Date: Wed, 21 Jul 2004 18:19:03 -0500
From: Mark Drew <mark_drew69@hotmail.com>
Subject: air-ryan-8

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The following is a totally made up story of a consensual sexual
encounter between a totally made up eighteen year old gay male porn
model and a totally made up thirteen year old minor.

No trees were harmed in the writing of this story.

If you are under eighteen or if this sort of thing is a turn off for
you then you shouldn't read alot of it because you will go blind.
(Anyway, what the hell did you think you were going to find in a Gay
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End of Disclaimer


Air-Ryan Takes Flight, Chapter 8

The ringing of the phone woke us all up at about 11:30 PM, which was
really too early for four horny teenagers to be sleeping anyway.  It
was Addy.

"Hi Jim.  Just checking to make sure the boys hadn't burned the house
down." She said, her voice a lot more cheerful than mine would be if I
were working at night.

"Oh heck no... In fact I've picked up another one.  Chris's swim team
buddy Brent Adams is over here too.  His grandparents live next door."
I told her, grinning at my little harem of hot boy studs.  "We ate some
pizza and were just messing around and stuff.  We were thinking about
maybe swimming some or watching TV.

"Sounds like you've really got a house full." Addy laughed.  "I was
wondering how I would have enough energy to handle the two of them...
but three!  Can you put Chris on?"

I handed the phone to Chris and casually watched him, listening
intently to his mom, muttering in agreement to whatever she was telling
him.  The fourteen-year old looked so fine standing there displaying
his gorgeous nude body, innocently talking to his mom on the phone
while his soft cock and sagging nuts jiggled and swayed.

Brent leered and held his finger to his lips, signaling for quiet, as
he silently slipped behind Chris and wrapped his arms around his waist,
making him jump and stumble in mid-sentence.  Brent slipped his hand
down, rubbing his pinky finger through Chris pubes, tantalizingly close
to his now stirring cock, then just rubbing the base enough to get it
to jump.

"Oh... well... Brent's messing around and tickling me."  Chris giggled,
obviously replying to her question as to what was making him act up on
the phone.  "Oh yeah... he saw us in the hot tub and came over."

"Yeah, I came over and over and over..." Brent quietly giggled,
wrapping his hand around Chris' rapidly swelling boycock, quickly
stroking it up to it's full seven inches as he nibbled at his neck.
Brent's big cock was rapidly swelling as well, with every stroke he
made on his pal's rod.

"I guess I didn't think about it, but I'm sure Jim wouldn't mind taking
us." Chris was telling his mom, wincing and biting his lip as his swim
teammate pleasured him.  "I'm sure Ryan would like to come too.  I'm
sure he would"

"Sure I would, but my balls are damn near drained." Ryan quietly
snickered.  He and I looked at each other and burst out laughing, then
I wrapped my arms around him and began tickling and hugging him.  We
both watched with anticipation as Brent made his next move, which was a
bit surprising as we saw Brent begin to hump his king sized cock up and
down between Chris' ass cheeks, while he kept up the stroking pace on
his cock.  It was almost as surprising to see Chris leaning back into
Brent, grinding Brent's meat deep into his crack.

"Um yeah... here he is." Chris grinned, handing me the phone while he
spun around and tackled Brent to the ground.

"Hi Addy.  What's up?" I asked, watching Chris as he maneuvered between
Brent's legs, wrapping his hand around both of their cocks and stroking
them together.

"I need a favor...  I forgot Chris has swim practice at 8:00 and he'll
need a ride there." she replied, sounding a little desperate.

"No problem.  I've got no plans and it would be fun to see him work up
a sweat." I snickered.  My mind quickly filled with visions of a herd
of tight young stud boys like Chris in speedos.  Ryan had maneuvered
his cock between Brent and Chris's faces and was enjoying a combination
blow job and ball sucking by the pair.

Addy laughed and I could tell she was relieved.  "I'm sure he has told
you all about what a great of a swimmer he is." she said.

"Actually... no, but you can pretty much tell by looking at him that he
could be." I told her, as I watched him devour his cousin's uncut meat
down to the pubes.

"Well... that's a surprise." Addy replied.  "I better run.  Thanks Jim
you're a real lifesaver.  Bye bye."

"No problem, see you later." I said, shutting off the phone and
slipping my hard cock between Ryan's gasping lips.

In no time I was reeling with pleasure as Ryan thoroughly vacuumed my
cock, while he was still receiving the dual workout from Brent and
Chris, who were grinding and jacking their young cocks together.  Our
moans grew louder as the pleasure mounted higher and higher.  I was in
a great position to watch as the other three boys gave and received
passionate attentions, while I thrilled with Ryan's delicious, moaning
suction.

Ryan pulled my cock from his lips and began to jack it wildly, sucking
my balls as his hips began to thrust his cock into Brent's mouth.
"Yeahhhhh... fuck yeahhhhh.." Chris growled, as he knelt back, still
jacking his and Brent's cocks together.  "Yeahhh suck that big cock
Ry...  you hot fuck!"

"Ooooooooo oooooo yeahhhhhh..." Ryan whimpered as his hips jerked, then
quivered, as he obviously shot his spunk into Brent's awaiting mouth.
Seeing his cousin shoot sent Chris over the edge and he quickly began
to splash Brent's meat and body with his own load, followed immediately
by Brent's creamy spurts joining the gooey splatters which coated his
cock, stomach and matted his sparse pubes.  Poor Ryan was so drained
and exhausted with pleasure he wasn't up to finishing me, but his eyes
directed me what to do.  I dropped to my knees and jacked my wad all
over Brent's stomach, rubbing it over his spent cock with mine as the
dribbles slowed and my own cock began to deflate.

We all were happily drained and definitely ready for some sleep as we
made our way into my room.  Being the guestroom, the Hayes had
thoughtfully outfitted it with comfy twin queen sized beds.  While Ryan
and I were in the adjoining bathroom, draining our bladders, I heard
the other two boys rearranging the furniture.  Sure enough, Ryan and I
found the sleeping arrangements had been modified, with the beds pushed
together in order to make an awesome playground for four.  Regretfully,
it was well after midnight and we had to be up at 6:30, so we had to
use our playground for sleep, but there was always tomorrow.

The cousins wearily plopped into one side of the bed, with Ryan
spooning into Chris' awaiting arms.  They were asleep almost as soon as
they hit the bed.

"Hey Jim?" Brent asked, whispering in my ear as we turned off the
lights and climbed into our side of the bed.  "Think you could give me
a ride to practice in the morning too?"

"Hmmmm... What's in it for me?"  I teased, giving him a peck on the
cheek.

Brent's smile lit up the darkened bedroom as he took my hand and placed
it on his firm little ass.  "How about a little virgin territory?"

"Sounds very tempting." I giggled and ran my finger up and down his
crack.  "You sure you're up to it?"  I asked, finding his little
rosebud and pressing my fingertip against it.

"Yeah... then maybe I can try yours on too." He cooed, licking my
cheek.

"Hmmmm... Sounds like fun." I replied.  "I've got a little virgin
territory there myself."

Brent beamed.  "Really?"

"Yeah."

"Awesome."