerk me faster Steve. It feels really good."

Steve increased his stroking action on his little brother, making
it a point not to let his hand come down to far and strike the
boy's sore balls. He could feel Dean's cock swelling and knew it
wouldn't be much longer.

"Oh, jeez! Oh shit! uuunnnggghhh!" Dean gasped as he felt his
nuts tighten, then began pumping out shot after shot of cum.
Steve squeezed his dick with each convulsion, his balls ached but
it was a good ache, and his hips jerked spasmodically as he
filled his undershorts with cum.

"There!" Steve said. "Feel better?"

"Oh boy, Steve!" Dean replied. "That felt really great. Thank
you!"

"Anytime, little brother!" he giggled. "Think maybe you'd better
change your underwear and try to get some sleep, OK?"

"I will." Dean answered, watching his older brother depart the
room. He wasn't in any hurry though. He liked the feeling of the
warm wet semen dribbling down his limp shaft and coating his
balls. He still was wondering what he was going to do about
Ronald though. He only had about twenty-five bucks in his desk
drawer and that would get him through the next five weeks but
what then, what would he do after that?

He jumped out of bed and stood in place for a minute or so. He
seemed to feel all right, least he could stand fully upright
again. He went to the bathroom, took a quick shower, came back
and quickly put on a clean pair of undershorts. He sat down at
his desk and counted every penny he had in his bank and came up
with twenty-six dollars and twelve cents. He was pretty close
with his guess. Hopefully this will keep him from getting beaten
up by Ronald for at least five weeks. Maybe by the time it ran
out he would have come up with some solution to his problem.

* * * * *

The next morning, as fate would have it, he ran right into Ronald
during first period bell. "H-h-hi Ronald," he stammered, quickly
reaching into his pocket and pulling out his first payment. "I b-
brought it today, I didn't forget." Ronald took the dollar and
walked away, not saying so much as a word. Dean sighed a breath
of relief and continued to his second period class. Mr. Lomax had
asked him if he was feeling better this morning. There was
something odd in his voice though, almost like he was suspicious
about his fast recovery from yesterdays illness. He simply told
him he was feeling much better and it was probably just a twenty-
four hour virus or something.

On the way home from school, he noticed that Steve and Jenny had
been making it a point to sit together a lot. He figured they
were pretty sweet on each other. He still thought about the other
day when he was coming home. Steve seemed to be walking about
six-inches off the ground at the time. Must be cool to have a
girl sweet on you he thought. His mother had questioned Steve all
during dinner however, asking him where the girl lived and what
did they talk about and was the girls parents at home. He
remembered how much trouble Steve had gotten into with the girl
at their old neighborhood. Mom had been very nervous ever since
that day when she got home from work and the girls mother came
over screaming hysterically about catching Steve having oral sex
with her sweet and innocent little girl. "Yeah, right!" he
thought. That girl was about as innocent as a nympho in Boy's
Town. There wasn't a boy in their school that she hadn't made.
Unfortunately, she just got caught with Steve that day.

"Well, she sounds like a very nice girl, Steve." mom said. "You
should invite her over for dinner one day. I'd like to meet her."

"Sure, mom. That's a great idea." Steve replied, trying to be
obliging just to shut her up.

As soon as the boys got in their bedroom that night, Dean started
in on him. "OK you. Mom's suspicious and so am I. What went on
the other day with Jenny. Did you make her?"

Steve smiled back at him. "No, I didn't make her but she and her
best friend both sucked me off and I ate both of them. It was so
cool." They have this sort of sex club, and it has a few of the
other kids from school in it. They meet at her house on days when
her parents work late and they have all kinds of sex games. They
even invited you as well."

"Holy shit!" Dean exclaimed. He knew there was something going on
but didn't know exactly what. That's why his brother was so out
of it that day, he had been having sex with not one but two
girls, and at the same time. He couldn't believe it, a sex club,
right here in this little quiet subdivision. He listened as Steve
ranted on about some of the boys having sex with other boys and
girls having sex with other girl's in the club and soon, his dick
was hard as a steel pipe when Steve finally finished spilling his
guts. This was to good to be true, he thought. They want me to
join as well, wow. He thought about having sex with other boys
like himself and the thought of actually having sex with a girl
as well really excited him. The next get together was supposed to
be that Friday after school and he wanted in on that action as
well. They figured they had better tell their mom they were
planning to stay for some after-school activity on that day,
which in their minds, wasn't really a lie.

The next day in school, all Dean could think about was the sex
party that was going to happen that Friday. Steve had told him
the name of a few of the other kids who would be there. When he
mentioned the name of Freddy Baxter, he got really excited.
Freddy was a really cute boy he had noticed in his gym class.
Since they both had gym during last period, they weren't required
to take showers but he had watched Freddy change into and out of
his gym clothes a few times and thought he had a fantastic bod on
him for a boy. Steve mentioned he was in the club but didn't know
if he liked girls or boys or both for that matter.

During lunch, Steve and Dean fabricated the story they were
planning to tell their mother that evening. They wanted to make
sure they got it absolutely right so she didn't suspect anything.
Their school was in fact going to have a exhibition soccer game
after school the Friday so they planned to use that story to
cover their tracks. They could always call one of their friends
before they leave Jenny's house to find out which team won and by
how much, just in case their mom did ask. It was set.

Gym that particular day was almost more than poor Dean could
stand. They had spent the period playing basketball and he and
Freddy ended up on the "skins" team. The entire game, he made it
a point to sneak glimpses at Freddy each and every chance he
could, even in a few cases, accidentally bumping against the
bare-chested boy. Once or twice, Freddy had noticed Dean smiling
at him and he returned the smile along with a playful nudge and
giggle. They briefly talked while changing back into their school
clothes in the locker room. He discovered that Freddy was an only
child living with his dad. His parents had divorced a few years
ago and his mother didn't even fight to gain custody of him. She
had never called, visited him or even written to him once since
the divorce and even his dad had no idea where she moved to.
Freddy had heard about him and Steve from Jenny and also knew he
would see them both at the club on Friday. Dean desperately
looked forward to that upcoming day.

* * * * *

Ed had been busy with his usual house cleaning chores for most of
the day. Here it was Thursday and he knew Jake would be home on
Saturday and he wanted the house to look clean for him. He had
been putting off the house cleaning for a couple days now,
spending most of his time lounging around the pool or spending
his free time with Dean. He felt better than he had in years and
it was all due to those cute little boys that moved in next door.
He had just fixed himself a cup of coffee when the phone rang.

"Hi babe. How's everything there?" came the voice from Jake when
he answered the phone.

"Hi, honey." replied Ed. "Not much happening here. Just getting
the house all nice and clean for your arrival."

"Yeah ... OK, that's the reason I was calling, babe." Ed
continued, his voice slightly wavering. "Thing's at this branch
are a little more fouled up than we first realized. I may have to
stay another week. I'm sorry."

Ed sighed deeply. "Shit! Well I understand, love. I'll just have
to make do the best I can then."

"Glad you understand, babe. I half expected you to throw a fit at
the news."

"Don't worry about me, love." Ed continued. "I'll be fine. You go
ahead and tend to your business there and I'll look forward to
when you can come back. Love you sweetheart, miss you much." Ed
didn't really mind that Jake would be gone another week, maybe
longer. That would give him more time to spend with that golden-
haired little Adonis with the big cock that resided next door.
Speaking of which, he thought. That big cocked little devil
should be getting home from school pretty soon. He looked at his
watch, then proceeded to the living room where he could sit by
the window and watch for the boys' arrival home.

The bus dropped the boys off about ten minutes later and as Dean
was walking up their driveway, he heard a low tapping sound
coming from Ed's house. He recognized the signal, glanced over
and saw Ed tapping on his living room window. Dean waved back and
hurried into the house to get changed. He was over at Ed's house
in ten minutes flat, being embraced in Ed's strong arms, feeling
his warm body heat surrounding his thin body.

"How was school today, my boy?"

"It was pretty good, Ed." he replied. "Pretty routine ya know."

"Ah yes, I know. I remember my school days as well. Only liked
two subjects, lunch and gym."

Dean giggled at the statement, relaxing and moaning softly as he
felt Ed's hands slip down inside the back of his jeans and began
massaging his firm young ass. He felt his fingers slip inside the
crack and tickle him there. His cock began to rise hard and
straining in his pants as Ed ground his own pelvis into the boy's
crotch. "Oh, wow, Ed, that feels real good when you do that. Can
we go to your room now? My dick is really starting to hurt inside
these pants. I think it wants out."

Ed let one of his hands slide around inside Dean's pants to the
front and massage his throbbing cock as well. He could feel how
tense it was, feeling the head almost completely pressed flat
against the material of the boy's jeans. "Yeah, I think you're
right. The poor things almost suffocating." He pulled his hands
free of the boy's pants and they proceeded to his bedroom without
further delay.

Dean didn't waste any time getting those tight jeans off his body
the moment he entered the bedroom. The pressure on his cock was
unbearable. He breathed a sigh of relief the second he pushed
them down his leg and his dick was released. The front of his
undershorts stuck out like a little tent and he quickly shucked
the pants from his legs, not once taking his eyes away from Ed
while he undressed. Ed had only been wearing a undershirt and
undershorts beneath his bathrobe so he was finished a few seconds
before Dean was fully undressed. As soon as the boy removed his
socks, Ed grabbed him by the waist, tossed him on the bed and
immediately dove down on his five inch spike, swallowing it whole
and sucking like a madman. Dean yelped in surprise and shoved his
hips up as hard as he could against Ed's sucking mouth.

"Oh God, Ed! Suck me off! Oh shit! Ooohhh!"

Ed's head slid up and down with greater speed. He could tell from
the way the boy writhed that he was about to cum, and the thought
made him even more hotter than before. Oddly, at this time he had
gave no thought to any satisfaction of his own. All he cared
about was making this boy cum. He pushed his face into the boy's
pubis, feeling the fuzzy hair tickling his nose. He opened his
mouth a little wider, surrounding the boy's balls and taking them
in as well, making the boy wildly churn on the bed.

"Oh ... oh ... Christ ... shit ... EEYYOOWW ...!" The boy was
screeching as he felt his cock swelling more and more, feeling
his balls getting tighter and fatter as Ed sucked and gently
chewed on his sensitive anatomy. He could sense his cock
quivering with stronger tension as the man lapped at the little
cord of skin that joined the head to the shaft. It was driving
him mad as he did it again and again, exciting him to no end. He
threw his head back on the pillow, grabbed Ed's head with both
hands, shoving it back down on his cock each time Ed would bring
it up. A shuddering tremor suddenly charged through his young
body. His solid dick seemed to enlarge one more time, then orgasm
hit him. He shrieked, his hips arched up like a bow and he blew
his wad. He shot a surprisingly large and powerful stream of cum,
coating Ed's teeth, gums and tonsils, bathing his throat with the
slippery white substance as Ed gurgled happily and swallowed
every drop.

"Oh my boy." Ed said, watching the boy slump back down on the
bed, his chest heaving and gasping for air as his cock dribbled
out a few more drops of cum. Ed quickly leaned forward and licked
the remaining cum from the boy's dick, feeling him shudder with
each swipe of his hot tongue. "I think you needed that really
bad, son."

"Yeah I did, Ed." Dean replied. "I got a chance to meet this
really cute boy in gym today and I've been horny ever since. I
thought I would die from horniness before I ever got home today."

"I know just how you must have felt, my boy." Ed said, looking
down at him hungrily. He needed this boy, wanted and hungered for
him all day long as well. He rolled the semi-exhausted boy over
on his stomach and stared down at his beautiful ass. A sudden
urge came over him to taste this boy's virgin asshole. He had
never even put his tongue to Jake's hairy hole but the thought of
licking this young boy's ass was so exciting to him.

Dean lay on his stomach, still trying to catch his breath from
his best-yet orgasm of the day. He felt his legs being gently
spread apart and sighed contentedly. His first thought was maybe
Ed was going to fuck his tight little ass, and he tingled in
anticipation with the thought. Instead, he felt something warm,
wet and slippery, moving along the crack. He could feel goose-
pimples rising on his ass when the object slid deeper into his
crack. He instinctively raised his hips a little, spreading his
cheeks apart and soon he felt Ed's hot tongue probing at the
sensitive opening, darting in and out, pushing its way deeper and
deeper into his quivering asshole. "Oh God, Ed! AAAAAWWWWW!
UMMMM!" The sensations coursing through his body were
indescribable. He felt his dick get rock hard as the tongue-
fucking got more intense.

Ed couldn't believe how good the boy's ass tasted to his probing
tongue. He was buried in the boy's crack up to his nose, his own
hard-as-steel dick was literally pushing a hole through the
mattress as he ate the boy's ass out. He could feel the boy's
hips beginning to arch skyward, pushing his ass up to meet his
probing tongue. He reached underneath the boy, gently grabbed his
tight ball sac and gently pumped, wanting to increase the
excitement and sensations the boy was now feeling. He began
running his tongue up and down the length of the boy's crack,
darting underneath the boy and nipping gently at his scrotum,
hearing the boy cry out in fits of passion and pleasure, then
licking his way back up to the boy's puckered asshole and reaming
him out again.

Dean was beside himself with pleasure. The combination ass-
rimming and nut massage he was getting from Ed was blowing his
mind. He reached down, grabbed this throbbing dick and began
jacking off furiously as Ed forced his hot, wet tongue deeper
into his sensitive asshole. "OH FUCK! CHRIST ALMIGHTY! PLEASE!
AAAHHHH! I'M GONNA CUM AGAIN, ED! AWWW!"

Ed pumped the tight balls fast and furious as he shoved his
tongue into the virgin asshole as fast and hard as he possibly
could. His nose was buried into the very bottom of the boy's ass-
crack while he nipped gingerly at the skin surrounding his
sensitive opening. He heard the boy shriek one last time, felt
the tight balls clench and unclench and felt the boy's body
convulse as he shot sperm out on the bed sheets. He could feel
the sperm running down onto his pumping hand, coating his
knuckles as he continued pumping and squeezing the boy's emptying
balls, listening to his moans and cries of unbridled pleasure.

"Omigod! Omigod! Omigod!" the boy cried out, over and over again.
He was almost delirious from the pleasure that Ed was bringing
him. He could still feel Ed's tongue licking all around and
inside his asshole, getting it soaking wet.

Ed withdrew his tongue from the boy's ass. His own cock and balls
ached for release. The boy's sweet ass looked so inviting to him,
he had to have him. He moved upwards, covering the boy's prone
body with his own and guided the massive cockhead to the opening
of the boy's virgin young ass. Ed felt the boy squeal when the
tip of his cock slipped inside of him. He paused momentarily. The
boy groaned and his body tensed with the sudden invasion. He
could feel the tightness surrounding and choking his cock and
waited for the boy's ass-muscle to relax. He began to slide
further into him, little by little, hearing a gentle moan each
time, watching the boy as he lay helpless underneath him, his
smile changing back and forth from a grimace to a look of total
bliss as his cock continued to slide deeper and deeper into his
quivering ass.

Dean was overcome with both pain and pleasure. It hurt like hell
when the cock made its initial entry. Then each time the cock
slid further into him, he felt a moment of pain then suddenly
felt it being replaced by a sudden rush of cock-stirring, ball-
tingling pleasure. He couldn't believe anything could feel so
good as this. He could actually feel the pulsing veins of Ed's
cock as they moved along the walls inside of his violated
asshole. He was beginning to feel faint, the shocks and tingles
that coursed through his body each time Ed slid forward were
beginning to dull his senses and he felt he would pass out from
the sheer pleasure of it.

"Oh God!" Ed cried. "I'm in you, son! I'm in! Are you all right?"

"YES!" the boy gasped. "I'm OK, Ed. Please, it feels wonderful!
Fuck my ass!"

Ed pulled back a little, then slid forward slowly, hearing the
boy squeal happily. The bulbous purple head of his cock shoved
forward, bulldozing its way through the resistance of the boy's
rectal cavity. Dean yelped in pain mixed with rapturous delight
as the burning fuck-pole crammed into his bowels.

Dean felt the walls of his anal channel tighten against the
intruding pole of the man's plunging cock, and then he felt him
fall on his back, in the grip of passion, himself. The man's arms
encircled his waist from behind as he fucked slowly back and
forth like an oversized dog humping into his tight little ass. He
wanted to pull the walls of his ass wider apart by yanking hard
on his asscheeks, but there was no way his rectal channel was
willing to open any wider. His head was turned to the right with
his cheek pressed into the pillow, and he sighed with wondrous
rapture as the great pole slid back and forth inside his tight
young ass.

Ed began to fuck into the boy's ass with greater fury, picking up
speed as his belly ground against the cheeks of the boy's rounded
ass. The enlarged cockhead was swollen to the point where he knew
it would shortly explode. He could feel the climax building in
him, climbing to new heights on the orgasmic scale. His balls
were bouncing frantically as the boy's asshole tightened, milking
his plunging penis for all it was worth, trying to suck the sperm
from it as his mouth would suck the sweetness from a piece of
sugar cane. His already tight asshole suddenly crushed down even
more tightly, squeezing, pressing, squashing and the pressure was
to much for Ed. He felt his hot come rise up from his balls and
shoot through the tube of his cock into the blistering asshole,
flooding it with great gouts of sperm. "W-A-A-U-U-U-G-G-G-H-H-H!"
he grunted, sending blast after blast of blistering cum into the
boy's asshole, flooding him, filling his bowels and oozing back
out of his hole to run don the crack of his ass, dribbling down
on the sheets and running down between his back and Ed's heaving
belly.

They lay there, Ed on top of Dean, both completely exhausted from
their frenzied fuck session. Ed's cock remained locked into the
boy's asshole for awhile, and then slowly, as the phallus began
to finally soften and deflate, he slid the dribbling cock from
the boy's ass, bending down to lick the now extremely sensitive
sphincter muscle of the boy's rectum.

"Oh wow, Ed!" the boy exclaimed. "I can hardly even see straight!
Is this what they mean by getting your brains fucked out?"

Ed couldn't help but laugh. He rolled the exhausted little boy
over on his back and lay on top of him, kissing him all over.
"Well, my boy." he said. "I wont go as far as to say that, but
you sure as hell gave ME the best fuck I've ever had in my entire
life!"

Dean lay there happily, he had no energy left in his young body.
Ed continued to kiss, lick and suck his way down the length of
the boy's little body, digging his tongue into the boy's belly
button, rimming it as he had rimmed his asshole earlier. He
continued working his way down the writhing young body, sucking
the boy's little balls in, giving them a nice warm spit bath and
finally sucking the boy's little cock again, bringing the boy to
another thundering climax before he was finished with him.

Ed noticed the time and felt he should get the boy home before
his mother missed him. They both climbed into his shower and
washed each other thoroughly, cleaning off the evidence of the
afternoons wild sex session. He was scrubbing the boy's pecker
squeaky clean when he got another erection. He couldn't believe
it. He sucked the boy off once more, the explosion wasn't as
large as the previous three had been, only a few drops emerged
this time but the taste was still just as sweet. They dried each
other off, embraced and kissed one more time before saying
goodbye to each other for the evening.

Chapter 5

The next day at school seemed like the longest day of young
Dean's life. The time just seem to drag by. It was only second
period and it felt like he had been in school all day long. All
he could think about was the two-thirty dismissal bell and
getting over to Jenny's house with his brother to see his friend
Freddy and to experience this sex club first hand. He went to bed
with a boner thinking about it, and woke up this morning with a
boner as well. After the crazy sex action he got from Ed
yesterday, he was surprised he was able to raise a boner period
last night. He had told Steve all the stuff they did together
yesterday after school and wanted him to join in as well one day,
a threesome so to speak. Steve was all for it and said they would
definitely do that one day.

Finally the bell rang ending second period. He could make a quick
dash to his locker, grab his history book and hope that third
period goes by quickly. After third period, then there's lunch,
then math and lastly comes gym. He had just opened the door to
his locker when "Wham," he hit the door face-first. He was shoved
really hard into it in fact. He was stunned but managed to turn
around to face his attacker.

"I take it you have a damn good reason for forgetting my dollar
yesterday?" Ronald asked, looking fit to be tied.

"I-I-I don't know w-what you m-mean Ronald," Dean replied. "I
didn't forget y-your dollar. I gave it to you personally at
second period, honest I did. Don't you remember?" He immediately
began to close his legs tightly together, protecting his balls.

"You lie, shithead! You didn't give me anything and it wasn't in
my locker by the end of the day, ass-wipe!"

"But ... but ... Ronald, I swear ... I ... I did give it to you!"
Dean was beginning to panic now. He knew he put it in Ronald's
hands that period. Suddenly and without warning, Ronald punched
him, "UUMMFF!" The punch almost knocked the wind out of him and
now he was being shoved, pushed, forced inside of his own locker.
"No ... no Ronald, please don't. I swear I paid you the dollar."
His pleas fell on deaf ears as Ronald literally crammed him
inside the small confined space and slammed the door.

"I'll expect three bucks on Monday, butt-plug! The extra buck is
for being late. I don't see it on Monday, I kick your scrawny ass
on Tuesday!"

He was trapped, he could barely move his arms. This was a
nightmare. He could be in there all weekend if he didn't get
help. He managed to move one of his legs into a position where he
could kick at the locker door. He began to yell and kick at the
same time. The third period late bell rang, he was late for
class. As far as he was concerned right then, that was the least
of his worries. He continued to yell for help when he heard a
voice on the other side.

"Who's in there?" Came the sound of a man's voice.

"Lemme out please, I cant move and I can hardly breathe!"

"One minute, son." the voice spoke again.

Dean heard keys through the locker door. This was not a good
sign. The lockers had combinations on them but they also had a
key release that would open them as well. Only the Principal,
Vice-principal and the security guards had keys though. The door
swung open and of all the people, it would be Principal Davis.

"You again!" Principal Davis spoke to him, looking very
surprised. "The other day you get brought to the office with
supposedly a case of food poisoning and today, I find you locked
inside your locker. Are you bored with our school Mr. Tanner or
are you just trying my patience?"

"Neither, sir." Dean said sheepishly. "Just ran into a little
trouble with another kid and I wound up in there."

"Well, who was this kid?" "Ummm, I'd rather not say, sir."

"You'd rather not say Hun? Well maybe spending lunch in detention
will help you change your mind. Twelve o'clock, be there! Now get
to class!"

"Yes sir, Mr. Davis." Dean said sullenly. He cursed himself for
not telling on that bastard Ronald. Then the more he thought
about it, it probably would have only made it worse on himself in
the long run. He would just take his detention like a man and be
done with it.

"Hey! Where were you at lunch today?" Steve asked on the school
bus bound for home.

"I got into some trouble and spent it in detention." Dean
replied, still a little pissed about the whole deal.

"What kind of trouble?" Steve asked.

"Aww, nothing, Steve. It's not even worth talking about. I just
wanna forget the whole thing even happened, and I sure don't want
it to spoil our fun today, OK?"

"OK, I understand." Steve replied. "If you want to talk about it
later, that's fine."

Steve turned his attention back to Jenny again and they talked
for the rest of the ride to her stop. Dean decided to try and
forget about that asshole Ronald for the rest of the day. He had
waited to long for this day and he sure didn't want to spoil
anybody's fun thinking about that jerk. The bus turned into the
subdivision and all three of them got off at Jenny's drop-off
point and walked towards her house. Her friend Tina was coming
down the street on her bike followed by another girl that Dean
had seen around the school but didn't know her name. By the time
they reached Jenny's house, Freddy was also coming down the
street on his bicycle, riding Lonnie, another kid from school, on
his handle-bars. He had seen Lonnie as well in the gym but never
had the opportunity to talk with him. Lonnie was also another
handsome boy, that Dean had the pleasure of seeing naked in the
locked rooms a few times. He usually always took a shower after
gym and paraded between the locker room and showers completely
naked.

"Hi, everybody!" Jenny said. "Glad to see you all could make it.
Hi Deanie, real glad you could join us too. I think we're all
going to have a great time together." She grinned mischievously,
listening to the responses from the kids who came.

She securely locked the front door after the last member entered,
then very casually moved one leg of the coat rack in direct line
of the front door. Dean watched as she did this and immediately
knew what she was up to. If someone came through the front door,
the action would knock over the heavy coat rack, creating quite a
disturbance with all the items that were hanging on it. This, no
doubt, was her plan, like an early warning system in case her
parents came home earlier than she expected.

Upon entering Jenny's bedroom and closing the door, Tina, Lonnie
and Freddy wasted no time getting undressed. Dean glanced quickly
at Steve who was also taking his clothes off as well. Dean began
to follow suit, blushing slightly because he was, for the first
time in his life, getting butt-naked in the presence of a girl.
Jenny had begun taking her clothes off as well and so did the
other girl, who's name was Connie. Soon, Steve was naked and
every ones eyes were upon Dean as he stripped off his jeans and
undershorts, revealing a prick almost as big as his older
brothers. Even Freddy and Lonnie stared in disbelief at the size
of the boy's dicks. They had seen cocks that size on some of the
junior and senior boys but never one that size on a freshman.

"Wow, man!" Lonnie gasped, staring at the two brother's cocks.
"You guys are blessed!"

"No shit!" Freddy concurred with his friend.

Connie immediately walked over to Dean, her eyes moving from his
eyes to his cock. She swallowed hard. "Is this your first time
here, Dean?"

"Yes, it is." Dean replied, his voice almost choked. This was so
exciting, he was actually talking to a girl. Better yet, he was
actually getting turned on by a girl. His cock was stiffening
very rapidly and she was less than a foot in front him, calmly
watching his dick grow stiff right before her eyes.

She reached out and touched his pecker, making him jump. "It's
OK, Dean." she said softly, lowering herself to her knees. "I
wont hurt you, I promise." She bent forward and began kissing and
nibbling the tip of the blood-engorged prick. It tasted sweet and
smooth against her hungry mouth. "Uuummm!" Her little cunny was
twitching wildly as she opened her mouth and slipped her lips
over his cock to began sucking wetly. Sliding a hand between his
legs, she cupped his balls and began squeezing them as she tugged
and pulled on his rigid muscle with her hot wet mouth.

"YOU'RE SUCKING ME!" Dean cried out. His eyes were fixed on
Connie's cherry red lips as they slipped up and down his dick,
leaving little trails of spit as she went. He shuddered violently
and began humping his ass, thrusting his pole deep into her
mouth. "UUUNNNGGGHHH! OOOHH! AAAGGGHHH!"

* * * * *

Steve watched his younger brother getting blown, enjoying the
wild sucking action Connie was performing on his cock. His own
cock was throbbing madly as Jenny quickly grabbed it and drew him
down on the floor by it. He found himself laying happily between
her legs, his pecker laying flat between their stomachs as they
French-kissed each other. Jenny grasped his head, burying her
face into his, deep kissing him with all the gusto she could
manage. Steve had his hands between them, caressing and squeezing
Jenny's breasts, moaning in pleasure from the velvety touch.

* * * * *

Tina was having the time of her life as well. She, Lonnie and
Freddy were on Jenny's bed. Tina had Freddy's solid dick in her
mouth and was sucking for all she was worth, Freddy was sucking
Lonnie's dick as well as pumping his friends balls while Lonnie
was eating Tina's pussy like there was no tomorrow.

* * * * *

Dean was staring at all the sex action going on around him. His
hips were fucking Connie's mouth so hard and fast his back began
to ache. He was arching his hips as forcefully and deeply as he
could. His hands losing all control, gripping her face, becoming
clumsy and almost brutal on her tender face, marveling to the
blow-job he was deriving from her, the hottest, tightest mouth he
had ever experienced on a girl before. The moans and groans
spilling from his mouth measured the degree of his rising
pleasure that threatened to carry him into complete delirium. His
body was shaking violently, he was reaching down with his
fingers, trying to clamp the girls lips even tighter around his
thrusting shaft.

Connie couldn't believe it. She had no idea she could create such
pleasure in a boy. She had sucked off Lonnie and Freddy many
times but they never responded with such pleasure as Dean now
was. She knew he was almost there and doubled her sucking
pressure, she could feel the boy beginning to wobble, he couldn't
stand up any longer. She saw him catch himself on Jenny's
dresser, then slowly lower himself to the floor, her mad sucking
never once ceasing. Her head relentlessly banging into his
crotch, her hands squeezing and pumping the life out of his
throbbing balls.

* * * * *

"Oh God, Steve! Jenny cried out. "I cant stand it anymore, stick
it in me please!"

Steve looked at her, his eyes glazed. He couldn't believe what
she was saying to him. She wanted him to fuck her. His very first
fuck. He couldn't believe it. Had he heard wrong. He soon
realized he hadn't heard wrong. Jenny had reached down between
them, seized his rock-hard cock and slowly began to insert it
into her pussy. Steve groaned and shoved downward, his dick
sliding in to the hilt. He heard her squeal in pleasure as his
shaft slid home. "Oh God!" he thought. "I'm in! I'm in! I'm not a
virgin anymore!"

"Fuck me, Steve!" Jenny wailed. "Fuck me!"

Steve needed no further encouragement than that as he began a
slow, experimental humping action into the girls young pussy.
"Jesus Christ!" the boy moaned into her neck. "I've never had
anything like this before!" He braced his knees and began
humping, long-dicking her, stroking the full length of his stiff
shaft in and out of her greedy pussy. "Ungh ... ungh ... oh shit!
This is outa sight! AAAGGGHHH!"

* * * * *

The long column of Dean's rigid male flesh filling Connie's mouth
began to swell, and she tried to increase the moist suctioning
around it as the hard bulbous head rammed into her throat,
expanding with every deep plunge. All that mattered to her was
the great shaft of hot, hard cock-flesh that pummeled faster and
faster into her mouth. Saliva dribbled down the corner of her
lips, coating her chin. Wild little electrical shocks were
searing through her tremendously aroused body to clench and
create a drawing-in sensation in her needing vagina.

Dean groaned harder and louder, fucking as deeply as possible
into Connie's oval mouth and working throat. He could feel the
boiling cauldron in his testicles as he fucked into her mouth
harder and harder, deeper and deeper. The lust-crazed young boy
was watching her, his face contorted with an animal-like passion
he had never known before. Holding the sides of her head in as
tight a grip as he could manage, he pulled her lips downward,
even closer to the base of his cock, pulling her tighter into his
aching loins. A thundering roar surged through his brain and he
knew he could hold back no longer.

Pressing his fingers into her cheeks to make the warm moist
cavern even tighter, Dean crammed his pulsating distended shaft
deep up into her face and lunged his hips upward. His blood-
filled penis throbbed and expanded in the channel between the
softness of her tongue and firm, slippery roof of her mouth as he
fucked into her with long, surprisingly powerful strokes until it
felt as if a million volts of electricity were shooting through
his body! And Then ... all at once, he felt the eruption take
place, felt the stream, the very first stream of white-hot fire
leap along the tube of his plunging cock. He gasped, his lips
pulling back across his teeth as though he were in agony. His
cock began a sudden wild convulsive jerking that flooded Connie's
madly sucking mouth with rush after rush of burning semen,
actually bloating her cheeks outward with each youthful spurt
until she had to swallow frantically to keep from choking.
Mewling and crooning her approval, she tickled his emptying balls
with the tips of her fingernails. "Keep sucking! Keep sucking!"
Dean cried. His hands were working wildly in her hair now,
lowering her head down harder on his burgeoning cock, burying it
deep into her gulping throat. And then, with one last mighty
groan as the young girl sucked crazily at the juices of his
desire, he emptied the final drops of his sperm into her mouth.

* * * * *

It was impossible for Jenny to control herself any longer. The
huge delight-filled cock plunging in and out of her pussy was
driving her wild with passion. Throwing her arms across Steve's
back, she wrapped her legs around him and dug her heels into the
crack of his ass, at the same time humping and haunching off the
floor at his stabbing pecker. "UUUNNNGGGHHH! UUNNGGHH! UUNNGGHH!"

Steve was astounded and filled with rapture at the same time. No
girl he had ever eaten in the old neighborhood would even
consider letting him fuck them. This girl was incredible. Her
pussy was tight, like a fist full of warm jelly, and the way she
was twisting and turning made his balls tickle. He clutched at
her shoulders and picked up speed, slapping his balls against the
crack of her ass as he thrust his dick in and out. "UNGH! UNGH!
UNGH!"

Orgasm was beginning to build in Jenny's feverish cunny as she
slammed up against the spearing rod that filled her with such
ecstatic delight. She knew the boy wouldn't last much longer at
this rate and she began gyrating even more wildly, forcing his
staff to ream her cunt. She cried out to the heavens when orgasm
suddenly struck her young body. It was timed perfectly. Jenny's
back arched upward as climax shot out from her young pussy.
"WWWWAAAAHHHH!" She felt the boy stiffen, then jerk as his
boiling sperm flooded into her, squirting in jets against her
uterus. His spewing eruption brought her yet to another climax,
and her nails dug into his back as she screamed through clenched
teeth. "OOOHHHHH! OOOOHHHHHH!"

Steve slumped down against her, trembling and twitching with
rapture. He had never cum that hard before, and wished now he had
been able to make it last. It wasn't until his senses had stopped
reeling that he realized he was still laying on top of her. And
not only that but she was still clenching and unclenching her
cuntal muscles on his still-pulsing tool, exciting his lust all
over again.

* * * * *

The two pair of kids on the floor were suddenly brought back to
their senses by a sharp cry coming from the bed. They sat up and
watched the goings on between Tina, Lonnie and Freddy. They had
cut their oral sex-play short and were now sandwiched together on
the bed. Freddy was happily fucking her pussy from the front,
Lonnie was shoving his dick up her ass from the rear, his hands
wrapped around her and squeezing her little breasts. Tina was
Frenching Freddy between screams of delight as she lay in between
both boys, her little body being violated from both directions.
The sloshing sounds coming from her pussy and ass sounded like
footsteps walking through wet mud. Both boys, with expressions of
absolute bliss on their faces, fucking the helpless young girl as
fast and hard as they possibly could. Howls and screams of joy
and pleasure filled the air as both boys simultaneously shot
their wads into Tina, who herself was screaming during her own
throes of orgasm, her anal and cuntal muscles clamping down
unmercifully on the two shooting organs lodged inside her young
body.

Dean felt a hand on his prick ... and it wasn't his. He looked
down and saw it was attached to Connie's arm. "Will you fuck me,
Dean." she asked quietly. "Please fuck me, I want you so badly
inside me."

"Oh God!" Dean said, almost near panic. "Yes, I want to so
badly." He couldn't believe all of this was happening to him. He
still felt he was trapped in some kind of dream, a dream he never
wanted to wake up from. He was hot, so very hot, he felt as if
his cock would explode if someone even so much as breathed on it
to hard.

The other kids regained their composure and sat up to watch the
fun. This was it, they all thought together. Dean and Connie were
both about to lose their virginity together. Connie had been
eaten by the other boys but she had never let them fuck her. She
had been dead-set against it so soon after joining the club. Now
it seemed she was willing to lose it and she wanted it to be with
Dean, by far, in her eyes, the cutest boy in the entire club.
Even Jenny was so happy for her friend. She made Tina, Freddy and
Lonnie clear off of her bed. She wanted Connie and Dean to have
it for themselves. She wanted their very first fuck to be one
they would remember forever.

They all watched as Connie lay down on the bed and spread her
legs. Dean and the other boys as well, shivered at the sight of
the girl's pink, dewy slit. Climbing on the bed on his knee's,
Dean crawled between Connie's outstretched legs, twitching with
anticipation. For the first time in his life, he was going to
fuck a girl. "Oh jeez!" he whimpered. "Oh jeez!"

Connie waited until he was stretched out on top of her, then
reached between them to guide his stiff cock into her pussy. When
she had the head inserted in, she threw her arms around him. "OK,
do it!" she said. "Push it in!"

The boy slid forward, his cock inching its way into her tight
pussy. He was excited beyond belief now, the pussy began
surrounding his cock like a warm, wet, tight glove. He was in
about two inches when he stopped. There was a barrier there, his
cock would go no further, no matter how he pushed against her.
His cock was juicy now and he wanted to go further and even
Connie wanted him to go on.

"What's the matter?" she asked.

"I don't know." he said. "There's something there that won't let
me in any further."

Soon the room was filled with voices of the other child
spectators, chanting, "Cherry! Cherry! Cherry!"

"Oh," Connie frowned. "That must be what mama calls my
maidenhead. All girls have it, it's what boys call the cherry. I
think you have to break through it with your dick."

"Jeez, will that hurt you though?" he asked, speaking over the
still chanting spectators.

"I don't know, I don't think so." she answered. "Pull out and
slam in again."

Dean did so, drawing back until his balls were shivering in
anticipation, his cockhead just held within her passage. His ass
twitched several times as he gathered himself ... and suddenly
... after a deep breath, slammed down with all his power.

"OOOOOHHHHHHH!" the girl howled as the boy penetrated her hymen.
Tears coursed out of her eyes, the girls face wincing with pain.
Her chest was heaving but the boy was all the way in her now.

Whoops, cheers and applause erupted from the other kid's as they
witnessed the christening of the two lovers.

Before the boy could began his first stroke, the cherry-breaking
was more than his balls could stand. He started to withdraw and
his cock began to shoot, spraying her insides with squirts of
sticky cum. "Oh no! Fuck!" he wailed. "It's too soon, I'm
shooting!"

"DEAN! AAAHHH! YOU'RE CUMING! PLEASE STOP! MAKE ME CUM TOO!"
Connie screamed, feeling the boy's dick blasting her cunt. The
warm semen lubricated her vagina and made fucking a little
easier, but she couldn't understand why he came so quickly. Even
though it felt wonderful, it didn't satisfy her own yearning for
orgasm. Lifting her legs, she wrapped them around his waist as
she had seen Jenny do to Steve. She dug her heels into his ass,
she could still feel his dick jerking inside of her.

"I'm sorry!" the boy whimpered. "I couldn't help it, you were so
tight and it started cuming and I couldn't hold it back!"

"It's OK, Dean!" she said. "I understand. Keep fucking me though.
Pump it! Shove it in and out! Please fuck me!"

"I will!" he said. "Boy, does that feel good!" He reached under
her, braced himself and began haunching her, driving his cock
back and forth with long even strokes. He could feel his balls
churning, manufacturing another load of sperm for him to shoot
into her. "Oh fuck! Fuck! Oh jeez! I can do it again! Ungh!
Ungh!"

The room was filled with the sounds of Dean fucking Connie on the
bed, Steve fucking Tina on the floor and Jenny sucking Freddy
while Lonnie was fucking her in the ass. The aroma of young sex
permeated the air around them.

"UUNNGGHH! UUNNGGHH! UUNNGGHH!" Connie's nails raked Dean's back
as she began thrashing under him, squirming and writhing on the
spearing cock that was bringing her so much pleasure. Her hard
nipples were pressed against his hairless chest, and she was lost
in ecstasy. "FUCK ME DEAN! OH, GOD, FUCK ME! AAAHHH!"

"UNGH ... UNGH ... UNGH ...!" Dean was hunching at Connie
fiercely, stroking his dick the full length in and out of the
slippery tube. His balls were slapping against her ass, making
him all the hotter. "OH! FUCK! DAMN! UNGH ... UNGH ... UNGH ...!
I'M GONNA CUM AGAIN! I CAN'T HOLD IT OFF! I'M GONNA SHOOT AGAIN!"

"NOW! NOW!" Connie screamed, heaving her cunny up to him as
orgasm ripped through her young body. Once again she felt a
torrent of hot cream spewing against her womb as she gushed out
her own juices, surrounding Dean's shooting cock and making him
cum all the more harder. She was dizzy with rapture. Their wails,
moans and grunts echoed throughout the room.

The violent orgasm left Connie drained. She was panting
breathlessly as she let her arms and legs go limp and fall back
onto the bed. "Oh wow!" she gasped. "That blew my mind!"

Dean was still trembling as he snaked his cream-covered tool from
the girls cunt and rolled over on his back. "Wheew!" he said. "I
sure as hell didn't know fucking was going to be like that!" He
lay there for a moment. leaned over and kissed Connie full and
deep on the lips. She then bent down and began licking the fuck
juice from Dean's wilting penis, sucking it into her mouth to get
every last drop, then moved down to lick his balls clean as well.
They kissed each other again and it was a few minutes later that
they suddenly realized how quiet it was in the room.

They both sat up and looked over at the other kids. They were all
sitting there on the floor, very quietly watching them. Then,
they suddenly smiled, looked at each other and held up cards with
numbers on them and began laughing and cheering hysterically.
Dean and Connie looked at each other, then back at the cards that
were showing a total score of fifty points out of a possible
fifty and began laughing as well.

Chapter 6

Steve and Dean were whistling together during the walk home from
Jenny's. They had their arms around each others shoulders and
would burst into an occasional childish giggle when one of them
missed a note of the tune they both were whistling.

"Oh man! was today great or what?" Steve asked his younger
brother.

"I'll say it was!" replied Dean. "I cant believe it, I actually
fucked a girl. We're no longer virgins Hun?"

"Nope little brother. We are now men of the world. Wish I had a
cigarette."

"A cigarette?" Dean looked puzzled.

"Well, yeah!" Steve replied. "You're always supposed to smoke a
cigarette after your first fuck with a girl!"

Dean looked puzzled but shrugged it off anyway. He couldn't get
Connie out of his mind. It had been so great. He had trouble
getting Freddy and Lonnie out of his mind too. Especially the
image that was burned into his brain of seeing Freddy sucking
Lonnie's cock. Ever since he laid eyes on Freddy, he had wondered
if the boy was gay or not. Not an easy thing to tell just by
looking at him. More than likely though he was just like him and
Steve, liking both girls and boys. He thought it was so cool that
Connie wasn't even repulsed by the sight of Freddy sucking off
another boy. Means she's probably open-minded about stuff like
that as well. What a cool club.

They walked into the house together, laughing and singing all the
way. Their mother heard them enter the house. She was in the
living room watching Oprah on TV. They walked in, knowing what
she was doing that time of day. They took one look at the TV,
looked at each other and simultaneously yelled, "AAAUUUGGGHHH!
Not Oprah! The terror of the networks! The scourge of the TV
screen! Every kid's nightmare parent! Every husbands wife from
hell! The only female that makes Phil Donahue and even Freddy
Krueger wake up screaming! Not her! AAAUUUGGGHHH!" and collapsed
to the floor laughing and giggling.

"Well, must have been some game today." she said, looking at the
boy's, wondering if they had been drinking or using drugs.

"Oh man, I'll say it was." Steve replied, playing it off pretty
well. "If you had seen the kind of action we saw today, you would
have had a conniption fit! Today's action went above and beyond
the call!"

"Oh my goodness. I'm pleased you had so much fun. I hope you get
to go to a lot more games like that."

"So do we mom, so do we!"

The boys went upstairs and immediately jumped in the shower
together. They wanted to get squeaky clean before mom caught a
whiff of "sex" on their bodies. They scrubbed every inch of each
others bodies. Steve giggled when he took the louvre and
thoroughly scoured Deans pecker and balls with it but got no
response at all from the boy's cock.

"Oh wow, Dean!" he said. "I think your dick is dead. I think it
had a heart attack from that fuck!"

Dean laughed. "Well, if it is dead ... what a way to go!"

They finished their shower and put on fresh clothes. Looked at
themselves in the mirror with very smug expressions on their
faces, feeling pretty darn proud of themselves too. They started
downstairs to fix themselves something to eat. They were both
famished.

"Hey guys, easy on the junk food, dinner's in another hour." they
heard their mother say.

"OK, mom!" Dean responded. He didn't care, he felt starved. Doing
the nasty tends to make you hungry, he thought to himself. They
had fixed themselves a sandwich and had begun to eat when they
heard the phone ring. Their mother answered it in the living
room.

"Dean ... phone!" she yelled.

"OK, mom!" Dean said, hurrying to answer it. "Hello."

"Hi, Dean? it's me, Freddy."

Dean felt his heart skip a beat. "Hi Freddy, what's up?"

"Hope you don't mind, I got your number from Jenny. Listen, I
know you and Steve are new and all but I was wondering if you
guys could come to a sleep-over I'm having tomorrow night?"

"Oh wow!" Dean said. "Let me check, hold on."

"Mom? this is Freddy, he's a kid from our school. He's having a
sleep-over at his house tomorrow night, can we go please?"

"Oh, honey." she said. "I'm supposed to work tomorrow night. Will
his parents be home to watch you guys?"

Dean pretended to speak into the phone, turned back towards her
and said, "yes mom, his dad will be there and he said it will be
fine."

"OK." she said. "I guess that will be fine then. You have to do
your homework first before you leave."

"Hey, Freddy, it's all set, we can come. Who's all going to be
there?"

Freddy giggled. "Just you guys, me and Lonnie."

"All right!" Dean giggled. "That's going to be so great. But what
about your parents, won't they hear us in your room?"

Freddy giggled again. "We aren't going to be in my room. I have a
real cool tree-fort in the backyard. Far from the house. High-up
in the tree. And it's the only tree-fort in the neighborhood with
electricity, cable TV and a fridge!"

"Holy shit!" Dean whispered, not wanting his mother to hear. "Now
that's what I call roughing it! We'll be there about six, is that
OK?"

"That's perfect." Freddy replied. "See ya then!"

Dean immediately went back into the kitchen and informed Steve of
their six o'clock rendezvous at Freddy's the next day. They both
knew what was up with that deal and they looked forward to it.
Dinner went smoother than they both had expected. Their mother
asked only a minimal amount of questions pertaining to the game
they were supposed to have been at that particular day.

"Oh, by the way, Ed came over looking for you today Dean. Said he
would like for you to stop by after dinner if you weren't to
tired from the game."

Dean shot a quick glance over at Steve, then looked down at his
crotch which still remained lifeless. "OK mom." he said, his mind
and the rest of his body was willing but he wasn't sure if his
cock was.

"Well, hello, Dean." Ed greeted him happily as he entered the
house. "How was the game today?"

"Hi Ed," Dean replied, hugging him tightly. "The game was great.
Our school won twenty-six to twelve." That was the truth at
least, they had checked before leaving Jenny's house.

"Fantastic!" Ed exclaimed. "Sounds like you had a pretty good
time."

"Yeah we did." Dean replied, yawning slightly and relaxing on the
couch, his head resting in Ed's lap. He was really feeling tired
and just a little sleepy from all the fun he had that day. They
sat on the couch watching "Boy Meets World" on the TV. He liked
that show. He thought Rider Strong was really sexy and he thought
the one kid, Lee Norris, who played "Minkus," the class brain,
was so adorable. Any other time he watched the show, he'd be
sporting a full erection just from watching the two boys. He
glanced down at his crotch, still nothing, maybe Steve was right,
maybe my dick really is dead. He chuckled to himself. His eyelids
felt a little heavy as they watched the program together. He
could feel Ed's hand slowly stroking his chest, it felt real
good. His hand slipped inside of his shirt and began massaging
his bare skin, that felt REALLY good then. His hand continued
rubbing his chest, gently widening its massage to rub and tweak
his little nipples, then slowly began to make its way down his
chest to the waistband of his jeans.

Dean wasn't sure if he wanted this right now or not. His dick
obviously didn't want it because it hadn't even so much as
flinched once during the entire time Ed was massaging him. He
still reached down anyway and unsnapped his jeans so Ed wouldn't
have any trouble getting down inside his pants. He felt Ed's hand
work its way under the waistband of his shorts and inch its way
down to his crotch. The warm hand slowly caressed his dick and
balls and massaged them gently. He spread his legs a little wider
for him on the couch and his hand dipped further between the
boy's legs. His large hand massaged and stroked his penis and
balls for several minutes without any response from the lifeless
organ.

"Oh my goodness." Ed said. "What have you been up to today young
man?"

"Ed?" Dean started. "Can you keep a secret?"

"Of course, son. what's wrong?"

"Oh, nothings wrong, Ed. It's just, well, I got laid today ... by
a girl."

"Are you serious, son?" Ed exclaimed, smiling down at the boy.

"Boy, Ed! am I ever serious. Me and Steve both got our brains
fucked out today after school. There really was a game, but we
didn't go to it. We went to this girls house and got laid!"

By this time, Ed was laughing and patting the boy on his stomach
at the same time, listening to him describe the afternoon's
events, not leaving out a single detail. "My little boy lost his
cherry today. I couldn't be any prouder if you were my own son.
Least now I know why your pecker won't work right now."

"Yeah," Dean said. "Steve said I killed the poor thing."

"No, son! Your pecker isn't dead. It's just a little tired,
that's all. You're young though. You just overworked it a little.
It still works fine though, it just needs a little more
stimulation after a good workout like it got today, to get its
second wind if you know what I mean"

Ed, got down on the floor on his knees, crawled down and slid the
boy's pants and undershorts to his knees. He looked at the boy's
limp little penis and kissed it lovingly. Dean shivered and
stirred, his cock stirring with him. Ed reached to capture the
cockhead between his lips, holding it there with gentle pressure.

"AAAWW!" Dean moaned. "That hurts a little!"

Ed wet his cock then, sucking down on it until the soft shape was
completely across the length of his tongue. He curled his tongue
around the cock, making a soft bed for it and the boy slowly
began to harden. His cock stirring in tiny shivers as the blood
pushed its way into the already sensitive flesh. He could feel
the boy's heart beat faster and felt his small hands reach down
to entwine in his hair, his little hips worked gently against his
mouth, pushing his cock a bit further into it.

Ed swallowed, tasting the sweet boy-meat, tasting the sweet tang
of his salty juices as they began to slowly ooze out the tip. His
lips reached out to touch the ball's that hung so invitingly as
well, he wanted to bring them into his mouth too, wanted to have
all of the boy's sex within his hot sucking mouth. His fingers
touched the sensitive testicles, lifted them, traced their egg-
shaped patterns, and then he let the boy's cock slip from his
mouth and moved down to suck on his ball's instead, biting gently
around them when he had them in his mouth, being very careful not
to injure his favorite little boy.

He then let one of his fingers trail its way underneath the boy's
ass, searching and probing for his tight little asshole. The boy
flinched, his asshole puckering at Ed's touch, but he still
persisted, working at him until the tip of his finger was buried
in the tight confines of the boy's sphincter muscle. He felt the
boy push down, spearing his asshole deeper onto the probing
finger. Ed took the boy's cock into his mouth once more, sucked
it all the way in until the boy gasped. It was a tiny gasp. Dean
expected pain from his dick. And pain was there for only a few
seconds as his cock began to grow again, the blood moving gently
into the interstices of the cells, filling him and expanding him
until there was a spongy hardness that was not as great as his
biggest erection of the day, but more than enough to fill Ed's
throat.

And still Ed sucked gently on the boy. Not wanting to bring
pressure to bear, only wanting to make the boy feel good. His
tongue moved against the underside of the cock, tracing the
presence of the veins that would enlarge, become obvious, as he
grew older. His head moved back and forth in tiny movements as
the cock continued to grow in his mouth. Now he felt the boy's
asshole flexing, his buttocks tightening against his buried
finger. The boy kept his position, his hands resting along his
thighs now, his head bent back, his eyes closed tight against the
pleasure Ed was bringing him.

"OH, ED! OHHHHHHHHHH! DO IT! SUCK ME!"

Ed responded, his hand reaching to hold the boy's asscheek, he
pulled his finger from the boy's hot hole and grabbed him firmly
by the other cheek. He pushed his head down, drawing the entire
length of the boy's cock-meat into his mouth and sucked him with
a passion. The boy's body arched up, trying to support himself on
his hands, his belly pressed up against the man's forehead,
trying to force every last inch of his dick down the man's
throat.

Dean couldn't hold back any longer. he began to fuck into the
man's mouth. The boy was panting for breath now, the man was to
strong to let him do the fucking his cock demanded. Ed was
holding him tight as he bucked against him, into him, filling him
now until it seemed that his cock must slide all the way down
into the man's stomach. His balls were drawn tight in their sac,
battering against the man's chin, the bruises aching them as he
slammed down on them. He was no longer in control. His brain had
been taken control of by his cock, his gut. There was nothing
more important than this mad fucking into the man's mouth. Animal
growls escaped him as his ass fought against the clutching hands
of the much stronger man, slamming upward with all his might for
the short strokes that the man would permit. He felt the man was
trying to swallow him whole, wanting to rip his cock from his
body, tear away his ball's and eat them, swallow the down. They
were moving now, fighting each other for supremacy over the boy's
cock.

Ed finally managed to get on top of the boy. His mouth never
leaving the cock for a moment. He fought the thrashing boy,
finally forcing his knees to give, making his legs lie flat
against the couch then positioning himself over them, still
sucking the boy's cock deep into his throat, as he held the boy's
arms down along his sides. The boy was whimpering his need as the
man sucked his aching cock, he continued to moan, to whimper, but
for him there was no escape. The man had him restrained and he
was helpless to fight. The boy was chewing his lip, grimacing
from the pleasure, his balls were melting, his cock was on fire.
He wasn't sure what was happening to him, his body felt weak,
like he was being drained. He was fighting to keep his eyes
opened, there was a loud but gentle roar present in the room,
dulling his senses, his body slowly began to relax, ceasing its
useless struggle against the man holding him, he was drifting,
floating free on wave upon wave of serene and peaceful bliss.
Then the spark was struck, a fire lighting within his balls. His
sperm was rising, pushing up, spilling out into the man's mouth,
a full measure after the afternoon of rest, the boy balls
resilient against the demands of sex, ever-filling magic
fountains. The man sucked him completely within his mouth now,
holding his head down against him, his lips pressing against his
groin, as he drank the boy's cum, filling his belly with the
boy's spendings, his joy.

He let the boy's spent penis slip from his mouth, slowly licking
it clean of the leftover residue of sperm. He slowly released the
boy's arms, allowing him to fully relax on the couch again. There
was no further movement from the boy. His eyes were closed, a
slight grin on his handsome little face. He leaned forward and
gently kissed him on the lips, the boy didn't respond. He could
hear the boy breathing slow and regular and knew he had dozed
off. His day finally completed, his little body totally exhausted. He 
pulled the boy's undershorts and pants back up onto his limp little 
frame and kissed him once more. There still were no signs of 
response from the sleeping lad.

Ed called his mother and explained the boy had fallen asleep on
his couch and he could sleep there till morning and not to worry.
He then carried the unconscious boy up to his bedroom, removed
his outer-clothing and placed him under the covers. He then
stripped down to his underwear, climbed in alongside the sleeping
boy, cuddled closely to him and eventually fell asleep, holding
the child in his arms.

* * * * *

The night passed quickly. Dean slowly opened his eyes, startled
at first until he realized where he was. He lay there, embraced
in the man's strong arms. He didn't try to move for fear of
waking him. He could see the clock and how early it was and
didn't want to disturb his friends sleep.

He continued to lay in the warm embrace of the man's arms,
staring directly into his face, taking in every line, every
contour of the sleeping man's facial structure. In some ways, Ed,
reminded him a lot of his father. His mind began to slowly drift,
wandering back to that particular day, a day he doubt he would
ever forget as long as he lived. He was only eleven years old
then, Steve was twelve. They had been in school, an average
school day. It had been shortly after lunch when they had heard
their names broadcast over the school's paging system, to report
to the main office.

He had remembered how frightened he had been, listening to the
"ooohhhsss" and the "you're in trouble(s)" that came from the
other kids in his class as he left the room. He had met Steve in
the hallway enroute to the office, each asking the other what
they had done, both of them frightened beyond belief. They knew
when you were sent to the office, it meant that you were in deep,
the absolute deepest shit.

When they arrived at the main office, the Principal was standing
there, waiting for them. There was also a Police Officer as well
waiting for them. The boys had no idea what was happening or what
they had done to get themselves arrested. Their Principal told
them the Officer had come to get them. There had been an accident
and their parents were at the hospital. The drive was very fast
and short, non-stop, lights, sirens, the whole nine yards. They
had been escorted into an area where there were doctors and
nurses running all around, machines and all kinds of gadgets
hooked up to people in small rooms.

Tears began to form in Dean's eyes as he thought about the past,
he felt Ed move a few times but he himself remained still, his
mind clouding over again. He remembered they were escorted into a
room where their mother was sitting and crying to herself. They
didn't understand, what was happening? why were they brought to
this place? who had been hurt?

He remembered their mother looking at them, then embracing them
both in the tightest hug they had ever gotten from anyone. He
remembered he had begun to cry, just from seeing his mother cry.
He knew something awful must have happened. She then proceeded to
explain that their father had been killed on a construction site.
He had been operating a bulldozer when apparently it drove over
what used to be an old underground bomb shelter. No one had any
idea it was there. It wasn't on any of the area layouts they had
and it went undetected by their survey crew. The roof of the bomb
shelter began to buckle under the weight of the bulldozer,
causing the 'dozer to lean to one side, quickly rolling over and
landing upside down inside the empty hole, crushing their father
to death. He never even had a chance. A shelter, designed and
built for the sole purpose of saving lives, had taken a life
instead.

He thought about all the fun they used to have together. Their
father was envied by most of the other kids in the neighborhood.
The other kid's dad's spent their free time hanging out in bars,
or spending all night playing poker, or at the race-tracks,
gambling on horses. Their father spent his time with them. He
didn't drink, or smoke, or gamble. He came home after work. He
looked forward to coming home, spending his time with his family,
wrestling with them before dinner, no matter how tired he was,
planning weekend activities together like picnics, camping,
fishing, going to the movies or the amusement centers or the
local zoo and science centers. His father was always there for
them, when they had a problem or was confused or hurt, or even
just to get a hug, he was there.

He couldn't help thinking about the funeral. Having to see their
father lying there, not moving, not breathing, not speaking. He
didn't think he had ever cried as much in his entire life as he
had that day, knowing that he would never see his father again,
he could never speak to him again, touch him again, hug him again
or be able to tell him how much he loved him. Having to watch men
carrying his mother back to the limo at the burial site because
she fainted when they lowered his father into the ground. Having
to sometimes lay in bed at night, listening to his mother cry
herself to sleep because she missed him so much, and having to do
the same himself many a night.

Ed slowly began to stir, he felt something on his arm, something
wet and warm. He opened his eyes, taking a few seconds to focus
and found himself staring directly into the boy's eyes, his
little boy was crying. He wasn't even sure if the child was awake
or not because his stare was so fixed, non-moving, non-blinking
but the tears continued in a steady stream, and he didn't even
seem to notice him. He was seemingly staring a million miles
straight through and past him. He knew the boy was in some deep
emotional trance.

"Dean?" he whispered, watching the boy suddenly jump as he was
shocked out of his apparent trance. "What's wrong, son?"

The boy had immediately begun wiping his eyes. "Nothing, Ed. I'm
sorry, just thinking about something. I'm sorry if I woke you."

"You didn't wake me, son." Ed said, deeply concerned to find the
boy in the condition he did. "You want to talk about it?"

Dean thought for a few seconds. "No, Ed. It's OK. I was just
thinking about our dad, that's all. I miss him, Ed. I miss him so
darn much."

Ed held the boy tighter. "I know you do, son. Your mother has
told me so much about him. He was a good husband, father and
provider. Your mother misses him just as much as you do. It's OK
to cry, son. Don't you ever feel ashamed about crying or mourning
his death."

He felt the boy reaching around him, pulling himself tighter to
his body, burying his head in his chest as he cried softly to
himself. He felt so badly for the boy. His young life being
horribly altered, literally destroyed in one brief instant. He
held the boy tighter to him, listening to his sobs, stroking his
soft hair, trying to comfort the hurting child the best he could.

* * * * *

Betty had seen her son come in that morning, very quiet and
sullen and went straight to his room without even so much as a
greeting. A minute later the phone rang and it was Ed, asking her
if he was OK. She told him how he had come in and Ed explained
what he had witnessed that morning. She told him the boys go
through that little period of mourning from time to time. She had
no idea what brings it on or how to even comfort them when it
happens but it usually passes and their back to normal again.

She explained to Ed about how traumatic their fathers death had
been on the boys. They cried for days and had nightmares for
months behind it. Their personalities took a turn for the worse,
their grades began dropping and eventually she had to resort to
psychiatric help for them to help them cope. She mentioned what
worried her the most was the boy's increasingly active sex life.
She knew their father was a dynamo in the bedroom department but
she had never heard of children inheriting a parents sex drive.
Then she told Ed the incident about Steve and how his sexual
activity led to becoming involved with several girls in the
neighborhood. She had known her boys had been very popular with
the girls there but she had no idea it was because the boys had
been experimenting sexually with them. She also told him that
more than likely it stemmed from an incident that happened about
a year after her husband had dies. She had to work the night
shift on her job rather frequently so she hired a neighbors
twenty year old daughter to baby-sit with the boys on the nights
she worked. It turned out that the girl had been instructing the
boys on the fine art of performing oral sex on girls as well as
performing oral sex on the boys herself. This had been going on
for a few months before she had discovered what was happening.
She had been dismissed from work early one night, came home
unannounced and discovered all three on the living room floor.
The girl was laying flat on her back, performing oral sex on
Steve as he straddled her face while Dean was between her legs
busily performing oral sex on her. She was shocked to say the
least at what she discovered but was terrified to summon the
police after all the boys had been through during the past year.
She didn't feel a long drawn-out child-molestation court battle
would do anyone concerned any good, especially the boys.

When her husband, their father had died. The insurance granted
them a very generous settlement. She decided to invest the money
in a high interest bearing account and continued to work in her
present job. She wanted to make sure the boys would be well taken
cared of and would never have to want for anything in the event
that something should happen to her. She moved to this particular
neighborhood because it had mostly older adults and very few
children where she felt that maybe the boys wouldn't be as
sexually prolific as they had been in the other neighborhood.
"Little does she know," Ed thought to himself. She was trying
very hard to help the boys adjust to life without their father, a
man whom they had all loved so very dearly.

Ed reassured her that he had grown very fond of her sons and if
there was anything he could ever do to help them, even if all
they need is for someone to talk to, he would be available to
lend a helping hand or ear. He felt the boys were still going
through a very rough period of adjusting to their tragic loss and
he wanted to be there to help them through it. Betty was very
grateful to him for his concern for her son's and thank him
profusely.

Steve had also recognized his little brothers symptoms as well.
He had seen it many times and knew the only solution was to get
him out and try to occupy his mind with a full day of activities
instead of letting him "wallow" in misery, as his grandmother
once put it. He quickly ran to the basement, dug out their
skateboards and dragged his little brother out into the streets
for some recreational therapy.

Dean was all for that. They had been here for a little over a
week and they hadn't even checked out the neighborhood yet. There
was just something about being out on a skateboard, being along
side of your brother and just enjoying the freedom that seems to
make you forget about your problems, even if it's just for a
little while. They passed Jenny's house, waving to her and her
parents as they worked in their front yard. Soon they were
leaving their little subdivision heading down the shoulder of the
road in the direction of a super-mall they had seen on their way
to and from school each day. They marveled at watching
construction crews building houses in a nearby subdivision.
Watching them literally assembling a house right before their
eyes. They took completed frame walls from a truck, then sat the
roof structure on top then began nailing everything down. After a
few minutes, they continued on with their journey.

Soon they were cutting through the parking lot of the mall,
dodging moving cars, zipping in and out between parked cars,
scaring little old ladies as they scurried to get out of their
way, yelling little granny obscenities at the young scalawags. As
they circled the huge complex, taking in all the entrances,
seeing the different store names like Sears, J.C. Penny, Famous &
Barr and others, they noticed what seemed to be an underground
tunnel. It was dark and had a huge opening, big enough for even
the largest truck to enter. They rode their skateboards down,
down, deeper into the underground cave, it got darker and darker
until they came out into an area with trucks loading and
unloading merchandise.

They stopped to look around, moving closer to the loading docks
where people were working putting stuff on conveyor belts and
watching the merchandise disappear into the buildings. They
walked along the docks, speaking to some of the people there who
returned their greetings but showed very little interest in them
or even concerned themselves with why the boys were down there.
They observed the conveyor slowly moving objects from the
platform, through a doorway and going upwards into the darkness.
They looked at each other, glanced around to see if anyone was
watching them, and jumped onto the conveyor belt.

"Where's it going?" Dean asked, a little nervous.

"Beat's me!" Steve replied. "Guess we'll find out soon enough
though."

The belt carried them along the bumpy tread slowly. They could
feel the wheels underneath the belt as they progressively rolled
over each one, feeling them vibrate and turn as they passed over
them. The belt stopped once, for about a minute, then started
moving again. It was dark in the passage way and soon they could
barely see in front of them. Suddenly, Steve felt his fingers
reach the end of the conveyor belt and the bottom seemed to drop
out from under him. He dropped down only about four inches and
landed on another conveyor belt. He heard Dean grunt when he
dropped down as well.

"You all right?" he called back to his smaller brother.

"Yeah, I'm OK, what was that?"

"We dropped off on to another belt, I think. Hold on, we're going
up."

He was right too. The boys were on a conveyor that was taking
them up on a much steeper angle. They had to lay down flat on
their stomachs to keep from sliding backwards down the belt.
Steve could see light about twenty-five feet ahead of him and he
could soon begin to make out voices as well. He had no idea what
was at the opposite end but he sure hoped he hadn't gotten them
into really serious trouble. They soon emerged into a lighted
room.

"WHAT THE HELL!" came a voice who saw them emerge. "Hey, Ralph,
did we order kid's with skateboards on that shipment?"

It was a worker of some sort, chuckling and lifting Steve, then
his brother off the conveyor belt and standing them off to the
side. Another man soon appeared and saw the two boys standing
there.

"Aw, hell!" the other man said. "Did they send us the wrong order
again? This is really going to screw up my paperwork!"

The two men began laughing as they looked at the boys. "You
fellas enjoy the ride up here?"

Steve managed to finally find his voice. "Sorry, mister. Didn't
mean any harm, we saw the belt and thought it would be so cool to
ride it so we did."

"That's OK, fellas. We get kid's up here all the time that way.
They cant resist riding that belt to see where it goes. You here
with your folks?"

"No, sir!" Steve replied. "We're new in this area and were just
visiting the mall for the first time."

"OK, fellas!" the man smiled. "Go out through that door, go down
the hall until you see the white doors on the right, and those
doors will take you right out into the mall. You guys have fun
and be careful."

"OK, thanks mister, bye!" the boys waved at them as they started
down the hallway. "Those guys were pretty cool, Hun?" Dean asked.

"Yeah they were." Steve replied. "Just glad they didn't turn us
in."

They followed the hallway, saw the white doors and found
themselves inside the main level of the Super-Mall. Their eyes
lit-up at the sights they beheld. The place looked bigger on the
inside than it did on the outside. From where they were standing,
they could see straight up for three levels. They were on the
ground floor apparently and there was a mini-golf course, a
bumper-car ride, carousel, a mini roller coaster and all of this
in just one corridor alone. They immediately began digging in
their pockets, checking to see how much money they had on them.
They counted less than five dollars between them, maybe enough
for a few rides and games but that was about it so off they went.

Before they even knew it, three hours had passed, they were flat
broke but very happy. They had managed to ride the bumper cars,
play three games of mini-golf and spent the last of their money
at the skill-games booth. The mini-roller coaster look to wimpy
for their liking so they passed it by. They decided they had
better start back home. It was almost two o'clock, they still had
to finish their homework if they wanted to go to Freddy's for the
sleep-over. They had no idea where they were inside the mall so
when they went back outside, nothing looked familiar. They had to
walk almost completely around the perimeter of the building
before they recognized the street entrance that they came through
originally and headed back down the road towards home.

They talked about their upcoming night at Freddy's the entire
trip home, stopping occasionally to check out the remains of some
poor unfortunate animal that met its untimely end while trying to
cross the busy street. On the other side of the road, they
noticed a ranch style home and they could actually see horses
grazing out in the fields. They made a mental note of the place
and wanted to check it out one day, once they figured out a way
to cross the busy street without winding up as road-kill.

Once home, the boys completed their homework in record time and
spent the rest of the afternoon horsing around and wrestling up
in their room. They then proceeded to pack a knapsack with
provisions for their over night stay. They had raided the pantry
earlier and packed junk food like chip's, sodas, candy, cookies
and they made sure they packed provisions from their room as
well. Couldn't forget the essential items for a successful
outdoor sleep-over, sleeping-bags, insect repellent, flashlights,
baseball cards in case there was some trading going on, Playboy
and Hustler Magazine for entertainment purposes, blankets in case
it got chilly, garlic and a crucifix to ward off Vampires, a
genuine silver necklace their grandfather had given them to ward
off Werewolves, a slingshot to protect themselves with, their
good luck charm in case they got scared and fresh undershorts in
case they REALLY got scared! They felt they were all prepared.
After dinner, their mother dropped them off at Freddy's on her
way to work. She spoke briefly with Freddy's father and he
assured her the boys would be fine and have a lot of fun as well.
She seemed satisfied with that but left her work number just in
case.

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