Date: Wed, 2 Apr 2014 14:34:06 -0700 (PDT)
From: Macout Mann <macoutmann@yahoo.com>
Subject: Aaron 3

This story is about a group of high school boys and involves explicit
homosexual sex.  Be warned that in the course of the story there are one or
two encounters between teens and adults.  If you are underage or find such
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				   AARON

			      by Macout Mann


				    III

				The Meeting


Sunday afternoon I was right on time.  The distinguished-looking man who
opened the door told me he was Mark's father.  "You must be Aaron," he
said.  "Welcome.  The others are down in the rec room."

I followed his directions to the basement, where Mark, Jerry, and a
sophomore football player named Ben Fields were already naked and nursing
beers.  I was to learn that Ben lived in Jerry's neighborhood and had
recruited Jerry into the group while he was still in middle school.

The rec room was a big rectangular space dominated at one end by a pool
table.  At the other end was a video game console.  Normally there were a
couple of card tables in the middle, but these had been shoved against the
wall and covered with drinks and snacks.  Several good-sized mats had been
scattered around the floor.

Mark passed me a beer while I stripped.  It was my first, but I pretended
like I drank beer all the time.

Ben was a lineman and was built like one.  He had dark brown hair and
showed signs that he would become a real hairy bear in a few years.  Like a
lot of big guys, his dick was nothing to write home about, but his balls
were real low hangers.  As I was taking him in, he was doing the same for
me.

"Jerry told me you had a nice package," he said.  "You sure as shit do."
He cupped my junk playfully.

Soon we were joined by the other two members of the group.  Winston Calhoun
was a junior.  Like Mark, he had most every gal in the school drooling over
him.  He was the school's track and field star.  Handsome as hell and hot.
Slim but well built.  Anthony Winters was another sophomore.  I didn't
recall ever seeing him before.  He was tall and dark but not particularly
handsome.  Not too well developed.  But as I was to find out, he had one
hellova sex drive.

Mark introduced me as the new member of the group and said that since he
and Jerry had had the pleasure of initiating me, they would let the other
three fight over who would get with me first.

"I wanna taste that neat dick," Winston piped up.

"Me too," said Tony.

"How you feel about getting' spit roasted, Aaron?" laughed Ben.

"I don't guess I have much say about it, do I?" I laughed in return.

Winston came close, and like Mark had earlier, started kissing my pecs and
blowing in my ears.  Everybody should have as much pleasure as anybody
else.  My dick quickly sprang to attention.

Meanwhile, Ben began by kissing the back of my neck and licking down my
spine, while palming my sides from pits to cheeks.  I was being touched in
all the right places.  And soon I felt Ben's tongue begin to probe my
rosebud.

For some reason it was especially thrilling to have the other three guys in
the room watching.  Actually, Mark and Jerry were doing most of the
watching.  Anthony was spending most of his time ministering to the other
two boys' shafts.  Mark also checked a text message he'd just received.

"That was Dad," he announced.  "He says he and mom are leaving for the
symphony concert."  Laughing, he added, "He also said not to demolish the
house while they're gone."

"We've got better things to do than that," Winston said.  He emphasized his
point by gently cupping my balls in his big hand.

In time Winston's ministrations led to his taking my stiff member between
his soft lips.  God!  It felt so good.  He was on his knees, but he still
tilted his head up so our eyes met.  We each could sense the other's
supreme pleasure.

Ben by this time had also lubed my ass and coated his dick with gel.  I was
still standing up.  For the first time I felt a dick rammed into me by
someone else who was standing up.  It was another new kind of thrill.

"Getting it and giving it, eh Aaron?"  Mark giggled.

"Bet your ass," I answered.

"We could do a daisy chain," Anthony suggested.

"Right now I want my dick in Jerry's ass," Mark responded.  "I gotta have
some relief."

He pulled Jerry's naked body to his own, buried his tongue in the
freshman's mouth, and gently began to massage his rigid tool.  Anthony
responded by tonguing Jerry's ass.  I almost dropped my load on the spot.

Soon, as I continued to be sucked and fucked, I watched Mark ram his bone
into Jerry's ass and begin to pump.  Tony tried to be helpful by stroking
Mark's back, petting his cheeks, and occasionally tonguing his ass hole.

Ben was the first to spurt.  He sent several ropes of cum deep into my ass,
crying out, "Oh fuck yes!  I'm cumming.  I'm cumming."

That was my cue.  I couldn't hold out any longer.  I grabbed Winston's head
and thrust my pubes against his lips, dumping an ample load into his
throat.  He tried to swallow it all, but some ran out of the edge of his
mouth.  Tony rushed over to lick up the excess.  Like I said, he had a
hellova sex drive.  He loved it all.

"My turn to suck," he exclaimed, as he pulled me down onto one of the mats.
"Get it back up for me, Aaron."

He cupped my soft shaft, and at the same time leaned over my bod to lap
Ben's cum oozing from my hole.  It wasn't long before I was hard again.
But he took his time before clamping his mouth onto my tool.  He wanted to
get me really excited.

And man, did he succeed!  Tonguing then nibbling my ear.  Sucking on my
nips.  Tasting my pits.  Kissing my abs.  Finally eating my dick like it
was the tastiest lollipop ever to come out of the candy factory.

I just lay back and savored the feeling.

"Yeah, Aaron.  He's about the best cocksucker you'll ever find," Ben called
out.

I gave Anthony as much cum as I had offered Winston.  I couldn't believe
what was happening.  We paired up more or less randomly for almost three
hours.  Then Mark told me the time had come for me to fuck him.

"This we gotta watch," Jerry cried.  The others agreed.

I ran my hands across Mark's beautiful torso, then played with his balls
while I tongued his ass.  I was in heaven.  Jerry smeared lube on my
already slime-covered dick.

"Make me feel like I made you feel the other day, dude," Mark urged.  "Ram
that beauty up my ass.

"Oh yeah.  Fuck me," he moaned, as my tool pressed deep into him.  The
others yelled encouragement as I began plunge in and out of Mark's perfect
bod.  He flexed his ass in rhythm with my humps, showing he was as good at
getting fucked as he was at fucking.

"Yeah, pound that ass," he moaned, encouraging me to more roughly penetrate
him.  I had already cum maybe five times, but I was as hot as I had been
when we started.  I did have more control, though, and made it last as long
as I could.

"Give it to the motherfucker!"

"Make him beg for your cum!"

"Fuck him like he's never been fucked before!"

The enthusiasm of the onlookers was driving me to distraction.  I grabbed
Mark's dick and pumped it in time with my thrusts in and out of his ass.
When I came, I rolled off him totally exhausted.  He responded by pulling
me close and planting kisses all over my sweaty bod.

"You're something else, dude," he murmered.

It was already after five.  The rec room had an adjacent bath with an
extra-large shower.  Not really large enough for six guys, but we managed.

As we were getting dressed, Mark mentioned that his dad would like to see
me.  So after the others had trooped out of the house, Mark led me into the
library.  Jack Estes, Mark's father, was sitting on one of the room's wing
chairs, still dressed in the dark grey, pin-striped suit he had worn to the
concert.  He directed Mark and me to an adjacent sofa.

"It's good to have you here, Aaron," he began.  "I hope you enjoyed what
went on this afternoon."

"Why...yes...sir."  I was practically struck dumb.

He grinned at my obvious discomfort.  "Don't worry," he said.  "My wife,
Elizabeth, and I know what you all do.  We don't see anything wrong in it.
Part of growing up.

"But I want to make sure that you are comfortable being in the group.  And
I want you to know that any time you do become uncomfortable, you should
feel free to leave the group, and that you should never allow another boy
to intimidate you in any way.  Do I make myself clear?"

I couldn't believe my ears.  But I assured Mr. Estes that I had enjoyed the
afternoon more than anything I could remember.  And that I completely
understood what he was saying.

"Good," he responded.  "Sex is something for the enjoyment of everyone.
Unfortunately, not everyone is equipped to relax and accept the joys that
it provides."

"Believe me, Dad," Mark interjected.  "Aaron loves it...and is well
equipped."  He emphasized his point by tugging at my groin.

Changing the subject, Mr. Estes said, "I have watched your father's
outstanding legal career with interest.  I intend to make an opportunity to
meet with him."

Reading the panic in my eyes, he added, "Don't worry.  Your sexual
activities are not something I have any interest in talking to your father
about.  As far as he and I are concerned, you boys are having a video game
tournament.  But living in the same neighborhood and having sons who are
friends, I think it only proper that we get to know each other."

Relieved, I thanked Mr. Estes for his interest.  On my way home, however, I
couldn't help but wonder about a lot of things.