Date: Thu, 06 Apr 2000 12:23:46 CDT
From: K Ration <micrometer69@hotmail.com>
Subject: Family Friends - Chapter 38

Thanks to everyone who answered my plea for encouragement. I received lots
of positive comments and appreciated them very much.

Here's another chapter that has some adult male/young male sex. If that's
not to your liking, you might want to skip the last half of this chapter.

Family Friends
Chapter Thirty-eight
Terri & John, John & Jack

Over at John's house, he and Terri had started out watching TV, curled up
in each other's arms on the couch, a light cover over them because of the
air conditioning. They talked of their wedding plans and their future life
together, of John's love for her girls and their obvious love for
them. Terri shared with him that Jessie and Judy had told her that they had
noticed how much Jack and Jackie seemed to like their new dad. They had
told her that although they enjoyed going to the Hagan's where they could
ride horses and swim in the pond, Jack and Jackie seemed to prefer coming
over to Terri's because of Terri and John.

Then Terri commented on John's relationship with Jack and their experience
at the pool when John had gotten a hardon as Terri sat in his lap. In jest,
Terri asked, "What do you and Jack find to do over here anyway. Isn't it
difficult to keep him occupied?"

"No, we watch a lot of TV and play a few games. I read while he watches
sitcoms. We've had some really neat talks about things he can't seem to
discuss with his dad.  It's obvious he loves his dad, but he's frustrated
that Scott is so straight laced and won't even try to answer his questions
about sex. I'll tell you one thing, though. Jack certainly isn't ashamed of
his body. It doesn't embarrass him at all to have an erection with me in
the same room. Sometimes it's difficult not to get hard along with him."

With this comment, Terri reached her hand into John's lap and grasped his
penis which had just begun to stiffen.

"I can imagine how you might find it exciting. Just thinking about young
Jack with a hardon excites me a little bit. But not nearly as much as yours
does," she finished, continuing to stroke him as his penis became fully
erect.

As she played with his cock, John reached over and began fondling her
boobs, feeling her nipples harden beneath the palm of his hand. He twisted
them gently between his thumb and fingers and tugged on them lightly,
knowing how this excited her. Soon, they had pushed the cover off onto the
floor so they could enjoy the sight of each other's body and what they were
doing to each other. John's hand slipped down into Terri's crotch and he
began to fondle her bush, tickling her clitoris and rubbing his finger
along the lips of her vagina where he could feel her juices seeping out.

After a few minutes, Terri shifted on the couch until her face was in his
lap. Once there, she wasted no time in sucking his hard penis into her
mouth, playing gently with his nuts as she sucked on him. John closed his
eyes and laid his head back on the back of the couch, reveling in the
feelings Terri was providing him. Once in a while he would open his eyes
and watch his cock slide in and out of her mouth. She enjoyed it when he
watched and always made a special effort to let him see her tongue as she
drew his penis from her mouth and licked the length of it, lingering at the
glans and running it over the head.

Before she could get him too worked up, John nudged her off the couch onto
the floor where he took up position between her legs, licking her vaginal
lips and sucking her clitoris. He loved going down on Terri, loved the
taste of her pussy and juices, loved rubbing his face in the soft hair of
her crotch. She tasted good and smelled good, and it excited him
tremendously to do this for her.  Soon she was cuming with gasps and
grunts, but he continued to lick her, thrusting his tongue as far as
possible into her cunt, rubbing his thumb over her clitoris, bringing her
to one orgasm after another.

Finally, she could stand it no more and pushed his head from her lap,
drawing him up to her face where she could lick her juices from around his
mouth. Then grasping him in her hand, she directed his hardon into her,
enveloping him in that warm moist cavity that made him feel like he was
melting. He laid still as long as he could, reveling in feeling his penis
surrounded by her moist canal. But her vaginal muscles squeezing him soon
drove him to action and he began to thrust slowly back and forth, drawing
the head of his cock to the very lips of her pussy and thrusting back in to
the depths of her being. All too soon, his own climax was upon him, and
Terri felt the spurts of his cum splash against her cervix even as he
grunted and thrust against her.

When they had caught their breath and John rolled to the side, Terri moved
down and sucked his penis into her mouth again, licking his cum and her
juices from him before he could drip on the carpet. At the same time, he
turned her around and lapped up his cum and her juices as they dripped from
her so she wouldn't drip on the carpet either. They stayed in this position
for several minutes as John's cum continued to leak from his penis just as
he had explained to Jack. When he thought of Jack, John felt a familiar
twinge in his penis. He wondered what the boy was doing right then and
considered how he would react if Jack wanted to do something again
tonight. Little did he know that Jack was having a somewhat similar
experience at that very moment.

About ten thirty, John walked Terri home where they found the four kids
asleep on the floor around the Monopoly board. John still found it hard to
fathom how kids their age could feel so comfortable with each other without
clothes on, but he was glad he had finally been able to join this naked
lifestyle. He was also finding it increasingly difficult not to think of
Jack and Jackie as his own.

Laying Jack's robe over him, John picked the boy up in his arms and started
for home, leaving Terri to get the girls roused enough to get them into
bed. As he was leaving, Jack adjusted his position in John's arms, throwing
his arm around his neck and hugging him tightly, half asleep, half
awake. Terri smiled broadly at John as he went out the back door.

John took Jack straight to his room and after struggling to pull back the
covers with one hand while holding Jack with the other, he laid him on the
bed. He hadn't even thought about taking Jack to the guest room, he had
become so accustomed to their sharing the same bed. As Jack rolled over on
his back, his eyelids fluttering in half-sleep, John couldn't help staring
at the boy's crotch, his penis lying limp and seemingly lifeless.

After a minute or two, John reached out affectionately and cupped the boy's
penis and nuts in his hand, squeezing gently and rolling them in his
fingers. Jack's eyes fluttered open and he smiled just before rolling to
his side and going back to sleep. John went to the bathroom and brushed his
teeth and then joined Jack in bed.

The next morning, Jack's first thought upon waking was of John carrying him
home in his arms and then lovingly cupping his genitals in his
hand. Sensing his own morning erection, he lifted the covers to see if John
had one too. Seeing John's erection, Jack laid the covers back along John's
hip, leaving his groin exposed. For several moments, Jack just stared at
John's erection watching it twitch and throb as his own was doing,
wondering what caused those involuntary muscle contractions.

Then he reached out and gently grasped this larger erection in his hand, at
first just holding it and feeling it throb. Then he began to squeeze it
gently, feeling its thickness and sensing its strength.  He couldn't get to
John's testicles which were trapped between his legs or he would have
caressed them, too, like he did his own. A few minutes later, he was
playing with his own hardon even as he gently and lightly stroked
John's. The longer he did this, the less he cared that he didn't have a
towel.

John awoke to the sensation of Jack's hand squeezing his cock. At first, it
didn't register beyond the usual throbbing of a morning erection.  But as
he realized what was happening, he opened his eyes to see Jack looking at
his groin, one hand stroking him while the other hand pumped up and down on
his own cock. John laid there enjoying the sight as well as the
feelings. He was amazed at how much he enjoyed seeing Jack play with
himself, his small hand sliding up and down on his slender short penis.

Eventually, Jack sensed that John was awake. Looking up at John's face, his
own turning red with embarrassment, Jack let go of John's penis.

"I'm sorry Uncle John. I didn't mean to wake you. I woke up with a hardon
and when I looked, you had one too. I hope you're not angry."

"No, Jack, I'm not angry. It felt good, and I was enjoying watching you
masturbate."

"You mean you really like to watch when I do that?"

"You betcha! I don't know why, you're so much younger than me. But it
really is exciting and fascinating at the same time. Does it embarrass you
when I watch?"

"Heck no! I think it's neat as all get out. I like doing it with someone
watching."

"Who else watches you do that, Jack?" John asked with some concern.

Jack recovered quickly, "only Rex and Rusty besides you."

All this time, Jack had continued to stroke himself lightly, still lying on
his side facing John.

"Do you want to get a towel?" Jack asked.

John had to get up this time, for they had already used the towel he
usually had beside the bed, and he had forgotten to replace it. He was
pleased that Jack stared at his erection as he got out of bed and walked to
the bathroom and back. When he returned, Jack had rolled over onto his
back, his hand still on his penis. As John walked up to the bed, staring at
Jack's crotch, Jack let go of his penis and let his hand fall to his
side. The way John stared at his erection and nuts filled him with pride
and sexual excitement. He liked being on display like this.

Sitting down on the side of the bed, John first reached out and wrapped his
fingers around Jack's slender sex muscle. He toyed with it a little bit,
marveling at how it looked and felt and how he reacted to it. Then he let
go of it as he spread the towel on the bed between them.

"Don't you want it up here on my chest?" Jack asked.

"No, this time when you cum, just roll over in this direction and let it
fall on the towel."

"Play with it some more, Uncle John. Your hand feels really good on my
penis."

In response, John continued to sit on the side of the bed as he reached out
and took Jack's hardon in his hand. He slid his hand loosely up and down
this little prick several times, then tightened his grip just enough to
draw the skin up to the head and back with each stroke.  He could tell Jack
really liked this technique.

After several minutes masturbating his young friend, he released Jack's
penis and began playing with his nuts. He looked intently at Jack's scrotum
and penis as he did this and noticed that Jack was looking, too. He used
his finger tips to tickle the boy's sack, rolling his balls gently between
his fingers, then drawing his finger tips up over the sack and along the
length of the boy's penis.

As he sensed through Jack's hip actions and heavier breathing that his
climax was approaching, he stopped. Turning to lay down on the bed and
grabbing his own hardon, John said, "Why don't you make yourself cum this
time, Jack, and let me watch?"

Jack had really been enjoying the feel of John's hands on his penis, but he
was excited that John wanted to watch him beat off, so he grabbed his
erection and said, "OK, Uncle John. I'm awful close." And turning on his
side to face John, the boy began stroking himself seriously, his eyes on
what John was doing to himself with his hand. Soon, Jack's hand started
pumping up and down in wild abandon, his legs shot out straight, his body
stiffened, his eyes widened as he looked down at himself, and he said,
"Here it cums, Uncle John! I'm cuming!"

And both of them watched with fascination as cum shot from the end of the
boy's penis. Having cum just last night with the girls, Jack's body had not
built up as full a reservoir as he had had the first night he and John had
beat off together. But John didn't think anything of it. He had masturbated
often enough in his life to know that the volume of cum was never the same
two times in a row.

John was still looking with affection at Jack's hand wrapped around his
softening penis as Jack asked with real hesitancy, "would you clean me up
like you did the last time, Uncle John? I've never felt anything better
than that."

"Don't let go of your penis, Jack," John said as he rolled the boy over
onto his back. He then grasped the boy's wrist and slowly lifted his hand
from his penis, watching as it flopped back onto his stomach, not quite
soft but not hard either. Knowing from experience that the boy's cum didn't
taste bad at all, John first licked the boy's fingers clean. Then leaning
forward, crushing his own hardon against the sheets, he first licked Jack's
penis from nuts to head. When he reached the head, he drew his penis into
his mouth and rolled it around with his tongue, cleaning it
thoroughly. When it was clean, he kept sucking it, moving his lips along
its length, feeling new life beginning to pulse into it.

When he let go of Jack's penis, the boy exclaimed, "gosh, Uncle John. That
felt so good I could tell I was getting another hardon." Glancing down at
John's erection throbbing in his lap, Jack said, "roll over, Uncle John and
let me do you. That was major cool the other day. Your penis feels so
different from mine or Rex's and Rusty's, and I like making you cum and
watching it shoot out."

Folding the towel in half to cover Jack's cum, John rolled over onto his
back, his erection pulsing, his hands by his sides. Immediately, Jack
scooted over onto the towel so he could reach John's cock comfortably. He
first started with John's balls, rubbing his hand gently all over them in a
fashion similar to the one he had seen John using in the shower. As he did,
he watched John's hardon pulse and bounce up and down on his stomach. It
didn't stand straight up like Jack's did, but Jack figured that was because
it was longer and heavier.

Besides, that didn't bother Jack, anyway. He was just happy that he was
able to share this intimate activity with someone he loved so much. Just as
John was sexually driven by the reminder of what he had looked like and
done when he was Jack's age, Jack was driven by what he expected to look
like in the future. He knew that none of his friends had this kind of
special relationship with any of their dads or older friends.

After playing with John's testicles for several minutes, Jack moved his
hand to his prick which he grasped tightly at first, squeezing it just
below the head, hoping to work some of that pre-seminal fluid to the
opening. He wasn't disappointed. After studying the end of John's penis and
squeezing it a few times he saw some bubbling to the surface. He glanced up
and saw that John was watching him, so when enough had accumulated that it
looked like it might run off, he gave it one more good squeeze, and dipping
his head, laid his lips just over the hole in the end, licking and sucking
at the same time, trying to capture as much as he could. It wasn't the
flavor that drove the lad, since it had no flavor, but the mere thought of
what he was doing. He was kissing Uncle Jack in a special place and
consuming a product of his body that he figured no one other than John
himself might have consumed.

Having done that, he began stroking John's cock seriously. Just as John had
done for him, he used a tight grip that drew the skin back and forth along
the length of John's penis. He stared at his hand on this man's cock all
the while, fascinated by what he was doing. Too soon, John began to roll
towards him and Jack knew he was about to cum. As John rolled over, Jack
changed the position of his grip so that he was tugging on John's penis. It
didn't dawn on him to move back as he and John both watched his final hand
actions. They both gasped as John began to cum, his semen shooting from the
end of his penis in three or four spurts, the first landing right on Jack's
own penis and balls, he was so close, and the rest falling onto that small
portion of towel that showed between them.

Remembering what John had said about a guy continuing to leak cum for
several minutes, Jack retained his grip on John's penis, squeezing it
intermittently. Several times he used the forefinger of his other hand to
catch a large drop of John's cum as it dripped from the head of his penis.
Each time, he licked his finger, enjoying the taste. When he thought John
was finished leaking, he saw there was still some cum around the head of
his penis. And although he hadn't planned it, he pushed John over onto his
back while still holding onto his penis, then quickly ducked his head and
drew the head of John's penis into his mouth, licking the hole in the end
with his tongue. The size of John's penis, however, prevented him from
wanting to try taking any more of it into his mouth. It felt great when
John did it to him, but it wasn't something he wanted to do in return. He
didn't know that John wouldn't have let him do it even if he had wanted to.

Shortly afterwards, the two of them took a shower together, taking turns
washing each other's back and genitals. By the time they were finished,
each had a raging hardon, and while Jack could probably have cum again,
John knew he couldn't have done so. However, he did play with Jack's penis
a good bit once he had his penis and balls covered with shampoo. He just
never seemed to tire of playing with the boy.